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Alyssa Grace
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Join date : 2020-02-15
Age : 24
Location : South East, England.

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PostSubject: A sweet dream, or a beautiful nightmare?   A sweet dream, or a beautiful nightmare? I_icon_minitimeFri Mar 06, 2020 12:31 pm

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Entering the park, a slight breeze rustles the leaves making them fall to the solid ground one by one. The air was warm, the beams of sunlight glowing on the skin of Alyssa Grace. Flowers are vast, and they conceal the freshly cut green grass. The pathway is nothing more than dirt littered with random rocks. the children are playing and the parents talking among each other. The redhead has no final destination in mind, she just wanders, a small smile on her face.

"Lovely, isn't it?" She asks to no-one in particular, turning to face the camera, throwing her head back and sighing softly. "This is far greater than anything back home, far bigger than anything I have ever encountered before. I should be scared, shouldn't I?" A chuckle slips past her lips. "It'd be rational to be terrified of a change this grand but trust me, I've never really been considered rational. The fact I'm even here to begin with is completely fuckin' irrational to my parents, everything I've done so far is completely fuckin' irrational to them and to plenty of others, pretty sure I can include Wraith's name onto that lengthy list. It's always been the Alyssa Grace against the world and it always will be. But that's how I like it." Alyssa falls silent and continues walking, as each second flies by, the excitement inside her to kick-start her career on a positive note just continued to increase. If she were to be honest with herself, she wasn't sure what she was expecting but this.. this wasn't really it.

"I don't really know where to begin with all this, there's so much I can say, so much I can do but none of it would really make much of a difference, I'm fully aware that confidence in me right now is pretty low, I mean I'm new here and all.. it makes sense. Whilst new to this company, I'm sure as hell not new to this domain. I've been beaten and battered within an inch of my life on more times I can count in high school gyms all over England, I've faced and conquered men and woman bigger than me, smaller than me and the same size as me. But now, none of that matters right? I'm a little fish in a fuckin' ocean. At the end of the day, everyone wants to define an era. and everyone wants to lead a generation. This is certainly a new era, a new chapter of my professional career I am walking into. I'll be squaring up against brand new faces in the ring, some who I've heard of and others who I've never seen before, seeing brand new faces outside said ring and really this is a brand new identity for me, no longer am I wrestling in bars and backyards, clawing away to get my name recognised, now I'm doing what I love to do on a serious level. Everyone wishes to be synonymous with an era; the time in which they rose from the dusty ground to the pearly gates of greatness. Time and time before you've probably seen people call themselves the future, they call themselves legends of tomorrow and believe that they can carry the history and the prestige, here I am to repeat the exact same thing to whomever is listening.

I am from a small town in Ireland. Currently a part of Europe on the Northern Hemisphere of the Planet Earth. Which resides in our solar system on Orion's Arm in the Milky Way. Part of the Local Group situated in the Virgo Cluster, a smaller part of the Virgo Super-Cluster. That scope. That insignificance. It's truly humbling, that we are so very small. It's incredibly hard to understand the scope, and if you can wrap your head around it you find yourself questioning what's even the point? Why bother doing anything? It ultimately doesn't matter. This is where I found my mind, pondering the reason to exist. I was seventeen years old then. It was at this moment I had a moment of clarity. If we as a race can figure out just how insignificant we are, that has significance. We are small but our ideas are big. We as a race have been given the exact means to exist and thrive and grow to the point we are at now by the universe. It is easy to give credit to a divine being, even easier to blame it on chance. Perhaps it's some kind of cross between the two? Perhaps the odds are favourable to the human race? Now that's an empowering feeling. I never had to change anything about me.. I didn't have to dye my hair or change my fashion sense, I didn't do those things because I had to. I did those things because I WANTED to. I was tired, so tired of pretending to be something I wasn't, growing up all I did I was please others despite how it made me feel inside, I was so concerned with the happiness of everything and everyone around me that I almost lost sight of myself. Almost. I didn't have to become better, I was fine before, but I became better on my own accord.

You see, I don't have to actually be here either, I don't have to be in this tournament, I don't have to defeat you and advance, I don't have to do anything. Everything I do, I do because I want to, not because I have to. I can't shake the feeling of underestimation here I walk into this as a rookie. God, I hate that word. It's so derogatory, it's nothing more than an effort to undermine my talent, my mentality and myself as both a human and a wrestler. It comes with the baggage of simply not knowing any better, but I know better. I'm not some kid who sauntered into this company expecting it to be a smooth sailing course. You're looking at my name and gritting your teeth, thinking, I can't lose to a rookie! Well, I hate to be the bearer of bad news buttt.. that's exactly what will happen. Winning this raises my stocks and adds something to my name, what I'd gain from moving forwards would be unmatched by any victory I could attain in the early stages of my time here.

My hopes and dreams won't die when you get your hands on me, hit me and I'll simply hit you back twice as hard, you can knock me down as much as you want to.. but you won't be able to keep me down. I'll have an answer to everything you do, that's a promise. Compared to some of the nightmares I've had in my life, you seem to be quite.. tame. This certainly won't be a walk in the park, it'll be much harder than what I'm currently doing and I'll leave with bruises, I'll leave in pain but guess what? At least I'll be leaving the arena. If anyone's dreams are ceasing to exist it'll be yours. Whether you like it or not, I'm going to live out my dream and I'm going to still be here even if you're somehow able to beat me, over my dead body do I let someone like you stop me from doing what I was born to do.. succeed."

"I'm a professional, I mean business and the business I mean is no joke, I assure you that whatever fight you intend to bring to this, I will exceed, whatever damage you're seeking to inflict will be exceeded, I can give it and I can take it so I encourage you to bring your best, or your worst in this case, you'd be doing me a favour for that simply makes me look better in victory. Introductions are always the worse in my eyes, they're no fun but you gotta do what you gotta do, this is the first and arguably the most vital opportunity I've got to ensure that the impression of me that is left is a lasting one, I'm not looking to be perceived as the things I'm not, this is my first impression and I'll be dammed if I let anyone, and I mean anyone screw it up for me, this won't slip through my fingers, it is too precious to take for granted. Is that clear? Is that crystal clear? If it's not, it should be, I guess if you don't believe me, you'll just have to watch, won't you?" Alyssa straightens her leather jacket and brushes down her navy jeans, slipping the circular shades from her eyes, to show those watching that her eyebrow is currently raised and a smirk is plastered on her painted lips. Not caring how ridiculous she may look to some, she raises her fist into the air triumphantly. "Here's to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They're not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them. About the only thing you can't do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, I see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do."
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