Damian Marshall vs. The One Kirsten Scott

[TheOne]

OOC Note: My CD will be cross-posted for both matches, but the promos will be different.  So I am posting my promos for each match first, then will post the CD before the deadline.  I verified with Olek this was OK as long as I notated it across my posts for clarity.

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{PROMO}

On the streets of Toronto, in a part of town not normally known for its foot traffic, very few people are seen walking down the sidewalks.  Standing out from the bunch is a group of four who are walking, with obvious purpose, in one direction, not looking like those who may just be out taking a late night stroll.  The camera slowly approaches, catching up with the foursome, and its leader reveals all of their identities, as Kirsten Scott stands at the head of the pack, hood up, just covering the very top of her head and having her face fully exposed.

Well... Here we are... Rise to Greatness... The night where everyone walks into the same arena with the same desire, and that's to put on the greatest show of their life.  And it's a night where I walk in for only the second time IN MY LIFE, but for the first time calling myself one, very, specific, and iconic word...

CHAMPION...

Not many people ever get to say that in the history of SCW.  It's an honor to know you're walking into this event with a title over your shoulder and the pressure on you.  And that is a pressure I can admit, I have never faced.  I have walked into Breakdown as champion, just like I did against Religious Wright and his fake-ass Lord and Savior, and I've shown I can come out on top.  I showed that I can walk into an event and be a champion, and then do the same thing as I exit, but this isn't that same type of event, now is it?  Rise to Greatness is not Breakdown where it's the same feeling in the locker room week to week...

Nuh uh...

Not in the least...

While this may only be my second time walking through the curtains in the biggest event in SCW's calendar year, I know for a damn fact how different it feels.  It's not just "another night."  It's not just "another match."  It's a night where careers are MADE.  It's a night where DREAMS are made.  It's a night where the best of the best truly "Rise" to the top of their SCW game and show the world what they can do, and I plan on doing just that.

But I'm not naive, you see...

I'm not dumb...

Last year I had called my shot for Rise to Greatness, before I ever walked into the company.  I called that Bearded Bitch out, and made it clear that I was going to do everything I could to make him YEARN for a fight with me, and I did just that.  I went for his friends.  I went for his "family."  I went for any and everyone who would tug on his little heart strings so he would quit hiding, and come out fighting.  And this year, it's kind of a reversal of fortune, you know?

And no... Not the eating competition type of reversal of fortune...

Emma can be heard snickering at the quip.

See unlike me calling my shot, I have a person standing across from me who has basically, whether he will admit it or not, sent HIS FAMILY over to try and make my life a living hell, just so HE could come out on top.  Now he may not want the world to think that, and he may blatantly say otherwise, but let's call a spade a spade, here... Blood always runs thicker than water.  Blood will always stand up for blood, when it comes down to the brass tax of the situation.  But he wants us all to believe that he is the one who sees through all of the chaos in his own family, and believes that his family wouldn't do what is best for him, for HIM?

Now that is naivety...

And that, if he truly can't see the truth in what I said over the drivel he espoused, is just... Sad...

So little fella... My humble little cowpoke... Mister "True Grit" himself... Josh Brolin wannabe... You seem to think that I am going to make a lot of assumptions about you, based on what I hear you saying.  You seem to think you know what is going through my mind, but let me remind you of something, I was just as much of a "Spring Chicken" as you are, when I walked into Rise to Greatness for the first time.  So your few matches, I don't look at that as an ulterior motive for you being involved, I look at it as something you did to make a quick statement...

For fuck's sake... SCW is known for giving those "Ultimate Opportunities" early in the careers of the new faces...

So I don't look at Mr. D trying to come after me personally.  If he is, then that is on him.  That isn't my problem.  I've been honest with everyone that I'm going to operate like I want, and I don't give three farts in the wind, as your kind would say, if ANYONE likes it.  If they don't like it, they can come to me, and not be passive aggressive.  So as far as that whole thing goes, give it up... Understand SCW rewards talent, and that is where I'm going to base the fact you have been put in this match.  So congrats on showing off in a short amount of time.  Congrats on also having a name beside you that probably helps because, while SCW is known for it's opportunities...

Well...

Nepotism once ran rampant as well...

So if anything involving Mr. D is involved, I would go back to saying he may be regressing in his ways.  He may be going back to that dark day where his life was easy and he had four names to choose from.  So maybe there's that Mr. Marshall... Maybe he figures it's just going back to the days of "it's easier that way."

But I digress...

This is a moment for you, Buckaroo.  This is a big opportunity because you're while you have made a statement and, honestly I'll give you the benefit of the doubt and say, earned this match, you don't know what it's like at Rise to Greatness.  I was on the PRESHOW last year, and I didn't realize what I was in for.  This year, I'm on BOTH, so I have a whole different ballgame to plan for.  But it doesn't mean I'm taking one more seriously over the other.  It doesn't mean I'm looking down on you as a lesser opponent, and a lesser match.

No... I see you as the START of my night...

I see you as the BEGINNING of MY Rise to Greatness...

Last year everyone just got a taste of what I could do when I put Beardy in his spot.  Everyone just got a taste of what "The One" was about, but this year, they get to experience the whole thing because I am not hamstrung by a moniker, I am myself.  I am Kirsten Scott and I am someone who, since defining myself, has stood up to SCW's best of the best and put up a fight.  And honestly if you think I don't still have something to prove after all that, after winning this Television Championship for a SECOND TIME in less than a year of ever being a part of this industry, you're wrong my friend... You're dead wrong...

Kirsten, having been carrying the Television Championship this whole time, switches shoulders it is draped over.

See unlike you and your lineage in this business, I don't have that.  Again, I don't care what bullshit you want to say about how Ace isn't going to do anything to help you, but only do something to hurt me, you're fucking dumb.  But you're also dumb in acting like you don't have a lineage here.  You may only have this handful of matches, but you have Ace Marshall as a brother.  You have a legend, whether he's a piece of shit or not, as a full on brother, who could at time in your life given you a few pointers I never had.  And that actually means something when you're talking about what you COULD bring to the fold.  So don't play yourself to be this newbie.  Don't play yourself to be this nobody that is just now cutting his teeth.

Because if anyone is STILL cutting their teeth it's me...

See, Kirsten Scott has been doing exactly as I had hoped she would and is making a name for herself.  She's not JUST "The One," she has a name.  She has an IDENTITY.  She has a PERSONALITY.  She is finally free of a burden she put on herself.  And it wasn't a personal demon it was done INTENTIONALLY.  It was done to PUNISH myself for my transgressions.  Only when I EARNED my right to call myself by my name did I get a chance to finally see what I could do, and so far, it's a lot better than just being seen as "The One."

How so?

"The One" alone was mediocrity at its finest.  I talked a great game, but when it came to putting together a win-loss record I could be proud of, or make people believe in, I ended up breaking about as even as possible.  If it wasn't even, it was definitely a small loss in gambling terms, fella.  But since I let myself blossom, since I let myself be free, since I EARNED MY RIGHT to rise like a Phoenix from the ashes of what was left of my life, I have done what?  I pushed Syren to her limits, AGAIN, outlasted HOW MANY others at Taking Hold of the Flame, beat a bonafide legend in Justin Davis to GET this championship, and then put a religious fanatic down to show dominance over this belt.

So no... I haven't shown the world EVERYTHING I can do yet.  I am just getting MY chance to do it finally, and so far, I believe I've done a fair job.  At Rise to Greatness, however, I get the chance to do an even BIGGER and BETTER job at proving who I am and like I said, it will start with you.  It will start with a match that gets the crowd ready for a night they will never forget and it will involve a legacy in this business versus the REAL newcomer.

Face it Hopalong Cassidy... You and I have a chance to make this event start off with a "YEEHAW" and a "BANG," to put it in terms you'd actually understand.  But in order to do so, you better bring this "True Grit" that you say never dies.  You better bring every spur, assless chap, and extra Vaquero you can find still out on the range because it will take ALL OF THAT, plus your brother and his horde of fuckery to take this title off of my shoulder.  Like you said as well, I'm not overlooking you.  I may have a lot on my plate, but you're the appetizer, and let's be real, sometimes that's the best part of the meal.  So don't expect me to pretend our match doesn't matter.

DON'T EVEN THINK I DON'T CARE ABOUT THIS TITLE!

Because the reality is, I've won it twice with a goal of being the ultimate workhorse, ultimate competitor, and ultimate Television Champion that SCW has ever seen.  I want people to realize that I walked into this place with NOTHING, unlike you, and have proven myself to be a formidable force in every match, every moment, and every OPPORTUNITY I have been given.  So while "True Grit" may never die, and you may go onto rival your brother in success in the future, I plan on simply removing you from my plate like an amuse-bouche... And if I still have some of that "True Grit" stuck in my teeth, I'll reach down into your little horsey satchel and pull out one of "them their toothpicks" and pluck the rest of that "True Grit" out...

And if worst comes to worst, I'll have Hailey here bring some Colgate down to ringside, and we'll clean that mess off your shitkickers once and for all...

Because, "Nepotism Baby," I am "The One..." I am unstoppable... And like DEATH and TAXES... At Rise to Greatness, I'M UNDENIABLE![/align]