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Natilliya Hulud
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Date Posted: 18:50:41 03/09/02 Sat
The entrance door slams open as "The One and Only" Natilliya Hulud enters into the arena. The camera follows the "Devilish Diva" as she walks into her locker room slamming the door. About 30 mins later the door slams open and she walks out pushing the camera man and she makes her way to the curtains. She takes a deep breath and mumbles something....
Natilliya: Ok...here it goes!
The lights go dim all around the arena. "DeadGirl Superstar" by Rob Zombie plays over the PA system. Natilliya Hulud steps out onto the ramp as the crowed chants "Princess" . She smiles and does a front handspring on the ramp. She lands on her feet and then taunts the crowed. They all cheer louder. She makes her way to the ring. She slides in and she grabs a microphone. The ring announcer quickly jumps out of the ring knowing that she can be like her father at times. Her music cuts and she raises the mic to her mouth and she speaks...
Natilliya: Hellloooo fans! You know, it's been a while since your wonderful Princess has been out in the ring, but I guess that while is up! And I suspose you want to know why eh? CUS' I'M BBBBAAAACCCCKKK!!!
Screams from the fans fill the arena as Natilliya adjusts her earplugs. She raises the mic to her mouth and she begins to speak again..
Natilliya: Damn, I knew ya'll loved me, but not that much! But anyways, lets get down to business! Rebirth of Tragedy, there will be some crazy Motha Fuckas in that Battle Royal and it just so happens that one of those crazy Motha Fuckas is ME! Now, there are some others that are pretty cool, and well there are the ones that are in my loser book. Like for instance, Brett Armstrong. He is a man that is in my loser book. This guy comes out thinking he the fuckin' King around here! And I look at him like he is my peasent. You know, the idiots that work on the farms, make my wine, bow to me because I am the their Princess and Queen. Brett please, don't be so full of yourself because all you are asking for is ass kickin'. Someone who is also in my loser book is Ares. This guy doesn't know his ass from his elbow! This guy is worse than Brett! He calls me and everyone else wannabe wrestlers? This little boy has alot to learn and I will be one of the people to teach you the sport of wrestling. I have been in this business probabaly longer than you have. So therefore, you have steped into my territory, and when it you two morons step into the ring with the Natster, you will relize that I am better than you, and I will always be better than you.
Right before she begins to speak again, A long black limo shows up on the tittron. On each side of the hood of the limo there are the flags of Armenia. Natilliya's eyes widen and she quickly drops her microphone and she jumps out of the ring running up the ramp. The cameras switch to her running down the hall. Just as she gets to her locker room she sees her Grandparents. She tries to run away but the Armenian guards hold her back. They throw her in her locker room and her grandparents walk in. The camera man concentrates on Natilliya and her grandparents.
Grandfather: Natilliya, the reason why I am here is because it's time for you to go back. Royalty does not belong in the slums of America!
Natilliya: Then why he fuck are you here? You don't belong here! I ran away for a reason! And that reason was to....
Her grandmother speaks up...
Grandmother: DON'T YOU SPEAK TO YOUR GRANDFATHERLIKE THAT!
Natilliya: FUUUUUCCCCKKKKKK YYYOOOUUU!!!! GET OUT! ALL OF YOU! i'LL FUCKIN KILL ALL OF YAS!
Grandfather: We will talk to you later!
All of them walk out as Natilliya sits there in tears. She pushes the camera man and the scene ends.
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