Post by Melinda Rhodes on Nov 13, 2021 1:39:41 GMT -6
We cut to the Rebel Star's office where she sits, leaned back in a very comfortable looking office chair, eating a granny smith apple with a pair of motorcycle boot clad feet crossed and propped on her desk. We can hear the echo of Hazel's video and see a smile on Melinda's face as she listens to every single word her opponent had to say in her piece. She swallows down the latest bite of the apple and chuckles a bit as the final lines are given.
Rebel: Well Hazy, I think we're off to a wonderful start. I read the book about you while you thumbed through mine and just stared at the tasteful illustrations without really absorbing the content of who you're up against. So much thought went into the presentation that the message got lost and that's a shame. It just makes me hope you're a better wrestler than you are talking in front of a camera, because a promo is more than just insults, clever camera angles, and running people down.
She sets the bitten apple down on a folded paper towel.
Granted, the setup was pretty cool and you got one key fundamental right in establishing who you are, a trash talking bitch. Straight up, no argument there. Great baseline. Thing is? You fell so hard after that. I expected so much better from you hon, but the reality here is that you just flat out didn't care enough to even take into account anything of my history other than bringing up an old neck injury and joking about how you were going to use it to kick my head off. Lesson one, give a damn. If you don't care and all you do is bury somebody rather than make the effort to actually bring out that passion and show something more than just an attitude and a bunch of insults, guess what? Nobody else is going to give a rats ass if you beat 'em and everyone's going to laugh at your ass if they beat you.
The Rebel gives a sagely nod of her head.
I ain't putting the cart before the horse because your wrestling acumen speaks for itself. You've won alot of fights here, but if you'd have done your homework you'd know that I am a former EWC International Champion and that wasn't as long ago as some might think. You'd have maybe put a little more thought into that promo and really crafted something with it. Instead, you're too caught up in the cinematography and recording your friends while they're unaware. The only part that's a promo is the last part and even then, hell, it ain't even that impressive.
She gives a soft sigh of disappointment.
Honey in all this time, you think I ain't been active in a wrestling ring? Wrong answer. I've worked several companies since I left EWC and kept myself fit. Sure I ain't been in an EWC ring in almost five years, but I've put the work in and faced and beaten some really stacked competition that'd likely feed you your own spine if they ever met you. I took the Jim Heller match to kind of ease myself back into the pool. I came into this company the first time trying to sprint at full speed from the start. This time? I'm easing back into the flow.
The Rebel glides her hand before her as if to represent easing back into the flow of things via gesticulation.
Lesson two, know who the fuck you're talking about beyond one or two easy traits. If you're going to talk shit, bring at least half the truth to the table so that your bravado seems more genuine and less put on. Wanna' be Rockstar? Try actual Rockstar. I have a successful album out right now, called Hybrid Rage that's available on Spotify, iTunes, Google play, and Amazon, as well as vinyl and CD in several stores across the world. I run my own production company, Rebel Star Productions. I got a clothing line, a tattoo parlor chain, and even a car mod business that's worked by some top names in the industry. You want a suped up, ultra custom ride? I'm your hook up sweetie. Most importantly though, I've been wrestling since I was fucking 19 years old. I turned 40 last October and all that history you ain't even so much as scratched the surface and why? Because you're too goddamn lazy to do a little digging. I've fought all over the world, including places like Spain and the UK. They know who the hell I am and I still get fan mail from those countries.
There's a smirk on her lips.
I did my homework on you, sunshine and it didn't take me but a day of looking up your past EWC matches online. I learned everything I needed to know in a few quick compilations, old promos, and seeing your evolution as a wrestler, though sadly there ain't been so much evolution really. I don't demand the red carpet, ass kissing, or special treatment. I expect to get heckled and hazed by the newer kids who don't know me upon my return because ya'll want to keep your spots. No shame in fighting for what you've earned.
Mel picks up the apple, only one big bite of it left. She takes that bite and takes a moment to chew it while thinking her next words through. She then tosses the core towards a trash can, the remains of the apple bouncing off the wall and into the can. She slips her feet off her desk, bringing the chair up closer and propping her elbows on the desktop, fingers laced before her as her eyes now stare intently into the camera.
I could have posted this when it counted, but truth is? I felt what I said stood well enough on it's own compared to yours. The promo reflects the person, who they are, and what they bring to the table. It's more than just talking; it's as much art and passion as your work in the ring. You've got the energy, but you're held back by the fact that you expect so much for so little. You think Ace King half-asses his promos and still became the Undisputed Champion? No his promos in addition to his phenomenal ring work put him in that spot. If you're not willing to do even half the work that man has put in over the years, then I don't see you getting past me.
The Rebel gives a final nod of her head.
There's always a chance you can beat me hon, but if this were in Vegas, I don't think the house would favor you coming into this bad boy. That's my two cents. Next time you face somebody, maybe listen to what they're saying at the very least and start from there. This ain't ego speaking but just a desire to see people do their best, because this ain't some podunk outlaw mudwrestling show, this is EWC! Be Hazy and Amazing, not Hazy and Lazy sweetheart.
And with that, she rises from her seat and exits the frame, the scene cutting out from there.