towerofanimus | +1 angry clone

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+1 angry clone

Characters: Yusuke and YOU
Setting: Room 1-17, anywhere, and then the kitchen.
Format: prose, but can do action
Summary: Yusuke wakes up and wants something to eat.
Warnings: swearing, violence, and many other zany stuff depending on people.

Room 1-17

Yusuke groaned, waking up at long last. He had been snoring rather loudly earlier, but that was not the case any longer. Even someone like him had learned to get up early; slightly early anyway. Rising up, he yawned, rubbing his eyes. Things felt different, like a softer bed for instance. And as he looked around his empty room, noticing the three other beds, he raised an eyebrow. Didn't take him long to piece things together.

"This supposed to be another Facility 3 kinda thing?"

He glanced at the note next to him, picking up the note and giving it a quick read. Growing more confused, he crumbled and tossed it away, and instead grabbing the faciliberry he was used to using--except that it wasn't. This was a new device entirely. And even worse, as he pressed the buttons, it wasn't turning on. With another growl, he tossed it behind him back onto the bed.

"If things are changing up, I think me and Val are gonna have a little chat." Not like it mattered; Val had more power, and Val wasn't here! Someone may want to correct him...

Anywhere -

Where would you find Yusuke? Most likely wandering about, shouting random names and such as he searched for his friends. Odds are you may run into him, though pray you are not a familiar foe. Few as they were, Yusuke remembered them clearly. Still, if neutral, prepare to be interrogated/yelled at.

Or maybe you just find him beating up a bunch of random monsters that tried to attack him. The last is definitely more likely, and you may even see some energy blasts shot about as well, along with mass yelling.

Kitchen -

"....This is seriously it?"

He poked at the oatmeal in his bowel, frowning. This was not his day at all. Sure, it was better than health bars, but there were better things to eat, least he heard. But no, those foods were out of stock. This was just pissing him off more and more. Yeah, odds are he's just going to keep doing that for a bit. This was not his day...

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Chie was minding her own business wandering the tower as she is prone to do, though she does glance his way. Having to wonder if he's new since she doesn't remember seeing him around before.

"Hey! Are you new around here?" She waves in his direction, her own sense of friendliness kicking in as she offers him a smile in turn.

Yusuke recognized that voice alright. How could he not, though there was something very off all of a sudden. Her tone didn't sound like she was joking or anything, though Yusuke recognizing that? Not likely.

Which is why when he turns around, he raises an eyebrow. "Ha ha, very funny, Chie. Seriously, where the heck is everybody else, or where are we for that matter?"

Let the confusion begin.

Chie just blinks in clear confusion. Not entirely sure what to make of the fact Yusuke knows her name. "Uhm, we're in the tower. Didn't you read that letter?"

She warily crosses an arm over her chest to rub at her other arm's elbow, Chie clearly unsure how to really phrase this question beyond awkwardly saying. "Are you from- some universe where we were friends?"

"Oh that piece of crap about worlds being destroyed? Yeah, kinda don't buy that shit."

He raised an eyebrow at the next words though. Random universe? Was this some kind of joke? Chie was never really the type, but then again, his friends always surprised him. The perfect example was the Kuwabara being 'dead' thing, though that did happen to the original Yusuke only.

"Are you just trying to get back at me for scaring ya when I died?" he asked. "Gotta say, your humor technique needs way more work."

"Well- its, real enough?" She frowned a little as she wrinkled her nose some. She felt torn on the whole issue. "I don't really believe it, but- we're stuck here and can't do anything."

His words warrant a more irritated frown in response. Chie crossing her arms over her chest. "I don't even know who you are- and dead? You- can't get better from being dead."

"Well duh we're stuck. Not a lot of room in friggin space."

Yeah, he still wasn't getting it entirely. From what she said, this was no different than the facility. Still, there were differences, like Chie seemingly losing her memory. Or rather, he was somewhere else, and still couldn't believe it.

"How many times do I have to tell you? Died twice, came back from both just fine." He paused, thinking things over before speaking again. "Okay, the original me survived, but that doesn't change my point."

[ So there is a punk girl wearing ridiculously epic future!style rollerskates.

As in, punk who gives no shit for authority. And while you might be fighting monsters, she grinds the stair's rail, leaps off it and runs over a monster at top speed as best she can. The result is it being knocked down REALLY HARD. In fact, she broke it's skull when she smacked it with her skate.

In her hand she is wielding... wait for it...

a can of spray paint. Wow. ]

Whoaaaa, this is nuts! Hey, you okay?

Edited 2012-06-27 02:05 (UTC)

[Zombies, that's all they were. And honestly, a single punch was enough to completely knock them down, though no matter what, they just got back up. Just as Yusuke held up his finger to blast away them with a Spirit Gun, finger glowing...

That's when the newcomer took down the closest one to him. And was that a spray can? He blinked at the newcomer.]

...I was until I saw the 70s strike back.

Seventies? Wouldn't know, I'm a twenty-first century girl born and raised!

[ AND THEN SHE TAGS THE MONSTER oh it looks so much prettier now. It ain't getting up, that's for sure. ]

Man... Beat wasn't kidding, are these like, ZOMBIES? Gross!

[ She's fully prepared to spray some more stuff, too. WHAT SORT OF PERSON EVEN FIGHTS WITH SPRAY PAINT... ]

[Yusuke zapped one zombie with a spirit gun, not even bothering to aim as the creature vanished within the blue energy he shot. He was too busy fixed on her weapon of choice.]

...Yeah, I don't think spraying them with that is gonna do much.

[ She huffs. ]

Well, it worked on everything else. And it's not like I've got a better weapon aside from my skates. What the heck are YOU doing, anyway?

Punching and shooting things. Obviously. [And as he says that, he turns around, punching down one zombie and spinning back around to shoot one with his spirit gun. The zombie broke apart upon impact with the energy, nothing new for him.]

[Beating on the monsters like that is something he'd be doing himself, so, when he comes across someone else shouting and fighting monsters like that, Mondo has to stop and watch. Maybe it's someone from his gang, after all. But, then, whatever he's shooting off there doesn't make much sense...

It's pretty clear Urameshi doesn't need help, so he just leans on the metal pipe from his bedframe he's carrying with him and watches the fight.]

[Nothing but zombies, and they were hitting the floor. Still, he was noticing how they were getting up, despite limbs being broken apart. Taking that into his head, he aims his finger at them, blue energy forming at the tip.]

Kinda boring hitting nothing but you losers. Spirit Gun!

[The beam from the blast is quite large, a single bullet firing into the zombie before creating a loud and powerful explosion of spiritual energy, taking the other zombies with it. He yawns after the bodies vanish from the sheer power of his attack, and begins to stretch.

And it didn't take him long to sense the other being nearby.]

Enjoy the show?

Heh, sure, always appreciate a good fight.

[Especially gawking at the strange powers so many people seem to have in this tower. It makes him feel a bit pathetic in comparison, but, still, seeing something like that never gets old.]

Meh, that was nothing. A good fight can last way longer than that embarrassment.

[The fights in his own world were far tougher, even back in the day. Then again, being a clone, the facility had often threw things far more menacing.]

Sure, but doesn't mean that was crap. Those things're annoying and kinda boring, but, hey.

Ain't there anything stronger here? Because if this is the best those scientists got, it'll be smooth sailing in reaching them.

Sure there is. But those things ain't those guys' henchmen or nothing. Just got here the same way we did, they said it was an accident.

Some accident. I can smell the bullshit in those words.

Yeah, well, that's the story they feed us. They've got those drone guys for doing what they want anyway, so I still don't think that's what the monsters are for. Those guys're scarier than most of the monsters anyway.

Oh really? How much firepower they packing?

Pretty sure they're not packing. Creepy as fuck anyway, though. Also got robots who'll drag you off.

Robots huh? [Oh great, dealing with THOSE things again.]

Yeah, shit like that. Don't try to hit those guys...ones without a colour or red in the collars, I think.

[Oh right, those collars...annoying.]

And what happens if I do hit them? They press an instant death button or something?

Don't think it's quite so lucky. Probably sucks a whole hell of a lot more.

They actually teach robots here how to torture? That's a---wait, no nevermind.

[He forgot about the facility for a second there.]

I dunno, not exactly looking to find out what they do to you. Had enough of that shit already.

They just crawlin' all over this tower, or hang around someplace else? I think I may wanna have a little 'talk' with them.

[It was obvious what he meant by talk.]

Pretty sure they go all over the place. Much as I'd like to join you, don't think that's a good idea.

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+1 angry clone

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