Post by IMMORTALS on May 9, 2019 22:11:01 GMT -5
Live @ Club Circus!
Osaka, Japan (Dark/ House Show)
Osaka, Japan (Dark/ House Show)
...returning from a commercial break we find Pyotr Volkov and Isabella Cortez sitting at ringside, resting between bouts inside the steel cage. The dark underground club is lit only by random neon's and the flash of phone screens.
Pyotr: What a brutal fight, the ring is doused in blood.
Isabella: These house shows are getting worse, nothing but unknown fighters killing each other for a shot at the pay per views. It’s barbaric.
Pyotr: Maybe, but every seat in the house is full. Butts in seats is better than a PG show those other feds are running.
Isabella: I guess...anyway, onto our next match. We have two rising stars facing off in the steel cage, both previously active in the arenas but not against one another. ‘The Brooklyn Basher’ versus Osaka’s own ‘Butcher’...going to be yet another bloody and violent...fight...stay tuned as we...
Isabella is cut off by a large amount of commotion towards the rear of the arena, with the crowd surging forward towards them. Not able to see what is happening she stands up to take a look.
Isabella: What in the heck is going on?
Suddenly the lights of the club all come on at once, blinding the spectators. The visibility stirs some excitement, as attendees start scrambling in panic. A mere moment later and local police force are rushing their way inside, grabbing whoever they can.
Pyotr: ‘Пиздец’!! The police! Run!!
Isabella: Police?! But this event is sanctioned-
Pyotr: Yes, by the mob! I don’t know about you, but I am out. Screw these ‘cукаe’ pigs!
Turning on his heel but not before grabbing his whiskey baller, Volkov makes a quick exit from the scene leaving Isabella in the midst of the chaos. She turns around frantically not knowing what to do, as police are forcing inside now, slowly approaching her through the rushing crowd.
Isabella: Umm….umm! Umm...screw it, I’m out! See ya later folks...maybe!
Pulling the microphone from her shirt, Isabella now ducks and flees as the scene turns into a riot of police brutality, escaping criminals and flying projectiles. The camera we are watching this from is knocked over, giving us a sideways view of the panic before a running foot his it...cutting us off.
........The KSW is off the air.........
OOC: Hey guys, sorry to do it this way, I wish there was anything else we could do but sadly the KSW is going into sleep mode for now. Between real life shit in both me and Duke’s lives, we are struggling to find time to RP never mind run a show. My new work position is essentially shackles around my ankles, with me putting in 60+ hours every week. And Duke’s health is deteriorating, with a very serious very urgent heart surgery looming in his near future. So running a fed is not the best idea for either of us at this time!
We both vow to reopen and return to full force someday, but for now we cannot keep the fed running sadly. This should be evident in the fact we couldn’t even put together a card for May! Unless somebody else wishes to take the reigns and run it from here, Mongo will get his fat paws on it and send it to the Shadow Realm (Archive).
For all of you who signed up, contributed and made it a very fun project, we both thank you tremendously. It’s always fun working with great writers and new ideas so we hope its been as much of a fun experiment for you as it has for us!
As always, peace and love (and porn and cooking recipes),
Hype & Duke xx