Post by Samuel on Jan 27, 2016 9:05:28 GMT -5
After sitting in a makeup chair for what seemed like a hour but was really about 30 minutes, a bored Maryse does what any sexy woman does and opened her purse and began the struggle known as looking for your cell phone. A few minutes later the familiar sound of a pleased sigh escapes her lips and she swipes right on the phone and opens the camera and snaps a selfie.
Maryse stares down at her cell phone with a smirk on her face. She points down at the screen and the tip of her French manicured fingernail catches the light and gives off a twinkle as she lets out a laugh that when heard is clearly mocking whatever her gaze is focused on. She swipes left on the phone like it is a Tinder profile and her brow raises and she stares at the screen and pulls it close to her eyes desperately searching for something in the photo. A puzzled look begins to take over and she clicks her tongue and her jaw twists with a disgusted attitude. She grows bored with the image and begins making duck lips in the mirror in front of her while turning to examine her body. Out of all the Vixens she had THE snatched waist, enhanced chest and the hair that she bought that moved with no fan or wind in sight. She knew she had one thing the other girls did not possess and that was the ability to be naturally sexy without trying. As she stared at the image it screamed sex appeal and what man or woman could resist. "The Sexiest of Sexy" was on a rocket that had a final destination of Planet Sexy. Her gaze in the mirror is drawn to the ugliest sight she had seen in the last two minutes...someone other than her in the mirror standing behind her. She rolls her eyes and shifts her weight as she cocks her hip with attitude. Sure he had a polo on with the GZWA logo but this disgusting man with his greasy fat sausage fingers was about to tap her on the shoulder. The only thing she could compare this to would be to fly over the top rope during a battle royal and the crowd cheering signaling the end of her television appearance for the evening. No one should have to go through life without the maximum time permitted to gaze at and admire her.
She turns and slaps his hand away and shudders as her face contorts to a look that would make Regina George run to the street and head towards an oncoming school bus. The cameraman was used to these looks from "her type" but it did not lessen his shame so he drops his head and his manhood and gazes at the floor. Maryse purses her lips in anger and crosses her arms and begins impatiently tapping her foot. If he wasn't so fat and already breathing heavily from his literal ten step walk he would have begun nervously taking short breaths. He lets out a nervous poot that begins in a high pitched squeak and grows to a loud clapping rumble. An appalled Maryse slaps him across the face and storms off the set. The segment producer sees the Vixen of the hour storming off the set and her gaze focuses on Little Mac's trainer come to life and she shakes her head. Her focus just shifted from shooting a good segment to making a Vixen stop acting like a Diva. It was evident because as she got closer to the hallway where Maryse was currently pacing and screaming at her husband as if he was somehow responsible but doing what men do best he somehow found a way to aggravate her more. The producer could hear the level of shrill sounds rising in octave by the second. She steps up and grabs his shoulder and motions towards the exit that he was secretly dreaming of.
Maryse: Who in the hell does he think he is? I did NOT come here for this today. They send that disgusting pasty and clammy version of Shrek to the set and he has the nerve to want to touch me? Then he literally *beeped* himself in my presence!?!
Knowing now was not the time, the producer stood in silence because eventually the French Canadian bombshell would grow tired of screaming to or at no one but herself. Eventually Maryse notices that no one is there to take the bait and stops pacing and leans against the wall raising her right foot off the floor and resting her red bottomed shoe on the wall. She stares at the woman and instantly comes to the conclusion that this woman with dark circles under her eyes and a tired yet kind demeanor was not a threat of any kind.
You! You fix this or I walk off and you rob the GZWA..no the world of the greatest thing they will see before this years Riot Control opening match. You will have to explain to Xion, is this what you want from life?
Actually the producer wanted to do what every other woman that had half a brain wanted to do and slap the arrogance out of this empty beautiful shell. Still ,sex sells and when the sex is coming from Maryse the fans will buy. She did not want to explain why there was a wasted segment that was on company dime that did not happen. So she does what most of the same women do in her position and smiles and swallows her anger and responds sweetly while forcing a fake smile. Besides she had hung up her purple boots a long time ago, these days her job was to film the women who had behaved like she did many years ago.
Lisa: Yes Maryse, I would have to explain and no that is not what I want in my life at this moment. Please forgive me besides I have something for you.
Sometimes having the upper hand was not enough for Maryse and she felt compelled to bury women she considered weak whether they were or not. Today however was not that day, it was risky to cross this particular woman the wrong way because she was a legend in her own right and there was no way the Chairman would allow her to be disrespected period. Maryse mockingly clutches her chest and let's out a fake surprised gasp before laughing and beginning her walk back to the set. Lisa rolls her eyes and adjusts her purple scarf tied around her neck and follows behind her. The hair and makeup team instantly swarm Maryse and get her camera ready. Lisa passes and points at a light that Maryse demands is only to be used on her during filming because she said it is the only one that comes close to the lighting required to make the people at home see just how beautiful she was. Maryse claps twice and just like that the make-up team scatters. She signals she's ready and Lisa nods and yells...
ACTION!
One of the things that every GZWA Vixen should do is give back to those that are less fortunate. It shows your inner beauty and unless you are me that is the only real beauty you will see from the current roster of GZWA Vixens. But who decides the right time when you are constantly traveling and the Riot Control PPV is right around the corner? I will tell you, you start close to home and begin to clean up the environment one ugly person at a time. I mean I am currently doing just that and I want to share that with you. Did you see that I am opening the PPV? I know your night just got a lot sexier...you're welcome! Ah ha ha.
Maryse lets out a playful giggle before throwing up her signature hand gesture with her fingers extended toward the camera but usually the face of a person.
Take the women that are my "competition" I mean what is sexy about this?
A picture shows up on the green screen behind Maryse and she moves out of the way so the fans can take it all in.
Maryse looks at the picture and tilts her head while widening her eyes in horror. She shakes her head and points at the picture.
I mean...REALLY. Why am I expected to wrestle Jacqueline from the 1998 circuit during my return to greatness? I am blond but I am not Sable and I can actually wrestle...seriously the Attitude Era is over so let it die girly.
Maryse looks back at the camera and shudders.
How am I supposed to bring sexy to your world when I am wrestling Cookie Lyon before prison? This will simply not do, I won't stand for it! Did..Git..z...Digits? I hope I said it right, I tried to Google you but there was not much to find. Sadly there will be only two sentences in your future Wiki page: 1. Tossed over the top rope early in the match. 2. Lost to Maryse at 2016 Riot Control. I mean in that outfit, you really want it to stop there no?
Maryse raises her eyebrows and shrugs in a coy manner.
Next we have...well...umm just look.
The photo changes and Maryse strikes a fake thinking pose.
She turns and looks at Lisa and points with an excited smile.
You know Ivory I think this is the top you wore to SmackDown once got your butt kicked and never wore it again. You had those hideous red and purple velvet...things on. Remember?
The camera shows an annoyed Lisa who shifts in her seat and glares at the cameraman that had the audacity to switch to her before camera one flashes back to Maryse who is laughing heartily.
It looks like Ivory's clothes but with Jazz's face...eww! This knockout combination is brought to you by none other than Milani Chilombo-Leone. Girl I know you dreamed of tossing around little blonds but Trish Stratus has brown hair now so licking your chops at a woman who represents some of most attention you ever had minus the times you spent comparing "manhood" with Chyna backstage. Wait are we allowed to mention Chyna's name? I thought she was completely erased from history of wrestling...
Maryse looks at Lisa who shrugs and motions for Maryse to keep going.
Hideous! Yeah...top rope, throw, eliminated...away with you.
Maryse dusts off her hands and pretends to blow off invisible dust.
Oh look it's the rest of your career.
The screen simulates dust flying and then pulls up the next picture.
Is this a joke? Where is the fashion police, because this screams who wore it better. I had that dress on four years ago! Thanks for another sold out item on my eBay page though. Click the link on your screens or watch this again when you get home and go buy something. All proceeds go to making the world a sexier place one Vixen at a time.
Maryse's eBay page
Maryse simulates pointing at where the link would appear on the green screen behind her.
For a PPV opener full of the developmental or those making a debut you girls are really making me the fan favorite choice her but really Christina Milian..no that's not right...Kenya...no her booty is not lopsided yet...Satan Ortiz, I meant Santan, no really I did. There is only room for one Maryse in the GZWA. Come closer..
Maryse bends over and makes a "come here" gesture with her finger.
You'll never be as sexy as me. You're wasting your time! Just do us all a favor and just jump over the top rope voluntarily so I don't rip that ugly cheap weave out of your head as I hair toss you out of the ring.
Maryse palms the camera and pushes the shot back. She smiles and smoothes out her dress before a confused look creeps to her face.
I'm forgetting something...hmm...ah yes! Little mouse...Itty Bitty T Committee's own Jessica Martinez!
I mean seriously girl are you wearing push up pasties? You simply must do better, I need someone to at least give me a little bit of a challenge when it comes to well this.
Maryse raises her hand and runs it down her body and smizes with the camera. Her eyes scream Tyra who?
With those you almost shouldn't be in the match, a miscalculation when tossing you over the rope could potentially send you over the barrier into the audience. You got nothing to slow you down in your travels. Call me girl and I'll hook you up. Ah ha ha.
As Maryse struggles to get her laughter under control the screen behind her goes black with the GZWA logo behind her. She stands up straight and shifts her weight and bumps the bottom of her hair in a cute and playful manner and gives the camera a Marilyn Monroe smile and giggle.
What would these girls do without me? I am here to make the world a little more sexy one person at a time. It is a simple process I find those in need of my help. I break their will in the ring, they disappear for a while after I give them an extreme makeover. They come back, the fans gasp and everyone wins. Are you watching me girls? Of course you are! Don't absorb to much though, there is plenty for you as you are walking up that ramp after you are eliminated in the Battle Royal and my hand is raised in victory. And that is how you kick off a PPV Ladies and Gentlemen. Be Sexy!
Maryse winks at the camera and the segment comes to a close.
Maryse stares down at her cell phone with a smirk on her face. She points down at the screen and the tip of her French manicured fingernail catches the light and gives off a twinkle as she lets out a laugh that when heard is clearly mocking whatever her gaze is focused on. She swipes left on the phone like it is a Tinder profile and her brow raises and she stares at the screen and pulls it close to her eyes desperately searching for something in the photo. A puzzled look begins to take over and she clicks her tongue and her jaw twists with a disgusted attitude. She grows bored with the image and begins making duck lips in the mirror in front of her while turning to examine her body. Out of all the Vixens she had THE snatched waist, enhanced chest and the hair that she bought that moved with no fan or wind in sight. She knew she had one thing the other girls did not possess and that was the ability to be naturally sexy without trying. As she stared at the image it screamed sex appeal and what man or woman could resist. "The Sexiest of Sexy" was on a rocket that had a final destination of Planet Sexy. Her gaze in the mirror is drawn to the ugliest sight she had seen in the last two minutes...someone other than her in the mirror standing behind her. She rolls her eyes and shifts her weight as she cocks her hip with attitude. Sure he had a polo on with the GZWA logo but this disgusting man with his greasy fat sausage fingers was about to tap her on the shoulder. The only thing she could compare this to would be to fly over the top rope during a battle royal and the crowd cheering signaling the end of her television appearance for the evening. No one should have to go through life without the maximum time permitted to gaze at and admire her.
She turns and slaps his hand away and shudders as her face contorts to a look that would make Regina George run to the street and head towards an oncoming school bus. The cameraman was used to these looks from "her type" but it did not lessen his shame so he drops his head and his manhood and gazes at the floor. Maryse purses her lips in anger and crosses her arms and begins impatiently tapping her foot. If he wasn't so fat and already breathing heavily from his literal ten step walk he would have begun nervously taking short breaths. He lets out a nervous poot that begins in a high pitched squeak and grows to a loud clapping rumble. An appalled Maryse slaps him across the face and storms off the set. The segment producer sees the Vixen of the hour storming off the set and her gaze focuses on Little Mac's trainer come to life and she shakes her head. Her focus just shifted from shooting a good segment to making a Vixen stop acting like a Diva. It was evident because as she got closer to the hallway where Maryse was currently pacing and screaming at her husband as if he was somehow responsible but doing what men do best he somehow found a way to aggravate her more. The producer could hear the level of shrill sounds rising in octave by the second. She steps up and grabs his shoulder and motions towards the exit that he was secretly dreaming of.
Maryse: Who in the hell does he think he is? I did NOT come here for this today. They send that disgusting pasty and clammy version of Shrek to the set and he has the nerve to want to touch me? Then he literally *beeped* himself in my presence!?!
Knowing now was not the time, the producer stood in silence because eventually the French Canadian bombshell would grow tired of screaming to or at no one but herself. Eventually Maryse notices that no one is there to take the bait and stops pacing and leans against the wall raising her right foot off the floor and resting her red bottomed shoe on the wall. She stares at the woman and instantly comes to the conclusion that this woman with dark circles under her eyes and a tired yet kind demeanor was not a threat of any kind.
You! You fix this or I walk off and you rob the GZWA..no the world of the greatest thing they will see before this years Riot Control opening match. You will have to explain to Xion, is this what you want from life?
Actually the producer wanted to do what every other woman that had half a brain wanted to do and slap the arrogance out of this empty beautiful shell. Still ,sex sells and when the sex is coming from Maryse the fans will buy. She did not want to explain why there was a wasted segment that was on company dime that did not happen. So she does what most of the same women do in her position and smiles and swallows her anger and responds sweetly while forcing a fake smile. Besides she had hung up her purple boots a long time ago, these days her job was to film the women who had behaved like she did many years ago.
Lisa: Yes Maryse, I would have to explain and no that is not what I want in my life at this moment. Please forgive me besides I have something for you.
Sometimes having the upper hand was not enough for Maryse and she felt compelled to bury women she considered weak whether they were or not. Today however was not that day, it was risky to cross this particular woman the wrong way because she was a legend in her own right and there was no way the Chairman would allow her to be disrespected period. Maryse mockingly clutches her chest and let's out a fake surprised gasp before laughing and beginning her walk back to the set. Lisa rolls her eyes and adjusts her purple scarf tied around her neck and follows behind her. The hair and makeup team instantly swarm Maryse and get her camera ready. Lisa passes and points at a light that Maryse demands is only to be used on her during filming because she said it is the only one that comes close to the lighting required to make the people at home see just how beautiful she was. Maryse claps twice and just like that the make-up team scatters. She signals she's ready and Lisa nods and yells...
ACTION!
One of the things that every GZWA Vixen should do is give back to those that are less fortunate. It shows your inner beauty and unless you are me that is the only real beauty you will see from the current roster of GZWA Vixens. But who decides the right time when you are constantly traveling and the Riot Control PPV is right around the corner? I will tell you, you start close to home and begin to clean up the environment one ugly person at a time. I mean I am currently doing just that and I want to share that with you. Did you see that I am opening the PPV? I know your night just got a lot sexier...you're welcome! Ah ha ha.
Maryse lets out a playful giggle before throwing up her signature hand gesture with her fingers extended toward the camera but usually the face of a person.
Take the women that are my "competition" I mean what is sexy about this?
A picture shows up on the green screen behind Maryse and she moves out of the way so the fans can take it all in.
Maryse looks at the picture and tilts her head while widening her eyes in horror. She shakes her head and points at the picture.
I mean...REALLY. Why am I expected to wrestle Jacqueline from the 1998 circuit during my return to greatness? I am blond but I am not Sable and I can actually wrestle...seriously the Attitude Era is over so let it die girly.
Maryse looks back at the camera and shudders.
How am I supposed to bring sexy to your world when I am wrestling Cookie Lyon before prison? This will simply not do, I won't stand for it! Did..Git..z...Digits? I hope I said it right, I tried to Google you but there was not much to find. Sadly there will be only two sentences in your future Wiki page: 1. Tossed over the top rope early in the match. 2. Lost to Maryse at 2016 Riot Control. I mean in that outfit, you really want it to stop there no?
Maryse raises her eyebrows and shrugs in a coy manner.
Next we have...well...umm just look.
The photo changes and Maryse strikes a fake thinking pose.
She turns and looks at Lisa and points with an excited smile.
You know Ivory I think this is the top you wore to SmackDown once got your butt kicked and never wore it again. You had those hideous red and purple velvet...things on. Remember?
The camera shows an annoyed Lisa who shifts in her seat and glares at the cameraman that had the audacity to switch to her before camera one flashes back to Maryse who is laughing heartily.
It looks like Ivory's clothes but with Jazz's face...eww! This knockout combination is brought to you by none other than Milani Chilombo-Leone. Girl I know you dreamed of tossing around little blonds but Trish Stratus has brown hair now so licking your chops at a woman who represents some of most attention you ever had minus the times you spent comparing "manhood" with Chyna backstage. Wait are we allowed to mention Chyna's name? I thought she was completely erased from history of wrestling...
Maryse looks at Lisa who shrugs and motions for Maryse to keep going.
Hideous! Yeah...top rope, throw, eliminated...away with you.
Maryse dusts off her hands and pretends to blow off invisible dust.
Oh look it's the rest of your career.
The screen simulates dust flying and then pulls up the next picture.
Is this a joke? Where is the fashion police, because this screams who wore it better. I had that dress on four years ago! Thanks for another sold out item on my eBay page though. Click the link on your screens or watch this again when you get home and go buy something. All proceeds go to making the world a sexier place one Vixen at a time.
Maryse's eBay page
Maryse simulates pointing at where the link would appear on the green screen behind her.
For a PPV opener full of the developmental or those making a debut you girls are really making me the fan favorite choice her but really Christina Milian..no that's not right...Kenya...no her booty is not lopsided yet...Satan Ortiz, I meant Santan, no really I did. There is only room for one Maryse in the GZWA. Come closer..
Maryse bends over and makes a "come here" gesture with her finger.
You'll never be as sexy as me. You're wasting your time! Just do us all a favor and just jump over the top rope voluntarily so I don't rip that ugly cheap weave out of your head as I hair toss you out of the ring.
Maryse palms the camera and pushes the shot back. She smiles and smoothes out her dress before a confused look creeps to her face.
I'm forgetting something...hmm...ah yes! Little mouse...Itty Bitty T Committee's own Jessica Martinez!
I mean seriously girl are you wearing push up pasties? You simply must do better, I need someone to at least give me a little bit of a challenge when it comes to well this.
Maryse raises her hand and runs it down her body and smizes with the camera. Her eyes scream Tyra who?
With those you almost shouldn't be in the match, a miscalculation when tossing you over the rope could potentially send you over the barrier into the audience. You got nothing to slow you down in your travels. Call me girl and I'll hook you up. Ah ha ha.
As Maryse struggles to get her laughter under control the screen behind her goes black with the GZWA logo behind her. She stands up straight and shifts her weight and bumps the bottom of her hair in a cute and playful manner and gives the camera a Marilyn Monroe smile and giggle.
What would these girls do without me? I am here to make the world a little more sexy one person at a time. It is a simple process I find those in need of my help. I break their will in the ring, they disappear for a while after I give them an extreme makeover. They come back, the fans gasp and everyone wins. Are you watching me girls? Of course you are! Don't absorb to much though, there is plenty for you as you are walking up that ramp after you are eliminated in the Battle Royal and my hand is raised in victory. And that is how you kick off a PPV Ladies and Gentlemen. Be Sexy!
Maryse winks at the camera and the segment comes to a close.
