towerofanimus | a boy and his pet dino

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a boy and his pet dino

Characters: Phillip and you.
Setting: Starting in his room, but gonna end up in the hallway pretty quick. Catch him at either point~!
Format: Starting prose, matching you~
Summary: This is not how you want to wake up, the day of a hostage situation.
Warnings: Probably some small time angst. ALSO, SPOILERS FOR KAMEN RIDER W.

Panic wasn't a poignant enough word for the state Phillip was in. Last he could recall, he was talking to Fuyumi Asou- the next, he was strangely dressed in a white room with no bearings for his current situation. He'd had a plan, but this...pretty much set everything back. Of course, the first thought was that this was part of the Organization, and they had somehow managed to snatch him up while he was sleeping. It wasn't so far-fetched; the hostage taker could have alerted them to the agency's whereabouts. The collar was new, the suit was weird, but the most troubling?

He couldn't do lookups. Never in Phillip's recollection could he not do a lookup.

Phillip found his things in his trunk- scowled at Fang, but let the dinosaur hop out -and changed in to his normal outfit. The Organization wouldn't have left him his things, so what the heck was going on? He never even looked at the letters. Once he was dressed, he was out the room door, Fang crying out and following.

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Phillip realized the eel was flying at him a second too late, but it didn't seem to matter- Fang intercepted the candroid almost automatically, landing at Phillip's feet. When Phillip lowered his arms and spotted the helpless little robot, he wasted no time in picking it up and looking it over quickly.

"What is this?"

...lets ignore he was just throwing the candroid at him with probable-malicious intent.

Well, on the one hand the candroid had hit that...robot thing. Was that another candroid? It didn't fit that dumb color scheme, but it sure looked like something the Kougami Fouandation would churn out. On the other hand though, it had hit in that that weird Dino candroid had nerfed the attack and now this weird guy had it.

Ankh made a 'tch' sound at this turn of events (which was a bit muffled due to the ice cream), and grabbed the popsicle out of his mouth with his left hand. "None of your business," Ankh stated, marching over to the strange guy angrily and ripping the Eel out of his grip with his right hand rather violently-- which ended up being a mistake, because he immediately recoiled from the bruising on his hand and dropped the Eel to the floor again, cursing under his breath.

"More importantly, what the hell is that thing?" He asked once he had recovered, as he jerked his head at Fang, his left hand how holding his right hand as well as the ice cream.

Whoa, touchy. Fang made an annoyed noise, but Phillip once again ignored the memory, focusing on the dropped eel. He once again picked it up, looking it over with more detail now that he knew it's owner wasn't a threat.

However, he didn't seem like he was going to answer Ankh's question either, and finally looked up with a frown. "Where's it's memory?" If someone had made a robotic gadget like this, it had to have a memory slot somewhere.

"Memory?" Ankh gave him an odd look; what the heck did that even mean? The thing wasn't a damn picture album or something. He still seemed pretty pissed that the guy was holding the Eel, but yeah, not gonna try and grab it again.

"What's a memory?" He finally asked back, his temper seeming to calm a bit only because he had a defunct hand and was trying to gather some information.

"It's gaia memory." Frown, go! "You have something like this, but don't know what it is?"

Disregarding Ankh further lead to Phillip toying with the eel some more, before accidentally poking just the right spot- and staring with fascination as it turned in to a can.

Then he flipped the top, and it went back to eel. Then, can. Then eel. Can. Eel. Can. Eel.

"Huh?" This guy had to be out of it somehow. Though that at least confirmed that the robot he had was some sort of special candroid, or akin to it. "Tch. Never heard of them."

Of course this guy seemed pretty intent on ignoring Ankh and messing with the robot, and when the candroid turned back into its can form, he just watched with disinterest. And kept watching with disinterest. And some more because the guy just kept messing with it. Alright this was getting dumb.

A roll of his eyes, and Ankh stuffed the ice cream into the corner of his mouth again and swiped the Eel away from Philip once again with his left hand when it was in can mode.

"-hey!" Phillip went to snatch the can back, but only got air. So, instead he grabbed the popsicle stick, and snatched the ice cream hostage.

"What is it, then?"

"Hey--!" Right back at ya, because Ankh let out the same exclamation when the ice cream was suddenly yanked from his mouth.

He angrily contemplated whether or not he wanted to answer this guy, before looking away and relenting with a 'tch.' "If you want to know, tell me what the hell a 'gaia memory' is." Well, half-relenting.

"Fine." Phillip held the ice cream back out, then reconsidered. "You first."

Damnit, this guy was just like Hina. Although Ankh doubted he had the strength of that brawny wench. Still, this guy seemed to have some useful information ~~and his ice cream.~~

"It's a candroid," Ankh said, narrowing his eyes. "Created by the Kougami Foundation. That one there can electrocute things."

Phillip handed the popsicle back finally, seeming to mull this information over for a minute. Eventually, he grabbed Fang, and transformed the dinosaur in to the massive fang memory.

"A Gaia Memory is a piece of the planet's memory. It allows people to become dopants." Just like that, Phillip turned Fang back in to a dinosaur.

The planet's memory? That was a new one. He would look more contemplative, but he was busy grinning about getting his ice cream back, which he took in his left hand after tucking the candroid into his jacket.

So, the Dino candroid was actually one of those memory things? Interesting. "What's a dopant? Do all of these memories walk around and screech like that thing?"

"First- what's the Kougami Foundation? Then I'll explain."

...yes, he fully intends to keep doing this.

Damnit, this guy was too smart. Ankh looked away a moment as if he was just gonna screw it and move on, but eventually took a bit off his popsicle and looked back at him.

"Some company run by a crazy guy. They're responsible for RideVendors and the RideSquadron."

"RideVendors?" Company run by a crazy guy seemed to describe a lot of foundations operating these days.

"Dopants are monsters that come from an average person using a gaiamemory." Abridged version like hell, but he didn't really want to divulge detail anyway.

Companies run by crazy people really were par the course.

"Yeah; machines run by Cell Medals. They disperse the Candroids and transform into motorcyles when you hit the right buttons," Ankh continued. This stupid little information exchange game was annoying, but whatever, it was getting things done. It's not like the RideVendor information would be useful now that the Earth was gone.

"So what's the deal with that thing?" He asked, gesturing at Fang once again.

"Fang is a special gaia memory." Smash, flick, and suddenly Fang was, indeed, a USB. "He's used with a driver to become a Kamen Rider."

This conversation was just going to be an eternal information back and forth, wasn't it? "What's a cell medal?"

Ankh watched Fang's little transformation with interest. "Cell Medals are the kind of Medals that make up the bodies of Greeed and Yummies. The Kougami Foundation has found a way to harness their energy for other purposes."

Yeah basically eternal back and forth. Just wait and see who cuts off the information flow first. "What Kamen Rider are you?"

They're just getting it alllllllll out of the way now.

"One half of Kamen Rider Double." It's a small world aaaafteraaaaalll... "Which Kamen Rider do you know?"

Double was here? Well that certainly made things more interesting. Or, one half of Double at least. "Kamen Rider OOO," He responded simply.

Ankh finished off the remainder of his ice cream, tossing the stick behind him off into the hallway. At least now his hand was free. "What's so special about that Fang memory?"

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a boy and his pet dino

your soul needs more dinooo

no that's actually the exact ooopposite of what any soul needs

*nooo, soooul

c'mon man, you wouldn't want to oooverkill

*c'mooon, wooouldn't, tooo :'T

YER KILLIN' IT

B] MISSION COMPLETE

HOW DARE YOU TRY AND KILL MY SHOW'S MEMES

DOUBLE > OOOS

I REFUSE TO DECIDE BUT FOR THE SAKE OF THIS ARGUMENT I WILL SAY AW HELL NO

TEAM W, REPRESENTIN'

AIN'T GOT NOTHIN' ON MY BOY OOO

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