"Oh good." Jimmy said, stepping back as he watched everyone do their thing and cope with the situation however they could. The sooner they worked out the reality of the situation the better. He'd already gotten through that this was real and it would be dangerous if the others didn't and ended up doing something stupidly dangerous because of it. Plus, he wasn't the only one who opted for the princess protection assignment. "Better get that out of the system here instead of out there where the dangers are."

He took a moment to think before nodding at himself. "Yep, princess it is." Without another word he moved towards and then into the door.

"Ever hear of inflation?" Mr. Gold gave a deadpan expression when asked why he shouldn't just make more money. He then cleared his throat. "But in all seriousness, money is just more of an easier transaction than... say... taking back your world." He said.

"Wait, what do you mean?" Nicholas asked.

"Do you think it was by chance that your little blue planet was able to give life? Moonchild had no such skill in making a capable universe, let alone a multiverse. I had to give him something to kickstart the creation of Earth. I loaned him that and told him to pay me back. If I don't get paid in money, I'll just simply repossess the Earth." Mr. Gold said.

"Well, why don't you? You seem to be a good dude and all..." Nicholas said.

"Here's the thing... Moonchild sees you all as special little snowflakes... I on the other hand see nothing but good... cheap... labour." Mr. Gold sneered, showing that his teeth was made of gold. He then walked down to Samuel. "I do apologize for Moonchild's rather deceptive means of recruiting you lot. If it helps in any matter, you will be all returned to the moment you hit the send button. It'll be as if you were never gone... Provided things work out well." Mr. Gold said.

"Up until today, all of this was some sort of fiction to me. A video game, a TV show, an anime, a manga, or a book, it didn't matter"

"Yeah... but that's what makes this so cool! Ever wanted to jump into a game you always loved? Or talk with a character who was your favorite? This... This is the ultimate job..." Nicholas said. And then Rin slapped Samuel.

"Ooooh, she's a feisty one!" Mr. Gold said. Nicholas kind of cracked a smile.

"Remind me not to pick a fight with her..." Nicholas muttered. He then looked to the portal. "Well, it's up to you." He said to Sam. Nicholas then jumped into the portal along with some of the others.

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A white portal opened in front of an extravagant castle. Particularly, a white stone bridge. The portal was on the ground and the people who entered were spat out of it, went into the air for a moment before falling onto the ground. As the people began to come out of the portal, they heard a loud shout:

"WAAAASTED!"

"Wait, what?" Nicholas shook his head as he crashed into a tree. Just then, he saw a group of people on horses. One of them was a middle-aged man with a graying hair and beard, along with a golden crown. His wearing of robes immediately pointed Nicholas in the direction that he is the king. Riding next to him was a beautiful woman with long golden hair. Obviously the king's daughter...

Making her...

"Hey!" Nicholas shouted. The king looked up at the tree.

"What the? Who are you? What are you doing up in a tree?" The king said before chuckling.

"Um... Princess Protection Program?" Nicholas said.

"Ooh! Guards! Take him down!" The king said to his men as they went over, climbed up the tree and helped him down.

"Dad, did you seriously hire an escort? Aren't the guards enough?" The woman asked.

"Odette..." The king shushed his daughter before turning to Nicholas, who just got onto the ground. "I'm sorry, but can you keep this whole PPP thing hush hush? I don't want the princess to panic..." He asked.

"Um... Sure?" He whispered back. He then turned his head to see if anyone else was coming. "Erm... I didn't come alone. Is that okay?" He asked.

"Sure... Just escort us to our kingdom and we'll reward you there." He whispered back. Nicholas nodded.

Ozzy just sort of stood back while all of this happened. It was much better to just go with the flow than to just take the lead herself. It's easier that way. If you don't have to force yourself too hard, you won't have to worry about the blow back in the end.

"Let's go," Ozzy nodded and leaped straight into the portal in preparation for the adventure that awaited.
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The first thing heard was a loud shout.

"WAAAASTED!"

Ozzy placed hands over her ears. The voice still danced around in her head before dying down. The next thing she sees is an armored fellow who seemed to be the king.

"I can't really see with this," she pulled the black eye-patch from her face so she could actually see. "Hello, my name is Ozzy. It's nice to meet you," the pale-faced girl bowed. Best to show courtesy to the people that you're going to be taking care of.

Samuel pondered the Golden Man's words. Particularly the part about being returned to the moment he pressed "Send." Assuming, of course, he did these jobs to Goldie's specifications. He stroked his chin, noting the lack of beard, yet another reminder of his transformation. He rolled his eyes. This is going to take some getting used to...

Just then, as he was considering these things, he felt a slight impact on the back of the head, as of someone hitting him with a pillow. He turned to see one of the girls he'd seen milling about glaring at him, who then proceeded to dress him down- or rather, attempt to- about his attitude being unbecoming of a... "hero of justice?" Did he hear that right? And did she hear Ye Olde Golden Sir correctly? There was nothing just about what they were doing here- how they'd gotten here, what they were assigned to do, none of it. To suggest otherwise was idiotic in the extreme. Before he could illuminate the girl about such things, however, she grabbed one of the jobs on the board that had been indicated to them, and leaped into a portal without a second thought.

Samuel rolled his eyes. Fuckin' weeaboos. He turned back to Goldilocks, looking resigned.

"...Okay. If you can assure me that I will indeed go back to the moment before all of this started- assure me that my fiance is not going to have a panic attack when he gets home and I've vanished without a trace- then I have all the reason in the world to do what you need, to the best of my ability, even if I don't like it all. So... I guess we have a deal, Mr. Gold, or whatever you prefer."

With that, he about-faced from the god, looking at the job board, musing about which one would be best for him to take.

Hmm. So the idea is to make money to pay of Silver Hippie's debt. Logically, I should take jobs that pay the most money. He looked at whichever job paid the most, then cringed lightly. Assassination? That's not my scene. I don't even know who this Weselton guy is, much less why anyone would want him dead. No thanks. Princess Protection Program might be worthwhile, depending on what's in the treasury, but Little Miss Hero just went there.

Eh. I'll suck it up. If I'm too picky, I'll never make it home. And that would suck. Princess Protection Program it is. He grabbed the job sheet, which then opened up into a portal. He took a deep breath, then walked into the portal...
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...and was spat out into the air, then dropped unceremoniously down onto his face for the second time that day.

Christ, why always the face!? He got up, brushing himself off, before being deafened by an unnaturally loud shout of:

"WAAAASTED!"

The lungs on that woman! Whoever she was- he'd hate having her for an employer. Or much else, besides. Though... this was all starting to seem... very familiar. He turned at the sound of horse hooves, and walked over to the riders, along with the others who'd come along on this little escapade. He waited for the others to introduce themselves, then inclined his head toward the supposed royalty they were meant to be defending. Protecting. Whatever.

"My name is Samuel. Pleasure to meet you all."

Kamen Rider Knight? Rachel thought about what Nicholas said for a few moments, then it clicked. Suddenly, his earlier explanation made a lot more sense.

She couldn't help but smile a bit at Rin's comments. The blonde was...certainly enthusiastic about their unusual situation and she couldn't really blame her. Being given superpowers to undertake heroic quests in another world wasn't exactly something that happened in most people's lives. Sure, the work was ultimately to pay off some guy's debt, but that didn't change the fact that they were going to be fighting bandits, evil sorcerers and whatever else showed up down the line to help innocent people.

As the rest of the group made their way through the portal, Rachel knelt down to gather her new belongings. In the process of fumbling around with them and trying to find a comfortable way to hold them, the Driver and Burgermeal seemed to vanish all together, having accidentally ended up in whatever behind-the-back hammerspace most Kamen Riders seemed to store their gear in when it wasn't needed.

After reaching behind her back and confirming that she hadn't just dropped things on the ground, Rachel made her way through the portal.

Going through the portal wasn't what he expected. He wasn't sure what he expected, but a sudden change of perspective wasn't it. Maybe a swirling vortex or a bit of thrashing lightning seemed like it would've been more appropriate. "Well that was fun." He crouched down on the ground to take stock of everything. Their being only his zanpakto in the inventory list made it a quick check. "Well, everything's here."

"WAAASTED!"

Instinctively Jimmy reached for the handle of his blade. "What was that." He looked around and noticed the group wasn't alone. "HI? How? Uhm. We come in peace?"

"Pleasure to meet all of you." The king smiled. It seemed like he got a really good service with this Princess Protection Program.

"So... Uh... What was with that 'wasted' thing?" Nicholas presumed that either the kingdom had GTA Online or pot brownies.

"Oh..." The king sighed.

"Dad, please can we not talk about this to the escort?" Odette asked. Nicholas held up his hand.

"I-it's okay. I could guess..." Nicholas looked to the castle. "Negotiations didn't go well?" He asked.

"... You could say that, yes..." The king said. Nicholas glanced over... Something wasn't right... There seems to be more than meets the eye with this situation.

And yet, he can't help but find it familiar...