For all of you that don't know, Stacey likens herself to a professional wrestler in the ORG world. She had her run back in the day -- the crowd loved her, the crowd respected her, and most importantly the crowd understood her.
These days, she's seen as a broken down version of herself. The crowd no longer pops when they hear her entrance music hit the arena. She can't pull off her moves with the same grace, and even if she does, nobody recognizes her talents. They don't boo her, but even worse, SILENCE.
But that's all about to change. A new, more focused Stacey is coming. She's tightening up her boot-straps and she's ready.
With friend and foe we march to the battle plain.
Some to seek success. Others to seek fame.
We play with honor. For the love of this game.
And with armor or without, we will toil in vain.
So that someday, someone, somewhere, will remember our name.
I can't promise that I'll never make fun of you again, Stacey. However, I made this trophy that took about 5 seconds to put together for you to show you how proud of you I am. <3
