Post by Valentina Madison on Dec 29, 2013 18:50:07 GMT -5
I’m free! I’m finally free! I have finally freed myself from being a pushover! I’m finally free from being the whipping girl of MPW! At last! Thank god! I never realized how good it would feel if I changed my ways for the better, but right now, I’m basking in the glow of it. After weeks and weeks of being attacked and taken advantage of, with one statement last week on Reloaded, I have finally gotten the gratification that I’ve had coming for me for such a long time! For me, this is a new beginning and it’s going to lead to brighter and better things! To hell with the OLD Valentina Madison, I’d rather blow my brains out than be that weak piece of trash again!
Christmas Day, Evanston, Illinois, 11:46 PM
Valentina is in the backyard of her Illinois home a few hours after her family left a Christmas party she was hosting. There’s no question that with recent events, she’s had a very merry Christmas. She just sits by a fire that’s been burning for at least an hour and she’s got a determined look on her face.
Valentina Madison: Never again, never again will I be a joke. It’s not just wrestling, people have been taking advantage of me throughout my entire life!
Valentina pauses to think about those moments. She hasn’t had it easy, that’s for sure.
Valentina Madison: I can’t remember how many times growing up, I had “friends” that would take advantage of me by doing their homework for them. I can’t remember how many times anyone took advantage of me whenever I let them borrow money and I never got paid back, ever. For as long as I can remember, I’ve been taken advantage of and that mysterious woman was completely right. I was a pushover! I was wasting my potential! Honestly, even my own parents took advantage of me at times! I can’t believe how much of a pushover I really was…
Valentina stands up and she heads inside briefly. She returns with a small box and she looks like she’s got quite the disdain for it. She opens it and looks inside of the box and it contains a couple of dozen pictures of the “old” her when she was smiling all the time and being nice to everybody.
Valentina Madison: I regret the fact that you ever existed you sorry, stupid piece of filth! You’re absolutely worthless to me now! Everything else aside, you were also relatively hideous on the inside and the outside. You were the ugly duckling, in both your life and in MPW. But it’s not to be anymore, because I’ve transformed into a black swan that everyone is going to fear and respect going forward. How in the world were you even able to exist? Why did you continue to become your father’s victim years after that alcohol-induced abuse happen? You were fragile, you were nothing more than a sissy. I revile you and abhor you and once you’re completely flushed out of my soul, I’ll see to it that you never take up residence in it again. At Uncivil War, the whole world is going to see the end of you “pussycat”.
Valentina draws a Swiss army knife from her pocket and randomly chooses one of the pictures in the box. She starts stabbing at it, symbolizing how much she detests the person she used to be. She gets some gratification from puncturing a few holes in it.
Voice: Valentina, what are you doing?
Valentina Madison: Mom? I thought you left.
Mrs. Madison: I came by to check on you. Danny said he’s concerned about you.
Valentina Madison: Tell him that he can piss off!
Mrs. Madison: What is going on here? You’re putting yourself down, you’re stabbing your own pictures. What is this all about?
Valentina Madison: I’m not putting myself down MOTHER, because that’s not me anymore. I’m a new woman and a better woman and part of the reason why I was the person I used to be has everything to do with you and my father. You’re both at fault because you two suppressed me, you two overprotected me, you two sheltered me. You two had the nerve to teach me to be a “dream chaser”, a “role model”, to be “compassionate for my fellow human being” and it got me nowhere. It got me taken advantage of all the time. You created something in me that I never wanted inside of me, and now, I’m exorcising it out of me!
Her mother is shocked to hear this.
Mrs. Madison: Valentina, stop with this nonsense this instant.
Valentina Madison: You can’t tell me what to do anymore! You can’t control me! You wanted me to have personal traits that I never wanted. “Compassion”, “Kindness”, “Respect for the lower classes”. You force fed me this crap mother, and I’m literally about to turn it all to ashes right now!
Mrs. Madison: Valentina….
Her mother looks both shocked and disappointed now. Valentina pulls the Swiss knife out of the picture and tosses the punctured picture into the box with the rest of them. She withdraws the knife and puts it back in her pocket.
Valentina Madison: Say goodbye to your “precious little girl!”
Valentina picks up the box!
Mrs. Madison: No! Don’t do it! You don’t know what you’re doing!
Valentina smirks and dumps all the pictures into the fire. Her smirk turns to anger as she looks back at her mother.
Valentina Madison: Get out of my house….
Mrs. Madison: But…
Valentina Madison: Get out of my house! I don’t care if I have to charge my own mother for trespassing and call the authorities. I want you gone! Now!
She watches her mother look horrified as the pictures continue to burn up in flames. Her mother says nothing and just begins to leave without a fight. Valentina is satisfied with this development as she continues to watch those pictures of the person she used to be continually become ash. Just as her mother leaves, Valentina says…
Valentina Madison: Merry Christmas, bitch…
Clearly, she didn’t mind using language she normally wouldn’t use in a situation like this.
Valentina Madison: I got more where that came from. The world will see the official death, funeral, and burial of the person I used to be at Uncivil War….
December 29, 2013, Atlanta, Georgia
Valentina Madison: I deserve better than this….
Valentina said that as she sits on a solitary bench in a recreational area of Atlanta.
Valentina Madison: Since I’ve joined MPW, I don’t think anybody with a brain would dispute that if this company had an awards show, I’d win Rookie of the Year in a landslide. I’ve made my mark in the brief time that I’ve been in this company. I truly believe that I have earned at the very least, a shot at the Television Championship against that ignorant, douchebag known as Taufik and despite all the hard work I’ve put in every single week, I have to settle for Mr. Ness? Mr. Ness? So be it because I am going to make a statement one way or another at Uncivil War because that’s the kind of woman I am. Regardless of the situation is, I always make a statement that everyone is going to remember, no matter how big or how small and tonight at Uncivil War, I truly believe that nobody is ever going to forget what I have in store.
Valentina laughs as she continues.
Valentina Madison: Mr. Ness. I know who you are and you had disgusted me ever since you showed up in MPW because of the very fact that your biography states that you carry around a LOADED GUN to the ring with you in your matches and anything that has to do with guns is deplorable to me since I truly believe society would be a better place if disarmament took place worldwide. But I’m not here to talk about my political beliefs on guns, I’m here to tell you Mr. Ness, that you’re nothing more to me than just the first person that is going to feel the wrath of the new Valentina Madison. Who the heck do you think you are? What are you even supposed to be? You’re no threat to anybody. Everyone whether they like me or not, can agree with that. You certainly have no future because you are the only wrestler on record that I can remember that has ever lost to Nathan James and when you lose to HIM, you might as well get the heck out of wrestling.
You’ll never be anything important. You’re just another guy that came in and fell off the radar the same way the likes of Cam Stone, Mackey Boyd and Hellbender did. If I wasn’t even in a match with you, I wouldn’t even give you the time of day because that’s how far you’re beneath me. Yet, you have the nerve and the outright stupidity to call yourself “Mr. Untouchable”. Please child, the only thing untouchable about you is your loss column because nobody in MPW history will ever be able to match your all time worst winning percentage of zero percent and because we all know that you’re one of those wrestlers that just can’t make the grade in MPW. I know for a fact that you never even got to college just by looking at you and I also believe that you never even graduated from high school because that’s how ridiculously stupid you are.
I’m not going to waste much more time on you because you’re not even close to being worth it. But note this Mr. Ness, I used to be the resident punching bag in MPW. Once I stopped doing that, you became that punching bag and you deserve it. But it’s not all bad news Mr. Ness, the good news is, you’ll only have that label for another few hours because I’m positive that once I’m through with you, your career will be finished. But until then Mr. Ness, I hope you follow a religion because you’re going to need a collection of prayers to even survive the wrath I have in store for you and even then, the odds don’t look so good for you do they? Mr. Ness, our match is already a formality. Tonight, I’m going to make it official, you’ll get your dose of textbook torture and you’ll be the first wrestler to know what I am capable of when I don’t hold back! Mr. Ness, you may not know me, so I’ll introduce myself. I’m Valentina Madison, and I’m clearly smarter than you’ll ever be.
Valentina smirks before she leaves one final message.
Valentina Madison: As for the rest of MPW, get ready because tonight, I’m teaching all of you a lesson you will never forget!
Valentina stands up and leaves the area to head toward the Philips Arena as the scene fades.
Christmas Day, Evanston, Illinois, 11:46 PM
Valentina is in the backyard of her Illinois home a few hours after her family left a Christmas party she was hosting. There’s no question that with recent events, she’s had a very merry Christmas. She just sits by a fire that’s been burning for at least an hour and she’s got a determined look on her face.
Valentina Madison: Never again, never again will I be a joke. It’s not just wrestling, people have been taking advantage of me throughout my entire life!
Valentina pauses to think about those moments. She hasn’t had it easy, that’s for sure.
Valentina Madison: I can’t remember how many times growing up, I had “friends” that would take advantage of me by doing their homework for them. I can’t remember how many times anyone took advantage of me whenever I let them borrow money and I never got paid back, ever. For as long as I can remember, I’ve been taken advantage of and that mysterious woman was completely right. I was a pushover! I was wasting my potential! Honestly, even my own parents took advantage of me at times! I can’t believe how much of a pushover I really was…
Valentina stands up and she heads inside briefly. She returns with a small box and she looks like she’s got quite the disdain for it. She opens it and looks inside of the box and it contains a couple of dozen pictures of the “old” her when she was smiling all the time and being nice to everybody.
Valentina Madison: I regret the fact that you ever existed you sorry, stupid piece of filth! You’re absolutely worthless to me now! Everything else aside, you were also relatively hideous on the inside and the outside. You were the ugly duckling, in both your life and in MPW. But it’s not to be anymore, because I’ve transformed into a black swan that everyone is going to fear and respect going forward. How in the world were you even able to exist? Why did you continue to become your father’s victim years after that alcohol-induced abuse happen? You were fragile, you were nothing more than a sissy. I revile you and abhor you and once you’re completely flushed out of my soul, I’ll see to it that you never take up residence in it again. At Uncivil War, the whole world is going to see the end of you “pussycat”.
Valentina draws a Swiss army knife from her pocket and randomly chooses one of the pictures in the box. She starts stabbing at it, symbolizing how much she detests the person she used to be. She gets some gratification from puncturing a few holes in it.
Voice: Valentina, what are you doing?
Valentina Madison: Mom? I thought you left.
Mrs. Madison: I came by to check on you. Danny said he’s concerned about you.
Valentina Madison: Tell him that he can piss off!
Mrs. Madison: What is going on here? You’re putting yourself down, you’re stabbing your own pictures. What is this all about?
Valentina Madison: I’m not putting myself down MOTHER, because that’s not me anymore. I’m a new woman and a better woman and part of the reason why I was the person I used to be has everything to do with you and my father. You’re both at fault because you two suppressed me, you two overprotected me, you two sheltered me. You two had the nerve to teach me to be a “dream chaser”, a “role model”, to be “compassionate for my fellow human being” and it got me nowhere. It got me taken advantage of all the time. You created something in me that I never wanted inside of me, and now, I’m exorcising it out of me!
Her mother is shocked to hear this.
Mrs. Madison: Valentina, stop with this nonsense this instant.
Valentina Madison: You can’t tell me what to do anymore! You can’t control me! You wanted me to have personal traits that I never wanted. “Compassion”, “Kindness”, “Respect for the lower classes”. You force fed me this crap mother, and I’m literally about to turn it all to ashes right now!
Mrs. Madison: Valentina….
Her mother looks both shocked and disappointed now. Valentina pulls the Swiss knife out of the picture and tosses the punctured picture into the box with the rest of them. She withdraws the knife and puts it back in her pocket.
Valentina Madison: Say goodbye to your “precious little girl!”
Valentina picks up the box!
Mrs. Madison: No! Don’t do it! You don’t know what you’re doing!
Valentina smirks and dumps all the pictures into the fire. Her smirk turns to anger as she looks back at her mother.
Valentina Madison: Get out of my house….
Mrs. Madison: But…
Valentina Madison: Get out of my house! I don’t care if I have to charge my own mother for trespassing and call the authorities. I want you gone! Now!
She watches her mother look horrified as the pictures continue to burn up in flames. Her mother says nothing and just begins to leave without a fight. Valentina is satisfied with this development as she continues to watch those pictures of the person she used to be continually become ash. Just as her mother leaves, Valentina says…
Valentina Madison: Merry Christmas, bitch…
Clearly, she didn’t mind using language she normally wouldn’t use in a situation like this.
Valentina Madison: I got more where that came from. The world will see the official death, funeral, and burial of the person I used to be at Uncivil War….
December 29, 2013, Atlanta, Georgia
Valentina Madison: I deserve better than this….
Valentina said that as she sits on a solitary bench in a recreational area of Atlanta.
Valentina Madison: Since I’ve joined MPW, I don’t think anybody with a brain would dispute that if this company had an awards show, I’d win Rookie of the Year in a landslide. I’ve made my mark in the brief time that I’ve been in this company. I truly believe that I have earned at the very least, a shot at the Television Championship against that ignorant, douchebag known as Taufik and despite all the hard work I’ve put in every single week, I have to settle for Mr. Ness? Mr. Ness? So be it because I am going to make a statement one way or another at Uncivil War because that’s the kind of woman I am. Regardless of the situation is, I always make a statement that everyone is going to remember, no matter how big or how small and tonight at Uncivil War, I truly believe that nobody is ever going to forget what I have in store.
Valentina laughs as she continues.
Valentina Madison: Mr. Ness. I know who you are and you had disgusted me ever since you showed up in MPW because of the very fact that your biography states that you carry around a LOADED GUN to the ring with you in your matches and anything that has to do with guns is deplorable to me since I truly believe society would be a better place if disarmament took place worldwide. But I’m not here to talk about my political beliefs on guns, I’m here to tell you Mr. Ness, that you’re nothing more to me than just the first person that is going to feel the wrath of the new Valentina Madison. Who the heck do you think you are? What are you even supposed to be? You’re no threat to anybody. Everyone whether they like me or not, can agree with that. You certainly have no future because you are the only wrestler on record that I can remember that has ever lost to Nathan James and when you lose to HIM, you might as well get the heck out of wrestling.
You’ll never be anything important. You’re just another guy that came in and fell off the radar the same way the likes of Cam Stone, Mackey Boyd and Hellbender did. If I wasn’t even in a match with you, I wouldn’t even give you the time of day because that’s how far you’re beneath me. Yet, you have the nerve and the outright stupidity to call yourself “Mr. Untouchable”. Please child, the only thing untouchable about you is your loss column because nobody in MPW history will ever be able to match your all time worst winning percentage of zero percent and because we all know that you’re one of those wrestlers that just can’t make the grade in MPW. I know for a fact that you never even got to college just by looking at you and I also believe that you never even graduated from high school because that’s how ridiculously stupid you are.
I’m not going to waste much more time on you because you’re not even close to being worth it. But note this Mr. Ness, I used to be the resident punching bag in MPW. Once I stopped doing that, you became that punching bag and you deserve it. But it’s not all bad news Mr. Ness, the good news is, you’ll only have that label for another few hours because I’m positive that once I’m through with you, your career will be finished. But until then Mr. Ness, I hope you follow a religion because you’re going to need a collection of prayers to even survive the wrath I have in store for you and even then, the odds don’t look so good for you do they? Mr. Ness, our match is already a formality. Tonight, I’m going to make it official, you’ll get your dose of textbook torture and you’ll be the first wrestler to know what I am capable of when I don’t hold back! Mr. Ness, you may not know me, so I’ll introduce myself. I’m Valentina Madison, and I’m clearly smarter than you’ll ever be.
Valentina smirks before she leaves one final message.
Valentina Madison: As for the rest of MPW, get ready because tonight, I’m teaching all of you a lesson you will never forget!
Valentina stands up and leaves the area to head toward the Philips Arena as the scene fades.