Lady Andromeda and Misery were back in the locker room by now. There were only about two hours before MOD began, and to say Misery was anxious, would be an understatement. L.A. also wanted to make sure he was mentally prepared before the match. Whether he wanted to admit it or not, he probably wouldn't ever get another shot like this. A chance to defeat Sparrow, and walk away with the MOD championship. That was big. Only a few people have been able to win the MOD Championship in their life time, and she wanted to make sure Misery understood that. Their monitor was on, turned to The Countdown, as they watched Sparrow appear on the show yet again. "Sparrow sure seems to be going onto that show a lot." "Meh. I've been on it, it's nothing special, trust me. Some biased Beach Guy. Psh..." He put on some wrestling tape as he looked up at the monitor, shaking his head. This Countdown show was lame anyway. What kind of music television constantly talks about wrestling news anyway? Even thought Sparrow was some music superstar, they barely asked questions about that. "He's saying people don't ever know what to expect from him." "Well I've already explained that anything can happen, and that I always leave room for the unexpected. I don't really need to know what to expect from him. Sure, Gypsy has given me pointers on what he might do, and I've asked around against some of his opponents. There's really no constant with this guy, so do I really need to figure it out, in order to beat him? Not really. All I'm going to do, is do what I do best, and that's kick some ass. You can't do wrong with that. He can try to act like he knows what I do, and he can tell everyone that I'm just like his other opponents. The truth is, he'll be surprised to know that I'm just not. Not in the least bit. Sparrow likes to generalize, and in all honesty, it'll hurt him in the end. I've worked my way up, just like him, and if he thinks I got here just by looks he's sadly mistaken. Though I'm sure they didn't hurt. Ha. Seriously though, Sparrow likes to be original and all, but how many songs can be made before it stops being original? How many times can you go on the same boring show, before you just don't want to watch anymore. I'll tell you. You do it once, then it's original. You do it a second time, it's good, but not as good as the original. You do it a third time and you're pushing it. By now, it's tired, the same thing he's been doing, and he tries to say he's still original. Sorry for the birdman, but that ship sailed long ago. He's been good at what he does, up until now." "So what are you willing to do to become MOD champion?" His mouth droped to the floor, not literally, of course, but he was pretty much left in awe. After everything he had been through in the past like two months, she was going to ask what he was willing to do. Psh. "Haven't I already shown what I'm willing to do?" She smiled, broadly, like she knew what she was doing, and urged him to continue. "Humor me." "I didn't see anybody else putting on facepaint, and getting two entries, just for security, in order to become MOD Champion. I've heard White Trash, DSL, Leaky Format, whoever the fuck else talk about how it was cheating, and how I should be out of the tournament. But in reality, who would have done the same, just to be on top? I'm an opportunist, and I saw an opportunity for security in this tournament. If I was really supposed to be eliminated already, then I would have done it. I've risked tarnishing my reputation forever in this tournament, and you're going to ask me what I am willing to do. I've already technically been eliminated once, yet I'm still here, in the finals of MOD. Sparrow's taken on all comers, good for him, but I think I have earned the right to say that I took it that much further, don't you think? Would White Trash do anything like that for the fans? Would Sparrow? Let me guess, they don't have to? Well if I have my way, then Sparrow is going to be wishing that he had. What makes me laugh is that Sparrow is still treating it like he's going up against Leaky Format, brushing me off like I'm just another jobber. Compared to his accomplishments, I probably am, and I can live with that. But can Sparrow live with the fact that he just might get beat by a 'jobber' tonight? I don't think so. Just another stepping stone, I don't think so. Guess again birdman. He might be considered royalty anywhere he goes, but to me, he's still just someone in my way." "So are you saying that Sparrow doesn't deserve legend status?" "I know how you like to twist my words around. I'm not saying that in the least bit." "Then explain it to me." "You're asking quite a lot of questions, what's the deal?" "I'm just trying to get into your head is all. I've gotten you this far, haven't I? Trust me." "I'm sure Sparrow is a great competitor and all that jazz, but I think he's had his time. He's had his time for years, even though he has yet to capture the MOD title. I think it's time someone with more heart step up and take that crown off his head. MOD means more to me than just another match. Sure, that's how I'm going about this, but honestly, how else do you go about preparing for Sparrow? I'm not going to give him any special treatment, but on that same note, the outcome of this match means more to me than he could ever imagine. Someone such as myself, lasted longer than DSL, Bobby Johnson, Syck, you've got to be fucking kidding me if he thinks it means nothing to me. Maybe it'll be better if he thinks he means nothing to me, it means he doesn't think I'll try as hard. Let me be the first to assure you, that I'll be going the hardest I've ever gone. BUD has become my home. I got a start in the independent feds, but the first mainstream company that realized my talent was The Domain. It's become my home, and I keep coming back to it. MOD being the most prestigious of all, hell yeah, it means the world to me. It's true, I've only been here for a year and a half, ages less than Sparrow's been roaming these halls, but that doesn't mean I want it any less than him." People would always try to tell him that he didn't have enough experience, until the end of time. It was pretty annoying. He's been a 'young talent' for a year and a half, and wouldn't you get annoyed if you couldn't escape the title of rookie. Sparrow would always have more experience than him, but it wouldn't stop him from trying to knock Sparrow on his ass, and walk away with the MOD title. "I don't need to figure out what he's doing, because it simply doesn't matter. We've never been in the ring together, so what else is there to do? I'm not going to study my brains out just so I can find out if there is one tiny little thing he might do the same. Sparrow is Sparrow, and he can be nothing more. I hope he knows that even if he tried, he wouldn't find anything I do the same either. Why would I leave a loose end? I know that he wouldn't either. So in the end, there really is no point in trying to find a slip up. It all comes down to that moment, inside the ring, and the choices we make while we're inside. The past doesn't matter, only the present, which will decide one of our future's as 2008 MOD Champion." "I don't know, Sparrow seems to think that he has this thing in the bag, and I almost believe him." He wasn't sure if she was trying to anger him for the match, or if she was just trying to get under his skin. Whichever one she was attempting to do, it was definitely working. "And your point is?" "My point is, his confidence almost makes you believe he's already champion." "Yeah, but confidence doesn't make it so, infact, it's almost a weakness. If you're expecting to win, you won't expect the things that your opponent pulls out of his bag of tricks. Da Sweet Lunatic told me she was going to win, White Trash almost knew she was going to win because she had done it before. Why should Sparrow be any difference? I don't care that he thinks he's going to win, I don't care if anyone else thinks he's going to win. Where did DSL end up, competing for the Franchise title. Where did White Trash end up...I guess in some lesbian connection with her MOD opponent, so maybe it was good that I eliminated her. Hmm..." "So what's in your bag of tricks?" "What do you mean?" "You said confidence makes it so the person doesn't expect the things that your opponent pulls out of his bag of tricks. What's in yours?" The question caught him off guard. He wasn't expecting her to ask what he planned on having over Sparrow, though he had some answers, nonetheless. "Talent." He stuck up one finger. "Something Sparrow obviously doesn't think I have. He's expecting to walk out there, and be put up against someone who doesn't know what he's doing. Would someone that he's described, have made it thus far in the tournament? I wouldn't think so. It doesn't matter who you ask, anyone that's been in the ring with me can vouche that I do have skill, Sparrow won't believe what he's in the ring with." Lady Andromeda shook her head, thinking that to be a suitable answer, and would have just accepted that. However, it wasn't the only that Misery planned on bringing out in this match. Not at all. "Luck." Sticking up a second finger. "Cheesy, I know. But if it weren't for some lucky moments, then I wouldn't be in the position I am currently in. It's the luck that didn't let Bobby Johnson come my way, the luck that allowed DSL to eliminate Wallstreet before our match. Obviously, somebody up there wants me to get through this thing, and become the new MOD champion." It was an odd choice, but fitting nonetheless. She began to open her mouth, when she was cut off yet again. "Determination." Third finger. "There's no stopping me when I get into that mindset, and he won't be able to put me down. I'll keep coming, harder and harder each time he tries to put me down. There's nobody determined more than myself to win their match at MOD, not even Sparrow himself. I'd like to see him try to prove me wrong. I was determined to get my hands on the Heavyweight, and I did it. I'm even more determined to get a hold of that MOD Championship, and Sparrow won't see it coming." "I do believe you're ready..." Fade.