Post by Violet Ripley on May 29, 2014 1:31:46 GMT -5
*Disclaimer: All of this is IN-CHARACTER other wise please enjoy*
{The camera pans again as she walks up to a counter. There is a flash of a familiar golden arch before you hear Violet speaking.}
"Ya, I'll have a double quarter pounder with cheese, hold the pickles... no wait... can you put them on the side... I might want them later...."
"Do you want the meal?" the cashier's voice filters over as the camera watches the side of Violet's face as she thinks about it.
"Ya ok. Fries and Diet Coke, cuz you know I'm trying to watch my girlish figure after all..." She gives a smirk and looks at the camera with a wink. There's a chuckle from the girl behind the counter.
"Do you want anything else?"
Violet is about to answer when her eyes go wide.
"Is your happy meal toy... Dolls?!"
"Why yes..."
"OH my god. Can I have one of each of those!"
"Uh.. ok. Do you have a child at home?"
Violet smirks again.
"You could say that. Thanks."
The cashier gives Violet the price and she pays with a serious of beeps from the register she's given her receipt and moves to the side. After a few seconds of watching Violet doing various facial expressions, one including sticking her tongue out, picking her nails and using the camera to make sure there wasn't anything in her teeth her meal is ready. She takes the tray to a table in the middle of a bunch of people with computers open. She still has the camera looking at her and she smiles while pointing. She turns the camera to view the lot of them again and you hear her voice.
"Nerds!."
She turns the camera back. She stuffs a couple fries in her mouth and talks with her mouth full.
"Oh lovely Quarter Pounder... you are pure fat and I love you!" she tears a bite from the sandwich and looks down again at the camera.
"Sarah... You are like this burger because I'm going to devour you. Oh I know you will turn that into something dirty probably I mean you are the outer shell of a red blooded American Hermi-Male after all but I could be taken for surprise and you'll make more comments about how I have nothing but fluff between my ears. That's okay, you can keep going on thinking that. Just like I'll keep thinking that you make up for your lack of meat between your legs by talking big shit. In fact I've noticed a trend lately, your mantra seems to be calling people incompetent idiots that can't measure up to your greatness."
She shakes her head, taking another bite of her sandwich, a little bit of ketchup spilling onto her chin. she doesn't seem to notice it.
"but the fact of the matter is that you and Aphrodite seem to be narcissists because no one else seems to share your ostentatious system of self worth. Oh and in case you didn't notice I'm purposely using big words because that seems to be the only way that you pay attention to anything but I get the feeling that whenever you do a promo you write down everything on a piece of paper while searching out words in your trusty thesaurus. And in the same fashion when someone gets wise to your game and like me uses these words in their promo against you, once again here comes your paper steggy and you look up those words so you're not the one that appears to be the one lacking intelligence."
She takes a sip of her Diet coke and swears.
"Shit can't those idiots get anything right. I said Diet Coke! Oh well..."
She shrugs
"You know I was thinking and I would love to be able to see things from your point of view but then I realized I wouldn't be able to get my head that far up my own ass."
there's a single masculine chuckle. Violet smiles.
"You like that? Here's another one. Roses are red, Violets *she gives a sweet smile* are blue, I have 5 fingers and the 3rd one's for you."
She gives the guy the finger and the laughter shuts off immediately.
"So where I was, oh yes I was talking about how I think this so called intelligence of yours is feigned. Lucky for you how smart either of us are or your ability to look up works and their definitions has no baring on the outcome of our match on Sunday. You see Sarah, you Say you may not care that I have a title and that you don't want it but deep down you do. You are wondering to yourself, how did this little bitch get a shot over me? The answer is simple really...
She leans into the screen, looks both ways before whispering,
"I actually have some skills...."
She pouts.
"Oh I'm sorry Sarah Boo, did I hurt your feelings there? Here's something you can do. open up Google, and search how many fucks I give... let me know if you get any results for that... My prediction is negatory ma Soeur...
She sticks another fry in her mouth.
"I didn't just sit behind my computer like these nerds here..."
A chorus of "hey's" rings out and Violet crumples her face.
"Oh come on, you losers know it's true..."
More voices agreeing with her and then going back to clicking.
"Now, I'm going to sum this up real quick. Sunday... I am going to kick your sorry ass all over that ring and when I'm done I might just beat you up a little more... just for shits and giggles...then I will be doing the same for your favourite person and tag partner this week, Aphroshit. You can't fight the future and the future is me. I hope you like the taste of sand because you'll be eating my dust as I ride up the ladder to the World belt while you sit down at the bottom, forever envious of my feats."
She gives a cutesy almost out of character giggle and then wiggles her fingers at the camera.
"Hope you have a good night there Sarah, until Sunday. tootles."
She reaches forward and touches the screen and the video goes black.
{The camera pans again as she walks up to a counter. There is a flash of a familiar golden arch before you hear Violet speaking.}
"Ya, I'll have a double quarter pounder with cheese, hold the pickles... no wait... can you put them on the side... I might want them later...."
"Do you want the meal?" the cashier's voice filters over as the camera watches the side of Violet's face as she thinks about it.
"Ya ok. Fries and Diet Coke, cuz you know I'm trying to watch my girlish figure after all..." She gives a smirk and looks at the camera with a wink. There's a chuckle from the girl behind the counter.
"Do you want anything else?"
Violet is about to answer when her eyes go wide.
"Is your happy meal toy... Dolls?!"
"Why yes..."
"OH my god. Can I have one of each of those!"
"Uh.. ok. Do you have a child at home?"
Violet smirks again.
"You could say that. Thanks."
The cashier gives Violet the price and she pays with a serious of beeps from the register she's given her receipt and moves to the side. After a few seconds of watching Violet doing various facial expressions, one including sticking her tongue out, picking her nails and using the camera to make sure there wasn't anything in her teeth her meal is ready. She takes the tray to a table in the middle of a bunch of people with computers open. She still has the camera looking at her and she smiles while pointing. She turns the camera to view the lot of them again and you hear her voice.
"Nerds!."
She turns the camera back. She stuffs a couple fries in her mouth and talks with her mouth full.
"Oh lovely Quarter Pounder... you are pure fat and I love you!" she tears a bite from the sandwich and looks down again at the camera.
"Sarah... You are like this burger because I'm going to devour you. Oh I know you will turn that into something dirty probably I mean you are the outer shell of a red blooded American Hermi-Male after all but I could be taken for surprise and you'll make more comments about how I have nothing but fluff between my ears. That's okay, you can keep going on thinking that. Just like I'll keep thinking that you make up for your lack of meat between your legs by talking big shit. In fact I've noticed a trend lately, your mantra seems to be calling people incompetent idiots that can't measure up to your greatness."
She shakes her head, taking another bite of her sandwich, a little bit of ketchup spilling onto her chin. she doesn't seem to notice it.
"but the fact of the matter is that you and Aphrodite seem to be narcissists because no one else seems to share your ostentatious system of self worth. Oh and in case you didn't notice I'm purposely using big words because that seems to be the only way that you pay attention to anything but I get the feeling that whenever you do a promo you write down everything on a piece of paper while searching out words in your trusty thesaurus. And in the same fashion when someone gets wise to your game and like me uses these words in their promo against you, once again here comes your paper steggy and you look up those words so you're not the one that appears to be the one lacking intelligence."
She takes a sip of her Diet coke and swears.
"Shit can't those idiots get anything right. I said Diet Coke! Oh well..."
She shrugs
"You know I was thinking and I would love to be able to see things from your point of view but then I realized I wouldn't be able to get my head that far up my own ass."
there's a single masculine chuckle. Violet smiles.
"You like that? Here's another one. Roses are red, Violets *she gives a sweet smile* are blue, I have 5 fingers and the 3rd one's for you."
She gives the guy the finger and the laughter shuts off immediately.
"So where I was, oh yes I was talking about how I think this so called intelligence of yours is feigned. Lucky for you how smart either of us are or your ability to look up works and their definitions has no baring on the outcome of our match on Sunday. You see Sarah, you Say you may not care that I have a title and that you don't want it but deep down you do. You are wondering to yourself, how did this little bitch get a shot over me? The answer is simple really...
She leans into the screen, looks both ways before whispering,
"I actually have some skills...."
She pouts.
"Oh I'm sorry Sarah Boo, did I hurt your feelings there? Here's something you can do. open up Google, and search how many fucks I give... let me know if you get any results for that... My prediction is negatory ma Soeur...
She sticks another fry in her mouth.
"I didn't just sit behind my computer like these nerds here..."
A chorus of "hey's" rings out and Violet crumples her face.
"Oh come on, you losers know it's true..."
More voices agreeing with her and then going back to clicking.
"Now, I'm going to sum this up real quick. Sunday... I am going to kick your sorry ass all over that ring and when I'm done I might just beat you up a little more... just for shits and giggles...then I will be doing the same for your favourite person and tag partner this week, Aphroshit. You can't fight the future and the future is me. I hope you like the taste of sand because you'll be eating my dust as I ride up the ladder to the World belt while you sit down at the bottom, forever envious of my feats."
She gives a cutesy almost out of character giggle and then wiggles her fingers at the camera.
"Hope you have a good night there Sarah, until Sunday. tootles."
She reaches forward and touches the screen and the video goes black.