Liberation (Kira Izumi)
Sept 15, 2019 12:16:11 GMT -5
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Post by Kira Izumi on Sept 15, 2019 12:16:11 GMT -5
An unfamiliar tune begins to blare through the speakers as smoke fills the venue. A man with an oni mask and a leather jacket emerges from the back. He starts to convulse and shake in an erratic way. He begins to fall to the ground. The masked man begins crawling along the ground and makes his way up to the ring, he flips over the ropes, standing in the middle of the ring. He takes off the oni mask, revealing his face. White eyes and blood oozing from his mouth, it’s Kira Izumi who’s standing in the ring. He motions for a mic before he begins to speak.
Some fans begin to chant his name, others begin to boo him.
“Shut the fuck up i got somethin’ i need ta git off my chest! And this right here, this right fuckin’ here ain’t no goddamn character cutting a cute little promo. This right here is the real Kira Izumi, the real me telling the goddamn truth!”
Kira begins to pace around the ring.
“I’m so fuckin’ sick an’ fuckin’ tired. So goddamn sick an’ tired of all of this constant bull shit! I mean what are you supposed to do when you put every once of yer being into a company, when you helped elevate and bring it to the level it is today an’ yet yer still treated like a fuckin’ nobody. Tell me what the fuck are ya supposed ta do?”
He stops and looks around for a brief second.
“When you helped a company come from the ashes of a VFW in bumfuck ohio to being a touring company across the united states… When you constantly represented them and brought even more eyes on them than any one of these mother fuckers, then any one of these ‘Stars’ that they have…”
He continues walking around the ring, visibly getting more and more angry and disgusted as he keeps on talking.
“I gave my all for that company and for that fat fuck up there. I did everything i could to help them, i spread their name far and wide and showed that brand to more people in this world then this network would ever reach. Yet nothing.”
“I tried to just sit with my mouth shut, to just wait it out. I thought, i thought maybe… just maybe things would change. Things would git better. But of course they didn’t. Of course they never got better. Because why would they? How could they when you have an incompetant piece of shit like Felixz Ziko who’s running yer company.”
“When you only book the same eight people on yer cards out of a roster of over 20 there’s something fuckin’ wrong. When you book me in the same mother fuckin’ match against Greg Adkins for damn near 3 fuckin’ months! You tell me… YOU FUCKIN’ TELL ME WHAT KINDA SHIT THAT IS! Because i’d like to know yer fuckin’ excuse on that one. An’ don’t even tell me that you were telling a story between us two. There aren’t any god damn stories being told in this company. Not any worth a god damn or any created by you fuckers. Most we forced outta ya and if not they just sizzled out like a damp flame.”
Kira continues to grow more angry and disgusted the more he talks, getting visibly frustrated.
“So don’t you tell me we were running a story or a feud between the two of us. Don’t you fuckin’ dare spout those lies an’ that bull shit in my face. I’m sick an’ tired of the lies, of the bull shit of the same fuckin’ matches and same fuckin’ people gettin’ booked into and winnin’ the titles. You get all these new talents, all these people… yet none stay.”
“No one stays in that shitty promotion o’ yers because they realize that they’re fucked if they do. They see the blatant bullshit in that company. The favoritism where you only push Chris Card and Seth Dillinger into the main event scene. Sure others have gotten their ‘chances’ at the top, but no one was ever realistically in the main event scene for a long ass time now. And you know why those two get pushed so fucking much? Because it’s yer golden boys Ziko, yer fuckin’ picks.”
Kira begins to stare into the hardcam now, as red as blood.
“You only push the same 8 people in that company out of a roster of over 20. The only ones ever pushed or booked regularly are Greg Adkins, Raiden Ishimori, Chris Card, Seth Dillinger, Hyperion, Johnny Sniper, Danny Ray and Drago Santiago… Those are the main 8 you will see on an AWF card, almost every single AWF card that’s been put out for the past 6 months have had them on it.”
“One is a rapist and a sex addict who’s on countless times exposed himself on camera. Greg Adkins is nothing more than a sex offender, and quiet frankly should have no place in any company on this network. But of course the incompetant fucks up top will never bat an eye, because they’re makin’ money and gittin’ eyes on the network. Then we have a fellow Japanese who seems deader than his loved ones.”
“Then there’s Chris Card, the old fuck who’s past his prime and can’t git it through his skull it’s time to retire. And the other golden boy, The dumbass who thinks your sexuality is a fuckin’ gimmick. We have the ‘Family Man’ who looks like some homeless man. Hyperion the monster, and Johnny Sniper the murdering scumbag. Then we have someone worthless… Drago Santiago”
“And speaking of that worthless, spineless piece of shit, an’ no i don’t mean Felix Ziko, I’m talkin’ about that little bitch ass coward Drago Santiago. You had the chance to help rebuild the Icons, you had the perfect chance to help grow and expand the icon name. But when your meal ticket left, when the man who let you into the icons, who is the main reason you ever got the XHF Tag Team Titles and the man who got people to actually give a fuck about you… when he left you, you decided to take the easy way out. You decided to leave the Icons and you gave up on them. Speaking of which, those titles yer carrying should of been vacated. But why would mongo or any other piece of shit actually do anything that made sense? But that’s not what matters. What matters is the fact that You fucking gave up before you even tried to do something. Instead you formed a stable that’s already failing. Killa Kai who outright murdered someone on screen an’ who’s now ghosted The Cure. Just like everyone knew. Just like everyone thought. Then ya have the Vampire… He’s a good kid, or should i say old man, but now he’s in for the biggest fight of his career an’ we’ll see if he cracks ‘r can prove all the critics wrong.”
“But then there’s you. Then there’s you, who has said that ye wanted yer own group. Ya wanted ta be yer own man. But we all know that ya fucked me an’ the icons over. Once ya got word Maverick was done with AWF ya went up an’ fuckin’ left us. You had the chance to help rebuild and expand this stable, ta make this stable grow and be bigger an’ better then ever! But you fuckin’ left. Like the fuckin’ coward you and yer so called cure really are! But that’s ok. That’s o fucking k. I’ll be the one to bring this fuckin’ stable back up from the ashes! Like the phoenix we will rise again and prove to every single mother fucker why we were always just that damn good!”
Kira continues to stare into the camera, really letting out everything tonight.
“But that was just one of many times Kira Izumi was fucked over. One of many times i got skull fucked into beyond believe and left ta fuckin’ die! It happened with the Icons, It happened with ZT, it happened more times than i can count in the AWF. I was the first ever and the longest reigning Prestige Class Champion! Something many people, something everyone there has seem to forgotten! I got sent ta the Rise Up division an’ the fuckin’ fightin’ for the Phoenix title! Do you know what i fuckin’ did in that company?”
“I was the first man ta pin Jackson Steele! Right up in the main event of Prestige 6! I brought that fuckin’ Prestige Class championship all over the world! From the FIW ta Union Battleground, i made sure everyone saw and knew the AWF name! For 82 days! For 82 fuckin’ days i busted my ass and made sure the world knew about this small little company in bumfuck ohio. But i thought, oh did i think, that with all i did for the company all i did for the place that i’d be given some sorta respect. Some sorta dignity. But no.”
“No they did nothing but push me down the card time after time after mother fuckin’ time! So i quit caring. I stopped giving a damn about anything and honestly… Honestly i started to hate pro wrestling. I started to git physically sick flying in ta wherever we were tourin’. Sick an’ tired o’ havin’ the same 3 matches every goddamn week of every goddamn month of every goddamn year.”
“Then i got a sliver of hope with an actual feud and story with Johnny. Ole’ Johnny. The murderin’ scumbag himself. That same scumbag who committed genocide on the masses, but oh it’s ok. It’s ok, he’s a hero! He’s protecting the country! NO! He was a fuckin’ fool. A brainwashed bastard who slaughtered human life without a second thought. But despite that we put out some good shit an’ we got relegated ta a flag match. Nothin’ wrong with a gimmick. But nothing really all that good either. Then all hope i had. All hope i could muster… gone. Just gone. Then i was told don’t worry. Don’t ya fuckin’ worry! We have somethin’ for ya, so don’t leave. We have somethin’ for ya please fuckin’ stay! An’ as a good company man, as a loyal man, i decided to bite the bullet yet again. I decided ta try an’ stay. An’ i proved that i could go on and rise up like the phoenix after i won the phoenix title, but as many could see, i never gave two fucks about that title. Like i said before, it was about making a statement and proving the point that i could do it. That the Kira of old was fuckin’ back!”
“And then… and then i joined the Icons and soon after i got fucked over. Then i got strung together with the same guy i’d been fighting for 3 months straight in some way or fashion. I had ta team with him! I had ta team with that sex offender and rapist! A guy Felix just fuckin’ loves! An’ honestly i’ve had enough. My contract was up months ago and no one ever called me ta resign. So after the tag match this last prestige i’m fuckin’ gone. I am done with the bull shit and incompetence of the AWF. I mean when yer own major champion is rumored ta be sick an’ tired, when yer own champion is just done with the company ya know there’s somethin’ wrong with said company. So now i’m here.”
“So now i’m in Destiny Wrestling! An’ i’m here ta prove ta everyone, ta show everyone just how fuckin’ good i am! Just how god damn good Kira Izumi can be! No more titles meant for someone who’s a rookie or new to the company. No more being fucked over and put in a division meant for FUCKIN’ ROOKIES! EVEN THOUGH I’VE BEEN WRESTLING FOR OVER 5 GOD DAMN YEARS AND BEEN IN THE AWF FOR OVER 2! No more bullshit and no more of the same two guys doing the same promo with just different opponent names getting shoved in. One of which the guy who is so fuckin’ {Mongo Edit: Nah we don't say that anymore} he doesn’t even know that Trump was murdered in TGK and Curtis Kanyon became preident of yer own fuckin’ country! An’ the other guy, well the other fuckin’ guy just gives the same speil on philosophy every fuckin’ week.”
“No, no more. No fuckin’ more. Now… Now i am free. I am liberated! And this new found freedom, finally not being pushed into nothingness… finally… finally… You’ll all see. You’ll all finally see the real Kira Izumi… You’ll see the Kira Izumi not held back and with complete freedom! So FUCK YOU AWF! FUCK YOU ZIKO! AND FUCK YOU MONGO! I’m in Destiny Wrestling now… and now...”
Kira begins to laugh a bit before smiling.
“...Yer dead...”
Kira spikes the mic into the ring before heading off into the crowd and vanishing again.