The Gamers: Prologue - Gamers, ASSEMBLE!

Unfortunately Majima's attack wasn't his best. As the around averagely executed attack was made, the Goblin parries it aside. Not too easily, but nonetheless its all or nothing in this type of situation, and in Majima's case it was nothing. With his strange looking knife, Gob Gob makes his own attacks.

One right across the chest, before the creature then stabs Majima right in the stomach. Once again another trail of white hot pain is left across Majima's middle, before a nice surge of it is left right in his stomach, Majima's HP plunging down into -7 now from the total of 34 Damage that was dealt to him in two slashes.

Somehow, despite these two attacks, through a show of sheer willpower, Majima would keep standing. He didn't fall, despite how painful and devastating the Damage was. So perhaps he had alot of HP? The other two Gamers wouldn't know, but Majima would. Majima would definitely know. He would know that if he doesn't end this fight soon, he will die. A black skull is in the corner of his vision, showing him that he is near death. His Health Bar is completely empty of green, with a -7 on it partially filling it with black.​
 
"Feel free to stay here. I'm going to go where I know I can find some people." Rei is currently checking his phone, as the two walk. About a few minutes passed, three to be exact, in their walking through the streets of the entertainment district. Rei didn't even respond to the bit about starting a verbal scuffle, most likely because he didn't care.

As they passed the Tram station that goes through the center of the districts, known as the Outer Ring Tram, or ORT, Rei quickly moves into a crowd of people, making an attempt to ditch Hira here. As Rei moves with the crowd, moving quickly as to leave Hira behind, Hira would suddenly see a window appear in front of him.

From: Rei Amagi

Just forget about The Gamer. Your life will be better that way.
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Now Hira was alone once again. He could either get on the train to chase after Rei, or hope that he can find some other Gamers here in the Entertainment District.​
 
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Rei gets on his phone and begins to check for... Something. He seems to think that he'll find some of the other people with 'The Gamer' title in the direction he's heading. Of course, Hira doesn't want to leave the Entertainment District. If he were smart, like he was hoping most of the others were, then he would head to a place that has a lot of people passing through it. The Entertainment District is one of the most known places among the locals and it always has plenty of people passing through it.

Hira lost Rei in a crowd of people and decided it was better not to pursue Rei. Then, as if on cue, a window appeared in front of his face that told him he should forget about the power, which made him roll his eyes heavily.

From: Hira Chikara

If you haven't already gotten the message, I will not.
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He began looking around the Entertainment District, hoping to find the other Gamers soon.​
 
Aiko needed a second to collect herself. To prepare for another strike. To end the unlife of this miserable creature. To-

"Too bad I owe him one."

He acted quick. Too quick. Completely disregarding what Aiko had asked, her Prey was taken. Just like that. For just a split-second her face distorted into one of pure anger and disgust. For more than that, however, she considered to rend flesh rather than bone.

"..."

"Thank you for coming to my aid Aiko, ..."

"..."

Aiko kept being silent but ultimately smiled, replying with a friendly tone. "You're welcome. I'm glad you're safe." A simple lie. But it serves its purpose. She wondered though, she was way calmer than she used to be? After all, while she had a certain amount of composure what Soren did was... whatever. With that done her eyes wandered towards the other combatant: The Girl. Did she... ? No.

Aiko sighed internal. She already went there. Could as well keep it up. Not to mention that the raven-haired girl already proved capable. "Do you need help?"

Aiko thought for a second. Under normal circumstances, doing anything with that arrow other than breaking the shaft would be unwise but.. .their bodies were abnormal and she did have a First A-

Ultimately, her thoughts were interrupted by clapping followed by the sole speech of a Lunatic. A... Necromancer? It... made sense yet was silly at the same time. Was the Dark Magician part of the Game too?

Once again Aiko found herself being way more calm than she was supposed to be. Ignoring most of the crap he spilled he did give her an 'opportunity'. Though they maybe could also just kill him. After all, his attitude was... . Still, Aiko found herself wondering. He was just(?) level 14. Aiko wanted answers. Not just 'one question' but many. Maybe... just maybe... it was possible.

Having long broken eye-contact with Rin as the Necromancer made his presence known she once again checked on both of the students. They made clearly things more... complex. Though not impossible. "Can you tell me anything about the 'Smiling Killer'?" It was mostly a shot in the dark. But if she were right it would make things so much easier. If not... well, one simple question like 'Abyss? What's the Abyss?' or anything would only follow with far more questions. That, she was sure of.

Sure, there was the possibility to 'plan out' three questions with the other two BUT the Necromancer didn't really appear like the patient type - waiting for their strategy meeting and all.



 
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As the skeleton dissolved, leaving only a few pieces of bone left, Rin picked it up, breathing shallowly through the pain. Aiko proved to be much more acrobatic than the kendo girl had expected out of such a colorless individual, bounding from one wall to another before rushing at the club-wielding skeleton. Despite a difference in the mass of a knife and a club, a similar amount of damage was dealt upon the monster's body, Rin opting to remain in the back, respecting the fact that she wanted that kill to herself.

Apparently, garbage can man didn't have that same amount of respect, swinging out a wrench and clobbering it dead before trying to calm down the bloodlusted individual with gratitude and promises.

"Amazing," Rin said to herself, before wincing once more. A new affliction had joined her first one, this time detailing the effect of 'Stuck', as she appeared to lose HP incrementally due to the arrow stuck in her side. And yet, her clothes still weren't dyed with dark ichor, nor did that injury appear to have affected the function of her organs at all. Though it was painful, she could still breathe normally, and she could feel her heartbeat if she pressed a hand against her chest.

For now…

Just like ripping off a bandaid.

She lifted her shirt up, stretching the loose fabric so she could bite into it. Waving off Aiko's offer to help, Rin narrowed her eyes, grasped the white shaft, and clenched her teeth even harder. She could do this. The pain will be over quickly. She had to do this before the adrenaline completely left her system, before the burning sensation sharpened.


Don't be a failure.

There was a sticky sound as the arrow almost 'popped' out of her flesh, leaving not even a hole behind. Pain blossomed from the side of her torso once more, before she tossed the shaft away, letting out a breath she didn't even realize she was holding. It definitely didn't hurt. Didn't hurt at all. This was nothing to her.

Walking over towards the others, Rin eyed the countenance of Aiko, before picking up the girl's dropped knife. "Here," she gestured, offering it handle first to the knife-crazy acrobat, before any further conversation was broken by the presence of a fourth.

The culprit of this strange world, the Necromancer that summoned those monsters and had originally sought to turn them into the same sort of creatures. A masked being that came from the Abyss, and yet knew of the conversation on the Forums. Did they eavesdrop while inside the café? Or were they waiting outside the entire time? Regardless, for his high level and his intimidating title, his vocabulary left much to be desired and his personality was laidback, no doubt due to his confidence in his abilities.

And...

Only level 14.

Aiko spoke up first, eliciting a quick glance from Rin at the unexpected question, but if she thought about it, in a world of supernatural nonsense, there were questions that she wished to ask as well. If the dead could be truly brought back to life. If magic existed that allowed one to travel back in time. What this Gamer power really is, and what its origins were. Who they were.

And yet, there was only one, and even then, that individual could choose not to answer.


"This space," Rin said finally, "How did you do this?"
 
Lee catches on to Kira's suggestion, but Majima should be quiet when they're trying to land a sneak attack on the dumb goblin. As stupid as Gob Gob may be, he can still hear them. Majima takes a serious amount of damage as the goblin deflects his attack and retaliates. Kira cringes, but he remains on his feet at least. That's a good sign...?

Hmm... She doesn't have any weapon other than her voice, so she may as well continue trying to bluff Gob Gob into leaving.

"My magic is on the fritz!" She exclaims, pointing at the goblin. "But don't you worry, I can blow your head up by screaming!"

Taking a deep breath, Kira screams at the top of her lungs. It's so loud it might damage her own ears, and she makes sure to put further distance between herself and the goblin in case she fails.

"You die next Screech Mouth!"

Okay, that didn't work either. At least Lee might get a lot of chances to stab the goblin in the back when Gob Gob comes after Kira in a fit of rage. Hell, if they're lucky, her screaming might attract more 'gamers' to deal with their threat.

This wasn't really your best usage of your lying Talents. +5 Bluff SP
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The expression on Aiko's face told Soren he probably should not take her target away in the future, and if anything, he should watch his back concerning her. The words she spoke told a different story than her face did, though that also changed to a nice smile.

Soren rubbed his sore side as he looked around, almost expecting another zombie to appear, or a window to appear informing them that they had accomplished the tutorial fight.

Instead he was greeted by the clapping of a man standing atop Mr. Frosts' head. A necromancer? Apcolyptic horseman? Soren frowned. First boss found.

The robed man went on about how weak things are, and how he wanted to turn them into Zombies. Not a chance Soren was just going to let that happen to himself. The Necromancer then went on to let them all ask a question.

"Can you tell me anything about the 'Smiling Killer'?" Aiko was the first to speak, a question with a more personal ring to it maybe?

Next was Rin, "This space, How did you do it?" That was useful information if he would inform them.

With it being Soren's turn to ask, he knew that there was a multitude of things to ask. What is this abyss he speaks of? How did this happen? Are they all students? The not likely to be answered question of WHO this rider truly was. In the end, Soren thought it best to ask a question to provide a little bit of foresight. "Are you the strongest of the Four Horseman?"
 
The man just listens to each of their questions, watching their faces and their contemplative expressions as they figure out just what they're going to ask. First he looks to Aiko, who asks about somebody called the Smiling Killer. The only thing visible on his smooth face is his mouth and chin, his lips twisting into a smirk.

"Now why would I go ousting a great guy like that? Nah, Ill choose not to answer that one, unless you offer me either your corpse, or the corpse of your friends there." He just laughs, and then looks towards Rin.

"I'm no teacher. So why should I have to tell you how? Go find that Shimo guy, maybe he knows. Although he'll tell you something boring like" and he clears his throat, "forget about your super cool super powers and stuff." He just throws his head back, laughing again at his own mocking tone, laughing more than he did when he laughed at Aiko's question.

"Seriously, who would want to forget about cool powers? That's so lame." He continues to laugh, reaching into his hood which obscures his face, most likely to wipe a tear from his eye.

He then has a smile on his face as he gestures to Soren. "But you. I like you, as you ask the good questions." He just thinks for a moment, tapping his foot. "Strength is really subjective here in the Abyss. So that's hard to say, but I guess if I had to say who was strongest in terms of pure ability, it'd be Pestilence."

He then raises his hand towards the sky. "Well that's all the time we have for today folks. Just as a friendly reminder, so you don't die before I get to turn you three Weak, Pathetic Worms into Zombies, don't go around mentioning your powers to normal people." He raises his hand straight up.

"Or 'God' will kill you."

With this, his hand glows and he vanishes as the sky suddenly begins to crack. After several seconds, the sky shatters and as if nothing happened, the three Gamers find themselves back in front of Mr. Frosty, as if nothing ever happened. People don't even seem to have noticed that the three Gekkoukan Students probably just appeared out of nowhere.

That last bit of advice, could either be a bluff or a truthful warning. Whether or not the Gamers want to follow it is up to them. But there was another bit of advice. One that causes a window to suddenly appear in front of the Gamers now.

A Quest has been Updated
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Other's Like Me

Issued By
A Passing Thought

Objective
Find others who bear the class, 'The Gamer'.
Another Gamer? Find Gekkoukan Forum User "Shimo". (Optional) (Recommended)

Rewards
6 EXP, 1 AP
More information on 'The Gamer' power.

Failure Results
Unknown


As well as another window appearing after the quest update.

A New Quest has been created. Do you Accept?

[Y] [N]
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As Hira walks through the Entertainment District, hoping to bump into other Gamers, he would suddenly not only experience that same sensation, the world going silent in the blink of an eye, but he would suddenly hear an ear piercing screech, and soon after that the words:

"You die next Screech Mouth!"

Hira would see three others with the Gamer Tag. Two holding knives as they surrounded a creature that looked like a Goblin, holding a better knife in its hand. The creature is around 4'6", yet looked pretty hardy despite its small size. It was also Level 6, and had the name Gob Gob with Goblin Delinquent right above that.

Appearing 12 yards away, he could sprint closer perhaps, but whether or not he would have enough time to aid these Gamers was another story. Especially with one of them looking like he is in some pain.​
 
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As Hira wandered down the street, he wondered what kind of people the other Games might be. He was certainly hoping that the others were not like Rei and would not give up on the power, the same way Hira did. He wondered how hardcore they were about their gaming, what kinds of games they played, how they planned to build themselves, and how they seem to react to their new lifestyle.

Right after finishing these exciting thoughts, the feeling of quiet washed over him. Looks like it might be his lucky day. Hira heard a loud scream and then some terrible voice saying that someone was going to die. Hira immediately looked toward the group. They all had 'The Gamer' above their heads! Sweet! He had finally found them!

He sprinted as quickly as he could toward the group. In his effeminate voice, he called out to the group. "Need me to lend a hand?" He grabbed the hammer off of his toolbelt. Looks like it might be his time to shine and see what actual combat was like as a video game character.​
 
The Smiling Killer. A great guy. Coming from someone who captured random strangers into an alternate dimension and tested their mettle with the undead that they have summoned, with a clear intention of straight up murdering them and turning them into zombies, such a compliment said much about the reputation of the Killer.

Ultimately though, this particular narcissist had no intention of sharing any information that would have actually benefited them. The only thing they learned was that Pestilence was 'stronger' but even that was pointless information. Relatively, it didn't matter how strong any of the Horsemen were, only that they were stronger than the three Gamers that continued to look upwards.

She let out one last breath as reality returned, the hooded figure disappear from sight. Surrounded by crowds once more, the too-loud reality made that strange occurrence almost feel fictional. Except it wasn't. Their scenario was clearly one of supernatural origin, and the raven-haired girl's grip on her iron pipe became slightly lax.

"Best to put away your knives, right, Aiko?" she said, stepping in front of albino. It would be bad if a bystander realized that this chick held two very sharp combat knives in the middle of the street, after all. As she waited for her acquaintance to do what she had to in order to hide those weapons, two new messages popped up. An update to the current quest and the presence of a new one.

Rin pressed 'yes' without any hesitation.

The 'Four Horseman'

Issued By
'Four Horseman' Encounter

Objective
Defeat 'Death'
Defeat 'Pestilience'
Defeat 'War'

Rewards
20 EXP
4 AP

Failure Results
Killed by the 'Horsemen'​
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"Four Horsemen, but only three targets," she mused, tapping a finger on the rusty pipe. Considering the events that had just transpired, Rin was reluctant to throw away her weapon. "Nothing changes though. We'll head to Gekkoukan, ascertain Shimo's identity, and learn of this power."

A pause, before a more accusatory tone emerged, as Rin turned back, grip tightening on the pipe.

"But Aiko, what more do you know about the power? You were both prepared for a conflict and knew someone connected to the Horseman."
 
The blows that Majima took were ones that Tae Min knew that he wouldn't have survived if he himself had been on the recieving end. It had all happened faster than he thought it would, faster than any game that he had ever played before. One moment he was nodding in affirmation to the other Gamer's whisper, then he was witnessing the same gamer take two bludgeoning strikes the next.

But there was no panic, or even a lingering thought in his mind - just a sense of urgency as Tae Min moved forward. A sense that he had to try something, at least.

He knew there was little to no finesse in his movements, and the knife in his grip still didn't feel quite right. However, little else mattered in the moment other than the faculty of his mind that told him to move. Tae Min closed the gap between himself and the goblin quickly, then brought his knife forward to slash the goblin's side for 14 points of damage.

It was surprisingly tough. And also surprisingly satisfying.

Despite the fact that Tae Min's focus was mostly on the goblin, he still registered a rather effeminate voice from somewhere behind him, "Need me to lend a hand?"

And though he was reply - partly because he was actually fighting, but also partly because his voice seemed to fail him in the moment - he thought very clearly in his head:

Yes, please!
 
Bingo.

Aiko's face curled up into a smile for a moment. For a second she even considered taking up on the Necromancer's offer of killing her two friends but ultimately, it was unwise. It was still against the Law. And she had already gotten all she needed. For now, she should treat her allies like allies. As long as Soren did not dare again to...

"Best to put away your knives, right, Aiko?"

It was Rin who interrupted Aiko's train of thoughts. By now, she was aware that it wasn't herself who was 'special' but rather it were all those unordinary people who were simply... not special. Maybe they were content with their lives. Maybe they didn't want to crawl outside of tiny box. Maybe they were 'scared' to 'discover' the truth. Whatever it was, Ai knew she only scratched the surface. There was, literally, a new whole world to be discovered. How exciting. Just thinking about this filled her heart with a kind of joy she had not felt in quite a while. It was pure, innocent, without any malice.

Rin, though, was right. Having her weapons out in the open wasn't right. By now she had gotten her second weapon back anyways. Quickly putting them away it was then that the white-hair realized a bunch of updates in regards to her quest. Shimo didn't seem like a friendly guy either though apparently knew more. And, without a doubt accepting the new quest, defeating those wannabe Horsemen?

Despite 'Four' Horses they had, however, just three targets. Maybe the last one would be some kind of 'boss'? Some kind of 'follow-up quest'. Well, whatever the case, Aiko looked forward to beating up that stupid Necromancer. "If that Necromancer wants to go through with his intention we will meet him certainly again anyways. Maybe we learn more about the others then, too." Was her take on that quest. "Though I agree on finding this 'Shimo' person. Maybe break into the School's Office and search the students register?" For being a 'rich' girl Aiko sure had no problems doing something illegal.

It was then that Rin asked her a question. A question she kind of expected, hence her choice of words in the first place. 'Now being all cooperative, you little bitch?' Giving the raven-haired girl a friendly smile Aiko answered. "About this power? The Gamer? Not much more than you know, probably. I only recently acquired it and spend some time trying things out." She pondered for a second, essentially what she said so far had been rather useless. Instead, a friendly gesture. "I managed to create an 'active Skill' however. Though, I found no way of using it yet. I simply did the same, blunt, motion over and over again. Throwing a knife. For two hours. Got me the Aim skill." There. That should have been good enough, no?

Moving on she continued onto the more interesting part of Rin's questions. She seemed to have doubts. "I am always prepared for conflict. You see..." Now this card. "... my father tends to be rather overprotective after losing my mother and half-sisters. And not just pepper spray or something." In her mind she apologized to her dad as she tried to imitate him in a slightly silly fashion to lighten up the mood. "'Pepper Spray? Stun Gun? Silly toys that won't help you in case of real danger!'"

Aiko paused for a second. That took care of the knife question. Was it enough? Maybe... but, she had to be sure. "Though I like seeking danger. Being caged up on this boring everyday life just does not suit me." She was actually being... honest? Aiko was surprised about that herself. She hasn't even shared those that titled themselves 'her friends' in school that. Maybe it was the fact that all three of them just went through something bizarre. Maybe... they could... relate? Maybe they could genuinely like h- Who could like someone like me?

"About the 'Smiling Killer'." Now, that was the last act. The last hurdle. "I am sure you noticed most people are simply between level one and five, the lower ones taking the majority. In fact, I don't know much about the 'Smiling Killer'." She paused for a second, collecting her thoughts.

"My 'real question' was 'Do you know the Smiling Killer'." Now, a confident smile formed on her face. A smile that made sure to put the wits of this Necromancer dick under her own. "If I had asked that. Do you think he would have answered? Sure, getting some information on him would have been a bonus but... he did answer my question. My hunch. That person clearly isn't just 'ordinary' either." That... was all she was willing to share? Though there were still some holes. She only had to wonder how much was Rin willing to push? "All I have to do now is find him and, while ensuring my safety, try to get more information."
 
Majima grabbed his chest and groaned loudly in pain, the lack of blood still making him more uncomfortable than if he was bleeding out now dropping to his knees he felt tired, and nauseous all of a sudden. Like he felt like he shouldn't go on and just lie down for a bit. Shaking his head to hell with that I've got a fight to finish his mind snaps back to the here and now and he stands tall looking at Gob the Goblin and waves his finger at him. "Nah uh, that hurt you dumbass but I'm clearly tougher than you give me credit for." Majima was talking out of his ass and he knew that, he can see the skull next to his hp, the -7 a reminder that if he didn't find a way to kill this thing before it attacked again he'd be a goner, although it's attention was on Kira, maybe he could use that to his advantage and get a lucky shot in from behind.

Or trick it into thinking they'd fight one on one. "So Gob, I have a proposition for you, why don't you fight us one on one, and my comrades and I will discuss who get's to have the honor of battling someone of your esteemed caliber." Kaz figured he might just get the bastard to say yes with this and gives him a very fake smile.
 
"Why you humans keep lying to Gob Gob?" shouts the Goblin, clearly even more pissed off now. "You think Gob Gob is stupid?!" He suddenly bares his knife once again, slashing quickly at Majima as he shouts "You're stupid!"

Unfortunately, given his near dead state, Majima isn't exactly in the best condition right now. Two more streaking hot trails of white hot pain slash through his body, as it feels like the blade is tearing through his very flesh and carving its bloody, deathly trails. Another 34 Damage is dealt, plunging Majima to -41 HP. At this point, it'd be a miracle if he lived.

Unfortunately Majima's body gave out. He had just taken too much damage to be considered survivable. Right as he began to tumble, but before he actually fell, a strange feeling would appear deep inside. Was it determination? Or something else. It was impossible to tell, but suddenly it felt as if the pain from the last three slashes vanished, a feeling of power welling inside appearing as suddenly his Health quickly returns to 4, allowing him to keep standing.

"Why won't you die!" shouts Gob Gob, who was just a big green ball of rage now.

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Hira looked over the entirety of the battle and it was looking somewhat bleak for the person named Majima. He was extremely low on health from what he could tell and he wanted to continue being hurt, which was an enormous problem. Rei said one of them might die. And Hira wasn't willing to find out what would happen to Majima is his state of mind dropped lower than it already was. Majima tried to reason with the Goblin, but he knew it would be in vain. Why didn't he just run away? In his state, it would've been much easier to dive behind some teammates and keep away from the fighting.

Hira couldn't understand his blind courage or his need to try and reason with the goblin. At this point, it seemed that this goblin was not willing to compromise. And that was clear when the goblin told Majima that he couldn't trick the goblin. Then the strike came. Majima's health dropped to despairingly low amounts and Hira felt a mixture of sadness and anger boil up inside of him. He didn't know Majima, but he could've known him if it wasn't for this stupid goblin. Hira was blinded by his emotions, so he never saw that Majima did not die. "Back me up, Tae Min Lee!"

Hira ran toward the Goblin and took a large swing at the Goblin, right into his right shoulder. A red 12 appeared above the goblin's shoulder and Hira was ready to take a hit from this goblin. This goblin might hit for about 30 damage a hit, but that'd be enough for him to get another attack. He wanted to make sure this Goblin was going to rush him, so he looked right at the Goblin and smirked. "You should really learn when to give up. But now, I'm going to have to smash you into a pile of dust."​
 
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The answers to the questions asked...left something to be desired. Rin's was more or less ignored, with the answer being along the lines of go find the person you planned on finding before I stopped you. Aiko's didn't give much detail either, though it seemed she was content with the answer given.

His question though, he gained an idea of what level they needed to be, and after clicking accept to the new quest, he was glad he did that. So with him stating the other is stronger without trying to dissuade us that he is, I will assume we need to be at lest five to ten levels higher than death, putting us at least at level nineteen. Assuming that he isn't getting stronger during this time as well... Attempting to crunch numbers, based on the xp gained from the skeleton, things did not look to good for them as it was.

Shortly afterwards, the space...broke? the people had returned, and everything was as it was before.

"Well, your dad's way of thinking really helped out here, I'm starting to think we should all carry weapons in case of situations like this arise again." Soren chimed in, truly those knives were a god send for that fight. I should get a weapon.

Ignoring the most part about the smiling killer, as that seemed like a more personal thing, and Soren really didn't care to be involved in such a matter, specially when he had other things he would rather be looking into. Like the abyss, magic, his games, and machines.

"I doubt we will need to break into the school, there is usually some staff on hand, we just need to play it as if we have something of that students and that we need their address to return it to them." Though given your acrobatics and knife skills, I would not be surprised if you broke in before..."We could also just message them that it is too late and that we need help."
 
Breaking into the School's Office and risk being flat out expelled? Making up a terrible excuse that sounds like something a stalker would give, when the staff could just ask for the item to be handed over so they could give it to Shimo during school tomorrow? Really, the only viable option she saw was directly messaging Shimo about their plight, perhaps make up some sort of lie in order convince that individual to not simply repeat their statement before. Everything else was simply…pointless.

But all that was about the future. Blue eyes stalking Aiko's movements as the albino activated what appeared to be some sort of hammerspace storage device attached to their power, Rin mimicked the same movements, calling out, "Inventory."

The pipe disappeared into thin air, leaving nothing but the uncomfortable sensation of rust lingering in the palm of her hand. Now this…this could be very useful. Same with the creation of an Active Skill through repetition of the same motions over a long period of time. And the insight into her character was similarly interesting.

So, if she were to be believed, she just naturally carries such dangerous weapons with her, the type of weapons that, if revealed, would have her escorted to a police station in order to have a long chat about carrying such things with her as a student. Pepper spray and stun guns, at least, didn't have the ability to straight up kill someone, but for a thrill seeker such as herself, perhaps Aiko was the type to seek scenarios that would allow her to utilize her weapons.

Yes, indeed, that was the mindset that must have made her pursue the 'Smiling Killer', an individual that even a raiser of the dead held in reverence.

"And?"

A pause.

"That doesn't explain why you know someone connected to the Horseman?"

If it was hand to hand, Rin was confident in her ability to jam a fist down Aiko's throat before the murderous thrill-seeker could call out 'inventory' again.

"Who is the Smiling Killer? What do you know of them? Why do you seek them?"
 
Tae Min turned around just in time to see Majima take yet another hit and crumple to the ground. Why hadn't he fallen back? A small spike of panic peaked in his stomach - he couldn't have that much HP left after already taking some substantial hits.

And yet, by some miracle, the self-proclaimed realtor stood up yet again.

Tae Min didn't have much time be be relieved, however, as the newly arrived gamer, already in the fray, was calling out to him, "Back me up, Tae Min Lee!"

He opened his lips and let a breath of air hiss out, before he firmly replied, "Right!"

Tae Min braced his left palm on the butt of his knife, leather rough against his skin, then dove in again. This time, he let the blade sink home into the goblin's flesh, pushing the metal forward with his bracing palm until it was buried to the hilt. Then, he pulled back, the tendons in his wrist contracting as he yanked the knife free once again.
 
Majima looks to the new guy "Well, thanks glad to have some more support with this guy, it's been trouble and I was hoping the green guy might I dunno be an easy target for some bluff action." He shrugs seeing that it was a stupid idea now but he had made a split second decision when he missed and took the large amount of damage, thinking maybe outwitting it would've worked but it seems stabbing and slashing and bashing were the best options for them.

Majima looks at Gob "Just can't get rid of me buddy." He says and rushes in towards Gob and sinking his own knife deep into the creatures gut and wrenching it out of the creature.
 
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