Post by Hush, it's K-Krush on Sept 14, 2010 3:54:33 GMT -5
(This is the promo for the AWWE Royal Rumble PPV, since my internet can go away at any moment. It takes place (--->) during (<---) the Royal Rumble PPV, inside the ring.)
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Maryse is sitting in a chair in the middle of the AWWE Royal Rumble ring as the spotlight focuses solely on her. She had failed to show herself at this last week's Confrontation, and the world didn't understand why. She wasn't Tweeting, she wasn't posting hilarious comments on her Facebook, nor was she ever seen in public since her steel cage match against Kelly Kelly at Monday's special AWWE all-Divas tournament. The crowd wasn't sure on how to react upon seeing her sitting in the middle of the ring in a black steel chair, simply covering her face with both her hands. She was in her ring gear, set to compete for an assumed wrestling match, and an official AWWE referee was holding a microphone for her, holding it within inches of where we could only assume her mouth was. "Je ne peux pas croire que je me suis traîné ici." she mumbles from behind her hands, her perfectly manicured nails shining brightly underneath the arena lights. "Mais je dois prendre ma revanche. Kelly Kelly doit payer!"
Moving her fingers downward, so she could look at her audience, she continued to keep her mouth covered, as if she was hiding something of vast importance. "Salut." a hint of nervousness was in her voice as she continued to talk behind her hands. "I know, I look absolutely ridiculous right now, but....I'm afraid I didn't have any control over what happened." Her eyes peer left and then right, like she was about to tell her best friend a dirty little secret. "I've tried everything! Band-aids, Neosporin, Wound-Be-Gone, and even the delicate touch of my Mama's kiss, but none of it worked! Not a single one! And I'm afraid I just can't show this part of my face on television, it would just carrément embarrassant!" Almost as if someone was trying to pry her hands away from her face, her hands get tense, like she's holding a harder grip around her face. "For the first time in my lifetime, I'm...I'm...I'm....I'm...." her voice cracks, she was about to cry.
"I'M UGLY!"
The world shattered as Maryse yelled out those final words from underneath her hands, taking a over dramatic pose in her seat like someone just told her that a million baby panda bears were just slaughtered on a remote island in the middle of the Indian Ocean. The crowd gasped. The universe stood still. Rudolf's red nose went out. Jim Ross' right side of his faced moved. The Cleveland Browns had an undefeated season. Willow Smith whipped her hair. Humpty-dumpty fell down again, and wasn't put back together. Maryse spread her arms out, unveiling the ultimate blemish above her lip. A little red cut, just below her nose, but well enough above her lip that it stood out like a Where's Waldo? book was on her face! The crowd was literally stunned!
Maryse covered her entire face once more and began to shake her head uncontrollably, her blonde hair going absolutely wild behind, in front, and to the sides of her. "I'm ugly. I'm hideous. I'm ruined. Je suis laid. Je suis hideux. Je suis ruiné. Je suis laid. Je suis hideux. Je suis ruiné. Je suis laid. Je suis hideux. Je suis ruiné. Je suis laid. Je suis hideux. Je suis ruiné. Je suis laid. Je suis hideux. Je suis ruiné. Je suis laid. Je suis hideux. Je suis ruiné. Je suis laid. Je suis hideux. Je suis ruiné. Je suis laid. Je suis hideux. Je suis ruiné. Je suis laid. Je suis hideux. Je suis ruiné!" She then looks towards the heavens, wondering how God could put her through such hell! She wasn't a bad person! A little self-centered, yes, but hardly a bad person! Maryse looks down at the camera, her anguish turning into anger as her right eyebrow raises. Under gritted teeth she screams. "And it's all your fault Kelly Kelly!"[/color]
Standing abruptly from her seat she forcefully takes the microphone from the referee's hands and points at the little red cut on her face. "YOU RUINED MY FACE! I never agreed to do a steel cage match! I WOULD HAVE NEVER ENTERED THAT TOURNAMENT OTHERWISE. JE NE SUIS PAS STUPIDE! Steel and this face? NUH-UH! Not happening, EVER." Maryse rolls her eyes and does her trademark pose with her free hand. "I will walk to the edge of this Earth to get my revenge on you. I will ruin your cute little facey-face. Like you did mine, Kelly Kelly." She said 'Kelly Kelly' like annoying baby talk, then points at her cut once more. "You're going to get one of these, only it's going to be ten times--no! Quarante-deux times worse! You will regret the very idea you decided to step into that cage match with me, because NEVER AGAIN, JAMAIS, will I allow you do this to me!"
Maryse then darts her attention back to the referee and stands tall next to him. Looking down at his bald head she smirks and shoves him into the corner of the ring, allowing him no room to escape. "Do it now. Do it now. Do it now. Do it now. DO IT NOW!!!" She shoves him again. "MAKE THE MATCH OFFICIAL. Give me Kelly Kelly! LET ME RIP HER BARBIE HEAD OFF HER BARBIE BODY." The referee was still hesitant, so Maryse walks over to her steel chair and picks it up. Holding it above her head she looms over the referee once more. "DO IT. DO IT. DO IT. DO IT. DO IT. OU JE TE GIFLE!" And just as Maryse is about to smack the referee in the head, Lillian Garcia begins to announce Kelly Kelly's name, and her music begins to play throughout the entire arena.
Smirking, Maryse then unfolds the chair and invites the referee to sit on it. "Sit on it. Je vous l'osez."
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(Loved this promo. I can go to sleep happy.)
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Maryse is sitting in a chair in the middle of the AWWE Royal Rumble ring as the spotlight focuses solely on her. She had failed to show herself at this last week's Confrontation, and the world didn't understand why. She wasn't Tweeting, she wasn't posting hilarious comments on her Facebook, nor was she ever seen in public since her steel cage match against Kelly Kelly at Monday's special AWWE all-Divas tournament. The crowd wasn't sure on how to react upon seeing her sitting in the middle of the ring in a black steel chair, simply covering her face with both her hands. She was in her ring gear, set to compete for an assumed wrestling match, and an official AWWE referee was holding a microphone for her, holding it within inches of where we could only assume her mouth was. "Je ne peux pas croire que je me suis traîné ici." she mumbles from behind her hands, her perfectly manicured nails shining brightly underneath the arena lights. "Mais je dois prendre ma revanche. Kelly Kelly doit payer!"
Moving her fingers downward, so she could look at her audience, she continued to keep her mouth covered, as if she was hiding something of vast importance. "Salut." a hint of nervousness was in her voice as she continued to talk behind her hands. "I know, I look absolutely ridiculous right now, but....I'm afraid I didn't have any control over what happened." Her eyes peer left and then right, like she was about to tell her best friend a dirty little secret. "I've tried everything! Band-aids, Neosporin, Wound-Be-Gone, and even the delicate touch of my Mama's kiss, but none of it worked! Not a single one! And I'm afraid I just can't show this part of my face on television, it would just carrément embarrassant!" Almost as if someone was trying to pry her hands away from her face, her hands get tense, like she's holding a harder grip around her face. "For the first time in my lifetime, I'm...I'm...I'm....I'm...." her voice cracks, she was about to cry.
"I'M UGLY!"
The world shattered as Maryse yelled out those final words from underneath her hands, taking a over dramatic pose in her seat like someone just told her that a million baby panda bears were just slaughtered on a remote island in the middle of the Indian Ocean. The crowd gasped. The universe stood still. Rudolf's red nose went out. Jim Ross' right side of his faced moved. The Cleveland Browns had an undefeated season. Willow Smith whipped her hair. Humpty-dumpty fell down again, and wasn't put back together. Maryse spread her arms out, unveiling the ultimate blemish above her lip. A little red cut, just below her nose, but well enough above her lip that it stood out like a Where's Waldo? book was on her face! The crowd was literally stunned!
Maryse covered her entire face once more and began to shake her head uncontrollably, her blonde hair going absolutely wild behind, in front, and to the sides of her. "I'm ugly. I'm hideous. I'm ruined. Je suis laid. Je suis hideux. Je suis ruiné. Je suis laid. Je suis hideux. Je suis ruiné. Je suis laid. Je suis hideux. Je suis ruiné. Je suis laid. Je suis hideux. Je suis ruiné. Je suis laid. Je suis hideux. Je suis ruiné. Je suis laid. Je suis hideux. Je suis ruiné. Je suis laid. Je suis hideux. Je suis ruiné. Je suis laid. Je suis hideux. Je suis ruiné. Je suis laid. Je suis hideux. Je suis ruiné!" She then looks towards the heavens, wondering how God could put her through such hell! She wasn't a bad person! A little self-centered, yes, but hardly a bad person! Maryse looks down at the camera, her anguish turning into anger as her right eyebrow raises. Under gritted teeth she screams. "And it's all your fault Kelly Kelly!"[/color]
Standing abruptly from her seat she forcefully takes the microphone from the referee's hands and points at the little red cut on her face. "YOU RUINED MY FACE! I never agreed to do a steel cage match! I WOULD HAVE NEVER ENTERED THAT TOURNAMENT OTHERWISE. JE NE SUIS PAS STUPIDE! Steel and this face? NUH-UH! Not happening, EVER." Maryse rolls her eyes and does her trademark pose with her free hand. "I will walk to the edge of this Earth to get my revenge on you. I will ruin your cute little facey-face. Like you did mine, Kelly Kelly." She said 'Kelly Kelly' like annoying baby talk, then points at her cut once more. "You're going to get one of these, only it's going to be ten times--no! Quarante-deux times worse! You will regret the very idea you decided to step into that cage match with me, because NEVER AGAIN, JAMAIS, will I allow you do this to me!"
Maryse then darts her attention back to the referee and stands tall next to him. Looking down at his bald head she smirks and shoves him into the corner of the ring, allowing him no room to escape. "Do it now. Do it now. Do it now. Do it now. DO IT NOW!!!" She shoves him again. "MAKE THE MATCH OFFICIAL. Give me Kelly Kelly! LET ME RIP HER BARBIE HEAD OFF HER BARBIE BODY." The referee was still hesitant, so Maryse walks over to her steel chair and picks it up. Holding it above her head she looms over the referee once more. "DO IT. DO IT. DO IT. DO IT. DO IT. OU JE TE GIFLE!" And just as Maryse is about to smack the referee in the head, Lillian Garcia begins to announce Kelly Kelly's name, and her music begins to play throughout the entire arena.
Smirking, Maryse then unfolds the chair and invites the referee to sit on it. "Sit on it. Je vous l'osez."
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(Loved this promo. I can go to sleep happy.)
