Post by Hush, it's K-Krush on Aug 31, 2010 2:00:19 GMT -5
[*(Any French was Google Translated.)][/i]
Sitting 'comfortably' in a lounge chair, Maryse has a snarling look on her face as she seems to be sitting in the lounge room of a very expensive five-star hotel. Her legs crossed, a glass of wine dangling beautifully between her middle and ring fingers of her left hand, she looks at the camera and rolls her eyes. She definitely wasn't pleased and being under the influence of a little liquid courage definitely wouldn't help matters. Flicking a strand of hair away from her face with her free hand she glances to her right before beginning her promo.
"Tonight was AWWE Confrontation. Wednesday. The premiere show of our company. But for some ridiculous reason, I, the sexiest of the sexy, the genuine diva of our divas division, wasn't on the card. I was pushed aside. Shoved away from the spotlight that I] rightfully deserve. Pourquoi dans le monde donneriez-vous à ma place à Melina?"
After she said "Melina," Maryse gave an evil look to the camera. Apparently the very thought of Melina sickened her.
"She isn't me, she isn't Maryse!"
Wine still in hand, she does her signature pose after her name, her eyes closing, as if she was basking in all her serene greatness. Obviously Maryse was living in a world of her own, and anything that didn't involve her, such as your inability to sit through a new episode of "Futurama" wasn't of any importance.
"But let's face it, not everyone can be me. Just look at me. Melina doesn't have ]this smile, Melina doesn't have my fashion sense, and above all else, Melina's presence doesn't radiate off the screen like mine does. Ask yourself, avez-vous jamais été heureux de voir un match Melina? I know I haven't, in fact I fell asleep watching her match against that stupide petite fille Natalya tonight. You can only imagine how I felt when Melina's theme music woke me up from beautiful dreams, and you can only imagine how I felt when I realized that Melina won MY title!"
A flurry of anger than overtook Maryse as she threw her wine glass at the camera, only missing it by a few centimeters. The shattering of the glass is heard in the background as Maryse merely laughs at her childish antics. She was only a stomping away from a full out tantrum. The angry expression on her face fading away into an evil smirk as she allows her back to hug the backrest of her lounge chair. An odd essence of calm then rests on the scene as she smiles at her little outburst of destruction.
"Melina, ce championnat est le mien. Vous êtes seulement trois secondes de votre disparition. Ces mains? Ces mains vont aller autour de votre cou et l'étrangler peu dégoûtant de la vie hors de vous! J'avais Dibs première Natalya, j'ai eu Dibs premier tirant sa série rose de cheveux de son crâne! And you robbed that from me, you robbed me from sprinkling her damaged hair on her ugly face. So realize Melina, realize that the next time our eyes meet I'm going make your title reign an absolute embarrassment. But it will be beautiful. Pourquoi? Because I will be in it."
She then smiles at the camera as the scene fades with a sexy, yet modest pose.
Sitting 'comfortably' in a lounge chair, Maryse has a snarling look on her face as she seems to be sitting in the lounge room of a very expensive five-star hotel. Her legs crossed, a glass of wine dangling beautifully between her middle and ring fingers of her left hand, she looks at the camera and rolls her eyes. She definitely wasn't pleased and being under the influence of a little liquid courage definitely wouldn't help matters. Flicking a strand of hair away from her face with her free hand she glances to her right before beginning her promo.
"Tonight was AWWE Confrontation. Wednesday. The premiere show of our company. But for some ridiculous reason, I, the sexiest of the sexy, the genuine diva of our divas division, wasn't on the card. I was pushed aside. Shoved away from the spotlight that I] rightfully deserve. Pourquoi dans le monde donneriez-vous à ma place à Melina?"
After she said "Melina," Maryse gave an evil look to the camera. Apparently the very thought of Melina sickened her.
"She isn't me, she isn't Maryse!"
Wine still in hand, she does her signature pose after her name, her eyes closing, as if she was basking in all her serene greatness. Obviously Maryse was living in a world of her own, and anything that didn't involve her, such as your inability to sit through a new episode of "Futurama" wasn't of any importance.
"But let's face it, not everyone can be me. Just look at me. Melina doesn't have ]this smile, Melina doesn't have my fashion sense, and above all else, Melina's presence doesn't radiate off the screen like mine does. Ask yourself, avez-vous jamais été heureux de voir un match Melina? I know I haven't, in fact I fell asleep watching her match against that stupide petite fille Natalya tonight. You can only imagine how I felt when Melina's theme music woke me up from beautiful dreams, and you can only imagine how I felt when I realized that Melina won MY title!"
A flurry of anger than overtook Maryse as she threw her wine glass at the camera, only missing it by a few centimeters. The shattering of the glass is heard in the background as Maryse merely laughs at her childish antics. She was only a stomping away from a full out tantrum. The angry expression on her face fading away into an evil smirk as she allows her back to hug the backrest of her lounge chair. An odd essence of calm then rests on the scene as she smiles at her little outburst of destruction.
"Melina, ce championnat est le mien. Vous êtes seulement trois secondes de votre disparition. Ces mains? Ces mains vont aller autour de votre cou et l'étrangler peu dégoûtant de la vie hors de vous! J'avais Dibs première Natalya, j'ai eu Dibs premier tirant sa série rose de cheveux de son crâne! And you robbed that from me, you robbed me from sprinkling her damaged hair on her ugly face. So realize Melina, realize that the next time our eyes meet I'm going make your title reign an absolute embarrassment. But it will be beautiful. Pourquoi? Because I will be in it."
She then smiles at the camera as the scene fades with a sexy, yet modest pose.
