Post by Hayden Newsom on Nov 21, 2016 16:40:59 GMT -5
Crystal flips her hair overhead and flips it back as she slides her hands through the side of her hair. She cocks to the side and tilts her head up while winking at the camera.
Crystal Taylor: “Blah, blah, blah, if I hear ONE more time how my husband and Mikey loss to Sweet Annihilation, I am going to strangle somebody! Ugh, why do they think I care to hear repetition? Over and over again? Puh-lease! I have better things to do than worry about the past. I know Drake Knight and Ice are probably going to be bloating another DECADE, but here’s the sweetest thing of it all… I have the opportunity of a lifetime! A chance to enter a woman’s match with the possibility of competing against Kandi Washington for the newly reinstated Femme Fatale Championship!”
She slides her hand to the right, snapping her fingers. She slouches over and sits her hands on her thighs.
Crystal Taylor: “Last week, Helena went down like a cheap prostitute on Hollywood Blvd last Meltdown and Mr. Hayes said she could compete against this Meltdown for a SECOND chance at the Femme Fatale Championship!”
She pinches her nose and leans up.
Crystal Taylor: “Totally not fair, but can you imagine if you lose both opportunities at the title? Girl, you would make the wrestling’s Hall of Shame definitely!”
She holds a “L” shape motion with her fingers above her forehead.
Crystal Taylor: “Cause she’s a loser!”
She slides both hands through her hair and holds her hands at the top tangled in her hair. She sighs.
Crystal Taylor: “But ew, this Jenny girl really seems like she has a chip on her shoulder. God, she just runs her mouth over and over again about the same immaterial garbage she has since the last couple of Meltdown’s. Get over it, girly! Jenny, you lost to Helena because she was better than you and if she was better than you, what makes you think you can beat that bitch Kandi Washington!? Are you blasted crazy?”
She slides her hands down out of her hair and motions a slap.
Crystal Taylor: “Girl, please… BYE! I ain’t got time to deal with your crap because I have a title match to prep myself for. I think the only true candidate for that second spot at Holiday Fear is me… Ms. Crystal Taylor—the plastic Barbie of all professional wrestling! Let’s be real girl, Kandi has beaten me three times in 4CW, but she only has ONE pin over me! I have two wins over her in PWF. I will be looking to tie it up with her at this year’s Holiday Fear and you can bank on that, bitch!”
She opens her mouth and licks the left corner of her lips. She slouches over to the left and places her hand on the back of her head as she starts stretching.
Crystal Taylor: “The struggle is real, girl! You must be real thirsty, if you think you are a shoe in for Wave 2 of the Femme Fatale Challenge. But nah, let me explain to you why you won’t win Wave 2, kay? Wave 2 is going to be unpredictable and very challenging. So challenging your ass won’t be able to handle it. Look at what you did in the six-femme fatale challenge match? Honestly, I wish I was one of Kat’s partners because I would have made you, Helena, and Kandi look like a couple of baby dolls! You would be lying there crying! But you won and yet you are still complaining because you looked bad!? Girl, bye! You look like a drag queen on heroin! So of course you looked bad!”
She leans back up and starts stretching her lower back as she pops the joints in her back.
Crystal Taylor: “Just don’t expect a bra and panties match because Mr. Hayes would surely disappoint the fans, if they have to see any of the femme fatales half-naked! Helena? Kat? No One? Nobody looks as good as me half-naked and that's why PLAYBOY has me on speed dial! Kandi might have posed, but who wants a sixty year old has-been on their centerfold? They must be REAL desperate. Like yuck! But let it be a cage match… let it be a hardcore match… let it be a locker room brawl match… I’ll hit you with a blow dryer… burn you with my curly iron… slap you and break a handheld mirror across your face! It doesn't matter what stipulation Edric Hayes adds to this match because it'll be my arm raised. I am going to be the one praised and people will be hyping up the downfall of Kandi Washington. Long live the Queen because her queendom is about to shatter right before everybody's eyes next month. So sit down Jenny with your clueless ass because you have no clue what is going to happen at Meltdown #82. But there is one thing for certain…”
She licks her lips very seductively aggressive as she leans forward.
Crystal Taylor: “Meltdown is going to be SSSIIIMMMPPPPLLLLLYYYYY GGGGGOOOORRRRGGGGGEEEEEOOOOUUUUSSSS!”
She places her hand over her mouth and blows a kiss to the camera. She starts waving to the camera as she winks. The scene fades to black.
Crystal Taylor: “Blah, blah, blah, if I hear ONE more time how my husband and Mikey loss to Sweet Annihilation, I am going to strangle somebody! Ugh, why do they think I care to hear repetition? Over and over again? Puh-lease! I have better things to do than worry about the past. I know Drake Knight and Ice are probably going to be bloating another DECADE, but here’s the sweetest thing of it all… I have the opportunity of a lifetime! A chance to enter a woman’s match with the possibility of competing against Kandi Washington for the newly reinstated Femme Fatale Championship!”
She slides her hand to the right, snapping her fingers. She slouches over and sits her hands on her thighs.
Crystal Taylor: “Last week, Helena went down like a cheap prostitute on Hollywood Blvd last Meltdown and Mr. Hayes said she could compete against this Meltdown for a SECOND chance at the Femme Fatale Championship!”
She pinches her nose and leans up.
Crystal Taylor: “Totally not fair, but can you imagine if you lose both opportunities at the title? Girl, you would make the wrestling’s Hall of Shame definitely!”
She holds a “L” shape motion with her fingers above her forehead.
Crystal Taylor: “Cause she’s a loser!”
She slides both hands through her hair and holds her hands at the top tangled in her hair. She sighs.
Crystal Taylor: “But ew, this Jenny girl really seems like she has a chip on her shoulder. God, she just runs her mouth over and over again about the same immaterial garbage she has since the last couple of Meltdown’s. Get over it, girly! Jenny, you lost to Helena because she was better than you and if she was better than you, what makes you think you can beat that bitch Kandi Washington!? Are you blasted crazy?”
She slides her hands down out of her hair and motions a slap.
Crystal Taylor: “Girl, please… BYE! I ain’t got time to deal with your crap because I have a title match to prep myself for. I think the only true candidate for that second spot at Holiday Fear is me… Ms. Crystal Taylor—the plastic Barbie of all professional wrestling! Let’s be real girl, Kandi has beaten me three times in 4CW, but she only has ONE pin over me! I have two wins over her in PWF. I will be looking to tie it up with her at this year’s Holiday Fear and you can bank on that, bitch!”
She opens her mouth and licks the left corner of her lips. She slouches over to the left and places her hand on the back of her head as she starts stretching.
Crystal Taylor: “The struggle is real, girl! You must be real thirsty, if you think you are a shoe in for Wave 2 of the Femme Fatale Challenge. But nah, let me explain to you why you won’t win Wave 2, kay? Wave 2 is going to be unpredictable and very challenging. So challenging your ass won’t be able to handle it. Look at what you did in the six-femme fatale challenge match? Honestly, I wish I was one of Kat’s partners because I would have made you, Helena, and Kandi look like a couple of baby dolls! You would be lying there crying! But you won and yet you are still complaining because you looked bad!? Girl, bye! You look like a drag queen on heroin! So of course you looked bad!”
She leans back up and starts stretching her lower back as she pops the joints in her back.
Crystal Taylor: “Just don’t expect a bra and panties match because Mr. Hayes would surely disappoint the fans, if they have to see any of the femme fatales half-naked! Helena? Kat? No One? Nobody looks as good as me half-naked and that's why PLAYBOY has me on speed dial! Kandi might have posed, but who wants a sixty year old has-been on their centerfold? They must be REAL desperate. Like yuck! But let it be a cage match… let it be a hardcore match… let it be a locker room brawl match… I’ll hit you with a blow dryer… burn you with my curly iron… slap you and break a handheld mirror across your face! It doesn't matter what stipulation Edric Hayes adds to this match because it'll be my arm raised. I am going to be the one praised and people will be hyping up the downfall of Kandi Washington. Long live the Queen because her queendom is about to shatter right before everybody's eyes next month. So sit down Jenny with your clueless ass because you have no clue what is going to happen at Meltdown #82. But there is one thing for certain…”
She licks her lips very seductively aggressive as she leans forward.
Crystal Taylor: “Meltdown is going to be SSSIIIMMMPPPPLLLLLYYYYY GGGGGOOOORRRRGGGGGEEEEEOOOOUUUUSSSS!”
She places her hand over her mouth and blows a kiss to the camera. She starts waving to the camera as she winks. The scene fades to black.