[...CRACK! goes the Darkling's kick. WHUF goes the technically enhanced sound of Kun-Kun's quick one-two side step, the sing of his swing. He takes the blow to his midsection. He locks his elbow around the Darkling's leg and moves to wrench him off his feet.
There's a shriek from the crowd. There's a shriek from the machines supporting the match. There's a garbled sound and the system chokes. The music dies. The lights flicker, the avatars scramble and the lights cut out. Darkness, that precious thing, collapses around them as all the power in the parlor shorts.]
((ooc: this is closed to the Darkling and the hosts who planned to have their back room meeting with Kun-Kun and his representatives.))
[closed] TIME TO HAVE A CHAT
There's a shriek from the crowd. There's a shriek from the machines supporting the match. There's a garbled sound and the system chokes. The music dies. The lights flicker, the avatars scramble and the lights cut out. Darkness, that precious thing, collapses around them as all the power in the parlor shorts.]
((ooc: this is closed to the Darkling and the hosts who planned to have their back room meeting with Kun-Kun and his representatives.))