Post by Aidan Carlisle on Oct 7, 2016 6:09:04 GMT
The neck is the best bet, you know.
“Who the fuck are you?”
Oh come on now, I know I'm normally on vacation, but you haven't forgotten the sound of your own conscience.
“Maybe it's because you give shit for advice.”
Says you. I like to think I'm pretty sage. Between the two of us, which one do you think is The Orcale here?
Talking out loud to your own conscience was normal, right? Everyone did?
Where was I? Right, the neck. He's shown you his biggest weakness. You'd be a fool not to target it.
“So he can cry to the world about how I was trying to injure him? So he can say I was trying to take wrestling away from him? I had enough of that watching what happened to Stevie Dreams. No thanks.”
So you're just going to let him trick you into not doing it? You know that's what he's doing, right? He thinks that calling you out and making a big deal out of it will keep you from going balls to the wall in order to save face.
“Well we need to save face right about now, don't we?”
Boo-fucking-hoo, Princess.
“Don't take that tone with me.”
I am you!
“...Right”
Also we should binge some Supernatural later. That made me miss Bobby.
“Right?!”
Focus here. Don't get yourself sidetracked with yourself. Declan Black; crybaby extraordinaire. We need to beat him like a British nanny.
“I will. He's good, but I'm better. I proved that at Livewire #1.”
Aidan reached down and patted the EOW Heavyweight Championship that was laying across her waist. She didn't wear it around the house, she just like to have it when she was thinking about her matches. It was a way of keeping her eyes on the prize, so to speak.
This is going to be a little different.
“Of course it is. We're not looking at a cage match or a ladder match. The things that were my biggest strengths and his biggest weaknesses will play a different role.”
Which is too bad, really. It would have been more exciting that way. I wonder if he'd think twice about climbing a cage with us again?
“Fans are gonna fucking love it though. I might not like the guy much, but he's good, like I said. They want to watch him step in with me and see how he does one-on-one. We're going to go out there and and once again show why Livewire is the premier brand of EOW. Valentina's gonna look like she's got a lemon up her ass even more than ever.”
So what are you going to do Mrs. Goody Two-Shoes, if you aren't going to go for that big, beautiful golden target?
“I'm going to do what I do best; I'm going to fly, in every sense of the word. There are no other areas where there is as big a gap in ability as my quickness and skill in the air compared to his. Just like I did with Dick, I can run circles around him. I have to use my head and make every shot count. I need to hit him so hard each time that he loses a few more brain cells, until he's worn down and can't see straight.
“I have the ability to outlast him, I just have to be patient. With that neck he can't handle the same kind of damage I can. He can't catch his breath as quickly either. So it's a battle of attrition. The fans will get every last cent worth out of this match, because I'll make it go on forever if I have to.”
What about those submissions?
Aidan sighed. What kind of shit was it when she was vexing herself?
“The objective is to be so goddamn fast he can't get me in one. If he does then it's time to use that pain tolerance of ours, isn't it? Agility comes into play too. If he goes for the armbar I'm flexible enough I bet I can twist up into a modified triangle choke and make him the latest to pass out between my thighs.”
Bitch that list is exclusive, watch your mouth.
“If he goes for the Black Magic there's one way out, and that's a good solid Alpha Effect when he hooks the leg around his neck. Counter and drive him face first into the mat as hard as I fucking can. Then call it a night.”
“Who the fuck are you?”
Oh come on now, I know I'm normally on vacation, but you haven't forgotten the sound of your own conscience.
“Maybe it's because you give shit for advice.”
Says you. I like to think I'm pretty sage. Between the two of us, which one do you think is The Orcale here?
Talking out loud to your own conscience was normal, right? Everyone did?
Where was I? Right, the neck. He's shown you his biggest weakness. You'd be a fool not to target it.
“So he can cry to the world about how I was trying to injure him? So he can say I was trying to take wrestling away from him? I had enough of that watching what happened to Stevie Dreams. No thanks.”
So you're just going to let him trick you into not doing it? You know that's what he's doing, right? He thinks that calling you out and making a big deal out of it will keep you from going balls to the wall in order to save face.
“Well we need to save face right about now, don't we?”
Boo-fucking-hoo, Princess.
“Don't take that tone with me.”
I am you!
“...Right”
Also we should binge some Supernatural later. That made me miss Bobby.
“Right?!”
Focus here. Don't get yourself sidetracked with yourself. Declan Black; crybaby extraordinaire. We need to beat him like a British nanny.
“I will. He's good, but I'm better. I proved that at Livewire #1.”
Aidan reached down and patted the EOW Heavyweight Championship that was laying across her waist. She didn't wear it around the house, she just like to have it when she was thinking about her matches. It was a way of keeping her eyes on the prize, so to speak.
This is going to be a little different.
“Of course it is. We're not looking at a cage match or a ladder match. The things that were my biggest strengths and his biggest weaknesses will play a different role.”
Which is too bad, really. It would have been more exciting that way. I wonder if he'd think twice about climbing a cage with us again?
“Fans are gonna fucking love it though. I might not like the guy much, but he's good, like I said. They want to watch him step in with me and see how he does one-on-one. We're going to go out there and and once again show why Livewire is the premier brand of EOW. Valentina's gonna look like she's got a lemon up her ass even more than ever.”
So what are you going to do Mrs. Goody Two-Shoes, if you aren't going to go for that big, beautiful golden target?
“I'm going to do what I do best; I'm going to fly, in every sense of the word. There are no other areas where there is as big a gap in ability as my quickness and skill in the air compared to his. Just like I did with Dick, I can run circles around him. I have to use my head and make every shot count. I need to hit him so hard each time that he loses a few more brain cells, until he's worn down and can't see straight.
“I have the ability to outlast him, I just have to be patient. With that neck he can't handle the same kind of damage I can. He can't catch his breath as quickly either. So it's a battle of attrition. The fans will get every last cent worth out of this match, because I'll make it go on forever if I have to.”
What about those submissions?
Aidan sighed. What kind of shit was it when she was vexing herself?
“The objective is to be so goddamn fast he can't get me in one. If he does then it's time to use that pain tolerance of ours, isn't it? Agility comes into play too. If he goes for the armbar I'm flexible enough I bet I can twist up into a modified triangle choke and make him the latest to pass out between my thighs.”
Bitch that list is exclusive, watch your mouth.
“If he goes for the Black Magic there's one way out, and that's a good solid Alpha Effect when he hooks the leg around his neck. Counter and drive him face first into the mat as hard as I fucking can. Then call it a night.”
