Post by Violet Rayne on May 29, 2010 5:46:50 GMT -6
Violet Rayne sat backstage for her traditional post match interview. Win, lose or heavily medicated? She never missed her contractual obligations to Mr. Johnson and his money parade. The Maui Gold pit crew had a little spring back in their step this week. Violet even got a towel before the questions hit.
"Tonight? It's always good to team up with Terra of the Planet Triple X. We got the same kind of wiring, right? Put some clothes on get ready for the serious vio-dance. I mean seriously, have you ever been DDT'd in a bikini? Flopping the naughty bits all around the Northwest Passage like it's mating season, or something."
Violet took a quick drink and listened.
"A nudist? Really? That's totally temple Druid. Well, what ever their religion it was a classic match up right: Blue vs. the shades of the violet. I think that blond messed up their resolution big time. Color coordination is not to be taken lightly out there."
Violet listened again and smirked sharply.
"The new Ms. Johnson? She baking pies in three dimensions as far as I can tell. She's the Cosmonaut GM. She's a manager. She the seeing eye freak for that brother of hers. It doesn't bother me as long as it doesn't cost me, right? Besides she's got the entire Mime Death Army 2010 to deal with, while my goal is the same."
Violet looked over to question man.
"The title? Aren't you paying attention? There's nothing changed between the zero and the three Monique has got me buried under. I've got to turn this mess around from the crush zone and I've got one more shot to do it. One little blast of momentum in my engine and she comes tumbling down to the big human. I'm singing my favorite song."
Violet Rayne ended her interview on the first note.
"Tonight? It's always good to team up with Terra of the Planet Triple X. We got the same kind of wiring, right? Put some clothes on get ready for the serious vio-dance. I mean seriously, have you ever been DDT'd in a bikini? Flopping the naughty bits all around the Northwest Passage like it's mating season, or something."
Violet took a quick drink and listened.
"A nudist? Really? That's totally temple Druid. Well, what ever their religion it was a classic match up right: Blue vs. the shades of the violet. I think that blond messed up their resolution big time. Color coordination is not to be taken lightly out there."
Violet listened again and smirked sharply.
"The new Ms. Johnson? She baking pies in three dimensions as far as I can tell. She's the Cosmonaut GM. She's a manager. She the seeing eye freak for that brother of hers. It doesn't bother me as long as it doesn't cost me, right? Besides she's got the entire Mime Death Army 2010 to deal with, while my goal is the same."
Violet looked over to question man.
"The title? Aren't you paying attention? There's nothing changed between the zero and the three Monique has got me buried under. I've got to turn this mess around from the crush zone and I've got one more shot to do it. One little blast of momentum in my engine and she comes tumbling down to the big human. I'm singing my favorite song."
Violet Rayne ended her interview on the first note.