Post by Shawna Martinez on Nov 19, 2014 16:54:40 GMT
✖OUT OF CHARACTER✖ GOOD LUCK MY NEMESIS! WE WILL ROCK THAT SHIT 
✖NEXT MATCH✖ 30 Minute Ironwoman Match for the RWD Women's Championship Match vs Artemis Kaiser
✖Why Shawna? Why? That was a good and tough question at the same time. The fourth episode of Sunday Night Combat went exactly as they promised, ending with a big win. Well ending with a vicious attack right after the match, but wait. It was not Artemis Kaiser that went down that road. It was not the self proclaimed Champion4Life that slammed Shawna's face onto the mat. So what has happened? How did the game suddenly change? It did not. The odds were still the same, but it was Shawna Martinez that had changed. Enough of the games. Enough of the pointless catch phrases. In other words you could say, she had snapped. It was this very moment were everything was crashing right over her head, the point of no return. And without being righteous, but Artemis had it coming. Taking pride in injuring someone was not only lame, it was the worst thing you could do. Building yourself a name with something like that would always backfire, always. Sure. She had expected Shawna to retire, giving up on the thing she loved so much. But what if life did give you a big FUCK YOU? What you got left then? Both females were used to win. Both ladies always gave their best. But coming out of the Supercard there could only be one Womens Champion. Either of them wanted that title. Needed it so to say. But there was this one percent that Artemis did not have, that little thing that had been lingering inside Shawna for the past months. The hunger for revenge. So maybe they were both going to enter a dark place, with only one coming back out. Message from one Warrior to the other, I am ready. To face you. To break you. And on top of it, to let my demons come free. No worries. I always get even. Ego quidem semper impetro✖
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A heart full of love could be a rather dangerous thing. But so could be a soul full of hate. Quite poetic, huh? Well not really, it was a fact life would teach you if you reach the bottom. While her private life had been nothing but wonderful, her career had been complicated for a while. Signed with a company she did not like. Working with people that had changed over night. Seeing some of her closest friends leave. Shit. That was the best word to describe it. Week after week she would put on her boots, doing her so called job. And yet all of those matches were not worth a penny. Nothing personal against any opponent, but they did not matter to her. There was one name written all over her mind, inked in her skin. Artemis Kaiser. While her neck injury had been healing out just perfectly fine, the emotional wounds were going way deeper. That was till last week, when she finally could get those strong arms wrapped around Arty. The match did not last all too long, with their opponents doing what was expected. Assad trying to be a tough guy, trying may be the key word there. He was a joke. An ISIS rip off, that could not even bomb himself away. But that was the past. Did Artemis still feel the pain from il Impassable? It was a dangerous move, but then again that girl was the Queen of danger. While her opponent would probably brush it off, not showing any weakness. The truth was different. It did hurt. Maybe the physical pain was not the worst, but it did hurt. And that right after trying to pull up a classy move, by giving up a title that never was hers in the first place. Nice act. Nice try. But in the end, too little.- way too late. This was still war. RWD vs the Washingtons. Artemis Kaiser vs Shawna Martinez. Oh yeah and Travis Rech vs the tripper he caught fooling around with cheap females. Poor kiddo.
✖I came to Dance✖
LOCATION: Kansas City, Missouri
CAMERA STATUS: ON/OFF Camera
I am awake. Probably more awake than i have been for the past twelve months. My actions are my own, my reasons probably unknown. But easy to guess in the end. Shawna Martinez had grown out of being the all time friendly and supporting female she was back in MSW. No need to offer a helping hand to new talents, when all they would do is throw it back in your face. You remember that Artemis? There is still a tomorrow and obviously you always meet twice in life. At an awful early time she had kissed Frank goodbye, both having different things to do today. Even after several months of marriage, she still did not wanna be separated. Dumb emotional little girl. Meeting Charles Matias for some sort of breakfast, answering probably questions she had been hearing nonstop. Just like expected he had been awaiting her with a friendly smile, although she was late. They shook hands briefly, before ordering some food and coffee. Well he did coffee, she would always go for tea. So untypical for an Italian girl, screw you father.
Shawna Martinez: ''So what's it gonna be? You got some questions ready and they will film me while i eat and talk at the same time... .''
This question probably came out a bit more unfriendly than it was supposed to be, but then again Shawna was a lot.- but no morning person. With the lack of sleep she caught the past nights, it was not really a surprise. Either way Charles would shake his head, sipping from his black coffee. Why would the man shake his head? Did he not understand what she had just asked? Stroke? Maybe.
Charles Matias: ''Well I thought we do that a bit different. I know how tiring it can get being a super superstar, answering the same questions over and over again... .''
Wait?! Did he read her mind now? This had just gotten more strange by the moment. With a curious look she listened to him going on with his speech.
Charles Matias: ''... so instead of that, you will do the talking. The feud between Artemis and you needs really no more questions. Just answers. So ready when you are Miss Martinez.. or Washington... .''
They would both share a smile. That was a deal. So while the camera crew did prepare themselves, Shawna would allow her body to relax a little. She had been coming here today with the worst on her mind, but it did turn out quite different. So with a few moment passing by she wondered what was there to be said and making a small script in the back of her mind. Only to tell herself to screw it a moment later. Going with gut feeling was the best, most of the time.
Charles Matias: ''Sitting here with me is none than Shawna Martinez, one of the Main Eventers of the upcoming Supercard From the Ashes. So after months of back and forth between herself and Artemis Kaiser, the running finally stops. Those two will compete in an 30 Minute Ironwoman Match and for nothing less than the RWD Womens Title. A high prize. The Stage is yours Shawna... .''
She looked at him in a strange way for several seconds, before grinning. The man probably was drunk or just in a rather good mood. Either way she was ready to tell her story, finally.
Shawna Martinez: ''Well. I am not even sure if i am proper dressed for an event like this, nah just kidding. You wouldn't believe the amount of people that wanted to hear my part of the story, during this past months. And yet I do not really think there is two sides of a story that is so important. Artemis Kaiser is one of the most gifted people in this industry these days, I will not lie about that. She has it all. The full package so to say. Well then again, that is what they said about me all my life. I made promises, I held them. And then I failed. Only fools believe that they are unbreakable, so yeah I admit it. I was cocky. Arrogant. Thinking that there was nothing that could stop me. When I first met Artemis in MSW, I knew she was the future. And I have zero problem with admitting that, not even now. But one has to figure out this first, the present has not stopped just yet. The girl will probably still wrestle when i am sitting home with kids, shouting at Frank for not taking out the trash. I have been sitting and waiting. Training more than i ever did, just for that upcoming match. While her mentor was taking a fall, where was Artemis? Praising the one person that could beat her, well what does that mean? I beat Ryan, so i already beat you? Joke. We gotta go a bit further back in time, the week before my accident. The promotional work we both did. What happened there? Artemis got offended by something I have said, a little thing i only found out about months later. That is the problem with society these days, opinions are like assholes. Everyone has one.''
Holding a hand in front of her face, as if she was saying oops, Shawna took a small break. Only to speak on, smiling.
Shawna Martinez: ''She declared me her Nemesis for something I have called her. And for that I wanna say sorry. I did not mean to offend you in any way back then, cause like it or not.- that is not how I roll. But in the end I think, things happen for a reason. You were at the right spot, at the right time. You grabbed that title and my name was washed away. I can not say i was happy about the way the MSW roster and fans had forgotten about me in an instant, but that is life. Right? You get slapped in the face and with a bit of luck you slap harder then the other person. But that was then. It was a time in my life where i wasn't sure what direction my career would go. It was your time to shine Artemis. And while I am certain that you will make your way and become a legend, that time will not start at the Supercard. Not cause you are not capable of beating me. Not cause I am better than you, calling you a rookie. Simply cause they have been telling you, the whole world knows it. There is a lot more blood of me in that match, then you could give. In my heart I know that we will kick some serious ass, stealing the show. Wait. We are the freaking Main Event anyhow, so what does that make us? The top of the top. Or does it mean that Rech finally did realize that this is what the fans have been wanting all along? Instead of him talking, running people out of the company. Too bad his ass can not answer to his mouth, i bet they would have a huge argument. You realize something Charles?''
Snapping out of his thoughts the Interviewer would look at her, raising one of his eyebrows. Then a moment later he would shrug his shoulders, waiting for an explanation.
Shawna Martinez: ''Whenever I speak about Travis Rech, i seem to make ass references. Really not nice of me. But then again, who cares? But we were speaking about real business. My business. Maybe it is my age, but it seems like I have a lot of mottos for my own life. What about Sink or Swim? Does it suit this situation, I would think so. I have been thinking about one thing in particular Artemis and I just don't know if i buy it. You giving up that title, that seems like a classy act. And if i didn't know it any better, i would applaud you for that. But then I wonder about something, why now? Why running around with a title that meant shit, cause you got it handed. Did Frank really get under your skin like that? Or will you pretend that it didn't matter what he said, cause I think different. I will not say you didn't mean good, but it actually did not matter. Maybe the rest of the female roster appreciates it, but at the end of the day I simply do not care. I never said give up the title, I stated that you did not deserve to wear it. When we face this time, I am not saying I win. I am not saying that this title will come to me, but that is not what matters. I told whoever was willing to listen what I have on my mind. And that has not changed. Every match just brought me one step closer to you. To the one thing that has been driving me lightly insane, costing me sleepless nights. You drove me off this bridge, yet you did not figure that I am a really good swimmer. This story is no longer about a prestige title or who is the best female in this industry, maybe it never was about that. Mostly it seemed to be about attitude and egos, two things we both seem to carry. But in my case, my ego does not need an extra seat on the plane. How about yours?''
Another small pause. Another deep breath. Her tea probably had gotten cold by now, or was forgotten. She was laying her head lightly to the side, looking rather serious for a moment. Charles considering to say something, but she was already speaking again. Babbly blondes, really.
Shawna Martinez: ''Maybe I am no one. Maybe I have never had the most successful career, at least not when listening to you. But I have always had one thing Artemis, Me. There was always this one thing I could count on, the one person that never did let me down. Shawna Martinez. I do not need any Management Member to pat my shoulder. I do not anyone to lead my way, cause i rather fuck up on my own. Do not get me wrong again, I am not saying this is what you need.- but you gave Rech the right to make it look that way. While you were fresh and on top of the world in MSW, he managed to make you look weak. So maybe you should consider kicking his teeth out, just saying. Some say I am tough, others say i am overrated. Maybe it is a bit of both, but that is how you build yourself a reputation. Brought to the world by those that fear you and by those that envy you. From Marie Porter to Ryan Cavalari, they can say about me whatever they wish.- fact is i ran through them. Like a knife through soft butter. Cause this is what I do. I am not known for fancy promos or stare downs.- I am known for pulling a fight. Whenever I do my job, I do it well. I expect the same from you. Cause let us be honest with each other, if not us.- who then?''
That was another thing to be answered in a few days from now. The rest of the female roster was growing small, but no matter who was winning at the Supercard becoming champion, they would not have an easy game. Ever. Shawna was sipping from her drink, closing her eyes. Allowing the excitement to settle. Even after so many years, it was still there.
Shawna Martinez: ''I tell you this now Artemis, I am bringing nothing but my best. And I am sure you will be doing just the same, cause that is our house. See that? I did not say Mine or Yours, I said OURS. They gotta face the facts, there is no one like us. Not cause we are better than the rest of the world, but we are different. So on a personal note, we are probably never becoming the bestest of friends.-but we can become the best females this industry has to offer. But for that, we gotta get it out of our system. Think of me as weak or lame, but that is how i see things. I am not out there to hurt you, but you know fully well that we share another thing. Short Temper. So the moment you allow yourself to slow down, I will rip you another hole. Knowing rather well that I can not ever slow down around you. Shall I now add a few typical things people cut in their promos. Let me see. Number One, I will beat you like you have never been beaten before. Number Two, that title is mine. Number Three, I am the best in the World. Clichè fulfilled? I would think so. And at the end of the day, this is what the business lives from. Taking names and satisfying all the clichès. Let's be different. Let's be creative. Let's blow the roof off the arena.''
She was already about getting up, but she would turn around to face Charles again. There it was. Like always, at least the past few weeks. That grin that was so hard to read, it was friendly.- but if you took a deeper look it was dangerous.
Shawna Martinez: ''Corpora lente augescent cito extinguuntur.''
Charles Matias: ''Personal Question, why you so often end your Interviews with Latin words... .''
Once again she looked at him, not sure if he was serious about it or not. It was up to her now to shrug her shoulders.
Shawna Martinez: ''Easy Charles... cause I can you sweet little dummy.''
Laugher. Darkness. End of Scene.
The Impassable™
✖Why Shawna? Why? That was a good and tough question at the same time. The fourth episode of Sunday Night Combat went exactly as they promised, ending with a big win. Well ending with a vicious attack right after the match, but wait. It was not Artemis Kaiser that went down that road. It was not the self proclaimed Champion4Life that slammed Shawna's face onto the mat. So what has happened? How did the game suddenly change? It did not. The odds were still the same, but it was Shawna Martinez that had changed. Enough of the games. Enough of the pointless catch phrases. In other words you could say, she had snapped. It was this very moment were everything was crashing right over her head, the point of no return. And without being righteous, but Artemis had it coming. Taking pride in injuring someone was not only lame, it was the worst thing you could do. Building yourself a name with something like that would always backfire, always. Sure. She had expected Shawna to retire, giving up on the thing she loved so much. But what if life did give you a big FUCK YOU? What you got left then? Both females were used to win. Both ladies always gave their best. But coming out of the Supercard there could only be one Womens Champion. Either of them wanted that title. Needed it so to say. But there was this one percent that Artemis did not have, that little thing that had been lingering inside Shawna for the past months. The hunger for revenge. So maybe they were both going to enter a dark place, with only one coming back out. Message from one Warrior to the other, I am ready. To face you. To break you. And on top of it, to let my demons come free. No worries. I always get even. Ego quidem semper impetro✖
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A heart full of love could be a rather dangerous thing. But so could be a soul full of hate. Quite poetic, huh? Well not really, it was a fact life would teach you if you reach the bottom. While her private life had been nothing but wonderful, her career had been complicated for a while. Signed with a company she did not like. Working with people that had changed over night. Seeing some of her closest friends leave. Shit. That was the best word to describe it. Week after week she would put on her boots, doing her so called job. And yet all of those matches were not worth a penny. Nothing personal against any opponent, but they did not matter to her. There was one name written all over her mind, inked in her skin. Artemis Kaiser. While her neck injury had been healing out just perfectly fine, the emotional wounds were going way deeper. That was till last week, when she finally could get those strong arms wrapped around Arty. The match did not last all too long, with their opponents doing what was expected. Assad trying to be a tough guy, trying may be the key word there. He was a joke. An ISIS rip off, that could not even bomb himself away. But that was the past. Did Artemis still feel the pain from il Impassable? It was a dangerous move, but then again that girl was the Queen of danger. While her opponent would probably brush it off, not showing any weakness. The truth was different. It did hurt. Maybe the physical pain was not the worst, but it did hurt. And that right after trying to pull up a classy move, by giving up a title that never was hers in the first place. Nice act. Nice try. But in the end, too little.- way too late. This was still war. RWD vs the Washingtons. Artemis Kaiser vs Shawna Martinez. Oh yeah and Travis Rech vs the tripper he caught fooling around with cheap females. Poor kiddo.
✖I came to Dance✖
LOCATION: Kansas City, Missouri
CAMERA STATUS: ON/OFF Camera
I am awake. Probably more awake than i have been for the past twelve months. My actions are my own, my reasons probably unknown. But easy to guess in the end. Shawna Martinez had grown out of being the all time friendly and supporting female she was back in MSW. No need to offer a helping hand to new talents, when all they would do is throw it back in your face. You remember that Artemis? There is still a tomorrow and obviously you always meet twice in life. At an awful early time she had kissed Frank goodbye, both having different things to do today. Even after several months of marriage, she still did not wanna be separated. Dumb emotional little girl. Meeting Charles Matias for some sort of breakfast, answering probably questions she had been hearing nonstop. Just like expected he had been awaiting her with a friendly smile, although she was late. They shook hands briefly, before ordering some food and coffee. Well he did coffee, she would always go for tea. So untypical for an Italian girl, screw you father.
Shawna Martinez: ''So what's it gonna be? You got some questions ready and they will film me while i eat and talk at the same time... .''
This question probably came out a bit more unfriendly than it was supposed to be, but then again Shawna was a lot.- but no morning person. With the lack of sleep she caught the past nights, it was not really a surprise. Either way Charles would shake his head, sipping from his black coffee. Why would the man shake his head? Did he not understand what she had just asked? Stroke? Maybe.
Charles Matias: ''Well I thought we do that a bit different. I know how tiring it can get being a super superstar, answering the same questions over and over again... .''
Wait?! Did he read her mind now? This had just gotten more strange by the moment. With a curious look she listened to him going on with his speech.
Charles Matias: ''... so instead of that, you will do the talking. The feud between Artemis and you needs really no more questions. Just answers. So ready when you are Miss Martinez.. or Washington... .''
They would both share a smile. That was a deal. So while the camera crew did prepare themselves, Shawna would allow her body to relax a little. She had been coming here today with the worst on her mind, but it did turn out quite different. So with a few moment passing by she wondered what was there to be said and making a small script in the back of her mind. Only to tell herself to screw it a moment later. Going with gut feeling was the best, most of the time.
Charles Matias: ''Sitting here with me is none than Shawna Martinez, one of the Main Eventers of the upcoming Supercard From the Ashes. So after months of back and forth between herself and Artemis Kaiser, the running finally stops. Those two will compete in an 30 Minute Ironwoman Match and for nothing less than the RWD Womens Title. A high prize. The Stage is yours Shawna... .''
She looked at him in a strange way for several seconds, before grinning. The man probably was drunk or just in a rather good mood. Either way she was ready to tell her story, finally.
Shawna Martinez: ''Well. I am not even sure if i am proper dressed for an event like this, nah just kidding. You wouldn't believe the amount of people that wanted to hear my part of the story, during this past months. And yet I do not really think there is two sides of a story that is so important. Artemis Kaiser is one of the most gifted people in this industry these days, I will not lie about that. She has it all. The full package so to say. Well then again, that is what they said about me all my life. I made promises, I held them. And then I failed. Only fools believe that they are unbreakable, so yeah I admit it. I was cocky. Arrogant. Thinking that there was nothing that could stop me. When I first met Artemis in MSW, I knew she was the future. And I have zero problem with admitting that, not even now. But one has to figure out this first, the present has not stopped just yet. The girl will probably still wrestle when i am sitting home with kids, shouting at Frank for not taking out the trash. I have been sitting and waiting. Training more than i ever did, just for that upcoming match. While her mentor was taking a fall, where was Artemis? Praising the one person that could beat her, well what does that mean? I beat Ryan, so i already beat you? Joke. We gotta go a bit further back in time, the week before my accident. The promotional work we both did. What happened there? Artemis got offended by something I have said, a little thing i only found out about months later. That is the problem with society these days, opinions are like assholes. Everyone has one.''
Holding a hand in front of her face, as if she was saying oops, Shawna took a small break. Only to speak on, smiling.
Shawna Martinez: ''She declared me her Nemesis for something I have called her. And for that I wanna say sorry. I did not mean to offend you in any way back then, cause like it or not.- that is not how I roll. But in the end I think, things happen for a reason. You were at the right spot, at the right time. You grabbed that title and my name was washed away. I can not say i was happy about the way the MSW roster and fans had forgotten about me in an instant, but that is life. Right? You get slapped in the face and with a bit of luck you slap harder then the other person. But that was then. It was a time in my life where i wasn't sure what direction my career would go. It was your time to shine Artemis. And while I am certain that you will make your way and become a legend, that time will not start at the Supercard. Not cause you are not capable of beating me. Not cause I am better than you, calling you a rookie. Simply cause they have been telling you, the whole world knows it. There is a lot more blood of me in that match, then you could give. In my heart I know that we will kick some serious ass, stealing the show. Wait. We are the freaking Main Event anyhow, so what does that make us? The top of the top. Or does it mean that Rech finally did realize that this is what the fans have been wanting all along? Instead of him talking, running people out of the company. Too bad his ass can not answer to his mouth, i bet they would have a huge argument. You realize something Charles?''
Snapping out of his thoughts the Interviewer would look at her, raising one of his eyebrows. Then a moment later he would shrug his shoulders, waiting for an explanation.
Shawna Martinez: ''Whenever I speak about Travis Rech, i seem to make ass references. Really not nice of me. But then again, who cares? But we were speaking about real business. My business. Maybe it is my age, but it seems like I have a lot of mottos for my own life. What about Sink or Swim? Does it suit this situation, I would think so. I have been thinking about one thing in particular Artemis and I just don't know if i buy it. You giving up that title, that seems like a classy act. And if i didn't know it any better, i would applaud you for that. But then I wonder about something, why now? Why running around with a title that meant shit, cause you got it handed. Did Frank really get under your skin like that? Or will you pretend that it didn't matter what he said, cause I think different. I will not say you didn't mean good, but it actually did not matter. Maybe the rest of the female roster appreciates it, but at the end of the day I simply do not care. I never said give up the title, I stated that you did not deserve to wear it. When we face this time, I am not saying I win. I am not saying that this title will come to me, but that is not what matters. I told whoever was willing to listen what I have on my mind. And that has not changed. Every match just brought me one step closer to you. To the one thing that has been driving me lightly insane, costing me sleepless nights. You drove me off this bridge, yet you did not figure that I am a really good swimmer. This story is no longer about a prestige title or who is the best female in this industry, maybe it never was about that. Mostly it seemed to be about attitude and egos, two things we both seem to carry. But in my case, my ego does not need an extra seat on the plane. How about yours?''
Another small pause. Another deep breath. Her tea probably had gotten cold by now, or was forgotten. She was laying her head lightly to the side, looking rather serious for a moment. Charles considering to say something, but she was already speaking again. Babbly blondes, really.
Shawna Martinez: ''Maybe I am no one. Maybe I have never had the most successful career, at least not when listening to you. But I have always had one thing Artemis, Me. There was always this one thing I could count on, the one person that never did let me down. Shawna Martinez. I do not need any Management Member to pat my shoulder. I do not anyone to lead my way, cause i rather fuck up on my own. Do not get me wrong again, I am not saying this is what you need.- but you gave Rech the right to make it look that way. While you were fresh and on top of the world in MSW, he managed to make you look weak. So maybe you should consider kicking his teeth out, just saying. Some say I am tough, others say i am overrated. Maybe it is a bit of both, but that is how you build yourself a reputation. Brought to the world by those that fear you and by those that envy you. From Marie Porter to Ryan Cavalari, they can say about me whatever they wish.- fact is i ran through them. Like a knife through soft butter. Cause this is what I do. I am not known for fancy promos or stare downs.- I am known for pulling a fight. Whenever I do my job, I do it well. I expect the same from you. Cause let us be honest with each other, if not us.- who then?''
That was another thing to be answered in a few days from now. The rest of the female roster was growing small, but no matter who was winning at the Supercard becoming champion, they would not have an easy game. Ever. Shawna was sipping from her drink, closing her eyes. Allowing the excitement to settle. Even after so many years, it was still there.
Shawna Martinez: ''I tell you this now Artemis, I am bringing nothing but my best. And I am sure you will be doing just the same, cause that is our house. See that? I did not say Mine or Yours, I said OURS. They gotta face the facts, there is no one like us. Not cause we are better than the rest of the world, but we are different. So on a personal note, we are probably never becoming the bestest of friends.-but we can become the best females this industry has to offer. But for that, we gotta get it out of our system. Think of me as weak or lame, but that is how i see things. I am not out there to hurt you, but you know fully well that we share another thing. Short Temper. So the moment you allow yourself to slow down, I will rip you another hole. Knowing rather well that I can not ever slow down around you. Shall I now add a few typical things people cut in their promos. Let me see. Number One, I will beat you like you have never been beaten before. Number Two, that title is mine. Number Three, I am the best in the World. Clichè fulfilled? I would think so. And at the end of the day, this is what the business lives from. Taking names and satisfying all the clichès. Let's be different. Let's be creative. Let's blow the roof off the arena.''
She was already about getting up, but she would turn around to face Charles again. There it was. Like always, at least the past few weeks. That grin that was so hard to read, it was friendly.- but if you took a deeper look it was dangerous.
Shawna Martinez: ''Corpora lente augescent cito extinguuntur.''
Charles Matias: ''Personal Question, why you so often end your Interviews with Latin words... .''
Once again she looked at him, not sure if he was serious about it or not. It was up to her now to shrug her shoulders.
Shawna Martinez: ''Easy Charles... cause I can you sweet little dummy.''
Laugher. Darkness. End of Scene.
The Impassable™
so quickly so sad!
