@GingerBoi123@Lmpkio

Kamen Usagi lay on the ground, throbbing pain in his chest and stomach. “Ngh... This isn't going to end well.” He grumbled to himself, rubbing pushing some of the smaller chunks of rubble of himself. That was about when he could see the larger pieces moving themselves away, being lifted by that guy with the giant metal hands."Hey! Wake up, Kamen!""Tch." Kamen Usagi slowly began to stand up and rub the back of his head. "I'm up... I'm in extreme pain, but I'm up." He coughed heavily, ignoring the pain. "Gah, This is going to be a damn expensive bill."

With a powerful crack, Kamen Usagi moves his head to the left and the right. "So what's the plan now... Not exactly a demon fighter you know!" He growled, he didn't want to be apart of this anymore, this was way above his pay grade... literally and metaphorically.

@VitaVitaAR@Great Sogeking

Ooh, she was looking forward to having a bit of fun with these heroes once they showed up. First: A flashy entrance. A good super villain always needed a flashy entrance. Secondly: Timing. Timing was critical in an appearance. Gotta make the most impact, yep. Thirdly: Remember, to be, awesome. All of these things were what was needed to make a super cool, super awesome entrance. And she was confident in her ability to do so.

So she was glad that when she arrived on the scene, she was poised to make a flashy, awesome entrance.

“You think being all big and bulky’s gonna scare someone— a hero like me?! I’m Psycho Spiral and we’re gonna take you all in!”

"Hey loser, watch your back!" She shouted...before promptly jumping over 'Psycho Spiral' doing a flip, landing with a little twirl, and smacking him right in the face with an almost playful seeming slap, though not caring if it connected or not.

Using the momentum on her skates to slide backwards a safe distance and following it up With almost inhuman agility, and using a few fluid motion to bring herself to a stop right in front of Aka.

"And Audiophile arrives on the scene!" She shouted, a heavy, fast-paced electronic beat emitting from her headphones. Maybe could have been flashier, but it'd do. She'd work on it later. Not much else she could do here unless she wanted to get really serious and flashy, but she was just messing around here so she didn't think it was necessary.

"And lookie here, a bunch of little heroes trying to be all funny." She laughed, looking over at 'AkaRocket'. "And a little runt who thinks she can be a hero. Cute." She continued. "What, did you build that junk out of scrap or something?" She balanced perfectly on her boots. It wasn't any different from actual skating all too much, which she did on a regular basis back in highschool. She turned her head towards the bank robbers. She Honestly didn't care about their objectives at all, but that didn't mean she could do them a little favor here.

"Yoo, I don't care what you guys are up to, but lemme play with these heroes a bit, yeah? Free of charge, I just wanna have a bit of fun with 'em."

@Raineh Daze@deanmachin

Irene was too busy day dreaming to realize what was fully going on. The hair was closing in and she snapped to. She did several rapid slices a the hair to no avail. 'Well this isn't going well.' She thought as she ducked and rolled and tried to get out of the way. One pierced her side, then another, then another. Before she lost the ability to use her arms, she grabbed the horn and blew into it, calling allies to liberate her.

"This really hurts you know! Not very 'Hero' like to do this to another living being!" She called out, safe in the knowledge that a small army would be there to free her from the Hairy lady. Her swords sheathed to protect them and she dropped to her knees. It was quite humiliating to be defeated so easily, but it was rare to find something other than solid metal that could stop her blades.

@GingerBoi123@Infichi


Ken's mechanical arms were indeed tough, able to seemingly withstand tons of force that apply onto it. As he began to head over to there Kamen was, he continues to fire barrage after barrage of plasma energy at him, wanting to weaken the arms as much as he could to render them inoperable. Even as Ken pushed back some debris towards his direction would it be rendered useless as he swiftly dodges it. However, it was almost too close for his likings.

"Hey! Wake up, Kamen!"

"I'm up... I'm in extreme pain, but I'm up. Gah, This is going to be a damn expensive bill. So what's the plan now... Not exactly a demon fighter you know!"

This just made Terror-Wing laugh hysterically. His maniacal laughs once again echo through the alleyway as he suddenly stops firing his plasma weaponry.

"Why do you bother with helping a weakling, hero?" he taunts Ken and Kamen as he lands on a nearby emergency stairlift, "Only the strongest and the wittiest survive! This pathetic weakling has none of these abilities! He's just a weak and helpless person! He should just GIVE UP!"

Market District

While he did bemoan the B-Class hero’s intrusion on his quota filling duties at first, Hiroshi was more than glad that he was here now. Honestly, what was he gonna do? Fling the frisbee at them? He wasn’t quite confident that his psychic propelled “weapons” were gonna do much against a literal suit of armor… Wait a sec. They weren’t even helmeted! Helmets seemed nowhere in sight either! Psychic propelled weapons could do something to them!

"Hey loser, watch your back!"

…Hiroshi didn’t get to do anything to them yet thanks to the sudden entrance of this new person. “Wha—“ was all he could yammer out before she slapped him right across the face. “Brk” and “Bwaaaah!” were his immediate responses to the slap and the shockwave that came ripping right at him. No thanks to Audiophile, he was knocked right off his feet and thrown back. He had enough sense to at least try and break his fall by carrying himself up with his powers, though. It took a lot of straining in that brief moment, but he managed to break it even and just landed softly on his rear.

He took the moment AkaRocket joined the strife to catch his breath and get back to his feet, prioritizing the armored goons over the new annoyance that smacked him in the face. “C’mon…” he started to complain, “Is today with me…” Hiroshi held out his outstretched hands, marking his “weapons” for use. Following that, he turned his arms up, flexing them, and clenched his fists to raise the assorted objects up. “Or against me?!” The four objects distributed themselves in front of Hiroshi and began spinning at a fast speed, the rubber balls on Hiroshi’s left and the yo-yo and frisbee on Hiroshi’s right. ”HAH!”

And finally, he threw his hands out at the remaining four armored goons that were trying to flank them, shooting his spinning weapons straight at their heads. It was no bullet speed, but it was on par with a really fast baseball pitch. Fast enough that it'd be hard to react in time, but not impossible to block altogether.

Evan felt a bit relieved after watching the power armored men narrowly dodging his fireballs. It probably meant they weren't fire resistant after all! Before Evan could capitalize on that thought, he saw a group of four rushing towards the bank. He pointed at the four and called them out.

"Hey! That's not fair! Come back you-"

Midway through his sentence, he was alerted by one of the men's announced attack and instantly turned his head back to the offensive group. Evan saw the shockwave coming as he braced himself for impact, but even so he was still knocked off his feet as he let out a comical cry while he was falling backwards. He managed to stop himself from hitting his head on the pavement by extending out his arms behind him and shot flames out of his hands to counter the momentum enough to land softly on his rear.

This didn't look good, both of the heroes were about to get flanked...but wait...another one has arrived?! And she took one of the henchmen out?! No wait...that was Psycho Spiral... Regardless, this gave Evan an idea on how to deal with the others fairly quickly.

Evan felt rejoiced that reinforcements were showing up, which made him stand back up on his feet and at the same time applauding at Audiophile's spectacular entrance in a comical fashion. The moment he got back up on his feet, he coated the bottom half of his legs in solar energy in preparation for his take off. He had a feeling Psycho Spiral and AkaRocket would be able to hold their own for the time being as his eyes were locked onto the ones rushing for the bank. There was no way he was going to let them do what they want without a fight. After all, the bank is their main goal isn't it?

"Call me if you guys need help! I'll go take care of the ones over there and come back!"

Evan informed them as he ignited his legs, taking flight directly above the four men, managing to get ahead of the group and landed on a ledge just above of the bank entrance. The flames extinguished and the solar energy around his legs faded the moment he landed. He then faced the direction the guys were coming from and took a deep breath.

"Not so fast!"

He exclaimed as he pointed his 'finger guns' at the four men, carefully aiming and shooting a baseball sized fireball at each of their heads. With his precise aim, he was pretty confident that he would be able to delay or stop them in their tracks for the time being. If not, then he had a backup plan to prevent the four from entering the bank if they manage to get close enough to the entry way.

If they get close enough then I can use my firewall to get them all at once...but that will use up more of my energy than these simple fireballs...it's better to shoot them down like this...

@VitaVitaAR@Great Sogeking@Rune_Alchemist

@Lmpkio@Infichi

Ken looked at Kamen. "The plan is to get you outta here. I'm not sure even I can truly beat him. You need to get another hero here. A Class at least." Ken advised. He didn't like putting other people down, but if Kamen stayed here any longer then he was probably going to die. "I can't force you. It's up to you if you run or fight. I won't think of you any differently either way." He added. Ken ran out of the alley and into the open where Terror-Wing could clearly see him. He spread his arms open, as in saying "come at me."
"If you're so powerful, Terror-Wing, then come down here and fight me fair and square. Or are you truly a coward?" He shouted.

The Beach

The white-haired woman looked at her apparent captive, none too impressed. She'd already demonstrated at the start of the battle that her hair was like a metal cable if it had to be and yet the attempt to stop it... was the same thing that had already failed, plus fire. Well, the fire could have been effective--there was certainly burning hair now--if she didn't have the ability to keep growing it. The parts that weren't on fire twisted around Irene, holding her in place, whilst one of the flaming offshoots turned back to light the cigarette Alice had fished from a pocket.

"Non-fatal injuries are an appropriate use of force to stop someone clearly out of their mind," she countered, then looked over at Radical X, "You might want to go back to the beach and see if that's finished yet. I'll call someone to pick this idiot up."

@Xiphonic@deanmachin

@GingerBoi123@Lmpkio

“Tch.” Kamen Usagi reached for his mask as Ken ran out into the alley, “I’ve never been good at running away.” With that, the mask was removed and Usagi was released, “But I am!” Usagi dashed out of there like a bat out of hell. His feet carrying him faster than even he could imagine. He reached for his phone and dialed SUPER… But when the operator answered he was far to embarrassed to talk and hung up.

“Nng…. Come on!” He dialed one more time… “Hello?” And quickly hung up. “Come on Usagi! You can do this! If you don’t he’ll die!” He dialed once more and… “Is this a prank?” Hung up quickly. “Why am I such a coward!!!” He screamed internally, tears rolling down his face. “Wait!”

He stopped, ducking into an alleyway and putting on his mask, dialing SUPER again! “OI! No time to talk! Get your asses down here! Terror-wing is gonna kill the big hand guy!”

That girl... did not look like she was with the power armored bankrobbers. Reika slid back using her hoverskates several a couple of meters, trying to get a good idea of who she was up against. She was using all kinds of gadgets too... Reika took a deep breath. Even if she was an amateur, she was still AkaRocket, so she had to try as hard as she possibly could! ... Even after the newcomer insulted her power armor... she'd worked really hard on it, and it was really tough to make it work! AkaRocket nodded towards the hero with the discs as he went to take on the armored guys heading for the bank.

"... I... I built my own suit!" Reika cried, thrusting a fist out towards the newcomer, "But that doesn't mean it's no good! I'm AkaRocket, and I'm a hero of justice!"

She really, really hoped that sounded impressive. But even if it didn't sound impressive, that didn't mean that she wasn't going to try as hard as she could. Reika was absolutely going to fight, and fight her absolute hardest, because that was just what heroes did! ... And maybe this time she wasn't going to go freaking out and running away...

Meanwhile, the armored men quickly broke formation and spun around, raising their hands. Well, all except for one, who stumbled back, struck in the head by a rubber ball, disoriented. He was a bit too slow, as the others defended, blocking the balls. One rushed forward, aiming a punch right for Psycho Spiral.

The other group, well... one went down from a fireball, senseless but not unconscious. The others stood at the ready, raising their arms to fire off bursts of condensed, forceful air towards Evan.

@GingerBoi123@Infichi


"If you're so powerful, Terror-Wing, then come down here and fight me fair and square. Or are you truly a coward?"

But before Terror-Wing can answer, Kamen had something to say.

“Tch. I’ve never been good at running away...

“But I am!”

And with that, Usagi dashed out of there like a bat out of hell! Terror-Wing once again laughed at this hysterical sight.

"KYAHAHAHAHAHA!" laughs Terror-Wing at Ken, who the former was still perched on the high ground, "Your pathetic colleague has the right idea! As for me, why should I come down when I already have the advantage of this fight? For I am not a coward, but a strategist. For I have both brains AND brawn, while you only have the unfortunate latter!"

And suddenly as he finishes, he fires a long thin strand of hyper-concentrated plasma towards his opponent, which if Ken were to block it with his arms, will soon find that this beam would be slowly making a hole through the metal! He needs to either get out as fast as he could, or stand and hold his ground until he dies or lives long enough to see potential reinforcements arriving on screen...

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Port District

“Whatever! Just wait until my next robot attacks this idiot city, it’ll look amazing while it does it!”

"Heh, it better. It would be kinda pointless to destroy somethin' that already looks like a pile of junk."

Aya got back up onto her feet, looking down directly at the younger boy. Valence was such an easy tease.

“You should be more focused on surviving this!”

The woman watched as the large robot aimed its giant metal arms at her, preparing to shoot. Oh well, at least this robot didn't look as bad as the others.

"You have got to be shitting me!"

The bullets came at, well, an average bullet's speed, but still fast nevertheless. Whipping out a white can from her bag, Aya sprayed at them, freezing the bullets in place and creating a wall of clear ice. Using her fiery red can she melted it away, watching the bullets drop to the surface.


"Damn it… Where'd the little runt go?"

As she continued to glance around, more bullets came flying towards her. Maybe melting the ice wall probably wasn't the smartest idea.

Then again, Aya wasn't the smartest person either.

"I'm sure we'd all do without the crappy hide 'n seek act, Val! Y'know, it'd be easier if you'd just come out already so I can sock your little face in-"

Before she could even finish her sentence, Aya was knocked sideways, falling onto her butt and meeting eye to eye with a… robot girl?

"The hell was that for? Couldn't ya see that I was kinda in the middle of-"

Looking to her left, Aya saw the indentations of the bullets on another one of the large metal crates. Any second late from that life saving tackle and B-Class Ayaka would be no more.

"Holy shit… Uh, sorry 'bout that, you just totally saved my ass and I'm screamin' at you for it…"

Damn it. The awkwardness was just too much to handle. Gently pushing the girl off, Aya scrambled to her feet, a red can in her right and a white one in her left. Sure, going after young Valence would have been a smarter idea, but seeing as this other hero could actually fly, she figured it would be better for her to go after Val rather than the robot.

"All right… How about we add a touch of fire and ice to this crappy paint job?"

Using the ice of her white spray paint can to cross over the crates, Aya eventually arrived near the clump of metal. Standing atop another crate, the woman raised a confused eyebrow.

"So, uh… Is that supposed to be its head or…?"

Once again, the robot began to shoot. Thankfully, Aya was cautious and prepared. She leapt down onto the smaller crates and landed safely onto the ground, letting them block the bullets for her. No more pesky bullets making holes her back anymore.

The hooded lady slipped through a small gap and ran towards the robot at top speed. Aiming her can towards its feet, a shot of ice froze wrapped itself around them, freezing them in position. Her red can was next, sending a spiral of flames towards the stationary robot.

"If I can melt that ice into water then it might fuck up the robot or something…"

@VitaVitaAR
@Poke

@Lmpkio@Infichi

Ken looked at Usagi as ran away with an odd comment. Whatever. Ken had more pressing matters to attend to. He looked up as Terror-Wing spoke down at him again. Ken didn't really like this villain's attitude. Okay, he WAS a demon or whatever, but still, have some respect for the opponent you were fighting. Terror-Wing thought he had him with a straight beam of concentrated energy, however, once again the opponent had underestimated Ken. Of course Ken could dodge! Kinzoku Ken rolled left and barrelled into an alleyway. Ken tore off another chunk of building, and then flung it around the corner, blindly. Throwing the rock in the rough direction of Terror-Wing, Ken dashed to another alley. Due to the technology, the fists didn't weigh him down, so Ken still had the manoeuvrability of him practically without the gloves, although they did weigh a little.

@GingerBoi123


The rock almost hit Terror-Wing by a meter as it crashes into the building beside him. Regardless, this forced him to fly off the emergency fire way as he swoops down from his roost, only to find that Ken ran into another alley. Forgetting about the weakling Kamen completely, he flies on after him, flying over a row of buildings as he approaches the next alley way from above. He roars as soon as he spots Ken and begins a dive bomb, firing several more fireballs until just pulling up at the last possible second. He was not going to stop until his opponent is finally defeated, but he should be careful, or he might be eating metal from an incoming punch...

@GingerBoi123@Lmpkio

Usagi hid himself away, holding his stomach as it writhed in pain. “I can’t… I can’t… I can’t run away.” He looked left and right, he was struggling, he didn’t want to fight but.. He couldn’t run away. He didn’t wan to leave the robot hand guy to die. But how he could stop an A-Rank!? He called SUPER! That was enough wasn’t it!? It had to be! But what if it wasn’t, what if he died before SUPER got there. What could he do?

“Nnnngh….” His hands shifted to his head, gripping his hair. “What can I do! I’m too weak! I’m so weak! What can I do!? What can I do!?” He looked left and right, there wasn’t anything around… There was nothing around… No one was around. He was freaking out, he could feel his heart racing, his stomach turning. Why did he have to do this!? He became a hero to stop bullies, not to fight monsters!

“Nnnnghhhhh!!!! Damn it!!!!” Usagi dashed off towards one of the nearby buildings, putting his mask on over his face. “You better thank me after this!” He growled, grabbing the fullest trashcan he could find and racing his way to the tops of the buildings.

He waited, waited to get behind Terror wing as he was swooping down. “I hope… This helps him a little!” Kamen Usagi thought to himself, Chucking the trashcan at the diving terror-wing. “I’m going to die.”

The Beach

It just so happened to be that accursed word "coincidence" that happened to smack one college student upside of the head when she was going out for a walk on the beach to enjoy her relatively slow day thus far. Her being a hero and this being Ginmura though, all sorts of freaks would crawl out of the woodwork, begging to be squished by the strong iron fist of law enforcement. Such as now, when a crocodilian brute crawled out of the water and was causing havoc on the surroundings, going so far as to fight dirty and capture a young girl in its showdown with a hero. Ordinarily she'd have let the other do-gooder have his villain by himself if he could handle himself, obeying a personal law to only interfere when things couldn't be handled by just one person anymore. The time to act was now it seemed.

Luckily with her being in her civilian clothes, Ran Hoshigane could easily mix within the panicking crowd, looking like any other person in casual wear consisting of a blue-and-white striped top as well as a pair of tan cargo shorts. That said, even out of costume the girl was always prepared for anything, especially after having experienced various evil syndicates try to kidnap her for her abilities. Her sunglasses came to life with various screens and programs only she could view- correlating data such as wind direction, temperature, and humidity. Her seemingly innocuous sports watch opened up a secret hatch from out which poked a wickedly sharp needle.

A press of a button later and the blackened dart stored within was fired off with a slight "fwoosh" sound as it spun and aimed itself at the scaled arm. Inside the chamber of said projectile was a fast acting muscle relaxant drug that was useful for disorienting targets. Frowning, the woman hoped this worked since there was scale armor and much more mass than most targets the dart was intended for. "Note to self, must make different darts for different situation in the future..."

With a triumphant snarl, CrocoKill lunged forward, still clutching the girl in one hand. He slammed Buster Fist to the ground, the girl in its claw sobbing as it did. Fear, the sight of a hero being smashed to the ground... she was terrified and in horror of what she was witnessing. CrocoKill's lips curled back in a wide grin as it pinned Buster Fist to the ground with one foot, knowing the hero could do nothing to it as long as it held the girl.

"Heh, you know... I feel like you could have killed me by now," it growled, clutching the girl tighter. She let out a pained yelp, feeling how tight his grip was. So close to crushing her... "But you won't, as long as I have her, will you?"

The crocodile monster let out guttural laughter.

"Her last moments will be watching me devour your flesh... and then, I'll eat her alive," it continued, grinning wider, showing off its razor sharp fangs. CrocoKill raised one clawed hand, nails gleaming in the sunlight...

... And then the hand gripping the girl slackened, and fell limply to the side. The girl rolled out of its claws, across the sand, bewildered, and still in tears, but unharmed.

"... Wh... what...?"

CrocoKill stared in shock.

And slowly, slowly, began to realize just how doomed it was.

@VitaVitaAR


With Ellis refusing to let him harm the girl, he left himself at the mercy of the massive Crocokill. The man simply closed his eyes and lays motionless in the suit, seemingly as if he was awaiting death to overcome him. He didn't even respond as Crocokill taunted him on how he was going to first eat him and then the girl. The whole situation has become ultimately bleak. Who was going to help him now?

Well someone did, for the hand gripping the girl slackened, and fell limply to the side. The girl rolled out of its claws, across the sand, bewildered, and still in tears, but unharmed.

"... Wh... what...?" CrocoKill stared in shock.

And just like that, as if he was just rejuvenated by that simple mutter, Ellis' eyes spring open! At the same time, his mech became operational once more! This creature was going to pay for the terrorizing of these poor beachgoers, but especially for the little girl. The mech's right hand clenches into a fist as it shakes violently for a few seconds. Then, with a fast and powerful force, it punches Crocokill directly in his face, which would send him flying several meters away towards the beach front. There will be no mercy coming from Buster-Fist!

"Alright mate," he says calmly as he punches his own fists, "Now where were we? Ah yes... time to continue kicking your scaly arse back to the ocean depths where you belong!"

Radical X now done with the fight with the women wielding swords turned his attentions to the situation with the crocodile man. To hi surprise the armored man was on the ground being beaten by the crocodile man as the villain was clutching the little girl. That was until the little girl escaped, he knew he had to act quickly so that the armored hero had a clear shot. He shifted his weight to make himself light and lunged to capture the girl and put some safe distance between her and the crocodile man. He placed her down wiped a tear from her face and said "don't worry everything will be okay that man in the armor has got this" he turned his attention to the fight between the two.

The little girl, trembling, slowing sat up on her knees, and looked over to see what was going on. Just in time to see Buster Fist's... buster fist slam right into CrocoKill's jaw. Shortly afterwards, she was swept off her knees, only able to nod weakly at the other hero's reassurance.

The monster was sent hurtling into the air, spitting those pearly, razor sharp teeth and trailing streams of blood as he did, before hitting the sands with a mighty thud, rolling over once before lying on his belly for a few moments, momentarily senseless. After a pause, he slowly rose, blood dripping from his mouth and onto the sands, one of his arms still flopping uselessly at his side.

"Haah... human," he snarled, looking upwards, his mouth hanging open. The impact of Buster Fist's punch had knocked out or broken several teeth. He looked towards the water, and then his throat swelled as he turned once more to face the hero. It was obvious, really he was planning to launch a blast of water and then retreat.

But a monster, something that in almost every case lived simply to murder humans and could not be contained, did not have the same benefits as a human criminal who could be detained and imprisoned.