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Sometimes, even an adventurer needs a backrub.
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The chicken robot and the one on treads dove under the table. As the slash should have connected, the insect seemingly disappeared. However, it would be fairly obvious where it ended up, as it firmly planted its foot on the Rider's back, pushing him forward. The Riotroopers and Kuro footsoldiers at the back trained their weapons on him and began firing. A few of the Zeon soldiers, however, made their way to the parking lot. The rest of the mooks began advancing, leaving a clear firing line for the Riotroopers and Kuros. Takahara, an elderly man in full Combatman regalia, pointed to Baron. "This asshole thinks he can come on OUR turf and start shit! After all the shit Riders do to us, he thinks he can come in to the one place we're safe and take it away from us! Well you know what I say?!" The mooks shouted in unison: "WHAT?" "I say we're not putting up with this shit anymore! Not the Riders! Not the incompetent leaders of these new Evil Organizations that keep fucking shit up for all of us!" "HELL NO!" "We're going to do things OUR way! We're going to get rid of all who oppose us, and we're going to get shit done!" "AMEN!" "And we're starting with this potassium-enriched fuck! Boys... put him through the ringer. We'll shampoo the carpets later." With that, the Riotroopers, Helghasts, AIM and HYDRA henchmen, Demon Clansmen, and Kuros renewed their assault. The Roidmude doorman joined in the firing squad as well. It wasn't so much an execution at this point as a wall of lasers and bullets headed for Kaito. This time though... they wouldn't stop firing when the transformation broke.
Freddy Fazbear's
"...Scratch... Did dis guy just say he's a Kamen Rider?" Kaito might notice that about 75% of the establishment, mostly Shocker mooks, was glaring at him. The elderly man in the purple robe was currently trying to push him out of the booth. "Listen, you REALLY want to leave. Like, now, bef-" "KAMEN RIDER?!" Chairs met the floor as a tremendous assortment of combatants- some humanoid, some less so, some mechanical,some of them Riders themselves- stood up in unison, bodies tensed. The animatronics on stage hopped down, a red glow through their mouth. Kuros and Nanashi stood from their tables as well, glaring at the Rider. Imperial Stormtroopers, Helghasts, AIM and HYDRA henchmen. One of the green insectoid minions spoke up. "You came to the wrong neighborhood, motherfucker."
Freddy Fazbear's
As Kaito exited the bathroom, the room, once full of jovial laughter and karaoke, went dead silent. The animatronics on stage were staring at Kaito, even if they weren't moving off the stage. The silence was broken by the mechanical whirring of a robot on treads approaching Kaito's table. "Okay buddy, let's see some ID! Dis here's a private affair!" "You dumbot, he's not even wearing a mask! He's OBVIOUSLY not on the list!" the chicken-bot replied.
Another message went out to the Hench List. Hey. Takahara again. I'm going to come out and say it: Shadow Eternity left me stranded in a post-apocalyptic hellhole for a week where I had to find food and water for myself. This isn't how an Evil Organization should look at its employees. They are people, not resources. I'm sending this out to people I know have similar feelings about the goals, policies, and direction of Shadow Eternity. If you want a chance to make some real money, to belong to one of those Evil Organizations I keep yapping about when we're drinking, come to Freddy's. I've got some investors lined up already. All I need is some employees I can trust.
Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria
Takahara was pleasantly surprised to see an elderly man with a purple robe and helmet walking out of the restaurant's kitchen wearing an apron. The elderly man spoke up in Japanese, drawing an understanding "EEEE" from the Shocker Goons working the pizza ovens. "Now remember, the cheese blend needs two parts mozzarella, 1 part other cheeses so that it melts properly. That way you can do the stuffed crust with as little fuss as possible! Bye-bye!" Takahara began waving the other old man over. "Vamp! General Vamp! Long time no see!" "Oh, Takahara-san!" General Vamp replied, shuffling over to the Shocker Grunt's booth and taking a seat. "It's been too long! How is it working for Shadow Eternity, or whatever the latest evil organization is?" "...Well... about that..." Takahara sighed. ==20 minutes later== "I... I'm going to be honest. Everyone in the organization... Well, we know that the goals of the leader are counterproductive and self-defeating. Given the objectives she's chosen and her insistence that we not question her orders on many things, and considering my experience working for previous Evil Organizations, she probably has a goal that is REALLY not something I want to help accomplish. But the pay's decent. So we've been counting on her incompetence with logistics, stupidity in choosing mission objectives, and her seeming hatred of initiative to guarantee her goals fail. But then, over the last week, I've learned JUST how she treats her subordinates. I was left stranded in a post-apocalyptic hellhole. No shipments of food. No water drops. No check-ins from command. It... it was SUCH HORSESHIT!" Takahara shouted, slamming a fist into the table. "T-t-Takahara-kun... That sort of treatment is a disgrace!" Vamp said, putting a hand on Takahara's shoulder. "There's no way a proper Evil Organization would treat its employees like that!" Takahara sighed, putting his head into his hands. "That's the rub of it, Vamp. The sociopaths in Shadow Eternity and the directed mob of the UMMA are the only Evil Organizations in operation right now. So I'm stuck." Takahara took a long swig of his drink. "I miss the old days." "Ah, the old days... When you knew who you were fighting!" Vamp shouted, raising his spear and laughing. "When you knew your goals and they weren't stupid!" shouted a Hydra goon from the DDR machine. "Where you could honestly fight towards them with all your heart and soul and go on smiling even when you lost. Because you were doing something worthwhile," Takahara said, draining the rest of his soda. "Just... I miss Dai-Shocker." The Shocker Grunts on the karaoke machine came to a new song. However, General Vamp put his hand on Takahara's shoulder. "You know, Takahara-kun... Dai-Shocker isn't dead. Not as long as you keep your friends and past in your heart. Florsheim has gone through some rough patches in the past, but we've always pulled through. Maybe it's time to give those misguided kids at Shadow Eternity a chance to join a real Evil Organization?" Though we've lost before, we'll keep on fighting because... Vamp nodded and began shuffling to the restrooms, heading for the spare communicators used to head home. But... as usual, he was right. Takahara realized that now. All those kids, working to kill themselves. It wasn't acceptable. He drained a beer, and made his way to the karaoke machine. Today, things were going to change. One more text went out before he grabbed a mic and joined in, shouting in Japanese. "WE ARE SHOCKER! LET'S GET TOGETHER! WE CAN'T ALWAYS WIN, BUT WE'LL ALWAYS FIGHT TO PROTECT OUR BROTHERS... EEE! WE ARE SHOCKER! LET'S FIGHT TOGETHER! WE'LL CLENCH THE WORLD IN EVIL'S GRASP! HEARTS RACING AS ONE AS WE FIGHT BESIDE OUR FRIENDS... EEE! WE ARE SHOCKER! LET'S STAND TOGETHER! NOTHING IN THE WORLD CAN STOP US NOW! WE'LL STAND HAND IN HAND... BECAUSE THAT'S OUR OWN KIND OF COURAGE! EEE!" Today, Takahara, Shadow Eternity accountant, died. In his place was born Takahara, the new Great Leader of... SHOCKER+. There were many calls to be made. Many favors to call in. But things were looking up for the toadies of the multiverse today.
Well I did say "or alerts", and that would let me know if something massive like that would come through. The camera thing would be an impractical thing for regular living beings because sifting through all that footage is, impossible, but X is a machine, and that's a discussion for another time. I'll change my post to use the probes, and reply if my guy can even respond later.
AHAHAHAHAHA. No. No, X is more than a machine. X is a fully sentient being capable of thinking for himself. A fully sentient being who thinks at, if you can believe it, human speeds- the fact he experiences life as a human would is the point of him being a Reploid rather than a Mechaniloid built for computing.
I... don't think X ever saw Guts though. Didn't see him leave. Didn't see him arrive. From his perspective, he just saw Tobi drop dead with no apparent cause.
Behind the moon, a large spaceship was double-parked. Aboard the Video Star, faceless goons and production staff shuffled about to get ready for the impending season of the Spandez Conquest Hour, while numerous aliens and monsters auditioned. One, a large mollusc with a muscular arms, was producing copious amounts of sticky goo, holding a number of combat goons in a headlock as it ranted for the camera. "ORESAMA WA... SHIKAKU-SURRUGU! MUTEKI CHIKARI NO SURIMMU! ORESA-" There was a beep as a shadowed figure in a production booth turned on the PA. "Japan season over. Now need Engrish. Good power though. You hired." As the slugman giggled at his acceptance, Spandez sighed. The season would be starting soon... but of COURSE someone else had to invade at the same time. This was so typical. He leaned back in his chair and started drinking his coffee. Badurong could have at least told him if there were other ships in the area. He did probably deserve it after that fiasco with Japan, though. He'd just have to get creative with the contestants' challenges this year. He'd already gotten five, counting... Assassin Slug. Maybe as the season went on he'd get more of the heavy-hitters he was accustomed to.
[EDIT] People with villain characters that are still following this rp, just say you're here. I might be planning something with you guys.
Right here.
Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria
Normally, the televisions throughout the restaurant would be used to display things for childrens' birthday parties, but today, they were tuned to a sitcom most of the henchmen felt fairly neutral about. It takes a lot to make a stew, a pinch of salt and laughter too a scoop of kids to add the spice a dash of love to make it nice and you've got... Too many cooks! The intro, as always, continued for a few minutes before getting to the actual episode. It picked up where the last left off, with Smarf and SpaceLizardman Cook having hijacked a motorcycle to infiltrate the Steel-Lord's compound in the Detroit wasteland. Smarf was still firing rainbow lasers at the Fistodactyl. This menace was a creation of BRotH, a winged fist bent on crushing them and destroying the antivirus which could save Coat from the ultraplague. Takahara wasn't really paying attention, though. The animatronics were doing another song, which left him smiling. Very few here knew exactly how the animatronics had been modded over the years. But Takahara knew. And he hoped one day some sociopath would break in, assuming that they could handle the machines... and finding themselves woefully outclassed.
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