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Heather and Nick had spent the whole week celebrating Christmas, first making their way to Des Moines with Heather's family then down to Florida with Nick's family. Exhausted would be an understatement. To pass the time though Nick and Heather had no choice but to document their times with sarcastic comments and talks of their career on camera.
"Hello cunts and sluts, welcome to the first addition of Perfection Exceeded, I'm your host Heather Mackenzie, and my co-host the sexy and amazing..the "Experience" Nicholas Slater..." The shakiness of the camera turned to see the face of Nick Slater as he pointed to the camera with a wink. He then turned it back to view Heather. The pair were sitting in Nick's old room in his father's house in Florida. "Now on tonight's edition we're going to talk about a couple things that are on my mind. Starting with FWAR, and my debut. I am officially putting myself into the battle royal for the Diva's Championship. Not just because I want to be a champion again, but because I want to write my name in the FWAR history books as the first. Now as it is right now a lot of you strictly FWAR fans probably haven't seen me, well besides being at the side of one of the most dominate divas in the business today, Hadley Harper. So on New Years day, you will be in for a treat when you get to see what I have in that ring. As it should be the Material Girls will both be champions because we're that good, and even though Hadley somehow didn't win the women's championship despite that fact that she is obviously better, she will still be the best damn cruiserweight champion this place has ever seen and I will show the world that Jasmine Sweet is a poor excuse for a champion by showing her that a I am a real women's champion when I win the divas championship." Heather nodded her head.
"Damn right!" Nick's voice came from behind the camera and Heather giggled to herself. Nick then turned the camera back onto himself. "There isn't anyone in the women's locker room...hell the whole roster of FWAR that can match up to the talent that this beautiful woman has." Nick turned the camera back on a smiling Heather.
"That's exactly right baby." Heather nodded her head. "As for my opponents in this match, well who they will all be is completely unclear at this point but I can tell you this, I don't care who enters into this match because no matter what I'll be coming out the winner. I don't do things half way it's all or nothing for me so no matter who is in it the outcome will be the same. Me, as the very first FWAR diva's champion." Heather grinned. "Now, what do we have so far? Two washed up former WWE divas? Wow what a match this will be." Heather rolled her eyes adding to her sarcasm. "See those girls, they were good, but this isn't the WWE and they won't be seeing the same success. Cause you see my goal in my wrestling career is simple, rid it of the generic bitches that roam the hallways and taint the inside of the ring that I love. Trish Stratus, she is the reason there are so many of those pathetic wanna-bes. They all wanted to follow in her footsteps and be the same damn thing she is. Me? Not so much. I was never a Stratus follower in fact I was one of the first to realize that she was completely overrated and trust me, still is. She knows how to talk, I'll give her that, but in the ring she doesn't even come close to knowing how to keep up with me. Then we have Melina, in the WWE she was an innovator one of the best, but she's done nothing but go down hill since stepping foot into FWAR. Both of them have in fact lost the talent that they barely possessed. Me though, I'm just getting started with my career. I'm just taking off and I am better than ever." Heather grinned presenting herself as Nick stepped back a little with the camera. "You know what's bothering me about these two, besides the fact that Trish is the most cookie cutter "diva" there is. Melina has gone soft. The girl used to have a fire behind her and now there is nothing. She only cares about being with Batista and not stepping on any toes. That is certainly not the amazing cut throat Melina that used to be. Now she's just turned into one of them. One of the obnoxious disgusting excuses for talent that can't do anything but be the good girl." Heather shook her head in pity. "It's okay though, I like it that way, cause if it was the Melina that I watched in the WWE I might actually have some competition, and I don't mind an easy win." Heather shrugged letting off a cocky laugh. "You see Hadley and I, we're not called "Material Girls" for nothing. We like material things and we aren't afraid to admit it and the only thing that girls like better than diamonds is gold, and that's exactly why come Friday, I'll be getting my taste of it." Heather nodded confidently. "That's it for this edition of Perfection Exceeded, tune in soon for more. Hate always." Heather winked as the screen went blank. |
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