The Gambino Army

What god do you worship?

Gaia, Goddess of the Earth	46.2%	[ 18 ]
Nyx, God of the Night	53.8%	[ 21 ]
Total Votes:			[ 39 ]

[Neon Graffiti]

[ Hotaru Castle - Infirmary ]

Retracting the steaming beverage, Elizabeth couldn't help but inflate like an irritated puffer fish. Did she brew a fresh pot of tea for nothing??

"= 3= That's all right," She sighed, sipping the tea herself. But Tsusaka's tales of her daughter's exploits, however vague they were, brought a warm smile to her face.
"That's good." Elizabeth responded, raising her two-handed tea for another sip. For too long she had wondered the fate of her daughter, the impact a young half-yokai girl would have on the world, and now she had an idea. And boy was she relieved!

But this wasn't odd? This wasn't strange to Tsusaka, the woman who claimed to be Chiharu's mother, appearing less than suspicious?
For a grand mistress of a yokai palace, you'd expect something much more magnificent than the humbly dressed, and furthermore, seemingly human housewife. Furthermore, how could Lord Jiro, a kitsune, be the father of Chiharu, a tanuki? Is Tsusaka wondered, he wouldn't be the only one...

"Oh! Zak-kun. c: Would you like some tea?" She offered. "Also, meet Tsu-- or have you guys already met?" Huh. Brushing through her hair, maybe it was Lizzy herself who was out of the mingle. They had only recently inquired help of the unemployed oni Zak, who normally took jobs for the demigod Itsuki, and surprisingly none from his own kind.
"Oh, you're a lifesaver Zak! With those big wigs showing up out of nowhere, it's no doubt my husbando will want some kinda big banquet." Lizzy suspected, spinning her finger sarcastically.
"Say, that's right...?" She peeked down at Tsusaka, hands at her waist. "How are you buddy-buddy with legends as Momotaro and Urashima Taro? I don't think I ever read about you in any story..." She pondered, tapping her lip. "And my dad sure told a lot of stories..."

[Neon Graffiti]

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Mel Reynolds

[ Barton - Johnny's Revenge ]

His eyes grew wide as Neon watched the thinly-veiled Tenack suddenly disappear, his weaponized arm splitting the clouds in attempt to imbed itself in the Soldier, severing his arm. Luckily for him, he narrowly managed to pull his arm out of the way, but his hoodie was trapped.
All he could see was the faceless helmet of Tenack's HOUND suit, his madness underneath only signified by his ear-shattering screams. With little choice left, Neon bit his lip and railed his beam sword through what he hoped to be the veteran's heart. His beam sword's cutting strength being one of the only allows able to even dent Tenack's armor, this time he spiked it with his every reserve, plunging it through the ex-Colonel.

Tears flowed freely from Neon's eyes as he watched what Dark Energy had made his comrade into. The life and times of Tenack Acki had never been easy, and as he looked closer, he could see his eyes begging to put an end to it all.

But one stab through the heart wouldn't be enough, no. Fidgeting for his radio while keeping the shell of Tenack still, Neon called up Mel Reynolds.
"Mel!" He begged her attention as she fired upon the Demolitionists inside the airship. "You don't have much time! Find your butt a parachute and abandon ship. Listen, I know you're a rebel at heart, but if you ever listen to a single thing I say, make it this one: get out now!" He wrestled Tenack close, eye to eye. "I'm gonna take this thing down. You ever hear about lightning striking the same place twice?"

Neon had already sewn the seed with his last attack. His sword, imbued with traces bad luck, had infected Tenack with misfortune. The previously uncontrollable lightning storm now had a controlled target, and fired a antler of lightning down upon Tenack and Neon, striking both of them as well as the Johnny's Revenge itself.

[Tenack2]

[Johnny's Revenge, Flight Deck]

Under normal conditions the Grand Carrier would withstand lightning strikes. Though this was not a normal lightning storm and the repeated strikes to it's Starboard engine weakened the hull. This along with the clash of the two fighting on top of it did nothing to improve it's integrity. When the last strike collided with both the colonels it punctured the thruster causing a large explosion. The last thing Tenack Acki would see would be the defiant Neon and than a flash of white light as his world ended. All his hopes and dreams coming to a crashing end and with the only remnants of him and his Demos being his single office back at the GM base.

The entire ship would shake and groan from the lose of it's starboard thruster as the Grand Carrier struggled to remain afloat. Red warning lights sounded throughout the ship as technicians frantically worked to put more power to the other thrusters to ensure the ship would not crash to the ground. The ship could operate with the lose of a single engine but it would put a strain on the ship its self.

On the Bridge Captain Rose swore as she gripped onto something to hold onto her balance. "The hell was that? Damage report?"

"Starboard thruster down, loosing altitude."

"Damn, is the Quick Travel drive ready?"

"Yes Ma'am."

"Than get us the hell out of here and back to Red Tern. I would rather us crash there than here." If they could make it back to home soil than they could stand a chance to repair the massive ship but if it went down here it would be with out a doubt the sight of another battleground.

The video had cut out as the lightning struck the thruster and as the feed was restored only the smoking chard remains could be seen. Not even Colonel Acki could of survived that, the Captain thought to herself with a small smile. Which meat the Demolition Forces now fell under her control. Colonel Terra Rose, she liked the sound of that, however she would need to get her flag ship to safety before she enjoy her new promotion.


A large blast door would block Mel's route to the bridge as the sirens went off. Bathed in the red glow of the lights she would be greeted by the intercom going out through the whole ship.
"All hands prepare for Quick Travel, Quick Travel Jump in 30 seconds"

[Akako Akari]

Yukiko slid out of the vehicle with ease. Her pink orbs looked up to the hospital then back to the twins in the car. "Thank you... I mean... telling me all of this about Saka-kun. It's hard to just accept something like this with no idea what the person is like." Without waiting on the women, Yukiko walked with short quick steps towards the hospital. With eager eyes, she pushed her way into the hospital, sandals clicking against the harsh linoleum tile.

Not fast enough. The transformation was quick. A plume of silver smoke exploded around the small fox demon, and from the smoke merged a pure white, double tailed fox. Her nose was small and black, her eyes were still large pools of pink. Her fur was white with a sheen that made her look like she was sparkling. In a second she was gone, darting to the stairs. Yukiko was forced to pause at the stairway door. She sat, tails swishing, eyes wide. Suddenly the door was pushed open by a startled nurse as the little fox darted past her and up the stairs.

She would be found, still in her fox form on the bed of Saka's room. Yukiko had curled herself up into a ball, her pink orbs peeking over her two tails that had wrapped around her. Saka, Momo, and Ura all left her. They left her behind. Saka wasn't well enough to be out so she didn't understand what had happened. The little fox demon let her worried eyes wander over to the door, waiting for someone to enter.

[Kurai`Haruko]

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The kitsune stormed in to the front entrance of the hospital,anger written all over her face,ignoring the hospital staff that would try to stop her or talk to her along the way. That b*****d! How long had he been hiding that he had a brother? A twin! She would hold her hand up in the face of the Doctor as she walked passed him,her tail flicking back and forth in quick,jerky movements. If the b*****d hadn't been in the hospital already,she had half a mind to put him in one. Grasping the doorknob,she would twist it quickly,flinging the door open,"Sa-" Her voice would cut out,crimson orbs landing upon the God and Demi-Gods before her. Slowly,her mouth would close,a deep flush crossing her cheeks,"I came to see..to see..S-saka." She would eventually managed to stutter out.Inari! And here she was,still in sweat-soaked clothing....

[Neon Graffiti]

[ Barton ]

Poignant emptiness clouded Neon's senses, till all he could hear was the flickering of his clothes as he plummeted to the earth. He vision was foggy, though it didn't really make much a difference since he was falling through a cloud. It took a good couple of yards before Neon realized his predicament. With only the sky as his backdrop, he slowly began to grasp his own mortality.

'Heh. So this is how I die.' With little strength in his face to smile, he still found humor in it. Neon was never caught being afraid of heights - shows how much that helped.

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[ Aekea West - Hotaru Castle ]

While clearly a grown woman, Elizabeth listened to Tsusaka's story like a child did a bedtime story. "No?? What is!" She hadn't heard the story, but that didn't keep her heart jumping like a lit firecracker. Wouldn't you be just as excited if you were meeting a real-life legend? These stories didn't matter much to Elizabeth in her younger years, until meeting Jiro. Until finding out that they were real.
She clung to the hem of her kimono, bent at her knees to get a closer ear. Up until punchline, she had him at the edge of her platform sandals.

"Oh..." Still, even though Tsusaka wasn't exactly the protagonist in the story he spoke of, it was interesting stuff. As she sipped her tea, she listened closely to the "hero" walk her through the past to the now, building up from his ancestry to his more recent chronicles. "Looks like you've been quite the busy bee, huh, Mr. Tsusaka?" What an unfortunate contrast between him and the more colorful two. Were all heroes this moody??

But if there was one thing that Elizabeth knew the burdens of, it was tradition. Looking down at the floor, a weak smile.
"Heh. Talk about being touched by god..." Elizabeth quipped. Suddenly given Tsusaka's list of requests, she certainly couldn't turn down a guest. "Pay? Tch, whatever! You're related to the patron kami; I'm sure your tab's covered. rolleyes " While she'd been able to avoid questioning it, but she couldn't keep her eyes off the stub where his arm ought've been...
Scooching back to her feet, she bowed in his presence, whispering a soft prayer. She made it out specifically to him, in hopes that maybe his godhood might make some use of it.

[Kabuki-Kun]

Jiro had agreed...to let Urashima partake of his vast cellar. He himself had politely declined to join any demigods for drinks. He would prefer to keep his wits about him today, what with the nature of his visitors. Non the less, Ura was of course welcome to whatever he might have desired in the cool basement the Hotaru's kept for sake and wine. Alone...

Or perhaps not! Lord Jiro might have trusted this noted yokai huntsman to be alone on their turf, but young Chiharu did not. Lucky for her, a tanuki never need worry about staying out of sight.
As Urashime descended into the cool, dim depths of the cellar, he was being trailed.
A teeny sake bottle toddled on even teenier furry feet, scratching along in the dust behind him. And as soon as the ceramic spy found a suitable dark niche, tucked under one of the shelves and between dusty bottles of alcohol, there again was little Chiharu, waiting and watching..

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But what had become of Momotaro? While it was no secret that the Taro visit had elicited grumbles from the royal family and its company, a certain pair of nogitsune had managed to keep their own intentions hidden from their father.

If he had thought to join Urashima for drinks, he'd find himself facing a roadblock. A big one. It was true that Kai Hotaru was rather diminutive in comparison to his family line, but short for a yokai still cut a comparatively towering figure in human circles.
The young fox had slyly dodged into Momo's way, offering a grin as he nudged his elbow against the wall. This kitsune might have been Jiro's blooded son, but he threw off a very different impression, to say the very slightest. He lacked his father's regal presence, but was making up for it in sheer arrogance. He sported a trimmed goatee, a pair of cargo shorts, and not much else. The single tail dangling idly at his ankles outed him as a youngster, but he hadn't seemed to notice; his fanged smirk said that he owned the place.

"You're Momotaro." He sounded impressed! Gesturing out, he showed the demigod what he'd brought along - a sake bottle! And two petite cups made just for the purpose. Holding each of them tucked between his bent fingers, he smoothly filled one and then the other without breaking the pour.
"We've heard a lot about you here! Do us the honor of sharing a drink, would yah?"
Us?

"You found him!"
The second voice had a chipper note to it, and it rang out from behind the poor Momotaro. If he looked, he'd see the next member of the kitsune-welcome-wagon landing in the garden grass. Sai Hotaru had been safely hiding away in the branches of one of Jiro's many sakura trees.
At the sight of the big pilot, Sai nearly skipped his way to the party, all bright eyes and smiles.

"Ohhh~! He's a handsome devil!" He fawned, leaning in for a close look.

This one was Kai's twin brother, but it would take a good, close look to figure it out. Sai had developed a leaner frame that his sibling, and his fashion sense could eat Kai's cargos for breakfast. At least he thought so. Instead of emulating his brother, Sai had taken a page out of Chiharu's book; his pants were a skintight, tanned leather, and his shirt was small and thin enough to show that lithe figure he'd dieted for. Over his pants he'd dawned a black, pleated skirt, an adorable little gift from his momma that he'd managed to sneak by Jiro that day.

"He's a guest, Sai. Don't you think we owe him some hospitality?" Kai reminded, seeing his brother becoming a tad distracted by Momo's broad-shoulders.
Winding up, he tossed Sai the open bottle.

A perfect catch! Followed by pouring a cup of his own whilst he commented, "Of course, brother. He should sit and have a drink with us!"
With that, Sai sat himself in the grass and patted the spot next to him, imploring eyes aimed up at Momotaro.

[Neon Graffiti]

[ Hotaru Castle - Wine Cellar ]

Urashima was found cursing the alcoholic indulgery of older cultures, knowing nothing of the stuff. He played with bottle after bottle, relying more on how fancy the label was more than quality of the wine.

A noise!

Urashima turned his head, spying only bottles amongst bottles amongst bottles. Cornering his brow, he turned back, pretending to think nothing of it, when in fact, he knew his plan had worked. As he continued to keep check of the sake museum, from behind Chiharu, a small, hand-sized orb bumped into him, making a chirping, almost critter-like nose. It continued to bother her without fail until she rolled out on to the scene, where Urashima was still checking out groceries.

"Say, you're a tanuki, right? I'm sorry, I don't drink; say, which one of these fermented beverages would you say tastes the best?" He begged her, however not facing her. As he asked, he popped open a bottle and sniffed it only to rear his head back from its strength. Finally wheeling about, he looked her straight in the eye, "And what's with all all the hiding, hm? I won't bite. Maybe nibble a little~" He teased, drawing from his frightening reputation as he marched up to her.

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[ Hotaru Castle - Banquet ]

The Peach Boy expected traffic, which is why he kept his sword at bay, but not anything like this. Not Jiro the Younger blocking his way, begging for a ceremonial autograph.
While not stupid in the matter per se, Momotaro was much more a wallflower compared to his compatriot Urashima, who was practically a social butterfly. It was the salty hero's sweet words that had kept them from being killed on the spot, and it was Momotaro's job to sustain that stability.

"W-well, I," Before he could even muster an excuse, the kitsune had already dropped a couple shots, one for each of them. Momotaro even almost tried to pass off the drink to the man's impressively flamboyant sibling, but even he too had already gone and poured him a drink.
Peer pressure quickly ate at the hero, as he couldn't pass up their overly-humble hospitality in fear of getting a rouse out of them and, subsequently the entire house.

"Eh. One shot wouldn't hurt," He smiled nervously as he received the drink. The entire house probably thought that he was a tightwad. It was his duty to show them otherwise, that Momotaro could loosen up the same as Urashima Taro!
"Kanpai~" He delivered it so punily that it was almost adorable. Downing the shot, he slapped the glass across the banquet table, smashing it into little lacquer pieces. "Oh! Christ, I'm sorry. Guess I sometimes forget my own strength..."

[Kabuki-Kun]

This was not what she had planned. To be plopped out on her butt, under the plain sight of the legendary Urashima Taro. And alone. In the cellar. ". n."
Chiharu gulped, her face first going paler under his scrutiny and then flaring up pink. Had she been so transparent? But how??
Summoning up her courage, she scrabbled to her feet on the dirt floor and peered up at Ura head-on, or as close to it as she could get. She would not be caught dead tearing up the stairs to hide behind her step-dad...some more.
"What makes you say that??" She demanded, fingers flexing and uncurling defensively at her sides as she feigned bravery like the spymaster she was. If the lowest floor had been comfortably cool before, it was turning into an icebox now..

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Whoah! Both boys lifted up a hand to shield their pretty faces from shattering ceramic and the remnants of sake.
But as soon as the carnage was over, Kai was having a laugh. The little ceremonial cup couldn't have meant much to him.
"What they say about you is true!" He chuckled, sure to leave out exactly what that saying might have been. He'd let Momotaro squirm over it.

Odd. In the midst of the shattering glass, both boys had somehow managed to make their own cups disappear. Neither of them was left holding anything, and neither seemed to mind.
"You are strong~!" Sai admired from Momo's side, leeeaaning well up into the hero's personal space.
"How do you feel, Momo-san?"

[Neon Graffiti]

[ Hotaru Castle - Wine Cellar ]

In spite of her obvious fear, Urashima no doubt could sense some incredible fight in here. Years of experience reflected in her eyes, even if they were not her own. Still, however, he was the bogeyman here, and would play up his reputation if it so suited his needs. Like this for example...

"Come now..." Boxing Chiharu in, his arm pressed up against the wall above her head, the taller, show-stopper of a man sunk his steely green stare into her, with eyes so vivid they could be considered hypnotic. And upon closer invitation, frightening.
"You think some simple masking magic can fool me?" He smiled at her, hand outstretched, drawing uncomfortably near to the point where it'd make her flinch; "Who do you think I am?" A simple touch on the dimple was all it took to dampen her illusion, and like a runny ink, he let reveal the real Chiharu...

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[ Hotaru Castle - Banquet ]

Momotaro was too focused on his own failing motor skills to notice the cups' disappearing act. Stumbling against the table, he had to spread all tn fingers to keep himself afloat. Sweating bullets, the legendary hero felt like he was hit by a truck - this was no hangover.
"That's strange. I usually can drink ten times that amount." A little cocky, aren't we? "You foxes sure do brew your sake strong..." Momotaro fast ended up eating his words as he rough and tumbled backwards, tripping over his own appointed chair.

Sprawled out across the floor, he could only recall the ancient tactic utilized by the ancient hero Kintaro to weaken the great Oni King, Shuten Doji: drug his sake.

"What did you just make me swallow...?" He demanded answers, though a hint of betrayal laced the poor man's lips. His limbs quickly became worthless, amounting to little more than hunks of concrete. Furthermore, he was suddenly incapable of tapping into his power reserves, so even if he could draw his sword...

[Trigger Me Elmo]

(( Good news, everyone!

I'm no longer evil. Back to neutral. Just clicked over to GOOD.
: D ))

[Akako Akari]

At the sound of Kosuke's voice, the little fox nearly leaped out of her fur. Those wide pink orbs darted to the man the voice belonged to. Soon enough, the twins were also present. The little demon sat herself back down. Her twin tails twitched as she observed silently. Amarente had placed herself next to Yukiko to which the young fox demon dropped her head into the woman's lap. If a cat and a dog were to intertwine personalities, you would have Yukiko as a result. The young fox was easily excitable like a puppy, easy to trust, loyal, yet curious like a cat.

The little white fox's head perked up at a familiar masculine voice. Immediately she shifted back into her normal form. Her white ears tilted back as wide pink orbs lifted to meet her elder. The young fox demon slid off the bed and to her feet. Her knees bent as she delicately folded herself to the floor in a graceful bow. Her forehead touched her hands that were on the floor before she raised herself in a fluid motion. "Good afternoon Inari-sama. Papa and Niisan are fine. Niisan left for training a couple of weeks ago."

"Sa..." a woman's voice interrupted the conversation. Yukiko averted her pink gaze to the newcomer at the door and she waited. Finally she revealed her reason to her entry. This person had come to see Saka, her fiance. The little demoness swallowed before turning to look at the others, curious if any other them knew this person. Yukiko would then return her gaze to the woman before her lips would upturn into a smile. This was a friend of Saka. Perhaps Yukiko could learn more about him. "Apparently he has been kidnapped. I'm really sorry. My name is Yukiko Inoue. May I ask what it is you need from Saka-kun?" She spoke politely as she bowed slightly at the waist upon her introduction.

Saka Hirozumi

Kurai`Haruko