Getting In Tune
Nov 2, 2016 19:33:47 GMT -5
Post by The Mason on Nov 2, 2016 19:33:47 GMT -5
10.31.16
Location Undetermined
”Didn’t go as well as you said it would.”
“Yeahhh… ow… yeah. I know. Maybe I made myself too big in my own head.”
”Maybe. How were you upstaged with someone with that name?”
“Huh?”
”Dooder3G. Is it a joke?”
“It’s his name!”
”It’s an AOL Screen Name.”
“Mmmmmm, and what are you? Hahaha, you’re just a voice. Which is worse?”
”...”
“Hey now. I’m just kidding.”
”You aren’t funny.”
“Well, I happen to think I’m hilarious. So you’re gonna have to hear a lot more of my jokes.”
”I could just watch your alleged career comeback. I still get to laugh and I don’t have to hear your opinion.”
“Fine, jerk. I’ll just hang up then.”
”Wait.”
“Mmmmmhm?”
”Who is it?”
“Huh?”
”Who's next?”
“Oh! Cassius Cage. Hahaha, guess what he calls himself.”
”I don’t know. Muhammad?”
“The Chief! As if I don’t have enough of those in my life. Ugh. Aw. But yours was funnier.”
”Are you still nervous?”
“I’m less nervous. The worst of it is over. The hump of the comeback or whatever…? That was the hardest. Hey, how much time do you have left to talk?”
”Not a lot. But Jenny, I’d like to see you soon.”
“Thennnnn I’d be more than just a voice. Haha, that’s not what the deal was!”
”I’d like to renegotiate.”
“We’ll have to see.”
”Consider. But I do have to go now.”
“Ah. Alright then. Be safe. Happy Halloween!”
”Be safer.”
Click.
Tone.
11.02.16
Los Angeles, CA
We can hear Jenny Knite’s voice courtesy of an iPhone though we aren’t greeted to any picture quite yet-- just darkness.
”I felt good going into it. I did. I know it sounds like a copout to say my main goal was ‘just don’t die’ when I went in there, but it was. It’s not why I lost, obviously. I lost because the guy I was facing is like… fucking phenomenal and I haven’t wrestled a proper match in over two years. He’s at the top of his game and I’m still trying to find my way back in it. And like, yeah, the whole time leading up to it, I was like ‘wow, winning this would be so awesome, what a comeback’ but you really get this feeling of mortality when you’re in there with someone that’s bigger than you and sharper than you and more confident than you. You go into survival mode. And sometimes survival mode doesn’t win matches. That’s what my dad says anyway.
But that was before.
Haha, I found the confidence I didn’t have two weeks ago. I cleared the first hurdle and at the very least, that lump in my throat I felt every time I thought about Dood, isn’t there for Cassius. It’s not that Cassius isn’t dangerous or anything but… I dunno, I guess it’s a presence thing? Cassius came into the business at an older age and he presents himself as pure wealth one minute and an absolute savage the next-- but there’s no presence there.
And, like, I don’t mean for it to sound mean! It’s just like… Cassius has been a part of Glitz, Glamour, and Glory for as long as I have but he hasn’t really said anything. He hasn’t shown his face. He hasn’t thrown up a Tweet. No group emails. Nada. After he signed his contract he might’ve died in an adventurous kayaking catastrophe. I don’t know. We may never know!
Not unless he shows up on Thursday Night Challenge for the ass-whooping of a lifetime… haha!”
We finally blink into color where we see Jenny Knite reclined on a bench swing, presumably on her front porch in Los Angeles. She gives the camera a wink, minimizing any true malice the statement might’ve carried.
”In all seriousness though, this is important. My career before the whole gnarly neck thing didn’t exactly end on the strongest, highest, ummm, winningest note and I reeeeally don’t want to pick up where I left off. I need to get in tune. I can't be that person that screws up twice in a row.
Cage, I know you don’t care just like Dood didn’t care, but I do and that’s why I’m gonna be fighting you as hard as I am. It’s not going to be a matter of fighting for survival, but this is about proving to myself that I’m actually good at the thing I’ve been spending my life trying to perfect. It’s about proving I can do all those things I told the world I could do on live TV two weeks ago.
But this time, I’m getting it right.”
Jenny gives the camera another soft wink as she adjusts the phone to kill the feed-- and we cut to black.
Location Undetermined
”Didn’t go as well as you said it would.”
“Yeahhh… ow… yeah. I know. Maybe I made myself too big in my own head.”
”Maybe. How were you upstaged with someone with that name?”
“Huh?”
”Dooder3G. Is it a joke?”
“It’s his name!”
”It’s an AOL Screen Name.”
“Mmmmmm, and what are you? Hahaha, you’re just a voice. Which is worse?”
”...”
“Hey now. I’m just kidding.”
”You aren’t funny.”
“Well, I happen to think I’m hilarious. So you’re gonna have to hear a lot more of my jokes.”
”I could just watch your alleged career comeback. I still get to laugh and I don’t have to hear your opinion.”
“Fine, jerk. I’ll just hang up then.”
”Wait.”
“Mmmmmhm?”
”Who is it?”
“Huh?”
”Who's next?”
“Oh! Cassius Cage. Hahaha, guess what he calls himself.”
”I don’t know. Muhammad?”
“The Chief! As if I don’t have enough of those in my life. Ugh. Aw. But yours was funnier.”
”Are you still nervous?”
“I’m less nervous. The worst of it is over. The hump of the comeback or whatever…? That was the hardest. Hey, how much time do you have left to talk?”
”Not a lot. But Jenny, I’d like to see you soon.”
“Thennnnn I’d be more than just a voice. Haha, that’s not what the deal was!”
”I’d like to renegotiate.”
“We’ll have to see.”
”Consider. But I do have to go now.”
“Ah. Alright then. Be safe. Happy Halloween!”
”Be safer.”
Click.
Tone.
11.02.16
Los Angeles, CA
We can hear Jenny Knite’s voice courtesy of an iPhone though we aren’t greeted to any picture quite yet-- just darkness.
”I felt good going into it. I did. I know it sounds like a copout to say my main goal was ‘just don’t die’ when I went in there, but it was. It’s not why I lost, obviously. I lost because the guy I was facing is like… fucking phenomenal and I haven’t wrestled a proper match in over two years. He’s at the top of his game and I’m still trying to find my way back in it. And like, yeah, the whole time leading up to it, I was like ‘wow, winning this would be so awesome, what a comeback’ but you really get this feeling of mortality when you’re in there with someone that’s bigger than you and sharper than you and more confident than you. You go into survival mode. And sometimes survival mode doesn’t win matches. That’s what my dad says anyway.
But that was before.
Haha, I found the confidence I didn’t have two weeks ago. I cleared the first hurdle and at the very least, that lump in my throat I felt every time I thought about Dood, isn’t there for Cassius. It’s not that Cassius isn’t dangerous or anything but… I dunno, I guess it’s a presence thing? Cassius came into the business at an older age and he presents himself as pure wealth one minute and an absolute savage the next-- but there’s no presence there.
And, like, I don’t mean for it to sound mean! It’s just like… Cassius has been a part of Glitz, Glamour, and Glory for as long as I have but he hasn’t really said anything. He hasn’t shown his face. He hasn’t thrown up a Tweet. No group emails. Nada. After he signed his contract he might’ve died in an adventurous kayaking catastrophe. I don’t know. We may never know!
Not unless he shows up on Thursday Night Challenge for the ass-whooping of a lifetime… haha!”
We finally blink into color where we see Jenny Knite reclined on a bench swing, presumably on her front porch in Los Angeles. She gives the camera a wink, minimizing any true malice the statement might’ve carried.
”In all seriousness though, this is important. My career before the whole gnarly neck thing didn’t exactly end on the strongest, highest, ummm, winningest note and I reeeeally don’t want to pick up where I left off. I need to get in tune. I can't be that person that screws up twice in a row.
Cage, I know you don’t care just like Dood didn’t care, but I do and that’s why I’m gonna be fighting you as hard as I am. It’s not going to be a matter of fighting for survival, but this is about proving to myself that I’m actually good at the thing I’ve been spending my life trying to perfect. It’s about proving I can do all those things I told the world I could do on live TV two weeks ago.
But this time, I’m getting it right.”
Jenny gives the camera another soft wink as she adjusts the phone to kill the feed-- and we cut to black.