Post by Reyna Carter on Sept 4, 2013 15:59:54 GMT -5
"We came, we saw and we conquered. Angelina and I did what we said we would do and that's become the Mean Girls Champions. After nearly three weeks, I dare people to continue to doubt us as a tag team. If you don't recognize us as a team by virtue of us holding the gold...all of you peasants quite frankly are too blind to see greatness and that...is real talk."
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The scene opens up to the Oktibbeha County Hospital located in Starkville, Mississippi. It is where Kelly Hampton is located after taking that nasty fall on the sixtieth episode of Saturday Night Rapture. In room 419, the individuals seen in there are none other than Reyna Carter, Angelina Williams and Derek Saunders of Mi Pi Sexy. They are in the room while their manager Kelly Hampton lays in the hospital bed with her neck stabilized.
Reyna Carter: How are you feeling, Kel?
Kelly Hampton: Like a paralyzed person. It sucks.
Angelina Williams: Those reckless idiots are going to pay. Big time.
Kelly Hampton: No doubt about it. I believe in you girls. Team Lethality couldn't get to us fair and square so they had to pull BS like that. Unbelievable.
Derek Saunders: It is, and they're not really that talented. Mariah and Rachel are HORRIBLE in every which way.
Kelly Hampton: They really are. I'm glad Reyna and Angelina are representing the tag team division proudly because Mi Pi Sexy really is the only team worthy of such a term.
Reyna Carter: You're not wrong hun.
Angelina Williams: Even though our celebratory moment was ruined by those barbarians, we do however, have the titles with us. And I mean ALL OF THEM!
Kelly's eyes perk up.
Kelly Hampton: Really?
Angelina Williams: I do not tell a lie.
Reyna Carter: I can vouch for this. Also including Mi Pi Sexy being the personification of everything that's right with the world.
Reyna says with a smile on her face and Kelly, Angelina and Derek all share the same expression.
Kelly Hampton: Can I hold the beauties? Please!
Reyna Carter: I see no harm in this. Not to mention you're our girl and a member of this fabulous alliance, so you have privileges of having a piece of the Mi Pi Sexy gold.
Reyna pulls out her half of the Mean Girls Championship's out of her bag while Angelina pulls out her half. They lay them on Kelly's lap for her to hold and admire. Kelly picks up her titles and she poses with them while Derek Saunders starts to take pictures of this fine moment. Once the pictures are done, Kelly gives the titles back to Angelina and Reyna and they lay them on the table.
Reyna Carter: So how did it feel to hold them?
Kelly Hampton: It felt...wonderful. Like the greatest feeling ever.
Angelina Williams: That is sooo awesome. I'm glad it made you feel better.
Reyna Carter: Me too.
Kelly Hampton: After a really shitty situation, I needed anything to help me feel better and this did it. Thank you for doing this and thank you for being here with me.
Reyna Carter: You're welcome hun. That's what a family is, being there for those you consider family, no matter the circumstances.
Derek Saunders: No doubt and Kelly dear, you are family. Mi Pi Sexy isn't just the greatest most glamorous group in professional wrestling history. Oh no, we are also...a family.
Angelina Williams: Bingo! Derek totally nailed it.
Reyna Carter: No objections. You guys want anything? Because I'm in need of a drink...soda, because there's no liquor here.
Angelina Williams: No thanks. I have my water.
Derek Saunders: Same.
Kelly Hampton: I'll take a Snickers.
Reyna Carter: Alright. I'll be back.
Reyna gets up from out of her seat, opens up the door and gets out of the room before closing the door behind her. She walks over to the snack machine which isn't a far walk at all. She places in three quarters into the machine and picks the Snickers before grabbing it out of the machine and putting it in her purse.
Next, she sees a Pepsi vending machine and gets a one dollar bill out of the purse before putting it inside. She selects the Pepsi option and about five seconds later, a twenty ounce bottle of Pepsi comes out and she grabs it. She opens it up, takes a drink before putting the cap back on and puts it in her purse along with the Snickers. Once she looks up, she sees a person that's very familiar to her walk up and Reyna is taken aback a little bit to see the person she knows.
Person: Hello Reyna!
Reyna Carter: Um...wasn't expecting to see you at all.
Person: You've known me long enough to know I am a man full of surprises. That and I wanted to see my sister in the hospital.
Right there, that confirms the person being Kelly's sister Brandon, a man Reyna certainly knows and has a bit of history with.
Reyna Carter: I see, but her room isn't far from here, yet the first thing you do is come see me.
Brandon: Well you and I do have some...history. A good one at that.
Reyna Carter: You have a point, and one that wasn't by any means a bad one, but we are here for your sister. At least I know I am.
Brandon looks at Reyna with a blank expression on his face before putting wrapping his arms around her to give her a hug.
Brandon: Very true...but I have also come to see you too. It's been far too long.
Reyna feels a bit uncomfortable but she looks Brandon in the eyes and speaks.
Reyna Carter: Well...yeah, it has...
Brandon: And I still have these strong feelings for you.
Reyna Carter: You what?
Brandon: I didn't stutter.
Reyna Carter: No, I heard you. I'm just wondering...why?
Brandon: Why not? You're everything you say you are and I know you are the best of the best.
Reyna Carter: Well you have a point there. Not going to dispute that.
Brandon: But I have missed you all this time, and I would hate for this visit to...not end in something...
Reyna raises her eyebrows, wanting to know what it was Brandon was hinting at. Well...she knew, but she didn't understand why. As she was deciphering all of this, Brandon unexpectedly leaned in and planted a kiss on her lips before breaking away. This left Reyna in all sorts of confusion.
Reyna Carter: Wha...what the hell was that?
Brandon: Did you not like it?
Reyna Carter: That was totally out of left field, Brandon. If you were planning on doing it, I have to expect it first. You know the rule.
Brandon: Okay, good point. When do we get to meet again?
Reyna Carter: Soon. Hopefully on more appropriate terms. We're here for your sister, and I'm sure she's wondering where the hell I am, considering I was getting her a Snickers bar.
Brandon: Yeah.
Reyna Carter: Since you're here and all, let's go back to your sister.
Reyna and Brandon walk away and they go into the room Kelly's in as the scene fades out.
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The scene now opens up to a red room in Reyna's huge expensive home. It is set up like it usually is and on a red and gold throne sits Reyna Carter in a pair of black skinnies, a black Mi Pi Sexy top and black stiletto's complete with a gold tiara on her head, her signature wand and the Ugly Stick beside her, but also present is her PW European-Canadian Championship, her half of the Mean Girls Championship's and her half of the PCW World Tag Team Championship's. Reyna feels pretty damn proud of herself and she should be as she's surrounded with the finest things in life.
Angelina Williams: Alright hun, we're about to begin. You know the drill Kelly has laid out.
Directing the camera today is Reyna's BFF and tag team championship partner "The Fallen Angel" Angelina Williams, who is obviously filling in for Kelly Hampton after she was beaten down and laid out with the Lethal Breakdown from the former champions The Princesses of Lethality. Reyna looks at the camera with a focused expression on her face and Angelina begins the countdown. Once it reaches zero, that's her cue to begin speaking.
Reyna Carter: So here I am, littered with three title belts. One being my European-Canadian Championship, the second being one half of the PCW World Tag Team Championship belts and the final being one of the Mean Girls Championship's. I hold three titles and I have been in this business for almost seven months now. Did anybody ever envision this possibility when I debuted at Wrestle Extravaganza III: St. Valentine's Massacre? Did they even see this coming when I systematically destroyed Aurora Rose two weeks later in my first match up on Saturday Night Rapture? Of course they didn't because through my entire career at this point, I have been doubted. They all said I couldn't do this, I couldn't do that, oh how I'm not good enough. All of that crap, yet I have three titles in my possession. Oh sure there will be some morons who will say they saw my success coming a mile away, but the flaw in that, is most of them are the same bloody fools who said I would be a flash in the pan, a footnote in the history of this company.
Fuck every single one of you.
Because I know people in the industry didn't believe I would be a goddamn success. I won the European-Canadian Championship in my seventh match. Seven matches it took for me to be a champion. I don't see anybody else with that claim, even the so-called great stars of this company didn't take seven matches to become a champion. Of course, I'm a special type of breed so it's not really all that shocking to me to see just how instantly successful I am as a professional wrestler. Hell, I'm very successful at life so it SHOULDN'T surprise people of just how great I am and will continue to be going forward.
Reyna's facial expression is that of an angry one, but she composes herself and continues on.
Reyna Carter: One thing I have to mention before moving on to the trash I face on Rapture, and that's the barbarians from Team Lethality, specifically Mariah Lopez and Rachel Robinson. I get it. You two bitches are pissed off about the tag team titles. I get it and you weren't as happy about the party Mi Pi Sexy had, but you had NO RIGHT to take out our manager who isn't a licensed wrestler for Christ sake. She's a defenseless woman who should be given some respect. She did NOTHING to you guys, yet you two gross lesbians had to go all barbarian mode and express your butthurt in that fashion.
Did it make you two feel good?
In all honesty, you two have proven to be nothing but sore losers. You cannot handle the fact that Angelina and myself are the better team, and believe me when I say this girls, but we are definitely better than you in every category imaginable. Better looking? Easily. More class? Damn right! Ability wise? We're better than butch and El Japanese Mexicana by miles. What else? The fact that we can also do it on our own. Angelina and I have a reputation of crushing bitches and leaving them in their wake. You classless lesbians can't say that. Your singles accolades aren't as meaningful as mine and Angelina's, no matter how bloated it might be, and you two bitches certainly aren't anything to write home about when it comes to your worth in the tag team division in this company.
You both know that's the damn truth.
Now onto the relevant part of this round, and I use that term very loosely. In ten days, I come into Rapture doing something I'm accustomed to, and that's singles competition. I get to compete against somebody who is relatively new to this company, and yes I'm calling him new because he's only had two matches in this company, one being a loss and his most recent one being a victory in the seventeenth Scars of Wrestling Cup. Oh my, that's very impressive stuff there, Charles. You're definitely going places.
Reyna rolls her eyes.
Reyna Carter: Winning a trophy isn't that impressive, especially when the last Scars of Wrestling Cup didn't have any competition in it. I mean, the competition was so bad, I could have won that thing in my sleep. Derek Jacobs is a world full of suck, Sean Williams is mediocre and a ninety year old man and a flop named Alex Schafer were kidnapped and taken away before the bloody match could begin. And two weeks after the match, you cry and moan about Toxic interfering in your match and those Team Lethality scrubs counteracting them.
Get over yourself.
A win is a win no matter how you slice it. You should be grateful you even won the fucking thing to begin with because I watched the match and you were about to get your ass beaten by the "great" Doctor Pain, so we know you couldn't easily take him down as you imply, Charles. And if that wasn't enough, there was that "brawl" you had with Toxic. The way I see it, I believe that was completely fabricated to where you want those Team Lethality morons to believe you're not a fan of Toxic. Keep them on their toes and then when the time is right...BAM! You strike at the perfect time and reveal yourself as a member of Toxic. Sounds like a good plan, right?
Oh wait: you already don't like Team Lethality?
That's right, I remember now. You "threatened" them by telling them to stay out of your "spotlight", like you have earned the right to have shit revolve around you. Bitch please. You haven't done a damn thing to consider yourself worthy of any spotlight. Who the fuck are you to determine who gets spotlight or not? You certainly aren't royalty around here and you damn sure aren't an elite talent. While it's true that I might have an ego as big as this planet and I'll definitely own up to that, at least learn your fucking place in this company. You have only had two matches. Get some experience AND accomplishments before determining just who gets spotlight and who doesn't.
I know you're going to ask yourself; what makes ME of all people to have the right to say such a thing? For one, I have been here long enough, going on seven months. Two, these titles around me are living proof of the status that I am associated with. And three, I'm bloody fucking royalty, meaning I'm just that goddamn great. Nobody in the world can touch the greatness of Mi Pi Sexy. Not those Team Lethality idiots, not Toxic, definitely not Fatality Inc, especially not Toyota Toyota, and you can't touch greatness either. It's just not possible.
Reyna has a smile on her face and she laughs at the thought of others touching the greatness she has.
Reyna Carter: I am also aware of you believing you are facing a Beautiful People ripoff, or this one, a Regina George wannabe. I don't know who the fuck the Beautiful People are, other than Angelina and myself, and I have stated my love and adoration for Regina George, but I'm not in anyway shape or form her at all. In fact, I'm much more ruthless, aggressive and I can get right down and dirty with what I can do. I might be pretty and all, but don't you dare overlook me because that's the biggest mistake you could ever make in your life Charles, and that's not counting the really awful wardrobe you wear to the ring. Like seriously? I could come up with something much more tasteful than showing off my ass to all of these disgusting fans who are either in poverty, don't have any teeth, mess around with their own relatives, or all of the above.
Friggin' disgusting.
But you can gladly be for these idiots, Charles. Pander to them, make them feel loved because they certainly don't deserve to have any heroes. They should consider themselves lucky enough to be able to go to the PCW shows and watch people like myself and Angelina Williams turn this hell hole into our image. These goddamn peasants aren't worthy enough to be fans of Mi Pi Sexy. They can have disgusting people like you to worship, it makes no difference to me.
You may convince yourself and all of the idiots that you'll win this match...but we know the truth of the matter, don't we Charles? I might be a little confident in the result of this match, but I back all of that up and prove myself right, and the same result will occur. It doesn't matter if its Angelina and I teaming up, or whether I am a solo act. The results will be the same...a victory. Something you only achieved once and that was the result of Toxic handing you the Scars Cup over that hack Derek Jacobs...and a victory is something you sure as hell aren't getting over me. I'm an important figure here, and I will show you just why I will remain so for the foreseeable future.
Reyna smiles all arrogant like. She acts like she's going to get up but she continues to look into the camera.
Reyna Carter: Oh and one more thing Charles...don't be mad at the outcome because you WILL fall to royalty. See you then.
Reyna smirks before grabbing all three of the title belts, her wand and the Ugly Stick before walking out of the room with Angelina and the scene fades out.
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The scene opens up to the Oktibbeha County Hospital located in Starkville, Mississippi. It is where Kelly Hampton is located after taking that nasty fall on the sixtieth episode of Saturday Night Rapture. In room 419, the individuals seen in there are none other than Reyna Carter, Angelina Williams and Derek Saunders of Mi Pi Sexy. They are in the room while their manager Kelly Hampton lays in the hospital bed with her neck stabilized.
Reyna Carter: How are you feeling, Kel?
Kelly Hampton: Like a paralyzed person. It sucks.
Angelina Williams: Those reckless idiots are going to pay. Big time.
Kelly Hampton: No doubt about it. I believe in you girls. Team Lethality couldn't get to us fair and square so they had to pull BS like that. Unbelievable.
Derek Saunders: It is, and they're not really that talented. Mariah and Rachel are HORRIBLE in every which way.
Kelly Hampton: They really are. I'm glad Reyna and Angelina are representing the tag team division proudly because Mi Pi Sexy really is the only team worthy of such a term.
Reyna Carter: You're not wrong hun.
Angelina Williams: Even though our celebratory moment was ruined by those barbarians, we do however, have the titles with us. And I mean ALL OF THEM!
Kelly's eyes perk up.
Kelly Hampton: Really?
Angelina Williams: I do not tell a lie.
Reyna Carter: I can vouch for this. Also including Mi Pi Sexy being the personification of everything that's right with the world.
Reyna says with a smile on her face and Kelly, Angelina and Derek all share the same expression.
Kelly Hampton: Can I hold the beauties? Please!
Reyna Carter: I see no harm in this. Not to mention you're our girl and a member of this fabulous alliance, so you have privileges of having a piece of the Mi Pi Sexy gold.
Reyna pulls out her half of the Mean Girls Championship's out of her bag while Angelina pulls out her half. They lay them on Kelly's lap for her to hold and admire. Kelly picks up her titles and she poses with them while Derek Saunders starts to take pictures of this fine moment. Once the pictures are done, Kelly gives the titles back to Angelina and Reyna and they lay them on the table.
Reyna Carter: So how did it feel to hold them?
Kelly Hampton: It felt...wonderful. Like the greatest feeling ever.
Angelina Williams: That is sooo awesome. I'm glad it made you feel better.
Reyna Carter: Me too.
Kelly Hampton: After a really shitty situation, I needed anything to help me feel better and this did it. Thank you for doing this and thank you for being here with me.
Reyna Carter: You're welcome hun. That's what a family is, being there for those you consider family, no matter the circumstances.
Derek Saunders: No doubt and Kelly dear, you are family. Mi Pi Sexy isn't just the greatest most glamorous group in professional wrestling history. Oh no, we are also...a family.
Angelina Williams: Bingo! Derek totally nailed it.
Reyna Carter: No objections. You guys want anything? Because I'm in need of a drink...soda, because there's no liquor here.
Angelina Williams: No thanks. I have my water.
Derek Saunders: Same.
Kelly Hampton: I'll take a Snickers.
Reyna Carter: Alright. I'll be back.
Reyna gets up from out of her seat, opens up the door and gets out of the room before closing the door behind her. She walks over to the snack machine which isn't a far walk at all. She places in three quarters into the machine and picks the Snickers before grabbing it out of the machine and putting it in her purse.
Next, she sees a Pepsi vending machine and gets a one dollar bill out of the purse before putting it inside. She selects the Pepsi option and about five seconds later, a twenty ounce bottle of Pepsi comes out and she grabs it. She opens it up, takes a drink before putting the cap back on and puts it in her purse along with the Snickers. Once she looks up, she sees a person that's very familiar to her walk up and Reyna is taken aback a little bit to see the person she knows.
Person: Hello Reyna!
Reyna Carter: Um...wasn't expecting to see you at all.
Person: You've known me long enough to know I am a man full of surprises. That and I wanted to see my sister in the hospital.
Right there, that confirms the person being Kelly's sister Brandon, a man Reyna certainly knows and has a bit of history with.
Reyna Carter: I see, but her room isn't far from here, yet the first thing you do is come see me.
Brandon: Well you and I do have some...history. A good one at that.
Reyna Carter: You have a point, and one that wasn't by any means a bad one, but we are here for your sister. At least I know I am.
Brandon looks at Reyna with a blank expression on his face before putting wrapping his arms around her to give her a hug.
Brandon: Very true...but I have also come to see you too. It's been far too long.
Reyna feels a bit uncomfortable but she looks Brandon in the eyes and speaks.
Reyna Carter: Well...yeah, it has...
Brandon: And I still have these strong feelings for you.
Reyna Carter: You what?
Brandon: I didn't stutter.
Reyna Carter: No, I heard you. I'm just wondering...why?
Brandon: Why not? You're everything you say you are and I know you are the best of the best.
Reyna Carter: Well you have a point there. Not going to dispute that.
Brandon: But I have missed you all this time, and I would hate for this visit to...not end in something...
Reyna raises her eyebrows, wanting to know what it was Brandon was hinting at. Well...she knew, but she didn't understand why. As she was deciphering all of this, Brandon unexpectedly leaned in and planted a kiss on her lips before breaking away. This left Reyna in all sorts of confusion.
Reyna Carter: Wha...what the hell was that?
Brandon: Did you not like it?
Reyna Carter: That was totally out of left field, Brandon. If you were planning on doing it, I have to expect it first. You know the rule.
Brandon: Okay, good point. When do we get to meet again?
Reyna Carter: Soon. Hopefully on more appropriate terms. We're here for your sister, and I'm sure she's wondering where the hell I am, considering I was getting her a Snickers bar.
Brandon: Yeah.
Reyna Carter: Since you're here and all, let's go back to your sister.
Reyna and Brandon walk away and they go into the room Kelly's in as the scene fades out.
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The scene now opens up to a red room in Reyna's huge expensive home. It is set up like it usually is and on a red and gold throne sits Reyna Carter in a pair of black skinnies, a black Mi Pi Sexy top and black stiletto's complete with a gold tiara on her head, her signature wand and the Ugly Stick beside her, but also present is her PW European-Canadian Championship, her half of the Mean Girls Championship's and her half of the PCW World Tag Team Championship's. Reyna feels pretty damn proud of herself and she should be as she's surrounded with the finest things in life.
Angelina Williams: Alright hun, we're about to begin. You know the drill Kelly has laid out.
Directing the camera today is Reyna's BFF and tag team championship partner "The Fallen Angel" Angelina Williams, who is obviously filling in for Kelly Hampton after she was beaten down and laid out with the Lethal Breakdown from the former champions The Princesses of Lethality. Reyna looks at the camera with a focused expression on her face and Angelina begins the countdown. Once it reaches zero, that's her cue to begin speaking.
Reyna Carter: So here I am, littered with three title belts. One being my European-Canadian Championship, the second being one half of the PCW World Tag Team Championship belts and the final being one of the Mean Girls Championship's. I hold three titles and I have been in this business for almost seven months now. Did anybody ever envision this possibility when I debuted at Wrestle Extravaganza III: St. Valentine's Massacre? Did they even see this coming when I systematically destroyed Aurora Rose two weeks later in my first match up on Saturday Night Rapture? Of course they didn't because through my entire career at this point, I have been doubted. They all said I couldn't do this, I couldn't do that, oh how I'm not good enough. All of that crap, yet I have three titles in my possession. Oh sure there will be some morons who will say they saw my success coming a mile away, but the flaw in that, is most of them are the same bloody fools who said I would be a flash in the pan, a footnote in the history of this company.
Fuck every single one of you.
Because I know people in the industry didn't believe I would be a goddamn success. I won the European-Canadian Championship in my seventh match. Seven matches it took for me to be a champion. I don't see anybody else with that claim, even the so-called great stars of this company didn't take seven matches to become a champion. Of course, I'm a special type of breed so it's not really all that shocking to me to see just how instantly successful I am as a professional wrestler. Hell, I'm very successful at life so it SHOULDN'T surprise people of just how great I am and will continue to be going forward.
Reyna's facial expression is that of an angry one, but she composes herself and continues on.
Reyna Carter: One thing I have to mention before moving on to the trash I face on Rapture, and that's the barbarians from Team Lethality, specifically Mariah Lopez and Rachel Robinson. I get it. You two bitches are pissed off about the tag team titles. I get it and you weren't as happy about the party Mi Pi Sexy had, but you had NO RIGHT to take out our manager who isn't a licensed wrestler for Christ sake. She's a defenseless woman who should be given some respect. She did NOTHING to you guys, yet you two gross lesbians had to go all barbarian mode and express your butthurt in that fashion.
Did it make you two feel good?
In all honesty, you two have proven to be nothing but sore losers. You cannot handle the fact that Angelina and myself are the better team, and believe me when I say this girls, but we are definitely better than you in every category imaginable. Better looking? Easily. More class? Damn right! Ability wise? We're better than butch and El Japanese Mexicana by miles. What else? The fact that we can also do it on our own. Angelina and I have a reputation of crushing bitches and leaving them in their wake. You classless lesbians can't say that. Your singles accolades aren't as meaningful as mine and Angelina's, no matter how bloated it might be, and you two bitches certainly aren't anything to write home about when it comes to your worth in the tag team division in this company.
You both know that's the damn truth.
Now onto the relevant part of this round, and I use that term very loosely. In ten days, I come into Rapture doing something I'm accustomed to, and that's singles competition. I get to compete against somebody who is relatively new to this company, and yes I'm calling him new because he's only had two matches in this company, one being a loss and his most recent one being a victory in the seventeenth Scars of Wrestling Cup. Oh my, that's very impressive stuff there, Charles. You're definitely going places.
Reyna rolls her eyes.
Reyna Carter: Winning a trophy isn't that impressive, especially when the last Scars of Wrestling Cup didn't have any competition in it. I mean, the competition was so bad, I could have won that thing in my sleep. Derek Jacobs is a world full of suck, Sean Williams is mediocre and a ninety year old man and a flop named Alex Schafer were kidnapped and taken away before the bloody match could begin. And two weeks after the match, you cry and moan about Toxic interfering in your match and those Team Lethality scrubs counteracting them.
Get over yourself.
A win is a win no matter how you slice it. You should be grateful you even won the fucking thing to begin with because I watched the match and you were about to get your ass beaten by the "great" Doctor Pain, so we know you couldn't easily take him down as you imply, Charles. And if that wasn't enough, there was that "brawl" you had with Toxic. The way I see it, I believe that was completely fabricated to where you want those Team Lethality morons to believe you're not a fan of Toxic. Keep them on their toes and then when the time is right...BAM! You strike at the perfect time and reveal yourself as a member of Toxic. Sounds like a good plan, right?
Oh wait: you already don't like Team Lethality?
That's right, I remember now. You "threatened" them by telling them to stay out of your "spotlight", like you have earned the right to have shit revolve around you. Bitch please. You haven't done a damn thing to consider yourself worthy of any spotlight. Who the fuck are you to determine who gets spotlight or not? You certainly aren't royalty around here and you damn sure aren't an elite talent. While it's true that I might have an ego as big as this planet and I'll definitely own up to that, at least learn your fucking place in this company. You have only had two matches. Get some experience AND accomplishments before determining just who gets spotlight and who doesn't.
I know you're going to ask yourself; what makes ME of all people to have the right to say such a thing? For one, I have been here long enough, going on seven months. Two, these titles around me are living proof of the status that I am associated with. And three, I'm bloody fucking royalty, meaning I'm just that goddamn great. Nobody in the world can touch the greatness of Mi Pi Sexy. Not those Team Lethality idiots, not Toxic, definitely not Fatality Inc, especially not Toyota Toyota, and you can't touch greatness either. It's just not possible.
Reyna has a smile on her face and she laughs at the thought of others touching the greatness she has.
Reyna Carter: I am also aware of you believing you are facing a Beautiful People ripoff, or this one, a Regina George wannabe. I don't know who the fuck the Beautiful People are, other than Angelina and myself, and I have stated my love and adoration for Regina George, but I'm not in anyway shape or form her at all. In fact, I'm much more ruthless, aggressive and I can get right down and dirty with what I can do. I might be pretty and all, but don't you dare overlook me because that's the biggest mistake you could ever make in your life Charles, and that's not counting the really awful wardrobe you wear to the ring. Like seriously? I could come up with something much more tasteful than showing off my ass to all of these disgusting fans who are either in poverty, don't have any teeth, mess around with their own relatives, or all of the above.
Friggin' disgusting.
But you can gladly be for these idiots, Charles. Pander to them, make them feel loved because they certainly don't deserve to have any heroes. They should consider themselves lucky enough to be able to go to the PCW shows and watch people like myself and Angelina Williams turn this hell hole into our image. These goddamn peasants aren't worthy enough to be fans of Mi Pi Sexy. They can have disgusting people like you to worship, it makes no difference to me.
You may convince yourself and all of the idiots that you'll win this match...but we know the truth of the matter, don't we Charles? I might be a little confident in the result of this match, but I back all of that up and prove myself right, and the same result will occur. It doesn't matter if its Angelina and I teaming up, or whether I am a solo act. The results will be the same...a victory. Something you only achieved once and that was the result of Toxic handing you the Scars Cup over that hack Derek Jacobs...and a victory is something you sure as hell aren't getting over me. I'm an important figure here, and I will show you just why I will remain so for the foreseeable future.
Reyna smiles all arrogant like. She acts like she's going to get up but she continues to look into the camera.
Reyna Carter: Oh and one more thing Charles...don't be mad at the outcome because you WILL fall to royalty. See you then.
Reyna smirks before grabbing all three of the title belts, her wand and the Ugly Stick before walking out of the room with Angelina and the scene fades out.