"This crazy plan I've concocted was just getting started. He'll never know what hit him. I skipped out on Miss USA and Miss Universe because the title that I was going after meant far more to me than those. This one was personal: Miss Revenge."
Rev...
I always came to the ring in a full gown with a Miss WWE sash and crown. My ring gear was underneath. I'd take forever to undress which leads to booing because I'm holding up the match. I'm a heel but I wasn't hated by any means. Me being able to go in the ring probably helps. Usually male fans, particularly the ones on the internet, always hate pretty girls who didn't spend at least 5 to 10 years on the indies to pay their dues but fortunately, I was able to gaslight them into thinking I have passion because of all the opportunities I turned down to be here. The truth is...I don't give a shit about wrestling. It's just a means to an end for me which I'll get into later.
Naomi was my opponent tonight. I already ran through Dana the week before and Carmella the week before that.
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Once I finally got undressed and in the ring, I began even more stalling, rolling out to check my reflection in my crown. After I received enough heat from the crowd, I got back inside and we locked up.
A lot of Naomi's offense was high flying so I attacked her legs to keep her grounded. I slung Naomi into the corner but she countered with a springboard kick. She then went for the wobbly split-legged moonsault (trying to sell the leg) but I moved at the last second sending her to the canvas.
I hit some right hands, but Naomi hit a palm strike, then another. We did an insane sequence of reversals, ending with me hitting another right hand. Naomi kicked me in the left side, then the right side. I was going for another right hand but she stopped me by going into her flurry kicks.
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We had an exchange of moves, counters, pins and otherwise until I took over. I went for a vicious dragon suplex followed by a stiff kick to the chest. Now that she was down, it was time to set up my finisher which was a cartwheel knee drop to the back of the head that I call...Miss CongeKNEEality.
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