Post by myojin on Jan 14, 2023 3:39:32 GMT
Out of Time
VS Tarah Nova | Adrenaline XIII
Time waits for no one, does it?
Especially for people in our profession, life passes by and slips through our grasp with ease. Our careers are temporary and like flashes in the pan because of the injuries, we put ourselves through. None of us tend to think about it often, but every match could be our last.
All it takes is one particularly rougher landing than usual, one brutal collision, and it's over. Wrestling is a young person's game, because the older you are and the more damage you've taken- the less time you have left as a competitor.
I wonder, Tarah. How much time do you have left?
Speaking of time, a new year means a new beginning for Infinite Pro Wrestling.
A brand new chapter for this coming that still sees me leading it. Ever since July 31st of last year, I have been holding what everyone wants their hands on, the World Championship. I've not only survived, but also out-wrestled every single person that has challenged me for the last one-hundred and sixty-six days.
But in order to get to this point, before I had even gotten a chance to fight for this belt at Night of Champions last year- I had to earn my shot in the very first match I had in this promotion. That match was against you, Tarah.
It's fitting that you are my first opponent of the new year.
Tarah Nova, an unmistakable legend within the world of professional wrestling. I heard so many sing your praises, I knew your accolades, when I was a teenager I even was someone who watched your matches- I was even a fan, because who wouldn't be? I knew that I was going to step into First Contract against one of the most decorated veterans still kicking.
Or I thought I did, at least.
Then we fought- and I left as the victor. I didn't just survive you, I made you tap out. And as I left the ring that night with the number one contendership to the title I now hold, I remembered feeling that I didn't face a legend, that I didn't walk away from an amazing fight. I left feeling disappointed.
Tarah, I expected more from someone with your reputation. Yet I can't help but feel that I was fighting the shell of the woman that I once heard such great things about. You fought well, and you gave everything that you had- but there was something missing.
You lack that burning passion that you were once known for. The fiery heart and ambition that pushed you to such great heights once upon a time. That aggression and ruthlessness that made you into a force to be reckoned with was missing. I think that life away from being an active wrestler domesticated, you've grown soft. You're not “The Hardcore Darling” anymore, you're a wholesome mother who runs a coffee brand and gushes over horror movies.
Do not take this the wrong way, I still respect you. I respect that you've created such a comfortable life for yourself. But this version of you? This Tarah Nova that sees every match as a friendly little competition? She doesn't belong in a ring with the Celestial Artist.
While you disappeared from Infinite Pro Wrestling after I beat you just to struggle to find your footing in Omega Wrestling Alliance, I was busy defending this championship and winning many more in EVERY promotion I fought in. I'm not just one of the best in the world now, I AM the best in the world. I've grown to be at a level above everyone else, meanwhile, you're still the same happy-to-be-here journeywoman that you were one year ago.
And that's the most interesting part about this: The question is no longer “Can MYŌJIN last against one of the greatest to ever lace up a pair of boots?” It's now, “Does Tarah Nova still have what it takes?”
Time can be so unfair. You now find yourself in the twilight of your career. You may not mention it? But I know that you wonder if you can compare to this new generation. I know that those insecurities bother you. I know that this match may just be the most important one you've had in a long time.
Because everything rides on this. This is whether you either cement that you still are the Tarah Nova of old. The woman capable of beating World Champions- or this is where I prove that I'm right about you.
And let me warn you beforehand, I'm not in the habit of letting people make their comebacks at my expense.
Fight harder than you did last time. Fight like your life depends on winning this, like everything that you've ever worked for is at stake. You're going to need every ounce of the passion that's buried deep within you because despite us being friends, despite my respect and care for you as a person- In the squared circle, you are my enemy. You are nothing but a threat to my throne- and I deal with threats swiftly and accordingly.
If you want revenge from how things went down last time? Show me how hardcore you used to be. Show me the woman that was once known for being the closest thing to invincible]. Show me the Tarah Nova that I once admired. I know that she's still in there somewhere, begging to be let out.
Because anything less will just result in the same ending as last time.
You. Tapping. Out.
Especially for people in our profession, life passes by and slips through our grasp with ease. Our careers are temporary and like flashes in the pan because of the injuries, we put ourselves through. None of us tend to think about it often, but every match could be our last.
All it takes is one particularly rougher landing than usual, one brutal collision, and it's over. Wrestling is a young person's game, because the older you are and the more damage you've taken- the less time you have left as a competitor.
I wonder, Tarah. How much time do you have left?
Speaking of time, a new year means a new beginning for Infinite Pro Wrestling.
A brand new chapter for this coming that still sees me leading it. Ever since July 31st of last year, I have been holding what everyone wants their hands on, the World Championship. I've not only survived, but also out-wrestled every single person that has challenged me for the last one-hundred and sixty-six days.
But in order to get to this point, before I had even gotten a chance to fight for this belt at Night of Champions last year- I had to earn my shot in the very first match I had in this promotion. That match was against you, Tarah.
It's fitting that you are my first opponent of the new year.
Tarah Nova, an unmistakable legend within the world of professional wrestling. I heard so many sing your praises, I knew your accolades, when I was a teenager I even was someone who watched your matches- I was even a fan, because who wouldn't be? I knew that I was going to step into First Contract against one of the most decorated veterans still kicking.
Or I thought I did, at least.
Then we fought- and I left as the victor. I didn't just survive you, I made you tap out. And as I left the ring that night with the number one contendership to the title I now hold, I remembered feeling that I didn't face a legend, that I didn't walk away from an amazing fight. I left feeling disappointed.
Tarah, I expected more from someone with your reputation. Yet I can't help but feel that I was fighting the shell of the woman that I once heard such great things about. You fought well, and you gave everything that you had- but there was something missing.
You lack that burning passion that you were once known for. The fiery heart and ambition that pushed you to such great heights once upon a time. That aggression and ruthlessness that made you into a force to be reckoned with was missing. I think that life away from being an active wrestler domesticated, you've grown soft. You're not “The Hardcore Darling” anymore, you're a wholesome mother who runs a coffee brand and gushes over horror movies.
Do not take this the wrong way, I still respect you. I respect that you've created such a comfortable life for yourself. But this version of you? This Tarah Nova that sees every match as a friendly little competition? She doesn't belong in a ring with the Celestial Artist.
While you disappeared from Infinite Pro Wrestling after I beat you just to struggle to find your footing in Omega Wrestling Alliance, I was busy defending this championship and winning many more in EVERY promotion I fought in. I'm not just one of the best in the world now, I AM the best in the world. I've grown to be at a level above everyone else, meanwhile, you're still the same happy-to-be-here journeywoman that you were one year ago.
And that's the most interesting part about this: The question is no longer “Can MYŌJIN last against one of the greatest to ever lace up a pair of boots?” It's now, “Does Tarah Nova still have what it takes?”
Time can be so unfair. You now find yourself in the twilight of your career. You may not mention it? But I know that you wonder if you can compare to this new generation. I know that those insecurities bother you. I know that this match may just be the most important one you've had in a long time.
Because everything rides on this. This is whether you either cement that you still are the Tarah Nova of old. The woman capable of beating World Champions- or this is where I prove that I'm right about you.
And let me warn you beforehand, I'm not in the habit of letting people make their comebacks at my expense.
Fight harder than you did last time. Fight like your life depends on winning this, like everything that you've ever worked for is at stake. You're going to need every ounce of the passion that's buried deep within you because despite us being friends, despite my respect and care for you as a person- In the squared circle, you are my enemy. You are nothing but a threat to my throne- and I deal with threats swiftly and accordingly.
If you want revenge from how things went down last time? Show me how hardcore you used to be. Show me the woman that was once known for being the closest thing to invincible]. Show me the Tarah Nova that I once admired. I know that she's still in there somewhere, begging to be let out.
Because anything less will just result in the same ending as last time.
You. Tapping. Out.