My Anime Academy

Dyna-Mite

Dinah decided with only a single look that she hated Hondo Nagiri with every fiber of her being. She expressed this by not even glancing in his direction a second time, as she was convinced that setting her eyes on him was draining her soul away. The other teachers looked more intriguing than anything some washed-up CEO cynic could dish out anyway. The Rangers, for instance. Though they looked a little... subdued. There was a grim atmosphere overall, and it was like Reviver Red's speech was trying to mask it. The severity of the situation was revealed when the speech was cut short by the kaiju.

Dinah was standing on top of her seat in a blink of an eye, her posture straight and attentive as she scanned the area. The up-and-comers were fighting effectively alongside the veterans already, and were holding off the majority of the beasts. But there was one nasty-looking creature that had set its eyes on her class in particular. One of her allies, who was some kind of animal hero, enlarged himself and attempted to shield the class. Dinah simply hopped down off of her seat, patted the tanuki on the back of the leg, and zipped right past his makeshift shield.

She beelined towards the kaiju, fist reared back, and speeding like a bullet from a gun. The toxic gas was parted around her skin harmlessly as she shot her fist forward directly into the monster's snout, with around a ton of force behind it. The crack would be audible, regardless of the strike itself: the air displacement alone was loud and caused a bright flash. Dyna-Mite had once again made an explosive entrance, though even she was curious what it'd amount to in the long run.

She wasn't here to hog the spotlight, and she wanted to see what the others could do. So she'd held back on her initial hit, aiming to stun the creature and give her new companions an opening. A part of her wondered how her durability would fare against a strike from this kaiju.

Another part acknowledged that she was probably going to find out if she didn't follow up, so she pushed her feet up against the creature's face and kicked off of it to launch herself back. She caught herself in the air, hovering at first and then floating backwards as she returned to the class to let someone else take point.

Edited by Enirboreh on Apr 10th 2023 at 7:29:51 PM

Emanuel

The speech was inspiring, even for one who typically kept to his own devices he couldn't help but feel a thrill run down his spine at the power behind the voice that was asking them to pick up the torch. However his emotions dimmed a fair bit when the building suddenly came under attack by a rampaging horde of kaiju. "Hm, its not often that fresh samples come to me," with a single smooth motion the student took out a syringe from inside of his coat, jamming it into his neck and pressing down on the trigger, letting the chemicals flow through his body.

Veins grew large against his skin as the young mans entire body began to shift, his skin moving like liquid in some places and solidifying in others, numerous cracks and breaks sounding off like fireworks from within him. "But still, this is a good chance, for a test run."

The young man's plain features had been shifted, his flesh seemed harder in places, as if skin had been replaced by stone. His mouth hung wide now, never quite closing due to the rows of needle like teeth, splitting open to the back of his cheeks in a fixed grin. His eyes had sunken in, pinprick crimson shining off a background of black. His arms and legs had grown in size, becoming lanky and spiderlike in proportion, ending in three large claws that dug into the floor. From his lower back a scorpion like stinger dripped poison that ate into the floor under him. Further cracks rang out as two more pairs of arms burst from his now extended mid section, carrying bone like growths that looked like spears at their ends.

"If I had known there would be such activity I would have modified myself a more suitable form, but Venom Ant will work for such a pathetic species." Emanuel retched out a glob of acid directly toward the monster, skittering forward on his limbs.

Kimiko

"You can keep quiet if you want. If we're fighting together I'm gonna find out eventually, either way." Kimiko shrugged.

The speech started up before she could address the question about balls, and then the kaiju appeared with convenient enough timing that Kimiko was outright suspicious.

They had to actually deal with the monsters before delving into hows and whys, so Kimiko moved into action. Her shuriken was flung instantly at the kaiju's open mouth, in an attempt to stop the flow of gas.

Leaping back, she used her tail as a springboard and launched herself to the ceiling, where she stuck. Drawing her hands back, she manifested handfuls of kunai, which she flung down at the offending creature, aiming with precision towards joints and any other potential weakspots she could identify.

Helpfully, her vantage point also gave her an overview of the battlefield, so she kept an eye on her classmates, both to gauge their abilities, and to leap in if any of them were in trouble.

Takuro Nakajima

Takuro saw Hondo Nagiri and tugged at his collar. He hadn't directly interacted with him, but he'd heard some of the other Kosmos Conglomerate call the CEO when he'd first ran into them. And given that this run in was, well, more of an arrest, he wasn't too keen to meet the CEO, even if the charges had been dropped once Takuro agreed to attend Silver Academy.

He then listened to Reviver Red give his speech, amazed that the Rouge Rangers would be helping to teach them how to be heroes. Sure, they weren't the greatest team anymore, but surely any group that managed to hold the title for even some amount of time would make for great teachers. Takuro eagerly listened to the speech...

..and then the Kaiju arrived. Takuro wasted no time in leaping out of his seat and pressing the back of his neck.

"Monster Masher! Henshin" he yelled, and suddenly his clothes changed with a flash of light. Now, Takuro stood wearing a full bodysuit, with only his gloves exposed. Strapped to his chest were various containers, K-matter inside some of them. These were the ones Takuro was now going through.

The Kaiju going after Class 1 appeared to be E-Rank. Shouldn't be a problem. Takuro had fought bigger and tougher. What was a problem was that this was an incredibly crowded room. Most of the forms he had access to would cause too much collateral damage and classmate casualties if he used them in here. But there was one that would be best for this situation. Takuro grabbed one of the containers near his stomach.

"Well, getting you got me into this school," Takuro said as he opened the container. "Lets hope you can keep me enrolled." He grabbed the K-matter inside and cried, "Monster Form! Bone Crawler!" Takuro opened his hand, and the K-matter was gone, having been absorbed into his body. And then he smiled, his grin unnaturally wide, and his teeth razor sharp. The transformation had begun.

Takuro started growing taller and taller. His neck stretched to the same size as his back, and bone-white exoskeleton popped out all over his body. Each one of his legs ripped in half, and his pinkies ripped away from his hands, taking a portion of his arms with them until they reached his neck. And then the transformation was done.

Takuro was now even taller than the Kaiju going after Class 1. But he was incredibly thin, supported by six legs and eight long fingers, each ending in a barbed tip that took up no more room than a single seat. This was Bone Crawler, quite possibly his scariest looking form. He looked down at his classmates, and when he spoke, his lower jaw moved as two halves.

"Pretty nice makeover, I'd say," Takuro said, while bending down, his limbs looking like bending tree branches. "Tell me, Yui, there enough meat in these bones for your folks to eat? he then looked at the Kaiju spraying some sort of toxin.

"What would you say to swapping spit?!" Takuro shouted, and then spat out a sticky blob of webbing at the Kaiju's mouth, intending to muzzle it. At the same time, he began moving towards the wall and climbing up it, hoping to get more limbs off the floor to avoid stepping on anyone and avoid having Ba Ke get in the way of his attacks.

Edited by RapidFirestormer on Apr 9th 2023 at 11:25:11 AM

Tsurugi seemed to eye the CEO guy for a moment, looking oddly tense for a second. That guy just screamed shady, even if they were on the same side. But the appearance of Reviver Red caused him to put on a rather wild smile on his face.

I am here, time to make it count

But then everything went to hell in a handbasket...

The kaiju arriving sent him into overdrive, pulling another Key and a strange item, that resembled a gate and placed it on his waist, as a silver belt formed around his waist. He inserted the Key in a keyhole on the side.

"Kuro, come here!" The crow cawed and came back to Tsurugi.

"OGAMI"

"Let's go, Gin. Lock On!" He yelled. A golden gate appeared behind him. The Key turned, as if he was opening a door.

"OGAMI. MOONLIT HUNTER. OPEN THE GATE!" The gates behind him opened, revealing a silver, misty image of a wolf that enveloped Tsurugi, forming a silver wolf-themed armor with a black undersuit and golden eyes, unleashed in a burst of light.

"Armed Fighter Kiba" The warrior introduced himself "My soul will run wild" With that, he charged, a claw forming on his arm. He pulled the Key out from the belt and inserted it on the claw.

"OGAMI. FIRST LOCK "' "Crescent Slash!" With that, Kiba slashed, releasing three waves of silver energy directed at the beast as he kept going.

Edited by Blueace on Apr 10th 2023 at 11:32:58 AM

Lane - Auditorium

Lane blinks heavily as a result of having his eyes blasted by Midori's transformation. "Christ, mate, you could win every fight by blinding your rivals," he exclaims as he regains the ability to see straight.

Hondo intimidated Lane slightly, and the look on his face certainly didn't do anything to help that. Lane nervously looked away, not wanting to stare at him for too long despite the guy ostensibly being the most important person in the room.

Lane listened as closely as he could to Reviver Red's speech - that is to say, he was almost entirely zoned out within the first couple of seconds. His attention was quickly snapped back to reality, however, by the appearance of Kaijus causing chaos in the auditorium.

Letting out a short gasp of shock, Lane looked around and saw the one kaiju that wanted to make corpses of him and his class. However, he noticed that most of said class had taken the incursion as an opportunity to demo their powers (some of which made their users look far more scary than the Kaiju ever could, which reassured Lane in a way not even he fully understood), so he decided to follow suit.

Selecting one card from his deckbox, he held it in front of him and called out "Benevolent Bonething, rise from the grave to destroy evil!" At once, a serpentine skeleton, about the same size as the enemy kaiju and surrounded with an aura of dark energy, appeared just in front of Lane.

"Now, attack from above with Dark Spines!" Lane commanded, and the serpent complied, floating high up and opening its jaw wide before letting out a low roar and firing out six bony spikes aimed at the kaiju's head, limbs and tail, each spike imbued with dark energy to make it faster, sharper, and very painful should it manage to pierce the skin.

Rachel - Auditorium

"Oh, me?" This was something of a curveball. She'd never been expected to be asked where she was from before, considering by all accounts somebody who didn't know her station was never going to be worth her time to talk with. She knew very little about Earth, but a whole lot about space, and she had to come up with something.

"I'm from the moon. Mars. The moons of Mars. My name is R-eally nothing special sounding compared to 'Dyna-Mite'. I'm Tress, and I pilot the Escarlata."

Her handshake as she returned it was firm, stiff, a sign of confidence. Project confidence, that's what she had to do to cover up those near slipups.

"Remember Rachel, a handshake is the first physical impression you give someone. Make it count." Her father's voice echoed in her head. A twinge stung her soul.

As she took her seat, she leaned back into the chair, one leg resting atop the other's knee and her arms folded. Her eyes, though swiveling around slowly as the Reviver Red gave his speech, nonetheless focused steadily on Hondo. He stood out, obviously, being some businessman. She'd have to be wary of him, a tiny instinct in her gut told her so. But back to Reviver Red and his speech.

Hmm. Good speech I suppose, rather a bit generic in inspiration. Clearly shouldn't be taking notes from him though for when I need to make them. Or maybe I should, the masses seem to be eating it right up. Except for this Dinah girl. Perhaps I chose wisely.

But then the speech was cut off, kaiju beginning to manifest in the hall. Rachel wasn't one to be caught off guard so easily, rolling off the back of her chair in an intentional fall, handgun finding its way to her hand from under her jacket as she took what meager cover she could, firing the pistol at whatever kaiju got close. Her hand dipped into a pocket, pressing the pager the school had given her to call the Escarlata. Until then, shots rang out to join the cacophony of others, the blonde noble gritting her teeth as she rolled between cover to avoid the rampaging kaiju.

-click- -click-

"Damn!" She was empty, spare magazines depleted, and just in time for one particularly nasty kaiju to focus its attention on her class in particular. The air became foul, moments before Rachel brought her coat up to her face, blocking her nose and mouth as best she could. And just a bit too late for convenience, the Escarlata burst through the doors, boosting over to its owner. She quickly clambered up into the cockpit, holding her breath. Once inside, the hatch closed, and she put on her helmet at least. No time for the suit.

"Tress Kuedin, Escarlata. Engaging!"

The particle cannon hadn't been fitted yet, leaving her with only the blades and the assault rifle. It would suffice. The thrusters on the mech fired up, becoming a crimson blur as it strafed around the kaiju targeting them down, a hailstorm of yellow energy bolts flying through the air towards the beast.

Edited by UndyingPhoenix on Apr 10th 2023 at 7:51:02 PM

Hiroto Miyajima - Auditorium

Hiroto had heard of Hondo Nagiri, of course. Who wouldn't? The man was in charge of the company that helped paved the way for everything to do with the superhero world, and was rumoured to a prime benefactor in the construction of the colonies that Hiroto came from. Still, seeing him in person gives Hiroto the impression that something is off with the man.

He doesn't have much chance to listen to Reviver Red's speech before all hell breaks loose. Seeing the Kaiju appear causes Hiroto's combat training to kick in, immediately jumping out of his seat, and bringing out the sidearm that was in the holster fastened around his trousered leg. He fires off a couple shots before he ducks to avoid a burst of toxic gas, scrambling to one side of the row of chairs. When he looks back up, he already sees that some of the other students are engaging the sole remaining Kaiju. Okay, well, now that's probably helping a lot—

Nearby, the wall caves in, and Hiroto can just barely see a blonde woman get into what appears to be her mech, a Khazum-type. ...Hang on, where'd she get one of those?!

"Great," Hiroto mutters as he quickly searches his pockets for the pager that the faculty provided him for Knight Atreides. Seeing as this "Escarlata" was already engaging the Kaiju, it might be a bit too late to call for his mech, but he'd be damned if he didn't try to do his job.

Edited by G2BattleConvoy on Apr 10th 2023 at 10:07:01 AM

Ba Ke - Auditorium

Seeing his other classmates get on the offensive inspired the tanuki. He still isn't quite used to how magical abilities are more accessible to humans now. Ba Ke put his hat back on, and then took out a leaf, turning it into a weapon scaled to his size, a large steel hammer.

"Gyaaahhh!"

The tanuki went for a big, overhead swing with the oversized hammer, attempting to directly hit the kaiju's head.

Matsuki

Matsuki for his part had tried in the wake of the earlier chaos to just...sit down and await the teachers. He hadn't signed up for this kind of nonsense. And usually he'd be more than happy to socialize - but there was just so much all going on at once that he was feeling a little overwhelmed. His old school hadn't been like this - and certainly even as loud as the Richler House could be sometimes, it wasn't anything like this. With robots running rampant in the room, people talking about having Kaiju Hearts, a rude smoking girl... didn't she even know about the effects of second hand smoke—-?

The entrance of the teachers seemed to calm things briefly - before the chaos took on a whole different dimension. The world seemed to split open at the seams, holes spewing monsters forth that towered tall and registered their animosity.

Matsuki for his part got his Freefall costume on in short order, and eagerly entered the fray. It was a distraction from the thoughts swirling in his head. Taking aim at the creatures, he deployed his flaming sword, held in his hands, magnifying the sword's power with a tune hummed under his breath. The odd, discordant freezing flame spreading on to the Kaijus and even as it physically sank into them, it would chill to the bone rather than burn.

Homura Tanaka, Kaiju Attack

"Wait a minute," Homura realized why that delinquent girl with the bat looked familiar. She saw the symbol of the Crimson Snakes. "You're were a part of a gang that I'd absorbed into—

Suddenly, she was interrupted by the Kaiju that busted into the Auditorium.

"Oh what the hell!" Homura manifested one of her blades, the Dōjigiri Yasutsuna, out of flames, ready to fight the toxic gas spewing lizard-bear abomination.

She looked around to see her fellow students already duking out and she smirked. She glanced over to Yui.

"Hey, Yui of the Crimson Snakes, wanna see the Demon King in action?"

Homura combusted into the flames, changing into her supehero outfit. The golden accents on the sleek black outfit shone and the scarlet cape flew gracefully as she continued gazing at Yui through her oni mask. With her sharp heels, Homura stood a foot taller.

Swiping her hand on the sword, its blade was set ablaze and she charged towards the Kaiju to strike at it with the flaming blade.

Yui

Yui barely listened to the headmaster's big speech. She was glad Kimiko didn't push it, but it didn't make her less bored. All this sanctimonious touchy-feely bullshit was enough to make her vomit. She wanted to believe it, but she didn't see the point. The world was a step away from the gutter and no amount of love or courage could change that. The sooner the world accepted it, the sooner they could get things done.

But Hondo got her attention. She wanted to tear all those rich assholes to shreds, but Hondo was the worst of the lot. He was the CEO of Japan's biggest company, and head of the modern backbone of heroism. But not a single cent went to those who deserved it. If it did, there'd be fewer cripples, fewer homeless and a lot less orphans. Maybe she was bitter, but it didn't change how she felt.

She didn't notice his departure. She was too busy stewing to give him the time of day. But all the monsters made her stand to attention. If she wasn't so tough, she'd have had a panic attack, but she didn't dare lose her nerve. She grabbed her stick and her bag, cursing herself as she dumped its contents.

A squishy little thing spilled onto the floor. It was cute yet alien, a strange blobby slug with pink markings. It was adorably plush, but there was something vaguely unsettling. The creature was in a daze, but Yui wasn't about to coddle it. "Wake up, slugface!"

She didn't waste another second. She held up her stick, twirling it around like a magic wand. She spun around, dancing and twirling with astounding grace. She glowed a hot pink, clothes changing and body shrinking, hair stretching out into pink flowing pigtails. All her cuts and bruises melted away, replaced with stunning beauty.

"PEACE AND LOVE! CHANGE PINK! PRETTY CUTIE ON!"

The smoke cleared. Gone was the worn delinquent. In her place was a sparkling beauty. Instead of battered gloves and torn clothes, she wore long gloves and thigh-high boots, white as snow. Her short frilly skirt matched her pigtails, bobbing up and down like lures, her rapunzel hair floating above her ankles. Staff in hand, she was a petite beauty and the embodiment of cuteness.

But it didn't change her disposition. She gripped her staff, clenching her fists as she grit her teeth. Dressing up like a tart was bad enough, but everyone was watching. Even the Demon King was present. She thought she'd been so clever, but her secret was out. She'd be lucky if that crazy bitch didn't pressgang her once this was over. She glared at Takuro and Homura both, too incensed to give them more grief. "Not. One. Word."

She didn't bother with fancy auras or love beams. She held up her staff, pink beams of energy coalescing into a heart-shaped shield. It blinked in and out, same as her staff. It didn't last long. She charged through, raising the shield against the gas, but it soon wore it down. Peace and love were what gave her strength, but they were foreign concepts to her. That it lasted more than a second demonstrated some awareness of it, but it wasn't enough.

It didn't need to be. It served its purpose. By the time it melted away, she was already in range. She leapt towards his head, screaming at the top of her lungs, eager to pound it into paste. She knew magical girls were supposed to show mercy, but these assholes didn't deserve any.

"PRETTY PINK HELLCRASH!"

Edited by kkhohoho on Apr 11th 2023 at 7:23:30 AM

Takuro Nakajima

"Relax, I'm not some jerk who makes fun of people's outfits," Takuro responded as he attempted to use one of the legs growing from his shoulders to stab at the Kaiju.

The magical girl who had yet to give her name had been weirdly passive the past few minutes. Oh sure somewhere in the background of the fussing over Emanuel she had muttered out the words "oh you aren't also? okay" but that had mostly gotten lost in the shuffle until the speeches happened that she sat attentively through. In fact it seems like she had gotten out a notepad to take notes.

"Courage, summonable? Burn hands with hope slash justice... Oh that's probably how they..."

By the time she had finished jotting down notes, the rest of the class was on their feet and beating up one of the adorable beasties that had just manifested wholecloth in the auditorium.

"Oh is this our first class? Hey guys save some for Star—"

The next sound out of her mouth was odd, but the meaning of ~<3~ resolved in the minds of those who heard it.

"—Maiden! Which is me! I'm that!"

With a laugh the magical girl (who reminder was already in costume) bounded out of her seat, summoned a crackling rift of white light that she just held in her hands pointed forwards as she ran directly at the creature.

Ryusei Oshiro

Ryusei's eyes narrow.

"Bold of someone in a dollar store T-shirt to insult my fashion sense. This entire ensemble was privately tailored to my exact specifications. The jacket alone cost more money than I imagine you've seen in your life. And I earned every last yen of it."

He thrusts his arm upwards in a dramatic pose that just so happens to emphasise his Duel Terminal, which glints as the sunlight catches its metallic mainframe.

"Earned it in Dragoncallers. You ask me whether I can walk the walk? I'm Ryusei Goddamn Oshiro! I was winning prestigious professional tournaments against men three times my age by the time I was in high school! I've been the Number One ranked player in Japan for half a decade and counting! Are you on that level? Or do you make a habit of picking fights you'll never win?"

Hearing Reviver Red start to speak, Ryusei goes silent and turns to face the headmaster. That's the blue-haired kid hopefully put in his place; now it's time to focus on more important matters. He recognises Hondo Nagiri in the crowd, having naturally heard much of the man his parents worked for - tales of his notorious coldness, mostly.

Then come the Kaiju.

The speed with which the teachers handle most of the outbreak is, Ryusei must admit, admirable. It's the quick, efficient approach of people who have done this so often it's second nature. Most of the Kaiju are downed by the time a certain card has reached Ryusei's Duel Terminal. As it does so, the poison gas spat by the straggler gunning for Class 1 reaches Ryusei's nostrils, and he reels over in a coughing fit as a dense fog clouds his thoughts and seizes up his muscles. This is bad, this is very bad, how's he supposed to come up with a summon chant in a state like this-

Tch! You think I'd miss a fight like this over a silly chant? You don't know me, boy.

A beam of red light comes shooting out of the Duel Terminal's holographic projector. It hovers for a moment, before spreading, pooling on the ground under the poison gas cloud, and steadily manifesting into a solid shape that cuts straight through it.

A titan of a man stands facing the Kaiju, nearly seven feet tall with musculature that makes him feel even more intimidatingly huge. Nothing next to the size of a Kaiju, obviously, but the impression of size is relative; these are small Kaiju in the same way this is a large man. His hair is long, black and, in complete contrast to Ryusei's, manages to look wild and untamed despite falling in straight sheets. His clothing is a hodgepodge of skins and belts, most of them hewed from some kind of reptile leather, giving him a distinct "barbarian warrior" edge. In his left hand, he clutches a long wooden sceptre, topped with a reptilian skull that sports two razor-sharp horns just above its eye sockets. Though he is entirely solid, a vague red tint and blurriness serve to suggest he's not quite there the same way the other people in the auditorium are.

Draco-Master Mage surveys the scene with a grin.

"At last. A beast WORTHY of facing my power!" He notices Benevolent Bonething, and his grin widens. "Alongside the majestic creatures of my home, at that! Oh, such a glorious day this is..."

All of the strong souls he could sense from entire dimensions away are present, and proving their strength against this foul monstrosity. Gripping his sceptre, Draco-Master Mage decides he shall do the same. In-between the flurry of other attacks directed the Kaiju's way, Dorako lunges forward with uncanny speed, his staff angled so that the sharpened horns atop it will embed themselves in the Kaiju's flesh. He's well aware a monster like this is resilient enough to tank a simple stab... which is why this is much more than that. Dorako is coated as he lunges in an aura of deep red magical fire, the raw essence of the draconic powers he has devoted his life to. Augmenting his physical blows with the power of Dragonkind is among the simplest things he's capable of, but it's effective nonetheless.

Ryusei, by the by, is too busy coughing up a lung to fully notice any of this.

Mason

"-And if you EVER get away from me like that again I swear to god, I will personally-"

Mason's anger faded away as Shi-Kun nudged against his thumb with an affectionate purr, almost immediately, replaced with annoyance.

"You don't get to be adorable when you're in trouble. BOTH of you." he said, shooting a glare at Gori, who waved his arms around innocently and fell on his behind. Eaglen popped out of his pocket to give a little nod of agreement for upsetting Mason. With a little sigh, he'll scoop up Gori in his right hand and sit down, as the Headmaster began to speak. He was silent, as he gave both of his hand held robots affectionate pets, eagerness rising in his chest-

AND THEN KAIJU ATTACK.

He blinked in surprise as his attention turned upwards. The others had the rest of them, but one Kaiju stood away from them...

Mason's face broke out into a grin. His heart hammered. His passion BOILING.

"Time to shine, guys." He said, his voice barely above a contained whisper as he grabbed his belt and slapped it on his waist, where it extended around his waist and snapped into place. Shi and Gori jumped up, but Mason pushed them down.

"Ah ah ah. No. You're both grounded." He scolded. "Besides...I think this one needs some more...aerial tactics." He nodded, and grabbed Eagle from his chest pocket and nodded. "Ready, Eaglen?"

Based on the terrified squawk it gave, no, it was not. But Mason gave it no second thought as it reached into its chest and pressed a switch. Immediately, Eaglen's wings spread out and it folded inside out into a little metal eagle shape, which he snapped into the belt around his waist.

"BEAST ON!" The belt screamed.

Then, reaching into his pocket, he produced a bright yellow gear with crackling lightning designs between the spokes, and slipped it between Eaglen's claws.

"GEAR ON!"

"Hen..." Mason grinned, moved his stretched out arms from one side of his body to the other, and then pounded the button on top of his belt. "SHIN!"

Electricity erupted around him that took the form of a giant, screaming eagle, wings spread out wide that quickly wrapped around his form.

"FLY THE SKIES! RIDE THE WIND! CHASE THE LIGHTNING! E-E-E-E-ELECTRIC EAGLE!"'

Mason posed dramatically as his suit snapped into place around him, as a massive set of eagle wings, crackling energy coursing through his body.

"Bringing the change in life...Masked Fighter, Revolution!"

"A JUMP TO THE SKY TURNS INTO A JUSTICE KICK."

And then Mason took to the sky, lightning shooting from his wings down on the Kaiju.

Hyotoshi - Auditorium, What Was Left Of it

Hyotoshi could sense light brown feelings of tension from the two Rangers that skittered under the Red speaker. He wasn't really registering the words, though. It was typical introduction nonsense. His eyes briefly fluttered to the CEO (or at least, someone that looked important). This person had a mixture of black and gray - Ominous. Hyo felt sick even looking at them; like he'd be drowned in their malice if he made eye-contact.

When the Kaiju attacked, he wasted no time entering his Transformed state. The others were out there with their flashy gear. He simply aimed his spear at what he hoped was a weak spot. More than anything though, he was trying to keep an eye out for reinforcements or back-attacks. A habit from his days of fighting hero teams.

Edited by klom99 on Apr 11th 2023 at 4:17:48 AM

Well, aren't we getting an early start on things?! Midori looked around, noticing the various heroes getting to unleash seven shades of hell on this poor kaiju, whom already looked like it wanted to crawl into bed and sleep for a week. Most importantly, it looked like there was another magical girl stealing her rose-colored gimmick, but she'd deal with that later. There was evil to fight.

"Thunderball!" Wanting to start off small and test the creature's reactions, Midori used her most basic attack. It still connected, and Electro-Cute dashed off to the right, trying to flank. "Nice shot!" Spark called out, but in the midst of the mayhem, the little mascot went unheard and unnoticed.

Auditoreum

The monster didn't stand a chance. It stood its ground, spraying the class with gas and lashing out with its massive tail. But the odds were stacked against it. There were over a dozen of them and only one of it. On their own, they weren't much, but there was strength in numbers. When the smoke cleared, the only thing left was a bloody green paste. If it had been an A or B class, even a C class, things would have been different. But it was no contest.

It was the same with the others. If the teachers hadn't been there, it'd be a different story, but they knew how to handle themselves. Several students were injured, but there were no casualties. Pretty Pink and a couple others rushed over to the students, tending to their injuries, but the others stood still. Red returned to the podium, clearing his throat as he spoke. He was in full costume, red spandex with a black visor on top, but it did nothing to diminish his dignity.

"Attention, please! As you are no doubt aware, the school has been assaulted by a horde of kaiju. Thanks in part to your efforts, they were swiftly routed. But don't let this small victory get to your head. Compared to the beasts that have ravaged the country, these were nothing. Out on the field, the dangers you'll face will make today's incursion a fond memory. Is that understood?"

A group of medics stormed in, carrying stretchers and first aid kits to the injured students. They were swift and attentive, but largely impersonal. They carried them away, rushing to the infirmary without a single word. As soon as the last of the students were tended to, the teachers huddled. After a quick minute of debate, they broke away. Pretty Pink hopped towards Class 1, the other classes each having a teacher or staff member attending them.

"Heyya! Hope you're all holding up. There shouldn't be any more incursions or anything, but we think we should get everyone to the barracks just in case. You can call them dorms if it makes them sound more comfy. Once you're ready, follow me! Who's ready for a professional sleepover?!"

As everyone regrouped, Honda suddenly reappeared. He strolled over puddles of green goo, stomping over their remains as he walked towards the class. He pushed up his glasses, staring at the students with cold indifference.

"Class One I presume? I trust you're all well. I apologize for any inconvenience that may have resulted from today's events. The Kosmos Conglomerate will compensate for any injuries or mental distress you may have incurred. I hope this unfortunate incident does not sour your opinion of the Academy or its backers. The Headmaster is obligated to remain impartial, but our continued existence depends greatly on your success. For the sake of the nation, I pray you can live up to our expectations."

Yui

Yui barely noticed the others. She was focused on three things and three things only. Kicking ass, taking names and not vomiting out of revulsion. She was vaguely aware of the other magical girls. She couldn't get a read on Midori, but the other one made her sick. She didn't know if she was jealous or pissed. She'd barely done anything, but she was already a better magical girl than she was. As soon as the battle was done, she held up her staff, dancing and twirling as she shouted. The sooner she got this over with, the better.

"PEACE AND LOVE! CHANGE BACK! PRETTY CUTIE OFF!"

Nothing happened.

She shouted again. "PEACE AND LOVE!! CHANGE BACK!! PRETTY CUTIE OFF!!"

Nothing happened.

She whacked her stick on the ground, cursing as she seethed. "CHANGE DAMMIT! THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" She ran over to the little slug, lifting him up and slapping him awake. "Wake up, slugface! It's an emergency!"

The slug wiggled and squirmed. It was awake, but only just. It started at Yui, barely aware of its surroundings. "Y-Yui? Wha—?"

"Cut the crap!" She raised her fist, bopping him on the head. "How do I change back?!"

It took another minute for the slug to wake up. It glanced back and forth between Yui and the puddle, wracking its brain until it put two and two together. "Oh! Apologies! I gather I dozed off a bit?"

"You can say that again..."

"Gladly! 'I gather I dozed off a bit.' Is that better?"

Another bop on the head. "Look you! Battle's done and I want to change back, but I ain't changing back! I said the words, did the stupid dance and everything, but nothing's happening! What gives?!"

"Oh! That is simple! This is your first time battling a kaiju, is it not?"

"What's your point?"

"I thought it was obvious. Unfortunately, kaiju and other such creatures can interfere with the transformation process. Changing into a magical girl is not an issue, but reverting to your original state can be tricky. It may take anywhere from several minutes to approximately half an hour before you can reverse the process. Of course, if you were to increase your percentage of Love and Cuteness, you could probably transform instantly..."

She nearly threw him to the ground. If she didn't depend on him so much, she would have caved his skull in. She let him drop, mumbling and grumbling as she cracked the floor.

"Okay, listen up! Anyone says anything, you get a one-way ticket to hell! How's that for love and peace?!"

Edited by kkhohoho on Apr 18th 2023 at 7:23:32 AM

Emanual

A rumbling laugh escaped from the monstrous creature that the young man had become, as even as the creature was reduced to nothing but a stain the boy leapt forward, a syringe like growth came from the stomach of the creature the boy had become and absorbed the remnants of the creature off the ground. The moment he had gotten the sample needed a series of sickening noises come off from the body, drawing itself back into a much more proper shape, Emanuel's clothing still properly in place even as the last of the excess flesh folded itself back into his form.

"There is nothing that I could see that would turn me from this path, I will be able to complete my objective and I can kill more Kaiju. To turn from this path after all I've done to get here would be pointless."

Takuro Nakajima

"As gross as this is," Takuro said as he looked at his shoulder leg that he'd been using to stab at the Kaiju, which was now covered in the remains of said Kaiju. "This should be enough for a sample."

Takuro closed his eyes, and he shrunk back down to his human size, his excess limbs slipping back. Unfortunately, due to the size difference, while his Bone Crawler form just had Kaiju remains on just the end of one leg, Takuro had it covering the entire right arm of his Monster Masher costume. After putting the Bone Crawler K-Matter, which had reappeared in the palm of his hand, back into its container, he grabbed a spare container and started using its lid to scrape some of the goop on his arm into it.

"Well, I'm definitely not using this in an actual fight, but this wouldn't make for a bad training form if I need to go easy," he said as he closed the lid onto the full container and held it up for examination. "But what to call the form? It would be something involving poison or sickness, but I'm not sure how I'd describe that creature."

Dyna-Mite

"You know, I don't know what to make of either of you," Dinah remarked in reference to the two kaiju-assimilators, watching them with a mixture of faint disgust and morbid amusement. "Good job back there, though. Everyone? That was great. Hope it keeps up, alright? Good teamwork."

She said this even though she hadn't actually fought the kaiju beyond her initial hit. After that, and seeing how her classmates were overwhelming it, she'd spent the duration of the battle involving herself with other students and teachers in the midst of battle in an effort to lend a hand. A punch here, a body-block there, a roundhouse kick to one kaiju's jaw in particular. Now that she'd returned to her classmates, she ceased flying and landed lightly on the floor, holding her hands at her hips as she paced around and assessed the people with her.

It wasn't an assessment in the way a wannabe leader would try to do in order to assert dominance. It was more of an assessment that a tourist would give zoo animals. She was genuinely fascinated, and peered at each of her peers in equal earnest.

"I'm up for seeing our beds, sure. Yui, sweetie? You look badass, don't worry about it. And we'll try our best, Mr. Nagiri," Dinah listed, trying to reply to everyone in sequence before looking around in expectation. "Okay! So, are we holding up? Hi, guys. Sorry I didn't fight with you for most of that. You had things pretty handled, so..."

Well she was apologising for that at least.

Edited by Enirboreh on Apr 16th 2023 at 3:08:02 PM

Ba Ke Nook

The tanuki pulled out his mallet once more, and shrank back to his normal size.

"So these are the kaijus I've been hearing about, looks like this hero thing is more than just knocking megalomaniacs down a peg, it's also about stopping disasters like this from happening."

Ba Ke flashed a hearty smile.

"I'm all for doing stuff like this!"

The tanuki turned his now-bigger-than-he-is steel hammer, and his miracle mallet into leaves, and tucked them away.

"Can't wait to see how our dorms look like, too! Haven't really been to a human residental area, let alone a bunker."

Lane

Lane breathes a large sigh once the kaiju is well and truly dead, partially to express relief and partially because he was holding his breath.

"Good work, Bonething," he says, motioning for the skeleton to fly closer to him.

Then, only half-listening to Honda and Pretty Pink (something about dorms, right?), he makes his way over to Ryusei with his own dragon in tow.

"Pretty kick-arse dragon you've got there, mate," he says to Ryusei. "And here I expected to be the only Summoner around, he continues.

Edited by TheGoldLeaf on Apr 17th 2023 at 8:21:51 PM

Knight Atreides

Hiroto sighs as he puts back his pager, crisis apparently averted. He walks up to join up with the rest of the group, double-checking his handgun's magazine, before holstering his gun.

"Right, inconvenience..." he mutters, feeling incredulous at Nagiri's use of the word. It may be a hero school, but people almost died on the first day. As someone who served in the CDF, that worried him.

Although, speaking of military things, he couldn't help but glance at the Khazum that helped out. That's a military-grade machine, from one of the colonies. He had to talk to the pilot, so at the first chance he gets, he walks over to where the mech is, looking up to where the pilot presumably is.

"Hey, that was some pretty quick thinking. You military?"