Post by Divewire on Feb 4, 2024 8:33:20 GMT -6
Divewire leaps up from the canvas and pumps his fist in the air with a loud wooooohooooooooooo!!! Some of the crowd latches onto that cheer right away and they echo it back to him in scattered pockets. Divewire runs to the corner and steps quickly up onto the middle rope with his other foot on the top rope, arms wide, another wooooohooooooo!!! This moment belongs to Arlington Catte!!!
Divewire: Get up! Get up! Get up! Get up!
Crowd: Get up! Get up! Get up! Get up!
Get up! Get up! Get up! Get up!
Get up! Get up! Get up! Get up!
GET UP! GET UP! GET UP! GET UP!
Catte casts his eyes to the fallen Steve Lawson. The words ‘Edit Here’ come to mind. Everything clicks in his brain. A new approach to everything. The chanting of the crowd informs his motion. They have given him the idea he’d had all along. Divewire extends a hand to Lawson. Steve reaches up and Divewire pulls him to his feet! It’s hard to tell who raises whose arm, but both arms fly upwards to a roar from the crowd!!! Lawson pats Divewire on the back. They exchange friendly words. Arlington leaps over the top rope to the apron and walks down the steel ring steps. He fist bumps young members of the EWC faithful while heading towards the stage.
As Divewire arrives at the top of the ramp, Joe Danes is waiting there, mic in hand with a smile. Arlington steps up to Joe, who extends a handshake. Divewire reciprocates and then hauls Danes in for a full on bro hug. Divewire then runs to the left edge of the stage and throws his arms out wide like he’s flying. His smile infects every row from front to back as they all in unison yell out WOOOOOHOOOOOOOOO!!! Divewire runs to the right edge of the stage and the exact same scenario plays out, somewhat louder as they were anticipating it even more than the left side had!!
Returning to Joe Danes, Divewire cannot contain his excitement.
Joe Danes: Divewire, you seem to be thriving in this environment tonight! The EWC fans are absolutely pumped to have you back! You haven’t missed a step out there. It may be arguable that you’ve gained some altitude in your time away. I’m putting you on the spot. Catch your breath and tell the people: what’s next for Divewire?
Arlington nods firmly for a number of beats. His smile has transitioned to a confident gaze directly into camera.
Divewire: Professional wrestling, just like many things in life, is about preparation and opportunity. I got a ‘luck cauldron’ in my locker room and I’m mixing it up just nice. Training. Sleeping right. Eating right. Staying ready so I never have to get ready. I need to remain focused on the possibility of facing competition from any angle! I see Candy. I see The Lad. I see Zero. I see Booth. I see that tombstone trampling tower of terror Morden Crypt! Doesn’t matter what roster. This is the EWC! It could be anyone... at any time.
He spreads his arms out wide as he glares into the lens.
Divewire: I am not here to say that I am better than any of those names. I am saying that I am aiming high. Work to do. Let's gooooooooo! I just earned myself a Prime contract. Only one way to go from here.
Divewire shakes Joe’s hand and then walks backwards towards the exit. He spreads his arms even wider and looks directly up at the rafters with a massive smile.
Crowd: Get up! Get up! Get up! Get up! Get up! Get up! Get up! Get up! Get up!
Fade to black.