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Street Punk Serenade: Delinquent Days

Submit them to me, I only really need characters that figure prominently into our story posted up. A characters parents or things like that isn't too necessary at this point, or at least full character sheets for them.

Street Punk Serenade: Delinquent Days

As the game continues outward and we expand further into the halls of Sarayashiki and beyond, the Character Page will continue to increase with the Named NPC's we meet along the way.

This will include enemy gangs, other members of the Sarayashiki student body, and others that figure into the plot proper.

Street Punk Serenade: Delinquent Days

Is the image broken for everyone or is it just me?

@Noblebandit

I’ll finagle with it tonight and see if I can get it to show properly!

Street Punk Serenade: Delinquent Days

Outside the Student Council Assembly Room...

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The two students with the sign-in sheets attached to the clipboards looked up from the list - the young girl at the table was smiling up at Akina - "Ms Akina" as some of the student body had called her. She was very well liked, very well respected, and she carried a large amount of influence among the other students. The young girl - her junior - looked up and was met with the strange sight of one of Sarayashiki's most popular girls standing next to a boy who looked like he could crush the table they were sitting at with barely a flick of his wrist. The boy at her right was flipping through the sign in sheet, purposely avoiding the gaze of the delinquent Takuya in front of him. Feeling he was taking too long, the girl took the clipboard from him, started scanning for Akina's name.

"That's Akina Umeko, you turd. I'll find her name." The girl started flipping through the list herself. But after scanning the two to three pages, she also came up short.

"I'm...I'm sorry Ms Akina, I don't see you on the list here. What club are you a part of with this...friend? of yours?"

Ten Ton, growing impatient with the process, leaned in close. He was pressing his weight down on the table. The large boy was always an imposing figure, even if he was ultimately a friendly person at heart. His intimidating aura usually got him and his friends through particular situations - or help to avoid them. Worried that something would stand in the way of the Sarayashiki's gang plans, he thought it best to step in. Plus, it would be a good chance for him to impress Akina. She was a total babe, after-all.

"Listen, there must be some mistake. My friends and I are on here, and we're expected inside. So let's just move aside for us, yeah?" He may have been smiling, but his face certainly seemed frightening. The boy at the desk looked too nervous to even make eye contact, and the girl was shocked that Akina would have this person with her. Maybe there was some kind of issue with the paperwork. Maybe it wouldn't be that much of an issue if she just let them thro-

"No students allowed who aren't either from an approved club, or on that list."

The two student government representatives froze as the sliding door to the assembly room was suddenly eclipsed by an absolute mountain of a man - anyone would be surprised that someone as hulking and massive as the boy in the school uniform wasn't actually some sort of professional wrester, or sumo. His long black hair was tied back in a ponytail, and his arms were thick as a mass of tree trunks. His voice sounded like gravel and glass crushed beneath a boot-heel.

This boy was:

Student Council Treasurer - Shino Akimichi

Shino looked down at the two students at the desk, and with fierce glaring eyes, dismissed them without a word. He picked up the clipboard they left behind them as they ran into the assembly room to get away from him. His hands were catcher's mitts.

"Umeko...Umeko...nothing for you here. And nowhere does it say anything about Ten Ton Takuya being invited. You and your street trash friends aren't welcome here." He pointed to the clipboard, holding it in front of Ten Ton's sweating face. Akina noticed that even though Takuya himself was considered a big kid, this one dwarfed him. And his menacing, almost quiet demeanor carried considerable weight. Shino gazed past Akina and Takuya - over to Minato Ishida.

"I'm not sure what you expected, Ishida. But the three of you need to take your shit elsewhere. This is Student Council turf."

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Thank you for saying something.

I think it makes sense to avoid using language like that moving forward as a blanket rule.

Young Justice

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Talon tossed his Court of Owls styled mask onto a seat inside the jet while the others were strapping themselves in. Rain had quickly taken the pilot's controls (again Talon feeling again his leadership being threatened with these small aggressions.) He turned to look around at the team as they caught their breath. The end of the mission came quite suddenly, as things seemed to be going perfectly fine in one instant, and then absolutely haywire the next. The frustrating part to Talon being that he was certain it wasn't his Squad to blame. Zatara, Mirage and Cybergirl all delivered. Talon took half a step to tell each of them that individually but...the mission was over now. Talking about this sort of thing now would be difficult. He didn't know if he could manage it beyond gruff expressions or anger. And he wasn't angry at them. He was proud. That part of him won out. The others all looked as though they were absorbing the fallout. Metamorph looked rather stricken - it was hard to tell with them sometimes. Weirdly enough, he was stuck to the ceiling of the jet. Meanwhile, Hex looked ill. Something was either on his mind, or he was just as disturbed by the pace of the mission as Talon was.

Finding an easy middle ground, Talon thought it best to approach Zatara. After the training exercises from their earlier days, Zatara had shown a part of himself that was particularly vulnerable. Talon had heard about the violent episode between him and Mirage. Now however, the two of them had demonstrated a really cohesive team. Their quick thinking to create an escape route enabled all of Squad A to get out of the base without issue. Talon opened his mouth to say something to the boy, but hesitated on his words. Instead he furrowed his brow and clapped the magician on the shoulder. That would have to be reassuring enough for now. Mirage meanwhile was sitting not far from Metamorph, likely hoping to get the details of his solo escapade during the mission. From behind him, Talon heard Rain call out to Zatara.

Talon turned his attention to the pilot seat.

In the middle of the mission, Rain had come onto the comms, nearly barking orders at him. Talon knew that Rain had questioned the decisions to put him in charge, whether out of some petty jealousy or some misguided belief in thinking he'd be a better choice in leader. But things ended up differently. Talon felt himself tense all over. The others might not see it, but Rain's holier than thou attitude and judgemental eyes were fixed on all of them. Talon was just susceptible to it due to his own growing inferiority complex. The way Rain silently absorbed the actions and words of the others. Talon knew it came with a harsh critique deep down.

Talon started to walk towards Rain at the front of the ship, with purpose. He'd grab him by his stupid collar and confront him over how Squad B had likely almost gotten them all in deeper trouble. As he walked, he passed a bundle of blankets breathing on another seat. But Talon was almost too distracted to give them a second glance. But he spotted her. The blankets were in fact his teammate, Nymph. Something was wrong with her. She looked pale white, and her breath was shallow - something was affecting her beyond the standard sort of cold weather they were all dealing with at once. Nymph was trying to stay as warm as possible wrapped in her shroud. Talon was of two minds. His raw mind went straight to frustration. The kind of thoughts he'd have from the before-times. Before Nightwing and the others. His second thoughts were on trying to help her. Nymph, as much of a stranger as she was still (and they were all strangers, really) had helped Talon more than once already. She had taken the time to communicate with him, to include him. That spoke to something in Talon he didn't quite know he had. Or had been beaten out of him by the Court of Owls. The boy named Talon felt frozen looking down at her, although not in the same way as she was dealing with. Wishing he could sign something quickly, he took out his phone in order to better get his words across to her while she looked so tired. He typed out the following:

"You have to rub your chest. Your arms will take care of themselves. Something Batman taught Nightwing."

Nymph already had the blankets that were aboard the Jet, there wasn't much he felt he could do for her. And he certainly didn't want to crowd her. Knowing this team, it was likely someone else could check on her in a real way, in the kinds of ways that Talon wasn't able to just yet. Let someone more capable help her. Like Hex, or Cybergirl. Talon had to put these complicated feelings of wanting to sympathize to better use. But of course, they turned into that same familiar anger. With himself. With everyone. With everything.

As Rain was preparing to eat something, Talon stood just behind him.

"Mission Report." He asked, fighting the urge to do so through gritted teeth. He wanted to know what had caused the issue in the first place. Including with what had happened with Nymph...

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I’m gonna be straight with you mate, I have no expectations that any of this is going to sync up with real world stuff like that. This is just a student council run meeting/assembly for clubs to meet and pitch like budget stuff and school socials and that sort of thing.

Street Punk Serenade: Delinquent Days

Current Game Breakdowns:

We will be running two separate times concurrently -

While the Student Council Meeting is going on, Yonaka and Li Mai will be investigating the string of attacks at the school.

Later that night, Yuya and Ana will be attending their showdown with Teiko Middle School. While the events will be happening a few hours apart, we will play them at the same time so as to allow everyone to play at the same time without having to wait.

For everyone across the board, you may write in what the rest of your character's nights were like post Rooftop Meeting, as well as your after school day, or jump straight into your current objectives. There will be PM's for some of you containing story information that will help with further story progression as well. If you don't have one in your inbox within the next 30 minutes from this post, assume you don't need one.

If any of this is unclear, let me know! I'll clear things up best I can.

Street Punk Serenade: Delinquent Days

"It's not in my nature to be mysterious. There's just something I want to keep between us three." Minato let the implications that what they were about to discuss was a private matter weigh in the air for a moment before continuing. Of the two of the gang members on the rooftop with him, Ana was a more trustworthy person. She and Minato have been in each other's lives the longest, and of everyone, she was often the only one he could confide in when it came to things outside of just the gang. Of everyone else at Sarayashiki, it was likely that Ana knew him the most.

It was because of this bond that Minato knew that she was probably doubtful that this was the sort of conversation to have in front of Yuya. More than once Ana had not so subtly implied that she thought Yuya was "a shit." Minato didn't exactly agree with her, but knew the sort of thing she meant - he was somewhat abrasive, and someone who furrows their brow as much as they do is apt to give themselves a headache. Yuya might be angry, proud, whatever the case may be - but there was a particular kind of code he carried himself with that Minato saw in small glimpses. With his added physical strength and propensity for willing to slug someone, his role was one that could be honed to perfection. For now, the two of them would have to get along.

"The Diamonds are making some sort of play. Word getting around is that there's been some sort of open invite to a summons of all the gang's. But not by the way you're expecting. Ikebukuro is letting their power plays get out of hand. They want schools to fight." Minato pointed at them both.

"Tomorrow night, you two going to meet at Teiko Middle School, and beat whichever punk they choose as their fighter. There's no telling if they'll be a boy, girl, or whoever else. One of the Diamonds is supposed to be in attendance to deliver the real invite to the summons to whichever gang wins. And that's going to be us."

Minato told them what to expect, how they aren't allowed any additional support, and the same would be expected of Teiko Middle School. He also informed them that since Teiko had a bigger rep, they got to fight on their own turf. It was a challenge that the Sarayashiki Gang would have to step up to. Minato let it known to Ana and Yuya that he was going to keep this quiet for this fight due to not wanting to distract the others from their tasks.

With that, Minato was finished with their instructions. After their reactions, he walks with them down off the rooftop, before they all go their separate ways...

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The Following Day, after school...

"I'm not sure this is going to go over very well, boss." Ten Ton whispered to Minato, as the blue haired boy put away his bookbag. It had been an arduous school day, slow-moving. Minato had passed the hours barely able to pay attention to his teachers, instead gazing up at the clouds just outside his window. There was a lot of moving parts going on all at once with his friends. Not the least of which being the physical danger that some of them may find themselves in soon. He didn't like the prospect of Yuya and Ana being in the presence of one of the Diamonds, not to mention Li and Yonaka diving head first into an investigation into whatever violent force was disrupting the hallways of their school. But being a leader came with trusting his gang to deliver.

Of course, he didn't know at the time that things were going to get much more volatile, and fast. Could it all have been avoided? Only maybe.

"Ten Ton, don't worry. What could possibly go wrong?"

"We're walking right into the lion's den. You know the Student Council gives me the creeps. And the Vice President is going to be there. Yeah sure, she may be hot and all, but she's scary as hell." Ten Ton looked around with that nervous energy he sometimes had. Minato smiled at him. If people knew that beneath all that muscle and scariness, was actually a really soft-hearted ne'er do well delinquent, they'd be shocked.

"Ikue is going to take care of us getting in, don't worry about that. And with Akina with us we look that much more legitimate. You know she's one of the most popular girls here. Speaking of, she said she'd be waiting for us outside the assembly room."

Minato and Ten Ton hoofed it over to the assembly room, passing by a few of the others as they went. Yonaka was standing alongside a vending machine in the hallway. Minato noticed that the other students were giving her a wide berth as they passed. Li wasn't around her just yet. Minato stopped to say hello, dropping some coins into the machine to get drinks. A strawberry milk tea, a canned coffee, and a bottle of water all rolled to the bottom of the machine after a few button presses. Minato offered one up to Yonaka - her choice. With a smile and nod, the two boys left her and after a few turns in the hallway, made it to the assembly room doors.

Minato stopped. The doorway had a table in front of it, and it looks like two members of the student council were checking names on a clipboard, comparing clubs before letting people inside. Minato didn't recognize them - they weren't any of The Big 4. He looked around - no sign of Ikue just yet. That wasn't totally unlike her. She tended to wait until the last possible moment before making a grand appearance from the shadows. For an information broker, she had a flair for the dramatic.

Then from around the corner, came Akina. Ten Ton waved her over, nervously sweating already at the prospect of crossing paths with the Student Council. Minato meanwhile was leaning on the wall behind him, making himself scarce for the moment...

Ten Ton smiled down at Akina, rubbing the back of his own heaad nervously.

"Lets um...well let's go up there and see if we can sign in?"

Street Punk Serenade: Delinquent Days

A new game post will be up within the next day that will progress us into the next day while finishing up the business on the rooftop.

Just for clarity in the future, if I ever require a player to post, I'll be sure to let them know directly :)