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Majima Goro	Tokyo, as we all know, magnetically attracts monsters, magical threats, ^magical girls, monster girls, magical monsters, you get the idea. So, really, this shouldn't be surprising anyone in particular. It's a metropolitan area of the city, one of those precincts known for entertainment, prostitution, illegal gambling, and generally being a wild time. And today, Kabuki-cho has its very own Roidmude invasion. At least, so it seems. They definitely look like vaguely organic robots. They're definitely intimidating the local populace. Bicycles are being treated without the care they deserve, though the violence seems mostly to be directed at any of the local citizenry trying to stand up against their inexplicable assault. There has been a report of a bunch of them shambling to a bar. The numbers emblazoned upon them don't match up with the known versions, nor do any of the designs. This is Distinctly Odd, but what can you do? The general centralization of this invasion is in what's known as 'Cinecity Square'. It's next to a very large virtual reality arcade. There's a nice, big, flat open area, and the Roidmude in 'charge' is sitting on some kind of aggressively obviously imposing throne, trying to look as imperiously evil and thoughtful as one can get without, uh, changing facial expression in any way. It's a little weird. After a while, it settles on one elbow on the armrest, pushing into its cheek. there's some slouching. The other hand moves to drum fingertips along the other armrest. It's that combination of lazy and passive superiority one comes to expect from invading monster overlords.
Go Shijima	The description from the complaints sounded almost too similar to Roidmudes. But standing at the opposite end of the Square from one, watching it...      "No snakes, bats or spiders..." Go mutters to himself. "And the numbers..."      Passively being nuisances isn't normal for Roidmudes, and so it's with a confused frown that Go approaches the one most Roidmude-like of them all:      "Yo," he says to the one on the throne, with the air of passive overlord-ness, drumming its fingers on the chair. "You guys are kind of annoying people," he says. How should he even be handling this? "Can you... go away?" He happens to spot, not long after this awkward question, someone being pushed over, attempting to prevent Bicycle Mistreatment.      "Hey!" One long leap and a frontflip later, Go lands squarely between the offending 'Roidmude' and shoves them back. "Don't shove." He shoves again. "How do you like it when someone shoves you?"
Kukuru	Rumors of Tokyo abound, and many of them are well-deserved. It's those same rumors that have brought another strange person to see what's going on in this neck of the woods, lounging sideays on the edge of a rooftop with one arm propping her head up and the other holding a skewer of takoyaki by her face for easy consumption. There's far too many faces to try and distinguish who's who, but at least it's not a dull sight. Nice and colorful, lots of tasty food to sample later... She could get used to this. Alas, she doesn't get to enjoy the generally consistent white noise of the city as it's replaced by sounds of fighting from further below. The green-haired woman scratches her head with the tip of the skewer, eventually standing up from her perch to loom on the rooftop... MENACINGLY. Not too menacingly, though. She's making no move to get down from there just yet, paying particularly close attention to the Roidmude actually encountering resistance and those providing said resistance. Even from the distance she's at, she's seeing things as clearly anyone would up close, and she's trying to get a better read on their injuries to see if anyone's gotten particularly jacked up in the whole process. The injured might just make for good recruits if she plays her cards right.
Hamada Haru	There is a faint rumble of an engine as a lone car with tinted windows rolls down the street. A distant thrum of another vehicle can be loosely heard, though where it is precisely is hard to say. The black, opaque-windowed car rolls to a halt near the big, ominous throne and the 'King' having only light problems conveying himself as stereotypically intimidating on account of lacking an expressive face. Doesn't matter much. Most people respond to 'thing that looks like' roidmude with plenty enough caution. A driver climbs out, opens the rear door. A rather put-upon-looking young man in a black leather coat with fur collar climbs out. A badge is attached to it, on the lefthand side. Held in his right hand is a briefcase. Hamada Haru takes a few steps towards the throne, unlocks the briefcase, and tosses it unceremoniously at the "King's" feet. It flies open on contact, revealing-- cash. A lot of cash. "I'm Hamada Haru, and I'm authorized to give you however much is in there--" It's about two million yen. Haru seems utterly uninterested in the particulars, "to..." He takes a card out of his pocket, looks at it, clearly considers throwing it over his shoulder and instead re-pockets it because he's too polite to litter even in these circumstances. "Fuck off," he says. That is definitely not what was on the card.
Xion	Xion had gained an understanding of the impressionable heart of a Roidmude. Tender with a mirror shine, they each had a unique expression of the world and a shockingly deep interaction with their feelings. She liked being around them, and one of her favorite hangouts was wherever the Roidmude 'generals' haunted. They, like her, had an eye for colorful spaces and tasty treats, and so with Heart and Brain and Medic and Chase, Xion found new friends. When there was a whole PILE of Roidmudes reported in the fun and colorful Kabuki-cho, Xion had made her way there to hang out with some pals -- and stop them from going too far. Well, here they were! No Heaviness! And... They weren't her pals, but they definitely had the right idea about what to do with bicycles. "Hey guys!" Xion calls, waving with both black-gloved hands with a bright smile on her face. "Are you... Hey are you okay? You don't feel..." Her hands lower as her eyes half-lid, her senses picking up... "Hey, aren't you... Humans?" Xion's smile flattens into a curious frown, while her eyelids rise back up. "Did you guys... copy a bunch of locals? Actually that's a smart idea! People come here to sate their desires, so there's definitely lots of desires to choose from. I like it here too!" No, Xion, they're actually--
Kale Hearthward	Some Kamen Riders get their belts through destiny, or coincidences arranged or accidental, or skill or invention or extortion or any other number of dramatic ways. Kale Hearthward simply walked up to someone and asked if he could have one. We'll get to what resulted of *that*, shortly. For now... "Hey," he says, swooping in and landing not far from Go. "Like he says, could you just... leave? I mean, you seem like reasonable..." He pulls a small notebook from his vest pocket, upon which he has been taking notes. "Roid... mudes. Roidmudes." The notebook is put back away.
Hibiki Tachibana	You say 'Roidmude', Hibiki says--nothing, she's already out the door. She has some real stakes in the robotic conflict waged with the Kamen Riders, after all--and especially after some certain prior events involving a faker of their leader, she's understandably pretty hasty when it comes to following up on reports of them. Though from what she's experienced thus far, they've usually only come out one at a time, not in full-on invasion forces...isn't this breaking some kind of genre convention?     Things get weirder once she's /actually/ there, and can see that it's...not really what she was expecting. They look off. The numbers don't make sense, and they don't look like any Roidmude or Humagear she's seen before. She doesn't feel like she's moving in molasses. And they're kind of...being more 'annoying' than 'actively harming people'. "What the...?" She's at a loss for words for a few seconds, before she tightens up her fists and starts marching forward.     "Oi, don't get yourself hurt. Just get out of here, alright?" As she goes, Hibiki stops to try and talk down anyone who's at risk of drawing the machines' ire by resisting the bullying, up to and including physically putting herself between them and giving the Roidmude(s) responsible a piercing glare. She's not really sure if she should start throwing hands with them or not. This is super not right. She expresses as much when she shouts very loudly clear across the plaza to join in on the questioning of the Boss Robot Who Makes All The Rules.     "What's the idea here!? And where'd you even get that throne!?" Roidmudes don't have thrones. Come on. Even Heart wouldn't use one.
Majima Goro	Then first, let us discuss GO SHIJIMA's initial attempt at diplomacy. As the overlord is addressed, some of the other milling Roidmude immediately notice. One bows towards Go, before another physically grabs him, awkwardly pulls him back up, shaking his head, then points at the overlord again. There's a general aura of awkward. The one that gets shoved responds...strangely? Specifically, sparks fly off his chest on contact, and he stumbles back. There's a moment, before he takes a fighting stance. Now that there's a hostile target, he's allowed to let loose, but...it's pretty clear he's not entirely sure what he's doing. The punch he throws just doesn't make sense with his strange lobster claw hands. It's not even worth punching into the combat system. It doesn't do damage. KUKURU for her part may have noticed those sparks, but it doesn't look too injured. It's almost like it was purely superficial. And then the briefcase is thrown from HAMADA HARU's hands to the Overlord's feet. There's a moment, before it's kicked back across the floor. The voice is--altered. There's something weirdly robotic about it, as if put through some kind of filter. "I DO NOT SEEK CURRENCY. I SEEK..." There is a dramatic flare of a hand to one side. A clench of a fist. "KAMEN RIDERS." As Xion starts questioning the Roidmudes, a couple of them sort of mill nervously at each other. The Nobody is pointed at. There is some conference between them, and they decide the /best/ thing to do is to ominously shamble at him. That should roughly cover it, right? Absolutely. And as KALE HEARTHWARD and HIBIKI TACHIBANA arrive, the Overlord rises from his throne. "ENOUGH!" The robotic voice demands. "IF YOU STAND BEFORE ME, I SHALL CRUSH YOU AS AN APPETIZER!" He commands the Roidmudes with a wave of an arm, who /absolutely/ stop dithering about and start forming general small groups and circles to absolutely create a circular 'arena wall' of men. This is *absolutely* how things work.
Kukuru	How strange. Go makes a go at trying to get the Roidmude to behave, and it looks like things might be defused for a moment. That moments ends quickly, though, when the lobster-claw minion starts swinging. Kukuru looks down at the claw on her own hand and furrows her brow, then resumes watching the Overlord as Hamada goes for the bribe. The bribe doesn't work, and she narrows her eyes for just a moment. The Overlord mentions a name she's not familiar with, and her mind is made up when Kale and Hibiki arrive to request that he leave as well. She finishes off the takoyaki balls on her skewer, lets out a content sigh, cracks open a bottle of soda, starts downing that... She's really not in any hurry. She doesn't need to be. Once the food and drink are finished, she sets the empty stuff down at the edge of the roof to eventually be picked up by someone or blown off by the wind, then disappears from where she stands. She reappears moments later besides the Overlord, clicking her claws once to announce her presence with a hearty...! Yawn. She might've eaten too much earlier. "You seem pretty focused... That's good. Join me." Kukuru stretches her arms out behind her head, cracks her neck, then stances up with a rather languid pace to all of her movements. "And then I'll help you find these Kamen Riders... O-kay?"
Go Shijima	Eh?! Sparks? From a shove...? Go's forearm is rapidly brought up to turn aside the claw. That lobster claw barely--wait. Lobster claw? He reaches for the Mach Driver and clips it on, just as the guy he shoved hurries over into the Arena Circle. "You guys... you're not Roidmudes," he says. IF YOU STAND BEFORE ME, I SHALL CRUSH YOU AS AN APPETIZER      "But you," he says, turning slowly around to regard the lead 'Roidmude' with a smirk. "You're not gonna hit the road without a fight, are you?" He's waggling a white and red miniature bike.      "Maybe that's what you wanted." These guys are using the kid gloves where real Roidmudes wouldn't. And now they're lined up to keep us from leaving...      "A stunt like this... were you hoping for me or Drive? That damn Grim Reaper?" No matter what, *a* Rider would show up. If you get technical there's easily five here. "Man... I'm getting pretty tired of fakes lately. But I guess I'm impressed with the effort. Let's..." he says, lifting the miniature bike, "Henshin!"                                      MACH!                                            A sleek bodysuit of lightweight white armor with two red vertical stripes down the left side appears in a cylindrical field of energy, complete with a blue-visored full motorcycle helmet with V-shaped antennae, and a waist-length shoulder cape also at the left side. On the right side of the chest, at shoulder level, there's a wheel with the hubcap facing outwards.      There's a second wheel, at the end of a white energy pistol. It appears in his hand shortly after. Blue thrusters fire at his back as he leaps, flying forward through the air towards the throne, knee forward, coming up alongside Kale. "The question is why?" he asks, twirling at the last moment to strike the leader with the now rapidly-spinning wheel.
Kale Hearthward	"... Well. So this is a callout, then... or a trap." Kale reaches into his vest and draws forth a device - a kamen rider belt, one that has the defining feature of a large sliding switch across the front, attached to which is a set of miniature stage curtains, currently bunched up at the stage-right end. (That'd be the viewer's left.) "But unfortunately for you..." He puts the belt on his waist, and it automatically buckles around him, as ride belts do. "You've got one more to deal with than you planned on!" Belt on - next is the pose. Kale improvises something dramatic that he'll workshop later, in a gesturing sequence that ends with one hand on the belt lever. "HENSHIN!" He pulls on the belt's sliding switch, moving it from stage-right to stage-left, a motion that also smoothly unbunches the red curtain - the positioning of the red fabric not coincidentally looking like a war tartan.                                       THE                                                                    TAKE     ^ ^    STAGE!                                                                 by force                                                                       KAMEN RIDER                                                                     E N C O R E                                   The flashy transformation sequence goes off - illusory curtains forming in the air, shielding Kale from view for a brief moment, and then they draw back revealing Kamen Rider Encore. (Who has a differently-shaped helmet that accomodates his beak, so while there's still a Karate Bugmen motif going on, it's more of a Karate Bugbird. "To be fair..." he throws back one arm dramatically, causing his dramatic red and black cape to go billowing out behind him in a dramatic fashion, grabbing the left-hand sword from his back and bringing it forth. "Some people just simply seek a fitting end to their stories..." "... Shall we provide him one, Mach?" It's a rhetorical question. Kale's running forward, swinging the sword in a wide, distractingly dramatic arc!
Xion	"Hey! Wait! I'm talking to you!" Xion calls as the Rudemudes shuffle away nervously, falling back from her knowing tones and wagging fingers towards fight-menacing Go and Haru. This brings her right into the back of Kukuru, colliding with the larger overlord-helper and staggering back before righting in a snap of darkness that reorients her feet to planted, and her hands drawing back. With a metallic 'shwink!' Starlight appears in her grip. "Are you with them today, Miss? Well, then I'll help you out: Kamen Rider isn't my job, and I don't have their power, but I do have the next best thing." Flipping her grip on Starlight, she presents the weapon's hilt, where three keychains hang from the ending - one of a metal faceplate with a single yellow eye, one a green jewel set in blue metal with a golden V, one a clenched fist wrapped in a yellow sleeve. "Force! Break! Strike! Here we go!" The three keychains pop off her weapon as reforms as a ball of light around her right arm. Motes of golden light and purple flamed orbs of darkness streak in towards her closed fist which opens slowly to reach out and grab the charged ball. With a flash, the energy clicks into place, a heavy buster-ringed mechanized arm in purple armor segments clads her right arm to the shoulder with a large pauldron. "I'm the hero of everyone's hearts, X!" (Pronounced Key) She announces ceerily, bringing up her buster-arm and heavy mechanized hand up to two-finger salute at the side of her head, before clapping it before her chest against her opposite and far smaller fist. "And I can tell you this is the right power for you."
Hamada Haru	Haru glides a hand through his hair, halting the skittering briefcase with his foot, shutting it with a heavy click, and looking further put upon. He kicks it behind him for the car's attendant to deal with, and retrieves his badge. A belt shimmers into being at his waist, something putting off a strange grey-green emanation from within. It whirrs open to receive the badge, which clicks into place. "Death borders upon our birth, and our cradle stands in the grave. Henshin!" He calls. You may wonder if that's necessary. It is. The black-and-white mountain-striped armor collapses onto Haru, leaving the silhouette of Kamen Rider Tetra standing in his place. "Leave it," Kamen Rider Tetra says to the attendant when he goes for the briefcase. He strides forward, lagging behind Mach and Encore-- and coming to a noteworthy, complete halt when Encore makes some statements that rankle him.                             "An end to their story?"                                               "That is not the purpose of a Kamen Rider."                   "Especially not one who is simply itching for a brawl," he adds, with a glance towards the Roidmude Boss.
Hibiki Tachibana	This only gets more squint-inducing by the second! Look at those sparks. Hibiki usually only expects those from a dramatic punch or kick, not a simple shove. Unless...these Roidmudes are strong enough to do that!? ...Probably not. The general awkwardness these guys have about them kind of stomps, tosses, and beats into a rug any notion of that. Do they even know how to fight? This is...     'KAMEN RIDERS'     "You have to be..." She cuts herself off at the autotuned shout across the plaza, turning to glance between all of the kaiju(question mark) forming up around them. There's a moment where she considers that totally ineffectual claw-punch that was thrown at Go, and figures she probably doesn't actually need to transform to deal with this. She might...actually end up hurting them if she does? But at the same time...     "Balwisyall nescell Gungnir tron..."     She pulls up the red crystalline pendant normally hidden down the collar of her jacket, and with an echoing chant, her body is overtaken by a sphere of golden light encircled by musical chord charts and notes - which breaks away into fragments moments later to reveal herself clad in her Symphogear, orange-and black undersuit replacing her clothes, with armored boots and gauntlets adorning her limbs matching her headpiece. The two-tailed scarf tying it all off flutters behind her momentarily like there's wind, even though there isn't actually any.     And with that, she goes to just kind of push and nudge any Roidmudes who are still rushing towards their assigned positions out of the way, so she can come to stand beside Xion (also known as X (pronounced key)) and bring a fist up against her chest. This clawed girl...     The situation kind of reminds her of something. Regardless! "Sorry, I can't call myself a Kamen Rider either....but since I've fought beside them plenty of times, I'll step up to the plate beside them."
Majima Goro	It's true. They're not Roidmudes. That becomes increasingly clear in a moment. The most obvious thing is when GO SHIJIMA strikes with the wheel. The Overlord stands tall, as if he's got some kind of armor against the blow--and it seems he does! That's the good news for him. The bad news for him is that the chestplate, complete with the number, falls off. We'll talk about what's under that in a second, because it turns out that was /absolutely/, if quality, a combination of vinyl and rubber plating. The sword of KALE HEARTHWARD swings, and the 'Roidmude Overlord' crosses his arms to block it. The cut slices the faux gauntlets off, with a hiss and puff of smoke that obscures his figure entirely. One of the Roidmudes frantically taps on something on his glove, quickly taking it off afterward. The faux throne starts emitting light in all directions, before, as the smoke fades from around the man, a figure emerges.                               MAJIMA GORO                                                   BECAUSE OF FUCKING COURSE IT IS                     The smoke fades, and he's still wearing the rubber mask part, except the faceplate's fallen away. It's more like a cool rubber alien helmet. Bits of the organic robot 'vest' still linger. "Neehahahaha! Kind of a reverse henshin, ain't it?" He says, drawing a knife from somewhere. He looks to the three Kamen Riders. "Look, it's really your fucks' fault for insistin' you ain't gonna fight me, yeah? Gotta have a reason or some shit, just like Kiryu. So I gave ya one! Three of you, though...that's even better than I thought! I thought it'd just be that Drive-san or whatever!" He's been practicing. As he moves, he practically blurs with a purple haze, the burning Heat present from his sheer anticipatory glee. The knife strikes aren't precise. They're scouting. Where's the weak point on this armor? Is it KALE HEARTHWARD'S breastplate here? He dashes to the side, excitedly leaping into the air with an overhead plunge to try for GO SHIJIMA's shoulder, before rolling past them towards the Grim Reaper, HAMADA HARU. Here, he just hops, skips, and then spins around on one foot, a whirling dervish of...one knife. Still, he's pretty fast with it. "SHOWTIME!"
Kukuru	That's a lot of names Go says that Kukuru doesn't recognize. She rubs one of her horns idly with an outstretched claw, picking at a segment while trying to keep track of all that. Kale's a little easier to understand, at least, although it's hard to tell if she's really paying attention or just trying to be polite. Haru's talk of death and birth, meanwhile, goes right over her head as she keeps that same polite smile with that 'I don't understand at all' glaze in her eyes. When they transform, though, she backs up briefly, then starts clapping at the revelation that there's already three of the Kamen Riders that the Overlord is looking for. It's actually kind of noisier than regular clapping because of the claws. She even smiles softly, complete with raising the thumb-iest claw in encouragement. To who is unclear, although the revelation that the Overlord is not a Roidmude, but one Majima Goro has Kukuru staring at him blankly for several moments. It takes a little longer before she finally starts clapping for him, too. "A transformation is a transformation, even if it's backwards. I know I couldn't wear something that stuffy for long..." With the battle lines drawn, Majima will feel a surge of energy feeding into him. It's a faintly and subtle effect, too, as Kukuru's horns light up like a stop sign switching from Don't Walk to Walk while motes of energy pop off of them only to feed right into the wild man moments later. It's a nice little energy boost as well as a bump up in his natural healing! Meanwhile, Kukuru's still kind of groggy looking as she feels Xion bumping into her. Instead of lashing out at her, though, she holds out that claw momentarily in case she needed a moment to steady herself before dark-poofing away. "You okay there? Oh... Yeah, I guess that's how it's gonna be today. He sounds like he really wants to fight those guys, anyway, so he must have a good reason for it. And if he's strong, he'll be useful for the Concord." Xion's weapon transforms in so many lights, and Kukuru likewise claps with an approving giggle when she announces herself as X (pronounced Key). Hibiki transforms with an entire song sequence to her thing, and Kukuru hums softly while looking only mildly disappointed that she's the only one without a cool transforming gimmick here. "Oh, that's really impressive, too... You two could join the Concord if you feel that strongly about fixing things, too. We'd be able to fix a lot of stuff if we team up. What do you say? If not..." She squats in place with the tips of her claws digging into the ground. There's not a lot of visible effort on Kukuru's part as those claws push deeper into the pavement, although there's a noticeable pause as she looks back up at Xion and Hibiki. "Then I'll have to hurt you a little. I can fix you later if you promise to join me, though." And then she just hurls giant chunks of the ground right at them, going for the big ground damage right from the start!
Hamada Haru	Kamen Rider Tetra is one of those Riders that has middle-of-the-road armor. He's bulkier by far than Mach, but not quite as bulky as a guy like Mashin Chaser. In all, you'd call him a balanced fellow. So it's not hard to find 'gaps' exactly, but it's also not so thick a set of armor that you really NEED to attack specific weak points in order to get anywhere. A flurry of absolutely erratic knife blows is enough to elicit a series of brilliant sparks that arc off of the points of contact-- although there's a curious resistance to them as Haru does SOMETHING but doesn't quite manage the timing right. He's mitigating the damage by partially phasing through the strikes. But Majima is so quick that he's having a hard time actually getting the rhythm correct at all-- that is to say, he's really not, he's just keeping the knife against his body marginally less than he normally would. Tetra moves in a circle to gain some distance, his tonfa coming into being abruptly in a defensive position, flat against his forearms. "I don't remember... having any sort of significant rivalries within the Yakuza. Those guys are a different gradient of problem. Do you really just want to brawl?" Haru asks. Why did he decide Majima is Yakuza? Well, setting the overall situation aside, it's just the chest tattoo that's visible now. But he doesn't await an answer. Tetra pushes in towards Majima's space, bringing one tonfa around in a broad rotational strike aimed at his midsection. "Wait... don't I know you from somewhere?" He asks, as he retreats back a pace or two. The answer is no, but he's met somebody similar in passing...
Kale Hearthward	"Huh?" Kale- er, Kamen Rider Encore looks stunned, or as much as it's possible to emote being stunned while wearing a full-head-covering helmet. "The roidmude overlord..." "... It copied Majima!" He brings his sword up into a defensive position. "And it's trying to confuse us by claiming it's the real Majima, and- GYAAH!" The knife strikes hit home, slashing through the armor at the rider beneath. "Aagh - it's strong, too!" "Alright, then!" He shifts his sword to one hand, and grabs at his belt with the other. "Let's see what Encore can do!" He yanks the curtain-lever to stage-right...                                   INTERMISSION                                   "And again! Draw back the curtain!" He pulls on it to stage-left.                                     ACT  UP                                                                         ACT TWO                                     "Yeah! That did something!" he says, his jet-boots activating and causing him to start hovering a few inches above the ground. "Roidmude who's copied Majima, prepare for your story's end!" He takes off, skimming across the ground with sword swinging, zeroing in on Majima while going through whoever else gets in his way...
Xion	"I know I could join the Concord! My friend's in the Concord!" Xion agrees, as Kukuru lifts up a big chunk of the terrain. "But that thing you're supporting - I don't really like it. Kamen Rider is the hero that people put their dreams in. They hope that Kamen Rider will save them. So, trying to defeat Kamen Rider... I've had to say this to a friend, but it's villain stuff!" The hurled terrain is met by a dismissive mecha-palm slap that powders the tossed boulder destructively, shattered clods of earth and oil-pebbles of blacktop scatter past her as she bounds through the resultant debris cloud. As she leads with her forearm in a forward charge, the knuckles on her fist begin lighting up bright green - from thumb knuckle across to the pinky-joint. "It's pretty rude to just presume you're gonna win, too. Are you a polite villain? If you are - thanks for that!" Sliding in with flaring boosters along the wide buster-brace, Xion cocks back her fist and leaps. "Shining X-Fire Knuckle Breaker!" Thrusting forward, the powerfist thrums with kinetically-boosted thrust washing out from the thundering swing. Which, after Xion hangs in the air for a studio second, flash purple brightly, rendering the surrounds into a stopped purple photonegative, before the path of her fist explodes with a loud FORCE-BREAK that warbles out.
Hibiki Tachibana	Majima goddamn Goro. Isn't that guy--actually, it hurts her head just to think about it. She had her suspicions that this was all some kind of setup, maybe like shades of when Utsuho got herself in trouble for breaking up a 'robbery' that was actually just a filmed commercial, but this is above and beyond anything she expected. "This is why he wanted Kamen Riders..." She mutters with one eye narrowed and her mouth hanging open, trying to process this. Giving them a reason...I mean, he wasn't /actually/ hurting anyone to do this, but...     Fortunately, Hibiki is snapped out of lingering shock by Kukuru addressing her and Xion, causing her to get herself together (mostly) and turn back towards her. "Join the Concord--?" She sounds caught off-guard by the question at first, but the tensing up of her body also pushes the Gungnir girl into shifting, planting one foot behind the other, and bringing her fists up and at the ready. Those claws are packing power, and she can tell that just at a glance...     "...Sorry. I know the kinds of things you can do when you work with other people. But I already have a place I belong!" The raise in her voice comes because she's throwing her fist forward to shatter the big chunk of concrete threatening to slam into her, turning it into a shower of rubble scattering in all directions. With a flick of her wrist to the side afterwards to shake off the impact, Hibiki's feet brace against the ground before she kicks herself into a sprint forward!     Apparently, heading into Kukuru's effective range isn't a problem for her, because that's where she's going. "Also, you're not really fixing anything! This guy picked a fight just to pick it--and you just broke the ground on purpose!" As opposed to Hibiki breaking the ground on accident, which is promptly going to happen as she leaps up into the air, ignites her skirt boosters at the apex of the jump, and comes down straight towards Kukuru on the tail end of Xion's punchsplosion to deliver an earth-shattering kick straight down towards her! Thankfully, it's not actually a /Rider/ kick, but it sure hurts like one.
Go Shijima	As Kamen Rider Encore makes his stage debut, Go can't help but comment: <X-Paladins-Chatter> [4] Go Shijima says, "Oh, man, that really suits you!"      There's even a quick nod of affirmation when he lands, stepping back at the sight of the smoke. Is this an attack? "Yeah," says Go, in agreement with Hamada. "He's just causing trouble. Whoever he is, he's not a--" That smoke *isn't* an attack.      It's Majima. Mach pauses, gloved fist lowering slightly as Majima gives his explanation. So... "Yeah," he admits. "I guess it is kind of a reverse henshin. Or maybe a Cast Off. ...Hey!" I've heard of this guy. He's plenty dangerous--     And those knife strikes are proving it. He's testing our defenses! That grin... Go rapidly jukes to the side.      "What's your deal?!" His motion is so quick that his form is a blur, like something passing on a city street, glimpsed in an instant. But Majima's erratic probing still strikes, and hard. The armor is light; meant to distribute blows evenly, add to the user's physique and speed. Speed and strength are the emphasis--and even a glancing blow from a seasoned fighter like Majima can hit hard.      "Agh!" The knife catches the spot just below the wheel on his soulder, as Go slides around the blow. Majima's strength is still great enough to force an awkward spin, and a shower of sparks, as Mach struggles to keep his balance. "He isn't a Roidmude!" He says as he eases back into his fighting stance.      "But he *is* really pissing me off," says Go, zipping forward and around Hamada to make a standing roundhouse aimed at Majima's knife hand, attempting to keep it from Tetra as the latter closes in. In the span of a second, he's already even closer, following the tonfa strike, tossing the Zenrin Shooter in the air to loose a rapidly delivered four-strike chain punch, also along Majima's midsection. "And he's going all out!" A backflip allows him not only to get clear of Kale's flying attack, but to catch the thrown pistol. "For once, I agree with Xion!" says Go, procuring a different bike as he falls. It's slotted in...                           SIGNAL BIKE//Signal Change!                                                                 STOP                                            And the hubcap on his shoulder-tire changes to a red STOP signal. When he lands, he blasts red energy at Majima, after Kale clears his line of sight. "Kamen Riders protect people's smiles," he says, zipping around to try and reduce the chance that Majima can strike him back, all the while, loading up on paralyzing energy.      "And in a really stupid way, we're kinda protecting his!"
Majima Goro	'It copied Majima'. That one gets his attention. Majima is actually surprisingly patient as Kale touches his belt for a moment, adjusting levers. His head tilts side to side, lips pressed together with curiosity. That one eye widens. "Nehaha! Arright! So it's some crazy belt-based tech, yeah?" Then the jet boots start, and the charge starts. There's a step back. A breath. And as Kale nears, the sword slashes at his midsection... Majima *bends*. Sure, a human being can technically bend backwards like that, with his knees down, arms back, and...a stick of squid jerky in his mouth? Yes. Kale slices it in two. Majima eats the first half while the piece flies, nabbing the second piece as it falls back down, flipping it up one more time as he rises to snag it out of the air and chomp on it too. And then the knife spins around backwards, and he flips into the air, both legs swinging around to plant two kicks on Encore's back, one after the other...before he springs off. He's got shit to deal with. For instance, as he goes to attack Hamada, the American-lookin' Rider guy's trying to get in the way. His eye almost gleams. The tonfa's swung, and he slides down on the ground to get under it, which conveniently lets him also avoid the shots. "Neahahah! Yeah! That's the shit!" The red energy beam seems like a problem, of course, and as it fires, he falls forward onto his hands, barely springing up in time to avoid it. The beam passes just underneath his handspring, and he lands just in a position to swing around and try to sweep Mach's legs out from under him. He's gotta go deal with Hamada, and we already saw how that played out. The counter attack is, itself, a problem. "...Shit, nah, I got nothin' against you guys. Ain't even here ta kill ya, yeah?" The knife's tossed spinning into the air, and he draws a bat around for a wider swing at the Reaper. "Just tryin' ta see the fuck the new hotness is."
Kukuru	"So that's what that bunch of words means... Huh. But if they're really heroes, then they should be working with us instead of against us. If they're against us, then..." Kukuru taps a claw against her cheek lightly as she considers Xion's words, then sighs a few moments later. "Then that makes them the real villains, doesn't it?" "And... Ah, he's probably got good reasons for it. He's in the Concord, so he has to be good." She reiterates with her """foolproof""" logic, her horns lighting up again as another blop of energy goes flying towards Majima. "If everyone's working together, then nobody has to fight for survival. Then they can just fight for fun instead of..." She pauses, glancing over at Majima. "... Well, he's already having fun, so I guess that's fine, too." She looks down at the ground next, noting the sizable hole she just tore out of it. "And that's... Hmm. It'll be fine later, probably. Someone can get a job out of that." Truly flawless logic. At least she's polite enough to curtsey lightly while finally introducing herself. "My name's Kukuru. Ku-ku-ru. And I'm... Um. I think it's my second day on the job now...?" Instead of moving to try and evade Xion's and Hibiki's attacks, she just keeps standing there. Convenient, since she's fighting alongside with someone that was initially posing as a Roidmude! Her eyes follow Xion as she leaps forward, Shining X-Fire Knuckle Breaker meeting a big stupid metallic claw that creates a echoing boom as things start exploding around Kukuru and push her into the ground with a rather nasty crunch on the impact. She might not actually be that tough. With her hands/claws occupied already, it means she doesn't have as much time to stance up and block Hibiki's legally-distinct diving kick, and she howls in pain as things freaking explode all around her with the combined power of their strikes. Indeed, it looks rather messy as the smoke clears and Kukuru clutches her arm, the limb looking rather limp in her grasp. She yanks on it, there's a loud pop, and it sets back into place. It's not in perfect condition, but it's looking far better than it did moments ago. "Th... That kinda hurt. A lot. Wow... You're really strong, huh?" She giggles lightly, then hops back once before disappearing abruptly. "But I'm strong, too." She murmurs, her voice coming from above and behind Hibiki first as she brings that claw down in another ground-rending slam that might cause more structural issues the longer this goes. Xion doesn't get to miss out on that treatment, either, as Kukuru teleports behind her and lets out a long, droning "uhhhhh". Thinking up witty threats is really hard to do on the spot. It's followed up, though, by her slamming her claws together to try and crush Xion between her meaty metal appendages!
Hamada Haru	"First generation Kamen Rider tech was wind-powered. The motorcycle was required to accumulate enough speed for activation," Kamen Rider Tetra explains to Majima, mechanically. This is something that this boy is a nerd about, apparently. "Occasionally some other force would be used instead. Detonating a bomb close at hand for instance, automatically generated enough force to rotate the belt's mechanisms and protect the user." "Mine is experimental. I don't know about these two." Haru comes about expecting more KNIFE and is forced to abruptly bring his tonfa around in a defensive cross just before he takes a bat across the stomach. Sparks still erupt from the point of contact, more numerous and significant than the responses inflicted by the multiple knife strokes. Tetra comes in with a high jab towards Majima's face from the tip of his left tonfa. It's more-or-less a feint though; the other is flipped into a reverse grip, which Haru tries to hook around the back of Majima's calf with a sharp PULL intended to spill the man onto his back. Underneath the din of battle, Haru can be heard breathing heavily in his helmet. He's already getting pretty worn out by this fight.
Go Shijima	Majima's sweep catches Mach just as he makes another one of those zipping attempts, the older fighter having made a hard read on his next choice of vantage point. His ankle is caught by the strike at the exact moment he's mostly stopped, adding his own sideways inertia to the resulting fall.      He hits the ground hard, a startled gasp escaping him as he rolls to the side and makes a spirited, yet labored kip-up. How many fights has this guy had? He's too used to guns... but I'm not crazy about fighting him up close either. I bet Miyamomo would get a kick out of him...      "Man," he says, working up his energy with a series of low shin-parries and backwards, alternating motions of the leg to evade and guard against further such sweeps. Haru comes in with that tonfa, and gives him a moment to catch his breath. "There's this lady I gotta introduce you to." An informal gesture towards Majima...      Then a sudden burst as the jets at the back of his suit carry him forward and upwards at rapid speed, after Tetra makes that pull. He's quick on his feet... we can't give him an inch! His legs strike in a series of grasshopper kicks aimed at wearing down Majima's guard, before he lands to make a whirling strike with the Shooter's wheel, aimed shoulder-to-shoulder as he slides around Majima, attempting to anticipate another strike.                                     ZENRIN!
Kale Hearthward	"What the-" says Kale-n Rider Encore, as Majima bends. Technical or not, it's unexpected - and Encore's momentum takes him right past the bending Majima, and sets him up for being used as springboard- - sending him careening right into a wall, hitting it at high speeds! "... Agh. That..." He picks himself up, trying to shake all of that off, and only somewhat succeeding. "What did... jeez, this roidmude *really* has Majima down to a T... or I suppose an M." "Clearly, this thing is too dangerous to be let to live..." he says, glancing down at his belt.                                   INTERMISSION                                   "And again! Draw back the curtain!"                                      ACT UP                                                                     FINAL ACT START                                 "Alright! Time to bring your story to an end!" He raises the drill-sword to the sky, revving it up. "Finisher! Take your passions in hand and strike true to the audience!" And then he dashes forward, swinging the full-throttle drill sword at the roidmude pretending to be Majima! (Or the other way around!)                                    FINAL ACT                                                                     KILLER CATHARSIS
Xion	Xion is used to fighting people with a sort of airless punchiness that allows for using her heaviest weapons for their ground carry and overall utility. It's fun to have an enormous mecha-arm powered by a charged-up sheathe of light and dark energies and pulsing with the heat of internal combustion. It felt good to swing it around. The feeling of connecting with Kukuru wasn't that heart-fluttering and warm flash of sparks from a Bad Guy, or the determined slice of a fierce will that Starlight sung with. It felt like meat. "Oh no! You're not transformed!" She cries, worry and confusion gripping her tone. But it's okay! "Phew!" Xion gasps, mega-arm hand to her chest as she exhales. "My chest was so tight. I thought you got really badly hurt! That wouldn't be very Kamen Rider of me." She declares, relief palpable, with the 'Kamen Rider' delivered like 'Cash Munny'. She's looking down into her mecha hand when Kukuru delivers her streamer-noises teleports-behind-u, catching the mega-paws in the corner of her eye and-- Drawing back her megafist as she pivots, the thumb knuckle flaring an electric yellow as she braces the clap with Oathkeeper held reversed in her left hand, holding open the paws with a metal-creaking struggle. "I'm really glad you're the kind that gets better. Like, really. But, uh... D-did you drool on me?" As the paw-palms retract, her fist goes off like a pistol, cross-slugging Kukuru right across the jaw with a piston-extending fist wreathed in diodes that expel a cone of electricical bolts. "Shock Buster!"
Hibiki Tachibana	Stancing herself back up in the aftermath of their duo attack, Hibiki nods to Xion and faces Kukuru down as her silhouette comes back into detail through the smoke of the Toei Brand SFX - with a pursing of her lips and a slight cringe timed with the arm-popping. "...I wasn't really sure how much strength to put into it..." She sounds like she feels bad about that, until that giggle reveals it's probably not as big of a deal as she thought.     And then she disappears.     Oh.     "Overhead--!?" She spins and looks up before she gets the chance to think about it, crossing both arms up to meet the heavy claw swing. There's a crash of metal and carapace, along with the poor and abused ground beneath her feet cracking further as her knees buckle. By the time Kukuru is teleporting away again, she's reeling back from the impact and regaining her balance. "She's strong...!" Yes, Hibiki, she just said that.     Not taking the time to roll the soreness out of her arms this time, she dashes the old fashioned way to chase after her while her focus is still on Xion, though any surprise is totally lost when she continues speaking back to her. "'Concord' shouldn't automatically mean 'good'. Thinking something is good just because of what is, and anyone who goes against it is the bad guy...that isn't right."     Hibiki turns her momentum into a dashing slide, Megaman style, to try and sweep right beneath Kukuru and bowl her off her feet. This is followed up very quickly with the girl bracing her palm against the ground to stop and twist herself to kick straight upwards, for a one-two punch of smacking her right in the stomach and sending her sky high into the air. "But I can tell you're not a bad person at all!" She says while trying to apply boot to gut.
Majima Goro	This is, in fact, everything Majima Goro had hoped for today. But, y'know? Three on one? Probably not gonna work out for him. But that's fine, yeah? Of course it is. Hamada's explanation gets an excited nod. "Shit, there's motorcycles involved?" He sounds fascinated. Completely fascinated. The bat's raised up to deflect the tonfa, the feint mostly working as intended. He's swept onto his back. He tries to jump out of it, but this mostly just causes him to skid and bounce away a fair bit. He doesn't get up immediately. This turns out to be a mistake, because Kamen Rider Encore over there's on a goddamn rampage. He gets up, and is just in time to raise a steel boot to kick back against the drill sword. Kick up. Kick down. He's gonna swing around, twist, and-- Ah, -shit-. The drill sword finally breaks through his defenses, and as he's sent skidding across the ground again, he tilts his head. "...Holy shit." There's the spark of realization. Of understanding.     Of revelation. "...Alright, ya fucks. Hahaha. I get it. This is what a fuckin' Kamen Rider is, yeah?" Go Shijima's lining up, and the jets propel forward. Majima stares to flare with a burning hot purple fury, and as the first kick lands... "Nope!" He's not guarding. He's weaving. He's a blur of movement, his head down. "Neehaha!" "Rider-chan!" It's almost effortless-looking, as the series of grasshopper kicks land, before the whirling wheel. Both hands grab onto it, instead, and he leaps, allowing the momentum to carry him around in a circle. "Guess I'm... TAKIN' THE WHEEL!" He flips around suddenly, using the spinning tire as a base to spin himself around to plant both feet on the back of Mach's head, before launching himself. It's time. He gets it. "Arright. It's about fast shit, right? Yeah." He's got Encore to deal with again, between him and Hamada and More Exciting Kamen Rider Facts. A can of something-- 'TAUR ---- ROR' is visible in his hand is crushed, and he pours the liquid down his throat. He's back in action. The first knife comes out, and he kicks it into the air. Then the second. Third. Fourth. Where are all the knives coming from? Who knows, but he throws one -last- knife, something electrified clearly in the handle. What descends is an arcing bolt between a falling cascade of electricity. What happens then is not Majima's problem. He's just buying time. Time to handle the Reaper. This guy, at least, isn't blazingly fast, but he's certainly taking an obnoxious amount of punishment. One last knife is thrown up into the air, but Hamada's not dumb. The arc's wrong. It won't ever reach him, it'll fall away five feet short. ...Except, as it turns out, it's not intended to reach him. As Majima approaches his own knife, he twists around, spinning his leg to kick it the remaining difference directly towards the Rider's chest. "Neeehahahaha! Come on! Show me what the fuck a Rider is! I'm havin' the time of my life here!"
Kukuru	Xion's concern gets a long look from Kukuru, first in confusion, and then it's answered with a hasty laugh. Not an amused haha funny laugh, but the sort that a parent might force a bit too fast to reassure a child that thinks they're in trouble. "No, no, I'm okay. See? I can take it." She even flexes for emphasis! If not for having the claws twice the size of her head, though, it probably wouldn't look very impressive with how incredibly normal her arms look. "Dr... Drool? Uh. Nope. " Just in case, though, Kukuru wipes off her mouth on her sleeve. It's not very subtle at all. She might have drooled a little. She's already looking kind of groggy from just those movements earlier, and the counterattack from Xion doesn't help matters much when she gets socked right in the jaw. Something is definitely moving where it shouldn't, but the shocking follow-up actually has her screeching like a.... Something that screeches. It's definitely not a human noise. Whatever it is that this green-haired woman is, she's making that kind of awful noise, although it thankfully stops when Hibiki takes her right off her feet with that slide. The kick launches her right into the sky and into a nice arc down back towards the ground, and the following impact is nice and dust cloud-y to make her fate unclear! It'd be the perfect opportunity to come blasting right out of there like some kind of muscleheaded beeflord, but unfortunately for Kukuru? "Why not? The Concord's where I came from. They're the ones that gave me this power... Um. Sort of." She's really bad at talking and fighting at the same time. "Doing the right thing isn't always nice, but it'll be nicer once everyone's on the same page. It's just getting there that's..." Kukuru yawns, pulling herself out of that claw-shaped crater and cracking her shoulders lightly with a painful wince. "... Yeah. But you seem like good kids, too. It's a shame you're not with us, but you're always welcome." She smiles that weirdly loving smile, and then she finally charges forward. She blinks forward once to close the distance with both Xion and Hibiki, then... Actually, she doesn't teleport again at all. She just goes straight at them with a wild flurry of massive swings with those claws, trying to grab both of them simultaneously. If she can get a good hold on anything, then she teleports upwards with whoever she's got before letting gravity handle the work of slamming whoever she's got back into/through the pavement!
Hamada Haru	"Motorcycles are a standard feature because of tradition-- we're 'Kamen Riders', after all, so we have to have something to ride. There's one weirdo who goes with a souped up car. Whatever works for him, I guess. Mach's stuff is better, if you ask me. The other one comes across like some rich old dude was having a midlife crisis when he made it." Tetra jerks a thumb towards Kamen Rider Mach, to emphasize his preference for Mach's style. "It's not necessary for transforming anymore, but there are a few holdouts that prefer that style of belt. They're usually cyborgs, too." Kamen Rider Tetra's tonfa whistles as he brings it back into a defensive-ready position. He looks up at the knives both warily and wearily, twisting this way and that to partially deflect them, each still scoring a hit as they go. He's aching a-plenty without dealing with some sort of tricks. Might THIS guy be a cyborg, or is he just that good? IS there such a thing as 'just that good'? And why did he throw that knife sh-- Oh. The MAJIMA KNIFE KICK whistles through the air like a bullet, and it's by the narrowest margins that he prevents it from catching him in the face. The lens on the lefthand side of Haru's helmet cracks pronouncedly, a seam opening up along the helmet in contrast with the sparks and explosions that had come before. Even so... "Didn't you hear me earlier?" "Or is it also your position that..." Tetra sweeps a deliberately lazy rotation strike out towards Majima's side, retreating rapidly immediately afterwards. It's unclear if he's 'just slowing down', though he certainly does sound worn out. "We're protecting your smile by doing this?" He finishes the thought, clarifying the intent of his slow-down.
Kale Hearthward	"Hyaaah!" Encore lands, skidding to a halt, using both feet and bending to stage-left to grab onto the ground for a three-point landing, drill-sword thrust triumphantly to the air on his stage-right. This, however, is the episode when the monster of the week survives the finishing blow. "Wait, it survived? This really is dangerous!" He dramatically adjusts the grip on his sword, as one does in order to show focus or determination, and turns around. Majima's got knives out. "Yep, survived-" says Encore, bringing his sword up defensively. That's a lot of knives. The first one's thrown - or actually, kicked, the sudden action startling the rider. Kicking a knife? He barely dodges the first one, brings up his sword to block the second, knocks the third out of the air, dives to the ground to get out of the way of the fourth, and the last one- "Oh-" Yeah, can't dodge electricity. There's a sharp yelp of pain as the arcing lightning connects... and then nothing. "The... oh, I guess I knocked away enough of them... still, I used my finisher, that doesn't - What comes after the finisher? That should be the end..." He scratches his head, mid-battle, as newbie riders tend to do in order to emphasize to the audience that they're newbie riders. "After the end... oh. Oh, of COURSE!" He yanks on the curtain-lever to stage-right.                                     ACT OVER                                     "And with everything said and done..." He stows his sword, freeing both hands, and kicks off into the air with his jet boots, rising dramatically. "The curtain falls, the actors take their bows..." He breathes out - the full-head helmet takes care of channeling his Lifebreath down to his hands, where he starts shaping it, and then quickly throws the spell out. Cinecity Square is, briefly, home to a localized tornado. "... But with the steps stepped, the songs sang and the lines declaimed, we're not done, oh no..." He yanks the curtain back into the stage-left position.                                  FINAL ACT PLUS                                                                   E N C O R E                                   And he dives *into* the tornado, letting it carry him around the plaza, once, twice around, before exiting it at high-speed at Majima, feet first - a tornado powered ENCORE KICK!
Xion	"Mm-mm! That's right! I can tell you're not a bad person!" Xion agrees in chorus with Hibiki, as her extend-o-puncher hand retracts back into the buster arm. "So that's why it's weird, actually! Wait, is it? I kind of came in hard..." Xion drops her guard just for a moment, her bionic arm idled to lay mecha thumb and forefinger across her jaw. "Hey, yeah, I was feeling super pumped up for some reason, and this rocking track was playing in my head, and then I--" Grabbed on-hit by the frantic flailing, Xion is smushed a few times into the ground, the other hand, and then hurtling upwards, before dizzyframe tumbling down groundward while howling: "DESERVE THISSSSSSSSS-!" Smush goes the Nobody against the ground, immediately followed by a loud KER-KLANK as her shoulder and arm smack a new crater into the thoroughfare. Without even waiting for the dust to clear and settle, Xion simply teleports back vertical, her coat snapping around her like an object with shoddy physics. "Alright. Let me try this again. Hi! I'm the hero of everyone's hearts, X!" Pronounced Key. "But you can call me Xion. It's probably pretty silly to fight for everyone's hearts - but I'm not going to just be the hero of the Concord's hearts. That sounds like a job you'd like though, right?" Taking a half-step back, she cocks her mecha knuckle back once more, glowing knuckles alighting in sequence parallel to her eyes. "My power is an unlimited reach. I'll show you just a little." Oathkeeper and Oblivion shwink into being flanking her shoulders, and with a cliche eye-flash, springs out of her crater--             --and disappears, flickering into a pouf of darkness like a radio signal cutting out. She re-appears in a quartet, though three are colored copies. The 'main' Xion swings down with a fierce down-overhead with her right powered arm. A purple xion with a single yellow eye does a flying heelkick from Kukuru's rear. A sky-blue Xion and a shining gold one lunge with Oathkeeper and Oblivion to X-cut from either side in shadow tandem before fading.
Go Shijima	"Lots of us have bikes," says Go, initially eager to discuss the matter of motorcycles. "Except for that weirdo, Drive." He can't resist, if Haru is gonna make it that easy. His fight-banter balance is thrown wildly off kilter when Majima just grabs onto the Shooter.      There's not much he can do about it but dive forward as best he can and hope the awkward angle saps as much force as possible from Majima's kick. This is hard to do, with Majima hanging essentially just off the end of Mach's arm.      So hard to do that only someone with his level of command of his body could manage to do it--and even then, 'it' still results in Majima's boot colliding with his shoulderblade instead of his helmet. No--that's driven into the ground by the force of his descent and Majima's kick alike.                                    Good Work!                                          Happily intones the belt's AI as the armor disapears in a wave of bright light. "Man... what a kick. Someone like him..." When he forces himself back to his feet, he's covered in a sheen of sweat, looking slightly pale, chest heaving with exertion. "I wonder if I'm not safer outside of the suit." He laughs, holding a hand outwards. "But, since he asked so nicely..."                               Signal Bike! RIDER!!                                    "Henshin!"                                      MACH!                                            "Yeah!" he cries, doing the Mach Finger Point at Haru. "Let's protect Majima's smi--"     "Kale! He's not a damn Roidmude!" Well.. he's probably strong enough to handle the finisher anyway, as long as we're not all trying at once. Besides...      He takes off with the sound of a superbike's engine revving. Mach is blazing towards... the tornado? I bet Kale's finisher would be a good example.      "Still," says Go, as he utilizes the force to hurl himself into the air. "Encore Kick is pretty cool."      It's only picked up on the tactial frequency--because Mach himself is flung forward so fast. Right into the arena wall, where, through careful placement of his feet and judicious use of the suit's thrusters, he's creating a distraction to lower Majima's guard, and doing it as dramatically as possible.      All around, sparks fly as precise footwork carries Mach in a circle across the entire 'arena' made from the Square. He's running across the rubbersuited wall of goons, causing a curtain of smoke to rise all around amidst showers of bright, smoking embers, as their false Roidmude suits are destroyed. "I made this up just for you!"      Several fallen bodysuits are hefted up and kicked towards Majima in fits and starts to try and frustrate attempts to block Kale's kick!
Hibiki Tachibana	Truth be told, Hibiki is expecting her to come blasting out like a beeflord. It's what she'd do. When it doesn't happen, her arms lower just a little bit after she's gotten back to her own feet, not sure if she should be concerned or not. Turns out she shouldn't have been. With how casually Kukuru is able to talk, even if she can't fight at the same time, that claim of toughness really does have good grounding...     "I already said, I'm not planning to--" She vanishes closer again. That's really hard to keep up with! After the previous blind spot attack, she's also predicting another similar assault...only for her expectations to be dashed again when Kukuru rushes them down instead! "Wah...!" She's surprised enough that even when she starts moving, she can't avoid being gripped by the arm, and is brought along for the ride high up into the air. There's a singular blink as she tries to adjust to the whiplash of the scenery change, right before she goes plummeting like a rock back down to earth. There's a high-pitched shriek the whole way down that only stops when she smashes down into the concrete hard enough for a plume of smoke and debris to rise up.     After several moments of dramatic fate-obscuring on her end for once, a hand comes up to grip onto the edge of the crater. "Ugh...I'm lucky /I'm/ pretty tough too..." She comes out several shades of bruised and dirtied up, rubble falling off her shoulders as she moves. Kukuru doesn't seem like somebody she wants to be fighting, but her attitude feels like it's totally contrasted with how much she hurts!     "...You're not wrong about any of that. But I think more than where you or your power came from, what you want to do with it is what matters." She pauses, glancing over towards the other Big Fight nearby. "...I mean, Kamen Riders come from all sorts, and all their belts are different. But they're all still fighting for their own idea of justice."     Apparently finding some resolve in that, Hibiki clenches her fist, lifts a foot up to prop at the edge of the crater--and uses it to launch herself up back into the sky like a bullet, thrusters igniting along the way! "So even if we aren't on the same side, as long as you do what you think is right...!" Her arm pulls back, pilebunker within her gauntlet sliding back on its own. But she reaches over with her opposite to grip it manually, pulling it past its limits and well past her elbow...!     To deliver a straight-line punch towards their beclawed foe in mid-air, where the explosive force of the overstressed machinery slamming back into place will follow up on it!
Majima Goro	Majima receives yet more Fascinating Lore about the history of Kamen Riders. This was already absolutely worth it. The armor cracks, and Majima pants a sigh of relief. "Shit, I was startin' to think you guys were invincible," He says. The knife comes back out to block the tonfa, but it's not /as/ fast. He's wearing out too, to a great extent. This has been a lot longer than he was expecting. He's borderline wearing out on adrenaline, which...you know? He's okay with. He starts to spin up again, preparing to land a flurry of blows on KAMEN RIDER TETRA... But he only barely manages to swing the knife a few times before something more pressing comes up. Go Shijima is *raising hell*. Oh. Wait. Okay. That's a massive-ass tornado. That's a massive ass tornado. He's gotta think of something, and his one eye gazes around quickly--but he can't. There's a pile of bodysuits being thrown at him. He raises his arms, and.. The first one strikes a man in a hard hat with a blue shirt. "Protect the boss, everybody!" Nishida bravely weathers the first piece of bodysuit in front of Majima. Then the second. The third smacks him away like a ragdoll, but a second man manages to jump in front of the next. Then the next. His own men leap in front as if he has at /least/ two Social Links with each of them. "...Eh. You fuckers're crazy," Majima acknowledges. That doesn't handle Kale, of course, and it means he's absolutely going to have to delay construction for a week...but now he's got a chance. He's seen the kick before. It's a dropkick. It's a dropkick with incredible force, and he's got exactly one chance to deal with it. Kamen Rider Mach is still running around, and... A pink dump truck, of all things, from down the road. A pink dump truck driven by a young, shaved-bald punk looking man, careens into the cinema square. He slams the steering wheel to the side, barely backswinging it into the area. If the timing is just right--he'll strike Go Shijima. Strike him into Majima, who will perform a very precise spinning kick...to deflect him into Kale's strike. He's still going to hurt after this...but it might, possibly, help him survive this.
Kukuru	Introductions are made once again, and Kukuru to gets in on resetting to neutral with a respectful bow at the waist that's kind of painful even with her body working overtime to fix the shocks to her system and dislocating everything. "I'm Kukuru, new hire of the Concord. Yeah, I... I don't have enough power or reach to try and help everyone at once. Just the Concord's a good enough range for me, even if it gets bigger and bigger once I get more people to join us." Judging from the yawn following that up, she probably doesn't have the energy to do more than that, either. Or much of anything, really, as she's looking absolutely tuckered out from trying to embed Xion and Hibiki in the ground. Following Xion's movements with slow turns of her head, Kukuru exhales slowly as she holds one claw in front of herself and the other behind her back. That should cover the primary angles, right? Well, until Xion comes from multiple angles at once, including ones that she's not really expecting an attack from at all. Above? The sides? Behind? At least she was mildly prepared for the one behind her. The rest, though, are met with fairly little resistance, between getting literally punched down upon and carved from both sides. That ends up forcing her to drop her guard just to try and restore feeling to her arms, leaving her defenseless for just enough time that purple Xion's kick from behind hurls Kukuru upwards and forwards. Without the ground beneath her to get any kind of stance going or even twist herself around, there's not much she can do when she sees Hibiki coming straight back down at her like a... ... Something. It's hard to think of appropriate comparisons while getting pasted into the dirt. Indeed, the explosive force of that pilebunker smashing into Kukuru head on probably should and could have pasted her with how quickly it takes her right back to the ground. It takes a solid half-minute before there's even movement from whatever number crater this is, but somehow, she's alive! She's just in a bit of a pickle. The constant pressure and overwhelming force brought down on her by Xion and Hibiki have the vaguely demonic whatever-Kukuru-is bloodied and battered, but she somehow manages to stay on her feet as the wounds continue to... Not quite mend, but the bleeding stops faster than it should, bruises and scrapes close up visibly, and patch over bruises, and her limbs continue to return to their normal bending-directions. Her body's keeping up with it far better than her mind is, though, as that semi-constant-except-when-screeching smile isn't quite as broad as it was earlier. She's still trying, at least. "So that's what the Kamen Riders are doing, but... Uh. If you're not them, then do you... Is this your justice? It's... Gotten you both super far, I can tell. You must've worked hard to get here, too... I'm glad." She steps forward once and buckles visibly, punching her fists into the ground to stop herself. Once Kukuru's back up, she rears her head and arms back, lets out a loud exhale and shout, then... She chucks her claws at Hibiki and Xion like a pair of gigantic hunks of metal. On closer inspection, that's basically all that they are, although they're stupidly and excessively heavy for just being claws carried by whatever she is.
Hamada Haru	A few swipes of the knife and that's it. Kamen Rider Tetra is surprised-- and then again, he'd also gone in a little less powerfully than might be expected of him. A few sparks later and he's retreating a short distance more. Since he was gone easy on though, he decides to go easy himself. Tetra eases forward steadily as Majima pushes all his effort into the other two, swinging his tonfa about and jabbing several times in quick succession, at least once aiming his jabs for the back of the knees. If he HAS rev-up to spare, Tetra isn't showing it. "Rider kick," Tetra explains. "The 'something' you're trying to fish out is a Rider Kick. That is the strongest move of a Kamen Rider." Why kicks? He doesn't explain. Based on the conversation so far, it's probably because he doesn't know.
Go Shijima	Go is hit in the back by a truck. This is not great. It's headed for-- "Majima! Look out!" Did he *plan* this?!      It's all Mach has time to think about before he's hurled towards Kale's kick by Majima's own. His hands come up to block, but it's too late--the Encore Kick strikes him, a dramatic explosion occluding his armored form.                                    Good Work!                                        The belt's AI declares, just after Go strikes the earth. He looks absolutely exhausted. He should be staying down, catching his breath. But instead, his fist strikes the pavement.      "You!" A kip-up has his amber hair flying wildly, his shirt stuck to his body with sweat. Go angrily points in Majima's direction. "This is what you do to people, isn't it?! You give 'em a reason to fight you and then you piss 'em off so they wanna come do it again." He stumbles in place.      There's a pause as he thinks something through. "You're pretty good at it," he begrudgingly admits. "I wanted to transform again just to sock you for that stupid truck." There's a smile. But he hides it with a sudden, stern, affectation.      "If you hit me with one of those again, it better look way cooler than that."
Kale Hearthward	ENCORE KICK! "Wait -" Drive goes flying into ENCORE. He's thrown off course a bit - still strikes Majima, but at the end he bounces off of Majima and goes stumbling instead of having a clean landing, and...                                 SCRIPT COMPLETE                                 ... goes the belt, as the henshin reverses, leaving only Normal!Kale panting on the ground, barely able to prop himself up. "Wait - that was the point? I thought he actually *was* one of those moidrudes," says the hawk, looking over at Majima. "Dude. I was actually trying to kill you! You gotta be more careful."
Majima Goro	To be frank, even Majima didn't expect all that shit to work. Daisuke Minami, one of Majima's star employees, hops out of the dump truck. He leaves it running, quickly patting Majima down. "You alright, boss? I know I'm late and shit, but..." There's a dismissive wave. "..Shit, I'd be pissed off at ya for gettin' involved, but that was fuckin' great." He says, grabbing the man's hand and squeezing it. "Now. You and the boys get outta here. Take the week off. Hit up some hostess clubs or some shit." Go gets a nod. "Yeah. Thereabouts. Ya wanna fuck with me again, ya let me know, yeah? I got a wholeass arena ya might like. Got tigers 'n shit." Speaking of weird animals. He turns to Kale. "...Well, shit, I fuckin' hope so! Wasn't gonna learn jack shit if you were holdin' back, yeah?" He scratches his head. "Now I get what one o' you Kamen Riders are. I'm looking forward to next time." Which, yeah, fair, right, he's still gotta deal with Hamada. Which he doesn't do /as/ well as he'd like, on account of he's fucking exhausted. The blows pretty much send him sprawling to the ground, at which point he just.. He just laughs, laying there. "...Ah, shit. Alright. Three of you fucks is too many. Ya win. Maybe I ought take you guys out for drinks or somethin'. That make up for it?"
Hamada Haru	"Our strategies are different. That's all. I'm not arrogant enough to say that I'm as strong as you," Tetra says, when Majima cedes defeat. His tonfa vanish in a haze. Slowly, he walks back to where the briefcase he was going to pay the roidmudes off with is. He kicks it up off the ground and seizes it, shaking it in hand. There is a roar, and a motorcycle literally phases through a nearby building to come to a halt by Tetra. He puts the briefcase in it and looks towards the car attendant, still standing around. "I'm taking this as our fee. You're willing to pay at least this much to make it stop, right? That should be true of Rider Services, too." The man looks agitated but doesn't actually disagree. There is a hum of 'powering down' as Haru releases his transformation. He fixes Majima with a sheepish look, "Can't drink on the clock. But maybe later tonight if you three have at it late enough." He sighs as there's a beep on his motorcycle. Haru climbs on. "Gotta go fight a squid monster that's trying to turn the aquarium into a Tokyo-based aquatic invasion force. See ya." The motorcycle rumbles powerfully, angles down through the ground itself, and passes through it as if it was merely resting on a ramp.
Go Shijima	Go falls backwards onto a bench near Kale, holding out a hand towards him but unable to complete his thought. It's only once he's caught his breath that he speaks up. "No," he pants, fishing out his phone to call the Ride Macher. Tap, tap, tap. "Look, I'll show you some pictures. Then you'll get it." The soft whine of a performance engine can be heard approaching.      Go's bike matches his hoodie--white with a red racing stripe and a blue, compact windscreen. It's a feet-forward superbike with a profile that emphasizes speed and handling, and it's driving itself. Right up to him, until he opens a little compartment inside with his duffel bag. He awkwardly moves from sitting on the bench to leaning against the bike for support.      "...food would be good," he concludes. "Later, Tetra."
Xion	Giant hunks of metal? Sounds like a job for BIONIC ARM!!! With the fight between the Actual Kamen Riders and Majima reaches its climax, Xion feels an intense feeling of contentedment. With so many finishers flying left and right, and the conclusive energy traded there, Xion almost misses Hibiki's cool combination with her, or the hurled pieces of terrain. Almost. A second 'charged shot' of light and darkness, this time rotating in the other direction adds a paired super arm as she alternates rolling her enhanced mecha-shoulders and jabbing down the thrown limbs. "Thanks for the kind words. And I'm sorry that Tetra didn't use his Rider Kick on you, Majima!" Xion calls, cupping huge metal fingers near her face. "I don't have the power of Kamen Rider any more. I had it for a bit. It's a warm power, and very brave." Striking a pose (which looks uncomfortably close to a dab, if not for the power stance and a closed-while-extended fist), Xion shifts extended and cocked arm from right-left end left-right. "I'll show you my best Mashin--" Another zip, but this one isn't into the air, and there are no afterimages. "--PAUNCH!" A single feet-planted formulaic punch with a whole genre behind it. Specifically, it's one that delayed announces: FULL BREAK, a purple bolt of electricity crashing down from above. Which also explodes in totally useless ring pyros. But it *looks* like budget.
Hibiki Tachibana	Third time is the charm. It should be the charm! Gravity lets Hibiki back down a lot gentler than last time, where she's left panting slightly after the exertion, and her overworked gauntlet lets out a cloud of steam to offload the stress of being used like that. But even with the delay this time...she's not altogether surprised to see Kukuru rise up once again.     "Hah..." She's equal parts relieved and shocked that she held up so well to even that, though the shift in her smile says there's more to it than that. Pursing her lips beneath her scarf as the woman stumbles, falls, and rises back up, she narrows her eyes...and then widens them.     They detach!? She thought those were her hands! There's a massive, dull metallic 'thunk' as Hibiki is seemingly smashed into head-on by the projectile flung at her, flying back off her feet and back towards one of the plaza walls. That's the only thing that breaks her momentum, leaving a mahou shoujo-shaped crater a few inches deep into it in the process.     "...Something...like that..." Hibiki groans from out behind it, fingers gripping deep into the claw. The only reason she wasn't blasted into unconsciousness on the spot is because she caught it before it fully slammed into her face-(actually more like everything)first. Her expression is as unsteady as her feet as she buckles forward a single step.     "I'm still trying to figure out what my 'justice' really is...but I think because of them, I'm getting a better idea. Helping people...I don't think that's a bad thing to want. Even if you just focus on the things you can reach. So as long as you're doing that...I think things will work out."     Hup. She hefts the claw and pulls back. "And since we gave out introductions...! My name is Tachibana Hibiki! We should talk more sometime!"     Toss. She puts all her strength into sending the claw back towards Kukuru, though it's hard to tell if it's actually meant to be an offensive action or if she's literally just giving it back to her with how sloppy tossing this thing around is. Regardless, after the fact, a golden light overtakes her body once again as her Symphogear vanishes into particles, replaced with her civilian clothes once again. The force behind the throw keeps carrying her forward onto her hands and knees, exhaustion and the scenery-smashing battle having finally caught up to her past the adrenaline.
Kukuru	There's the danger. Without those metal claws to interfere, Kukuru is lighter on her feet and faster than ever! Theoretically. In practice, she's still tired, and she doesn't have much room to evade even if she wanted to when Xion does... Is that some kind of weird human thing, too? She could sworn she's seen that before, albeit in a less fist-fighting scenario. Best not to underestimate it, then, if it's part of a human combat ritual or something. Bracing herself for impact, Kukuru focuses all of her energy on preemptive healing, mostly to make sure her head doesn't get crammed into her neck between Xion's supercharged fist from the sky and Hibiki's creative method of playing catch with one of her claws. On the plus side, her head doesn't go in that deep. There's some painful choking noises for the MASHIN PAUNCH, to be sure, and the claw coming in afterwards leaves Kukuru in a heap on the ground, but... Still alive! Barely. Enough to let out a sigh of relief when it looks like the Majima's fight is over, although she's not in any shape to get back up yet. At least she doesn't have to force her healing to run at full blast any more. With the fights officially over, she can just let them do thing thing far more efficiently, if slowly. "That was... Pretty cool. Everything hurts, and... Ngh. But it's fine. Everyone's gotten that outta their system now?" She staggers upwards slowly, brushing the claw off and putting it away somewhere...? And then she steps over towards Majima to see if his clothes need straightening out. "I'm here, so he'd be fine even if you killed him." She doesn't elaborate on what that even means, instead just grabbing onto her neck and pulling her head the other way. Another crack, and she groans again before looking over at Majima. "Drinks sound good. But... Only if they have non-alcoholic stuff, too." She gestures over at Hibiki and Xion with her head, not elaborating on that either. She definitely looks like she'll need a few drinks herself, though. Perhaps even five.
Xion	Xion's twin Bootleg Supra Bikki Arms fade in the dimming light of spent powers as the four medallions empowering her partial transformation lose their shine. With a sigh of relief, Xion nods and bows, hands tapping her knees with how low she gets. "Yes! Thanks for the, um, fight!" Rising, with offer of drinks, she nods. "Sure! Let's get Jarritos. Tamarind soda is great. Hibiki, do you like Tamarind?"
Hibiki Tachibana	"My arms feel like they're going to snap off..." Hibiki mutters while forcing herself off of them, and sort of-kind of onto her legs. Those are also sore.     "Eh? Drinks...? Well, that sounds like as good an excuse as any." She nods a few times, adjusting her coat and tilting her head at Xion.     "Tamarind...? I think I'll have to try it, but I trust your taste. And you'll have to tell me where you learned how to do all of /that/ stuff back there..."
Xion	Xion fans out the four medals which had almost faded Off-Screen by grabbing them by the keychain-tails and yanking them back. "Sure! X's Force Metal power for the charge-up, Mashin Chaser's Mashin Armor for the armor and the heavy punching power, and Shining Tiger's Ultimate Tiger Fist." One charm turns to dust rather than stick around. "And that one was Roxas - to cross over the power. He's two-in-one!" She inventories the jangly magic items after finishing her X-tra Navi. "Don't you have cool powers too? You and X do great stuff together!"
Hibiki Tachibana	After looking between each medal in turn, lingering on the last one as it bites the literal dust, Hibiki scratches at her cheek with a finger and a slight sway of her head.     "Well...I guess I do, but not the copying kind like you guys. I'm kind of jealous. Though seeing X swing around that giant fist based off me is pretty cool..."     She looks slightly upwards for a moment, as if remembering something fondly. Probably all the punching that occured not all that long ago...