dear_mun | On Impending Super Hero Time House at Mayfield

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On Impending Super Hero Time House at Mayfield

So, I'm goin' to this place where my 'dad' is gonna be that red pirate sentai guy, and my 'sister' is one of those precure girls?

Weirdness aside, this will be AWESOME!

...wait, what do you mean I won't be able to become Fourze at the start?

...

Oi! Come back here when I'm askin' you a question, mun!

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Well, if you won't be needing that Fourze driver of yours, I could think of a place for it.

I don't think so! I might not be able to use it right off, but I'll get it back.

That's a shame. It seems...priceless.

I wanted to get just one look at it, but I guess if you lost it it's no big deal.

[Testing to see if you have it, more like..]

I haven't lost it yet! I should probably see if there's some way to keep from doing that... _{Kengo would kill me if he found out I lost it...!}

...waitaminute.

How do you know about the Fourze driver, mister?!

Oh, that's simple.

[Pointing the Dien-Driver right at Gentaro, but keeping his smile.]

I'm here to take it off your hands. It's way too valuable to pass up.

[There's a moment of 'oh god what' as that gun comes out, but once Daiki states his intent, Gen points right back at him with his hand.]

Well, you're a pretty straightforward guy! I could definitely be buddies with you, mister!

[Seriousface time now, though.] I can't let you have the Fourze Driver, though!

Haha. Buddies? That's funny.

But I wasn't asking permission, kid.

[Daiki pulls out the diend card, loads it into the Dien-driver and holds the weapon above him, pointing skyward.]

Henshin!

[And in an impressive display of flashing lights and rapidly shifting silhouettes of his armor converging over his body, Kamen rider Diend now stands before Gen.]

One last chance before I get serious. You willing to change your mind?

Aw crap, another black and blue guy to give me grief? Are you teamed up with that Meteor jerk?

[A sigh, then Gen pulls the Fourze Driver out and dons it, flicking the four levers down.] Can't be helped, I guess...

[THREE]

[TWO]

[ONE]

Henshin!

[Gen cranks the side-lever, then thrusts one hand into the air as he's surrounded by flashing lights and exhaust from the belt, and once it fades, he's armored up. He crouches down afterwards, then stretches up and out, fists in the air.]

IT'S SPAAAAAAAAAAAACE TIIIIIIIIIIME!

[Then he points a fist at Daiki.] The name's Kamen Rider Fouze - let's settle this one-on-one!

Meteor jerk? Never heard of him.

[He'll load a card into the driver, shrugging.]

But one-on-one doesn't sound like my kind've thing. Sorry kid.

[Then, aiming at Gen, he pulls the trigger, yet instead of firing some form of projectile, another figure suddenly materializes before the two of them.]

[KAMEN RIDE
OUJA]

Why don't you play with this guy instead? I'm sure you'll get along just fine.

[Ouja then rushes Gentaro, his veno saber ready in hand to take a swing at him once in striking range.]

Whoa, what--?! [Rather startled by the whole summoning thing, Gen fails the attempt to block before getting knocked back in a shower of sparks. This is like Libra's flunkie-summoning, except this summoned guy seems a lot stronger...]

A guy with a sword, huh? Two can play at that game!

[Gen swaps out a switch, then activates it.]

ELECTRIC ON

[Once the form-change to Elec States completes, Gen charges at Ouja, intent on returning the swing from before.]

[Ouja braces himself for the oncoming attack, standing firm as Fourze charges before swinging his weapon in synch with the other rider, hoping to parry the attack by locking weapons with him.

Diend, meanwhile, just watches.]

Careful. This guy knows what he's doing, Fourze.

[His advice, of course, is just a means of taunting the guy.]

Heh, not like that ever stopped me before!

[The weapons do wind up clashing and locking, but the handy thing about Elec States' weapon...is the electricity it generates. While they're locked, Gentarou stick the plug in the left-hand socket, making the thing generate a good bit of voltage.]

Oi, snake guy - anybody in there, or are you just a drone?

[Caught off guard by the weapons unique method of attack, Oujas body is suddenly invaded by a series of powerful electric shocks, multiple bursts of sparks flaring across his armor as he's thrown back several feet, hitting the ground with a thump.

He's getting back up, but not quick enough to attack yet. The drones weren't as durable as the originals, after all. His silence, however, would've been a clear answer to fourze's question; this was definitely not a real person.

That's when Diend decides to take advantage of the moment, opening fire with the diendriver and taking three of four shots at Fourze hoping to catch him off guard.]

[ The sound of battle was familiar to this man more than anything, as was the sheer smugness of Daiki's behavior towards Fouze. He just couldn't stand people like him, mocking the white rider with literally every action he took.

And so the sounds of battle would be suddenly interrupted by a single phrase, echoing from Kickhopper's belt. ]

RIDER KICK

[ He crashes straight into the weakened Ouja with his signature kick from up above, the force not only potent enough to do a lot of damage, but also engulf the puppet rider in a powerful explosion. ]

[Gen finds himself shot - sparks fly from the points of impact as he staggers back. The 'rider kick' gets his attention, but Daiki isn't moving toward him, and Ouja's grounded--]

Who said tha--

[And there's Kickhopper.]

Oh! ...well. [Hopefully this guy was friendly - he'd just helped take Ouja out, so Gen had his hopes.] Hey, thanks for the help there, mister!

[Ouja is destroyed, nothing left of the rider following the attack. Diend, however, is simply unimpressed by this bullshit.]

What do you think you're doing? This is none of your business.

Fffffff...

[ He'll inhale through gritted teeth, head bowed and arms dangling somewhat. He didn't really like Fouze's appreciation or thanks. He didn't want it.

He didn't deserve it.

But internal monologues about his pain and suffering and what have you aside, he stares at Gen for a moment, then at Daiki. ]

You...were mocking him right there, weren't you?

...at least your mun cares enough to app you.

Hey, just 'cause a mun won't app you somewhere doesn't mean they don't care about you.

...given some of the games around, I'd say they probably care more to not send you somewhere.

Nonsense. He doesn't care.

Noone does.

For someone like me, anything is better than a realm of emptiness and loneliness, but it seems that it will be one I walk for eternity.

The path of hell.

Ah, so yer th' one she's been talkin' 'bout. Looks like I'll bee yer mum or somethin'.

Try t' make th' place lively, aye?

Yeah, that's me - Kisaragi Gentarou, and I'm gonna make friends with all of Mayfield! [Double chest pound, and point!]

I like yer spirit, mate.

Tell me, do ye know how t' man a mast 'n anythin' else I'll be askin' of ye? Stayin' in this house ain't gonna be jus' a free ride.

[ No, no. Don't take any stock in what she says, Gentarou. ]

I have absolutely no idea.

I can learn, though!

[ Well, she was expecting something else entirely, but the answer does throw her off.

Someone who is willing to learn? Oh, hell yeah. That is exactly what she likes in someone. So, she's just gonna pat him a little roughly on the back. ]

Tha's what I like t' hear out of someone! Who knows, maybe ye 'n I can liven this place up, eh?

[Whoa-kay, little bit of a stumble, 'cause that was unexpected.]

I've got some experience making places more lively, yeah.

[ You'll get used to it. ]

Great!! Consider yerself signed up fer th' task!

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