MADE FAMOUS || vs. Gisele O'Dare [ APEX on TNT 3 ]

Posts : 33 Join date : 2022-03-02 Age : 28

made famous

"The Absolute Top Cunt" Finnegan Wakefield

"The bane that comes with being remembered is what it is that you become remembered for.

I see it all the time, everywhere I go. An eagerness to enthrall, to thieve an inch more than what is given, all in the hopes of making that one lasting impact on the world; to have your name synonymous with something. In the grand scheme of things, what else could it all possibly be for? All the blood, sweat, and tears; to what end is it all worth? I asked myself that from a very young age, when I could be easily mistaken for cocky and arrogant, speaking to a similar bliss that brought about the path of ruin to others. Every ring was my canvas to paint my message. Every veteran was an impact with a name to be made. The pursuit of unrivaled excellence always that driving force; that intangible thing. It was everything I wanted to be, so it was everything that I became. Ever-present in every action I took, every word I say, and sure enough; it is what came to be. A level of synonymity that justified the spill -- wrestling excellence that can never be taken away from me. What most seem to forget is that not just anyone can be on that level. Most that claim to be the next big thing, the hottest prospect yet to be recognized, tend to fall by the wayside and find themselves obscure and forgotten before the scribes of history even dip their quill. Of course, they all want it -- but it’s never enough to simply want. To become and to be requires something no individual can make idle claim of, but something that must be undisputedly proven. I grow less and less impressed with each passing braggart, more often than not find myself being their cold dose of reality. Professional Wrestling is rather linear, and self-assurance founded in your own delusions of grandeur can only carry so much slack. Arturo Cabello for instance. He got a defining upset last week, received his merit and license to celebrate a victory that will quickly prove fruitless. That eagerness to captivate, the arrogance a small victory brought, will only mask desperation that, should he find his way back to me, that he be worth something more than the pissant I brought to surrender. Not the first, far from the last; few get so lucky to have the arrogance or sheer stubbornness to remain, much less be an option. For them, it’s their first brush with excellence. It’s something they will hold assessment over the whole course of their careers and life outside. But for me? It’s just another day. It’ll be documented, but it’ll never stand out.

A gazelle to a lion has never been anything more than unexceptional.

And contrary to her own beliefs, in regard to Gisele O’Dare; there is no greater example of the unexceptional pretending to be something more. Mediocrity with a pretty face, and even then it’s not hers. She’s in it for the fame. She wants to be made famous through the channels of professional wrestling, the attention beneath the lights in a world that doesn't take kindly to the fake. Stepping into the world I live in, the world I bring into existence whenever I step into the lights, puts you to a standard that you quite frankly have no chance of surviving in. it doesn’t look too fondly on those who crave the attention of the beasts within, because what you are isn’t consumed; it is killed and cast aside. Something I know your career has gone through many times by now. We're all nothing short of addicts; desperately searching for their next fix. The issue for you is that mediocrity is a poor substitute for the attention you crave. Mediocrity is credit that isn’t due. Mediocrity is kindness, a compliment, instead of the insult it typically is. Mediocrity would be your very definition of success. This flimsy persona that comes apart and rejects the reality that you’ve never been hot shit in any facet, wrestling is the only platform where you can keep picking yourself back up and try over and over. It’ll reward you, pay you, give you an outlet to try and get your name in anyone's mouth, the context doesn't matter. How well has that been working out? How many promotions have chewed you up and spat you out like the flavorless person you are? Because what else is Gisele O’Dare but a Z-List celebrity with an A-List complex. If you didn’t force your way into your Twitter notifications speaking unsolicited incomprehensible dogshit, I highly doubt there would be a single person who would know her fucking name. You’re desperate, I get it. Signing an open contract to APEX and they decide your worth is to be tested against me, you’re trying to make the most of this opportunity. Trying to seize it. Like the many that have tried before you, APEX is hoping to do for you what I know you’re secretly wanting from me; to make you famous. To make you the talk, the main attraction you cling your hopes onto. That Gisele O’Dare can be a star at last. But reality dictates truth, not your meagre fantasies of fortune and fame. Your arrogance, your Twitter interactions that are like pulling teeth that constantly have me caught in the headlights of vacuous crap, your undue and undeserved confidence will never change what lies before you;

A world that doesn’t give a fuck about your name.

To that end, failure is a long and wayward goal. Failure can’t even be a label that can be tied to your name, as to have expectations of you other than to fall into obscurity is met with universal laughter. The main attraction, a draw that will find favor and adoration in the eyes of the world, will be anything other than a joke. You buy into this false belief, this false hope that you - someone who has achieved absolutely nothing in this industry against a man who has become synonymous with it, who has achieved just about everything there is - can somehow chance what is universally regarded as an inevitability. The simple reality is that your dumb cunt perspective is about as laughable as the very prospect of Gisele O'Dare ever emerging as a name, an icon, a legend of any renown. By all means, keep referring to me as old. Pretend this match to me is anything more than a formality and contractual obligation. Truth be told, you more so than most give me at least something to help me revel in the meaningless inevitability. Because I am about to tare your fake little world asunder for what I make you famous for. When you're made an example of just how real my world of violence can be."