Post by Kimitsu Zombie on Feb 25, 2017 2:07:58 GMT -5
“5 for the body. 10 for the face. Lay me out and you get the purse.”
The wet smack reverberates in the emptying Koreatown lounge as a scrawny college boy tries to put Aokigahara Zombie down with a punch to the stomach. Aokigahara takes the blow and looks up with a stern look. The college kid takes a nervous step back and is just about to run away until Aokigahara grins and pats his shoulder.
“Nice one, boy. Next time you hit someone put your whole body into it. Who’s next?”
He laughs and hands the five dollar bill to Kimitsu Zombie sitting in the booth next to him. She takes a rubber band off a folded roll of money and adds another bet to the night’s winnings. She hands him his glass and fills it from a bottle of shochu. She waves it over at the cameraman who shakes his head and the camera, so she drinks straight from the bottle herself then grins. An older guy walks up to Aokigahara holding up a 10. Kimitsu leans back in the cushioned chair and waves.
“Konbanwa Union Battleground! Kimitsu Zombie here with Aokigahara Zombie. We’re gonna be featured in your Battle of Los Angeles fighting against The Outliers. Now we’ve been around but I’d just like to introduce ourselves just in case some of y’all ain’t familiar."
The man steps back and loosens and warms up like he is about to pitch 9 innings. He then tries to catch Aokigahara by surprise and hits him with a swift punch to the side of the head and mainly the ear. Aokigahara immediately winces and puts his hand to the ear. He glares at the older man who sheepishly hands over the money. Aokigahara snatches it and waves for the next challenger.
“We are your AWE Dynamic Champions, Ketsuekigata Z. That means that in our funny little way our blood type is Zombie. No it doesn’t fucking mean that we stumble around trying to eat people or that we’re trying to be scary monsters of the night. So many of our opponents like to go there so let me clear the air on that shit right now. We’re Zombies in the way that we keep on going after our goals with a hungry determination. We’re Zombies in that we have an unbreakable will. We’re Zombies in the amount of damage we can dish out and take.”
An Asian cholo struts up to Aokigahara who bows in greeting. The gangster nods and flexes his biceps as he strokes his chin. He holds the money up above Aokigahara’s head. When Aokigahara looks up and sideways at it the man clocks him in the chin. Aokigahara’s groan turns into a rumbling laugh and the cholo looks pissed. When Aokigahara grins at him he tries to attack again with another punch but Aokigahara lowers his head and the hit lands on his forehead. An unnatural crunch is heard from the man’s wrist.
“No, no, no. You didn’t play nice there and you didn’t pay.”
The man reaches into his pocket and pulls out a knife to a few gasps in the far side of the lounge. A bouncer starts making his way over but the thug is able to swing the knife at Aokigahara who dodges. Then he grabs the blade with his teeth and the man struggles to get it free. Kimitsu shakes her head and taps it with her finger.
“See, we’re a bit stupid. Or some people say so anyway. We lack some brains but make up for it in bravado. I’ve found myself in some tricky situations in my short career. Some of my wildest matches involved cages surrounded in fire or infused in electricity. I was always scared shitless going in but as I went on I was eerily enjoying it. It concerns people sometimes. It didn’t matter if I was being shocked with current by a seven foot behemoth or pushed into the crimson fire by a pint sized Pixie I always got back up and fought harder… well not in the electric cage match. That shit knocked me out. That fire thing ended up well enough. Uncle Aoki here-”
Aokigahara releases the knife but chomps down on the man’s hand causing him to drop it. Kimitsu picks it up and then breaks the now empty bottle of shochu over his head. He stumbles back into the arms of the bouncer and he scoops the man up to throw him out. Aokigahara wipes some blood from the side of his lip then sits down next to Kimitsu.
“Uncle’s from a different breed entirely. He is the extreme of the extreme. Uncle Aoki is deathmatch pioneer and an agent of fucking chaos. Don’t worry though he is in it for your benefit. The pain and joy of facing us is always mutual. It doesn’t matter who wins at the end for him. You only lose if you disappoint him. We just hope people last long enough to make it worthwhile.”
Aokigahara empties his glass and Kimitsu looks around and fills it from a flask. He holds it up in a quick toast to the camera and drinks. Two bouncers come over and motion for Kimitsu to go for a walk with them. She does and Aokigahara laughs.
“Making it worthwhile is usually the hard part but, from what Kimitsu has told me, The Outliers will have no problem with that. We live the nomad lifestyle, being in a touring AWE and one of the things you can do on the road is talk. On many a night the topic of conversation has been these two guys, Sawtooth Grin and He Who Corrupts. Kimitsu first became a fan during her spot in WARPED for the Super J Cup. She immediately added them to her Fangirl list along with Amis Shelton and Pixie. As I have learned this is more of a hit list.”
A shrill gasp is heard and Kimitsu is seen gesticulating wildly as she argues with the bouncers.
“She’s got The Pixie off the list and had a hell of a time. Now it’s time for The Outliers and it’s a perfect situation because she has me in her corner as a partner. All the attention she has given you guys from you being the last tag champions in WARPED to your mma matches, to your trios titles in GOL has really piqued my interest as well. See, we’re new to this whole tag team thing. I got the experience on my side and the good natured desire to see what other people got inside them. She has the passion and determination of a rookie. And the people love her.”
Kimitsu is seen laughing it up now with the bouncers and feeling the biceps on one of their arms.
“From what I’ve seen The Outliers are similar to us. They can go from skating around GOL without a care in the world and singing to obliterating the competition and having a blast. Me, I like to explore. I want to experience their violence and see if you guys live up to your special names. I want to know the training of Sawtooth Grin and see what kind of fighter all those techniques have made. I want to know He Who Corrupts and experience the wanton disregard for an opponent that is the Disasterpeace. Then we’ll compare notes and I try to top you while Kimitsu gets lost in her blind rage. She’ll be the one that ends it.”
It seems to be a rowdy night at this lounge as another commotion starts up. A college age guy has jumped up on one of the tables and is kicking bottles and glasses around as he dances to the music. The bouncers rush over and Kimitsu follows with glee. They try to get close but he kicks them away. Finally Kimitsu rushes forward from behind the bouncers and grabs the confused student by the legs and pulls them back. His legs fly forward and his body slams into the table with a loud thud. Two bouncers tend to him while another pushes Kimitsu back and motions her away. She sits back down with us looking excited.
“Had fun?”
She nods with a grin and puts an arm around him.
“Anyway, Outliers, It's like we’ve been two cosmic bodies circling around aimlessly but always getting closer. Now we finally get to explode and take Los Angeles with us. We thank Union Battleground for hosting us and letting Kimitsu cross another dream match off her list. As for me this is simply just a way to get some punks and drifters to beat each other up and have the time of their lives. See you Sunday!”
The wet smack reverberates in the emptying Koreatown lounge as a scrawny college boy tries to put Aokigahara Zombie down with a punch to the stomach. Aokigahara takes the blow and looks up with a stern look. The college kid takes a nervous step back and is just about to run away until Aokigahara grins and pats his shoulder.
“Nice one, boy. Next time you hit someone put your whole body into it. Who’s next?”
He laughs and hands the five dollar bill to Kimitsu Zombie sitting in the booth next to him. She takes a rubber band off a folded roll of money and adds another bet to the night’s winnings. She hands him his glass and fills it from a bottle of shochu. She waves it over at the cameraman who shakes his head and the camera, so she drinks straight from the bottle herself then grins. An older guy walks up to Aokigahara holding up a 10. Kimitsu leans back in the cushioned chair and waves.
“Konbanwa Union Battleground! Kimitsu Zombie here with Aokigahara Zombie. We’re gonna be featured in your Battle of Los Angeles fighting against The Outliers. Now we’ve been around but I’d just like to introduce ourselves just in case some of y’all ain’t familiar."
The man steps back and loosens and warms up like he is about to pitch 9 innings. He then tries to catch Aokigahara by surprise and hits him with a swift punch to the side of the head and mainly the ear. Aokigahara immediately winces and puts his hand to the ear. He glares at the older man who sheepishly hands over the money. Aokigahara snatches it and waves for the next challenger.
“We are your AWE Dynamic Champions, Ketsuekigata Z. That means that in our funny little way our blood type is Zombie. No it doesn’t fucking mean that we stumble around trying to eat people or that we’re trying to be scary monsters of the night. So many of our opponents like to go there so let me clear the air on that shit right now. We’re Zombies in the way that we keep on going after our goals with a hungry determination. We’re Zombies in that we have an unbreakable will. We’re Zombies in the amount of damage we can dish out and take.”
An Asian cholo struts up to Aokigahara who bows in greeting. The gangster nods and flexes his biceps as he strokes his chin. He holds the money up above Aokigahara’s head. When Aokigahara looks up and sideways at it the man clocks him in the chin. Aokigahara’s groan turns into a rumbling laugh and the cholo looks pissed. When Aokigahara grins at him he tries to attack again with another punch but Aokigahara lowers his head and the hit lands on his forehead. An unnatural crunch is heard from the man’s wrist.
“No, no, no. You didn’t play nice there and you didn’t pay.”
The man reaches into his pocket and pulls out a knife to a few gasps in the far side of the lounge. A bouncer starts making his way over but the thug is able to swing the knife at Aokigahara who dodges. Then he grabs the blade with his teeth and the man struggles to get it free. Kimitsu shakes her head and taps it with her finger.
“See, we’re a bit stupid. Or some people say so anyway. We lack some brains but make up for it in bravado. I’ve found myself in some tricky situations in my short career. Some of my wildest matches involved cages surrounded in fire or infused in electricity. I was always scared shitless going in but as I went on I was eerily enjoying it. It concerns people sometimes. It didn’t matter if I was being shocked with current by a seven foot behemoth or pushed into the crimson fire by a pint sized Pixie I always got back up and fought harder… well not in the electric cage match. That shit knocked me out. That fire thing ended up well enough. Uncle Aoki here-”
Aokigahara releases the knife but chomps down on the man’s hand causing him to drop it. Kimitsu picks it up and then breaks the now empty bottle of shochu over his head. He stumbles back into the arms of the bouncer and he scoops the man up to throw him out. Aokigahara wipes some blood from the side of his lip then sits down next to Kimitsu.
“Uncle’s from a different breed entirely. He is the extreme of the extreme. Uncle Aoki is deathmatch pioneer and an agent of fucking chaos. Don’t worry though he is in it for your benefit. The pain and joy of facing us is always mutual. It doesn’t matter who wins at the end for him. You only lose if you disappoint him. We just hope people last long enough to make it worthwhile.”
Aokigahara empties his glass and Kimitsu looks around and fills it from a flask. He holds it up in a quick toast to the camera and drinks. Two bouncers come over and motion for Kimitsu to go for a walk with them. She does and Aokigahara laughs.
“Making it worthwhile is usually the hard part but, from what Kimitsu has told me, The Outliers will have no problem with that. We live the nomad lifestyle, being in a touring AWE and one of the things you can do on the road is talk. On many a night the topic of conversation has been these two guys, Sawtooth Grin and He Who Corrupts. Kimitsu first became a fan during her spot in WARPED for the Super J Cup. She immediately added them to her Fangirl list along with Amis Shelton and Pixie. As I have learned this is more of a hit list.”
A shrill gasp is heard and Kimitsu is seen gesticulating wildly as she argues with the bouncers.
“She’s got The Pixie off the list and had a hell of a time. Now it’s time for The Outliers and it’s a perfect situation because she has me in her corner as a partner. All the attention she has given you guys from you being the last tag champions in WARPED to your mma matches, to your trios titles in GOL has really piqued my interest as well. See, we’re new to this whole tag team thing. I got the experience on my side and the good natured desire to see what other people got inside them. She has the passion and determination of a rookie. And the people love her.”
Kimitsu is seen laughing it up now with the bouncers and feeling the biceps on one of their arms.
“From what I’ve seen The Outliers are similar to us. They can go from skating around GOL without a care in the world and singing to obliterating the competition and having a blast. Me, I like to explore. I want to experience their violence and see if you guys live up to your special names. I want to know the training of Sawtooth Grin and see what kind of fighter all those techniques have made. I want to know He Who Corrupts and experience the wanton disregard for an opponent that is the Disasterpeace. Then we’ll compare notes and I try to top you while Kimitsu gets lost in her blind rage. She’ll be the one that ends it.”
It seems to be a rowdy night at this lounge as another commotion starts up. A college age guy has jumped up on one of the tables and is kicking bottles and glasses around as he dances to the music. The bouncers rush over and Kimitsu follows with glee. They try to get close but he kicks them away. Finally Kimitsu rushes forward from behind the bouncers and grabs the confused student by the legs and pulls them back. His legs fly forward and his body slams into the table with a loud thud. Two bouncers tend to him while another pushes Kimitsu back and motions her away. She sits back down with us looking excited.
“Had fun?”
She nods with a grin and puts an arm around him.
“Anyway, Outliers, It's like we’ve been two cosmic bodies circling around aimlessly but always getting closer. Now we finally get to explode and take Los Angeles with us. We thank Union Battleground for hosting us and letting Kimitsu cross another dream match off her list. As for me this is simply just a way to get some punks and drifters to beat each other up and have the time of their lives. See you Sunday!”