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 Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2015 1:22 pm
The ring is barren of any competitors or action, giving a brief pause in the night's entertainment giving the audience a chance to relieve themselves or grab a snack much like a diva's match in WWE.
The stillness in the ring is interrupted by an odd but small hump forming in the ring's center. It falls flat before growing again the crown forming into an odd point moments before a slit splits the ring's canvas in two creating a hole. From the hole a hand dressed in a fingerless glove appeared to brace against the hole's lip followed by its twin, then two black furred rabbit ears.
"Mierda!" A female voice grumbles before the rest of her appears from the hole, for those who knew her there were slight cheers as the woman known as March Hare stood and dusted herself off "I can't believe you got us on her bad side ...again."
From the same hole that March Hare had appeared a large hat attached to the head of a man wearing a grin under eyes that looked haunted with restlessness and a great madness. He ignores his partner's ranting in favor of taking a look about them and the arena.
Getting onto his feet, the hole closing somehow, he dusts off his hat, "Hare, my pet, I think we've taken a wrong turn in-"
"Don't you dare make that joke! But where are we anyhow?"
Holding up his hands Hatter pulled a tablet from his torn dresscoat and tapped the screen a few times. "What are you doin'?"
"Looking at the guild's homepage. It looks like we've become active members of Pro Wrestling Magic. This should be fun new home for us."
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2015 1:40 pm
 "Mujer Latina" by Thalia would play throughout the arena as Violetta walked down to the stage with a smug and disgusted look on her face. She would walk down the aisle and stop at the middle of the ramp before putting the mic to her lips and beginning to talk. "Um, excuse me here? I know that I'm not scheduled to be out here. However, I know you all wanted to see me way more than I wanted to see all of you."The crowd would give a mixed reaction to what the Sexy Redhead had just said. "But that's not why I am out here right now. The reason why I'm out here right now is because I'm trying to figure out...what the hell is going on? I know this is Pro Wrestling Magic, but there is nothing more corny than a lifesize rabbit coming from out of a hole in a ring. Now, can you two idiots tell me who they hell you are?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2015 2:05 pm
Hare let out and exaggerated gasp her hands flying to her chest, where a rodent of indistinguishable origins popped it's head from. "Hattie, have we been gone for so long that no one knows who we are anymore? Oh my action figures must be in the clearance aisle!"
Placing a comforting arm over the shoulders of his companion Hatter wiped away a false tear from he lone visible eye, "No no, of course not. The lovies could not possibly forget such a vision of beauty, not to mention your long earred-self." Hatter grinned tapping her on the tip of her nose.
He turned to look in Thalia's direction. Removing his hat he gave an exaggerated bow, "I am The Mad Hatter, and beside me is my dearest friend and partner in our revolt against sanity, the March Hare." Hare twiddled her fingers. "Together we are the Mad Tea Party. Not to be mistaken as overzealous American conservatives."
Righting himself he pulled a blue china cup full of steaming hot tea from his hat and sipped it. "Who might you be?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 30, 2015 11:28 am
"Oh, just what the hell is this? My name is Violetta, and while you two were gone, I was doing something called networking. Putting my name out there. Making my own opportunities. Just like what i'm about to do now."
Violetta grinned before taking a deep breathe and starting to talk again.
"Why not next show, you two clowns go against me and a male partner of my choosing?"
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2015 11:11 pm
"Chica, when you have talent like us, you don't need to "network"." Hare said in place of Hatter who was sipping his tea. "But if this is what you want then we'll happily oblige-"
Hatter paused and cocked a brow Hare's way,
"Ah si, very sorry Hattie dear, as long as it doesn't conflict with tea time."
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Posted: Sat May 02, 2015 10:57 am
Violetta would roll her eyes and look bored to show the two that she wasn't amused.
"Anyways, I wasn't done. And you there. Now, If talent means that you need to wear a tight outfit to hold those rolls you have there on the side, then I don't want talent like yours."
Violetta laughs to herself for a brief second.
"Now, onto my partner. He's what people call a masterpiece. A Perfect person. A God. As a matter of fact, you might want to turn around right now."
Behind March and Madd was a huge muscular figure standing. If Madd turned around, The juice head would go for a huge Discus Clothesline to Madd Hatter.
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Posted: Sat May 02, 2015 2:29 pm
"Rolls? Pinche puta, I thought your outfit was painted on until I realized that I could smell the Vaseline you used to squeeze into that from here." Hare muttered.
Her long ears twitched turning backwards, she turned her head while Hatter turned around into the clothesline.
Hatter hit the canvas with a bang, rolling onto his side to cough out the breath that he was now choking on. Hare was quick to move taking hold of the teacup Hatter had dropped and clutching it in her hand swung it in a rising arch towards the face of this so-called god.
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Posted: Mon May 04, 2015 10:29 am
The crowd winched and grimaced at the way Hatter hit the mat after taking the Clothesline. Hare was more quick and hit Brett in the head with the teacup. Brett stumbled for a bit, but then laughed. He would then attempt to hurl March in the air before catching her on his shoulders and slamming her down with a Pop-up Samoan Drop.
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2015 4:35 pm
The teacup shattered upon impact leaving a small jagged fragment in her gloved hand. She smirked in satisfaction at seeing him stumble, retribution for what he had done to her partner. But then he laughed. And she laughed back at him before falling victim to the Samoan Drop.
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Posted: Wed May 06, 2015 12:46 pm
The crowd would boo Brett for attacking a woman, but he just stood there, looking down at his handy work.
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Posted: Mon May 11, 2015 2:42 pm
The two members of the Mad Tea Party slowly readjusted themselves on the canvas groaning together in discomfort.
"Hare dearest." Called out Hatter, laying rather still with his eyes closed against the show lights beaming down hotly onto them.
Hare wriggled against the canvas trying to make her spine pop and relieve a troublesome ache in her back that came from the impact of the attack. "Hmm?"
"Was that my hard paste China cup from my 220£ set that you used to test the hollowness of that brute's cranium?"
The wriggling ceased, "Aye." She sighed remorsefully realizing in hindsight that the biggest offense committed within the last few moments was a horrible waste of tea and the destruction a good tea cup.
"I thought so, you owe me 220£."
The rabbit eared woman let her head fall against the canvas stained with tea and shattered porcelain. "Mierda."
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