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Remarquable.
Once something in this company, hm?
How interesting, Candice Blair believes that she of all people can dictate that much?
Quite enthralling, yet, just another foolish attempt to undermine where I truly stand.
I have been met with a myriad of resistance from this sport ever since my arrival, yet I was still able to find myself in a much more stupendous winning column than other newcomers would believe. I did have a proper beginning. I appeared before my own people for my first match under the marquee banner & succeeded. I was unsuccessful in my pursuit for gold the first time & soon afterward, fell into this despicable downslope where I could not pry myself away from the same doubts that weighed me down beforehand. I tried to maintain much of my nobility & suffered all the more for exactly that, I turned into nothing more than a roaming weapon of my own volition to take shape. With that mindset came the Specialists Championship, which you are firm in believing is what I cling to as this much needed security blanket. I suppose I can entertain as much, yet who’s to say you wouldn’t be doing precisely the same if you were in my shoes…? Oh, but you simply can’t, can you? You do not have anything to attach yourself to in regards to accomplishments & must grasp onto the most measly of straws in order to support any claim you possess. Results will always speak for themselves, my dear. I can comfortably declare that I am above you because, yes, I did achieve a feat over a year ago that you are still trying to chase to this very day. By all accounts, you are hitting a register of challenge that you are simply ill-equipped to compete against & you will come to understand this much at Wicked Games. If I just so happen to falter & you do manage to defeat me without a soul coming to your aid—which, has not only ever been achieved by the current Universal Women’s Champion & Minerva herself? You truly have the luck of the very heavens, but I would be inclined to feel inferior to you at that moment in time. As we currently stand, you are here to service my ascent back into momentum that belongs to me. This momentum I have lost to the clutches of the champion & look to recapture all off my own shoulders to bear, you will be the catapult back into a sphere of change which I will take complete charge of. Perhaps I was once something in this company if you entail how I haven’t been a champion ever since—yet, by that logic, you were ever… Anything, in this company…? If not, constantly overshadowed by everyone in your family that has eclipsed all you could possibly accomplish & then some? If you truly wish to poke such a bear, the bite is astronomical when returning the sentiments back toward you, Candice Blair. Your room to speak is confined within this peculiar little space where you should have simply stood on words that best suited your own narrative.
You presented yourself as being a superior competitor from where we both were during Grand Rampage of 2024.
I am sincerely happy to hear that…?
I was nowhere near the competitor that I am in this current day, but if you wish to make such a statement than all the more confidence to you.
You can be threat, but truthfully, anyone can look like a threat in this company if they present themselves well enough to do so. I am certain that even the most incapable of elitists to ever grace this company can become something of themselves & contend for gold. Mon dieu, I do not mean to disparage your words so lowly but, Korey Gaines contended for gold once upon a time. And all he has ever remained ever since that point before his disappearance is a contender. Candice Blair, you can deem yourself a sizable threat as much as you can possibly imply, but all it takes is a perfect storm of a display on a traditional Voltage event to indicate as much to an audience filled to the brim with sheep. You were able to lay me out the precise week before Wicked Games & your confidence is able to rise tenfold. Many of these people would assume that you truly shouldn’t be undermined & overlooked when venturing into battle against me, but this is not a fantasy tale where you can overcome the visible favorite in our outing. The scramble for your own rewards to arise from the debris of a tumultuous journey continues for you, and who’s to wholeheartedly declare that the time will come any sooner than you believe it should? I have already detailed time & time again what occurred with the loss of the title I once held to such high regard, and it remains your choice to purposely ignore how I lost my title as it is for anyone else refusing to apply themselves to the truth. You are dedicated to this maximization of your future but that's all you could ever say, is it? “I can, I am, I will.” There is never any promise to be made from your words because you understand just as well as I do that making a promise for your success is the very last thing you could ever truly dedicate yourself to. All you can say is this meager display of your underlying doubt when you wish to maximize your future, but it’s never amounting to securing a promise for your success to sprawl forth & be recognized inevitably. I can emphatically promise that this season will not come to an end without becoming champion once more. I’ve got nothing…? Heh, then you truly never had anything period if that is how you’re choosing to look at it. I have been left in stagnation before, I may not even argue so much against where I stand in this current moment as a state where I am caught in this vortex of regression & progression alike. Wicked Games can certainly change much of that, though.
Rather comical for such a languishing, undesirable competitor by every measure to declare how I am not “putting in the work.”
Where exactly does that come from? Have you not been paying attention to the season that I have had?
Without the involvement of any interference, I would be standing here with three distinctly grand victories to my name over former World Champions & Hall of Famers.
Matters outside of my own control have contributed to why I have suffered these precise defeats, yet you wish to cling to such a stupendously moronic statement of not “putting in the work.” What in the actual depths of Hell have you been doing after all of this time then, Candice Blair? Why have you gone this long & amount to having absolutely nothing to show for it? Where has your determination been for nearly all of your time as an elitist to garner any possible summit to your name?? Don’t spin cowardice into this crutch for you to utilize against my willingness to battle. I chose to do battle with Ms. Extreme in spite of my perilous knee because you never turn your back on any opportunity for glory after the bell sounds off. Now I know with utmost certainty that if you were placed in my position, dealt the very same ailment & was given the choice to take the easiest way out of the scourge—you would have immediately rolled yourself out of that ring & walked up that ramp in immense shame. You would have presented yourself as nothing more than a coward by all fronts, not to live to fight another day but to avoid being placed under the pressures necessary to become World Champion. In this very company, I can bargain most of this roster is constantly battling through the strife of injuries at every given moment. There is no semblance of honor in quitting when the lights are undoubtedly the brightest, I would much rather take defeat in strides than to ever merely give up as you allude as what should’ve been the necessary action. I am nothing like you, Candice Blair. Being precisely nothing like you, our only similarities ever left to our recent downslopes, is exactly why I have achieved what you haven’t & intend on climbing higher. There will not be a worry for where I find myself next, because this victory will remain ensured by my own hand. You allowed yourself to deviate further from the battle & onto where my priorities lie with Minerva, which still remains none of your business as we speak. Yes, I found much allure in emphasizing where my own perspective lies in regards to Minerva, and would you like to know why…? Because I simply choose to. Not to appease your endless necessity to create a newfound narrative for how I am a needy woman who must invite herself to the arms of another for belonging.
As far as I’m concerned, I WAS the reason for my own failure before this season.
The limbo that I endured through after losing the Empress of Elite finals was a direct result of my incompetence & stubborness.
Perhaps I remain stubborn, yet I have admitted to where I failed with Ms. Extreme & very transparently indicated where other failures were not of my own doing.
That should be so difficult to understand, but I will simply translate these words from you as an attempt to have me stoop to your level. A level of which I have never even belonged to for what has personally felt like eons. Should I make any choice that directly results in any impending setbacks to come, I will understand when that is a problem I brought upon myself. I am no fool. I am capable of understanding when I have initiated a matter that ultimately causes my design to become a flawed system of my accord, but I will not allow such a thing to deter where our match has always been made to go. Your setbacks will continue furthermore & there is truly not anything for you to do about them, I am certain that you will continue to battle to your heart’s content elsewhere while I usher in the ascent to come. My knee won’t reduce me from delivering the defeat against you that you will swiftly deserve. I won’t allow my ascension to be halted where I cower away & hide in order to recover, you may be dealing with your own set of inconveniences that you refuse to speak about as you would be presented as a hypocrite. This is not ballet, Candice Blair. No one is ever truly one hundred percent by any physical regard when they have spent their time in the pestilent grind of this sport—but my mind, and every methodical pursuit to arise from said mind, have never felt clearer. My prowess will be stronger than ever, and every word I have ever uttered toward you will withstand all of the weight necessary once my hand is emphatically raised. You will not be accomplishing any front of forcing me into a path that this woman advised me to undergo, with that notion settling in your head? You have already lost, Candice Blair. Your threats. Your warnings. Your empty words.
All of it will not substantiate in the wake of a desolate foundation meant for your own eyes to see.
My days will never be deemed as numbered regarding where my potential ascends next, but you…? Well, it is a simple future.
Rot.
Pour toujours.
Once something in this company, hm?
How interesting, Candice Blair believes that she of all people can dictate that much?
Quite enthralling, yet, just another foolish attempt to undermine where I truly stand.
I have been met with a myriad of resistance from this sport ever since my arrival, yet I was still able to find myself in a much more stupendous winning column than other newcomers would believe. I did have a proper beginning. I appeared before my own people for my first match under the marquee banner & succeeded. I was unsuccessful in my pursuit for gold the first time & soon afterward, fell into this despicable downslope where I could not pry myself away from the same doubts that weighed me down beforehand. I tried to maintain much of my nobility & suffered all the more for exactly that, I turned into nothing more than a roaming weapon of my own volition to take shape. With that mindset came the Specialists Championship, which you are firm in believing is what I cling to as this much needed security blanket. I suppose I can entertain as much, yet who’s to say you wouldn’t be doing precisely the same if you were in my shoes…? Oh, but you simply can’t, can you? You do not have anything to attach yourself to in regards to accomplishments & must grasp onto the most measly of straws in order to support any claim you possess. Results will always speak for themselves, my dear. I can comfortably declare that I am above you because, yes, I did achieve a feat over a year ago that you are still trying to chase to this very day. By all accounts, you are hitting a register of challenge that you are simply ill-equipped to compete against & you will come to understand this much at Wicked Games. If I just so happen to falter & you do manage to defeat me without a soul coming to your aid—which, has not only ever been achieved by the current Universal Women’s Champion & Minerva herself? You truly have the luck of the very heavens, but I would be inclined to feel inferior to you at that moment in time. As we currently stand, you are here to service my ascent back into momentum that belongs to me. This momentum I have lost to the clutches of the champion & look to recapture all off my own shoulders to bear, you will be the catapult back into a sphere of change which I will take complete charge of. Perhaps I was once something in this company if you entail how I haven’t been a champion ever since—yet, by that logic, you were ever… Anything, in this company…? If not, constantly overshadowed by everyone in your family that has eclipsed all you could possibly accomplish & then some? If you truly wish to poke such a bear, the bite is astronomical when returning the sentiments back toward you, Candice Blair. Your room to speak is confined within this peculiar little space where you should have simply stood on words that best suited your own narrative.
You presented yourself as being a superior competitor from where we both were during Grand Rampage of 2024.
I am sincerely happy to hear that…?
I was nowhere near the competitor that I am in this current day, but if you wish to make such a statement than all the more confidence to you.
You can be threat, but truthfully, anyone can look like a threat in this company if they present themselves well enough to do so. I am certain that even the most incapable of elitists to ever grace this company can become something of themselves & contend for gold. Mon dieu, I do not mean to disparage your words so lowly but, Korey Gaines contended for gold once upon a time. And all he has ever remained ever since that point before his disappearance is a contender. Candice Blair, you can deem yourself a sizable threat as much as you can possibly imply, but all it takes is a perfect storm of a display on a traditional Voltage event to indicate as much to an audience filled to the brim with sheep. You were able to lay me out the precise week before Wicked Games & your confidence is able to rise tenfold. Many of these people would assume that you truly shouldn’t be undermined & overlooked when venturing into battle against me, but this is not a fantasy tale where you can overcome the visible favorite in our outing. The scramble for your own rewards to arise from the debris of a tumultuous journey continues for you, and who’s to wholeheartedly declare that the time will come any sooner than you believe it should? I have already detailed time & time again what occurred with the loss of the title I once held to such high regard, and it remains your choice to purposely ignore how I lost my title as it is for anyone else refusing to apply themselves to the truth. You are dedicated to this maximization of your future but that's all you could ever say, is it? “I can, I am, I will.” There is never any promise to be made from your words because you understand just as well as I do that making a promise for your success is the very last thing you could ever truly dedicate yourself to. All you can say is this meager display of your underlying doubt when you wish to maximize your future, but it’s never amounting to securing a promise for your success to sprawl forth & be recognized inevitably. I can emphatically promise that this season will not come to an end without becoming champion once more. I’ve got nothing…? Heh, then you truly never had anything period if that is how you’re choosing to look at it. I have been left in stagnation before, I may not even argue so much against where I stand in this current moment as a state where I am caught in this vortex of regression & progression alike. Wicked Games can certainly change much of that, though.
Rather comical for such a languishing, undesirable competitor by every measure to declare how I am not “putting in the work.”
Where exactly does that come from? Have you not been paying attention to the season that I have had?
Without the involvement of any interference, I would be standing here with three distinctly grand victories to my name over former World Champions & Hall of Famers.
Matters outside of my own control have contributed to why I have suffered these precise defeats, yet you wish to cling to such a stupendously moronic statement of not “putting in the work.” What in the actual depths of Hell have you been doing after all of this time then, Candice Blair? Why have you gone this long & amount to having absolutely nothing to show for it? Where has your determination been for nearly all of your time as an elitist to garner any possible summit to your name?? Don’t spin cowardice into this crutch for you to utilize against my willingness to battle. I chose to do battle with Ms. Extreme in spite of my perilous knee because you never turn your back on any opportunity for glory after the bell sounds off. Now I know with utmost certainty that if you were placed in my position, dealt the very same ailment & was given the choice to take the easiest way out of the scourge—you would have immediately rolled yourself out of that ring & walked up that ramp in immense shame. You would have presented yourself as nothing more than a coward by all fronts, not to live to fight another day but to avoid being placed under the pressures necessary to become World Champion. In this very company, I can bargain most of this roster is constantly battling through the strife of injuries at every given moment. There is no semblance of honor in quitting when the lights are undoubtedly the brightest, I would much rather take defeat in strides than to ever merely give up as you allude as what should’ve been the necessary action. I am nothing like you, Candice Blair. Being precisely nothing like you, our only similarities ever left to our recent downslopes, is exactly why I have achieved what you haven’t & intend on climbing higher. There will not be a worry for where I find myself next, because this victory will remain ensured by my own hand. You allowed yourself to deviate further from the battle & onto where my priorities lie with Minerva, which still remains none of your business as we speak. Yes, I found much allure in emphasizing where my own perspective lies in regards to Minerva, and would you like to know why…? Because I simply choose to. Not to appease your endless necessity to create a newfound narrative for how I am a needy woman who must invite herself to the arms of another for belonging.
As far as I’m concerned, I WAS the reason for my own failure before this season.
The limbo that I endured through after losing the Empress of Elite finals was a direct result of my incompetence & stubborness.
Perhaps I remain stubborn, yet I have admitted to where I failed with Ms. Extreme & very transparently indicated where other failures were not of my own doing.
That should be so difficult to understand, but I will simply translate these words from you as an attempt to have me stoop to your level. A level of which I have never even belonged to for what has personally felt like eons. Should I make any choice that directly results in any impending setbacks to come, I will understand when that is a problem I brought upon myself. I am no fool. I am capable of understanding when I have initiated a matter that ultimately causes my design to become a flawed system of my accord, but I will not allow such a thing to deter where our match has always been made to go. Your setbacks will continue furthermore & there is truly not anything for you to do about them, I am certain that you will continue to battle to your heart’s content elsewhere while I usher in the ascent to come. My knee won’t reduce me from delivering the defeat against you that you will swiftly deserve. I won’t allow my ascension to be halted where I cower away & hide in order to recover, you may be dealing with your own set of inconveniences that you refuse to speak about as you would be presented as a hypocrite. This is not ballet, Candice Blair. No one is ever truly one hundred percent by any physical regard when they have spent their time in the pestilent grind of this sport—but my mind, and every methodical pursuit to arise from said mind, have never felt clearer. My prowess will be stronger than ever, and every word I have ever uttered toward you will withstand all of the weight necessary once my hand is emphatically raised. You will not be accomplishing any front of forcing me into a path that this woman advised me to undergo, with that notion settling in your head? You have already lost, Candice Blair. Your threats. Your warnings. Your empty words.
All of it will not substantiate in the wake of a desolate foundation meant for your own eyes to see.
My days will never be deemed as numbered regarding where my potential ascends next, but you…? Well, it is a simple future.
Rot.
Pour toujours.
