Post by Lavender on Jun 24, 2019 4:56:04 GMT -6
A Land Of Giants And Monsters
The purple-streaked hair reflected in the radiant glow of the sun as it beamed through the open window of her hotel room. Lavender sat, her head buried into her journal, scribbling away, pouring her mind out onto the pages, vocalising every word she wrote.
'It is amazing the distance a collection of words can travel, the difference a simple sentence can make. The emotions it can produce, the feelings that can be felt, all by a few simple words. Those few simple words from EWC procured all of that and so much more. I chose to step away, they mutually respected my wishes to step away. Sometime we must make choices that tear us apart, choosing to step away from the one and only thing I ever wanted to do with my life tore me to shreds. But it was a necessity, I needed to step away and re-focus. As much as I wanted to believe I was ready for this world, I wasn't ready at all. I was a girl within a woman's world, surrounded by larger than life characters. Uncensored was a harrowing reminder of that as Shelley Silver used glass shards, super-glued to her fists, to carve me up like a carcass in a slaughterhouse. I lacked the experience to deal with these situations. They knew that, but still, they believed in this little girl's dream to become a shining superstar. And now, as I write these words, I need to once again believe in this little girl, because this little girl is all I have in this cruel, cruel world of giants and monsters. If I allowed her to escape, there would be no one'.
'Crawling out of the darkness didn't come easy. EWC offered me salvation, I would have been foolish to turn them away. I would have been lying through my teeth if I said I wasn't apprehensive because I damn well was. But, they offered me an opportunity to return, they made it abundantly clear that they had an invested interest in my career. I can barely count on one hand those who have a genuine interest in my success. Hopefully, EWC's out-stretched hand is genuine. And what seemed like an absolute impossibility has become a probability... a down-right certainty. Lavender makes her triumphant return to the professional wrestling world. I say triumphant, but I have no clue when the seas will part and I will be summoned forth, nor do I have a clue who will be waiting for me on the other side. All I know is I am returning to the land of the giants and whoever they choose to throw in my way better be prepared for this determined little flower. I've stood toe-to-toe with Bishop Church. I've stood toe-to-toe with Ace King. This inexperienced nobody has held their own against the both of them. I will not allow whoever they throw in my path to detract me from making my return to the squared circle a fruitful endeavour'.
Life Is Fleeting
'Am I ready? Those are the same three words that have been running through my mind even before the ink had dried on my contract. Was I truly ready to venture back into the land of giants and monsters and test my mettle against many much more experienced than I? I had been training, I had been preparing, but when it came time for me to step through those gates into the Coliseum, was I going to be able to stand up to the might of the beast that stared back at me? All I could do was trust in myself that I had done enough. There was no one else I could rely on, I had to go at this alone for no one else understood the plight of stepping back through those ring ropes and facing my demons head-on. Although I am unsure whether I am ready, one thing was absolutely certain, there was no trepidation. Despite the apprehension that seemed to course through every fiber of my being there was no fear to be had here. I knew that this is where I belonged. This had been all I wanted to do with my life the moment these larger than life characters appeared on my television set. My dearly beloved mother, God rest her soul, could attest to the fact that I was adamant that one day I would become a superhero, just like them'.
'I am constantly reminded of the fact that life is fleeting. Watching the life escape from your mother's eyes at a tender young age when death is a new and strange experience can really change the perception one has on life. My mother had been my world, she had been my rock and when she tragically passed away I was left without a support system. Professional wrestling was all that kept me through because that is one of the things we shared together. I don't just do this for me, I do this for her. I promised that one day, I would be like the superheroes I saw on the television screen. As EWC offered out their gracious hand and accepted me back into their world I knew this wasn't an opportunity I could pass up. Ready or not, when was I ever going to be given an opportunity like this again? And now, here I stand on the precipice of a return, waiting for my number to be called. Whoever it may be that EWC throws in my way know that this flower is anything but delicate. The land of giants and monsters isn't for the delicate, I learned that a long time ago. You need to have the moxie about you to withstand the beast that emerges from the opposing corner. Just as David did to Goliath, I will slay whatever giant stands in that opposing corner. No need for the rock, my fists will do just fine'.
The purple-streaked hair reflected in the radiant glow of the sun as it beamed through the open window of her hotel room. Lavender sat, her head buried into her journal, scribbling away, pouring her mind out onto the pages, vocalising every word she wrote.
'It is amazing the distance a collection of words can travel, the difference a simple sentence can make. The emotions it can produce, the feelings that can be felt, all by a few simple words. Those few simple words from EWC procured all of that and so much more. I chose to step away, they mutually respected my wishes to step away. Sometime we must make choices that tear us apart, choosing to step away from the one and only thing I ever wanted to do with my life tore me to shreds. But it was a necessity, I needed to step away and re-focus. As much as I wanted to believe I was ready for this world, I wasn't ready at all. I was a girl within a woman's world, surrounded by larger than life characters. Uncensored was a harrowing reminder of that as Shelley Silver used glass shards, super-glued to her fists, to carve me up like a carcass in a slaughterhouse. I lacked the experience to deal with these situations. They knew that, but still, they believed in this little girl's dream to become a shining superstar. And now, as I write these words, I need to once again believe in this little girl, because this little girl is all I have in this cruel, cruel world of giants and monsters. If I allowed her to escape, there would be no one'.
'Crawling out of the darkness didn't come easy. EWC offered me salvation, I would have been foolish to turn them away. I would have been lying through my teeth if I said I wasn't apprehensive because I damn well was. But, they offered me an opportunity to return, they made it abundantly clear that they had an invested interest in my career. I can barely count on one hand those who have a genuine interest in my success. Hopefully, EWC's out-stretched hand is genuine. And what seemed like an absolute impossibility has become a probability... a down-right certainty. Lavender makes her triumphant return to the professional wrestling world. I say triumphant, but I have no clue when the seas will part and I will be summoned forth, nor do I have a clue who will be waiting for me on the other side. All I know is I am returning to the land of the giants and whoever they choose to throw in my way better be prepared for this determined little flower. I've stood toe-to-toe with Bishop Church. I've stood toe-to-toe with Ace King. This inexperienced nobody has held their own against the both of them. I will not allow whoever they throw in my path to detract me from making my return to the squared circle a fruitful endeavour'.
Life Is Fleeting
'Am I ready? Those are the same three words that have been running through my mind even before the ink had dried on my contract. Was I truly ready to venture back into the land of giants and monsters and test my mettle against many much more experienced than I? I had been training, I had been preparing, but when it came time for me to step through those gates into the Coliseum, was I going to be able to stand up to the might of the beast that stared back at me? All I could do was trust in myself that I had done enough. There was no one else I could rely on, I had to go at this alone for no one else understood the plight of stepping back through those ring ropes and facing my demons head-on. Although I am unsure whether I am ready, one thing was absolutely certain, there was no trepidation. Despite the apprehension that seemed to course through every fiber of my being there was no fear to be had here. I knew that this is where I belonged. This had been all I wanted to do with my life the moment these larger than life characters appeared on my television set. My dearly beloved mother, God rest her soul, could attest to the fact that I was adamant that one day I would become a superhero, just like them'.
'I am constantly reminded of the fact that life is fleeting. Watching the life escape from your mother's eyes at a tender young age when death is a new and strange experience can really change the perception one has on life. My mother had been my world, she had been my rock and when she tragically passed away I was left without a support system. Professional wrestling was all that kept me through because that is one of the things we shared together. I don't just do this for me, I do this for her. I promised that one day, I would be like the superheroes I saw on the television screen. As EWC offered out their gracious hand and accepted me back into their world I knew this wasn't an opportunity I could pass up. Ready or not, when was I ever going to be given an opportunity like this again? And now, here I stand on the precipice of a return, waiting for my number to be called. Whoever it may be that EWC throws in my way know that this flower is anything but delicate. The land of giants and monsters isn't for the delicate, I learned that a long time ago. You need to have the moxie about you to withstand the beast that emerges from the opposing corner. Just as David did to Goliath, I will slay whatever giant stands in that opposing corner. No need for the rock, my fists will do just fine'.
