Takeshi Asakura (
vexed_snake) wrote in
mayfield_rpg2012-10-12 06:36 pm
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First Vexation
[A - 2235 Stevens]
[This wasn't jail. That was the first thing Asakura came to realize when he woke up in the strange bed, in strange tacky yellow pajamas that weren't his. The second thing he realized was that he'd been sleeping next to some woman he didn't know. He was vexed at not knowing how that had happened...but if she was the one who had gotten him out of jail, she'd be spared the wrath of his confusion.
He all but jumped out of the bed, and then he tore out of the bedroom and into the rest of the house, doing a quick examination of his surroundings. This involves smashing happy family photographs he doesn't remember taking and generally knocking things over. It isn't long before he rushes out of the house and into the street still in his ugly yellow pajamas, looking a little wild-eyed around the area. Approach the obvious new arrival?]
[B - Johnathon's Tools]
[Once he'd found a half-decent set of clothing, it hadn't taken Asakura long to discover the best thing about Mayfield--none of the drones selling firearms seem to care that he's a convicted felon. No, they thought he was a fine, upstanding citizen going to spend the weekend hunting with his kids.
Sure, whatever, as long as it got him guns. Asakura currently looks a bit like a kid in a candy store as he considers his options.Surely nothing can go wrong.]
[C - Around Town]
[Asakura's now walking around town, taking in the sights with a pistol tucked into his belt. Dare to approach?]
[This wasn't jail. That was the first thing Asakura came to realize when he woke up in the strange bed, in strange tacky yellow pajamas that weren't his. The second thing he realized was that he'd been sleeping next to some woman he didn't know. He was vexed at not knowing how that had happened...but if she was the one who had gotten him out of jail, she'd be spared the wrath of his confusion.
He all but jumped out of the bed, and then he tore out of the bedroom and into the rest of the house, doing a quick examination of his surroundings. This involves smashing happy family photographs he doesn't remember taking and generally knocking things over. It isn't long before he rushes out of the house and into the street still in his ugly yellow pajamas, looking a little wild-eyed around the area. Approach the obvious new arrival?]
[B - Johnathon's Tools]
[Once he'd found a half-decent set of clothing, it hadn't taken Asakura long to discover the best thing about Mayfield--none of the drones selling firearms seem to care that he's a convicted felon. No, they thought he was a fine, upstanding citizen going to spend the weekend hunting with his kids.
Sure, whatever, as long as it got him guns. Asakura currently looks a bit like a kid in a candy store as he considers his options.
[C - Around Town]
[Asakura's now walking around town, taking in the sights with a pistol tucked into his belt. Dare to approach?]

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Oi! What's the big deal!?
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[And he...doesn't seem to recognize Shoutaro at all.]
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So...looking straight ahead for you is my duty, huh? Don't pull that kinda con-man crap.
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[And he'll try to kick the bike for emphasis. Clearly someone somewhere failed in teaching him how to respect others' property.]
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Don't worry. I can handle damage.
[Now the voice is starting to turn gears...]
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But just how much can you take?
[He'll attempt to throw a punch at Shoutaro.]
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[He'll quickly dodge that punch.]
Depends on if you can dish it out first.
[That voice...who's voice is that?]
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You're starting to vex me...and you'll see just how much I can dish out.
[He's lunging at Shoutaro now.]
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Shoutaro will catch him in the lunge, barely keeping his footing and wrestle him off and to the ground beside the bike. He'll manage to get back up rather quickly, and adjusts his hat.]
Sorry. I don't have time to play...Takeshi Asakura.
[Guess he did have some time to think after all.]
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...and just who are you?
[No, Shoutaro, he doesn't seem to recognize you at all. What do?]
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[He won't mention being a Rider yet. He knows how Shunji's range of Riders operates for the most part (he only really qualifies a minority as ACTUAL Riders at that).]
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I imagine you have questions.
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What is this place?
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And is there a purpose to this place?
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[He's considering things. Being pulled out of prison wasn't such a sweet deal if he's stuck in what seems to be as boring a place as this.]
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[This had better be the sort of danger sufficient enough to match with man-eating monsters living behind mirrors...otherwise he's going to get bored and that's never good.]
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[And yet, she doesn't seem terribly fazed about any of this]
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Are there any of those things to fight now?
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[Nothing to fight now? He seems rather disappointed.]
Doesn't matter. I'll find something to work my vexations out on one way or another.