Post by DARKSIDE on May 15, 2009 1:03:34 GMT -5
The arena goes pitch dark and then, the blackness is ripped to shreds as the stage erupts in a hellish pyro display. "Mistress of Pain" blasts through the sound system as Angel struts out onto the stage. She walks down the ramp, swaying her hips and sporting a devilish grin all the way as she lovingly caresses the championship belt draped over her shoulder. She seems very confident and pleased with herself. Angel poses seductively at the ring apron before sliding her slender frame in under the bottom rope. She springs to her feet and positions herself in the center of the ring. She grabs her title belt with both hands and raises it high above her head as bursts of red flame ignite from the four ringposts.
The ringside attendant holds up a mic and Angel strolls over to the edge of the ring. She takes the mic and gives the attendant a cute wink and a smile that makes him blush and smile back. Angel then climbs one of the turnbuckles, straddles it and sits atop it like a perch. She tosses her long hair back and lifts her mic up as she licks her lips, preparing to address the crowd.....
Angel opens her mouth to talk, but the crowd is still going wild, cheering her name....whistilng.....chanting and screaming as loud as possible. All she can do is lower the mic and take a moment to look around, smiling and hold her hands over her chest as she blushes with honor at the love being shown toward her. She laughs a little and motions to the crowd to "chill out" so she can speak. Finally, the crowd settles enough and she raises the mic once again....
Well! I love you, too![/b]
The crowd goes crazy again and Angel just drops her head and smiles from ear to ear....
This....was completely unexpected. I'm honored you all love your mistress so much. My fans are the greatest fans in the world because they truly know greatness when they see it. **giggle**
Funny thing...you don't seem to cheer like that when, say....Misfitt is out here. What's wrong with her, my babies? Doesn't she deserve the same love and respect? I guess the answer is clear is if saw the humiliating lesson Faith and I taught her last night at Collision! Hahahahahahahaaaaaaa.......Ohhhhhhhh, that was such a classic!
Faith let me pin her just to make it all look legit, but we so totally punked her out. She thought she was in a title match, but the "big boys" in charge booked it as a non-title contest. Guess my little "suggestion" to them really made an impression. Hahahahaa........... Not only that, but since she lost, her contendership just got flushed like a used tampon! BAHWWHOOOOOOSSSHHH!!!! Buh-bye!! All gone!! Sucks to be YOU! Looks like she'll have to just learn her place after all and take a seat at the bottom of the food chain for a while.
Naturally, she'll have to waste all of our time and come out here...bitching and moaning and PMSing about her loss last night. We're all on the edge of our seats for that....just so we can get up that much faster and head off to the bathroom while she's out here lamenting her own suckiness!
Sorry, sweetheart! We really don't need to hear it any more. You're done, hun! It's all OVER for you. I know it's not the kind of "screwing" you were hoping to get, but that's life. I wouldn't waste my saliva on a piece of gutter slime like you anyway! Pfft!
You can take it up with the management if you want, but, well....I gave that place a whole new definition of "head" office....if you know what I mean. **giggle giggle** I doubt they'll give you the time of day, baby.
They all know....just like everyone out here knows....it doesn't get any BETTER....than THIS![/b]
Angel hops down from the turnbuckle and begins to gyrate and perform a very sexy dance as her body shines with sweat under the hot lights. Until............
Misiftt's music suddenly interrupts Angel's little exhibition, and the scorned Diva marches out onto the stage, mic in hand and obviously pissed off.............
The ringside attendant holds up a mic and Angel strolls over to the edge of the ring. She takes the mic and gives the attendant a cute wink and a smile that makes him blush and smile back. Angel then climbs one of the turnbuckles, straddles it and sits atop it like a perch. She tosses her long hair back and lifts her mic up as she licks her lips, preparing to address the crowd.....
Angel opens her mouth to talk, but the crowd is still going wild, cheering her name....whistilng.....chanting and screaming as loud as possible. All she can do is lower the mic and take a moment to look around, smiling and hold her hands over her chest as she blushes with honor at the love being shown toward her. She laughs a little and motions to the crowd to "chill out" so she can speak. Finally, the crowd settles enough and she raises the mic once again....
Well! I love you, too![/b]
The crowd goes crazy again and Angel just drops her head and smiles from ear to ear....
This....was completely unexpected. I'm honored you all love your mistress so much. My fans are the greatest fans in the world because they truly know greatness when they see it. **giggle**
Funny thing...you don't seem to cheer like that when, say....Misfitt is out here. What's wrong with her, my babies? Doesn't she deserve the same love and respect? I guess the answer is clear is if saw the humiliating lesson Faith and I taught her last night at Collision! Hahahahahahahaaaaaaa.......Ohhhhhhhh, that was such a classic!
Faith let me pin her just to make it all look legit, but we so totally punked her out. She thought she was in a title match, but the "big boys" in charge booked it as a non-title contest. Guess my little "suggestion" to them really made an impression. Hahahahaa........... Not only that, but since she lost, her contendership just got flushed like a used tampon! BAHWWHOOOOOOSSSHHH!!!! Buh-bye!! All gone!! Sucks to be YOU! Looks like she'll have to just learn her place after all and take a seat at the bottom of the food chain for a while.
Naturally, she'll have to waste all of our time and come out here...bitching and moaning and PMSing about her loss last night. We're all on the edge of our seats for that....just so we can get up that much faster and head off to the bathroom while she's out here lamenting her own suckiness!
Sorry, sweetheart! We really don't need to hear it any more. You're done, hun! It's all OVER for you. I know it's not the kind of "screwing" you were hoping to get, but that's life. I wouldn't waste my saliva on a piece of gutter slime like you anyway! Pfft!
You can take it up with the management if you want, but, well....I gave that place a whole new definition of "head" office....if you know what I mean. **giggle giggle** I doubt they'll give you the time of day, baby.
They all know....just like everyone out here knows....it doesn't get any BETTER....than THIS![/b]
Angel hops down from the turnbuckle and begins to gyrate and perform a very sexy dance as her body shines with sweat under the hot lights. Until............
Misiftt's music suddenly interrupts Angel's little exhibition, and the scorned Diva marches out onto the stage, mic in hand and obviously pissed off.............
