WEEK 3

[akudamods]

On Saturday, it is relentlessly sunny. Sunday too. Monday will be the same but with a lot of wind. For now, you get a new area: Old Shinsekai, the den of depravity surrounding the police station. Will you venture into the unknown and seedy? Or retreat into the familiar pods, keep bothering your overseers?

Maybe you plan something else altogether.

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POLICE STATION EXTERIOR (OPEN)

[akudamods]

["The executioners' second dawn...! Never thought I'd like the sound of that! Gahaha!"

A glass of beer slams down onto a table at the yakitori bar in Old Shinsekai, rattling a pile of coins. There are liberated prisoners like this one all over the place. 10chan is on fire with more licentious comments than usual. The police station? Well, let's take a look inside and see what parts are still left... and take something down for yourself?]

[voidseeing]

[WELL, THAT SURE AS HELL JUST HAPPENED. Honestly, Gai is a little sad that he didn't get in on the fun, but he's been trying to keep a low profile for a reason and that definitely did not fall under the heading of 'keeping a low profile.' They can have the chaos; he's here for the aftermath.

He's got his gun drawn and held at the ready as he steps into the police station, eyes scanning the area for any signs of movement or life. Not that he thinks there will be any after that whirlwind of destruction that just went through, but you never know.

So, what will he find as he walks in?]

[akudamods]

[Here you are. You walk into the broad main entrance, past several helpless wrecked conical robots. There are layers of architecture that lead to a large room with an ornate central elevator. You'd think to see a guard here or something.

You see a frog.

Huh. There are approximately zero marshes in Kansai.]

[voidseeing]

[This is... unexpected. If this is a worry frog I swear to god

Okay, he's just going to make an attempt to catch this frog, because it has to be here for a reason given the lack of marshes and water in general. This is most definitely not the most dignified thing he has ever done but no one is here to see him do it so it's fine!!!]

[your_best_friend]

[* Well, now. All this chaos going on and Flowey isn't the one to cause it. Huh. The flower tentatively pops up, looking around. He had only been here once, but he hasn't examined the place.

* Where are all the police...?]

...Howdy? Anyone here?

[akudamods]

[It's eerily silent in the reception room you visited before. After you say it... someone is using the CALL feature.]

[your_best_friend]

[* Well, that's, um... different. -Ish. Different-ish. It's not every day someone CALLed him. Flowey looks around, trying to locate the source of the CALL. However, that might prove fruitless. But there IS a CALL. If need be, he'll initiate a battle to more easily find where it's coming from.]

[akudamods]

[Yumejoshi is back in the hot or not thread]

IYAAAAAAAA!!! I SHALL HAVE TO RECALIBRATE SOME OF THESE RANKINGS, GOOD SIRS!!!

But, if you X-Classes really watch this thread, can you burn down the CEO of Cardinal next? 🥺 They keep freezing my accounts~ Unforgivable~!!! 🔥🔥🔥

[intimations]

[this is anon, but some time after the raid:]

recalibrate them positively, i hope ;)

but oh dear, that does sound like a nuisance. however we don’t work for free, y’know?

hope you plan on sending plenty of gifts to ply us; we accept fine wines and champagne ♥

[inspiritus]

[ You know, he's absolutely not going to respond to the pleading because these citizens are beneath him, but having some alcohol could be a benefit... ]

[akudamods]

♥🥂♥

[hunterandhunted]

[After weeks of not using the web due to big sausage fingers, a very important reply comes through:]

HAVE YOUR EYES FUCNALLY BEEN OPENED?> HAVE YOU BEEEN AWAKENED TO TRTUH? HARK, THE FALL OF ALL THAT YOU HAVE KNOWN AND SMILE UPON THE ASHES, FOR FROM THE M,M THE PHOENIX SHALL RISE!

THE PHOENIX THAT IS MY RIGHFUL PLACE IN THE "S-TIER"

[hm,]

[pr159]

😒

[priori]

[osssuary]

[Still doesn't have an actual account but please know he is judging anyway.]

[inspiritus]

[ Wow, wonder who posted THIS one... ]

[akudamods]

♥_♥ Wolver-sama talked to me~~~ That manner of speaking cannot be falsified!

[Well it probably can. But like. They're literally called "yumejoshi" so in the end they're gonna believe what they want]

SSS TIER!

[intimations]

[live ur best life, 'mysterious' stranger]

Part I of The Final Act

[inspiritus]

[ Well, this place isn't going to destroy itself.

Perhaps at some point the others have set the charges down as instructed, to bring it all down. Of course, with a few well aimed swings and fire magic, well...

It all but adds to the explosions.

It is to people's best interests that they don't remain inside of the police station for long...

Of course, Sephiroth isn't the only one assaulting the station to bring it to its knees. But whoever else is involved with such things...well, that will become clear soon enough. ]

cw: body horror as usual

[osssuary]

[Explosives are so last decade.

This particular building has some very interesting architectural features including an entire radio tower on top, so all things considered it's almost begging to be squashed like a bug. That, and the structural integrity really is very easy to call into question. Immediately and with four corners.

Kimimaro is mostly a precision striker and swordsman, much like the rest of this little branch of their strange cabal -- but he does have one or two larger-scale techniques. For now, he's intent on the more targeted of them: those on this particular assault with him will be able to see the tattoos from before crawl over his entire frame, before this shit happens. It's just a glimpse of his true power, but it's certainly enough for this operation.

It'll take a little more time for this dance to be ready, bone twisting and layering itself over his entire forearm in weighty, armored helical patterns; but once it's done, one (1) bone battering ram is going to get added to the mix at the base of the tower.]

Dance of the Clematis. Flower.

[intimations]

[Well, they've looted, stole and killed all they could. Bodies of humans and robots alike were left scattered about the premises like discarded dolls. The lucky ones? Those were the frogs, although it's debatable how lucky some of them would be after this show reached its finale.

And it was about time, really.

None of them could probably be really considered team players even if they did collaborate (use each other?) on this endeavor, so Belial makes his exit once he's had his fill. Casually putting a foot through one of the third floor windows and letting the shattered glass sluice down onto the premises below, he climbs onto the ledge and perches there for a second to give anyone behind him a backhand wave before he leaps off, with three pairs of giant, bat-like wings manifesting and unfurling behind him as he takes flight.

It only takes a couple of flaps for him to reach an altitude high enough to get a clear view of the foundation of the comms tower, one hand casually resting at the belts hooked at his hip as he watches the rest of the destruction unfold on the ground and all around the station. Really, as it was, there wasn't really a need to contribute considering everyone else had more than enough firepower to bring the building down and then some. But--]

...Mmm, it's no good if I don't get to participate in the climax too.

[So with a toothed grin, his eyes flash red as he raises a hand and snaps, letting loose a short chain of white-hot explosions at the base of the tower.

It wasn't the grand finale they wished for, but it would do for now.]

[winedingroad]

[Unlike some other members of this little party, there's nothing dainty about the large claymore Diluc swings into the supports of the building. It doesn't take more than a couple swings for each point to start to crumble under the assault of the blade.

The large phoenix of fire that one particular swing sends out was flashy--and certainly spread the fires already starting even further throughout the building-- but probably very unnecessary considering the range of other damage already present.

Once the flames get too close to safely continue putting holes everywhere and he notices his cohorts begin to fan out, Diluc leaves himself. The alleys around make perfect getaway routes after trolling through them the weeks they've been here.]

[pr159]

[ After seeing this whole mess trending, Rideaux heads over to Old Shinsekai out of a combination of curiosity and boredom (and annoyance that he wasn't invited to help destroy this shit city when destroying worlds is literally his first listed crime, but whatever!!!).

Rather than bother looking inside the police station, though, he just hangs around the yakitori bar, getting himself a drink and sitting down at one of the tables, where he gets back to scrolling through the relevant posts.

If anyone approaches, he'll give a somewhat forced smile. ]

Nice day, hm?

[akudamods]

Hehe... you can say that again!

[The Lowlife, as he is known, takes a curious look at Rideaux's drink before sipping his own beer once more.]

I don't know about a second dawn, but oh well, it's five o'clock somewhere!

[pr159]

[ He does not fully understand that saying, because his world probably only has two time zones and as far as he can tell this one doesn't have any more than that, but he appreciates the sentiment, and gives a nod. ]

What did they have you in for anyway?