Post by Triana on Nov 4, 2014 22:11:13 GMT -5
(ooc: 2254 words, hope it is okay)
I've been placed on a list because people don't want to deal with reality. I've been voided into a group thought of as degenerates. The kind of people that deface and terrorize the masses. But the reality is people get frightened or threatened. They become the insecure factor of not knowing their place. It is these men and women that are the outsiders, the ones afraid of the changing of reality. The New Age is not some second rate faction feeding off ideas of the past, coincidence is just that a coincidence. We bring who are are, the mix of personalities, the broaden aspect of ability. Now there is eyes closed to the truth, those fools that deem me even beneath the ones I joined. Like I am eye candy to the people to appease what crimes my allies may commit. Albeit that is far from the truth, I to find myself with a new revitalized energy, one that cannot be stopped by the twitching of angry simplistic neanderthal minds. A woman's place is not the arm as a prize, a woman's place is not underneath a group such as this to be passed around. My place is side by side with them as a member, and besides the only man worth such a risk is none other than Joey. But let me step aside from the fact I am with a group of males. Does anyone see a number of great females staggering about the thy wwe locker room trying to find position. Or is it just me and the others not seen for a few months or years? I've come to no real competition til I stepped foot in the ring with men. I've wrestled some of the best and I've trained to be here for any of those who doubt that. Beauty is not the only aspect of who I am that is just a bonus upon skill and intellect. Those who squander their minds into petty children jokes about me being hot and if someone is trying to get with me is juvenile. That is the kind of defacement I am avoiding. For all the cynical men whom thing I am just tits and ass for the guys you are wrong. For the women who are upset because they did not get this chance to rise above ranks that is your fault. As a former television champion and intercontinental champion I Triana am very aware of who and what I am. The why Triana why can stop I found a good guy and a good group of people. Yeah Joey is a Bastard but you know it takes a Bastard to find the right woman who can be a Bitch. So on that note you can all read this and I will smile because I am pleased with my decision. Very pleased that all of you can just shove off if your happiness is ruined. It is Triana's turn to smile, my life is my life.
-Triana, Posted on thywwe.com
(a new age, a new attitude)
Standing in front of a camera for a photo shoot I move away from the camera man dressed in a pair of black faded jeans that go down to black strapped heeled sandals. On top I am wearing a black tank top and out from the straps the pink straps of my bra show beside them. I have a black beanie style hat covering my hair as it is braided behind me. I step to the side as my agent comes over I see him smiling dressed in a black suit and red tie. He also has slicked back black hair and comes over. His name is Phil Jones, simple and former agent of a few well known names.
“Hey there she is my star, the girl who go the attitude change to prove that she is just as good as anyone. Now listen Triana, I just like the curve the deal we made no matter what you did I could work with. Besides you played the goody two shoes card it is time for the bad girl to show. That is the girl that attracts more guys which I know you don't care about but it helps you have Joey so you are off limits. That creates a need and need sells so I am proud of you. Your personal decision was a best for business decision. You are now the forbidden fruit.”
I laugh a little before responding to such a comment.
“Forbidden fruit? I think I can deal with that. There is no way that it is so simple but I guess I won't argue. I'm just glad you ask me about all these jobs and get my input this is what makes us a good team Phil. Now there is a little matter of my scheduling you accidentally booked me for a shoot the same night as raw. You grabbed the Nike sponsor too so I guess I cut down probably by biggest chance yet and a commercial at that. Either way I'd rather focus on this Kurt Orton, he acts like he is top of the food chain. He was a king up on his chair at one point but disappearing then coming back does not give one the tools to run their mouth. Sorry I know this gig is not a wrestling thing but I am so worked up I know this guy's attitude. He is the kind that thinks I am just a view and placement for the guys to play with. He is so judgmental that it upsets me. The fact is men like him are the reason that women don't get a fair shake he makes assumptions, he doesn't have any right after his leave and come back by what I heard.”
“Easy Triana you are going way off topic from the shoot. But I think that might be okay tell me why you want to beat this guy so badly?”
I smile Phil always got the fact I needed to vent. So I continued letting the photo shoot people take a break.
“I get that the group I am part of is all guys apart from myself but that doesn't make me any less a valued member. This is a new age group so as you said a new attitude is needed. I care about me now not the masses fawning after me Phil. I feel like that it is time I focus on me without worrying about the effect it has on anyone. This stance I am taking makes sense for everything because it aligns me with the premium talent. If I wasn't with Joey what would happen? I would be stuck on the sidelines while guys like Blade try to play Hero. While divas like Eva could skip right in and use her looks to play favorites. But what am I real about. I am real about the fact that I've been in the ring with these guys. I went all out against Zak recently and he beat me fairly. Would I like a rematch no doubt but do I want to go for that title right now no. I want a higher degree of a title and that is the main championship. I want to be the kind of person that stands out the woman who can wear the grand title. Right now I stand and support Joey because no offense to the other guys that is my guy so I am going to say I want him to be the man to beat. Joey unlike the rest of the people such as Kurt Orton understand I am worth something. Joey gets the fact that I can handle myself when it comes to being in that ring Phil. You see Kurt is the idiotic past, the bullying man with verbal assault to try and weaken my resolve. But every time his gums flap he enrages that part of my mind wanting me to show him what a new age ass kicking is all about. Sense of logic goes out and there is this highly angry woman. Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. This man is scorning my very being by assuming who and what I am to the people I choose to surround myself with. That alone is enough to justify my right to retaliate in the fashion he things I didn't work for and that is by wrestling the very thing I trained in. Paying your dues is what he seems to say. I am doing that now Phil. I've spent a year and wore two separate titles, that was out of talent and determination. Just because my parts defer to his angry testosterone does not mean I will deter from my plan to be strong, confident, and always ready.”
Phil smiled at me and nodded. He gave me a hug and spoke.
“Triana the male mind is one of logic, complex but yet the blood flow makes us want to be strong and superior. What Kurt is looking at is his male ego being hit. He wants to try to show you the man is the power and you are just going to lay down on your back. Bag pardon the words, the fact is I am proud of what you want to do. Not all men are the same as the club swinging ape style of Kurt.”
I nodded he really did understand and that made me happy. The embrace broke as he turned walking away from me leaving me to finish up the photo shoot. To have a manager that paid attention in such detail was worth it. I waved to Phil as he left the set.
(never without presence)
Sweat beat down my brow, I dodged and weaved the fists of sparring partner who was a male in the gym. I moved counter and blocking doing boxing for my physical endurance training. I weaved moving back and took a right shot to my partner Jack. I went to dodge but Jack caught me in the gut I staggered back do to size difference but I bounced back forward working the routine. We stopped and we took off our head gear and gloves. Jack moved with me as he backed off into a corner and blew a whistle. I found myself running now bouncing off the ropes and then after hitting each side I fell to the center taking the bump. I got up ran again and dropped taking the bump. Falling was a part of the business and if I didn't know the right way it could hurt more. Bouncing off the ropes kept my skin strong against the wires and fiber it was made out of. Jack stopped me after twenty reps and he nodded moving onto the next exercise. He dropped downing and starting doing pushups. I was to sand my side to his and jump over twenty times. I jumped moving over him, sweat beading down my face having been at different parts of my training throughout the day. Dressed in my black training shorts and top with my hair in a pony tail I continued by jumping over jack as he instructed. Once done he nodded getting up and walking over to the corner grabbing a bottle of water. Tossing it to me I caught it and took the top off quenching the thirst I had been building up. Jack spoke to me and smiled.
“Good work ethic Triana but why the extra session this week and on the same night as your match. You could burn yourself out and not be able to take down this guy who is mouthing you off.”
“Look Jack I get it alright I do. But when someone like me is called out and bullied by a man like Orton then it is time to make sure I am ready. My last match left a taste not to be desired and that is losing. My problem is I had so much time off I wasn't ready, I was fed up with things there was no chance. But I know my presence in a group that makes a name for itself will set a mark. I have to keep in shape, I can't be the back drop to a bunch of guys. I am ready for this, I am ready to show a former world champion that something in the past doesn't define your presence. This man is back and the landscape has changed. This time he is facing something he hasn't before, that is a woman, not some man that is his size. It is like putting a poodle in with a rottweiler. But underneath all that fluff that poodle is bread from a breed ready to rip flesh just as much as the next. I go for it all I can be pretty, I can be cute. But when you growl at me I growl back and I tend to bite until I make sure your down. I've come back from worse, I've risen to the occasion and because of his own stance I'm that driven Femme Fatal once again.”
I throw the water bottle back to Jack, he sets it down in the corner as we start practicing take down throws. I am preparing myself and I intend to make Kurt Orton know that a woman is just as worthy of being in the ring.
