Post by Nattie Roxx on May 22, 2009 22:03:43 GMT -5
"Ever since Pokemon Platinum came out Nintendo has taunted me." Nattie begins, standing in the middle of the ring, everything dark, except for the spotlight on her. She was wearing her "Team Jacob" t-shirt, and was wearing nothing but purple and black. Even spending the time to stay out of the spring sun for the last two weeks so she could appear more pale then usual. Yes, it was totally possible for someone of Hispanic and Native American decent to look pale. Watch Twilight, and you'll see. "Sending me newsletters. E-mails. Giving me links to Pokemon.com. Asking if I'm going to attend the mega event in order to get Darkrai into my Pokemon Platinum game. But alas. I had to click 'no.' WHY? WHY?"
She holds up a hand and points at the tron area. Which was now showing backstage footage of a backstage camera, showing what was happening just a month before. At first, it looks like your normal, empty locker room. But then Tosso...complete in spy-gear and Mission Impossible theme, comes into the scene and forcefully opens a bright blue locker which read "Nattie Roxx" on the front, and stole a Toys R' Us bag. The video then pauses. "Finally. The truth. You see...Michelle Tosso REALLY WAS THE ONE THAT STOLE MY AMERICAN COPY OF POKEMON PLATINUM!"
DUN! DUN! DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUN!!!
"And luck hasn't been in my favor as of late since then. I've had three maybe four matches within the last month, and I've lost all but one. I guess you can say I've been distracted. I guess you can say I haven't been completely on my game. I GUESS YOU CAN SAY TOSSO HAS BEEN ON MY MIND." She stops herself, and gives the camera a smile, her hair looking a little messed up then the usual. "Yes, I bought another copy. But it did not compensate. It wasn't the original copy that I stood in line for. It wasn't the original copy I stole from some crying little ten year old who couldn't reach the top shelf. It wasn't the copy I took cutsies in line in front of some pregnant mother for. It just wasn't THE SAME." She places her forearm on her eyes, and wipes tears away, the wetness causing her make-up to mess up a little. Taking a few deep breathes, and after a couple lip curls, she finally brings the microphone back to her lips. "So. Tonight. Tonight is redemption! Tonight, I kill Michelle Tosso! Tonight Michelle Tosso is the one can't reach that top shelf as I get myself a small step ladder and take that final ticket! Because she's stupid, and doesn't know how to work step ladders. Plus she's short. Pre-pubescent. Cannot put on make-up correctly. And has a dreadful color sense."
She holds up a hand and points at the tron area. Which was now showing backstage footage of a backstage camera, showing what was happening just a month before. At first, it looks like your normal, empty locker room. But then Tosso...complete in spy-gear and Mission Impossible theme, comes into the scene and forcefully opens a bright blue locker which read "Nattie Roxx" on the front, and stole a Toys R' Us bag. The video then pauses. "Finally. The truth. You see...Michelle Tosso REALLY WAS THE ONE THAT STOLE MY AMERICAN COPY OF POKEMON PLATINUM!"
DUN! DUN! DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUN!!!
"And luck hasn't been in my favor as of late since then. I've had three maybe four matches within the last month, and I've lost all but one. I guess you can say I've been distracted. I guess you can say I haven't been completely on my game. I GUESS YOU CAN SAY TOSSO HAS BEEN ON MY MIND." She stops herself, and gives the camera a smile, her hair looking a little messed up then the usual. "Yes, I bought another copy. But it did not compensate. It wasn't the original copy that I stood in line for. It wasn't the original copy I stole from some crying little ten year old who couldn't reach the top shelf. It wasn't the copy I took cutsies in line in front of some pregnant mother for. It just wasn't THE SAME." She places her forearm on her eyes, and wipes tears away, the wetness causing her make-up to mess up a little. Taking a few deep breathes, and after a couple lip curls, she finally brings the microphone back to her lips. "So. Tonight. Tonight is redemption! Tonight, I kill Michelle Tosso! Tonight Michelle Tosso is the one can't reach that top shelf as I get myself a small step ladder and take that final ticket! Because she's stupid, and doesn't know how to work step ladders. Plus she's short. Pre-pubescent. Cannot put on make-up correctly. And has a dreadful color sense."