05-25-2023, 11:24 PM
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[Cameras pan open on a balcony with the moon in the background, illuminating over Baltimore. The night traffic hummed like sections of a marching band playing their cues. The whoosh from the cars going to and fro. A faintest rumble of a siren crept in for a moment. Alexis Quinne leaned her back against the whit railing; dressed in a black and silver "VOYAGERS" hoodie with black jeans and her long black hair down. Her eyes spot the camera and her mouth opens.]
Alexis: You know, about an hour after I fucking destroyed that locker room, it hit me that it wouldn't take long for everyone to find out. Duh, right? Of course. Nothing gets passed anybody. It's the way life is being in the public. Comes with the territory. There was that brief moment where.. there was real fear from me. A moment of frustration. A low light. How would that be perceived? Which one of my enemies could spin that and use that against me?
[She reaches up with her left hand, rubbing her face.]
Alexis: That lost to Bree hurt. Losing 5k hurt me that week. No one's crying about that. It's not like I'm poor these days. The days of working at Cracker Barrel are long gone. I think, right now, looking at everyone here in SCW, there's this element of this "wink wink, nudge nudge" vibe. It's wrestling so I know there's always going to be characters and wacky shit. And this is not me being the grump old vet who wishes the young wrestlers would slow down and stop doing damn flips. But I hear some of these guys just talk about wanting to wrestle, not caring about wins and losses. Or they're just here for a good time. To each their own but that's bullshit to me.
I wrestle for keeps out there. It's not for shits and giggles. I would like to think, with my history, who I am, things I say, people know I'm the furthest from a saint. Furthest from a prude. But this has to matter. People have died in the ring. The number one reason why I don't see my family as much is because I'm doing this; I'm watching film. Me and Angela are traveling the world, watching wrestling. Producing wrestling content.
[Alexis runs her hands through her hair.]
Alexis: Losing to Bree hurt because I wanted it. I wanted that win. I put a lot of man hours training up for that thing. I want a fucking belt. That lost, that disappointment in myself for not doing what I needed to do to win...it was tough. In every relationship I've had; parents, family, my sister, boyfriends, I have a hard time truly being vulnerable to them.
The only thing I've every been vulnerable to, consistently, is pro wrestling.
[Alexis shoves her hands inside her pockets.]
Alexis: I've lied to my sister, Ramona, to her face. Willingly. I've lied to many friends to either protect myself or because I couldn't admit when i was wrong. But I feel obligated, I feel like I can't lie to pro wrestling. Every step of my career. Wins, losses. PUNK HAZARD. Whatever. You all know what I think. You all know how I felt. This is the only thing I've ever fully given myself to. And there's people listening to this, thinking I'm be overly dramatic. But if you asked my Mom, if you asked my Dad. And anyone who would even say is a friend of mine, they'll tell you the same thing.
[Alexis rubs her hands together.]
Alexis: There is no hiding when everyone already sees you in the light. And now everyone wonders. Breakdown tomorrow. Me and Simon Lyman. How do I respond? Everyone knows the rep about me and losses. Fucking hate them. Simon Lyman, you know the deal. Whether watching me in the back when you were here the first time or when you were at the desk calling my matches. You know what I'm about.
So here I am. This is me, yo.
[She brings out her left hand, pointing to herself.]
Alexis: Right here.
[Her left hand now rest on her chest.]
Alexis: You've done it all. People know all the titles and the big matches. You were real cushy at that announce table for years. That Kandis match. The return. I watch everything. Kandis came this close to making it to the finals for the World title. And yet, I saw it in your eyes. I always say, the eyes don't lie. And coming into that match I wondered why were you coming back. Someone who's a legend. Wrestling royalty. You don't have to work a day in your life again because of how good you were. Why is this guy back?
And then I saw the eyes.
And it told me everything. It's because you don't feel complete as a person if you're not wrestling.
[Alexis pauses.]
Alexis: You're married to this shit. It's in your veins. You can't leave. You're wrapped in this whole thing. And even though you lost. I'm not going to bullshit you and say your technique looked like your prime. Kandis almost beat Adam Allocco last week. And you almost beat her. First match back in years!
How does that happen?
[Alexis' eyes lit up a bit.]
Alexis: It happens when you give a shit. It happens when the physical might not be the same but the mental is sharper than ever. That's what I saw. That's beyond the years and years of wrestling experience. I consider myself a historian and yet I know, compared to you, I don't know shit. The experience, the care to push yourself beyond what your body tells you. That's how you get close. And that's what I got staring across from me tomorrow night.
And that's pro wrestling. Two people with their reasons, their dreams, everything that they have, colliding to see who's better. Simon I know you got your reasons. I saw with my own two eyes that you still belong in that ring. One of the sharpest minds still in the ring. One of the biggest hearts, still in that ring. The way you wrestled that match, you would have thought you were like Cassie Wolfe or any of the young guns on this roster.
I've dropped 4 out of the last 5 matches. Trust me, I'm not in the position to be taking shit lightly. You have your reasons to be back, I have my goals. I have a standard that I put on myself that I haven't lived up to. Something has to give and someone has to win. So once again, I choose to give myself to you, to the ring, to pro wrestling. Because I want that win.
Here I am.
Coming for you. Aiming at your head.
[Alexis makes a mock gun with her right hand.]
Alexis: Here I am.
[VOYAGERS]
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[Cameras pan open on a balcony with the moon in the background, illuminating over Baltimore. The night traffic hummed like sections of a marching band playing their cues. The whoosh from the cars going to and fro. A faintest rumble of a siren crept in for a moment. Alexis Quinne leaned her back against the whit railing; dressed in a black and silver "VOYAGERS" hoodie with black jeans and her long black hair down. Her eyes spot the camera and her mouth opens.]
Alexis: You know, about an hour after I fucking destroyed that locker room, it hit me that it wouldn't take long for everyone to find out. Duh, right? Of course. Nothing gets passed anybody. It's the way life is being in the public. Comes with the territory. There was that brief moment where.. there was real fear from me. A moment of frustration. A low light. How would that be perceived? Which one of my enemies could spin that and use that against me?
[She reaches up with her left hand, rubbing her face.]
Alexis: That lost to Bree hurt. Losing 5k hurt me that week. No one's crying about that. It's not like I'm poor these days. The days of working at Cracker Barrel are long gone. I think, right now, looking at everyone here in SCW, there's this element of this "wink wink, nudge nudge" vibe. It's wrestling so I know there's always going to be characters and wacky shit. And this is not me being the grump old vet who wishes the young wrestlers would slow down and stop doing damn flips. But I hear some of these guys just talk about wanting to wrestle, not caring about wins and losses. Or they're just here for a good time. To each their own but that's bullshit to me.
I wrestle for keeps out there. It's not for shits and giggles. I would like to think, with my history, who I am, things I say, people know I'm the furthest from a saint. Furthest from a prude. But this has to matter. People have died in the ring. The number one reason why I don't see my family as much is because I'm doing this; I'm watching film. Me and Angela are traveling the world, watching wrestling. Producing wrestling content.
[Alexis runs her hands through her hair.]
Alexis: Losing to Bree hurt because I wanted it. I wanted that win. I put a lot of man hours training up for that thing. I want a fucking belt. That lost, that disappointment in myself for not doing what I needed to do to win...it was tough. In every relationship I've had; parents, family, my sister, boyfriends, I have a hard time truly being vulnerable to them.
The only thing I've every been vulnerable to, consistently, is pro wrestling.
[Alexis shoves her hands inside her pockets.]
Alexis: I've lied to my sister, Ramona, to her face. Willingly. I've lied to many friends to either protect myself or because I couldn't admit when i was wrong. But I feel obligated, I feel like I can't lie to pro wrestling. Every step of my career. Wins, losses. PUNK HAZARD. Whatever. You all know what I think. You all know how I felt. This is the only thing I've ever fully given myself to. And there's people listening to this, thinking I'm be overly dramatic. But if you asked my Mom, if you asked my Dad. And anyone who would even say is a friend of mine, they'll tell you the same thing.
[Alexis rubs her hands together.]
Alexis: There is no hiding when everyone already sees you in the light. And now everyone wonders. Breakdown tomorrow. Me and Simon Lyman. How do I respond? Everyone knows the rep about me and losses. Fucking hate them. Simon Lyman, you know the deal. Whether watching me in the back when you were here the first time or when you were at the desk calling my matches. You know what I'm about.
So here I am. This is me, yo.
[She brings out her left hand, pointing to herself.]
Alexis: Right here.
[Her left hand now rest on her chest.]
Alexis: You've done it all. People know all the titles and the big matches. You were real cushy at that announce table for years. That Kandis match. The return. I watch everything. Kandis came this close to making it to the finals for the World title. And yet, I saw it in your eyes. I always say, the eyes don't lie. And coming into that match I wondered why were you coming back. Someone who's a legend. Wrestling royalty. You don't have to work a day in your life again because of how good you were. Why is this guy back?
And then I saw the eyes.
And it told me everything. It's because you don't feel complete as a person if you're not wrestling.
[Alexis pauses.]
Alexis: You're married to this shit. It's in your veins. You can't leave. You're wrapped in this whole thing. And even though you lost. I'm not going to bullshit you and say your technique looked like your prime. Kandis almost beat Adam Allocco last week. And you almost beat her. First match back in years!
How does that happen?
[Alexis' eyes lit up a bit.]
Alexis: It happens when you give a shit. It happens when the physical might not be the same but the mental is sharper than ever. That's what I saw. That's beyond the years and years of wrestling experience. I consider myself a historian and yet I know, compared to you, I don't know shit. The experience, the care to push yourself beyond what your body tells you. That's how you get close. And that's what I got staring across from me tomorrow night.
And that's pro wrestling. Two people with their reasons, their dreams, everything that they have, colliding to see who's better. Simon I know you got your reasons. I saw with my own two eyes that you still belong in that ring. One of the sharpest minds still in the ring. One of the biggest hearts, still in that ring. The way you wrestled that match, you would have thought you were like Cassie Wolfe or any of the young guns on this roster.
I've dropped 4 out of the last 5 matches. Trust me, I'm not in the position to be taking shit lightly. You have your reasons to be back, I have my goals. I have a standard that I put on myself that I haven't lived up to. Something has to give and someone has to win. So once again, I choose to give myself to you, to the ring, to pro wrestling. Because I want that win.
Here I am.
Coming for you. Aiming at your head.
[Alexis makes a mock gun with her right hand.]
Alexis: Here I am.