[Yusuke Komoriya]

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[attr="class","really"] [attr="class","exhausted"]Vigilantic Rideshare [attr="class","rhythm"] No Matter what day or age the world is in, one of the careers that has proven to be tried and true lie in transportation.  Yusuke even saw this to be true when he had to act more in line with the laws in his early twenties, especially relying on a particular taxi driver whom Yusuke absolutely keeps in touch with.  Over the years the young bat man in the midst of his odd jobs kept using it, and started to see how much money he was burning in transit alone. Such a though lingered in the back of his mind over the years and through more and more odd-jobs he performed.  After all, from acting as a handyman to performing small tasks for others, he usually had a steady enough income.  Though in the past month, for some reason work had been drying up.  People were probably hiring actual experts for their issues or just were getting more self-sufficient?  Just a bad dry spell that happens almost every year around this time. At least these dry spells were now good for Yusuke to try and do some good for others.  He put on his puffy coat and M0NSTERBAT helmet as he sat atop a rooftop he flew onto from a nearby alleyway.  Looking through multiple Rideshare apps as he figured he could do some good in the world right now with some potentially illegal free transit. He even put out a personal ad on multiple websites that offered free rideshares where, while tips may be appreciated they would absolutely be not required for a trip to wherever they wish in the area.  As he sipped from a cup of soda he bought from the nearby Poppo convenience store, he waited for the first person interested in catching a ride... (tagged)⏤ Arsenal

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[Arsenal]

Being able to walk around Tokyo so freely was something her younger self could have only dreamed of, and yet here she was, making that dream a reality every day. The first couple of days were absolutely amazing, she walked everywhere and barely hopped on any trains or busses unless she had to. The problem came later when she realized how painful her dream was. She was never going to make the mistake of waking up with sore legs and feet again. She needed those for more than just walking, those legs got her to school, but they also made sure she stayed alive in a fight and was capable of killing her targets.

It was Olivia, her fellow villain friend who had recommended her a Rideshare app. It sounded suspicious as hell contacting strangers and just trusting that they would take you where you needed to go, but it also sounded like a fun time. She was still trying to meet new people, and if the strangers were somehow bad she fully trusted that she could protect herself with her quirk. No matter how she looked at it, she had nothing to lose, which was exactly why she contacted someone who was nearby through text. He had an advertisement so that probably meant he was rich or worked for someone fancy, right?

It only dawned on her when she was on her way to meet him that she couldn't risk letting her villain persona leak to none villains, but she also couldn't give out her civilian persona so casually either. That only left her with one solution. Taking a deep breath, Arsenal posed dramatically as she used her quirk to transform her head into a defunct chainsaw. Tonight she wasn't Arsenal, tonight she wasn't Amber, tonight she was Chain Brain, fighting for justice and keeping her identity secret for uh, justice related reasons!

Finally she turned a corner greeting the first guy she saw hoping he was the one from the ad. ''Hiii! Are you my ride? I'm Amb-... Amped up to travel with you!'' She quickly corrected herself, flashing him a thumbs up. ''Is that your helmet, like do you own that? That's sick dude, where did you get it from?'' Now that she took a good look at him, this guy was absolutely dripped out to the max! That meant whether she was going with a civilian, undercover cop or villain, at least she met a cool person today.

Yusuke Komoriya

[Yusuke Komoriya]

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[attr="class","really"] [attr="class","exhausted"]A Lil bit of Oversharing [attr="class","rhythm"] Having had made his posting on the internet, Yusuke would proceed to double check his outfit before climbing down from the rooftop he dressed up in his M0NSTERBAT costume.  It had to be just right because it needed to look good enough to have the normal people not question his legitimacy as a hero to the people.  Heck, with the amount of Professional Heroes who walk among the populace on a day to day basis, what's one more to add to that growing list that may or may not be legally able to act accordingly.  Smiling and humming to himself as he walked down the sidewalk, giving nods and waves to the passerby people who gave him more than a glance, he would soon pause upon hearing a distinct trill coming from his phone. A special notification sound from apps that weren't a basic messaging app, so it either related to his M0NSTERBAT hobbies or antics or maybe from the Rideshare app.  Pulling up his phone and looking through his visor to properly see it, it was definitely a message notification from the Rideshare app.  Opening up it connected him to a new number that was requesting a pick up.  Heartily accepting the request, he informed this customer that he'd be there in a couple moments. Moving around the nightlife folks of Shinjuku, he picked up a hearty jog as he was rather excited to have his first customer.  Or rather guest, since he didn't plan to charge any of his rideshares anything for his services.  It's the most he can do in his free-time, instead of doing weird sponsorship deals or going on the telly to do embarrassing things.   Turning a corner Yusuke would practically skid to a halt, almost running into a lady with a chainsaw for a head.  "Oop, sorry, I-" He stammered, attempting to apologize for the almost collision until she perked up in such a cheery voice.  A little mesmerized by the teeth of her chainsaw face chattering, Yusuke would flash the missy a thumbs up as well upon being asked if he was the ride. "Yes!  I'm also super psyched to do this, you're the first person I'm going to give a ride to!" Practically bouncing on his heels with every other word, he was super stoked to be doing this.  She then quickly went over to ask him about his helmet, which caused Yusuke's cheeks to go flush with pride.  He couldn't contain himself as his bouncing got a bit more pronounced and swayed from side to side, doing a small bit of happy dancing as he answered proudly, "Oh!  I originally got this at a concert, but I took it apart and did my own fiddlings to make it my own personal helmet!  There's either a bat guy with blue hair or a rat guy with red hair at many of the concerts in the Tokyo area if you want one!" Dancing happily at the praise to his work, it didn't immediately dawn on him that the instructions he gave to find the seller could accidentally reveal his identity if this was pursued.  Eh, that's future Yusuke problems, and he was extremely weak to praise for his handiwork moreso than his vigilante work. "I keep my identity a secret so I use the moniker of this helmet brand, M0NSTERBAT.  However feel free to call me what you wish, it is a pleasure to meet you mam!"  His happy dance slowed down as he got right down to business, as he followed this up with his intentions.  "So, my Rideshare is a bit special as I will absolutely fly you to wherever you need to go.  So if you have a phobia of heights, I can try to accommodate or find you a different ride.  Otherwise, I'll be super happy to fly you wherever you need, free of charge!" Beaming with a smile hidden behind his tinted visor, Yusuke felt so open and free being more himself as M0NSTERBAT than anything else especially when he can use his skillset to help others! (tagged)⏤ Arsenal ,

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[Arsenal]

Phew! He seemed like a solid dude. The fact that she was his first rideshare could be seen as a red flag, but naive as always she didn't take it that way at all and instead was sucked right in by his enthusiasm. ''No way! Lucky me!'' She beamed, blinking her eyes before matching his energy, mimicking the little swaying happy dance he was doing. ''Oh yeah? I'll have to keep an eye out so I can get something that rad too!''

As if he couldn't get any cooler, he said his name and only made her more excited. Wasn't she kind of like a character in a movie coming across a cool, enigmatic and mysterious guy? ''MØNSTERBAT! I like that, fake names are important to protect your identity. I'm Amb-... Amped up right now!'' She hastily corrected herself. ''I-I'm Chain Brain, because I've got chains for brains!'' She smiled, pointing up at her head and giving the metal a firm knock. ''Pleasure meeting you too!!''

She crossed her arms as she listened to him, realizing she needed to actually focus and not just get caught up in the excitement. ''Woah really, did you say free of charge?! Aren't you gonna starve? You need money to buy food and stuff!'' She had no problem paying, in fact, she had been prepared for it and brought her wallet and everything. ''I don't fear heights or anything like that... I guess if I fear anything it's not passing my tests. Ah! I go to school, that's why I need the ride!'' It was the perfect cover because it technically wasn't a lie. She did go to school, she was just also a professional assassin.

Yusuke Komoriya

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[attr="class","really"] [attr="class","exhausted"]Nightflight [attr="class","rhythm"] Yusuke really didn't see what he said as a red-flag, as he was just straightforward and quite blunt with his own honesty whether it put him in a good or bad light.  And he couldn't help but have both a little bit of pride in his own craft and the excitement of his first bit of official brand of heroism.  "Yeah, the dude who made this for me is real handy.  Pretty sure if you meet with him, he can definitely finagle something for you," MØNSTERBAT continued as he didn't mind helping out with random projects here or there.  He was already used to it during his day-job of being an Odd-Jobs kind of guy, so he didn't really see an issue with working a bit of roundabout advertising. After introducing himself as MØNSTERBAT, the energetic Chainsaw-Girl seemed to really enjoy the moniker he came up with and introduced herself as Chain Brain after another stumble from earlier with that Amped up.  "Hey, you really like that phrase, Amped Up.  I like it too!" Giving a thumbs up to that and a firm nod to the pleasantries shared. Then Yusuke revealed the kicker to all of this, admitting that he was doing all of this free of charge.  It very much looked like her jaw dropped from that tidbit alone, as she was wondering if he would starve from what seemed like a lack of income.  "Free of charge!," The Bat-man affirmed, "I appreciate the sentiment though, but this is my way of giving to the community.  I don't think its heroic to profit from helping others, makes it feel gross and icky."  Capping off that statement with a Bleh, Yusuke would nod and feel confident that the flight could begin. With a nod, he would approach and walk around her, making sure to avoid bumping right into her head.  Standing from behind, he would reach around and interlock his arms securely around her abdomen.  "Huh, reminder to self, make something like a ski lift or a basket to carry people in.  Currently feels a biiiiiiit too touchy."  Yusuke murmured his thoughts aloud as he pulled Chain-Brain's back firmly against his front.  Slightly crouching his legs, MØNSTERBAT would push off of the ground to launch both him and his guest straight into the air. His wings would slip through the slits of his coat, flapping as he would quickly ascend into night skies of Tokyo.  With a suddenness in order to get above ground, ensuring that his ride was safe within his grasp.  "And with that, you get a unique Bat's Eye view of Shinjuku!" Yusuke announced in the same cadence as a flight pilot advising the passengers of cool things to see out the window.  And it really was a beautiful sight, seeing the cacophony of night life lights blur and merge together, the people slowly becoming similar to ants the higher and higher MØNSTERBAT flew, it was a sight that Yusuke never tired of.  (tagged)⏤ Arsenal,

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[Arsenal]

''If I could be so lucky. I've never had a helmet before.'' She didn't mean to sound jealous or anything, it was just a simple fact of life. After all, it had taken her years to break free from her terrible childhood and it was only very recently that she considered herself a 'free person' who could roam around the world and buy snacks for herself, go to classes and earn money and all that stuff. ''Y-Yeah it's the best!'' She nodded firmly, ''My dad used to say it all the time!'' She further embellished the lie a little bit as she didn't know who her parents were.

''No way...'' She stood there in awe of him and his whole philosophy. ''You're like a real-time, big time hero!'' And with the fit he could totally be a hero too, but she doubted actual heroes were doing rideshares in their spare time. Still, in her mind, she felt incredibly lucky that she had landed a flying hero taxi to help her get where she needed to go. ''Touchy?'' She asked, lifting her arms as he came over to pick her up. She wasn't the least bit bothered by the physical contact. Besides, she hardly had time to think about it when they took off.

''Woah!'' She exclaimed, looking down at the city below with big eyes. ''No way! Do you fly every day? Does that mean you see all this every day? I'm jealous!'' She chuckled, ''This is so much fun!'' In her state of enjoying the scenery and relaxing in his arms, Arsenal found her disguise melting away as her chainsaw head turned back into a human one. ''Oh.'' She uttered, looking back at him and giving an apologetic smile. ''Sorry... I lied! My name's not Chain Brain. My name is Amber.''

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[attr="class","really"] [attr="class","exhausted"]Batty Taxi [attr="class","rhythm"] "I'll put a good word in to him for you," Yusuke would affirm his passenger as he wanted to help out people who were needed a hand up.  No matter what circumstances anyone was in, everyone deserved a chance to improve on themselves and get better.  He also noted that she really did enjoy her amped up line, probably planning a way to mix it into his own lexicon.  After impressing his own ideology on heroism to Chain Brain, she gushed a bit about him being a real-time, big time hero.  The smile he had was probably as big as the facsimile of a smile on his helmet's visor, as that was one of the nicest things anyone has said when he talked about his beliefs.  Just a refreshing take after having other professionals or people acquainted with Yusuke kept insisting on  giving MØNSTERBAT money or insisting that Yusuke should actually get a hero license to make this a 'proper living.'  "Thanks!" He got himself and Chain Brain ready for flight, and soon lifted the two high into the skylights.  Already zooming past the rooftops and coming to a slow halt at the zenith of his launch, wings flapping at a strong and even pace so they could take in the sights.  Chain Brain was absolutely impressed with the sights, pretty envious of MØNSTERBAT's flight abilities, wondering if this was his experience every day. "Yeah, it's just a liberating feeling up here!" Yusuke would chirp out, though finding his voice growing silent upon seeing the metal and blades start to transmogrify into flesh.  Under that chainsaw head was a rather attractive young lady, probably would've been someone he might have even been interested in if she was half a decade older and was not currently involved with his Vigilante Identity.  Yusuke shook those thoughts out of his mind while Chain Brain herself admitted to lying about her identity and introduced herself as Amber. "Yeah, figured Chain Brain was pseudonym.  Nice to meet the real you Amber!  I do wonder why you used your quirk and transformed your face like that," Pausing as he tilted his head to the left at this point, admitting himself, "Then again I'm one to talk.  I'm one of them unlicensed heroes, so in the end it was the smarter choice to hide your face so you don't become guilty by association. I'll still go by MØNSTERBAT or whatever you wanna call me." Batsy's violet and blue wings started to push harder against the wind currents as he started drifting at a steady pace towards the destination indicated when Amber first placed the ride share. "So Amber, what's a young kiddo like you doing.  Going to a Night School for heroes or something like that?" Yusuke tried to make some small talk, flying around the tall buildings with windows reflecting their appearances as the duo flew by.  The Bat-man keeping his ears out for anyone who attempts to point him out or any professional heroes attempting to make contact with him, as avoiding these kinds of issues is probably for the best. (tagged)⏤ Arsenal,

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