Post by ~Kitty Petrova~ on Jan 8, 2017 1:51:59 GMT
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Well, that was rather anticlimactic, wasn’t it? Brooklyn Skye is gone. Calvin Harris took his ball and went home. The proverbial red seas are parting for me to walk right on into the promised land - seems just a little too good to be true, no? Ah, but Dr. Jackass and Mr. Hyde are still squabbling over that last spot, the last little slot in the pecking order up for grabs to whomever can put aside the petty beefs long enough to capitalize. Won’t matter. This is already served up on the silver platter, the air redolent of roast pig and we’re all circling like Lord of the Flies, ravening and salivating with all the baser urges on display.
Hello, Aiden.
Pleased to meet you - hope you guess my name.
Ahem.
Let me start again without the classic rock station blaring in the background. Aiden, I’m thrilled to be speaking to you on a more formal basis this week and I know it seems a little like I got my wish.
Jump, froggy, jump!
I dropped your name. I talked about how you earned your place in that match - now we’re kin. Oh boy. And I’m sure you’re going to either vehemently deny that or tell me how I’m not the best. Liken me to Mrs. Clinton and her whomping courtesy of that idiot who can’t even apply foundation right. Call me a washed up has-been and then recite all my past accomplishments in the same breath. It’s funny, really. JT Midas is gone. So is PerZag. So is Calvin Harris. I’d take a sidebar and discuss how badly he got trounced by Aurora in the Iron King Tournament over in Phoenix Wrestling, but we don’t need no scrubs.
All the bad boys are gone save two and they’re going to war this week. They’ll finish tearing each other apart. I’ll watch and laugh. Aiden can make the popcorn and we’ll roast marshmallows later. Maybe break out the ukulele and sing Kumbaya.
Probably not.
The bitch abides.
So much salt on social media these days. Everyone’s bitching and moaning about slights and oversights and the loudest voices are generally the most idiotic and myopic. Calvin Harris claimed he was being oppressed. In what way? Because he had to actually EARN the opportunity instead of having management drop to their knees, slobbering.
Your royal penis is clean!
Ugh.
I promised myself a long time ago I wasn’t going to be one of those smug little cunts pretending to know everything. It’s so damned hard to refrain when you’re making it so damned easy! It’s funny how people get, as if some little fumble telegraphs all the cards we’ve ever held in our lives and ever will again. It’s idiotic to even think. But people do. They come out with these smug little remarks. They smirk and they chuckle and they think to themselves how clever they truly are. I’ve been around the block a few times by now. I know how the ride spins. I know how many seconds it takes before the revolutions start to slow and the shiny new years resolutions have gone dull.
I do hope Ford and Hyde don’t kill each other. See, Aiden and I need a tackle dummy, after all. Oh yes. We need someone we can truly sink our teeth into so that we can satisfy those primordial urges. Wrestling just wouldn’t be the same if we weren’t ripping and tearing and biting and clawing like wild animals. To me, though, you’re not a victim. You’re not a road block or some imminent claim to fame. Sadly, you’re really not because I’m not an animal nor am I still reaching for that elusive spotlight.
My goal this week is simple: I’m going to do to you what I did to PerZag. I’m going to make sure you don’t make it into that title match in one piece. I want to make sure you’re hurting. Limping. Sluggish.
I’ll write your excuse on fancy paper with gilded lettering.
And you’ll say, “that bitch doesn’t play fair!”
For the first time since I came to Victory, someone will be right. Perish the thought.
I’m waiting, Aiden. Give me something unique. Something special. Will you grind my name to dust in an effort to puff yourself up in preparation like so many others have before scattering to the four winds? Please do. Walk those familiar roads. Do your worst. Or your best. Whatever.
I want to be your comeuppance. I want to be your disease, that itch under your skin you can never scratch until it bleeds. An object lesson, I suppose: I’m terminal. Crossing me is bad for your health, for your career. Ask JT Midas. Ask Calvin Harris. If you need to delve outside our ranks, you can look up Kali Sidero in SCW or Jennifer “Queen Machine” Stryfe in FFW. Actually, yeah. Google that. Look up the match where I speared that useless bitch off the top of the video wall. Dig deeper into where she is now. You won’t find anything of note. She's barely a footnote in my history, let alone anywhere else. To be fair, there wasn’t much of interest before that either - but I digress.
Aiden, I’ve got goals for 2017. The first on my list will be checked off this weekend. See, I want to be the reason people laugh and write you off before that title match. I’m destined to be your Caligula - are you familiar with him? He had a saying: let them hate as long as they fear.
[Off Camera] [Cutting Ties] [Starbucks, Las Vegas] [January 1st, 2017]
Prologue
...Paz and I got into an encounter during the New Year’s Eve party at Tyson Gregory’s place. Paz and Sofie had an exchange of words which caused me to push Paz in the shoulder, which in turn caused Liam, Paz’s boyfriend, to shove me to the ground. After Sofie and I left, I ended up going off at Paz in DM’s, threatening to take her out if she messes with my family again. Once again, I confused her for my ex-wife, Veronica. Once again I took out my issues on Paz and didn’t mean it. I know Paz is a little shit but I do care about her… I do enjoy her as a friend and she’s one of the few people I can trust. But for some reason I see Veronica in her. Veronica ruined our family… She almost let our son die and I’m not over it… I don’t know if I ever will be. I keep trying to cut Paz out of my life because of this… Because I might see Veronica in her again and hurt her for real… But I can’t… I can’t let go of her… She means a lot to me. So here I go… On my way to Starbucks to meet up with her and talk things over. I tried to cut her off again but she wanted to talk first… She’s going to ask to stay friends and he’ll go back to normal like it always does… Just like I want it to…
Dressed casually in ripped jeans and a hoodie, Paz walks into Starbucks and scans the restaurant for Aiden while standing on her toes. Her eyes catch him and he is sitting down at a table in the corner of the place and there's two cups of coffee in front of him. Clearly he's bought Paz something, probably something sweet and girly. She waves before walking over and taking a seat across from him. Leaning over the drink she smells it and her eyes light up.
Paz Guevara: "Mmmm. Thanks Aiden! I appreciate it."
She takes a sip from her drink and draws a deep breath, just sort of sitting there looking at him. He forces a smile and waves.
Aiden Morrow: "Hey you. Hope you like peppermint mocha."
Paz Guevara: ”"Love peppermint mocha."
She smiles and her smile turns a little sad.
Paz Guevara: ”"You're a really nice guy, which is why it sucks so much that I bring out this other side of you. I thought about what you had to say... what you've had to say for a while really... and you're right. I was originally going to come here in hopes of changing your mind and talking you into giving our friendship another shot but it's not fair to you, it's not fair to me and it's not fair to Liam or Sofie. So while I'm not on board with the whole acting like I don't know you thing, I at least agree that we need to keep our distance and not continue this dance we've been repeating over and over again."
Aiden Morrow: "...Oh."
He looks down at his coffee and frowns.
Aiden Morrow: "Wow. I guess I didn't expect you to change your mind."
He nods and keeps his eyes down, obviously trying to avoid those big brown eyes of hers.
Paz Guevara: ”"But it is the right thing to do. I don't want to hurt you or anyone else."
She reaches across the table and grasps his hand.
Paz Guevara: ”"And I don't want to hurt you Aiden, but I continue to. And I know I could've talk you into continuing with your friendship. I know it for a fact but every time I start shit and you get upset, you end up hating yourself a little bit more. You don't deserve to hate yourself. What I honestly think you need to do, is talk to a therapist about your issues with Veronica... ESPECIALLY if she's getting visitations. You have a lot of deep seeded anger there that you need to address otherwise you may verbally blow up on her someday right in front of AJ. I mean if I get you this upset imagine what'll happen if Veronica gives you a hard time."
He looks down at her hand on top of his and sighs before his eyes rise up to meet her.
Aiden Morrow: "You really think I should see somebody?"
He closes his eyes and shakes his head.
Aiden Morrow: "I really am going crazy."
Paz Guevara: ”"I don't think it has anything to do with being crazy and everything to do with going through a very traumatic period with your ex and AJ. That's like some PTSD stuff there. Stuff you weren't equipped to handle. Hell, stuff no one's equipped to handle. Now Veronica's going to be walking back into your life at the same time a new baby's being born. You need a sounding board for that shit, Aiden. Someone with some insight. Like I said, what happens if you freak out on Veronica in front of AJ or if you have so much anxiety built up that you freak out on Sofie over something stupid. You're not crazy Liam, you're human. What would be crazy would be ignoring what your mind's trying to tell you. You need help dealing with this."
He nods his head as he squeezes her hand tightly.
Aiden Morrow: "I'm sorry I've projected so much of this on you... I don't even know why you keep coming back for more."
He pulls his hand away and frowns.
Aiden Morrow: "Well, I guess you're not anymore."
He lets out a laugh.
Aiden Morrow: "Guess I should look up a good doc in LA and see if they try and put me on crazy pills or something."
Paz's tone turns annoyed.
Paz Guevara: ”"I just said you weren't crazy. So cut it out with that shit. Get your shit together for real." Her eyes are fixed on him. "Do you think Sofie needs you falling apart as that baby draws near or that AJ needs you teetering on the edge when suddenly mommy's back in the picture? You legit don't have time to feel bad for yourself, only to fix yourself with help from someone who knows the way."
He's sighs and nods his head.
Aiden Morrow: "Alright... I will. It's just a lot to process and think about."
Paz Guevara: ”"Maybe you need to not think about it and just do it."
She shrugs before taking a sip of her drink.
Paz Guevara: ”"I'm obviously no expert but it seems like one of those things where if you overthink it you'll just sit there stuck in neutral."
He take a sip of his coffee and stares down at it.
Aiden Morrow: "Fair enough."
He frowns a little.
Paz Guevara: ”"Sorry, not trying to be cold. But Ally told me some stuff today that really made me think so I'm trying to do the same for you."
He looks up at her, ready to change the subject to her.
Aiden Morrow: "Oh? What did she tell you?"
She shakes her head.
Paz Guevara: ”"It's not important. I don't think what she told me will help this situation any."
Aiden Morrow: "Oh, Okay then."
He takes a sip of his coffee, not having anything else to really say and it’s clear that he’s sad at the situation. She sighs as she watches him, her heart breaking for both her and him.
Paz Guevara: ”"You know this isn't what I want, right? I'm trying to be mature and stuff... and honestly not be selfish because I do want you in my life."
He looks into her eyes and shakes his head before letting out a laugh.
Aiden Morrow: "It's funny... I asked for this so many times and now that you've finally agreed and stopped fighting... I don't want it."
She exhales and sort of flops her chin down onto her hands.
Paz Guevara: ”"Yeah, I know. But I've had three people tell me today that they're legit scared what you might to do me and one of them was you."
He bites down on his lip and looks down at the table, clearly hurt by what she said.
Aiden Morrow: "Did... Did Ally tell you that too?"
He looks back up and it's clear that he's shook up at that possibility and everything is really starting to hit home. Paz then nods slowly.
Paz Guevara: ”"She said that in her experience sometimes it's the people you trust the most who can hurt you the worst, even physically. Sounded like maybe she has some baggage there. She said you're great guy but it seems like you can't control yourself around me and why risk it being more than a push next time.
"Also Liam, who actually supported me coming here to meet you and told me to do whatever I thought was best, said that there was this strange look in your eyes when you pushed me, that something wasn't quite right. Then I put that together with you freaking out on me in DMs and sort of thinking I was her..."
She swallows back some tears.
Paz Guevara: ”"So... yeah."
The reality of it all begins to really hit home for him and his eyes start to get glassy before he bites his bottom lip to hold back the tears. He looks her in the eyes and blinks for a moment.
Aiden Morrow: "I'm sorry.... I should probably just go now."
He stands up quickly before she can respond and he's already out the door and she decides to let him leave despite wanting to chase after him.
The scene opens up with Aiden standing in front of a black backdrop, wearing a brown hoodie and blue jeans. He smiles and waves at the camera before beginning his promo.
Aiden Morrow: ”Victory has been open for a couple months now and I’ve done exactly what I said I was going to do. I’ve steamrolled through the competition set before me. Two weeks ago, I shut up Brooklyn Skye, who was too busy running her mouth. I proved her wrong and she proved me right… I beat her and she took her ball and went home.”
“This week, my opponent is Kitty Petrova and you know what? She’s someone I can respect. Kitty has been a mainstay here in Victory and she’s been working her ass off. There’s a reason she’s in the main event with me… It’s because she deserves to be there. She didn’t get there by luck… She got there through hard work and determination. She hasn’t talked a big game and then bail like Calvin Harris, Brooklyn, JT Midas, Caleb Houston and don’t even get me started on PerZag.”
Aiden rolls his eyes and shakes his head.
Aiden Morrow: ”Nope, Kitty is someone that, despite me disagreeing with the way she may carry herself at times, she’s still someone I can respect. Not only is she taking matches here, but she just fought over in Phoenix Wrestling, a legendary company that has risen from the ashes. Getting your name on one of their cards is definitely a big deal in my eyes.”
“But this isn’t Phoenix Wrestling, it’s Victory and I think we’re becoming a big deal too because of folks like Kitty and myself. Do I think we’re going to steal the show tonight? I do. I know that Kitty is out to prove her worth… She’s out to prove that she belongs to fight for the Victory Championship like I do… And I know that she’ll do that through any means necessary.”
“While that might intimidate some, it doesn’t bother me. I’m always up for the challenge… No matter how tough or brutal it is, I always come prepared. Kitty likes to carry a big stick but come tonight, she’s not going to be able to use it. You see, I’m too fast and too good right now. I’m at the top of my game and it’s going to take an army to take me out.”
“I’ve been through TOO much to get to this point. I’ve fought and scrapped way too hard to get where I am. So if Kitty thinks she’s going to walk into our match and have her way with me… She’s going another thing coming. You see, Kitty, you’re my prep match. I’m going to use this moment with you to prepare for that Victory Championship match… How am I going to do that? I’m going to treat this match like it’s for the Victory Championship… I’m going to treat it like everything is on the line because you know what? It is. I need to keep my momentum going… I need to keep on fighting and winning and you? You’re not going to stop me. I’m not like anyone you’ve ever fought before… Because like everyone else you’ve gone up against… I don’t know how to quit. Don’t believe me? Then try me. I'm so close to becoming the first ever Victory Champion... I'm almost there... And you or anyone else isn't going to stop me.”
He nods and walks away from the camera and the scene fades out.
Last Edit: Jan 8, 2017 2:16:02 GMT by Aiden Morrow
