Welcome to the Real World (Roze)

[Channelle Valencia]

A week removed now from an impressive submission victory in the King's Road match, Channelle made her way to the ring as the Soul Survivor PPV soldiered on, looking more confident than ever before. Not even acknowledging the Atlanta crowd, she stepped right into the ring to address the shape of thing to come tonight.

What more can I say? Two consecutive victories against the champion. One could say that I have the momentum going into this match tonight and one would be 100% correct in thinking that. Rozey Rozey Rozey...what is there left to say to you now? They say that actions speak louder than words, well...I think I've proven my actions and my words are pretty damn equal in the volume department the last few weeks now haven't I?

You know the ironic part of it all? At the start of the month I said there wasn't a single woman on the entire roster who was doing nearly as much as I was doing to deserve a shot at the Diamond Title, even if most of them including our beloved current titleholder would rather be short and fat with bad hair than see me with that belt. Well...most of them actually are short and fat with bad hair, but that's beside the point...

Over these weeks, I've proven that I can back up every syllable that comes out of these luscious lips. I've beaten the champ at her own supposed "game". What she fails to realize is that acting like your some brutalizing bitch is totally different from being one. See unlike you Roze, I'm real. I'm not following some act to make me look tough. I follow what I say I'm going to do when the bell rings and I do it...whatever it takes. It took a while for Marisol to catch on to that, but I assume that you much like her are starting to understand, now aren't you?

So now it comes down to a First Blood match between the two of us. You could assume that Roze is probably going to be looking to make a statement tonight?

She'd better be. I did kind of pin her AND made her tap in two consecutive weeks. Busting her open tonight and taking that belt's gonna be the icing on the cake. I might be the challenger Roze, but if you come into this match like you did the last two, thinking that I'm the underdog, the same result is going to happen.

You called all of this stepping into "your world", when the reality of it is that you stepped into the "real world", and in the real world my little darling Roze the bad guys can win.

The only thing I've got to do now is finish what I started. You're the one whose going to have to prove yourself now Rozey. You're the champ, this is the big stage, this is where you show everyone that you deserve that title. I've already shown that I can adapt to anything you throw at me so...when you really think about, it's not my match to lose now is it?

So you ask to yourselves, well if you lose, then you won't be the Diamond Champion. That's important isn't it?

It is, but I take something away from it all if she somehow manages to beat me tonight. The fact that she thought this was going to be a cakewalk, and I proved otherwise. It's only gonna prove that she learns from her mistakes if she beats me tonight...it won't prove
who between us, title or not, is superior. That I think that I've proven good and well enough.

The champ's got her back to the wall right now. She's cornered, she wounded and tonight she's gonna be out for my blood. Pardon moi if I don't look intimidated. I wasn't when she started playing Ms. "S&M" and I'm not starting now.

But what does the champ have to say? I guess it won't be long before we find that out, now will it?

As if on cue, the champion's music begins to play...

[roze]

Roze steps into the arena with a mic in one hand, and the title in the other. She stands at the set and speaks as her music begins to fade.

*Sigh* Why does this have to be so predictable? Why? Someone answer me this. Yes, you beat me two weeks in a row. Yes, you've proven to an extent that you can hang with the big girls. But what do you do as result? You take the low road. I guess when you spend so much time "down low" it comes as second nature, doesn't it? Now I could stand out here and say that you beating me was a fluke. I could say that you're still not in my league. I basically can stand here...and be you. A loud mouth cunt. But rejoice ladies and gents, I'm not. Because I'm not you. And trust me, you might be the hottest thing going in your own little world, but in the "real world" you're just the flavor of the month until the next bleach blond with a chip on her shoulder shows up.

What I am, is a professional. Wrestling is what I do. I don't pose half naked in front of Bentleys in my spare time. I don't do FHM photoshoots. I wrestle, because I'm a wrestler. And in being a wrestler, I know that anyone, no matter how good they are can be off a few nights. The problem is I ended up being off against a sniveling little bitch. I applaud you for being able to beat me two weeks in a row. I applaud you for being one of the best ladies in the 1st half of the season. If I were to compare it to something, I'd say it's the New England Patriots all over again. They rolled over the competition. They beat everyone they needed to beat. Just like you have. But we all know what happened to "The Brady Bunch" in the one game that mattered most. Guess what, Channelle. Tonight's your Super Bowl. Tonight, even with two wins over me...I don't have to win. YOU DO. Because if you beat me tonight, it caps off your meteoric rise to the top. But if you don't? Your two wins over me mean squat, because you couldn't finish the job.

And trust me, sweety. The stakes couldn't be higher. I tend to save my best performances when it's all on the line. So do yourself a favor. Take that smug little attitude of yours and stuff it. Because tonight, once and for all...it's time to put up or SHUT up.

[Channelle Valencia]

Pffft...and I'm the predictable one? Do yourself a favor and stop talking. Just...stop.

That's a perfect cop out, Roze. You must be like the most open book in the library. So this is the one that matters hmmm? I'd expect for a clingy little materialistic bottom feeder like you to say something like that, because without that title you go right back to being what you were before you got lucky enough to beat Beck, a nobody. A victim. A punching bag, just like that other trick who came along with you. You're not even a stepping stone...nobody's gonna gain anything after tonight beating you except one for the win column.

Let's say you do open me up. That means that you'd still be the champ, but it also means that head to head you'd be 1-2 against me. If you think this one match is going to define you against me then you're more worthless than I think you are already. Wasn't it supposed to be 3-0? Weren't you supposed to be busting my ass? Oh how your tune and your tone has changed from the start of the month hasn't it? Well...not exactly, I'm actually hearing the same thing again. I already told you darling, I've been at this for a while and in a helluva lot more places than some bankrupt backyard promotion and against competition ten times better than you in your prime, which from what I've seen so far was probably years ago. I do what I do, AND I do what you do, and I do both of them pretty damn well.

So you say "I'm a professional. I wrestle." That would make you a "professional wrestler" wouldn't it? Well gee-willickers Rozey, so am I! So is everyone else in this place that "wrestles". How about you not concern yourself with what I do when I'm not wrestling, because I sure as hell don't give a crap about your social life...or lack thereof. Face the facts, what you do isn't any different from what I do, except that you only say you're better at it than me, where it is that I prove I'm better than you. I have proven it, and you holding that championship up like like it's a shield of superiority only furthers my point.

Here I was thinking you might have learned a little something even after allllllllllll of the lessons I've had to show to you. I guess you're just never going to get it aren't you? Just come up with another dry little comment or as they usually say call them EXCUSES, and that's that. About the only thing you've done aside from make excuses this month, is get lucky last month. But you go right on ahead and think to yourself that you're the bomb. That you're really the "measuring stick" of the Diamond Division...and that you're better than I am. I just wonder what you're going to say after you're picking yourself up again?

Probably the exact same thing. I'm not going that route though, because redundancy is something of an epidemic here lately. Either Showtime has to say the same thing over and over again to thick headed idiots, or people like you say the same things over and over and over in the process of being thick headed idiots. When oh when will the cycle be broken?

Sadly, I don't think me winning the Diamond Title is going to help, affect or change that, but it'll be a darn good step in the right direction.

[roze]

Rolling her eyes at every word that came out of Channelle's mouth, Roze responds.

Youknow what? I really didn't think this was possible. I didn't think that someone was actually humanly capable of filling an entire arena up with hot air. I mean this place is about to literally burst from the level of pure BS that just spewed from out of your lips. Not that it's anything any of us are used to. And I find it funny how you always seem to "try" and go back to what I've done before I became champion. I've posted quite the resume in XWA in 2007. Of course I wouldn't expect you to pay attention seeing as your head's so far up your own ass you could probably see the color of your own uterus.

a collective "ooooooooh" from the crowd.

What is it that you did before 2008? Let's dwell on that. Oh wait, that's right. You played 2nd fiddle to some fat chick before the two of you got ran out of the ring by The Diamond Devils. Or was it The Devils. Eh, who knows. What I do know is all you ever do is talk talk talk. But in fact it's the pot calling the kettle black. Contrary to what your own jaded little mind is, you're STILL a nobody. I've beaten Sara Beck, Bianca Dianaco, Sayuri Irabu & Chloe Lockheart Who have you beat before me? Marisol Cardinale? And who else? I arrest my case. You see, you seem to have either a selective memory, or you just love putting words in other people's mouths. I don't need to hold the title as a "shield of superiority" as you say. I already am superior to you. You can beat me 10 times in a row and I still will be. Because I unlike you don't measure my success on holding this belt. Or by winning night after night. My success is measured by every person sitting in this arena. The ones who leave out of this arena knowing that win or lose I gave my all in that ring. A concept I doubt someone as jaded as you could ever even comprehend.

Of course you see it as making excuses. Because all you see is what you simple, pea brained self wants to see. Hell, I'd hand you this title right now with no hate in my heart if you for one second could see past your own hype. But imagine that ever happening. Last week, you compared yourself to Scott O'Dell. That's an insult to Scott O'Dell. Because even in his complete asshole-ness, he respects the industry. You on the other hand? You're a self gratifying leach. The worst kind of wrestler there is. One who only sees this for the dollar signs. The status. There's a little saying in this biz that goes "By gracious in victory and humble in defeat." Imagine that? You...gracious and humble. That'd be the day. I'll agree with you in one thing. If I beat you tonight, that will make it 2-1 in favor of you. But guess what? You're the one counting your precious win-loss total, not me. How many times I win or lose means nothing, because winning and losing is part of the game. What matters to me is how I do and against who I'm doing against. Simple as that. So go on. Crack your silly little 6th grade jokes. Do whatever it is that makes you feel happy. Because everyone in this building knows what kind of sad little girl you really are. Key words: "Little Girl". Because even if you beat me for this belt tonight, you're in no way a champion. Not until you grow the hell up.

But that might be asking a little to much of you in one night's time.

[Channelle Valencia]

Channelle simply shrugs her shoulders.

Here we go again, correcting you on what it is that I've done. The last match I had last year was a WIN. Me and that "fat chick" beat the tar out of the Dixons, first separately and then singly...and I have to say that was almost as easy a beating you and oh so much more entertaining. At least they show signs of awareness as to what it is that they're up against. Honestly...haven't I kinda laid that all out to you before? There's a big difference between not knowing what one does and not caring. One of us apparently does one and the other does the other, and it's really a drag Rozey...really. At least I can talk about what you've done as insignificant as it is to begin with, I have a large enough attention span.

And I have the pea-brain?


Especially how it is that you basically say the same thing that I say right on back at me. In fact, if you were paying any attention at all, I hadn't said a single direct "insult" towards you this whole "conversation" aside from exactly what it is that's in front of us here and now tonight, yet I'm the one cracking 6th grade jokes about Jersey Redd's weight or the ever so popular "fellatio/stripper" lines you love so much.

And again...I'm the pea-brain here?


Calling you a clingy and materialistic bottom feeder, oh you have no idea how accurate that one is honey...even without the title, I'm the toast of the town. What's anyone going to remember you for? Your "fighting spirit" or "intestinal fortitude"? A week ago you were a bloodlusting bitch out to "destroy" me. If you've got any legacy here, it's schizophrenia.

Yet...even in that, who's under who's skin? Point proven. Quite frankly, winning tonight would just be a formality. There isn't a damn thing I need to prove to you or to any of these fans that I haven't done already...and I'll yak about all that I've done till the cows come home, because Marisol, much like the Dixons and probably a whole lot of other Diamonds out there, are waaaaaaaaay more qualified to be considered "the best" than you are...and what do they all have in common?

Same as you. I beat 'em all and I piss them off. To even fathom you being above them though, let alone me...is a crime against humanity. It's a travesty to the sport! Furthermore, never will I be humble in defeat or humbled BY defeat, because if the next girl gets it done against me that night, more power to her...it still doesn't make them any more better than me, because you're right...in my own little world I AM the best, and scamps like you can't say a damn thing otherwise aside from what everyone else does. Really, I'll dye my hair another color when one of "you" actually fire back with something that someone else hasn't said a week ago.

I'm the shot of adrenaline this business needs, because otherwise it'd just be prototypical bad-girl cliches, feminists and attention whores. I don't clamor for the spotlight, it practically rides around with me 24/7. That's good business, and if you say otherwise well...you'll just say otherwise. Even I don't win tonight, I'm still the bitch that wanna-bes like you, like Helena, Like Sumya, like all the rest of them wish they could be. Oh you're not bad...you have no idea what that word even means, and that's a title I hold near and dear to my heart...

That's the one that says you're not even close to being the impact player that I am.

I don't even need to "insult" you Rozey, you do a good job at that on your own. I just hope for my sake that after I bleed you you'll have the intelligence to come back around when you can out match, out wit or out class me either in or out of the ring. In all accounts at this stage of the game, you need a little wax on-wax off if you get my drift.

[roze]

Oh, but I am a blood lusting nut case. Trust me on that one. You'll find that out soon enough, my sweet. Soon enough. And yes, you ARE a pea brain. Because as much as you talk about everyone being unoriginal, there's nothing more unoriginal then the high and mighty blond who thinks her crap doesn't stink. The gimmick police is out front, sweety. I'd be leaving Atlanta in a hurry if I were you. In fact, while we're on the subject of un-originality, let's delve deeper into this. As mentioned earlier, you quoted yourself as being "The Female O'Dell". Guess what that makes you? An imposter with tits. Because with all due respect, you're not even close to O'Dell's level, as much as it seems odd actually giving a man like him props. You see, O'Dell's paid his dues. So has say...Sumya. Another hated person in XWA. And Bianca? She's more then earned her keep. They get to talk they're trash because they've earned it. All you've earned is the "I'm a bitch because it's all I'm good at" award.

I can almost predict what your next statement is going to be. Do me and all these folks a solid. STUFF IT. Because guess what? They've all heard it before. Guess that makes you just a bit more un-original then before, doesn't it? So does the fact that all you can ever do is "try" to insult people. Which I find comical. Sweety, you're far from under my skin. I actually pity you. Because in a year's time we'll see just how far you've gotten in the eyes of this business. Sure, you'll have a title or two under your belt. But you'll be lacking in one key area. The respect of every woman AND man in this company. But like you said, it doesn't matter in your world. So enjoy yourself. You've earned it. The question is will you be able to earn this title. Think of this as the calm before the storm. Because the storm tonight's gonna be a bloody one.

Oh, and one final thought. If you're the shot of adrenaline this business needs, we may as well just pull the plug now. Because from where I stand, you're not adrenaline, you're HIV. Slowly killing the business, one day at a time.

Rose lowers her mic. With an unimpressed smirk on her face, she turns and heads backstage.

[Channelle Valencia]

So you know what I'm going to say huh? I know the feeling darling. Wow folks, she did it again. For those keeping score, just about EVERYTHING I said, she basically repeated. What a champion we have here folks! Fortunately you'll only have to deal with that one more night. As one man once said..."enough is enough and it's time for a change." The sooner the better.

FIrst of all, about paying dues...everyone who's in this business does that well before they step through XWA's door. Some of us go a different route than kissing everyone's ass to try and get some popularity in the back and with these people out here. Now that's what I call pitiful. I'll probably have to say it again and again but I do what I want and I say what I want. As long as the bosses are getting their cut, I don't give a crap what you or anybody thinks...for the 10,123,375th time.

She realllllllllly doesn't get it, does she? About all that one gets is hit in the head too much. It's not going to make me feel bad hitting her in the head myself tonight though that's for sure. The only one who deserves pity is our pitiful "champion"...but fear not, because tonight, Channelle makes it right!

And if you're not down with that I've got two words for you...oh well!

Her theme song fades in once more. One more win and she's in the proverbial promised land. It was almost amusing now to her what others were going to have to say if she came out triumphant on this night. She smiles all the way backstage just thinking about it.