Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2012 15:56:51 GMT -5
The night. The dark sky leaving little to the imagination. There lies a shady seemingly abandoned club. Suddenly, a light turns on as the spot light shines on the girl formerly known as The Blackbird. Despite the medicore camera she is using, her dark glory is captured in it's all. Kat is seen rubbing her hands together while chuckling to herself in a low, sinister tone and facing the ground. She is dressed in her new ring attire of a black cap with "Embrace The Hate" written on it, a white belly top under a hooded leather jacket, black gym shorts, black and white kickpads, and wrist tape with X marked on both hands with permanent marker, similar to CM Punk. She slowly lifts her head up, revealing the sick smile on the face of the young girl.
Kat: Mei Long...One of the few females in this company that doesn't come off as a slut or a pretentious attention seeker. You have a fighting spirit that I somewhat respect. I was once called The Blackbird, but that ave died in a cage. Then like a phoenix's rebirth, a new being was spawned. Me, the reincarnation of Katherine Matthews. But this time, I was a new person. No gimmicks, no flashy names, I would accept just one title. Kat.
[/color]Kat: Mei Long...One of the few females in this company that doesn't come off as a slut or a pretentious attention seeker. You have a fighting spirit that I somewhat respect. I was once called The Blackbird, but that ave died in a cage. Then like a phoenix's rebirth, a new being was spawned. Me, the reincarnation of Katherine Matthews. But this time, I was a new person. No gimmicks, no flashy names, I would accept just one title. Kat.
Kat begins to slowly laugh in an eerie manner as she moves her taped hands over the nearby handles, stroking them slowly as she licks her lips before continuing.
Kat: While I may respect your fighting spirit Mei, I find your problem is that you pander too much to the crowd. I have my supporters, but do you see me sucking up to them all of the time? No... I go out there and simply win matches. The crowd can like it or hate it, but that's not my biggest concern going in. I don't just want to make people go "ooh", I want to show the world that I'm one of the few things real. The world's full of so many fake things, like people with plastic tits, surgery on their faces, arse implants...I actually don't even understand that last one...Then there's the big one. People who use others for their own needs. I spent the second half of 2011 being the lapdog for deceptive parasites who leached my dominance and left me high and dry...[/color]
Kat slams the wall behind her with her fist, leaving a huge hole. She lets out a quiet growl before rubbing her face and sighing. She takes her cap off to stroke her hair, before throwing it to the ground, followed by removing her leather jacket and sending it down too.
Kat: Regardless, my point is that doing flashy moves, kissing the arses of the crowd, giving yourself a gimmicky name like "The Beautiful Dragon" creates this image that you're nothing more than some sort of a model or circus performer. Like you're just showing off to people and giving them what they want. Me? I won a 20 Divas Battle Royal half conscious and covered in my own blood. I didn't try to win that for the people. I did that for me. Sure, they liked it at the time, but that's their decision. I didn't choose to be popular or to be hated. I still don't now. Whether the people love me or hate me, I'm staying the same way. If they like me, that's all fair enough, but I'd rather they hate me for something I am than loving me for something I'm not. And what I'm not is the big hero that's going to come and save the world from the scum. I'm just the poison slowly bringing them closer to death. Unfortunately for you Mei, the Dragon will be resting in peace from my poison. I'd say good luck to you, but as they say, luck is for losers...[/color]
A cold look lacking any sign of emotion on her face, Kat puts her cap on, purposely putting it on her head backwards, and throws her black leather jacket over her shoulders to carry it as she rises to her feet, a smirk on her face as the dark chuckle slides out of her throat. She moves towards the camera as her devilish smile is seen close up.
Kat: Nobody cries when everyone dies...And no one's alive...[/color]
The camera then shuts off with Kat's demonic eyes and dark smile staring at it...[/font][/center]