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“Shit Rep. It ain’t needed to go down like this. Just ‘cuz you gotcher panties all up in a bunch, don’t mean ya can go ‘round talking shit, and tellin’ me to back the fuck down wit’cher sister. First of all…” You shed your school jacket, as this time you feel like it’d only get in the way. Shit’s kinda uncomfortable in a fight, anyways. You’ve grown too used to -not- wear it normally for it to be comfortable with intense movement. You toss it to the side where Azami and Junko are, and the two of them catch it before it hits the ground. The face that his sister goes for it makes Taro growl with rage. “Yer sister’s the one who came t’me. If’n ya din’t notice, this’s the second years’ floor. Is not like I hunted -her- down. Second of all. You should be thankin’ me rather than tellin’ me to piss off.”

“THANK -YOU?!- Why should I have to give an unruly degenerate, a thorn in society’s side thanks?” Taro cracks his knuckles. It seems as though the time of fight or flight has come down to fight after all. You know better than anyone that when he does that, he means business.

“Shit. I -coulda- let’cher precious lil’ sis get -TRAMPLED- in the cafeteria in tha lunch time rush. I din’t, but that’s jus’ ‘cuz I’s such a nice guy. You’s just her bro, Rep.” You cock your head to the side and pop your neck, while also removing the tie to your uniform. You toss it aside the same as your jacket. Taro, on the other hand has not removed a thing. “You ain’t her jailor. You ain’t her boss. You ain’t my boss either, and I dun much like you tryin’a tell me and Silver what th’fuck we can or cannot do. Seriously, yer bullshit demands aren’t worth my time. Piss off.”

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-”My- bullshit demands? What about your -bullshit- story? Huh?! Everybody knows you’re just a worthless, selfish Yankii! The last goodwill I’ve seen of your dyed-blonde ass was over FIVE YEARS ago!” Taro lowers his body down into a defensive stance. It seems as though he expects you to strike first. It also seems as though his stance is quite solid, and looks like it’s in the style of some form of martial arts… you’ve never known him to be a martial artist, though. “Ever since all I ever see is rot begetting more rot from you. Neechan knows better than to try to join in that fray, anyays.”

“Niisan! No! Senpai isn’t lying!” Junko steps forward, and she’s currently firmly grasping your jacket in her arms. “I -did- try to get involved because I thought I could do it! I couldn’t, and got knocked over! Senpai caught me, and saved me. I could have been hurt, but Senpai ensured I was safe…”

“B-but! Neechan! No! -I- had to come to the cafeteria and get your something! You were nowhere -near- the lunch lin-” Taro’s head shifts towards Junko with a surprised glare of brotherly irritation and anger.

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“She weren’t anywhere near th’lunch line -when you got there.- You was late, and she was hungry and determined, the Boss swooped in and saved her when she fell. You came in -after- all the good stuff had happened. Simple story, what’s not to get?” Azami speaks up, stepping forward and grabbing Junko’s shoulder to keep her back, and safe. She’s draping your tie over her left shoulder. “Or ain’t you got no brain behind that pretty face of yours, Dumbass-senpai?”

“See? Now don’cha feel like an ass? Shit. These two chicks came to -me,- not the other way ‘round. Hells I’s even tellin’ Silver I din’t wanna be her Boss, despite she be insistin’ with Red Ass here…” You motion off to the side with an open hand. His eyes go wide with shock, and you can see them filling with rage. Well, -over filling- with rage by now. You can see his teeth gritting together between parted lips as he deepens his snarl at you. “Now’s I ain’t so sure if’n I wanna reject their sincere desire to work under me… What’s the problem Rep? I thought you’s startin’ shit? Bring it.”

“I’ll mess you up Yankii! Don’t you DARE lay a finger on my neechan!”

"You ain't the boss of me. Th'fuck do you think I am?!"

>RUMBLE INITIATED!
>Prepare to receive instructions!

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A’ight bozos, are ya ready ta rumble?!
But, before ya start scrappin’,
ya gotta know the RRRRRRRRRRuLLLLLLLLLes!

With that stated, time to get into the nitty gritty:
Each encounter consists of THREE things:
>1. Success/Failure Pools
>2. Die rolls
>3. Rumble Resource Points

>>>Success/Failure Pools
Each round you gain at least 1-pt of Success, or Failure. Both Success and Failure have their own individual pools that will keep adding up for each Success or Failure. Success or Failure in an Encounter is determined by which pool reaches a total of 5-pts first. There are two ways of adding to each pool: Die Rolls, and Rumble Resources.

>>>Die Rolls:
Die rolls will be 1d20, and I will take the first three rolls. There will be a starting DC set for each encounter to determine Successes or Failures. Rolls will be determined by the highest roll, and if at least one of the other rolls is at least three below the DC. A Natural 1 or 20 will usually result in Critical Success or Failure, but only if it is supported by the other dice; then it is just a normal Success or Failure. Critical Successes or Failures will grant you 2-pts rather than just 1-pt. The DC to hit will permanently raise with each Failure, and lessen with each Success. Battle momentum is a hell of a thing.

>>>Rumble Resources (RR)
Die rolls represent the eternal sway of battle, but Rumble Resources (RR) represent the Mind, Body, and Soul of Chitose. Each Encounter will start with 1-pt all three (RR). Each (RR) is a numeral indication of how exactly you’re , and represent different aspects of Chitose. Each round the first three to roll dice get to choose a (RR) in addition to their Rolls. You gain an additional 2-pts of Success or Failure if you reach a certain threshold of a particular (RR), dependant on the Encounter. Some fights require more brawn, but less thinkin’; more manly spirit, less brawn; so on and so forth. If you reach this threshold it will trigger events tied to each encounter.

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>Hotblooded: (HB)
Hotblooded represents BODY, and is the stat that increases Chitose’s physical parameters. The more points invested in (HB) allows Chitose to dish out more pain, and greatly increases his overall brute force. Every 5-pts of (HB) adds a +1 bonus to the primary roll.

You -always- gain a bonus point of (HB) with each failure. Adversely you -lose- a point of (HB) with each success. Reaching 0 (HB) results in the secondary die’s DC to be one less than the primary DC, rather than 3 less than the primary DC.


>Spirited: (SP)
Spirited represents SOUL, and is the stat that increases Chitose’s willpower, and overall ability to do cool shit. (SP) allows Chitose to become even more inspiring to his allies, terrifying to his foes, and increases his maneuverability/agility. Every 5-pts of (SP) adds a +1 bonus to the secondary roll.

You -always- gain a bonus point of Spirit with each Success. Adversely you -lose- a point of Spirit with each Failure. Reaching 0 (SP) results in the encounter’s DC being raised by 2.

>Justice: (JP)
Justice represents the MIND, and increases both your ability to be a clever little shit, as well as your awareness amidst the throes of combat. (JP) let’s Chitose analyze a situation as to find alternative means to end a conflict, weak points, or to catch wind of a change of his opponent's tactics. Every 5-pts of (JP) lowers the target DCs by 1.

You -always- gain 10 bonus (JP) with a Critical Success, and lose -all- of your (JP) with each Critical Failure. You also lose 2 (JP) for each failure. Reaching 0 (JP) results in a -1 penalty to each die roll.

>>>TL;DR
Choose Hotblooded, Spirited, or Justice in addition to rolling 1d20. Just one.
First three are counted.
Earn 5 Successes before you get 5 Failures.
Gain benefits from raising Hotblooded, Spirited, and Justice points high enough
Accrue penalties if Hotblooded, Spirited, or Justice reach 0 points.

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Also some questions I missed from yesterday:
>So avoid using Spirit if it comes to a fight, gotcha. Any other named characters in ear shot?
>Spirit gets crowds in an uproar, and that's the LAST thing we need here since they'd mob us.
Spirit is your charisma, willpower, and tenacity. Spirit is what got Azami to switch sides, because dat manly spirit and raw determination can burn pretty brightly. -Though- burning brightly -can- be bad if the wrong person happens to see/hear it.

Each Rumble Resource was thought of with both positives and negatives.

>Whose Boris?
Boris Pisuov. He’s your tall, muscled, middle aged, stone-faced, frumpy homeroom teacher. He’s also the school’s maths teacher, as well as Sayako’s husbando.

>I take it Chitose needs no weapons in order to fight, correct?
Nope. Chitose is fist. He is also kick, sometimes headbutt, or even full-body, but mostly fist. He can also rock pretty hard with some thug weapons. Pipes, bats, trash-cans, chairs, 2x4’s or whatever he’s able to pick up off the ground. With a high enough of a combination of hotblooded and justice the options of improvised weaponry increase to ripping off hand-railings, doors, and/or uprooting street signs (hotblooded VERY-HIGH).

>Was the parallel between Chitose, Kamiko and Taro to those samurai in Japanese lit intentional?
There is only a parallel between a couple of those listed. Also, yes-ish.

>So Best girls?
>Gimme your top 3
All of the girls, are best girl, though!

>Captcha
Silly Captcha... pin-on buttons are not candy.

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>Justice

>>43070536
Sup Grim, let's start off
>Justice

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>43070692
Fuck went full retard

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>43070536
Justice, let him swing first

Damn, Thread just started and we're throwin' down. I got just the music for this. somethin' more serious for this guy.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uipwnsUxSdE

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>>43070681
>>43070716
>>43070725
Alrighty then. I'll take that first roll despite it not linking to anything, but only because I didn't actually have a greentexted instruction to roll/choose Rumble Resource. It also just speeds thing up a bit.

Today's battle starts at the level of being slightly challenging!
>Writing!

>>43070862
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Is that MLP as Yankii?

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>>43071364
I...I think it is.

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Well then. You standoff with Taro, and straighten your posture. You breathe deeply, and calmly to keep a cool head on your shoulders. If you’re to even -try- to get out of most, if not any of the trouble you need to go at this differently than you’ve done in the past. It’d be rather fucked if you got suspended the -first day- that you’ve decided to straighten you life up.

“What if your neechan -wants- me to touch her, huh? Ever think ‘bout that?” You cross your arms across your chest defiantly. This too is another method apart from breathing to keep yourself calm, as you tighly grasp your arms to yourself. The sensation of your muscles tensing does well to sate your body’s desire to react to the situation physically. The motion itself also opens you up widely, leaving yourself vulnerable, quite visibly in fact. “Shit. Who’re you to tell her who she -wants- to touch, or be touched by? Yer not her fuckin’ dad, nor is you her fuckin’ man.”

“Dammit Yankii! Why would she -ever- want to have contact with trash like you?! What good have you done in the past four years?” You can see his body tense at your prodding, as well as the hate in his eyes burning even stronger. He’s holding up quite well, though. You know well his ability to restrain himself as well as keep his emotions under wraps is quite strong… but you know how to push the right buttons to get him to burn through those bindings. “I am her BROTHER! That gives me all the right I need to look out for her wellbeing! You -had- a few outbursts of good, but I know now that they’ve only ever been on some sort of whim! There’s next to -nothing- good inside that Yankii heart of yours!”

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“You shut your-Huh?!” Azami tries to step up and join in on your side, but you raise a single hand to tell her to back down. Her brow furrows and tries to step up despite your order, but she finds a hand on either shoulder pulling her back. It is a combination of Junko and Tina, who has Delilah tagging along with her. “But! Boss!”

“Even though I -really- don’t want them to fight… I can tell Niisan isn’t going to back down, and Senpai never runs from a fight… You can’t be getting involved with them, too.” Junko tries to reason with Azami with a slightly furrowed brow, and a weak smile.

“Yeah! He’d just get all grumpy with ya! He’s be all like, ‘manly spirit and fightan! Doon get in me way!” Tina joins in, pulling Azami back into the borders of the surrounding crowd of second-year students, and the few third and first years who’ve heard the commotion from the stairwell. “They’re big boys. They can handle themselves!”

“Fuck you. I’s got -lots- of good things in here! I’ve got spirit, determination, my family, and my friends. You’s just mad that your siscon ass is overlooked fer a guy who obviously overshadows ya.” You ignore the talk of the girls and cross your arms once more. You cannot let yourself get distracted when there’s somebody here who can actually go toe-to-toe with you. Instead you furrow your brow and lean back slightly to sneer downwards at the silver-haired dumbass in front of you. “Just like back den, you don’t has the guts to do what it takes. You couldn’t jump then, how could ya be expected to jump now? You’s a chump, and you’s always -be- a chump.”

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“Fuck you, Chitose!” Taro charges right at you. It’s something you expected and prepared for. Now you’ve set him over his emotional limit, and can see all the rage just overflowing from his filled emotion container. You see the raw rage burning in his blue eyes, hot as a flame, yet cold as ice. Chitose… it’s been a -long- while since he’s called you that.

You step to the side and dodge his first punch, as it is very straightforward. You’re able to dodge the next few punches and kicks of his oncoming flurry, as you’ve switched heavily into observation and defensive modes. It isn’t until he puts in a good feint that he socks you right in the fa-

You find yourself leaning up against a wall, and you’re hurting a fair bit. You feel an aching and burning sensation right where he was going to hit you in the face, as well as a couple more wounds just like it on your arms and your stomach. It almost feels like you blacked out for a moment. Your breath is bated, and you’re still standing, but Taro is right next to you and he’s readying another swing. You stop that shit immediately by diverting the direction of the blow to your side, and into the wall. It crumbles easily to his might, and in the time that you’re able to catch him unawares from the surprise of your reaction you’re able to land a good punch to his side and a kick to his shin before disengaging.

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>>43071678
>You couldn’t jump then, how could ya be expected to jump now? You’s a chump, and you’s always -be- a chump.”
Damn them be fighting words

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“Shit…” The crowd cheers and jeers wildly at your sudden reversal, but they do nothing to ease the pain you’re feeling in places. They do nothing to ease the-They do nothing to ease the ringing in your ears either. But it seems as though your strategy -did- get -some- people cheering for you, the apparent underdog and victim here… as well as your sudden blows to his unprotected side and his shin seemed to have -quite- the effect. Taro is quick, smart, and strong, but nowhere nearly as durable as you.

>Success! Instead of flying off the handle like usual, you’ve decided to take a different stand on the fight this time. You’ve observed the situation -quite- thoroughly, and forced Taro to attack first! Now you’ve become the victim rather than the transgressor! Success burns 1pt of Hotblooded, and raises your Spirited by 1pt.

>Success 1/5 / Failure 0/5

>[+0]Hotblooded: 0pt (Secondary Die DC has been raised!)
>[+0]Spirited: 2pts
>[+3]Justice: 4pt

>Choose Hotblooded, Spirited, or Justice in addition to rolling 1d20

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>>43071716
>Justice
Lay it on thick, we was mindin our own businez.

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>43071716
>Spirited
Lets show the crowd what we have

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>43071786
Fucking hell again

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>43071716
>Hotblooded
If only to get rid of the penalty for maybe a turn.

>>43071831
not with that roll

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>43071716
JUSTICE!

>>43071844
To be fair, everything flubed this round.

Losing means it goes up by 1 anyway.

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>43071716
Justice, his fault

>>43071886
Thankfully your late.

But damn are these rolls terrible...

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>Writing

>>43071886
Get your drinks ready boys! It's time for the drinking game!

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You watch Taro struggle for a moment as he struggles with the pain in his side and leg, but is able to quickly rip his hand from the wall. Looking at the hole he made, you can see clearly into 2-D’s classroom. He turns to you, and you’re -still- trying to catch your breath. The world seems a bit off kilter as well… shit. You’re dizzy right now. You take a moment to stabalize yourself, but that in itself seemed to Taro like an opening as he charged right in and hit you right in the ch-

Fucking hell! Your head hits solid on the floor below you, and Taro is standing above you. You can faintly hear the chattering of your peers rabbling about how he floored you so quickly, while there -are- some who are saying that it took -a lot- to actually get you there. They say you’ve been punched over ten times now, three of which were to the face and head. Shit! You can -feel- it now, too!

The sudden rush of pain hits you hard like a bullet, and your hand goes to your head to wipe away the wet sensation gathering there. No good to have blood getting in your eyes in a fight… shit… no… this is all sweat.

“What’s wrong Yankii? No more arrogant gloating? Are you done flailing around like the beast you are?” He kicks you swiftly in the sid-

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“Or are you ready to give into my demand, and leave my Neechan alone?” The collar of your shirt is grasped firmly in his hand, and the ringing is getting even worse. You almost cannot hear the noises the other students are making. Looking straight into Toro’s eyes… straight… you’re standing now and he’s -holding you up- by your collar! When did you leave the floor?

This is getting all kinds of ridiculous! It’s getting you ANGRY! You further analyze the situation and draw up a few plans of battle, and they -could- possibly work if done right! You can still make this work!

>Failure! You didn’t -quite- recover, and he moved in too quickly. He got the upper hand on you, and both floored you and picked you up again. You’re hurting in places you never remember getting hit in! The hell is going on here?! In a combination of anger and coolheadedness you can see a few moves you could make to cause the battle to sway in your favor again! Failure grants 1pt of Hotblooded, and lowers your Spirited by 1pt.

>Success 1/5 / Failure 1/5

>[+1]Hotblooded: 2pt (Secondary DC returned to Normal!)
>[+1]Spirited: 2pts
>[+1]Justice: 5pt (Primary and Secondary DC has been lowered by 1!)

>Choose Hotblooded, Spirited, or Justice in addition to rolling 1d20

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Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>43072199
>Spirited
Just who the hell does he think we are?

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>43072199
justice

>>43072199
>Justice

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As per usual, I have to step out for a bit.

>Intermission

Anyways, I'll get writing upon my return.

Chat away in my absence, and/or shoot me a question or two. I think that'd be a good use of these intermission periods.

>>43072199
>Justice
We cannot lose here

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>43072387
Goddamn, forgot the roll.

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>43072199
>Spirited

>>43072319
Kamina wins fights, bitches.

Well, those are definitely better rolls

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>finished reading Holyland
>still no update
Pls.

>>43073241
Grim has a tendency to take a long time writing.
Pair that with intermission, and you may as well go roast a turkey before you come back.

Don't worry Grim, keeping us waiting just contributes to your delinquency.

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>Writing

>>43073316
This anon has the right of things.

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Shit! You’re not about to let this Taro’s self-righteous ass get the better of you, not today! Not now! While he’s drawing back for another punch, your mind has already taken into account how beaten your body is feeling, his clothing, and the general distance to the windows. You understand that it would -probably- be a bad idea to actually toss the bastard out the window. He -is- still Junko’s brother, and it -would- lower your own credibility for trying to reform yourself… calm thoughts… He isn’t going out the window… -unless!- Yeah. You’ve got a solid plan to turn the tables, and perhaps come out of this on top… if not quite injured as well.

It’ll need a bit of setup though.

Even if you aren’t gonna toss him out the window -just yet,- you -can- still mess him up pretty bad. Apparently he doesn’t realize the dangers that certain pieces of clothing could posses… like that tie of his.

You regain proper footing as he swings his fist forward, right towards your face and spin to the side. This maneuver is enough to dodge the blow, but it doesn’t seem to phase him. Not yet, anyways. In that same motion you reach forward and grab at his tie, and yank it downwards. He was not prepared to brace for the sudden forward momentum of his upper body. In this state of confusion you use your other hand to break his hold on your shirt.

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His face goes downwards, and your knee comes up.

“Ain’t nobody giving into yer fuckin’ demands!” Slam! The impact is GOOD the way his neck cranes backwards, and with that same backlack you yank back up on his tie, and swing his near-limp body back upwards and slam your fist into his face in the same manner. “You ain’t tellin’ me what I can or can’t do or if I can or can’t see my Silver!”

“The hell I can’t!” His eyes are wide with rage, and his face is now red and blue with the injuries of the battle. He reaches up to his tie, and tears himself free of your handhold by severing it in two. Only after he jumps and rolls to the side can you see what he used to cause the cloth to tear as he discards it to the ground. A pen. “Is that all you got Yankii?!”

You can see he’s woozy from those two blows to his head, and that his movements are still slow due to the kick to his leg and punch to his side. You’re still pretty raring to go, however. Beaten good, but still ready to rock!

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“Hardly, Rep. I’s only defending myself from you. I ain’t the one who threw the first punch, nor am I the one who’s been on the offensive here.” Your clear recount of the encounter sends waves through your audience. It begins to start up some more rabble, and now it seems a lot of it is pointing towards Taro being a bigger dick than usual to you, and that you weren’t the one to resort to fists. Of course, nobody is fully on your side on this matter… but most everyone recognizes that -you- weren’t the one to stir up shit.

“Sh-shit! You started it by stepping where you shouldn’t have been stepping!” He’s shaken by the backlash from the crowd, but he tries to not let it affect him so much. He’s getting even angrier, his hotblooded levels look like they’ve reached an all-time high at the situation, at you. Good. You need him angry if you’re going to try and persuade him to back the fuck down in the end… for at least a while.

>Rolls: 18, 14, 12
>Success! You’ve taken observation of the situation, and used your surroundings and your opponent's fallings to your advantage! This is the calmest fight you’ve been in thus far, and it’s going quite well! Victory is almost yours! Success burns 1pt of Hotblooded, and raises your Spirited by 1pt.

>EVENT GET! (Positive): You’ve figured out a means of turning the tables to perhaps even get -Taro- to knock this shit off. Who knows? Your plan is steadily in motion, it just depends on your ability execute! Gain 2pts of success!

>Success 4/5 / Failure 1/5

>[+0]Hotblooded: 1pt
>[+1]Spirited: 5pts (Secondary Roll gains a +1 bonus!)
>[+2]Justice: 7pt (Primary and Secondary DC has been lowered by 1!)

>Choose Hotblooded, Spirited, or Justice in addition to rolling 1d20

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Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>43074270
spirited

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>43074270
hotblooded

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>43074270
>Spirited

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>43074270
Hotblooded

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>43074270
Spirited

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>43074270
>Justice
Hmm, I'd just like to say that we are in control of the inclined plane wrapped around a sharpened cone that will pass the sky, and transcend the realm of reality.

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>>43074351
This post made me grin like an idiot.
>Pic related to your post, and delinquents at the same time.

**

>Writing

>>43074438
I'm glad I could amuse you.
But, I must say, between this and >>43073539, you're quite the flatterer.

I'm blushing.

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“You. Go get the nurse.” You point offhandedly to a random student in the crowd. They flinch strongly at your gesture, before dumbfoundingly looking around for who the point belongs to. It doesn’t take long till they realize that it was indeed -them- you had signaled. “Better they get here quick rather than too late.”

“You trying to threaten me, punk?! Do you think that would scare me?!” Wow. This must be what it’s like to deal with -you- sometimes. The kid scurries through the swarm of students on his way to the infirmary, and you continue to face down Taro. He’s begun to circle around, like a wolf seeking an opening. If you weren’t so attentive to this battle, you’d have time to admire his similarity to Kuro from that book you were reading… but this must be how his opponents felt. But… then again you’re seeing more of a feral side to Taro today, and -you’re- being the calm and analytical one. “You should know better than that. I don’t scare that easily, Yankii.”

“I ain’t tryin’a -scare- ya, dumbass. I’s tellin’ ya that wit how things’re goin’, somebody -is- gonna get hurt.” You sigh and keep in step with this circular dance of war with him. Your stance is somewhat low, and very defensive. The fact that he’s doing this himself makes it -much- easier to try and initiate your cunning plan, in all actuality. You don’t like the prospect of what this will mean for -you- in the short term, but it might help dislodge all that sand in his vagina. “As a guy who’s scrapped more’n sin, I’s know when shit’s gonna drop… HARD.”

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“At least the nurse will be here soon to scoop your worthless ass up, and get you out of my face. Good thinking ahead, Yankii.” Taro retorts as he lunges forward with another feint, and then his real attack following afterwards. You’re easily able to catch it, and strike him right back in return. You get him good in the gut, and it makes him reel backwards a bit and resume his footwork.

“Shit dude! What’s your problem?! Fuck! If it weren’t fer me, you wouldn’t -have- a sister to get so pissy about anymore! And I ain’t talkin’ bout today! Worthless?! I’ve done more in my -worthless- life than you could ever lay claim to! Ease the Fuck up Taro! When did’ja become such a supreme douchelord of fuckin’ bag-o-dick mountain?! What’ve I done to you to cause you to be such a complete asshole?!” You unload onto him a tide of raw emotion and powerful words. Words you’ve been keeping in check for a long while now, if not only because they’d either be lost on him in a different state, or they’d cause more problems than solutions. You -need- him to get pissed. You -need- him to unload. “Shit, man! You used to be a pretty cool guy! Lay the fuck off me, and lay the fuck off Silver! Seriously!”

Your surge of spirit and emotion wash over the hallway, and give many of the students to stop jeering completely. There are loads of murmurs and the rabbling increases, and -now- you can even hear some people cheering for you or telling Taro to stop, or that it’s gone too far, or let up. Of course, you can see his blue eyes burning, ice cold now. He’s tunnel visioning. He’s no longer as the wolf, even a ferral one; He’s given into emotion and has become as the boar.

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“Shut up! SHUT UP!!” He charges at you, but from where you’re standing, you cannot move. If you did it would only make things fail, and furthermore it would only make your plan fail… You sacrifice your own body for the sake of this possibile solution; the very body in which previously was the -only- thing you could really boast about.

He hits you head on with a wild punch straight to the fac-FUCK! You forgot about the entire blacking out thing, but you’ve come to far to let it affect you for too long! You persevere through the rabid zapping, electronic noise emanating from Taro’s gloved fist, as well as the odd, but serine hum that also seems to emanate from it. Shit. His gloves don’t seem -lare- enough to carry the inner workings of a tazer… but that’s what this is -sorta- like… only -kinda- though… The sensation isn’t nearly as painful as a tazer can be.. nor as uncomfortable, but you -can- hear a definitely buzzing… and soft, warm hum.

You feel your feet give out from under you, and you feel Taro’s body crashing into you… flying -with- you… through one of the hallway windows. You and he are flying downwards now. You can feel the surge of adrenaline flowing through your veins, and that’s perhaps what’s making it seem like time has slown down as you descend from the second story of the school.

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>>43075764
>supreme douchelord of fuckin’ bag-o-dick mountain
I'm stealing that.

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You can see the fear in Taro’s eyes. All the previous rage and violence gone, replaced with the primal fear of unavoidable injury. Replaced with the horrid fear of terrors instilled from youth. He’s beyond scared, beyond fearful. You see terror. You wrap your arms around his body as you fall down with one another, and grasp his head in your chest, shielding it from the impact to come.

This is going to suck.

At least the nurse should be on her way… even if you’re going to hate having to deal with Yori too... Plus you've enough endurance that nothing -should- break... hopefully...

After this though, he can’t ever tell you that you’ve never done anything.

He’s become such an asshole to you. Maybe this will fix that nonsense...

“Status report! Your heart rate is through the roof!”

You hear the voice of a young woman. It is incredibly clear, but you do not know where it’s coming from. It’s the only thing you -can- hear right now. The sounds of your peers crying out in shock, the sound of glass colliding in the air, the rushing air, or even Taro’s screaming.

WHUMP!

“Eh?!! EHH?!! Y-YANKII?! CHITOSE?! CHITOSE!!”

>Success! Success burns 1pt of Hotblooded, and raises your Spirited by 1pt.
>EVENT GET! (Bit of Both Worlds): Spirited threshold crossed! It seems you’ve swayed your fellow peers to listen to a deeper part of who you are, and that there -is- indeed -some- merit in your existence! You’ve also convinced many of them that you were the victim in all of this!

>Success 6/5 / Failure 2/5

>[+1]Hotblooded: 1pt
>[+2]Spirited: 8pts (Secondary roll gains a +1 Bonus)
>[+0]Justice: 7pt (Primary and Secondary DC has been lowered by 1!)

>ASSBEATING COMPLETE! VICTORY!
>Success Overflow!: You gained an extra point of Success! This will be added to your pool which is now at 3! You can only use 2 at a time, and it requires 2pts of Overflow to affect the outcome of a critical failure! Success breeds success!

>[4/4]

>>43075824
Rep's totally magic isn't he?

>>43076007
Naaaaah, that's ridiculous.

We're just suffering a major concussion.

>>43075971
>Status report! Your heart rate is through the roof!”
Are...
Are we in the matrix?

>>43075971
>“Eh?!! EHH?!! Y-YANKII?! CHITOSE?! CHITOSE!!”
SNAKE! SNAAAAAAAAKE!

>>43075971
wuh oh

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The darkness… it’s so cold… so familiar. Too familiar. The darkness is sufforcating.

WHUMP! Clank!…

The room shakes, causing a curtain rod to become dislodged from its place, and fall to the ground.

The sun suddenly shines brightly upon your face. The heat is nice, but it causes your head to ache. So much aching. The pain is splitting, as though an axe trying to cleave it’s way all the way through. Like an axe cutting your head in two. The warmth of the sun’s rays, however are pleasant.

It keeps out the cold…

CRACK!

So much cold…

Everything is so damn cold…

Only if you could just set fire to the world, and warm it up…

Then it wouldn’t be so cold...

BAM!

If only more things were warmer. If only there -were- warmth to be had. There is only the heat of battle, the rush of violence, and the embrace of victory. There is no warmth to be had in the so-called people who wander the streets unless they lay broken upon the floor.

There is only cold.

SLAM!

The sun is so nice… but it is a lie. An illusion that hides how dark the world is. The world is filled with shit, just like the people who live in it.

Cold, rotten, shit… Why don’t they all just... just die?

CRASH!!!

“Noooo! Please! Stop it!”

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That voice… You know that voice…. It’s a warm voice… the only voice you’ve heard that is untainted by the cesspool of filth that is the world. Why? Why is her voice so pained? Why is she pleading? She shouldn’t need to plead? She’s a good person… unlike yourself… She’s a good girl.

You strain your woozy body to get up from your broken bed. Your clothes catch in springs as you try to move your sore body from it. Muscles weakened by a night filled with that warm feeling of violence. A body struck by many blows, yet still able to drag itself to refuge… It’s so heavy…

So… very heavy...

“Fucking bitch! What is the meaning of this bullshit!”

Another voice… a voice that too, is familiar… a voice colder than the rest… -His- voice… But… why are -his- yells not in the room? That outburst of yelling should be aimed at you… But… if it’s not… shit!

SHITSHITSHIT!

SMASH! SMASH! SMASH! SMASH! CRASH!

“Please! I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! Please!”

She’s in trouble! The weight on your body is lifted as the blood surges through your arteries. You can already feel your hangover lifting. Your boiling blood seeming as though it evaporates the feeling entirely. You leap forth from your bed, and you charge through the door of your room. The locks placed on the outside break clean off the door frame as you barrel through it.

Nothing could hold you back.

Not now!

SHIT!

“Sorry don’t cut it! You -knew,- didn’t you! You -knew- that your fuck-face brother has a way of getting out of that fucking room!” You see -him.- -That man.- -His- short, black hair is gelled back, and -his- red eyes are filled with RAGE. Rage that is normally directed towards you... but now it is not...

Before -him- you see her… The source of the pained screams...

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>>43076398
Calling it for our little sister.

>>43076453
I think we've switched characters. Mostly because I don't think Chitose'd have an internal monologue about how the sun is an illusion and shit.

>>43076398
Wow.
Dad's a dick.

>>43076550
If what your saying is true... It could be back to that thing Chitose was goading Taro with about 'not jumping'. Perhaps Chitose had jumped in and took care of their father when he had turned his rage to Junko.

>>43076638
Shit, I didn't even think of that. You think Chitose kicked Taro's dad's ass?

>>43076701
Perhaps. This could also be why he seemingly hates us. In his eyes, we're seen as a constant reminder that when his sister needed him most, he was scared or choked.

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“Mimi…” Your sister! She’s in bad shape… She’s bleeding, and surrounded by broken dishes in a corner of the room. She’s grasping her knees tightly into her chest and shaking. You can see tears streaming down the side of her face. The rest of the room is filled with signs of -his- violence. There are holes in the walls, broken bottles of beer, and an overturned table. -He’s- already beaten her this badly! FUCK!

“He’s been causing shit, just like that -other- bad seed! How the fuck does a man as good as I, and the woman who was my wife even -create- such disappointments?! How the fuck did this happen?!” -He- picks up a chair, and begins to approach Mimi. “I put a roof over your heads! I fed you! I clothed you! And, for what? So you and your shit-head siblings can make a MOCKERY of -my- late wife? Does it bring you -pleasure- to make her roll over in her grave?! ANSWER ME!”

He raises the chair up high… -he’s- going to hit her with it! You’re still standing by the railing of the second story of your home, looking down unto the disheveled living room below. -That man- is still standing a decent ways away from you… but you -have- to stop him! You stare down at your small body, and back over at -him-... there's no contest, you're unable to match up to him yet. -That man- is a fucking beast... -That man- can shred you into pieces... -That man- HAS shred you into pieces before... but you have to do something! But what -can- a young boy such as yourself do to a man as large as he? -He- might not have a rippling body, but -he's- more than twice your size...

>Yell at him! Get his attention!
>Run down the stairs!
>Leap at him from the railing!
>Other [Suggestion]?

>[3/3]


>Also:
Nah, you niggas still on the Chitose train. I'll have dedicated OPs for non-Chitose interludes.

Welcome to the psyche of a fragile, and developing mind of a yankii who has lost all faith in humanity.

We haven't grazed the "jump" yet.

>>43076822
>Leap at him from the railing!

>>43076822
>Leap at him from the railing!
Time is of the essence and we need as much momentum to knock him away as possible.

>>43076822
>>Leap at him from the railing!

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Alright boys! Pack it up, 'cuz we're done here!

Alright, time has come to end this little entry into the past of our beloved Yankii. We'll see how things go next time.

Alrighty then! Let's get to some questions!

If ya got any, throw em out! I've got about an hour or so to commit to them, then I gotta bolt. Sadly, I know that my capacity to write is much to slow for another update tonight.

>>43076822
>Leap at him from the railing!
Wow, Chitose's childhood... wasn't too great, huh?

>>43076822
>>Leap at him from the railing!
Gorilla jump on this mofo!

>>43077054
Well, he's a delinquent. Sometimes, that's the result of problems at home.

>>43077002
So when did each of his parents die? How many scars does he, and his sisters have? Who else knows about this shit? Taro was losing pretty handily wasn't he? Who was talking to us with that clear voice as we fell?

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>>43077054
I direct you to:
>>43077189
While this isn't -always- the case, Chitose's delinquency is indeed fueled by problems at home. You'll see more of this at work as we continue, and the parallels of this younger Chitose with that of the one we see in the present.

>>43077329
>So when did each of his parents die?
His mother died soon after childbirth with his younger sister, Mimi. Her death affected the entire family (which is actually quite small; The three siblings, and their father).

Father is most likely still alive, and resents his children who are like haunting shadows reminding the bastard of his late wife. He hates Chitose especially for further reasons, but I believe it will be touched upon in-Quest.

>How many scars does he, and his sisters have?
Too many. -Most- of Mimi's are mental, while Chitose got the worst of it both physically -and- mentally. Elder sister got the least of it... kinda? We will touch upon this more, soon.

>Who else knows about this shit?
His mentor, and two other adults. The siblings don't see much reason to go blabbing around about their past to people. Hell, most people just think Chitose's scars are from streetfights... which is -sorta- true. Most his scars are from papa Sonohara.

>Taro was losing pretty handily wasn't he?
He got pretty wrecked, both verbally and physically. It was interesting to see a fight go so well, with so very few ones. I suppose the first battle being dramatic was kinda nice.

>Who was talking to us with that clear voice as we fell?
It is a secret to everybody

>>43076097
Probably not. Most likely not.

>>43076007
Could be. Might not be.

>>43075898
Go for it. I'm glad you liked it.

>>43072018
You apparently only got one drink outta this. Oh well. Better (worse?) luck next time.

>>43070862
>>43071364
>>43071388
Yes it is. I've got a lotta yankii pictures stored up for the sake of ambiance for this quest.

>>43077719
>Powerpuff Girls as delinquents

Here I thought I'd have to go to /d/ today, thanks Grim.

>>43077719
Will you elope with me?

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>>43078007
I must respectfully decline, for I am a happily married man.

Aight! If dat be dat, I be thinkin' we be done here!

I'll hopefully have a post for you guys come Friday morning! The tale of our beloved yankii are only beginning!

Here's some helpful links:

>Archive if'n yer wantin' to read it all again, or catch up!
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=yankii%20reform%20quest

>Quest Text Only Doc if'n yer wantin' to avoid reading through Anon's posts and see neglected typos and the occasionally missed sentence!
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1MRFqElPK_oHjjdkrgDL8bEXeorwXrouhgXt70mSh6j8/pub

>Ask fer dem post-quest questions!
http://lord-grimsley.tumblr.com/ask

>Twittersheet for dem updates!
https://twitter.com/Lord_Grimsley

See yall next time!