Post by Kira Izumi on Oct 21, 2020 23:32:46 GMT -5
A hand reaches towards a bloody mangled boot in a grimey run down locker room. It unties it and then the other one next to it, the hand picks them up and throws them somewhere off camera. We pan up to see Kira Izumi sitting in a folded chair, he’s bleeding heavily with bamboo skewers and glass poking out of him. He smiles at the camera before spitting out a mouth full of blood.
”I heard a little someone was whining about being stabbed and caught on fire recently.)” he starts off, pulling out the skewers one by one and placing them beside him.
”Been there, done that. Seems like everyone but NPW took it upon themselves to try and outdo my new home promotion in this years End of Days and Tag Team Annihilator tournaments. But that’s neither here nor, there. You see while a certain unstable fake fuck is using a former legend to coast his way to the top of the aforementioned tag team tournament, i just got word i’m supposed to show up to Indoneisia and fight in a building that looks like a chicken against the rest of the losers from round one.”
“You expect me and my partner who’s god knows where in god knows what promotion right now to fly to Indonesia and fight them? Well it looks like we have no choice. So be it. We’ll fucking fight, yeah we’ll give ‘em one hell of a fucking fight alright. If i’m honest though, i’d rather be back home in bed than having this pointless match, but that’s fine. It’s all right. Just peachy, i promise.”
He says as he starts to pull out the glass shards now, placing them in a pile beside himself.
”Ya know this is a reunion of sorts, never thought i’d see Copycat or Terry again in my life, much less fight ‘em again. I know not many of you remember this, but we faced each other way back in 2017 at the first fired up. Before it was turned into an overcomplicated circle jerk of a tag team tournament. Speaking of tag teams i never thought i’d fight again, hey Johnny, i thought you and your boys were retiring or going on hiatus, or is this just another stunt you’re trying ta pull ta git people to give a fuck about you again?”
“Because if i’m being honest, it’s not working my man. We don’t give a shit if ya wanna leave or stay or whatever. Seriously you don’t have ta announce it every time, it’s been old for years now. Ya know this match just reminded me of why i left that dump in the first place. And by the looks of it? Same old shit. Yeah, this match brings up many memories…”
He says as he takes a staple to the head, closing up a gash.
”First and foremost the words i’ve said to those running around in the states. Do you remember what i said?”
Before anyone can even answer the question he continues.
”I said i was gonna prove all of you mother fuckers wrong. I said i was gonna show each and every single one of you just how damned good i am. Just how disrespected i was before i left. And ya know what? This match is a good chance at it. So while this may be an unsavory matchup full of first round losers, i’ll make the most of it. I’ll turn this shitshow into something positive. And i’ll make you see how much i’ve improved on the biggest stage of them all.”
“Right at the End of Days Finals. If i have ta carry the team, so be it. If i have to break someones neck so fucking be it. I don’t give a damn what i have to do, i will crush the Terry Club, i’ll take Johnny boy and end that miserable murdering son of a bitches life like he shoulda done with that gun he was using out in the middle east. And don’t think i forgot about the Marston Brothers.”
“A great tag team in their own right, although it seems there’s already some signs of one being better than the other. Hell one Adam Marston hasta pull double duty this night. Let me tell ya kid, it ain’t gonna be easy.”
Kira uses a towel to wipe himself off before he starts putting on his shoes.
”Come hell or highwater i will prove you wrong. I will bounce back. And i won’t be the weak link ever again. Never again will i be turned on or stabbed in the back. That’s why that man a certain jack ass likes to crack jokes about is my partner right now. That’s why i run with the filth parade over in Yamashi Pro. That’s why Kira Izumi is gonna fucking win.”
With that he gets up and leaves the locker room.
”I heard a little someone was whining about being stabbed and caught on fire recently.)” he starts off, pulling out the skewers one by one and placing them beside him.
”Been there, done that. Seems like everyone but NPW took it upon themselves to try and outdo my new home promotion in this years End of Days and Tag Team Annihilator tournaments. But that’s neither here nor, there. You see while a certain unstable fake fuck is using a former legend to coast his way to the top of the aforementioned tag team tournament, i just got word i’m supposed to show up to Indoneisia and fight in a building that looks like a chicken against the rest of the losers from round one.”
“You expect me and my partner who’s god knows where in god knows what promotion right now to fly to Indonesia and fight them? Well it looks like we have no choice. So be it. We’ll fucking fight, yeah we’ll give ‘em one hell of a fucking fight alright. If i’m honest though, i’d rather be back home in bed than having this pointless match, but that’s fine. It’s all right. Just peachy, i promise.”
He says as he starts to pull out the glass shards now, placing them in a pile beside himself.
”Ya know this is a reunion of sorts, never thought i’d see Copycat or Terry again in my life, much less fight ‘em again. I know not many of you remember this, but we faced each other way back in 2017 at the first fired up. Before it was turned into an overcomplicated circle jerk of a tag team tournament. Speaking of tag teams i never thought i’d fight again, hey Johnny, i thought you and your boys were retiring or going on hiatus, or is this just another stunt you’re trying ta pull ta git people to give a fuck about you again?”
“Because if i’m being honest, it’s not working my man. We don’t give a shit if ya wanna leave or stay or whatever. Seriously you don’t have ta announce it every time, it’s been old for years now. Ya know this match just reminded me of why i left that dump in the first place. And by the looks of it? Same old shit. Yeah, this match brings up many memories…”
He says as he takes a staple to the head, closing up a gash.
”First and foremost the words i’ve said to those running around in the states. Do you remember what i said?”
Before anyone can even answer the question he continues.
”I said i was gonna prove all of you mother fuckers wrong. I said i was gonna show each and every single one of you just how damned good i am. Just how disrespected i was before i left. And ya know what? This match is a good chance at it. So while this may be an unsavory matchup full of first round losers, i’ll make the most of it. I’ll turn this shitshow into something positive. And i’ll make you see how much i’ve improved on the biggest stage of them all.”
“Right at the End of Days Finals. If i have ta carry the team, so be it. If i have to break someones neck so fucking be it. I don’t give a damn what i have to do, i will crush the Terry Club, i’ll take Johnny boy and end that miserable murdering son of a bitches life like he shoulda done with that gun he was using out in the middle east. And don’t think i forgot about the Marston Brothers.”
“A great tag team in their own right, although it seems there’s already some signs of one being better than the other. Hell one Adam Marston hasta pull double duty this night. Let me tell ya kid, it ain’t gonna be easy.”
Kira uses a towel to wipe himself off before he starts putting on his shoes.
”Come hell or highwater i will prove you wrong. I will bounce back. And i won’t be the weak link ever again. Never again will i be turned on or stabbed in the back. That’s why that man a certain jack ass likes to crack jokes about is my partner right now. That’s why i run with the filth parade over in Yamashi Pro. That’s why Kira Izumi is gonna fucking win.”
With that he gets up and leaves the locker room.
