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"Curse you! Curse you all! Curse you all for turning a blind eye to the sufferings of an innocent boy! Does it please you to have his blood on your hands by your own ignorance?! Then fine! Come at me! Kill a child! Kill someone from House Argenteolus! Be the gears in the Empire's automata that exchanges blood for magic! See how much your loyalty pays off once your blood is the next sacrifice for 'the Empire's sake'! Spineless cowards!"

In face of her impeding doom, Djedre clutches at a hint of unrestrained freedom. Realizing that cruel joke, there is no longer a reason to repress what she truly feels about a society where only spellcasters can find fulfillment.

The shattering of the bottle Susumu threw did little to change the tension in the air or distract the opposing gang. Mostly by virtue of landing on the ground halfway.

"Cool it for now, Shiraishi-kun. There's enough opportunity to learn the proper dance, promised."

A somewhat strong and definitely loud voice comes from the backrow of of the Hirose delinquents.

"OI, OI, OI! YER PULLIN' MY LEG, SOUBAN!"

The man belonging to that voice pushes forward and it was immediately apparent that he was the leader of these delinquents. First, he was a fit man with some noticable muscles under his uniform and visibly puts on a knuckle-duster as he approaches, a peculiar choice for someone who always has to expect to fight against more long-ranged weaponry like rods, boards, bats, trash cans, car tires, wooden boxes et cetera.
Second, only a leader would brandish a unique hairdo such as his.

"Yer promised me and my boys a good scuffle so yer can make up with the Tiger Bancho after yer pissed him off with yer 'Fuck the Bodyguards I have nerds!' declaration! And now yer pissin' on that peace offering? Crazy dawg yer are!"


"Crazy dawg indeed. And also a dead dawg! The Heavenly Bodyguards' gonna mess yer up real good if he hears this shit!"

Retaining his unimpressed facial expression, the Souban simply cracks his neck by shifting his head to the left and then the right before staring at Hashimoto.

"I know it's rather unusual, Hashimoto-san. Hence this not being a normal fight either. It's a vote-of-distrust fight."

The moment he mentioned these words, the Hirose delinquents lowered their weapons and fists, their faces in utter disbelief. And for good reason too, for a vote-of-distrust fight is issued when a gang no longer feels that a higher-ranked delinquent deserves to be on top of things. To stop abuse of the system, alongside the general honor- and pride-driven culture of delinquents in the area, the one who issues the challenge bets their entire territory on the fight. If the challenger wins, the delinquent gets demoted to a rank below the challenger. If the challenger loses, their territory is now part of the higher-up's realm.
In other words, the Souban just now issued a challenge where he could lose everything and win absolutely nothing, as Hashimoto is already below his rank. In fact, some rule-lawyers might even argue that in the case of the Souban winning, Hashimoto would get "demoted" to Bansho since that would be the rank below the challenger who is the Souban. It's a win-win for the Hirose gang no matter what.

"... Yer a wicked dawg, dawg. There's no way we wouldn't accept, right, boys?!"

The delinquents regain their cocky grins and start getting into a formation while shouting victory cries and some cackling like hyenas.

"Since I'm such a benevolent future Souban, yer have a fiver to whip yer nerds in shape. I don't want any of them to stain their panties when we lay on the beatdown, hurhurhurhurhur!"

Early Evening. The sun is barely visible behind the tall buildings surrounding a back alley near Kishibe Senior High. Throughout the decades, this back alley has become intrinsically tied to the history of said high school itself, being the place of many historic moments. Banshos swearing their loyalty to the first Souban this city ever had during the late 90s. The "4807" event of 2007 where not even riot police could break up the biggest spontaneous party happening in this back alley, lasting for an entire Friday and Saturday, with the Banchos hosting the party agreeing to clean up the alley on the Sunday after out of sheer respect for the place's history. The Purge of 2014 where the second Souban's gang directly attacked members of the Yakuza trying to use Kishibe delinquents as middle-men, resulting in them actually ceasing operations directly targeting Kishibe High. And, last but not least, the Double Coronation, where the Banchous swore loyalty to the third Souban, only to do the same thing again a year later with the fourth and current Souban, kickstarting the Golden Age of Delinquents.

One year later, this back alley becomes witness of a historic moment yet again. A handful of Kishibe students most wouldn't associate with the usual Yankii gangs are gathering here, in what many would consider a Yankii Sanctuary. Those are the downtrodden, the ones hit with tragedy, a thirst for vengeance, or simply bad luck, who wouldn't have become proper Kishibe delinquents under any other circumstance. But with the Souban having suddenly disbanded his Heavenly Bodyguards (consisting of six of the strongest Banchos in the area) a week ago and forming a new group, having rejected the established delinquents of Kishibe High but accepting said downtrodden students, fate dealt a new hand to them.

The new recruits start to gather in the back alley. Only the Souban hasn't appeared yet on time.

All players may post now!

I know it's late, but will you take anyone to be on some sort of waitlist?

There'll be no waitlist in the foreseeable future.
What might happen is that one or two players may drop at some point during the campaign. If it'll be two or even more, I'll do emergency applications. However, this is not guaranteed to happen and I obviously can't predict when it happens.

Your best bet would be lurking on the FEF Discord channel for either emergency applications happening here or generally keeping an eye out for new games opening up.

K-22, attack Guard B.

*insert It's The Final Countdown pun here*

Still waiting.

Still waiting on the spritework. I like the overall character, so would be a shame to not at least give it a consideration on Monday.

Still missing sprite and bio.

Still missing the bio.

A late arrival, but a good one. The only thing I have to critique is that you've taken two instances of bonus Crit for Personal Skills, which is a no-no. Fix that, prepare some sprites and you have a chance when I'm deciding on the line-up on Monday.

Evaluations are over. You have the weekend left to fix stuff before I'll pick the new Souban gang on Monday.

As the robed person reveals himself, the sudden fanboys start chanting and Keith does his bit, Yliss got a bit overwhelmed but quickly starts to enjoy this twist of events.

"Hey there, Orobas! And wow, you got a cheerleading squad now?"
"Must be nice, finally getting acknowledged as the queen bi..."

But her words get interrupted mid-sentence as a mighty pillar of flames erupted to her right, at a distance she instinctively knew was a distance she wouldn't like said fire to emerge...

"MOMO!"

She immediately sprints to the other side of the battlefield, throwing a fleeting "Step Aside" glare at Asuna as she passes her, and calmly switches her weapon as she looks towards Miria and Trish.

"Oh, don't worry. I know this is non-lethal. I know this is a show match. Nevertheless..."
"... you have three seconds to step aside or I'll give the crowd a show they'll never forget."

Move to I-8, equip Steel Blade, perform Leaf on the Wind.

"The show must go on... I agree with that."
"I will not disappoint you. But more importantly, I will look forward to it, Freddie."


After exchanging necessary infos, like club times, and ending the conversation, Kruger takes a leisure walk around the campus.