The Soviet March started to play and the heavy Russian fighter would step out of the backstage area. Her big Russian flag over her shoulder and a twisted smirk on her face. Slowly she started to stomp down to the ring waving the flag around high, getting loud boos from the crowed. But these boos would make her wave the lag only even more. She would walk right through the middle of the ramp, with people from the left and right showing her thumps down. She would soon reach the ring and started to marsh around it slowly. When she was done she would stop close to the announcement table and put the flag down there, so it would stand upwards. Afterwards she would slowly walk up the stairs into the ring to enter it. Inside she would flex a lot showing off her perfectly trained body. She would keep flexing for a bit, only making the crowed hate her even more. Soon though she would wave one of the stuff workers over to hand her the microphone.
“now you shut up!” she would say with her strong Russian dialect. The crowed would go quieter but wouldn´t be shutting up fully. “this weekend the great nation of russia did show again why are the best at everything! For soccer, we did beat your little girly team, your little girls did cry!”Natasha would point to the titantron and it would show the result of the soccor game. “you are failure!”
Then she would walk up and down. “but because you are not only horrible at sports, also horrible sportmans one of you weaklings did attack me in the bar I was… but she did regret it.”
Natasha would point at the titanron showing short clips of her throwing around the Japanese woman who attacked her… but only the clips where she was in control.
“like all Japanese, she did fail. I broke her and showed her mercy after she begged me to let her go!”
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