Post by April Song on Nov 11, 2018 4:44:49 GMT
A Special Opportunity
[April Song is shown sitting down for a brief interview with a young wrestling journalist as she’s sitting down in a small but rather upscale restaurant. The Killer Bee, wearing a form-fitting cardinal red dress, is leaning in close to the microphone in the noisy building as the interviewer tries to ask some questions.]
Interviewer: April, you and Santana Matthews will clash for the LAW Specialists Championship in a very unique type of ladder match devised by management! Not only will you have to fend off the champion but be lucky enough to find the Championship in one of the boxes surrounding the ring….
April: My focus is not on the match type. The first thing you have to do is prepare for your opponent above all else. She’s got a bit of an inferiority complex if you ask me, but it works for her. She’s tough, highly skilled and it’s going to be tough. Funny enough that we’re in Las Vegas for this match because I will have to take a few gambles to come out on top. I’m just trying to understand something though: why does she think I’m simply coming back to shade her? Everyone knows that I already SHOULD be Specialists Champion and after tomorrow I WILL be Specialists Champion.
Interviewer: Does the fact that your submission game is severely hampered because of the match type bother you?
April: No...not really. That’s what it means to pursue a Specialists Championship. You have to find a way to overcome situations that you aren’t comfortable with. I don’t like these gimmicky kind of matches, but that’s what the people want and that’s how I have to earn it. Last time I had a chance at this title it was taken from me. I have to find a way to get it done. As my dad used to tell me: No Excuses, Only Solutions.
So here we are on the eve of Sin City! A big-time event where I will have a special chance to earn a championship that I very likely would have won if not for Aria Jaxon some time ago. I face Santana Matthews for the LAW Specialists Championship in a ladder match-like match that I’m sure someone with a fetish for confusion decided to create. It was a long, bitter war with Aria Jaxon but I’ve finally been able to put that behind me and work myself back into this position. You see, Santana, there seems to be a unique pattern of me getting knocked upside the head with something every time I have a championship opportunity. Some blue-haired bitch knocked me out with a trophy when I had a World Championship opportunity once upon a time. And some Purple-Haired bitch hit me with a chair when I was challenging for the very championship you hold. One of those problems has been resolved. I plan on getting another one of those solved here fairly soon away from LAW….
But back to you. I apologize if you believe that I’m simply coming here to steal your spotlight or take a title that you worked so hard to get because I can. I didn’t just step away for personal issues, ma’am. I’ve been working hard on my submissions and just wrestling in general. I’ve been spending a little more time in Japan and even in some more promotions here in the United States. You see...I got into wrestling as a happy accident. Even though I’m one of the older girls on the roster, I’m still learning. And yes, I know you’re bigger and stronger than me, but to be honest that’s the case with most of the people I’ve wrestled, men or women. I’m not very big, but I’m a lot stronger and a lot more savvy than I look, girlfriend.
I do want to win the Specialists Championship. I want to win it more than you could possibly imagine. It’s been over a year since I’ve held a singles championship of any kind and to take a belt that’s stipulation I helped make famous in the first place would give me a great deal of joy. Sure, the match type takes away my primary strength...but the last time I held a championship of this kind I won it in a Street Fight and retained it in a brawl in a Spanish villa. I’ve been in and out of the ring here due to obligations elsewhere, but I think anyone who has come into contact with me can assure you that I’m indeed tough enough to handle this situation.
You won’t give up your championship easily. That’s fucking fantastic. What are you supposed to do, just hand it to me while I spit in your face and let my dog piss on your boots? Of course you’re going to fight for it. That’s why I wanted to challenge for it. That’s why I was excited that you would take my challenge and when management let the match be signed. I wouldn’t want to take the title off of someone scared of me. You SHOULD want to keep your title, and guess what: I’m going to do everything in my power to take it from you. And I will take it from you. Why? Because I’m the best wrestler on the planet. My submissions being taken away and made almost irrelevant, but as a friend of mine who was a Marine once said:
Improvise
Adapt
Overcome.
I know how to improvise. I have adapted to pro wrestling seamlessly after years of being a soldier and martial artist. And I have overcome everything that LAW or any other federation has thrown my way to get to this point. People have tried to give me concussions to keep me from titles. They have tried to injure my knees to take me out of wrestling. They have done everything in their power to try to break me physically and psychologically, but I am stronger than I have ever been. Neither of my parents are on this earth anymore, but I can’t relate to the struggles you’ve had personally away from the ring. It’s not that I’m unsympathetic, it’s just that as far as we’re concerned, I believe our in-ring careers more mirror each other than our lifestyles and personalities outside of it.
You weren’t handed things?
Neither was I, my friend.
I earned my belts on the jiu jitsu mat. I earned my wings as an Air Force Pilot. I earned my gold that I’ve won through my fairly short career. And I have earned the right to face you, to be in the position that I’m in today.
When the smoke clears tomorrow, I’ll have earned the LAW Specialists Championship at long last.
And there is not a damn thing that you can do to stop me from doing so.
That’s all.
[April Song is shown sitting down for a brief interview with a young wrestling journalist as she’s sitting down in a small but rather upscale restaurant. The Killer Bee, wearing a form-fitting cardinal red dress, is leaning in close to the microphone in the noisy building as the interviewer tries to ask some questions.]
Interviewer: April, you and Santana Matthews will clash for the LAW Specialists Championship in a very unique type of ladder match devised by management! Not only will you have to fend off the champion but be lucky enough to find the Championship in one of the boxes surrounding the ring….
April: My focus is not on the match type. The first thing you have to do is prepare for your opponent above all else. She’s got a bit of an inferiority complex if you ask me, but it works for her. She’s tough, highly skilled and it’s going to be tough. Funny enough that we’re in Las Vegas for this match because I will have to take a few gambles to come out on top. I’m just trying to understand something though: why does she think I’m simply coming back to shade her? Everyone knows that I already SHOULD be Specialists Champion and after tomorrow I WILL be Specialists Champion.
Interviewer: Does the fact that your submission game is severely hampered because of the match type bother you?
April: No...not really. That’s what it means to pursue a Specialists Championship. You have to find a way to overcome situations that you aren’t comfortable with. I don’t like these gimmicky kind of matches, but that’s what the people want and that’s how I have to earn it. Last time I had a chance at this title it was taken from me. I have to find a way to get it done. As my dad used to tell me: No Excuses, Only Solutions.
So here we are on the eve of Sin City! A big-time event where I will have a special chance to earn a championship that I very likely would have won if not for Aria Jaxon some time ago. I face Santana Matthews for the LAW Specialists Championship in a ladder match-like match that I’m sure someone with a fetish for confusion decided to create. It was a long, bitter war with Aria Jaxon but I’ve finally been able to put that behind me and work myself back into this position. You see, Santana, there seems to be a unique pattern of me getting knocked upside the head with something every time I have a championship opportunity. Some blue-haired bitch knocked me out with a trophy when I had a World Championship opportunity once upon a time. And some Purple-Haired bitch hit me with a chair when I was challenging for the very championship you hold. One of those problems has been resolved. I plan on getting another one of those solved here fairly soon away from LAW….
But back to you. I apologize if you believe that I’m simply coming here to steal your spotlight or take a title that you worked so hard to get because I can. I didn’t just step away for personal issues, ma’am. I’ve been working hard on my submissions and just wrestling in general. I’ve been spending a little more time in Japan and even in some more promotions here in the United States. You see...I got into wrestling as a happy accident. Even though I’m one of the older girls on the roster, I’m still learning. And yes, I know you’re bigger and stronger than me, but to be honest that’s the case with most of the people I’ve wrestled, men or women. I’m not very big, but I’m a lot stronger and a lot more savvy than I look, girlfriend.
I do want to win the Specialists Championship. I want to win it more than you could possibly imagine. It’s been over a year since I’ve held a singles championship of any kind and to take a belt that’s stipulation I helped make famous in the first place would give me a great deal of joy. Sure, the match type takes away my primary strength...but the last time I held a championship of this kind I won it in a Street Fight and retained it in a brawl in a Spanish villa. I’ve been in and out of the ring here due to obligations elsewhere, but I think anyone who has come into contact with me can assure you that I’m indeed tough enough to handle this situation.
You won’t give up your championship easily. That’s fucking fantastic. What are you supposed to do, just hand it to me while I spit in your face and let my dog piss on your boots? Of course you’re going to fight for it. That’s why I wanted to challenge for it. That’s why I was excited that you would take my challenge and when management let the match be signed. I wouldn’t want to take the title off of someone scared of me. You SHOULD want to keep your title, and guess what: I’m going to do everything in my power to take it from you. And I will take it from you. Why? Because I’m the best wrestler on the planet. My submissions being taken away and made almost irrelevant, but as a friend of mine who was a Marine once said:
Improvise
Adapt
Overcome.
I know how to improvise. I have adapted to pro wrestling seamlessly after years of being a soldier and martial artist. And I have overcome everything that LAW or any other federation has thrown my way to get to this point. People have tried to give me concussions to keep me from titles. They have tried to injure my knees to take me out of wrestling. They have done everything in their power to try to break me physically and psychologically, but I am stronger than I have ever been. Neither of my parents are on this earth anymore, but I can’t relate to the struggles you’ve had personally away from the ring. It’s not that I’m unsympathetic, it’s just that as far as we’re concerned, I believe our in-ring careers more mirror each other than our lifestyles and personalities outside of it.
You weren’t handed things?
Neither was I, my friend.
I earned my belts on the jiu jitsu mat. I earned my wings as an Air Force Pilot. I earned my gold that I’ve won through my fairly short career. And I have earned the right to face you, to be in the position that I’m in today.
When the smoke clears tomorrow, I’ll have earned the LAW Specialists Championship at long last.
And there is not a damn thing that you can do to stop me from doing so.
That’s all.