The Walking Apocalypse

An Isola Radiole Affiliated blog for Killbane from Saints Row: The Third, played by Fuse

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Killbane Talks

As you play the podcast, a possibly familiar voice speaks to you. It’s former professional wrestler, Eddie Pryor!

“Heya, champs, you’re listening to Eddie Pryor, host of Killbane talks! Now, I know the city’s been having a lot of problems lately, but, it seems the most prevalent is between the issue that’s been going on with the ‘nonhumans’ of the city...”

“Now, any o’ ya who know me or have been listenin’ long enough know my stance on this: Hate this kinda bigotry. I mean, come on! Most of ‘em are just trying ta live as productive members of society, right? But, the kinda BS stink some people in this city put up about it, is just absolutely stupid. I fully accept any sentient member of society into this city.”

“That’s why, if there are any pro-equality rallies around, you can be sure that Eddie ‘Killbane’ Pryor is gonna be a part of ‘em! Some o’ the douches in this city have been hating on these guys for waaaaayyyyyy too long...”

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Eddie Pryor - Subversion AU

-Lack of any real criminal record, has been into pro-wrestling since childhood. He got his first luchador mask when he was fifteen, and he regularly trained with his pal, Angel De Lemuerte, who he was wrestling partners with, alllllll the way until their mid 30s, when Angel suffered a fatal accident. After which, he retired from the ring, but, wears his professional mask continually in honor of his fallen buddy.

-He’s less focused on his rep and legacy now, especially since having to deal with the death of his former partner. He’s more or less given most of his former money away to charity, and, will only wrestle for charity. Otherwise, he’s got his own podcast, called ‘Killbane talks’, where he talks about issues in the Spirale community.

-He’s a lot more chill than even the normal Killbane reasonable times. His temper’s a lot less active, since he believes that was part of the reason that got Angel killed. Therefore, he’s gone through Successful Anger Management, and, even leads a well-known support for people who still have issues with their tempers.

-He still uses a lot of mythological talk, but, now, he tends to use it more comparatively, to explain what’s wrong with modern Spirale society.

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A bit of a preview for my next character on here. If you’ve played World of Final Fantasy, you probably know who this is. If you haven’t, then, no, this is not Roxas.

...Though, I have the feeling the similarity in hairstyle might not be an accident.

But, yeah, it’s Lann!

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“Man, can’t believe it’s New Year’s Day already.”

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Okay, so, here the wrestler was, right? Just sitting in a Starbucks minding his own business, drinking while he was thinking what sort of temporary line of work he could take until he could reach a higher position, when, all of a sudden, he saw a man who should, by all accounts, be dead. His ex-boss, Phillipe, had more or less implied it.

…Then again, the no longer living Belgian wasn’t always that truthful, he supposed. But, either way-

“So, Johnny Gat came back from the dead, huh? I mean, I guess who doesn’t want to be Johnny Gat, even if just a little, but, still-”

“How did this so called resurrection happen, huh? Was there a cross involved? Was Phillipe not up for it after all?”

He chuckled.

“Or, does the limo company here do dead people too?” Sure, the cars weren’t really limoes, but, he was honestly feeling pretty proud of that last one anyway.

Gat grumbled as he glanced to his phone. This purely digital crap was getting on his nerves. Nevertheless, as he managed to get himself a pure dark coffee, the Saint hears someone talking to him. Shade-covered eyes glanced over his shoulder to the hulking figure staring at him. For a moment, he was going to ask who they were.

Then they heard ‘Phillipe’ and he put the pieces together.

“So, y’ one of Philli’s fuckbuddies? Didn’t know he was into BDSM. Can’t say I’m all that surprised, though.”

The talk of him being dead, however, raised a brow.

“Ya really think that chucklefuck could kill me? Man, I was kickin’ his ass before I ended up here. Poor bastard only survived because of that, probably.” 

Nevertheless, he made his way over to sit opposite the masked man. May as well chat while he was here.

“So, tall, dark, and gaudy; Y’know me but I don’t seem t’ know you. Ya got a name or what?”

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As he heard the words ‘fuckbuddies’ and ‘BDSM’, he felt himself starting to get pissed. He likely would have crushed his still decently hot coffee in his hand, if he hadn’t thought of what he considered a decent counter.

“If by ‘fuckbuddies’, you mean that I fucked people up for ‘im, than, yeah, I guess I was sort of his fuckbuddy.”

“I fucked up a lot of people with these fists alone. There are lotsa times I fucked up someone’s head, in same the way factory presses would fuck up apples into apple sauce.” Okay, he might have been using the F word way too much here. It was incredibly likely the Saint would get the wrong idea about him.

“Anyway, as for what my name is, you can call me Killbane. I basically became king o’ Steelport, after your lil friends squished Phillipe like a pancake.” He was not kidding, there was basically a bit of flattened human flesh that they assumed was Phillipe, whenever the hell that giant sphere had stopped rolling.

“Definitely fun. It was like Zeus, up on Olympus~” ...If Zeus had to constantly deal with purple maniacs, who put Dionysus followers to shame, but, like hell he was going to mention that to Gat, regardless of if he respected the not dead anymore Saint.

“Course, I wasn’t just king o’ Gangland Steelport-”

“I was the number one freaking wrestler in the city~! Every single person in Steelport knew the name of the multitime champion of Murderbrawl, the Walking Apocalypse himself~!”

“And, I swear ta God, Gat, I don’t care if 70% of women in America want to have your babies, if you pull any of that ‘Wrestlin’ is fake!’ bullshit, I’m going to toss this coffee on your crotch right here and now. I’m pretty sure it’s just hot enough...”

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“So, how does a guy figure out when his roomies are available for talking here? I stepped on a die, and, the apartment smells like squid...”

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Okay, so, here the wrestler was, right? Just sitting in a Starbucks minding his own business, drinking while he was thinking what sort of temporary line of work he could take until he could reach a higher position, when, all of a sudden, he saw a man who should, by all accounts, be dead. His ex-boss, Phillipe, had more or less implied it.

...Then again, the no longer living Belgian wasn’t always that truthful, he supposed. But, either way-

“So, Johnny Gat came back from the dead, huh? I mean, I guess who doesn’t want to be Johnny Gat, even if just a little, but, still-”

“How did this so called resurrection happen, huh? Was there a cross involved? Was Phillipe not up for it after all?”

He chuckled.

“Or, does the limo company here do dead people too?” Sure, the cars weren’t really limoes, but, he was honestly feeling pretty proud of that last one anyway.

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“Wonder who I could make a fight club with…?”

Shadow boxes in the background. 

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“Oh my god, those are some fantastic muscles.”

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LIKE IF YOU WANT A STARTER WITH THE WALKING APOCALYPSE!

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“Wonder who I could make a fight club with...?”

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Well wasn’t this a charismatic looking guy?  Was that a mask?  Some Luchador pulled from his ring and to an island?  How amusing that was!  What more, he wondered how someone like this would fair in Dressrosa’s tournaments.  A question better asked for another time as he didn’t even know the skill of this wrestler.  What more, he would rather know the possible use he could have.  A small laugh leaving Doflamingo as he approached the masked man with plenty of curiosity to him.

“You know, I had a masked warrior in my family but he was more of a gladiator than a wrestler.”  Granted that Pica’s mask was more of a helmet.  He didn’t need to go on that far with detail, though.  He had to work on this one to see where he could take it.  “Are you any good at what you do, Mister Luchador?” the question asked with a small chuckle leaving Doflamingo soon after. 

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As Eddie walked along the beach, a cup of joe in his right hand, he took a rather decent-sized sip. Ahhhhhh, nothing quite like a tasty cup of joe, fully black, just like his heart was. Ha! He wished. He would have killed Matt if he was that heartless. Nah, he just had to keep in shape, especially if he was going to become the monster he used to be again in the future.

Killbane. Eddie ‘Killbane’ Pryor. Former partner of the schmuck Angel De Lemuerte, before he made the Luchadores all his. He could just see the crowd chanting his name, right before he broke all the bones in yet another hopeless amateur’s body. That was amazing.

He really had to find out if Radiale had a wrestling league, or, some sort of fighting federation, at least. But, then, he heard a laugh, and turned his head. Wow. That was quite the outfit the other man had. He had to admit, though, this guy had flair. He especially liked the boa. Though, whereas Eddie had liked to accessorize pink with his usual green, this guy seemed to prefer all pink. Not that that was bad, of course. Definitely eye-catching.

As he listened to this guy talk, he found himself kind of surprised. This guy had a gladiator working for him, huh? Eddie hadn’t really seen any of those in a while, since Murderbrawl 2008. Though, he was pretty the last ones he saw were just greek-themed wrestlers. And, it turned out, those guys were wimps. God, had it ever felt good to crush the life out of them, crowd cheering his name~

Course, as the man asked if he was any good at what he did, he felt surprised, and admittedly a bit insulted at first. But, this guy had his own style. He’d let it slide.

He chuckled incredulously.

“Am I any good at what I do, he asks? Bud, you’re talking ta Eddie ‘Killbane’ Pryor here. The guy who wrestled five lions at once. Waaaaayyyy more than Herc ever did. They call me the ‘Walking Apocalypse’, because I killed soooooooo many guys during my Murderbrawl debut, that Pluto himself came in person, and politely asked me if I would stop, cause they were overbooked in Hades.”

“That’s right. I completely filled the Underworld with amateur garbage in less than one hour. That’s how good I am~”

...Whether Killbane was exaggerating or not was debatable. The Saints Row world was at least somewhat of a madhouse, to put it lightly.

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As he sat in the car, wondering just what in the hell was going on, he couldn’t help but think to where he was before. He was at the place, about to take off his suit, and show that no good Saint just why people called him the ‘Walking Apocalypse’, before he showed up near that hole, with a bunch of others, and, found a car waiting for him. He was hesitant, to say the least, and, while he would have liked to smash the guy’s face in, it didn’t seem like there was anyway off. At least he apparently was getting a cellphone and place out of the deal, but, he still couldn’t help but wonder...

“Just who the hell do these guys think I am? And, how did I wind up in a whole other city before the match, for Christ's sake?” It seemed kind of what they did with the Saints’ leader, except, thankfully, he didn’t have to jump out of a plane. Not that he would have really minded. He probably could have taken it. Although, he wasn’t exactly sure he was at his usual level of strength.

Still, as he was driven through the Golden Ward, he couldn’t help but admire the architecture in this particular section of Spirale. Almost as classy as Steelport. Hell, might have been even better, actually.

As he stepped out and looked at his apartment, he couldn’t help but grin. Even if this wasn’t Steelport, he’d find a way to make it home for now.

“Better watch out, Spirale, cause Killbane’s here~”

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Heya, there! Apping for Killbane from Saints Row. My Discord's Fuse#8996, and, you can just feel free to call me Fuse

Welcome to scenic Isola Radiale, Killbane!

You’ll be housed in Apartment 334!

You’ll retain your strength, though it will be reduced so that you can only barely lift a car at most. You may also keep your mask.

– mod spica

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So, before the Isola Radiale moderators check my app and stats(...Speaking of which, I admittedly forgot to link to said stats, but, hopefully, it’ll be okay, since it’s right there next to it), might as well get my mun intro post going.

Hey, everyone. Call me Fuse! I’m 25, have identified as Genderfluid in the past(But, just go ahead and go with he/him and they/them pronouns for now), and, I live in Texas, and go by CST(-6:00 GMT)time.

I tend to have a looooooooot of free time, but, my laptop’s kind of wonky right now, and, for reasons I won’t explain, I’m not on my desktop computer all the time, so, I might not be on all the time, but, assuming I’m not asleep, I should be able to get on(Though, I tend to wake up pretty early these days, like today, for example XD). And, if anyone needs/wants to get in contact with me outside of tumblr, my Discord is Fuse#8996

I’ve been RPing on and off since Neopets 2006, back when I was thirteen, and, have been on various RP forums, sites and platforms since. Been RPing on tumblr since Summer 2011.

I’m kind of a villains RPer, but, don’t let that fool ya, I can RP heroes and neutrals too. I’ve RPed across various fandoms, and been into various kinds of shows, games, movies, comics, etc., so, I’m probably not going to be doing just a monster of a luchador gangster, if that’s what you guys were thinking.

But, yeah, feel free to IM me, if ya want.

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(Eddie’s Pokémon team, if he had one. XD)