Post by Hush, it's K-Krush on Sept 13, 2010 3:16:30 GMT -5
For the last two weeks Maryse has been on a winning streak, turning her once dismal record of 3-6 to something to actually smirk about. Currently being at respectable 5-6, her record still had much to be desired, but it was far from being downright embarrassing. Smirking underneath a poor imitation of a Jeritron 5000, Maryse was waiting anxiously for (a now healed) Josh Matthews to find the meat of this upcoming AWWE Divas Tournament.
His suit tailored perfectly to fit his interviewer's physique, Josh Matthews adjusted his tie as he smiled at the AWWE camera. Maryse wasn't pleased with this, the camera should have been focusing on her! She was was MARYSE! Rolling her eyes, she watched as Josh Matthews did his best to memorize his 'tough questions' notebook. "Good evening wrestling fans, Josh Matthews here with AWWE Women's Champion hopeful, Maryse!"
Maryse did her trademark pose as her name was mentioned and playfully nodded in confidence.
Continuing to adjust his tie, a nervous undertone was in Josh's voice as he continued, "So Maryse, how do you feel about tonight's special all-Divas tournament?" Josh didn't feel comfortable at all, as he held out his microphone for an answer his hand began to shake uncontrollably.
The least Josh could do was act with just an once of professionalism. Not pleased with this interview at all, Maryse began to have an angry undertone in her otherwise beautiful voice. "How do I feel Joshy? Well, I'm not about to...oh what do you Americans say....tinkle myself, like you seem to be on the verge of doing." Snatching the microphone away she brushed off any negative comments Josh was about to make. "Didn't you hear? Batista decided that I simply wasn't worth his time anymore, so you don't have anything to worry about Joshy, he's not going to vous botter le cul anymore, okay?"
Unfortunately, Josh Matthews never spent any of his adult life in Paris, so any language other than English simply flew over his head. Still feeling as nervous as ever, Josh threw his hands up in the air in surrender and walked off the set feeling defeated.
Rolling her eyes over his childish antics, Maryse then motions for the camera to be on her, and only on her. "Excusez-moi, but I'm still here, you'll be a fool to ignore this." A look of anger in her face, she gives an evil snare to the camera man and the AWWE crew behind him as she continued to clutch with microphone between her hands. "Merci. As most of you already know, I am sexy. The sexiest of the sexy. The world's most beautiful wrestler. I've held both the AWWE Women's Championship, and the AWWE Divas Championship, never at the same time, mais quelle que soit, I've held them." She closes her eyes and begins to reminisce at her fond memories of the holding AWWE gold. "I miss this feeling. I miss being the centre de votre univers, as all of you resented the very idea of me being an AWWE champion! It was sensationnel, the jealous looks on all of your faces were a gift from heaven." Opening her eyes she then smirks at the camera, and nods her head in confidence. "In case you've all been living under a rock, I've been winning lately. I have a win against Trish Stratus under this designer belt, and Maria and I swept the floor with those répugnant Bella Twins." A look of disgust arises on her face as just the thought of the Bella Twins revolted her. Slightly whipping her blonde hair to try and snap herself out of it, she continued, "I'm finally on the winning streak that I, and all of you know that I deserve, and it would be stupid of me if I lost now. Just imagine the look of disappointment on all your ugly faces if I were lose, the world just wouldn't go past another day." She drops the microphone and does her trademark pose. "Je vais ganger, ces championnats sont les miennes."
The scene then fades away after a stalling minute.
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(@___@; Sorry, I know this promo sucks.)
