Post by Karari Makelah on Nov 13, 2017 22:26:07 GMT -5
“Hello Julianna."
[Scene fades into Karari Makleah sitting on a plane. She was heading for an event with a confident smirk on her face and knowledge. Knowledge of how this happened, but not a knowledge as to why it happened.]
"So here we meet again. I keep getting told that the last time we met, it was for honour. In my eyes, that is the partial truth. See, last time we met you were just starting in WCG and I was a free agent rookie blazing my way through the AFI tournament. Much has changed since the night I pinned you and moved forward in the tournament. You are a champion....correction. You are the champion. You are the top dog in WCG. You are the one that asked for this match. Yet I have just one question.
What exactly are you trying to prove here and whom are you trying to prove it to?"
[She shook her head for a moment. Karari knew that there were others in line for Julianna's belt before her, so why exactly was she asking for the match to start with? It took a moment, but she finally laughed when she figured it out. She settled down and smirked right in the camera.]
"Julianna, many people come before me in the race that is the number one contendership, yet you asked for and were granted this match against me. You even became bold and put your belt on the line. I can only think of one answer to describe your reasoning behind this.
Inability to deal with facts.
Fact: Melina, Donovan and Jason are all ahead of me and all of them can beat you flat out. Yet you choose me on the bottom of the totem pole, the one that beat you once before. I've changed a lot since AFI, and I think...no. I know you underestimate me."
[Another small sigh and then chuckle as she just sits there, checklist in her head. She made an imaginary check mark in the air and moved forward.]
"Fact: You crave the validation you did not get at the tournament. After all, if I recall correctly, weren't you one of the last representing WCG when you came up against me? Everyone is automatically tossing up the tournament and yet this goes beyond that. This goes to if the spotlight isn't on the WCG West Coast champion it is on no one. You are giving me your spotlight there Julianna. Everyone knows that the one match we had? It was a classic, and I will give the people that. However, this will elevate that classic and be better than before. Let us move on."
[She then gets a rather serious look on her face. Her eyes are laced with a combo of determination, passion and a fire undescribable by anyone.]
"Fact: You said you would not be the former champion before your reign began, yet you have turned into the female version of him. Everyone has complained about your reign...and you complain you have no real competition. Is that why you chose to face me? Because you think I am the only thing you have left in your desperate quest to retain that belt and any credibility that you think you have? Trust me, even if I walk out of this match without that belt, you have Melina and Donovan and Jason all gunning after you. Face it, Julianna, you are saving yourself the trouble of having to face people you know can kick your ass for a shot at what you think will be an easy win.
That is the furthest from the truth."
[She leans back in her seat a bit as one of the flight attendants asked if she needed a drink. She asked for some water and then turned all attention back to the camera set up in front of her.]
"See, you of all people would know that I never half-ass a match, let alone one with such high stakes involved. I will make sure that when I come out on top, and when I take that belt from you? The only thing you will remember is counting all the pretty lights in the rafters. That title needs some dignity, respect and a bit more class. Not this 'let's duck and dodge at every corner if it isn't my way' BS. That won't be happening. I will make sure that the people in the front of the line get the first crack at me and the title. I will make sure that no matter the stipulation, this belt is defended with what a champion should have; confidence. Face it girl, your reign of terror? Soon to be over. You ask, I shall accept but you need to know I'm not lying down for you so you can get your validation."
[The flight attendant came back with her water and she smiled, nodding as they parted. Taking a sip of the drink in hand, she nodded to herself, sitting the glass in front of her. She then got laser focused, ready for the final word to what was her statement to WCG and its roster.]
"Julianna girl, search for yourself. Search for any last ounce of dignity and respect. Try to come up with every excuse you can muster. Do what you have to in order to think you have a chance at winning. While you are doing that, I will keep on wrestling. Quietly watching you on twitter make yourself look like such a fool and I will quietly keep wrestling. I will keep watching your matches, studying your every move and when you least expect it come Hype? I will be right there to snatch your title from your cold lifeless hands. Keep thinking I’m an easy win. Keep trying to validate yourself no matter what. You will realize the same thing you did at AFI there girl.
Facing me is no tall task.
See ya at Hyp little one."
[Scene slowly fades out to Rari leaning back, taking sips of her water and that cocky as fuck grin on her face.]
[Scene fades into Karari Makleah sitting on a plane. She was heading for an event with a confident smirk on her face and knowledge. Knowledge of how this happened, but not a knowledge as to why it happened.]
"So here we meet again. I keep getting told that the last time we met, it was for honour. In my eyes, that is the partial truth. See, last time we met you were just starting in WCG and I was a free agent rookie blazing my way through the AFI tournament. Much has changed since the night I pinned you and moved forward in the tournament. You are a champion....correction. You are the champion. You are the top dog in WCG. You are the one that asked for this match. Yet I have just one question.
What exactly are you trying to prove here and whom are you trying to prove it to?"
[She shook her head for a moment. Karari knew that there were others in line for Julianna's belt before her, so why exactly was she asking for the match to start with? It took a moment, but she finally laughed when she figured it out. She settled down and smirked right in the camera.]
"Julianna, many people come before me in the race that is the number one contendership, yet you asked for and were granted this match against me. You even became bold and put your belt on the line. I can only think of one answer to describe your reasoning behind this.
Inability to deal with facts.
Fact: Melina, Donovan and Jason are all ahead of me and all of them can beat you flat out. Yet you choose me on the bottom of the totem pole, the one that beat you once before. I've changed a lot since AFI, and I think...no. I know you underestimate me."
[Another small sigh and then chuckle as she just sits there, checklist in her head. She made an imaginary check mark in the air and moved forward.]
"Fact: You crave the validation you did not get at the tournament. After all, if I recall correctly, weren't you one of the last representing WCG when you came up against me? Everyone is automatically tossing up the tournament and yet this goes beyond that. This goes to if the spotlight isn't on the WCG West Coast champion it is on no one. You are giving me your spotlight there Julianna. Everyone knows that the one match we had? It was a classic, and I will give the people that. However, this will elevate that classic and be better than before. Let us move on."
[She then gets a rather serious look on her face. Her eyes are laced with a combo of determination, passion and a fire undescribable by anyone.]
"Fact: You said you would not be the former champion before your reign began, yet you have turned into the female version of him. Everyone has complained about your reign...and you complain you have no real competition. Is that why you chose to face me? Because you think I am the only thing you have left in your desperate quest to retain that belt and any credibility that you think you have? Trust me, even if I walk out of this match without that belt, you have Melina and Donovan and Jason all gunning after you. Face it, Julianna, you are saving yourself the trouble of having to face people you know can kick your ass for a shot at what you think will be an easy win.
That is the furthest from the truth."
[She leans back in her seat a bit as one of the flight attendants asked if she needed a drink. She asked for some water and then turned all attention back to the camera set up in front of her.]
"See, you of all people would know that I never half-ass a match, let alone one with such high stakes involved. I will make sure that when I come out on top, and when I take that belt from you? The only thing you will remember is counting all the pretty lights in the rafters. That title needs some dignity, respect and a bit more class. Not this 'let's duck and dodge at every corner if it isn't my way' BS. That won't be happening. I will make sure that the people in the front of the line get the first crack at me and the title. I will make sure that no matter the stipulation, this belt is defended with what a champion should have; confidence. Face it girl, your reign of terror? Soon to be over. You ask, I shall accept but you need to know I'm not lying down for you so you can get your validation."
[The flight attendant came back with her water and she smiled, nodding as they parted. Taking a sip of the drink in hand, she nodded to herself, sitting the glass in front of her. She then got laser focused, ready for the final word to what was her statement to WCG and its roster.]
"Julianna girl, search for yourself. Search for any last ounce of dignity and respect. Try to come up with every excuse you can muster. Do what you have to in order to think you have a chance at winning. While you are doing that, I will keep on wrestling. Quietly watching you on twitter make yourself look like such a fool and I will quietly keep wrestling. I will keep watching your matches, studying your every move and when you least expect it come Hype? I will be right there to snatch your title from your cold lifeless hands. Keep thinking I’m an easy win. Keep trying to validate yourself no matter what. You will realize the same thing you did at AFI there girl.
Facing me is no tall task.
See ya at Hyp little one."
[Scene slowly fades out to Rari leaning back, taking sips of her water and that cocky as fuck grin on her face.]