PROMO: "Why Should You Come When I Call?"

[Guest Kibagami]

PROMO: “Why Should You Come When I Call?”

 

Do not advance in a martial way.

It is sufficient to gather strength, to assess the enemy-

And take him – that is all.

 

However, if one does not plan

And takes the enemy lightly,

One will certainly be captured by him…

 

Chapter Nine of the Sun-Tzu.

 

She knocks timidly on the door of Suite 310, pulling up the collar of her jacket against the wind. “Damn, but Canada is cold,” she thinks. “He could’ve told me to bring some warmer clothes…and why are these suites all in the three hundreds? There’s only ten of them.”

 

She knocks a little more forcefully this time; she’s eager to get in out of the cold. She hears someone moving inside, and she thinks: “This wouldn’t be a social call a few months ago…”

 

“Thank God for Nathan...”

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”It’s one-thirty in the morning. Will I never get any sleep?”

 

He half-rolls out of bed, gropes in the dark for a pair of pants and a white t-shirt and stumbles as cautiously as one can reasonably stumble to the door.

 

Through the peephole, he sees…a young woman, barely eighteen, nineteen at the most. She stands in front of his door expectantly, a coy smile on her face. Her hair is jet-black, flowing down past her shoulders. Her eyes are azure, deep, cloudy. Her faded white sweatshirt, visible through her open windbreaker, just barely reads “Bikini Kill” in faded red lettering. She looks more than a little lost…

 

…doesn’t she?

 

He opens the door.

 

“Can I…help you, miss?”

 

”I…um…yes, actually, I think you can.” She grins at him. “Mind if I come in for a minute?”

 

“…”

 

”No, no, no, no. I just need to talk to you for a second –“

 

“Good night, miss.”

 

He begins to close the door…

 

”Damn it, Kaesame, don’t you close that door on me!”

 

He stops.

 

“What…did you say?”

 

The girl squeezes her way through the half-open door and past a stunned Thoth and bounces into the room, giggling to herself as she does so.

 

“Sorry about that, mister…but he said you probably wouldn’t let me in unless I did that.”

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“So…Silent…sent you here?”

 

Thoth sits across from the young woman in one of the two beaten green chairs adorning his current lodgings. Two glasses of water sit on the nearby nightstand, along with a cheap alarm clock and a phone. The clock’s bright red face reads 1:47am…

 

“Um, yes, he did. Except, well, I prefer we call him Nathan, if you don’t mind it, Th – mister..”

 

”Sure…Nathan it is. And please, call me Yuuichiro.”

 

“You got it, Yuuicha…Yoochee…um…is ‘Yuri’ okay with you?”

 

”Yuri? I’m not Russian.”

 

”Please?”

 

Silence.

 

“Pretty please. With a cherry on top.”

 

The Balancer sighs. This is going to be a long night.

 

“Very well. If you must.”

 

“Great! Well, um, Yuri, Nathan asked me to give this to you.” The girl reaches into her pocket and comes out with a yellowed piece of paper, obviously rather old, and more than a little fragile. “He said…oh, damn it, what was it he said…oh, okay, I got it. He said that your father wanted him to give it to you.” The girl shrinks in her chair a little as Thoth’s eyes light up at the mention of his father. “Oh, and he also said you would get really angry, and he said that, uh, you should probably leave me alone, no matter what the letter says.”

 

“The letter?”

 

”Well, yeah. It’s a letter.”

 

”From my father?”

 

”I guess.”

 

”To who?”

 

”…look, Yuri,” says the girl, looking unusually serious, “I don’t think Nathan wants to fight you. He let me read that letter, and…well…look, just keep that thing in mind on Sunday. You two will do whatever you feel like you have to do, but…try and remember what your father would’ve done, all right?”

 

Thoth rises from his chair, now visibly enraged. “Who the hell do you think you are, telling me what my father would’ve done??” He snatches the letter from the girl’s hand. “And who the hell are you, anyway? How much did Silent pay you for this? What are you, some tramp he picked up off the goddamn street?”

 

Almost as fast as Yuuichiro himself, the girl bolts up out of her chair…

 

*SLAP!*

 

…And slaps the Balancer hard across the face, a few tears beginning to trail down her cheeks.

 

“I’ll have you know…” she sniffles. “Damn it. I’ll have you know that yes, I am a tramp he picked up off the street,” she screams, her voice breaking as she tries to hold back the tears. “He picked me up off the street, and he saved my FUCKING life, you asshole, and I love him! And if you can’t appreciate what he’s trying to do, and you hurt him on Sunday,” she sobs, “I fucking swear to God, I’ll kill you myself!”

 

She storms out of the room, slamming the door behind her, leaving Thoth alone with the letter and his thoughts…

 

“She…LOVES…him? That girl…loves…Silent? I don’t understand…”

 

The Balancer’s train of thought is interrupted by the slam of a car door. His eyes widen slightly.

 

“No.”

 

Kaesame bounds across the room and throws open the door just in time to see a familiar black Diablo pullin out of the parking lot, the odd streetlight reflecting off its hood in the cold night air. He watches it slowly pull onto the highway and out of his sight…

 

Yuuichiro shuts the door, his mind spinning. He sits down on the bed, and opens the letter…

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My son –

 

The doctors tell me I do not have much time left. Six months, a year – it matters not, in the scheme of things. My time here has been fulfilling. I have fought well; I have lived well. I am at peace with who I am, and with who I have been. I will compose my death poem soon, I think. It will be my final testament to the path of peace I have struggled to find in this violent world of ours.

 

Please, for your own sake, and for Jessica’s; dwell no longer on the past. I began my training with the knowledge that any fight, against any man, could be my last. You did not know what you were asked to do, you only knew that it must be done – a situation I have found myself in time and time again. Know that in my heart of hearts, I have forgiven you. There is no blame to be laid; allow yourself to rest, however briefly.

 

I know you will return to the West, soon. I would ask you, if you can, to care for your younger brother. He is strong of will, and in time, his skills may surpass our own; but he lives too much for the fight. There is much anger in him. I fear for his well being, especially with Nekura bound for the West. I ask you to deal with the Spider as you see fit, but please, I ask of you this one favor: guard your brother as best you can. When the time comes for you to battle him as you and I have battled, remember this letter; remember my final plea. Perhaps someday, if the time is right, you will share this with him. I only hope he can forgive us both our indiscretions.

 

I pray what little training I was able to provide will aid you in your journey. Vengeance is a hard thing to take, and a heavy burden to bear.

 

But sometimes…sometimes, it must be done.

 

Go in peace,

 

Yoshiaki Kaesame

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Yuuichiro Kaesame lets the letter fall to the floor.

 

It’s going to be another sleepless night, it seems.

 

END PROMO

[Guest Ace309]

Damn impressive, man. Damn impressive.

[Guest Beingz0wningj00]

This looks like a job for the egofuck!

 

 

 

I mean... good stuff as I've come to expect.

 

Although does this mean what I think it means?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

THE DIABLO ISN'T RAINBOW COLOR AND SILENT LOVES A HOOKER!!!?

 

OH THE HUMANITY!!!

[Guest 5_moves_of_doom]

...~SWERVE~

[Guest chirs3]

Um... wow.

 

That was...

 

Wow.

[Guest Kibagami]

I take it you guys like it, eh?

 

Oh, and I'm bumping this slightly, so that Thugg's spam will stop HOLDING IT DOWN!

 

S.

[Guest HVilleThugg]

::holds down Silent's promo::

 

Come on, you can't stop the kliq!

 

Da "has decided to hold down promos no written or approved by the Kliq" H

[Guest Kibagami]

::holds down Thugg's holding down of his promo::

 

Bah! My underrated mic skills beingz smashingz your glass ceiling!

 

S.

[Guest HVilleThugg]

And now that I have actually read the promo I held down...

 

Interesting. Sounds more like the plotline to a movie than a wrestling angle, but hey...that's what we do here I guess. However, I get this feeling of Star Wars...is Thoth's dad Yoda? I don't know why, but I think SIlent is Thoth's dad or brother or related to him somehow.

 

Da "still holding this promo down" H

[Guest Kibagami]

Close, Thugg, but no cigar.

 

Da "holding down Thugg's holding down of his promo, still" S.

[Guest HVilleThugg]

::gets the entire Kliq to no sell Silent's no sell of Thugg holding his promo down::

 

It's gonna take more than just you to no sell that beeatch!

 

Da "we come wit force" H

[Guest Kibagami]

::channels his No-Selling Bastard persona, allowing him to EASILY...EASILY, I said, no-sell the entire Kliq::

 

Oh, what NOW, Big Lazy Daddy Cool Thugg Kliq Diesel? WHAT NOW??!?

 

Da 'No-sellers unite!' S.

[Guest HVilleThugg]

Silent seems to forget that I was and still am the king of no selling....yes....better than Petro the Fucking Clown!

 

::no sells Silent's old persona, thus leaving him subject to the Kliq no sell and leaving his promo held down::

 

Da "realizes that his posting, by nature, accomplishes the exact thing he is trying to prevent...but also remembers his "Delete Thread" button" H

 

MUWHAHAHAHA!!

[Guest Kibagami]

Bah! Even when you WERE the King of No-Selling, you only had EIGHT vitality, whereas Silent the No-Selling Bastard has TEN, FOOLISH KLIQ-LOOKING GUY!

 

::no-sells the no-sell and the 'delete thread' button::

 

Buwhahaha!

 

Da 'Hey, is he allowed to do that?' S.

[Guest HVilleThugg]

Yes, but being 7'2" and 450 pounds, my 8 vitality is more like 12 vitality, while yours is a measely 10!

 

::no sells Silent's no sell of Thugg's no sell of Silent's old persona and no sells Silent's no sell of the delete button::

 

Are you SURE you want to threaten the delete button?

 

::puts finger just above the delete button::

 

Da "are you surely sure?" H

[Guest Thoth]

Oh, you TRY the delete button. I'mma ban yo ass.

[Guest Kibagami]

Surely sure.

 

::no-sells all that shit in Thugg's bazillion previous posts::

 

Just you wait 'till I get back from work, son. I beingz 0wning j00 then...

 

Da 'The Kliq sure is lucky I have a shitty night job' S.

[Guest HVilleThugg]

wait...so you're no selling Thoth's post?

 

Good!

 

::reaches for the Delete button again::

 

Oh Thoth...you're just saying that because you're in the promo. I bet if this was a Wilson promo, you'd be happy to let me delete it...in fact, you probably would delete it out of spite!

 

Thoth, I am your father!

 

::no sells the whole damn faction!::

 

::no sells the banning::

 

::no sells Thoth::

 

::no sells Silent's mom::

 

::no sells the tramp in the promo::

 

::still is Thoth's father::

 

::no sell....uhhhh...no sells Silent's night job::

 

::no sells luck::

 

::no sells the Kliq....::

 

WAIT!

 

UNDO!

 

UNDO!

 

UNDO!

 

Ahhhhh...

 

::no sells Ash and Xero::

 

Da "hey, why the coat with no arms?" H

[Guest Edwin MacPhisto]

That was totally sweet.

 

So...torn. Epic promo...kliq brethren...augh...

 

::uses the force and hopes for the best::

[Guest HVilleThugg]

Remember your loyalties Edwin.

 

Remember who got you to where you are today.

 

Anyone who says it's because Edwin is a promo, match writing god is a damn liar and a fool!

 

Da "help me hold Silent down::" H

[Guest Divefire]

If you guys keep holding each other down with the no selling, it's going to turn into a porn movie.

 

A bad porn movie at that...

[Guest HVilleThugg]

You're lucky you're Divefire, or I would no sell you and hold you down too...

 

Awwww, fuck it!

 

::no sells Divefire::

 

Welcome to the party!

 

::oh, and holds him down too::

 

Da "what was this all about again?" H

[Guest Divefire]

Don't make me pull out my 49% controling share of the SWFE and fire your ass boy!

 

...Wait that would require doing paper work...

[Guest HVilleThugg]

Yes, that's right...

 

Now, if you had the power like me, you could no sell the paperwork, and still fire me. But you don't! Do you? That's right you don't!

 

::tries to steal the other 51% of SWFE::

 

Da "didn't I kill you once already?" H

[Guest Beingz0wningj00]

*no sells Thugg*

 

 

I've beaten all the kliq... welll except Stevens/Edwin. I'll pull Stevens out of retirement and cripple his roided up ass.

[Guest Divefire]

Well see now Thugg, Hogan, erm I mean McWeed has another 49% stake in SWFE that his old lady got him, no not Misty, the other one...

 

The other 2% lies within the grasp of Jayson G and since he's missing in action, that can only mean one thing...

 

An insane and ludicrous plot line that has us traipsing all over the world in the search of one man!

 

...

 

Or not.