Post by mari on Mar 11, 2009 15:16:50 GMT -5
...MayheM returned from a commercial break and the clown faced villain, Mari O'Nette, was already in the ring. Her theme music was dying down and she already had a microphone in her hand. She was ready for business. She waved her free hand at the audience, who were giving Mari an overwhelming amount of negative response. She lifted the microphone up to her lips and said....
"Yeah, yeah, yeah... Booooooooooo! I hear ya! I hear ya!"
Mari stopped with a disgusted look on her face. She shook her head and continued...
"GAH! You would think this city would have some brains. Can't seem to take a hint when someone doesn't want to hear it?"
The fans continue to boo Mari loudly. She just lifted the microphone up to her lips again and decided to get on with business.
"Yeah. I know. I lost. Blondie got lucky. Blondie just happened to get the victory. Big whoop. Well guess what? I guess someone must've wet themselves during that match or fears for their lives... Cause I guess SOMEBODY just HAD to make the jump to the other show. That's right. Blondie and the Brat are over on the loser show. Guess they didn't want any more. I know that I lost. So what? You see that I'm here and they both ran away over there. So....... I'm going to need a new playmate for the night. So who's it going to be? Hmmmmm?"
She turns her attention to the stage.
"Who's going to be my new play thing for the night? Any takers? Or do I have to come back there and drag someone on out here?"
She lowered the microphone and placed her free hand on her hip. Waiting for someone to answer the challenge she had laid out.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah... Booooooooooo! I hear ya! I hear ya!"
Mari stopped with a disgusted look on her face. She shook her head and continued...
"GAH! You would think this city would have some brains. Can't seem to take a hint when someone doesn't want to hear it?"
The fans continue to boo Mari loudly. She just lifted the microphone up to her lips again and decided to get on with business.
"Yeah. I know. I lost. Blondie got lucky. Blondie just happened to get the victory. Big whoop. Well guess what? I guess someone must've wet themselves during that match or fears for their lives... Cause I guess SOMEBODY just HAD to make the jump to the other show. That's right. Blondie and the Brat are over on the loser show. Guess they didn't want any more. I know that I lost. So what? You see that I'm here and they both ran away over there. So....... I'm going to need a new playmate for the night. So who's it going to be? Hmmmmm?"
She turns her attention to the stage.
"Who's going to be my new play thing for the night? Any takers? Or do I have to come back there and drag someone on out here?"
She lowered the microphone and placed her free hand on her hip. Waiting for someone to answer the challenge she had laid out.