●The THING about KARMA● [vs Ryan Cavallari] i
Oct 23, 2014 16:19:01 GMT
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Post by Shawna Martinez on Oct 23, 2014 16:19:01 GMT
●OUT OF CHARACTER● Well here is first. Enjoy. I doubt I have to say it, but of course nothing personal. <3
PS. Ignore the OFF camera bit if you must, but it is necessary to keep the Story going
●SONG OF THE MOMENT● Wicked Man's Rest by Passenger
●The first step has been taken. She wouldn't go as far as calling it an easy win, but in the end it was exactly that. While the Misses of the General Manager had tried her best to give her heat, she received the perfect treatment. Ending with her face flat on the mat, not moving. Even though Shawna had a hard time concentrating with a little bird at ringside. Artemis Kaiser. The foul smell combined with the annoying voice, what was there to not take your mind of the match? Yet she managed to focus as long as necessary to get the win. Afterwards the cards had been mixed again, the bad blood boiling to the limits. She was ready. She was hungry. And yet she did not get what she wanted. With Elliott being too concerned about her golden girl, that would not end well. It could not. But that was still somewhat in the future, this week was a new challenge. A new start so to say. Ryan Cavallari. The mentor and guide of none other than the golden girl, damn it. What was there to expect? Brutatlity, good. Rambling about how awesome she is, fine. Pointless Promos that would lead to only one thing pissing Shawna off, awesome. It had a lot of riding against wind mills, nine out of ten times it was for nothing. But that did not matter, not anymore. While Shawna was used to go through whatever was placed in her way, this was personal. Not cause she made it that way. Not cause she wanted it that way. But it was too predictable how her upcoming opponent would do her duty. Sending out low blows, taking a bath in the light of the the current RWD Womens Champion. Yeah. Remember that one title that she fought for so hard... NOT. Must have been a different universe where the Italian beauty dreamt that. So a mentor. A leader. A redheaded female that wanted to bring chaos over the Roster. Let me get in Messiah Complex Mode, then we are ready. Et usque in finem●
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●NEEDLE in the DARK●
LOCATION: somewhere Biloxi, Mississippi
CAMERA STATUS: ON/OFF Camera
Okay it was not fair. Maybe she was seeing things in the wrong light, maybe she was not giving credit where it should have been given. It was not easy to snap out of your anger when that was all you seemed to have left. After being the praised and loved Queen, they declared her a joke. No wait, my bad. Only one person declared her that.- and had an awesome time about it. She could have been breaking down, there was the main word though.- could. Cause that was not what Shawna Martinez was about, not the way she had been living for the last century. You take falls, everyone does. Even those that think they are riding as high as the soon, they will fall even worse. The important thing about is and always was, getting back up. Getting rid of the dust, to be able and move on. It was a challenge this week, on a mental and physical base. For someone that did analyze anyone that would step near a ring with her, Ryan was a total empty book. Sure it was already clear that her ego needed an extra seat in the car, but what can you do with that? How can you prepare yourself for that? You can not. So instead of getting your head into the opponent you consider what you want to take out of it. What you can do about it. Erasing all the odds that might linger in your head, sounds easier than it probably is. Whenever she prepared for a match, she was preparing herself for Artemis. No matter how hard she did hit an opponent, she was hitting Artemis. The Mindgames where one thing she did not react too, but that did not make the danger any smaller. Was she ready? That was the one question that no one would get answered till she wrapped her hands around that petit neck of the young Empress. It would take an army of a thousand man to stop her and without offense, Ryan Cavallari did not look like that.
Summer was gone. It was official now, the dark and cold time had started. It was some sort of a metapher when you looked back at Shawna Martinez's past months, but all too true. She had been sitting inside that comfortable leather chair for a few hours, listening to music collecting her thoughts. In the past she was busy signing autographs and spending time with new found friends.- that was not the case right now. She knew that there was probably only person that understood what was going through her head, Frank Washington. Last week didn't go quite as planned for him, thanks to Robert Garland. Or the scum of the earth, if you wanted to be exact. So they probably both had to fight their own demons at this very moment. When Shawna looked down on her phone, she realized that the music had started. About letting out a curse, she realized that there was an incoming call.
Shawna Martinez: ''Hello?''
Unknown Caller: ''Who the hell answers the phone with Hello... .''
No matter where, when or what she would always know this voice. Seductive with a touch of roughness around the edges, a voice she had not heard in a while. Life managed to lead them into different directions, years back. While there was a short reunion in MSW, since then everything had changed. Shannon Summers. The Fallen Angel. HER mentor. Her mother, father and saviour. And even though all of this was true, Shawna was not sure if she did welcome that call.
Shawna Martinez: ''Would Hola been better, or wait how do you answer your phone. My wish shall be your command, or something like that?''
A small laughter. In the back she heard the voice of Blake Ramic/Lovo, probably speaking to their newborn. Yeah. The Insane Hardcore Bitch did give birth, damn it. It seemed so strange, again another reality. Where bunnies eat lions and not the other way around.
Shannon Summers: ''Yeah it could be something like that, but who pays attention. I heard you are back in action, can't keep your feet still?''
Shawna Martinez: ''Another thing I have learnt from you, giving up is for those that did not stand a chance in the first place.''
Shannon Summers: ''I don't know if i ever said it this poetic, but could be true. So that Artemis thing is still up your ass, obsession is such a bad thing. It can kill you in an instant, but wait who am I to judge? Oh yeah, a person that started out doing illegal Streetfights.- becoming the Queen of the World. But do not listen to me, i am just rambling about the past prime.''
Shawna Martinez: ''I doubt that is why you called me though, I have all the DVD's remember? Maybe I should hand the phone to Drew, he would droll to speak with you... .''
Silence. Shannon was the perfect warrior and even know she would rip new holes back and forth, but that was not here life anymore. It was one of those careers where you could say, yes she has done it all. The Impassable felt some sort of warmth growing in her, it was an honor that someone like this had trained her. But there it was aagain that word, honor. Something people did not pay attention to anymore these days, shame.
Shannon Summers: ''As much as I love to speak about all those things, no it is far from why I call. I have been following this new place, already forgot the name.- but my memory was never that good. You really do allow this to happen Shawna? It is not what I have taught you. It is not what once was on your mind, what should be there still. Let's get serious on this, Artemis Kaiser is an excellent wrestler. She is young and has that fire, I know even though you can not say it right now.- you agree. But what is it worth? She can throw insults and lame jokes at you any day, who cares? Being delusional caused others to be pushed in front of a bus, you remember Scar... .''
Shawna Martinez: ''It caused you a lot of troubles... .''
Shannon Summers: ''What? It was a msitake, he tripped over his own feet. Don't be so literal, you gotta find back to yourself. I am not sure what this injury did to you, but I know that your physical health is back to a 110%. The mental thing is a total different story. There is a reason why they called me insane for all my life, the voices that speak to me never spoke to them. Jealousy. But you gotta do one thing, let it happen. Allow it to take over, otherwise it will eat you alive. I will go all Yoda on you now, just with better grammar, let the might spread inside of you... .''
Shawna Martinez: ''Wow. Does Blake force you to watch this things... .''
Shannon Summers: ''Haters. Just Haters.''
At the other hand there was a light coughing noise heard, coming from the baby so it seemed. She did not fully understand what Blake was rambling on about, just the concern in his voice. God. New Parents.
Shawna Martinez: ''Problem is they wont let me lay hands on her anyhow, instead they hand me her mentor... .''
Shannon Summers: ''You say that as if it was bad thing, it is a chance love. What better thing is there to do than to break that so called mentor? As far as I am concerned you get the chance of a lifetime. So I tell you this MOB Girl, you go out there. And you will put all your anger and frustration into this match, start with that violence that i know is part of you. For one night do not think about the fans, give up on the good girl repuation.- who cares. It is time to answer all those desperate females. Give in. If you need motivation i send you Blake down there, but you know his motivation tactics.''
In an instant pictures of a thousand laps, or bench pressing weights that cut your muscles, appeared inside her head. At Steele Bones Wrestling she had spent the best and worst time of her life. A little laughter escaped her mouth when she was about answering, this was epic. She did wave at Frank when he opened the door to their room, he would smile.
Shawna Martinez: ''Well I guess I can do without that, seriously. But maybe one day I will take you up on that offer. As long as you do not come yourself... .''
The babbling went on a little longer before she would finally hang up, rising from the chair. She would plant a welcome kiss on Frank's lips who obviously just had gotten out of the gym. With one of his eyebrows raised he would look at her, looking at that smile that was still on her face. Something rare these days.
Frank Washington: ''Who was it?''
Shawna Martinez: ''My Messiah.''
Leaving him behind puzzled and somehow grinning, she decided that it was time for the next step. A new day dawn.
●The THING about KARMA●
LOCATION: somewhere Biloxi, Mississippi
CAMERA STATUS: ON/OFF Camera
RWD. The place where Travis Rech was playing favourites, turning golden leaves to shit. Applause. She had gotten herself some air time, which wasn't all that hard in the end. A call was enough. Rech and Garland did probably hate the Washingtons, but they knew enough about the business. And for sure they had an idea about what sells and what not. This time they would not send poor Sarah, it seems the last encounter was more than enough. Instead she got offered a camera team, that would meet her somewhere. Which would eventually work out, clever kids. In the end they took a seat at some lake.- where Shawna was getting herself as comfortable as possible on a wooden bench. Several more moments passed till she got informed that they were ready, good. Awesome even. Looking around this place she had choosen, it held a lot of mixed emotions. It was autum. The time where old things die and only the strong ones survive, nature could teach you so many things. The camera was rolling already, a moment that seemed like a lifetime nothing happened. It was like her mind was far away, only the shell was sitting there.
Shawna Martinez: ''Sometimes you feel so tired that you don't know how to go on, or what for even. I am not saying everyone has ever felt that, but I for sure did. Being locked at home this past months, it is hard to not getting used to a different life. Where there is more happiness than anything else, where there is no fighting and pretending. For a long while I though this was what I always wanted to have, this peace I was longing for. But then I woke up and realized two things, I suck at being a housewife and i miss the adrenaline rush. You know they say we are a weird brand of human beings and I couldn't agree anymore. No matter who you speak of in this business, you gotta be that little bit insane to remain in the business. Only cause I do not react to the low blows and tasteless jokes, does not mean I do not hear them. I can give an easy explaination why Shawna Martinez does not flip out, shitstorming Twitter.- it is underneath me. You can not buy class ladies, you have it or you don't. Shame to see that most don't, with being raised by wolves and whatever else causes this wildling behaviour. To each their own. But that is something that leads us to my upcoming match.''
Taking this small break, she would stretch on the bench feeling her bones crack on the inside. No darling, not the noise that the neck makes when it breaks. No worries. Shawna's voice was calm, seriously and rather quiet.
Shawna Martinez: ''I could go on play the darling, I could be respectful and loyal to a company that does not give two cents about me. I could. But what if I couldn't care less about this crap? I mean last week you give me Nikki, which only shows that Robert is a Masochist. Or probably he likes licking the wounds of his pretty girl, we will never find out. Cause with the closing of MSW it seems that Garland lost his tongue, that is what happens when you become a puppy dog. But we drift off. This week you make things a bit more interesting, yet you wait for that personal shit to come up. Do not get me wrong I have zero idea of who Ryan Cavallari is, but she is linked with Artemis.- what else is there left to find out? I am sure I can read in your head Rech, knowing what you expect to happen. And as much as I hate to say that, I agree with you. There will be blood. It seems like a round of, let the dogs out. You wont give me what I really want, so I decide to tell you this. Fuck your Rules. Fuck what you call politics. From this moment own, I play my own game. Which leaves everyone on managment and on the roster with one huge problem, you have no idea what to expect. In life you have expectations, but what if you face the unknown? Right Ryan, who are you and what do you have to offer? Oh you are the big bad wolfmother, I totally forgot that. The way I see it you probably taught your pupil a few tricks but you have no idea about manners or self control.''
People would pass by every now and then, looking rather interested at was going on. But then again that was another flaw of the human race, they saw a camera and their hormones would get the better of them. At points she would expect them to run into the picture, waving and greeting their grandmothers.
Shawna Martinez: ''The biggest shame is, no matter how good you are.- you will always just be the female that came in after Artemis Kaiser. No matter what kind of art you cut as promotional work, what can you really say? Jump on the Artemis train and insult me, well then make sure you do not use the same words she does. We don't want things to get boring. In my heart I know there is no way around this, but I gotta ask this one way or another. What the hell? It feels still like a dream, where I am not sure if i shall dance around happy.- or wake up screaming. Are you a superhuman Ryan? Are you someone that heals her own wounds when getting injured? No wait, people like you and your protegè do not get injured, it is only us the dumb and unworthy followers. Sometimes I gotta wonder who has spread that kind of stuff in your heads and then i realize it simply does not matter. I will give you the benefit of the doubt and pretend you are awesome. That you have the skills, the looks and if your voice is not all that annoying.- even the mic skills. But neither of those things will help you and as obvious as it is, i will still take the time and explain to you why. If you have heard it before, lean back and go in silent mode.- if not then listen well. It will be a ride you never forget.''
The rough laughter that came out of her mouth was in no way friendly, it was more tired and annoyed. Shawna Martinez had entered a place she did never wanna come to again, but dark times called for dark tactics. Her eyes were focused on the camera, some sort of wind coming up.- messing up that long blonde hair.
Shawna Martinez: ''No matter what you have to say, I have heard it before. It wont make any difference what kind of jokes you throw at me, I have laughed about them before. Being part of the industry for that long, you see a lot of different people come and go. Some never get the attention they deserve, while others will get publicity for free. In the end only thing matters Ryan, can you live up to your own expectations. And that is the one thing I doubt, no matter how much hype you will receive.- in the end I will stand tall. I am highly confident you sit somewhere with your friend, rolling your eyes about this. Pretending that nothing can touch you, that you are indeed the best female in the industry. How is the air up there? Thin i would assume. Filled with all different kind of scents, mostly inviting. But this has nothing to do with the truth. And you can see me for all the things you want, but I will never back down. I will never give up, which is a rare quality when it comes to our sport. You can have a career that lasts a lifetime, but people wont remember you for all you did. Unless you can keep the level up. So congratulations to Artemis, she broke my neck. She nearly ended my career. Let that sink in and then hear it again, nearly. That means she couldn't finish the job, but can you? My mistake again, Artemis just let me live that long cause she is not bored of me yet. Lucky me. With her thinking you are even better than her, classy act. I always remember that one moment where my body gave up on me, but my mind was wide awake. Going through a lot of levels before I could return and say what I have to say.''
Darkness. Not only did the sun sink, it was the mood that people could gather from that speech. Success was a figgle thing, sharp claws did not help you holding onto it. Shawna knew it. Smart people knew it. Which seemed to exclude some of the current Talent RWD had to offer, shame on you.
Shawna Martinez: ''Sometimes I wonder myself if i am back to my old shape and then i realize that i don't even have to be. I need to be better than ever and that I can promise you. It is no shame to go out there and lose, the only shame rests in not giving your best. Some remember me saying that, well folks let me rephrase that. It is no shame for YOU to go out there and lose to me, cause there is a natural order. This is not about money or fame, I have enough of both. This is like a game of chess which causes me to think what kind of piece you are. You are far from being a Queen, maybe a King but that would be too much of a cliche. I think in the end there is only one piece left for you, you are a Pawn. Sorry. That is probably nothing the self proclaimed best female in the industry wants to hear, but facts remain facts. Maybe I am not the Queen either, but i can settle with that. I will slay you if i must, i will hurt you with everything I got. And just to give a fair warning, if the chance appears I will end you. Injuries happen, so do accidents. We do not live in a perfect world cherie, I hope you do not run after that illusion. Bring your friend, bring all the friends you got. Right at Sunday Night Combat you will learn that sometimes you need to feel it for yourself, to know the truth. We can give the audience a show, but I doubt they will get to see classy and technical wrestling. Frustration makes you go places, causes actions you did not expect. I say that with all the respect I can spare for you, but you simply wont matter in the end. A stepping stone if anything at all.''
In a slow manner she would get up, right behind her the lake reflecting the last bit of sunlight the day had to offer. Like a general she would knot her hands together right behind her back, stepping up and down. The camera would follow every step, catching the moment she turned to them. Winking right into the camera.
Shawna Martinez: ''Was that grumpy enough? Was that stupid enough? Does that lead to me falling down in your grace even more my Queen and her Pawn? I shall hope at the end of the day it at least leads to one thing, aggression. Cause the last thing we want to happen is the audience seeing what truly is wrong with the business. Instead we pretend and go on with playing our roles. Ryan. Miss Cavallari even, what role is it that you play? Someone to do the dirty work, or someone that wants to rise to the top. I am eager to find out, seeing what you have to offer. I can not heal the wounds of all people in this world, but maybe I can start with yours. That is of course when you survive those that I will give you. It does not have to bleed to hurt, not sure if you are aware of that. Broken Promises can hurt as much as broken Bones. And that is what i am aiming for, breaking whatever shell you have surrounding yourself. Leaving you the way every wasted soldier should end, empty and broken. Soon you will be facing me and till then I wish you the best. Rip me off as much as you need, we both know it will happen. But favour me just once, be creative.''
Smiling that hard to read smile into the camera, Shawna would go as far as waving and bowing down. When turning away and starting to walk off, the camera was still focused on her back. Giving a last look over her shoulder, her mouth formed four words.
Shawna Martinez: ''Ergo nullo modo ex''
The Impassable™
so quickly so sad!
