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« on: October 09, 2016, 05:03:02 am »
>Let me out already! These fuckers are going to kill you if you don't. And you know which one of us can fight.<
>....fine. But....you remember our rules, right?<
>Fine, I won't fuck around too much. Killjoy. What makes you think you can cure me anyway?<
>I'm sure they might be able to remove you somehow.<
>Optimistic. I always hated that. Oh well, move aside, kid.<
Ryuto suddenly produces a taser from his pocket, breathing in deeply as he closes his eyes. He awkwardly looks around at everyone, looking as sheepish as anyone could as he steps away from everyone to allow himself space.
"I'm...uh.....really sorry about this."
With a sharp intake of breath, he sticks the taser into his neck, the electrical charge coursing through his body and rendering him limp for a few moments. Ryuto's form staggers around briefly, almost falling over. He shudders, jittering from the electric shock, almost seeming like a puppet with cut strings. His eyes are only half-open, the milky whites of his eyes barely visible between him being hunched over and his jittering.
Then a massive burst of steam issues from his body, obscuring all vision on him as the Beast Cells that comprise his body expand and toughen, muscles and skin expanding and hardening to accommodate his newly augmented structure. The heat caused by this rapid change had evaporated all water in the air around him and on his skin, causing a burst of heat that would knock anyone too close to Ryuto backwards. Luckily, he had bought clothes that could withstand transformation- lest he end up being naked every time he needed to fight.
As the steam begins to vanish, and anyone were to look through the the mist, one would see a massive, hulking creature, far taller than the boy who had entered, rippling muscles barely held in by the clothes he wore before transforming, with droplets of sweat and water vapour from the air sizzling as the remains of the energy used to transform fade away. A glowing green eye flickers through the fog.
The mist fades, as Tatsuya Ogami's vivid green eyes peer through the fading mist and his messy hair dries off the last of the steam. He cracks his knuckles, flashing a violent grin that had too many teeth, too sharp to be human. Indeed, though he was of human shape and appearance, something seemed.....off about him. Very, very off, as if someone had attempted to create a human with knowledge only from masks, caricatures and cartoons. It wasn't as if he looked any different, but somehow he wasn't right.
"Guess who's baaaaaack! It's playtime, ladies and gentlemen! Time for the real show to begin!", he utters in a psychopathic, guttural voice; nothing like the soft, kind voice and register that Ryuto used.
With that, he pounced off, his body poised like a predator on the hunt, a bloodthirsty gleam in his emerald eyes and a bestial snarl issuing from his throat. He had his first target already, after all.
Shame he couldn't just kill her. No, Ryuto insisted on non-lethal takedowns, no matter what, no exceptions ever.
Of course he would, but it still irritated Tatsuya to no end that he could never really let loose. Still, it would be a good challenge for Tatsuya; see how much damage he could inflict without killing his victim. Nothing much interested him, really. Not for a long while.
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