Scene 1-Rose McMahon is backstage then theres a knock on her door.It's her father Shane McMahon.
Rose McMahon-Dad, what the hell are you doing here?
Shane- What I can't come here to see my baby girl?
Rose McMahon-Does Aunt Steph knoe you're here talkin 2 me?
Shane-No and she's not suppose to. I just came by to ask you what the hell were u thinking of joining DX?
Rose-Look dad it was my choice to join an besides you dont even want me around. Now if u'll excuse me I got to go.
As Rose McMahon leaves Scene 1 fades into a commercial Break
Scene 2-As camera's come back from commercials,the camera's are in the ringside area of the arena where fans are waiting anxiously for the next thing to happen.Suddenly the lights go out and a black strobe light flashes through the arena as "My Time" hits the pa.Fans give off a mixed reaction.Rose McMahon makes her way from behind the curtain and smiles at the fans.She makes her way down the ramp and climbs up the steel steps and enters the ring.Rose walks to the middle and throws her arms up over her head.Fans still give off a mixed reaction as Rose walks to Lillian Garcia who hands her the mic.Rose smiles and nods at Lillian as she raises the mic to her lips to speak and fans quiet down.
¤-The Bitch-¤ Rose McMahon-You know something,I understand why all of you are giving me the cold shoulder right now.And with a damn good reason,I was a bitch and well I still am! I know that's not what you wanna hear,but deal with it and move on.Anyway I didn't come here to tell you people how much of a bitch I am,because you all have seen it,and you will all see it again.I came here to talk about how i am gonna defeat ne diva that gets in my way.My first question is,why in hell am i stuck on this show? Do you think i deserve this? Oh yeah I guess i do. What talent does my father have running this fed?Oh wait there is. Being a no good son if a bitch,I almost forgot about that.Why is it that whenever my dads name comes up the only fan can think of is Business.Why is that? That has absolutely nothing to do with me.But that's no matter,because I could'nt give a damn even if I tried.Wanna know what I see when I look at My father? I see trash,a waist of time that needs to be taken out.That's exactly what I intend to do,take out the trash.Haven't you heard the expression,"One man's trash is another man's treasure" well that's kinda like this.Only I'm a women and the treasure is the Women's title.I fully intend to do whatever needs to be done in order to take this title home.I don't give a damn whatmy father throws at me.Even if I have to use some of my "tricks" I will.See I don't care about rules,they don't mean anything to me.I know what they are,doesn't mean I'm going to follow them.I'm a McMahon,and that gives me a certain power that my father and no other superstar has.I know more about this business than all of the superstars back there combined.I grew up living this business.Learning what it takes to be at the top.I mean when I was a little kid and I used to come with my father to these shows.I saw the diva's,the legends like Moolah and Alundra Blaze,Sable,all of them..even the good for nothing Sunny.I saw them all accomplish something at one time or another.Hell yes even I accomplished something back a few years ago when everything was run by my dad.But dad on the other hand,has accomplsihed a whole lot of nothing.Just like what he is here,you don't see what kind of ring smarts I really have until your in the ring with me,and ever then you dout me.But in the end you all learn a lesson and that lesson is:"Mess with the best and go down like the rest",a lesson that I teach very often.To a lot of under achievers such as my father.You look at me and see eye candy,you see the diva's that would prefer to stand outside of the ring and look on as someone else is getting their ass kicked.And there was a time when that was true,but I didn't come here to the WWE to let someone else get the spotlight and claim the fame that I deserve.I let oppertunity pass me by way to many times before,and it'll be a cold day in hell where I'll play that game again.But then when you look at it,that's what this really is.It's a game,and usually much like this Thursday I come out the winner.But people don't seem to understand,I'm not just the winner,I'm the whole damn game.This "game" is in my blood,running through my veins.It's everything I am.Some people call that "power Hungy" I call it determination.I am a very determined diva,I am finally fighting back for what i want and not only am I fighting back,I'm fighting back by myself.No help,not Hunter's,not Steph's,well maybe Steph and Hunter but not my dad's....all me.I don't want anyone's pity,I want to win and know that I have won because I took care of business,and not that someone took care of business for me.These diva's walk around here like they know everything about me,well guess what they're all wrong,and poor dad has to be the first one to learn.Let's just say he was in the right place at the wrong time.U see,don't really know what happened to any of my fathers plan.But somehow that plan got thrown and this new one came into play.Although I am suremy dad is very excited,I guess that's because he might get a taste of reality like I have.I have tasted the gold and you know what? I like it,dad let's look at the one huge difference between you and me...I have talent and you don't.I mean sure yeah you have the class of a because your my father and you walk around here like the best and you dress like a the best .But you don't have the in-ring abilites of a "true" superstar has.Something that I didn't have all that long ago either.But I was smart and got myself some training and what do ya know.Bing bam boom I know how to wrestle,I mean really wrestle.I'm no longer into the pulling hair and poking eyes.That's not my "style" so to speak,at least not anymore it isn't.I want to come into this ring next Thursday and show you dad,show you exactly what my style is.Because it's simple,it's just a good old ass whooping.I have come so far in this business to let some trash like you take it away..-fans boo- Oh will you people just shut the hell up! I'm trying to talk.I'm not really interested in what you people have to say.
Rose-Just shut up! All of you,your nothing but "can't make it out of the 5th grade trailor park trash" Anyway back to what i was saying before you ungratful scumbags interupted me.This is my chance to finally take the power and fame that's mine.I can feel it in my reach,and I like the way it feels.Trust me Torrie,I won't stop reaching until it's in my hands and around my shoulder.Meaning the gold dad,the championship.I will represent the diva's of this company whether they like it or not,like I said before I don't care about them.I care about me and my career,you people say I'm not loyal.That couldn't be further from he truth,I'm a very loyal person.I'm loyal to me and that's all I care about.So let me leave you with one question Trish,Stacy,Marissa, and Monique,are you ready to be bitch slapped by me??
As Rose drops the mic Scene 2 ends
End Of RP
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