[Rui Matsui]

A circle of people had gathered around Rui and another man. They were less than reputable characters, gang members who were eager to see their leader show this small woman why she couldn't go attacking his guys without suffering the consequences. This whole encounter had started because of Rui, who was frustrated with the lack of traction her villain name was getting and had then resorted to just attacking people at seemingly random. It wasn't until she was about to kill one of these people that she learned she had come across a gang member, who she threatened and confidently asked to bring her to their leader.

A sickening crack resounded throughout the relatively empty street, followed by a series of cheers from the gang members, as Rui's neck was hit so hard that it snapped and broke. However, as she fell to the ground, she didn't let go of her knife and moments after her neck broke, her quirk healed it and snapped it back into place again. The gang leader had already turned his back to her thinking the fight was over. What a dumb mistake to make when he was so fragile, not like Rui herself!

''B-Boss look!'' Shouted one of the gang members, pointing behind him, but it was already too late as Rui plunged her knife into his back. Unfortunately the gang leader jolted away so quickly that she didn't manage to rip it out again. ''Fuck this.'' He grunted, taking out a small pistol and firing several shots into Rui who shrugged them off like mosquito bites. ''Can I have one too? Is it my turn to shoot the gun now?'' She grinned manically as the bullets were pushed out of her skin and fell onto the ground unceremoniously.

''..What are you?'' He said in fear and disbelief.

''I'm Mummy! I kill people!!''

Jackie Maradona

[Jackie Maradona]

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[attr="class","jikan"] [attr="class","hiraeth"]私は世界を変えたい

[attr="class","achee"] [attr="class","castleonthehill"] ❝ There, bathed in the orange, incandescent glow of the streetlight, stood the scene. Along its perimeter, where the light was cut off by the night, stood the grunts and the hooligans, the lackeys and the unimportant; they became the walls of this arena, bordering all along the perimeter and turning into what stood at the center. The bullets tapped against the pavement as they fell, casings pinging too, as the boss trembled. Laid in those eyes, pulling from behind his pupils, clawed out his stare, and so too would the rest of his face, twisting and contorting unshapely. His air caught in his throat and his muscles tensed. The men around them, too, froze in their quivering with little else they could manage, even including their voices buried deep, dead, in their chests. But the light shook. Like the dilation of their eyes, the radiance shook with a metallic clang. The wall of masses fell into the darkness as the light fled from their feet, only to then bury them further within its watch as its rays widened. So too would it repeat, violently, rapidly, for a mere moment, until the light again settled where it once rested before. The light flickered. Crouched atop it, there glowed a figure. Their cloak dipped along the outside of the rim, falling into a hint of the lights and casting itself as the shadow over the goons. Its trim glowed a neon glow, one all too familiar to the mummy — and atop it, leaning over her cloak, Grinta rested. "Didn't think shou the type to pick fights." That digital mask, in its screen of a fiendish grin and crossed eyes, aimed to Rui. "Or difficult to find, frankly. Shou alway' 'truck me a' the ea'ier type to find — shou actually a gho't?" The gang's eyes shot up to the interloper. She didn't turn to meet any of them, however, instead, remaining her focus on the villainess. One of her hands rested below her, balancing her atop the streetlight. "Shou 'pend shour time like thi'?" ✉ tag -- Rui Matsui ✎ 341 words ※ Dropping in.

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[Rui Matsui]

Rui squinted her eyes at first, who dared interrupt her super awesome duel? It wasn't until she recognized the person that her eyes lit up. This wasn't just any rando, it was someone she knew, a sister in arms after their little ship raid not too long ago. ''Fashion Bestie!! Long time no see!'' She dropped her improvized combat stance and waved at her. ''Yeah I do! I'm trying to get mega famous!'' She gestured for Grinta to come down. ''You should come join the fun! I can go like this for hours!''

''H-Hey what the hell man! Who are you now?'' Grinta suddenly appearing like that skeeved out the gang members, the leader shouting and pointing at the streetlamp lurker. ''Y-You can't just sit there! I didn't allow that!'' They were all scared, but that didn't stop his goons from backing him up. ''Yeah you tell 'er boss! H-Hey!!'' One of the goons just narrowly avoided Rui's knife as she threw it at his head. ''Don't talk shit about my bestie!!'' She hissed, now unarmed, but not in the least scared of these trash mobs.

''If bullets don't work on her..'' The leader's aim was shaky as he looked away from Rui and back to Grinta. ''Then I'll shoot you instead!!'' Two more shots were fired from his gun, this time aimed at Grinta who was clearly waging some kind of psychological warfare against these poor thugs with her presence alone.

Jackie Maradona

[Jackie Maradona]

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[attr="class","achee"] [attr="class","castleonthehill"] ❝ The bullets whizzed through the air before they, with the grating of slashing metal, split off into the vast night sky. The cloak coiled and twisted, hissing with smoke along its sharpened teeth; where the bullets had soared, tracks of their former path glistened along the cloak's blades, having struck a single fang at the very tip of its length and piercing it right down the center. It was surgical precision, far beyond what one would expect of a human, much less the cloak they wore atop their shoulders. Grinta plunged down from her seat above, diving through the air — ripped down faster than any one thing should fall — with an outstretched leg and slamming the leader down into the pavement with a crunch. Nothing had broken, as far as she could tell, but she had hardly familiarized herself with the nature of the damage she inflicted. It wasn't as if the strength of her body had defeated the vast majority of her foes. Regardless, the boss was laid out over the street, and now, sat atop his back, the vigilante rested. She looked up at Rui from her new spot, tilting her head back as the surrounding mob shuttered. "Famous?" With the tilt of her head, she rested her chin in the palm of her hand. The leader on the opposite side, from what she could tell, wasn't capable of being a serious threat. At worst, Criollo would keep whatever firearm at bay and, if need be, Pundit to fly her out from this danger. "Why? Wouldn't that ju't ma'e shour life 'arder? Overall, I mean?" ✉ tag -- Rui Matsui ✎ 267 words ※ Why become famous?

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[Rui Matsui]

The poor leader could hardly move in time before he was slammed into the ground, whimpering under Grinta's weight as he realized that there was no way he could save face in front of his guys anymore. There was a hierarchy on the streets and this guy was just a random mook to Grinta and Rui. ''Yeah that's right!!'' She grinned, bending down to slap the leader a couple of times in the face, never missing an opportunity to mess with her opponent while they were down. ''Stop that, let boss go!'' Some of the thugs cried out in protest, but no one dared step forward yet. Just the mere chance that Grinta might glance in their general direction was enough to make them hesitate.

''It would make my life even better!'' She threw her hands up in celebration. ''I'll become famous and feared by everyone, then I'll become the Prime Minister and take over all of Japan!!'' She fully believed her own delusions the way only Rui could. She quickly switched the topic to her bestie though. ''How are you?? It's been like, foreveeeer since I last saw you! Are you hurt? Do you want a heal? Free of charge of course, bestie benefits!'' She smiled mischievously, holding her hands up as she unwrapped her bandage skin on one forearm, ready to heal Grinta if she gave her the signal.

''Now! While they're distracted!''

A few thugs armed with bats and metal pipes charged forward, trying to overwhelm them both all at once!

''Bestie, they hate us.'' She remarked casually.

Jackie Maradona

[Jackie Maradona]

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[attr="class","achee"] [attr="class","castleonthehill"] ❝ Grinta hummed to herself for a moment. Truth be told, she didn't truly know a thing about Mummy; in their singular encounter prior, she hadn't gauged anything necessarily indicative of the "oni" — that was the term, if the vigilante recalled correctly — or their agenda. Whether it was the cacophony of warfare or the white noise of her reason, Grinta hadn't heard a single thing to match Rui to. Nothing meaningful to her, anyway. But that dance had been fun. It hadn't lasted long, and truthfully, there hadn't been much to it before the music was abruptly cut by the crunching of bones and splattering of blood. But, at the end of Babel, a day she couldn't take any pride in, it had been comforting, numbing even, to be anywhere but trapped on a battlefield. "Oh sheah?" She chimed. "What other benefits come from being a be'tie, asi'e from 'ealing?" The group still hadn't fled, surprisingly enough. Grinta figured that, following the humiliation of their beloved boss, the thugs wouldn't have the wherewithal to even hope for a victory against either woman, let alone the both of them together. Nonetheless, they disregarded the scene laid before them, and the vigilante scowled beneath her mask. As wooden bats and metal pipes swung down, the vigilante remained seated as her coat sprung up, trained to withhold their blows. Grinta, meanwhile, balanced forward, offsetting the weight of her cloak's resistance as it held her side at bay. With strength beyond before when she'd bisected the swordsman, Grinta's cloak could now more than withstand the force of lower-level threats, even when they packed together with their efforts. Grinta couldn't, however, say whether the same held true for Mummy or not. "Doe' fighting guys li'e these raise infamy?" She remained seated, even as the men struggled against her cloak. The blades at the bottom along the bottom trim threatened them that, in the case they should try to slip out of this contest, they would soar up and through them. Not fatally, perhaps, but surely not without agony. "Sounds li'e a wa'te of time, to be 'onest." ✉ tag -- Rui Matsui ✎ 351 words ※ Bestie Rights?

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[Rui Matsui]

''Benefits? You get to hang out with me of course!'' The best benefit of all, according to Rui herself! Who wouldn't want to be her around her and receive free healing? All she asked for in return was entertainment and watching Grinta fight the occasional thug, villain, vigilante or even hero. ''But you'll have to fight people too, a lot of people want my head.'' She grinned proudly. She had a knack for making enemies on all sides because of her own selfish nature. ''Kind of like what's happening right now.'' She gestured broadly at the group surrounding them.

Her eyes lit up when Grinta's cloak sprung into action and stopped some of the attacks dead in their tracks. Then, as her bestie asked her a question she continued to talk while one of the poor thugs took swings at her. The attacks were so weak compared to her healing factor that she barely noticed it, like a fly buzzing past her face. ''Probably not, but they pissed me off.'' She said casually. ''Killing a famous hero or something like that, that's probably the best way to get infamous!'' Just the thought made her excited, but she sighed as she reached up, unwrapping her bandage skin forearm and wrapping around the thug's neck to start choking him to stop his attacks. Only, her choking couldn't actually kill him, so he would just get perpetually choked as he struggled to breathe. All the while she continued talking, letting out a long sigh. ''But no heroes want to fight me, I'm not important enough to warrant a hero response,'' her tone turned spiteful as she balled her skeleton hand into a fist. ''They don't know how cool I am, bestie!''

Eventually, Rui let go of the one guy and at the same time the others backed away from Grinta's cloak, realizing they were no match for the women and that their beloved leader was most likely a lost cause. ''Th-They're too strong!'' One of them was clutching a hand over a wound on his leg, having suffered from the wrath of the blades as he tried to retreat. ''Let's get out of here!''

''Boring.'' Rui pouted, having hoped that they would swear some sort of dramatic revenge against them at least. That way, her and her bestie would have something to look forward to. With the thugs retreating she looked over at Grinta, eyeing her up and down. ''How did you do it? How did you become infamous?'' She wasn't even sure Grinta was, but she had watched her kill heroes during the Babel attacks, and that was good enough for her.

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