Kizmat looks at Lusus in mild confusion, grabs him by what passes for a face, and starts a roll—their momentum helps Kizmat fling Lusus against the turnbuckle. Kizmat completes his roll and stands.
“You didn't pin my arms,” Kizmat says, spitting blood while getting up and running to continue his onslaught on Lusus. “You're a monster, but as a threat you're a joke.”
Kizmat graps Lusus by a foot, and swings him like a club into Seer, knocking their heads together with a wet, squishing sound. Kizmat pivots, bracing one hand against Lusus' waist while holding his foot with the other, and lifts Lusus up into a modified pile driver, slamming him again onto Seer's head. Lusus, now limp like a rag doll, lies on the mat draped over Seer, who's weeping and gibbering, toothless, mumbling something unintelligible.
Kizmat grabs Lusus via the throat, lifts him into the air as high as Kizmat's arms can rise, stares into his eyes, and choke slams him again into Seer, directly connecting their heads together. Blood and ichor flows freely from the two prone figures.
“Family reunion time,” Kizmat growls, bear hugging both bodies near their wastes, lifting them up and suplexing them together into the mat behind him. Kimat leaps up to the nearest turnbuckle, stands briefly at the top to aim, and moonsalts down onto the groaning pile of Seer and Lusus.
Rolling into a standing position, Kizmat runs to the ropes—springboards and follows up with an elbow drop onto Lusus' throat. Kipping into a standing position, Kizmat ignores the chocking, gagging sounds below him as he leaps and frog splashes back onto his opponents.
“My babikin nom-no*gluh-hawk*” Seer spews, as Kizmat sinks his fangs into both exposed throats and rips a hefty chunk of flesh from both of Seer and Lusus.
“Pah. Gross. Not even fit to eat,” Kizmat fights down a retching as he spits out blood from his “son” and … paramour? Kizmat kneels down and begins throat punching the wounds, alternating between Lusus and Seer. The crowd starts counting each punch:
“One! Two! Three! Four! Five! Six! Seven! Eight! Nine! Ten! Eleven!”
Once neither Lusus nor Seer are making any sounds, Kizmat stands, kicks the nearest turnbuckle and shatters it into an explosion of jagged bits. Grabbing 2 large, sharp pieces, Kizmat drives one through each of Lusus' shoulders, sticking him to the mat, and uses the last to pierce Lusus' legs, in a quick crucifix style move.
Finally satisfied, Kizmat sprawls over both Lusus and Seer, pinning both; the ref begins the count, mildly horrified by the carnage before him. “One!...”
Event: KIZMAT VS Lusus [CM:XVI- 07/15/2025]
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KIZMAT
- The Lord of Blood
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Another..... Lord?
.........TWO....... THR................
At the mere millisecond of victory, a black-hooded cameraman rushes in with his camera and cracks Kizmat's head open!
That stopped the count, but instead of knocking Kizmat out, he whiplashes his head towards the individual with a deadly stare —the figure backs off to get out of dodge. Still, Kizmat captures the person by their neck and raises him to only drill him down hard to the mat with authority with a blood choke slam!!! The fans are going berserk!!!
Kizmat walked around in a circle, pissed off, and then picks up the figure and rips off his mask..... Kizmat was shocked to see................
HIMSELF?!?!!
Then, Seer, crackling screams out-loud..... "MY LOVER IS BACK!!!!! ALLLLL HAIL.... OHHH ALL HAIL.... THE LORD OF MORTALS!!! HEH!!!"
Kizmat was beside himself, and that was when the Lord of Mortals, errr, "Kizmat" drops to one knee to then low blow The Lord of Blood in the family jewels.....
That was suddenly followed by The Lord of Mortals crawling like a snake over to the mouth of Seer. The fans screamed in agony and disgust as the Lord of Mortals' mouth fed Seer his breakfast, giving Seer enough strength to pry Lusus from the turnbuckle debris that pinned him to the mat.
But before Seer could finish releasing the last steel rod from Lusus' right shoulder, The Lord of Blood springs up screaming to high heaven, along with his infamous long ass blood soaked tongue dangling from one side to the next. He runs a large boot to the side of Seer, sending the older man and his micro-penis flying out of the ring....
Then, the Lord of Mortals, who was trying to resuscitate his "son," looks up to see Kizmat armed with another turnbuckle pole he demolished and IMPALES THE LORD OF MORTALS THROUGH HIS CHEST AND DOWN STRAIGHT INTO LUSUS' CHEST, SENDING BLOOD SPLATTERING ALL OVER THE PLACE!!!!
Kizmat then placed his large, 20-inch foot on top of the back of The Lord of Mortals' blood-soaked back, pinning Lusus below. The referee sprang up and counted.
1
2
Seer stands up, splattering nom noms into the air, "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO MAH BABEHS WHAT HAVE YA DONE TO DEMS!!! MY PUDDING PIES NEED TO GO BACK INTO MY CUPS" (whatever the hell that means)
3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Your winner.... THE LORD OF BLOOD, KIZMAT!
Kizmat, The Lord of Blood, stood victorious over the corpses of his fallen victims... Kizmat snaps his head back at Seer, who then has a white face of shock written all over him!!!!! Seer is now peeing in the front and the back.... and turns to run like hell, followed by a pursuing Kizmat...........
THE END?
At the mere millisecond of victory, a black-hooded cameraman rushes in with his camera and cracks Kizmat's head open!
That stopped the count, but instead of knocking Kizmat out, he whiplashes his head towards the individual with a deadly stare —the figure backs off to get out of dodge. Still, Kizmat captures the person by their neck and raises him to only drill him down hard to the mat with authority with a blood choke slam!!! The fans are going berserk!!!
Kizmat walked around in a circle, pissed off, and then picks up the figure and rips off his mask..... Kizmat was shocked to see................
HIMSELF?!?!!
Then, Seer, crackling screams out-loud..... "MY LOVER IS BACK!!!!! ALLLLL HAIL.... OHHH ALL HAIL.... THE LORD OF MORTALS!!! HEH!!!"
Kizmat was beside himself, and that was when the Lord of Mortals, errr, "Kizmat" drops to one knee to then low blow The Lord of Blood in the family jewels.....
That was suddenly followed by The Lord of Mortals crawling like a snake over to the mouth of Seer. The fans screamed in agony and disgust as the Lord of Mortals' mouth fed Seer his breakfast, giving Seer enough strength to pry Lusus from the turnbuckle debris that pinned him to the mat.
But before Seer could finish releasing the last steel rod from Lusus' right shoulder, The Lord of Blood springs up screaming to high heaven, along with his infamous long ass blood soaked tongue dangling from one side to the next. He runs a large boot to the side of Seer, sending the older man and his micro-penis flying out of the ring....
Then, the Lord of Mortals, who was trying to resuscitate his "son," looks up to see Kizmat armed with another turnbuckle pole he demolished and IMPALES THE LORD OF MORTALS THROUGH HIS CHEST AND DOWN STRAIGHT INTO LUSUS' CHEST, SENDING BLOOD SPLATTERING ALL OVER THE PLACE!!!!
Kizmat then placed his large, 20-inch foot on top of the back of The Lord of Mortals' blood-soaked back, pinning Lusus below. The referee sprang up and counted.
1
2
Seer stands up, splattering nom noms into the air, "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO MAH BABEHS WHAT HAVE YA DONE TO DEMS!!! MY PUDDING PIES NEED TO GO BACK INTO MY CUPS" (whatever the hell that means)
3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Your winner.... THE LORD OF BLOOD, KIZMAT!
Kizmat, The Lord of Blood, stood victorious over the corpses of his fallen victims... Kizmat snaps his head back at Seer, who then has a white face of shock written all over him!!!!! Seer is now peeing in the front and the back.... and turns to run like hell, followed by a pursuing Kizmat...........
THE END?
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