The scene opens to a extravagant looking hotel room, it was definitely a pent house suite, and Peisinoe was enjoying every inch of that room, from the gigantic bathroom with jacuzzi tub with like a gazillion jets in it, to the bubble machine built into it. The huge mirror that she could look at herself in from top to bottom. The black marble floors. There was a huge kitchen, something Peisinoe wouldn't use while she was here for sure, and a king sized bed that was all for her. Fantastic view from her balcony, and the comfiest chairs sitting on that balcony. She would live here if it didn't seem lame after a while. Only issue was the maids here were lazy, there were towels sitting the corner from the night before, and her bed was still a ragged mess, she'd complain about that later.
Instead Peisinoe was seen pacing back and forth in front of that messy bed. Still in a bikini from earlier that day, and a silky robe covering most of that, but still open in the middle. She'd shower the chlorine off of herself later, but right now she had a bone to pick with...what was his name? Crow? All day she had been trying to find ways to relax after watching his promo, jacuzzi, a couple drinks, the pool, a massage, none of it worked. She sat down on her bed to think, only to get up and pace again.She stops and a smile spreads across her face, idea? Probably. She sat down on the bed, tied her robe up, crossed her legs and intertwined her fingers together.
"So I suppose you think you made some valid point today Crow? Well i'm going to say you supposed wrong. Sorry but let you tell you what was wrong with what you said today. You took everything I said out of context, but that's ok most people do. I plan it out that way usually. I like when my opponents go in thinking one thing, and get me completely wrong. You see I love how you assume that I am a whore because I say a few things, sure they may have sounded bad, dirty, may have made me sound like a hussy, but that's definitely not the case. This image I must withhold to be who I am makes me look to be the real bad guy here. That's fine, it doesn't bother me, but it's not nice to bring one's family into it, and Crow that's jus what you did. You don't know my mother, or my father, you don't know how hard my family worked to be where we are now, and because we just so happen to be lucky and get what we wanted doesn't make us bad people and it doesn't mean we don't appreciate what we have. Yes I may have been fed with the silver spoon so to speak, but that doesn't mean I didn't have to work to make sure I kept that silver spoon. Always upholding appearances, being daddy's little princess, do you really think he'd keep handing me the gold card if he knew I was out there manipulating guys and getting what i wanted? Please he'd smack me so fast I wouldn't see it coming.
Peisinoe looks down and shakes her head and laughs a sarcastic laugh and looks back up at the camera.
"I was bored with my "rich" life so I decided to make a new one, and I wont lie it was lots of fun. Did some daring things my father would never have approved of and yea I will admit I did have my days where not only fucking with a mans mind was fun but fucking him was too. Yes, yes, I do have such a vulgar mouth don't us. I'm sinful I wont deny that, but I am sinfully good, and I will take that over being like you any day. I live my life to the fullest. I'm not stupid, I lead my life right, I don't get myself into trouble, and I am defiantly not this whore you assume I am because of some naughty comments. I plot, I play, I do what I know is right for me, what i am good at without really trying, and well that in my opinion is something fucking great."
Peisinoe finally stands up again and folds her hands together all except her to index fingers, which she places together and up to her lips, tapping them a couple times before smiling deviously,then removing her fingers from her lips so she could speak
"You have a sick way of thinking, I will admit that, but you've just got it all wrong, it's just silly how a man will always assume that their female opponent is a whore, your whole promo was based around this hope that what you say about me is true, but it's not, and I shouldn't have to explain myself to you, but it always happens that we have to do that, yet it usually doesn't mean anything, cause words are just words. Actions speak louder then words Crow and I plan on proving that this week. Since I was a little girl I wanted to be a wrestler, I learned from my father, I learned from my brother, I may act like a little princess, but even real princesses like to get their hands dirty from time to time and wrestling was the best way to get mine dirty. You see you may think that violence is your thing, and manipulating is mine, yea I will admit I get a real kick out of watching guys fumble over their own feet to please me only to get everything taken from them, but I like a little violence too, little hardcore action....in the ring, and trust me, I can dish it out just as hard as you can, and take it just as easily. I am not a fragile little thing, trust me there, I am so much more then you could even imagine, that is a fact. Sure I may be on a high horse but i deserve to be here, it's how I survive, making other people feel inferior is what I do because it works for me, and why does it work? It works because people are so insecure about themselves they don't have the good since their momma gave them to tell me to shut the fuck up, they are intimidated by me, and that's a-ok with me. Why wont your tactics work on me? I don't intimidate easily."
She bends down slightly to looks straight into the camera
"I wont say I am sorry for the life you had to lead, cause I really could give a good flying fuck about the life you led. It doesn't really strike my heartstrings hard, actually not at all. We can't all be lucky like me and i wont be weak and feel sorry for everyone who does. I don't know you, therefore I don't care. Sob stories about being poor does nothing to me, and for all we know you could be lying to get some sympathy. The reason a lot of people are "poor" is because they are usually too lazy to get off their asses and do something real about it, they stick themselves in dead end jobs that pay shit because they decided to give up on themselves. You can feel sorry for them, but I choose not to. Get an education, do something with your life, but leave a sob story for people to listen to. You did what you had to do I am sure, you're here now, guess your "hard work" paid off. Good for you, i'd clap but I really don't want to.
Peisinoe plays back some footage from Crows Promo "How much have you ever wanted to grab a Title Peisinoe? How about a dream? Would you be willing to climb up a ladder covered in barbed wire just to make it to the top? Would you break every bone in your body just to be a respected? Would you have concussion after concussion just to put food on the table?" She turns the footage off and turns to the camera again
" You bet your scarred ass I would, wrestling and getting a title shot is the only thing in my life my father would never be able to buy for me. You may think of me as some little tart, but this little tart has more heart then you think she'd ever have. I may be one thing outside of the ring, but i am a warrior inside of that ring and you'd better believe that one. I may not have scars to show that, but that doesn't make me any less a winner than you.
Peisinoe picks up the camera and chuckles.
"Oh for the record, unless you can all of a sudden speak to the dead, you did no "talking" to my father, but that was a great try on besmirching my character. I'll see you at the show hmm, bring your A game, and i'll bring the smokes, the quicker your ugly little bitch dies the better for us all wouldn't you think?"
She grins and flicks the camera off
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