City of Fakku rp ( Episode 1 started)

Okay, we're going to begin at 9 pm est

Almost forgot... If you want to make any last minute changes to your character's profile: Now's the time to do. I'm doing that right now

Sorry for posting late but here u go :]

And, let's begin.

EPISODE 1: THE TRUE CHILDREN OF THE LAND OF THE RISING SUN!

(Lol de lol lol, don't drop the ball)

I throw my guitar at the wall and shout, "Smashing!" Meanwhile, my guitar lies broken in half, on the floor. He cries out to me, "Why, Maho, why? Why did you do this to me?" "Don't blame me, blame yourself! You couldn't handle my wants! My needs! And I needed to be smashing! So, I guess you did kinda handle my needs. Teehee, 'smashing', get it? 'Cause, 'cause, I felt like being smashing, which also means amazing, but it also means breaking stuff, which I did to you...and stuff. I'm brilliant!" "..." "Ehh? Mr. Guitar? Why aren't you talking?" "...If I had a palm, it'd be planted firmly on top of my face right now" "Hey! That's not punny...unless you were made from a palm tree. Were you made from a palm tree, Mr. Guitar?" "...Look, Maho, guitars don't talk" "But, you're talking..." "I'm an exception. I had a very special important mission to give to you, but now you've gone and broken me" "...Oh. I guess I kinda smashed my way through that special mission, huh? I'm sorry, Mr. Guitar! Please give me your special mission!" "Don't worry Maho, I just wanted to teach you a lesson about going around breaking guitars. I can still tell you the mission!" "Wow, great! So what is it, Mr. Guitar?" "It's really important!" "Okay!" "And it's really special!" "I'm ready!" "Okay, here goes...WAKE UP!"

"Huh?" I groggily look up at my buzzing alarm clock and see that I only have ten minutes till 10. I turn it off and lay my head back on my pillow. Then, I check to see where Mr. Guitar is, and he's safely nestled between my bosom and thighs. "Heh, Mr. Guitar, you perv, you" and cuddle up closer to him. "My eternal passion for you can't possibly be expressed through words, Mr. Guitar, so I guess there's only one other way...through my body!" I proceed to stand up in the middle of my bed, and shout, "COM-BINE!" In my head, there's a whole action sequence of me twirling around while my clothes magically disappear and are replaced with a weird sailor uniform covered in ribbons. My guitar splits into four parts and merges onto my arms and legs. "Ever found yourself in a jam? Well, never fear, Mr. Guitarman is here, to...jam you out of it! Teehee!"

Of course, this action sequence never really happened, and I was actually moving at the speed of light to brush my teeth, take a shower, change my clothes, eat breakfast, and generally get ready for school. "Two minutes to spare, huh? I can totally make it!" I put on my hoodie and vest, yank my guitar case over my shoulder, and hit the door! I run down the steps of the apartment, leaping two steps at a time! I make it to the ground floor, with little time to spare! I rush out of the building, find my bike, and hop on! "Yea!" I shout as I pedal towards my school.

...And that's it! School is over! I head off to Mr. Urobuchi's noodle shop like I usually do to get some delicious noodles with soup. Afterwards, I'm humming to myself a tune while riding to my part-time job, until I realise I'm in a strange neighborhood that I've never seen before! "Huh. How did I get lost when all I have to do is go straight...?" I ask myself. I get off my bike and slowly walk, looking for a familiar landmark. I seem to be getting even more lost, so I decide the best thing to do would be to chain my bike, find a nice quiet place, and play me some guitar!

"The moonlight is laughing...because the Sun is tickling...up in space. And the grass is coming...because the wind is blowing...teehee...on my face~!"

Someone starts to applaud, and I hear, "Wow, that's a new way of attracting customers. I like it!" I look up to see it's some big, fat, loser with glasses wiping sweat off of his face. "Thanks, I'm glad you liked it! But I'm not trying to attract customers or anything, I'm just playing for fun!" I say with a smile. "Yea, yea, okay, that's great, that's great. Totally moe" he keeps wiping sweat off his face, and then throws some money onto the ground in front of me. I try to give it back to him, but then he says, "No, no, you've already touched it. That means you have to have sex with me now. Okay, this looks like a nice place to do it." He grabs my wrist and then he's immediately on top of me. I try to kick him away, but he weighs way too much. "Get off of me! You're messing up my guitar!" "Shut up, you stupid bitch!" He takes my guitar and tosses it, and then starts forcefully groping my breasts and I shout, "No! Why did you do that?!" "I said shut up, you fucking slut!" He hits my face and then jams...teehee...his hand into my pants. "Where are you touching me?! Why are you doing this?!" "God, you're so fucking noisy!" He leans his head down to try to press his lips on top of mine, but I turn my head, so he instead turns his attention to my neck. I feel him squirming his fingers inside of my pants and on top of my breast, and now his slimy tongue. So...hm. I guess I'm going to be raped? Wait, I know what to do! This was in a videogame! I'm sure this will work! I take in as much air as I can possibly get, and shout, "AGENTS, HELP!"

(And now I'm off for about eight hours, so do what you will with Maho so long as it's within your powers)

((OOC: Should I assume that the current date in this RP world is the 13th of December? Please put out some more details about the world of this RP if you can. AND LOL NEOSTRIKER, AWESOME POST; but I won't play as your PC's agent. Lol.))

"What is this?! Don't pour so many spoons of sugar into my tea, I don't want to get fat! Had I not spoken to you about such matters before, Rie?!", Anne shouted, it has been a few minutes since she had had her breakfast. "S-Sorry Ojou-sama! It won't happen again!" the maid gives her sincerest apologies. "Say that again?" Anne said after a ticking sound was heard. "I'm sorry, I won't do it again, I promise, Ojou-sama!" Rie's voice had a crying tone to it. "Very well then, I had just recorded what you had said with a voice recorder as proof in case you deny ever making the promise. If you do repeat the same mistake again. You'll be punished," the Mistress gave a frightening stare. The maid looked down; walking away in distress.

It was early in the morning, Anne was taught to always get up early, although she barely succeeds at doing so herself, for which one of her maids always pays a visit early to wake her off of her deep slumber. Anne, now waiting for another cup of tea to be delivered to her, waited impatiently as she repeatedly tapped her right foot in the red carpet. With a frown on her face, clearly visible, her forehead was flicked. "Ojou-sama, you'll get a permamnant frown if you keep doing that, you know?" the maid teased. "I know better than you about that! Now, go see Rie and find out why she's taking so long!" she shouted once again.

Just at the nick of time, Rie arrived into the room, "S-Sorry for the wait, Ojou-sama!". As the other maid stepped aside; Rie put the cup of tea down before her Mistress. Anne tried to held the cup, but her hands instantly shook themselves off of the cup as she accidentally didn't tried to lift it with the handle. Both the maids seemed concerned, "What's wrong, Ojou-sama?! Is it too hot?!", Anne spoke back; louder, "No, nothing at all! It's not hot at all, it's not like I can't touch hot objects!". 'No, it's the other way around, isn't it?' both the maids had the exact same thought at the same time.

Anne sipped her tea after properly grasping the handle, "It's just about fine now, Rie. But... it's way too bitter now!" Anne shouted once again, she is simply too picky sometimes and likes to drink or eat something with the perfect taste, "Why can't anyone do it perfectly?!" Anne complained. "Because no one's perfect, Ojou-sama!" said the other maid, her eyes closed, in an attempt to look wise as she speaks. "No one's perfect? My foot! Hmph,", she said, "Look at me, the very personification of perfection is right before your very eyes. Or is it that people with miniscule minds such as yours can't acknowledge perfection?" Anne spoke rather confidently; full of grace.

"Oh? Is that so now? May we put your words to the test by having you make a cup of tea, then?" asked the other maid. "Natsume..." whispered, Rie, as if to not be rude to their Mistress. "You dare to ask me to do something that low lives like you do to get paid? Learn your place, mongrel," Anne said, as she got off of her chair, and left, thinking, I can't let them know that I can't cook, much less make a cup of tea for anyone.

Getting ready to leave for school; Anne changed into her school uniform, a maid, definitely not Natsume or Rie, brushed Anne's hair and tied the two ribbons with black and yellow stripes with a pink rose at it's center on her hair, and had Anne have two tails on her hair and then neatly tied the one last ribbon with the same color and stripes at the lower most of her neck neatly. Now looking prim and proper, Anne took leave of her home and left for school.

((OOC: If you need to me not use Japanese words at all, especially the honorifics and the terms, do ask. And I need more details about the school before I can write anything about it.))

((OOC: Aww, too bad I was busy all day, I wanted to make a small change in my profile . . . oh well, it’s still fine))

Kei sat at his desk, feet resting on top and arms folded as he enjoyed the peaceful moment in the office. "Ah, pure bliss, nothing gets better than this." He was about to close his eyes until he caught a glimpse at one of the other officers heading towards him. He sighed, taking his feet off the desk and slowly got off from his chair. "Mornin' Sergeant, how's the missus?" Kei asked in a joking manner as he did a half-hearted salute.

"Save it for later, Kei, we've got some serious business to attend to." The sergeant snapped back as he dropped an open folder onto Kei's desk.

"Oh sergeant, what could be so serious that you wouldn't take a chance to yap about the ball and chain?" Kei remarked as he took a look in the folder. There was a considerable amount of pages inside, Kei took a quick flip through them all, they mostly looked like dossiers and even had portrait shots of people paper clipped to them. He noticed that all the photos are of girls. "Jeez, sergeant, I knew you weren't all that faithful for your woman but I didn't realize you were gonna be doing something so perverse like this!" Kei smirked but it was quickly dismissed after he saw the stern look on the sergeant's face.

"Are you finished?" The sergeant asked, quite annoyed by Kei's carefree attitude. He sighed, "The women in these profiles were all victims of rape yesterday." The sergeant stopped to glance at Kei's reaction; needless to say, he could see that Kei knew what was going on now. "So far, we've managed to pick up a pattern of where those NSJ b*stards are making their moves." The sergeant grabbed a red marker and drew a circle on a section of the map on Kei's desk. "Inside the residential district, around the area between the Magus Academy and apartments in 22nd street. That area is full of alleyways so it makes it an excellent spot for them to pick their targets."

Kei took a long look at the circled section of the map, holding his chin as he thought. "Let me guess," Kei looked over to the sergeant, "You want me to go and survey?"

The sergeant nodded his head as he took a page from the folder he had given earlier, showing it to Kei, it was a mission brief. "You're going on patrol around this district, keep an eye on anybody suspicious, report to us constantly on any activity and we'll keep you updated with further orders."

Kei gave a stretch, "Well, it's about damn time," He zipped up his tactical vest and grabbed his Beretta 90-two from the desk. Walking past the sergeant, he stopps behind him and turns his head back, "I was starting to feel like going for a walk."

The sergeant smirked. "Go get 'em, Kei."

"Whatever, Sean." Kei walked off and went down the stairs. He walked into the ground floor parking area, he scanned around the rows and rows of cars and began walking down aisle G5. Kei walked down the aisle before stopping in front of a black Kawasaki Ninja 1000 ABS, a maroon dragon art running along it's left side. Kei smiled as he approached it, gently gliding his hand across it's metal body. "How's my baby doing? ready to go patrolling?" Kei asked with no reply back. He hopped onto the bike and rode out of the station, onto the road, making his way towards the Magus Academy.

((OOC: I'm not sure if this is okay for a first post or not. Whatever, if there's anything wrong you see in it, tell me and I'll change it appropriately.))

Jessine woke up in a dark room. Her body is wrapped in a plush comforter. Her eyes opened slightly to see grey shades of items around the room. Jessine touched in front of her, feeling nothing. A loneliness filled her as she turned to the opposite direction to find the body she longed for. She could see the outline of a silhouette lying peacefully. A soft sigh filled the silent room and she caressed the sleeping body. Her hand sketched his defined muscles that bulged from hos arms. She memorized every inch of his abs with her fingers. Being in that room with him, made her forget about all the wrong that happened in her past.

Her hand traveled from his belly button to his-,"Cut it out,Jessine..." Tai mumbled in his sleep, "Do you know how early it is right now?"

Jessine turn to her bedside table and stared at the clock, "it's ten minutes to ten. It's not too early for any thing"

She untangled herself from the covers and stood in front of the closed window. Jessine pulled open the curtains, the sun light darkening her bare body. A loud sigh came from behind her and the cover were wrapped around her body again, "I know you're not stupid, Jess. Don't just stand in front of the window baring yourself! You know what kind of world we live in."

He pulled her back to the bed and cuddled her. His neck nestled in to hers as they embraced in the true dance of love. It was interrupted a couple of hours later by a phone call. Jessine glanced at the shaking landline on Tai's side of the bedside table, "Hello? ...Yeah...10 minutes?!...ah we'll be out by then...no I don't want another night. We'll be out on time...uh huh... Bye." Jessine looked at the clock, 11:50 already?, Tai tore hisself from Jessine and picked up their small duffle bag, throwing a tee shirt and jeans to her. They pulled on their clothes quickly and ran down to check out, "This isn't my shirt...it's way too large."

"Shh, you can change later. Yes, we made it with 1 minute to spare."

Jessine waited by the door until Tai joined her. They walked out of the love hotel and traveled to a local garage where multiple motorcycles were parked out front. Tai walked in with his arm around Jessine's shoulder. 'woo's' and snorts came from immature men that inhabited the garage, "You better watch out boss, you don't want to be thought of as one of them rapists out there." a member shouted from the back, "Don't go walking around with a young maiden dressed so lewdly!" Jessine glared at them and they stopped immediately. Tai chuckled at her authority with them.

"You're wrong. That won't happen." doubt rang on Jessine's voice. She pondered on the thought and sighed.

Event 1

Effected players: All

Kei stopped his bike in front of an alleyway. "This is Kabel 2, I'm at one of the sites." Kei said into a mic attached onto his collar, he got an immediate reply. "Roger that, Kabel 2, proceed inside and recover any evidence you find."

"Wilco, proceeding into the site." Kei dismounted off his bike, leaving it at the entrance of the alleyway. "I'm probably not gonna find anything here, these are one of the more wider alleyways, I'm sure they'd have done it in a more narrow one where it's harder for the victim to escape." Kei sighed as he stopped by an open dumpster, he climbed up to take a look and dropped back down after deeming that there wasn't anything of importance inside. "This is Kabel 2, site has been cleared, no evidence was found." Kei walked back from the dumpster, "Roger that, Kabel 2, head towards the next site and-"

"Onii-san."

Lang growled in his sleep and turned to his other side.

"Onii-san, wake up, it's morning." Hotaru gently pressed and nudged her adoptive brother. He merely turned to his other side and stretched his back. Hotaru could only sigh as Lang slept, seeming to give up when he finally shot up straight, his eyes narrowed and staring straight in front of him.

Before Hotaru could say anything, Lang slowly turned his head to the alarm clock at his side. It was an hour passed the time it was supposed to wake him off. He then turned his head to Hotaru who could look back at him as if afraid. Lang was always either very cranky or very distant when he woke up as he was definitely not a morning person. Over the last week it'd just been the two of them as Hinata was off on a mission back at Konohagakure. As such, chores were left mostly to Hotaru as Lang was almost constantly out of the house since then.

"Um, Onii-san, school starts in about five minutes." And the moment little Tomoe Hotaru said this, Lang became a blur of motion that blew passed his dresser drawer, then the bathroom then the kitchen and the back to the small bedroom. He was then dressed in a black motorcycle jacket with silver dragons on the sides, dark blue jeans, motorcycle gloves, boots and traded his usual cap for a motorcyle helmet.

"Okay, c'mon." Lang said as he hefted a thin green bag over his shoulder. For the moment, Hotaru looked worried, knowing what was in it, but followed anyway. Lang hopped unto a black Kaneda motorcyle with a silver dragon decal on each side. Hotaru quickly wrapped her tiny arms around her brother as he started the bike and then took off at full-speed.

One would think she'd be used to the way Lang drove when in a hurry, but it took all of Hotaru's force of will not to scream or vomit as the kaneda nimbly wove through traffic and various obstacles. Normally Hotaru and Hinata would walk to school together, but with the numerous rapes around town and Hinata being away, lang took it upon himself to take his little sister to and from school everyday, much to her and the school's student council president & staff's dismay.

St. Victoria Girls Academy was a rather large private school, split up between three buildings. However, the author of this post will elaborate about them later, right now there's a problem.

"Oh, Christ, they're here too?!" Lang snapped.

"Who?" Hotaru asked then looked ahead of them.

There was a large group of protesters gathered outside the school's gates; a bunch of middle-aged men dressed in traditional Japanese garb brandishing weird flags and shinai & bokken. Lang sighed to himself as he watched the school's student council president trying fruitlessly to quell the rawkus they were causing.

"It's the Nippon no Shin-Jisou... What do we do, onii-chan?" Hotaru asked as they dismounted the motorcycle. Lang simply opened the bag and pulled a Ruger 22. calibur rifle with a mounted scope and approached the group, Hotaru trailing behind him.

The council president was a girl of average height and very slim. She was a girl who prefered to keep her pink hair in a neat ponytail and framed her brown eyes with a pair of red-framed glasses.

"Please, this is hardly the place for such a thing; you're disturbing the students here!" The council president pleaded weakly, having lost much of her energy

Her opponent, a balding man with a sizeable gut, a molester's mustache and one ugly blue and grey kimono kept up his verbal assault with, "The ones causing trouble here are the foreign filth you school continues to allow to come here and drag down the Japanese education system with their stupidity! It was it the duty of you young, beautiful, nubile and intelligent women, the future of Japan to join us and see that these foreigner hoardes are gotten rid of!" All the eye scanning her body with his lechorous eyes.

"Enough of this! St. Victoria is an open-door school that does not discriminate nationality or creed! I'm asking you one last time to leave, or I will be forced to call the authorities!" The council president went on.

"Oh, don't you bother with those spineless cowards that cater to the whims of those foreign bastards who continue to go out and rape precious young women such as yourself! Only we, the Nippon no Shin-Jisou can protect you from-"

BANG

The entire campus stopped and turned to see Lang with the rifle pointed in the air, now smoking from the shot fired. He slowly approached the group and knocked the rifle against his shoulder and nodded to the Council President.

"Is everything okay, Iincho-san?" Lang asked.

"Ah, look another gaijin savage come to rape the-!" Before the mob leader could finish, Lang cocked the rifle and said, "If you don't back the fuck away from her with the swiftness...!"

".... ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU THINKING BRINGING A GUN HERE?!" She suddenly screamed.

"Oh, y'know... Protection... Speaking of which."

"Do you think we're afraid of your little toy! Guns are useless against the might of Japan's rightful", Lang then turned and aimed the rifle in the mob's direction, cutting off their leading. They promptly backed away and began to leave the campus, but before their leader became emboldened and turned towards Lang as he lowered his rifle.

"Just you wait, gaijin! You will indeed taste the wrait of Nippon no-ack!" Suddenly, Lang grabbed him by his kimono

"Lemme tell ya somethin' about wraith: Wraith is me breakin' my foot so far up your ass, you'll be tastin' the soles of these timberlands for a fuckin' month if you don't get the hell up outta here!" Lang snapped then pushed the middle-aged man towards his group. As the mob left, Lang turned to Hotaru, now standing behind the Council President and waved to her.

"I'll see ya, sis." Lang said and waved before going off to his bike.

It was deathly silent for a time until the Council President looked at Hotaru.

"Tomoe-san, your brother is scary." She said.

"I know, Iincho-san. But I'm glad I have him around." Hotaru said with a nod.

((OOC: I realize this is a really long post, but I had a lot of ground to cover here))

The sun started to peak over the low rolling hills located near the south side of Fakku City, burning the early morning fog off of the hills. The sun glistened off of the freshly fallen snow that had fallen late last night, leaving the landscape looking like a snowy desert. Amongst the thick trees that dotted the hills, there stood a lone stone house, in a small clearing, seemingly built into the hillside. The door slowly opened to the brisk air, and revealed a small, but stout dwarf with a sizable beard growing from his head.

The dwarf takes in a deep breath of the fresh morning air as he looks around the clearing, surveying how deep the snowfall was.

"Ah. Tis a fine morning to gather up some firewood for me forge.", the dwarf says as he starts walking towards the nearby stump. As he approaches the stump, he grabs a hold of the woodcutter's axe he kept nearby at all times. He walks over to the pile of lumber that he had piled the day before and brushes the snow off of the top. He grabs the top log and places it on the stump, near the center, and brings up his axe. He swings the axe down, striking cleanly through the log. Gathering up the two halves, he sets them aside in a neat pile. He continues this for a while, cutting up a third of the lumber pile he had, and then proceeds to carry the newly cut pile off to the forge.

The forge had gone cold over the night. Not even an ember could be seen remaining. He dons his leather blacksmith apron, and brings out the kindling sticks to light the forge. Within minutes, the fire of the forge roars once again, bringing much needed heat to the surrounding area.

"I'm glad that worked out. I've gotten low on me kindlin' wood. I should go into town soon and get some.", the dwarf says to himself, starting up a mental checklist of supplies.

The dwarf proceeds to start refining some pieces he had been working on the past few weeks, making sure they were up for the abuse they would be put through. Within a couple hours, he has some very well made woodcutter axes and butchering knives made up, ready to go to town for sale. As the dwarf started to hang up his apron, he noticed a group of humans walking up the path that lead to his home. He puts up the apron, and puts his war axe into his belt loop, as he walks out to greet the group.

"Mornin' to you fine people. What brings you to my humble house here?", the dwarf asks nonchalantly of the people.

One of the men step forward, and pulls out a piece of paper from his kimono, handing it to the dwarf. "We are here to remove you from this area, Orik, last of the dwarves. This letter here states that you have to forfeit your lands to the district and relocate to a new location. The other papers are your exportation papers. They are to tell you that you must leave Japan as soon as you're able to, along with any possessions you want to keep", the man says proudly.

Orik quickly scans the documents, looking over the signatures, and seals. "Aye. These do seem like the real documents, but anyone can tell that they have been badly forged. The official marks on the paper are missing, and the letters have very poor wording within them, making it seem they were put together at the last minute.", Orik says truthfully. "I have had a bunch of you try to pass off these same documents to me in the past. And I'll tell you the same thing every time. My race were the first here in Japan. We were here much longer than man, and I have my rights to this land, as signed for by the Prime Minister himself, and I will no leave me lands. This is the last heritage of me kind, and I will no have it removed."

Orik takes a breather from talking so hastily, and calms his mind once more.

"If'n you gentle men would like, I can tell you more about our, the dwarves, history and how it relates to mans?", Orik offers.

"As if. Man only belongs in Japan and everyone else can go die or get out. We will be back, dwarf.", the man says as the group starts walking away.

"My, that group of extremists are stubborn. Too bad too. If they would have learned about our history, they would have changed their tunes.", Orik says as he trudges back to the forge to finish packing things up.

After a while, Orik heaves a box full of knives and axes onto the little cart he has for transporting his wares, and he grabs the front of it. It's slightly stuck as the snow trapped the wheels, but gets dislodged after a strong push from the back. He then pulls his cart behind him as he starts heading into the City.

A few hours go by and Orik reaches some of the main roads leading into the city, already packed with kids on their lunch breaks and such, which forces Orik to take to some of the side roads and alleys to get to the shopping center. On one of the darker alleys, Orik starts hearing the sounds of a struggle as he travels down the alley.

"Huh. It must be some stray animals that live around here.", Orik says as he continues to walk down the alley. Suddenly, there was a yell for help. Not necessarily the actual phrase "Help me!", but it was close. After hearing the yell, Orik moves around his cart, leaving it in the middle of the alleyway, and heads toward the sounds. He looks around the corner of the building and sees a rotund man trying to sexually assault a young girl. Orik moves around the corner and pulls the axe loose from his belt loop.

"Hey there now. What is going on here? I sure hope you're not planning on doing anything you might regret sir.", Orik says as he flashes his war axe in front of the man.

The man backs off of the girl and lands into a near by trash pile. "Wh-What are you going to do with that axe?", the man stammers out as he stares at the weapon in my hands. "Oh, I was just thinking about shaving some of the pounds off of ya. It looks like you really need it too.", I say as I start moving the axe a little. "Geez!", the man says as he starts to furiously wipe the sweat off of his face. "I-I'm getting out of here!", he says as he dashes past Orik out of the alley.

Orik starts laughing heartily as he puts the axe back in his belt loop. He walks over to the young miss and offers her his hand. "I take it ya needed a little help, young miss."

"Hold up." Kei interrupted his headset as he spotted a few silhouettes approaching. As they got closer, Kei could see who they were, all wearing traditional japanese clothing, armed with simple wooden weapons and a shoddy flag made to desecrate other flags. Kei smirked, "Hotel Quebec, this is Kabel 2. I've encountered a mob of NSJ, recommended course of action?" Kei asked as one of the men raised his shinai and pointed it at Kei.

"Hey, you there!" The man shouted, Kei took a glance at him before going back to his conversation on his headset. "Hotel Quebec, one of them is pointing a class G weapon towards me and is calling out to me in a threatening manner, recommended course of action?" Kei asked as the man continued.

"Oy, listen up, you gaijin. We're Nippon no Shin-Jisou, the true japanese, immigrant scum like you should go back to whatever backwater country you came from. Only us, the true children of Japan deserve to live here!" He shouted, Kei ignored him making a "Blah-blah-blah" hand gesture towards him. The man was annoyed but Kei was too busy listening to his headset. "Kabel 2, you are not to retaliate unless in self-defense." Kei paused for a moment, "So . . . they have to hit me first if I want to pound their skulls in?" Kei asked, "Affirmative." the headset replied, he sighed. "Acknowledged, Kabel 2 out." he turned and looked over to the men, ”Sorry I was on my phone there, tell me, what part are you guys up to now? I’m sure you’re pretty much done spouting out your generic racist remarks so you’re probably up to that bit where you’re gonna accuse me of rape and yadda, yadda, yadda.” Kei stated in a dull tone, indicating how bored he was.

“Y-you-“ The man was furious, “How dare you look down on Nippon no Shin-Jisou, we are the true children of this land! Nobody but us have the right to live here!”


Kei laughed, the man was confused as to what Kei was laughing about. ”Oh that is just rich,” Kei started walking up to them, ”The Nippon no Shin-Jisou? You think you’re true children of Japan? And nobody but you guys has the right to live here?” Kei stood face to face with the leader, staring dead straight into his eyes and scoffed, ”What a stupid joke.”

Jessine quietly watched the other members and their horse play. She snuggled into Tai's arm and they sat on top of a tower of tires. She felt as if she was the queen to a king of mischief. Even with the thought her face stayed serious, she could hear a ruckus other than the one from the gang, "Tai, do ya hear that?"

"Yeah, ignore it. It's just some monkeys trying to kick us out."

He glances over at the garage door as it was banged on by an heavy object. Jessine followed his gaze and saw the dent left in the door by it, "They want to fight?" She looked back at him with anticipation in her eyes.

The second in command, Shingi spoke up as he approached our makeshift throne, "No, they want to dispose of us. Too bad we have to dispose of them first."

The gang got excited, grabbing their weapons and rushing to open the garage door. Jessine looked up at Tai again, wondering if it was all right for us to fight them. His eyes were closed as if he didn't care. Jessine took it as an opportunity to join the gang in their fight. As soon as she got up, Tai's arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her back down, "Don't you even think about it."

"Who do ya think you are? I can do whatever I want to."

The garage door was lifted, letting the sun brighten the room. There were men dressed in traditional Japanese clothing rioting in the street. There were a few women carrying paint cans and buckets of water, throwing their contents on female pedestrians.Some of the men were beating local residents with wooden sticks, "Do you really expect me to let you go out there? You think I'll just let you get hurt by them?"

Jessine wiggled out of his grip and hopped down from the tires, "Ya have no choice!" Jessine squeezed her way through to the front of the gang. One the gang members who stood next to her looked down at her with a puzzled expression, "Hey, boss said it was okay for you to be out here?"

Jessine ignored the question as one of the women approaches her. The woman lifts a small bucket that had a lingering fish odor and Jessine stared into her eyes with a disgusted expression on her face, "You are a filthy whore! Look at how you sleep with these men! You sell yourself and steal our men! You adulterer!" Jessine's expression does not change and her glare at the woman's eyes does not shift. The woman lifts the bucket higher in an attempt to pour it's contents on Jessine,"You slu-" Jessine shoves her fist under the woman's diaphragm, pushing all her breathe out of her.

The slimy water spills slightly on Jessines leather boots and she snaps,"That's enough out of you..." Jessine grabs the woman by the shoulder and knees her in the same spot she had punched her. She shoves her face into the concrete repeatedly, "That's what happens with you mess with me and my boots, you bitch!"

Once the woman was left unconscious, Jessine focused on the other men and could hear them shouting some type of chant, "We are the true children of Japan! We are the rightful owners of the land! WE ARE THE NIPPON NO SHIN-JISOU!"

She turned to see the men shouting behind whom seemed to be the leader. He was standing face to face with Shingi, who was about to throw a punch when Tai comes up behind him. Tai stares down at an middle aged, slightly stumpy man, "You have something to say to us?"

The man looks back up at him, "Get out of this land! You're dirtying our country! You rape our women! We are the true children of Japan and it's our duty to rid our country of vermin like you!"

The rest of the Nippon no Shin-Jisou starts their chant again but it stops abruptly when Tai grabs the man's collar. Tai lifts him to eyes level and speak very slowly, "Get out of here...and no one gets hurt." Snorts and instigation come from behind Tai as he throws the man back down.

"This won't be the last you've seen us!" The man shouts as they flee. One man picks up the woman off of the ground and hurriedly leaves. Tai walks toward Jessine and smacks her on the back of her head, "You're lucky. Don't ever do that again..."

(I'm not really sure that the Nippon is violent like that but it sounds better.)

The man’s eye twitched, he lost it. He gripped his shinai hard raising it up high in the air. “DON’T MESS WITH ME!!!” he shouted as he swung it down at Kei, hitting his left cheek. Kei was unaffected, his head only turned to the side from the swing, and he grinned. ”Sean, did you hear that?” Kei spoke into his headset.

“Heard it loud and clear. You’re authorized to use Level B self-defense protocol, blunt melee weapons and take them down in any means necessary but no killing.” Kei smirked, ”Got it, Kabel 2 out.” He turned back to the man who was still raging. He shouted out a war cry as he lunged towards Kei, his shinai raised over his shoulder, ready for another swing.

SMACK!

In an instant, the shinai flew out of the man’s hand, up into the air and landing back right next to the man. Kei had his arm raised; in his hand was his 28” telescopic baton. ”Showtime.” Kei slammed the baton down onto the man’s left shoulder, fracturing it. The man screamed in pain as Kei spun down low, swinging his baton and shattering the man’s right knee. The man fell onto the ground, curled into a ball and holding onto his broken knee while the rest were frozen, unable to move from what they had just witnessed. Kei took a deep breath before looking over at the rest of the group. Kei raised his left arm and gave them a “come at me” gesture.

(Aw, dammit! I'm sorry, Zan! I didn't realize until three days later that your long post actually had something to do with mine! I'm sorry! T ^ T)

I look at his hand, and then his eyes, and I can't help blushing when I see my disheveled appearance being reflected in them. I stammer out, "I-I can get up by myself, thank you!" I'm blushing the whole time I stand up to fix my clothes while wiping the drool off of my neck. Then, I look for my guitar, only to find it a bit battered up. "Mr. Guitar...*sniff*..." My whole day's suddenly been ruined. I tearfully pack my guitar back into it's case, and then remember my savior. Instantly, I'm smiling again and I say to him, "Hi! My name is Maho Minami, and thanks a lot for getting that fatso off of me! Not to be rude or anything, but does there happen to be another two of you nearby? And the three of you sing and do a choreographed dance? And are you a midget? And nice axe! I've got an 'axe' too, haha!"

(It's okay Neo. I wrote quite a lot, so... It's fine.)

After hearing the girls questions, Orik bellows out a hardy laugh, with his hands placed on the center of his belly.

"Oh, young miss. Ya sure do have a good sense of humor. But I'm afraid I'm the only one of my kind left, ya see. I am a dwarf, but I don't want to bore ya with my long story. My name is Orik Erothknurl, but ya can just call me Orik.", he says to the young miss. "Ah, by the way. Did ya need any help getting back to the main roads? They're pretty packed with students right now, but ya should be alright. I was heading to the nearby shopping district, if'n ya wanted some company. And I might know someone down thar that might help ya fix that instrument ya have in your possession., Orik offers to the young miss.

One of the men gathers his courage and charges Kei, holding his shinai close to his side as if he was attempting to stab Kei. ”Amateurs.” Kei thought as the man closed in. He side stepped the man, knocking away the shinai and smashed the back end of his baton into the man’s gut. He fell to the ground next to the first man.

Kei had a mad smile on his face as he looked over to the rest of the group who were starting to flee out of the alleyway. Kei felt disappointed that only one of them stood his ground. ”You’re pretty brave to stand your ground there when all of your friends have abandoned you. Tell me, are all you guys in Nippon no Shin-Jisou cowards?” Kei asked. The man didn’t say anything. ”What’s the matter? Your knees shaking or something?” The man said nothing but slowly started to walk towards Kei.

”This isn’t gonna be good, he’s probably gonna do something irrational.” Kei thought, he started to slowly back away as the man came closer. “You gaijin.” The man muttered, “How dare you harm my fellow men like that. HOW DARE YOU!” The man shouted out as he pulled a pistol from his back pocket. ”Sh*t!” Kei jumped behind the dumpster from earlier as the man began to fire at his position.


”Hotel Quebec, this is Kabel 2. One of the men has a class D firearm and is currently firing at me. Request going to Level A self defense protocol” Kei spoke into the mic. “That is a negative, you are only authorized with Level B, what information do you have on his firearm?” the headset replied. Kei huddled closer to the dumpster as the shots came closer towards his location. ”I only caught a glimpse of it but I could see it was a Glock pistol, by the sounds of it; it is a .40 cal model. Most likely a Glock 23, it should hold around 15 rounds if he’s using a standard magazine. I’ve heard him fire 7 rounds so far.” The man continued firing upon Kei’s position.

Kei waited behind the dumpster, ”6 . . . 5 . . . 4” Kei counted down how many rounds was left in the man’s pistol. ”2 . . . 1 . .”

BANG!

”ZERO!” Kei jumped from behind the dumpster, dashing towards the man. The man was in panic, pulling the trigger repeatedly in an attempt to shoot Kei despite the pistol being empty. The man started screaming as Kei came face to face with him, Kei grabbed the man by the neck and threw him down onto the ground. The man was down on the floor unconscious, along with the other two. Kei leant against the wall, breathing hard, trying to beat back his asthma.

((OOC: I STILL don't get what's the date of this RP...))

Anne got on in her car, a long car looking black car, which was prepared to escort her to school. After she got on, a maid stumbled across the the ground in order to close the door for her. "Be safe now, Ojou-sama!!" Rie yelled so as to have her message reach her Mistress inside now inside the car and going away as the car moved further and further away in mere seconds, meanwhile; the maids waved at their Mistress on leave.

The driver; wearing glass sunglasses, looking like a secret agent from a company of espionage, seemingly a bodyguard as well - started to drove the car to the Academy. Anne took a peek at her shining golden wristwatch as the vast scenery consisting of tall buildings crossed by the window. Quite early, not close to being late at all. Perfect as always she thought to herself. Just as she thought everything would go well with her schedule, the car hard braked; coming to a stop. "What the hell are you doing, Driver?! I have to get there early everyday!" Anne shouted at her Driver.

"Ojou-sama... I'd urge you to please look forward as we seem to have unwanted company blocking the road currently," the Driver said, pointing at the crowd, all wearing traditional Japanese cloths, such as kimonos and hakamas. Anne didn't pay much attention to the weird looking flags, as she didn't cared for other countries, needless to say, even though she respects her country; she couldn't bring herself to care for that flag. So, Anne instead just gave a blatant look at the crowd.

"Ojou-sama, if I may have your permission, I'd like you to-" Anne spoke; disallowing her bodyguard to end his sentence, "Just go and beat them down for me already, make sure to clear the path for the car to be able to move while you're at it, I don't want to be late, you hear me?!" when Anne was done speaking, she shook her head to the other direction; annoyed already. The Driver got out of the car and to the crowd after replying with, "Y-Yes Ojou-sam!!".

"Get out of the way you old men!! Ojou-sama will be late for class if you old punks don't move outta the way!!" Anne's driver shouted to the ill-minded crowd, "You are the one who needs to move outta the way. And don't forget to get your pansy-ass back to your country while while you're at it kid!! We're the Nippon no Shin-Jisou! We are the only ones who deserves to live on this land, and we WILL have you freaks out of our country!!" the protesting crowd then yelled after him, all calling out their group's name.

"Get out of our way!!!!", the Bodyguard punched their leader - his saliva, gushing out of his mouth; could clearly be seen in the air, shining radiantly in the warm sunlight. But then... he was soon overwhelmed as he was outnumbered and the crowed manages to beat him down and knock him out cold. The Bodyguard was not his Mistress's hero today, it seemed. Anne sighed. Anne opened the door, and got out of the car, before the pack of ruthless men and women would maybe start breaking the car with their low-tier weapons.

Anne faced them, then took a look at her wristwatch and showed to their faces, Look! It's past 7:30 am now. I'm going to be late for class if you people keep this up. Do me a favor and kindly move aside please, you pack of wolves," Anne maintained her somewhat air of eloquence as she stared towards the men. The women from the crowd yelled at her, "Get the fuck out of our country you stupid ugly whore and an adulterer!!". Now, Anne's eyes widened from feeling insulted. She gave an intense look towards the crowd, the women wanted to beat her with the wooden sticks they held.

Just before their wooden weapons managed to touch Anne... a mysterious force repelled not just their weapons, and tossed away their bodies to the floor, too. As Anne looked down on the magnificently wiped out woman lying in the street after waving her right arm to the right; she gave a loud speech, "For making me witness such disgusting faces after wiping them out of their misery. AND for daring to show hostility towards me. Not to mention insulting me earlier. How do you all plan to make up for the rudeness you've displayed me?".

Anne's vermillion colored eyes glowed in clear arrogance and anger, but none cared; for they were nothing more than mongrels and sore losers, with false thinking and comprehension. "So you're fucking arrogant bitch eh!? HAH! Rich little kids won't scare us! Come on guys!" said a brave yet foolish man. The whole crowd then charged towards Anne, not caring for whatever magic trick she used, since she was only a girl seemingly a loli to some of those pedo-losers eyes, and thus; she was to their eyes; weak.

Even after the display of sheer strength of magic. That one courageous man saying that they are not scared of a little girl yet having his whole group charge at her seemed... rather weird to Anne. Anne shrugged, "If they so wish to be put out of their misery... then so be it, I don't want to get late for such incompetent fools," she thought out loud.

Some of the men were knocked out by Anne's mysterious forces every time she shook her hand towards them. Even their wooden weapons broke away whenever they tried to stroke her down to the cool and solid ground. The crowd stopped and were frozen with fear, when Anne grabbed a man and pulled him above the ground with her hand, covered in white gloves. Perhaps looking at her enormous physical strength was more than a surprise for them, leading them to view her as a monster now? Though, one would already think that way after seeing her magic. But this strange pack of idiots simply didn't earlier for God knows why.

Anne tossed the man to the ground - after which - a face, revealing a dark and sadistic nature could be seen to the bunch of men and and a few women after the body dropped, "So, who's next? And I'm yet to know, how will you stray dogs make up for insulting me?" Anne seemed calmer than ever through her words spoken in a composed manner. "Y-You'll pay for this!! You tiny Bitch!" said yelled as they all ran away with what life they had left in them, while the ones she had beaten out lay flat on the street still; unconscious.

Anne took a glance at her Driver - still knocked out. Anne started walking forward, "Stupid Driver.. and those stupid people with miniscule minds! I'll late for class now, dammit!" she said as she started running across the street. [b]I'm gonna give that Driver a good beating very soon for allowing me to be late... I promise... [/i] Anne thought to herself out of anger and frustration.

"Um...it's not like I don't appreciate you saving me and all, Orik, but...hum, a dwarf? It's not that I don't believe you or anything! I mean, haha, you should tell me more about yourself! I'm headed the same way you are for my part-time job, so you can tell me all about it!" I hurriedly leave the alleyway to get my bike, and then I look back at Orik wearing a playful smile. "We'll walk and talk, yea?"