Don't Be C/A Fight In the Dark

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Characters: Shoutarou and you!
Setting: Floor Nineteen - The Second Library, nighttime.
Format: Starting prose, but will match if you prefer action brackets.
Summary: PUNCHIN' CRAB PEOPLE
Warnings: May be offensive to red-blooded Alternians for abuse of crab people

A pained yell is heard as a well-dressed man flies through the air in the library, thumps into a desk, then tumbles off onto the floor.

Okay, so this wasn't Shou's best day. He lost track of time, and got caught out and about at night, and has run into a handful of mirelurks - one of which just knocked him for a loop. He gets back on his feet quick enough, and puts a driver on his waist, moving back and out of the way of another swing. Then a USB stick is pulled from his vest, inserted in the driver, and the switch is thrown. The belt's voice shouts as black armor forms up around his body - JOKER!



"Now then, the odds are a little more favorable. Time to crack you guys open!" With that said, he actively leaps into the fray with the creatures. He's rather outnumbered, though, five-to-one...

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[forsakenwood]

Man what the hell is this. All Fran wanted was a solitary place to enjoy a glass of Bhujerban madhu (thanks, Zo(?)), but nooo. Bug-boy and crab-things apparently have a different idea.

Fran rises from her seat, placing both the bottle and the glass high on an unoccupied shelf. Somewhat satisfied (where else could she put them?), she turns her attention to the chaos, inhales deeply, then casts Protect on both herself and Shoutarou before removing her gun from its holster.

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Hey, they chased him up here - not like he wanted those things to follow him!

Shoutarou's in the midst of punching one into another to get a bit of distance when something happens to him - he's not sure what, though. "What was that...?" He hasn't quite noticed Fran yet, so it's currently a mystery to him as to where that came from, and what it was.

[fingerbangingood]

Make that four to one, as a figure appears from out of nowhere. He was nothing more than a blur, his speed incredible as he kicked one of the Mirelurks, knocking it a good distance away from the Joker. Granted, it was still alive, but after bouncing off the wall and onto the ground, it had to be hurt. Blue energy was still surrounding Yusuke's foot, his spirit kick having done quite a number.

Yusuke chuckled, glancing over at the costumed fighter. "Hey, you don't mind if I jumped in, did you? Zombies earlier bored me to death, and I need a good brawl."

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The creature gets up after being knocked into the wall - it had a lot of cracks in its shell, both from Yusuke's kick and the impact, but it wasn't out of the fight just yet.

The masked man's head tilts, and he lets out a low whistle while wrestling with one of the beasts. "...that's some kick, kid. I definitely won't turn it down if there's more where that came from."

[fingerbangingood]

"Oh trust me, this is just the warm up!" said Yusuke, cracking his knuckles and facing the other Mirelurks. These guys were slow, but had one hell of a defense. Thankfully, Yusuke's energy could outlast them all. However, he preferred to have fun in a fight as well.

Fists not glowing for a change, he rushes at the Mirelurks, punching one in the face and knocking it back a bit. Another fist at the one by his side, and another fell back. With their horrendous speed, it was easy for Yusuke to dodge their claws and come back with a counter of his own.

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As Yusuke's fists stop glowing, Shoutarou's right fist does, once he moves the Gaia Memory in his belt to the hip slot and activates it.

JOKER! MAXIMUM DRIVE!

"Rider Punch!" He follows up what Yusuke started by swinging at the one the younger fellow knocked back, and once the purple energy discharges and explodes against the creepy crustacean, knocking it out of the fight. Still a number left, though - Shoutarou pulls an elbow back, smacking it into one that tried to flank him.

[fingerbangingood]

Well, if they were going all out, Yusuke wasn't going to hold back. His fists may not have been glowing, but instead, he jumps back, aiming his finger, which had now been glowing with energy.

"Spirit Gun!"

The moment he had said it, the energy quickly came in a small burst, and right through the crustacean! It immediately fell shortly afterward, obviously unable to survive with a gaping hole in its chest. Two down, three to go.

"Quick question, are we going for instant kill, or drag it out and give them at least a chance?" he asked. "Just wanna know so I can make things interesting."

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After knocking the flanking one back, Shoutarou grabs its arm, and with a heave, tosses it toward one of the others, knocking them on the ground. It's not a spectacular toss, but it's effective.

"I'm all for getting things done quick - I've got no intentions of getting the attention of more creatures."

[fingerbangingood]

"Leave it to me then!"

Blue energy quickly switched to a crackling red, Yusuke's demon energy being summoned in place of his spirit energy. Each shot grew more powerful than the next, cracking and piercing the Mirelurks' armor. A second of a delay, yes, but they flew back into the shelves, holes clearly within their bodies.

Yusuke sighed, energy fading from his fingertip. "I was hoping for a better throwdown than that."

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The display is rather stunning to the armored fellow. He's not gonna argue with results, though. Shoutarou reaches down and folds his Driver up, causing the armor, sans the belt, to dissipate from his body. "...well, I'm pretty pleased with the turnout, myself," he answers with a half-chuckle, donning a fedora.

[victory_howl]

A white, furry blur sailed right past Shoutarou and into the nearest mirelurk, colliding hard with the creature in a flurry of red autumn leaves. Ammy rebounded off of the mirelurk's chest with a deft leap, landing on all four feet. She was off running in an instant, circling around Shoutarou and barking excitedly.

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The one Amaterasu hit lands awkwardly on its back - it'll have some trouble getting back up from that. Shoutarou, meanwhile is...rather perplexed. This obviously wasn't any ordinary dog, but still... "...you here to help?"

[victory_howl]

Ammy screeched to a halt and took a moment to stare at Shoutarou, as if to ask him what was taking so long. Well, duh she was here to help, bug dude. That's why she took out that monster.

[thisclinchesit]

Sue him, he doesn't speak wolf! And is kind of Bad At Animals.

Shoutarou shrugs, and activates a Maximum Drive. "Suit yourself, pooch! Rider Punch!" And with that said, he goes to get the one Ammy knocked down before it could get back up. The others, in the meantime, were closing in on Ammy and Shou.

[victory_howl]

Ammy dashed up to Shoutarou, using his back and shoulders as a springboard to leap high into the air and above the closing crowd. The beads around her neck extended into a whiplike weapon, lashing out at the nearby mirelurks left and right as she barked excitedly.

WHEE

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While Ammy's strikes didn't do much to slow them down, they definitely scraped up and weakened the strong shells the creatures had - which would make dealing with them a lot easier. Shoutarou follows the lashings up with some heavy punching, knocking one of the beasts out of the fight.

[victory_howl]

A large, paper-decorated bomb appeared in a puff of smoke, easily bigger in diameter than Ammy was long. It rolled into the crowd of mirelurks and then exploded in a fountain of sparks and the noise of fireworks.

Ammy herself bounded along between the monsters, striking out with her fangs and rosary.

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That bomb did well to knock a group of the beasts down, making them easy targets for Ammy and Shoutarou.

"Time to finish this up..." There's a quick relocation of his Gaia Memory, and a smack of a button.

JOKER! MAXIMUM DRIVE!

"Rider Punch!"

Shou jumps, and punches through a number of the beasts as they're trying to get back up.

[nemophila]

"Joker...?"

Jun'd been in the library for quite some time today, mostly taking astronomy and language books this time, and a variety of papers with strange markings scattered around him.

But the word roused an immediate suspicion in him, and he abandoned his books to investigate, as hesitant as he was. Only to find some...thing... fighting some monsters. It was basically the exact opposite of the Joker he knew, but regardless, he was ducking behind some bookshelves, watching him fight from afar.

(He'd passingly notice a resemblance to the Featherman designs when he wasn't so preoccupied.)

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JOKER! MAXIMUM DRIVE!

Shoutarou had gotten lucky, a few of them had lined up in their approach, so better to take the the opportunity when it was there. "Rider Kick!" He jogs forward, jumps, and delivers an explosive, purple-tinged kick to one Mirelurk, and knocks the others behind it down.

[nemophila]

He was definitely still suspicious as hell, but for now, the guy just seemed to be dealing with the monsters. Get rid of the Mirelurks now, and then he could get to the root of this problem later.

So, Jun stood up from behind the bookshelf, raised a hand into the air and summoned Chronos, unleashing a storm of destructive wind on the Mirelurks that remained.

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Wind. Green wind.

That was something Shoutarou hadn't seen in a long time. Its assistance was quite welcome, but what brought it on? He turns to look, and sees a boy and...some sort of clock-themed creature?

[nemophila]

Once the monsters were gone, the clockwork creature disappeared, as if fading out from existence. Now he could concentrate on something a little more important.

"Who are you?" He asks, a bit of a grave and critical tone in his voice. "Why do you go by 'Joker'?"

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Shoutarou was dusting his hands when the question came. "Eh?" He puts his right hand on his hip, and does a hand-flip motion with the other as he answers. "That's Kamen Rider Joker - the wild card in the winning hand of justice!"

[nemophila]

"...Hm. So it's that kind of joker." Said with a less than amused face. Congratulations Shou, you are being condescended at by a teenager. This is what happens when you pull out his old defensiveness and bitterness.

"You sound as if you're right out of a Saturday morning cartoon."