Post by Maria Salvatore on Feb 25, 2017 23:49:20 GMT -5
LAW Rising Stars!!!
Are you all ready for me to compete on Sunday?!
It will be amazing, it will be fantastic but more importantly than that I will finally beat the woman who ended my undefeated streak. I will beat the woman who always wants to find a way to maim me every single time she opens her mouth and I won’t let that happen. So what do we have in front of us?! A match of servitude and it’s going be a match where it’s all on the line. A match where you have to humble your opponent and basically make them cry out that they can’t take anymore.
Let’s get something straight… I am NOBODY’S servant… Never have been and never will be. I know I might be that nice loveable girl at times. I always have a reason to smile, and am always there to give someone a hug and keep a positive mental attitude as I just go through the daily struggles of life.
Honestly there are more reasons to smile about life than to act all negative and frown that life isn’t good but let’s face the facts here. I am taking this match as serious as I possibly can because I don’t want to do anything that Etsuko tells me to do more importantly than that she seems to be controlled by someone else.
Seeing Etsuko on a weekly basis is just more of a reason for me not to become what she wants me to be. I know I might be a girl who at one time worked for her adopted father and seemed more like a gopher than an actual executive.
I know I didn’t really do that well as a General Manager or maybe as a Talent Director. Hell I tend to get involved in being someone’s personal assistant from time to time but you want to know the reality of everything about me is?!
I GET PAID TO DO WHAT I DO! I do it willingly and I don’t blindly pledge myself to something that I don’t know what I am getting into. I love to make my adopted father and my boyfriend happy. I love seeing my closest of people happy but you seem like you are something straight out of a fifty shades of Grey Movie.
You are definitely a submissive type. One who just loves to take the pain and probably views it as pleasure. From the way you get shocked by that crazy bitch at ringside from time to time to the way you are always talking up this red lady every single week, every time you open your mouth. It get’s annoying and I won’t become part of what you are part of.
No one rules over me… When I get pushed to the edge that’s when I fight back don’t believe me?! Just look back at what happened to my ex girlfriend Alexis Blake. She thought she could be a bully and when I wasn’t a trained wrestler she had abused me. She made everyone believe that I was the unfaithful one and wasn’t there for her in her time in need.
She bullied me when I decided to join the roster as an active competitor and what happened the very moment we were staring each other as equals inside of the ring?
You know what happened?!
She went tap dancing! She got personally humbled and tried to later on say sorry for what she put me through. Don’t let the thousands of hugs and the constant smile confuse you. Just because I have a reason to smile and come across positive doesn’t mean I haven’t seen some stuff during my day.
It doesn’t mean I haven’t traveled the same roads that others have traveled. I did and I found a way to suppress everything that I have been through. So I wouldn’t become another Rob Salvatore or become just like my father.
I stayed away from becoming what they are and despite Kenzi having a hand in my training I am not what she is either. I am my own individual. The white Italian girl with the big butt that constantly gets made fun of will be the woman who finds her way in beating you on Sunday.
As a matter of fact play the submissive. That’s the role that you love so much isn’t it?! I will happy to be the dominant and I will dominate your butt all across that arena for the world to see.
I won’t rest until you are tapping out pleading and begging me to let you go. I won’t serve the Red Lady. I won’t serve you.
I will only fight for what I believe in an after Sunday I will rewrite the wrong of my very first lost in this company.
Consider this over before it even begun… Hope you got your swimming shoes on because you will be sleeping with the fishes!
And you might as well learn how to tap dance too since you will be tapping out for all of the world to see. I’ll see you on Sunday.
TAP TAP TAP…
TIME TO GO TAP DANCING!!!!!!!!!!
Washington D.C
{Things between Maleek Raheem and Mr. Reagan seemed to be going really well. Maria could only shake her head in disgust as her boyfriend tried to win over Mr. Reagan’s trust which didn’t take much. The three of them were walking all throughout D.C looking at the various famous sights. They walked up to where the Abe Lincoln statue is and Mr. Reagan smiled as he looked at the statue.}
Mr. Reagan: “Honest Abraham God bless that man… You should be happy with him TJ because of him you have a strong place in this company. You can do whatever you wish. The Emancipation Proclamation gave you the right to be free and it’s all because of that man right there!”
Maria: “Too bad John Wilkes Booth ended what could have been really great.”
Mr Reagan: “God I love Maria… Trained her well… Just like her favorite baseball team is none other than the…”
Maria: “Yankees!”
Mr Reagan: “That’s right… Those southerners will tell you that the Braves are Americas team but everybody knows it’s the Yankees. IT has always been the Yankees. Just like if you are going to watch football you must be a Cowboys fan. I will let you slide on playing for FSU God bless your former coach…”
Maleek: “Ahem… Sir… As great as the Emancipation Proclamation might have been you do know Abe really didn’t care one way or another if he freed the slaves or not. He was more about trying to really connect the country keep it all together. Have that strong united front…”
MR. Reagan:/b] “Right again… Maria you know how to pick them… I like this boy already!”
Maria: “Well you can stop calling him boy.. I am pretty sure he finds that really offensive…”
Mr. Reagan: “He would tell me if he did isn’t that right boy?!”
Maleek: It’s alright… As long as I can slide up in your adopted daughter’s jeans I am good…”
Mr. Reagan: “What do you mean slide up in?! You ain’t one of those cross dressers are you?! You are too manly for that. Is that what the kids are wearing these days?! You know those skinny tight jeans where they can hardly breathe…”
Maleek: “Oh no you must be mistaken although I doubt I could really get into her jeans… She fills them enough on her own with that bubble butt of hers. You see that?! She fills those things…”
Maria: “Maleek shut up… Dad what he is trying to say is that he…”
{Mr. Reagan smiles as he looks at them.}
Mr. Reagan: “I know damn well what he means… As I said you have my blessing to court Maria. Just remember practice safe sex. Don’t take this wrong way but I know you football types. You find yourself a nice girl than want to have all of these children than when it’s time to get paid you forget about the love of the game and cry that a few million dollars isn’t enough.”
Maleek: “EIGHT MILLIONS DOLLARS ISN’T ENOUGH TO FEED LATRELL SPREEWELL’S FAMILY! God I could only imagine about other people’s families. It ain’t about that though I love that girl right there. She’s a definitely a great one. You taught her well….”
Maria: “Excuse me?!”
Mr. Reagan: “She can still learn some more I am sure she can learn more especially when I tell her that pushing Gib is really the only thing that should be done. If there’s one thing to do in this world it’s to always put the belt on Gib. You think Mr. Dupree would go for putting the belt on Gib?!”
Maria: “And take it off Camacho?!”
Mr Reagan: “Bless that woman she’s a….”
Maria: “WAR HERO we know we know! Stop saying it! Also how are they going to put a female belt on Gib?! His wife won the title already isn’t that good enough?!”
Mr. Reagan: “It’s never enough! WE can rebuild him… Mold him into Gibfordlina and have him conquer the….”
Maria: “No… Just no… How about if I built myself up and conquered the title for myself. How would you feel about that?!”
Mr. Reagan: “An Italian World champion?! That’s blasphemy!”
Maleek: “Isn’t Gib part Italian….”
Mr. Reagan: “Let’s put the belt on Maria then! Maybe it could attract Gib and….”
Maria: “You really need to not be stuck on him… It’s maddening…. There’s others and besides you aren’t even in the business anymore. You just can’t promise stuff it don’t work like that!”
{Maria begins to get angry as Maleek smiles cutting her off.}
Maleek: “Why don’t we go see the war memorial so we can see the names of all of those who had to deal with Vietnam…”
Mr. Reagan: “I love this boy… Come on Maria let’s see how many relatives of mine we can find…”
{Mr. Reagan runs off as Maria looks back at Maleek crossing her arms.}
Maria: “Fit in my jeans?! Yeah…. We will see about that…”
Maleek: “Maria chill! You know your boy was only trying to win a pops over. Damn you know I always try to holla everyday. Breathe easy!”
{Maria follows after Mr. Reagan as Maleek follows in return. It was going to be a long day.}
Are you all ready for me to compete on Sunday?!
It will be amazing, it will be fantastic but more importantly than that I will finally beat the woman who ended my undefeated streak. I will beat the woman who always wants to find a way to maim me every single time she opens her mouth and I won’t let that happen. So what do we have in front of us?! A match of servitude and it’s going be a match where it’s all on the line. A match where you have to humble your opponent and basically make them cry out that they can’t take anymore.
Let’s get something straight… I am NOBODY’S servant… Never have been and never will be. I know I might be that nice loveable girl at times. I always have a reason to smile, and am always there to give someone a hug and keep a positive mental attitude as I just go through the daily struggles of life.
Honestly there are more reasons to smile about life than to act all negative and frown that life isn’t good but let’s face the facts here. I am taking this match as serious as I possibly can because I don’t want to do anything that Etsuko tells me to do more importantly than that she seems to be controlled by someone else.
Seeing Etsuko on a weekly basis is just more of a reason for me not to become what she wants me to be. I know I might be a girl who at one time worked for her adopted father and seemed more like a gopher than an actual executive.
I know I didn’t really do that well as a General Manager or maybe as a Talent Director. Hell I tend to get involved in being someone’s personal assistant from time to time but you want to know the reality of everything about me is?!
I GET PAID TO DO WHAT I DO! I do it willingly and I don’t blindly pledge myself to something that I don’t know what I am getting into. I love to make my adopted father and my boyfriend happy. I love seeing my closest of people happy but you seem like you are something straight out of a fifty shades of Grey Movie.
You are definitely a submissive type. One who just loves to take the pain and probably views it as pleasure. From the way you get shocked by that crazy bitch at ringside from time to time to the way you are always talking up this red lady every single week, every time you open your mouth. It get’s annoying and I won’t become part of what you are part of.
No one rules over me… When I get pushed to the edge that’s when I fight back don’t believe me?! Just look back at what happened to my ex girlfriend Alexis Blake. She thought she could be a bully and when I wasn’t a trained wrestler she had abused me. She made everyone believe that I was the unfaithful one and wasn’t there for her in her time in need.
She bullied me when I decided to join the roster as an active competitor and what happened the very moment we were staring each other as equals inside of the ring?
You know what happened?!
She went tap dancing! She got personally humbled and tried to later on say sorry for what she put me through. Don’t let the thousands of hugs and the constant smile confuse you. Just because I have a reason to smile and come across positive doesn’t mean I haven’t seen some stuff during my day.
It doesn’t mean I haven’t traveled the same roads that others have traveled. I did and I found a way to suppress everything that I have been through. So I wouldn’t become another Rob Salvatore or become just like my father.
I stayed away from becoming what they are and despite Kenzi having a hand in my training I am not what she is either. I am my own individual. The white Italian girl with the big butt that constantly gets made fun of will be the woman who finds her way in beating you on Sunday.
As a matter of fact play the submissive. That’s the role that you love so much isn’t it?! I will happy to be the dominant and I will dominate your butt all across that arena for the world to see.
I won’t rest until you are tapping out pleading and begging me to let you go. I won’t serve the Red Lady. I won’t serve you.
I will only fight for what I believe in an after Sunday I will rewrite the wrong of my very first lost in this company.
Consider this over before it even begun… Hope you got your swimming shoes on because you will be sleeping with the fishes!
And you might as well learn how to tap dance too since you will be tapping out for all of the world to see. I’ll see you on Sunday.
TAP TAP TAP…
TIME TO GO TAP DANCING!!!!!!!!!!
Washington D.C
{Things between Maleek Raheem and Mr. Reagan seemed to be going really well. Maria could only shake her head in disgust as her boyfriend tried to win over Mr. Reagan’s trust which didn’t take much. The three of them were walking all throughout D.C looking at the various famous sights. They walked up to where the Abe Lincoln statue is and Mr. Reagan smiled as he looked at the statue.}
Mr. Reagan: “Honest Abraham God bless that man… You should be happy with him TJ because of him you have a strong place in this company. You can do whatever you wish. The Emancipation Proclamation gave you the right to be free and it’s all because of that man right there!”
Maria: “Too bad John Wilkes Booth ended what could have been really great.”
Mr Reagan: “God I love Maria… Trained her well… Just like her favorite baseball team is none other than the…”
Maria: “Yankees!”
Mr Reagan: “That’s right… Those southerners will tell you that the Braves are Americas team but everybody knows it’s the Yankees. IT has always been the Yankees. Just like if you are going to watch football you must be a Cowboys fan. I will let you slide on playing for FSU God bless your former coach…”
Maleek: “Ahem… Sir… As great as the Emancipation Proclamation might have been you do know Abe really didn’t care one way or another if he freed the slaves or not. He was more about trying to really connect the country keep it all together. Have that strong united front…”
MR. Reagan:/b] “Right again… Maria you know how to pick them… I like this boy already!”
Maria: “Well you can stop calling him boy.. I am pretty sure he finds that really offensive…”
Mr. Reagan: “He would tell me if he did isn’t that right boy?!”
Maleek: It’s alright… As long as I can slide up in your adopted daughter’s jeans I am good…”
Mr. Reagan: “What do you mean slide up in?! You ain’t one of those cross dressers are you?! You are too manly for that. Is that what the kids are wearing these days?! You know those skinny tight jeans where they can hardly breathe…”
Maleek: “Oh no you must be mistaken although I doubt I could really get into her jeans… She fills them enough on her own with that bubble butt of hers. You see that?! She fills those things…”
Maria: “Maleek shut up… Dad what he is trying to say is that he…”
{Mr. Reagan smiles as he looks at them.}
Mr. Reagan: “I know damn well what he means… As I said you have my blessing to court Maria. Just remember practice safe sex. Don’t take this wrong way but I know you football types. You find yourself a nice girl than want to have all of these children than when it’s time to get paid you forget about the love of the game and cry that a few million dollars isn’t enough.”
Maleek: “EIGHT MILLIONS DOLLARS ISN’T ENOUGH TO FEED LATRELL SPREEWELL’S FAMILY! God I could only imagine about other people’s families. It ain’t about that though I love that girl right there. She’s a definitely a great one. You taught her well….”
Maria: “Excuse me?!”
Mr. Reagan: “She can still learn some more I am sure she can learn more especially when I tell her that pushing Gib is really the only thing that should be done. If there’s one thing to do in this world it’s to always put the belt on Gib. You think Mr. Dupree would go for putting the belt on Gib?!”
Maria: “And take it off Camacho?!”
Mr Reagan: “Bless that woman she’s a….”
Maria: “WAR HERO we know we know! Stop saying it! Also how are they going to put a female belt on Gib?! His wife won the title already isn’t that good enough?!”
Mr. Reagan: “It’s never enough! WE can rebuild him… Mold him into Gibfordlina and have him conquer the….”
Maria: “No… Just no… How about if I built myself up and conquered the title for myself. How would you feel about that?!”
Mr. Reagan: “An Italian World champion?! That’s blasphemy!”
Maleek: “Isn’t Gib part Italian….”
Mr. Reagan: “Let’s put the belt on Maria then! Maybe it could attract Gib and….”
Maria: “You really need to not be stuck on him… It’s maddening…. There’s others and besides you aren’t even in the business anymore. You just can’t promise stuff it don’t work like that!”
{Maria begins to get angry as Maleek smiles cutting her off.}
Maleek: “Why don’t we go see the war memorial so we can see the names of all of those who had to deal with Vietnam…”
Mr. Reagan: “I love this boy… Come on Maria let’s see how many relatives of mine we can find…”
{Mr. Reagan runs off as Maria looks back at Maleek crossing her arms.}
Maria: “Fit in my jeans?! Yeah…. We will see about that…”
Maleek: “Maria chill! You know your boy was only trying to win a pops over. Damn you know I always try to holla everyday. Breathe easy!”
{Maria follows after Mr. Reagan as Maleek follows in return. It was going to be a long day.}