Post by ♡☈ɑ√əη on Mar 25, 2015 15:29:18 GMT -5
The scene opens up to Raven.. having just been informed of her opponent for the upcoming Primetime, all she could do at the moment was lean over and start giggling.
Rae finally lifts up with her hand covering her Cheshire grin as her giggling began to fade away. She, of course, wouldn’t take this person lightly seeing as she was a former champion, but given the current situation of what happened a couple days ago and a match to come up in the future, Rae found it just a tab bit funny.
“Seriously? Her of all people? Oh, this is gold. Right after I had to lay hands on Morgan, and just a couple weeks before I knock Marisol down to size, I get to swing my boot upside Tia’s head for a chance to be able to swat all three of those horseflies. The booking on this couldn’t be anymore perfect. While Tia’s been the more quiet of the group, she’s not exempt to getting fire tied to that ass with the quickness-”
Rae snaps her fingers with a smirk on her face
“-Just like that. And if Marisol knows any better, she won’t interfere in the match. No, I know she won’t interfere. She lives by this Captain America creed that’s only gotten worse over the years. It’s made her a bit soft & squishy. She just doesn’t has what it takes anymore. It’s sad - yet cute - to see her want to try though. To see her wanting to rip my title away from me and ‘restart’ the division. News flash, this title will continue to sit on my shoulder no matter how hard you don’t want it to. You can dream, wish and get mad all you want. And this Queen of Queens tournament? While it’s flattering that Mary named it after Moi, the winner will only walk away with that moniker. But this?”
Raven tapped the title while slowly shaking her head side-to-side
“Nu-uh. I did whatever it took to win this, I did whatever it took to keep this and I’ll damn sure do whatever it takes to hold on to it. As the new girls will learn that, Marisol, you should prepare yourself to be a part of it.”
Rae finally lifts up with her hand covering her Cheshire grin as her giggling began to fade away. She, of course, wouldn’t take this person lightly seeing as she was a former champion, but given the current situation of what happened a couple days ago and a match to come up in the future, Rae found it just a tab bit funny.
“Seriously? Her of all people? Oh, this is gold. Right after I had to lay hands on Morgan, and just a couple weeks before I knock Marisol down to size, I get to swing my boot upside Tia’s head for a chance to be able to swat all three of those horseflies. The booking on this couldn’t be anymore perfect. While Tia’s been the more quiet of the group, she’s not exempt to getting fire tied to that ass with the quickness-”
Rae snaps her fingers with a smirk on her face
“-Just like that. And if Marisol knows any better, she won’t interfere in the match. No, I know she won’t interfere. She lives by this Captain America creed that’s only gotten worse over the years. It’s made her a bit soft & squishy. She just doesn’t has what it takes anymore. It’s sad - yet cute - to see her want to try though. To see her wanting to rip my title away from me and ‘restart’ the division. News flash, this title will continue to sit on my shoulder no matter how hard you don’t want it to. You can dream, wish and get mad all you want. And this Queen of Queens tournament? While it’s flattering that Mary named it after Moi, the winner will only walk away with that moniker. But this?”
Raven tapped the title while slowly shaking her head side-to-side
“Nu-uh. I did whatever it took to win this, I did whatever it took to keep this and I’ll damn sure do whatever it takes to hold on to it. As the new girls will learn that, Marisol, you should prepare yourself to be a part of it.”
Raven stood up, looking at her reflection in the Vixen Champion a she tousled her hair. Looking up at the camera again, she held the title at waist level, extending her free arm out, bowing to the public through the lens. Flipping her hair on the rise up, she adjusted the title on her shoulder and strutted off as the scene faded to black.
