The demise of black belt Barbie (Part II)

[Samuel]

The shoddy video camera clicks on and wobbles around a bit before being placed on a tray on a robot that wheels itself around the dark room with the solitary light in the middle and a woman underneath that light that is bound to the chair and slumped in it. The camera is wheeled next to the woman and on the wall the projector shows Day 5. Good morning Sunshine. The robot backs up as water is dumped onto the blonde who wakes up gasping and heaving her chest with labored breaths. A bucket tips over and baby powder is dumped all over her and she coughs as the powder goes everywhere. The robot wheels itself in front of the woman to get a good look at her. Her hair is disheveled and her make-up is no more instead replaced by powder. One of her fake eyelashes has fallen off and the other is barely hanging on but hanging down enough to be incredibly annoying. Her dress is ripped and her manicured nails have been ripped off. She is not the "Sexiest of Sexy" in this moment and her face shows a broken woman.

Her dress shows where food has been thrown at her for the last few days and she is completely dirty and disgusting. She is barefoot and the bottom of her feet are extremely dirty from the floor. The robot takes it all in while moving it's arms up and down so the camera on the tray gets the head to toe view. A buzzer is heard and a weak Maryse makes an attempt to look up at the projection wall but can't. A backwards countdown begins from three and when she doesn't look up fast enough the sound of buzzing electricity can be heard and she is given a shock to which she cries out in pain. She coughs and another robot wheels over holding a glass of water taunting her because she cannot reach out to grab the cup. She stares up at the wall weakly and ignores the robots beside her.

The screen lights up with an old film countdown and shows a picture of Maryse all dolled up on a red carpet. The picture flips and is now stamped fake across it. Another picture of Maryse wrestling pops up on the screen and when it flips it is also stamped fake. A movie begins to show famous women wrestlers throughout history and particularly does not show Maryse. The shot freezes when it shows Ivory holding up the ZXWWF Women's Championship proudly after winning it. Maryse tries to look away but a hand reaches out from the darkness and slaps her across the face and forces her to stare at the picture. The screen moves to the picture and typing begins, this is what a real champion looks like. A woman with class, talent, skill and poise all of the qualities you lack. Do you really think you deserve to represent a prestigious company like GZWA as the Vixen's Champion?

Look at yourself! Do you look like a champion right now? The screen shows a picture of Maryse in her current state and she looks into her eyes as they stare back at her. She was used to this by now but the image was burned into her head and she felt defeated. She did not look like a champion, she did not feel sexy, she did not feel confident. Her head is yanked back from the grabbing of her hair. Scissors can be heard snipping away and all of her extensions begin to fall to the floor. Her haircut is shoddy and her neck is pushed forward so she can see herself. She wants to cry but she has no tears left. She tries to turn away from the image and is slapped again and forced to look at herself. She screams and weeps silently. A cackle is heard from behind her as the scissors clang as they bounce on the concrete floor. The screen lights up and in giant letters is written, this is the real you. This is who Maryse Ouellet really is!

The sound of Louboutin's click across the floor and Maryse knows the sound distinctly. A woman in a blond wig and Maryse mask walks up wearing the same dress and shoes that she was captured in. The mask looks expensive like it was professionally made with plaster for the movies and the woman drags a chair in front of Maryse and sits down and crosses her legs. She clears her throat and hums for a moment and then stops and speaks in a perfect Maryse imitation.

🔥 Maryse impersonator 🔥

Girl, we need to get it together. On ReAction we talked about a pity party but this is the ultimate pity party is it not? Look let's face reality unlike the woman we portray on camera and in front of packed arenas, let's be honest for a moment or better yet from now on with who we really are. Do you think we can do that girlie?

Maryse does not respond and the woman's face contorts to extreme anger and she leans forward and pulls back and slaps her across the face before grabbing the bottom of her face. She clicks her tongue at the real Maryse who still refuses to look at her. The woman angrily beats the side of her head and yanks on both sides of the wig and lets out a frustrated scream. Maryse snorts with exhausted satisfaction which makes the woman release her hair and snap back from her psychotic break. She smoothes out the wig and reaches out and gently pats Maryse's face. She sits back in the chair and crosses her legs again.

🔥 Maryse impersonator 🔥

We are our own worst enemy sometimes aren't we? Ah ha ha. But seriously do we need all this fake hair, nails, lashes, glam squad and flirty tactics to get people to notice us? What notice has it really gotten us except the scorn of all true lady wrestlers everywhere? We are the joke of the locker room and do we have to be that? No we don't but we have low self-esteem and hide behind all those things and sexy photoshoots to get the love we never received growing up. Dad is absent because we always make Mom and Sister our world. That is why we seek the company of random men isn't it? Do you think they would want us in this state? Aren't we tired of getting those phone calls after midnight when the only things that are open are Waffle House and legs, only to spread ours?

This is why no man takes us seriously. We had a good thing with Mike and we ruined it didn't we? Being selfish because we wanted our cake and just had to eat it as well. We are just being downright slutty sleeping with Samuel aren't we?

Maryse grunts in protest and shakes her head which causes another psychotic break as the woman punches her in the mouth and forgets the accent and proper tone of voice and sounds a lot like Ivory.

🔥 Maryse impersonator 🔥

Don't you lie to me you whore!

Blood begins to drip from Maryse's lip as her mouth begins to fill with blood. She spits a mouthful right onto the impersonator who shrieks in absolute horror and stands up knocking the chair over. She freaks out and begins stomping her feet in place like an angry child while screaming.

🔥 Maryse impersonator 🔥

You little slut! I better not have herpes, syphilis, gonorrhea or whatever other diseases you carry in your bloodstream! You will pay for this! I swear it!!!

The woman runs into the darkness and the sound of a door opening and slamming shut can be heard. A weak smile tries to creep to Maryse's face as the camera feed cuts out.