"Nothing against you Kingfish, but I prefer a clean place. I was only on the street for a year but that was enough for me to learn I can't stand dirt and grime. He had managed to find a vacuum and had started it up before stopping to talk, glancing over at the three with the condom.

Gi deadpanned the three near with the banana and condom, deciding rolling the eyes would be sufficient enough. He glanced over at Kingfish with a smirk at "Windex" lazily before looking back those messing with the condom and then shook his head. "They can watch the discovery channel or watch a sex ed tape. I'm not about to do all of that."

"Name is Gi, Gi Yamaguchi-gumi. Guess since we'll probably be working together for some time I'll tell you a bit about myself. Father was South Korean, mother's from Okinawa. Some shit happened later in life that put me on the street but I started to hustle at the ripe age of 6 and eventually my mother and I got picked up by Fugaki Yamaguchi, been with them since. Quirk is Raikiri." He thought for a moment before plopping down on the chair, crossing his one leg over and leaned back before looking at the rest of the group. He sighed and coughed before standing up, and looking over the group.

"Might as well tell everyone about myself as well Jaws. Name is Gi Yamaguchi-gumi and my quirk is Raikiri. Father's Korean and a drunkard, mother's Japanese. Not much to tell you, not yet anyway. Maybe some other time." The young yakuza leader glanced over at the kabuki man and rolled his eyes, taking notice to the masked fucker's presents. He glanced over at Kingfish.

Oi!- He exclaimed rather lazily.

"Mind helping me separate these things from each other a bit, Kingfish?" Gi thumbed over to the "gifts" giving to them by Wabuki...tabiki...whatever.

Vert looked at the three boxes. She took the smallest one and separated it so it wasn't so close to the other boxes, or for that matter near anything. Vert then turned to look at the job that was extorting an idol. "The idol thing sounds like fun." Vert said looking at the job. Truthfully this would be a great way to show off how her survivalist skills would come in handy. She was rather good at covering her own tracks after all. And judging by everyone's cocky attitude she would need to use that skill of hers in order to keep everyone in line.

Though the part about not killing the Idol would be quite a bit harder. How were they supposed to keep her from blabbing about this later? This would be a great challenge, that was all she could tell. And she loved challenges. Just so long as she didn't run into "Him" she would be fine. If "He" showed up she honestly would have no idea of what to do.

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Lance eyes grew wide as he observed Allison pull the condom over the banana, he put his hand on his chin and starting thinking."Oh! It is used as a device to preserve the banana?" Lance said wide eyed, he was sure that his answer was correct. He could sense the mixed emotions in the air from the shy shark boy to the prudent charlotte.

"what do you mean by that" Lance said turning to charlotte. "I would need a much larger size to preserve myself" Lance said looking at Charlotte and holding the condom up,"Does this look like it would fit me" he said following up with a rhetorical question. He then turned and walked to the job bored "This place isn't so bad and it's free so why complain" Lance eventually lost interest in his question, he took a look at the jobs. ""Killing the rich military offical sounds funnest to me how about you guys?" Lance said looking back at the group. "It would show us the upper limits of our strength because someone this rich would have to be powerful, and also it would make a name for us and earn us a reputation. Lance said with a smirk

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With a *click click click* Sawa loaded the last of the shells and with a satisfying *ker-chunk*, she pulled the pump back. Swaying Waldo in the air, she ditzilly made her way over to the job board and observed it patiently. Some of the group seemed concerned over the decision Mr.Kabuki had so suddenly imposed on them. She stifled her excitement as he went over the options. They all had great appeal to her, though she had her own desires to keep in mind. Definitely, she saw the most potential in killing the rich guy. It had the least constraints and the most room for creativity. I think number one sounds the most fun! She said with a cheerful smile, the shotgun in her hands a clear antithesis to her expression.

She swung her 'wand' through the air, gun safety clearly the least of her worries. I feel we have a lotta potential here folks, a great big canvass to paint! She did one of her signature dramatic gestures, framing the first present in her fingers,mentally envisioning the potential it had. Shouldn't we find out what this group of ours likes to paint~?

~Allison Hillard~

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Allison had to stifle a laugh as Lance sorely got the wrong idea about what the condom was used for. Mission success. She was sure that would cause him some fun times in the future. Times that would be hilarious to watch. She merely ignored Charlotte for now, casting the rather proper seeming woman a bored glance. Well, she sounded both tons of fun and not any fun at all at the same time. Not that she was particularly concerned with some uptight suit. She should learn to live a little.

Meh, whatever.

"Ahaha, indeed! I say number one sounds quite fun you two." Allison chuckled. Sneaking into and dealing with such a person would be quite entertaining and a very nice challenge indeed. Of course...that was only her secondary goal. Bio-engineering corps? Now that was something she was much more interested in. She liked to think she was well versed in biology considering a number of factors...she was immediately curious as to what they could possibly even be researching there. Something she could use for herself, perhaps? The temptation to find out was quite overwhelming.

Ouch...ignored flat out the bat. Oh well, I'm not really that interesting anyway in comparison to the others. Ryu shrugs as the magic girl flat out ignored him as he passes by the others still having a talk. He looks at them for a moment with the plastic, then watches as they all go over to see a sort of job board. Ryu does his best to look over the others but just takes a quick peek before heading back to the lounge area to rest for a bit and wonders to do for weapons considering the fact he can't or really prefers to use the machetes or the other equipment besides the knives at the table. He was about to go over and check it out but in the end decides to turn on the tv to see what was going on.

He was about to watch some good action spy movie thing on the tv and kicks his feet up on the table until...an ALERT starts flashing across the large tv. It automatically switches Inputs to the 3rd Input which had multiple camera views of the street entrance of where they all entered through the shipyard. There seemed to be a few gangsters trying to escape if not take out a few cops in a firefight, both parties using cars as cover. However, in the top right corner of the screen, there was a yellow marking stating: HERO COMING! POLICE SENDING BACKUP!

"Hey...you guys, think there may be some company up on ground level. Some gangsters seem to be getting into some trouble with the cops. Either side can be a handful, plus I don't recognize this new gang. Must be a new one that I wasn't able to get a hold of before...oh well. Anyone want to take care of it? I suggest Charlotte heads up to go prove herself...with a partner to go with of course. Just in case she tries to do anything complicated."

Up on the ground level, two new villains were relatively nearby the area...obviously able to hear the firefight and like Charlotte, had invites to the meeting but were late to it. The choices of the group are varied...

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After his introduction of himself went unnoticed he simply "tch"ed and continued on, hoping Kingfish would help him. That was until Ghost mentioned something going on above ground, something involving gangsters? His curiosity was peeked and he made his way over to the tv. Gi's eyes widened when he saw who it was.

"Shit! Tch.."

With that he pivoted on his heels and dashed up to the ladder and began his climb. He was moving fast, even for climbing he moved in nearly a blur.

'Dammit bud, you better be ok...' he thought to him self before he made it to the recruiting room and then up the second ladder that lead to the street. Gi pushed through the hatch and onto the street, rolling out of the way of a car just in the nick of time. Gi soon made it to his feet and dashed off, not even noticing that his buddy had walked passed him on the opposite side of the street before taking leave down a side alley, disappearing behind a door marked MAINTENANCE ONLY. He ran down the street, passing driver after driver at high speeds until he reached the scene, dipping behind one of his buddy's cars as a bullet barely grazed his cheek.

Gi!? WHERE THE FUCK YOU BEEN! Exclaimed a worried member of the his Yakuza group.

"Been busy...That letter was no joke. I think I'm going to see if they're interested in joining us but for now-" He leaned to the side of the car towards the police, as he drew out one of his smaller bootknife blades from the sheath on his chest.

"-I'm going to take car of them." In a moment his eyes spun red and he dashed out from behind the car and began his assault on the officers.

Sel walked towards the place where he was told that there would be a meeting of bad guys like himself and he found himself getting ever more excited about this experience. He loved meeting new people, new people meant more fresh folks to prank and that was his favorite thing in life. He already found himself shaking his saltshaker in preparation for his jokes and antics. He wasn't too far away from the entrance to the meeting area when he heard the sounds of a conflict and that made him smile. More people to prank and make chaos with! This was too much a good luck incident to pass up on and Sel ran towards the source of the noise.

When he got there he saw a gang of thugs having a firefight with the police and Sel saw a golden opportunity to cause some craziness. He held out his hand and salt began to form in it. The substance was in a sand-like form and swirled around in a weird pattern. He then had it form into several sharp and thing tendrils and had them attack the two warring groups. The tendrils moved quickly and struck would powerful force. This would confuse them and after that Sel created a large wave of salt to strike his foes to the ground and create more consfusion.

"All of you look pretty salty to me" he said with an obnoxious grin as his attack was hitting the surprised group. Even though he was effective at both long and close range, Sel chose to stick to being at long range since these people were armed with guns. Sel then made a twirled motion with his right hand and the salt around the group of combatants began to swirl around like a small tornado which was ever more confusing to these poor men who were unable to find out who the source of this new bit mayhem was.

"Now a little bit dusty salt to make it harder to see!" he said with a grin and the salt then became more of a dust like substance and obscured the view of the scene. His mind went a little wild with thoughts of what was going on in that cloud of salt.

Hours earlier...

Ha. Haha. Ahahaha.

Masaru, in all honesty, thought of the bloodstained letter in her bloodied hands as rather absurd. Reading through every word, she had found herself increasingly baffled with whoever was persuading her through this invitation. Why try to band irredeemable lowlives together, anyway? Perhaps this man was desperate.

Mr. Letter! How come you let your writer be silly?...

hm?

...though, maybe there could be actually something promising here. Not to let go of chances, Masaru decided it would be actually good to go check the shipyard soon.

Right after this body is disposed of, of course.

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Unsurprisingly, she's hours late, even though she's made sure to dispose of that carcass quicker than quick. Not to mention she's been a little too far from the port. But whatever. It's time that green container gets checked ou-

Oh. Gunfire. And salt clouds. A trap, it seems?

Being late was a good idea!

An arm clenched and a mind ready for anything, Masaru began making her way to the commotion in slow paces.

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She turned to Ryu, whom she had left in the dust for the excitement of the job board. Sorry, my bad, I got swept up in the moment. She gave her best apologetic look. He seemed an alright sort, she remembered his offer for help with the robots and appreciated that. However, she wasn't about to give too much information regarding herself right off the bat, where was the fun in that? Though, she could give him her name and a little bit more. Nice to meetcha Ghost, you can just call me Sawa. And don't you worry about my quirk mister, a true magician never reveals her secrets~ With a wink, she rested Waldo over her shoulder and began to extend her hand for a shake before she was interrupted by the scene unfolding on the TV.

HERO COMING! POLICE SENDING BACKUP!

Lets not be hast- She was cutoff almost immediately as the hot-blooded gangster maid sprinted to the ladder and climbed up to the unfolding chaos above. Sawa smiled with uncertainty, if any more of these hot-bloods decided to jump into the fray, they would most certainly draw an unwanted spotlight on this area and the brand-new room she liked so much would be at risk of exposure. That would be a shame, most definitely. Ghostperson suggested Charlotte go clean up the mess up top with the help of one other. That seemed a prudent way to avoid too much suspicion on the area as two extra villains coming out of the woodwork was definitely less questioning than a dozen. Maybe this way she could try out her new wand, I will go with Charchar~! I won't let her out of my sight, I swear on my honor She did a mocking salute to Ghostguy and turned to Charlotte. If you wanna go, I'm ready when you are She was interested to see how Charlotte did things, and was even more interested to see whether she herself was ready to match a hero.

~Allison Hillard~

HERO COMING! POLICE SENDING BACKUP!

Oho, seemed like they had found them. Now, sending villains to deal with them was a bad idea though. With this mob here, they could just pin the blame on them! 'Mob antagonizes heroes and gets spectacularly rekt'. Now that would certainly be a fun little thing to watch. Judging from the boring guy who used his head too much though, that mob crew was his. Well, that was silly of him. She'd have to say she wouldn't trust him after that. Why were they here anyways, then?

Silly Gi.

"Well, I dunno about you all," Allison plopped down on one of the chairs, landing on it with a heavy thud with her heavier body. "Buuut I think I'll let the silly outdated old guys and the silly self righteous fools fight it out. With any luck, they'll kill each other!" Allison chuckled, removing the condom from the banana and peeling it. "Saves us a whole lot of work and it'll cover up any silly suspicion that we might have around here if the heroes think the mob guys were the culprit." She took a bite of the banana, chuckling happily to herself.

"I mean, you guys can go if you want, but try and use your heads a bit if you do, yeah?~"

"It's alright Sawa, and that is true. Rather not anger the magician too, otherwise you might make me disappear too like your slipper trick. That is, if you can touch me...and you sure you're up for another match so quick? Thought wind guy over there or ice cube would like to have another brawl with the police...oh well, if you insist. We'll be watching and will be sure to send someone up to assist if things go south."

Ryu grabs a wooden stool to sit on as he takes out another candy cig to light and smoke a bit. The minty breeze going through the lounge area for a bit as he keeps watching the video feed interested. For some reason...there was salt flying around? Attacking both groups? Plus, Gi was in the middle of the two groups when the salt storm started coming in, not a great place to be in during chaos. Well, that isn't so great...

"...someone should have probably went with Gi before he headed off. Guessing he's buds with those gangsters...or most likely in the group too. Hope he doesn't try to recruit us, rather focus on doing these side missions and such instead. Sawa, you keep an eye on Charolette in case she does anything suspicious and try to figure out who's behind this mess too? The salt mess...kinda a weird Qurik but intriguing nevertheless. Maybe a new villain to pick up too? I'll try to see if there's anything in this place that'll help us identify the hero that's coming and this new gang."

Ryu starts going off for a bit to his room to see if he can find anything useful until he just realized the very large package...and the note.

"...really...a bomb...can't be too hard to go through...anyone here good with bombs? Just curious."

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The cops were now blindly firing over the hoods of there cars at the target/guy who blindly charged at them. Sure, they were blindfiring...but doesn't mean that their target was able to see either. Two of them actually entered the back and front seat of one of their police cars to shoot out their windows from lowering it just a little bit to get a better visual of sorts. The one in the front however was making a call:

"There are people with Quirks over here! We need more than Bearded Bear! Please send another hero HQ and more backup!"

In a short distance away, a SWAT van of sorts was coming down the street, alarms blaring. However, on top of it...was a rather large man. He seemed to have a large bear skin with its mouth on his head, the body of the cape/hood was flowing behind him. Underneath his chin was a rather large and flowing beard as he was only wearing a loincloth to show off his bulging muscles and chest hair. The hero seemed to have perfect balance of sorts on top of the van as it speeded toward the scene rather quickly.

Inside the base, another warning came up on the TV stating:
HERO PRESENT AT SCENE WITH POLICE REINFORCEMENTS, HERO APPROACHING

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Vert watched the TV and put two fingers to her temple. "Well this is great. Now there's a hero here. Hope we got some thick concrete." Vert then finished her omelette putting down the plate next to the sink and walking towards the couches in the lounge area. "I would get involved, but I'm afraid that I can't handle that much salt. Too much for my palette." Vert said as she slid onto the couch from behind.

"So these mission things, is it we all take one, or do we all take separate ones? Cause if that's the case then I'm the only one doing the idol thing apparently." Vert mentioned as she motioned towards the mission board for the others to look at. She didn't really want to be the only one to extort an idol. She only hoped that someone else would be willing to help. The shark would certainly be interesting watch on such a mission. "Anyone else with me on the idol mission?" Vert asked as she looked towards the others.

Lance saw as it was getting chaotic out there, they just got onto the team but already there is trouble and things weren't looking too good. "things aren't looking too good, the people here are pretty promosing, why not make our big debut by taking out a hero" Lance said smirking as Climbed the ladder up.

Lance opened the hatch looking to see if any cars were coming, he climbed out the hole quickly, to increase his movement speed Lance sprayed ice on the street soon enough he was picking up passimg by traffic. Soon enough he arrived to see Gi taking out some cops in a blur. Lance took
Cover behind one of the gang cars. "Who the hell are you" a couple of the mobsters said guns aimed at Lance. "Don't worry I am with Gi" he said, they didn't seem to exactly trust him but now was not the time to talk about that as cops rained bullets on them. Lance spread his hands apart and crouched, "Snow globe" he said as soon him and the yakuza members were shielded from the onslaught of bullets creating a chance for some of them to advance. The swat car in the background came into view with a bulky man on top, I guess this is the hero. "stay back this guy isn't like the rest of them". Lance says as he allows the members to get into cover before releasing the globe.

Lance tapped his foot on the ground and heavy amounts of ice built up under him, he placed his hand on the floor and 5 ice demons were created from that ground beneath him. Lance skin tone was turning pale, and indication that soon he was going to begin his insanity. "We have to end this soon, the less time we waste the safer" Lance said as the ice demons were let loose to rampage on the cops, though they were made of ice, his creations are rather resilient and must be incapacitated for them to be gone.

A hero.

Yes. Oh yes. Definitely not a trap. Definitely no cause for alarm. Oh, oh, oh. Swathes of police storming in, and a hero to boot. Definitely worth trusting you, Mr. Letter.

Look at him. Look at his bear-hat. Look at his bear-mantle. Feral, savage, and fearsome. Now look at his build. Nice size. Thick, solid, and tight. Nice pecs, nice triceps. Strong, lean, and bulky. Pretty freakin' huge. Got the body of Hercules and the spirit of Teddy Roosevelt. Got the testosterone to do the job of saving the day, flaunting his manhood, and leaving intense B.O.'s wherever he goes, all simultaneously.

Now look at the others. Pale and frail. Too much estrogen in their veins, maybe. And salt for that other one. Yet still very determined. Thanks for tricking yourselves to being victims. Now I can sit by and be safe, while the law-men are too busy with you. Keep up the good work, all of you.

Now better hold myself off. Watch and see what in the hell is actually happening. Y'know, see before do. While they're all distracted. Isn't that right, Mr. Mouse?

And isn't that right, Mr. Officer?

...

Some really confused cop is probably staring at a smug-faced, daring bystander girl right now.

Ryu

"...and there goes another one. I'll go on the idol one with you if you want Vert. I'd much rather follow orders for that though, but I do have a few gang connections if we need them. Not a lot but loyal nevertheless. Used to lead one before after all...but doubt it'll be useful. Anyway, you guys got any ideas on these packages first and about the situation outside? I got one but only if you guys agree...and someone is good at handling or at least holding bombs."

Ryu goes back over to Vert giving her a friendly pat on her back, smiling a bit. He didn't mind joining the kidnap mission, sounds like a good amount of fun after all. That and the assassination group didn't seem to have a good/decent leader or a well thought-out plan so he'd rather follow Vert. Can't be too hard if she has an idea of sorts.

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The cops outside were mainly injured, blinded, but only a few were killed. However, the new forces came with a few higher advanced weaponry like a few shotguns and one even brought a riot shield to add to their own defenses. A few even blindly threw a few tear gas grenades over the hood of their car, landing in a few areas near the opposite faction.

Gi was still in the middle of the salt storm and was still in between the two groups. Two tear gas grenades actually landed near him and started to pop gas next to his feet...slowly surrounding the quick and hasty gangster in its misty gas.

The makeshift barricade provided by Lance was actually decent cover. The ice globe did protect the gangsters from the pistol shots that seemed to glance by, then again...barely any hit the barricade if not were stray bullets from the blindfiring from both groups. The barricade did get pretty badly grazed by a shotgun shell that was launched in their general direction.

There were around a dozen cops at the cars now, but a lone squad of four started to patrol around, trying to find the one creating the salt storm. They were eventually able to Sel of sorts and took aim with their handguns and one shotgun, luckily able to have goggles for each of them. They each start shooting at the man who seemed to be doing some sort of strange pose to control his salt...

The hero, Bearded Bear, immediately charges in through the storm as he hops over the police car in one single bound. He roars as if he was one of those large, hairy, brown beasts himself despite looking actually very similar to one.
"I AM THE BEAR! I WILL NOT BARE YOU EVIL-DOERS VIOLENCE IF YOU GIVE UP NOW! SURRENDER AND SUBMIT YOURSELVES TO MY BEARABLE JUSTICE!"
He braces himself for combat just in case as he stands in the middle of the groups, within eyesight of Gi and for some reason...bullets were ricocheting if not just making small scratches on his skin if anything.

On the TV: HERO 2 COMING

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The fight raged on and soon enough he felt cold air begin to flow on the warm day, causing him to turn.

Iceman... He mumbled to himself before flashing next to him.

Get my guys outta here and then if you need to go, go. I don't want you exerting yourself too much, okay? I can handle this." He said, not as a command but a suggestion. Iceman looked slightly, off. He may have been getting sick but needless to say he didn't need a burden on the battlefield. Plus wherever the source of this salt came from was not only a nuisance, but the source was gonna die when he figured it out.

Then came the most, annoying, cheesy, crappiest intro he had ever heard. Rolling his eyes, he turned the face the behemoth of a man. Gi was fishing out salt from his nose as he gave the Bear a disinterested look.

I'm sorry...Did you say something." Picking out a few salt grains, he flicked them away before taking on a lazy posture but despite his posture, he was ready to move at a moments notice. Which reminded him-

Bullets ricocheting off of him. Hmm...If they can't pierce him I don't think my blades will either... His eyes narrowed ever so slightly but he looked back to Iceman with a nod and then back to the bear...man.

"Oi! What's your name again. I don't think I heard of you. Actually-" He asked over the sound of gun fire, to which he still remained dodging as he began to step back, gesturing for the bear to follow.

"How bout we take this elsewhere. keep the rest of the bystanders and boys in blue from harm, yeah?" He continued backing up until he lost sight of him from within the think salt.

Sel was glad at the craziness his salt based antics had caused, but his eyes caught sight of police officers headed in his direction and they appeared to be wearing goggles. This annoyed Sel a bit, they were ruining the fun. No matter he could deal with them and he smiled as they took aim at him. He quickly raised a thick wall of rock hard salt that deflected the projectiles headed his way and then he made a quick motion with his left hand and blades of salt formed in the air around the officers who had braved through the clouds of salt to attack him.

Once they were formed, Sel made them shoot into the four officers either stabbing them through the head or neck. They dropped to the floor dead in front of him and he grinned.

"That's what happens when you try to put an end to my fun" he said with a chuckle and then snapped his fingers and cloud of salt dissipated making it clearer to see now. Sel then cracked his knuckles loudly and went on the offensive. He didn't care if they were gang members or cops, he was going to give both a bad day. He formed dozens of spikes made of salt in his hands and in one quick motion he shot all of them in the direction of the gangsters and police. These spikes were thing and about the length of kitchen knives, which could be deadly. He didn't really care where the struck as long as many of them hit a target.

Semi-dramatic music, check. Spinning 3D globe, check. Crude 3D effects, check. Short camera glimpse of Reporter Masaru, check.
Title sequence, check.
Lights. Camera. Action.

Welcome back to MSR News 7's coverage on Tokyo's campaign on crime! Now on scene: a deadly shootout between cops, and a vile band of gangs and villains. Here with our special reporter, Masaru, live and just in time at the latest of today's ongoing shootout. Masaru?

"I, uh, there you have it, raw on camera! A hero on scene, along with dozens of cops swarming in to take down this unruly horde of gangsters. It appears they're being supported by some villainous menaces!

This salt man is in for a lot of trou- ooh! He's struck some of them dead! What a dramatic moment!

Look, the Bear's about to take on! Here with his chest bare, ready to bear the brunt of all against him! Now look at the speedster, Mr. Reporter! He's trying to take the Bear away! He's speeding out from the scene! It seems he's intending to do something against the hero!

Let's get a closer look!"

At that point, Masaru was already in dangerous territory, almost venturing right between the fighting.
A few bullets would have then grazed near her.

Most importantly, she hasn't even done anything to the fight yet.

Honestly. We don't even know why she's here.