A sudden, loud rock and roll scream from a woman roared out, cutting through the noise of the arena, turning all attention to the stage. One brief guitar riff rang out, followed by a second longer one. And then
Rockstar by Blue Stahli continued on Mic Chick ran out onto the stage in her red and gold outfit, sliding out on her knees as the pyro exploded around her to the music. Slapping a hand on the stage, the Ring Rocker stood up and nodded her head a few times as the song continued, sticking out her tongue and looking completely thrilled to be out there.
Mic Chick walked down the ramp, pointing at her opponent with a smirk before starting to high five the fans and posing for pictures for them as her theme continued to rock out throughout the arena. As she got to the end of the ramp, she ran around the one corner, holding out her hand to high five those close and ready before running at the ring and leaping on the apron, kneeling on it as she threw up the horns. Chick waved her arm, rallying the crowd to get even louder before stepping through the ropes and into the ring.
She walked past Carmelita, giving her a grin and a wave before turning away and going to the ring ropes and jumping up on the middle rope, motioning for the crowd to scream louder, which they gladly obliged. While that happened, the referee approached her with a microphone, giving it to her as Chick jumped off the ropes and snatched it. The music ended and the crowd continued to be loud for Mic as she waited a bit for them to get a little bit softer.
"ELL AYYYY DOUBLE-U... LET'S HEAR IT FOR THE NEW GOD DAMN THEME SONG, ALRIGHT!?" screamed the Ring Rocker, earning another loud response from the crowd.
The singer got to the middle of the ring and smiled happily before continuing.
"That's what the hell I'm talking about!? Because now I'm in the mood to kick ass! It doesn't matter whose ass it is, really. Because I got that adrenaline pumping through my veins and that ripcord has been pulled and I'm just looking to get my boot shoved up some girl's backside!" The crowd roared again as she then turned and looked over at Carmelita, grinning broadly.
"Hey baby. That means you, unfortunately."
Mic winked at her opponent, turning to face her entirely.
"Lucky for me, there's more than enough backside for me to kick, kudos on what I'm sure are plentiful squats. You just caught me in a mood, all fired up. I'm just feeling it, you know? You ever been there? Where you just want to kick somebody's ass? I didn't even have a bad day! I'm just in that mood. My manager hasn't even texted me all day--at least I don't think he has because I turned that shit off after I woke up this morning, because I don't want to sing today. I don't want to dance. I don't even want to look sexy. I'll do all of that anyway, and I'll look damn good doing it, but what I even look better doing is beating the ass of other pretty women."
Putting a hand to her chest, she recoiled back a few paces.
"Now I've been to Spain before. Muy precioso! Muah! But there was one night where I was kicked out of a bar for--well, being me at three A.M. at a bar. And I took great offense to that. And Carmelita... I regret to inform you that I've appointed you the spokeswoman for all of Spain there, and I can't move past that night until I kick the head of the head of Spain in." Mic Chick put her hands together with the mic sticking out, then bowed her head.
"Thank you for your service. It's time to rock."
Grinning cheekily, the Ring Rocker then tossed the microphone over her shoulder as the crowd got rowdy once more as she walked back to her corner. She held onto the ropes there behind her, stretching out a little bit as she kept her eyes on Carmelita. She waited for the bell to ring, looking fired up as she would take the time to motion for the crowd to keep staying loud for her, not wanting them to let up for even a moment until the match started!