[IC] I Am a Superhero! - Watashi wa sūpāhīrōdesu! - 私はスーパーヒーローです！(Anime Superhero RP)

[Boomrocker]

School Quadrangle

There was someone with a gun on school grounds.

The incoherent screams cascaded from one tiny schoolkid to the next as they returned to the quadrangle after the havoc the pterodactyl man had wrought. Initial D was very popular and the sight of the car from the anime would normally be calming, but some crazy one-eyed schoolgirl had just pulled a gat on a man. Whenever people pulled guns in schools, bad things happened, as every person around the world knew judging from the stories to come out of America, year in and year out. The screams were deafening. This was a very, very serious crime.

Teachers ran out of their classrooms, bystanders stood at the ruined gates, and all around, cell phones came out of bags and pockets and started dialing emergency numbers. The assumption was made. This crazy Japanese schoolgirl wielding an Israeli-made weapon was a terrorist, and had to be taken out as soon as possible.

Steven Diggs

"AY MAN WHAT THE FUCK?!" Steven Diggs called out over the ear-piercing screams. "What the FUCK you tryin' t'do wit' dat? Y'aint goin' shoot up a school like some crazy mawfugga are ya?!" He couldn't believe it! Who the hell pulls a gun in a school? Does nobody watch Real American news? And in Japan! An Uzi! When he'd tried to get a gun he'd been met with 'No no sorry sorry'. How the hell did this crazy slanty-eye get one?

"Put th'gun down, mawfugga! You likely got pow-lice, an' army, an' special forces an' the Japanese Nip Nong Samurai Brigade comin'ere now t'bust yo ass!" Steve implored, sounding half angry and half worried. "So jus'... jus' put it down, y'dig?!"

[Professor_Wyvern]

Neo Tokyo Exchange Ruins

The Yakuza still had much to do to help out in this crisis; but even so they continued to show themselves as a proper pillar of the community. When the chips were down, the people of Japan could count upon all the families of Yakuza to help them out. Hachirou continued to dig through the rubble from the Exchange, searching for other potential civilians caught in the wreckage.

Though while this task was the most important, in the back of his mind he swore he forgot something earlier today. The thought would come back again, besides he had more important things going down at the Exchange. After all, this wreckage wasn't going to clean up itself and those people stuck weren't going to move out on their own.

Destrades High

At Destrades High front courtyard, there was a small scuffle going on. It was nothing serious, just a beating of a male student who was a fairly trusted stooge of Destrades' Third-Year Banchō. The boy was currently in the fetal position, and while prone in this state he received a swift kick to the stomach from a girl. She was from a different batch of delinquents than Destrades own, as noted from the beating of a trusted goon of Destrades. Currently he was surrounded by three girls, but there was a forth who was underneath a nearby tree.

In the pack of three, there was the Kogyaru on the right, in the middle there was a shorter girl with bubblegum pink dyed hair in a pixie cut, and on the left there was a girl with a mohawk and several ear-piercings studded into her ears. All three were wearing standard issue school uniforms with skirts that were slightly increased in length.

As for the fourth, she was busy staring at a cell-phone in a pink case, that had some Hello Kitty trinkets dangling from the bottom of it. She was dressed in a modified school uniform with a shortened pleaded skirt that had noticeable red threads running down it. And noticeably, the skirt had a large tear on the left side. On her left side she was wearing a book satchel around her shoulder. And her hair extended down her back, with the right side of her hair being her natural hair color of black, while the left side of her hair was dark red. This was Kurokawa Suzume, the Sukeban who was leading this operation against Destrades. She was busy intently staring at the cellphone screen which showed the name 'Huggy-chiro'. There were no new messages from this contact. Gritting her teeth, Suzume's right eye began twitching a bit.

"DAMMIT!" Suzume howled out. She gripped the phone with both of her hands as she stared at it with a furious intent. "You said you'd bring the repaired skirt in the morning, and that you'd call before I head out! But DID you bring it!? HUH!? HUH!?" Her eyebrows furrowed as she gripped on the phone harder with her left hand.

Upon these declarations, the girls on both the right and the left began shivering in fear. The wobbliness quickly moved down to their legs as they continued to shake. The one in the middle raised her eyebrow inquisitively as she swung her leg to smack the boy in the forearm. "What's upsetting the boss?"

Blowing a bright pink bubble-gum, the artificially tanned girl with platinum blonde hair stared back at her partner. "Like, it is probably 'BF' issues. ...Again." The girl on the left glanced at the one in the middle, "It's NEVER good for anyone immediately near her. She ge-"

"MOVE IT!" Suzume barked out at the top of her lungs, while glaring at her crew of delinquents. Immediately they stepped out of the way, not wanting to be the target of the rampage of their boss. Suzume tossed the phone in her book-satchel as she was rummaging through it with her right hand. As that was going on she was stomping towards the poor sod who motioning to get up. Quickly she pulled out one of the many yo-yos she had. This particular one she flung at his head, was a bright pink. "Oh no you don't!" Suzume spoke out. With a PANG from the yo-yo, the boy went back down.

"Mad" The girl with the mohawk finished up.

As she approached the boy she wasted no time in stomping down upon his chest. "You said that it'd be no problem doing these things! You SAID, it would be no trouble at all and that you weren't busy today! ...You aren't getting away with this. After about five more stomping strikes, Suzume spun around and headed back towards the tree. She returned the yo-yo back to her satchel as she pulled out her phone. Darting her head to look back at her cronies she spoke frantically, "Get back to it! I've got a call to make. Once it's done, we're moving back out."

Neo Tokyo Exchange Ruins

As Hachirou was busy moving through chunks of stone, there came a distinctive ring from his right suit-pocket. Perhaps he was getting a call from another section of the Family to note about when they were going to show up? Hachirou quickly reached into his phone as he noticed the caller identification.

Snuggume. Hachirou's pupils dilated as he came to the dawning recognition. He totally forgot about the things he needed to do for his girlfriend. The young professional quickly looked side to side, as he skittered in a sideways motion away from where his other brothers were working in helping out in the wreckage. He moved to the phone to his ear, and as the sweat was dripping down his brow he answered it.

"Heeeey..." Hachirou responded, dreading the responses that were sure to come from answering this call.

[clanjos]

Video Star, Offices of the Lord of Bloodsport

"...I understand that, but- look, it was supposed to hit the ocean. Well is it my fucking fault the dumbasses really DIDN'T correct for gravity? ...I can't 'let your guys at them.' Well, because it's against company policy. Look, I'll leave them in the deep fryer for a couple of hours, that work?"

A grey knocked nervously at the door, adjusting its headset and taking Spandez's empty thermos of cofee.

"Mr. Spandez, there's a man here to see you. Says he's the rightful owner of the planet."

Facepalming, Spandez took the box of cigars from inside his desk and placed it next to his nameplate.

"Oh, fan-fucking-tastic. Send him in. I- Yes, they have a pretty face, but- Yeah. Yeah, we've got some meathooks. It'll be taken care of, Saejima, don't you worry. I forgot an honorific? What the flying fuck is an honorific?"

Doing his best to maintain his composure, he stretched and put on his trademark smile as Super Cosmos was shown in.

"Look, I'll have some Newdurs down there in a flash, they do set building for the show all the time. Yeah. No, no charge, this is our way of trying to make amends. What're your culture's funerary traditions? ...Yeah. Yeah, we'll foot the cost. This is the least we can do to make up for those colossal fuckups. Talk to you later."

Hanging up the pink cell phone pterrordactyl had stolen from one of the children, Spandez motioned to the soft leather chair on the opposite side.

"Please, come in! You'll have to excuse me, I was trying to calm down the natives. They think we're invading in force. Ah, they wish, it might liven the place up a bit. Oh, and help yourself to some of those fine Rigelian cigars. What can I help you with today?"

[HumbleServant]

Yukoshi and Sakura
Quadrangle confrontation

Yukoshi, Friend or Foe!?

Yukoshi knelt down and with her impressive lower body strength she leapt into the air landing elegantly in front of Sakura. A little unlady like thanks to the breeze blowing her skirt and showing her blue bra and panties, but she ignored it. Standing up she flipped her long pink hair and sighed; more than annoyed with this knuckle head of a man. 'All bronze no brain I suppose.' Yukoshi thought while Slowly opening her eyes.

"Oy!.....you gonna just stand their and beg? If your done I'll attack now." So calmly the words left her mouth as if she wasn't about to go blow for blow with this man; as if one of them weren't going to be badly injured. 'If he thinks for one second he's going to calm Sakura'Chan down before I see her collect another body with her sword or amazing reaper he's surly wrong!'

Biting into her wrist she drained some blood, the crimson liquid colored her palm and dripped onto the concrete steaming like lava. Extending her bloodied hand she swiped it to the side; blood floated above her chest bubbling and letting out black steam.

"Form! Tashi!" Yukoshi screamed, immediately her blood began to shape a long thin line sharpening at the tip. A handle grew out the other end and in the blink of eye she snatched the sword out the air. Yukoshi's wrist emanated a green color; her flesh binding together like crossed fingers until it finally healed. Satisfied she snickered and swung her blade up cutting the air so sharp you could hear it.

'SWOOSH!'
"Cute but dumb, you should have listened to Sakura's warning." With both her arms behind her she ran with cat like speed; mid stride her right foot caught the ground and she chuckled menacingly. With that same leg she propelled herself head first into the sky. "I on the other hand, shall not be so lenient!." She could feel the sun beams on her flesh, the breeze blowing through her hair and tickling her ears. "As they say what goe's up must come down!." Yukoshi's legs bent at the knee, her blue undergarments showing themselves so disgracefully. Some would say a lucky day to be outside, but as she positioned her Tashi in her hand her intentions were clear. Upset Sakura enough to snap, or kill the fool who annoyed her. Either way the blood of imbeciles needed to paint these streets of Neo Tokyo; it mattered not if it was by her hand or Sakura's.

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Sakura, The Unruly Hero?

Before she could even make a smart remark her only friend Yukoshi leapt into action; literally. 'There is no calming her once she's excited. Well I'm not just gonna let her take all the credit!' Once Yukoshi launched into the air Sakura giggled in amazement at her friends raw strength, right after Sakura bolted towards the male as well. 'He was right about something, their were to many innocent bystanders to use my gun.' Swiftly she placed her gun down; knowing that even if someone where to pick it up unless they had her finger they couldn't use it. As Yukoshi's shadow consumed the man with the tooled weapon, Sakura dropped on one leg and swung her other leg at his feet in aims to trip him.

"Gotcha!"

[Crimmy]

Sonoda Yuka - Metallica Weapon

The robotic entity was relentless in its pursuit of Metallica Weapon, its thrusters blaring as it chased after her. She could, through the myriad vibrations travelling through the atmosphere, feel the pressure weighing down upon the earth, allowing her pursuer to defy the magnificent forces of gravity to stay aloft. Truly advanced technology, beyond much of what she herself had experienced in the past. Even so, however, her goals had been firmly set in stone, and she held no intention of attempting to engage with the entity unless it proved actively hostile.

>>It would be a true injustice if I were to combat this robotic being while the evils of Cerebral Intelligentsia continue to roam free upon this innocent city. Protection of the masses is tantamount to my operative, and I perceive no need in addressing the issue of this pursuer of mine for now; let him embrace the heavens above, for the earth shall be where I fulfil my duties to justice.

Her legs moved faster. The strides grew in power and intensity.

She was running like the wind her powers gave her control over.

The school grounds were growing smaller and smaller.

It took one action. One push. Feet crackled against the concrete. Metallica Weapon's body was propelled upwards.

The fence had been jumped.

[Earnest Evans]

Tokyo Stock Exchange Ruins

A dishevelled-looking man in a ruined three-piece suit cowered under a temporarily-secure area underneath a toppled girder. His safe zone creaked and groaned ominously, and it was likely that it would not be safe for long.

Suddenly, a tattooed arm broke out from under his hiding location, and grabbed hold of the man! Before he could react, both him and the arm disappeared! Just in time, the girder collapsed, rendering anything that would have been in there destroyed!

Outside, surrounded by a ring of firetrucks and ambulances, Kenji and the dishevelled-looking man reappeared. Moving with trained but careful determination, a team of paramedics brought the man over to a bright-blue tent, for support and medical care.

Kenji dusted himself off, and attempted to regain his breath. Rescuing survivors was a nerve-wracking job, but someone had to do it. He always needed some time to work the ringing out of his ears after teleporting right into danger.

The police radio near the refugee tent was placed caught Kenji's attention.

"All special units to Bright Elementary School, we have confirmed reports of two armed terrorists, one with an automatic weapon and one with a large sword. The terrorist's current location is in the quandrangle, all units be aware that there is a civilian in danger right now. Please report immediately!"

Terrorists shooting up a school?! First the stock exchange, and now this?! This shit would not stand! I gotta get out of here and deal with this shitheads, but-- can I disobey Saejima's orders?

Wringing his hands nervously, Kenji paced around the outside of the Tokyo Stock Exchange, looking for a brother who was not busy with the relief efforts. To his own relief, Kenji found Hachirou busy with a phone call. His voice tinged with agonizing anticipation, Kenji caught Hachirou's attention.

"There's a bunch of fucking terrorists shooting up a school! We gotta get out there and take 'em down before they kill any kids! Listen, I need you to come with me and act as a character witness. If Saejima-san thinks I'm going off drinking on the job again, it'll be my dick they cut off this time!"

[Professor_Wyvern]

Tokyo Stock Exchange Ruins

"Well dear I-" Hachirou was continuing to the phone as he had his attention caught by older brother Kenji. Hachirou's eyes widened a bit, he was not looking forward to the conversation that was going to come. Hachirou just had to talk to his girlfriend when others were in danger and he needed to continue to work.

And that's when something else serious came up. Hachirou spoke in a frantic and hushed whisper, "Gottago!" With that he quickly hung up the phone and placed it in his jacket pocket. He gave a deep nod to Kenji, "Right! There is no way we can let'em harm those kids!"

[Boomrocker]

Steven Diggs

Steve looked up and saw underwear. He would have been confused, but this was Japan. She was simply displaying it in the interest of having buyers for it later. Two hands closed around the haft of the pipe wrench, ready to bat this poor underwear saleslady out of the sky when...

WHACK!

The eyepatch girl's legs slammed into Steve's, who had NOT seen that coming at all. He was looking at the sky, into the sun! How could he? He hit the ground with a painful crunch, head slamming against the tarmac and rendering him delirious almost immediately.

"Did anyone get th'number... o' that BITCH," he managed to drone out in complete non sequitor before he fell unconscious.

And then the cops showed up.

School Quadrangle

Sirens, hundreds of them, flooded the air around the school as the Neo-Tokyo Police Force showed up en masse. Stomp stomp stomp was the sound of hundreds of boots hitting the ground as a veritable army of boys in blue responded to the threat of terrorists. And none too soon! The two terrorists had attacked a mechanic, attempting to kill him in cold blood! One of them had a left a GUN on the floor for any innocent child to pick up and fire! The amount of laws broken in this single incident mandated lengthy prison sentences!

The stricken mechanic, girl with katana and eyepatch girl were rapidly surrounded by a team of heavily armed and armored riot police. One of them scooped up the Uzi left on the ground, ensuring a wandering child would not get curious. He would later receive a medal for bravery. Children and teachers sighed a sigh of relief as law enforcement had arrived to save them.

From a megaphone in the army of police, and from every speaker in the school, boomed one statement.

"PUT DOWN THE SWORDS AND THE GUNS! YOU ARE UNDER ARREST FOR TERRORISM, ASSAULT, ATTEMPTED MURDER, POSSESSION OF UNLICENSED AND PROHIBITED FIREARMS, POSSESSION OF UNLICENSED AND PROHIBITED BLADES, AND POSSESSION OF UNLICENSED AND PROHIBITED AMMUNITION!"

[HumbleServant]

Sakura and Yukoshi Elementary School- Quadrangle

Sakura, The Unruly Hero

She watched as the officers yelled orders, and took her weapon. "Fuck off!"

Thump!

Yukoshi landed onto of the man they were fighting; standing Yukoshi gripped the unconscious man's shirt and dangled his limp body in her hand. Reaching onto her back Sakura grabbed her sword and ran in the peace officer's direction. A gust of wind from her stride nearly blew Yukoshi off her feet.

"Fucking idiots!" Sakura yelled, elegantly she dodged the bullets being fired at her. The officer that took her weapon was who she really wanted, finding him she tripped and sliced the opponents in her way. Sakura's arm extended with open fingers and clenched the throat of the officer who took her gun. Tossing his body backwards she bent down and leaned back onto her left leg; her right leg's foot connected with the officers chin sending him hurling into other officers. All of this occurred within seconds, grabbing her Uzi she tucked it into her skirts waistband and continued to squash the police and soldiers among her.

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Yukoshi lifted the unconscious man up to her face. 'Stupid little man.' She teases blushing. 'I'll have fun playing with you.' Yukoshi giggled eyeing his sleep like face.

"Sakura'Chan hurry with killing them." She rushed, impatient and antsy. "I wanna play with him before he wakes up." Sakura's hand with sword inside swung low taking off two pairs of legs at once. She was blowing threw their body's like paper; and still she wasn't using all her strength or powers. Blood and limbs flying in every direction; just like Yukoshi liked it.

[Boomrocker]

Neo-Tokyo Police Department Crack Response Unit

The hand of the eyepatched girl wrapped around the horrified police officer and his face was an expression of pure fear as his body was thrown like a ragdoll. The kick to his chin resulted in a sickening crack as the officer's neck broke and he hit the ground in a lifeless heap. Though a dozen other officers had been brutally murdered in the previous two seconds, all of the man's comrades had their eyes on this moment as the girl cruelly snuffed out a life simply to get another instrument of murder. They were, beyond any reasonable doubt, horrified.

The quiet words of "Onii-san?" punctuated the air before every single armed and armored police officer with a clear shot finally opened fire on Yukoshi and Sakura. With trained law enforcement precision, the officers' automatic weapons spewed a pure hail of unadulterated lead. The time for giving the girls the benefit of the doubt was now over. Their enemies were cop killers, pure and simple, and honour demanded that the comrades of the fallen earned their vengeance. They would apprehend, or they would avenge. Life in prison was now looking like a reasonable sentencing, if the girls made it that far.

Their main target was Sakura, as many of them could not line up a shot on Yukoshi without hitting the unconscious civilian she was manhandling. But this was Japan. The well-being of the group came before the well-being of the individual. Thankfully, they weren't dealing with the typical flying brick sort of supers here, just regular old psychopaths with weapons. At such close range, there was no way they could miss.

Even the sudden cracking of high powered automatic weapons didn't manage to drown out the cries coming from members of the Response Unit as they fought against the two sociopaths.

"My legs! My legs!"

"Harada-sama! He was two days from retirement!"

"It's just two psychopathic kids! We can't bring dishonor by failing to apprehend!"

"You motherfuckers! You killed my brother!"

"We are under attack repeat we are under attack! Call in the army! Call the Rangers! CALL EVERYONE!"

"THE POWER OF MY ANCESTORS AIDS ME IN DEFE..." this one was cut off as the speaker was abruptly... silenced.

[Earnest Evans]

Tokyo Stock Exchange Ruins

Kenji pumped his fist energetically. Saejima-sensei would forgive Kenji and Hachirou if they were saving the good people of Japan from foreign invaders, right? Right!

"I know where the school these scumfucks are attacking is-- I walked near it damn near every day I worked at that ramen shop! C'mon, I'll take us to the front gates!"

Kenji wrapped his arms around Hachirou, and the two of them were gone.

Bright Elementary School Main Gate

The situation was rapidly spiraling out of control. These two miserable terrorists had long ago squandered their chance to surrender, and were now desperately fighting a war of attrition against the entirety of Japan's supply of cops, soldiers, and superheroes. It was clear that, whatever happened to them, it would end messily.

Hachirou and Kenji appeared rather suddenly, twenty yards away from the school's front gate, next to the fence. After getting his bearings, Kenji peeked through the school's fence at the scene unfolding ahead of him.

Sweating bullets and furrowing his brow, Kenji untangled himself from Hachirou, and very nearly screamed into his ear.
"Those fucking murderers! Look at them!"

Kenji drove his fist into the fence, drawing blood from his own knuckles.
"Alright, the big guys'll have this situation under control. What we gotta do is get the kids to safety! I'll teleport us both across the quadrangle, and we'll lead 'em out while those two psychos get themselves killed. You with me?"

[Lmpkio]

Tomoyuki Harushima

Yet the metallic person does not halt to Tomo's warning and only begins to run faster. Tomo thinks that it's trying to get away from him to do some criminal action. Already as he continues pursuit, the person had already jumped the fence of the school grounds and is on its way towards the heart of the city. Tomo can't allow that person to go any further.

"Fine." he says, "I'm afraid I'll have to take you down!"

Tomo then fires several palm blasters from his hand as he attempts to take the person down.

@Crimmy

[Professor_Wyvern]

Neo Tokyo Exchange Ruins

As Kenji gave that spirited fist-pump, Hachirou couldn't help but give a thumbs up and a grin. After all, they were Yakuza and had to help protect all of Japan! They'd be in and out for a quick and good cause. Saejima-sama surely would forgive this departure to stop merciless terrorists who would strike a school of all places.

"All right!" And with that said, Kenji's arms were placed upon him.

Bright Elementary School Main Gate

Hachirou knew that terrorists were endangering the people of Japan, but he did not realize the extent of it. These psychopaths didn't even seem human, because he swore he saw a dismembered limb. Just a single arm torn from a poor officer, with the sleeve from uniform still somewhat in-tact. One thing was for certain though, this was not going to have a pretty end.

Looking on in shock, Hachirou grimaced while his pupils dilated. A series of tremors shot through his hands, as the grimace changed into a scowl. The man gritted his teeth, and shortly after that his associate Kenji made a rather loud declaration in his ear, followed by the punch and the plan.

Hachirou turned to Kenji and gave a nod. "Let's do it."

[Zobozun]

STOPMAN III

Souta didn't have time for this. He'd fucked up bad. Gotten angry. Now this place was gonna burn down and there wasn't anything he could do to stop it. He didn't know what the guy said, but at a guess the condition was that Prancing Jerk got to escape.

Souta shoved Tough Love and Jack off of himself before hauling the dazed Jack to his feet.

"ALRIGHT, BUDDY!", Souta shouted, "YOU WANT OUTTA HERE!? HOW'S ABOUT I GIVE YOU A HAND?"

With a mighty heave, Souta flung Jack out one of the back windows, glassing up the slimy little cheat's face and probably giving him a minor concussion from the impact. The conditions of the game (Someone must escape out the back alone) having been fulfilled, the flames died down, the inexplicable exploding barrels ceased to combust, and the ceiling miraculously un-collapsed itself. The civilians, once they had gotten over their initial panic, simply found the fire exit and made it to safety easily. The clerk dialed fire and medical services while the manager wiped the blood and bits of tooth off his brass knuckles, an oddly satisfied smile plastered across his face. Presumably, Tough Love would have no trouble escaping the building. Only one loose end remaining, then.

"Congrats, buddy.", Souta said as he strolled out of the diner and pressed his heel into Jack's back, "Looks like you won whatever dumb game we were playing. Now, I feel like we went a little too far with beating you up earlier, so how about I give you a little bonus? I'm thinking charges of arson, theft, unsanctioned use of mental control, unlawful use of powers, and attempted homicide. Sound good to you?"

[IncredibleBee]

The forest was still, serene, giving off an air of hope in a world. It was as if the verdant plants were a metaphor for life itself. A lone deer came into view, gently sniffing the air as it stalked for grasses to eat.

"I GOT YOU NOW YOU SON OF A BITCH." A two-hundred pound man fell directly on top of the beast, pinning it in an armlock, pressing its face against the ground. The deer's limbs thrashed wildly, trying to buck Game Warden off before he pressed it back into the ground. Pulling out a length of rope, he hog tied the animal before kicking it in the stomach.

"You thought I couldn't track some punk out in the forest? I spent three years fighting off the cartels in South America. Another two hunting men down in the Congo. Your forests here ain't nothing but a thing." he said, squatting by its head, looking the deer in the eye. Holding its head in place with one thick hand wrapped around the antler, he pulled out a large knife.
"Now talk, or I get mad." he said. The deer gave a terrified whinny in response. Game Warden punched the deer in its face.
"TALK. WHAT'S YOUR PLAN FOR TOKYO?" he shouted. The deer gave another whinny, flailing its body.

"I see. You didn't know anything, did you? Well you're gonna send them a message. You're gonna tell them I'm coming." he said, taping the oversized knife to the deer's muzzle. Next, he pulled out a large syringe of PCP, injecting it into the deer's neck before letting it go. Hopped up on the worst trip of its life, the deer frantically scrambled into the woods. Where the other deer lived. Cracking his neck, Game Warden felt the warm satisfaction in the knowledge that it would soon become a threat to its own kind.

Justice had been served.

[Crimmy]

Metallica Weapon - Sonoda Yuka

An attack!

>>The warmth and glow of those orbs of power ... the ionization of the gases within this atmosphere ... it is truly evident that this automaton has harnessed the energies of plasma for its own gain! An astounding capability, especially if taking into account the power required to maintain such an attack ... but no matter! It is an attack that I must avoid at all costs.

She stopped, feet digging into the earth. Metallica Weapon seemed frozen in time, the armoured warrior standing resolute upon the concrete street path outside of the school fence. The plasma bolts closed in. Her armour glinted in the sunlight. What was she planning? What was the motive behind this strange course of action? Was it not her goal to avoid being struck by the blasts? What did she have up her sleeve?

Her body moved.

Metallica Weapon swung her leg around, kicking the plasma blasts back up into the sky.

>>Damage from the blasts would induce greater burdens upon the taxpayers if they were to strike the earth!

She did not wish for that.

[HumbleServant]

Sakura and Yukoshi Elementary School Quadrangle Confrontation.

Yukoshi Friend or Foe!?

Yukoshi slung the unconscious man over her shoulder. She had a front row seat of the action taking place, Yukoshi peered in on the officer Sakura had killed with a single kick. 'Truly amazing.' The hurt and pain could be felt; that police officer had meant something to some of the others, that was evident when other began stepping up to Sakura. Her first instinct was to flee; Scorned humans with a strong feeling of revenge will almost do anything. And with the odds against them they weren't going to make it out of there alive or free. A feeling in which Yukoshi had never felt took over her; fear she felt like a coward for fearing simple normal humans. 'With their vast number of loaded guns...we stand no chance, I have to warn her.'

"Sakura'chan!...." Her sentence cut short, as she watched the officers open fire. Bullets let off piercing holes through everything near by, they ricocheted off the ground causing further damage not only to sakura, but to Yukoshi as well as some police officers.

Sakura's stomach, legs, arms, and chest bled severly. From the impact of the bullets her body twirled around to face Yukoshi; still she'd been standing. A ricocheted bullet bounced off the concrete and sliced her eye patch clean off exposing her white eye with streaks of red. Her arm extended to Yukoshi who could only stand their in total denial. She too had been struck in her upper left collar and her left arm. Finally Sakura's body fell with a thud as her knees hit the ground first.

"Sakura'chan?" Yukoshi called hoping she'd just been playing around. There was no reply not even the slightest of movements. Stepping forth the rocks and ammo shells crunched and rolled under her feet. "Sakura...chan?" Once close enough to look but not be captured her eyes widened and tears streamed out of them. 'It can't be!....she's not!....' Watching as the only person Yukoshi ever cared about laid lifeless; created a knew hatred and pain inside her. Balling a fist her flesh began to twist sounding like rubber in her hands. "YOU...." Yukoshi screamed but stopped realizing the same animosity she felt Sakura had also felt. "All you humans want to do is kill, in slave, kill, in slave!!" Not once do you think about how the other person feels! You greedy basterds!" Shaking her head she took a deep breath. "Listen well! This won't be the last time you see me! But the next time I'll be the last thing you EVER see!" Yukoshi's fist glew a green color her wounds began healing. Her eyes closed and she mumbled a few incantations second later the blood seeping from dead officers, on the ground and Sakura's wounds floated above them all; separating into tiny little dots. "This is what I give to you now!" Her balled fist moved from her side to above her head. "Blood shall cover the land!" Her fist opened and the blood that was once above began pouring onto everyone there; getting in eyes, mouths, ears, hair. It stained everything allowing none to go clean. While it blinded some Yukoshi crafted a shield of blood big enough to shield them from further gun shots. The blood rain was enough to distract and hinder a good amount of officers as she grabbed Sakura's body and tossed it over her shoulder.

Yukoshi leapt into the air out of the way of the blood rain; holding both the unconscious man on one shoulder and wounded Sakura on the other. "Now die!" The rain that had still been pouring down turned to sharp needles piercing the flesh of those below it. 'It wont kill the lot of them, but it will give me enough time to escape and find shelter.' Yukoshi thought biting her lower bloodied lip.

"I'm sorry Sakura'chan." She held back to urge to cry again and the blood trying to drip into her eyes. The hand holding her emitted the same green healing powers as she pulled the bullets out of her friends flesh and closed the wounds all while jumping from rooftop to rooftop away.

[Earnest Evans]

Bright Elementary School

The storm of bloody droplets rang out across the quadrangle, going wide and covering a large amount of area with a miniscule amount of paradoxically-sharp droplets of blood. As it turns out, it takes a lot more than a few dozen liters of liquid to cover the span of a city block in precipitation. The end result was a short, sharp shower of needles scattered across a mostly-uninhabited expanse of concrete. A number of hits were scored, to some effect.

One of the officers suffered an extremely-painful injury from a droplet falling through his shoulder. A cop car's chassis and front seat was imperceptibly damaged, and would annoy the driver for weeks to come. Far off on the other end of the quadrangle, an eleven-year-old child was skewered from crown to groin by a droplet, and immediately went into shock, to the horror of her classmates.

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Thoroughly nonplussed, Kenji watched as Yukoshi fled the area. Hundreds of witnesses, from policemen to students to SDF soldiers, had seen what she did, what she looks like, and what direction she was headed towards. Now that they had several confirmed murders instead of a number of assaults on police officers, they had all the justification needed to assault Yukoshi and her extreme burden. How they would respond was currently unknown, but one thing was certain: it would not be pleasant for anybody.

The police, apparently occupied by the sight of this unbelievable murderer attempting to make an escape, rushed into their cars and started them up. Sirens blaring and engines roaring, the police were off on hot pursuit, leaving only six officers, a firetruck, and two ambulances hastily offloading stretchers and paramedics.

When the sound of the stricken eleven-year-old reached Kenji, he reacted quickly. He gripped Hachirou by the shoulder, and teleported into the of the quadrangle. Taking care not to step on the dessicated corpses of the innocent police officers Yukoshi and her cohort had so blithely murdered, he took his hand off Hachirou and calmly jogged over to the group of children and teachers.

Kenji spoke slowly, calmly, and loudly. He hadn't had much time to recover from seeing Yukoshi and Friend's pitiless slaughter and the destruction of the Stock Exchange, but, as a Yakuza, he was fully prepared to put on a brave facade. Kenji smiled nervously, and did his level best to block the view of Sakura's unabashed butchery from the children present.

"Please come with me, everyone-- it should be safe now. The terrorists have fled. Hachirou and I have come to help you all out!"

[Lmpkio]

Tomoyuki Harushima

Deflected! Tomo's palm blast were deflected off the metal body's leg as it swung the blast away like a bat to a baseball. A pretty cool feat of skill for one person to have. The Sentry then floats several meters away from the standing figure as he holds his left arm at it.

"Sir, I do not wish to hurt you!" he calls to the person, "But you did not heed to my calls for you to stop. Who are you and what is your goal here? If you don't answer, I'll be forced to take you in."

[Crimmy]

Sonoda Yuka - Metallica Weapon

Metallica Weapon's only response seemed to be only a flash of her ominous, pale-red eyes, the luminescent globes embedded into the helm of the warrior staring across the short expanse between her and the relentless robot with a cold and unfeeling gaze. All was quiet, the only sound that whistled through their ears being that of the wind itself. It was in this position that the amnesiac hero stayed in for a single beat, as if pondering upon a suitable reply to the prying questions of the strange, zealous automaton that had pursued her for so long. Her feet shifted against the concrete.

>>In order to ensure the safety of this just cause and my own identity, I am afraid I shall not be capable of following the directives of this machine. The citizenship must be protected, and I cannot do so in the company of this hostile entity. Cerebral Intelligentsia continues to lie in wait with their horrid monstrosities!

A pebble cracked.

That was the only warning her pursuer was given before a wave of air compressed in front of Metallica Weapon, blowing through dust and leaves to completely obscure the heroic warrior from view. She immediately turned and sprinted away, counting down the seconds in which she could continue to exert her own influence over the great winds of the Earth. The barrier she had formed of particulate matter and foliage had become solid, the molecules of air having pressed together to create a miniature storm that protected her from sight. It would not last, but she had already known of its temporary status! To put distance between her and the hostile entity that was the robot, and to bring her closer to the schemes of Cerebral Intelligentsia, she needed to move as uninhibitedly as she could!

The wall dissipated, matter dropping from the sky and down onto the concrete. But Metallica Weapon had already covered a great distance with her powerful strides, running as fast as she could towards where she knew now that Cerebral Intelligentsia had sent its weekly monster, but also as far as she could from the robotic menace that had chased her for so long.

But there was one message, left in the cloud that had descended from her wall.

A single:

"NO."