Paranoia

"To my SFT world championship,

Holding you a delightful. Regardless of how things turn out, I love the dance that begins. Holding it in my hands gives that me-ting, that tingle of joy. I love it. It was the fist time in my life I felt that I was someone and that I could be more. You are my soul elevator.

My name is Candace, and this is my story."

~ Though the winter was cherished, by the moment adored, from the sun-brightened icy-puddle to the fresh white-page snow, the first day of the spring is upon the platform, ticket punched. And so to the keen eye, to the one who cares to see, there are new buds upon old trees, there are new blooms born to a warming earth. Capturing every soothing moment in and around the cemetery, the camera finally pans where the Magnificent Candace is sitting outside with her other half, Jack Jones - lovely morning of March ~

Jack Jones: The scene is so lovely out there, I wonder if it will be the other way around at the night?

Candace: Beyond your imagination, honey. But I have been used to it. It has been more than 20 years now and every time the blanket of night takes cover of this place I come to wish to fly. It is the most beautiful art, alive with in raw energy, a song for the eyes.

Jack Jones: You are too philosophical sometimes.

~ Candace chuckles as they both keep looking into each other eyes. For her being on a date with Jack is beyond twilight and long into the dark, so she lets the sunshine into her soul ~

Candace: I can be a romantic poet if you will. Specially Arabic language has a rich poetry culture hidden in it. In classical periods people in Arab lands used to communicate each other through verses sometimes.

Jack Jones: I would like to know more about you and your culture someday. Maybe we will visit to meet your parents and you can introduce me to them?

~ Jack forgot that Candace is an abandoned child, lived her life as a long-lasting orphan. But to err is human and that's what Jack did. Candace remained silent ~

Jack Jones: Oh! Silly me. Anyways, how was your journey back to your country. You were looking too adorable in that outfit during your last interview with.. Clara.. umm..

Candace: Yara Fahmi!

Jack Jones: Yes, that's too Arabic for me haha. Speaking of your interview and then your performance during our last match against Cypher and Embry was exceptional. I have got an opportunity to be in a tag match with you and we both rocked it. Don't you think?

Candace: Of course! We had to, after all we might become nominees someday as the best power couple of a wrestling business. Who knows!

Jack Jones: Goosebumps when I think about that. You know the best part of that match when we equalized Emerson Embry like puppy, or someone like a piglet surrounded by the Hyenas.

Candace: Hyenas? Ouch! Do I look that cruel?

Jack Jones: You laugh like one. Anyways, they are brave enough to look into lions eyes. So that's a compliment. They didn't see that coming specially when you made Emerson tap like a toddler cries for not being babysit.

Candace: What did you say? Who tapped?

Jack Jones: Emerson!

Candace: Emerson did what?

Jack Jones: He tapped!

Candace: Can you say that again?

Jack Jones: Emerson Embry tapped at Titans 104.

Candace: Can you please elaborate that?

Jack Jones: Candace made Emerson Embry tapped at Titans 104.

Candace: A little more..? and louder..

Jack Jones: SFT world heavyweight champion Candace gave a vicious beating to Emerson Embry at Titans 104 before he tapped to the figure fourleg.

Candace: WOW! That sounds so soothing to my ears. Can you imagine how discernible it might have looked into the News and Rumors blogs and videos over roaming around all over the internet, people doing different hashtags to put Emerson's arrogance into ashes. He wonders why it took him so long to get his title shot. This question should actually be reversed in my opinion. I mean how could he get a World title shot after receiving an embarrassing defeat by us at Titans 104? I know teaming up with Cypher might have been controversial for him but receiving such a defeat as an IC champion is disgusting.

Jack Jones: I feel like to puke! What an embarrassing IC champion.

Candace: Right! Boasting about his IC title reign, well, he should be thanking to me for vacating the IC title by the end of Goldrush tournament so it could easily fall over somebody else's shoulder.

Jack Jones: You know darling, he has spoken up on four different occasions so far ever since he is announced as your opponent for the World title.

Candace: I heard him. Trust me, he is nervous. In every promo he is popping his head out like a chicken telling the world "Look, I know I suck but I will defeat Candace anyways." In one part he wonders for what does Cherie mean, then he thinks I am a chicken who suddenly evolves into a rabbit and gets defeated by the turtle. In each promo he seems mentally disturbed and beating around the bush instead of coming straight to the point.

Jack Jones: What do you call a person who doesn't understand the difference between a Chicken and a Rabbit?

Candace: A patient of prosopagnosia, suffering through the brain strokes after he realizes that beating a woman for World title is almost impossible, so he is trying to retain his reputation by doing a whole lot of mental gymnastics. I want to give a slight of an advice to Harold. This man Emerson Embry is suffering from a anxiety and more in need of a psychiatrist than a world championship shot. Please, be kind on his soul and find a better candidate so the fans who are buying that tickets for Titans 105 realize by the end of the show that they spent their money at the right event.

~ Being on a date with him is such sweet happiness. We talk, we flirt, we see the best in one another and build each other better ~