Borderless Hate [Florida Man as Two Kingdoms]
Jan 16, 2024 2:48:13 GMT -5
Kira Izumi, mosler, and 1 more like this
Post by flo on Jan 16, 2024 2:48:13 GMT -5
A darkened studio.
Located in J-RoK headquarters, during operating hours the space is used for press conferences, and occasionally recording regional promotional spots. Night has fallen. The time of day makes finding a technical staff on site difficult. Beyond the inopportune hour, the building also experienced a massive fire earlier in the day - which brought personnel down to a skeleton crew. On top of that - it's J-RoK's Anniversary weekend, so everyone was going to clock off early to celebrate. Between the two nights of the Anniversary specials, the main office is essentially dead. Not a great time to get stuff done - but Demon No.1 wants to access the camera equipment, because his security pass may not work in the morning.
Your friendly neighbourhood Florida Man might be breaking in at the moment, but come tomorrow it will be a far more serious offence, as the federation is about to get hostile.
Kicking over a trashcan in the dark, a string of curses are stifled to avoid alerting security... so dark that ridiculous Gorn features are barely silhouetted by moonlight, the Florida Man throws himself into a chair.
Camera rolling? Check. Lights? Hrm. The Floridian kicks a flood lamp which backlights him - throwing more shadows on his profile but providing enough light to display a blue backdrop with Japanese Renaissance of Kakuto scrawled across it in white. The burning embers of a cigar provide a little illumination for the Sunshine State Stud's face. The scales of his gator visage have become blackened with soot - and are flaking from contact with flames. Where skin should be, hints of gore are teased by the orange glow.
Florida Man:
...I was involved in a little barbecue earlier......... I should probably be in the hospital... AND should definitely be resting for my match tomorrow.... but I returned to the scene of the crime.... for you WUK. Feel the love.
A long drag. The embers burn brighter, providing more hints at the damage, even as the smoke obscures it further.
Florida Man:
Earlier today Kira Izumi roasted me... and not with his wit. So I used the flames provided to burn a few bridges of my own, and took the opportunity to get out of my J-RoK contract. It was a long time coming.... but today was one loser leaves town match I didn't mind taking a dirt nap on. For the first time in a spell, this here gator is no longer shackled by corporate demand. My god does it feel good... at least that is how I assume it feels - I'm gonna have to wait for my nerve endings to make a comeback first. So I am no longer a J-RoK employee.......... I have a handful of contracted appearances that we both have to honour, but I'm basically in the wind. What does that mean? Unless I have J-RoK giggity gold at the end of those prebooked dates, there will be absolutely zero reason for them to invite me biggity back. (chuckle) ....I've seen to that.
Only problem is... over the years... I've built up a tremendous amount of bad blood with the outfit outta Kakuto. While Kira, then Nausicaä kept my hands tied - every new hire got to take a whack at me like I was a fucking piñata... and I hang onto grudges a hell of a lot longer than I hang onto food stamps. So I'll be glad to see the back of this Renaissance, but I'll lament the opportunity to rearrange Brendan Harding's face. What I need is... a travel VISA, a way to visit this dive whenever I need a hot fix of Sky Force burning wreckage, but a temporary one so they gots no power over your boi.
...For that dream to work, I got two shots. First is Awesome tomorrow night for the Hardcore strap... Kira has made sure I'm not going into that at top gear, I may pull it off, but its a crap shoot. Second shot? That comes in Saskatoon... which is why I'm recording for you tonight.
Yup... that Two Kingdoms Battle Royale.
A chance at a belt that would let me terrorize my "home" federation, while continuing to grow with my United Kingdom friends. Yeah, that is the prize. Only, I'm going to have more people gunning for me than anyone else in that bad boy... yeah, Kira is the obvious one... but that Blue Lives Matter lover Rage, his High Roller compadre Wesley? Those dudes have a Battle of Britain size chip on their shoulders, and are looking to cash in on the Sunshine State Stud. Heck, even Matsui doesn't like my jokes. Then you get to the side of the field that are supposed to be my team... Jackass Gaines... Rin JUDAS Kubo... Hayley FUCKING Grimes. Hell, I mainly want the Two Crowns for an opportunity to miggity mess those insufferable simps up... so if I can get those mothers beforehand? Is it my birthday? You shouldn't have!
OH, and the BIG GIFT... a chance to take something from DAR.
Listen to those commentators, Darlene? Acted like my thousand demon crush was a fluke because of how great you are... fast forward to the Sakura League, where I did your old man with no vasoline. I kind of like the idea of being the Sakarabe to your hardcore families' Gracies. The PRICE Killer? Got a nice ring. Very Costco.
Don't complain J-RoK, y'all made me this way...
See folks I'm a bit of an anomaly. I could have thrived anywhere, but I chose to THRIVE in WUK out of spite to YOU, Kakuto.... and wouldn't you know it? You finally got around to treating me with respect based ONLY on those WUK results.
I have to win the Two Kingdoms... because I AM THE TWO KINGDOMS.
My HATE had no borders, until YOU defined them.
..........Now reap what you sowed.
With that, the flood light cuts out - leaving only the dying embers of the cigar, and then darkness.
Located in J-RoK headquarters, during operating hours the space is used for press conferences, and occasionally recording regional promotional spots. Night has fallen. The time of day makes finding a technical staff on site difficult. Beyond the inopportune hour, the building also experienced a massive fire earlier in the day - which brought personnel down to a skeleton crew. On top of that - it's J-RoK's Anniversary weekend, so everyone was going to clock off early to celebrate. Between the two nights of the Anniversary specials, the main office is essentially dead. Not a great time to get stuff done - but Demon No.1 wants to access the camera equipment, because his security pass may not work in the morning.
Your friendly neighbourhood Florida Man might be breaking in at the moment, but come tomorrow it will be a far more serious offence, as the federation is about to get hostile.
Kicking over a trashcan in the dark, a string of curses are stifled to avoid alerting security... so dark that ridiculous Gorn features are barely silhouetted by moonlight, the Florida Man throws himself into a chair.
Camera rolling? Check. Lights? Hrm. The Floridian kicks a flood lamp which backlights him - throwing more shadows on his profile but providing enough light to display a blue backdrop with Japanese Renaissance of Kakuto scrawled across it in white. The burning embers of a cigar provide a little illumination for the Sunshine State Stud's face. The scales of his gator visage have become blackened with soot - and are flaking from contact with flames. Where skin should be, hints of gore are teased by the orange glow.
Florida Man:
...I was involved in a little barbecue earlier......... I should probably be in the hospital... AND should definitely be resting for my match tomorrow.... but I returned to the scene of the crime.... for you WUK. Feel the love.
A long drag. The embers burn brighter, providing more hints at the damage, even as the smoke obscures it further.
Florida Man:
Earlier today Kira Izumi roasted me... and not with his wit. So I used the flames provided to burn a few bridges of my own, and took the opportunity to get out of my J-RoK contract. It was a long time coming.... but today was one loser leaves town match I didn't mind taking a dirt nap on. For the first time in a spell, this here gator is no longer shackled by corporate demand. My god does it feel good... at least that is how I assume it feels - I'm gonna have to wait for my nerve endings to make a comeback first. So I am no longer a J-RoK employee.......... I have a handful of contracted appearances that we both have to honour, but I'm basically in the wind. What does that mean? Unless I have J-RoK giggity gold at the end of those prebooked dates, there will be absolutely zero reason for them to invite me biggity back. (chuckle) ....I've seen to that.
Only problem is... over the years... I've built up a tremendous amount of bad blood with the outfit outta Kakuto. While Kira, then Nausicaä kept my hands tied - every new hire got to take a whack at me like I was a fucking piñata... and I hang onto grudges a hell of a lot longer than I hang onto food stamps. So I'll be glad to see the back of this Renaissance, but I'll lament the opportunity to rearrange Brendan Harding's face. What I need is... a travel VISA, a way to visit this dive whenever I need a hot fix of Sky Force burning wreckage, but a temporary one so they gots no power over your boi.
...For that dream to work, I got two shots. First is Awesome tomorrow night for the Hardcore strap... Kira has made sure I'm not going into that at top gear, I may pull it off, but its a crap shoot. Second shot? That comes in Saskatoon... which is why I'm recording for you tonight.
Yup... that Two Kingdoms Battle Royale.
A chance at a belt that would let me terrorize my "home" federation, while continuing to grow with my United Kingdom friends. Yeah, that is the prize. Only, I'm going to have more people gunning for me than anyone else in that bad boy... yeah, Kira is the obvious one... but that Blue Lives Matter lover Rage, his High Roller compadre Wesley? Those dudes have a Battle of Britain size chip on their shoulders, and are looking to cash in on the Sunshine State Stud. Heck, even Matsui doesn't like my jokes. Then you get to the side of the field that are supposed to be my team... Jackass Gaines... Rin JUDAS Kubo... Hayley FUCKING Grimes. Hell, I mainly want the Two Crowns for an opportunity to miggity mess those insufferable simps up... so if I can get those mothers beforehand? Is it my birthday? You shouldn't have!
OH, and the BIG GIFT... a chance to take something from DAR.
Listen to those commentators, Darlene? Acted like my thousand demon crush was a fluke because of how great you are... fast forward to the Sakura League, where I did your old man with no vasoline. I kind of like the idea of being the Sakarabe to your hardcore families' Gracies. The PRICE Killer? Got a nice ring. Very Costco.
Don't complain J-RoK, y'all made me this way...
See folks I'm a bit of an anomaly. I could have thrived anywhere, but I chose to THRIVE in WUK out of spite to YOU, Kakuto.... and wouldn't you know it? You finally got around to treating me with respect based ONLY on those WUK results.
I have to win the Two Kingdoms... because I AM THE TWO KINGDOMS.
My HATE had no borders, until YOU defined them.
..........Now reap what you sowed.
With that, the flood light cuts out - leaving only the dying embers of the cigar, and then darkness.