Scene #8211: I'm A...Kamen...Rider?

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Hibiki Tachibana	Like the Toku Stairwell and the stadium before now, continuing the trend that they've set, today's venue is a familiar place. Not necessarily one where Genm himself was fought in the past, but still the site of a fairly important Bugster battle for at least one person. It's a large, wide open construction area that's currently devoid of any workers or civilians... ...Completely chock full of PVC pipes. They're absolutely everywhere. Why are there so many pipes? What's being built here and why isn't it done after however long it's been? Those questions and many many more will go unsolved on this day. But the one that won't is: who's that Kamen Rider? The shadowy figure perched on top of a tall collection of the discarded and unused piping? The answer may...not surprise you. Of course, Genm wouldn't miss anyone parading a henshin device around as brand new. It's not like that's a crime in of itself - there's a /lot/ of those out there - but this one is...different. That's definitely the big and blocky shape of what could only be the Gamer Driver, right down to the huge side-pull lever on the front. It might be a crungled mess of sanded-down red and black, but that's a Gashat slot right there, and what's undeniably some form of Gashat to go with it. For quite a while before now, Hibiki wasn't exactly going out of her way to hide that she had it. There may or may not have been a resonant WOOP! WOOP! or two after an old lady was helped across the street. But now as evening begins falling, she's somewhere secluded, and by all appearances, completely alone. In other words, making herself an irresistable piece of bait. And apparently expecting something, judging from how she's holding the Driver in one hand, and the Gashat marked as POWERFUL EFFORT Y in the other.
Kuroto Dan	Genm's footsteps can be heard throughout the complex as he slowly and methodically walks through it, one foot in front of the other repeatedly, until he's finally in front of Hibiki. Unlike last time, he appears in a slightly less marketable state, as despite standing at normal human proportions, the black and purple armor that covers his body still invokes the image of a flagship gaming mascot, albeit a bit more menacing. "it's a grave sin to make a mockery of God. I hope you know that." Despite his best attempts to remain cool, it's apparent that he's clearly seething, given he articulates the word 'sin' with an extreme amount of venomous bite. "I'm not without mercy, however. Hand me the belt and tell me who did this, and you might actually get to walk away with your tail between your legs this time! It's the least I can do for someone as ungrateful as you!" At this point, Genm completely dropped his aloof act and begins speaking in an extremely , his arms now gesticulating in wide, almost comical motions before he menacingly points at Hibiki. As he calms down, he tilts his head to the side, pulling out a pair of Gashats that he dangles in front of himself from his fingers. Kasai Breathers and Uchinuku Fighting. The two Gashats the girl was most likely to care about. "Who knows? Maybe if you spend some additional time prostrating yourself in front of me for forgiveness, I'll let you keep this game you like so much. It may be trash I threw out in an afternoon, but I suppose it only makes sense that I'm talented enough to make such a beloved item when I'm not even trying."
Hibiki Tachibana	"I'm aware," Hibiki says flat and level to the mention of grave sins, seemingly accepting of that before she appends onto it, "...But you're not a god, Game Master. And I'm not gonna be grateful for you treating me as a 'beta tester'." Of course, no matter how hard she tries, she can't keep up the implacable and stoic 'waiting for challenger' act herself when Genm directly attacks a sore spot. The appearance of the two Gashats gets a twitch from her expression, and her brows both furrow downwards as she glances at them, and then Genm's mask. However, just as you'd expect, there's not even a split second where the offer is considered. "If you really want to know who's responsible, I think you'll find out soon enough. But if you ask me, he's a whole lot better at this than you are. You don't handle people making fun of you that well, huh? Even though you're so confident in that immortality of yours." After that targeted verbal jab, she claps the Driver to her waist with a fairly satisfying 'thunk' as it loops itself around her waist, and pries open the lever. The sunglasses-wearing hyperreal smiley face dubbed GAMING DAVID becomes visible. "...So let's put it to the test. This craftsmanship against yours. Today, I'm gonna show you that you're not as invincible as you think you are!" The Gashat is raised up, and slammed down into the device with a robotic, flat call of GAS. HAT. WOOP! WOOP! What in the world was this thing's vocalizer ripped from? BE CAREFUL. I AM THREATENING TO WIN. MATERIAL. WORTH SIX POINTS. WOOP! WOOP! An utterly glitchy mess that would make Action Master 52 jealous spreads out from within, right down to the incomprehensible select screen that emerges to crash back over her, cladding her in...in what, exactly? This suit is several shades of...wrong. Despite clearly being modeled after the king in chess, the black and white checkerboard coloring all over it doesn't fit at all with the completely edged-up red-and-black transformation device. The same kind of cross that would top off a traditional piece isn't blended into the design at all; it's obnoxiously sticking off of not only the top of the helmet, but also both of the oversized shoulder pads as if the point really needed to be hammered in. The cape attached to them would almost look sort of regal otherwise. But only almost. Even that huge, bulky collar flared out at the top looks like it's trying too hard to emulate its inspiration, leaving the noticeably too big eyes plastered onto its mask to barely peer over it. And why does it have so many spiky and angular bits? It doesn't fit the design sense of the other Gamer Driver Riders at all! Naturally, because this isn't a Gamer Driver. It's the GAMING DAVID. "Nowhere /close/ to it!" Even her voice has some of that garbled mechanical-ness to it as she simply steps in to deliver a forceful blow straight to Genm's chest. Regardless of how it looks, that's definitely some power.
Rubi-Kan Vagrants	Out from behind a concrete pillar strides a man in a red crop top and black leather, popped-collar longcoat. As sunlight glints from his mirrored wraparounds, a wave of encroaching blue energy replaces his white tights with steadily building, rust-colored leather. "God, huh? You must already know who I am, then," says the space elf, before his face is enveloped by a sleek metal helmet. The hackerman-turned-wasteland warrior wields two massive, blocky submachine guns, one for each hand. There is no way this twink should be able to hold them as easily as he does. "Omniscience and all that, right?" His tone drips with sarcasm "So you also know I got a bone to pick with you over a few things. Hence," he says, gesturing to Hibiki in POWERFUL EFFORT Y, "The blasphemy." His voice vocoded by the helmet, Phreak tilts his head back. "The name's Phreak. That little knockoff there's my work. And with my help, my buddy there's gonna use it to knock your block off, you goddamn giamoke." Phreak takes off, a rust-colored blur. Both bulky SMGs are leveled at Genm, two streams of lead forming a double helix aimed at the dark rider's legs on a blistering hit-and-run.
Kuroto Dan	Hibiki's chest strike hits true, followed by Phreak's blast. Unfortunately for both of them, despite the Rider's loose grip on the Gashats he was holding, he doesn't drop them, even as he's sent flying back and into a pile of pipes. Though he's now completely obscured by the convienently placed tubes, the actions he takes next are pretty apparent, given that his belt is more than happy to announce them in its usual disgusting guttural tone. BUGGLE UP! DANGER! DANGER! GENOCIDE! DEATH THE CRISIS! DANGEROUS ZOMBIE! There's a dark miasma that begins seeping through the displaced pipes, before the newly transformed Genm emerges from them, dusting himself off and popping his neck and shoulder back into place as he looks at the two through his cracked visor. "Craftsmanship? You call scribbling your own names on my genius work with your feces 'craftsmanship' and then expect me to want to talk!? I'd laugh at your naivety if I didn't find it disgusting!" Rushing towards Hibiki, Genm opens up what's clearly some sort of game selection screen, swiping it quickly before slapping away one of the choices as a bow suddenly appears in front of him. Gashacon Sparrow! He grasps it firmly, splitting it in two to form of pair of kamas that he immediately brings them down on Hibiki, one blade followed quickly by another as they aim to dig into her torso. It's one on two though, and the Dark Rider is clearly at a slight disadvantage. Or at least, it seemed that way at first. Another Genm (Literally another Genm, not Another Genm) sprouts up from the very same cylinder mound he came from, Gashacon Sparrow already in hand as it also rushes towards Hibiki. Rather than attack the bootleg Rider, however, it uses the currently attacking Genm as a springboard, stepping on his back and up his shoulders before jumping up and taking aim at Phreak. The bow doesn't have a string, so the Genm Doppleganger is just free to fire a flurry of shots at the Fixer one handed before landing.
Hamada Haru	"Sin is defined by charlatans who think they know God, not by God itself. 'It is a grave sin' -- to say so at all is to admit an absence of divinity," says a voice from one side. Dynamic Era steps through the wall like a cloud passing through a building, a buzz of mechanical locusts surrounding him as he broadly re-solidifies at Hibiki's back. He gestures to the side, one hand opening as if to fan the air. The buzz of the locusts fill the construction site, unceremoniously finishing the overall building and topping it with a garish GAMING DAVID in gold and red that strongly resembles yesteryear's more ugly-looking Gamesharks. It's not quite the style of the actual Gaming David, but it's close enough and gets the message across. For a moment he raises his transteam gun as if to enter the fight-- but then stops, and shakes his head. "Ah, well-- I'm not jumping in on this. I think it'll make this guy more mad if I just do this much. Good luck." And like a fog bank sweeping out, he steps through the wall again and is PROBABLY gone. In actuality he is more than likely making certain that Hibiki doesn't get beaten to death from some appropriately ominous adjacent rooftop. At any rate, no one can say he didn't learn anything from Phreak.
Rubi-Kan Vagrants	>You call scribbling your own names on my genius work with your feces 'craftsmanship' and then expect me to want to talk!? I'd laugh at your naivety if I didn't find it disgusting! "If anything, it's an improvement, guy. You don't have to say anything--we all know it." As Phreak had advised Hibiki--the key to annoying someone is to keep the bit up until it starts to annoy you. He's not there yet, but the meter is building. Inside the helmet, Phreak's face is illuminated by the glow of internals. Among them is a command prompt navigated with micromovements of the eyes and mental commands; a standin for his usual AR keyboard setup. Hibiki's field of vision is colonized ever so slightly by that familiar bootleg startup screen--the cracked medical software known as 'Dr. Hack 'n Quack.' His speed sees him reaching the pipe before it's fully gone, boots finding purchase along the side to carry him up. When the other Genm springboards off of the original, he and Phreak end up making a trade in midair. Shots from the Sparrow slam into him--but he twists nimbly in midair following the first salvo, narrowly avoiding the others as the two of them descend, and still managing to return fire despite the speed of his aerobatics. His feet touch solid ground again, and he's a blur once more, on top of a chainlink fence and running along it in seconds. "You see my guy back there? I know you did. I got a whole catalog I'm workin' on," says Phreak, aiming one gun at the Genm copy and another higher up. "Selling like hotcakes." One gun fires a seemingly wild burst at the other Genm. "Maybe I'll give you a little walkin' around money," he says, as he squeezes the other trigger before the fence runs out and he leaps. "Get yourself something nice. Like a back brace." The other gun had been aimed at a metal cable supporting a large concrete tube, which promptly crashes to the earth, threatening to strike the duplicate Genm.
Hibiki Tachibana	Genm comes rushing back in, and the holder of POWERFUL EFFORT Y is ready for it. One half of the Gashacon Sparrow comes down - and a hand raises up to grab the black Kamen Rider by the wrist, stopping it from digging any deeper than a slight gash. The exact same happens to the other, and it puts them in a brief stalemate as Hibiki holds back the two weapons. As if on cue, the Driver chooses now to sputter out a call of BAD. MOVE. Her grip tightens as the second Genm leaps off the first, but she'll trust Phreak to handle himself while she stares mask-to-mask at her opponent. "I'm not expecting you to talk," she states plainly, through the mechanical speechifier of the suit. "I wouldn't expect you to even if I actually did 'prostrate for forgiveness'. But what I /am/ expecting...!" Her voice picks up, at the same time she just barely glances over her shoulder towards Dynamic Era. You can't see it, but you can probably feel her grinning. The smallest of nods is given at his departure, and she makes sure to hold Genm in place for another moment, just to ensure he gets a good long look at what's behind her. Before she faces forward again, and her grip grows in strength. This suit might look like a cheap ripoff, but there's no doubt that she's a genuine Kamen Rider right now. "...Is for this 'craftsmanship' to leave yours in the dust!" Hibiki abruptly throws both arms out to the side - and uses the opening to throw a gutpunch straight into Genm's midriff. Right behind it is another one by the same fist, and another, and another. Showers of toku sparks are all but guaranteed, and each one is potent enough to start forcing him to lose ground. Almost like she's /intentionally/ trying to beat what this 'bootleg' can do into him by force. "If your work is so genius, you should be able to take the both of us down without breaking a sweat! You've already beaten me once, and I'm not even using my Symphogear this time! Can you do it again?" The flurry of repeat punches ends, just for her other hand to finally rear back and finish it off with a haymaker intended to entirely floor Genm.
Kuroto Dan	The flurry of punches from Hibiki connect with Genm, sending him flying back once more, while the pipe that Phreak shot down effectively splats the duplicate. Sadly, and a very familiar sight for the Symphogear user, there's a dark miasma that emanates from their lifeless bodies as they bend and contort back into a standing position. What's new, however, is that the two Genm's have become four, a new copy of the Rider now standing next to each of the Genms. "Shut up! All of you just shut up! I'm tired of your prattling!" The real Genm cups his face with one hand in frustration, leaning forward a bit now as he continues to rant. "You want to tell me how my divine right works? You want to sell your unauthorized drivel to the masses and sully my reputation? No! I'm not losing to a bunch of worms who know less than nothing! You're all nothing but fodder to my Level X!" Almost immediately, the four Genm split up. One of the copies flips over Hibiki, its arms looping under the bootleg rider's armpits as it attempts to hold her in a full nelson long enough for the real Genm to deliver a darkness steeped kick right in the Gaming David. The other two Genm are a lot more reckless and feral, throwing seemingly random punches and kicks at Phreak as they attempt to pressure him into fighting in close range, though despite the chaos in their attacks, it seems to be actually organized, especially when they start doing things like grabbing hold of each other and swinging themselves around as impromtu weapons.
Hibiki Tachibana	Looks like Phreak had a point; getting under someone's skin isn't too hard when you use that sort of technique. Although when you do that, you need to prepare for the clapback, and Hibiki has a bad feeling of what's about to come as Genm rises back up in even greater numbers than before. As he rants and raves, she tenses up in preparation... But the onslaught is immense, and there's no calling out the black Rider's move as bad this time, as the double-sided attack keeps her still long enough for a clean hit. "Gah...!" The relentless dropkick impacts the GAMING DAVID, and a large shower of sparks accompanies the force breaking through to the rest of her body and sending her flying. Her back slams into the collection of pipes she had been standing on previously, and a deafening loud clattering fills the area as the whole lot of them go tumbling down. However, she's taking a knee and pushing to her feet once more before too long, a hand on the henshin device. "That Level X you're so confident in..." Her voice is notably strained as she shakes off the pain from the heavy hit, but also no less steady, other than when it shifts into a tone modeled after Genm's calm one. "...'Dangerous Zombie has no limits'. So why are you acting like you're desperate not to lose, Kamen Rider Genm!?" The Rider clad in POWERFUL EFFORT Y actually reaches down to grip onto one of the PVC pipes littered around, and gives it a heavy push forward to send it rolling full-speed towards her pair of Genm's! Without some timely acrobatics or getting out of the way, they're both going to be bowled over like pins. However... That's just a feint. The King-themed bootleg is sprinting right behind it, going to clothesline the first Genm right after they respond to that - and then keep on going to shoulder tackle the other! "You're trying pretty hard for a /god/!"
Rubi-Kan Vagrants	There it is, like clockwork--the moment the bit started to annoy Phreak is when it pushed this Genm guy over the edge. Two have become four--so Phreak matches Genm in obnoxious strategies, by running another program on Hibiki. The vaunted 'Gridspace Freedom' confers a measure of Phreak's unfair speed to her--not in time to get her out of the grapple, but enough to make some plays happen once she's gotten loose. He's far from out of the woods himself, as when he finds solid footing on an open-air section of in-progress skyscraper, Phreak is faced down by two Genms. Proximity warnings flash on his HUD, while portions of his armor simultaneously give tactile cues for suggested maneuvers and speed up his responses with integrated servos. They've put him on the defensive, for sure--the exchange between them is characterized by agile handsprings, weaves and rolls to get clear of those wild swings. He even leaps clean over the two of them at one point--but he hadn't expected one Genm to use the other as an improvised weapon. He's struck in the chest, sent flying, bruised skin and cracked ribs mending under constant care from nanites as he crashes through a temporary plywood facade. His landing is a nimble lateral roll, quickly bringing him up to a knee. Finger-sized bullets rip through a makeshift catwalk in the path of both Genms, Phreak intending to either send the both of them plummeting to the floor below or force them into leaping. One gun trained on each of them, tracking their response to his devious play, he looses a burst for each, then releases the huge detachable mags jutting from the top of each gun, flicking them aside and sending them tumbling to the earth. In a dexterous display, the guns are tossed one at a time into the air, landing upside-down to click perfectly upon two new mags, whereupon he expertly spins them 'round to hold each by the rear grip once more. "Maybe you won't," admits the fixer. Laughingly, "But I guarantee you're gonna have one fuck of a time tracking down those bootlegs, God." There's only two--and of them, only one that's the genuine article. But does Dan need to know that? Not at all.
Kuroto Dan	"Your ignorance is annoying! Of course I'm going to try! If you don't put effort into squashing bugs, more will just show up. I'm not repeating the same mistake twice!" The pipe feint and clothesline completely flatten the two Genm, leaving them lying on the ground unmoving, while the SMG fire causes sparks to fly from the other two's armor as they suddenly fall down and explode in a cloud of pyrotechnics. Like clockwork, however, a very familiar scene now plays out. The four Genm groan as whatever unnatural power fuels them pulls them back up to their feet, and they once again double in number as the dark mist that covers them splits off from their body to create new copies. "As for your bootlegs, they'll be easy enough to deal with! I won't even have to lift a finger, you'll see! When you place genuine art next to a crayon drawing, it's only natural people will flock to the real thing!" He screeches his proclamation as the Genm collective splits up once again, though this time not evenly like before. Seven copies chase after the Bootleg Rider, while the real one goes after Phreak himself. Much like when they attacked the fixer, the clones appear to attack in a ghoulish manner, flailing wildly with punches and clawing like motions as they surround the girl in an attempt to box her in. Of course, the chaotic nature of their assault betrays their actual teamwork, as they also partake in a bit of teamwork by grabbing each other by the arms and swinging themselves around and using each other to tank potential counter attacks. The Real Genm, meanwhile, shoots at Phreak with his Gashacon Sparrow as he gets back into the appropriate range for a karate bugman of darkness, once again splitting the weapon apart with a mighty ZU PAN! as he swipes two energizes blades across the air, aiming to catch the speedster with the broad strokes of his attack. He's not done yet, however, as he pulls out the Kasai Breathers gashat. He aggressively loads the game into a slot in one of the two kamas he's holding, the device shouting the word Gashat! as the complex is now filled with a weird cacophony of charging noises and a loop of the hoot and hollering of "It Takes Two". Rather than use it on Phreak however, the Real Genm tosses the weapon at the group currently attacking Hibiki. One of the further away dopplegangers catches it, before tossing it at the one currently attacking the Symphogear User. Kimewaza! KASAI CRITICAL FINISH! The fake Genm pushes down on the button, and immediately the two blades glow with pixelated fire and ice energy, which are immediately launched at Hibiki's lower torso from point blank range as they're swung at her.
Rubi-Kan Vagrants	Hibiki wasn't kidding--this guy really is a control freak. As she's swarmed by multiple Genms, the healing software pulses, countless nanites adapting themselves to specialized purposes--neutralizing lactic acid to keep her from feeling fatigue, mending fractures, reverting contusions and bruises. Though its frequency leaves a little to be desired (perhaps to be expected of illegally frankensteined triage software), its effectiveness certainly doesn't. The karate bugman may be surprised to find out that, when forced into close range, Phreak is no less comfortable. Having leaped down to the floor below to follow the dark rider, he tucks and rolls, coming up in time to catch one of those broad swipes across the head. Genm can hear a satisfying impact against the metal helmet and a grunt of pain from Phreak--even as he funnels the momentum into a sideways cartwheel to narrowly avoid the second. As he comes back up, he retaliates, not with gunfire but with a surprise underhand club of one of those blocky SMGs, aimed at the underside of the rider's jaw. The other promptly follows, Phreak twisting to crack it laterally across Genm's temple. For such a lithe guy, Phreak is deceptively strong. Not as strong as his friend the big green idiot, but certainly stronger than he looks. Putting his blinding speed to use along with his strength, he surges forward to shoulder-check the rider, before leveling both guns for a quick five-round burst from each.
Hibiki Tachibana	Every last Genm rises back from the 'dead' like zombies, and by this point, Hibiki isn't surprised at all. The really worrying part is that four has become eight, and this just got a whole lot harder. However, she's nowhere close to giving in, even with the vast majority of them coming her way. Even minus her Symphogear and in this bulky (but effective) suit, she still has the training to fend off the swarm as they surround her. "The same mistake--twice, huh...?" She grunts as she deflects one Genm's blow aside, then just barely manages to block another while stepping back to try and get distance. With Phreak's 'Gridspace Freedom', she has the speed necessary to mostly stay clear, with plenty of wonky looking movements to accompany it. It looks like she's not going relent on getting under his skin any time soon. "I didn't think gods were able to make mistakes! Just how many of those do you think you've made up until now!?" At least one thing that isn't on that list is the surprise strike, as the channeled dual energies of the Gashat strike her cleanly despite her attempts to cross her arms in front of herself, before there's a rather overly dramatic explosion that momentarily hides her away from view. It'd be easy to think that the power of a finishing blow took her out on the spot there. Until... YOU ARE IN DANGER. LAST MOVE. WOOP! WOOP! Another garbled call of what might be whatever the hell the Gaming David's equivalent to a Critical Finish is, though as the smoke begins clearing up...nothing seems to be terribly different other than the fact she's a little less stable on her feet, which Phreak's work is helping with, and she has an arm raised up overhead. Is that a shadow over the horde of Genm's? It is, with the object responsible being a glitchy-looking chess piece hanging high overhead, although from directly below, that's a little hard to tell. And it'll continue being hard to tell, as she swings an arm down to send it crashing down to attempt to flatten the entire lot of them, before it also explodes with even more obvious CGI than normal. KING ME.
Kuroto Dan	The Genm's are comically crushed under the massive chess piece, exploding with the usual Tokusatsu flair as is expected when someone is hit with a finisher, even as bootleg as this one is. The real Genm, meanwhile, actually does not get downed from Phreak's MSG fire, though he is caught off guard, frantically guarding his center of mass from the hail of bullets. "When you play with a game board as big as I do, bugs will always pop up. My only mistake right now is that I didn't bury you when I had the chance!" Sadly, once again and what's beginning to feel like what will go on forever, the crushed dopplegangers are forcefully brought back up to their feet, and once again split, now creating fourteen copies. They waste no time, as one of the many Genm pounds the B button on their Driver, the device aggressively shouting the words CRITICAL DEAD! as a puddle of dark CGI goop begins pooling underneath Hibiki's feet and spreading. Eventually, shadowy zombies begin rising from the ground where she's standing, holding on to her ankles as they begin pulling themselves up and holding her in place. The other Genm capitalize on this by executing their own finishers, all pressing the A button on their Drives as the words CRITICAL END! repeatedly overlap each other. They all jump into the air, turning into what are effectively human buzzsaws as they home in on the Bootleg Driver, delivering energized kicks from practically every angle before the zombies that were holding her down explode. The copies are, understandably, also caught in the explosion, but as it has been established, they probably don't care (or are capable of caring.) On the other end, the Real Genm is surprisingly not eating the CGI budget, but instead opts to simply rush Phreak down again. The Fixer may be comfortable in melee range, but for a genius like him, this is where he thrives. He grabs him by the shoulder, bringing the Opifex close before simply headbutting him with his helmeted head. Once. Twice. Thrice. Genm just repeatedly does it, all the while running him across the room until they eventually hit a wall. It's only then that Genm finally lets go, but not before kicking Phreak straight in the gut as he attempts to embed his body into the concrete structure.
Rubi-Kan Vagrants	"So what's your damage, huh?" One headbutt juked, a second--the fact that this man went for a third takes him off guard, his attempted backshuffle turned into an awkward backwards scramble. "You grow up poor? Different? Daddy issues?" Internally, he cringes at the projection--but it's a necessary evil. A slippery opponent even without it, the Apocalypse Leather armor pushes him over the rubicon into truly toxic to fight--especially with his little affectations of circus acrobat 'hup hup hey' thrown in here and there. Nevertheless, Genm is able to corral him into a corner, back pressed against a concrete support column. When his back hits the wall, Phreak's command prompt interface is suddenly awash in inputs. Genm's foot crashes straight through Phreak's abdomen. That is to say, it crashes through a faceless, blue wireframe construct. Much like Genm, Phreak is an obnoxious cheater. The pseudomatter is easily crushed, but the fixer himself seems undaunted by the gaping hole in his chest. "Here's a tip," offers Phreak, jumping into the air. Genm's foot tears the wireframe body down the middle, but it repairs itself as Phreak is freed, allowing him to press against the pillar cratered by the rider with both guns, and use his full strength for a brutish drop-kick. "Get over it," he says, dipping into his deepest well of toxicity, before charging after him to somersault and vault into the air. Sailing overhead, the blue polygon man levels both guns, very much still real. One points down, trigger held over Genm for a secnd and change, spewing an oppressive stream of those outsized bullets. The other is straight ahead--at the valve of a pressurized gas tank overturned by the rider's violent kick. With a hiss, it jets across the unfinished floor towards Genm, a cone of burning gas brightly lanced behind it.
Hibiki Tachibana	Even more of them than before...! And this time, they're using the same trick she's seen the true Genm use before. Recognizing it and being ready for it doesn't mean something won't work though, as getting swarmed and held in place by a whole crowd isn't easy to shake off. "...!" And given what Xion said once before, and how these copies have been fighting...as the actual copy Genm's leap up and prepare to unleash their finishers, Hibiki fights against the hold to try and reposition, to minimize the damage to the Gaming David(tm). It's not entirely successful. But it's enough that Phreak's craftsmanship and her own stubbornness manage to weather through thirteen high-powered attacks chained after one another, even if she and they all promptly explode at the very end. By the time the dust clears this time, she's taken to a knee and is huffing for breath through her mask, while the crowd of copy Kamen Riders will inevitably be in the middle of reforming at twice the numbers once again. "And...you still...haven't managed it, Genm. You sure that game board you've made isn't /too/ big for you? You should have thought twice about what'd happen, since I'm far from the only 'bug'!" This time, she takes the initative - as one of the 'zombie' Genm's is in the process of crungling back into standing up, she grips onto it by the arm and promptly hurls it into another. "There's Phreak right there--" Another one is given a jumping kick to floor it again. "And Xion--" One almost back up is given a one-two-three of punches to knock it down again. "Kamen Riders--" And an extremely unfortunate one is yanked by the leg and swung around as a human (undead) weapon to blow back over several at once. "--And plenty of others!" "...But you can't even get rid of /one/. You might be immortal, but you're not all-powerful. And no matter what you say, even you know that, don't you?" After exhaling roughly, she just flat-out dropkicks the nearest one to send them tumbling into more.
Kuroto Dan	"Everything is under control, you don't give up the moment some brats start messing up your work!" Thirteen become twenty-six, plus the additional one that wasn't caught in the explosion and the real one makes twenty-eight. The pipe warehouse might be big, but it's starting to become noticeably more cramped with just how many Genm there are. You'd think he'd stop, there's more than enough of him already, but he doesn't. He might not be able to, with just how much he's seething. Hibiki's attempt to bowl them over seems to only half work, a few are knocked down, but ultimately the sheer volume of Dangerous Zombies are enough to catch the flung one and stop their trajectory, while the others pick themselves up. They don't hesitate to counter attack either, all lunging at Hibiki as they all desperately try to grab hold of her armor and belt and rip it off. Unlike before, there's not even an attempt to coordinate, they're all fighting over each other to get at her, pushing and shoving each other out of the way all just in an attempt to reach her. "My damage is you, and I'll get over it once I've removed you from my game!" Genm continues to speak, even as he's pelted with bullets and smacked with pressurized gas tank, skidding across the floor violently before he stops himself by sinking his fingers into the tiles below, creating an irritating scratching noise as he does. He slowly picks himself back up, now visibly heaving as it becomes apparently clear he's reaching some sort of limit, assumedly stamina wise, given his undying body. He opens his virtual weapon wheel once again, slapping away one of the displays as a weird toyetic sword appears before him. He grabs the hilt firmly, and immediately loads another Gashat into the weapon like before. UCHINUKU CRITICAL FINISH! The sword glows with a vibrant orange pixel effect, which is immediately fired at Phreak's weird data body in a large crescent wave. He then immediately tosses the weapon to the group of Genm's that are currently assaulting Hibiki. After a fight of who gets it, one manages to firmly claim it, switching the sword to a hammer with a loud BA KON! before bringing the weapon down and swinging it upward, uppercutting Hibiki straight in the jaw.
Rubi-Kan Vagrants	Phreak winces from the sound of claws on tile, though his expressionless wireframe face does little to convey it. Landing opposite the dark rider, he wheels around just in time to see the large crescent of energy headed his way. Spitting a swear under his breath, he dips into a backflip to try and avoid it, feet planting against a mesh locker and springing forcefully off, knocking tools free of the shelves. There's no close shave to be had here, however--the wide attack cuts through his torso, and the agile speedster's landing betrays, through its stark lack of grace, that his unusual defense was overcome. A frustrated grunt escapes him as he forcefully impacts the floor, back on his feet with an agile kip-up. "Guess you're not getting over it, then." The large hole in his digital body mends itself, shortly before he returns to his physical form. Before his feet hit the ground, a hoverboard sporting a powerful turbine appears beneath them. Phreak races towards Genm, burning through the last of his ammunition in each gun while tracing a high-speed figure eight above and around him. Legs bent at the knees for blistering 720, he releases both spent detachable mags to make blunt projectiles of them, before gunning the board to grind the furiously spinning blades against the dark rider.
Hibiki Tachibana	Truthfully, it's not like there was much to expect from throwing hands with just a few zombies. Slow them down for a moment maybe, but getting swarmed was simply inevitable. It's the best she can do to prepare to hold off the horde, as one would do if they were playing the actual Dangerous Zombie game. There's a /lot/ of them, though. But all the same, even as many break through her guard to start ripping and tearing away at the POWERFUL EFFORT Y suit, with a burst of sparks accompanying every clawing - just as many are forced back, mainly the ones that are lurching for the Driver. It seems she truly has caught on to their focus, and is intent on making things as hard and difficult as possible. The part that she didn't quite see coming was another weapon swap; the sword-turned-hammer glowing with Uchinuku Fighting's power crashes into her head-on, and she goes off her feet and flying back through the crowd. And once again, she remains floored for only a second before she begins rising again, albeit far shakier than the last time as mounting damage begins adding up. "Hah...hah...this sure doesn't look like it's under control...to me. You're fighting against more than just us, aren't you?" Her tone implies that she doesn't mean that in the physical sense. "But no matter how much you call yourself 'god'...you're definitely not going to beat it like this!" She pulls out her own Gashat from where it's still been sitting in the repurposed Kimewaza slot, just to pound it back in there again. YOU ARE IN DANGER. LAST MOVE. WOOP! WOOP! Rather than the massive chess piece flattening this time, her right leg is covered in a mix of black and white energy - which she puts to use after sprinting back forward into the fray, twisting her body into a snap-kick towards one Genm clone. The bootleg Rider Kick leaves a split-second impression of a chess piece before the force carries through to try and punt it straight up towards the actual Genm, as a living(?) projectile. She immediately transitions into a spin to do the very same to the next one. And the next one, and the next one, and the next one. She's using them all as ammunition to launch back at the real Genm, one after another, and each kick coming faster than the last one! The one still holding the hammer gets an /especially/ rough roundhouse to the everything.
Kuroto Dan	Phreak does a sick grind trick on the real Genm, and he just sort of takes it, weathering it out until it finally stops. His body remains motionless for a bit, but it doesn't take long before he's pulled back to his feet through the power of Dangerous Zombie. He's eerily silent, pressing the B button on his Driver in quiet anger. CRITICAL DEAD! The same pool of dark sludge that had hit Hibiki previously now spawns underneath the Fixer, shadowy hands holding his hoverboard in place as they slowly climb up and all over him. They try clawing away at his armor and helmet, glowing red as they do so before exploding violently in a cloud of rancid purple smoke. Hibiki's kick, meanwhile, seems to have worked at eliminating some of the Genm clones, or at the very least, they don't all get back up. One does, however, hobble back up, and immediately slams the A button on their Driver. CRITICAL END! It run up to close the distance between them a bit, before jumping up in the air. Rather than spinning like a buzzsaw this time, it delivers a flying side kick, its foot steeped in purple energy as it lands its blow directly against Hibiki's bootleg Driver.
Rubi-Kan Vagrants	The hoverboard is held. Phreak nearly flies off of it for his speed, were it not for the shadowed hands also grasping him. Held down, unable to reload, his armor is torn, scratched through, helmet ripped off to reveal his scowling face. Post explosion, Phreak is hurled from the spot, hoverboard stored away in his nanite cloud. He takes a brutal three-story fall, broken only by flimsy scaffolding that bends from the impact. The trouble with playing to a bit too long is that it can become real if one isn't careful. "Not bad, fucko," he calls up to Genm, spitting blood spitefully as his fingers race across an AR keyboard only visible to him. "Can't help but notice how hard my little crayon drawing sweat you." Definitely not coping and seething, he first messages Haru to come and get Hibiki, then begins working on writing a local fork of the Grid to shunt himself to and escape. "You're gonna have a lot of fun getting rid of 'em when they come after you in twos and threes like you did with us, I'll tell you that." Having made his salty 'it took all of you to kill me' comment, Phreak appends it with the most pathetically spiteful thing he could do--extending a middle finger with one hand, and hitting the Enter key with the other, his body disappearing into a temporary virtual dimension to escape.
Hibiki Tachibana	After the extended fight that's thoroughly messed up the construction area, and unleashing repeat finisher strikes, Hibiki isn't able to get out of the way of the final Critical End coming for her in time. Despite her best efforts to block it, the grossnasty attack manages to kick straight into her body Driver-first, and both sparks and bolts of electricity fly as she's sent flying back and away into the closest wall. After a moment of being half-embedded in it, she slides down as the Gaming David gives an extra-mungled callout of GAME FINISH. And in a flash, the transformation cancels, leaving her recollecting her breath on a knee and resting a hand on the still-crackling machinery. "Hah...hah...you really are pretty strong, Genm...I'm kind of surprised you had to do all of that just to take us down..." She's definitely still being grating on purpose, but as she tilts her head up and narrows her eyes, there's a little bit more of a genuine tone in her voice. "...I meant what I said. Whatever you're fighting against, you're never gonna beat it like this. Sorry, but I'm gonna be keeping this for a little longer." The GAMING DAVID is detached and held up. "...And you can keep those Gashats." Whether she means 'for now' or has seemingly stopped being bothered by Genm having them is left up to whatever he makes of it (and probably whatever will make him madder), as she staggers back up to her feet and allows Dynamic Era waiting in the wings to whisk her away.
Kuroto Dan	As they retreat, Genm just lets out what is assumedly a triumphant laugh, forcing the air out of his lungs in such a way that it sounds both forced and gross. He can track them down, it shouldn't be too hard. For all their talk, it's clear who still won. Everything he did was part of the gashat HE designed. Complaining that he played it both correctly and within its scope is like crying like a mewling child who doesn't understand the concept of blocking in a fighting game. He takes a step, and his clones follow, but almost immediately after his foot touches the ground, he trips and collapses forward, and the army he had amassed dissipates. His body is immortal, but he's still bound by the natural limits of his human stamina. Genm lets out a growl of impotent rage as he slams his fist on the tiled floor, sending cracks throughout it with his strength. He lays there for a while, collecting himself and having since turned to his back, stewing in his anger as he stares up at the ceiling. It's a view that's eventually cut off as a man comes to greet him, waving a hand covered by a pink sleeve in front of his face as he cheerily begins to speak. "Wow! Looks like you had quite the fight. Kind of wish you had sent me instead, I bet those two would have truly gotten my heart to dance!" Whoever they are, they seem friendly to Genm, as they now bend down to pick him up, leaning the tired Rider against their shoulder as they prepare to walk out. Genm is unresponsive, but despite his face being masked, it's quite clear that he's annoyed. "Well. We can't have you get caught here, can we? How about you leave them to me next time and finish your game, yeah? Pretty sure that was the agreement we had anyway." The mysterious man continues to talk in a chipper tune as he makes his exit with Genm, but as he finishes the last of his sentence, there's a weird, almost menacing undertone to the way he says it.