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((BY THE GODS! Will whoever is in this match just post your enterance. Cyrus, you post that you're waiting, Lady Bern sent me a PM that she was waiting. I'm tired of waiting, I'm going on vacation MONDAY, not sure how much I'll be on for that week. I was hoping to at least get this match started by that point. If I have to go it alone until this mystery partner of mine shows up, I will. I say mystery partner cause as far as I can find there is no profile or any record of them signing up for the show other than being on the list. So please for the sake of my sanity post your enterances and ring the damn bell.))

(Ok ok, I think BS goes by El Pirate in this one. Might be the reason he's not posting.)

“I’m the Mad Hatter! Ah-Hahahaha!”
As Big Elf’s Mad Hatter plays The man known as the Madd Hatter enters the stage smiling and laughing while holding a saucer and cup in his hands. He stops before the ramp and downs the contents in the tea cup seemingly in one gulp before tossing both the cup and saucer 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 he walks a bit unsteadily down the ramp looking to the fans, tipping his hat to a few before scaling the apron and getting into the ring.

In the ring he moves towards his respected corner and scales the turnbuckle sitting down facing towards the crowd. Taking off his hat he reveals yet another cup of tea sitting perfectly balanced on his head which he takes. He raises the cup in a toast and seemingly takes a mouthful before spitting it out in a fine mist over the side laughing madly.

Max stepped onto the apron, indicating that Hatter would go first.

Once his music had died down signaling to both him and the crowd that the match was finally about to start Hatter spotted from the corner of his eye as his partner for the evening, Max, a man he had never met up until that very moment, moving onto the apron.

So he was going first, but which of them were the captain? He pondered this to himself before giving a small chuckle while wiping his mouth clean with the back of his hand and leaning back flipping effortlessly off the turnbuckle into the ring just as the bell rang.

Moving in towards the middle to approach the shorter man Hatter was about to make his move when Angel sent a couple of kicks to his legs. Buckling slightly Hatter frowned, he knew this as an old tired and true method of bringing down a bigger opponent, but when the opponent was aware it became easy to defend that target. Hatter would try to stop the attack by giving Angel a hard shove to get him away from him or at least deflect his attention.

Hatter was readying himself for a retaliation but saw that once more Angel was going for his legs which sent him down hard on hand and knee onto the mat.

Clenching his hand into a tight fist Hatter came to the conclusion that he did not care for this Angel person, his predictability was just so boring. He only had a few inches and a few pounds on the other man yet he was being treated as if he were a giant.

"Such a boring piece of sod." Hatter grumbled through the pain in his leg as he tried to stand onto his feet.

Hatter smirked at feeling the other man's arms round his neck as odd as that may be. Wrapping his arms around Angel's torso and locking his hands together he planted his feet and shifted his weight backwards for an attempt at a belly to belly suplex on the smaller man.