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Post by Raiki on Aug 7, 2010 1:53:24 GMT -5
Kooriki a man who been training hard for over 5 years alone in the mountains he just was returning as fast as he can carrying a backpack around his shoulder, he was worried after he gotten word about a battle and to help out right away he tried to join but was to far away to make it in time and gotten the sad news of the tragic death of Sujiki and that was very tragic due to not being able to pass on the sujiki name anymore, he made his way up the shine placing down his backpack on the top of the stairs and looked around not seeing anyone he took a small breath and looked around then we he couldn’t see anyone nearby-
“Akaki-San?, Akaki-San are you alright I came as fast as I can
-his tone was worried, looking a bit to the side when talking, the wind blew in air a sad yet peaceful wind, maybe the wind was telling him it was a small time in peace-
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Post by Zeronos on Aug 7, 2010 10:26:26 GMT -5
The hitman Shiro has been wondering the World of Hibiki ever since the fighting ended and King of the Checkmate 4 had been defeated. He tried to leave this world, but for some reason the Dimension Memory would not allow him transport into another world. He wondered if he was doomed to be trapped in this world and never allowed to return to his own world. He had gathered much information on the riders that had been present during the fight against King and forces. It was time for him to get to work and begin killing the riders the Museum saw as enemies. He made his way towards a shrine where he heard a worried voice. He hid behind a tree and watched the person on the steps. The man on the top of the stairs mentioned a person named Akaki and Shiro knew from the data he gathered that was one of the riders on his hit list. The small time of peace Hibiki world deserved wasn't going to happen as Shiro planned to kill the oni known as Akaki to gain the money from his employers he much desired.
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Post by Akaki on Aug 7, 2010 14:43:46 GMT -5
Akaki, dressed in a light red yukata, was in one of the guest rooms which Seiji was sleeping in. It had been more than a day since the battle, and he had not woken up since. Early in morning, they had held a memorial for all who fell during the battle. Tablets were being made elsewhere, courtesy of Takeshi, so that they can be interred in their homeworlds. Everyone else not native to her world probably left already.
As she was giving Seiji a sponge bath, Akaki heard someone call out to her from the couryard. Since Granny was busy making soup in the kitchen, she decided to answer herself. Putting the sponge in the water bucket, she stood up and went to greet the visitor. "It's Kooriki-kun, is it?" she said taking a moment to recognise him. "Everything is fine," paused for a second. "But it's sad that the townfolk had to be dragged into it, and I'm sure you heard about Sujiki-kun already,"
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Post by Ancient on Aug 8, 2010 0:42:38 GMT -5
His dreams ticked away inside his head, moment after moment. He was having nightmares, though they didn't show on his face. He was still fighting them, in overwhelming number... But there was a difference, ever so minor. While they fought, they begged him to destroy the bats, to set them free. They were suffering, but not under his blade. Once Akaki left the room, finally, the breeze drifted in, and the soft chill cut away several layers of the sleep. His face twisted in anguish, tears forming on his cheeks.
His skills slipped, in the dream, hearing a familiar voice. A scream, up the mountain. He turned to run, just in time to see a creature with a skull on his mask. A rider? A Kaijin? He was dressed like a Mafioso... Then he felt a sharp pain through his heart, as one of the greys ripped it from his chest. Next thing he knew, he was sitting in a surprisingly classical Japanese room, screaming and sitting upright with no shirt on. He pushed the blanket aside, and checked for pants. Boxers? Close enough, he deemed, and put the blanket back. He tried to look around for his clothing. He had to blink often, to keep his eyes focused. His head hurt, and his throat was dry. He decided to take things as they came, and the headache was on him like a runaway train. He cradled his head for a moment, waiting for the pounding to go away.
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Post by Raiki on Aug 8, 2010 0:44:55 GMT -5
Kooriki felt happy upon seeing a unharmed Akaki, but was still sad over poor Sujiki.-
“Yes, I am Kooriki, and I have heard about the tragic news of sujiki rest his young soul.”
-Taken a moment to do a prey for him the sound of one of his disk animals came near as he stopped the Akanetaka he landed on his shoulders he turn to itletting walk onto his hands as it didn’t have any sounds but more like it was telling there was someone else here behind him, he return the disk animal in disk form and turned around looking at the area of the so called Hit man-
“Akaki-san I believe there is someone else here and they don’t appear friendly.”
-Kooriki took a small breath it’s been 5 years talking to anyone else and many years listening to the silent noise of the wind he heard the faint heart beat of the serial killer-
“Come out, I can hear you.”
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Post by Zeronos on Aug 8, 2010 10:04:13 GMT -5
Shiro walked a few inches to the right and appeared from behind the tree to meet this man his target called Kooriki. By the sound of it this man was also an oni like Akaki and that means he is also a target for killing to be paid for by the Museum. Shiro always complained about things being a waste of time for him, but this was defiantly not going to be a waste if he was going to be paid for it. All he had to do was kill this oni and bring back his henshin device as proof to his employer.
"So you can. Greetings and farewell, I am Kamen Rider M. A hitman hired to kill any rider that is even a small threat to my employer. With that said I consider you both threats and am here to eliminate you."
Shiro didn't like to beat around the bush so he went straight to the point and told them why he was here. He felt confident about his abilities as a rider hitman and believed he could take on any opponent even without knowing the extent of their abilities. He had his left hand in his back with his fingers wrapped around his Masquerade Memory. He was going to need it very soon, but first he planned on baiting the oni and making him attack first to learn more him and his abilities.
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Post by Akaki on Aug 8, 2010 12:12:55 GMT -5
Noticing that the self-proclaimed Kamen Rider has not transformed yet, Akaki decided to take the opportunity to strike. It was ideal, being able to take down such a threat in its weakest stage. It would save everyone a lot of hurt. With training-honed movement as fast his the strongest wind, she stepped forward and struck at M with a palm attack to the chest, intending to knock him down and the wind from his chest.
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Post by Ancient on Aug 8, 2010 22:42:37 GMT -5
A few minutes of letting his brain get used to sunlight and real noise cleared the brunt of the headache, and Seiji's eyes were focusing properly now. He spotted some clothing that looked more or less like what he'd had the other day, so he wrapped the blanket around his waist and stood, walking over. He smelled the clothing, clean, and smiled softly. He looked a bit more, and found his belt near-by, frowning at it. He dressed quickly, and folded up the futon, before leaving the room to look for someone to talk to, buckle in his back pocket.
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Post by Raiki on Aug 8, 2010 22:53:15 GMT -5
Kooriki watched in amazement as she hit the so called Hit man strange she was a lot more skill the last time he saw her 5 years ago, Kooriki quickly moved with her going around to the other side of this man so he can grab him and hold him so they can ask him question, skilled timing his arm lock just right to make him drop this strange memory, he thought about the words this man said “Kamen rider?” what was that he and Akaki are Oni not Kamen rider’s-
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Post by Zeronos on Aug 9, 2010 11:05:01 GMT -5
After taking such an attack head on Shiro drifted in and out of consciousnesses knowing that he was now being restrained by Kooriki who for some reason made the point that they are oni not Kamen Riders and that he had dropped his Masquerade Memory. The world was quickly fading around him and he laughed as there was no way in hell that he would ever give up information to the enemy. His superiority complex was far to large to emit defeat and he knew this wasn't the end for when his mind finally crashes into a long sleep his other self will take over. The first time Shiro used the Masquerade Memory the corrupt data within it spawned a new entity made of pure insanity that called itself Joker after the Joker Memory whose data was used to create the improved Masquerade Memory. Like how Den-O riders have their hair change colors when they are possessed by their imagin partners Shiro's white hair turned to black and his grayish eyes turned bloody red. Shiro had not allowed Joker to awaken for quite some time so now that he was awake he was really pissed. Two more things added to how pissed off he was, the fact that someone was restricting his wild movement and the fact that his chest hurt like hell. He looked down to see that the memory that created him was laying on the floor, he tried to bring it over with his foot, but it was too far out of his range.
"Damn it. Who are you people and why the hell haven't I killed your asses yet?!"
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Post by Akaki on Aug 14, 2010 13:09:03 GMT -5
Akaki stared while their would-be-assailant suddenly undergo a transformation to his appearance. She remembered seeing that effect before, in one of the first Riders she had encountered. She followed his gaze down to the strange device on the ground, bent down and picked it up. Studying it, she recalled having seen similar devices carried by other Riders. It did not make sense, since Riders with the Imagin creatures did not use such devices.
"What are you?" she interrogated, ignoring what the queer intruder had asked.
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Post by Ancient on Aug 14, 2010 21:07:27 GMT -5
Seiji's hair was a mess, he noticed, as he walked past a mirror just outside the door of the room. Feng Suei probably didn't like that sort of placement, but he wasn't sure. At least it wasn't facing the door or the foot of the bed. He followed the scent of fresh air, and stepped into the light of the sun, shielding his eyes once more. He had a days stubble and his hair was frizzed out every direction, like a mane.
Once he could see again, in this light, he realized that directly ahead of him was a group. A couple of men, one restrained by the other, and a female who's silhouette he almost immediately recognized as Akaki, and in a Yukata. He wanted a better view, so he approached, slowly, looking like a lion-man. Perhaps just a little distracting, but the aura of menace was mostly muted against the look of curiosity and bewilderment on his face.
"Good... Is it after noon, yet?"
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Post by Raiki on Aug 14, 2010 21:14:36 GMT -5
Kooriki increase the strength of his hold on the strange wannabe so called hit man rider, making sure there was no way to escape or harm anyone Kooriki was so well trained that he didn’t lose power or holding when he noticed the new man that look like he came from where Akaki lived he focused back to the wannabe hit man he moved his eyes to the side and as well back to the man noting wrong in the area this was the only one, he was ready to hurt him if he tries anything, Kooriki was also ready to make this guy talked they are many ways to make men talk no matter what-
“Answer Her”
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Post by Zeronos on Aug 15, 2010 11:26:36 GMT -5
Joker laughed psychotically as he struggled to get out of Kooriki's tight hold.
"My name is Joker. I'm the other half of Kamen Rider M. The insane half. My and my partner Shiro go around the rider worlds killing riders cause our boss man pays us to. I don't really care about the money though I just love killing people. Shiro on the other hand is a greedy bastard that loves money. We get along pretty well then since we both are killers and we're going to kill you both!"
Joker continued to struggle in Kooriki's arms as he tried to get his Masquerade Memory. He was able to reach into his pocket while he was talking and pulled out his Hornet Shot.
HORNET
The Hornet Shot shot out of Joker's hand and slammed right into Kooriki's face freeing Joker from his hold. Joker tumbled over and took the Masquerade Memory back.
"Now then. Where were we?"
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Post by Akaki on Aug 16, 2010 5:10:11 GMT -5
Akaki turned her head to acknowledge the awoken Seiji. But in her moment of distraction, that M person had struck out and seized the device back from her hand. She turned back, face twisted in surprise for a split second. Realising the sudden loss of weight in her hand, Akaki immediately flowed into a leg-widened stance and struck out at him with a fist, putting all her effort into it again. To strike hard and fast, like a forceful gust of wind.
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