Rage

[Tritch.]

R A G E

5/2/16

Atlanta, Georgia

The Brute Camp

I’ve been watching her the past few days. Sitting in my office, peering out through the half-closed blinds to watch her progress. She has a championship belt now, she doesn’t need me hovering over her shoulder anymore. But I watch on with a twinge of pain as she bounces back and forth next to a heavy bag, hair pulled back and covered in sweat, as her knuckles start to break open.

I watch as she bites down on her mouthguard as hard as she can, or maybe it isn’t even her mouthguard anymore, and realize that my fears have come true. I didn’t think she was cut out for this business when she first walked into my living room with that sly grin on her face, but she proved me wrong. What I truly never expected, though, was that she was built for it. That she was malleable and ready to be shaped into what this business always creates.

I never expected that she’d be anything like me - like Rex Evans, filled with rage and a hidden brutality that nobody would see coming. I was afraid of this happening. But as I watch through my window at her, screaming in anger as she pounds those fists repeatedly into the bag, imagining it as the face of all her enemies, I can’t help but smile.

Because I know she’s going to the top.

5/3/16

The Internet

@becky_cheers’ blogs

I don’t know how we can continue to be so blind to what this business is, to what the two of you are. You’re vultures. Leeches. Parasites. You dig your claws into this business and latch on because you have this overwhelming self-absorption that makes you think you can do whatever you want, whenever you want. But it’s time to wake up. Time for us all to just WAKE UPPP!

Time for the Crimson Baroness and Keegan Hightower to wake up and realize they are NOTTT the end all be all. They are not their own personal Jesus. Time for them to realize in the grand scheme of things they’re absolutely nothing. Keegan might have a nice six pack and pretty hair, but he doesn’t have anything that every other guy on this roster can’t deliver. Nothing that matters anyways. And Katie, you might actually have some talent hidden under all of that bullshit you hide beneath, but if you don’t start stripping away this ridiculous comic book supervillain shell nobody is ever going to give a fuckkk.

The sneak attacks, the cheap shots, the low blows. It might get you up front success but in the long run everyone is going to see you both for what you really are: pathetic. And when the Crimson Baroness loses to little ol’ Becky and Mason for the third, even your believers are going to start realizing it.

But it’s time for Mason and I to wake up to. Time for us to wake up and realize that there is no rest for the truly talented. There is no time or place for us to just breathe, not in the Lion’s Den. You might have thought you were breaking us when you all tore us down and beat us right after we won the APEX Tag Team Championships, but you were just opening our eyes. Opening them to the truth. And now, we’ve got eyes on the back of our heads - and our heads are on a swivel. We’re not going to be punked by a bunch of ne’er-do-wells EVERRR again.

And when we step into the ring, we’re not going to be fighting just to win. We’re going to be fighting to put you away. We’re going to be fighting to fighttt. We’re going to hurt you, Katie… Keegan… And we might look cuddly and cute at first glance, but after Thursday, after At All Costs, you’re going to realize just how brutal we can be.

You’re going to discover that this cheerleader is filled with a rage that YOU created. A rage that YOU cannot escape. And when our hands are raised, you won’t even be able to think about doing the only thing you two are good at. Because it’s hard to sneak attack when you’re knocked out cold.