Post by Joe Ragnal/Chrysta on Jul 31, 2007 13:48:18 GMT -5
Frustration.
That is all people say I have felt this past week. Nothing but frustrations over losing my first piece of the crown in GWC. Simple frustrations over not dethroning Cameron Connor of his seat as Ultimate Champion.
Frustrations. That is what people say I have felt.
Truly, they do not know me too well just yet.
It is still stated by myself that I do not feel any emotions. Frustration is one that is truly not within my reach. However, judging by how people still say I am “frustrated” over my loss, they believe I indeed do have emotions.
But they are much, much too far away from the truth.
Although, frustration may have played a part early in my life.
It was a cold winter’s night, one in the morning, to be more precise. My mother and I had been abandoned onto the streets, searching for a new shelter. Unfortunately, before we could reach a haven to call our own, my mother had fallen to the concrete sidewalks we walked up.
Back when I had emotions, I became scared. She apparently caught pneumonia, and was surely about to die. I carried her over to the nearest hospital, hoping for help.
And the doctors helped.
They tried. And tried. And tried.
But nothing worked.
My mother…she had passed away.
Perhaps the frustrations of being on the streets with your only flesh and blood for years and hoping to give whatever care to her were what caused her downfall. Perhaps she had pneumonia for ages, and the realization that nothing would be better for us…Perhaps it finally caught up with her as she thought negative beliefs.
Whatever it was, I had snapped.
I lost my father…a home…and now, my mother.
I became so frustrated, that I screamed so loud, and eventually, my consciousness had broken.
Whatever was keeping my emotions in tact…fell apart.
And I…I left the hospital that night as a new being.
The Ice Queen.
Having transformed into my emotionless state, I felt it was clear to myself that I must conquer. And the Global Wrestling Coalition became my first step into dominating this earth…and turning it into my own frozen hell.
But as is with each conquest to royalty, baby steps must be taken.
I have done just that this far. My first match, I had lost a battle royale to ensure an Ultimate title match. I had, however, won a second match under the same circumstances. Despite this victory, however, I had still lost against both Sensation and Connor. Now…now I must take longer walks down this road in order to achieve my crown.
My opponent for this week shall be made an example of, to show that I am serious in my conquest.
As his name suggests to me, Kid Alpha is merely that…a child. A young up-and-comer who is looking to achieve all that he can, including impressing his mentor formerly designated the name “Disciple”. However, he has suffered loss after loss as of late, including the recent Battle Royale I took part in at Viva La GWC. Although Alpha did, in fact, help me achieve my victory and contendership for the Ultimate title. This does not, however, change the fact that he will be nothing more than a mere puppet in this match, where I show all who watch that I am truly an unstoppable being.
Kid Alpha shall see this as my…”thanks” for helping me a few weeks back.
At the same time, he shall feel embarrassment and bring shame to his family, whether it is this EPW I keep hearing on about, or only Zak Warner.
If Alpha does not put effort into this fight…he will feel embarrassed.
And possibly frustrations.
For that is always a male being’s weakness…the loss to the supposedly weaker sex. And the loss shall haunt them into frustrations…forever.
That is all people say I have felt this past week. Nothing but frustrations over losing my first piece of the crown in GWC. Simple frustrations over not dethroning Cameron Connor of his seat as Ultimate Champion.
Frustrations. That is what people say I have felt.
Truly, they do not know me too well just yet.
It is still stated by myself that I do not feel any emotions. Frustration is one that is truly not within my reach. However, judging by how people still say I am “frustrated” over my loss, they believe I indeed do have emotions.
But they are much, much too far away from the truth.
Although, frustration may have played a part early in my life.
It was a cold winter’s night, one in the morning, to be more precise. My mother and I had been abandoned onto the streets, searching for a new shelter. Unfortunately, before we could reach a haven to call our own, my mother had fallen to the concrete sidewalks we walked up.
Back when I had emotions, I became scared. She apparently caught pneumonia, and was surely about to die. I carried her over to the nearest hospital, hoping for help.
And the doctors helped.
They tried. And tried. And tried.
But nothing worked.
My mother…she had passed away.
Perhaps the frustrations of being on the streets with your only flesh and blood for years and hoping to give whatever care to her were what caused her downfall. Perhaps she had pneumonia for ages, and the realization that nothing would be better for us…Perhaps it finally caught up with her as she thought negative beliefs.
Whatever it was, I had snapped.
I lost my father…a home…and now, my mother.
I became so frustrated, that I screamed so loud, and eventually, my consciousness had broken.
Whatever was keeping my emotions in tact…fell apart.
And I…I left the hospital that night as a new being.
The Ice Queen.
Having transformed into my emotionless state, I felt it was clear to myself that I must conquer. And the Global Wrestling Coalition became my first step into dominating this earth…and turning it into my own frozen hell.
But as is with each conquest to royalty, baby steps must be taken.
I have done just that this far. My first match, I had lost a battle royale to ensure an Ultimate title match. I had, however, won a second match under the same circumstances. Despite this victory, however, I had still lost against both Sensation and Connor. Now…now I must take longer walks down this road in order to achieve my crown.
My opponent for this week shall be made an example of, to show that I am serious in my conquest.
As his name suggests to me, Kid Alpha is merely that…a child. A young up-and-comer who is looking to achieve all that he can, including impressing his mentor formerly designated the name “Disciple”. However, he has suffered loss after loss as of late, including the recent Battle Royale I took part in at Viva La GWC. Although Alpha did, in fact, help me achieve my victory and contendership for the Ultimate title. This does not, however, change the fact that he will be nothing more than a mere puppet in this match, where I show all who watch that I am truly an unstoppable being.
Kid Alpha shall see this as my…”thanks” for helping me a few weeks back.
At the same time, he shall feel embarrassment and bring shame to his family, whether it is this EPW I keep hearing on about, or only Zak Warner.
If Alpha does not put effort into this fight…he will feel embarrassed.
And possibly frustrations.
For that is always a male being’s weakness…the loss to the supposedly weaker sex. And the loss shall haunt them into frustrations…forever.
