Post by daisythrash on May 10, 2018 21:24:44 GMT
Oh, goodie. Another one of those girls who thinks they’re hot shit just because “I’M nOt LiKe mOsT gUrLz!” Please, even I knew that schtick was worn out when I was stupid enough to do it. Thankfully, I’ve grown up since then. I started using my brain. Figured out that most women don’t get to where they are by being pretty or giving out sexual favors. Found out that those were just lies told to us by men to try and make us turn on each other. So congratulations, Miranda. You fell right into the trap of patriarchy. Good job, kiddo. And yet, somehow, that’s not even the most pitiful thing about you. Truth is, you lack the conviction of a proper athlete. This grizzled veteran has seen this exact same script more times than she could count. “I’m [insert name here] and I’m from [insert small town here]. I’m gonna start a revolution and take over the business! I’m gonna rise to the top by crushing all my enemies under my heels! Those other girls better watch out!” If that’s all you bring to the table, you won’t last a month here. There’s ten million other girls with that exact same dream, so what’s so special about you? Why do you get to be here when all the rest of them don’t? What’s this “potential” that the owners and bookers supposedly see in you? I’m sure there’s a reason for your signing, but right now, I just ain’t seein’ it. Not when you’re so replaceable. Am I wrong? You better prove it to me.
For what it’s worth, you are right about me in a few ways. I’m someone who never cared about what was trending. Just because everybody’s in love with those Ugg boots doesn’t change the fact that they’re ugly and don’t even work in the snow. I’m someone who you can’t shut up no matter what. Throw tear gas. Yell slurs at me. Send me some anonymous rape and death threats. I don’t care. I always strive to do the right thing, even when it’s not the “nice” thing. But the thing is, I don’t just do the right thing for my sake. I do it for the people who marginalized in our society. The ones that are denied a voice. Every single victory I earn is for them. You really wanna know why I’m here? That’s part of it. I’m not in this business for the money or fame. If I was, I could have just stayed solely in EAW and let their board turn me into whatever they believed would best line their pockets. I could have just smiled and waved and sold myself to whatever corporate sponsor was the highest bidder. But I didn’t. I decided to make one the biggest gambles there is: bet everything on myself and the power of women’s wrestling. And what do ya know? Empire became the premiere brand of not only women’s wrestling but of EAW itself. And now Lethal Angels of Wrestling is ready for its grand reopening. Which brings me to why I came here in the first place. LAW is place like no other. A women-only promotion that isn’t solely focused on profit or making itself palatable for the mainstream. Here, someone will only be able to get to the top by working hard and actually being the best with no politics and no bullshit. Because of that I can see myself as one of the potential standard-bearers in LAW. Someone who could eventually bear the standard of the entire brand by becoming LAW Champion. Yes, the title that is rather conspicuous by its absence on the card. It would be foolish to think that the owners won’t be looking at this match to determine who they could trust with that responsibility. And I’m the only one around here with the skill and nerves to be able to handle it. Truth is, sweetheart, I am better than you. You may be an Empire Elitist yourself, but how come I’ve never heard of you before now? Why am I getting all the TV time while you are stuck doing a couple house shows a month if you’re lucky? I know why. It’s because I’ve been busting my ass for over ten years surrounded by people telling me that I’m not a good fit for this job and that I would never make it to the big time. I’m better than you because unlike you I wasn’t content with fading away into the background. I fought every day to get where I wanted to be, but I’m not ready to relax and rest on my laurels yet. I know I can get better with every passing day.
You really think you can put me down? Cute, that’s real cute. Many have tried. They’ve discouraged me, put me down, and even tried to injure me. None of them succeeded. I don’t make it a habit of underestimating my opponents, but some of the best in the business have attempted to get rid of me for good and failed. What makes you think that you of all people are gonna be able to put the nail in the coffin? You don’t even seem to know who you are. First you’re this generic edgy girl, now you’re some kind of magician? Girl, make up your mind. Then maybe you’ll stand a chance against me. Then maybe you won’t run away after I beat you, like a few other girls have done. But we both know this match can only end one way. ‘Cause Daisy Thrash may bend, but she never breaks.
For what it’s worth, you are right about me in a few ways. I’m someone who never cared about what was trending. Just because everybody’s in love with those Ugg boots doesn’t change the fact that they’re ugly and don’t even work in the snow. I’m someone who you can’t shut up no matter what. Throw tear gas. Yell slurs at me. Send me some anonymous rape and death threats. I don’t care. I always strive to do the right thing, even when it’s not the “nice” thing. But the thing is, I don’t just do the right thing for my sake. I do it for the people who marginalized in our society. The ones that are denied a voice. Every single victory I earn is for them. You really wanna know why I’m here? That’s part of it. I’m not in this business for the money or fame. If I was, I could have just stayed solely in EAW and let their board turn me into whatever they believed would best line their pockets. I could have just smiled and waved and sold myself to whatever corporate sponsor was the highest bidder. But I didn’t. I decided to make one the biggest gambles there is: bet everything on myself and the power of women’s wrestling. And what do ya know? Empire became the premiere brand of not only women’s wrestling but of EAW itself. And now Lethal Angels of Wrestling is ready for its grand reopening. Which brings me to why I came here in the first place. LAW is place like no other. A women-only promotion that isn’t solely focused on profit or making itself palatable for the mainstream. Here, someone will only be able to get to the top by working hard and actually being the best with no politics and no bullshit. Because of that I can see myself as one of the potential standard-bearers in LAW. Someone who could eventually bear the standard of the entire brand by becoming LAW Champion. Yes, the title that is rather conspicuous by its absence on the card. It would be foolish to think that the owners won’t be looking at this match to determine who they could trust with that responsibility. And I’m the only one around here with the skill and nerves to be able to handle it. Truth is, sweetheart, I am better than you. You may be an Empire Elitist yourself, but how come I’ve never heard of you before now? Why am I getting all the TV time while you are stuck doing a couple house shows a month if you’re lucky? I know why. It’s because I’ve been busting my ass for over ten years surrounded by people telling me that I’m not a good fit for this job and that I would never make it to the big time. I’m better than you because unlike you I wasn’t content with fading away into the background. I fought every day to get where I wanted to be, but I’m not ready to relax and rest on my laurels yet. I know I can get better with every passing day.
You really think you can put me down? Cute, that’s real cute. Many have tried. They’ve discouraged me, put me down, and even tried to injure me. None of them succeeded. I don’t make it a habit of underestimating my opponents, but some of the best in the business have attempted to get rid of me for good and failed. What makes you think that you of all people are gonna be able to put the nail in the coffin? You don’t even seem to know who you are. First you’re this generic edgy girl, now you’re some kind of magician? Girl, make up your mind. Then maybe you’ll stand a chance against me. Then maybe you won’t run away after I beat you, like a few other girls have done. But we both know this match can only end one way. ‘Cause Daisy Thrash may bend, but she never breaks.