Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Tea For Two

Nothing but darkness filled the screen until a very bright beacon of light flooded the vision of the viewer. As the light began to die down a table with a checkered covered cloth could be seen. A nice white tea cup sat on a saucer of the same color. At this table were other chairs but they were without bodies to sit in them. The only chair that was occupied was at the head of the table where a silhouette could be seen. It was difficult to make out very much other than a male shape wearing a top hat.

| Paul London | More tea?


The perspective was coming from someone at the opposite end of the table. Their vision was blurry and they shook their head lightly. They weren't responding to the question. They were trying to regain some equilibrium that had been stolen from them.

| Paul London | Oh, you look so confused. I brought you here.

Whomever it is at the end of the table apparently isn't able to move very much.

| Paul London | You shouldn't squirm so. All those psychoactive drugs I gave you really did the trick, wouldn't you say? You feel weak, don't you?

More vain struggling ensued but the result was the same.

| Paul London | Let me refresh your memory. I met you at a bar. You're super model from right here in Tennessee. I told you that I was a wrestler and I could introduce you to a few of my friends..this is how I like to prepare for matches sometimes. Please don't think ill of me. We all have our little quirks, right?

London held out a small compact mirror which gave a brief glimpse of the woman. She had long blonde hair and blue eyes. Some of her dark make up was running it's way down her face. Otherwise, her emotions seemed very sedated.

| Paul London | And you said that, more than anything, you wanted to meet Randy Orton..


A little more light was shed on the dark room and a close up of London's face was shown.

| Paul London | Not exactly a very tactful answer. Randy Orton is not exactly on my Christmas card list this year. But at least you didn't say Glacier!


He couldn't help but laugh.


| Paul London | Our new Break Out Champion. A very disgruntled ex-WCW employee from more than a decade ago. Do you even know who Glacier is?


London placed a palm onto his cheek and listened intently for an answer that wasn't going to come.


| Paul London | I didn't think so. He's a karate expert who dresses up like a video game character. I guess if I would have had to live through that I would be pretty pissed off too. But then again, I had to team with Billy Kidman for a year and I'm fit as a fiddle!


This debatable statement came with a grin.


| Paul London | I really don't want to give Glacier the cold shoulder. He has been pretty impressive. He beat Undertaker and Abyss into bloody pulps and those guys are pretty huge. I bet he knows how to throw a cool party. If he could only figure out how to chill, you know? But it looks like I'm going to have to kick some ice and send him straight to the cooler!


Paul slaps the table in laughter, greatly amusing himself.

| Paul London | I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I have a million of them! I guess I should be careful. They say revenge is a dish best served cold! HA!

London places a hand over his mouth to keep from snickering.

| Paul London | I'm not underestimating Glacier. I'm really not. But if I get into trouble maybe I could phone up Earnest "The Cat" Miller and have him give me some karate tips! Oh, oh! Or maybe I could find Wrath and Mortis and they could teach me how to defeat him! Better yet! I could get James Vandenburg on the phone and we could plot a way to steal Glacier's SACRED ANCIENT HELMET!

He bursts into laughter once again after dispensing all of that obscure mid to late 90's WCW info.

| Paul London | OK, OK, I'll admit it. I can't take this guy seriously. I don't care if he took down the entire roster. He's still always going to be GLACIER. I know sometimes that in the world of professional wrestling you get stuck with a silly gimmick. I myself have..

Giving some thought to his past, he wracked his brain for a few moments.

| Paul London | ..never done anything THAT stupid. And..why aren't you laughing?


Not a single peep came from the captive.

| Paul London | Ah well. I suppose we can't all have superb taste in comedy.

Pausing a moment, he took a sip from his tea cup.

| Paul London | Maybe I shouldn't rile up this character, you know? It seems like all those years of pent up anger has made him very dangerous. He is a champion and he does seem to be very unbalanced. I guess I would be a little insane as well if my beloved wife was stuck in a frozen tube!

More laughter, this time after comparing Glacier to Mr. Freeze of Batman fame.

| Paul London | Alright. I'm not sorry. It's not MY fault that he has to wake up every morning and be Glacier. And I'm not going to do a lot to ease his pain but stomping all over his face. I'm not Abyss nor am I The Undertaker. Those two move about as fast as the speed of evolution. Plus I have a gang to help me out if I'm ever in a pinch. Have you heard of us?


Paul folds his hands together and smiles towards his silent guest.

| Paul London | I realize that we don't know very much about each other. That's forgot about Glacier, much like his parents did moments after he was born. Let's get a little more acquainted with each other. Other than being a Randy Orton enthusiast, what makes you tick? What is going on in that pretty little head of yours?

He climbed onto the table and walked his way across it. The unfortunate woman looked straight up towards him.

| Paul London | I'm dying to find out.


The lit suddenly faded from the room and left the surroundings in darkness.