UtD RP: - and I Don't Mean the One that's Bad for your Teeth
Aug 11, 2018 16:10:15 GMT -5
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-and I Don’t Mean the One that’s Bad for your Teeth.
暗闇の中で友人と歩くことは、光の中を一人で歩くことよりも優れています。
(Walking with a friend in the dark is better than walking alone in the light.)
August 5th
7:45 PM
Mama Bear’s house; Los Angeles, CA
“F*** Daniel Knight, man!”
“It’s fine, really. He’s certainly not the first one to use my dad's death as a way to hurt me,” Mesh says, her eyes glued to the screen of her computer. She’s super focused, rapid clicks of her mouse can be heard as her different abilities cool down. Small metal clinging from her jewelry breaks the silence in the bedroom as the sun shines freely and brightly through the window. There is a streak of light beaming across Mesh’s face, but it isn’t enough to break her concentration.
Casting Stone…
140 damage dealt!
Healing a Warrior as they pull a giant mob of enemies is very easy – just keep them in your line of sight and you’re good. The job only gets stressful when the party encounters the boss who likes to telegraph his attacks but the party easily avoids them. The giant monster leans back and charges towards the Tank, dealing massive damage with a Tank Buster. Mesh uses her abilities to restore health to the axe-wielding warrior.
140 damage dealt!
Healing a Warrior as they pull a giant mob of enemies is very easy – just keep them in your line of sight and you’re good. The job only gets stressful when the party encounters the boss who likes to telegraph his attacks but the party easily avoids them. The giant monster leans back and charges towards the Tank, dealing massive damage with a Tank Buster. Mesh uses her abilities to restore health to the axe-wielding warrior.
Casting Cure II…
Cure potency: 700!
Had this been some other Conjurer or the card-wielding Astrologian, the tank probably would have died but it’s Mesh who healing so they’re in good hands. She’s done this numerous times before – she totally didn’t grind the same dungeon for twelve hours straight just to get the rare weapon for her Conjurer, the illusive and highly sought Prototype Midan Metal Cane. Mesh could possibly heal the entire party with her eyes closed. While many like to accuse Mesh of not being “talented” in the ring or say horrible things about her, this game is what keeps her mind off all the negativity, especially now considering what happened just a week ago. It’s been a few days since Daniel Knight responded to the controversy that happened on Twitter which has been the talk of the pro wrestling town – every major wrestling news site covered it to death but nobody from the company decided to give a comment, so it was a lot of regurgitation with no new details as to why Knight said the things he did, only speculation and “expert analysis”.
Cure potency: 700!
Had this been some other Conjurer or the card-wielding Astrologian, the tank probably would have died but it’s Mesh who healing so they’re in good hands. She’s done this numerous times before – she totally didn’t grind the same dungeon for twelve hours straight just to get the rare weapon for her Conjurer, the illusive and highly sought Prototype Midan Metal Cane. Mesh could possibly heal the entire party with her eyes closed. While many like to accuse Mesh of not being “talented” in the ring or say horrible things about her, this game is what keeps her mind off all the negativity, especially now considering what happened just a week ago. It’s been a few days since Daniel Knight responded to the controversy that happened on Twitter which has been the talk of the pro wrestling town – every major wrestling news site covered it to death but nobody from the company decided to give a comment, so it was a lot of regurgitation with no new details as to why Knight said the things he did, only speculation and “expert analysis”.
DUTY COMPLETE!
“Unfortunately, he probably won't be the last either.” Her job as a Conjurer is done, for now. The screen fades to black.
“I know but still – that’s bulls***!” Kat says, shaking her head, moving it for the first time since Mesh completed the dungeon as her eyes were glued to the screen as well. She sits up from Mesh’s creaky bed and stretches, her arms reaching as high as they can go until Kat feels a slight pop in his shoulders. Mesh turns around in her gaming chair and sees the always colorful Kat; black Ministry t-shirt, black ripped skinny jeans and black and white hi-tops, in mid-stretch as she sits back down on Mesh’s bed. The black complements her pale-looking skin. The only once of color on Kat is her long and vibrant red hair and her numerous tattoos.
“The dude is a bully – I hate bullies.” Mesh rolls her eyes but smiles. Kat is about to go on one of her rants and they’re always entertaining. Mesh appreciates Kat looking out for her. “You’re getting more worked up over this than I did. It’s okay!”
Kat’s old battle jacket is lying next to her on Mesh’s bed. There is a smug look on Kat’s face, feeling upset at the controversy with Daniel Knight’s comments on Twitter. Kat feels like she should have said something even though she has no social media. There’s literally no way Kat could have said anything to the commentator, but she still feels like she could have put Knight in his place - verbally. "It's not okay though,"
“It doesn’t bother you that he's going to call the next show?” Mesh’s nostrils flail up, it’s an uncontrollable twitch, thanks to one baseball bat via courtesy of Ryan “Needles” Payne.
“Well, here’s the thing,” Kat looks up and the two friends make eye contact, “You have to promise not to get mad, okay?” Kat’s mouth is slightly open as if preparing to drop a major F bomb.
“Oh, no. Oh, no. You didn’t?” Gotta love the benefits of having a best friend, they somehow learn ability to read each other’s mind. Mesh realizes this and hams it up by smiling really big at Kat.
“WHY?!” Kat asks loudly yet not raising her voice, despite wanting to.
“Because,” she shrugs her shoulders, her hands up in the air, “I don’t like confrontation. You know that.” Mesh knows that what she did wasn’t’ the best idea but she thought it was the right thing to do. ”They called me the day after the whole thing, it was like, a conference call – Sleater was there, Alecia was there, the play-by-play announcer. A guy named Shawn, who works at talent relations was there too.”
“They apologized like crazy and flat out asked me if I wanted them to fire Knight,” There’s a pause, it’s like Mesh is reflecting on that day in her head. She bites her lips again as different scenarios play in her head. “I said no. I told them that despite how he may feel about me, he’s one of the sharpest people in the company and what he adds to the show is something that would be irreplaceable.”
Her eyes have wandered off, looking towards the side as Kat watches on, the expression on her face remains the same. She doesn’t look as angry as she was a minute ago, probably because this is Mesh deals with things and while it might not be the way she’d resolve an issue, Kat loves Mesh’s optimism. It’s her favorite trait about the blueberry. “Besides, I don't think anyone should lose their job for saying something dumb, especially if it's the first time you know?”
Kat sighs followed by a chuckle. She shakes her head and sighs followed by a smile, “Sometimes, I wish I was as optimistic as you,” the red-haired punker says, “Teach me your ways, senpai!” The two best friends share a laugh.
“I can’t see you as a people person,” Mesh responds, “The second somebody pisses you off, you want to rip their head off!”
“Pretty much, but I have my reasons.” Kat says as the two friends laugh again with a tone of obvious sarcasm in her voice. “You say that like it’s a bad thing!”
“Unfortunately, he probably won't be the last either.” Her job as a Conjurer is done, for now. The screen fades to black.
“I know but still – that’s bulls***!” Kat says, shaking her head, moving it for the first time since Mesh completed the dungeon as her eyes were glued to the screen as well. She sits up from Mesh’s creaky bed and stretches, her arms reaching as high as they can go until Kat feels a slight pop in his shoulders. Mesh turns around in her gaming chair and sees the always colorful Kat; black Ministry t-shirt, black ripped skinny jeans and black and white hi-tops, in mid-stretch as she sits back down on Mesh’s bed. The black complements her pale-looking skin. The only once of color on Kat is her long and vibrant red hair and her numerous tattoos.
“The dude is a bully – I hate bullies.” Mesh rolls her eyes but smiles. Kat is about to go on one of her rants and they’re always entertaining. Mesh appreciates Kat looking out for her. “You’re getting more worked up over this than I did. It’s okay!”
Kat’s old battle jacket is lying next to her on Mesh’s bed. There is a smug look on Kat’s face, feeling upset at the controversy with Daniel Knight’s comments on Twitter. Kat feels like she should have said something even though she has no social media. There’s literally no way Kat could have said anything to the commentator, but she still feels like she could have put Knight in his place - verbally. "It's not okay though,"
“It doesn’t bother you that he's going to call the next show?” Mesh’s nostrils flail up, it’s an uncontrollable twitch, thanks to one baseball bat via courtesy of Ryan “Needles” Payne.
“Well, here’s the thing,” Kat looks up and the two friends make eye contact, “You have to promise not to get mad, okay?” Kat’s mouth is slightly open as if preparing to drop a major F bomb.
“Oh, no. Oh, no. You didn’t?” Gotta love the benefits of having a best friend, they somehow learn ability to read each other’s mind. Mesh realizes this and hams it up by smiling really big at Kat.
“WHY?!” Kat asks loudly yet not raising her voice, despite wanting to.
“Because,” she shrugs her shoulders, her hands up in the air, “I don’t like confrontation. You know that.” Mesh knows that what she did wasn’t’ the best idea but she thought it was the right thing to do. ”They called me the day after the whole thing, it was like, a conference call – Sleater was there, Alecia was there, the play-by-play announcer. A guy named Shawn, who works at talent relations was there too.”
“They apologized like crazy and flat out asked me if I wanted them to fire Knight,” There’s a pause, it’s like Mesh is reflecting on that day in her head. She bites her lips again as different scenarios play in her head. “I said no. I told them that despite how he may feel about me, he’s one of the sharpest people in the company and what he adds to the show is something that would be irreplaceable.”
Her eyes have wandered off, looking towards the side as Kat watches on, the expression on her face remains the same. She doesn’t look as angry as she was a minute ago, probably because this is Mesh deals with things and while it might not be the way she’d resolve an issue, Kat loves Mesh’s optimism. It’s her favorite trait about the blueberry. “Besides, I don't think anyone should lose their job for saying something dumb, especially if it's the first time you know?”
Kat sighs followed by a chuckle. She shakes her head and sighs followed by a smile, “Sometimes, I wish I was as optimistic as you,” the red-haired punker says, “Teach me your ways, senpai!” The two best friends share a laugh.
“I can’t see you as a people person,” Mesh responds, “The second somebody pisses you off, you want to rip their head off!”
“Pretty much, but I have my reasons.” Kat says as the two friends laugh again with a tone of obvious sarcasm in her voice. “You say that like it’s a bad thing!”
“No, not at all! Sometimes I wish I wasn’t as…” Mesh pauses to think of the right word, biting her lip. Her eyes pointed upward, looking up at the ceiling. Although Mesh can’t reach the ceiling, the texture looks chalky, almost powdery. “Naïve, I guess,” breaking the silence, “Maybe that’s why nobody in the company takes me seriously.”
Kat scoffs at the self-awareness. “You do know that’s exactly why nobody takes you seriously right?“ Kat asks rhetorically.
“Except Frank, he’s literally the only person.”
“Because that Frank guy isn’t dumb. Think about it – Frank is your only loss and he didn’t take you lightly,” she continues, “The other guys you’ve beaten? The old guy, Bat Boy and….”
“Chris.”
“Him. They pretty much all said the same thing – you have blue hair, you’re a little girl and that they’re going to end your career and yet…” Kat gives Mesh a look, allowing her to finish the sentence.
“I won.”
“Exactly. This tournament is the best time for you to really give everyone backstage the finger – not literally but you know what I mean.”
“That’s the idea. I feel like I’m not really doing much to advance my career, you know?”
“You mean to tell me that waiting around for the bookers to tell you who you’re facing is a bad idea?” Gotta love Kat’s sarcasm. “How do you think I got those a**holes in the AWF to give me an opportunity?”
“You stormed into their office and were like, Hey! I’m better than everyone else here, give me a title shot!"
“I mean….” They laugh again. “Being a a**hole isn’t that hard, dude.”
“For me it is.”
“One day, you’ll discover your inner a**hole and then, the WFWF will truly take you seriously!”
“I’m still learning how to fend for myself, you know? That’s what you were for!” She jokes. Kat smiles at the compliment.
“Because it’s true, dude. The wrestling business isn’t exactly the best place to be a nice person,” the tone of Kat’s voice changes. She’s serious. “Like every type of competitive profession, it’s a very cutthroat business,” she continues, “You know better than anyone why I feel that way.”
“Maybe things are different in the WFWF?”
“Doubt it,” she scoffs, “All promoters are the same – they’ll push who they want, regardless of how good they are. Usually the guys on top can't wrestle for s***.”
“The WFWF is sorta pushing me -”
“As they should, you’ve done exceptionally well.”
“I’ve done okay, considering I’m only girl in the company.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?"
“I dunno,” she starts, biting her lip again. “That seems to be a theme with us – being the only girls in a room full of dudes.”
“Because we do it better.”
“We totally do but I still feel like I’m the laughing stock of the company. I mean – they’ve seen the things that’s been done to me!”
“Give it time, let those guys in the back underestimate you – you’ll surprise everyone and like I said earlier, this tournament is the perfect time for you to do just that!”
“Well, I don’t want say anything but-“ Mesh knocks on her wooden desk three times. Superstitious much? “I’d rather wait to see how far I get first before thinking of making some sort of declaration or something. Imagine how humiliating it’ll be if I lose in the first round?”
“You won’t. I believe in you. Besides, you’re facing-?”
“Lance Rodriguez.”
“What’s his story?” Before Mesh can answer the question, the door to her bedroom creaks open, with Mama Bear poking her head through. She's beaming.
“You girls want to help me with dinner?”
“Of course! What’s the menu tonight?”
"Pesto spinach quinoa stuffed tomatoes with a homemade cranberry and sunflower seed salad - how's that sound?”
Both Kat and Mesh turn and look at each other and immediately hop off the chair and bed, respectively. They head towards the door and follow Mama Bear to the kitchen where the ingredients are already out and laying on the marble kitchen counter: three ripe, red tomatoes that glisten under the lights, a big bag of spinach that’s nearly empty and there is an empty pot on the stove.
“Kat, do you want to cook the quinoa?” Mama Bear asks, turning around to face the two.
“Yeah, sure!” answers the raspberry. She walks to the pantry down the hall. It’s narrow with four shelves; the grains on the bottom, boxes of cake mixes, pie crusts and boxes of Jell-O above the bottom shelf, canned food like corn, peaches, olives and vegetable soup call the third shelf home and at the very top are Mama Bear’s cooking wines.
Kat scales the pantry, searching for the bag of quinoa which should be on the bottom shelf, but it isn’t there. She carefully moves things around in the dark pantry. Faint metal clinging noises are heard as she scuffles through the random pieces of food that Mesh, and her mom have in stock. Kat sees a carton of butternut squash soup which is definitely Mesh’s, and low and behold there’s the bag of quinoa! With it in hand, Kat closes the pantry and walks back to the kitchen where her absence was noticed.
“Couldn’t find the quinoa?”
“Yeah, it wasn’t with the rest of the grains. It was behind a carton of soup.”
Mama Bear smiles and looks directly at Mesh who can feel her mother’s eyes looking at her. Mesh turns around, biting her lip and smiles back, guilty as charged. “Sorry.”
Grabbing the pot off the stove, Kat takes the pot and starts filling it with water. She waits patiently for it to come to a boil. Mesh and Mama Bear had already started cutting the tomatoes and making the salad while Kat was away.
Mama Bear, in a black and white dress walks over to a drawer and puts on an apron so she doesn’t stain it. She’s materialistic like that. With the apron tied behind her back tightly, she heads to the refrigerator, which is also stainless steel and grabs the fresh produce to make the salad with: lettuce, broccoli, cucumber, carrots and onions.
“Oh! I almost forgot the sunflower seeds and the cranberries!” She grabs her long, grayish hair and puts it in a ponytail. Wouldn’t want hair to get in the salad. The three women prepare dinner with small talk about life and cats, followed by a game of Would You Rather?
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A few hours later…
“Thank you for coming to visit us! It was so nice to see you again!” Mama Bear says as her and Kat share a tight hug. It must be genetics. Mama Bear beams with a smile as the two of them break off.
“It was great seeing you too! Thank you for dinner, it was incredible!” Kat smiles back.
“I’m glad you liked it!” Mesh comes out of her room with Kat’s old denim vest that’s plastered with pins, patches and spikes. She admires the vest as Kat and Mama Bear conversate. Upon inspection, Mesh notices a familiar logo drawn on it – HATE IS YOUR MISTRESS. Right across the top of the jacket, from shoulder to shoulder. It’s one of her early vests that she used to wear during her wrestling days. Mesh smiles. She gets nostalgic for a brief moment – all the great and not so great times they experienced during their tag team days. Driving all around the world in a van, getting ripped by promoters, the infamous “bottle incident”. Even though they were both starting out and she’s certainly in a much better place now, she misses those days. Mesh hopes that deep down, so does Kat.
Kat says she’s done with wrestling all the time but Mesh wants her to come back. She knows that it’s going to take some convincing. Healing a broken heart takes time, or something like that.
“Well, they are going to Mexico and England next so maybe you could come with us to one of those shows?” Mama Bear asks, looking at Kat with her arms crossed. There’s a nervous chuckle by Kat.
“I can’t, unfortunately,” Kat says, shrugging her shoulders. ”I don’t seem to have much of a social life anymore, due to work.”
“Like you ever had one to begin with!” blurts out Mesh followed by a chuckle. Kat makes a face at her best friend.
“Well, we’ll make sure to bring you something.”
“You don’t have to, really. I appreciate the thought though.” Mama Bears laughs as Kat continues again, “I better get going. It’s getting late and I have to work tomorrow.”
"Yeah, same here."
Kat and Mama Bear hug again as Kat starts to walk out. “I’ll walk with you!” yelps Mesh, going after Kat as they both go outside. Mama Bear shakes her head and goes to the kitchen to presumably wash the dishes.
It’s dark outside and with Kat wearing all black, she blends in with the darkness. She searches for her car keys, her hands fumbling around for them. The sounds of crickets are like music with the only light illuminating the suburban area are yellow dim street lights. There are a few cars parked nearby but there's only one black Jeep with giant tires that's plastered with different stickers of punk bands, funny quotes and beer brands. That jeep is definitely Kat's.
“Got my keys.”
Another smile from Mesh, “Did you have fun today?”
Kat scoffs, rolling her eyes. “Of course, I did dude.”
Mesh smiles again, staying quiet this time. She looks to her left, Kat awaits a response from her but doesn’t. She tilts her head slightly, sensing that something is off.
“What’s wrong?”
No response from Mesh who hasn’t looked back. There’s either a very small animal on the other side of the street or something’s up. Probably the latter. Kat walks in front of Mesh to see that she’s crying. Again.
“Dude, what’s wrong?” she asks again, surprised. Mesh shakes her head as her quivering breathing is apparent, trying not to sob uncontrollably.
“I’ve missed you,” Mesh says under her breath as tears fall from her eyes, “I hardly see you anymore and I guess, I was really happy to see you again.”
Kat sighs again and smiles. She wraps her arms around Mesh and hugs her tightly.
“I know,” she whispers, “I know.”
The two friends stay quiet and enjoy this moment. Mesh’s tears were justified; with Kat’s busy schedule, it made it difficult for the two to get together. This had been the first time Mesh has seen Kat since February.
“I know you want me to come back to wrestling,” she says, “I’m not going to lie – there’s times where I think back on those days and miss them too.” Mesh then squeezes Kat harder as she sobs uncontrollably again. Again with the whole mind-reading trick.
“I know nothing will make you happier if I came back and HIYM got back together – especially in Japan,” she continues, smiling at the nostalgia that has taken over her mind as well. “But I’ve moved on with my life.”
While gripping her bestie, Mesh closes her eyes as more tears fall from her eyes, her lips quivering at the mere thought that she’s never coming back.
“You know, I always felt like I was hogging the spotlight when we were a team –“
The sobbing pixie then looks up at Kat, interrupting her, “That’s not true, you know that.”
“I always felt like I cast this really big shadow over you by doing all the things I did that when I left, it made things harder for you.”
Mesh stays quiet, her eyes still glued to Kat.
“I kinda ditched you when I left, and that wasn’t fair to you,” she continues, “Now, you’re the star. Now is your time to make your own shadow!” A sense of passion is emerging from Kat’s voice, she’s about to go off on one of her speeches.
Mesh stays quiet, her eyes still glued to Kat.
“I kinda ditched you when I left, and that wasn’t fair to you,” she continues, “Now, you’re the star. Now is your time to make your own shadow!” A sense of passion is emerging from Kat’s voice, she’s about to go off on one of her speeches.
“You’re going back to f***ing Japan, dude – where we became superstars! The fans there are going to lose their f***ing minds when they see you again!”
Kat breaks off from Mesh and puts her arm around her.
“Go over there and show them that Mesh isn’t just the goofy, pretty girl of Hate is Your Mistress – she’s also a badass that’s going to win that goddamn tournament!” She’s in full promo mode and she’s still got it. Kat moves her arm away from Mesh and points right at her, overdramatically.
“So, Lance Rodriguez – you better watch out because if you don’t, you’re going to eat some kandi – and I don’t mean the one that’s bad for your teeth, I’m talking about the one on Mesh’s wrists that’s going to knock you out come Under the Dome!”
Mesh watches Kat cut a promo like the old days and she smiles, wiping the tears from her eyes. Her eyeliner is now smudged but she doesn’t care. She applauds as Kat takes a bow.
“You still got it!” clap, clap, clap, clap, clap!
“You still got it!” clap, clap, clap, clap, clap!
“You still got it!” clap, clap, clap, clap, clap!
They share a laugh and hug again.
“Why thank you!” she says sarcastically.
“I’m sooooo using that in my vlog!”
Kat smiles at Mesh, who doesn't look as sad anymore.
“Happy now?”
Mesh nods, smiling again since that’s all she can do.
“I cried again, damn it! Mesh the Cry Baby strikes back!”
Kat shakes her head again, clearing her throat. She shifts the conversation with a more serious tone.
“Nothing wrong with crying, dude. Seriously though, this is your time to shine now. I had my moment – now it’s your turn,” she continues rambling on again, “Go over there and make me proud, okay?”
“You know, Rita told me something once that I think is relevant to your situation now: Sometimes you have to get in trouble--good trouble, necessary trouble--to make a way out of no way.”
“I’m terrified of getting in trouble though…”
“I know you are but sometimes, that’s what you have to do if you want things to change for you,” Kat says, crossing her arms, “Think about that next time some jackass announcer talks s*** on Twitter or some prick decides to bash your face in with a baseball bat.”
“Had that been me, I would have chased that f***er down and kicked his already crooked teeth down his throat!”
“Only you.”
“And you eventually.”
The night sky has gotten darker and its way past Kat’s bedtime. She pulls out her phone to be surprised at the fact that they have been outside for nearly an hour!
“Alright, I better get going. I’m going to be so exhausted tomorrow, but it was worth it.”
Mesh frowns but in a joking manner.
“Okay, have a good night dude.”
“You too.”
Kat stomps towards her black Jeep, turns on the ignition and loud, rapid punk rock blasts from the speakers in the back of the jeep the vehicle roars like a monster as she revs the engine. Suddenly, dogs start barking in the distance as the roar of the engine slow dies down. The jeep goes in reverse and before she drives away, Kat waves at Mesh.
“I love you!”
“I love you too!”
Mesh waves back as the black jeep speeds away, the sound of the engine fading away into the night. Mesh stays puts, waiting until she can’t hear the engine anymore. Once it’s back to the sounds of crickets and a few dogs barking, she turns around and starts walking towards her house where she sees Mama Bear, as only a silhouette standing in the doorway waiting for her daughter to return.
“You okay, sweetie?”
Mesh walks into the arms of her mother, fighting the urge to cry again but of course, she cries.
“I know you miss her seeing her all the time,” Mama Bear says, kissing her daughter’s forehead, “But that’s why you cherish the times you do see her.”
“This is the second time I’ve cried in the last five minutes.” Mesh jokes, still in her mother’s arms.
“It’s okay, that can be your new gimmick now.”
She almost chokes on air as Mesh starts to laugh hysterically. That joke would have flown over the heads of outsiders to the professional wrestling world but to Mesh, it was the ultimate diss from her loving mother.
“That was too funny!”
“It made you stop crying.”
“It did, thanks mama!”
As they break off from each other, Mesh runs off to her room. Mama Bear smiles and goes back to cleaning her kitchen so it’s all nice and shiny. Mesh and her mom both have a knack for shiny things, apparently.
Back in her bedroom, Mesh flops onto her creaky bed. She pulls out her phone and notices that she had a missed call. Lila Sleater called her when she was outside with Kat. Must've had her phone on silent, which is rare. Like when she found out that she was in the main event at Breakout, there’s another voicemail from Sleater.
“What does she want now?“
Hello there! It’s Lila Sleater again and I just – look, with everything that’s happened these last, few days I never apologized to you for my “easy way out” comment from Breakout. I know how upset it made you but you have to understand where I was coming from. The Frank you know now wasn't always like this, I know a different Frank - let's just leave it at that. With the backlash that we’ve gotten for the whole incident with Knight, I’m up to my neck with things that need my utmost attention. Not making excuses however. I thought you should know that I watched the video you made – the one about your father and it brought me to tears. For somebody that went through something so heartbreaking at such a young age, you certainly don’t show it and I admire that about you. That being said, as a way to apologize for my comments and for us to start over, I got an assignment for you that would help me out greatly. Call me back if you’re interested.
Somehow, the ill feelings that Mesh had for Sleater went away with that voicemail. She seemed open and honest in the voicemail. The mere thought of the “assignment” makes Mesh smile. What an…interesting way to end such a good day. With a smile still across her face, Mesh sits down on her blue gaming chair, hops back on FFXIV: Online and instead of healing, she goes Mining since that's her lowest level job - not the most fun job but at lease she'll get stuff to sell on the Market Board for gil.
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August 15th
10:13 AM
Tokyo Dome Hotel; Tokyo, JP
The door to her hotel room beeps as the knob turns. With a black backpack behind her and a purple bag as well as her fancy camera bag in hand, Mesh enters her hotel room for the tour in Japan. She just arrived a little bit ago and immediately remembered her first trip to Japan – it’s like nothing in the city has changed. It’s just as bright and vibrant. She places her bags onto the firm bed that she’ll be sleeping in. A bed that doesn’t creak?!
“What does she want now?“
Hello there! It’s Lila Sleater again and I just – look, with everything that’s happened these last, few days I never apologized to you for my “easy way out” comment from Breakout. I know how upset it made you but you have to understand where I was coming from. The Frank you know now wasn't always like this, I know a different Frank - let's just leave it at that. With the backlash that we’ve gotten for the whole incident with Knight, I’m up to my neck with things that need my utmost attention. Not making excuses however. I thought you should know that I watched the video you made – the one about your father and it brought me to tears. For somebody that went through something so heartbreaking at such a young age, you certainly don’t show it and I admire that about you. That being said, as a way to apologize for my comments and for us to start over, I got an assignment for you that would help me out greatly. Call me back if you’re interested.
Somehow, the ill feelings that Mesh had for Sleater went away with that voicemail. She seemed open and honest in the voicemail. The mere thought of the “assignment” makes Mesh smile. What an…interesting way to end such a good day. With a smile still across her face, Mesh sits down on her blue gaming chair, hops back on FFXIV: Online and instead of healing, she goes Mining since that's her lowest level job - not the most fun job but at lease she'll get stuff to sell on the Market Board for gil.
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August 15th
10:13 AM
Tokyo Dome Hotel; Tokyo, JP
The door to her hotel room beeps as the knob turns. With a black backpack behind her and a purple bag as well as her fancy camera bag in hand, Mesh enters her hotel room for the tour in Japan. She just arrived a little bit ago and immediately remembered her first trip to Japan – it’s like nothing in the city has changed. It’s just as bright and vibrant. She places her bags onto the firm bed that she’ll be sleeping in. A bed that doesn’t creak?!
Mesh sighs as takes off her bright green jacket. Underneath that, she’s wearing a bright yellow emoji shirt, ripped black skinny jeans and her Chuck Taylors. Just the right amount of brightness to catch the eye of fans that waited for her arrival at the airport. She adjusts the cat ears that she's wearing as she fumbles around in her camera bag. Mesh takes out the tripod, sets up her camera and hits record....
Hey guys, it’s Mesh and umm… I just arrived in Japan! Oh my God!
With a huge smile on her face, she pans the camera to see the luxurious hotel room behind her; khaki colored walls, brown carpet with wave-like patterns spiraling across it, there’s a single window at the very end of the room with a great view as the legendary venue looms in the background. There’s a small table and chair next to the window. All in all, a very small yet comfy room.
I haven’t been here since…
There’s an awkward silence as Mesh walks towards the small table and sits down, a small glimpse of the view from her room is seen, changing the scenery from her usual location.
2008, I think?
It’s so good to be back here – I got swarmed by fans when I arrived in the airport; a couple of them had a blue wig! It was so cool. They were all wearing like, super bright clothes and had all these things they wanted me to sign! Some of the fans that came up to me were apparently at the show when I was last here with Kat! One of them brought me a poster from that show, it was called AWF Invasion and umm....we've sure changed a lot! Kat still had her dreadlocks back then and I was still wrestling in suspenders - I'm not kidding.
It’s funny that she showed me it considering that I saw Kat just a couple of days ago. She would've gotten a laugh out of how cringey we both looked.
I really wish she was here with me, just for old time’s sake. I’m just so grateful that the fans here never forgot about her and I.
Oh! After I took a selfie with the fans at the airport, one of their friends showed me the sign that they were bringing to the show. It was of an anime dog taking a, um…..leak on a picture of Daniel Knight. Not going to lie, I laughed just a little bit.
Speaking of Daniel Knight, I want to thank all of you for the support following our whole Twitter thing. I got tons and tons and tons and tons of messages from you lovely people and I really appreciated it. Seeing Frank tweet me following the incident really meant a lot to me. I love you guys infinitely.
A beaming smile across her face, Mesh makes a heart with her hands.
It’s definitely going to be…awkward with him being at ringside and all but I’m not going to let that bother me since there’s a tournament happening to crown a brand, new champion! As much as I want to be the World Heavyweight Champion or even, get a rematch for the WFWF International Championship, this new title is the next, best thing for me. Now I keep hearing that I’m the favorite going into this big tournament so there’s a lot of pressure on me to go out there and win – that’s a cool thought and all but there’s other wrestlers that are just as good and experienced as me. We know what happened last time I faced someone with more experience....
She makes the now infamous “L” with her hand and directs at herself.
The guy I’m facing at Under the Dome? Another guy with experience – Lance Rodriguez. Apparently, he used to wrestle in the WFWF until he left and did other things. Sure, the ring rust could be an advantage for me but I’m giving him the benefit of the doubt since he seems like a decent guy, compared to guys like Bat Boy.
Gross.
It’s like everything is falling into place for me – this tournament is starting in Japan, the place where I made a name for myself for a title that’s nobody has held before against some of the newer people – two of which I’ve beaten. I was asked at End Time what my goals were, and I said that I had never been in a main event and I’ve never won a championship. Well, the next show after that I was in the main event against “The Lethal Weapon” Frank Lynn! Sure, I lost but at least I was in the main event. I may act like bubbly and stuff on camera but deep down, that loss still bothers me. I was this close. I don’t want to be one of those people that pats themselves on the back for trying. That’s not good enough.
Which is why I’m adding a new goal to my list – main event a show…and win.
A small chuckle.
So, Lance Rodriguez – you better watch out because if you don’t, you’re going to eat some kandi – and I don’t mean the one that’s bad for your teeth, I’m talking about the one on my wrists that’s going to knock you out come Under the Dome!
Mesh stares awkwardly into the camera, biting her lip. She looks deflated.
Yeahhhh…it sounded much better when Kat said it.
Lance, while you seem like a nice guy – you’re in my way. I think it’s really cool that you came back to wrestling again, especially at your age, but you came back at literally the worst time. This tournament is my time to shine and I’m not going to let you or Bat Boy or Priceless or anyone else stop me from having my moment!
I'll see you guys at the Tokyo Dome.
Byeeeeeeeeee!
Mesh blows a kiss into the camera and ends the vlog.
She makes the now infamous “L” with her hand and directs at herself.
The guy I’m facing at Under the Dome? Another guy with experience – Lance Rodriguez. Apparently, he used to wrestle in the WFWF until he left and did other things. Sure, the ring rust could be an advantage for me but I’m giving him the benefit of the doubt since he seems like a decent guy, compared to guys like Bat Boy.
Gross.
It’s like everything is falling into place for me – this tournament is starting in Japan, the place where I made a name for myself for a title that’s nobody has held before against some of the newer people – two of which I’ve beaten. I was asked at End Time what my goals were, and I said that I had never been in a main event and I’ve never won a championship. Well, the next show after that I was in the main event against “The Lethal Weapon” Frank Lynn! Sure, I lost but at least I was in the main event. I may act like bubbly and stuff on camera but deep down, that loss still bothers me. I was this close. I don’t want to be one of those people that pats themselves on the back for trying. That’s not good enough.
Which is why I’m adding a new goal to my list – main event a show…and win.
A small chuckle.
So, Lance Rodriguez – you better watch out because if you don’t, you’re going to eat some kandi – and I don’t mean the one that’s bad for your teeth, I’m talking about the one on my wrists that’s going to knock you out come Under the Dome!
Mesh stares awkwardly into the camera, biting her lip. She looks deflated.
Yeahhhh…it sounded much better when Kat said it.
Lance, while you seem like a nice guy – you’re in my way. I think it’s really cool that you came back to wrestling again, especially at your age, but you came back at literally the worst time. This tournament is my time to shine and I’m not going to let you or Bat Boy or Priceless or anyone else stop me from having my moment!
I'll see you guys at the Tokyo Dome.
Byeeeeeeeeee!
Mesh blows a kiss into the camera and ends the vlog.