Post by DARKSIDE on Nov 23, 2013 18:43:50 GMT -6
Angel is shown a bit later in the night. She is storming down the hall with a pissed expression on her face. As she passes the camera man, she grabs him by the arm and spins him around. She gets her face right in the camera and orders the man behind it to follow her. Angel pulls the camera man along behind her to make sure he follows. Angel is heard muttering under her breath as she stomps along down the corridor where she happens upon a woman with a microphone getting ready to do a backstage interview. Angel steps right up in the woman's face, snatches the mic out of her hand and runs the poor girl off with a rabid, teeth-baring snarl!
Angel points down in front of her, and motions for the camera man to stand in front of her. Once on camera, broadcasting out on the giant screen in the arena, Angel raises her mic....
Is that right? HUH?? Is that....right? T-N-A, you two "little girls" have been given the ability to roam within MY domain in freedom. But now, all that has changed. You need to learn to know your surroundings before you open your big mouths. You need to keep your little secrets and ridiculous insults to yourselves. Yeah, that's right. I heard what you said backstage tonight. I heard every word....and now, you are both on my list! Girls, you're just two more ill informed little bags of wind who aren't going to know their places here unless someone puts them in it. I.....will take care of THAT for you. Maybe then, you will learn to respect me for what I can do instead of cracking jokes about the way I look.
Bottom line, ladies....you just earned a bunch of bruises on your pretty pink asses, courtesy of yours truly!
But, why should I hog all the fun for myself? I'm sure there's someone else who might want a bite or two of some B-Grade bitch meat. Soooooo....I'm on my way out to the ring RIGHT NOW. I am sending a friendly invitation out to one....VIOLET RAYNE to join with me for one night and be my tag partner against those two asinine, Marshmallow Peep looking, disrespectful little pigs who call themselves T-N-A!
Angel throws her mic to the floor as she stomps out of camera view with a scowl. Within moments, her entrance music is heard playing out in the arena and the crowd cheers as she makes her way down to the ring to await whatever response may be coming.
Angel points down in front of her, and motions for the camera man to stand in front of her. Once on camera, broadcasting out on the giant screen in the arena, Angel raises her mic....
Is that right? HUH?? Is that....right? T-N-A, you two "little girls" have been given the ability to roam within MY domain in freedom. But now, all that has changed. You need to learn to know your surroundings before you open your big mouths. You need to keep your little secrets and ridiculous insults to yourselves. Yeah, that's right. I heard what you said backstage tonight. I heard every word....and now, you are both on my list! Girls, you're just two more ill informed little bags of wind who aren't going to know their places here unless someone puts them in it. I.....will take care of THAT for you. Maybe then, you will learn to respect me for what I can do instead of cracking jokes about the way I look.
Bottom line, ladies....you just earned a bunch of bruises on your pretty pink asses, courtesy of yours truly!
But, why should I hog all the fun for myself? I'm sure there's someone else who might want a bite or two of some B-Grade bitch meat. Soooooo....I'm on my way out to the ring RIGHT NOW. I am sending a friendly invitation out to one....VIOLET RAYNE to join with me for one night and be my tag partner against those two asinine, Marshmallow Peep looking, disrespectful little pigs who call themselves T-N-A!
Angel throws her mic to the floor as she stomps out of camera view with a scowl. Within moments, her entrance music is heard playing out in the arena and the crowd cheers as she makes her way down to the ring to await whatever response may be coming.