Post by Hush, it's K-Krush on Oct 28, 2010 13:42:25 GMT -5
A week ago Maryse was booked for a match she didn't quite approve of. Who the heck books Maryse in a four-diva OVER THE TOP ROPE battle royal!? She wasn't about to put herself in such danger, she had her beauty to maintain, and her reputation as the best wrestler in the entire world to fight for. Maryse wasn't about to risk the very fiber of her being by being thrown over the top rope! That's absolutely absurd. So, using her resources she decided to fake an injury. Well, "fake" isn't the right word. Before her match started she "accidentally" rubbed shoulders with Kelly Kelly, and it really, really, really, really, really messed up Maryse's shoulder. Wrestling with an injury? Not going to happen. So using her resources (she has many) Maryse had convinced Alicia Fox to take her spot. But unfortunately, her efforts failed and Alicia Fox didn't come out with a Maryse victory.
This flustered Maryse. If Alicia Fox couldn't win, then what was the point to asking for her help in the first place?! She hired her to win! To give her the number one contender's spot for the AWWE Diva's Championship! A title she rightfully deserved after how she was treated during the last two months of AWWE Season 4. RAAH! Her entrance music starting, Maryse was fed with a million boo's as she walked down the entrance ramp with attitude. An attitude geared towards Alicia's lack of winning ability. As she entered the ring she pushed Justin Roberts into the corner and grabbed his tie, almost giving the AWWE an excuse to give Maryse her pink slip. But before any massacre could happen, Maryse evilly smiled and grabbed his microphone. "Ne vous inquiétez pas, je ne suis pas mal." Letting go of his tie, she then shoved him hard into the ring corner as she focused her attention on her AWWE audience.
"ALICIA FOX!" she screamed through Justin's microphone, her French-Canadian accent shining brightly. "How come you couldn't win? How come you couldn't prove yourself?" she raises an eyebrow. "I gave you my blessing. I gave you an opportunity to prove yourself to the AWWE Universe. It was the least I could do, je suis un ange." She was now holding the microphone with both her perfectly manicured hands, as if she was praying for Alicia Fox to answer her call. The crowd continuing to give Maryse hatred. "So why? Why couldn't just kick all their heads off? I've seen you wrestle before, you're almost as good as I am. PRESQUE. That match belonged to you. That match was made for you." Her eyes narrow as she shakes her head and snarls. "Why did I even bother? I am better than you. I'm more beautiful than you. These fans love me more than you." The audience didn't like that as they know started to heckle poor Maryse Ouellet. "See? My fans can't even fathom the thought of you."
Before she could continue, Maryse was interrupted by Alicia's theme. Her evil smirk back on her face, she waited for her 'hired-help' to enter the ring.