Shizuku Yamamoto vs. Psychotic Goth

[MasterEvil]

OOC Episode Number: 033. Name: ATT4: Inferno Match: Shizuku Yamamoto Vs. Psychotic Goth Note(s): Sometimes the occasional crime does pay…

“The past is a place of reference, not a place of residence.” Roy Bennett Again, I failed. This time last year I failed in protecting Hayley…then earlier this year I failed to avenge her…and mere hours ago I failed to back her up and couldn’t prevent SKY Force losing to E.V.E. This cannot be how it all ends. I was the one who declared this ‘war’ in the first place but every time I’ve been in the ring with, or even near, Dylan I always fail. People might as well find a picture of me when they Google up the word failure… Rin Kubo “Yo, Shizuku, you still here?” I lift my head up to spot the soot covered face of Rin. Undoubtedly the muckiest thing in this hotel room but something about her dopey smile seems to make me feel a little better inside. Obviously not the same feeling Hayley gives me but I can possibly see how Rin managed to be the first of us to find a partner as I shuffled a bit to allow her to come over and sit down on the corner of this formerly pristine white bed. Shizuku Yamamoto “You’re quite a mess.” Rin Kubo “Volunteering to help people escape the fire, as well as helping the firemen clear the flames, isn’t a clean job you know?” Who would think that someone who is happy to attack people with her katana would go out of her way to help those in need? Then again all of us at SKY Force could be considered softies on the inside, especially considering our SKY Force Fund. Maybe that is why we all seem to connect well in our family? Though oblivious I ain’t as immediately I noticed some folded paper sticking out the side pocket of Rin’s pants. Rin Kubo “I was wondering how long it’d take you to notice these…” She pulls them out and straightens them out. Rin Kubo “While helping some JROK personnel I happened to find a couple unsigned contracts in one Kira’s office. So, instead of letting him waste his time rewarding me these contracts for my valiant efforts, I simply took them and filled in the blanks. So now, at Supremacy, I’m going to be returning the XHF Junior Heavyweight Championship back to SKY Force while you-” While listening to her I got up to go to the bathroom and returned with a glass of water. Not that I needed long to make my way to the bedside cabinet, so I could open a bottle of Lexapro and get a couple tablets from it, but I couldn’t help looking over towards Rin when she mentioned me. Rin Kubo “-get to face Psychotic Goth for the Two Kingdom’s Championship.” Shizuku Yamamoto “M-Me? Why me? Surely the likes of Hayley and Nausicaä would stand a much better chance than me. Hell even Charles would be better than a failure lik-” I couldn’t even finish my words as I suddenly found myself engulfed in a hug - owowow, possibly more accurately a bear hug - by Rin. She really needs to learn her own strength… Rin Kubo “I get that this E.V.E. war hasn’t been going the way we hope but you are not a failure Shizuku. If anything I think you just need a little confidence boost to remind you of the little tactical hardass that helped us win our war against JROK. Hayley believes you can do it, so does Charles and Tabby, and Nausicaä is still a bit shaken up from that submission hold he put her in three years ago, at Belfast’s Grand Opera House. So we all know that you can win this Shizuku…and you never know, maybe shifting your priority towards the Two Kingdom’s Championship might be what you need to get out of this little slump.” I’m not sure that this ‘slump’ she calls it is little at all…but at least I can breathe more comfortably now that Rin has finally let me go. Though not without leaving the Two Kingdom’s Championship contract in my free hand, allowing me to look down upon and arch an eyebrow at the match stipulation. Shizuku Yamamoto “What is a ‘King of the Mountain Deathmatch’?” Rin Kubo “Honestly no clue…but I doubt it’s something to scare you off with, especially considering that new ‘tattoo’ you got…” I wince at the mentioning at the mark across my chest. Rin Kubo “Oh yeah, Nausicaä wants you to know that she knows a great plastic surgeon who’ll be able to remove it the Tuesday after next if you like.” Shizuku Yamamoto “Thanks, I’ll make sure to get there, but I shouldn’t underestimate the possible danger of this match stipulation…and only a fool wouldn’t properly value their opponent. Not only has Psychotic Goth defeated our matriarch three years ago but considering he practically slaughtered Yuki Sakaraba to become the first, as well as only, holder of the belt…he isn’t inexperienced in the way of fighting, as well as defeating, those who specialises in puroresu. Add in the fact that he is almost a foot and a half taller than me, as well as over a hundred pounds heavier, and people might as well think of this as a child versus a giant instead of an actual Championship ma-” Rin Kubo “So you’re saying that all of us in SKY Force, Hayley included, are wrong to believe in you?” At that moment I froze. Are they all…wrong? No way…but I have consistently let them all down. But are they really wrong? Am I really hopeless? Nonono…no way…but I have failed time and time again before…could Hayley be wrong? Am I really going to let my Hayley down ag- No. Shizuku Yamamoto “No you lot aren’t…those who obsess with the past, instead of learning from it, are doomed to endlessly repeat it. I am not repeating it anymore. I will turn it all around at Supremacy, even at the expense of one like Psychotic Goth. He may be big and strong but I’ve broken bigger and stronger people. He may value himself as a submission artist who comes from the depths of hell but there is nobody, and I mean nobody, who's been through the hell I’ve been through and survived. I have wallowed in sadness long enough, now is the time for me to unleash the anger burning inside me and, unfortunately for him, he’ll be finding himself at the centre of an inferno that’ll show him that there is more to hell than nine circles… An inferno that knows no restraint, limit or mercy… An inferno no mere mountain can contain… And an inferno that’ll make what happened here in Shinjuku look like mere party poppers… He’ll find himself in the centre of a blazing inferno… Known as me.” I threw my tablets down my throat and drowned them with the glass of water before slamming said glass down on the cabinet and snapping my attention back towards the sooty face of my close friend. Shizuku Yamamoto “And at Supremacy Psychotic Goth is going to discover the fatalistic difference between a mere submission artist and a goddamn Torturer!” Without paying heed to if Rin has anything to say I grab a towel and a bottle of Super Cola before heading out of the room. I hear that the gym at this Hyatt Regency is quite good and all journeys to success start with a single step.

[MasterEvil]

OOC Episode Number: 034. Name: ATT5: Queen of the Mountain Match: Shizuku Yamamoto Vs. Psychotic Goth Note(s): Had a sudden spurt of inspiration, lol.

“Victory is always possible for the person who refuses to stop fighting.” Napoleon Hill Today is a sunny day but there is no warmth to be felt. If anything the air itself feels colder than death and deader than a doornail as we look down from the cloudless sky above…to find ourselves among an armada of graves as the short brunette known as Shizuku Yamamoto slowly emerges from behind a tree with a lit candle in hand. Shizuku Yamamoto “Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth upon this continent, a new nation, conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal…” Almost emotionlessly departs the shortest woman of SKY Force’s lips as she takes her slow steps forward. The wind stroking across the bottom of her black and blue floral kimono being the only thing we hear, other than Shizuku’s words, as she weightlessly steps over the grass before stopping at something capturing the brunette’s oak brown eyes. Shizuku Yamamoto “According to Hayley it was a famous speech for all Americans…I may not remember any other words from it, or much about the bearded guy who said it, but those words were spoken here…a battlefield. A battlefield where many have fought and died over their own goals, be it domination, emancipation or preservation…preservation that many of these brave, misled, souls have failed to achieve however…” Miss Yamamoto’s eyes never once drift away from the object that ensnared their attention as she slowly kneels down, causing our viewpoint to pan across to spot the source of said fixation, as well as where the brunette places her lit candle on…an uniformed line of granite with the word ‘UNKNOWN’ engraved across each tile. Shizuku Yamamoto “Like how I’ve repeatedly failed to achieve whenever it matters the most…protecting Hayley, avenging Hayley, warring for SKY Force and the numerous times I’ve crashed and burned every time I’ve tried singles glory. Like how I often find myself shackled to the chains of ‘she is just a tag team wrestler’, ‘a tag team specialist but nothing more’ or even ‘every group has a weak link, she is SKY Force’s’…not that I can blame them. My girlfriend’s a former World Champion, Charles’ a former Junior Heavyweight Champion, Nausicaä has won two tournaments on her own and both Rin and Tabby have done alright for themselves while I’ve…achieved nothing. Never the dominating one…always the dominated one.” Slowly leave her lips as Shizuku slips a small bottle of Lexapro out from one of her sleeves, opens it to take a couple tablets out and return it to said sleeve before slipping out a bottle of water from a different sleeve. The short SKY Force member didn’t need long to down the tablets with her water before her eyes finally drift their attention towards us. Shizuku Yamamoto “But what about you, Goth? Considering that you’re a Champion who obliterated a JROK legend for your Title, I figure that domination isn’t something new to you. Though the concept of soap might be…sorry. I must apologise…not for judging you by your appearance; instead for exposing some possibly personal information about you. Then again, ‘King of the Goths’, I guess you’re free to be whoever you want to be…judge, jury, executioner…or even merely a six foot five jackass who might as well be using this ‘Vampira’ to hide some kind of sadomasochism in plain sight. Or is all of that, self-imposed caption included, merely an act in a rather pathetic and pitifully vain attempt to preserve the image of crazy, intimidating, demon?” Miss Yamamoto shakes her head with a look that we can’t tell if it expresses mild amusement or pure apathy. Shizuku Yamamoto “If so then you are going to be in for one hell of a wakeup call at Supremacy, and not the so-called ‘Depths of Hell’ you claim to come from. Your ‘intimidation tactics’ might have worked against someone as innocent minded as Nausicaä but guess what? I don’t find anything about you intimidating at all. Those chains don’t scare me. Your constant barking is more annoying than frightening. Your fashion sense assembles more like a tramp than those our SKY Force Fund was set up to help. And that special weapon of yours - you know, the one you made yourself - the only chill I get from that thing is from my own struggle to not burst out laughing every single time I see it.” Sharply leave the Asian’s razor blade tongue before she reaches her right hand out to gently pick the candle back up. Afterwards she uses her head to motions for us to stay beside her before beginning to walk away. Shizuku Yamamoto “What is that sound, King of Goths? Am I beginning to hear your anger boil over? So what? I want you to be angry. I don’t want you to underestimate me and give me even a smidge less than the absolute worst you can ever give anybody. I want you to pour all of your brutality all over me like a goddamn fountain. I want you to cram every damn piece of your savagery into me like I’m a bloody Christmas turkey. I want to taste each and every succulent bite of Satan’s Judgement…” With the suddenness of a bolt of lightning Miss Yamamoto turns to face us and drops down onto her knees, nearly causing the candle to fall out of her right hand in the process, before yanking us down to be head level with her dampened eyes. Shizuku Yamamoto “I am on my knees, Goth. I am begging you, Goth. Beat me black, blue and every shade in between. Break every bone in my body and grind them to make some bread. Tear and rip into my flesh and squeeze all my blood out to make a thousand communion wines. Gouge my damn eyes out and use them as stress balls. You claim to love, be friends with and actually being Death itself…then prove it. I want you, no, I’m begging you, no, I’m pleading with you…to kill me. I ain’t afraid, I ain’t stupid and I ain’t running from you. If anything at Supremacy, I’m going to be running directly at you, ready or not-” Shizuku grips onto the top of her kimono with her free hand and yanks it open enough to reveal the grotesque sight of bloody bandaging across her chest, old burn marks on her shoulders and badly aged, and fragilely scabbing over, rips smothering her right bicep. Shizuku Yamamoto “-BECAUSE NOTHING YOU CAN EVER DO TO ME WILL BE ANYTHING COMPARED TO THE HELL I’VE BEEN PUTTING MYSELF THROUGH EVERYDAY FOR THE PAST THIRTEEN MONTHS!!!” Thunderously echoes in our ears as the technician slumps forward in her kneeling position. Most likely to neaten her kimono back up without us seeing as, after a few seconds where the only sound are the leaves being brushed by the silently chilly wind, she straightens back up with a more apathetic appearance. Shizuku Yamamoto “You may say that death is many things…but I disagree with all of it as death is only one thing…a mercy. A mercy that I am doomed to not get for a long time…and it is because of that I know an unfortunate truth. That truth being that - no matter what you do - I will always get back up, I will always put myself back together and I will always continue fighting all over this King of the Mountain Deathmatch until you…break…down. Don’t worry though, your so-called friend isn’t going to be a mercy for you either so you’ll be able to live…even if as a mere shell of the being that defeated Nausicaä those years ago in Belfast…” Trails from the brunette’s lips before she lifts the still burning candle up to be between us and her. Shizuku Yamamoto “This candle isn’t for the souls here, nor to either of us Goth, but it is instead in remembrance of a kingdom that will crumble to dust and be almost completely forgotten about afterwards. This candle burns for your Kingdom of the Goths and you can no longer be ‘King of The Goths’ without your gold. So treasure these final days, Psychotic Goth, because at Supremacy your gothic monarchy dies as I become Queen of the Mountain.” Almost snarls out the kimono wearing girl’s lips as she carefully places the candle down before getting up and walking out of view, leaving the final thing we see before cutting to black being the flickering flame dying out.