Post by Deleted on Nov 22, 2014 7:53:20 GMT
The scene opens to that of a beautiful garden. Panning out it's shows that it's actually a rather large balcony with well maintained boxes and hanging pots. A woman comes into view. She's dressed in a sweatshirt that says UCLA, her hair is pulled up into a pony tail. She hums a tune, obviously in a good mood but it's hard to make out what the song is exactly. She bends down, bringing a big purple bloom to her face and taking a deep inhale. Stepping back further you can see that the balcony is in fact enclosed, outside the glass walls, snow falls lightly onto the New York side-walks.
"It might be a bit cliché but I'm a flower. Starting as a seed when I entered the wrestling business. It was undetermined if I would grow into something magnificent and or if I would break through the soil only to wither and die before even getting to bloom. It is fortunate that I did in fact become what I had been planted to do."
She looks up at the camera.
"I've been told by many people that I have the potential to be great, it's all a matter of seeing how I handle myself once I get out into that ring."
She takes a seat into a wicker chair, complete with a pink and red cushion. In fact most of the accessories on the balcony are either Pink, Red or Purple, alluding to her affinity for her birthday.
"I get in my debut, one of the very best wrestlers this industry has to offer. Damian Cole. In fact I watched some of his videos while I was in training as inspiration. It's a great honour to have him be the first I go up against. I know that this is a very daunting task ahead of me. I was recruited by Marty Sunshine. A man I have known my entire life and that has done nothing but look out for me. Given me the very best opportunities. He's never done anything to make be believe that he is out to use me in any way. Although I appreciate your words Senor Cole... I am nothing if not true to my craft. I'm not here like some of the others are and that's to use this as a launching point to other things."
She looks down at her sweatshirt and smirks, "I've done many things in my life. All in a pursuit of finding my calling. I've taken university courses, I've worked as an apprentice. I even tried being a philanthropist. Although it was rewarding... it wasn't what my heart wanted. I'm not going to get into how I came to have this need to be a wrestler. There are going to be many opportunities to get into that. What's important right now is that I look at myself and I look at Damian Cole and where others will blanche at the notion of going up against such a great man I do not. I am not intimidated at all. Maybe this is foolish. Maybe this is me being cocky. I call it confidence."
She leans forward a little, pressing her fingertips together in thought.
"I have always been someone that takes a 'half glass full' philosophy in life. Nothing is ever so bleak that you can't overcome it. I was reminded of this when I helped out a friend with some life issues. Nothing is impossible, so the idea of facing Damian, doesn't make me cower in fear, it makes me think that here is an opportunity to show that I am everything I say I am, plus more. Maybe other people think it's better to get in front of a camera and try to instil some fear in their opponent. To rattle off all their stats in an attempt to make their opponents second guess each other. Here's the thing about stats... they are just numbers. Some guy in the back, as skilled as this individual is, used some kind of scale to say who was good at what and based on that information you can determine where you compare to your opponents. Although helpful in some situations, if you compare me and Damian... it's not at all. It doesn't immediately say 'here is your winner' because I believe in the logic that you make your own luck. You could get the upper hand in an situation where it almost seemed impossible."
She sits back and looks back up at the camera.
"I know that despite the outcome on Sunday Damian, we're going to show everyone what two people who love this sport can do in a ring, with or without a title on the line. "
She smiles, humming 'to dream' as the camera fades to black.
"It might be a bit cliché but I'm a flower. Starting as a seed when I entered the wrestling business. It was undetermined if I would grow into something magnificent and or if I would break through the soil only to wither and die before even getting to bloom. It is fortunate that I did in fact become what I had been planted to do."
She looks up at the camera.
"I've been told by many people that I have the potential to be great, it's all a matter of seeing how I handle myself once I get out into that ring."
She takes a seat into a wicker chair, complete with a pink and red cushion. In fact most of the accessories on the balcony are either Pink, Red or Purple, alluding to her affinity for her birthday.
"I get in my debut, one of the very best wrestlers this industry has to offer. Damian Cole. In fact I watched some of his videos while I was in training as inspiration. It's a great honour to have him be the first I go up against. I know that this is a very daunting task ahead of me. I was recruited by Marty Sunshine. A man I have known my entire life and that has done nothing but look out for me. Given me the very best opportunities. He's never done anything to make be believe that he is out to use me in any way. Although I appreciate your words Senor Cole... I am nothing if not true to my craft. I'm not here like some of the others are and that's to use this as a launching point to other things."
She looks down at her sweatshirt and smirks, "I've done many things in my life. All in a pursuit of finding my calling. I've taken university courses, I've worked as an apprentice. I even tried being a philanthropist. Although it was rewarding... it wasn't what my heart wanted. I'm not going to get into how I came to have this need to be a wrestler. There are going to be many opportunities to get into that. What's important right now is that I look at myself and I look at Damian Cole and where others will blanche at the notion of going up against such a great man I do not. I am not intimidated at all. Maybe this is foolish. Maybe this is me being cocky. I call it confidence."
She leans forward a little, pressing her fingertips together in thought.
"I have always been someone that takes a 'half glass full' philosophy in life. Nothing is ever so bleak that you can't overcome it. I was reminded of this when I helped out a friend with some life issues. Nothing is impossible, so the idea of facing Damian, doesn't make me cower in fear, it makes me think that here is an opportunity to show that I am everything I say I am, plus more. Maybe other people think it's better to get in front of a camera and try to instil some fear in their opponent. To rattle off all their stats in an attempt to make their opponents second guess each other. Here's the thing about stats... they are just numbers. Some guy in the back, as skilled as this individual is, used some kind of scale to say who was good at what and based on that information you can determine where you compare to your opponents. Although helpful in some situations, if you compare me and Damian... it's not at all. It doesn't immediately say 'here is your winner' because I believe in the logic that you make your own luck. You could get the upper hand in an situation where it almost seemed impossible."
She sits back and looks back up at the camera.
"I know that despite the outcome on Sunday Damian, we're going to show everyone what two people who love this sport can do in a ring, with or without a title on the line. "
She smiles, humming 'to dream' as the camera fades to black.
