>”Twenty thousand people are out there”
>”both human and saurian”
>”all to see you”
>Reed gives anon a pep talk as he nervously paces around the room, sure his lame ass backyard wrestling tapes he made back in rock bottom had some production value to them but enough to get picked up by the WWE?
>he thought It was just a cruel joke when the E-mail came in asking him if he would like to join the roster but then the letters came, and then the representatives in person stopping him at work
>”full creative liberties on costume and name” they said, “you can be our next big takeunder” they said
>”Look, either way you have to go out there. You got your first paycheck and you can't just pussy out now” trish chimes in, jostling him to get out of the seat
>Anon takes a deep breath, dons his luchador mask that he asked Rosa to make, and begins to run for his grand entrance
>”AND MAKING THEIR DEBUT IN THE RING, PLEASE WELCOMEEEE THE HUMAAAAAAAN HOLOCAUUUUUST”
>erika blares over the speakers as fake smoke is released into the room, Anon runs from the backstage donning a tan trench coat and a distinctive red and black outfit with the pinwheel of friendship on his arm
>the crowd goes wild with many baffled, bewildered, and even shocked at the design of his costume
>mistaking the relative silence as a good thing, Anon begins to sprint toward the ring and attempts to jump straight over the ropes and roll into the ring
>catching his foot on the top rope and spectacularly face planting onto the floor of the ring he blacks out
…….
>”we regret to inform you that you are no longer needed as cast and/or crew for the WWE. You should have received your last payment. We wish you the best of luck on your future career paths” Anon reads aloud from his email inbox to his friends