Post by Shawna Martinez on Nov 12, 2014 21:54:20 GMT
✖OUT OF CHARACTER✖ Here is my second one, thanks to Kyle. I forgot the deadline
✖NEXT MATCH✖ Impassable Revolution™ vs Artemis Kaiser & Prince Abdullah Assad
Seriously? That is supposed to make your opponents shiver? A little terrorist and a female that did not even bother showing up? Giving any attention to an upcoming match that is supposed to have anything to do with a blood feud. Great. Was it something I have said? That was the first thought that Shawna Martinez did have, followed by a long and deep WTF? Artemis. The Warrior. The Champion 4 Life. Her so called Vendetta was doing a lot of things. Making jokes. Putting out insults. Being the Paperchampion of the Company. But what she didn't do was a lot more important. She didn't feel the need to back her words up. A win over Marie Porter didn't mean the world. Injuring someone didn't make you a Queen. Either meant you got lucky, or too dumb too wrestle. The motto has been the same since day one, you want some? Come and get some. Shawna did never hide. She was by no means hard to find. So instead of spreading rumors and bullshit via Social Media, why not concentrate on what really matters. Blood will always beat water. So once again it is a proven fact that some just bite off more than they can chew. What's it gonna be Artemis? Who are you Assad? Apart from a little monkey that tries to come across tough? Rather shove it in Frank's exit hole then look at your dumb features. Evolution is a bitch. And so am I.
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✖Vienna Calling✖
[exclusive rWd promo]
Vienna. A city so beautiful it was hard to describe. It was like a belated birthday present when Frank surprised her with the trip. On top of it watching the Gaslight Anthem concert with her. They were part of the crowd, getting lost. That was till after the gig, when he pulled her away.- walking her backstage. Damn it. He had thought of everything. Allowing his wife to have a fangirl moment, when meeting the band. Oh my god she would so rub that in, on everyone. After all this hype and excitement they had decided to stay a little longer. Enjoying their time, making this the well deserved vacation. It was like another time and place, nothing really did matter. Nothing apart from them. Well. That was till Achmed the Terrorist decided to open his mouth, spitting out whatever poison that was resting inside of him. Pointless. Overrated. None than less his way of working.
It was early in the afternoon when they had arrived at the Stephans Dom, being part of all the other tourists. It was impressive. It was bigger than most things she had seen, even though being born and raised in Italy. And it was not finished. A lot like their business with rWd and Travis Rech. While every other person would take pictures of the building, it was Frank Washington that had put the focus of his iPhone on his wife. They probably were on vacation, but work never really left their mind. Not when the stakes were that high.
Shawna Martinez: ''You sure about that?''
Frank Washington: ''Couldn't be more sure darling. I can see the fire... I know you got something to say. So why not do it right now... .''
Shawna Martinez: ''Well you gotta shout action, otherwise I can't start to act... .''
They both shared a little laughter before he would press the recording button. This probably looked like fun and games, but it was not. It was the make up for every insult. Every joke. Every minute she had been held back at home when being injured. This was revenge and it did never taste that good. In a slow manner she would take off her sunglasses, making sure he got the perfect view.
Shawna Martinez: ''Life is a gift, right? It is nothing you own, in the end you can be satisfied you got it. It may not always be sunny but it is worth every bit of the way. From time to time you lose your path, but you will eventually get back on the right track. Just like me. This sounds like a good description to what I have been going through the past months. I have lost myself, starting to believe the rumors spread about me. When all i had to do was listen to myself, the voice inside of me that always had been leading me into the right direction. If i thought it would help to have a reasonable talk with our opponents, I would have tried that. But face it, it is like speaking against a wall. And on a side note, I am not speaking about the charisma of Artemis. She is the Iceblock of the company, congratulations. But you know what? Ice can be a tough thing to destroy. I have learnt that the hard way.''
She was taking a small pause, only to see Frank nod. After being together for quite a while now.- he knew her way of speaking. Knowing that a poet was resting inside that stunning body.
Shawna Martinez: ''There are three things i am absolute sure of. Frank. Myself. And what we can do together. I am not the way a female should be, isn't that what you said in your colorful way of talking Assad? I should be home playing the little wifey, doing whatever females do. Well i got news for you fellah, maybe you have been brought to this world as the afterbirth. Which would explain your brain getting damaged on the way out. Why are you so scared? Nothing to fear, right? Or is it exactly that, the reason why you talk me down? That you know fully well I can erase you with one punch to the face. I never was one to put out threats but in your case, well fuck it. I will make sure you never forget my name. I will not leave all the fun to Frank, we can share very well. By now you probably regret your words, well that is something I would say if i thought you had any guts. You are nothing. You are no one. Before rWd no one had ever heard of you and why is that? Easy Tiger. No one likes to have a pissy Mister Know it all around. You have no right to be in this country, no need either. If you wanna bomb us all away, I beg you for one thing. Learn to make it right. You couldn't with your promotional work, i very well doubt you can with your presence in the ring. You are mediocre if anything.''
When saying that she would raise one of her eyebrows, letting out a sigh. It was funny and tragic at the same time. Several people would pass them by, staring and wondering. Well Austria you just have been WashingtonED.
Shawna Martinez: ''It does not surprise me that you said what you said, it only proves that you are predictable. I don't care about my Tag Team Partner. I am better than all of you. I am bla bla bla. If that is your best shot man, well then make sure you got a good suit. One of us will put you to rest, shut you up the way you deserve. I wouldn't count on Artemis to be any help, cause while you guys build castles in the sky.- I have been doing some building myself. Bringing myself back up, where I belong. I do not need to be the hero in this one. Or a martyr for that matter. We got other people for that, just look around. We have those that sacrifice their career for Travis Rech, only to get handed titles. Well done. I can simply not get over that. What has started out as the story of a young hungry talent, soon turned into a foolish fairytale. When people hear something often enough, they either snap or get bored. In my case, take a guess. I have been letting this go on for too long. I have been standing in the shadows, allowing a single person to decide my fate. But that is over. I am alright. I haven't been able to say that in a very long time. Accidents happen. Failures happen. But i am here to right my wrong. My body did leave me hanging, but that wont happen again. I got two things to look forward to this week. One is to finally get my hands on Artemis and the other right now seems even better. Shutting up this wannabe ISIS rebel. Both things I will do with a smile on my face, one like that.''
During a Messiah like pose, she was winking right at Frank who for a moment had to grin. One did not anger Shawna Martinez, not like that. Coming out of a MOB family, bombs were the least of Assad's problems. When she started speaking again she would walk closer to the camera focus.
Shawna Martinez: ''Do not get me wrong, I feel honored to have a blood feud with Artemis. Whatever that is in her eyes. But you do not try to be something you are not. Champion or not. I have been willing to oversee a lot of things, too many things even. Whenver it was necessary I even swallowed my pride. But that was then. Now this is about something else, something even more personal. Like it or not, the odds are highly against you. We are a Team. I said that last time, you are simply two people they have put together for quotes. You get in our face, we will make sure you have a story to tell later. It is like this fire that can't be tamed, this anger that needs to finally get out. Artemis. Assad. Double A. That could stand for so many things. But on the top of my list it simply means, the Double Assholes that could not get it right. Hold your breath and count till ten, cause that is the time span you have to run. Silence. Nothing. This should be the new moniker of you Artemis. Or was that on purpose? Did you not wanna fire out your best shot this week? Saving it for our One on One encounter? Lame. Cause there is nothing to save. At the end of the day you gotta realize one thing. You have said it all. Not done it all. But babbled about it back and forth. In your heart you know that lightning never strikes twice on the same spot. You maybe were lucky in mSw, or maybe you just were better that day. But this is not then. The person you met in that very ring, has only little to do with who i am now. Thank you. Again.''
When pausing this time it was not without a dramatic gesture, making sure the world they knew would burn. It was time for a far, that was at least one thing Assad had been right about. Holy or Not.
Shawna Martinez: ''Sooner or later we all have to pay for our sins. In most cases it is nothing huge. Most people create a decent life, not crossing the line. But not you guys. When you decided to make this a War, we have been firing back. But once we did, nothing. Did we already hit the right spot? Was this all the gunpowder you had, or did it rain on your parade. There is no sympathy coming from me, or Frank. If we take away the one thing you think you are good at, what is left? Exactly. Come Sunday Night Combat we will see what you are made off, sadly enough the world already sees your true colors. The glamor is fading off. The walls start to come down. I got nothing to hide. I got nothing to fear. In god we trust, with the devil we sleep. Let me personally welcome you to hell. One step further and not even an Army of Rebels can save you. It is what you made it. War. And Double A, we bring that to your door. Run. Hide. Trip. GAME OVER.''
A dark laughter escaped her well defined mouth. It had been burning for so long. She had been hiding that side. It had nothing to do with good or bad. Evil was living in all of us. The only difficulty was to let it out in the right moment, deciding what amount you show the world. This was Shawna Martinez. Bella Mafia. The Impassable. And yeah. The demon that did rest inside of her.
The Impassable™
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✖Vienna Calling✖
[exclusive rWd promo]
Vienna. A city so beautiful it was hard to describe. It was like a belated birthday present when Frank surprised her with the trip. On top of it watching the Gaslight Anthem concert with her. They were part of the crowd, getting lost. That was till after the gig, when he pulled her away.- walking her backstage. Damn it. He had thought of everything. Allowing his wife to have a fangirl moment, when meeting the band. Oh my god she would so rub that in, on everyone. After all this hype and excitement they had decided to stay a little longer. Enjoying their time, making this the well deserved vacation. It was like another time and place, nothing really did matter. Nothing apart from them. Well. That was till Achmed the Terrorist decided to open his mouth, spitting out whatever poison that was resting inside of him. Pointless. Overrated. None than less his way of working.
It was early in the afternoon when they had arrived at the Stephans Dom, being part of all the other tourists. It was impressive. It was bigger than most things she had seen, even though being born and raised in Italy. And it was not finished. A lot like their business with rWd and Travis Rech. While every other person would take pictures of the building, it was Frank Washington that had put the focus of his iPhone on his wife. They probably were on vacation, but work never really left their mind. Not when the stakes were that high.
Shawna Martinez: ''You sure about that?''
Frank Washington: ''Couldn't be more sure darling. I can see the fire... I know you got something to say. So why not do it right now... .''
Shawna Martinez: ''Well you gotta shout action, otherwise I can't start to act... .''
They both shared a little laughter before he would press the recording button. This probably looked like fun and games, but it was not. It was the make up for every insult. Every joke. Every minute she had been held back at home when being injured. This was revenge and it did never taste that good. In a slow manner she would take off her sunglasses, making sure he got the perfect view.
Shawna Martinez: ''Life is a gift, right? It is nothing you own, in the end you can be satisfied you got it. It may not always be sunny but it is worth every bit of the way. From time to time you lose your path, but you will eventually get back on the right track. Just like me. This sounds like a good description to what I have been going through the past months. I have lost myself, starting to believe the rumors spread about me. When all i had to do was listen to myself, the voice inside of me that always had been leading me into the right direction. If i thought it would help to have a reasonable talk with our opponents, I would have tried that. But face it, it is like speaking against a wall. And on a side note, I am not speaking about the charisma of Artemis. She is the Iceblock of the company, congratulations. But you know what? Ice can be a tough thing to destroy. I have learnt that the hard way.''
She was taking a small pause, only to see Frank nod. After being together for quite a while now.- he knew her way of speaking. Knowing that a poet was resting inside that stunning body.
Shawna Martinez: ''There are three things i am absolute sure of. Frank. Myself. And what we can do together. I am not the way a female should be, isn't that what you said in your colorful way of talking Assad? I should be home playing the little wifey, doing whatever females do. Well i got news for you fellah, maybe you have been brought to this world as the afterbirth. Which would explain your brain getting damaged on the way out. Why are you so scared? Nothing to fear, right? Or is it exactly that, the reason why you talk me down? That you know fully well I can erase you with one punch to the face. I never was one to put out threats but in your case, well fuck it. I will make sure you never forget my name. I will not leave all the fun to Frank, we can share very well. By now you probably regret your words, well that is something I would say if i thought you had any guts. You are nothing. You are no one. Before rWd no one had ever heard of you and why is that? Easy Tiger. No one likes to have a pissy Mister Know it all around. You have no right to be in this country, no need either. If you wanna bomb us all away, I beg you for one thing. Learn to make it right. You couldn't with your promotional work, i very well doubt you can with your presence in the ring. You are mediocre if anything.''
When saying that she would raise one of her eyebrows, letting out a sigh. It was funny and tragic at the same time. Several people would pass them by, staring and wondering. Well Austria you just have been WashingtonED.
Shawna Martinez: ''It does not surprise me that you said what you said, it only proves that you are predictable. I don't care about my Tag Team Partner. I am better than all of you. I am bla bla bla. If that is your best shot man, well then make sure you got a good suit. One of us will put you to rest, shut you up the way you deserve. I wouldn't count on Artemis to be any help, cause while you guys build castles in the sky.- I have been doing some building myself. Bringing myself back up, where I belong. I do not need to be the hero in this one. Or a martyr for that matter. We got other people for that, just look around. We have those that sacrifice their career for Travis Rech, only to get handed titles. Well done. I can simply not get over that. What has started out as the story of a young hungry talent, soon turned into a foolish fairytale. When people hear something often enough, they either snap or get bored. In my case, take a guess. I have been letting this go on for too long. I have been standing in the shadows, allowing a single person to decide my fate. But that is over. I am alright. I haven't been able to say that in a very long time. Accidents happen. Failures happen. But i am here to right my wrong. My body did leave me hanging, but that wont happen again. I got two things to look forward to this week. One is to finally get my hands on Artemis and the other right now seems even better. Shutting up this wannabe ISIS rebel. Both things I will do with a smile on my face, one like that.''
During a Messiah like pose, she was winking right at Frank who for a moment had to grin. One did not anger Shawna Martinez, not like that. Coming out of a MOB family, bombs were the least of Assad's problems. When she started speaking again she would walk closer to the camera focus.
Shawna Martinez: ''Do not get me wrong, I feel honored to have a blood feud with Artemis. Whatever that is in her eyes. But you do not try to be something you are not. Champion or not. I have been willing to oversee a lot of things, too many things even. Whenver it was necessary I even swallowed my pride. But that was then. Now this is about something else, something even more personal. Like it or not, the odds are highly against you. We are a Team. I said that last time, you are simply two people they have put together for quotes. You get in our face, we will make sure you have a story to tell later. It is like this fire that can't be tamed, this anger that needs to finally get out. Artemis. Assad. Double A. That could stand for so many things. But on the top of my list it simply means, the Double Assholes that could not get it right. Hold your breath and count till ten, cause that is the time span you have to run. Silence. Nothing. This should be the new moniker of you Artemis. Or was that on purpose? Did you not wanna fire out your best shot this week? Saving it for our One on One encounter? Lame. Cause there is nothing to save. At the end of the day you gotta realize one thing. You have said it all. Not done it all. But babbled about it back and forth. In your heart you know that lightning never strikes twice on the same spot. You maybe were lucky in mSw, or maybe you just were better that day. But this is not then. The person you met in that very ring, has only little to do with who i am now. Thank you. Again.''
When pausing this time it was not without a dramatic gesture, making sure the world they knew would burn. It was time for a far, that was at least one thing Assad had been right about. Holy or Not.
Shawna Martinez: ''Sooner or later we all have to pay for our sins. In most cases it is nothing huge. Most people create a decent life, not crossing the line. But not you guys. When you decided to make this a War, we have been firing back. But once we did, nothing. Did we already hit the right spot? Was this all the gunpowder you had, or did it rain on your parade. There is no sympathy coming from me, or Frank. If we take away the one thing you think you are good at, what is left? Exactly. Come Sunday Night Combat we will see what you are made off, sadly enough the world already sees your true colors. The glamor is fading off. The walls start to come down. I got nothing to hide. I got nothing to fear. In god we trust, with the devil we sleep. Let me personally welcome you to hell. One step further and not even an Army of Rebels can save you. It is what you made it. War. And Double A, we bring that to your door. Run. Hide. Trip. GAME OVER.''
A dark laughter escaped her well defined mouth. It had been burning for so long. She had been hiding that side. It had nothing to do with good or bad. Evil was living in all of us. The only difficulty was to let it out in the right moment, deciding what amount you show the world. This was Shawna Martinez. Bella Mafia. The Impassable. And yeah. The demon that did rest inside of her.
The Impassable™
so quickly so sad!
