The lights throughout the arena went out casting the audience in brief darkness broken only by the flashing lights of cameras and the blur of glow sticks being waved scattered about the crowd.
“I’m the Mad Hatter! Ah-Hahahaha!” The laugh echoed off into a fade as Big Elf’s Mad Hatter began with a boom.
The images on the titan changed displaying a black and red swirl with the Mad Tea Party's moniker appearing in bold letters before Hatter's name appeared over images of his past performances.
From the stage appeared Madd Hatter with a tea cup in one hand and the rabbit eared woman known as March Hare linked to his elbow. But this time he stood with the LWL championship belt secured around his waist rather than slug over his shoulder or in his hands as most are prone to do. The two stood on the stage smiling and laughing boldly despite no one else seeing anything funny to laugh about.
"Hailing from Wonderland, accompanied by March Hare, he is the new LWL Champion, Madd Hatter!" said the announcer introducing him although really there was no need.
The pair stopped before the ramp, not yet descending as the dandy-punk looking man in the tall hat pulled his partner to his side and downed the contents of the tea cup seemingly in one blistering hot gulp before tossing the cup to the side to shatter harmlessly away from anyone.
“I don't need nobody's help
I can do it by myself!”
Wiping his mouth clean with the back of his hand they began to walk down the ramp not moving in a straight line but from side to side looking to the fans, blowing kisses and tipping hats to a few regardless of if they were receiving cheers or boos, the reaction being rather mixed.
Approaching the ring still laughing madly at nothing Hatter removed himself from Hare letting her go to climb the apron and scale up to take a seat on the top rope. Hatter followed suit standing up on the apron as Hare leaned backwards to hang upside down her hands motioning towards the belt around Hatter's waist signalling for the nearby cameraman to get a closeup of the title.
With a laugh Hatter slipped in through the second ring, motioning for a mic while his partner righted herself and hopped into the ring herself still bouncing merrily and clapping her hands in joy.
The Lethal Wrestling League
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