Post by Blaise on Dec 28, 2018 2:18:12 GMT
BLAISE VS. ZOE MCDRAVEN
"You know, I just want to take a moment to dedicate this victory to someone very "special." Now some of you may think, okay... she's probably talking about her adorable niece sitting back home waiting eagerly for Auntie to return home, but no.. not my little sweet pea. I would like to dedicate this victory to none other than... KIERAN OVERTON. Yes, you heard me right.. because if it wasn't for his actions, if it wasn't for him lighting a fire under my ass who knows if I would have walked out as champion. I mean, my competition was tough!"
Blaise throws her head back at laughter, clearly being sarcastic. While some were able to put their feelings aside and give credit when it was due, Blaise was not one of them.
"Kieran Overton had a mouthful of words to say about me and it's clear he isn't the biggest fan of mine. He claimed that I was only in it for myself, only interested when the spotlight was on me and you know what? He's right. I don't give a damn about anyone or anything, and I have made that pretty clear since I first arrived on the scene. I came here for one thing and it's this damn championship. I'm going to take this championship and do what I do best, which is solidify myself in history. That's all that matters at the end of the day, that's all that pays the bills at the end of the day, pal! He wanted to criticize me for "not protecting EHWF" when my whole career consisted of doing so, but god forbid I didn't come through when Joshua Samson arrived in EHWF. And you want to know why I didn't? It's because oddly enough... he has been nothing but kind to me. I know, crazy. In fact, I would go as far to say that we have pretty good relations and if my pretty little self showed up on the doorstep of his company he would welcome me with open arms. And if I left it wouldn't be because I lost the championship.... because I would be taking this damn thing with me! None of you are deserving of it anyway. [She shrugs] It's clear that you and your friend have done your homework- I mean it didn't pay off much, but I want to go back to the whole idea that "Blaise leaves when things aren't looking up for her." And I just want to explain to you something that is probably hard for you to grasp but when you're competing in high level competition it is mentally and physically exhausting. As constant champion, that only increases the exhaustion but when you're the champ there are no days off right? Once the championship is gone it is a perfect time to step back and regroup... you know heal the muscles and thanks to this I have luckily never faced any serious injuries in all my years of competing. You see this is something you'll never understand though because a fucking scrub like you can only dream of reaching my heights of success. Which is why you spend your time studying and digging into my history hoping you'll perhaps get my secret to success. And I would say a thing or two to your dear friend, Kieran, but to be frank... I hardly remember him. The name rings a bell? But what did he do, what kind of career did he have? I don't know... AND I DON'T FUCKING CARE. Now this is the last time I will fucking speak about EHWF every again. I am thankful for everything that it gave me, but that was years ago. I'm here in Divine to create something new, to continue my legacy, yadda yadda- you know what I mean, but how will I ever achieve this if people continue to bring up things that occurred years ago when I was fresh to the game? Hmmm? It's time for you people to join me and move on from EHWF, to enjoy the new competition and fresh faces of Divine or I mean if you want to be left in the past like EHWF... then by all means, do as your precious heart desires."
As the last few words leave her mouth, Blaise strokes her championship with her manicured nails once looking at lovingly before walking off to presumably celebrate her victory.
Christmas Eve's.... EVE
Blaise was pretty grateful for the schedule that came along with signing with Divine. While she shared a good amount of nasty words, seemed ungrateful for the opportunities given to her, and had already sort of threatened to leave with the championship- DESPITE ALL OF THESE THINGS, deep down inside although she would never admit it she was grateful. It allowed her to do things such as bond with family, which she was in the middle of doing as she waited in line with her niece to meet Santa. Emilia held onto Blaise's hand tightly as the waited. There was a about two children in front of them until it was their turn.
"Do you know what you're going to ask for?"
Blaise attempted to make some conversation to interrupt the silence and also, calm the young girls nerves. She was clearly very excited, but nervous as she fidgeted from side to side. It began to increase as they got closer and she just felt like being the adult she should same something.
"I think so, but I can't tell you. Only Santa."
"Oh okay."
"What about you?"
"Don't be ridiculous, Em. Auntie is far to big to go sit on Santa, besides we're here for you, darling!"
As she heard herself speak, it was strange. It was far from how she acted on a day to day basis, but it was obvious that being around a child brought out the best of her. Everyone loved to criticize Blaise for being arrogant, for being selfish- but these were all just ways she learnt to protect herself over the years. She almost felt like she had to portray a certain image, but that image was not reflective on who she truly was- despite what majority thought. Additionally, it wasn't even like anyone really attempted to even get to know her before opening their mouths, but in the end, the only opinion that mattered was perhaps those that she loved.
"But then how will he know what to get you?"
She pushed, leaving Blaise unsure with how to respond. Santa was a delicate topic for children and it was of course important to be mindful about what you said around them. Especially considering Blaise was so bent on preserving Emilia's innocence which was proving to be a difficult task... from her mother dying, to not allowing her watch Blaise compete, and then the complicated situation with her father who was only really learning now how to parent now that his wife died.
"You know what? You're right... I guess me and Santa have to chat then."
Whatever she would "ask Santa" for would be nothing that anyone could ever give her though, because everything she wanted was not material. She already had her championship, she already had a few good matches under her belt... She tried to rack her brain for some ideas, but she felt like she was faced with the dilemma of all the fun being in the pursuit, but once you finally get what you're chasing... things become a little different. A tad sort of like a relationship, it's all fun and dandy when you're out on the playing field but once you find yourself in a relationship everything changes. It all tied back to those words that Overton drilled into her head- honest to God, she wasn't sure why she let them get to her, but they did. Her issues with commitment were something that have been present in every aspect of her life whether it be professional or personal. She tried to rack her brain EVEN more for the last relationship she had that she didn't grow tired of before three months. It was impossible, but it would be nice if she could overcome this long-lasting issue.
As terrible as Blaise was feeling, she had no time to waste. Just one show from winning her championship she was schedule to defend it in a high stakes match against a competitor that she was familiar with, which meant that she had to bring a bit more to the table. Zoe know Blaise's quirks, her tricks, perhaps even her moves. She could already see the reversals happening throughout the match as the two women would probably be able to predict a lot before it came. The idea kind of stressed her out, which is why she intended to pick Zoe and anyone she could a part with her words to, you know, make herself feel better and what not.
The scene opens with Blaise finishing up in the gym. She of course had a private with a trainer, having refused to share her precious time with anyone else. As her session came to an end, she decided to finally address her upcoming match. Blaise obviously had a duty that was beyond just showing up to the show. This included some build up to the match, the match that she wanted everyone to tune into to have all eyes on her.
"My first title defense. It's probably the most important one. It's one thing to of course win the title, but will I be able to defend it? Hmmm..." [She taps her finger lightly on her chin, "pondering" if she could.] "If I was able to defeat four of the "best" of Divine, then I think I will be able to manage little Zoe McDraven. I mean, when is the last time you even competed, Zoe? If you were smart, you would have done a bit more preparing before stepping into such a huge match with me. You would have wrestled a few matches, so you can weed out your mistakes, but no.. instead you decided to be FOOLISH. I almost feel insulted to be honest, Zoe, and it's especially insulting coming from you... a sort of friend of mine. But that's alright, really... it is! Because when I beat you, in a clean sweep, I'll feel a lot better."
"I would love to hear what you have to say for yourself, Zoe. I mean you want to start things off by showing up at the end of my match, at the end of the match where I won my championship so you can have all eyes on you and make a statement? Didn't you see what came of Overton the last time someone did such a thing? It's not exactly the best decision, yet you idiots keep thinking it's a great idea. I mean, come on, do you really think you can just waltz into this company and win the title on your first night? That would be an amazing thing to happen, a sort of thing that would be talked about years to come, however realistically it won't happen. Now I can stand here and list all the reasons why. I can start by just pure comparison between the two of us. I obviously have a lot of experience in the main event, in matches of importance whereas you kind of always played second fiddle. You were good, but never good enough, right? But that never stopped you from giving all your heart and performing to the best of your ability. It is something that everyone always admired about you, but has it really got you to the places you want to be? Probably not, because in life there are two types of people: there are the people who live life the way we all say it should be lived. They work hard, they pay their bills on time, they tip extra when they're at a restaurant and they see a server working as hard as they can. Sort of like the kind of person you are, and then there's people like... there's the assholes. They get whatever they set their mind to, but it comes at a cost. Perhaps mine is a life of loneliness? A life after wrestling that will probably see me living with twenty cats. It's unfortunate, but there's a price to pay when you want to be great, when you want to be champion! And Zoe, I don't think-HELL, I know you don't have it in you, Zoe. Me and you have been a around the block a few times. We fought against each other, but a lot of times we saw each other on the same side. We kind of flourished with each other, and I continued to flourish but you... you just have been stuck at this same spot. And honey after all these years, don't think you're going to get out of this little rut of yours at my expense. While you have been doing GODS KNOWS WHAT... I beat not one, not two... THREE competitors to be able to call myself the first World Champion of this company. When I'm done with you and I toss your sorry ass off the stage in that sleigh, I'll move onto whatever scrub they send my way next. It's looking to shape up to be Rory Hazlow- been there done that, or Aubree Celeste- a competitor I have beat far too many times to be able to count, or perhaps Miles Taylor, and then lastly Kuttah. All very underwhelming choices and all they have to do to be granted a shot at the title is to... open a present? I can tell you right now the match I have with the winner is going to look quite similar to the match Zoe and I will have at Seasons Bleeding's. It'll end with me rising to the occasion and walking out STILL CHAMPION. There needs to be a little more done to find me some proper competition... Perhaps a tournament of sorts, you know, to make these people really work for it, because stepping in the ring with me isn't something to be just given to any JOE SMOE on the block. When I step into that ring... I embarrass people. I make them eat their words and that's why I'm champion. I'm not the strongest... not the quickest, but I'm quite smart. Just look how I came to be champion. It sure did look like Ace Pena had it in his hands. I bet he could practically taste the championship and I would even go as far to say that some people might think he was deserving of this title. I have to say... I probably did kind of steal his moment, I probably don't need this championship as much as he does. I mean, think about about! Think what these title would have done for his career. Think about what it could do for Zoe McDraven's career! It would allow her to be taken seriously, it would take her to new heights. But unfortunately for the two of them, I'm still not done collecting championships."
With that, the scene fades to darkness.
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