Out.of.Character.Comment; ugh I am sorry this is late, I haven't been feeling too hot, the good news is it isn't mono! YAY. Anyways yeah...Mel don't hate me >< •�?KNOW YOUR ROLE Oh goodness, what have we here? Another annoying cunt to scrap under the table? Yeah that's what it seems like. Apparently Blair's opponents found it necessary to never focus on what was really in front of them. Instead they would rather crack lame jokes and attempt to break down her ego. Too bad for them she wasn't another petty jobber like they were. Blair had a lot more going for her than what Mrs. West had pointed out. In fact it had seemed almost as if Brittany hadn't done any research at all on her opponent. Blair was all natural in who she was, that was apart of who she was as a wrestler. She wasn't worried about how big her boobs looked or how hot she was when she was wrestling because that wasn't what this was about. To Blair she was there to wrestle, not to look good and she couldn't say the same for her opponent. It seemed that Brittany had been to pre-occupied with looking at Blair's breasts in her roster picture to take a look at her resume. To take a look at who she was and what she stood for. It was a foolish mistake, but one Blair assumed would happen. After all it happened the week before to her as well and look what happened to San. Brittany had made the same mistakes that San made the week before, she hadn't done the proper research and she had taken Blair much too lightly. Perhaps this would be an ongoing thing with her opponents, they would all be too dimwitted to realize when they were going up against a real wrestler, so they would center their promos around family life and things that didn't matter to anyone else. Pathetic would be the word that Blair would use. All the people around her were just pathetic slobs that didn't know how to run their careers properly. All they did was run through the motions, following what they were supposed to do. Nothing new came from any of them, not in the ring, not in their promos. They were all the same, all trying so hard to be something new and each of them failing more miserably than the first. Blair would never be one of them, in fact she swore that she wouldn't. She was always about being solely who she was and if people hated that, then she didn't care. If people criticized that, she didn't care. She knew who she was and she knew better than most how to read other people. There were only three safe people in WGEF, Blake Lovo, Drew Stevenson, and Mark Riggs. The rest, like Brittany West, would just have to hope and prey that they eventually live up to the standards, that they some how make it up to the level that Blair Mason plays on. The bad thing about girls like Brittany West is, they never reach that point, because they're too busy with their personal lives to notice that their careers are going no where. In fact it made Blair wonder, was Mrs. West jealous of Blair commitment to this sport? Because it was obvious to Blair and to most other people that Brittany was much more committed to her home life. Was Brittany jealous of Blair's success? Lets hope not, after all Blair hates jealousy. It only ever leads to others feeling a certain fury. Blair tucked her blonde locks tightly behind her ears as she looked around the dim room. The camera had begun to roll but that didn't matter to her. She could stand there for hours not saying anything and know that people would still watch her. Finally Blair looked up, making eye contact with the camera, a blank stare locked onto her face. After a few seconds a grin finally slid across her face her eyebrow raising as it did. She let out a short chuckle before shifting her weight staring more deeply into the camera. Blair Mason; Another one of these huh? Another little prissy looking cunt trying to act all tough. Tell me, does that sarcasm hurt your tongue Brittany? Cause your attempts at being clever sure hurt my head, I bet it took you awhile to come up with those though didn't it? So much time slaving over the desk trying to think of the perfect things to say, and for what? To just make yourself seem like more of an idiot? Yes, I believe so. That's okay though, you shouldn't feel bad you aren't alone in this federation. Trust me there are many other dimwitted girls such as yourself, the only person you have to worry about noticing is me. Unlucky for you, that's what you have this week, me. According to you that doesn't mean much, but I'm sure if you asked around to many other people it would mean a whole lot more. I suppose you're too busy being a housewife to pay attention to your opponents though aren't you? Too busy trying to convince yourself that you are a real wrestler, when in fact all you are is a little wanna-be. I don't know much about you Brittany, so I won't try and make anything up, I'm just going on what I see here. What I've got from you so far. What I've got from you so far is simple, you aren't anything that I need to worry about. You're friends with Adalyn Raine? What does that even mean to me? I have much more powerful and much more talented friends than you seem to have. I have a background that could ruin most other female athletes backgrounds in a heartbeat. Yet what you seem to focus on is how my boobs look in my roster photo? Are you really that big of an idiot? Is your brain so small that you couldn't look at the print on the roster? Did you even attempt to read my biography dear? Or were there too many big words in there, like college and Japan. Yes, see I can do sarcasm too. I know you thought it was such a successful and original tactic but it isn't. You see that's the problem with girls like you, you rely too much on trying to be different on trying to be the next big thing you seem to forget how to actually do it. I know that I am innovative in the ring I don't need to preach that, but I am not going to try and jump around and do bullshit things to make people think I am different. I will sit here and I will show you how focused I am on what's going on. Sadly enough that's a little more "original" than it used to be. Blair grinned looking into the camera almost as if she was going to burst into laughter at any moment. It was something she had built a reputation on. Blair's game wasn't just to play mind games or to over power in the ring, it was about both. It was about completely taking out her opponent physically and mentally, tearing them to shreds in front of audiences everywhere. Perhaps it was a problem that she faced, then again she would never see it as a problem. To her it was perfection at it's finest. Blair Mason; Another thing you failed to realize Mrs. Mason is the fact that you have no significance to me either. You made it clear that for some reason or another I mean nothing to you, and that's all good but I have to wonder if you expected me to care about who you are. Or rather who you aren't. See you aren't anything special, you aren't anything that is of a threat to me, and you certainly aren't anything important to this federation. In fact you're almost like scum to me. Scum that hardly deserves to step into the ring with someone as qualified and as great as me. I know I seem like I'm just trying to boost my own ego, but it's nothing of the sorts. You see I don't play the talk big and don't deliver game because I'm not like the rest of these little girls running around here. When I say something is going to happen you better bet that it is going to go down exactly how I say it will because I know what I'm doing. I have already made it in this business where it counts and I do not play around. You may want to be the nice girl or you might want to play the self centered bitch but I don't need to play a part, I just need to be myself and that gets the job done. You though, Brittany, you need to know your role. Know where you stand. Instead of treading lightly around trying to make yourself seem like something someone will care about you need to actually make some sense, and demand attention. I can see how someone like you would envy someone like me Brittany. I have myself all figured out, I don't need a man and a baby to show me that. I have a career, and it serves me just as your husband and child do. It makes me know who I am and it makes me realize what I'm capable of. Your problem is you have your hands full. You can't seem to stay focused long enough to notice anything deeper than what is on the outside. Your petty observations were cute though, really. I loved the attempts at trashing my look, it really makes me want to reevaluate the way I wrestle...oh wait no it has nothing to do with that does it? The way I look in no way makes any difference in that ring. You must be stuck on that good ol' WWE tactic, the prettiest will survive? Well I've got news for you dear, the WGEF plays their cards right. They let the talent shine not the looks. See I don't need to make myself over to try and please other people, I just need to keep bettering myself at the sport that I love and people will remember my name. Too bad in a few weeks, you know after you disappear they won't have even known there was a Brittany West around because after this match you might not be able to make much of a name for yourself. I'm sure you'll claim to have given a good fight, you'll come up with some excuses, and that's all in what you are capable of. See I don't need many excuses because I don't mess up. I only allow excellence from myself and if I can't give that then there is no point in even trying. Blair shrugs her shoulders, perhaps out of frustration, perhaps out of more sarcasm. She looks down for a second gathering her thoughts. Another smile creeps onto her face as she keeps her head down at the floor. She then looks back up making eye contact with the camera in front of her, her smile still locked onto her face. Blair Mason; You know what my favorite part about tonight is going to be? Watching your lifeless body as I get my arm raised high. You see, there is nothing that I enjoy more than watching girls like you lose. Girls that think they know all there is, so much that they don't even really need to pay attention. I always have to sit back and wonder though where this confidence is coming from. Maybe it's just a thing that female wrestlers think they need to have, a certain type of arrogance that radiates throughout entire arenas. See in my opinion if you haven't earned the right for that arrogance you shouldn't be using it. While you might say to yourself how has Blair earned that arrogance, then I would tell you simply to do the research you should've done. Go to youtube and type in my name, go watch some of my most grueling matches in Japan. You see there it isn't about who is the best looking it's about who is the best in that ring and you can damn sure bet that I was one of them. That market means more to me than this "entertainment". I am not here to put on a show outside of that ring I am here to make people see what REAL female wrestling is about and you Brittany cannot give that to them. I however, can. That is what I am trying to fix. I am trying to remind people that they should love this sport for the SPORT not the entertainment, and you are going against that in every way. Not just because of the way you look but because of your inability to be innovative. You need to learn what talent is and try and keep up. Then again I don't think you would even be able to come close to what I think is talent. The only thing you'll be to be is a pathetic mess and that will never chance no matter what the circumstances. It isn't just about where I came from or what I fight for, it's about respecting the sport that I love. I respect it more than many people can say they do, I know this for a fact. I don't doubt your love for this sport, simply your ability to show your respect for it. How can you possibly consider yourself a true wrestler when you are more focused on partying than actually training? You make it impossible for me to take you seriously. The good news is you might get your name out there for a second. The bad news is everyone will forget it by the time you're face down on the mat after feeling a gruesome fury. Don't worry though, I don't plan to take you lightly. I don't want to give you any opportunity to pretend like you were better than me at any point in the match. After all, what is the sense in lying to yourself? Keep up what you need to though, tell yourself you've got what it takes. I would love to knock some sense into in that ring. You will feel my fury. A grin shaped on Blair's face as she laughed to herself. She then stepped forward towards the camera shoving it out of her way before the screen faded to black.