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Street Punk Serenade: Delinquent Days

The street gangs of of Tokyo are about to explode

And you’re the lit match!

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Across the schools of Tokyo, the various delinquent gangs of the city are all making their claim. Each gang vows they are the toughest, the strongest, and most deserving of the title “Kings.” You’d be hard pressed to find a schoolyard or alleyway where two banchou aren’t throwing hands, stomping each other into a mess of blood and ripped school uniforms.

Step into another gangs turf? Expect the physical consequences.

These are the Delinquent Days.

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A recent power vacuum has left the various schoolyard gangs bereft of order. A Rumble between the two highest ranking street gangs has left one leader dead, and the other behind bars.

Of all the gangs, only one stands to make the best claim to the top: The Ikebukuro Diamonds. A ruthless group of yakuza inspired hooligans who aren’t above extortion, theft, and all manner of debauchery. Their former leader has been arrested after the previously mentioned Rumble, leaving the unhinged lieutenant in command. And that's Kazuma Kyoya - dubbing himself the “Emperor of Tokyo” - an enigmatic high school delinquent who they say has never lost a fight. The influence of The Diamonds extends across the cityscape, and with it, Kazuma has absorbed command of a handful of the lowest ranking gangs, increasing their number almost three-fold.

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Our story starts with a ragtag group of delinquents coming together to represent their school - Sarayashiki Junior High. Your role may be the muscle, may be strategy, may be just wanting to kick some ass of guys who think they're even tougher than you.

Most of the cast will be students at Sarayashiki, and the player characters will all be members of the Sarayashiki Gang. Based on your submitted character sheets, I'm going to attempt to meld the story around you guys - using your backgrounds, I may make subtle adjustments without changing your character's root. For example, I may say "your character is going to be best friends with this other character, at least at the start." Some of them will be more plot significant than others, like I may have a character have a personal relationship with one of the arc's main antagonists. This will help make the story easier to get to the meat and potatoes without having to establish a bunch of first meetings, creating first impressions, all that stuff. Of course, I'm more than willing to adapt based on what you guys would think would work best.

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Sarayashiki Junior High

If you'd like to apply a character, send me a pm with the following information for your character, and I'll get back to you. If all goes well, I can have the game up at the end of the week with everyone's updated characters and the first arc sorted out. My main player character will act as the Leader of the gang, but will alternate to play NPC's to keep plot moving forward.

The Leader character will be named Minato Ishida - and most of the gang has known each other throughout the school year, if not earlier than so. He has a soft-spoken character, smart with an emphasis on strategy. Though he's capable in a fight, he will not be the strongest in the gang, that's where you guys come in. He leads you all by believing in you, each of us having a deep bond and connection that makes us fight that much harder. Although the group has been delinquents for a long time, it isn't until the most recent chaotic upheaval in the street gangs has Minato told you all his aim is to stake our own claim for dominance, making our way up the ladder of School Gangs and usurp even The Ikebukuro Diamonds.

Character Submission Sheet:

Name:
Appearance: (Please keep the anime aesthetic)
Favorite School Subject:
Favorite Food:
Theme Song:
Why They Fight:
Background/Personality:

Anime Delinquent Gang

Great - I'll have the OoC up this weekend, I promise. If there are any particular story beats you guys are interested in seeing in a game like this, let us know here and I can work them into the premise of the game.

Anime Delinquent Gang

I think I've enough people expressing interest to draft up a more in-depth plot. A cast of 6-7 or so players sounds manageable enough.

As I get the character sheet created and receive submissions from folks, would you guys be comfortable if I add additional plot significance to the characters who get recruited?

For example, if it makes sense for one character, I may respond back to you saying "This guy is great and I think he'd make a great lieutenant, second in command" or "I think they would be a fun transfer student" would that be something you guys are interested in?

Anime Delinquent Gang

I'm thinking the characters would be human and limited in terms of their strengths.

I like the idea of your character, but being out and out undead might not suit the exact vibe. However - I do see something really cool in that she could be a Sukeban - a delinquent gang girl - and one who once took a beating so heinous from a rival or rivals that she was nearly pronounced dead, before recovering in an almost miraculous amount of time, earning her the nickname of "Undead" Rei Sato, the toughest girl at Sarayashiki High.

Would something like that be acceptable?

Anime Delinquent Gang

I was looking to create a game based around a japanese high school street gang. The gang itself would start off as a lower mid-tier gang in Japan that would work it's way to the top of Tokyo's underground. The game itself would include things like:

Street fights
Rivalries
Mystery
Friendship
School life
General slice of life.

I'd aim for a sort of anime vibe, some light comedy mixed in with the gangs antics.

The gang itself would have an idealistic leader type played by the GM, he'd have a lieutenant and maybe various different roles in the gang would be filled out by the cast.

I'd like to plan out a couple arcs, move the game along at a good pace to keep things exciting. A rumble between a rival gang, maybe a tournament (who doesn't love a good tournament arc) and I'm really open to suggestions. Is this something people would be interested in? If so, I'd draft up a more full plot background and get cracking.

Young Justice

Location: Happy Harbor Mall
Interactions: Nymph @dreamingflowers
Mentions: Gold Rush, Hex, Rain

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Talon took Nymph at her word, that this boy she ran into a moment ago was someone she knew from school. Although he felt initially that there was more to the situation than Daphne had let on, he wrote this off as something in his imagination. Talon had a worrying thought - why did he have such a visceral reaction to someone? Did they really give off a menacing aura and put Nymph in a strange position, or did he feel some sort of way that an arrogant kid had approached his new friend? They were friends at this point, right? Was that the sort of thing Talon could ask outright? Or was this just the petty kind of jealousy that any guy would have if a pretty girl was talking to someone who wasn't him? Talon hadn't had many occasions in the past to feel these kinds of ways, and the thought that he was developing in this way was unexpected. He hadn't ever had romantic feelings for anyone - strong feelings of attachment were useless to him in his past. They led purely to heartbreak or emptiness, or ruining the mission. But Nightwing's influence taught him that true weakness was in fact being alone. That opening oneself up to their friends, to love, would strengthen someone beyond their limits. Maybe that's what Talon was feeling for people like Hex, Gold Rush, Nymph. Maybe even someone like that prick Rain.

But not likely.

Nymph was holding a phone out to Talon, a dark blue one with white flower petals strewn across the back of it as a case. She was smiling up at him, putting him off balance. He nodded to her and took the phone and case she had. They would do nicely. Truthfully he didn't mind whatever it looked like. He was just excited at the prospect of having people to communicate with. Nymph was demonstrating that he was someone people may actually enjoy being around (with time, maybe) and that sort of self esteem was just one of the litany of new things that Talon had felt since joining the team. And if someone who he exchanged blows with, who then choked him in front of everyone could want to spend time with him, maybe he wasn't too far gone after all. Dick was right, even if things are difficult with the others, they always come back around. Friendship was truly something. Talon and Nymph went and paid for the two items, he didn't ask again about Josh, and the two exited the store.

He was setting up the phone on a bench just outside, only half paying attention to the prompts on the small screen. He could feel a change in Nymph's energy, and she looked like she was ready to move on. Talon looked up and down the length of the mall to his left and right. He wasn't sure where else he would head to, and thought about grabbing onto Nymph while she went and shopped. That's what he wanted to do, honestly. He wanted to spend time with her. And the others too.

"Well...I'm glad we got you set up with a phone. I'll add our contacts. Look at that, I'm the first person in your phone." She smiled down at the phone as she filled in the rest of the team's information.

"But I need to go, I have a few more stops to make so I'll see you when we meet up okay?" She waved to him and trotted off away through the crowds, leaving Talon where he was sitting. He looked down at his phone - his contacts now starting to fill up. People he can talk to. When he could talk.

The mall was filling up, and all around him the murmurs of the crowds, young kids with their parents, other teenagers messing about with their peers. More than a few hands being held. Talon felt self conscious he was alone again, and annoyed at having to feel that way. It was probably best he spend some time away from Nymph and the others again. He didn't want to monopolize Nymph's time anyways, too much of a good thing. Plus who knows if she'd grow tired of him, or was only hanging around him because of the guilt she still held onto for hurting him. It was a confusing time, as most times tended to be. He stood up from the place he was sitting and started to explore the mall, starting the opposite direction that Nymph had gone...

Following the map hanging above an awning across from the food court, Talon made his way to a shop called "The Book Nook." He thought he'd be able to spend his time there for a bit before meeting with the others. On his way he passed by a music store - selling instruments and other musical equipment. Talon stopped, quite moved by a piece of music coming from the speakers inside of the store itself. A piano melody, one that was vaguely familiar. He wondered if it was a record that was playing. He closed his eyes for a brief moment and then moved on, heading towards the store.

One Piece

Hello there!

I love One Piece and would be very interested in this if it fleshes out. Are you thinking canon characters or OC's?

Young Justice

Location: Happy Harbor Mall
Interactions: Nymph @dreamingflowers
Mentions: Zatara, Gold Rush, KJ, Cybergirl, Hex

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Talon looked at the rows and rows of tech throughout the phone store. He was surprised at the variety of options someone could choose, and felt a little overwhelmed over which one would do the trick. Honestly the only thing he really needed it for was text messaging or phone calls. He couldn't imagine himself using one for all the various apps and social media that phone's were capable of, the kinds of things that Zachary and Felix were talking about on their first night all together. That first night, sitting around the lounge with everyone, two boys were keen to show the others the litany of what they called "exposure" on the internet, and a massive following of friends and fans on their different media accounts. Talon watched the faces of the others - they seemed to have an easier time understanding all of the two boys references. Talon didn't have much to add to that conversation, even if he could. But he was really impressed that Zatara and Gold Rush were able to make so many friends, and seemingly so easy.

Talon fiddled with one of the phones, a touch screen device with high quality picture. As he did so, he could hear Nymph talking with the store clerk about what they were looking for. Her back was to Talon as she talked, and Talon thought about the brief moment they shared on the bus ride over to the mall. Talon had hoped to have a private moment with Nymph to bring up what happened during the training exercise, but a bus full of people wasn't what he had envisioned. Sitting there together, Talon felt that Nymph wanted to talk to him about what had transpired between the two of them, but she must have felt self conscious. Talon caught her glimpsing at the bruising around his neck, saw what looked like concern in her eyes. He adjusted his collar to hide them from her, no need to make her feel worse about it. When she asked him if they hurt, he only shook his head. She had talked about how her concern for his health caused her to lose control, and that she would do her best to make sure it didn't happen again. It was likely she would have reacted this way if it was anyone who was hanging onto that ledge. The conversation was brief, but they had tried. It was something.

Talon was disappointed, more in himself than anything. He wanted to tell her he was sorry, why he reacts often in the way that he does, but his upbringing as a Court of Owls weapon stood so tall in front of his self-expression. He could feel himself wanting to say these things, to tell Nymph that it had been an honest mistake and would happen, wanted to encourage her, but he felt a squirming in his stomach, a sour taste not just in his mouth but in his heart. He wasn't allowed to do so, to emote, to connect. There was only ever a mission. The Court of Owls training was like an impossibly great wall that Talon was attempting to climb with no tools, no grip, no surface. Typing out his thoughts on a phone was a crutch, but one he needed - at least for now. But the truth was that he wanted to be more laid back, wanted to be friendly like Hex, wanted to be confident in the ways that Ja had been. Talon was confident in his abilities, sure - but the others seemed comfortable with themselves. And that was something Talon was not. It was engrained in him to have no self. But if he didn't get help, didn't try to improve or work on himself, then the only time his friends would hear his voice would be when he was angry, when he was challenging someone like Rain, or during a mission about whatever their objective would be. But that wasn't the kind of person he wanted to be anymore. He wanted life beyond a mission. He was glad that Nightwing had rescued him, had gotten him onto this team. It was a chance.

Now however, Talon saw that Nymph was engaged in conversation with someone new - a tall boy, muscular frame. Talon absent-mindedly sized him up. He couldn't hear what the two of them were saying, but Nymph's body language had shifted, given off a sort of fight or flight response. Talon was used to this kind of behavior. He felt himself tense up, wondered if he should go over there. But Nymph was capable of handling awkward situations, he didn't exactly feel any danger emanating from this guy. But there was definitely some sort of energy. What Talon had heard Cybergirl describe as a "bad vibe." When Nymph finished her conversation with the mysterious boy, she handed Talon a phone suggested by the clerk. Talon looked her in the face as she handed it to him, but she avoided his gaze. Taking the phone from her, Talon typed into the notepad application:

"Friend of yours?"

He held the phone to her, his question blinking on the screen.

Young Justice

Location: Teleporter room
Interactions: Nymph @dreamingflowers
Mentions: Gold Rush, Hex, Rain, Cybergirl, Mirage

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Talon had gathered with the others, eager to get out of the Base for awhile. He wasn't comfortable standing around with everyone and wanted to quickly get a move on. Getting out from the thumb of Black Canary, Green Arrow and even their babysitter Red Tornado would do him well, get a chance to stretch his legs and get away from the cooped up nature of Mt Justice's base. The Android passed around Justice League credit cards and Talon felt the ridged typeface upon it - no name. Talon's mind was wandering as to where he'd go at the mall, what it was he would even shop for, when Daphne sidled up to him. He felt himself tense up, unsure of what she would say to him. Their last two encounters were either violent (in the case of being choked by her vines) or invasive and voyeuristic (in walking in on her sleeping in her plant form.) He wondered if the brown haired girl in front of him could see the light bruising caused by her lack of control.

Talon saw she was typing out a message to him, another way for the two of them to communicate in secret. In spite of his mistrust and worry about his standing with her, Talon again felt those negative emotions fade just a bit, touched she was willing to continue talking to him this way. He read the message twice, trying to piece it together. She was asking him to utilize the Zeta Tubes rather than hop into the jeep with the other boys who had already claimed spots. Talon was eager to spend more time with Gold Rush and Hex, but having to be carted around by Rain put a bad taste in his mouth. And now, with Daphne asking him to take the teleporter with her he had a perfectly good excuse to avoid Rain's judging intense looks. Cybergirl and Mirage were also taking the teleporter, and Talon had been meaning to get a chance to thank Mirage for her quick thinking during his rescue. If he could even put the words together. He looked back up into Daphne's face and nodded an affirmative at her request. The two of them helping each other in this way, teammates. He'd go with her whichever mode of travel she chose.

When Daphne called out to Red Tornado and pointed out Talon's lack of a phone, she also announced that they should stick together. Talon felt glad that she was expressing out-loud t the others that she was willing to spend time with him, making strides already to put their uncomfortable exchange behind them all. He pushed his dark glasses further up the bridge of his nose, unsure if he should add anything. With Daphne's help he'd be able to start to communicate better with his teammates. It was like Nightwing had said, there would be strife and hard days, but having a team to support you and grow together was worth all of the little bumps. Talon wasn't over a lot of his anger, his irritation, and his inferiority complex that came in inopportune moments - but with people like Daphne and Hex by his side, it was possible that he'd be able to let go of those parts of himself, the parts that were more Court of Owls than who Talon could be as a person.

Talon put his hand out awkwardly for Daphne, and then - worried it may be misconstrued - quickly pointed to her phone. She handed it to him delicately and Talon punched in a few keys, showing her the text display written on it.

"Thank you. I want to talk to you about these bruises. Later."

Young Justice

Location: Mt. Justice Base Lounge
Interactions: @Crimson Flame - Zatara @canaryrose - Cybergirl

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Hex got up off the couch and removed himself from the room with a fancy flourish. For the moment, only Talon and Cybergirl were still in the lounge. She looked to be disinterested, unphased at Hex's exit and just barely paying attention to the television. Talon hesitated. Should he say something? Maybe he could apologize about how the exercise went this morning. Or try and explain his actions after her sparring match. He took a moment to steal a glance at her physiology - trying to spot additional signs of her cybernetic origins. He knew it would be rude to ask about them, how she operated - but she seemed friendly enough - at least in introducing her name. So she couldn't be that secretive. Gathering his courage to talk to her, and attempt an actual conversation, Talon ran through how he could keep his cool. He could feel his fingers itch, and he raised them, considering signing at her before realizing what he was doing. Force of habit. He cleared his throat and just as he was about to ask her more about herself and where she came from - the magician walked in.

Or not exactly walked in. More like stormed in a huff. He was red-faced, and tear-stricken. And after a wave of a magic phrase in the air, attempted to summoned a gallon of ice cream to his person. Talon ducked his head in order to avoid it, thinking it would fly across the kitchen to Zatara's grasp. However, nothing happened, and Zatara looked to grow more irritated and trudged into the kitchen. Talon watched him rustle through the fridge and cabinets. Something had obviously happened during the rest of the team's training session. Talon wondered if it wouldn't be long before the other's got back. He had some words for Mirage. He looked passed the magician towards the entrance to the lounge, but no one was behind him. He looked back to Cybergirl who looked as equally confused about Zatara's sudden appearance.

Without meeting eyes with the rest of them, Zatara was shoveling down spoonfuls of the frozen stuff, determinedly watching the television. Whatever had happened at his match, Talon could assume it likely that he had lost. Or perhaps the rest of them had been disqualified for having to intervene in Talon's rescue. It was a lot of physical activity and emotional output all at once. Zachary was upset. What would someone like Nymph or Hex do in this situation? Talon didn't know how to make him feel better, but he did have one thing he wanted to say to Zatara. The boy had been very kind to him when they had first met, almost flirtatious. Talon didn't know much about that, but he felt he owed him at least something. And watching Zatara sitting there after a workout eating ICE CREAM of all things was just not going to cut it for Talon - he had to intervene.

"After such physical activity you shouldn't be consuming dairy or dessert products. Eat protein."

Talon got up off the couch, brushing passed Cybergirl and opened a cabinet in the kitchen. There was no almonds like the kind Dick kept in his cupboards, but there was a plastic jar of dry roasted peanuts with a manacle'd peanut brandishing a cane on them. Talon grabbed them and handed them over to Zatara, still sitting in the lounge.

He signed the gesture for "eat" looking expectedly at Zatara. He may not be close with these people, but they were his teammates, and he would be damned if one of them would get sloppy with these kinds of amateurish eating habits...