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Date Posted: 00:47:50 03/27/05 Sun
Author: Rookie Divas
Subject: Diva Fashion Show!
In reply to: Stacy's Marketing Agency 's message, "Backstage" on 22:39:40 03/08/05 Tue






~The Coach stands in the middle of the ring, mic in hand, addressing the crowd.~ The time has come, and that time is for the Divas Fashion Show! ~The crowd cheers.~ Raw has been blessed with three new fine, fine, and might I add FINE Divas… so let’s bring them out! Introducing first, the stunning Amy Weber!









~Amy struts out at the top of the ramp, wearing a very sexy business suit, the skirt extremely short and the top cut low. She struts down the ramp and climbs into the ring.~



~Coach wipes the sweat from his forehead, nodding his head as he looks Amy up and down.~ Introducing next, our very own little Boston Celtic, Joy Giovanni!









~Joy now bounces out, wearing a polka dotted midriff top, wearing her breasts practically popping out the top, and a matching short flouncy skirt. She bounces down the ramp, grinning and waving to the crowd before climbing into the ring.~



~Coach leans against the ropes, watching Amy and Joy and pulls at his collar.~ Aaaaand finally, the vivacious Christy Hemme!









~Christy skips out from backstage, wearing a very tight white dress with a very short skirt. She skips and jumps down the ramp, with her arm raised high, waving to the crowd, a huge grin on her face. She then joins the other two ladies in the ring.~



~The crowd is cheering loudly as the three Divas strut their stuff, however, they are interrupted as the lights go out, and a giggle is heard over the speakers.~











OH! It’s Time To Rock ‘N Roll!







~The fans boo as Trish Stratus’ silhouette appears at the top of the stage. She struts out into the light, a hand on her hip, a mic in her other hand, the Women’s World Championship draped over her shoulder, and a smirk across her face. She heads down the ramp and climbs into the ring, smirking out to the crowd before turning around and looking at Coach, an eyebrow raised.~


Trish: Coach, do you mind? I’d like to have a chat with my fellow… ~chuckles~ Divas, WITHOUT you crowding the ring.

~Coach raises his hands, not putting up a fight, and climbs out of the ring, heading to the back. Trish then turns to the three ladies, looking unimpressed.~

Trish: So, is this what you three think it takes to be considered a Diva?

~The three look to each other, not really sure how to respond, and Trish laughs.~

Trish: Ladies, ladies… that wasn’t supposed to be a stumper. Cause the answer is NO. Any skank can prounce around in what you three are wearing – honestly, Joy, polka dots? – but only a one of a kind Diva can do what I can do, and do it with CLASS. And that’s why I’m the Women’s Champion, and why you three will NEVER be anything more than trailer trash.

~Christy juts her jaw, stepping up to Trish. Trish raises a brow at her.~ Got something to say there, Red?

~Christy reaches forward and snatches the mic right from Trish’s hands, stepping back from her.~ Actually, YEAH, I do. Trish, we DO realize that we’re the new girls around here, and we’ve got to work hard to earn everyone’s respect. But we’re gonna do what it takes to show that we’re just as talented as any other Diva around here.

~Trish stares in shock at her hand, still in disbelief that Christy had the nerve to grab it from her like that. She then grits her teeth at Christy’s words, grabbing the mic right back from her. She lets out a heartless and disbelieving laugh.~ Just as… talented? You’ve got to be kidding me. ONE, that’s MISS STRATUS to you. TWO, you are no where NEAR as talented as I am. THREE, Christy, you will NEVER earn respect from anyone around here because you are nothing but a SLUT.

~Trish leans right into Christy’s face at the last word, then piefaces her right down to the mat! Joy and Amy rush over to Christy’s defense, but Trish raises a menacing fist, causing the both of them to back off. Trish then leans over Christy, pulling her head up by her hair, as Christy shrieks out in pain. Just then, the crowd starts to cheer wildly as Lauren rushes down the ramp!~













~Trish backs off of Christy, putting some distance between her and Lauren, who now slides into the ring. Lauren picks up the mic that Trish dropped to the mat, staring at Trish with a set jaw.~

Lauren: Trish, let’s get one thing straight. The ONLY reason you’re Women’s Champ is because Wrestlemania hasn’t happened yet. Because, honestly, talking trash and attacking the NON-COMPETITIVE new girls isn’t really gonna get you prepared for me. NOTHING can get you prepared for me.

~Trish watches Lauren, gritting her teeth and shaking her head. She then climbs through the ropes to head out of the ring. Once Trish is on the apron, Lauren turns to Christy to give her hand, and Trish sees her golden opportunity, rushing back through the ropes. Lauren sees her coming, but a second too late, as she gets nailed right in the head with a wicked Trish Kick! Christy shrieks, and she backs into a corner with Amy and Joy, but Trish has had her moment as she grins widely, climbing out of the ring. She holds her belt up high, grinning proudly as she stares at the fallen Lauren, before heading backstage.~

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