Post by Triana on Mar 9, 2016 2:42:32 GMT -5
Stage One: The Before Effect: Two Weeks Ago, Triana Will Get A Shot!
It is the day after Raw 153 and Triana is sitting holding a little shrunken head that has the name Blade written across it. She is dressed in her pajamas a pair of red and black silk bottoms. She takes a moment to hold the head and smiles placing a soft kiss upon it.
“You see Blade Mr. Bastard is going to let us play together. We are going to be able to face each other one on one. He has granted my wish of being given an opportunity finally. But you know Blade I hope this doesn't cause a rift between our nightly ritual where I stick needles into your head and chant mystical words only to hope for your demise. I mean even after the event finally comes to fruition I will still sit right here upon my bed and let my bears Mr. Snuggles and Captain Cuddles watch as I pray for the very torture of your soul. It is going to be such a pleasant funeral that I give to you. I want to bury you under everyone else so you can not be looked to. So you can feel the desolation that put me on this path. You little Blade have had a walk in the park, you have been handed golden opportunities while I have fought for my way. I have stood upon the grounds of being rejected while you soared like an eagle. But in two weeks time the world sees you for what you really are. Another lost soul, another suffering fool seeking a way out. I mean look at your head it is really small how can your ego be so large as to think you can overcome every odd against you. I have felt those odds, I was this shining star but males took the wins, I was this girl ready to meet the faces of others head on but I was zapped stuck to be wandering middle lands. But you know what you aren't to blame although you'll hear more words from me when the time comes because Blade….I have to take it out on someone….”
With that I smiled and lay the head on a pillow next to me. I then smirked as I grabbed my two teddy bears laying down I was pleased with myself. In two weeks I would be getting my chance, my one opportunity to put the whole federation on notice of how one woman could make a difference.
Stage Two: The Promo Shoot: A few days before Raw!
The scene comes to that of a classroom and here I sitting upon a Teacher's desk before empty desks like a teacher waiting for her students. Upon my form I am garbed within a white button down shirt with the top few buttons open and a very partially buttoned red vest over that. I am wearing a short black mini skirt with a slit up the side that shows off my legs as they go down into a pair of black strapped high heels. I have my face painted per normal and a pair of small glasses resides upon my face. My hair is tied back up into a bun but the colors seem to swirl nicely together. My legs are crossed over one another as I hold a long rule within my hands. I have a soft smile upon my face but a mischievous one.
“First I want to cover the truth of the situation in regards to me being given a World Championship match. I do need to state on this because my darling JTB has given me the one thing that I have deserved for a very long time. I even stopped wrestling because the management in this company looked past me I became nothing more than eye candy in terms to being the only female competitor while others were away or some women were short lived. I am the same beauty that wore two championships from the Television to the Intercontinental Championship. A woman who sets standards. Now after that I got tired of getting nothing so I stopped, I left things at a point to where I didn't have to do anything refusing to compete. I felt unappreciated by all of you children who need this history lesson before I get to more of today's plan. You all noticed a change in me a spark lit in little me. I became what I truly am, Triana a little ball of fun agent of chaos. You see I know how to hurt people, I know how to handle people, and if I don't like people I just do whatever I wish to them. Now you all may be thinking that Joey just handed this to me because I am his gal...well then boys and girls you would be right. It is deserved though. He has done what everyone else wouldn't do and he has given his one and only the brass ring she has been reaching for this entire time.”
I stand up uncrossing my legs slowly as I go to the board and slap the ruler against it. It points to the words World Championship.
“Now for all you little dummies out there don't worry Miss Triana will tell you what the World Championship is. The World Championship is the most prestigious belt within our company and only the very best get a chance at it. Sometimes the very best get denied but hey we cannot change what has happened...oh wait yes we can I have a shot. Now furthermore this title is controlled by being the very best and only then can you be given a shot. Oh wait I already knew I was the best so my shot wasn't given until after that old bastard Vince McWhore and his McWhore family were removed from the running of the company. Now getting a shot at the World Championship though the belt that has signified who the best is upon the top of the company means showing the dominance that I can instill and lately I have been on a roll in proving myself. This lady could be the first female World Champion in the history of Thy WWE. You know what that means for the World Championship itself? Besides being one of opportunity it is a ground breaking moment of equal opportunity in this company coming full circle because it started with the lower belts and it has come to this bringing even more meaning to the belt than it already has. A road block in gender opportunities finally being overcome and taken care of. Now wouldn't that be something after I beat Blade LaVigne for the championship?”
As I was about to say more someone was pushed into the room a random man dressed like Vincent Kennedy McMahon himself. The door was closed and locked from the other side behind him. I moved quickly going around the desk and caught the man with the yard stick I had been holding as it broke across his midsection. He tumbled a bit forward near the far side wall grasping it. I moved quickly as he turned to face me bringing a knew up to his groin but before he could fall to the ground in pain I caught him pressuring an elbow into his neck. I even opened a window with my free hand letting the breeze flow in.
“Ohhh looky looky what the fates brought into Miss Triana's classroom! It is Vincent My Enemy McWhore. Hiiii Vinny!”
The random man was unsure what was going on he was in pain and scared, I took a look out the window smiling as we were three stories up off the ground. I turned my focus back to him.
“Vinny you aren't excited to see Little Triana? That makes me sad…..not really. Did you hear Vinny? I got the championship match I asked you for. I finally got what I have been deprived of all this time. The betterment of it all is that I get to go one on one with your little golden boy Blade. Now I know what your thinking Vinny but don't worry I will hurt Blade, I will maim Blade, I will even fry him up and serve him to you as a meal if you want. Your golden boy has been on a streak for to long and we all know the real reason that he has been that way. It is because you were in charge, it is because you made him the poster boy for how things are. The life he leads showing his trials as a champion but the thing that you don't get Vinny is that there is other people who have struggled. There is other people that deserve to have that golden recognition. Depriving the people who really deserve their chance like me but no even after I beat the likes of KO and others who stood as a pinnacle representation of skill I got scoffed at being thought of as a candidate. Although in truth with you out of power the company is finally interesting again and the people are finally getting what they deserve that is fresh perspective and talent. They aren't stuck with your boring idea of what is okay and isn't. Now they will get to see the most dominant woman in this company ever overcome odds and win a championship she has rightfully earned. With Joey in charge and you out of power it is like Christmas everyday. My present is unwrapping the gift of Blade's flesh, causing pain to him, and taking home my championship. Your squad of little Avengers accumulated of Thy Roster will not save their Captain America. I will take down this proposed leader of how things used to be. Just like you Vinny your golden boy is outdated. Do you know what we do with outdated things Vinny?”
I moved the man dressed like Vince quickly and pushed him out of the window into the bushes below. I giggled as I turned around skipping back to the desk.
“That is right Vinny! We throw out the outdated things. First time you did something right. It makes me giddy and I will do the same to your little golden boy! He will have a nice trip down too just like his boss did.”
I fixed my skirt before I sat back on the desk with my legs crossed over one another.
“You see class that is exactly how it is done. You take the time to eliminate the problems and solve your own situations. I only have one little insect standing in my way. We all know who that problem is and he has my belt right now. See that belt clashes with his can do attitude it belongs on my what the heck is she doing beautiful waist. So that concludes the lesson for today everyone remember when you have the right direction plus the chance you've been waiting for. Well then it just equals making someone bleed all over the place and grasping your prize in the end. Keep your chins up because otherwise Miss Triana will have to come spank you.”
With a wink I would then move away from the camera as I skipped out of the classroom into the hallway. Where a big guy had been keeping people out of the classroom I had taken over during school hours. That scene would wrap up instantly as I patted children on the head as I left skipping down their hallway.
Stage Three: The Night of Raw, Prerecorded Video for ThyWWE,com
Here I was back with the pigtails, my normal attire as of recent and my face painted white with minor colors added in. I stood within JTB's office formally Vince's. JTB was no where to be seen at the moment so I climbed into the chair and kicked my feet up onto the desk. I held up a picture I had of Blade with the eye holes cut out putting it to my face.
“Hi my name is Blade! I am your World Champion. Tonight I will defend my championship in the truest nature and defeat this despicable woman known as Triana. The reign of terror that this New Age group has on the company must come to an end. It must be solved, eradicated. I am like the truth of He-man himself before I was a cowardly no name trying to get up within the ranks but then by the power of….”
I took a moment and took the picture off my face before I completely would take a pair of scissors to it and I cut it up. I smiled as I did and once there was a bunch I threw the confetti pieces in the air.
“Blade Blade Blade! I think you need to wake up from your dream it is sad to see you acting like all these heroes when you are nothing but a man. The plain ordinary no different generic looking face you could make a create a wrestler on any video game. That can do attitude with life learning lessons every time you come around. That idea that you are the fight for what is right guy. I mean how much can you really try to push yourself over and seem like the best there is and the best there ever will be. Your like Bret Hart except well people like and respect Bret Hart. I don't respect you I detest you because you are the past, you are what is wrong with this company. You are the stock of a prior employment. The last bit of a breed that needs to be removed. People always use that analogy of a cancerous tumor plaguing the business but this rings true when we look to the world at hand. You are in a class of what life was like before and we are trying to do things our way. I see no reason for you to still exist. The bitter sweet taste of the past is leaving the mouths and minds of everyone. A new taste resides in the air and it is safe to say that this taste is not one you will like. When the new era is here the old era must be removed. All remaining remnants that signified the thy era need to be taken out. You are that Blade because The New Age is truly those like myself and JTB. You've become nothing more than a former picture of what life was like, you've become useless in the truth and eyes of the company. I could praise your title reign, I could salute your stature as a champion but I don't need to because so long ago I got a win over you and it may not have been a justifiable one on one win more of a tag thing. But the fact remains I have dominated over men like you for to long without reward and I think it is high time that I found reward in the things I do. But my gift from Joey is being able to obliterate you and finally be the first woman to set a standard in the company.”
I would then remove my feet from off the desk as I reached down beside it pulling out my baseball bat. I held it upon the desk in front of me thinking for a moment.
“I will do whatever it takes to be champion Blade, I do not fear anything. I am the craziest girl you will ever meet. I would gladly sell your kidney to the black market after I knock you unconscious. I would be as happy as a can be if I was able to tie you up with a rope then grate your blood like wine for people to drink. What drives me Blade is not just the will to fight but the madness to expect and accept anything. I'm the hot girl with the fired up passion to make her goals become a reality and I can tell you now that I am no pushover. You come out here blessed like you are Thy's favorite son. But sometimes the daughter of Thy WWE needs to be noticed as well and I am not talking about the Billion Dollar Bimbo who got the boot with her father and husband I am talking about me. I've been here to accomplish things that no other woman has and after a hiatus from not being noticed I come full force like the saying goes hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. And it was this company that scorned me, they took away chances that I deserved, they put me in matches that I had already done. But you know who saw the light? You know who saw the truth and knew what I was capable of? That is right Joey seen it. And I am crazy in love with him. He gives me purpose beyond the call of the ring. But now I can focus on that call because when your not getting screwed over by your boss. Well I am getting...that isn't the point. But the point is I mean metaphorically in a bad way. You don't see the real truth here Blade. Every champion has their time to be put out to pasture and the truth that time for you has come. Even if you want to stand up and correct my words there is nothing you could say to detour me from my goal. I rise above that and here I am standing in honesty of the world. I speak this on behalf of all women because in this week is National Womens Day. A day where I can be praised for who I am and what I do. The love of a good business like I am in now, the love of a good man like I have had, and the love of knowing that I control your fate. Have you ever seen the future Blade? Well I can tell you one thing it looks a hell of a lot like me and rest assured I will be giving you nothing but my all.”
With that I moved my feet and pulled them off the desk. I wrote a note on a piece of paper for Joey. It read as follows. “Blade's blood will run red, I will choke him out til his face is violet or blue, Thanks for the match baby this win is for me and for you! XOXO” with that I kissed the note at the bottom leaving my lip imprint. I then stood up and twirled my bat within my hand and slowly walked toward Joey's office door whistling pop goes the weasel.
