"Play It" by Sneakout blares out of the high expense speakers!
Oh no thick walls, are gonna block the waves,
No not quite space enough between that'd ever kill the bass,
Ooh aah that shaking rattling cracking you can't take it cause you know it rubs you wrong,
Expecting the return of that lousy Wanton fella, the crowd booed!
Would he call Harli back out, right after he had his match?
No! The crowd erupted in cheers at sight of the refreshing Miss E herself!
Microphone in hand and a warm smile in return for her reception.
Briskly walking clean off stage and down ramp, she was set for business.
But does it rub you wrong?
Ooh you can fight it if you want, if you want
Yeah ooh you can fight it if you want, if you want
No use hiding while denying it,
You really don't want to fight so just join along,
Just join along.
Up those steps and a leg first, over the mid rope, entering quickly.
The music dies out, as she changed her steps for the center, from brisk to casual.
Oh no thick walls, are gonna block the waves,
No not quite space enough between that'd ever kill the bass,
Ooh aah that shaking rattling cracking you can't take it cause you know it rubs you wrong,
Expecting the return of that lousy Wanton fella, the crowd booed!
Would he call Harli back out, right after he had his match?
No! The crowd erupted in cheers at sight of the refreshing Miss E herself!
Microphone in hand and a warm smile in return for her reception.
Briskly walking clean off stage and down ramp, she was set for business.
But does it rub you wrong?
Ooh you can fight it if you want, if you want
Yeah ooh you can fight it if you want, if you want
No use hiding while denying it,
You really don't want to fight so just join along,
Just join along.
Up those steps and a leg first, over the mid rope, entering quickly.
The music dies out, as she changed her steps for the center, from brisk to casual.
"Hello, Saint Louis!" Greeting the audience cheerfully, genuinely glad to make her debut in WCWG's grandest Pay-Per-View.
"I'm sure, you know who I am. Please, allow me to give you some further insight of what I am." Miss E began to start to saunter aimlessly around the ring.
"I was the student of my brother, Nick Williams. An independent in Gaia Wrestling Federation. A slave of Freakshow, for a time, in Evolution Wrestling Association. Then, an item of trade for a championship, becoming Guy 'The Fox' Cancer's protege."
Ambling over to a corner, she rested her elbows on the top turnbuckle, moving her free hand, motioning along the words she spoke.
"From there, for a time, I wandered from one company to another, trying to gather some ground, I was lost. I had the ability, but what good is it, when the mind has been afflicted by a freak sickness, it does not know how to handle?" E's brow furrowed, expressing troubled distress, backed away from the corner buckle.
"My mind was altered, twisted.. then tossed to be handled by another, and abandoned, only to be beckoned for a selfish purpose. I became.. out of my mind. I searched for comfort to regain that feeling, that source, the source of sickness! To.. Perhaps overcome it and have a sense of clarity once again.. it didn't work." Miss E's face seemed overcome with loss, sorrowful.
Hesitating to say more, she chose not to. Further hesitations made in her movements, seemingly unable to continue speaking, Miss E turned to face and exit the ring where she entered. Instead of going down the steps, E walked along the apron to its middle, taking a seat. Bringing up the mic, speaking with words entranced.
"I took some time away to watch, review, train, gather it all. All the knowledge from Nick, Freak, Guy.. hone it all within me and concoct an idea. Despite the opening and closing of companies, I will remain. Members of factions gather and disband, I must remain. Accomplishments, accolades, trophies, medals, awards, championships.. they all fade. It must continue."
An impassioned tone slipped out, in her last words and slipping off the apron to floor, Miss E started a leisurely stroll around the ring.
"With this, I started something for myself." Her first words were spoken in a dreamy manner, until a sudden halt of surprise hit her face, as if in a fright, body tightened up, stunned! E's voice now carried a panic whisper, when spoke next. "Something new came about! A new sickness came, though it was poison, the feeling was similar enough, I was becoming afflicted once again, to a snake!" Miss E's body relaxed and even a smile emerged, though it was half hearted. "This time, I had prepared myself and that snake was given a fight. That snake soon vanished and left me some withdrawals, leaving me struggling to lead my new company, causing me to make faulty decisions.." She stops, not suddenly, but in realization that she made it full circle and is now looking down at ramps end. Muttering almost to herself, "Oop, times up. Guess I'll share more later, but for now..." Miss E's face crept in a downright evil, awful sinister smile, as she slowly raises her head up to face up ramp at the stage. "Croft, you've been complemented with words that do not match up of what I have seen, experienced, known. Come. Come show me. Prove to me those words are truth.. or simply empty, pretty sugar dumplings that coat your true nature. A cowardly snake of shallow boasts!"
