a boy and his pet dino

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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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[handpuppeeet.livejournal.com]

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."

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"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.

[handpuppeeet.livejournal.com]

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.

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"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?"

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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?"

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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?"

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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?"