A distorted conviction can be as damaging as an injured body or a battered soul.

While your intentions are all well and sound, it is easy to see that your convictions are shrouded by ulterior motives. One wants to prove that he has jumped the hurdle that contains the new breed to compete for the serious opportunities whilst the other wants to prove that she is so much more than just a 'vixen' who can hang with the best after her victory over a renowned legend at Pain for Pride. Your self-indulgence is so consuming that it has even feigned you ignorant to the matter of fact that this upcoming bout in a few weeks is not just for amusement sake, it is an opportunity that many venture their whole career without. If you want to avenge yourself in pity or conform to some kind of heroic fairy tale in this match then I highly recommend backing out right now because such conviction will not hold much merit in a few weeks. This has become so much larger than just another anonymous match for me, it has become a personal engagement that I intend to win at any cause. Rex McAllister has taken advantage of beneficiary circumstances to drag himself into this match and furthermore, allotted himself as the generic dark-horse that everyone needs to support in order to feel satisfied. As someone who quite literally defined dark-horse for many years, I can imagine that being in a seat of recognition might be alluring but trust me, it is deceiving. Whereas small slip-ups could go unnoticed in the past, every single move you take from this point on will be scrutinized by critics who have no other assignment than to trip you at any given moment. On top of that, you turned your high convenience into a victory over The Heart Break Gal and experienced a moment of immortality in having defeated two Hall of Famers in continuous weeks, that is till you were laid our for good at the extent of my ferocity. I saw it as a moment to demonstrate to you the harsh realities that come with competing against the best, you have to always be ready to face the unforeseen even in the assured moments of glory. And as long as your conviction remains 'a reason to fight among the best' then I can guarantee that you will not be getting your hands on a title anytime soon. Whether your desire to a compete for a world championship is to prove to someone else that doubted you that you can succeed or to promote to former fellow new breeds how much more ahead of the game you are, I cannot say for certain.. but these very narcissistic reasons will keep you puzzling your career for far much longer than someone of your talent should be. Form a true conviction, let go of the rest of the bullshit and then meet me inside the ring - I can assure you that a weightless shoulder is much easier to swing around in the ring when the rest of the worldly extraneous bullshit is not keeping you down, conform and adapt for your own good. 

I never imagined this is how we would meet once again in the ring, Heart Break Gal. It has been a while since we combined together to create one of the most awesome duos that this company has ever had the pleasure of witnessing. Even in all our naivety, we provided a balance of high flying and pure supremacy in all of our bouts. When someone like Moses X decided to get ahead of themselves, we would just burn their face off. And when someone like The Heart Break boy overstepped their dominion, we let them face the harsh reality of falling from the graces of sky bound by a ladder. Though that point in my career is primarily marked as a trying endeavor, I can genuinely admit that our partnership kept my mindset afoot for a good while. And then we went our different ways - fast forward half a dozen years and you find that our estate has completely changed in this company. I have acquired everything I wanted to bring about from a World Championship to a Hall Of Fame ring and you have testified your name as not only one of the best vixens in the history of this company but just naturally one of the best competitors to step afoot in this company. That of course is paraded by your relationship with Y2Impact and though I have no intention of getting involved in that skirmish, I must say that your victory at Pain for Pride was a surprising one and definitely a welcomed one from my estate. That however does not just automatically guarantee you a spot to fight for the World championship, regardless of your gender. That is why I decided to take on the challenge of facing you in a contenders match because I wanted this to go down the right way. I did not unfortunately foresee the inclusion of Rex McAllister through all of this but I have no qualms playing a subsidiary to their promotion of this bout because I already know the end result, it ends with me threatening the current world championship after I become the biggest peril for his world championship. 

It is ironic that you strut yourself under the theme of 'underestimating others' yet are a victim to the very idea of it. You believe me to have underestimated Rex McAllister when I testified quite the opposite the week prior and still believe that I am undervaluing you. I think what you do not realize is that you are underestimating the matter of fact that I could care less that you are a whole foot shorter than me or that you have a less of an intimidating presence than me or even the fact that you are a competitor of the opposite gender. I have good memories aligned to you but I hold no personal traction to you so when it comes down to it, I will not take a second than there is necessary to put you down for good. Whereas bizarre individuals go out of their way to attack other people, I fight any competitor who is willing to step in the ring in a just fight willing and ready to accept the result. I have seen you protect yourself, maneuver yourself around the ring and take down some of the biggest badarses to ever step in the ring only to be ridiculed afterwards in their defeat. That is the kind of stigma that follows you in every single victory over an elitist and sometime that plays a role in the opponents mind but it has no bearing on me whatsoever. For someone who had to learn how to fight on the front lines for the majority of his early career, I know how to handle myself in exasperating situations and eventually come up with a plan that ends  with me on the top. I have never underestimated you for a single second The Heart Break Gal but do not make the misstep of placing me in your stead because I can assure you that you will regret it instantly not only this week but also when we face for our contenders match in a few weeks. And whilst your conviction flails between what you can do or cannot do, my conviction is  set on being the next World Champion for no other reason than I am the only truly deserving of it.

I may not fly as high before anymore but in the face of triumph..
Trust me, I will go to any extent to guarantee my success.. and you two know that better than most in this company.

I’m not supposed to succeed. I’m not supposed to have come back to Elite Answers Wrestling, and judging by the kind of garbage I've been piling up in the ring, even my staunchest defenders don’t think I have it anymore. What is “it” exactly though? Who am I out to impress? To show that I have the gumption and gall to overcome adversity and climb my way back up to the top? To finally show the world that I’m World Championship material? In another life, that would suffice; it would be the magical fairy tale ending to the book of Jackalope sending the kiddies home happy. This isn’t a fairy tale though and Dynasty is full of the sick, sadistic Cenobites who come from the darkest depths of hell to feed onto the souls that watch without mercy. I could still hear the chants in my head, “Please Don’t Die!”, “Please Don’t Die!”, “Please Don’t Die!” as the audience watched Ahren Fournier dump me on the crown of my skull which gave me a grade 3 concussion. I puked out everything in my system as I tried to recollect the city I had wrestled in, in fact, I’m still at a loss of where I was for most of the match. For most wrestlers, they would be sent home to be evaluated and to possibly take a few weeks off to recover. That isn’t the case with me. They put a couple of bandages on my head and said that I was better than ever, and even if I have short-term memory loss, I’ll climb back into ring and continue to show the world the true word of the Golden Jackalope. Even if it means that I’ll inhale my last breath.

Theodore Hilfiger is no more, I saw the carnage that Maero produced in the middle of the ring. He is a BAD MAN. A man that I should be scared of, a man that I have no business being in the same squared circle with. No matter how many situations are put in front of me, no matter what kind of sustained beating I take, and no matter what injuries I pile up with. I won’t give up! Not until The Golden Jackalope says that I’ve had enough and it’s time for me to return with him to paradise. Maero can slice me open with his scalpel, exposing my insides as he pulls out my guts, but I refuse to be another victim; another name in his tales of macabre as one of The Sanatorium’s de facto members. Maero can do a great job when he has numbers, he’s a great # 4 behind everyone else, especially people like Alexis Diemos. He had a very mediocre run with the hardcore title, and considering his penchant for dismemberment, I was actually very disappointed for his lack of killing during his title reign. I expected  his matches to stream on liveleak, to be featured in “rekt” threads on reddit, and to be labeled as the “ultimate gore porn that the world has ever seen”. However, all I saw was the “2 Girls, 1 Cup” of professional wrestling. It might be shocking to those who’ve never been to the dark side of the internet, but for those who’ve  had…. eh… we’ve seen it all before. Your hot topic Halloween look has only gotten you so far but you’re nothing more than a notch towards a World Title shot for the Openweight Champion. That’s why you should stick with ganging up on Jacob Senn instead of trying to focus on a singles career. The Sanatorium gives you just enough of a spotlight to stand out without having the audience think, “Aww fuck… we actually have to sit and watch this guy wrestle for 10 minutes?” That would explain the reason for why Ahren Fournier eclipsed your reign the moment he had that Hardcore Title. It didn’t take much, he just had to show an ounce of charisma in order to steal the spotlight of being the greatest Hardcore champion in the history of EAW.

You can call me the greatest disappointment in the history of EAW but there is no one to disappoint anymore, because all the fans saw the most disastrous return this sport has ever know. I’m flying under the radar now, I can do whatever I want because I’ve suddenly become the underdog with no fight left in him. That’s fine. I love the fact that I can do whatever with no repercussions, no sense of expectations and having to deliver for them. I’ve already committed career suicide, why wouldn’t I go ahead and throw myself with reckless abandon as well? What’s done is done. There is no going back, but there will be forgiveness, I’m still loved even through everything that I’ve done in the past. He isn’t locked away in a Sanatorium. No… he was locked away in the middle of my heart.

You can say that he was deep inside the rabbit’s hole.

I found him though, and he caused me to find my Mexican roots, to truly find out who I was as a human being. Yes, forgiveness can be found in the deepest of trauma. I’m repenting towards my way to Nirvana...no, to my salvation. What’s yours?

The Golden Jackalope is love.
The Golden Jackalope is life.
We are all Golden Jackalopes.

For the first time ever, I will defend my Specialists Championship. A Street Fight is a match in which April Song should not gloss through. This is a match where everything that I have been through. My blood, sweat and tears will be unleashed for the world to see. As I reflect on our match tomorrow night, I notice that I cannot make the same mistakes my dear twin sister, Cameron did. She came into her first real title defense with the confidence that the other women in the match were beneath her. What happened after that? It costed her the championship. All her hard work was stripped away from her. She was left with nothing. The past several weeks doing her best to avoid any competition, got the best of her. Now, just like I said billions of times before, I am not my sister. I am Consuela. I am going to approach this match in a different way possible. I am not going to be the woman that underestimates April Song. She has had her own share of victories the past several weeks. She has made former champions tap out. She has made some of the rising stars of Empire tap out. She even made a number one contender in me tap out. This is the thought that has not been washed away from my mind as much as I want it too. I don’t want a repeat of our last match to occur. I do not want to live with the guilt that I could not be the best champion ever. I want to be the best champion ever. I want to elevate this championship as much as I can. April is smart. She knows what she had to do to defeat me. She has done it before. As I see her looking back at her previous match with Aria Jaxon, I know that she is able to pinpoint when everything went wrong with her. She is able to find the error of her ways, so she can prevent making those same mistakes again. She is a woman who takes great confidence in her craft. She says that this is her first championship match in so long. April and I are two women on Empire who had to wait for about a year to get the opportunities that we have wanted. We had to wait to make our mark on the land of elite. The first championship match I earned? I defeated the champion in Brody Sparks. Who would have thought that a year ago, Consuela would be standing here as the Specialists Champion? Who would have thought that she would overcome the crazy competition on this brand? Just the same with April. There are probably some people in the back who are not counting on her to win the title. I mean, people are predicting her to be a huge main eventer on Empire? People are not predicting her to be a champion within the six months. As I know for a fact, I know that must crush April’s self-esteem. That must make her pretty angry. For someone who has observed her, I notice that her frustration plays a huge part of her failures. In her mind, she keeps wondering what she must do in order to win the big one? I mean, she couldn’t win at Malicious Intentions. She failed to win at Pain for Pride. Now, she is going to walk into one of the biggest matches in her career and she is going to meet that same failure once again. Man, it must suck to be April Song. It must crush her spirit after a better woman defeats her. It must crush her when she is not able to get the job done. Sure, she is able to defeat the likes of Amy-Jayne and the amount of victories she can pick up may seem impressive in the record books. However, when you look at who she has defeated, it can make all of those submission victories not look so good.

I mean, just look at April Song now. She’s angry. She’s frustrated. She is hungry to defeat me. What crosses my mind is what happens when she fails to defeat me? Where does that competitive spirit go? Will those tears of sadness transform to tears of anger? For a fact, I have seen what not getting the result you want does to a person. April may claim that her intentions are dark, but full of frustration. In our Street Fight tomorrow night, what happens when those frustrations become something else? What happens when she gets her hands on a weapon and uses that to hurt me? If it meant becoming a champion, would going to that dark side be worth it? April, is it worth it to embrace your dark side if it means becoming Specialists Champion? I’ve seen it happen before. Especially, with your good friend, Erica Ford. Those series of losses may have angered a woman who just wanted to prove that she could be someone without her tag team partner. However, how many defeats did it take for her to embrace the hatred everyone had for her? You should know for experience that the dark side has done for Erica. I mean, she’s no longer able to compete. She is just spending her days being an interviewer. Now, she is going to watch her good friend experience the same fate that she did once upon a time.

Your mission to make yourself relevant isn’t panning out the way you wanted to, April. I can see it in your eyes. I can see the alcohol consuming you. You cannot handle the fact that people do not see you as the next biggest thing. It doesn’t matter how much you bust your butt. It does not matter what kind of background you came from, but you will never make people feel bad for you. You will never connect with these people like women like Aria or Tarah are able to connect with them. Why? Because of your attitude. It’s because of the way you carry yourself. The frustration and anger you have within yourself doesn’t make people want to rally behind you. It makes people annoyed with you. It makes people not want to give a damn about you. Not that it should concern you. I just hope that you’re not hungover for your match tomorrow night. I wouldn’t want any excuses to fall from your lips about why you lost. This is the most important match of your career. How you perform in this match can determine a win or loss. You claim that no one can write your future, but you? You’re right. I can only make assumptions. I can only insert a prediction to how this match will turn out. I know that you’re going to give it everything you have, April. I have seen it each and every time with you. Yet, it will be the same sad story from you. You will taste failure once again. Who knows what happen to you after this match? Who knows how much anger and rage will consume you? I really admire your fighting spirit. I hope that part of you never disappears.

 

 
[April Song has fought hard and well against reigning Women’s Champion Aria Jaxon, but has fallen again in a crucial contest. While her body is aching from the physical battle, her mind is much more wounded than anything else. Another close defeat which brings only embarrassment to the proud professional, not the satisfaction of progress made. She walks into the locker room with an icepack held to the back of her neck, trying to relieve one of the many aches and pains of her battle. Erica Ford, walks in cautiously as April turns to see who it is and waves her in nonchalantly.]


April: Come on…let’s get this over with.


Erica: Look, I’ve been there. If you need to take a little while to sort yourself out, grab a shower, get dressed, we can wait on it for a while.


April: It’s fine.


Erica: Okay…just, if it gets too much, we can stop the interview.


[Erica and a cameraman who has recently arrived set up and Erica gets her cue to start.]


Erica: Ladies and Gentlemen, I’m here with April Song after another excellent episode of Empire. April, you fought hard in tonight’s main event but eventually the Champion, Aria Jaxon, was able to get the better of you. Was there anything that the Women’s Champion did to throw you off your game or any mistakes that she took advantage of.


April: No. She’s champion for a reason. She did everything right. I was over reliant on my choke hold and my Swan Song move and she made me pay for it. I think I’ll have to find new methods of ending matches. I took her to the limit, but that’s not consolation. It just brings about more frustration that I couldn’t close the deal.


Erica: While you came up short tonight, the opportunities to shine on the roster continue to pop up as you have a massive match against the Specialists Champion, a woman that you beat in a submission match before Pain for Pride, Consuela Rose Ava.


April: I know what I have to do to beat her. She’s learned a lot about herself recently but so have I. A few weeks ago, no one mentioned my name as among contenders for anything, but I think starting now my name must be mentioned with other contenders for both Championships on Empire and maybe even the Openweight title once Empire takes its turn in the rotation of selecting challengers for it. What I don’t think Consuela understands is that I am not looking for her to make excuses and I wouldn’t think of equating a victory against Amy-Jayne or former champions like Cloud Matsuda and Haruna Sakazaki to beating her for a championship. Not even the losses to Aria and Madison can be used to scale. This is the first championship match of anything I’ve had since I was studying Jujitsu as a teenager. This isn’t for a shot at the title, it’s a match FOR the title. I’m feeling a surge of adrenaline that I haven’t felt outside of flying a jet in a long, long time. My intentions aren’t dark as in cloaked in frustration…I have plenty of motivation outside of the typical anger and frustration. I’m aware that it’s commonplace for athletes to feel frustration and anger after losses, wallowing in self-pity after a defeat. I discuss my emotions in that regard because I’m not used to having them. In the world I come from, the world of soldiery, if you fail, if you lose, you’re dead. You don’t have time for regrets, watching tape repeatedly…. you’re done. That’s why these losses hit me harder than they would your average fighter: I’m used to playing for extremely high stakes and always winning for myself and my fellow soldiers.


Erica: Consuela has made it plain that she respects your ability and considers you a champion of the future, just that your future won’t start this Thursday.


April: Well, for me, the future is Thursday. Soon, they are going to get a champion that will take the title back to its roots, testing the limits of champion and challenger alike. I want to defend this title as much as Tarah Nova and EAW management will allow. I want to make this title be seen not just as a placeholder for those not deemed ready for the World Women’s Championship but for it to be seen on par with the Women’s Championship. I will be the absolute best.


Erica: I understand that…. but…I do have to point out. You have promised to win the Empire Cup, Divide and Conquer…and to beat Aria Jaxon. I don’t mean to disrespect you…but why will this time be different?


[Erica’s voice, sympathetic and soft yet assertive, goes quiet for a moment. April is silent too before she drops the icepack she was holding to her neck and reaches out to grab Erica by the collar of her blouse, slamming her up against one of the locker stalls as Erica panics considerably.]


Erica: April, what are you doing!? Calm down!


April: Who the hell are you to ask me a question like that!? You never won shit in your career! I’ve been scratching and clawing to make myself more relevant faster than anyone from your generation of talent was able to-


[April winces a bit when she sees the crestfallen look on the face of the reporter, letting her go before taking a deep breath and bending down to pick up the bag of ice.]


April: Look, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean that…I’m just…. look, I’m used to fights in rough environments. I’ve been to some rough parts of the world, you know? Mogadishu, some of the roughest parts of Japan, Afghanistan. I’ve always been able to rise to the challenge before, but here, I’m still learning what’s the last piece that’s missing…what is keeping me from the top? Is it experiencing? Is it heart? I’m still trying to figure that out. I’ll have a next week. I must. I haven’t come this far to just have the title yanked from my grasp once again. Aria Jaxon and Consuela Rose Ava do not write my future for me. I’m the one responsible for my own fate…and on Empire I will reach out and take my own destiny in my own hands.


[April leaves Erica and her camera crew to themselves as she departs for the showers, gathering her gear and leaving as soon as possible into the evening. After a few hours of driving aimlessly she finds a bar to indulge in one of her favorite pastimes: drinking. Drink after drink she has consumed and although the atmosphere around her is lively and vibrant, she’s lost in her bitterness.]


April: Bartender, gimme another, will you?


[The bartender, busy with a few other customers and seeing the growing number of empty bottles and shot glasses shakes his head. April’s drank enough to stagger an elephant but she seems intent on more.]


Bartender: I think you’ve had quite enough.


April: I don’t give a shit what you’ve think. I’m a paying customer and I’m asking you for service.
Bartender: And I’m telling you that if you aren’t drunk you’re damn well on your way to getting there or worse. No.


[One of the bouncers of the bar, a burly man with blonde hair, a cowboy hat and blue jeans approaches April and puts a hand on her shoulder.]


Bouncer: I think it’s time for you to lay off and we’ll get you a ride on-


[Within a split second an enraged April has slammed the man’s head against the bar top, knocking him unconscious and startling the entire place. Several other bouncers surround April, but a lady in red shows up and tries to back the men off.]


??????: I’m so sorry! Please, I know her and I can try to get this young lady home! Please, just stand back and let me handle it, will you?


April: Wait…. you’re that woman who trained Azumi and some of the other girls, Manami, isn’t it?


Miss Manami: Yes. April, you’re lucky that you didn’t injure this poor man seriously. We really need to get you to a hotel or someplace where you can rest and sober up.


April: I don’t get drunk. I’ve nearly swigged this place dry and I barely feel a buzz. Now leave me alone.


Miss Manami: I’m afraid I can’t do that. In the state you’re in, alcohol and attitude, you’re not giving your profession a good look right now, or yourself. What would your family say if they saw you like this?


[Before Manami can continue, an incensed April is up to her feet, swinging with precision that would be seemingly impossible for someone who had consumed as much drink as she has, but Manami is able to dodge until April loses her discipline and starts swinging wildly. Blocking two blows in quick succession, Manami successfully applies a double chicken wing and take April down to the ground with seemingly little effort. As April screams and struggles Manami whispers harshly into her ear.]


Miss Manami: Stop making a spectacle of yourself! I know more about you than you think. Do you honestly think your father, God forbid your mother, would be happy to see you like this? What about all the opponents you have defeated? What about Consuela and Aria? Do you think they want to be associated, even as competitors, with a drunken, brawling fool!? Save your anger for your street fight!


[Listening to reason, April calms herself down and stops struggling, prompting Manami to stand up with her in tow and then release the grip. The rest of the bar is dead silent as April checks on the man she knocked out, making sure she’s revived before paying her tab and leaving. Manami quickly follows.]


Miss Manami: You’re not the first wrestler to try to find comfort in alcohol. Nor the first soldier.


April: Yeah…thanks. For in there. Saved me a little bit of trouble.


Miss Manami: I have a question. Who taught you how to wrestle?


April: Huh?


Miss Manami: Who taught you? I’ve noticed that even though you’re very technically sound, some of your tactics and holds are done a bit sloppily. I can help you with that if you like.


April: Don’t you have like 20 students to babysit in EAW already? Why do you care? What is so damn special about me that some “wrestling legend” descends from Mount Olympus to give me a helping hand?


Miss Manami: Because my career is almost finished. No disrespect is intended but I have been fighting in a pro wrestling ring almost as long as you’ve been alive. Not even a Goddess can be granted eternal youth in a sport like this. You’re much older than I was when I started, but the potential is still very much there for you to have a career that rivals anything that myself or any of my students can dream of. My goal when I came here was to not only test myself the final year of my career but pass on what I’ve learned to a new generation and not just my students. That is the difference between those who are above you right now and yourself: they have burning passion for what they do. They have goals that go beyond just winning the title. You must go beyond just being a hired gun and wanting to win gold to get where you have to go….and you also could use a little work on some of your submissions.


[April stands there for a moment, pondering the older woman’s words before shrugging her shoulders.]



April: I guess I could at least use a ride to a good hotel. And anybody who can take me down, even when I’m loaded like I am, I guess I could listen to what you must say for a while……

Jumped...jumped that's what happened to me last week, I was jumped by some damn former champion, who apprently wants to recapture her crown or her throne...or whatever but clearly she's going to cheat her way to doing it, if she can do it which I highly doubt that she will. I mean for starters Sheridan well she tried to roll with the boys and kick there asses, really girl really you ain't no ninth wonder of the world, you're not strong enough to hang with the boys and then you decided to return to the women's division, which I must say is a good choice but also a bad one. You see everyone makes those wrong decision the bad ones even me, but you see most people can fix there mistakes unfortunately for Sheridan she can't fix the fact that she's an embarrassment to the women's division, she should of hung up her boots when she made a fool of herself in the men's division that way she could of at least have gone out with some sort of dignity. She claims that nobody can beat her but clearly that's a big old lie. She just one big fraud and not to mention a walking, talking contradiction. She attack me from behind after all last week.

But now she's in a two on one situation now, .my partner is none other than Pandora, like really EAW really, I have to team with that waste of roster space really, last week I would of kicked her ass and won but then we'll Sheridan happened and now I have to team with Pandora like we are friends. I think not in fact I might just let her do all the work save .y energy for more important people, Pandora gets her ass kicked and I won't even break up the pin, now you may say that I'd petty but it is really not that petty I'm just thinking for myself call me vain I dare you but the only damn women on this roster that means a damn dime is me, this company just fails to see that because they are so far up Sheridan's ass they can't even find there way back out again. Oh yes I went there boo bloody good. But I will make this company find there way out of her ass and see the light that both Sheridan and my stupid partner this week Pandora are nothing but a waste of space and are just cluttering up the roster, maybe after this match EAW will do the right thing a d cut ties with both the sorry losers. Because let's face it they know I'm the best asset this company has.

So Sheridan come to Empire kick Pandora's ass or don't quite frankly I really don't give a crap because the only star in this match is me. Plain and simple I will prove that I am when I become a double champion and gold both women's titles simultaneously and you can bet you're bottom dollar on that.

Promotion, basically, Scott. That's why I'm here. I got music to sell, boy.

I don't do none of that selling that all these jamokes around here do now. I don't do that multiple personalities thing. Hell, I barely pretend that this isn't text your reading right now, Scott Diamond. Cutting edge, I know. 

But you really pegged it on the head there, bucko. We're destiny's playgirls right now, and we just can't be separated. Wanna tag team, Scott? Oh, oh! We could do that whole thing where we share the Hardcore title. Yeah, here's the idea, Scott. Dynasty. You and me. We hate each other, argh! I want that title, Scott Diamond! I'm gonna getchya! Match ensues. Everyone sees it normal. We end in it a draw? What is this?! Triple threat match! On to the next Dynasty, the universe still thinking we're not in sneaky cahoots! We take care of Zacharia. Done. Easy. He's out there broken on the side. Oh my, bah gawd! Double finisher! They're... pinning each other at the same time! Uno dos tres! Co-champs for the Hardcore title, once again! Then we do our buddy buddy thing, I turn on you, naturally, and then we do our whole little stint. 

Bring this title fame, my boy! Aight. They didn't hear that plan. Back to canon...

Ready! Break!

The spectacle, Scott Diamond, the spectacle is why I'm back. Not the spectacle of winning a title, not the spectacle of HAVING A DECENT RETURN AT PAIN FOR PRIDE 10 BECAUSE LETHAL CONSEQUENCE COULDN'T HAVE THAT... not the spectacle of big matches or big names. The one true spectacle in EAW that has stayed fresh for 10 years without shortcuts and cheesy punchlines and absurd arcs...

The spectacle of Lethal Consequences. 

It's one that is the apple of everyone's eye. It's a spectacle that the nuts of general managers on Dynasty and the bum of a commissioner should be proud to have back on the limelight of the red brand. Because if we're being frank here, this brand that we've been stuck on together, old pal, is dying at the tops. We know this. Dynasty brass knows this. The fans know this. They'd much rather see the grand spectacle of sparse promos from Consequences and Diamond. 

That could be what we call the co-champ duo!

No, Scott Diamond, I indeed not come back to mend my past; I've nothing to mend. And yes, Scott Diamond, when I get bored, when I'm not given what I want, when the people that are put in front of me are not up to my liking, I will grow tiresome. I will throw a fit, maybe, if EAW is lucky. If I don't got some pacifiers a la titles, I might yell and scream. 

But we all know I won't do that. I'll go away silently, leaving a black hole mass in my wake as the show gets fucked. The LClassic, they call it. 

So, Scott Diamond, it's not personal. No, you're a swell guy. But for the sake of the company, Scott, I'm going to have to win on Dynasty. No one wants to see Dynasty broken down on its knees, right in the middle where its needed the most. No, no, no, I just can't have that. This is my brand now, remember? I can't be the head of a brand that has no support, that's just paradoxical! 

I'm going to have to beat you, Scott. I know. It leaves you dead in the water. It leaves you going nowhere. It's what we all hate about EAW. I've had it happen. You've had it happen. We've all had it happen. But I can't do everything for everyone, Scott. You're just going to have to fend for yourself. Because after this FriSunday, Scott, you will be beat on Dynasty. 

And you'll no longer have good 'ol Lethal Consequences to prop you up on top of the card. 



And no, I don't really want to tag with you. I only tag with people I want to leave in a bloody, Masterful pulp in the middle of a FPV. 

(The scene starts with a dumb looking guy that may or may not work for EAW in some capacity. He’s just staring at his phone in the middle of the hallway just being an inconvenience to everyone. Clearly he didn’t have parents to teach him right from wrong, but that’s another story for another day. This fool is oblivious to the world around him, he thinks he’s the gift to the world.. BUT HE’S NOT! People are just slithering by him, trying to not make a scene and be polite like nice people. But he isn’t one of those people we call in modern times, polite.)

Dumb EAW Employee: Ha.. This girl is so hot, SWIPE RIGHT! Oh.. I didn’t match, this is a huge shock to me.. What a slut, probably sucks at sucking dick anyways whatever whore, you ain’t legend…

(In the background a inconspicuous bush slowly moves into frame. There’s nothing weird about it, moving bushes happen to be a huge epidemic in the backstage area of EAW, so no one suspects a thing. Slowly we see the heads of Jack Ripley and David Davidson peek out.. Just glaring at the dude. They give an angry slow shake of their heads, and go back into the bush. And slowly the bush moves close to the douche guy.)

Dumb Douche EAW Employee guy: These bitches don’t even deserve me, I’m doing them a favor by swiping right. 

(The bush moves closer and closer until it runs into the dude’s leg softly)

Dumb Douchey EAW Employee guy: Oi mate wot the fook?! Fooking bush and shit? Do you know who I am? I’m fookin…

Jack and David: HIiiiiyaaaaaaaaaaaa

(Jack and David jump out of the bush and tackle the doucher to the ground.)

Jack: WHERE’S OUR MONEY DOUCHE EMPLOYEE GUY!! HUH??!

Douche: AHH WHAT’S GOING ON?!


David: SHUDDUP YOU KNOW WHAT THIS IS!! YOU LOST THE BET, YOU OWE US MONEY!

Douche: COME ON GUYS I JUST NEED A LITTLE MORE TIME, MAYBE A LOAN?!! 

David: NO! NO MORE LOANS YOU’VE HAD TWO ALREADY WE BOUT TO FUCK YOU UP FAM

Jack: WE’RE NOT FUCKING AROUND ANYMORE, WE GONNA BREAK YOUR LEGS

David: YEAH YEA.. THEN WE GONNA.. WE GONNA.. SEW YOUR ASSHOLE SHUT..

Jack: David.. Please..

David: AND JUST KEEP FEEDING YOU…

Jack: David…

David: AND FEEDING YOU.. AND FEEEDING YOU..

Jack: DAVID!

David: WHAT!

Jack: I don’t think we’re allowed to say that.. Might be copy righted by a certain rap group..

David: Oh who? Are they good?

Jack: Oh.. You don’t know?

David: No… Hence why I’m asking

Jack: Just don’t say it… Don’t wanna break da rules.

David: Oh.. So um… OK WE GONNA.. WE GONNA LAY YO NUTSACK ON THE TABLE AND JUST BANG DEM WITH A HAMMER BLAAAH

Jack: Oh.. Clearly you’ve heard the song..

David: Oh what song?

Jack: The one you’re.. Never mind.. LISTEN HERE DOUCHE.. GET OUR MONEY.. OR ALL THESE THINGS WILL HAPPEN TO YOU, NOW RUN ALONG SKET.AND TELL YOUR FRIENDS THAT THE HIGH ROLLERZ ARE BACK ON DA GAMBLING WAGON..

David: When did we stop?

Jack: Oh.. ON CAMERA!!

David: Oh true. So like I just remembered we have a match this week? I suppose we should talk about that!

(David snaps his fingers and the next thing you know, Jack and David are sitting in The RAD Betting Agency. David is doing dope stuff. Jack is doing equally as dope stuff. David opens his mouth, indicating he is about to talk.)


David: Well here we are, bright and early, working that champion schedule, you know? It’s (David checks his watch) 8 PM. Oh, awkward. Time flies when you’re living such a dope life. To those watching this, I don’t expect you to be able to relate to such a luxurious lifestyle, so let’s skip that and just get down to the nitty gritty, shall we?! HARUUUUUNAAAA AND AZZZUMIIII, AKA THE…oh wait, that’s their tag team name. How clever. Way to think outside the box, ladies. But I mean, simplicity does suit you, so I dig it. So like, hey, guess what? I don’t like you. I don’t like either one of you, as a matter of fact. Yeah take that. Your feelings are soooo hurt right now, don’t even try to put on a brave face and tell me otherwise. As for the reason why I don’t like you, it’s because you guys are trying to take our titles away. At least that’s the end goal, is it not? However, that is something we don’t have to worry about because for the first time ever, our opponents have to earn the right to challenge us for these prestigious titles we hold so near and dear to our hearts. Because for so long, it’s been the opposite. We faced Finn and Kelly at some Dynasty FPV because they were the default team, not because they earned it. Before our match they only had like one team win under their belts. But in the eyes of management, that was good enough for a title shot. Lioncross and Nobi got two title opportunities and why? No seriously, why? What warranted them another shot after losing the first time? Because it was Lioncross’ farewell match and deserved a proper sendoff?! Plot twist, he didn’t deserve squat! And RoViper? They faced us off reputation alone. They had it made. They didn’t have to jump through hoops to get what they wanted. Instead they get what they want, when they want, no questions asked…even with a general manager hating their guts, odd right? So yeah, we got sick of our opponents getting these handouts. I mean, we are not just the tag team champions, WE ARE THE TAG TEAM DIVISION… so it’s about time we took matter into our own hands. No longer will we bite our tongues and twiddle our thumbs and act as if it’s no big deal when our future opponents get opportunities handed to them, like a collection plate at church. YOU HAVE TO EARN IT!! Now usually to determine a number one contender for a title in EAW, two competitors will have a fight to the death, where the man or woman left standing would get a future title shot. Okay, neither one would actually die, but it sounded more badass in my head. Now, seeing as how we have weeded out the tag team division, Haruna and Azumi aren’t so lucky. To even get a glimpse at these titles, they have to beat us. Sound easy enough right? Oh wait a minute, that’s actually difficult as fuck for them. Poor Haruna and Azumi. But make no mistake about it, neither one of them deserve your sympathy because they signed up for this. They’ll get what’s coming to them…and that is a beating of a lifetime! 

This Saturday night, Jack and I are gonna eat you alive! That..that sounded better in my head. It’s all about context people. Don’t take it out of context, sheesh. I think this is a perfect time to lay down some ground rules for this match. Number one, no hair pulling. I just got a fresh cut last night. Don’t fuck it up, please. Rule number two, no grabbing under the belt. You will be tempted many times throughout the match, but don’t do it. If you try it, alarms will go off like if you were trying to steal a billion dollar painting at an art museum. Rule number three, there are no rules! Well except the two rules I mentioned, of course. That goes without saying. But anything else goes. That’s how we do. We are hardcore as fuck! With that said, allow me to take this time to address the main points you made earlier today when you decided to open your mouths. An unfortunate decision you made, but oh well. Life is all about learning from your mistakes. Let’s start with Azumi. This “Ace of Empire” crap, stop. Just stop. I don’t get the point of it. Is it an actual thing? Or just a nickname you gave yourself? Like I recall Alex Anderson calling himself the Ace of EAW two years ago, he even made his own championship.. and let’s just say it never worked out for him. Just like this “Control in the Vault” briefcase you have. I must have missed it when you won it, but congrats nonetheless. However, for these next few minutes, let’s throw your nicknames and achievements to the side because neither of them matter when it comes to the art of tag team wrestling. Now I’ve noticed that the both of you have been apart of a tag team in the past, just with different partners. Haruna with Jade Knight and I believe Ariana Lopez? And you Azumi, I once again do not recall. Was it Stephanie? If so, cool. If not, cool. Not going to lose a single second of sleep either way. The point is, the both of you have had your go when it comes to tag team rasslin and the both of you walked away empty-handed. Spoiler alert, the pattern will continue soon enough. And tell me Azumi, why didn’t you win these titles? Is it because your chemistry was off? Bingo. That has to be a driving force because you would go on to turn on your partner. And now you just assume Haruna will trust you because of the ring on your finger? Congrats once again on that by the way! But to me, that ring doesn’t mean shit. That’s coming from someone who doesn’t believe in marriage, by the way. I know Jack is married and good for you buddy, I was the best best-man ever! But as for me, I see it like this. I’m in my early twenties. I don’t get why I would want to tie myself down and spend the rest of my life with one partner, when I could have multiple. I need variety. Plus it would be selfish of me to be exclusive. That’s not fair to the rest of the hot chicks out there. I’m doing this for them. I’m a man of the people. 

Yes, yes…you’re welcome. The only reason why I’m even shining light on that ring is because you believe that since you two are married, it means you automatically have better camaraderie. That your chemistry is unmatched. That you know what the other is thinking at all times. But tell me Azumi, how long have you known Haruna? Because I’ve known Jack for 23 years. Another question, when you came to EAW, did you two debut as a team? When you signed your name on the dotted line, was it your main goal to win these titles?! I think not. These titles don’t mean a damn thing to you and that’s what pisses me off the most. Oh you chose to come back to the tag division? Oh wow, we are so lucky. Let me bow in your presence and throw rose petals at your feet. Haha, nah. Only thing I’ll throw your way are tomatoes, yelling at you to get out of my ring, or punches. You want equal rights, correct? Nice, because you can get equal lefts too. BAM! POW! WHAM! I honestly don’t believe in hitting women. Mama Davidson raised me right. But since you’ve agreed to this, I won’t let up because of your gender. A jaw is a jaw. I’m guessing they feel the same when I break yours. The more I think about it, the more I realize that this is just another experiment. Just another match to push the agenda that women are equal to men in the ring and in some cases, it’s true. But, yes there is a but, only if it’s someone like Cameron Ella Ava, hmu btw, yeah I just used text lingo because I’m that smooth, or The Heart Break Gal. They’ve both succeeded in this crossover or whatever you wanna call it. But then we have women like Sheridan and Aria, who also tried to push the envelope, but crashed and burned. You will join them in that sense. Look at me, Azumi, Haruna…I want to make this perfectly clear when I say this won’t be some chapter to add to your success story. This won’t be a happily ever after. This isn’t a dream. Au contraire! This? This will be your nightmare. You can come at us with everything you got, use every single move in your arsenal, leave no stone unturned, but it won’t be enough. BECAUSE YOU ARE NOT ENOUGH! AZUMI AND HARUNA ARE NOT ENOUGH TO TOPPLE THE GREATEST TAG TEAM IN PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING HISTORY! You are JUST Haruna and Azumi. You are JUST another team we will run through. But in your minds, you think you’re more…and what a dangerous line of thinking you have chosen. You think you have more value, you think your words carry weight. You fools, don’t you see? You’re making the same mistake as every other team before you. You aren’t honest with yourselves. You hype yourselves up too damn much. You convince yourselves that you not only have a chance of beating us, but you actually believe you’ll do it and later on, take our titles. You’re not some special snowflake. You aren’t unique. You’re a duplicate, a carbon copy. So after our match is over and you are left hurting physically and mentally, you can go join the “High Rollerz kicked our ass” support group. I believe they meet every Wednesday at 7:29 PM. Why not 7:30? I have no clue. But I believe Brian Daniels brings his homemade pigs in a blanket for snacks afterwards, so it’ll be worth it. 

But it’s fine. Don’t believe us. Don’t watch our previous matches. Don’t listen to the words that come out of our mouths. We aren’t credible champions to you. You’ve made that clear, especially you Azumi. To you we are no Brian Daniels and Cy Henderson. We are no Drake and Jones. That’s all fine and dandy. But perhaps what impresses me the most is you said all of this with a straight face. But I guess we’ll share something in common with those two teams you named soon enough. Just like when they ran this division, you weren’t able to take their titles away and you certainly won’t pull the plug on our reign. That’s just wishful thinking. And you know what? I won’t try to take that away from you. Think what you want. Let the delusional toxic waste flow through you. As for you Haruna, hi. If this was any other week against any other opponent, I’d be rooting you on. But I mean, you are kind of facing us so I kind of want to see you fall flat on that beautiful face of yours. It’s not personal, right? At least, it’s not to me. Just us swatting away two more pests that are flying a little too close to our titles. So just like Azumi, this is your return to the tag team scene. You teamed with Jade Knight and Lopez right? I don’t remember Knight, if I’m being honest. And you and Lopez showed some promise as a tandem until you fizzled out. Third time’s the charm, right? Or perhaps you wake up tomorrow morning, look in the mirror and stare at your reflection, and be honest with yourself when you say maybe you’re not cut out as a tag team partner, which is fine. Not many people are. Most people are only in this business for themselves, which is the second main reason as to why the division is so dead. The first? Because we are holding these titles and as long as we are your EAW Unified Tag Team Champions, most people realize it’ll only be a waste of time for them to try to steal these from us. When I listen to you Haruna, I can’t help but feel like you’re disinterested. Perhaps I’m wrong because I know English isn’t your first language, which is fine, but when you say stuff like, “We are here because The High Rollerz can’t be the only tag team hanging around this place.” It’s like Azumi is twisting your arm and forcing you to face us. Haruna, blink twice if you’re being held against your will! But in all seriousness, I want to see more fire from you. I want to sense just how badly you want these titles. But if this potential rivalry is only your backup plan, then do us and yourself a favor and don’t show up. Don’t waste the champs’ time. It’s valuable.  You should know better. Just like when you say something like “the fate of the tag division rests in our hands”…you should know better. That’s ridiculous! It doesn’t make sense anyways. But you know what? That’s about all I have to say regarding this match. At least for today. I’m sure you’ll give me more material to sink my teeth into later this week and I for one cannot wait. But just know that the pressure rests on your shoulders, not ours. You lose this match? Say goodbye to your precious title match down on the line. We are sitting pretty. We have absolutely nothing to worry about. 



Jack: You know, when the going gets tough, and bad shit is going down, people always talk about how they don’t want to talk about the present, they want to talk about the future. But when things are going well people always want to talk about the present. You see what sets the High Rollerz apart from everyone else is we have every aspect of life thought-out at all times. We have the present in the our sights, we’re ready for anything that comes our way. But that doesn’t mean we don’t have a plan for the future, that’s what has made us both very rich men. We know how to manipulate the system and make things go into our favor. We have this whole wrestling thing planned out, we look to the future and we gotta wear sunglasses because they so bright. We have put future assets on lock, we have investments where need be, we have built our future, block by block by living in the present. We take calculated risks, that’s what gambling is about right? Well the definition of gambling is to take risky action in the hope of a desired result. Everyone views what we do as gambling but the thing is we don’t gamble. We have a plan set out that pans out for us every time, because we know exactly what we are doing. Some may see it as “cheating”, counting cards and what not.. But I just think we’re very fortunate, we’re lucky. We were born with lucky horseshoes around our necks and a four leaf clover in our hands we were born lucky. Things just pan out for us. Mix the luck we were born with, with the intelligence that was bestowed upon us, and we are unstoppable. ALSO! Mix in the fact that we have chemistry like no other and I don’t know, we become god like when it comes to Tag Team wrestling. Hell you can clump all of wrestling as a whole. We are undeniably the best tag team this company has seen in years, and will see ever in my humble opinion. Fact of the matter is Haruna and Azumi have ran their mouths… After talking about another match that they clearly are viewing as more important.. And they didn’t really sound very smart. Azumi thinks that because she is married to Haruna that they have more chemistry than us. Well, ok let me get this straight… Ha. Anyways because you two are gay lovers you have better chemistry than us? Hear that David we have to be gay in order to have the goat chemistry. JUST KIDDING! Fact 50% of marriages wind up in divorce. But friendships? They last forever. And you know the thing is, we’ve proven how goat our chemistry is. You two have not. Sure you might have some scissoring chemistry but that won’t help you here. Oh you can get Haruna to cum, congrats! That won’t win you any matches. Have you two ever even had a wrestling match that wasn’t in the bedroom against each other where everyone was the winner? You see that’s what you don’t understand Azumi…. That’s one of many things that you don’t understand Azumi. Those tag teams that you speak of that always end broken up, they’re just thrown together, or have alternative motives. They weren’t life long friends that wanted to do this since they were  born. Do you understand what we’re doing right now? We’re living our dream, and we never want to wake up from it. The High Rollerz have ascended to levels that no one ever thought possible, and we will only continue to grow, and expand. We want the High Rollerz to be a enterprise known the world over, we have started a business that will garner praise and adulation for centuries to come. When people look back they will look at the High Rollerz for the template of exactly what needs to be done to be successful in life. As for you two, do you two really put yourselves on the same level as RoViper? Stuffed Crust? Matt Squared? I mean yeah they weren’t great, but what makes you two so great? Other than the chemistry you claim to have. You’re not a protege vet duo, you’re right. You’re not indy darlings, you’re right. You’re not a team from yesteryear, correct. But to say that you’re the perfect duo to take us down? Well that’s where the correctness… What makes you two the perfect  duo? The fact that you have no singles success? The fact you couldn’t cut it in the wrestling business and made this last ditch effort to find some form of success? No, no you’re pathetic, you’re both pathetic. 

Azumi you said it yourself, we’re tag team wrestlers, and that’s “all we are”. Which is a pretty bold claim, seeing that you really haven't seen us wrestle against anyone in the singles division. But hey the thing with that is.. Ahem… We are wrestling in a tag team match!! OH WOW THAT ISH CRAY! So what you’re saying is, we’ve built this legacy as tag team wrestlers, as tag team champions, to be known as tag team wrestlers? And that’s a bad thing… How? You do know you’re trying to wrestle for these titles right? Are you dumb? If you think being a tag team champion makes you seen as a tag team wrestler… no shit by the way.. And saying this in a negative light.. Then why the hell are you going for these titles? Why are you nasty little gnats bothering us? Haruna literally said on the feed that she’s lowering herself to the tag team division. So why the hell are you even challenging us? You don’t want to be tag team champions, you don’t care about that. You two have just gone so long without actual success that you want to try and come to this division that we have decimated, to this graveyard that we’ve created, and try your luck because this is the last resort. You’re right, we don’t have much competition, which is why you two had such an easy time slithering your way into this match. I mean Haruna have you ever even won a match before? Ok.. I know you have.. But at FPV’s? This is a legitimate question, because I'm pretty sure I heard that you have never won a match at an FPV, and you’ve been here for a whiiiile. Uh oh Haruna… I don’t know if you knew this but.. If you win this week.. And that’s a big if, you’re going to have to challenge us for these lowly titles at a *gasp* FPV! Your biggest enemy! So sad. I asked you on the feed about what happens after we beat you. When your last resort doesn’t even work, what happens next? You didn’t answer my question, and your wife stepped in to protect you, so I’ll ask again. What happens? This is your last resort as you’ve clearly stated, do you retire knowing that you’ve been an absolute failure in EAW? Not a bad option honestly. You can be a stay at home mom with the kid that you two adopt. Azumi the fact of the matter is, everyone knows we’re the best, you can say that we only beat on local talent but really? Look around you, who else are we going to fight? We’ve already beaten everyone on the roster. Ryan Marx, Lannister, HBG, Lioncross, Nobi, Knights of the Dawning.. Whoever was in that tag team.. Everyone on this roster, we’ve beaten. And would you look at that? We’re in the main event of Showdown this week, and you can be damn sure that isn’t because of you two. This isn’t our first rodeo, we’re used to the limelight, we’re used to the main event, and we’re used to winning. Just because you two after months or years of dating decided that you’re actually going to try being a tag team… Which was an obvious thing to do, not sure why it took so long.. But that doesn’t mean you should get whisked away to main event caliber talent. No.. We’re going to show you just why we’re the measuring stick of this division, and will be for years to come. Do you understand what you two are doing right now? You’re pushing your relationship to the brink. You're going to find out just how strong your relationship truly is. In the face of adversity people truly show who they are. Are you a couple that can handle adversity and failure? Or are you two the type that crumble from the pressure of the bad times? We’re gonna find out this week. 

(With that, the scene fades to black)

 
She sees me and thinks I’m afraid of her? Be afraid what? Nothing, that’s what, I don’t fear any kind of man, woman, creature or even it’s just a plain challenge. See I might have “disrespected” Manami but I don’t disrespect the values she and other people have taught me. The burning spirit mentality, it burns brightly for me unlike yours, it’s a wildfire ready to consume everything you throw at it but at the end of all this, you think that I’m disrespecting her as a wrestler. That’s not the case, I just don’t like the idea that you are the heir to her throne and it’s not like I want it. I’m just looking out for JET… it’s the place where a small Okinawan girl started her road to becoming The Ace. You won’t understand something like that because you were brought in as this over-hyped half-breed. Finding a small second home in a place where you pretty much lived for a majority of your career. No, because you walked in and once the big contract from EAW came in, you sold out. Hell, I became sell out to progress my career but I came in at that point with a bigger image in mind. To help spread the idea of Joshi wrestling, sure over the course of my EAW rookie year, that mentality changed and I guess that’s what wanting to become the best does to you.
 
That’s all I live for right now, Matsuda. To prove that I am the best pro-wrestler in this company when I make claims about being the best, I will go above and beyond to prove that point because I truly believe everything I say about being the best. And it’s not something that comes out of my lineage, NOPE… Speaking of lineage, do you want to know what I think about it? Nothing, I don’t have enough time and effort to care… All I have to care about is my career, my legacy that I will create. Sure those people you named off are pioneers of the older days but right now we’re living in the modern day wrestling world. A cut-throat business where I’ve had to cut ties and bonds so I can make it to this point, to become The Ace Of Empire. To become a figurehead for modern Joshi Wrestling, I’ve had to yell and declare to the world that I am the greatest; I’m the best around here. I didn’t get graced with natural talent, or unlimited potential like Manami-sensei did. I created the potential for myself and I proved that Azumi Goto is the biggest force to be reckoned with on Empire.
 
By the way, you can skip this part, Half-Breed because I need to have a little one-to-one talk with Sensei
 
See this entire challenge for you is to know if the old me exists if that girl who she had trained still exists and to that I say. That Azumi is still here and is better than ever, top of the world right now. You want the side of me that never died to show up? Well, it’s gonna. I still train much harder than anyone; I still haven’t stop wrestling in the ring like every match will be my last. Sure the goals behind it have changed but the person in the ring hasn’t. You say I’ve become unfocused, WRONG! I’ve become ten times more focused, I’ve become much more driven since I’ve put on that wedding ring. I’ve got to live up to the expectation of a loved one now, Manami. So where ever you are watching this video know this you called out my marriage… bad call on your part.
 
It’s weird but out of everyone you certainly knew how to push my buttons. You knew what ticked me off, calling out everything I’ve done. It’s not like you haven’t stabbed others to get far in this business. You’ve been like that with me for as long as I can remember because you wanted to mold me in your image. If this is the only challenge you have for me, then I’m sorry but I feel insulted. If you’re thinking Stephanie is going humble me, sorry for messing it all up for you but she going need to kill me if she has a chance of stopping me from reaching my goal of surpassing you. Take care, and do watch this match. Because I don’t plan on inheriting your crown but instead ripping it from you and taking it as my own!
 
Back to you Matsuda-Senpai, I’m nowhere near being Cloudy 2.0 because I don’t match the description of being someone like you. I don’t have an interest in rap music, I didn’t use the custody of a loved one in a match and I’m right now not in the mood of following Manami’s every order. I rather kill myself than be your copy. I'm the One & Only, meanwhile you might be Manami 2.0, isn't that a better nickname? Because you aren't a queen, you're more like a little pawn 
 
So, in the end, I did commit some sins and screw rehab, I don’t need because, in the end, I’m like every other person in this company, corrupted and willing to step on anyone to become The Best that but what about your sins, Matsuda? You became selfish and thought everyone was siding with Tarah over you, you joined The Sanatorium, lost the CUSTODY of a little girl and let go of everything you Manami-sensei taught you when you were in The Coven. AND YET you have the audacity to call me out for sinning.
 

Your trial will be on Thursday. When that match happens I shall personally be your Judge, Jury, and Executioner!