Matt Striker: Joining me is a man who is entered into the King Of The Ring tournament: Lord Tensai.
Lord Tensai: Hai Matt-Kun.
Matt Striker: In your first round match you are up against a persistent foe and long time rival in Damien Sandow. Who has also recently become the Path To Glory Champion.
Lord Tensai: He has achieved championship success but still chooses to adorn himself in colors fit for a woman! BA HA HA!
No matter how many times Tensai made this observation it never failed bring amusement to him.
Lord Tensai: Black and red are colors for a true man. A true warrior. A TRUE CHAMPION. It matters not if he now wears gold around his puny waist. I have bested him in the past and I shall best him once more. I will drag Sandow around the ring by his beard and pummel him unmercifully. I suspect he will be very angered at Jericho-Sama for forcing him into the ring with me once more. His hopes of becoming a monarch will be destroyed! He has no hope for survival!
"..I've heard that before.."
Paige always appeared to Tensai like a ghost and this time was no exception. He quickly snapped his head in the direction of his gothic princess. She was seated upon one of the many storage crates backstage. She held a snow white colored rabbit in her lap and stroked one of it's long ears carefully. Tensai was always able to appreciate her clothing choices in exasperating detail. Not to mention her flawless black hair. The knee length, puff sleeved, blue colored dress she wore was a perfect compliment to her pale skin. The black and white striped stockings and the dark maroon colored bow on the back of her head were nice touches. Tensai was a manly man but that didn't mean he wasn't a connoisseur of fashon!
Tensai: Paige-Chan. You grace me with your presence.
Paige: So you're going to beat Damien Sandow and win the King of the Ring?
Her voice was cold and practically icy. Little emotion was attached to her words.
Tensai: Hai. I will not except failure.
Paige: You said something almost identical when Leo Kruger took your Breakout Title.
Tensai now had murder in his eyes. He leaned in closer to Paige who was still dead panning him and didn't appear to be particularly intimidated.
Tensai: Kruger is a dead man if he is ever unfortunate enough to step into the ring with me.
Paige: If Sandow is a champion now I would say he's improved since the last time you fought. He has a title. You don't.
Tensai beat one of his fists against his chest and bellowed out a roar.
Tensai: Sandow is half the man that I am!
The British born Diva held the rabbit above her head and stared at it. She was showing Tensai that just about anything else would hold her attention besides his usual posturing.
Paige: ..I could help you win..
She very carefully placed one of her fingers on his face and drug her finger along the tattoo on his face. Tensai might have actually been blushing.
Paige: Defeat the Path To Glory Champion. Win the tournament. Get a World Title match.
She slid off of the crate and walked past Tensai with the rabbit held in her arms.
Paige: Does that interest you at all?
Tensai was only able to nod in response.
Tensai obediently followed along and shoved Matt Striker out of the way without even looking at him when he tried to question him further.
Tensai. Rocking the mic better than John Cena ever did. Damien Sandow would not be able to survive a rap battle with Sweet T.
Paige had taken Tensai back to her locker room but things had taken a drastic turn that he was not prepared for. He was now dressed in black bondage pants and a black jacket with pink/purple colored fur around the collar. Tensai obviously found this selection distasteful as he looked down at his attire.
Tensai: These are clothes for a lesser man like Damien Sandow. He could wear such things and no one would question because he is so lacking in mascunlinity.
Paige: Shh. You need something new.
Paige looked up at the Samurai Monster and studied his face carefully.
Paige: Your face needs something.
Tensai: ..The tattoo's aren't enough?
Paige: I've got it. Close your eyes. Bend over.
Tensai's eyes darted about nervously. Nothing good ever came from those types of instructions. Paige's eyes narrowed at his hesitation.
Paige: Just because I'm into bondage doesn't mean I'm going to start beating you.
Tensai slowly performed the action as per her instructions. Paige took a generous amount of black grease paint and ran it sideways across Tensai's face with her fingers. It looked like swipe marks from a pair of claws. Tensai rose to stare at his reflection.
Tensai: I do not understand.
Paige: You have some style now. Damien Sandow doesn't. He just has a ratty beard and a bath robe. This goes well with your piercings and tattoo's. Trust me. You stood out before but now..
Paige's voice trailed off and the slight hint of a smile cracked her face. Tensai was so smitten that he could barely contain himself.
Tensai: ..Embrace..me?
The huge man held his arms outwards for a hug. The icicle educing look returned to Paige's pale features.
Paige: You haven't won your match yet. Don't start acting like a pussy.
Taking him by the sleeve she began to pull the 300 pounder out of the room.
Paige: Follow.
Tensai's mid-afteroon snack.
The newly gothed out Tensai was drug along to a club that looked like something out of Nightmare Before Christmas. He was seated at table, covered in dark blue cloth, with a candle burning in the center. The album "Strange House" by The Horrors could be heard playing in the background. Above the two was a framed picture of Bela Lugosi and the place had just above every kind of goth inspired iconography one could think of.
Tensai: I do not feel comfortable in this establishment.
Paige: Stop talking like a robot.
Paige took a bottle with the label "Mansinthe" on it and poured some of the green liquid into a shot glass. It was incredibly alcoholic.
Tensai: What is that?
Paige: Absinthe.
Tensai: I only drink Sake.
Paige: Now you drink Absinthe. If it was good enough for Van Gogh then it's good enough for you.
Tensai hesitated but quickly swung down the drink. He was a man damn it and he could handle his liquor.
Tensai: I have a few questions for you.
Paige: Yeah?
Tensai: What did I do to catch your attention? ..You're..attractive..young..
Paige: I'm capable of seeing someone for who they are on the inside. Not just superficial things. Most guys bore me. You're different. I think you have potential and you're wasting it. ..I like weird things.
Tensai: I'm a thing now?
Paige: Essentially. And a thing I might like a little more if they manage to defeat a champion like Damien Sandow. And maybe even a little more if they won the King of the Ring.
Tensai had been steadily drinking the entire time and was beginning to slur now.
Tensai: I am gonna win. Alright? I'm going to kick his ass. Hard. Damien Sandow is nothing. I've got the size and the strength and he doesn't have a THING on me. I've got this.
Becoming increasingly more intoxicated, Tensai began to snicker to himself.
Tensai: Do you know what they called me in WWE? Are you ready? Prince Albert. Do you know what that means? COCK PIERCING.
Paige slid a hand over her mouth to prevent from showing that she was actually about to laugh and to keep her distant attitude up. It was amusing her to see Tensai so much more open and less formal.
Tensai: Speaking of COCKS. Sandow keeps on talking about luck. Luck this, luck that. Do ya know what I think? I think that guy hasn't gotten lucky in a loooong time. I bet his COCK hasn't seen.....
Paige was staring at him with wide eyes at this very awkward train of thought. Tensai stopped himself.
Tensai: I'm really drunk.
Paige: Yes. You are. Let's go.
Tensai: But we haven't even danced yet, guuuurrll.
Paige: No one wants to see you dance. And please don't ever say that again. ..300 pounds and you can't even hold a little absinthe.
Tensai: I can hold it! I'm a PRO!
Paige helped Tensai out of his chair but that was about it. She had more enjoyment out of watching him stumble about. Scrawny goth guys weren't about to get in his way as he faltered his way towards the exit. She had led him down the rabbit hole and it was up to him to find his way out of Wonderland.
