So where's Rune been? I kinda wanna post only after everyone's gone. I'll maybe wait another day or so; otherwise, I'll just move on.
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@Angel EyesYay, I'm not the only one feeling like that!
Yeah, same here. The plot's super scattered and really hard to follow in general unless you're paying absolute attention to it at all times.
Daisuke wiped the sweat from his brow as he smashed a slime in its... Body? (at least, that's what the phone identified it as). For the most part, the threat seemed to be dealt with in the area nearby- the block they were on was now more or less devoid of demons, thanks to the efforts of a certain psychopathic murderer. Though he wasn't apt to thank the killer for his murderous rampage of death and destruction, Daisuke did have to admit that the job was done pretty efficiently, if not a tad messily.
"We'll handle it from here, then. Take your time resting." Daisuke said, directing his kobold to go and crush a cellphone a while away as he went after one nearby. Those two seemed to be the only ones remaining, and since the demons didn't have time to reform from the portals the last of the fighting was more or less over. Moving back over to the others he had met, Daisuke took a seat on some relatively flat rubble and looked at his phone. There was a function, "Recall demons", that was flashing yellow on his screen. He tapped the button, and it did exactly what he had expected it to do- his kobold soon returned to its form of while light and dissipated into nothing... Again.
"That was... Tedious." Daisuke stated, planting his pole in the ground as he looked at the others. The high school students were probably okay enough to be around, but that murderer... That murderer definitely felt like a ticking time bomb.
"So." Daisuke continued, staring at the recovering serial killer. "Thanks for clearing the rest of the way... I guess."
There was no doubt in his mind- this person took joy in taking life away, which meant they could very well be next on his hitlist. But the fact remained that he had actually helped them out while he could have simply run off to kill some other prey. There was always the possibility that he wanted to be the one to kill one of them (or maybe all of them, if he was feeling lucky), but his actions made Daisuke re-evaluate him. By no means would that justify his behavior, though- THAT reminded him of something straight from one of those seinen anime that people always found themselves talking about at his school. To think that he would actually find someone like that didn't exactly please him, but the situation at hand was definitely more dire.
"Fighting aside, I'd like it if we could figure out a plan of action. Self introductions can come later... After we get to a place where demons won't murder us and stuff. Anyone have any ideas about where to go? I'd rather not bust into a building here, though..."
"We'll handle it from here, then. Take your time resting." Daisuke said, directing his kobold to go and crush a cellphone a while away as he went after one nearby. Those two seemed to be the only ones remaining, and since the demons didn't have time to reform from the portals the last of the fighting was more or less over. Moving back over to the others he had met, Daisuke took a seat on some relatively flat rubble and looked at his phone. There was a function, "Recall demons", that was flashing yellow on his screen. He tapped the button, and it did exactly what he had expected it to do- his kobold soon returned to its form of while light and dissipated into nothing... Again.
"That was... Tedious." Daisuke stated, planting his pole in the ground as he looked at the others. The high school students were probably okay enough to be around, but that murderer... That murderer definitely felt like a ticking time bomb.
"So." Daisuke continued, staring at the recovering serial killer. "Thanks for clearing the rest of the way... I guess."
There was no doubt in his mind- this person took joy in taking life away, which meant they could very well be next on his hitlist. But the fact remained that he had actually helped them out while he could have simply run off to kill some other prey. There was always the possibility that he wanted to be the one to kill one of them (or maybe all of them, if he was feeling lucky), but his actions made Daisuke re-evaluate him. By no means would that justify his behavior, though- THAT reminded him of something straight from one of those seinen anime that people always found themselves talking about at his school. To think that he would actually find someone like that didn't exactly please him, but the situation at hand was definitely more dire.
"Fighting aside, I'd like it if we could figure out a plan of action. Self introductions can come later... After we get to a place where demons won't murder us and stuff. Anyone have any ideas about where to go? I'd rather not bust into a building here, though..."
Akiba Streets
Daisuke sighed and massaged his forehead as he watched Oswald let loose, unleashing carnage left and right. That was definitely someone who wasn't right in the head... Not by any moral standards. The man reminded Daisuke more of a crazed beast than an actual human, which, given the situation, was surprisingly fitting. At the moment, though, it seemed he... Or it... Was on their side.
"Well, I guess in a world filled with killing a serial killer's probably your best bet. Or something like that." he said, vaulting over a pile of debris with his pole to dropkick a pixie in the face. it felt mean, beating up something small and so humanoid, but it was better than the death that awaited them if they didn't.
Looking around at the remaining adversaries, Daisuke noticed another demon reforming from a portal in the ground. That wasn't a good sign; the portals had to be destroyed for the demons to stop barreling down at them. Making his way over to the nearest portal (which just so happened to be a few feet away), Daisuke noticed the portal's origin was a cell phone- probably one of the deceased's, if anything. Smashing his pole into it, the portal quickly dissipated. So the demons were bound to the phones, then?
Looking around once more, Daisuke noted that their numbers hadn't really thinned, minus the ones that Oswald and his friend were hacking and slashing at. His hypothesis was probably wrong, then; he could destroy the phones, yes, but the demons had to go by force. Pleasant. Not.
"Hey, smash the cells under the portals!" he shouted to the people near him. "It'll stop the number of enemies from growing any larger!"
Gentaro's Shop
As the door opened wider, an abnormal sight would meet his eyes- about thirty or so demons, white bodied and all with blue hats and incredibly goofy smiles, messing around in his storage room. They seemed to pay Gentaro no mind, instead opting to spend their time messing around in the now fully frozen over room.
"Hee-ho! This place is pretty interesting, isn't it, ho?" one of the demons asked another, who seemed to be examining an assault rifle in its hands.
"Hee-hee! I'd say so! And all of these toys are pretty interesting too!" it responded, shaking the gun around before putting it back in its former position. "Ho, but I really wish that the King was here. He'd definitely know what to do now, ho!"
Sure?
Daisuke glanced at the bloody man for a moment before turning his head back towards the enemies in front of him. A frown formed on his face, mostly from the man (if he could even be called one) and his appearance and demeanor. But the girl's reluctance to fight... Though it was understandable, her excuse was flimsy at best. Their entire world was thrown out the window and she was faced with supernatural beings, the living dead, and a possibly homicidal maniac... But still insisted on not fighting?
"You know, even if you can't fight now, you'll have to eventually. Relying on us is fine for now, but don't become dead weight in the future, alright?"
Though they were harsh words, they did truly come from the bottom of his heart. He had always strived to not be useless and weak and worthless, and so he abhorred anyone willing to sit back and let others work for them. Parasitic relationships like that doomed everything, which he would much prefer to avoid. But his own philosophical tangents could wait; survival was priority.
Rather than plunge headfirst into enemy lines, Daisuke open to wait for the enemies to come to them. It conserved what little energy he had left, which would probably make all the difference in the end. Watching as the Kobold smashed the skull of a zombie in, Daisuke shuddered. It was still a human mere moments before, so seeing it so quickly destroyed was still unsettling. As he turned away from the Kobold, though, he found himself facing a small, ghostlike creature that the app identified as a Poltergeist. If it was a ghost, wouldn't it be incorporeal...?
Daisuke soon found out that wasn't the case though, which was quite convenient. After smacking the demon around once or twice, it dissipated into the same light that it materialized from. Daisuke's phone immediately had a strange symbol- some h with a strike through it- flash and report he had made 10 macca. What?
"Well, what are you waiting for?" he asked, swinging his pole down on another demon. "I can only do so much on my own!"
"You know, even if you can't fight now, you'll have to eventually. Relying on us is fine for now, but don't become dead weight in the future, alright?"
Though they were harsh words, they did truly come from the bottom of his heart. He had always strived to not be useless and weak and worthless, and so he abhorred anyone willing to sit back and let others work for them. Parasitic relationships like that doomed everything, which he would much prefer to avoid. But his own philosophical tangents could wait; survival was priority.
Rather than plunge headfirst into enemy lines, Daisuke open to wait for the enemies to come to them. It conserved what little energy he had left, which would probably make all the difference in the end. Watching as the Kobold smashed the skull of a zombie in, Daisuke shuddered. It was still a human mere moments before, so seeing it so quickly destroyed was still unsettling. As he turned away from the Kobold, though, he found himself facing a small, ghostlike creature that the app identified as a Poltergeist. If it was a ghost, wouldn't it be incorporeal...?
Daisuke soon found out that wasn't the case though, which was quite convenient. After smacking the demon around once or twice, it dissipated into the same light that it materialized from. Daisuke's phone immediately had a strange symbol- some h with a strike through it- flash and report he had made 10 macca. What?
"Well, what are you waiting for?" he asked, swinging his pole down on another demon. "I can only do so much on my own!"
No big deal, we all have those days.
Apparently Kakine is opposed to fun.
I would make a response here, but everything I have to say is NT related.
The Kakine you'll see in Index 3 (assuming it ever comes out please JC Staff do it)... Well, he's different.
Wow, that stuff escalated quickly. The issue's been dealt with, it seems (whew!) but I'd like to ask if you guys could refrain from any more of these sort of arguments. There's no reason to attack each other like this, y'know? I'd rather not invoke GM powers, but if the environment becomes too toxic I will intervene.
It's kind of an accidental byproduct because of free time, I think. I think fast and write fast, so I'm partially to blame lol.
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