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Post by bi on Jul 22, 2007 21:43:21 GMT -5
Only mere moments after Heather managed to defeat Lisette, Bianca comes out to the stage. With mic in tow, she addresses the crowd and her old nemesis in typical Dianaco style.
Isn't this just precious. Such a hard fought match. Such competition. Such sportsmanship. It's so so nice that it SICKENS ME. But what sickens me even MORE is the idea of YOU being Diamond Champion. The over privileged beauty queen. The luckiest woman alive. Oh, you didn't think you were rid of me, did you? Come now darling, you should know better then that. I've been biding my time. Waiting for the moment to make my move, and that moment...is NOW. Tonight, I'm making it OFFICIAL. I challenge YOU at Independence Day, a rather STUPID name for a holiday I might add. The time has come that SOMEONE end that little streak of luck you've been riding. And I think it's only fitting for it to be ME.
Bianca had managed to once again steal the thunder of Heather, as well as the new girl, Lisette. With her sly smile from ear to ear, she awaits her response.
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Post by heat on Jul 22, 2007 21:53:39 GMT -5
Heather had just helped Lisette off the mat as Bianca entered and made her comments. With a hateful scowl on her face, she listens as Bianca spews her venom. Heather motions to a stage hand to bring her a mic, ready to respond.
1st and foremost, if History Class back in High School served me right, We Americans celebrate Independence Day in memory of GAINING independence from you BRITS. Yea, that's right. A National Holiday celebrating the fact that we KICKED YOUR...*eh hem*...ARSES. And here's some more history for you. In 3 tries you attempted to beat me in the past. And in ALL 3 you failed. Now all of a sudden that you've gained a bit more experience and got a few more wins under your belt, you decide you wanna come after me? Or was that your plan all along? You could have just as easily challenged Ashley Or Angel. But it's your OBSESSION with beating me that made you wait until I was champ to come get you some? You're nuttier then a fruitcake, Bianca. But even if that's the case, I don't back down from a challenge, much less one from YOU. You want another helping of your ASS on a platter, you've GOT ONE. There's no chance on god's green earth I'm gonna let YOU take the Diamond Title off me.
Heather lowers her mic and waits for Bianca's reply.
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Post by bi on Jul 22, 2007 22:05:04 GMT -5
Heather's answer was just what she had hoped to hear. She smiles evilly as she raises her mic to respond.
I'd expect nothing less from you. But that of course leaves your new friend in the ring. It seems she just didn't have what it takes to be your better tonight. I wouldn't want her to feel left out as well, So I decided to call up another play friend to keep her...and YOU company.
Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh SARA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Post by havik on Jul 22, 2007 22:28:07 GMT -5
An unfamiliar music begins to play over the PA, "Whore" by Kittie. To the stage comes an attractive, muscular young woman dressed in a black tube top, jeans, comboy boots and a black skull cap covering her long, dark brown hair.
Buzz: M...Mike...That's...THAT'S SARA STEELE!!! SARA FREAKING STEELE!!! She came up from the same camp that produced Ashley Diamond!!! I've heard about this chick, she's BAD NEWS!!! I mean Bad as in Bianca AND Michelle COMBINED!!! And she's HERE in XWA now!!!
Roach: I know who she is, Buzz. And I know the fact that she's standing side by side with Bianca just made things that more unsafe to be a Diamond.
As her music dies down, She receives the mic from Bianca and speaks for the first time in XWA.
I'll be honest with you. I don't like EITHER of you. On one hand we have the princess. The girl following her "family's footsteps". BLAH BLAH BLAH! You're good, sure. You're champ, I'll give you that. But The Queen of Wrestling? I think NOT!!! You see, all the tramps you mopped the floor with to this point are sorry ass excuses for wrestlers. Of COURSE you dominate, when you're only comp has been second rate bitches to this point. Yea, wear that as a badge of honor why dont'cha.
And then we have the latin girl. The beauty queen turned wrestler. YOU chicks piss me off the MOST. I've been wrestling since I was 12 years old, just like blondy over there. I haven't got freebees for being the pretty one. I've got where I got by BEATING CHICKS ASSES just like YOURS. And beating MENS asses as well. I look at you and it makes me SICK! So I think I'm going to enjoy making life a living hell for you. That pretty ass belongs to ME at Independence Day, "chica".
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Post by lis on Jul 22, 2007 22:37:26 GMT -5
Lis grabs the mic from Heather and answers Sara back.
Escucha encima de ti la perra ascendente musculosa. Si piensas para la una maldición uniforme en segundo lugar que me suponen estar asustado del DIQUE como, tu eres fuera de ti mente maldita del dios. ¡Voy a lamer tu asno a partir de un extremo de este anillo maldito al siguiente!!!
Translation, GRINGO. I'm gonna kick your damn ASS! You're gonna see just how UGLY this beauty queen can get, PERRA!!!Her fiesty temper getting the better of her, Lis hops up on the second rope as she awaits there reply. (Note: Perra=Bitch. Use a translator to figure out the top part)  |
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Post by heat on Jul 22, 2007 22:41:16 GMT -5
Heather had went and grab another mic. Knowing spanish herself, she can't help but laugh at Lisette going off on Sara Steele. After Lis finishes, Heather adds...
She called you a dyke.
Heather shakes her head, giggling a bit as they await a response.
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Post by havik on Jul 22, 2007 22:45:11 GMT -5
It could be visably seen that Sara was pissed after that last comment. She replies.
Oh, you think that's cute, huh? Mouthin' off in spanish. Ya' think that makes you tough? Or is it the rice and beans that does it, Chica. The only ass getting kicked is YOURS!!!But since you wanna be lil' mis tough girl, why wait? How about I come on down to the ring and beat snot outta your ass here and NOW!!!
Sara slams down the mic, and begins her approach to the ring.
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Post by lis on Jul 22, 2007 22:47:19 GMT -5
You wont even need to come that far!
Lis tosses her mic in the air and hops out of the ring to meet Sara halfway...
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Post by heat on Jul 22, 2007 22:51:50 GMT -5
Heather hurries out of the ring behind her. She steps in front of Lisette and implores her to be tactful. This wasn't the time or the place to do this.
Cool your jets, Lisette. Not here, and not now. We'll take them on, on OUR terms. Bot theres. Trust me on this. Just back down for now. You'll get a peice of her soon enough.
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Post by lis on Jul 22, 2007 22:58:08 GMT -5
As much as she wanted to stall off on Steele, Lis knew Heather had a point. She doesn't try to get pass her. But her eyes never lose focus on Sara. Off mic she could be heard shouting at hear.
You're LUCKY, Perra! You're ass is MINES! Just wait and see!
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Post by havik on Jul 22, 2007 23:01:36 GMT -5
Sara stops herself seeing that Heather stopped Lisette from advancing. She begins to back up slowly with a smirk on her face. She points in the direction of Lisette.
You're YELLOW!!! Blondy won't save you come Independence Day.
She backs up alongside of Bianca, who stands with a satisfied look on her face.
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Post by bi on Jul 22, 2007 23:04:51 GMT -5
Bianca raises her mic to say her final words.
I guess we'll see you "ladies" at Independence Day. Sara, we're OUT OF HERE.
Bianca's music hits the PA, and the two woman take there leave of the arena.
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Post by heat on Jul 22, 2007 23:07:11 GMT -5
Heather gives Lisette a few words of advice off Mic as the other women leave. The scene then goes to the next segment.
End
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