 I fight a battle every day
Against discouragement and fear;
Some foe stands always in my way,
The path ahead is never clear!
I must forever be on guard
Against the doubts that skulk along;
I get ahead by fighting hard,
But fighting keeps my spirit strong. I hear the croakings of Despair,
The dark predictions of the weak;
I find myself pursued by Care,
No matter what the end I seek;
My victories are small and few,
It matters not how hard I strive;
Each day the fight begins anew,
But fighting keeps my hopes alive. My dreams are spoiled by circumstance,
My plans are wrecked by Fate or Luck;
Some hour, perhaps, will bring my chance,
But that great hour has never struck;
My progress has been slow and hard,
I've had to climb and crawl and swim,
Fighting for every stubborn yard,
But I have kept in fighting trim. I have to fight my doubts away,
And be on guard against my fears;
The feeble croaking of Dismay
Has been familiar through the years;
My dearest plans keep going wrong,
Events combine to thwart my will,
But fighting keeps my spirit strong,
And I am undefeated still!
She has never gave notice to any other company out there. Some might look at that as fear or just plain saying she doesn't give a damn....I'm going to vote for the latter. Still, there is a new era in this business, new faces and while others are still feeding off the old, she believes that there is someone better than even them. While others stood in their own ring calling out the already made Legends, she took it upon herself to show a backbone and enter into unexplored territory. She brought the challenge to them! The fans are waiting for the show to start, they are rushing back to their seat from visiting the concession stands, shoving their change down their pockets after having paid an arm and a leg for soveniors - they are all finding their seats because it was right about that time. Except something different was in the air. There were rumors. Someone saw the Black Hummer with the acronym on the licence plate; others saw Her. But it couldn't be. She wouldn't be here...it was just rumors, people talking to pass the time. But wait... All of the lights in the arena shut off. Blackness blankets every crevice save a few EXIT signs. The PA system sparks to life as the guitar rifs of Survival of the Sickst explode all over the fans. 1! 2! 3! 4! Pyros kick off from all corners of the stage, lighting up the arena. A magical mist forms on the stage as a silouette appears against the screen backdrop. She stands still as flames outline the stage causing shadows against her face. The fans are a bit taken back this entrance. Some know her; others think she's BD's new talent. Either way an eruption came with the slam of the music on the air waves with an overwhelming excitement as the lights dance off the crowd and walls. She steps out into the light - it's Foxy Roxy! She struts out onto the front of the stage, poised looking out at the many faces. Her red lockes drape over her shoulders, as she scans over the fans wearing a twisted sadistic smile. The popular chant that rings throughout BUD at every show isn't sounding here. As she starts off down the ramp, through the mild cheers she hears way up in the stands a group of fans chanting her moniker - BITCH! BITCH!! BITCH!! Roxy bows taking pride in her reputation. She raises her arms shooting both middle fingers in the air and the fans ignite into a huge pop. She starts off down the ramp smirking, her hair bouncing as she picks up the pace in her step. She slides into the ring and jumps to her feet. In her back pocket is a mic, which she pulls out and raises to her lips. "I bet you are all wondering one of two things: "Who is this Bytch in our ring?" or those that know me are wondering "What the hell is Foxy Roxy, the BUD owner, doing here?" I'm here to invite your company's best to partake in the Bytches' Ultimate Domain's most presitigous tournament, the tournament that started them all - The Master of the Domain tournament. Now, this isn't like any of those second rate tournaments that those other companies are putting together filled to the brim with ego and bullshit. BUD was the founder of these yearly tournaments in our region and we are here to extend the opportunity to - NOT to those that consider themselves the cream of the crop, not to those that have inflated egos and think they are too good for a reality check - we are here to invite two of your best, two rising stars who can be the next household name in America...two ultimate competitors to kickstart their careers by participating in the Master of the Domain!!" "You see in the past, BUD only allowed a select few to participate in this esteemed event. We have had several big name wrestlers run the tournament and walk out not even being crowned the MOD but at the same time being pursued by other companies. To become Master of the Domain is a priviledge and a feat that proves to the world that you are a true Master in this industry. All these other companies are stalking down the best of the best...calling out people like our last MOD Champion - Seifer, our BUD Legend NovaCaine, our current and previous BUD Heavyweight Champions - Drew Stevenson and Kevin Sane. I'm taking a different approach. I'm inviting those that have yet to hear of BUD or have but haven't gotten up the nerve to come and see what it's all about!! "See...according to some people in our business, there are 3 top feds out there...I'm not going to say who they are...but BUD is said to be one of them. I personally don't like to associate BUD with anyone else and I actually think that the companies are all the same but just fit different people. In my opinion, there aren't 3 top companies...there is one company who is standing here inviting you to come to its ring, fight other decorated wreslters in this sport and see if you got what it takes to win the big belt. Instead of trying to get the big namers in MOD - I'm looking for that Diamond in the Rough!" She lowers the mic as the PA hits another BUD Theme Entrance. [tbc by a BUD Superstar Only] |
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