If you asked me all that time ago, if I would ever see a reality where it would be myself and Joso teaming at multiple marquee events, I would have rather laughed at you. Never thought it would become a reality, but thus, it has. We have formed quite the standing duo at this point, over the season. And Joso has left a pretty redeemable and good mark on my career, I didn’t like the fellow at first, and that was mostly because he always seemed to be at odds with Mikey. But regardless, now we have been able to kind of put it together. Though we may not always agree, and sometimes we may confuse each other more than one would like, it has led positive actions on my career here at Showdown, it has allowed me to be able to enjoy the time I have spent, a whole lot of it. It’s been great, and I am glad that I have been able to adapt to this brand, as smooth as it has been for me, but I am not done yet. I have a big goal ahead of me, well, we both do. This is the biggest goal we’ve had yet, and it’s not going to be easy. Knew that from the start, biting off more than we can really chew, is never not an ultimate possibility in this thing.. so, all we can really do is stay one thing; prepared.
So, what is the team name of Bea Valentine and Joso, hard for me to say. I have thought of several various potential things, however not too much of it has worked out in my mind, because it just ends up sounding rash and a little corny. So, I think we will let time come with the patience! I’m not going to come out of the gates immediately naming myself something like how Milli and Veena did it. Not the best case scenario for them, sounds like it didn’t take them much time and all! However, and the thing is— I think their team name reigns true in everyone! I do believe that if you think about it, both myself and Joso are quite “Cute and or Cunty.” If I would say so myself. and I also believe Harper Lee and Donovan Duke are just cunty. Because they’re both absolute cunts! They are the worst of the worst, a waste of human air and space, I dislike them with even more than a passion, I have a hatred for the both of them that can’t be reciprocated. But ahh.. it’s coming up big these next few weeks, and I find myself needing to make a notion, Pain For Pride is right around the corner, and my time on Showdown could be coming to a rapid end. I need to make a completion of that, I need to go and do a little just a little, bit better than I did previously. It’s time for me to bolster my star power, because I haven’t been doing that. I have mostly just maintained for this point, and I have not made enough progressive leaps. But that ends this week, it’s time for me to make my progressive leaps, and transcend towards the stratosphere.
I am going to take the hand of Joso, and hopefully we can guide one another to a big moment in our careers, Joso and I, already former World Champions in our own right, but we feel like the next step is still valid. And that is why we are united in this duo, Bea Valentine and Joso is something that I wouldn’t have ever anticipated. One of my craziest things, if you told me a few months ago, and when we first arrived at Showdown, we met. And the problem we faced, funnily enough, not much different from the situation we’re currently in right now. Somehow, it all adds up in a way that is too ironic. Bea Valentine and Joso had a triple threat match featuring Donovan Duke, that went to the plummer, whenever Silas World interfered. I have yet to be able to get away from those assholes! Not to mention, It’s almost a miracle that Joso is even standing here as my tag team partner. I will never forget his sacrifice at War Games. It was totally insane, unethical and outstanding, but essentially all you need to know about my tag team partner walking into this weekend, that son of a bitch got hit by a grenade, AND LIVED TO TELL THE TALE. That is amazing, and as someone who’s been able to enter the tag team world in a different way this season, it has been special. But first and foremost, uhhh.. I just look ahead at this week, and I know it’s going to sound a little redundant, lots of people and things to get into. Lots of people I have spoken with more recently than others, lots of people I have dealt with more recently than others as well. So, I really don’t want to sound like a repetitive cycle through this week, but sometimes my opinions on people are too strong, and I find myself needing to draw out the same point. I mean this with all due respect, I am nowhere near a fan of most of the people I am dealing with this weekend. Now, I don’t per chance, mind… people like Milli and Veena, but for Harper and Donovan. I HATE THOSE GUYS. I just don’t get how many times they can play keep away and mess something up for me, I really, really, REALLY hope this is the end. I don’t have to worry about them anymore after this match. I hope this is the last time I see these idiots all season, because I am literally just fed up with their nonsense. No more, no more, no more, NO MORE. They make me legitimately flinch and wish to rip my hair out, I just can’t take it! UGH. I hate how when It came down to it, it was seriously just a contender ship match. Bea Valentine vs. Harper Lee, and it has soon spiraled into this. Nothing ever comes my way easy, and I find myself never finding a chance to have a break, it is a curse, and it’s a blessing in some ways, but I never seemingly get the easy route, only a thousand other ways and then when I get the victory, people for some reason seem to try and clown me in this weirdly specific away, but okay. 2026, it’s going to be the year that everything changes for me, a complete and total revision.
To tell you the truth, I don’t think Joso would make quite the best, Universal Women's Champion, so that is already out the window, and it’s fine. I’m going to redeem myself, just upfront. I just wish it could come simple, sometimes. I really do wish it could have been easier than it turned out, and though— I do not get lucky, I somehow have to find myself a possible route in order to scratch and claw out of it. So, it is what it is, externally. My miscues and misfortunes always work out in the disregarding way of my favor, but I have to be due some sort of big break. It can’t get much worse, can it? I have literally been especially superstitious this week. Oh, if you call avoiding every black cat I have seen, being extremely careful in the mirror, out of fear of cursing myself, ABSOLUTELY. I need some good juju to come my way, and I think it’s gonna happen. With Joso as my tag team partner, seems as if our sky could be the limit, we just need to be careful with how we stick the landing. But props to everything and how it works out, never in my life, did I think I’d be fighting for a World Champion alongside a man, but here it is. This is our chance to get it right, it’s gonna suck. It’s going to completely suck, and I was facing that fact from the start. I always knew that it was going to blow completely, and it's going to feel like ripping your skin off; but this feels like what Showdown is penultimately building towards for me. A single opportunity and chance.. A single moment for me to potentially get right by things, because I wanna make sure what was set in front of me, is delivered. I am on my quest to become a 2x World Champion, which slips me into a category that not many people can say they’ve been in, and it’s a rarified air, and a good air to breathe. 2x World Champion could do me a lot of good. A 2x World Champion could make me a LEGEND. And I just think about that, and it just makes me wail in anticipation. If I just don’t mess this up, everything could stand before me. There’s only a handful of obstacles coming my way, and granted they carry a huge and mighty blade, I am not doing all of this alone. Backed by Joso, this is the opportunity for something huge.
I can think of all the time that has been wasted on Harper Lee and Donovan Duke, but then it would just make me angry. I don’t think the waste of my time has paid off yet either, and it just makes me a little more angrier. Perhaps, I should be grateful for my time spent and how everything worked out in the end for me, because at the end of the day, I am alive. But I see absolutely no results, and I feel like my time on Showdown has just totally smelt of their scent. But whatever, for the best and worst case scenario, I’ll just hopelessly think, this is the correct payoff. After all those years, and after all that struggle, the road finally ends here. Good things can happen, I can rip the heart out of Donovan and Harper. Much akin to what Donovan did to me 2 years ago. But that’s too perfect, that is too cinematic of a story, and if you want to be just, be serious with yourself, good things like that don’t happen to me. If it does happen, I know it’ll be a lot more sluggish. To be honest if you want to be genuine about it, I have already ripped the heart out of Donovan Duke’s chest, some time ago. And he came back, AND TRIED TO KILL ME AS A ZOMBIE. It’s just what the fuck, I can’t seem to get my revenge, it’s always biting me on the ass. Hopefully this is it, things are going to go correct for me, no more bad. I do want some petty revenge, but even bigger than the petty revenge, I wanna call myself a champion again. I don’t want to fade into irrelevance, I don’t wanna find myself looking back and just being another massive disappointment. It just gets so old, not figuring out what it is— that’s wrong with me. It gets so old and the struggle is so real… I don’t wanna be the Bea Valentine that flunks every big match, but if you put the advanced stats on a sheet… oh…
Bea Valentine hasn’t even won on a Showdown marquee event yet. The closest I got was that witch, Harper Lee. And I was absolutely close then, It was a draw, and we can draw up whatever reality we want, but I hate Harper Lee. I hate facing this woman, I hate facing anyone correlated to Donovan Duke and Harper Lee. Myself and Joso, we have dealt with this shit FOR A YEAR!!! And even me, I have dealt with Donovan for 2 years and Harper was there on Voltage at one point also. I have been haunted by these two individuals, and it stems across my best and worst days. I hate Harper Lee, but more than her, I hate Donovan. It’s difficult for me to really say other than that, the way I feel about the both of them gives me so much unfiltered anger, and rage. I just want to see the worst for them, and they make me doubt my career in this art. I look for the day this catches up to them, but it seems like bad things only happen when it comes to people such as myself. Whatever, I just know that this can end one of two ways for me. Breaking the cycle and winning the match, a breath of fresh air, or just another shitty stick in the dirt, where I gotta go back and think again on the bulletin board. Just…. just… yeah.
Milli Banks and Veena Adam, as I have already expressed, are quite the power duo. It’s hilarious once again, that Milli Banks and Bea Valentine seem to wrap themselves up in these kinds of situations. As I kind of kept under wraps a few weeks ago, the time has come again, for me to potentially take a title away from Milli Banks for a record third time… and it’s just… is this all that I can really hold onto? I sound like Eli Manning!! I am NOT THAT. I don’t want to be known as the thorn in Milli’s side that plays spoiler, as much as I have been, I want to be seen as an EQUAL. NOT A FUCKING UPSET. Winning the UWC back, almost, what, a year to the date? Give or take, time runs all the same, as when I look back on those memories, I just get depressed and upset seeing where I am at now. I don’t want to be an upset, I don’t want to be the woman who went above and beyond to defeat Milli Banks, I just wanna exist on the same playing field as everyone else. And that might be easier said than done, because people like her are in a completely different stratosphere, but if you take my ridiculously incomplete career, cut out the fat, fill in some loose ends, I SHOULD BE THERE. And you know what, so much damage is already done, I am just on damage control. I gotta fix the mess, and that is going to take a lot, it’s hard to rebuild something that has been completely crumbled. A kingdom I once held high, now a simple brick. Becoming World Champion again, should fix that, maybe just a little bit.. just…. maybe.
Veena Adams, I feel like I could say nearly the same amount of things as Milli, but it’s difficult for me to really say, I probably would have been Answers World Champion if I weren’t so cursed for some reason, If I were not a walking abomination of bad luck, I think it could have gone very swell for me. Road To Redemption sticks out, just being able to stand in the ring with Harper Lee, and not fucking go to a draw, would have been a good way to show that. It’s so ridiculous, only me. Only I, have to deal with this. ONLY ME. I remember one time earlier this season, myself and Veena were granted a chance to interact, and we did a very good impression of “Kute & Kunty”. In fact, I’d say it was very good. But honestly, I just am at the point when it comes to her, where I am just like….. blegh……. blegh. I could very well be holding the title she has in her hands, and it’s just like wow. I don’t know how much worse my luck can get, but you can best bet, I am walking into this week with salt thrown behind me, rabbit tails in my pocket, the bible at my side, preparations will be perfect, I am not blowing this chance. I just can’t, really. I really can’t mess it up! Veena Adams and Milli Banks are a super duo from hell, and it’s big value, seeing those two in the ring together, and I just think… they are pretty damn large, but they’re not larger than life.
So, what is the team name of Bea Valentine and Joso, hard for me to say. I have thought of several various potential things, however not too much of it has worked out in my mind, because it just ends up sounding rash and a little corny. So, I think we will let time come with the patience! I’m not going to come out of the gates immediately naming myself something like how Milli and Veena did it. Not the best case scenario for them, sounds like it didn’t take them much time and all! However, and the thing is— I think their team name reigns true in everyone! I do believe that if you think about it, both myself and Joso are quite “Cute and or Cunty.” If I would say so myself. and I also believe Harper Lee and Donovan Duke are just cunty. Because they’re both absolute cunts! They are the worst of the worst, a waste of human air and space, I dislike them with even more than a passion, I have a hatred for the both of them that can’t be reciprocated. But ahh.. it’s coming up big these next few weeks, and I find myself needing to make a notion, Pain For Pride is right around the corner, and my time on Showdown could be coming to a rapid end. I need to make a completion of that, I need to go and do a little just a little, bit better than I did previously. It’s time for me to bolster my star power, because I haven’t been doing that. I have mostly just maintained for this point, and I have not made enough progressive leaps. But that ends this week, it’s time for me to make my progressive leaps, and transcend towards the stratosphere.
I am going to take the hand of Joso, and hopefully we can guide one another to a big moment in our careers, Joso and I, already former World Champions in our own right, but we feel like the next step is still valid. And that is why we are united in this duo, Bea Valentine and Joso is something that I wouldn’t have ever anticipated. One of my craziest things, if you told me a few months ago, and when we first arrived at Showdown, we met. And the problem we faced, funnily enough, not much different from the situation we’re currently in right now. Somehow, it all adds up in a way that is too ironic. Bea Valentine and Joso had a triple threat match featuring Donovan Duke, that went to the plummer, whenever Silas World interfered. I have yet to be able to get away from those assholes! Not to mention, It’s almost a miracle that Joso is even standing here as my tag team partner. I will never forget his sacrifice at War Games. It was totally insane, unethical and outstanding, but essentially all you need to know about my tag team partner walking into this weekend, that son of a bitch got hit by a grenade, AND LIVED TO TELL THE TALE. That is amazing, and as someone who’s been able to enter the tag team world in a different way this season, it has been special. But first and foremost, uhhh.. I just look ahead at this week, and I know it’s going to sound a little redundant, lots of people and things to get into. Lots of people I have spoken with more recently than others, lots of people I have dealt with more recently than others as well. So, I really don’t want to sound like a repetitive cycle through this week, but sometimes my opinions on people are too strong, and I find myself needing to draw out the same point. I mean this with all due respect, I am nowhere near a fan of most of the people I am dealing with this weekend. Now, I don’t per chance, mind… people like Milli and Veena, but for Harper and Donovan. I HATE THOSE GUYS. I just don’t get how many times they can play keep away and mess something up for me, I really, really, REALLY hope this is the end. I don’t have to worry about them anymore after this match. I hope this is the last time I see these idiots all season, because I am literally just fed up with their nonsense. No more, no more, no more, NO MORE. They make me legitimately flinch and wish to rip my hair out, I just can’t take it! UGH. I hate how when It came down to it, it was seriously just a contender ship match. Bea Valentine vs. Harper Lee, and it has soon spiraled into this. Nothing ever comes my way easy, and I find myself never finding a chance to have a break, it is a curse, and it’s a blessing in some ways, but I never seemingly get the easy route, only a thousand other ways and then when I get the victory, people for some reason seem to try and clown me in this weirdly specific away, but okay. 2026, it’s going to be the year that everything changes for me, a complete and total revision.
To tell you the truth, I don’t think Joso would make quite the best, Universal Women's Champion, so that is already out the window, and it’s fine. I’m going to redeem myself, just upfront. I just wish it could come simple, sometimes. I really do wish it could have been easier than it turned out, and though— I do not get lucky, I somehow have to find myself a possible route in order to scratch and claw out of it. So, it is what it is, externally. My miscues and misfortunes always work out in the disregarding way of my favor, but I have to be due some sort of big break. It can’t get much worse, can it? I have literally been especially superstitious this week. Oh, if you call avoiding every black cat I have seen, being extremely careful in the mirror, out of fear of cursing myself, ABSOLUTELY. I need some good juju to come my way, and I think it’s gonna happen. With Joso as my tag team partner, seems as if our sky could be the limit, we just need to be careful with how we stick the landing. But props to everything and how it works out, never in my life, did I think I’d be fighting for a World Champion alongside a man, but here it is. This is our chance to get it right, it’s gonna suck. It’s going to completely suck, and I was facing that fact from the start. I always knew that it was going to blow completely, and it's going to feel like ripping your skin off; but this feels like what Showdown is penultimately building towards for me. A single opportunity and chance.. A single moment for me to potentially get right by things, because I wanna make sure what was set in front of me, is delivered. I am on my quest to become a 2x World Champion, which slips me into a category that not many people can say they’ve been in, and it’s a rarified air, and a good air to breathe. 2x World Champion could do me a lot of good. A 2x World Champion could make me a LEGEND. And I just think about that, and it just makes me wail in anticipation. If I just don’t mess this up, everything could stand before me. There’s only a handful of obstacles coming my way, and granted they carry a huge and mighty blade, I am not doing all of this alone. Backed by Joso, this is the opportunity for something huge.
I can think of all the time that has been wasted on Harper Lee and Donovan Duke, but then it would just make me angry. I don’t think the waste of my time has paid off yet either, and it just makes me a little more angrier. Perhaps, I should be grateful for my time spent and how everything worked out in the end for me, because at the end of the day, I am alive. But I see absolutely no results, and I feel like my time on Showdown has just totally smelt of their scent. But whatever, for the best and worst case scenario, I’ll just hopelessly think, this is the correct payoff. After all those years, and after all that struggle, the road finally ends here. Good things can happen, I can rip the heart out of Donovan and Harper. Much akin to what Donovan did to me 2 years ago. But that’s too perfect, that is too cinematic of a story, and if you want to be just, be serious with yourself, good things like that don’t happen to me. If it does happen, I know it’ll be a lot more sluggish. To be honest if you want to be genuine about it, I have already ripped the heart out of Donovan Duke’s chest, some time ago. And he came back, AND TRIED TO KILL ME AS A ZOMBIE. It’s just what the fuck, I can’t seem to get my revenge, it’s always biting me on the ass. Hopefully this is it, things are going to go correct for me, no more bad. I do want some petty revenge, but even bigger than the petty revenge, I wanna call myself a champion again. I don’t want to fade into irrelevance, I don’t wanna find myself looking back and just being another massive disappointment. It just gets so old, not figuring out what it is— that’s wrong with me. It gets so old and the struggle is so real… I don’t wanna be the Bea Valentine that flunks every big match, but if you put the advanced stats on a sheet… oh…
Bea Valentine hasn’t even won on a Showdown marquee event yet. The closest I got was that witch, Harper Lee. And I was absolutely close then, It was a draw, and we can draw up whatever reality we want, but I hate Harper Lee. I hate facing this woman, I hate facing anyone correlated to Donovan Duke and Harper Lee. Myself and Joso, we have dealt with this shit FOR A YEAR!!! And even me, I have dealt with Donovan for 2 years and Harper was there on Voltage at one point also. I have been haunted by these two individuals, and it stems across my best and worst days. I hate Harper Lee, but more than her, I hate Donovan. It’s difficult for me to really say other than that, the way I feel about the both of them gives me so much unfiltered anger, and rage. I just want to see the worst for them, and they make me doubt my career in this art. I look for the day this catches up to them, but it seems like bad things only happen when it comes to people such as myself. Whatever, I just know that this can end one of two ways for me. Breaking the cycle and winning the match, a breath of fresh air, or just another shitty stick in the dirt, where I gotta go back and think again on the bulletin board. Just…. just… yeah.
Milli Banks and Veena Adam, as I have already expressed, are quite the power duo. It’s hilarious once again, that Milli Banks and Bea Valentine seem to wrap themselves up in these kinds of situations. As I kind of kept under wraps a few weeks ago, the time has come again, for me to potentially take a title away from Milli Banks for a record third time… and it’s just… is this all that I can really hold onto? I sound like Eli Manning!! I am NOT THAT. I don’t want to be known as the thorn in Milli’s side that plays spoiler, as much as I have been, I want to be seen as an EQUAL. NOT A FUCKING UPSET. Winning the UWC back, almost, what, a year to the date? Give or take, time runs all the same, as when I look back on those memories, I just get depressed and upset seeing where I am at now. I don’t want to be an upset, I don’t want to be the woman who went above and beyond to defeat Milli Banks, I just wanna exist on the same playing field as everyone else. And that might be easier said than done, because people like her are in a completely different stratosphere, but if you take my ridiculously incomplete career, cut out the fat, fill in some loose ends, I SHOULD BE THERE. And you know what, so much damage is already done, I am just on damage control. I gotta fix the mess, and that is going to take a lot, it’s hard to rebuild something that has been completely crumbled. A kingdom I once held high, now a simple brick. Becoming World Champion again, should fix that, maybe just a little bit.. just…. maybe.
Veena Adams, I feel like I could say nearly the same amount of things as Milli, but it’s difficult for me to really say, I probably would have been Answers World Champion if I weren’t so cursed for some reason, If I were not a walking abomination of bad luck, I think it could have gone very swell for me. Road To Redemption sticks out, just being able to stand in the ring with Harper Lee, and not fucking go to a draw, would have been a good way to show that. It’s so ridiculous, only me. Only I, have to deal with this. ONLY ME. I remember one time earlier this season, myself and Veena were granted a chance to interact, and we did a very good impression of “Kute & Kunty”. In fact, I’d say it was very good. But honestly, I just am at the point when it comes to her, where I am just like….. blegh……. blegh. I could very well be holding the title she has in her hands, and it’s just like wow. I don’t know how much worse my luck can get, but you can best bet, I am walking into this week with salt thrown behind me, rabbit tails in my pocket, the bible at my side, preparations will be perfect, I am not blowing this chance. I just can’t, really. I really can’t mess it up! Veena Adams and Milli Banks are a super duo from hell, and it’s big value, seeing those two in the ring together, and I just think… they are pretty damn large, but they’re not larger than life.
