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Who: Eusine, Miko and (eventually) Neku
Where: makin' my way downtown
When: a DRAMATIC, DANGEROUS NIGHT full of TERROR aka March 11 probably
What: The Mysticalman and Miko are both investigating the cyborg situation. Neku gets caught up in the excitement and by excitement I mean everyone but Eusine gets their ass kidnapped because we can't have nice things.
Warnings: evil cyborgs and people with a fondness for reckless self-endangerment
When confronted with the threat of hideous mutant beasts, a reasonable man might barricade himself at home, find reassurance with a group of friends, or perhaps even try to figure out where he put his blasted shotgun since last time the aliens invaded. What a reasonable man most certainly would not do, however, is run right into the middle of the fray out of sheer unbridled curiosity despite having powers that roughly have the destructive power of a wet fart.
It will come to absolutely no one's surprise that Eusine is not a Reasonable Man.
He had noticed the odd increase in pet disappearances those past few months (when you spend as much time looking for magical beasts as he does, you tend to end up in strange corners of the internet,) but he'd chalked them up to the work of some kind of carnivorous mythical creature. Nothing could possibly have prepared him for... this. "Mutant cyborg" seems too nice a description, really. These things are messed up.
When he spots a particularly nasty snoutless dog-machine hybrid, he decides to investigate more closely, grim curiosity stronger than the feeling of revulsion brewing in the pit of his stomach. He lands in a nearby alley, just around the corner; you can't exactly take a good look at something when you're zipping past with rocket shoes, and no one will say the Mysticalman is not thorough. When he's confident he's found a clever hiding spot (behind a mangled, upturned trashbin - whatever happened here?) he opens a compartment on his left gauntlet, taking out what appears to be a small pair of opera binoculars, and begins spying on the unsuspecting monster.
There's no way anyone - or anything - can spot him, really. Men in bright spandex and capes are notoriously inconspicuous.
Where: makin' my way downtown
When: a DRAMATIC, DANGEROUS NIGHT full of TERROR aka March 11 probably
What: The Mysticalman and Miko are both investigating the cyborg situation. Neku gets caught up in the excitement and by excitement I mean everyone but Eusine gets their ass kidnapped because we can't have nice things.
Warnings: evil cyborgs and people with a fondness for reckless self-endangerment
When confronted with the threat of hideous mutant beasts, a reasonable man might barricade himself at home, find reassurance with a group of friends, or perhaps even try to figure out where he put his blasted shotgun since last time the aliens invaded. What a reasonable man most certainly would not do, however, is run right into the middle of the fray out of sheer unbridled curiosity despite having powers that roughly have the destructive power of a wet fart.
It will come to absolutely no one's surprise that Eusine is not a Reasonable Man.
He had noticed the odd increase in pet disappearances those past few months (when you spend as much time looking for magical beasts as he does, you tend to end up in strange corners of the internet,) but he'd chalked them up to the work of some kind of carnivorous mythical creature. Nothing could possibly have prepared him for... this. "Mutant cyborg" seems too nice a description, really. These things are messed up.
When he spots a particularly nasty snoutless dog-machine hybrid, he decides to investigate more closely, grim curiosity stronger than the feeling of revulsion brewing in the pit of his stomach. He lands in a nearby alley, just around the corner; you can't exactly take a good look at something when you're zipping past with rocket shoes, and no one will say the Mysticalman is not thorough. When he's confident he's found a clever hiding spot (behind a mangled, upturned trashbin - whatever happened here?) he opens a compartment on his left gauntlet, taking out what appears to be a small pair of opera binoculars, and begins spying on the unsuspecting monster.
There's no way anyone - or anything - can spot him, really. Men in bright spandex and capes are notoriously inconspicuous.
no subject
If you can even call that "watch". His head feels strangely light, black dots swimming in and out of his field of vision, and his back screams in pain with every little movement. He's barely holding onto consciousness, and devoting all his remaining energy to not letting go of it. Fainting here and now, in the middle of cyborg territory, would be a death sentence; the one they fought might seem interested in capturing people alive - or some people, at least, as the monster showed now interest in kidnapping him, which he will definitely feel slightly offended about later - but it might not be the case for all of them.
He doesn't want to die alone and broken in a dirty back alley, this much he knows.
The second he regains his sense of balance (after the most anxiety-inducing half hour of his life,) he kickstarts his rocket shoes and flies away as fast as he can, as far as he can, his movements erratic as his injured body struggles to keep up with the effort. He will definitely come back to save his companions of misfortune. He wouldn't be able to live with himself if he didn't. But first... he'll need a weapon effective against those things, and he has an idea that might just work...