Post by Julianna DiMaria on Jun 30, 2017 1:40:01 GMT -5
“Not THIS Again”
Date: June 28, 2017
Julianna DiMaria is sitting down on a chair in a studio flipping through the wrestling magazine that has her on the cover. However, in spite of that, she has a scorned, annoyed look on her face knowing that the camera is on, but at the same time, she’s trying to figure out the best way to channel said frustration and anger. Julianna takes a quick glance and sees that the camera is recording and then places the magazine with the cover down on her lap. The San Diego native continues to express annoyance as she lets out a sigh. Julianna shakes her head, gathering her final thoughts as she shows off her magazine cover to the camera as she begins to speak her mind.
Julianna DiMaria: Before I get started, I just wanted to let you all know that you MUST pick up the latest edition of Southern California Wrestling Scene not JUST because I’m on the cover this month but because I speak candid and honest thoughts of every single one of you losers! I mean, seriously. What in God’s name is wrong with this locker room? I mean, if you aren’t all so busy fucking each other, you’re wasting my time, breathing my air and clogging my timeline with your ask.fm bullshit that nobody cares about. If you all want to do a Q&A about yourselves, schedule an interview for a magazine or something, or do some kind of convention, or just SOMETHING! You know? I mean GOD, you bastards are so fucking ANNOYING! That’s okay. I know it’s not all your fault. As my mother always says, the actions of a locker room are influenced by their representative as the champion so I can’t really blame you idiots too much because I know that there is no decorum in this locker room because of Ryan Keys. Don’t worry, I am not going to dive into it with him TOO much, though I will say this. I am very frustrated lately. Speaking of lack of locker room decorum, that was such CRAP with what happened with my tag team match last month. I mean, here I was, about to defeat the Messiahs then THEY get involved and screw me over, causing Scotty and I to get disqualified? REALLY? UGH! You idiots are too much, I swear to fucking God! Now I go into my next match REALLY needing to win because I haven’t won since that battle royal at Origins and I’m STARVING for ANY kind of momentum going into my West Coast Championship challenge at Rise. And the good news is, I am going to get that chance.
Julianna pauses, letting out a deep breath as she puts the magazine back down on her lamp. After this brief pause, she continues.
Julianna: The bad news is, I have to deal with the Messiahs. AGAIN! As if dealing with them ONCE wasn’t annoying enough.
But fine, it is what it is. I am going to get mine at Hype and I want to say that I feel sorry for you Venus due to the fact that you had absolutely nothing to do with what happened last month but I’d be lying to you. Sorry, you’re going to be the target of all the rage that has been bottled up inside of me ever since Origins when ryan won the title in the first place. Okay, I lied again. I can’t use ALL of it because I have to save what I can for Rise, but you know what I mean. I come into this match with you frustrated not just because of what I just mentioned, but because I know for a fact that as far as this company goes, I am WAY better than what my WCG win-loss record indicates and I’m TIRED of catching all the bad breaks like I did last month. I’m SICK of this nonsense Venus and I am going to start racking up some victories and I am going to start DOMINATING and it’s all going to start with you. For starters, being as blunt as I always am, you are a stupid bitch, okay? A stupid! Fucking! Bitch! Why do I say this? Because you are a member of the Messiahs that’s why. You actually… BOUGHT... into their nonsense. Don’t you get a feeling that maybe, just maybe, it’s all a bunch of lies? Did you not see their attitude toward me as the month leading up to the last Hype went along? Did you not notice that at first, they started off cordial and they wanted to make me one of them and then as the month rolled along and as I kept telling them “no’, they started getting angrier and angrier until they showed their true colors?
No seriously, you did notice that right? How my constant rejection and dismissal of their ideologies pissed them off? They went from “join us, we want to be your army” to “bitch, we’re going to fucking kill you”. Listen Venus, girl to girl, that’s a red flag. What if you do the same thing sometime? What if you say “no” to them? Are they going to make threats like that to you? Are they going to beat you down? Do you have ANY idea what you’re getting yourself into? No you don’t! You see, I look at you and I see what I would have been if I wasn’t as strong as I am. My parents taught me to ALWAYS be strong and to NEVER let anyone take advantage of me and those are lessons I take to heart. People want to criticize me for being an outsider and not having many friends in this business, but at the end of the day, those people are STUPID! Why would you willingly want to be friends with someone? We live in a world where it’s every person for themselves, Venus. Do you not realize that? Do you not realize that the Messiahs are just using you to advance their cause and how you’re little more than proverbial arm candy just for them to parade around? You sold your soul for what? Too feel special? So that you could actually have something in your life so you don’t feel like such a piece of shit human being that you actually are? Having close friends in this business is equivalent to career suicide, Venus and that’s why I keep my distance. I am not going to develop a close friendship with ANYONE in this business, otherwise I am setting myself up to fail.
...you know… like you!
I don’t mind allies, like say Jess Hardy or Scotty Latimer. But close friends? No. Just no. I’m not looking to be involved in WCG’s growing Glee Club where everyone wants to hold hands, be friends, sing campfire songs on the beach while drinking alcohol and then eventually fucking each other’s brains out. I mean, okay, you’re NOT involved with that and I’ll give you credit where credit is due there, but that’s all the positives I will say about you. I want to know what the fuck went through your head when you decided that joining the Messiahs was a good idea and would be a productive thing for your life and career. Maybe you grew up in a hard life and their “rage against the machine” message related to you? Quite possibly. Maybe you felt like you didn’t belong due to some sort of childhood trauma? I’d say that’s more plausible than not. Or maybe you’re such a failure at life itself that you literally had a void that you were desperate to fill? VERY possible. Just by looking at you, I can tell that you’re one of those “fight to survive, not win” types and I can respect that a LITTLE because that’s something my father and generation upon generation in his family had to do way back in Italy from the beginning of time, but still. This is NOT the way to survive! This is NOT the way to make a positive living in this business. Come Hype, I am going to have to show you the REAL way to do it and the irony of it is, I am NOT going to allow you to survive. No, I’m coming in with a bigger killer instinct than ever. I’m TIRED of the frustrating losses in WCG because I know I am better than what happened to me a month ago. I KNOW I can beat anyone in WCG on any given night because HELLO, did I NOT beat a Redemption roster member in the quarterfinals of the Super Falcon Cup tournament? Did I NOT beat Bad Haircut Wannabe Boss Bitch in the first round of the All-Female Invitational… you know, the same tournament YOU were in at one point? How’d you do in that tournament by the way?
Oh right, you lost. Surprise, surprise!
Get used to feeling like a loser… oh wait, you already are used to it because that’s what you’ve been your whole life. That’s why you quit on this life and society and joined the Messiahs. You were too weak to say “no” to them and you just said “fuck it, I have no purpose” and decided to essentially throw your life away. But I wasn’t weak, Venus. No, I stayed vigilant and even though your buddies went from liking me to mocking me and threatening me, I STILL stuck to my guns. Even with this frustrating streak of futility I’m experiencing in WCG right now, I’m STILL picking myself up and fighting. I don’t NEED friends for that! I don’t NEED a shoulder to cry on. I don’t need to jump on some overblown cult that is nothing special or different from the rest of the “rage against the machine” type people that have plagued our industry for decades. I could have been like you. I could have just mailed it in and been satisfied being a lesser being under the thumb of someone else, but no, not my style. Never will be! You won’t see me shopping at Hot Topic and hoarding razor blades now and by the way, I REALLY hope you hoarded enough because you’re going to need a blade or two or ten once I beat you and put you in your place.
Okay fine, enough stereotypes. Let’s REALLY get serious.
Come Hype, you are going to experience what not just a strong, independent woman is like but also what a championship contender is like and I hope you take this experience and I hope you embrace it Venus, because that’s the closest that you are ever going to get to experiencing what being a champion feels like. I am going to do what I should have done without the 7th Circle bailing your boys out a month ago and I am going to expose this ideology for the flaw that it is and ultimately, Venus, I am going to make a display and an example out of you. I am going to use YOU to show the GLEE CLUB and all the Ryan Keys apologists what a champion looks like between those ropes. Who needs friends anyway, right? Seriously! Who the hell needs them? I don’t! I got by quite well in the Independent scene without them. I got through my childhood pretty okay without them too. Your boys aren’t saving you. Ryan Keys isn’t saving you. The 7th Circle isn’t going to save you. Come July 1, I am going to finish my unfinished business and get my overdue win over the Messiahs that was taken from me by a couple of incompetent bastards who picked the wrong time and the wrong place to try to go after you fuckers.
I do admit Venus, that it is a bit unfair that you have to suffer for the sins of others.
But life isn’t fair, is it? Poor baby!
I hope mommy and daddy have your pacifier ready when you’re crying yourself to sleep once I’m through with shattering every bit of you on the 1st of July.
Julianna shrugs, indicating a lack of remorse for her words. She stands up to turn off the camera that was in front of her and walks off with her magazine cover in her hands feeling a little bit better that she got some frustrations off of her chest.
Date: June 28, 2017
Julianna DiMaria is sitting down on a chair in a studio flipping through the wrestling magazine that has her on the cover. However, in spite of that, she has a scorned, annoyed look on her face knowing that the camera is on, but at the same time, she’s trying to figure out the best way to channel said frustration and anger. Julianna takes a quick glance and sees that the camera is recording and then places the magazine with the cover down on her lap. The San Diego native continues to express annoyance as she lets out a sigh. Julianna shakes her head, gathering her final thoughts as she shows off her magazine cover to the camera as she begins to speak her mind.
Julianna DiMaria: Before I get started, I just wanted to let you all know that you MUST pick up the latest edition of Southern California Wrestling Scene not JUST because I’m on the cover this month but because I speak candid and honest thoughts of every single one of you losers! I mean, seriously. What in God’s name is wrong with this locker room? I mean, if you aren’t all so busy fucking each other, you’re wasting my time, breathing my air and clogging my timeline with your ask.fm bullshit that nobody cares about. If you all want to do a Q&A about yourselves, schedule an interview for a magazine or something, or do some kind of convention, or just SOMETHING! You know? I mean GOD, you bastards are so fucking ANNOYING! That’s okay. I know it’s not all your fault. As my mother always says, the actions of a locker room are influenced by their representative as the champion so I can’t really blame you idiots too much because I know that there is no decorum in this locker room because of Ryan Keys. Don’t worry, I am not going to dive into it with him TOO much, though I will say this. I am very frustrated lately. Speaking of lack of locker room decorum, that was such CRAP with what happened with my tag team match last month. I mean, here I was, about to defeat the Messiahs then THEY get involved and screw me over, causing Scotty and I to get disqualified? REALLY? UGH! You idiots are too much, I swear to fucking God! Now I go into my next match REALLY needing to win because I haven’t won since that battle royal at Origins and I’m STARVING for ANY kind of momentum going into my West Coast Championship challenge at Rise. And the good news is, I am going to get that chance.
Julianna pauses, letting out a deep breath as she puts the magazine back down on her lamp. After this brief pause, she continues.
Julianna: The bad news is, I have to deal with the Messiahs. AGAIN! As if dealing with them ONCE wasn’t annoying enough.
But fine, it is what it is. I am going to get mine at Hype and I want to say that I feel sorry for you Venus due to the fact that you had absolutely nothing to do with what happened last month but I’d be lying to you. Sorry, you’re going to be the target of all the rage that has been bottled up inside of me ever since Origins when ryan won the title in the first place. Okay, I lied again. I can’t use ALL of it because I have to save what I can for Rise, but you know what I mean. I come into this match with you frustrated not just because of what I just mentioned, but because I know for a fact that as far as this company goes, I am WAY better than what my WCG win-loss record indicates and I’m TIRED of catching all the bad breaks like I did last month. I’m SICK of this nonsense Venus and I am going to start racking up some victories and I am going to start DOMINATING and it’s all going to start with you. For starters, being as blunt as I always am, you are a stupid bitch, okay? A stupid! Fucking! Bitch! Why do I say this? Because you are a member of the Messiahs that’s why. You actually… BOUGHT... into their nonsense. Don’t you get a feeling that maybe, just maybe, it’s all a bunch of lies? Did you not see their attitude toward me as the month leading up to the last Hype went along? Did you not notice that at first, they started off cordial and they wanted to make me one of them and then as the month rolled along and as I kept telling them “no’, they started getting angrier and angrier until they showed their true colors?
No seriously, you did notice that right? How my constant rejection and dismissal of their ideologies pissed them off? They went from “join us, we want to be your army” to “bitch, we’re going to fucking kill you”. Listen Venus, girl to girl, that’s a red flag. What if you do the same thing sometime? What if you say “no” to them? Are they going to make threats like that to you? Are they going to beat you down? Do you have ANY idea what you’re getting yourself into? No you don’t! You see, I look at you and I see what I would have been if I wasn’t as strong as I am. My parents taught me to ALWAYS be strong and to NEVER let anyone take advantage of me and those are lessons I take to heart. People want to criticize me for being an outsider and not having many friends in this business, but at the end of the day, those people are STUPID! Why would you willingly want to be friends with someone? We live in a world where it’s every person for themselves, Venus. Do you not realize that? Do you not realize that the Messiahs are just using you to advance their cause and how you’re little more than proverbial arm candy just for them to parade around? You sold your soul for what? Too feel special? So that you could actually have something in your life so you don’t feel like such a piece of shit human being that you actually are? Having close friends in this business is equivalent to career suicide, Venus and that’s why I keep my distance. I am not going to develop a close friendship with ANYONE in this business, otherwise I am setting myself up to fail.
...you know… like you!
I don’t mind allies, like say Jess Hardy or Scotty Latimer. But close friends? No. Just no. I’m not looking to be involved in WCG’s growing Glee Club where everyone wants to hold hands, be friends, sing campfire songs on the beach while drinking alcohol and then eventually fucking each other’s brains out. I mean, okay, you’re NOT involved with that and I’ll give you credit where credit is due there, but that’s all the positives I will say about you. I want to know what the fuck went through your head when you decided that joining the Messiahs was a good idea and would be a productive thing for your life and career. Maybe you grew up in a hard life and their “rage against the machine” message related to you? Quite possibly. Maybe you felt like you didn’t belong due to some sort of childhood trauma? I’d say that’s more plausible than not. Or maybe you’re such a failure at life itself that you literally had a void that you were desperate to fill? VERY possible. Just by looking at you, I can tell that you’re one of those “fight to survive, not win” types and I can respect that a LITTLE because that’s something my father and generation upon generation in his family had to do way back in Italy from the beginning of time, but still. This is NOT the way to survive! This is NOT the way to make a positive living in this business. Come Hype, I am going to have to show you the REAL way to do it and the irony of it is, I am NOT going to allow you to survive. No, I’m coming in with a bigger killer instinct than ever. I’m TIRED of the frustrating losses in WCG because I know I am better than what happened to me a month ago. I KNOW I can beat anyone in WCG on any given night because HELLO, did I NOT beat a Redemption roster member in the quarterfinals of the Super Falcon Cup tournament? Did I NOT beat Bad Haircut Wannabe Boss Bitch in the first round of the All-Female Invitational… you know, the same tournament YOU were in at one point? How’d you do in that tournament by the way?
Oh right, you lost. Surprise, surprise!
Get used to feeling like a loser… oh wait, you already are used to it because that’s what you’ve been your whole life. That’s why you quit on this life and society and joined the Messiahs. You were too weak to say “no” to them and you just said “fuck it, I have no purpose” and decided to essentially throw your life away. But I wasn’t weak, Venus. No, I stayed vigilant and even though your buddies went from liking me to mocking me and threatening me, I STILL stuck to my guns. Even with this frustrating streak of futility I’m experiencing in WCG right now, I’m STILL picking myself up and fighting. I don’t NEED friends for that! I don’t NEED a shoulder to cry on. I don’t need to jump on some overblown cult that is nothing special or different from the rest of the “rage against the machine” type people that have plagued our industry for decades. I could have been like you. I could have just mailed it in and been satisfied being a lesser being under the thumb of someone else, but no, not my style. Never will be! You won’t see me shopping at Hot Topic and hoarding razor blades now and by the way, I REALLY hope you hoarded enough because you’re going to need a blade or two or ten once I beat you and put you in your place.
Okay fine, enough stereotypes. Let’s REALLY get serious.
Come Hype, you are going to experience what not just a strong, independent woman is like but also what a championship contender is like and I hope you take this experience and I hope you embrace it Venus, because that’s the closest that you are ever going to get to experiencing what being a champion feels like. I am going to do what I should have done without the 7th Circle bailing your boys out a month ago and I am going to expose this ideology for the flaw that it is and ultimately, Venus, I am going to make a display and an example out of you. I am going to use YOU to show the GLEE CLUB and all the Ryan Keys apologists what a champion looks like between those ropes. Who needs friends anyway, right? Seriously! Who the hell needs them? I don’t! I got by quite well in the Independent scene without them. I got through my childhood pretty okay without them too. Your boys aren’t saving you. Ryan Keys isn’t saving you. The 7th Circle isn’t going to save you. Come July 1, I am going to finish my unfinished business and get my overdue win over the Messiahs that was taken from me by a couple of incompetent bastards who picked the wrong time and the wrong place to try to go after you fuckers.
I do admit Venus, that it is a bit unfair that you have to suffer for the sins of others.
But life isn’t fair, is it? Poor baby!
I hope mommy and daddy have your pacifier ready when you’re crying yourself to sleep once I’m through with shattering every bit of you on the 1st of July.
Julianna shrugs, indicating a lack of remorse for her words. She stands up to turn off the camera that was in front of her and walks off with her magazine cover in her hands feeling a little bit better that she got some frustrations off of her chest.