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The Book that is Hyakuji's Story has come to a close. However, there are still plenty of stories left to be told in the madcap Anime Universe it inhabits. As one book closes, so too does another open. Presented by veteran Hyakuji Staff Members, check out the next generation EVOLUTION of "Anything-Goes" Anime Roleplaying at Senki Academy
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| Tweet Topic Started: Feb 8 2009, 05:46 AM (932 Views) | |
| Yosuke | Feb 8 2009, 05:46 AM Post #1 |
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A relatively quiet afternoon in Hyakuji, beyond the normal routines of the people who lived here or the ongoing reconstruction of various areas due to the normal incidents (Godzilla walking by or something else, take your pick), of course, one thing was out of place...that being the police gathered in front of a small flower shop. Another murder case, third this week. The victim? A middle aged woman wearing a white dress...same as the previous two incidents. The cause of death was the same as the other two victims as well, neck crushed by something. Whatever it was wasn't human, that was for certain. But whatever did this was no longer around. All the while in another area of town, Hongo was riding his motorcycle. As usual the modifications to his bike had given him access to the police radio, and had caught wind of the strange incidents. They were terribly familiar...but he hoped that was all. |
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| Cypriss | Feb 8 2009, 06:27 AM Post #2 |
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Jameson sighed, adjusting his rubber gloves as he stepped onto the crime scene. A murder case right off the plane. Lovely, as if he didn't have enough shit to deal with as it was he had to go straight back into work without any relief. Not to mention how jet lagged he was from the plane. Oh well, even with this he still felt better than he had in weeks. That trip had been... very fruitful. He felt like he had his bearings again. And so the only thing left for him to do... ..was move on. And that's exactly what he was doing. Getting right back in the saddle and trying again. He glanced to the Officer. Grabbing the case file form him and flashing a small frown. "Third victim..?" He said sternly. "That's.. not good. The last thing this city needs is a serial killer.." He lfipped the pages, instantly memorizing everything the file contained in a few seconds. He then continued through the room. "Everyone be quiet and try to all focus on repeating this place's address in your head. It'll keep your thoughts a a monotone. I need minimal distractions.." He siad, popping earbuds into his ears and crankign the volume up to mak to drown out their emotions in his head. With that done he knelt beside the corpse, eying her carefully as he moved his hand over the wound around the neck. Noting the particular manner of the bruising. No marking along the bruise meant it was something smooth that had done it. He tilted his head a bit more, contemplating this. He then moved the victim's head a bit and looked under the where the neck had been. After this he stood and turned, placing his hands on his sides and glancing out the door. He switched off the I-Pod and pulled the ear buds out. "Well from what I can tell there's a pool of some sort of thick fluid under her neck. It's clear but thicker than water. No idea what it is.." He said lightly. "Moreover the guy who did this had powers.. So that narrows our suspect list. But to get in here, murder her in her shop, and get away without being seen in broad daylight..? It suggests that he could enter and leave without being seen.Which means the suspect is someone or something that could do all this without being detected.. I doubt it ran very far. Knowing there's no way to detect it it's definitely not concerned with a speedy escape.." He glanced to the others. "That means.. there's a possibility he isn't too far.. I'm going to do a wide area psychic search.." He said stepping forward outside the door. He knelt down on one knee. Closing his eyes and stretching out his mind. Recently his powers had been growing exponentially. A search like this might have been impossible before. But now he was confident.. No one else would die due to his weakness... No one else would be hurt due to his recklessness. "I accept the fear that tempers my courage.." "I accept the hatred of evil that drives me.." "I accept the responsibility of myself and my actions..." "I accept all that I am! I accept Jameson! Max Psych!" He moved his hand over his eye. This search would require his full power. He groaned out in pain, clutching his face as he drew his psychic power out of his body before throwing his hand away form his eye. Which was now glowing bright blue with a radiant light. His entire body faintly emanated the blue aura.His mind spread out into the minds of everyone in the block. Their fears and joys and emotions and hearts all flooded into his mind. He quickly began searching for the right set of emotions or an otherwise odd mind that would signal the culprit.. |
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| Yosuke | Feb 8 2009, 10:26 PM Post #3 |
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Jameson was fairly correct in assuming that whatever the culprit was, it didn't get very far. While able to slip in and slip out unnoticed, there were limits to such an ability. In any case right about at the end of the block Jameson would pick up a fairly different set of thoughts, not coming from a human, and yet it wasn't completely animal like either. 'Kill...killed her...must...return.' there was no emotion. They were primitive, but at the same time...tortured. 'I...killed...her!?' for a moment a brief, flash of a trapped human feeling came from the source, but it was shut away, forced elsewhere. 'Welp, this test was a success. Pity the cops are acting faster now.' this time it came from a human that was close to whatever the thing was. Whoever he was he was helping it escape. 'Tch, the more human we put into these things the harder they are to control...the price we pay to make them a little smart.' |
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| Cypriss | Feb 8 2009, 11:57 PM Post #4 |
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Jameson's eyes snapped closed as he staggered forward. His mind had felt hundreds of people's feelings and emotions. And his perfect memory meant that they were all stuck in his head forever with no way to filter out the non relevant ones. It was like memorizing a hundred songs in one minute. The massive influx of raw information had forced a huge strain on his mind. However, in his Maximum Psyche mode he couldn't tone it down much. Even fully retracted he was feeling the thoughts of everyone in the nearby buildings.. "Officers. Call into the station to have the road blocked off at the north end by police on the street to the northwest of here! Everyone where should move ahead and block off this side of the street, if we do that we can still capture him!" Jameson said while pulling off his gloves. "I'm going to report this to them." He glanced back to the police chief. "I think we can safely assume it falls under their jurisdiction.." As he stepped out of the shop past the hustle of police he sprinted across the street. He ducked back out of sight before his clothes changed. A Solid white button down shirt with a black suit vest. Different from his old Arcadia outfit but a welcome change. "Send me Ixallion..." He said into the mental link.. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [Jsut for the bike's image, Jameson didn't henshin] Ixallion. The Ixa Stallion, it was an apt name for the customized bike made for him. He pulled back the throttle as he leaned forward. The Ixa Knuckle in his vest pocket. His hair blowing out in the breeze as he raced towards the end of the block. The enemy would have already encountered the police blockade by this point. |
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| Yosuke | Feb 9 2009, 01:12 AM Post #5 |
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"Hmph. Seems like we have some unwanted attention." A man muttered to himself as the police blockade. It was hard to see what he looked like, clad in a black trench coat with a matching fedora that obscured his face. He remained calm even with the police before him, and seemed to glance at his side for a bit. "Maybe we should continue the test?" the man added with a chuckle. He was confident the creation could at least hold off a few cops...and so he just nodded, pointing forward at one of the officers that stood in the way. And then it happened...next to him it appeared, a two and a half meter tall reptile. It was clearly a chameleon based, but it was...strange. Well, sure it looked strange being a humanoid reptile with a mechanical arm, but it carried itself oddly. But before long it carried out the order it was given, it's long tongue shooting out from it's mouth in an attempt to latch onto the targeted officer which would then be followed by him throwing him around to disperse the blockade. |
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| Cypriss | Feb 9 2009, 01:29 AM Post #6 |
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An invisible wall stopped the man from being thrown into the cars. He his the psychic wall and slid down to the ground safely. The wall was designed to curve a bit to slow his fall. It was clear whoever had made it was skillful enough to have devised such a tactic in a split second. And that 'whoever' was Jameson B. Willicott. Psychic detective and mental genius. Able to memorize information, locations, directions, all instantly and perfectly. But right now those skills weren't what he was needing. He turned his bike sideways letting the tires squeal as he slammed the brakes. A bit of smoke burning off the tires as it slid to a halt. He kicked out the stand and slid off. Pulling his jacket a bit to make sure it was straight. After all, even if no one could remember who he was, they'd remember if he looked like a slacker. He stepped forward a bit, eying the lizard man with a small grin. "Bakumono...!" He said throwing his vest jacket back to reveal his belt. He reached into the pocket and drew out the Ixa knuckle. "Return those lives to god!" He said pressing the knuckle against his hand. Re-dī The knuckle announced in a mechanical monosyllabic form. He slid the knuckled into the belt. Fi-su-to-On "Henshin!" Hen-Shin A golden image of the suit was projected in front of Jameson. It moved back, covering him in the white and gold armor that represented the ingenuity and advancement of Arcadia. The Ixa System!
Edited by Cypriss, Mar 3 2009, 02:30 PM.
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| Feb 9 2009, 05:24 AM Post #7 | |
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By all rights, Hajime Go shouldn’t be up and about running or doing anything taxing on his body which was still injured so soon; his breath is short at times and to make matters worse, it made him slightly light headed. But lying around doing nothing would not bode well with Hajime at all, and soon after some boring time spent at home, left the house on his bike to wander around Hyakuji like he used to. The feeling was weird at first, as being admitted in the hospital for quite some time felt like an eternity for him and it muddled with his sense of time. Slowly, the sense of newness reverted back to one of familiarity as he turns around a corner onto a street… …to find chaos breaking out. There were police officers everywhere on the street he was on but what caught his attention even more was of the humanoid reptilian thing they were all focused on. For a moment, Hajime was sure the police officer the reptile thing picked up with what seems to be its very strong tongue appendage was going to be thrown away and probably killing him, but to his relief, a new arrival prevented that from happening. Hajime got off his bake after stopping just moments ago when he saw the entire scene and took his helmet off and placing it on his Shadow before he raised his right fist and crossed it over his chest. “Dramatis Personae, Set Up.” He said aloud, before swinging his arm down and waves it over the front of his waist where with a dazzling flash and coalescing minute particles, a silver belt and dark gunmetal grey buckle materialized around his waist from thin air. This, would be the new Change Device he was given to by the tech adepts of the Arcadia’s R&D department after an extensive research on his old one that his grandfather designed. Based on it, they were able to design the belt which allows him to even transform into his other changeable forms via one device, without having to rely on different devices for each and one of them. Simply called Dramatis Personae, it was more than just a high tech looking belt. “Standby ready, device mode set up.” Said a male computer voice emanating from the belt buckle. “Henshin!” Hajime then said, and as he broke into a dash towards the lizard-man, a flash of white light enveloped his entire body for a few seconds before dissipating to reveal a running figure in red and black. Kamen Rider Denshi is here! ![]() “MATTE!” Denshi cried out as he jumped into the air, and with short burst from his waist mounted rocket boosters, air dashed straight down towards the lizard-man with a fist straight at its face. |
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| Yosuke | Feb 9 2009, 05:52 AM Post #8 |
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"Tch. I knew this city would bring nothing but trouble." the man standing beside the large lizard cursed. Not one, but two Riders? Neither of them were Ichigo, nor any of the other ten that were a thorn in every evil organization's side. Just how many of these guys would keep showing up every year!? Either way leaving the creature to fend for itself would probably get it killed in this situation. So he was left with no choice but to aid the creation, it wouldn't do if it was destroyed before the final adjustments were made. And so, while the Reptile put it's metal arm up to block the incoming punch, the other man stepped back and threw his left arm at a diagonal to his left then rotated it counterclockwise until was diagonal to his right, he then he retracted it to his waist and thrusted out his right arm at a diagonal to his left. "Henshin." It wasn't enthusiastic like the other Riders, it was bitter and full of hate for having to do so but what came next would surprise anyone. Around his waist a belt formed and a bright flash of light soon followed...giving the man a new suit in place of his armor. He then threw his hat away to put on a bug like helmet, then finally attach the mouth piece. When he finished, what stood there wasn't any other Rider. ![]() Some may have seen it, some only may have heard of it, but now with the Reptile was a Shocker Rider, a vile corruption of the Kamen Riders created only to destroy the others. It only hung back for now as Ixa didn't make a move yet. The Reptile, in any case, would bring it's tail up while it had blocked the punch, it's tip pointed like a blade...aimed to stab Denshi in one, quick motion! Edited by Yosuke, Feb 9 2009, 06:00 AM.
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| Cypriss | Feb 9 2009, 06:09 AM Post #9 |
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Jameson took a few steps away from the melee that was starting between the other two. It was actually quit liberating to feel the freedom of being able to move without a cane. He wasn't dashing or striking yet however. He was stepping back and to the side, crossing to the opposite side of the street while always facing the evil rider. His eyes narrowed a bit beneath the suit. He had to use his head. Just rushing for it was no good. Soon he'd slowly walked out and around until he'd positioned himself between the gold armored man and the police. At this point he threw his fists up in front of him. 'I am the one with powers. Anyone else getting hurt is my fault..' He thought. Repeating it like a manta in his head. It felt odd, this suit had a power suppressor in it. So for once he could only hear his own thoughts. It was also kind of nice. A clear head without everyone's concerns in his head. "An evil rider eh?" He said casually. "Sorry but I don't have time to play redeeming hero today." He said charging forward, using the powerful suit to send a right hook for his head. |
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| Feb 9 2009, 09:15 PM Post #10 | |
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At the very least, even if his punch was blocked, he at least got the thing’s attention. Stepping back after his punch, Denshi was in the act of drawing out his Variable Tool when he saw movement from behind the lizard-man. Instinctively, Denshi brought the Variable Tool up and made the material to expand and harden, creating a handheld shield shaped like a fan. It was still expanding when he felt the jarring impact of something hitting across the fan shield, forcing him to take an involuntary step back. Denshi used the movement to step back even further, putting some distance between himself and the lizard-man. He lowered the fan shield warily and once he reckoned that the distance was safe, Denshi took a stance while he willed the fan-shield to change into short sword with a very wide blade. “Let me say this first,” Denshi said to the lizard-man, unsure if it understood human speech. “You better be careful because I’m going to stop. Are you ready?” Denshi didn’t wait for an answer as he raised the short sword above his head and charged straight towards the lizard-man with every intention to swing the short sword down and hard on to the lizard-man. |
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| Yosuke | Feb 9 2009, 11:28 PM Post #11 |
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The Shocker Rider didn't seem to move at all as Ixa charged towards him, and just stood there almost as if waiting for the other Rider. The punch soon enough hit home...but he did not flinch in the least. When designed to take on the previous Riders of yesteryear, they could at least take a punch of this level...! "...Heh." and so, the Rider prepared his own attack, the false Typhoon Belt beginning to rotate a bit. While it was no where near as powerful as the conventional henshin devices, it generated enough energy to do this much. Soon enough, he brought his right arm, aiming for a punch it Ixa's gut. A low growl escaped the reptilian Kaijin as Denshi blocked, followed by a hiss as the red Rider made it's little declaration. It seemed to acknowledge it, but otherwise showed no real interest. This time rather then block it stepped back to get out of the blade's range before reeling back...and spitting some sort of purple goo out of his mouth and at the Rider before him. |
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| Cypriss | Feb 10 2009, 12:19 AM Post #12 |
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The Ixa Suit was designed for close range fist fighting. It lacked any sort of ranged attack, and more over it was focused on enhancing strength and power. So It wasn't like Jameson had a lot of choice in the matter when the guy didn't even flinch from his hit. It wasn't like he could go 'oh shit I'm fucked my enhanced strength doesn't do shit to him.' He only had the option of continuing the assault without hesitation. Jameson took the blow to his gut without a hesitation. His body was rocked backwards by the impact but he just charged right back into close range. Sure, he'd feel it later. And sure, it hurt. But he had to lay into this guy hard and fast. And that's what he intended to do. He ducked his head a bit sending a flurry of punches at the faux-rider's abdomen. |
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| Feb 10 2009, 03:06 AM Post #13 | |
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Denshi grimaced when he realized too late that his sword strike did not hit his intended target, who stepped back away from him and his sword and prolonging its capacity to do yet more harm. And not a moment too soon to as with some almost realization that it was preparing for an attack, Denshi side stepped almost clumsily to the left as something purple and gooey was spitted out of the lizard-man’s mouth towards his general direction. Denshi managed to avoid all of it except maybe some drops that fell on the arm of his armor. The rest, would splatter harmlessly on the ground behind him… or does it? Denshi wondered what this trick is as he just stood there dumbfoundedly at the unexpected attack. |
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| Yosuke | Feb 10 2009, 11:51 AM Post #14 |
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At first, the few drops would seemingly do no harm to Denshi, but all it did was stick to him. Whatever the mix was, it wasn't immediately a threat...so it's intended effect would remain unknown for now, as even the bits that hit the ground just became a puddle. However, it'd probably go by unnoticed to the red warrior, as those few drops began to spread, slowly, but surely. In any case, the Reptile had then opted to raise it's mechanical arm and point it at the dumbfounded Denshi, the hand retracted in and replaced itself with a rather common weapon used by Shocker, a machine gun. A few quick bursts shot forth and at the Rider. The Shocker Rider would take a step back, his free arm being used to protect his abdomen from as many as the punches as he could, but it was a defense that wasn't very effective and half-hearted at best so the Rider was forced to move back a little further. He remained emotionless the entire time, not even a grunt from the number of hits (though it was clear he felt it this time). The Shocker Rider would then bring himself into a proper combat stance, but didn't act, just seemed to invite IXA in. For the moment he just seemed to want to gauge the other Rider, or stall. It was hard to tell, really. |
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| Cypriss | Feb 10 2009, 12:50 PM Post #15 |
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Jameson clenched his fists in front of him as the foe retreated back out of punching range. It was like punching a wall. This guy was no joke. He took a breath and focused in on the guy again. He needed to use this guy's passive nature to keep the momentum of battle going in his favor at all times. When this guy counter attacked it wouldn't be fun, so for now he needed to keep things going his way as long as possible. It didn't help that at any moment his belt was going to start beeping and blinking red and he was going to feel something like a truck backing up over him. So he needed to go ahead and end this.. There was always.. That.. But no. He'd hold off on that for a bit longer. It was, after all, his last resort. He charged back in. This time focusing on a powerful kick to his chest. |
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