Post by Miss Phoenix. on Feb 10, 2016 21:34:49 GMT -5
The more she thought about being able to regain a championship that never should've been brought into the company in the first place and replace it with the Women's Championship - a title that never should've left - the more excited that she got about the fatal four way match. She saw the camera coming towards her, Beth smirking as she boosted herself up onto a table. Without anyone saying a word, Beth shook her head.
"Listen, I don't got time to talk about what I'm gonna do, I don't wanna sit here and talk anymore about how I'm gonna destroy Mariah, Delta and Raven. I don't wanna sit here and say I don't give a damn about Jimmy or how I feel about this match or anything of that nature. What I'm gonna say is this. After I bring back the Women's Championship when I defeat the other three little bimbos at Riot Control, I'm bringing something -- well someone -- else with me. That is for me to know and you to find out, though. These three little tramps are only where they are at because I have been gone for so long, but since I'm back, they'll be back on the back burner where they belong. Jimmy can go fuck himself, period. And for the Rumble? If Xion isn't scared to put me in there and he can have his Women's Champion also be his World Champion, I mean, how much of a history maker is that? When I win, I'll have a plan for the bullshit current belt.
As Beth went to keep talking, her phone rang as she pulled it out of her pocket and answered it.
Excuse me, I need to take this. Whatever else needs said my fists will do the talking. Ding. Glam Slam. Ding. Your new champion will be me. Period.
Hopping off the table, Beth can be heard -- not word by word -- whispering as the camera fades to black.
"Listen, I don't got time to talk about what I'm gonna do, I don't wanna sit here and talk anymore about how I'm gonna destroy Mariah, Delta and Raven. I don't wanna sit here and say I don't give a damn about Jimmy or how I feel about this match or anything of that nature. What I'm gonna say is this. After I bring back the Women's Championship when I defeat the other three little bimbos at Riot Control, I'm bringing something -- well someone -- else with me. That is for me to know and you to find out, though. These three little tramps are only where they are at because I have been gone for so long, but since I'm back, they'll be back on the back burner where they belong. Jimmy can go fuck himself, period. And for the Rumble? If Xion isn't scared to put me in there and he can have his Women's Champion also be his World Champion, I mean, how much of a history maker is that? When I win, I'll have a plan for the bullshit current belt.
As Beth went to keep talking, her phone rang as she pulled it out of her pocket and answered it.
Excuse me, I need to take this. Whatever else needs said my fists will do the talking. Ding. Glam Slam. Ding. Your new champion will be me. Period.
Hopping off the table, Beth can be heard -- not word by word -- whispering as the camera fades to black.
