Polly Playtime vs. Katie Steward vs. The One vs. Konrad Raab

[TheOne]

{PROMO}

As Breakdown concludes and the fans have all left the arena, the crews begin to dismantle the set, the ring, and cleaning crews flood the stands effectively resetting the stage for the next event to be hosted.  Atop one remote section, blocked off from where anyone was sitting, sits The One smirking, and just taking in the whole atmosphere.

As I've heard, people used to receive messages a lot different than they do now.  It was much more direct.  It was less subtle.  It was more, in your face.  Today, everyone wants to look between the lines and believe that a concrete message FOR THEM, is somehow a nuanced, prophetic, larger than the sum of its parts meaning, than literally what is staring them in the face.  And I'm learning directness isn't something that really befits some of the SCW roster because, I thought, in fact, I know, that during all of the teases about my arrival, I only singled out one individual.  I know for a fact I didn't name anyone but ONE person, specifically, and outside of that made general references, but apparently that wasn't enough.  Apparently that individual completely missed the boat...

So when I realized that, I decided that maybe it was time to take things to another level...

That was when I decided to make sure that Where's the Beef carried the next message to the individual, but apparently, this person is so dense, they allowed this person to continue to suffer.  But then, the third time was the charm, and when I showed the world I was willing to take another meaningless L in the loss column, out comes The Beard.  Out comes the man who was so dense he didn't even know his name, my actions, everything, has led me to making a clear picture for the world to know that my goal and my path to change the culture and chapter for Supreme Championship Wrestling started with him, and it took him THIS LONG... THIS FUCKING LONG... To get to the point where he wanted to play ball and come face to face with The One.  It got to the point I had to make so many people around him feel pain, in order to make sure that he was aware that his path wasn't just going to "one day" cross mine, but it was going to be an immediate occurrence, whether he liked it or not.

And for SCW, that is who I am... That is how I work... I don't play these mind games or try and make you read between the lines.  I want you to know you're on blast.  I want you to know that you're someone who I feel needs to be part of this journey for ME and my redemption.  I'm not here to play games.  I'm here to make a statement, and I've done so every, single, time I have shown my face to the SCW world.  This is one of those times where people begin to see the difference that The One brings to this locker room.  It's not about playing politics.  It's not about sucking up.  It's not about trying to convince others that I deserve something.  No... I am here to earn something.  I am here to PROVE something.  And the proof begins somewhere, and I always said that I wasn't here to prove myself by needing accolades but by proving that things were changing.  And The Beard, he finally listened.  He finally realized that he was the endpoint for The One.  He finally decided to protect his people because I will not lie about this... I am a vengeful person.  I am someone who is willing to take that extra step, make that extra person suffer, if I feel ignored.  I understand some people may miss the message, but The Beard, The Beard missed the point.  The Beard ignored The One.  The Beard is RESPONSIBILE for what happened.

And he was the one who ended it from continuing...

So now we look ahead.  Now we look toward Rise to Greatness, but at the same time, I have to not allow myself to ignore what GIFT has been given to me at Breakdown.  You see, while The Beard is the primary target, SCW, I believe, realizes that what I am here to do, the mission I am on, is one that doesn't have to flow through one person at a time.  So what did they do, for me?  They offered up multiple sacrifices at once.  They've offered me legends, frolickers, and aggressors to take things a step further, even faster.  I've been gifted a fatal four way.  I've been gifted Polly Playtime, Konrad Raab, and lastly, the "Queen" herself, Katie Steward.

So how do I approach this?

Where do I focus my energy?

WHO do I focus my energy on?

That's the thing... There is no one person.  There is no individual, but more an aspect that relates to them all.  That aspect is time.  You see, let's begin with the legend herself.  The icon of SCW.  The "Queen," if you will, Katie Steward.  Katie Steward is someone who has stood the test of time in SCW.  She has shown her longevity.  She has shown the world that she, to a degree, is part of that group of people that I have said, all along, that I am heading after.  She's pretentious.  She's believing that she is deserving.  She surrounds herself with "yes men" constantly.  But the difference between her and, arguably, those who I believe should be purged, is that is just who Katie is.  That is a genuine behavior for Katie.  So she isn't changing who she is or modifying how she acts over time.  But where time comes into play is the one thing that eventually we all face.  Old age.  Longevity.  Bumps.  Injuries.  We have to all face the fact that Father Time takes us in different ways, and while Katie may be on an upswing, and showing signs of another resurgence in her career, she is still facing the fact that she is long in the tooth and has faced a lot of beatings in SCW.  She has faced battles.  She may still have the ability to compete, but for being the "Monarch" of SCW, maybe it is TIME for her to realize it would be better for her to phase her career out and become more of a matriarch of the organization.  Pass her knowledge on to the next generation.  Allow herself to help create the new "Queen" in SCW by mentoring her, rather than continuing to fight the urge of selfishness and belief that she is immortal.  She isn't.  Nobody is.

And I'm not here to shit on her legacy... I'm not here to say she isn't deserving of praise for what she has done.  But what she has done in recent times versus when she was truly the Katie Steward everyone remembers are two vastly different stories.  They're two vastly different careers.  But she doesn't see that.  She doesn't allow herself to read her WHOLE story.  She only allows herself to read to a certain part, and then flips back to the exciting chapters of her book, and starts over.  That's not how life works.  That's why she, of all people, being included in this match creates a moment where I can take someone who is refusing to accept the truth, and continuing to argue for something that isn't their place to argue anymore, and finally force them to turn the page.

At Breakdown, Katie Steward's story will come to an end...

And while that may seem cruel for me to say about a legend, time moves forward and nobody, including a "Queen" can stop it.  She can't call upon her kingdom to reverse the course of time to bring her back to the days when she was, who many regard, as one of SCW's elite talents.  She has to accept that her story has what every story has and it's a beginning, a middle, and an end.  And in all cases, someone has to be the bad guy or girl and make that realization a reality for the person... And in her case, there is only The One...

The one pulls out of floss pick and puts it in her mouth as a toothpick, continuing to talk.

... And when you look at this, and all of this going on around you, everything takes time.  Everything follows the flow of time.  It's linear.  And in a sense, so are all of the participants in the match.  We started way back at the beginning of the SCW timeline, with Katie.  Now let's progress forward in timeline of Supreme Championship Wrestling about halfway, and we find ourselves at competitor numbero two.  This individual, I'd like to say, is someone who I believe embodies a lot of what SCW used to mean to the world, and is now embracing it and showcasing it to the world.  He's someone who I believe could be a future "face of the franchise," whether or not he is liked by the masses or not.  But while I see him as someone I admire the tenacity of, I see him as someone simply in my way.  He's no stepping stone.  Konrad Raab is a veteran in SCW and someone who has earned a lot of respect in what he's accomplished, but when it comes to The One, he's not someone on my radar.

For that, he should be thankful...

Because I may sing his praises, and give him the benefit of knowing I see what SCW needs in its next chapter in him, he's still some guy who goes to the morgue for his morning Starbucks, and is entering my personal space.  That's not something I really care for.  My space, is my space.  And I get his motivation coming into this match.  Look at Rise to Greatness for him.  Look at what he has in store.  He has a match, well potentially matches, where he can fight to become the next in line for one of SCW's pieces of shiny metal.  And his opposition, it's nothing to scoff at either, so look at what this match could mean for him.  Momentum.  The idea that Konrad Raab could walk into the biggest night of his life with the wind at his back, pushing him forward, if it only wasn't for the fact that this TIME...

THIS... ONE... TIME...

He wasn't walking in against just a group of nobodies, but a legend, a playgirl, and most importantly The One...

Konrad, I respect you and what you bring to the table, but I feel bad sweeping the rug out from under your feet with such vigor as to ruin something that you could possibly find emotionally uplifting.  You seem like a guy who has scratched and clawed his way for this type of moment.  You seem like someone who has wanted to finally break through the glass ceiling that someone else put above you.  And I'm not saying at Rise to Greatness you won't, but what I'm saying is, you're not using me as a moment to catapult you like Mighty Mouse at this pane of glass you're hoping to crash through like a Wonkavator.  You're going to be in the same shoes as Katie.  You're going to see someone the likes of which you have never seen at ANY TIME in your SCW career.  Because I'll stand differently from the rest.  I'll stand taller.  I won't back down, nor will I even once contemplate ever stopping or letting up.  I was born to fight.  I was bred to fight.  I was made to fight.  And for the first time in my life I'm fighting for myself, and not just for others.

And because I'm fighting for myself, it's something I'm doing for enjoyment.  I'm doing it because I want to.  And dare I say, I'm doing it because I find it... Fun?  I mean think about it.  Think about the fact I wasn't bothered holding Beef Cheeks to the point her brain was almost so depleted of blood and oxygen she didn't come back to.  The same with Beardy's buddy.  And I did it just to get his attention.  So why would some other broad who likes to jump around, act giddy, and like to play, not be the perfect ending to this piece of my SCW timeline?  The freshest, of the fresh meat, Polly Playtime.  Now Pockets, here, embellishes where SCW is currently at.  They are at a stage where we are subjected to a self-entitled, even more so than Katie Steward, little twat who wants everyone to look and pay attention to her.  She is the definition of "me, me, me."  And that... That makes me want to hurt someone.  That makes me what slap a bitch around and remind her that this isn't high school, and she's not out there trying to be the leader of the pep squad, but she's there to fight.  And I get it, "it's not the size of the dog," but let's be real... When you look at this match, size matters, and it matters a lot!

Polly... I get you may have experience on me because I truly am the newest of the new, but when it comes to the timeline of SCW, guess what?  You're old hat.  You're a part of the past and you embody what I believe is the scourge of what is left of one of the darkest times in this business.  You act out this holier-than-thou, worship me, pay attention to me, don't look at anyone else, I'll be jealous if you do, attitude.  It's who you are, and it is what you embody.  That's not what SCW is about anymore.  So you can Pocket Pool your little ass all of the way down the ramp, and you can try and act all cute and try and be sneaky, but you have two grizzled veterans, and the leader of the new revolution staring you down.  You are going to see three individuals who don't want to hear or put up with your SHIT at any point.  You're going to be the one broken, first, so the real adults in the room can handle business...

Simply put... This little ankle biter is walking into a match with three dog fighting champions and is liable to become ripped to shreds so fast, the little pop star will only be able to perform as hologram!

So for all of you out there thinking you can look at a match and predict the winner simply by what you expect, I want you to think about the notion of time.  In this short bit of time, me sitting here talking, you could look into this arena and no longer see many remnants of Supreme Championship Wrestling ever being here.  The crew, that efficient, breaking down everything and getting it ready to move on.  And The One, looking at three people who mark three specific eras in SCW's history, all representing a past that I don't necessarily see as completely relevant to my future, ready to be boxed up, and shipped off, out of The One's way, so she can head into Rise to Greatness, and begin the original start of the purging of the past.

And make no mistake... I don't look past these three... But I also know what kind of battles I've fought before.  While there may be "rules" here, the fact is, you may lose a battle to win a war.  And the truth that governs the war will be bodies, penance, and most certainly THE ONE!

The One puts her hands on the arms of the seat and stands up.  She begins to walk further toward the tarped off sections, disappearing into the darkness, as she begins to descend down one of the staircases leading backstage.