BLACK FRIDAY .01

[KING PUFFLES]

1. ryusei- anti-rioter
2. zero stone- neutral
3. zambezi long- anti-rioter
4. hotaru- neutral
5. mathew valentine- anti-rioter

These are the posters in order. There is a two day iic and if missed the poster is skipped. The first person, which is Ryusei may post already having whitnessed the riot, or just arriving on the scene. This thread takes place in the wide expanse in the center of town. Rooters are running rampant and marines have yet to arrive. The moon is out with few clouds. You may begin.

[Ryusei]

"Who was the motherfucker who did that!"

My expression had became one of grotesque abandon, and anger. I saw it with my own two eyes, a boy shot down in my eyes. I know, I was someone who didn't give a shit about much, but hurting a fucking kid like that, my blood started to boil as my eyes went to the man who showcased that bullet. The increased noise from the yelling of each and every person, a woman crying tears in the midst of it as the crowds ran wild. But my eyes were set on that one person.

"Now you've done it, bitch!!!"

After the expression that the kid inquired about him wanting to become a pirate. I had only watched him for a moment as he gained what could only be called "balls". If he would of remained standing, I would of laughed at him and allowed it to continue. But as he said such words the only thing that would happen was that bullet. And that bullet would spark this large riot which I was in the midst of right now. I was angered, my fists tightening as I gripped them, and my feet pushing into the ground. I started to run with incredible vigor my eyes flashing bright red.

Mowing through the crowds my fists came within an instant as I clenched my fists tighter and tighter. And with that, his face was in plain sight, the assailant. My fists connected with his face. Thoroughly smacking him with what could be considered lethal strength. I screamed as I did it, letting out my rage as both my fists hit against his face. The gun which he had sitting to the side as I smashed more and more. I was mad, more than mad I couldn't even quite control myself in this instance. And as I did... the combat would begin.

I stopped as my fists had blood on them, the crashing of my large fists into his head made me feel much better. Even if I was a marine, even if I was a pirate, even if i was a fucking civilian. I would of done it without reprieve. I didn't care, my body still felt as if it was angered as I screamed towards the sky. I clenched both my fists more and more, the drops of blood going into my finger spaces.

"You son of a bitch... Killing a fucking kid, I should kill you too... however..."

I had seen that the battle field was full of both marines and pirates standing firmly as I looked toward what could be considered my allies. I would need to make a way for myself to fight back now. He had got what he deserved, now it was time for my reward... I stepped forward slowly increasing my muscular veins as I clenched my fists tighter after each step. A large grin appearing on my face.

"Lets raise a little hell."

[ZERO STONE]

Wow why is everyone screaming?

Everything was crazy about this place including the fact that everyone had been running with torches and many more weapons destroying stores. It sounded fun, destroying freely with nothing stopping them but usually there was always some sort of resistance against something so fun like this. Assuming Marines were on this, he would join in just for the fun of it.

Until he covered his face with a mask, obscuring the lower half of his face. His alter ego, 'X' had burst forth on the scene. The more psychotic one and slightly 'perverted'. The complete opposite of Zero yet he still held the same goal, stop all types of deaths. He still wanted to save people, just in a more dangerous way. He was a rioter now, a force to be reckoned with.

Turning his head he noticed a man who was pummeling on an adolescent. What kind of sociopath, this man was not normal. Maybe mentally ill, an assumption. Though there was no fun in standing here and witness the man continue to smash on the boy's head. Although he stopped albeit the adolescent near dead most likely.

Approaching the man he would tap him on the shoulder, the mask covering his mouth concealing his face. He X now not Zero Stone. After multiple taps on the shoulder he would begin to speak.

"Yo, what gives you the right to beat up on people smaller then you motherfucka?"

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[ZAMBEZI LONG]

Twisting a rioter's arm behind his back, the Marine Lieutenant brought the man back down to the ground, slamming him to the floor and holding him in place with his weight as he pulled out a pair of handcuffs. Cuffing the man whilst his arms remained behind his back, he then signaled for some of the lower-ranked Marines nearby to take hold of the man. He bit his lower lip and stared out across the town. This was not right. There was no Justice to be found here - only chaos. Rioters raised a ruckus as they lashed out in anger, turned against the Marines by one audacious act - A Marine soldier shooting down a young kid claiming he'd become King of the Pirates. It was disgusting.

"This is exactly why I hate these extremists! Lashing out like this, this is no better than the Fishman District's preachings!" he thought to himself, barely able to restrain his anger as he took his Marine cap and threw it to the ground. He looked out across the scene. There were still plenty of others about, rioting and acting out. His sharp eyes narrowed upon two in particular - a Marine who'd quickly made his way towards the assailant responsible for this whole mess and another, a strange man in a mask. Zambezi let out an almost bestial growl, tightening his fists before relaxing them again. He was angry. When you were a Bull Shark Fishman, this was never a good sign.

"It's like there's no end to it all! Of course, it's only just started, hasn't it?" he grumbled irritably under his breath. Standing upright at his full, towering height, he he moved towards a crowd of rioters making an assault on a group of Marines and quickly began to work at detaining them. One rioter threw a punch, but the Fishman avoided the hit, grasping the arm before kicking down on the back of the man's leg, giving him a chance to bring the man to his knees as he twisted his arm. The man cried out in pain, but he ignored it."Cuff this man and take him in! If these rioters aren't going to stop, we're going to have to keep arresting them!"

"L-Lieutenant Long, sir! Their numbers-".

"Are of no concern to me! We are going to suppress this riot, understand?!" he responded back to the Marine, who nodded and quickly ran off to join the others. He sighed, looking back towards the sight of the other Marine and the masked man. He had a bad feeling about all of this.

[Nuregami Hotaru]

The city had erupted into complete chaos. For the longest time, the doctor had tried her hardest to continue her research, ignoring the cries, crashes and the occasional gunshot. However, as she closed in on the lenses of her microscope to observe a sample, a stone came crashing through the window of her apartment situated above a local bookstore. Deciding that the only way to ensure that this riot was quelled in a timely manner was for her to find the parties responsible and silence them, Hotaru put on her fur lined lab coat and descended the stairs to the town square.

Otherwise clad in a green t-shirt, red pencil mini skirt, black leggings, and black sneakers, Hotaru looked less like a doctor and more like one of the hooligans perpetuating this worthless display of violence and stupidity. Her utility belt was fully stocked with needles, poison, and various other tools she needed for combat. All that was left to do was to identify the chief components of the riot and neutralize them.

Bright green eyes darted around the crowded town square. Various 'scenes' caught her attention, the first and closest of which was two men standing near the body of a child about 5 meters away (ryusei). Other important players were a man in a mask who seemed to have just arrived on the other side of the square(zero), and a cluster of marines trying to squash the rebellion, including one such military dog cuffing a rioter he had pinned 10 meters to her 10 o'clock (zambi).

Out of convenience, the doctor made her way through the chaos towards the loudmouth marine shouting near the collapsed form of a child. His back was turned to her, though even if he was facing her she doubted he would be able to see her approaching through his rage and the swarms of mindless civilians rushing around the square. Her left hand reached into her pouch and removed a single acupuncture needle, which she clutched tightly in her curled fingers.

[MATTHEW VALENTINE]

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[Ryusei]

"What you say, bub?"

I was in a frenzied state as of now. My body was very tense and I wanted to let out the frustrations of what had just happened in the first place. How lucky of me for someone to actually present themselves as a legitimate threat coming up to me as if I was some type of weakened individual. My fists clenched tighter. My eyes watched him from behind me as he was ready for his own sort of battle. I paused and cracked my knuckles by squeezing my fists.

"What gives me the right?"

My right arm came for a backhand swing, the maximum power of my force tilted into that blow as I swung my body and grasped my foot for leverage against the ground. My lips still showing a large grin as I stood my ground and made my hands into claws. I showed my teeth wider as my body hunched forward. My beastly instincts coming over me as I saw my prey right in front of me.

"It's the victor lives and dies... the fact that all you bastards are here makes this all the more enjoyable..."

I pressed my feet into the ground as I would laugh. I was about to enjoy myself with this one, and he would be the main course until I fulfilled my urges to beat people down. I moved forward my right hand ready to attack as I swiped towards his head. Swiftly moving forth with a left clenched fist screamed, "ORA!".

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