THE STRATUSPHERE
*"Stratusfaction" plays over the speakers as Trish Stratus comes walking out from behind the curtain with her women's championship over her shoulder. She is wearing a black leather skirt, a tight pink shirt, and her usual hat on top of her head. She is smiling brightly atop the ramp as the fans especially the male ones are screaming and cheering for Trish. She makes her way down the rampway waving at either side of her to the fans. When she reaches the bottom of the rampway she walks over to the metal steps and walks up them to the ring apron where she slowly climbs through the middle rope. Lilian Garcia hands her a microphone. The music gets cut and the fans settle down a bit as Trish standing in the middle of the ring raises the microphone to her lips.*
Trish Stratus: Stephie, Stephie Stephie, how you disappoint me. You really don't know how to keep your mouth shut do you? You came out here to continue to do what you do so often and that's bore the fans of this great federation. Long winded and small minded describes you best. I really wish you would just learn that your place is in the back where you could hide that hideous face from the rest of the world for the rest of your days. You have been gone for quite some time and it's nice to have you back so that there will be a little competition around here finally. You should have already learned however that I am the women's champion and I intend on staying just that for a very, very long time. There is no way in hell I would allow myself to be defeated by the likes of you. Honostly Stephanie, what makes you think you are so great? Just because daddy has a lot of money? Or is it because your husband is the biggest loser on the face of this planet so bad that he jobs to every other superstar on the roster. He even has a championship that he never defends. Isn't that just sad? You thought that everyone would be delighted to see your return, well guess what? You were so wrong. You have managed to do nothing more than to make a few fans sick to their stomachs. You would be the perfect star for a horror film, or maybe a whore film. That is how you made yourself get on "top" of this business isn't Steph? Let me be the first to welcome you back, but not with hand shakes and hugs, no, let me show you how the IXWF has changed and how I am un-doubtedly the most dominant Diva to ever grace this ring. I mean really, you talk about your mad training? The only training that it looks like you gained was that brisk walk to the refrigerator, and constant motions of your hand to the bag of chips and back to your mouth. A very rigerous training routine I am sure. Stephanie, you may have been un-defeated in the past, but you have not the slightest clue what you are getting yourself into. I can not wait to tear you limb from limb to prove to you that you are not as dominate as you may think. As far as I am concerned you walked out on this place. I do not believe that you were injured, no you just could not handle it so you left for an extended period of time, I'm guessing so that the Gods of wrestling would bless you with talent while you were sitting on your @$$! Stephanie, I will be tossing you around this ring worst than a rag doll, because I will be d@mned if I am going to allow the likes of you to defeat the likes of me. I won't let someone so below me, and yes I said below me not to be confused with the commands you get from the other superstars in the back if you take out the "E", because I have already proven that I am more dominating in the ring, I have more talent, I have more brains, and I d@mn sure have the better of the looks. I hope you enjoy being in wonder land Alice, because that is the only place where you will reign supreme as the women's champion. Here in the real world you do not stand a chance and I think that you know that. This Monday Night on Raw, Stratusfaction will be guaranteed, and sweetie, say hello to the person who will retain the women's championship. Me.
*"Stratusfaction" starts back up, and the fans once again cheer wildly. Trish drops down the microphone and the smile beams over her face. She steps out of the ring onto the floor then walks up the rampway. She turns around at the top of the ramp and throws her hands holding the championship into the air then goes back behind the curtain. The music dies down and after a few more minutes the fans calm down.*
OOC: Eh if you read the message that linked to this rp then this isn't needed.
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