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Blog: Almighty Fire
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Do you ever lie awake wondering what you've done, what you're doing, where you're going, and why?
This is the stage when you just give up and give in to the facts: You're not getting any sleep tonight. In fact, you might never get sleep again. You will be awake for the rest of your life.
Every time you think 2020 can't get any crazier, it somehow gets crazier. I don't know how it's possible, but I somehow did. I finally took into account everything I thought I didn't know and factored it in with everything I do know about what I don't know. If I only then what I knew now, maybe I would know more now.
You know what I find funny? I've been working way too hard for a sport that gives no guarantees in life. No instant fame, no guaranteed health insurance. Not even twenty-four hours in a day. I guess that's the sacrifices you have to make if you want to last in this sport for long.
Maybe this is just a exercise in futility, you know? I get that my career is winding down, I get that I've been successful - my championships, accolades and honors show that I've done that and much more - but I'm just wondering when some of that payoff is going to wind up on my table. Anyway, just food for thought, I guess.
Anyway, I should probably talk about my match now. I feel like I've babbled long enough.
Thanksgiving has come and gone, but you know what? We do have to think about what we're thankful for, but we also have to be thankful for getting past. First match of the new year, I got a concussion that could have ended my career. 11 months later, I still managed to compete at every pay-per-view this year, break, tie or extend seven different records and at High Stakes there's a chance I could have possibly walk out Sunday with my 20th career PPV win.
Or, rather, I should have. The only thing standing in my way was Candy. Not everybody knows what to make of her. I still don't. Someone so sweet, so innocent, so naive, so stupid.
Now, I'll be the first to admit I'm not a great judge of character. Maybe she has a sweet personality, I don't know. Maybe she enjoys walking on the beach after sunset and rainbow unicorns, but then again she would know about beaches, right? She's from Malibu.
I'm almost embarrassed to admit that I have yet to beat Candy and that I lost to her in every match we've had. I should have been downright nervous though because that was the first time I competed in a match someone created. I guess when it comes to this Glitter Bomb match I should have expect the unexpected. There isn't a match in SCW I haven't competed in. I mean, here I am, one of the mainstays of this company, someone who’s been wrestling for eight years, over a decade in my career, have been far more successful than anyone on the roster and yet I faced a clear disadvantage I should have taken advantage of.
So I lost at High Stakes, I had three weeks to get over it and now this Sunday I'm going to go take care of business. I'm going to go fix that. I'm going to right the ship. I'm going to find a way to win my next match and end this losing streak at Climax Control. That's what I'm trying to do, that's what I'm going to do. I'm wrestling Bea Barnhart again, getting an opportunity to finally put this woman-child behind me and to do that, I have to beat her at her own game.
She's seen what I've done, what I can do, but she don't know what I will do. You gotta stay ready so you don't have to get ready. I realize the big match situation I’m about to face and I couldn't be more ready that I will be at this weekend. I earned this opportunity, and I am fully prepared to see it through.
¡Soy una luchadora, eres una guerrera y bien que sólo las mordeduras el viento!
I am a fighter, I am a warrior and I've come prepared!
I never got to win a championship this year, my win-loss record isn't anything to write home about, but that hasn't but a crack in my resolve, even though it should with the way this year has been. But sometimes it's not about how you start, it's how you finish, and I plan on finishing this year on a high note.
"The gloves are off, the war paint is on, and the checklist is always at hand. Like it or not, believe it or not, I'm walking out of Climax Control with my hand raised and making history one more time.
So the question isn't who's going to let me...
it's who's going to stop me[/color]
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L O S A N G E L E S • C A L I F O R N I A
It's Not Whether You Win or Lose: Gatekeeper the 24th: Mentiras, Malditas Mentiras (Lies, Damned Lies..., Part IX)
[REC•]
"Some things are better left unsaid, but you can bet I'm going to say it anyway. I can't help being who I am."
Mercedes lifts her head and addresses the camera. She sets aside a sodoku puzzle she was working on. With what's at stake, the puzzle could wait, she had more pressing matters to deal with at the moment.
"They say you only get one chance to make a first impression, but when I look at Bea Barnhart, I'm not that much impressed with her. Sure, she may not look like much, but looks can be deceiving. I mean, look at her. Let's pretend that she actually has talent. Maybe she and by extension her husband would be a household name in Sin City Wrestling instead of, well, what's the word...”
Mercedes stares at the camera now and again, but only now does she keep her eyes trained on the lens.
“An embarrassment?”
Mercedes waves her hand airly.
"An underachiever?" Yeah, let's go with that, sounds a lot of nicer. Because as good as Bea says she is, as great as she think she is, in life there's always going to be someone who is just a little bit better, someone a little more refined, and someone who is willing and able to do whatever they have to do to get the job done, and when it comes to that, nobody does it better than ne. I'm going out there not to prove to Bea or anyone wondering if I still got it or simply to pad my stats or as someone's charity case because I have everyone under their pity thumb. For Bea, this is just another match; for me, this is as personal as it gets. I don't play games, I win games."
Nonchalantly nodding her head, Mercedes maintains the impassive expression on her face as she continues.
"I don't own the second-most wins in the Bombshells Division for no reason. I didn't become the first-ever 10-time champion in this company by accident, being a Hall of Famer wasn't heresy or a rumor. This may be a lost year for me, but anyone should know better than to count me out of any match. I'm a different breed of opponent and no matter the outcome, I don't get ready, I stay ready. My past may be the past, but that past is what made me who I am today. I live in the moment and that won't stop me from what will become my future. Well, my immediate future."
Mercedes gets up and walks towards an aquarium. Placing fish food in her hand, she sprinkles it into the water as a school of goldfish begin a mad scramble for the flakes. She holds up a single flake between her index and thumb and hover it above the water as a greedy White Cloud minnow swims up and pick the food out of her hand before taking refuge behind a sandcastle decoration. Mercedes watches as the fish gobble up the flakes before turning to the camera.
"When people use to accuse me of thinking I was better than them... I would deny it... NOW, I just accept it. Even at my worst, I've been the very best. My “slump years” are better than some other career years. I may not be holding a title right now, but I'm still the standard. Not only did I change the game, but I'm ahead of the game.
"Never said I was SCW's gift to the women's division, but then again, why not? Why do you think Samantha Marlowe is trying to break my record for most title reigns with the Bombshell Roulette Championship or why Jessie Salco and Roxi Johnson are trying to chase my record for most overall championships in history? Coincidence? I think not.
"No matter if you look behind or ahead, you'll always be chasing greatness. And that is exactly what I am - greatness personified. I'm not just good, I am that...damn...good."
Mercedes angles her head to one side as her arrogance shines through. A small smile turns into a satisfying grin. Mercedes was always told to err on the side of caution, but such advice meant little to her. Murphy's Law has a funny way of ruining plans - even the best laid plans - but there's just no way she could mess this up, right?
"We're in the holiday season, and I'm the gift that keeps on giving, but I don't think Bea's going to like this gift very much."
Mercedes pauses, raising her index finger as she amended her statement.
"In fact, I'm going to make sure of it. Sounds to be like I'm going to cross off another name off my checklist, add another body added to the pile I've already beaten over the years. Do you really want to play that game with me, Bea? When you end up on your back or tap out or go nighty-night, you will know the difference between reality and fantasy. The reality is you're getting your ass beat. The fantasy is that you had any choice in the matter.".
"A woman who knows her worth is a dangerous one... when no one can use you, play you or get over on you, that makes you a threat. I am not a joke, I am not a punchline. I AM A THREAT.
"No matter what you do, what you say or where you stand, you have never been, and likely never will be, the level of in-ring performer that I am let alone make the history I've made or will never be as great as me, Bea. Let's make that clear. Anyone who knows me have never seen me back down. I walk away when I’m done with you, I play games but I don’t back down. You may be the Lady Bulldog, but this Sunday, you're about to be neutered. Remember, I already beat you once."
Mercedes holds up one finger.
"You think it won't happen that I'll beat you twice."
Mercedes holds up two fingers.
"Any doubts you have about my competitive drive after that last supercard will disappear when I whip your ass like a red-headed stepchild, cabrona. Don't let these looks fool you. I'm more than just someone who have appeared in her share of pay-per-view posters. I'm a decorated champion and a veteran of the sport. I've been at this for over a decade, and I'm pretty damn good at it."
Mercedes holds up her hands in reservation.
"But you don't have to take my word for it. You want to make me the opening act to your stand-up routine, the world is about to find out who's the biggest joke in the women's division.
"¿Quiere lanzar otra llave dentro de la maquinaria? ¿Quiere lanzar otro obstáculos en mi camino? ¿Crees que puedes detenerme?"
[font color=yellow]"You want to throw another wrench in the works? You want to throw another obstacle in my way?You think you can stop me?[/b]
Mercedes opens her arms wide in challenge.
"Tres palabras. Three words."
Mercedes removes her reading glasses, then holds up three fingers. A rueful smile follows before her voice drops to a faint whisper.
"Prove me wrong."
***Fade***