Post by April Song on Dec 9, 2018 4:49:54 GMT
My Song In the Limelight
[April Song sits alone in a hotel lobby in Los Angeles. The place is surprisingly quiet, giving the appearance that it was taped early in the morning when she arrived. As she is curled up in one of the massive chairs of the lobby, the very same toy replica that she “won” in her previous challenge for the Lethal Specialists Championship.]
The painful irony of winning a Championship for the first time is that you don’t ever truly treasure it and understand how difficult it is to get another one back until you’ve lost it. A little more than a year ago, maybe a year and a half now, I captured the EAW Specialists Championship. Yes, I went on to capture half of the tag championships there, but every time I have found myself closing in on another championship, an obstacle has come along to step in my way. Cloud Matsuda, Aria Jaxon, Brody Sparks, God rest her soul, and even the previous holder of this very title I’m chasing. It just never fails that someone, somewhere would rain on my parade. But….what happened at Sin City, in Las Vegas no less...man, I don’t think I’ve ever come across anything quite like that.
I had Santanna Matthews beaten, there can be no objections to that. I had won a Nintendo Switch, which was a decent enough prize I guess even though I don’t game as much as I used to, but I thought I had the prize that had eluded me for so long finally in my grasp. And it turned out to be a fucking toy. Now, I’m not mad about losing and I’m not mad at Santanna, but I ask all of you one question right now: If something you had worked so hard to grasp onto turned out to be fool’s gold, how would you feel?! I mean, I couldn’t even gamble properly afterwards to ease the pain. I went tilt on the poker table, kept getting busted at blackjack, hell I couldn’t even win betting on football, some tiny college scored late to keep me from covering. Bad beat after bad beat all night long.
It isn’t that I’ve run short on chances. I’m getting plenty of them. That said, I have to reward the faith that people put in me sometime. LAW is my home right now. This is the only place in the world I;’m currently playing my craft. I’m not here just to be here, I’m here to make an impact, to help the LAW brand grow and expand beyond the footprint it has so far. I want it to be the next big company in the wrestling world. We’re getting there, we have a lot f phenomenal talent that will be on display at Limelight.
Not to sound arrogant, but I think it’s time for someone to really show the world how the Specialists Championship should be defended. It’s been a hot-potato for a while and Santana hasn’t tarnished it, but I think I’m the woman for the job of showing how it’s done. I’ve fought in Submission matches, ladder matches, triple threats, and everything else chasing this title and so many others that when the time comes, I can defend the title properly in any setting. Sure, being the submission machine that I am I would prefer submission matches, but I’m not naive enough to think even my most diehard fans want to see that over and over again. They want variety, excitement, and I plan on giving it to them!
Santana, I’m curious as to what that was all about at the end of my match this past week? See, I was cool with the fake belt thing and you getting luckier than me in our match at Sin City, but taking advantage of me while I was already engaged in a match? No, that’s not going to sit well with me. I get that you’re trying to get a leg up and that you were pissed that you got a face full of Agatha, but you made a severe tactical error by going after us both. You should have just left us to fight it out and wear ourselves out...but now the first thing that is going to be on MY mind at least, is making sure for certain that there is a new Lethal Specialists Champion when Limelight is over. I don’t want to speak for our little nerdy interloper, but after that nasty looking German Suplex you put on her I’m pretty sure she’s got the same sort of energy I got.
Agatha, you’ve gotten yourself into a fine little mess, haven’t you? You wanted so much to be in this match and here you are. You have something that I don’t have right now to your name and that’s a victory over Santana. Yeah, you got the champ. But guess what, you haven’t pinned me. And you have not seen everything that I have in the arsenal yet. I worked over your arm a little bit and gave you a little stretching, but you want zero part of me on the mat in a championship match. I have submitted some of the very best on the planet between those ropes. And while I’m not still a complete “wrestler” in the sense of getting all the strikes and throws down to a science, I more than make up for those flaws with my skill. Make no mistake, you’re facing two champions when you step in the ring: the Champion currently with the title and someone who has been Champion before and understands fully what that entails. The price of victory is high on this level, Agatha. You better be ready to pay up, because I have and I’m all too willing to do it again if necessary.
People have been asking my why I’ve been walking around with this toy belt a bit ever since Sin City. It’s a reminder. A constant reminder of how close I came. I don’t want to forget that feeling, that sinking feeling when I thought I had won what I had worked so diligently to possess and had to come to the realization I had lost. I’m not letting that fake belt go until I’ve captured the real thing. You see, girls, I’ve been out of the limelight ever since I’ve gotten here. I’ve laid low, trying to keep a small profile and all that jazz. I’ve had obligations all over the world but now my focus is totally on LAW. With that new focus, that new dedication, and a healthy array of moves that I know for a fact neither of you are prepared for, I will take what I have been chasing ever since I arrived here. Then….I’m moving on to fry some bigger fish.
Your time, dear ladies, in the limelight is done. April Song’s time is finally arriving, and it will not be a short, passing fancy.
That’s all.
[April Song sits alone in a hotel lobby in Los Angeles. The place is surprisingly quiet, giving the appearance that it was taped early in the morning when she arrived. As she is curled up in one of the massive chairs of the lobby, the very same toy replica that she “won” in her previous challenge for the Lethal Specialists Championship.]
The painful irony of winning a Championship for the first time is that you don’t ever truly treasure it and understand how difficult it is to get another one back until you’ve lost it. A little more than a year ago, maybe a year and a half now, I captured the EAW Specialists Championship. Yes, I went on to capture half of the tag championships there, but every time I have found myself closing in on another championship, an obstacle has come along to step in my way. Cloud Matsuda, Aria Jaxon, Brody Sparks, God rest her soul, and even the previous holder of this very title I’m chasing. It just never fails that someone, somewhere would rain on my parade. But….what happened at Sin City, in Las Vegas no less...man, I don’t think I’ve ever come across anything quite like that.
I had Santanna Matthews beaten, there can be no objections to that. I had won a Nintendo Switch, which was a decent enough prize I guess even though I don’t game as much as I used to, but I thought I had the prize that had eluded me for so long finally in my grasp. And it turned out to be a fucking toy. Now, I’m not mad about losing and I’m not mad at Santanna, but I ask all of you one question right now: If something you had worked so hard to grasp onto turned out to be fool’s gold, how would you feel?! I mean, I couldn’t even gamble properly afterwards to ease the pain. I went tilt on the poker table, kept getting busted at blackjack, hell I couldn’t even win betting on football, some tiny college scored late to keep me from covering. Bad beat after bad beat all night long.
It isn’t that I’ve run short on chances. I’m getting plenty of them. That said, I have to reward the faith that people put in me sometime. LAW is my home right now. This is the only place in the world I;’m currently playing my craft. I’m not here just to be here, I’m here to make an impact, to help the LAW brand grow and expand beyond the footprint it has so far. I want it to be the next big company in the wrestling world. We’re getting there, we have a lot f phenomenal talent that will be on display at Limelight.
Not to sound arrogant, but I think it’s time for someone to really show the world how the Specialists Championship should be defended. It’s been a hot-potato for a while and Santana hasn’t tarnished it, but I think I’m the woman for the job of showing how it’s done. I’ve fought in Submission matches, ladder matches, triple threats, and everything else chasing this title and so many others that when the time comes, I can defend the title properly in any setting. Sure, being the submission machine that I am I would prefer submission matches, but I’m not naive enough to think even my most diehard fans want to see that over and over again. They want variety, excitement, and I plan on giving it to them!
Santana, I’m curious as to what that was all about at the end of my match this past week? See, I was cool with the fake belt thing and you getting luckier than me in our match at Sin City, but taking advantage of me while I was already engaged in a match? No, that’s not going to sit well with me. I get that you’re trying to get a leg up and that you were pissed that you got a face full of Agatha, but you made a severe tactical error by going after us both. You should have just left us to fight it out and wear ourselves out...but now the first thing that is going to be on MY mind at least, is making sure for certain that there is a new Lethal Specialists Champion when Limelight is over. I don’t want to speak for our little nerdy interloper, but after that nasty looking German Suplex you put on her I’m pretty sure she’s got the same sort of energy I got.
Agatha, you’ve gotten yourself into a fine little mess, haven’t you? You wanted so much to be in this match and here you are. You have something that I don’t have right now to your name and that’s a victory over Santana. Yeah, you got the champ. But guess what, you haven’t pinned me. And you have not seen everything that I have in the arsenal yet. I worked over your arm a little bit and gave you a little stretching, but you want zero part of me on the mat in a championship match. I have submitted some of the very best on the planet between those ropes. And while I’m not still a complete “wrestler” in the sense of getting all the strikes and throws down to a science, I more than make up for those flaws with my skill. Make no mistake, you’re facing two champions when you step in the ring: the Champion currently with the title and someone who has been Champion before and understands fully what that entails. The price of victory is high on this level, Agatha. You better be ready to pay up, because I have and I’m all too willing to do it again if necessary.
People have been asking my why I’ve been walking around with this toy belt a bit ever since Sin City. It’s a reminder. A constant reminder of how close I came. I don’t want to forget that feeling, that sinking feeling when I thought I had won what I had worked so diligently to possess and had to come to the realization I had lost. I’m not letting that fake belt go until I’ve captured the real thing. You see, girls, I’ve been out of the limelight ever since I’ve gotten here. I’ve laid low, trying to keep a small profile and all that jazz. I’ve had obligations all over the world but now my focus is totally on LAW. With that new focus, that new dedication, and a healthy array of moves that I know for a fact neither of you are prepared for, I will take what I have been chasing ever since I arrived here. Then….I’m moving on to fry some bigger fish.
Your time, dear ladies, in the limelight is done. April Song’s time is finally arriving, and it will not be a short, passing fancy.
That’s all.