There was a lull in the arena as Fiona’s theme ended and the noise level dropped notably compared to moments before. A deafening cacophony of cheers, whistles, stomping feet, and the applause of thousands of wrestling fans was replaced by stray adorations and individual shouts as Fiona stood in the ring ready for her opponent . This did not last for long though as the lights dropped darkening the arena [url=https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=ZFNeGtZeEDM&pp=ygUmQXBvbG8gLSBBbGxlIEZhcmJhZW4gJiBNYXVyaWNlIExlc3Npbmc%3D]and a rhythmic thumping began echoing all around[/url]. The fans stirred again as electro music poured from the speakers and the overhead lights, LED banisters, and titantron flashed a brilliant shade of pink. The music began to build, quickly culminating in an intense frequency as a man’s voice counted down.

[i]“Three… Two… One…”[/i]

When the count reached “one” the lights all stopped flashing, turning solid as a [url=https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=VjIDVqUZzJc&pp=0gcJCfwAo7VqN5tD]shrill whistle, a chain of explosions, and a flurry of sparks came from the stage.[/url] The crowd went berserk as the unmistakable figure of Ada Eberhard appeared from within the pyrotechnics, standing in an statuesque pose with her arms spread at her sides. Clad in her signature pink and dark purple sleeveless bodysuit, Ada also wore a pair of purple tinted sunglasses with pink trim and a pair of solid pink Air Jordan sneakers. Her pink and purple dyed hair completed her look in full bringing to life The Neon Diva.

“And her opponent, from Augusta, Maine… [i]Ada “The Neon Diva” Eberhard![/i]” 

Ada slowly raised her arms up in a basking pose as another round of explosions erupted behind her, then lowering them back down after a moment and without further delay began her descent down the ramp from the stage. Ada strutted along, bopping her head and pumping her right fist high in sync with her still playing theme. As she neared the bottom of the ramp Ada spun around on her heels and moonwalked flawlessly across the floor coming to a stop near the ring apron. 

“The energy in Madison Square Garden is palpable right now!” Brent Christi shouted over the fans. “The Neon Diva is in the house!”

Ada slowly turned to face the ring, reaching up and plucking her sunglasses from her eyes in a casual manner and tossing them into a nearby group of fans who all scrambled to catch them. Ada’s bright blue orbs were shrouded by dark purple eyeshadow and her mouth was accented by a pink glaze of lipstick. Ada climbed up onto the apron and then vaulted over the top rope with ease. She never made eye contact with or in any way acknowledged Fiona when she landed in the ring, instead walking in a full circle around the mat making spiraling motions overhead with her index fingers before coming to a stop in the northwest corner. Ada’s theme slowly faded away and the pink lights were replaced by the NMW red and white lights that illuminated the arena. The company logo, a menacing red-eyed skull, marked the center of the mat between Fiona and Ada.