Post by Brianna Casablancas on Feb 1, 2014 23:58:08 GMT -5
Brianna: Oh goodness me. Michael, you got red on you.
Brianna stares down at her beaten client …still with a wide smile on her face that doesn’t show a whole lot of concern. After all, he is just a client who she has no emotional attachment to so him getting hurt is of not of her concern. Michael begins to cough out a warning towards her.
Michael: Miss Casablancas …Lou Bruno tortured me …to send a message to you.
Before he can finish she smacks him on the forehead with her palm to quiet him down.
Brianna: Shush love …the more you talk the more you are going to put yourself in pain.
Even in pain there is concern for her safety but she pays that no mind as she does not consider men with a violet streak that much of a threat.
Michael: But he is dangerous … he is going to hurt you.
She shakes her head once more as he seems to be in even more pain in the middle of her office.
Brianna: Oh bollocks. Now hush so you can heal yourself dear …I am going to call you an ambulance and they will fix you right up. My sincerest apologies for my opponent throwing a little temper tantrum on you, love. She begins to walk out of the office as he lays on her couch …she has things to do and can’t babysit her patient because he let himself get hurt.
Michael: Can I have my bill comped?
From her spot in the door she chuckles at this very notion before answering him. Again, why should she care about a patient. Her relationship with him is just business.
Brianna: No, I don’t think that is possible but you take care of yourself and I will see you next week if you are feeling on the up and up.
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Brianna turns on her video camera in the study of her current residence. She sits on a chair wearing her silk tan robe. Casablancas is deep in thought before addressing the camera. This is very much her idea of a video journal that she records for herself. As much as she enjoys the study of the human mind, she is just as fascinated with how her mind works.
Brianna: That is an unfortunate turn of events but in this world either the giant kills you or you kill the giant. And he was a fine example of a lifelong “victim” he was. It is my philosophy that if you condition yourself to be passive aggressive you will end up a glutton for punishment.
She shakes her head at the camera as if to say “hey, it is survival of the fittest.”
Brianna: But the person I feel most sorry for is that repressed Italian who just does not seem to understand himself or the situation that he is in …even though I have explained it several times. I personally find his actions against my patient an absolute lark. It is quite funny how this bloke believes that jumping a defenseless cinema supervisor proves my initial diagnosis: he is a terrified wee little lad.
Her big smile gets even bigger as she thinks about the man who has become her favorite person on the OCW roster. Her face is filled with wonder like when I kid sees a particularly funny clown. Bruno has become her favorite source of comedy as of late.
Brianna: His throwing Michael around was no different than a lad tossing his toys around his flat because he isn’t getting his way. This gent realized that he wasn’t going to be allowed to skate by so instead of disproving the points wedged his way …he acts out in one of the most unintentionally hilarious passive aggressive ways I have ever seen.
She chuckles a bit before continuing her diatribe against her bigger opponent.
Brianna: And still he said absolutely nothing. He revealed absolutely nothing new about himself nor his motives. In fact, he just solidified his own negative impression of himself by acting like just an angry thug towards the lowest on the totem pole of all of current society. There was nothing that proved he is not just a cowardly bloke who takes his orders from another man nor did it prove that your little crusade against OCW makes any logic sense for you as your own person. You are just fighting someone else’s little war for reasons that you have yet to elaborate on for your own personal motives.
She pours herself a glass of red wine that is on her desk before continuing.
Brianna: I was explaining to my patient the other day that you are a fearful loathsome gentleman not because of your physical prowess but because of your inability to let your own voice be heard. I think you proved quite well that you hide behind your anger and your strength because you do not believe that you can survive in a battle of wits. It is great that you are a big man that can beat up nerds. But your muscles and power does not mean a thing if you do not understand a single thing about psychology, love. It is a misnomer that all you need is muscle mass to fight. If you do not know how to use than what is the point. If your only game plan is to intimidate by your size alone then I am afraid that you are barking up the wrong tree. As I have explained before, my motives do not involve winning or titles or any such poppy cock. My mission is to have fun in this game known as pro grappling … and sunshine, you have already provided me with hours of enjoyment in getting to witness first hand just how thick the human mind can be. Firstly you are under the impression that I am someone else for you refer to a match I had the week before …unfortunately this is my debut match. Either you have come down with Furious Copy/Paste Syndrome like I originally thought or you have Attention Deficit Disorder or you are just ignorant to what goes on in this company outside of yourself. This was probably because you didn’t expect much from me until your realize that you weren’t dealing with some ponce who thought on the same level that you do.
She takes a sip of her wine and then addresses her opponent once more.
Brianna: Am I going to change my strategy of having fun at your expense? Absolutely not my dear. You want to beat up more people thinking that it is going to prove some kind of point to meet? Have at it. I have all of the patients in the world. That will not change what will happen when the bell rings…
Brianna: It will not change the fact that you will not have overcome your identity issue and have not reached your true human potential. And part of reaching that true human potential is using your brain just as much as your brawn; it is realizing that fear is not about outer terror but our inner terror of ourselves. It will not change the fact that you are not wrestling Brianna Casablancas but you are grappling against your own fear of a world that might be more intelligent than; of a world that is more innovative than you.
She moves in closer to the camera keeping her friendly, and warm smile as if she was looking right at her opponent.
Brianna: This match is yours to win but only if you let go of your pride and confront your own fears. This match is yours if you realize that what you did to Michael was a defense mechanism to hide the fact that you know that you cannot beat yourself …thus you cannot defeat me; thus you cannot defeat most people with a positive self-image, love.
She puts her glass back on the desk before continuing her little monologue to the man that would beat her if he were a little more sharper and a bit more of an individual.
Brianna: While you are “trying your best” to accomplish some silly goal, I will be loving life and loving who I am. I will be loving what I do in that ring. I will be loving watching you put so much effort to protect your own ego from being shot. And I will love watching your bosses disavow any knowledge of you because you were beaten by some silly bird that is less than half your size.
She stands up while still speaking to the camera but walking over to it as if she is winding down this little lesson for her opponent.
Brianna: Face it, sunshine. In this business, men like you sprout from trees. Right now, Mario might be proving to the whole OCW that he is irreplaceable but you my love …well, henchmen, thugs, lackies and flunkies are very much replacable. When you have outlived your usefulness there will be another chap right there to replace you. And then you will not be able to hide in Mario’s womb like you have been. You will have to face your inner self. You will be forced to come to terms with the scared little wee fellow that you are.
She puts her finger on the off button of the cam corder as she finishes her message to Lou Bruno. During this whole video, the smile never leaves her face …which becomes fairly creepy to the viewers.
Brianna: And I will continue having fun with wankers like yourself who just take life way too seriously. CHEERS!
The last things the viewers see is her sweet smile which seems to haunt the viewer for seconds afterwards.
