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Roleplay Boards => Archived Roleplays => Climax Control Archives => Topic started by: Kate Steele on May 04, 2018, 11:55:13 PM
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Hello all of SCW…
I know I am supposed to stand before you all with nothing but a smile emerging from my lips but I am not going to give you a façade of who I am really. You might be presented with that form of acting bullshit from that of my mother but I am not going to stand before you wearing a false sense of a mask. I am going to be completely honest with all of you and tell how you it really is. I am ashamed of what happened in the Blast From The Past Tournament. It was supposed to be my moment. It was supposed to be the tournament that I would win and showcase that I am not only the future of wrestling but I am the present and this Bombshell division is mine for the taking.
However instead of me winning the whole thing I fall to a stupid fucking Part Timer and on top of it I still have to get subjected into being in my mother’s shadows. I am just about sick and tired of it and even though I know that with all things considered my future step mom made her debut to this company and it’s supposed to be all rainbows and butterflies.
She manages to have a successful debut and I get left with absolutely nothing. Even Seleana amounted to something and once again I am stuck to be nothing more than the coattail of Crystal Hilton. She can parade around all of you with her stupid charade as Christina Rose and now I am left to wonder what is my place in this company.
What am I going to amount to?!
Where am I supposed to go?!
I went from being in a main event match to being a curtain jerker and I am supposed to just take this like I am pleased?
FUCK… THAT… NOISE!
I am nobody’s curtain jerker and you aren’t going to make a mockery of the wrestler that I know I am. I am a third generational bombshell. That means that my Grandfather made a living competing in the ring. That means my father made a living in the ring, and that means I myself have some serious shoes to fit. I have a lot ahead of me if I want to make something of myself but I feel like I can’t go anywhere because all of you are expecting me to be my mother’s daughter. You are expecting to see Crystal emerging out of me and I don’t want that at all.
I want to establish myself based on my own name and as much as that might surprise you if my mother was really all that important don’t you think for one second that I would be coming out here wrestling under the name of Hilton?
But no… I am not one to change my name on whim for the sake of the idiotic fans nor do I give a shit at what they want. The reason I am competing inside of that ring is because I am making a name for myself and I don’t give a damn who I have to trample all over to get to where I want to in this business. If I have to go through everyone to make a point you better believe I am going to do exactly just that. I guess that brings me to the likes of this current opponent that is in front of me. A woman who goes by the name of Cat Riley.
Cat Riley is an idiot mentioning the merely likes of the Kardashians… Well I may not be from that family but guess what I am the daughter of Crystal Hilton. I guess you could say I have sort of lived the same type of lifestyle. Every day I wake up it always seems like I am surrounded by some sort of camera. It’s as if my life is one big reality series and I am supposed to just take it all in.
I am supposed to be happy over the fact that there is paparazzi wherever I go and that I know that my star defining moment is somewhere along the horizon but here is the thing. I don’t want to be defined by what my mother did what her stupid fiancé does or what anyone in my family has done.
I want to be acknowledged by what I am doing and I want my name to shine above everyone else. Mark my words in one way or another on Climax Control people will acknowledge that I am to be taken seriously. People will be forced to acknowledge that there is a certain greatness that is destined to emerge from this short petite woman and I am not going to let anybody else tell me any differently. Cat you might just so happen to be the woman who gets to try me at breaking the cycle.
The reality of the situation is you did really well in your match against Nyla. You were amazing but as great as you might have been it was nothing close to being that on my level.. I am always looking to improve my game and I am not going to let you get in the way of what I am after.
That thing being superstardom, that thing being to rise above the rest, and to put you behind me. You see I would love nothing more to make sure that you are put squarely in your place and more importantly underneath me. You aren’t fit to be in the same ring with me. Not now and certainly not ever.
The fact is I didn’t sign my name with this company to be yet another pretty face. I didn’t sign here just to skirt by. I told myself and I am telling the entire world that I want to be a wrestler for the simple fact that I know I have all of the tools to be the best. Not everyone can do the things that I do in the ring, and just look at me. I am young perhaps the youngest woman to have ever competed in an SCW ring and I know that I am destined for something great. Wrestling is in my blood and it’s going to carry me until the day that I die.
Not only will I capture all of the wrestling world but I know that as soon as both of my parents kick the bucket I will be the heiress to my father’s fortune 500 company and of course my mother’s movie studio will be mine. It’s all going to be mine and there isn’t a damn thing that anybody can do to stop me from achieving such. T’s my nature to be at the very top and everybody else will merely be left in the dust as I go on to capture what rightfully belongs to me.
To be honest Cat I don’t give a shit if you know who I am or what I am about but I know everything there is to know about you. After all a win over you will make you nothing more than an afterthought! You will be yesterday’s news and everybody will be talking about me. All of the attention and of course the spotlight will be beaming squarely on me and I have nothing but smiles for all of it.
What gives you any sort of right to think that I am going to let you destroy what I am about to establish before it’s even built?!
What gives you any right to try to steer me off the course that I am destined to be on?
What gives you any inclination that you honestly believe in your heart that you are going to go on to beat me in the middle of the ring?
In that ring where my mother has poured her heart, soul, and blood into?!
It’s basically my world for the taking and this isn’t an all you can eat buffet where you can just grab what you want whenever you want. This is my entire world and I was meant to do great things. I was meant to achieve after all it’s in all of my blood but in order for me to get anywhere in this business I need to get through this very first match. I need to showcase that my singles run isn’t going to result in a let down!
After all I am a blockbuster success and I am the featured attraction! I am the woman who will grow up to be in the grand marquee and I will dominate all fashions of the wrestling ring to the best of my ability. You might be gearing up for a big battle but you are going to get a strong war in return. This is my dream and nothing will stop this little girl’s dream from becoming a reality. So bring me your very best and I assure you it still won’t be enough.
Try to keep up Cat… You simply just aren’t on my level!
#PIZZOWNOOB!!!
Los Angeles, California
Off Camera
Brittany Williams arrived to a gym fashionably late of course. It was like dealing with a mini version of Crystal Hilton. Brittany had nothing but the cameras surrounding her as she stepped out of a limo clad in a pair of very tight yoga pants. One photo went after another as Brittany moved her hands through her long curly hair. She waved at the public as she slowly turned her attention to the inside of the gym where she did a small work out for all of the cameras to see. However what caught her attention was somebody who was standing there wearing a hooded shirt. Her face was covered as she looked over at Brittany.
“Really? You know those cameras are going to fucking kill you!”
Brittany rolled her eyes as she looked back at the hidden figure.
“Right… And why should I even listen to anything that you have to tell me? As a matter of fact I will play this game…”
She snaps her fingers and everyone holding cameras immediately disappear leaving the gym free for the two of them. Brittany takes a long deep breath as she looks at the figure. The figure moves their hoodie back and they reveal themselves as none other than Crystal Hilton. There are no glasses, there are no cameras. It’s merely just Crystal who grins as she shows off her Internet Championship and lays it in front of Brittany.
“You see that Brittany? This is what hard work gets you in this business! This is where you ultimately will want to be if everything goes the way you want it to go. All you need to do is focus keep your head on straight and follow my lead and you will be there…”
Brittany scoffs as she shakes her head in disgust.
“Right like I would lesson to someone such as you. You think anyone is really going to buy this Christina and Crystal bullshit? It might be your worst acting job yet…”
“Worst? More like my best! The truth is as much as I loved being Crystal Hilton it really didn’t get me anywhere Brittany. I lost all of the friends I knew and even though the success might have been there I was really empty on the inside. I was a shell of my former self and with Christina I can be a care free individual and can really just do what I love to do. But we aren’t here to discuss about me. We are here to focus on you Brittany…”
Brittany rolls her eyes.
“What about me?! I didn’t come here to train… I just thought I let you know that regardless of what happens in my very first match. After that dad is taking over. Your services are no longer needed…”
Brittany smiles waving to Crystal as she walks away with an evil grin on her lips.