Tree Removal
Jul 12, 2016 19:57:34 GMT -5
Post by Emily Carter on Jul 12, 2016 19:57:34 GMT -5
(The scene opens to Emily sitting on the branch of a white oak tree.)
Wow, what a view! I remember when I used to sit up in trees all day to avoid talking to people…
(She hops down to the ground.)
… but then I turned ten.
(Emily smirks after alluding to Nest’s stunted social development.)
At “Bound by Honor”, I have the honor of challenging for the APEX Championship. But I’m not just facing anyone. I’m facing THE most dominant athlete in LDFC’s history - a man that’s defeated many. I’m facing the seemingly unbeatable Nest.
As I look around, it’s fitting that I’m surrounded by shade since shade is all you’ve been throwing at me for months. Sure, you give off this vibe that I’m beneath you... that I’m not worth your time... that you have better things to do than acknowledge me. However, you’ve been throwing darts my way through your usual method of communication.
Subtweets.
What was that you called me? A lady that looks like she’s starving? A toothpick used to clean your teeth? How cute and hypocritical. If we’re judging off looks, you’d be described as your run-of-the-mill hoss. No stamina. No Speed. Nothing impressive. But when the bell sounds, you perform moves guys half your size can’t. You defy labels. You’re the very definition of “never judge a book by its cover”. Yet you want to look past me because I’m not physically imposing? You’re right. I’m not built like Tora Solgaard or Natalie McKinley. I’m not 7’0” tall. But I’ve got speed, agility and endurance all day. I can concuss with my kicks, KO with my elbows. And when these fists start flying? So will the heads of my opponents.
But you’ll find that out soon enough, Nesty, don’t you worry.
From the beginning, I’ve always held you in high praise. You were the guy that I strived to be as great as. From day one, I’ve shown you nothing but respect. In turn, you ignored me. Cool, whatever. But why? Because LDFC’s Matchmaker didn’t have you close out a supercard? Well that’s something you should’ve taken up with him. For a man that always brags about how he takes action, then you should’ve opened your mouth for once and tried to emote. A daunting task for you, I know. But instead, you took to Twitter with your passive-aggressive remarks. But what really turned you sour on me is when you started listening to Luke Wisia, of all people. You let a “hoa” like him get you riled up about playing “second fiddle” and “taking a backseat” to me. The more he ran his mouth, the more you began to believe. The more you believed, the more your hatred and resentment grew. And lemme guess, now you’re gonna let it all out? Now Nesty is gonna take all of his months of frustration out on that poor, pathetic charity case Emily Carter, is that right?
Yeah… good luck with that.
Contrary to popular belief, I earned this title shot by putting in work for 11 months. I had my usual detractors. But you were the surprise. But the more I thought about it, the more it made sense. You don’t wanna face me. You wanna beat up Tillman again. You wanna smack around MacRear for the thousandth time. Why? Simple. Those are people you know that you can exert your will upon. For a man that’s always up for a challenge, that sounds an awful lot like “playing it safe” to me. I never played some sympathy card. Never begged for anything. Damn sure never relied on anyone's name but my own. I’ve been working for this shot since day one. I haven’t been pinned since my very first match, which was almost 12 months ago! The list of names you've beaten? I’ve beaten every last one of 'em! The difference between me and them?
You don’t intimidate me.
You don't scare me.
Heck, I’ll look you right in the eyes… right before splitting your lip wide open. And that'll be the least of your worries.
You’ve been walking around here with this air of arrogance for far too long. From walking around with your nose up to making Peaches validate her participation in LDFC (then having the gall to say “entry granted”). Yeah, you definitely need to be knocked down several pegs. But according to you, I'm no match for you. Okay...
Continue to underestimate me. Look right past me. Cause at Bound by Honor, you're in for a rude awakening. You will be beaten. You will be humbled. Your ass will be knocked out of that tree. No longer will you be looking down. From Friday going forward, you'll be looking up... at Emily Carter.
Get Used To The View
Wow, what a view! I remember when I used to sit up in trees all day to avoid talking to people…
(She hops down to the ground.)
… but then I turned ten.
(Emily smirks after alluding to Nest’s stunted social development.)
At “Bound by Honor”, I have the honor of challenging for the APEX Championship. But I’m not just facing anyone. I’m facing THE most dominant athlete in LDFC’s history - a man that’s defeated many. I’m facing the seemingly unbeatable Nest.
As I look around, it’s fitting that I’m surrounded by shade since shade is all you’ve been throwing at me for months. Sure, you give off this vibe that I’m beneath you... that I’m not worth your time... that you have better things to do than acknowledge me. However, you’ve been throwing darts my way through your usual method of communication.
Subtweets.
What was that you called me? A lady that looks like she’s starving? A toothpick used to clean your teeth? How cute and hypocritical. If we’re judging off looks, you’d be described as your run-of-the-mill hoss. No stamina. No Speed. Nothing impressive. But when the bell sounds, you perform moves guys half your size can’t. You defy labels. You’re the very definition of “never judge a book by its cover”. Yet you want to look past me because I’m not physically imposing? You’re right. I’m not built like Tora Solgaard or Natalie McKinley. I’m not 7’0” tall. But I’ve got speed, agility and endurance all day. I can concuss with my kicks, KO with my elbows. And when these fists start flying? So will the heads of my opponents.
But you’ll find that out soon enough, Nesty, don’t you worry.
From the beginning, I’ve always held you in high praise. You were the guy that I strived to be as great as. From day one, I’ve shown you nothing but respect. In turn, you ignored me. Cool, whatever. But why? Because LDFC’s Matchmaker didn’t have you close out a supercard? Well that’s something you should’ve taken up with him. For a man that always brags about how he takes action, then you should’ve opened your mouth for once and tried to emote. A daunting task for you, I know. But instead, you took to Twitter with your passive-aggressive remarks. But what really turned you sour on me is when you started listening to Luke Wisia, of all people. You let a “hoa” like him get you riled up about playing “second fiddle” and “taking a backseat” to me. The more he ran his mouth, the more you began to believe. The more you believed, the more your hatred and resentment grew. And lemme guess, now you’re gonna let it all out? Now Nesty is gonna take all of his months of frustration out on that poor, pathetic charity case Emily Carter, is that right?
Yeah… good luck with that.
Contrary to popular belief, I earned this title shot by putting in work for 11 months. I had my usual detractors. But you were the surprise. But the more I thought about it, the more it made sense. You don’t wanna face me. You wanna beat up Tillman again. You wanna smack around MacRear for the thousandth time. Why? Simple. Those are people you know that you can exert your will upon. For a man that’s always up for a challenge, that sounds an awful lot like “playing it safe” to me. I never played some sympathy card. Never begged for anything. Damn sure never relied on anyone's name but my own. I’ve been working for this shot since day one. I haven’t been pinned since my very first match, which was almost 12 months ago! The list of names you've beaten? I’ve beaten every last one of 'em! The difference between me and them?
You don’t intimidate me.
You don't scare me.
Heck, I’ll look you right in the eyes… right before splitting your lip wide open. And that'll be the least of your worries.
You’ve been walking around here with this air of arrogance for far too long. From walking around with your nose up to making Peaches validate her participation in LDFC (then having the gall to say “entry granted”). Yeah, you definitely need to be knocked down several pegs. But according to you, I'm no match for you. Okay...
Continue to underestimate me. Look right past me. Cause at Bound by Honor, you're in for a rude awakening. You will be beaten. You will be humbled. Your ass will be knocked out of that tree. No longer will you be looking down. From Friday going forward, you'll be looking up... at Emily Carter.
Get Used To The View