Im Not Here For Pizza... (Open)

Friday - 7:47 pm - Some Pizza Parlor in Japan

Eliza Ravencroft, Also known by her wrestling Alias 'Dulsa', was playing in mid sized arcade of a local Pizza Parlor in japan. The Sociopathic blonde girl was hunched over the arcade cabinet of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turles IV keeping an emotionless blank slate on her face as her eyes locked into the screen of the game while she frantically tapped the "Attack" button on the 2 button Arcade Cabinet with the index finger of her right hand, while her left hand guided the control stick, trying to wipeout all the enemies on the screen without getting killed.

Her reasons for being at this place were simple enough, she wanted to get away from the craziness of the AFW for a little while and just drag out this lonely friday by playing video games from her childhood that she could barely remember. Everything in Friction and Sex Wars was exiting for Dulsa at first, however most recently, she had lost her intrest in wrestling and was just lounging around, watching matches, thinking of potential opponents before losing the intrest in fighting them. She just didnt have any reason to care about anything in AFW and was just sitting around, doing nothing for the past month and seemed to want to continue doing nothing for who knows how long. She hated that feeling of being lost with no sense of purpose, but she tried not to care and just wanted to play her game.

"Ms. Dulsa! When will you be returning to action in AFW!?" A voice would suddenly call out, causing Dulsa to turn her head toward the direction of the voice, wondering who had adressed her. "Huh?" She's question before seeing a woman with a microphone and a cameraman behind her, they were here to interview her; Dulsa scowled at the thought of it.

"When will you be returning to action in AFW!?"

"I dont know..."

"Do you seek Revenge for your defeat at the hands of Bunny Bomber!?"

"I dont know..."

"Will there be a match between you and Matt Floyd anytime soon!?"

"I dont know..."

"Do you think you a shot at any titles!?"

"I dont know..."

"Is that all you're going to say!?"

"Yeah... Don't you guys have any better shit to do besides annoy me...?"

"Did you know you just lost!?"

"................." Dulsa turned around to face the game cabinet again, and discoverd that she had infact died and that her time to reenter the game was up, she now had to restart the game from the very begining.

"What The Fuck...!?" Dulsa spat with an angry glare before turning to the woman and her camera man, only to discover that the camera was directly in her face. Irritated by their annoyance, Dulsa angrily snatched the camera away and chucked it into a nearby pinball machine, shattering the glass on top of it. Amazingly the camera was still working and broadcasting live, allowing the cameraman to pick the camera back up and capture Dulsa's rampage in the restraunt, as she stepped out of the arcade and marched her way to the cashier's desk with a wooden stool before smashing everything in sight as the sounds of screaming customers were heard throughout the restraunt as Dulsa smashed every window she could find by flinging chairs and stools all over the place.

How long the broadcast would keep going is unknown. However, Dispite not knowing about her future in AFW and whether or not she wanted to stay; the one thing that was certain to Dulsa was that she wasn't having a boring friday anymore.

Kelli DiVanetti walked up to the Pizza parlour dress in her biker trousers and a white crop top t-shirt... She had been working on her bike all afternoon and so was covered in sooty looking grease stains and smudges that still looked cute on her even though she was all dirty.

"Time for a slice of back home..." Kelli thought to herself as she approached the entrance "Just the way ma use to make- .. what the?!" Her thoughts were cut short as when a stool was suddenly chucked through the front window, glass shards narrowly missing her... Moments later two girl rush out of the resturant and almost knocked her off her feet as they barged past and ran down the street.

"Hey! ..Hey wait a minute!" She called out angrily, at first she thought the disturbance was to do with the people who were fleeing but she soon realized that they were fleeing from the source of the disturbance rather than fleeing from the scene of a crime they had commited. Kelli stepped up to the door and pushed it open, stepping inside to see Dulsa losing it and turning the resturant into a damn garbage tip..

"Damnit..!" she hissed under her breath "And I was getting my mouth all ready for pepperoni pizza.." She looked over in Dulsa's direction, she was sure she'd seen her before.

"Hey! ..What the hell man?!" She said, throwing her arms open as if to gesture to all the mess

"There is no man here..." Dulsa would mutter coldly as she hurdled a small table at a nearby televison before turning to face and the person who called out at her. Dulsa then took at a moment to examine the girl, finding her bit cute even though she was coverd in grease. Dulsa could have sworn that she had seen this girl somewhere before but couldnt put her finger on where exactly, and would dismiss the thought after not thinking about it for very long.

Dulsa then looked at the damage she had inflicted to the restraunt with a blank stare before she spoke to Kelli "Maybe now the fools at the AFW will know to leave me alone from now on..." Dulsa would mutter, crossing her arms. "If you want Pizza there's plently on the floor..." Dulsa would spit coldly while walking towards Kelli, intending to go past her and get back to the undamaged arcade.

So she was from AFW... Thats where Kelli recognised her from. It didn't matter, she was still the person that was preventing her from the pizza she was craving. Nothing really could be done about it now but it didn't change the fact that it was annoying to have this girl act so blasà about it...

Kelli placed her hand on Dulsa's chest as she went to walk past, stopping her in her tracks... She then gripped the front of her shirt and started to shove her backwards away from the arcade machine towards the counter.

"Yeah I wanted pizza... But now looking at what you did to the place, I might have to settle for turning your face into a pizza! Unless you can give me a reason why I shouldn't"

With a cold, blank expression upon her face, Dulsa marched on toward the arcade, determined to enjoy and finish her game in peace. What Dulsa didnt count on was Kelli stopping her.

Dulsa's eyes would shoot down as Kelli put a hand on her chest, visibly angered by the biker's action as she stopped her advance and shoved her back.

"You've got quite a mouth, grease monkey... I don't like you." Dulsa would remark coldly, stairing at Kelli with an intense scowl over her face.

"If anyone's face would end up a pizza it would be yours. You'll regret bothering me... Either you make your own pizza and leave me alone or I'll shut you up myself." Dulsa would remark as cold as ever to Kelli, wanting to be left alone more than anything at the moment.

Kelli looked as if she might become annoyed for a moment but then she just let a roguish smirk tug at the corner of her lips.

"heh... I was kinda hoping you'd say that..." With no further warning, Kelli would tug on Dulsa's shirt and try to throw her face first right at the arcade machine she had been walking towards