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I'm a big fan of SU, so I'll probably join this. I would like the Gem Pyrite, if possible.
I dunno. I'm still here, if that's what you're asking.
Go for it.
(I call dibs on their wallet.)
(I call dibs on their wallet.)
Tai shivered a little as Rothschild eyeballed him. That creepy man... he was enough to make Tai's skin crawl. Covered in monster's blood, it reminded him of a serial killer. Rothschild talked about his state of living, probably trying to get some sympathy. "I unfortunately don't have a place of residence anymore... Destroyed, the demons... Poor Childs out there all alone, and without his daddy to care for him... aaah... It's horrible, I tell you~! Oh, and don't look at me like that... I'm just a worthless jobless father who's having a bad day... Yes, I have anger issues, but i'm not a bad guy~ I just have my ... days..." He said. Tai didn't care what this dude said, he wouldn't believe it for a second. He was enjoying that bout a little too much. Tai found it boring, he wanted a fight, and zombie's didn't provide a challenge, and would keep attacking until you offed them. Rothschild relished in it though. It wasn't the fight, it was the kill.
Tai was surprised how much he could intuit about the man. Normally, he couldn't read people at all. He guessed he just needed the motivation or something. Rothschild calmed a bit, still laughing a little, but now trying to get his hands free of blood, and talking in a more even voice. Didn't mean his voice was less unnerving though. "Everyone else is dying, why does it matter where we go? Break into a random store, and stay inside until we can think about what to do! Poor kids out there, probably doing the same thing, the smart little tyke..." He said. Tai wasn't sure. Maybe those people were still alive, and Tai was sure he wouldn't want his shop busted into. But then, the cute girl also agreed. "I do think your idea is b-best... Standing out in the open is obviously bad, is it not? It would be better to head indoors and then think about a further plan of action while we lay low, for a bit." Yeah, maybe she was right...
With a sigh of resignation, the man busted open a store front. An electronics store, judging by all the computers and stuff now broken on the floor. Tai followed his lead and entered. The electricity was cut by the tremors, judging by the lack of lights. The man wandered deeper into the store, but Tai decided to check out the checkout counter. There was a possibility they had some form of tape or something in the drawers behind there. "I'm gonna see if I can find anything to repair my bass with. Can't fight with a broken weapon, right?" He told the others, as he started opening up a drawer and skimming through it.
Tai was surprised how much he could intuit about the man. Normally, he couldn't read people at all. He guessed he just needed the motivation or something. Rothschild calmed a bit, still laughing a little, but now trying to get his hands free of blood, and talking in a more even voice. Didn't mean his voice was less unnerving though. "Everyone else is dying, why does it matter where we go? Break into a random store, and stay inside until we can think about what to do! Poor kids out there, probably doing the same thing, the smart little tyke..." He said. Tai wasn't sure. Maybe those people were still alive, and Tai was sure he wouldn't want his shop busted into. But then, the cute girl also agreed. "I do think your idea is b-best... Standing out in the open is obviously bad, is it not? It would be better to head indoors and then think about a further plan of action while we lay low, for a bit." Yeah, maybe she was right...
With a sigh of resignation, the man busted open a store front. An electronics store, judging by all the computers and stuff now broken on the floor. Tai followed his lead and entered. The electricity was cut by the tremors, judging by the lack of lights. The man wandered deeper into the store, but Tai decided to check out the checkout counter. There was a possibility they had some form of tape or something in the drawers behind there. "I'm gonna see if I can find anything to repair my bass with. Can't fight with a broken weapon, right?" He told the others, as he started opening up a drawer and skimming through it.
Jane nodded with interest as Ash responded to her question. So the operation was pretty informal, just dumping unconcious bodies off at a dumpster. Jane also took interest in the fact that they would be grabbing flowers after that. So, one of the two sisters was into botany, it seemed. Jane thought it a bit unfit for two mobsters to be into pretty posies, but she wouldn't judge them too harshly. Before Jane could question which one of them enjoyed flowers, or if they both did equally, Ash hoisted BE#2 over her shoulder and looked, presumably for Gale. Jane stayed silent and followed behind, quickly forgetting about the question she was going to pose to the both of them.
Jane simply watched as the team grouped back up to go into New Meridian. It seemed the group had 2 new additions, the little girl Pharona and her father(?). They expressed concerns for the Egrets' health, and Gale said some interesting things in retort. It wasn't that the mafia was informal, simply that they didn't care about such small crimes. That was... odd. Did they really hold that much clout? It seemed time would tell, as long as Jane lived to see the tale unfold.
And with a reassuring cheerful shout from Ash, they were off. Jane didn't bother finding her pair of gloves. She was already part of this mob of odd and unruly characters, dragging a body, why bother hiding her parasite? Besides, she said she'd allow him some breath on the walk home. Might as well give him some extra time, right? He was the reason she could fight again, she should definitely treat him right. Once they reached the station, she was surprised there was such a clog up. After a highly focused search, she noticed what seemed to be a gas mask. Were those damn Egrets here too? Hm... she did remember one of the idiots calling for back up. It was a possibility that these were the people called.
With an impatient huff, Jane turned to Ash and Gale. "Ugh. Do you see who's up front? Those freaking Egrets, again! It's like it's their job is to annoy the populace." Jane complained, angrily glaring at the two soldiers. She cracked her knuckles menacingly. "We should take care of them. You guys that kind of immunity, right? We can-" Jane wrapped finger quotes around this part, "Get rid of", now putting her hands back down, "Temporarily. We got rid of those other two guys, right? Or is that kind of a limited use privilege?" Jane asked. "I mean, I'm gonna get noticed anyways, might as well start the fight now." "Will you not get into a fight for one second...?" Franky chided, a little to soft to be heard over the crowd.
Jane simply watched as the team grouped back up to go into New Meridian. It seemed the group had 2 new additions, the little girl Pharona and her father(?). They expressed concerns for the Egrets' health, and Gale said some interesting things in retort. It wasn't that the mafia was informal, simply that they didn't care about such small crimes. That was... odd. Did they really hold that much clout? It seemed time would tell, as long as Jane lived to see the tale unfold.
And with a reassuring cheerful shout from Ash, they were off. Jane didn't bother finding her pair of gloves. She was already part of this mob of odd and unruly characters, dragging a body, why bother hiding her parasite? Besides, she said she'd allow him some breath on the walk home. Might as well give him some extra time, right? He was the reason she could fight again, she should definitely treat him right. Once they reached the station, she was surprised there was such a clog up. After a highly focused search, she noticed what seemed to be a gas mask. Were those damn Egrets here too? Hm... she did remember one of the idiots calling for back up. It was a possibility that these were the people called.
With an impatient huff, Jane turned to Ash and Gale. "Ugh. Do you see who's up front? Those freaking Egrets, again! It's like it's their job is to annoy the populace." Jane complained, angrily glaring at the two soldiers. She cracked her knuckles menacingly. "We should take care of them. You guys that kind of immunity, right? We can-" Jane wrapped finger quotes around this part, "Get rid of", now putting her hands back down, "Temporarily. We got rid of those other two guys, right? Or is that kind of a limited use privilege?" Jane asked. "I mean, I'm gonna get noticed anyways, might as well start the fight now." "Will you not get into a fight for one second...?" Franky chided, a little to soft to be heard over the crowd.
Well, since he's based on Scott Pilgrim, Michael Cera makes sense. Other than that I have no idea.
I don't really watch subbed anime, so I don't know any Japanese VA's.
With a grunt, Tai slammed his bass guitar onto the cellphone connected to the portal that was spewing the demons he'd just cut a bloody swath through. Well, not really a bloody swath, the demons never bled for some odd reason. Back on topic, after Tai heard the snap of shitty electronics under his instrument, he lifted it back up and groaned in annoyance. A large crack had formed itself down the body of the guitar.
"Man... I'm gonna have to fix that before Ichiro sees it..." Tai complained, inspecting the damage on his brother's guitar. Well, technically it was Ichiro, but it was pretty much Tai's. At least until Ichiro asked for it back. Still, Ichiro was protective of it, and he wouldn't like that his precious Rickenbacker imported all the way from America was cracked.
With a sigh, he rejoined with the man and Rothschild, who was lying on the ground from exhaustion. Murder sprees must take a lot out of you. Tai had to admit, he was kinda tired too. Not 'keel over and pass out' tired, but he could stand sitting down for a little while. His phone indicated him that he could recall his demons now. "Obariyon, I'll think of a name while you're gone. Next time I call you, I'll see if you like it, okay?" Tai said. He then confirmed the choice and Obariyon dissipated before it even had a chance to protest fruitlessly or give a halfhearted gesture of indifference.
With a sigh of relief, Tai sat down next to the man on the semi-seat worthy pile of rocks. Now that the adrenaline had worn off, his arm was starting to hurt a little more. He rubbed it softly as he swung his guitar around to his back to get it out of the way. Finally things were slowing down. This day was way more hectic than he was expecting, and he was honestly starting to doubt he would find his father in one piece.
"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..." The man asked. "My house would probably be to far from here... I don't have the keys to my dad's new shop... I dunno, do any of you guys have ideas?" Tai thought aloud. "Oh, and does anyone have any tape?" Tai asked, holding up his bass to display the new battle scar on it.
"Man... I'm gonna have to fix that before Ichiro sees it..." Tai complained, inspecting the damage on his brother's guitar. Well, technically it was Ichiro, but it was pretty much Tai's. At least until Ichiro asked for it back. Still, Ichiro was protective of it, and he wouldn't like that his precious Rickenbacker imported all the way from America was cracked.
With a sigh, he rejoined with the man and Rothschild, who was lying on the ground from exhaustion. Murder sprees must take a lot out of you. Tai had to admit, he was kinda tired too. Not 'keel over and pass out' tired, but he could stand sitting down for a little while. His phone indicated him that he could recall his demons now. "Obariyon, I'll think of a name while you're gone. Next time I call you, I'll see if you like it, okay?" Tai said. He then confirmed the choice and Obariyon dissipated before it even had a chance to protest fruitlessly or give a halfhearted gesture of indifference.
With a sigh of relief, Tai sat down next to the man on the semi-seat worthy pile of rocks. Now that the adrenaline had worn off, his arm was starting to hurt a little more. He rubbed it softly as he swung his guitar around to his back to get it out of the way. Finally things were slowing down. This day was way more hectic than he was expecting, and he was honestly starting to doubt he would find his father in one piece.
"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..." The man asked. "My house would probably be to far from here... I don't have the keys to my dad's new shop... I dunno, do any of you guys have ideas?" Tai thought aloud. "Oh, and does anyone have any tape?" Tai asked, holding up his bass to display the new battle scar on it.
Tai frowned a little as the man displayed some harsh truths. "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?" he said. Tai had to reluctantly agree. Eventually something would happen that would force her to fight, he was sure. That was just how things worked, especially now that the world seemed to have become some weird pokemon cellphone simulator.
"Well, what are you waiting for? I can only do so much on my own!" the man said. Oh, yeah, he wasn't really doing the fighting he said he was going to. All he had done currently was defend the girl against a human, not even one of the demons. With a huff, he began whacking at zombies, not really paying attention to the crazy man who was laughing, condescending, and destroying foes with them. Tai honestly didn't care what he said if he was helping them, but as soon as he turned on them, that creepy douche was getting a bass to the face. He did catch the creepy dude's name though, Rothschild. Something foreign. Huh.
An odd cackle, not one made by any of his current teammates, distracted him. Another demon, controlled by Roths if the way he was commanding and screaming at it was any indication. He even gave the murderous beast a cute name, Jack. Yeah, he should probably give Obariyon a name too...
His distraction provided hazardous, as a zombie girl had sneaked up on him and scratched at him, leaving a wound not very deep, but still a little painful. "Agh, shit!" Tai yelped, before whacking it upside then head, generating a guitar strum and a sickening crack. "Ooh. That musta hurt. Now I feel bad." Tai said, giving the corpse a quick mournful glance and a frown before continuing to hit stuff. The exact same amount of stuff as before, actually.
Tai sighed. This was getting nowhere! It seemed that they hadn't made much of a dent in the enemy forces. He huffed again before looking over at Obariyon. "Hey, dude, let's pick it up! If you help me win, I'll give you a cool name, okay?" Tai bartered. Obariyon shrugged before beginning to attack the enemy with his master. With a quick leap, Obariyon got himself around what Tai's phone identified as a 'kobold' and restrained it with his suction cupped hands It was another one of those demons that the man had, the only difference being the kobold was attacking them, instead of other demons. Tai took this opportunity to murderize it with his guitar. A few bludgeoning blows, and the demon zapped out of existence. His phone notified him that he had gotten some 'macca'. "Huh? Macca? I thought enemies were supposed to explode into coins..."
But his videogame related tangent was cut short by the man recommending them a strategy. "Hey, smash the cells under the portals! It'll stop the number of enemies from growing any larger!" He said. Oh, so they were respawning. Tai was confused as to how little progress he had made, but it made a little more sense now. "You heard 'im, Obariyon! Let's get those cellphones!" Tai yelled. Obariyon just sighed at his master's enthusiasm and followed him into battle as they carved there way through to another cellphone to break.
"Well, what are you waiting for? I can only do so much on my own!" the man said. Oh, yeah, he wasn't really doing the fighting he said he was going to. All he had done currently was defend the girl against a human, not even one of the demons. With a huff, he began whacking at zombies, not really paying attention to the crazy man who was laughing, condescending, and destroying foes with them. Tai honestly didn't care what he said if he was helping them, but as soon as he turned on them, that creepy douche was getting a bass to the face. He did catch the creepy dude's name though, Rothschild. Something foreign. Huh.
An odd cackle, not one made by any of his current teammates, distracted him. Another demon, controlled by Roths if the way he was commanding and screaming at it was any indication. He even gave the murderous beast a cute name, Jack. Yeah, he should probably give Obariyon a name too...
His distraction provided hazardous, as a zombie girl had sneaked up on him and scratched at him, leaving a wound not very deep, but still a little painful. "Agh, shit!" Tai yelped, before whacking it upside then head, generating a guitar strum and a sickening crack. "Ooh. That musta hurt. Now I feel bad." Tai said, giving the corpse a quick mournful glance and a frown before continuing to hit stuff. The exact same amount of stuff as before, actually.
Tai sighed. This was getting nowhere! It seemed that they hadn't made much of a dent in the enemy forces. He huffed again before looking over at Obariyon. "Hey, dude, let's pick it up! If you help me win, I'll give you a cool name, okay?" Tai bartered. Obariyon shrugged before beginning to attack the enemy with his master. With a quick leap, Obariyon got himself around what Tai's phone identified as a 'kobold' and restrained it with his suction cupped hands It was another one of those demons that the man had, the only difference being the kobold was attacking them, instead of other demons. Tai took this opportunity to murderize it with his guitar. A few bludgeoning blows, and the demon zapped out of existence. His phone notified him that he had gotten some 'macca'. "Huh? Macca? I thought enemies were supposed to explode into coins..."
But his videogame related tangent was cut short by the man recommending them a strategy. "Hey, smash the cells under the portals! It'll stop the number of enemies from growing any larger!" He said. Oh, so they were respawning. Tai was confused as to how little progress he had made, but it made a little more sense now. "You heard 'im, Obariyon! Let's get those cellphones!" Tai yelled. Obariyon just sighed at his master's enthusiasm and followed him into battle as they carved there way through to another cellphone to break.
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