Post by disdonn on Feb 11, 2010 12:31:01 GMT -6
SMASH!
The sound of a psychotic woman venting her frustrations on a hotel room is very audibly heard.
CRASH!
Again, more sounds of destruction.
BREAK!
She turns on the light, revealing that most of the room is cluttered not only with broken furniture, but with weapons and photographs of her rookie opponent. She looks like she’s ready to destroy everything in her sight path.[/i]
“SUBMIT! YOU MAKE ME SUBMIT! THIS IS NOT OVER EMMA!!!”
Julietta screams at the top of her lungs, before throwing down the sledgehammer she’s used to destroy most of her room. She pulls out her switchblade, looks at the photos of her opponent, Katherine Brock, and opens it up to begin primping after the destruction.
“So…this is what happens when you let the psycho get a hold of weapons in a room, I wonder what they’ll let me do on Suspense, Kat. I mean, I have a LOT of ideas. A LOT of them.
Julietta takes a deep breath, and sits down on the decimated bed, which has taken quite a barbed-wire beating. There’s nothing like destroying a hotel room to make a rockstar-ex-wife feel better.
“Ah…now all I need is a smoke and a drink and this is a no-smoking hotel. I hate this town.”
She gets up, goes to the miniature fridge and pulls out a bottle of Jack Daniel’s and a bottle of coke, some ice, grabs a glass that she didn’t break and pours herself a drink. She takes a sip, smacks her perky lips, adjusts her bra and sits back down, smiling a menacing grin.
“Ah…better. Now, Kat, uh…who the hell are you? I really didn’t find much on you. You’re new to nCw, that’s for sure. Cannon fodder even more so since they uh…granted me permission to bring all my little toys with me to the ring. I mean, I guess I hit it home enough times I LIKE to play dirty, that they give me free reign for once. I mean…the only thing I can see is some “18 titles” mention and you know…they don’t matter now that you’re here, girl. Some good girls, they need to go bad, just like me. And you know what you get when you face someone like me in a ring without rules?”
She looks around, smiling at the destructive work she’s just done.
“Hell, you’ve got no chance in hell this time, girl. Whoever you are, prepare for that beautiful face of yours to be destroyed. Prepare to have my knife take the tip of your nose. I’ll rip out your hair; pluck the eyelashes right off your face. And that’s not even the half of it. There are so many things I have wanted to do to my other opponents, and…well…now I finally can. Oh…there will be so much satisfaction in making you HURT!”
She moans almost as if she’s really enjoying the thought. And in a very sexual way as well. This woman, has serious issues.
“Oh, my little friends, you’ll taste the flesh of one of the most beautiful women on the roster soon. I am so jealous of her, her beauty, her having a decent man to take care of her. Oh…this will be SO MUCH FUN!”
She picks up her weapons, one at a time, and smirks. She picks up the traditional ones first, starting with a steel chair.
“Oh Mr. Chair, do you like the idea of tasting the blood and cracking the skull of this Katherine Brock? Yes, why thank you.”
The insane woman grabs the next weapon, a sledgehammer.
“Ah, Ace’s favorite aside from the gambling tools, would you like to be used too? Yes, why yes, I’ll use you to crack her skull right in.”
Julietta pulls out a new weapon now, something never-before-seen in a wrestling ring, a cat of nine tails with tiny bits of glass tied to the ends of each leather tail.
“Oh…it’s been so long since you last tasted your former lover. But that’s ok, I’m going to do so many good things with you this week. My friend Kat needs her beauty taken down a peg, a very LARGE peg. She’s at the top of the ladder of looks and needs to come to the bottom, with me and the other freaks. She needs to be made ugly, for her to have a stain on her perfect looks that will never come off, and that stain is ME!”
Julietta cradles her weapon in her arms, taking another strong sip of the Jack and Coke, smacking her lips.
“Ah, yes, I need to do so many things to this Katherine. She has nothing but pain and my pleasure to await her. The quiet girl will just have to deal with all of this. Oh, oh yes…oh…”
Julietta begins to moan and roll around on the bed, knocking off weapons like she’s truly enjoying the thought of beating up another woman and taking her looks. She is reacting in such an unfamiliar way to any other woman in the roster to violence, proving once again she’s beyond insane and evil.
“Oh…I feel so GOOD about this. I can’t wait to beat up this girl. Ah…it’s going to be so much fun. I’ve never thought I’d get this kind of chance legally. She’s too pretty, they are ALL too pretty…that’s my new mission, not titles…not pain…but making every last one of them look just as ugly as I do. I need to take all these pretty little things down a peg. Get off their high horse, and come with me, into the darker corners of the slums where the crack whores and beaten girls all reside. There’s nothing for them here, nope…not a single thing. I’m going to hurt them all, and remove their all-too-perfect looks. Yes…yes my weapons, we’ll taste so much blood. We’ll remove so much hair, and flesh. Their perfect breasts will be deflated after the silicone gets a hit from a sledgehammer or chair. Their noses shall be undone from the nose jobs. In the end, they’ll all be just as ugly and hideous as I am. Oh yes…”
Julietta falls off the bed, not drunk, but in so much of a pleasured state she seems not to care. It’s almost as if she’s getting some sort of quasi-sexual thrill out of thinking about causing pain, and making other women as ugly as she is. She stands up, and falls backwards in pleasure against the lamp, and the lights go out, ending the promo.
The sound of a psychotic woman venting her frustrations on a hotel room is very audibly heard.
CRASH!
Again, more sounds of destruction.
BREAK!
She turns on the light, revealing that most of the room is cluttered not only with broken furniture, but with weapons and photographs of her rookie opponent. She looks like she’s ready to destroy everything in her sight path.[/i]
“SUBMIT! YOU MAKE ME SUBMIT! THIS IS NOT OVER EMMA!!!”
Julietta screams at the top of her lungs, before throwing down the sledgehammer she’s used to destroy most of her room. She pulls out her switchblade, looks at the photos of her opponent, Katherine Brock, and opens it up to begin primping after the destruction.
“So…this is what happens when you let the psycho get a hold of weapons in a room, I wonder what they’ll let me do on Suspense, Kat. I mean, I have a LOT of ideas. A LOT of them.
Julietta takes a deep breath, and sits down on the decimated bed, which has taken quite a barbed-wire beating. There’s nothing like destroying a hotel room to make a rockstar-ex-wife feel better.
“Ah…now all I need is a smoke and a drink and this is a no-smoking hotel. I hate this town.”
She gets up, goes to the miniature fridge and pulls out a bottle of Jack Daniel’s and a bottle of coke, some ice, grabs a glass that she didn’t break and pours herself a drink. She takes a sip, smacks her perky lips, adjusts her bra and sits back down, smiling a menacing grin.
“Ah…better. Now, Kat, uh…who the hell are you? I really didn’t find much on you. You’re new to nCw, that’s for sure. Cannon fodder even more so since they uh…granted me permission to bring all my little toys with me to the ring. I mean, I guess I hit it home enough times I LIKE to play dirty, that they give me free reign for once. I mean…the only thing I can see is some “18 titles” mention and you know…they don’t matter now that you’re here, girl. Some good girls, they need to go bad, just like me. And you know what you get when you face someone like me in a ring without rules?”
She looks around, smiling at the destructive work she’s just done.
“Hell, you’ve got no chance in hell this time, girl. Whoever you are, prepare for that beautiful face of yours to be destroyed. Prepare to have my knife take the tip of your nose. I’ll rip out your hair; pluck the eyelashes right off your face. And that’s not even the half of it. There are so many things I have wanted to do to my other opponents, and…well…now I finally can. Oh…there will be so much satisfaction in making you HURT!”
She moans almost as if she’s really enjoying the thought. And in a very sexual way as well. This woman, has serious issues.
“Oh, my little friends, you’ll taste the flesh of one of the most beautiful women on the roster soon. I am so jealous of her, her beauty, her having a decent man to take care of her. Oh…this will be SO MUCH FUN!”
She picks up her weapons, one at a time, and smirks. She picks up the traditional ones first, starting with a steel chair.
“Oh Mr. Chair, do you like the idea of tasting the blood and cracking the skull of this Katherine Brock? Yes, why thank you.”
The insane woman grabs the next weapon, a sledgehammer.
“Ah, Ace’s favorite aside from the gambling tools, would you like to be used too? Yes, why yes, I’ll use you to crack her skull right in.”
Julietta pulls out a new weapon now, something never-before-seen in a wrestling ring, a cat of nine tails with tiny bits of glass tied to the ends of each leather tail.
“Oh…it’s been so long since you last tasted your former lover. But that’s ok, I’m going to do so many good things with you this week. My friend Kat needs her beauty taken down a peg, a very LARGE peg. She’s at the top of the ladder of looks and needs to come to the bottom, with me and the other freaks. She needs to be made ugly, for her to have a stain on her perfect looks that will never come off, and that stain is ME!”
Julietta cradles her weapon in her arms, taking another strong sip of the Jack and Coke, smacking her lips.
“Ah, yes, I need to do so many things to this Katherine. She has nothing but pain and my pleasure to await her. The quiet girl will just have to deal with all of this. Oh, oh yes…oh…”
Julietta begins to moan and roll around on the bed, knocking off weapons like she’s truly enjoying the thought of beating up another woman and taking her looks. She is reacting in such an unfamiliar way to any other woman in the roster to violence, proving once again she’s beyond insane and evil.
“Oh…I feel so GOOD about this. I can’t wait to beat up this girl. Ah…it’s going to be so much fun. I’ve never thought I’d get this kind of chance legally. She’s too pretty, they are ALL too pretty…that’s my new mission, not titles…not pain…but making every last one of them look just as ugly as I do. I need to take all these pretty little things down a peg. Get off their high horse, and come with me, into the darker corners of the slums where the crack whores and beaten girls all reside. There’s nothing for them here, nope…not a single thing. I’m going to hurt them all, and remove their all-too-perfect looks. Yes…yes my weapons, we’ll taste so much blood. We’ll remove so much hair, and flesh. Their perfect breasts will be deflated after the silicone gets a hit from a sledgehammer or chair. Their noses shall be undone from the nose jobs. In the end, they’ll all be just as ugly and hideous as I am. Oh yes…”
Julietta falls off the bed, not drunk, but in so much of a pleasured state she seems not to care. It’s almost as if she’s getting some sort of quasi-sexual thrill out of thinking about causing pain, and making other women as ugly as she is. She stands up, and falls backwards in pleasure against the lamp, and the lights go out, ending the promo.