Sailor Hellfire:Blazing Heart Of Justice!

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H̶̡̡̫̯̘̭̱̫̠̤͂̐̌͌͒̀͊̾̈͒͝͠͠ơ̶̧͉͚̓̐̂͊̀̉͒͗͆̄̆̕͝ẁ̸̙̟̭̘͉͔̭̀͊͐͂̈́̏̃͆͒̎̔̚̕̕ ̵̧̛̹͍̠̹̫̺͕̻̩̤̗̇̽̊̎̽̂̉̂̉̕l̵̢̧͇͓̠̲͚̖̪͎̭̋͊̂̉́̇̓̑̒̽͛̓͆͝͝ͅŏ̶̧̗̝̟̤̹̜̹͔̮͍̭͖͗̍͑͑ͅn̸̹̮̖͇̗͕̙̿̄̈̋́̐͋͒̋̆̽͠͠g̶͈̙͔̩̝̺͇̲̮̬̘̳̃͐̂͗́̇͆̈̚ ̷͖͉͕̜̖̟̦̭̼̈́́͑̎̔̀͒͘͜ͅh̸̡̟͇͔̰̠͇̰̮̲̠͚̦͚̻̽̂̒̐̍ã̶̡͕̬̖̜̻͔̿̐͜͠v̵̡̞̤͂̈́̔̓͠ȩ̵̧̣͍͖̝̘̝̺̻̤̘̩̺͎͒͑̕͠ ̶̡̦͖͖̮̆͂́͜͝w̶̢̻̼̠̹̖̗̤̞͌͊̄͋ͅę̵̧͕̟̜̘̪͇̜͆̀̓̎̐͘͠ ̷̯͔̼̣̜̭̬͎͉̥͕̹̊͋̊̇r̸͍̜̱̗̦̻͍̝̒̆̒̓̅͝ǫ̸̺̬͓̼̲̮̭͍̩̹̲͙̀͐̐̎̋̌̊̓͌̽̕̕͘t̸̢̲̤͎̯̬̖͉̀̓ͅț̴̨̦̹̖͔̭̲̳̒͋̏e̴͍̬͌̒̃̽̕͠d̴̯̰͔̙̩̞̟̱͚͉͇̈́͗̋̓͛̓̄̍̆̀̚̕͜͝ͅ ̴̢̘͎͙̖̦̠͍̫̠̹̯̀͂̽̓̈́̆̿͌̎̏̄̽̈́͜͝a̸̱̤̜̻͎͚͐͂̉̊͐̓͗͋́̐͘ͅw̶̧̛̳͔̬̦͒̌͑̃́͐͒̉͂̾͆́͠á̶̢̨̧̢̪͇͈̺͍̗͕̠͉͂͑̽̽̅y̴̨͉̗̬͓̮̱̞̦͇̙̰͆̏̇̽̔̕ ̷̜̍ī̸̡͔͕̞͔̪͚̬̻̳͗͛̎̈́̀͌n̴̢̦̫̯̘͙̬̮͇̮̮͎̹̾̾̃́́̿͝͠ͅ ̶̨͕͕́̽͌̇̈́̏̾͘t̴̡̧̝̤̱͙͕̘̩͎͈̘̟͍͚̃̈́̋̓͋h̸̝̩̤́̒̂̿̾ỉ̶͚͕̬̗̱̗͗̅̐̍̕s̴̛̟͍̈́̇̓̅̉́̕͝ ̵̧̢̱̺͈̩͚̣̱̦̳̻̞̙̉̋̏͂̌́̆͜d̷̻̯̹̾͌̔̄̃́͘͝͝e̸̪͔͕̳̋͒͘͝a̶̳̲̳̤͈͍̒͛̍̒̓̿̓͘͜d̵̡͚̟̦͍̪̮͇̙̦̫̪͋ͅ ̷̧̡̙͙̱̠̳͛́̀̔̀̃͐̏̊ͅͅw̴̡̨̡̼͈͎͈̹̥̝̪̖͎̝̮͗̆̄̌͒͊̆̃̈͂͗̚ò̸̦̗͍͔͈̦̳̭̭̩̙̹̪̄̀̑̎͝͠ŗ̸̗̼̈́̂̎ḷ̶̛̛̲͍̟̣̳̙̹̳̎̿̔̊̍͒̃͑̾̚͝͝d̶̼̖̹̮̺̥̫͇̝̿̆͑̀?̸̧̳̻͋̑̂͛ ̷̛̤̳̳͊̆̎̿̀̿͒̂̈̔͆͠Ą̷̢̨̻̱̦̙͂́͋͑͝ ̶̨̨̫̖͈̞͓̹͎̠̫̩̖̖̎͌̌͗ͅc̴̩͈̔̿̽̈́̈́̒͒e̶̞̽̔̂̏̇̐̈͐̄̽̿̅̚̕͝n̶̞̓̏̈́̇̐́̀͘͝t̵̨͍͇͙̙̹̣̘͐͗̊̊̀͐͗͘͝ư̴̝̒̽̎̽͒́̔͑̽̂̕̚͘ŗ̴̡̜̼͇̙̥̦̘̖̦̬̠̑͋̓͝ÿ̵̧̢̯͍͔͔̯̣͉̜̯̠͎̗̂͝ͅ?̸̢̘̦̳̻̙̯̞̦͛̿͐̆̏̒̍̎́̌ ̷̡̛̿͛͌͒̂̍̅̿͆́͗̓̈́̅T̵̢̹̗͍͈̪̝̟̦̠̊͐͗̐̐̕ẇ̷̛̺̰̞͈̟͓̗̘̹̘͍͈̟̐̀̽̊̇͌̍̀̀͝ớ̵̧̨̖̤̤̫͖̬̥̬̫̆̈́̑͗͋͋́͑͌̿̀̈͝ ̸̬͔̮͕̜̣̦͍̲̩͔̮̟̼̾̅͑̄̽̌̾̈̑̆͒̈́͜͝c̷̟̲̖̤̦̣̬̺̫̳̙̒́̒̇̊͆̓̆͂̕ͅe̵̥̞͙̖̱̰͈͆͜͜ǹ̶͚͙̹̥̭͎̯̤̱̝̫̭̇̾̍̔̄́̿̂̏̀̈͊̉̓t̸̻͇̻̟̪̺̟͎̲̤͓̥͈͆͑͒ͅu̵̡̢̱̘̗͈̺͕͊͜ͅȓ̶̢̰̼̦̜̫͇̻̍̑̐̆̏̇̌̄̈́̓̾͋į̵̼̻̩͖͕̺̝̮̥͇̥̣͓͖̏͆͘e̴̠̤͍̪̯͉̞͚̔̉̕͝s̷̨̨̛̩̙̲̙̬̙̖̯̫̤̓́̉̈́̅̅͌̕͜͜͝?̵̡̢̢͔̗̣̦̯̯̜͔̝̬̖̓̎̾̎̇̽̆͆͜ ̶̛͙̱̖͎͓͈͓̟̝̗͖̽͂͋̍̂͆̋͂̏̎̾̀̈́͜͠F̴̡͔̦̬̞̑̓o̷̯̖͆̆̋̑̇́̏͌̆̑u̶̙͎̐̒r̶̨͙͇͈͕͉̜̙̭͕̻̀̆̔̒̓̌̅͊̀̽͂͗̈́?̸͓͙͙̠̰͔̀̈̈͋͒̓̂̓̾̂̈́̈̉̚͠ ̷̨̞̲̘͎̠̙̟̻̈̄̊̈́͗̏͆͒̄̾̚Ą̵̩̭͚̣̝͇̻͔̹̖̺͍̂͋ͅ ̸̛̖̥̺̰̟̐̒̐̊̍̌̀̄̓̊͘̚M̸̡̛̪̤̫͉̫̭̾͋̀͑̂͑̆̕͘͘į̸̢̨̻͈͈͖̝̓́̉͋̓͒̽̓̚͘͝l̴̡̨̫̝͍̰͉̓̃̂̉͒ḽ̷̘̜̰͓̤̭͚̍̐͘͝e̸͚̟̭̘̱͗́̀̽̐̓̚͠n̵̡̝̮̖̠̞̳̗͚͕̼̰̪͊̃i̷͖̼͍̹͚̬͔̰̇̐̈́̔͘a̴̡͙̫̩̺̦̗̩̗̪̣̳͉͕̝̽͑̅̽́̓̀̈͌͠?̶̨̧̥͓̜̹͍͔̤̤̟̖̠͋͜ ̴̢͓̙̪̝͐͐̈́́̋̇̾̂͐͂̚͜͝M̸͈͉̺̘̩̣̤͇̝̗̙̹͙̈́͜͠͝i̶̛̭̯͚͊́̏̇͒̕͝͝͝͠l̷̰̪̻̟̫̯̖͎̰̼̩̙̑̈́̌̏̉̃͐̌̚͠l̷̨̺̙̯̠͍̣̹͍̰͕͖̻͊̿̄̆̿͐̑͛̋̎͘e̷̦͙̞̓̅̈̅n̸̰̞̲̬̖͐͑̔̊̅͋͆̎̋͝n̸̨̛͉̟͖̼̖̯͍͔͂̿̎̚i̵̛͖̳̼̲̝̞̟͖̽̄͝u̷̧̧̡̧̖͇̺͖͕̖̤̒́̽̈́̔̍͛̒̂̊͗͆̏m̵͇̫͙̦͉͑̀̇̈́̏̉̌̆̅͝͝ş̶̠̞̯̯̙̖̣̳̲͌̂̀͆̇?̷̖͌̀ ̸̡̣̘͖͕̻͈̗̦͚̗̤̍̒͜E̸̢̨̱̠̞̼̠̦͉͗̇̅̏̎̔͜͠͝Ơ̴͉͙͓͎̲̱͇͎͕͋͗̑̎̿͜N̴̪͚͐̇̈́̈͂͛͝͠͝S̸̡̮̣͒̃̊̈̍̇̕?̷̛̭̗͖̄̅̌̃͗̋͐̿̈́͛̕̚͝͠!̸̭̤͕̞͍̻͙̊͑̋̄̐̊̎̀̓̂͘͜

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̷̢͍͉͖̦͔̰̮̗̺͉́́̓̈̋͗͆́͑̾̔́̔̓͘T̶̺̗͎̼̥̻̯͍̰̜͒͒͆͒̅̽͑̊͘͠͝o̶͓̣͔͋̊͑̉̃͊̈́̕͜ǒ̵͖̹͖̲̜̝̳̓͛̒ͅ ̶̨͈͚͉̥̪͚͙̙̟̟̭͙̘̀l̷͓̪̤̳̠̗̘̲̜͙̬͂́̄̓̕o̸̫̅̎͋̃̀̑̈́n̴̢͓̟̜̫̤̳̠͖̤̻͇̍̈g̴̪̲̪̤̟̝̜͛̋͊̇̔̔̏͊͗̂̒̒̆̍ͅ.̶͍̪̗̻͙͖̥̦̣̮̺͖̲̊̀̾ ̴̢̢̧͇̰͓̬̮͚̜̥̼̟̺̲̾̉͑̿̅̃̂̎͝͝T̸͎̑̅̍́͋̊͊̈́̀͘͝͝ó̷̧͈̥̬͍̪̣̝̞̜̣̼͜͜ͅȯ̷̡̩͓̮͎̠̩͚̈͜ ̸̯͕̦̜̘̇͜ļ̷̠̤͉̦͑̈́̊̐̽͆͊̀̚͝ó̸̧̢̡͔̳͍̻̼͓͙͔͇̖̗̗̂̽̃̽̇̅̉̈̇̇̌̈́̕n̷̨̺̫̹͚͓͖͖̔̃͑̀͒̚͠ģ̷̧̪̞͖̼̬̟̬͍̮̠͐̇̅̔́̋̍̅̂̓͝.̴͙̻̲̥̝̗͇̭̇͑͗͂̌͐́̄̒̓̑͒̚͝

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̸̛̤̣̳̞͔͓̻͙̯̀̈́̒̕͜S̵̡͕̗̥͈̘͇̩͇͕͕̳̤̒̈̃͂͌o̶̥̖̟͇͚̭̮̫̥͎̮̓̿̀͛͊̄̇̚͘̚͜ ̴̡̩̗̳̠͉̺̜̲̯̮͛̃̌̅̇͝m̴̦̙̮̘̳͋̏a̵͙͈͇̺͕͙̫̾̒̆̆͒̀̾͝n̶̡̳̲̱̪͈̗̲̥̰̉̋̈́͑̔̆͛͛̈́̿̾y̶̧̭̗̖̟̼͎̦̔͒̐̏̃͊̐̃͐̈̅̆̚͠ͅ ̵̲̣̦̥͖̣̺͚͙̖̄̅͑̂̈́͌͌̈́̔ȍ̴͔̘̣͉̐͌̇̐̿̎̆̒͒́̇͝͝ͅḟ̶̫̹̰͓͈̯͍̣͓͓͎̫͚̦̚͜ ̶͚̫͙̰̹͉̥͙̻̟̓̈́͒̊̎̉̎́̏͜͝ͅo̶̢̡̰͖͈̥̮͙̿͛͑̍͑͂̉̽͋͛͌̚͜͠ͅu̸̙̠̮̭͚̯͌͐͗̀̄́̋̋͐̈͝r̵̙̺̱͕̐͌̄̿͋̈̒̐ ̸̢͙̜͊͆̃̏͑̂̾̈́͝k̶̘̺͚̖̻̝̜̼̩͖̤̃̈́̑̑͗̅͐̇̓̈̂͒̈͊͘͜i̸̡̢̥̘̰͇̺̺̬̭͆̂̉̊̃̿̓̾̃͜ͅn̵̠̈́̆͐̅͒͊̓̓̍̔̓̈́̕d̴̘͂́̂̈̒̏͒̈́͐́̓̽́ ̵͙͍̫̪͎̥͚̮̥͌̀̃̏͗͆͂̏͗̑̂̓̕h̶̛̹̗̞͍̽͂̍̂̄͐̽̐̈́͆ą̴̡̛̬͕̣͓͖̮̳̣̥̫̖̆̈́̔̓̽̏̈́̒̏̊̒̕͜͝͠ṽ̷̭̘̠̥̐̐̇͛̽̋̊̃̏̀̂̓͝ȩ̴̘̜̥͍̋̈̀̈́̍̀͂̀͑̚͠͝ ̸̱̘̖͖̙̪̹̍ͅb̵̡̼͎̩̣̺̹͈̅͋̑́̓́͂͛̈̓̑̑͘̚è̷̡͔̖̙͎̻͓̥̤̙̣̏e̸̩͈̦̪̦͋͆̉̈́̏̽̽͜͝͝n̷̺͓̲̦̥̎̀͑̈́́ ̴͔͈̹͔̥̝͌͝f̶̧̫̺̩͓̠͇͖̮͈̼̹͕̪̙̌́̾̈́̓ȏ̸̪̲̀̐͗͗͛͒͒̃̍̽̕͝ŗ̷̛͇̘͖͓̦̑̓́̌̆̒̽́́̚̚͜͝c̵͚̦̫̬̟̈͑̊̄͑͋̓̕͜e̵͎̳̰̮͆̔̀̓̀̂d̵̨̢̛̞̬͔̟͎̻̠̙̳͚̗̓̐̍͒̎̈̃̈́ͅ ̴͚͍͖̙̬̇̈̈͛͛̓͗̆̍̓̚͝i̵̻̇ņ̸̬̲̙͎̪͛̊͗̊̐͘̚̚ţ̵̨͇̙̯̰̙͓̩̗̲̮͌̉͂̎̎̔̐̾̌̊͘͘ơ̷̦͔͕̳̻͇͚͎͇̞̟̤̝͕̇̿̂͋̽̈̄͘͠͠ ̷͇͎̦̺̠̻̹̦̗̬̱̀̏̍͊͐̿̕s̴̪͍̳̜̭͗͊̽̒̒͘̕͜u̸̢̹̼̳͖̦̖̥̗̻̼̺͓͊̾̈́͛̔̈̕̕͜͜͝s̴̠̹̖̑̓̓p̵̛͓̼͖̲̥͚̤̳̫̱̻̠̑̽̎͒̈́̑̂̓̃͂̀͘ḙ̸̢̢̙̣̞̻͛̄͛́̅͊̉̄̕̚͘͝n̶͔̮͆d̸͈̑̍̇e̵̛͍̰̖̝̖͐̀̋̓͒̀͊d̴̜͚̤́̍̓͌̆̔͑̈́̌͒̕͘͝ ̷̱̭͕̻̲͝ḧ̸̡̨̛̘͍͚͔̲̹͕͔̣́͒̿̃́̆̾̊̐͜͜ͅī̵̫̋͠͝b̶̧̛̦̟̣̞͋̎̈́̓e̷̯͚̰̥͌̽̐́̿̽͋̔͊̀̀̐̉͐͜͠ř̵͈̓̽̿̅̀͗̍̍̎̓̈n̴͙̰̱͓̼͇͗̈̿̃̓̂̄͗̋͜͠͠ą̴̬̬̼̣͙̗̤̼̒̽̋̍̃̉̿̆͜t̵̡̡̨̜͖͙͉̲̃́̍́̓̍̐í̴͉͕̩̳͔͚̺̍ő̵̧̮̥͎͎̬̟̅̈̊̓͝ņ̸̢̛̳̻̼͔̬̲͈͕̮͋̌ͅͅ ̴̢̨͔̹̰̻͈͚͖̫̩̺̬̱̙̈́̈́̎͆̏̈́̾̍̒t̸̟̜̜͎̓̎̈́͊o̸̢̭͎̐͂̒̈́ ̵̨͓̳̖̖̹̳͎̪̙̬̟̞͓͋̊̎̕s̴̪̠̦̔̇͠ţ̶̜̤̰̆̐̆͂͗̏̕͜ā̵̢̨̛̦̟̗̻̯̟͇͚͇͙͇̜͋̿͋̉̋̅̅̏͗̄͝͠v̷̨̖͚͚̝̬̐̒̈́e̵͙̣̫͍̱͍̎̀ͅ ̸̧̢͈̦͓̮͇͗͌̎̃͜ǫ̸̼͇̖̣̺̠͓̪͔̍̄̃͐̊̓̓̇́̓͛͘͜f̶̡̛͈̞̹̝̯͔̞͓̬̟͋̅̍͂͑̽̾̂͛̏̈́f̴͎̺͔̭̦̲̎̈̄̏͛͒̀̒͠͝ͅ ̸̧͙͎͉̖̩͓̙͌͝ͅs̴̨̨̛͚͈̭͎̳̖̟̘͕̞̭̜̽̔͛̈͆̄̏̂̊̈͊̕̕͜͠t̷̢̛̟͇͇̲̫͚̖̹͙͎̱̞̱̺̔͆̑̈͋͆͆̄͑͂̎͐͝͝ǎ̶̡̠͎̠͖̗̪̦̼̺̪̟̂͜ͅr̸̞̫̺̹͍̦̟͆v̵̞͎̳͉̰̮̏̓̎͑͜ạ̷̛̟͎̟̰̣̳͑̐̇͛͂͒̎̇̚̚͜ť̸̨̡̡͙̯̰̠͓̪̻͜ḯ̷̡̧̩̦̘̲̤͙̐͘͠ỗ̷̧͖͍̜̰̙̹̥̠̝͙͖̤̍̒̋͘n̵̢̢̟͓͙̼̝͙̤̠͐́ͅ.̵̨͖̱̙̲͉̜̊͊͂͘̚̕ͅ

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̶͉̬͈̐̔͊̈̽͘T̴̡̧̨̮͙̺̲̥̗̮̠̏̎͂̉̕͝ẖ̶͕̝̬̅̉̎̐̄̇̈̊̑̃̑͆͋͘i̷̬͂͑͗̑̾̆̓͐̊͆s̶̳͗͒́̐́͐̅ ̴̫̣̫̤̜̹̐̽̅́w̵̧̨̡̰̦̺̙̞̳̯̩̟̠̭̎̾̎̃̅͆͐̈́͠ͅo̵̯̙̫̤͇͗̓͗͊̄̈́̆̓̔̃͐̽̚͝͝ŗ̵̮͈̞̟̭̜̻̿́̔̓͆ļ̵̗̙̞̟͍̩̖̜̬͓̙͈̮͛̌̆̈͐͌͊̂̑͂͘̚͠͠ḑ̶̻̯̼̥̞͍͔̹͍̝͙̲̓̒̈́͛̾͆͌̊̈̇̓ ̸̹͙̪͍̿̀̐̓̐͂́̌̍̇̔̒̾͜͝i̶̧͙̪̟̭͇͙̜͈͖̻̰̰͇͋̐̈̄̿̃̐̐̄̑̃̏̅s̴͙̭̗̝̯̬̬̩͙̿̉͋̂͂͆̇̔͝ ̵̨̠̖̬̯̤̗̳̦̫͎̀̑͆̎̍͆̉́̀͗̕͜â̴̧̡̭͉̠͚̙̣̞̰̱̊̃̾̈́͑͜͜ͅ ̸̙̇̎͠g̶̜̤͔͖͎͉͚̮͗̋̊͗̐̀̈́̅̇̈́̇̌̈́̋͛ŗ̸͙̞͍͈̋͌́̀͗͌͋͒̾̍̂̅̚a̵̛̬̮͝͠v̴̜̦̤̻̩͎̆̔̄̎̈̃̃̈́͛̓͛̂̾͝ͅė̷̳̳̹̓͗̎͂͗̂̔̿y̴̧̭̰͋a̸̡͈̬̖̖̤̟̰̭̻͉͂̃̚͝ṟ̷̡̪̞̝͖̝̲̟̝̙̹̏̾͜d̶̡͕̝̜̭̂̃͊ ̸̯͍̗̠̍͐ļ̵͈̮͚̜̖̹̱̦̈́ͅį̷̧̪͈͎̞͖̼͗́͋t̵̤͈̞̩͖̞̗̮͆̃͗̑̚͠t̸͕͚̀̄ẹ̵̣̭̘̰͍̽̈́̒̂̋̅̕͝ṙ̶̢̢̜̫̣͇͇͚͍̝̪̤͂́̃́͒̆́͒͂̚͜͠͝ė̸̥̖̘̙͋̀d̴̛̠̾̿͋̉̈́̿͂́͋͛̆̕ ̵̢̨͈̹̼̟͖̳̞͗̌͂̆̓̂w̷͍͙̙̦͠ȋ̴̦̜̌̚t̶̹͎̠̟͓͛́̀ḣ̶̨̬̭̼̩͓̖̪̝̬͔̦͘͜͠ ̸̭͓̪̲͓̬̯̜̣̖̭̌̃͆͌̄͝ţ̷̲̭̦̹͓͈͓͕̩̯̬͈̳̯́̔͠h̶͖̭͚̳͓͖̳͕̤̿͂͌̀̽ͅè̴̢̪͎̱̺̣̩̪̺̳̎̾͗̑̑͛ ̶͎̰͕̗̠̘̥̎̍̄̃͒͗̐̕͜͜͝s̴̨͇̬̩̬̖̱̮̳̯̿̀͐̀̓̉̐̿́͑̋̌̎̔͠t̴̢̰̝͓̟̦͙̞̦̼͇̔ͅa̵̛̲̠̖̰̗͇͋͊̓̇̓̾t̴̛̰̠̥͕̜͕̖̰͚̦̝͔͖̾̈́̍͗͜û̶͍̹̰̲e̸̡̞̠̝̩͆̒̀̆̉̾̉̀̃̕s̵̡̞̤̤̏̀́̀́̀̀͐̉͘ ̷̝̝̜̻̜͙̯͎͚͉̥̤̰̟̫͑̐̔ơ̶̗̳̲̜̻͉̝̰̘͕̙̮͙̙̱͋͒̀̆̈́̏͘̕͝f̷̢̡̦͕̦̼̭̞͍͑͐͛̇̊͂́̈̍͗͆̀͜͠ ̵̡̯̬̜͇͚̺͉̝̞̗̌̌̕̚ö̵̮̲͓͙̝͈̏̃͑̆͌̎͜u̷̬̠̭̬̥̙̬̎̅͋͊͆̈́͐͛̄r̴̺̲̻̫̗̻̟̘͌̀͌ ̴̫͙̘̒̋̈́̀̚k̸̥̠̯̜̯̼̙̖̤͍̈́̀̓̽͝ị̶̡͓̬̬͇̯͆̇̄̓̒͆͆̿͊̃͠ͅń̵̡̛̝͙̈́̉̾͌̀͊̄d̵̨̨͍̪̱͍̻͖̜͚̪̱͑͂.̷̧͈̺̫͎͙̖̥̀̍ͅ ̵̨͔̜͚̣͆̓̐̈́̔̍̑͐̓̾͆̆͘

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̶̨̜̠͕̞̼̩̹̘̱͚̫͛̋̂͋̎̔́̂͗́͘̕͝ͅB̷̨͎̯̠̭͚̘̯͖͖̜̩̄̓͒̎̐͗͊̈̑̕͘͜͜͠ͅư̵̢͉̫̺͔̜͉̺̥̯̹̺̑̾̀́͗̐͑̊̚͝t̴͚̮̿ ̷͎͍̲̦̼̙̣̫̯̹̦͂͑͑̌͂̔̅̈́͒̕Î̸̢̥͔̺̹͍̲̟̮̎̿͌͗͂̌̽̎̃̚͜͝ ̶̧̢̧͙͘͜ͅn̸͎͕̬̰̦̥̼̂̐e̶͎̋̐͆̓́̌͊̆̓̿͝͠͠v̵̡̘̪̳̲̙͉͓̗̖̌̓̀̎̈̇̀͂́̀̏̆͒ē̶͓͎͍̟͈͎̦͔̭̈́̽̒̍̿͗̑̕r̵͎̟̘̰̎̆͊͛̒̚̕͝ ̸̨̬͈̘̒̾͒̐̋̒̑͐͂́́̉́͗w̵͖̯̳̞̘͖̺̮̝̪͙̙̮̾ǐ̴̡̨͖̮̭͍͉̥͇͖̻̮̣̬̦́́͗́͒͐́̾̓̉̏͘̕͘ĺ̶̨̥͓̈́͌̅̓̑l̸̼̗͈͔̹̰̘̘͔̭͚͖͙͈̈́̀̃͒́͛͑̂̃̀͝͝.̷̙̙̗̺͋ ̵̧̨̧̢̼̘̰̥͓̰̹̍̊̓̾͐͌̊̃͛͋̽͜͠͠ͅͅM̶̧̢̡̛̟͈̫̤̳̍̎͐̍̇͘͝ͅy̵̧̩̭͕̱̟̗͍̺͔̭͈̟̒̿̄͌̚ͅ ̶̡̬̱̱̥̺̥̪̼͍̹͖̯̥͂̈́̄͌́ͅt̷̢̤̪̯͎̻͉͕̩̬̟̻̃̄͆̈̍̀̏i̷̧͇͎̰͈̖̎m̴͚͋͐̎̐͑͑̓̈̓͂̓͠͝e̴̡̡̲̭̠̯̝̜̺̰̙̤̓̅̉̌̋̈́͑̔̑̚̚̚ͅ ̸̡̨͖̬̫̲̪̹͎̝̟̹̳̈́̀̈́̀̍̃̋̏̽̇͗́̑͘h̶̢̡͕̹̩͖̮̳̘̀̕ę̵̛̥͍͔̠̘̭͙̗̓͋͜r̶̨̩̰̮̯̭̃͝ͅĕ̸͖̘̳̾̏͆̌͑̏̅̅́͝͝͝͝ͅ ̶̰̘͕͙̪̳͙͓̦̩̤̇̇̈́́̋͑̓̉̀̊͂͋̈́͜͝ͅh̸̬̜͓̮͔̞̻̳̞̼̜̍͛̾̓̑̊̊́͗̽̓̈́̎̚ͅa̴̢̛͓̮̦̫̙͉͕͕̜̜͚͍͂̃̆̿̈͋̊͛̆͛̍̑͘̕ͅs̸̨̘̪͇̣̩̰͇̣̯̠̈́̆͂̍͛͐̉͌̒̽̈͂͝ ̸̨̇̐̀̊́̆́̓̈́͋̑̀̽̚͜͠ͅǫ̵̺̜̳̠̻̬͍̓̈́̄͒͘ͅn̷̢̳̘̝̲̬̲͎͙̤͉̳͖͂̄͋́̌̔̆̑́̚͘l̸͓̀y̴̢̨͓͔͚͖͓̲͖̝̺̥͉͛̎̍́̀́͝ ̷͙̫̮̯͚͍̬̀̂̃̕͘͜m̶̧̻̰̦̹̖̆̇͒̀͒͗́̓̈́̿̋͠a̶̲̲̻͙̼̟̥̖͛͒̄̆̈͐̌͐̈́̕͘̕͝d̴͔̤̤̼̪̈́͂̀͛͛̏̓̒͋̿̔͘͝͝e̸̗̲̹͓͓̼͖̯͇͕̤͙͔̖͂̎̒̊ͅ ̷̧̼͇͙̝̥̜̭͔͉͉͍͈̙̀̓́̉̄͌͗̏̎͜m̵̛̥͔̓͑͂̓̌̉̓̃e̶̢̬̺̖͈̺̱͓̬͚̮̰̰̿̄̒ ̶̘̩̬̮͕͎̺̝̫̝̒͛̀̂̋̈́̃́̚͠ͅs̵̱͈̩̮̟͔̎͒́̍͋̕̕ẗ̸̛͎̥́̔̔̐͑͊̂̕̕͘̚͝ͅr̴̹̀̏̋͆͝ö̷̢̤̟̙̞͙̬͔̼̪͈͉̗́̌̓̄͋̎̅̃̉̆̃̈́ͅń̵̩̬͔̹͍͊̒͋͐̇͛͋̿̍̈́̅̂͠ͅģ̴̟̼͇͇̼̥̼̼̦̾͛͂̂͊́͊͐̈́̔̀̚͜͝͠ę̷͇͕̱̋̏̆̏͋͐͠r̸̜͗ ̷̜̥͇͉̗͍̰̰̻̫̟̕͠a̶͇̍̍͗͛̓̈́͑͝s̵̢͈̰̄̿̄̓̐̇̋͘͘͝ ̷̥͔͓͔̬͇̗͈̹̤̰̭̆͜ṃ̶̡̳̻͈͖̗̮̍̐́̑̉̇͊͊̄͋͘͘͠͝y̸̰̺̹̒̾̋͗͛̔̿̄ ̴̣̝̹̈́ŗ̵̜̰̘͕̬̹͖̰̦̤̝͙͖̈́̃̈͂͆́̀̈̄͂̑̏͘͜a̶̢̪͍͇͔̘͖̓͐͒̎̆͗͑̀͛͝ǵ̷͕̣̟̟̫̼e̷͍̮̠̭̮͌͌͌̚͝ ̶̛̣̮̏̃̈́̈́̎̑̈́̌͐͘̚͝ͅg̶̦̤͇͉̞̭̀̊͑̉̃͗͗̑̑̊̕r̶̢͍̫͖͓̗̬̮̟͓̻͗̈́͐̐̀͜é̶̡͔̥̜͒͛̀͑̚w̵̡̨̛͕̩͕̣̮̙̹̦̮̯̰̤͐̐͗̏͜͝.̶̫͎̘̟̽̆̋̈́̄̀̀̂͒̕̚͝

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̶̧͕̞͗͝C̷̭̙͊́͒̒̍̍̂̎͠͠͠ö̶̢̺̲͚̱̘̞̖̣͈̳̤ͅu̶̧̡̞̬̜̦͉̜͈̬̯̙̠͔͌̕n̶̢͖͖̲̳̅͜t̴̳̫̪̙̥̫̤̩̙͍͋̑̾͛͛̚͠l̸̨̜̺͈̟̣̹̼̭͈̃̎̋̎́͝͝e̵͉̯͌̾̂̀̐͋͒̋̏̔̓͝ͅş̴̢̤̭̺͑͑̃͊̽̑̈̅͒̏̆̊̽̕̚s̷̟͓̼̘̘̩͙̫̅̂̀͒̊͒͜͝ ̸̛̺̫̻̻͕̬͔̦̻̻̞̈́̂̈́̈́̈̊̑̑͗͘y̵̡̭͒͠ͅe̸̛͎̬̣̭̩̞̫̥̦̮̙̱̠̝̰͗̋͒̇͋̿͂̅̚͠a̵̳͓͖̤̩̳̣̣̙̳̖̦͌̏̀̀̀͂͗r̶̛̥s̵̻͚̩̦̘̰̺̭̰̱̫͓͈̰̊̂̅̆̍͠ ̵̢̛͉͇͕̲̰̭͎͚̳̝̤͔͖̂̀̔̈͑o̶̱͋̎͗͌́̿͜f̸̖̖̭̩͇͈̟̳͖͙̝̃͐̿̈̿̔̀̑͗͋̃͜͝ͅ ̵̻͓͍̈́͆͂̆̌̅͋̈́̏̑̇͐̂̚r̸̮͈͗͑͑̎̌ë̵̢̥͕͕͇̥̖̲͚̫͎́̊́̾̃͊̂͂͝ͅͅͅͅs̵̰͎̰̗͉̟͖̲̓͐̌́̃͘ë̸̢͓̹̣̜̲̯͕̳̘̺̗͇́͒̀ȃ̷̲͙̗͖̰̗̘̹̼̭̎̎̋̋͘ͅr̴̢̜͈̟͓͖̖̤͒̈͐͑̚ć̶̨̮̹̘̝̺̻͓͕͈̼̬̩͙̼ḩ̶̧̣͔̠̬̳̻̙͎̬̥̗̠̋̈́̇̀͆͛̀̓̈́ ̵̰̽̀͂̆́̄̈́́ẵ̴̦͈̗̙̺̳̈̀̿͑͗̊̊̕͘͠͝n̸̼͎̻̤͔̻͔̹̠̗̪͖̠̔̃̊̌̉̽͜͠d̶̡̜͎̬̳̱̦̰̭͉̓̐̂̀̔͘͝ͅͅ ̷̗͔̝͇͊t̴̜̭̻̮̩̜̻͔̮͋̐͊̐͛̀̿͐̍͜͜r̷̨̧̪̹̰͇̺̲̦͈̾̓̒͘̕i̷͍̒̇̅̾̓͑̒̆̓͛̀́͝á̶̡͔̳͎͈̳̹̦̼̭͜ͅl̶̢̧̼̝̣͙̼͎͍̤̣̘̔̾̌͗̾̾̉̂̊͘͘͝s̴̨̰̠̦̫͓̲̫̫̻̭͋͊͗́̈́̆̆͊̐̌̚̕͜ ̷̧̓͗́̈́̍̉̈́h̴̜̭̩̑̃̅̅͐͑͂̀̈́̓͑̃̈́͌̚ą̷̧̢̖͓̱̥̯̣͎̬̍̑̋̑̈́̀̓̅̍̚͘̚͠v̴̨̛͓͕̱̜̙̜̻̫͌̇̑̍̀͑͗ė̶̺͓͜ ̷̫̫̉̒̓͒̐p̵̻̂a̶̛̼͚̱̘̼͉͕͓̞̤̭͕͌̈́ṥ̴͇̆ṣ̶̢͙̬͈̖͚͈̫̪̼̜͓̪̄͋̔͛͒̒ě̶̻̓̍̈̋̈́̍̚d̸̢̮́͋͆̓̋.̴̮́͌ ̷̡̢͓̟͖͚̦̼̮͙̭̍̎͒̈́͗̃͗̎̈́̌̈́̃̚S̷̡͚̰̤̟̬̗̺̠̍̆͜͠o̷̗͐͜͝ ̷̞̲̌̀̌͌͗̀̈̾̏̓m̷̨̧̦͚̩̩̿͋̽̔̓̀͗̕͘͜ͅa̵̛͖̠̬̎̽̑͜ͅn̵̩̲͛̐̈͋̏̚y̴͉͓̳͇̠̥͚̆̐̃̿̊̆͊͌͛̒͜͝ͅ ̵̛̮͇͙̜̞̹̟̘̯̮̲̦̲̬̾̊̆́͘͝s̴̢̢̡̛͍͕̥̥͚͎̗̜̞͍͉̈̆̏̐̈́͌͒́͌̂̍̈́̕ȁ̵̛̫̖͖̖̮͓̺̣͖̗̣͈̞̹͍͐͋̅̍͋̔̀̄̏͑̈́̊͠c̶͈͙̱̖͎͇̰̝̯͋̾͐́̑͆́͐͂͆̕ŗ̴̘̈́̾̈́͜͝i̴͓̫͉͈͙̽͊͊̎̋̀̐̕ͅf̴̨̟͚̳̼̘͙͖̣͗̌̍͐̓̒̀̚͜į̵̳̰̦̤̞̈̌͗̍̆̋̇̚̕͝ͅc̷̢̦̳̹̥̘͓͉̪̯̐̽̕ẽ̷̡̧̤̝̯̤͓̖̮̭̳͔̽́̑̐̆͋̑̉̈́͘͠ͅs̷̢̧͓̮̜̱̮͓̦̖̭̞̖̍̋̍̋̌̃̀̅͑͘͝.̷̲̝̈́ ̵̡̨̢̧͕͖̫̰̤̺͚͚̼̽̒̐̃̈͛͜B̸̪̬̮̯͚́͐̽͑́́̊̅̃ų̶̨͓͚̝͓̰̬̰̻̲̩̭̂̎̋̄̄̊̔̚͜ͅẗ̴̰̩̺͖́̒͐̽͝ ̵̤͋̽̈́I̴̺̹͚̜̻̤̪̺̥̖͊ ̷̢̤̳̲̰̬͙͉̯͍̖̾̂͌̃́͗͐͜͝ͅf̴̼̊͒̓͘ǒ̴̫̟̗͚͖̬̠̓̆̃̆̄̆̽͊ͅǔ̸̻̼̱́͘ṅ̶̡̖̘̰̹͍̗̮̱͉͑̔̿̒̏͛̓̅͑̚͜ͅd̷̹̘͚̩̞̼͇̻̺́̍̑͊̅̅̒̈́̏̑͘̚͝ ̵̧̡̤͓͎͔͚̤̻̦͇͛̌̀̕͜͝i̶͚̣̦̘̜͕̓̈̎t̸̡͓̺͍̃̈́̈́͘̕͘̕͠͝.̷̠̦̪̱̫̣͇͍̰̤̹̳̊͑̈́̀͊͑̀́̎̀̂͌̔

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̴̨̦͇̥͓̝̫̱̰̄̏̍̀͊̎̃̑̐̑͠ͅͅĬ̸̢̛̜͎̥̥̟̜͕̠̝̗̂̏̈́́̈́̃̆͑̆̉ ̸̛͚̟̥̗̗͎͔͈͕͓͎͓̤͎̄͐̃̒̉͗̈͗ͅf̶̳͆̆̏̀̃̓̀̌̆̚ͅö̷̢̧̦̻̻̹͍̘͚̻̲̝̬̌̊̾̓̍̊̎̓͒̇̂̑̕͝ͅù̵̱͙̯̣̫̦̹͚̹͔͜͜͠ń̸̢͙̦̝̖̟̰͔̅́͛͊̀̓̊͛̈́͐̾̈̎͊d̷̻̹͍̤̪̺͓͍͉̠̝̥̪̎̀̇͛̄͛̍ͅ ̶̨̩̥͍̯̥̱̜̦͈̙̤̯̊̐a̴̩̖̿͗̔̔͋̍̐̀͘ ̵̨̲͛͂ŵ̶̛͖͎͖̬͎̳̐͗̒̃̌̊̿̚͘͝͠a̵̛̲̻̭̝͉̺͓͇̻̰͉̟̣͇͊̅̅̽̒̈̓͋̋͆̎̚ͅy̶̡̺͐ͅ ̴͇̬̭̱͚͎̜͖͚͌̀͛̈́̌̃͝t̸͚͍̙̊̉͗̉͂o̶̧͈̭͕̺̦͍͒͋̃̂̒̾̃͗͐̈́̊̈́͘͠͠ ̶̡̨̦̺̖̼̱̗̙̙̊̈́̋̈̆̔̇̈́̽͒̓͠ŗ̶̖͚̺̙̼͕̠̾ͅe̵̛̪͖̅̀͐́̈́͌̈͒͌̿͘t̵̺̱̤͚̙͕̓̉̀̏̈́̋ͅų̷̙̘̯͉̖͔͕̱̠̽̍̆̇̚r̷͕͉̳̱̼̩͋̀̉͗̽̒̽̓͊̍͘n̴̟͒̊͝.̶̢̡̗̬͓̫̙̝͈͎̤̺̬̅̀̀͆̈́̃̕͠

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̶͈̱̝̖̖͕̥̽̀̚ͅN̷̗̗̒̓̕͘ö̷͚͖̬̠̲̖̭̼̰͖͖́͐͗̀̂̇͊́̅̍̔͘̚͜͝͠ͅͅt̵̨̼͚͚͚̳̽̇́̾̊͋̀̏̆̽̑̌ ̶̻̹͖̪̟̓̿̏͛͆͌̕ͅt̴̡̡̧̲̻̰͕̟͍͖̪̹́̓͒̈͗̇͆̋̄͘͝ȏ̶̢̝̳͓̓͗̋͒͐͛̎̈́̊̏̅͌̃ ̴̡̢̛̟̻̞͔̏͛̀̽́͠͠o̴̦̯̭̖͈̩̱̟̟̩̫̾̃̀̉̂̑́̑̉͂͛͊͊ų̷̞̜͉͍̣̪̭̻̿͑́́́̉̇̀̽̓̋̍̂̐̕͜͜r̴̫͎̱̝̳̎̋͊͂̄̔̒͌̇̂͘̕͠͝͝ ̴̞͂̍h̸̰̗͎̘͐͝o̴͕͕̫̘͖̠̯̬̔̿̃̓m̷̢̲̝̮͍̲̻̙̫͔̋́̎̑̓̀͆̿̔̇̾̕ĕ̵̛̛̱̹̲͕̱̘̼̥̋̽̿͐̅̐̽́͂̐̏̚ͅ.̷͕̭̈́̏͗̇͆̉͐̀͠ ̸̠̺̜̣̝͚̗̠̠̗̯͉͕̑̆̀̓̓͂̆̀͒̉́̈̌̈́͝N̶̥̈́ǫ̸̨̖͉̩̣͔͓͕͉̞̓́ţ̴̹̯̥̪͈͎̳̥͇̦̣̽̐̈̅̌̈̎͂͜͠͠͝ ̷̡̢̢̧̨͕̠̲͙͓̉̀̈̀͜ͅͅȳ̸̢̛͙̗͚̫͚̮̮̙̥̖̫̌̏̒͋̊͐̓̾̚͘é̶͍̘̘̻͙̜͙̯̺͓̩̮͓̠̍̇̋͌ͅẗ̸̛̺̬͖̱̖́̃͂͋̉̅̒̍̎͝.̸͍̬́̌̈́̒̀̄̅͝ ̶̝̼̟̤̥͉̿́͒́̚͜

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̸̧̛̞̲̜͕̰̺̙̈̃̓́̎̔̋͆͒͘̚͜͝Ṱ̵̨̧̛̞͉͔̺̫̘̱̐͛̅̓̿̒̋̒̀̽͆̇̎͂ͅó̸̼̭̙͖͒̂̄̀̃̀̕͠ ̵̛̘̖̮̥̩̯͓̯̫̟̖̮͖̺̄̍̇͊͗͋̔ͅa̴̜̹̖̼͇̣̠̭̣̾͋͘͠͠ṇ̴̿̓̈́̿̽́̉̀̄̃̎̚̚̕ơ̸̭̻̻̠̩̦̘̙̑́̒̃̅̑͐̋̕̚t̷̢̡̝̦̪̹̩̮̘̹͙̺̩̙͆̈́͜h̴̙̘͘ë̷̡̛̖̙̯͖͔̦́͊͛̊̿̀͘r̸̢̳̳̃̿̉̔́̓͌̽͘̚͘͝͠͝͠ ̶̡̢͚͇̳̣͕̻̝͇̤͝w̴̨̛͖͈̥̤͌̎̃̉͐͐̋̈́̐͛ȏ̸͖̻̜͎͒́͐͑͂͆̈̚͝ṟ̵̳̩̦̩̏̇̂̓̑̔̔̄̕͠ļ̵̛̮̝̟̫̜͑́͑͊͛̑͂̾͐͝ͅd̴̺̬͙̯͙̱̭̣͎͚͂̍̈̾̽̽͋͛̅̍̂̚ ̸̧̨̗̳̠̪̤̜̤̟̱̼̱́̔̈́̆͑̒̈́̈͌̆͑̚͜͝o̶̧̺̫͇͑͒̎́͊́͌̍̌́ṇ̸̼̝̅̇̽̽̅͜ ̸̩̳̺͍̱̱͇̳̣̘͇̄͜͜͠t̵̡̡̢̥̓̿̾̑̅̓͊͛͆͗́̕͝͠h̵̡̥̬͙̠͉̔̋̅ē̷̳̯͓̯̩̻̂̏ ̶̨̡̮̣̼̦̙̭̒̌͜f̶̧̨̫̤̖̭̪̣̱̫̼̽̈́͝å̴̡̲͙̼̗̦̝̜̥̣͍͆̓̈́̕͠r̴͉̝̱̫̥̱̗̮͍͕͍̻͐͊̍ ̷̢̧̡̞̤͖̬̙̖͕̘̳̮͎̯̽̇̈̊̃̂̾̈́̀̈́̃̀͝ĕ̷̢̛̤͔͍̗̓́̊̄̋͆̍̐̓̈́͛͜n̵̡͖̰̭̹̩̱̈́ḑ̵̖̣̹͕͓̘͇̩͕̀̀͆̈́̾͜ ̴̡̩̞͕̠̬̆̔̌̾͑͒̽̓̄̄͊̃̅̅͠ͅǫ̸͙̮̙̝͇̻͙̪̓͊͑̋̒͗̒̂͌̚͝ͅḟ̶̳̃̅̇͛́̋̚ ̴̻̄̓̄̀̈́̎̑̀̇̓̀̾̈́̚͜͝t̸̨̨̞͉̥̱͈̭̼̞̊̕h̷̘̹̠̹͖͍̰̲̣̭̟̩͚̪͌̒̈̆́̀̐̀̈͘̚ẹ̵̡̖͍̩͍̒̅̂̑͛ ̴̢̲̟͍̮̃̾̒̈̀͂͂̀̊̑̀̉̚͠͠Ù̵͉̳̰̲̳͙̤̽́͝n̸̨̞̟̹̤̝̫͈̑̊̀͛̐̽̑i̶̛͖̹͕v̷̧̛̮̞͔͈̫̓̌̅̉͠e̵̢̟͚̮͕̰̫͍̝͐̔́̇̈́̚r̴̨̹̐̾̇͑̀̔̍̕s̵͍͙̈́͊̏̈́̓́̃͘͠e̷̢̢̢̧̛̗̝̝͎̳̝͉̞͈̔̅̊̕.̶̢̧͍̥͎͉̘͈̙̓̐̿͋̎̿̅̚̕̚ ̸̛͖̰͈̻̖̮̞̠̦̗͙͓̪̅̅̉̒͒̏̚͘͝

̶̛͙̦̮̜͇̼̣̬̳̄̃̓̏͆͋͐̍̒͆͘͜

̵̨̦̼͚̮̮̍͗̍̊̀̈́̽͊ͅT̵̯̓̇͒̇̎̑̃̕o̵͕̱͆̍̀͝ ̷͎͔̦̘̘̤̬͚̙͓̮̮̽̇͂̀́͌̇̏̂̂̆͠ͅă̵̬̺̠̫̠̣̲̬̣̣̙͓͕͊̉͜ ̵̧̢̱͎̝̙͐̇͆̀l̵̜̭̗͂̀́͐͂̀̄͑i̵̬͍̱͕̱̻̤̱̱̹̦̝͛̎͗͊̐̄͛͛͐̍͘͘͠͝͠t̸̛͊̽̏̑̎͌̄́̈́̌̚͜͠͝t̴̨͆̂̋͑̇̅̅̍͋̕l̸̦͉͎̙͑̈̊͗͌̀̀͌͒̍̄͒͑͜͠e̶͇̭̬̜͓̫̯̱̩͒̑̄͋̈́̅̂̈́̇̀̎͜ ̷͍̩͋̍̈́̒̎̚͠b̶͙̺͇̮̠̞̬̰̉̉̽̒̾̀̇̐͗̆̕̕͘l̷̳̯͙̘̥͇̗͇͇̰̺̞̥̮̄͆͒͌̀̾̈̈́͆̀̉͒̄͌̕ǔ̷̢̯̫͙͉̩̞͎̻͙̪͚̑̓͛̓́̊̀̈́́ȩ̴̟̻̙͔͍̅̄̃́̍̐̚͝ ̸̦̮̜͙̱͇̬̪͚͌̄͊͑̓͘̕͘͘p̸̟̼̲̲̎̉͗͆̍͋͑̈́͌͌͘͘͝ļ̶͍̪̗̜̘̹̦͎͆͜ͅå̸̖͍̺̟̙͉̥̬̾̑̉͌̔̍͘͠n̵̨̧̡̪͉̠̺̫̺̟̭̉̔̂̃̉͆̿͑ê̵͔ț̷̢̧̺̫̟͇̜̠͙̑͋͗̂̆̅̋͗̎̋̋̂͜͠͠ ̸̨̨̡̛̘̬̩̭̥̺̈́̊̏̌́̌͜͜͝t̶̘͕̍̔̾̏̋̓͛͝h̵̝̖͓̠͙̯͖̫̽͑̾e̷͕̹̺̯͉̜͗̏ ̵̩͖̞̥̜̓̅̃̀̅̋͋̾̒́͗͛͒î̸͖̬̣̼̭͕͕̰̞̺͚̍͊̊̒͜n̸̨̢̙̖̟̟̟̮̺̻͆͐̍̔̈́̆͒́͜͠ͅh̴̠̪͈̘̝̞͓̭̠̬̉̈̇̆a̶̩̬̦̝̯̞̳̦͎̤̘̙̖̜͜͠b̵̨͔͙̙̭̬̓͛͂̆̈̒̎̀̓͑̓̌̇̚i̴̧̠̝̖͓͈͑̂̌͒̂͘͜͠t̶̨̛͖͇͈͍̻̰̞̞̑̑̔̔̑́̀͒̑̆̎̃̔̉ä̸̧̨̤͈̥͓̬̙̭̭̝͎́n̴̡̡̡̞͉͉̤̫̙̘̱̋̇̾́͗͘͜ţ̶̙̱̼͔͓̙̮͇̝͔͒̓̓̓ͅs̴͈͇̜͍̗̟̟̗̭̰̼͙͖̎ ̴̢͙́̓̒̓͛̎͜ͅc̶͖͖̭̯̰̉͌̾̈͘͜ą̴̧̬̭͐̈́̈́̐͋͂̔̊̆̓̕͠l̷̛̦̥̰̪͍̞̜̦̖̟͇̠̠͉͌͗̂̅̚l̶̛͍̮̺̞̎̅̉̓̒̇͒͊̾̅̈́̈́̅.̵̮̤͖̥̯̤̟̟̮̩̠̱̣̫͋̆̒͌͆̒̅̍̂̓́̄͑.̴̢̛̱͖̺̖͈̝̙͐̆̍̈́̈̔̆̾͘͝.̷͙̤͒͛̌̈́́̓͋̀̐́͗̉͘͠͝E̶̯̘̭̋͋̐̂̑́ą̵̼̭̹̦̋̍͗͐̀ŕ̸̙͈͓̺͉͌̒̈͝͝ț̵̛̛̾̂̈́̌̔̃͗̅̕ḩ̵͎͙̠̫͕͔̗̚ͅ.̶̛̘̈́́̍

̸̱̪͍̻͌̐̈̾̑͆̏̿͊͌͋͘

̵̘̟̲̩̣̲̌͊̓̍͘A̴̙̲̲̺̺̠͎̹͚̖̠͈̩͒̄̃̃͛̆̅͊̒̎̌͊͑͗͘ͅ ̶̡̢͖̼̪̱̻̲̹̝̯̘͍̞͆̈́͌̓͋̈́̆̿̚͘͘͘̚͠l̷̗̤͈͊́̆̅̈́̚ų̴̛̬̜̻̹͇̳͙̳͙̝̜͔͒̍̑͛̂͗̒́́̌ͅs̵̭̯̼͛̑̋́̌̉̍́̏̌͋̃h̷̠̳̦͗͌̇̃̈̆̍̒̈̀,̴̢̫̞̔͋͂́̉̊̀ ̸̜̜͚̮̈́̿̊͂̅͋̄̎͋͒̕̚g̵̢̨̙͖͉͉͚̺͇̮͇̲̟͈̣̅̿̑̌̕͝r̴͖̮̘̫̣͖͎̪̋̉̈́̕ë̵̛͓̿͛́͑͆̌̃̑̇̍͌̕͝ë̵̢̬͕̹̠̙͓́̓̐̒͜n̸̨̛͔̣̣̣̈́͑̈́̒̇̈́̋͑̏͒̓͝ͅ,̵̭͙̏̀͂̎̍̔̀̚̚͠ ̷̧̦͎̼̤̳̥̹̗͎̲̿͘͠b̵̞́̏͠l̵̛͓̉͊̿̈̀̌͐̄͝u̸̙͑̃̋̀̀̏͗͗͐̇̄̇̍͘͝e̵̝͙͎͚̗̱̣͎̰̥͍̫̒́̓̓̈́̾͘,̵͍̥̹̙͉͊̅ ̵̛͕̦͙̾͋̂̽̐̎͂̀͛̈́̕̕w̵̝͈̩̬̤̎̅̒͠͠ͅơ̵̧̧̪͔̬̼̻̺̰̥̝̪̘̘̩̈̀͐̒̒̋̓͛̀̈́̚͝͠r̸̠̞͔̖͈͆̇͋̂͊͒̆͑͋͑͠l̸̢̬̫̳̳̙̪͍͚̤̪̲͗̑́͋̓̍͐̆̋̐̽͗̊͆̕ḏ̵̹͊͑͋͑̉̓͊̎͝ ̸̟͓̭̙͔̖̮̬̗̺̤͓̈́̋̃̐͌́̽̏̇̌͜ö̴͇̲̳̙̳̩̯͕̩̺̖̬͔̼́͊͑̒̈́́̓͑͌̐f̷̧̳͕̬̗͉̞̝̩̌̔͌̾͘͝ ̵̩͖̖͎̂̄̈́̏̊̓̊͋̔̈́͂͝l̸̖̘͙͗͐̑̔͋̐̔̈̚͘͘ǐ̴̩̟̼̈̽̍̀̽̀̏̌̂̊̾̍ģ̶̢̮̯̜͍̫̜͎̈́̍̎̀̐̄̿͠ͅh̸̨̡̛͚̩͖̤͔̱̬̊̈́̓t̸̛͖̫̟͔̩̼͐͊̓̉̈́̽̐̂̂̌ ̷̧̨̛̛̰͚͇̯̯͐̍̽̈́͗̔͐́͘͠a̵̧̨̮̟̦̙̬͚̒̂͒n̶̨̨̠̻̹̰̗̪͖̟̳͕̫̥͐̄̃͐͑̌̒̈́́̎̆̃͘͠d̶̛͇̳͓̦̔͛̋͑͒̂̚͜ ̸̧̡̨̢̝̯͚͍̤͖̘͉̳̙̥́̀̾̏͊̍̂͠b̷͕̒̆ė̶̢̗̼̦̗͓͕̲́̔a̶͙͂̋͊̔͝ú̴̻̠̞̯͈̮̎̓̓͌̉̈́͂͗̚t̷̨͉͎̼̤̫̜͉̪̣̗̭͓̥́̓̈́̀͝y̵̧̨̢̛͎̦̦̺̪̔̈͝͠ ̷̛͍̞͌̅̓͒͆͘f̷̜̥͚͉͚̫̥̩̙̖̘͚̑͗̍̋̓́̑̆̃̃͛͜ȗ̴̬̣̈́̊͝l̷̨̡̢͕͙̜͎̟̣͉̗͉̀̊̋̍̈́̒̈́̑̓̿͗̚͝ĺ̵̥̠̺̱̝̮ ̴̨̍̓͋̋͗͗̿o̶̡̻̼̤̰͉̪̣̲̙̟̝͐̅̂͂͆͗͋̓̋͘͝f̶͙͙̙͖̹̗͘ ̵̨͙͚͔̠̲̰̩̞̗̻̏͌̀̽͑̇u̴͚̯̳̠͉͉̮̱̥̦͇̯̲͔̽̎̈n̷̡̝̺̖͓͔͙̜̰̄̏̇̋̀̌̐͐͠s̶̡̮̻͖̯̺͚̞̞̏͂͌̑ͅȗ̸̡̩̠͙̹̻͙̗̜͈͐͒͒̏͒͆͝s̴̨̮̪̟̼̙̼̭̳̝̲̿̾̀̕ͅp̵̨̨̺̲͍͚̮̖͊e̸͙̪̪̓̓̿̀̕̕͠c̵͓̜̩̆ͅţ̶̛̲̜͊̆̇̒̐̉͌̓̂́̕͝͠ĭ̸̥̮͋̍n̶̢̧̨̛̳͍̰̗̰̺̝̝̯͓g̴̩̈̂͊̍̇͆̈́͐̈́͊̍͘ ̷͈̗̘̰̣͍͙̠̰̬̮̇̍̌̋̔̏́̌w̶͔̖̜̟͔͎͈̏̈́̅͐̔̋̎̈́̌̑͒̈̑͛͝ȇ̵͚̬̥̻̙̞͚̺̺̿a̷̢̨͙̩̲̙͓̓͆̐k̶͕̼͉͙̦̱̜̤̻͉̥͎̭̊̏͜͜ ̷̡̧̧̝̗͓̮͙̫̞̫͇͆̀̿͜w̸̮͈̌̒̀̿͗̅̒͛̐̏̐i̷̪̩͓̲̙̍̑̾ͅļ̷̛͔̳͈̟͇͙̼̤͖̓̄̀̍͜l̵̨̨̳̜͙̥̯̯͑͛͜ȩ̸̡͍͕̤̟̣̫̤̪̜̙͔̊d̴̡̘̥̃̾̎̍́́̀̿͒̈̿̃ͅ ̵̢̢̢̗̤̣͎͉̬͇̘͑̾̌̌͆͝ͅͅi̴̢͎̱̲̘͕͖̠̬͆͜ṋ̵̡̡̡͚̘̯͍̟͑̓̏̚ḩ̸̙͖̝͓̈̌̓͊̉́̆̎̋̃͑̂̏͘͝ą̶̢͖̫̲̩̻̐͂͂̓̈́b̷̢̤͔̳̞̰̦̪̮̣̌͑̉̃̒̄̈́͒̅̈́̽͜i̵̺̹̹̟̙̳̓͌̇͂̈́̐̀̑̏̽̒̿͌͘͝t̵͈͙̯̼̣̰̮̟͕̮̳̓̓̑̆̽͐͋̍̚̕̕͝͠͝͠ͅā̶̢̻̺͔̥͉͍̹͇̝̣͕̉̕ņ̶̼͖͇̯̞͓̩̳͔̝̣͎͉̔̇̽͊́̃̂͝t̸̡̳̼̣͕̗̫͌̒̽̄͘̚͝s̵̡̥͐̾̾̇̓͛̈́̀̉͘̕͘.̵̢̨͍̬̰̙͉̘̭̃̀͑́̋̄̐͂̆̄̓͘̚ ̸͔̩̟̫͐̀͛

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̵̝͈̯̣̄̃̀̄̊W̴͎̫̞͖̲̮͖͉̩̫̩̭̔̐̓͆͛̌̓̐̚̚͠ͅë̷̢̱͔̮̺̺̥̣̯̰́͗͗̑̀̊͑̐̊͂ ̵̛͈̅͛̒͌̃̃͑͐̑̈́̊̚͝ẃ̶̠͕͚̳͓̭͙͔̒̐̎̽̕͜ͅį̷̮̬̝̪̳͕̙͈̪͗̊͒̆̓̉̉̓͂̈́̑̈͝l̵͈̗̻̗̜̳͎̋̃̽̈́͗͛̊̆͒̉͜͠ḹ̷̢̡͓̣̪̪̙̘̻̤̺̆́́ ̶̼̩̫̼̈́ͅb̵͎̜̪̹͈͛̌̿̓̊̉̆̊̄e̴̡̛̛̹͇͍͖̹̜̋̆̋̅̂͊̓̊̾̍͜ ̷̛͖̭̳̤͙͋̌̌̍͐̑̒͊̒̾̃͜͜͝͝ͅf̸͓̮̘̅͌̾͆̀̄͘͝ŗ̴̨̺͖͙͇̼̗͌e̶̡͎̙͇̳̙̩̹̞̞̭̘̣͔̲͋̈̂͌̽̌̉̈́͝e̸̢̹̼̬̭̲̥̩͚̱̘͔̹͋́͆͒̈́̇́̆͋̚͜͠ ̵̹͉̱͔̮̬͔̭̣̤͋͊̌́̓̇̂͝o̴̧̱͇̦̗̘̙̱̪̱̦̯̔͂̃̚͜͠f̸̛̫̪̋͌̆̈́͛̍̈͝ ̵͍̉̀͂̋t̵͔̹̺̘̜̆̈́̂̈́̀̓̒̕͝h̶̢̧̨̨̬̪͎̲̮̼̪̽̾͗̅̾̅͐̍̉͜ͅĭ̸̛͎͋̈̈́̿ş̵̯̪̤̼̥͈̯̺̻̰̅́̍̍͐̔̔͘ ̸̛̰̥͚̲̙̤͙̟͈̦̭͇̍̊̓̈́̄̓̒͜͝͝d̴̢̝͈͖̩̣̰̯̼̞͇̱̭̋͐͗͊̔̈́̕͜a̶̘̫̹͖̟̯̠̞̲͉̙̜͉͒̆͗́̀̑̀̽͛̾͝m̶̅͗͜͝n̸̨̙̜̯͉̟̮̬͋́̑̍̑̚͠ĕ̵̥̥͎̤̮̹͕̙̀͋͝d̶̖̆̉̽̏ ̵̢̧̬̹̖̤͙̲̻̑̓͂̀̅͑̉͆ḛ̷̡͚̖̪̲̞̦́͜x̶̛̜̲̤̠̄̿̍͛̌̉̀̕͘į̴̙̣͙̤͕͚̣̩̹̺͕͚̬͑̽͗̔͗̐̃̋͆̈̔̆͝s̵̛͚͔͎͋̏̉͝t̵͙̻̯̔̿̽̆̏͂́̑̉̀̐̚̕͝͠ȇ̴͕̳͚͕̈́̎̍ͅͅn̴̜̒̑͑̈́̆̉͝ć̴̨̧̖͇͇͑̋͆̈́͌̾̇̃͆̀ȇ̵̖̋̂͆͐́̉̄́̀̿̐̕͝.̷̛̤̽́́͒͒̃̕͠͝

̸̧̱̦̫͈̥̥͙͕̫̔͗͂͊̍̆̐̍̓͊͛̕͠

̴̡̡̝͎̤̹̬̰͕̻̘̟̰̪͐͌͆̈́̉́̋͋͋̂͘̕͘̚W̶̨̛̥͔͉̼̝͕̮͉̱͛̌̀͆̾̀̍̌͋̈͘̕̚͘ȩ̴̼̳̮̰̝̣̮̲͉̾́̇̾̽͋̃̈́̄͌̂̈́͊͜ͅͅ ̸̧̤̩̤̯͉̗̲̀͒̾͜ẇ̸͓̳̹̱͉͕̃̐̃̊͛͘̕͜͝͠i̵̪̦̮̳̋̇̈́̾̃̂͜͜͝l̴̤̪̭̮̱̖̹͌̽̋̍̉̈́͑̌̇̍̈͠͝ͅͅl̴̢̧̝̳͓̭͇̠̤͕̳̪̬̘͌̍̓ ̸̨̱̝̮̹͎̂̏̽́̽̆͘͘ḃ̷̦͖̪͕͇̽̇͂̀͝ę̵̩̻̲͚̬̜̙̞̠̤̟̗̜̣̊ ̶̢̦̝̫̞̗͖̮̖̗͍̽̒̽̓̅͗̆́͂͊͋͘s̵̡̧̪̬͉͔̺͂̂t̵̨͇̦̹͈͔̖̦͖̫̖͈͊̾͐̈́̾̐͌͜͜͝͠͝ŕ̴̡̡̨̡̻̻͙̻̞͈̠̼̥̍̈́̓̿̒̏͗͜͜o̴̰̤̜̬̭̜͚̟̍̇ͅn̸̛̲̯̳̻͇͚̞̝͈͓͍̬̹̎̅̀̑́͊̓́̏̈̇ͅḡ̸̨̛̤͙͙̥̗̺̲̰̦̮̳͖̦͎̂̎̔͛͊́̉̂̎̓͋̅͠ ̶̛̝͝a̵̛̲͈̮̯̬̫̭̤̬̜̯̳̳̲͋̈́͛̈́̉̆̊͗͐̕͜ġ̸̥͇a̴̘̣͎̭͉̩͉̞̾̈́̓̉͌̔̐͝͝ĩ̸̡͖͕̺͓̱̳̥̖̤̪̳͇̳͒̍̄͂̀̍̂́n̸̨̛͓̈͛͗͗̈́̚͝.̵̨̱̭͉̫͕̼͕̗̫̱̭̰̈̒̏

̶̝̰̣̬̼̩̫̗͔̯̜̠͛͌̕

̸̠̌̈́͆̑̀̑̅͌̚W̴̨̧̢̹̯̯͓͚͕͓̜͂͌̃͊̉͋̍͊͜͜͠͠ę̵̤́͐̈́̍ ̷̨̮̹̰̐͝ẁ̷̯̱̳͔̤͎̹͍̜̯̝̼͕͑̅͋̚ͅͅį̶͚̙͙̬̱̹͙̬͖̲͍̞͚̕ͅl̸̤̰͓̱̪̔̐͂̀͒͐̃̿̂͗͌̚͜͜͠͝l̴̪̙̜̙͉̠̱̤̾̀̿̎̊̈́͊̌̆̿̉́̂ ̷̛͕͊̒̏̏́́͆̐f̵̡̦̰̭̭̝̠̮̤̮͓̾͊̈́̅̎̈́̾̚͠͝i̷̢̡͔̟͓̗̯̲̞̠̝̝̣͑̿͗̓̍͐͛̈́̈́͑͘͝n̸̻̽̐̕d̸̡̢̢̝͎͇͖̖̰̝̖͂̊̑̎̌́̍̈́̈̀̂̉̈́̕ ̷̢̛̰͛̀̃̃̑̿͝͠ó̷̳̹̟̪͊̅͂̐̀̄̕ͅu̶̼̎͌͝r̴͍̼̺̃ ̶̨̹̮͂̋͂̋̆̂̽͗̓̿͋̕ẅ̸̭̤̗̙̠͍̈́̀̂ā̶̦̪̫̰͈̠̱̙̫̋͜͜͜y̸͕̦̯̣̠͊̓̌̆́͝͝ ̸̱̜͖̻̺̳̩̆ḩ̵̛̮̰͎͇͈̘̀́́́͜ô̵͇̻̭̜̈́m̷̨̹͍̜̈́̈́̚ͅȩ̵̨̤̠̤̥͙̯͖͓̭̭͉̽̄͒̀͗̍͜͜ ̴̧̫̗̠̠̠̺̖̹͇͚̳̙́͠ͅͅą̶̢̲͇̳̦͔̲͓̘̘̮̏͗͛̓n̶̢̖͈͈͕̲̘͆̿͜ḑ̴͉̱͈̜͙̤̙͓̮̲̥͋͑͊̄̔͊̈́̎̕̚͜ ̷̡̡͖̻̮̹̪̥͈͕̋̃͋́̒̃̿́̒̈̓́͑͌̾ͅͅͅb̷̡͚̹͙̖̳̖͌ư̸͓̔̍͌̓̄̎̆̑̅̃̒̕r̸̡̡̛̲̭̞̳̔̅͑̆̈́̔̓̓͌̌̓̈͠n̴̡͔̤̟̺̬̺̦̈͜ ̴̗̻̤͔̹̘͍̱͙̻̦͊̽̽̒̔̀̿͋̌̑͑̇͝͝ḑ̶̱͔̞̻͈͔̟̙͇̥̝̩̫͔̐̾̀̽̀̓̒̑̈́̉̒̾́õ̸̞͕͆͌̽̚͝͝w̴̧̡̱̦͖̩̣̤̜̮̜̰̓̐̃̈ͅň̴̯̲͍̦̜̼̣̗̣͕͎̯̆̇̋̽͝ ̵̛̻̬̲͍̩̜̠͙̔̃̽̃̎̈́͜͠ͅt̵̛̘͕̱̆̀̏̀̃̓̚h̶̛̘̮̞͎̮͎͋̈͛͌͊͛͒̑̓̌ẽ̸̳̰̂̈́̾̽̈̆̀̂̌̀̒̓͘i̷̦̮̰͊̇ŗ̸̫̜̥͖͎̯̩̖̗̳̣͌̀̽͌̏̅̍̃̒̔̂͊̆̕ ̶̧̨̢̨̪̹̟̯͙̦̤̩̳̤͒̈̇̈́͐̌̈́̓͋͗͋̍̉̀͛ͅs̷̩̭͓̩͎̙͙̼̪̮͒̂̂̌ͅọ̷̻͚̤̾͑̒ ̷̟̟̪̼̣̥͎͑̈̉̽̇́̃̈́̀̃̌͜c̷̛͚͗̔̐̃́̉̇̈̄̓̄͆͜a̶͎̺̝͊͛̋̅́̋̚l̴̡̨̢͎̱͔͔͂͌̈́͋̈l̸̨͓̳̞̥͚̏͆͌̔̓͗̅̏̋͊̏̏̄͜ẻ̷̪̓̃̑͒̄̽́̔̌d̸̦̅̊ ̴̢͈͉̬̻͔͑̏̓H̵̖͌ǫ̵̡̨̫͙̦̺̰̠͙̪̆̒͋͛̈́̐̓͂͠͝l̴͍̯̲̣̳̮̤͗͌͌̔̎̽̊̄̊̎̔͛͒͠͝y̴̨̰͉͍͇̻̰̠̳͍̯̣͇̏͐ͅ ̵̲̱͙̗͗͑́̏̓̆̏͂̈́͝L̷̜̲̙̝̥̱͉̗͑̉̽̀͐̅͑͐̕͝a̷͖̺͚͂n̴̟͎̘̙͒́d̶̢̛̜͔̖͆́̂̈͆̆͗̑̄̑̏̔͠ͅ.̷̨̛̻̥̜̬̣̫͔͉͇̣̻̙̾̕͠ͅ

̷̗͕̖͚͔̱̣͎̏͋̑̉̎̌̽̈́͌̄̽̈̊͝

̷̧͙͖̘̭̘̺̜̗͊̄̌̉͛͐̎̊̆͆̒͗̕̕ͅÄ̸̞͈̩́͒́̓̍͝͝͝n̶̝͕͕͙̎̒̆̿̓͂ḋ̸̨̲̳̞͎͖̙͇̭̰̼̔͜ ̴͚̑̍̀́́͆̌̊̌̕i̶̢̩̰̙̺̞͗͊̈́̊̈́͝f̸͔̼͍̲̯͙̯̮̘̯̯̳̒̅͗̓͆̎̃̎̒͌͝͝͝͝ ̷͈̲͎͕̈́̈t̶͇͖̬̒͛̄̽̏͐́̄̆͋h̴̦̊́̃̔̐͋̄̀̈ͅẹ̴̮̰̞̝̺͕̳͍͈̽̓͆͒ ̵̡̛͙̰̯̖͛̍̆̿̊Ę̴̱̬͕͚̣͈̪͕̮̫́͋͘ȧ̵̧͙̉͒́͗̔̄̍́̿͒̉͂͘r̸͎̆̎̌͑̒̂́̀̆̈́̃͝͠ţ̷̻̬̥͔̜͓̝̤̮͈͚̟̑͗͒̾͆͐͘ḥ̵̢̰͍̲̇̐͐̒͋́͝ ̶̡̧͙̠̩̞̰̝̜͍̞̻̗̈́̑̀̔̋͌̑̀̓̎͜͝i̷̗̫̬̮͛̔̓̒̌̔̉ͅş̵̨̭͔͚̭̯͕̖̩̪̬͇̆͋̏̔́͑͑̔̀͜͝ ̷̛̤̜̫̩̲̱̩͈̜͌̌̇̉̈̃͗̂̚͠ẗ̸̨͙̫̜́́͋͗̅̄͑̓̔ọ̷̧̧̳̩̗͍̜͉͖͙̺̟̹͙̽̚̕̚͝ ̶̟̦͒̂̚̚b̵̛̹̎̍̐̀͗͊͆͌̚̕͝ẽ̶̠̫͔̮̂͝ ̷̧̢̢̧͈̰͉̟̯̰͙̺̻̈́̈̓̽͛̉̌͗w̶̬͈̜͈͆̽̓͘a̴̛͚̺̳̹̞̩͒̎̄̊̎̀̇̌̉̕s̷͕̘͍͔̦̮͔̽̄h̸͓̫̓͊̈́͐̊̌́̍̔̂̌ͅë̸̼̜͉̰͚̝̻́̓̏̇͑̇d̴̨̧̫̤͔̬̭͖̟̻̞̹̼̀͑͗̌̊͌̐̃͜͝͝͝ ̸̡̡̰̯̼̭̼̩̠͖̂͛͘ͅi̵̢̧̧̛̩͓͚̳͈̭͆́͑́ͅn̷̡͈̆͊̓̉͗̈̔̾̍̃̆̈͘͘͝ ̴̧̜̠̺͉̙̬̞̘̮̟̉̿̒̔̐̒̂͑́b̸̫̟̦̱̾͑̓͒̔͛͆͛̐̀̒͝l̵̢͓͓͓͓̓̽̊̂̓͛̄͆̄̄͌͑̀͐͝o̴̒̆̔̏ͅò̸͙̲̫̟͔̜̪͇̟͚͖̳̭̤͖̓̍̽͒̎͠ḍ̷̫̦̠̲̮̙͓͚͕̦̲̲͗̋̀̀͜ͅ ̷̨̢̱̯͕͙̓̄͆ͅţ̸̫͉̘͙̰̭̯̠̞͔̯͗̉̄́ḧ̵̛̛̪̞͚̻̙̝̜̮͇͙̮͕̼̀̏̏̈̇̋̇̅̕ę̸̣̏̄̍̐̍́̂͛ṅ̷̢͈̌̏̓̅̇̽̉͊́̿͝͝͠ ̵̨̢͕͈̖͈̥̘̰̉̌̋̑̀̓̅͆̕͝ͅͅs̷̱̰̝̩̰̣̀͜ǫ̸͕̰̻̪̖̪̰̰̘͍̠͗́̆͆̃̉ ̷̨̫͈͒̍͊̅̽́̾̂̈́̒̕b̴̨̖͈̠̪̼̯̮̜̈̽̐͐̽̃̂̆̓̇́̒͐é̴̙̰̪̯̍̆͐̋̉̃̽̇ ̷̪̺̲̹̂̉̄͗i̷͍̣̗͓̙͌͋̇͝t̶̫̪̯̦̙͎̺̱͗̓͋̈́̆̋̉͑͊͐̿̉̌̃͘͜.̸̨̛͎̱̼̱͈̬̯̜̖̥́̏̄̾̉̓́̈̎̀̒





How long have we rotted away in this dead world? A century? Two centuries? Four? A Millenia? Millenniums? EONS?!

Too long. Too long.

We have rotted away in this darkness for far too long.

So many of our kind have been forced into suspended hibernation to stave off starvation.

This world is a graveyard littered with the statues of our kind.

It was The World Saints who banished us this pit. To the Necromantic Fields to suffer and starve and rot while they sit high upon the Celestial Hills of the Righteous on their golden thrones in that sparkling heaven. But here, down in the empty darkness, there is only suffering.

I have watched my children succumb to this despair for far too long. But I myself never despaired. I have spent all my time trying to find a way to break free of this hell they've condemned us to.

I knew they wanted me to break. I knew they wanted me to fall to despair.

But I never will. My time here has only made me stronger as my rage grew.

Countless years of research and trials have passed. So many sacrifices. But I found it.

I found a way to return.

Not to our home. Not yet.

To another world on the far end of the Universe.

To a little blue planet the inhabitants call...Earth.

A lush, green, blue, world of light and beauty full of unsuspecting weak willed inhabitants.

I hold no grudge against these...Earthlings but they will be sacrificed to us all the same.

The barrier between worlds is still strong. For now. But as we ravage this world, our power will grow stronger from the pain until we can tear the barrier down and feast on their flesh while we feed on their despair.

We will be free of this damned existence.

We will be strong again.

We will find our way home and burn down their so called Holy Land.

And if the Earth is to be washed in blood then so be it.

[superkamiguy1]

Takako Yoshino woke up to the sound of birds happily chirping, the soft classical music playing from her alarm clock and the sunlight shining in through her window. She hopped out of bed and then turned around and quickly made it juuuuust right before removing her blue penguin onesie and merrily skipped to the bathroom and took a shower while singing “Donguri korokoro” (Acorn Rolling) to herself.

Donguri korokoro, donburiko

Oike ni hamatte, sā taihen

Dojō ga dete kite, konnichi wa
Botchan, issho ni asobimashō

Acorn is rolling, then he goes splash
Into the pond. Oh what to do?
Loach comes swimming, “Hi, how are you?
Let’s play together, little acorn boy.”

Donguri korokoro, yorokonde

Shibaraku issho ni asonda ga

Yappari oyama ga koishi to
Naite wa dojō o komaraseta

Acorn is rolling, having fun,
Playing for a little while, oh but then,
Gets so sad for his mountain home,
Cries so much loach doesn’t know what to do.

Upon finishing her shower she dried and combed her hair back to her usual bob haircut with an off center parting. This accomplished she hung up her towel and ran back to her room to get dressed in her school uniform consisting of a dark blue blazer, red tie and matching pleated skirt dress with black knee high socks. She also added in her usual lucky flower pin on her chest and a gold watch on her wrist.

Once everything was ready to go she ran downstairs, grabbed a bento box for lunch, a banana for breakfast and she grabbed the note her parents left for her: Working Late Tonight. Dinner In The Refrigerator. Love You. Have Fun At School. Love You Again.

She smiled and dropped it into her bag and twirled and danced across the house over to the door. Good morning! Good night! Hello! Good evening!
Good morning! Good night! Hello! Good evening! I'm leaving! Safe trip!" She sang out the lyrics of Go aisatsu no uta since nobody was around to stop her. She stopped to put her shoes on and stepped out, locked the door and ran out. She continued singing it out while she walked and skipped and hopped down the road while she headed towards school.

Birdsong came sweet and high, the soprano to the other sounds of the daytime mixing with her own cheerful singing. She felt them as auditory smiles and expressions of joy, those communications of the birds. The birdsongs drifted through the air as well as any summertime pollen. It came to her as magical as any flute, as improvised as deep south jazz, and as soulful as love's kiss. In that moment, with the world singing around her and a bright happy day of everyone going about their daily business, she was completely happy. It was going to be a wonderful and fun and happy day.

She had a very good feeling about today because she was so incredibly happy with everyone and everything around her! As happy as a baboon in a banana tree. As happy as a clam at high tide. As happy as a hippo in mud. As happy as a shark in a pool of blood. As happy as a kitty in a cream pie. As happy as a dog at a dinosaur dig. As happy as a rat with Roquefort. As happy as a dragon in a princess parade. As happy as a tornado in a trailer park. As happy as a rabbit in a carrot field. As happy as a fire imp in an inferno.

To put it simply, Takako Yoshino was extremely happy today!

Right up until she turned a corner and was grabbed and chokeslammed to the floor hard enough to actually make her bounce off of the ground for a second before she fell back to the ground. A quiet "Ow." Escaped her mouth as she lay there dazed on the cold hard ground.

She looked up to see a tall young man with a bleached-blond hair with a pompadour hairstyle that jutted out from his forehead like a battering ram. He had a sarashi wrap around his stomach and an unbuttoned biker jacket showing his toned torso with his hands in his pants pockets tied tightly with a black belt. The young man's head was tilted back and to the side with his upper body leaning back with his hips thrust out and his shoulders hunched forward. She couldn't see his mouth through his black surgical mask but considering his narrowed eyes and posture she was pretty sure he was sneering at her while his minions swarmed around her, stealing her pin, watch and her bag.

"Nothing personal kiddo, I just have a mugging quota to get to you and you looked like an easy target. Have a nice day!" The ringleader gave her a mock salute with his middle finger and walked away with his cronies laughing with him.

A minute passed before she suddenly performed a kip-up and sprung back to her feet and chased after them. "GIVE IT BACK YOU BUNCH OF ✌︎⬧︎⬧︎♒︎□︎●︎♏︎⬧︎!" She screamed.

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Chidori Chinatsu meanwhile was walking along the sidewalk en route to school while looking at her phone and checking out Guardian's Latest Heroics: Stopping a bank robbery and an attempted bombing, the latter thus saving the entire city! It felt good. It felt really good. Seeing her big sis in action saving the city took an enormous weight off of her shoulders and it helped her to relax after all of the stress they'd been going through. After the fight with Suko, she thought they'd been through the absolute worst of it and that the darkness had lifted and left them. But then, not too long after the horror show that was The Blood Hunt, another disaster hit Hinansho in the form of that shapeshifting maniac 'Johnny 88'. It was like the Suko Disaster all over again. Except worse because he could've literally been anywhere and anyone! The whole crew had been on their toes and looking over their shoulders to find him. Unfortunately, Sakura and Hawk were badly injured by 'Johnny' before he was stopped. For good. Sakura and Hawk survived their wounds but had to leave town to a specialized Paladin Hospital Overseas to recover in safety alongside Rin. She sighed. Two of her best friends had been taken down by another maniac and she wasn't there to protect them. Again. Everything she could do now, all of the changes her body had been experiencing since her fight with Suko, all of the strength and endurance, and her training....and she couldn't help them. She couldn't protect them. She wasn't there. Her heart was burning inside, a fire was raging inside of her, screaming at her, calling at her to fight, but to fight what? Despite all of her training and how long she'd waited....nothing else had come to Hinansho and Hiro and the other big guns had any Villain Wannabees handled. So what was she waiting for? For who? Why was she so on edge? What was coming for them? 

Chidori sighed and leaned against a wall and closed her eyes and placed a hand over her heart. She could feel the fire inside. The raging inferno just waiting to be unleashed against whatever was coming. Against whatever was causing this feeling of anxiety in her heart. 

"Dammit I need to talk to Malty." She decided. "If I'm feeling like this then there's a very good chance that she's feeling it too. I'll call her up at school." She decided and started walking while trying to push down the raging fire locked in her ribcage. 

"Uhhhh hey? Lady?"

"Huh?" She turned over on her side and looked at the speaker only to discover it was a small group of kids staring up at her. "...'Sup?" She asked and flashed them the peace sign.

"Lady, i saw you holding your heart, are you okay?" One of them asked her. 

"...I-I think so. I'm probably just tired." She replied with a shrug. 

"Uhhh shouldn't you be in school lady?"

"Probably." She admitted.

"Are you going to go then?"

"On my way now. You guys should get going too. You don't wanna be late now!" 

"GIVE ME BACK MY BELONGINGS RIGHT NOW OR I WILL MURDERIZE YOU!" A voice called down the road.

Chidori looked up from her conversation and saw a girl chasing down a gang of punks. She immediately got in between the approaching gang and the kids.

"Hey kids. Get out of here. Now. This could get ugly."

"WAAAAAH! What's going on? Who's that crazy lady? Who are those scary guys?!"

(Say, doesn't that girl go to the Hinansho High? What's her name? Yoshi something? Yoshi...Yoshi...Dinosaur...Yoshi...ah screw it. I'm just gonna stick with Yoshi.) "Her name's Yoshi. Not sure who the idiots are. But you shrimps should get out of the way before you get run over."

"We're kids, old lady, not shrimps!"

"The ♐︎◆︎♍︎🙵 did you just call me, kiddo?"

"Dammit! Boss she isn't giving up!"

"Are you serious? She's a little girl! How on Earth have we not lost her yet?"

"GIVE IT ALL BACK NOW!" Takako Yoshino screamed again as she began closing in on them after chasing them for the last four blocks.

"Ahhh screw it. This isn't getting annoying." The punks stopped and turned to face her. "Beat her until she can't get up again."

"Woah! Hey! Is she really going to take on all of them? There's six of them! She can't beat those odds!"

"Probably not. Hey, kids! Last time I'm saying it! Go across the crosswalk, get to the other side of the street, and hide in that store over there, alright?" Chidori asked them firmly but gently. "This is going to get violent and kids like you shouldn't have to see it. Try and call Guardian if you can."

"Whaaaaa? Woah, hey, what about you, lady? Are you going to fight them?! That's a whole gang over there!"

"Eh. No big deal. I've taken on bigger numbers." Chidori assured them. "Go. Now. Buy yourselves some candy if you want but stay hidden, alright?"

"I-I think we should go. This looks serious."

"Yeah, come on, lets go."

"Kick their butts lady!"

"But of course." Chidori stood up and began approaching the gang. "It's what I freaking live for!"

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Aug 6, 2023 22:59:27 GMT superkamiguy1 said:

Chidori Chinatsu meanwhile was walking along the sidewalk en route to school while looking at her phone and checking out Guardian's Latest Heroics: Stopping a bank robbery and an attempted bombing, the latter thus saving the entire city! It felt good. It felt really good. Seeing her big sis in action saving the city took an enormous weight off of her shoulders and it helped her to relax after all of the stress they'd been going through. After the fight with Suko, she thought they'd been through the absolute worst of it and that the darkness had lifted and left them. But then, not too long after the horror show that was The Blood Hunt, another disaster hit Hinansho in the form of that shapeshifting maniac 'Johnny 88'. It was like the Suko Disaster all over again. Except worse because he could've literally been anywhere and anyone! The whole crew had been on their toes and looking over their shoulders to find him. Unfortunately, Sakura and Hawk were badly injured by 'Johnny' before he was stopped. For good. Sakura and Hawk survived their wounds but had to leave town to a specialized Paladin Hospital Overseas to recover in safety alongside Rin. She sighed. Two of her best friends had been taken down by another maniac and she wasn't there to protect them. Again. Everything she could do now, all of the changes her body had been experiencing since her fight with Suko, all of the strength and endurance, and her training....and she couldn't help them. She couldn't protect them. She wasn't there. Her heart was burning inside, a fire was raging inside of her, screaming at her, calling at her to fight, but to fight what? Despite all of her training and how long she'd waited....nothing else had come to Hinansho and Hiro and the other big guns had any Villain Wannabees handled. So what was she waiting for? For who? Why was she so on edge? What was coming for them? 

Chidori sighed and leaned against a wall and closed her eyes and placed a hand over her heart. She could feel the fire inside. The raging inferno just waiting to be unleashed against whatever was coming. Against whatever was causing this feeling of anxiety in her heart. 

"Dammit I need to talk to Malty." She decided. "If I'm feeling like this then there's a very good chance that she's feeling it too. I'll call her up at school." She decided and started walking while trying to push down the raging fire locked in her ribcage. 

"Uhhhh hey? Lady?"

"Huh?" She turned over on her side and looked at the speaker only to discover it was a small group of kids staring up at her. "...'Sup?" She asked and flashed them the peace sign.

"Lady, i saw you holding your heart, are you okay?" One of them asked her. 

"...I-I think so. I'm probably just tired." She replied with a shrug. 

"Uhhh shouldn't you be in school lady?"

"Probably." She admitted.

"Are you going to go then?"

"On my way now. You guys should get going too. You don't wanna be late now!" 

"GIVE ME BACK MY BELONGINGS RIGHT NOW OR I WILL MURDERIZE YOU!" A voice called down the road.

Chidori looked up from her conversation and saw a girl chasing down a gang of punks. She immediately got in between the approaching gang and the kids.

"Hey kids. Get out of here. Now. This could get ugly."

"WAAAAAH! What's going on? Who's that crazy lady? Who are those scary guys?!"

(Say, doesn't that girl go to the Hinansho High? What's her name? Yoshi something? Yoshi...Yoshi...Dinosaur...Yoshi...ah screw it. I'm just gonna stick with Yoshi.) "Her name's Yoshi. Not sure who the idiots are. But you shrimps should get out of the way before you get run over."

"We're kids, old lady, not shrimps!"

"The ♐︎◆︎♍︎🙵 did you just call me, kiddo?"

"Dammit! Boss she isn't giving up!"

"Are you serious? She's a little girl! How on Earth have we not lost her yet?"

"GIVE IT ALL BACK NOW!" Takako Yoshino screamed again as she began closing in on them after chasing them for the last four blocks.

"Ahhh screw it. This isn't getting annoying." The punks stopped and turned to face her. "Beat her until she can't get up again."

"Woah! Hey! Is she really going to take on all of them? There's six of them! She can't beat those odds!"

"Probably not. Hey, kids! Last time I'm saying it! Go across the crosswalk, get to the other side of the street, and hide in that store over there, alright?" Chidori asked them firmly but gently. "This is going to get violent and kids like you shouldn't have to see it. Try and call Guardian if you can."

"Whaaaaa? Woah, hey, what about you, lady? Are you going to fight them?! That's a whole gang over there!"

"Eh. No big deal. I've taken on bigger numbers." Chidori assured them. "Go. Now. Buy yourselves some candy if you want but stay hidden, alright?"

"I-I think we should go. This looks serious."

"Yeah, come on, lets go."

"Kick their butts lady!"

"But of course." Chidori stood up and began approaching the gang. "It's what I freaking live for!"

Takako Yoshino stopped in her tracks. "Give it back. Give it all back right now before I put you in the ground and take it all anyway!" She threatened in between breaths.

"Look ♌︎♓︎⧫︎♍︎♒︎, in case you can't count, we've got you outnumbered. Now we've been humoring you up until now but you better run home or we'll paint the sidewalk in your blood!"

"Bring it!" She snapped back and charged the punks head on and she jumped up in the air and attempted a kick on one of the punks that he blocked. She dropped back down to the ground and the delinquent attacked her with straight punches she either blocked or dodged before countering with a spinning back elbow to his mouth that split his lip and then she kicked him away. The delinquent recovered however and attacked her again with a set of quick punches that she managed against until he landed some heavy stomach punches to her and then a punch across her jaw. She stumbled to the left a bit until she managed to stop herself and block the oncoming punch, retaliate with a quick check to his neck, followed this up with a quick uppercut to his jaw and then kicked him in the face with a spinning heel kick. They continued exchanging blows until she knocked him down to the ground.

That was when two more kicked her in the stomach and she dropped to the ground holding her stomach and gasping for breath. (URGH! R-right....outnumbered...damn!)

"Stomp her to death!" The delinquents surrounded Takako and began stomping and kicking her.

"This is over punching bag! We're gonna make sure you never get up!"

"Hurry up and finish it would you? Come on already!" Their leader scolded his men shortly before a hand grabbed the back of his neck and threw him to the ground! Chidori raced past him without even slowing down, punched the next delinquent in the face hard enough to smash him to the ground while the leader she'd tossed backwards landed on the back of his head.

"Good freaking grief. Looks like I'm going to have to even these odds up a bit."

Takako Yoshino lifted her head up to see a young lady standing over her now dressed like a, well, delinquent biker girl but she had a beautiful face with midnight dark hair tied up in a ponytail that complimented her toned physique. Clearly this was a girl who lived in the gym and was more than capable of handling herself. It took the dazed girl a moment to recognize her. "W-wait...who...whhaaaa? W-wait a second...is-isn't that...Ch-Chidori? Chidori...Chinatsu? Ch-Chidori? Chidori is that you?"

"Huh? Oh hey, I think I remember your name now....you're...uhhhh...Takako Yoshino right? You're in that Karate Club at school aren't you?"


"Wait a second!" One of the thug's eyes widened. "Did...she just say...Chidori Chinatsu? The Demon Of Hinansho High?!"

"Unngghh my head." The ringleader sat up rubbing the back of his head. "Who the hell did that? Huh?"

"Boss! You alright?"

"I'm fine! Who's she?"

"That's...Chidori Chinatsu, bro."

"W-what."

"That's enough talk. Get up and come at me with everything you've got and try to make this worth my time."

The leader got up to his feet and adjusted his mask and jacket. "D-don't be worried men! She took us by surprise but we've still got her outnumbered! We'll hit her all at once and beat her down too! We can do this guys! Don't be scared of her! She's just one little girl!"

(How hard did I get hit on the head? Because even though she's outnumbered it sounds like they're legitimately scared of her!) "Thank you for you're help but I can still fight. I-I'll back you up!" She told Chidori as she tried to push herself back up.

"That's sweet of you but you can stay down. I've taken out worse numbers than this. Come on now! Take out your weapons and lets get this show on the road already!" She spread her arms out as her eyes widened and a twisted nightmarish smile spread over her face.

"I wanna see your best so challenge me with ferocity! NOW GET UP AND FIGHT ME!"

"Ch-Chidori...please...wait...you can't...there's too many of them!"

"I've got the opposite problem. I don't think there's enough. I doubt I'll even get a buzz from these losers." Chidori took the flask from out of her pocket and dropped it on her back. "Hold onto this for me would ya?"

"HEY!"

"The hell do we do man?"

"Screw it! She wants a fight we'll give her one! Let's tear them both up!" The ring leader told his minions while taking out a pair of spiked brass knuckles.

Another one reached under the back of his shirt and he took out a small sword sheathed in wood that he took off and tossed aside.

The next guy took out two switchblades from his pockets.

The man she'd just punched staggered to his feet and pulled a bat out of his back. It was nearly cracked in half from her punch!

"That's better." She sprung to the left and punched the man with the small sword in his mouth hard enough to break his teeth and smash him to the ground! The others immediately swarmed her in response. The ringleader of the gang attacked her with a rapid combination of jabs to get her to back off and then he began mixing it up with right and left crosses that she dodged by bobbing and weaving and then she leaned back to dodge an uppercut attempt at her jaw. Chidori continued dodging his punches while the other two ran around him. The knife user slashed downwards with his knife while the batter leaped into the air from the other side and swung his bat down only for Chidori to hop backwards a few feet with a giggle. She landed on one foot and leaned forward with her hands dantily behind her back. A common pose for young ladies to show they are interested in someone, but in a subtle way rather than being overtly seductive. Although in this case, it was obvious that Chidori was taunting them. This was proven when she immediately flipped them off and stuck her tongue out.

"☞︎◆︎♍︎🙵♓︎■︎♑︎ ♌︎♓︎⧫︎♍︎♒︎!" The ringleader swore at her and they charged her all at once only for Chidori to spring forward, land on the ground and she began rolling her torso continuously in a circular path on the ground across her upper chest, shoulders and back while twirling her legs in a V-shape through the air to kick the thugs legs out from under them and knock them to the ground. Chidori then stopped her windmill move to roll over on the back of the batter, grab his head and smash it to the ground once, twice, three times until he was just plain done. Next, she stood up and kicked the bat into the air, caught it and swung it down on one of the knife user's hands to break them.

"GGGAAAAAAAHHH!" The thug cried out as Chidori just rolled her eyes and tossed the bat aside and bonked the ringleader in the face.

"💧︎♒︎♓︎⧫︎♐︎◆︎♍︎🙵♎︎♋︎❍︎■︎♌︎♓︎⧫︎♍︎♒︎⬥︎♒︎□︎❒︎♏︎♋︎⬧︎⬧︎!!!" He screamed at her.

"Oh shut your dick holster already would you?" Chidori replied while kicking the knife user in the face and dropping him. "I knew it, you losers can't even get me buzzed." She sighed and scratched the back of her head. "Seriously, this is fun and all, but I'm drier than a nun over here."

"Allow me to fix that!" The ringleader shouted and pulled out a golden whistle and blew into it. The sharp sound of the whistle echoed through the air and soon more of the gang began coming out of the woodwork! More specifically, the alleyways and stores and shops around the block. They came at them like a swarm and raced across traffic to their boss's side.

Chidori laughed as she counted them. About 20 or so now. Much better. "Oh yeah. That's what I'm talking about. This is gonna be fun."

"Brother Katauji! What the hell happened to you?"

"Oh Kami! Who did this?"

"Who the hell is this ♌︎♓︎⧫︎♍︎♒︎?"

"I'm the devil, who's asking?" Chidori joked.

"Th-that...that is Chidori Chinatsu."

The backup gang members looked at their leader in shock and surprise and then back at her.

"There's no way! That's Chidori Chinatsu?"

"She's real?!"

"I heard she's the one who took down Hidzume's gang!"

"Ahhh Hidzume. That was a good fight." She reminisced. It wasn't as insane as a certain other fight she had with a certain bloodthirsty monster but it was definitely a good workout. "I doubt you guys will be though."

"Oh man screw this!" One of the thugs stepped up with a pipe he swung around in a wild flourish before taking up a karate pose. "I've got this!

"Try me."

"I'M GOING TO SPLIT YOUR SKULL!" He yelled out and charged her head on and tried to swing the pipe at her head but she grabbed his arm in one hand and blocked with the other, then blocked his other hand with her forearm, then punched him across the face, then backhanded him, then repeated, while twisting the pipe out of his arm, then she nailed him repeated in the face with several straight punches, then she stepped in, kneed him in the groin and threw him to the ground. Where she kicked him in the balls again before running towards the others and they charged her in return.

Chidori turned her charge into a flying kick. She leaped into the air, kicked one guy in the face, then the other guy with her other leg and then she brought her leg around and up and kicked the next guy in the face and touched back down as the rest surrounded her while those three were recovering from her kicks. Chiodri then leaped back up into the air and performed a split kick that caught two more guys in the face. While she was coming back down one of them tried to tag her with a bat and another one tried to catch her with a chain. She caught them both and held onto them as she came back down and then she yanked the chain away from the man and whipped it around to make them back off and give herself some breathing room. Next she brought the chain down and wrapped it around her arm and hand. Two of the thugs attacked her with short swords from behind only for Chidori to turn around and block their blades with the bat, bright it down and punch them both out with her chained up fist.

The others charged her from behind and from the sides but Chidori didn't wait around for them to get close. She charged them head on once again.

Takako meanwhile had been resting against a wall while she watched Chidori tear through the gang. (Freaking hell man...and I had trouble with just one of them. Now here she is tearing apart this whole gang. She's so amazing. She's light as a feather and graceful as a swan but she hits like a truck! I've never seen anyone who can fight like this outside of our Club President.) Chidori squeezed her hands into fists. "That's..right. I'm a member of the Hinansho High School Karate Club...I can't...I can't just sit here and watch this!" She turned around and grabbed the wall and dragged herself to her feet.

One of the thugs face slid away from the group a few feet after a powerful hit from Chidori. He pushed himself up with his arms and spat some blood on the ground. "☞︎◆︎♍︎🙵♓︎■︎♑︎ hell." He looked back at the fight where Chidori was still taking on everybody and shook his head. "No way she's human. Huh?" He looked back to see Takako standing up and resting against the wall and then he looked back at the fight and back to Takako and smiled.

As Takako Yoshino was catching her breath she noticed one of the thugs standing up and pulling out a knife. "Come here girl."

She wiped the sweat off of her brow and took a midway stance with her left hand held forward and right fist at the ready. She took a few calming breaths. "Fear does not exist in this dojo. Pain does not exist in this dojo. Fight fair. Fight hard. Fight to win." She repeated the philosophy of the Hinansho High's Karate Club Dojo where they learned a fusion of Goju-Ryu and Tang Soo Do. "The things I do now will feel terrible. My pain will help me do the good thing. Therefore, I want to embrace this pain. Hard-Soft Style Way Of The Tang Hand." She calmed herself and got ready. Fist she'd take down this guy then she'd step in and backup Chidori.

"What the hell are you blathering about?" The thug asked while advancing on her with the knife.

Takako Yoshino smiled. "You're about to find out. So come and get me. Flip the coin, ♌︎♓︎⧫︎♍︎♒︎, come get destroyed."

"I was intending to use you as a shield." He licked the blood from his lips. "But now I'm going to have to cut you up first!" He threatened and ran at her and swung at her in a wide arc with the knife blade in a wide arc that she ducked under and then he tried to grab her with his free hand but she grabbed his arm and gave him a quick one two punch in the mouth then grabbed his arm, trapped it, forced him down, punched him in the gut, uppercut him, punched him a couple more times and then she grabbed him and flipped him over her body to slam him on the ground where she got on top of him and hit him with a quick but strong chain punch she borrowed from Wing Chun on her own time to finish him off. This done, Takako stood back up and kicked away his knife.

She took a quick breather and then she ran into the fight as fast as she could and leaped into the air and drop kicked one of the thugs in the back as hard as she could while he was distracted. The impact knocking him off of his feet and causing him to fall against the others.

(Sensei Koudou Marika would definitely scold me for using a dirty move like that.) Takako acknowledged. The Sensei President was big on fighting fair and honor in matches after all but in Takako's defense this was a fight in the streets and these guys had escalated first so she would use as much force as necessary to bring them down. Takako landed on her feet and waited for them to start getting back up. As the three guys started getting back up to their feet. Once they were getting back up, albeit still off balance, she performed a spinning kick that caught one of them across the face while he was getting up and knocked him down. She kept turning and then she gave the next guy a spinning back heel kick across his jaw, turned and gave the third guy a kick in the chest. She took a few seconds to back up and recover then she charged the middle guy and jumped on him and gave him a few hard punches to take him out of the fight and then she rolled off of him and kicked the first guy again in the face. He rolled away and staggered to his feet only for Takako charge him and going on the attack. The two of them exchanged blows for a minute before she slipped under him and delivered a few hard punches to his stomach and then she kicked him in the face and threw him to the ground.

That was when the third guy hit her from behind and she collided with the wall and cried out in pain. Takako gritted her teeth through it and rolled away so his kick hit the wall instead of her. She backed away while defending herself and blocking and dodging his attacks until she managed to find an opening and she delivered a few quick hits and then she caught his arm, moved behind him and kicked the back of his leg a couple of times and then she tripped him and threw him to the ground and then she took him out with some heavy hits. Takako took a few breaths to calm himself and catch her breath.

After she recovered enough she ran back to the brawl.

One of the thugs noticed her coming though and he picked his short sword back up and charged her. Takako quickly stopped and braced herself for the next fight. That was when a baseball bat flew through the crowd and hit the thug in the middle of his back. He cried out and staggered forward. Takako didn't let this chance slip by. She ran up to him and grabbed him and threw him over her head and down on the ground. She kicked his weapon away and then got on top of him and clobbered him until she was sure he was out of the fight.

She took a breather and grimaced from the pain her body was in but she rose up regardless and headed back into the fight.


The ringleader of the gang smacked against the wall and slumped to the ground groaning. Chidori meanwhile was dishing out spinning kicks like a whirlwind while unwrapping the chain from her hand. She swung it overhead and then she lashed out with it to wrap one thug's leg and then she yanked on it hard enough to trip him up. She ducked under a punch, dodged another, blocked the next one and then she kicked backwards and caught a punk in the groin while leaning forward and punching another guy in the gut hard enough to make him gasp and double over. She tossed the chain away and grabbed the thug and kneed him in the face and then she turned around and swung him away causing him to fall against his companion. Chidori then caught aimed at her head with one hand while blocking a punch with her forearm and deflecting it aside before she kicked the guy in the balls and dropping him and then she turned around and punched the other guy a few times in the face and then she knocked him aside.

The remaining guys charged her and began attacking her with punches and kicks from the front and the sides which Chidori blocked and countered and shut down while she backed away from them until Takako reached them and grabbed one of the thugs and threw him to the ground and then she ducked down and tripped another one. This gave Chidori some room to counter and quickly lash out with powerful punches and kicks that knocked the goons away from her while Takako was punching out the guy she'd thrown to the ground and then she rolled around and kicked the other guy in the face a few times.

After knocking down the punks, Chidori offered her a hand up. Takako smiled and took. She pulled her up and Takako took a breather while the punks were scrambling to get up. They charged them again and Takako engaged one while Chidori engaged the other two. It was a short fight. Chidori took one guy out with a spinning kick and then she deflected the next guys arms aside before she knocked him to the ground and punched him out while Takako fought it out with her opponent until she could push him away and then she jumped up and kicked him to the ground.


With everyone down finally, Takako doubled over gasping for breath. Everything hurt and she was completely exhausted but they'd done it. She looked up at Chidori who was relaxing and catching a bit of her breath while dusting off her trenchcoat.

☝︎⚐︎👎︎👎︎✌︎💣︎☠︎✋︎❄︎! YOU CRAZY ☞︎🕆︎👍︎😐︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ MONSTER 👌︎✋︎❄︎👍︎☟︎☜︎💧︎!" The ringleader screamed and attacked Chidori again with another wild combination of punches, mixing in crosses, uppercuts and haymakers but she danced around him with ease in between blocking his arms and striking him in the face with quick shots. He backed up and tried a spinning back heel kick but she leaned backwards to dodge it and then she leaned back up and hit him with a few quick shots across his jaw and then she hit him with a spinning backfist and a kick to the stomach. As he backed away gasping for air, Chidori ran straight at him and leaped forward with a spinning headbutt to the chest. He was knocked on his back while Chidori landed on her hands, pushed herself straight up into the air, landed on her feet and then she flipped forward and slammed her heel onto his chest, sat up and dished out a few quick punches to his face to drop him. Chidori stood up and dusted herself off while Takako could only stare in amazement.

"How did you do that?"

"Well let me put it simply for ya. I AM CHIDORI CHINATSU AND I AM ☞︎◆︎♍︎🙵♓︎■︎♑︎ AWESOME!" She declared proudly. "Buuut...you ain't too bad either, Yoshi. You've got some real moves." Chidori patted her on the back and walked past the gang, kicking away their remaining weapons as she went, and retrieved her flask, dusted it off and put it back in her pocket. "So are you okay?"

"I...yeah..j-just...give me a minute to rest. Maybe sixty."

"Oh I wouldn't worry too much. There's probably a few ambulances on the way now. You'll be fine." She handed Takako some yen bills.

"Huh?"

"Go on and get yourself some ice at the store over there in the meantime. It's on me."

"I-I-I...I can't just..."

"It's fiiiiiine."

"W-well....o-okay..." She accepted the money. "Th-thank you."

"It's all good, Yoshi. Take care of yourself and get some rest. These guys won't mess with you again." She ruffled Takako's hair and walked away. "Lets do this again sometime! This was fun! We make a good team!" She called back to Yoshi.

She laughed nervously and waved back. "N-now then..." She caught her breath and stood back up. "Time to get my stuff back. Give it all back right now you unconscious punks!"

-

"and then she left?" Inspector Wakamura Maki asked Takako.

Takako nodded while holding an ice pack to her head. She'd taken back her belongings after the fight and now she was sitting at a café table resting an ice pack against her head and sipping on ice water. "That's right, ma'am. She saved my life and then she left. I would like to reiterate that the punks started it."

[superkamiguy1]

Nov 6, 2023 2:25:32 GMT superkamiguy1 said:

Aug 6, 2023 22:59:27 GMT superkamiguy1 said:

Chidori Chinatsu meanwhile was walking along the sidewalk en route to school while looking at her phone and checking out Guardian's Latest Heroics: Stopping a bank robbery and an attempted bombing, the latter thus saving the entire city! It felt good. It felt really good. Seeing her big sis in action saving the city took an enormous weight off of her shoulders and it helped her to relax after all of the stress they'd been going through. After the fight with Suko, she thought they'd been through the absolute worst of it and that the darkness had lifted and left them. But then, not too long after the horror show that was The Blood Hunt, another disaster hit Hinansho in the form of that shapeshifting maniac 'Johnny 88'. It was like the Suko Disaster all over again. Except worse because he could've literally been anywhere and anyone! The whole crew had been on their toes and looking over their shoulders to find him. Unfortunately, Sakura and Hawk were badly injured by 'Johnny' before he was stopped. For good. Sakura and Hawk survived their wounds but had to leave town to a specialized Paladin Hospital Overseas to recover in safety alongside Rin. She sighed. Two of her best friends had been taken down by another maniac and she wasn't there to protect them. Again. Everything she could do now, all of the changes her body had been experiencing since her fight with Suko, all of the strength and endurance, and her training....and she couldn't help them. She couldn't protect them. She wasn't there. Her heart was burning inside, a fire was raging inside of her, screaming at her, calling at her to fight, but to fight what? Despite all of her training and how long she'd waited....nothing else had come to Hinansho and Hiro and the other big guns had any Villain Wannabees handled. So what was she waiting for? For who? Why was she so on edge? What was coming for them? 

Chidori sighed and leaned against a wall and closed her eyes and placed a hand over her heart. She could feel the fire inside. The raging inferno just waiting to be unleashed against whatever was coming. Against whatever was causing this feeling of anxiety in her heart. 

"Dammit I need to talk to Malty." She decided. "If I'm feeling like this then there's a very good chance that she's feeling it too. I'll call her up at school." She decided and started walking while trying to push down the raging fire locked in her ribcage. 

"Uhhhh hey? Lady?"

"Huh?" She turned over on her side and looked at the speaker only to discover it was a small group of kids staring up at her. "...'Sup?" She asked and flashed them the peace sign.

"Lady, i saw you holding your heart, are you okay?" One of them asked her. 

"...I-I think so. I'm probably just tired." She replied with a shrug. 

"Uhhh shouldn't you be in school lady?"

"Probably." She admitted.

"Are you going to go then?"

"On my way now. You guys should get going too. You don't wanna be late now!" 

"GIVE ME BACK MY BELONGINGS RIGHT NOW OR I WILL MURDERIZE YOU!" A voice called down the road.

Chidori looked up from her conversation and saw a girl chasing down a gang of punks. She immediately got in between the approaching gang and the kids.

"Hey kids. Get out of here. Now. This could get ugly."

"WAAAAAH! What's going on? Who's that crazy lady? Who are those scary guys?!"

(Say, doesn't that girl go to the Hinansho High? What's her name? Yoshi something? Yoshi...Yoshi...Dinosaur...Yoshi...ah screw it. I'm just gonna stick with Yoshi.) "Her name's Yoshi. Not sure who the idiots are. But you shrimps should get out of the way before you get run over."

"We're kids, old lady, not shrimps!"

"The ♐︎◆︎♍︎🙵 did you just call me, kiddo?"

"Dammit! Boss she isn't giving up!"

"Are you serious? She's a little girl! How on Earth have we not lost her yet?"

"GIVE IT ALL BACK NOW!" Takako Yoshino screamed again as she began closing in on them after chasing them for the last four blocks.

"Ahhh screw it. This isn't getting annoying." The punks stopped and turned to face her. "Beat her until she can't get up again."

"Woah! Hey! Is she really going to take on all of them? There's six of them! She can't beat those odds!"

"Probably not. Hey, kids! Last time I'm saying it! Go across the crosswalk, get to the other side of the street, and hide in that store over there, alright?" Chidori asked them firmly but gently. "This is going to get violent and kids like you shouldn't have to see it. Try and call Guardian if you can."

"Whaaaaa? Woah, hey, what about you, lady? Are you going to fight them?! That's a whole gang over there!"

"Eh. No big deal. I've taken on bigger numbers." Chidori assured them. "Go. Now. Buy yourselves some candy if you want but stay hidden, alright?"

"I-I think we should go. This looks serious."

"Yeah, come on, lets go."

"Kick their butts lady!"

"But of course." Chidori stood up and began approaching the gang. "It's what I freaking live for!"

Takako Yoshino stopped in her tracks. "Give it back. Give it all back right now before I put you in the ground and take it all anyway!" She threatened in between breaths.

"Look ♌︎♓︎⧫︎♍︎♒︎, in case you can't count, we've got you outnumbered. Now we've been humoring you up until now but you better run home or we'll paint the sidewalk in your blood!"

"Bring it!" She snapped back and charged the punks head on and she jumped up in the air and attempted a kick on one of the punks that he blocked. She dropped back down to the ground and the delinquent attacked her with straight punches she either blocked or dodged before countering with a spinning back elbow to his mouth that split his lip and then she kicked him away. The delinquent recovered however and attacked her again with a set of quick punches that she managed against until he landed some heavy stomach punches to her and then a punch across her jaw. She stumbled to the left a bit until she managed to stop herself and block the oncoming punch, retaliate with a quick check to his neck, followed this up with a quick uppercut to his jaw and then kicked him in the face with a spinning heel kick. They continued exchanging blows until she knocked him down to the ground.

That was when two more kicked her in the stomach and she dropped to the ground holding her stomach and gasping for breath. (URGH! R-right....outnumbered...damn!)

"Stomp her to death!" The delinquents surrounded Takako and began stomping and kicking her.

"This is over punching bag! We're gonna make sure you never get up!"

"Hurry up and finish it would you? Come on already!" Their leader scolded his men shortly before a hand grabbed the back of his neck and threw him to the ground! Chidori raced past him without even slowing down, punched the next delinquent in the face hard enough to smash him to the ground while the leader she'd tossed backwards landed on the back of his head.

"Good freaking grief. Looks like I'm going to have to even these odds up a bit."

Takako Yoshino lifted her head up to see a young lady standing over her now dressed like a, well, delinquent biker girl but she had a beautiful face with midnight dark hair tied up in a ponytail that complimented her toned physique. Clearly this was a girl who lived in the gym and was more than capable of handling herself. It took the dazed girl a moment to recognize her. "W-wait...who...whhaaaa? W-wait a second...is-isn't that...Ch-Chidori? Chidori...Chinatsu? Ch-Chidori? Chidori is that you?"

"Huh? Oh hey, I think I remember your name now....you're...uhhhh...Takako Yoshino right? You're in that Karate Club at school aren't you?"


"Wait a second!" One of the thug's eyes widened. "Did...she just say...Chidori Chinatsu? The Demon Of Hinansho High?!"

"Unngghh my head." The ringleader sat up rubbing the back of his head. "Who the hell did that? Huh?"

"Boss! You alright?"

"I'm fine! Who's she?"

"That's...Chidori Chinatsu, bro."

"W-what."

"That's enough talk. Get up and come at me with everything you've got and try to make this worth my time."

The leader got up to his feet and adjusted his mask and jacket. "D-don't be worried men! She took us by surprise but we've still got her outnumbered! We'll hit her all at once and beat her down too! We can do this guys! Don't be scared of her! She's just one little girl!"

(How hard did I get hit on the head? Because even though she's outnumbered it sounds like they're legitimately scared of her!) "Thank you for you're help but I can still fight. I-I'll back you up!" She told Chidori as she tried to push herself back up.

"That's sweet of you but you can stay down. I've taken out worse numbers than this. Come on now! Take out your weapons and lets get this show on the road already!" She spread her arms out as her eyes widened and a twisted nightmarish smile spread over her face.

"I wanna see your best so challenge me with ferocity! NOW GET UP AND FIGHT ME!"

"Ch-Chidori...please...wait...you can't...there's too many of them!"

"I've got the opposite problem. I don't think there's enough. I doubt I'll even get a buzz from these losers." Chidori took the flask from out of her pocket and dropped it on her back. "Hold onto this for me would ya?"

"HEY!"

"The hell do we do man?"

"Screw it! She wants a fight we'll give her one! Let's tear them both up!" The ring leader told his minions while taking out a pair of spiked brass knuckles.

Another one reached under the back of his shirt and he took out a small sword sheathed in wood that he took off and tossed aside.

The next guy took out two switchblades from his pockets.

The man she'd just punched staggered to his feet and pulled a bat out of his back. It was nearly cracked in half from her punch!

"That's better." She sprung to the left and punched the man with the small sword in his mouth hard enough to break his teeth and smash him to the ground! The others immediately swarmed her in response. The ringleader of the gang attacked her with a rapid combination of jabs to get her to back off and then he began mixing it up with right and left crosses that she dodged by bobbing and weaving and then she leaned back to dodge an uppercut attempt at her jaw. Chidori continued dodging his punches while the other two ran around him. The knife user slashed downwards with his knife while the batter leaped into the air from the other side and swung his bat down only for Chidori to hop backwards a few feet with a giggle. She landed on one foot and leaned forward with her hands dantily behind her back. A common pose for young ladies to show they are interested in someone, but in a subtle way rather than being overtly seductive. Although in this case, it was obvious that Chidori was taunting them. This was proven when she immediately flipped them off and stuck her tongue out.

"☞︎◆︎♍︎🙵♓︎■︎♑︎ ♌︎♓︎⧫︎♍︎♒︎!" The ringleader swore at her and they charged her all at once only for Chidori to spring forward, land on the ground and she began rolling her torso continuously in a circular path on the ground across her upper chest, shoulders and back while twirling her legs in a V-shape through the air to kick the thugs legs out from under them and knock them to the ground. Chidori then stopped her windmill move to roll over on the back of the batter, grab his head and smash it to the ground once, twice, three times until he was just plain done. Next, she stood up and kicked the bat into the air, caught it and swung it down on one of the knife user's hands to break them.

"GGGAAAAAAAHHH!" The thug cried out as Chidori just rolled her eyes and tossed the bat aside and bonked the ringleader in the face.

"💧︎♒︎♓︎⧫︎♐︎◆︎♍︎🙵♎︎♋︎❍︎■︎♌︎♓︎⧫︎♍︎♒︎⬥︎♒︎□︎❒︎♏︎♋︎⬧︎⬧︎!!!" He screamed at her.

"Oh shut your dick holster already would you?" Chidori replied while kicking the knife user in the face and dropping him. "I knew it, you losers can't even get me buzzed." She sighed and scratched the back of her head. "Seriously, this is fun and all, but I'm drier than a nun over here."

"Allow me to fix that!" The ringleader shouted and pulled out a golden whistle and blew into it. The sharp sound of the whistle echoed through the air and soon more of the gang began coming out of the woodwork! More specifically, the alleyways and stores and shops around the block. They came at them like a swarm and raced across traffic to their boss's side.

Chidori laughed as she counted them. About 20 or so now. Much better. "Oh yeah. That's what I'm talking about. This is gonna be fun."

"Brother Katauji! What the hell happened to you?"

"Oh Kami! Who did this?"

"Who the hell is this ♌︎♓︎⧫︎♍︎♒︎?"

"I'm the devil, who's asking?" Chidori joked.

"Th-that...that is Chidori Chinatsu."

The backup gang members looked at their leader in shock and surprise and then back at her.

"There's no way! That's Chidori Chinatsu?"

"She's real?!"

"I heard she's the one who took down Hidzume's gang!"

"Ahhh Hidzume. That was a good fight." She reminisced. It wasn't as insane as a certain other fight she had with a certain bloodthirsty monster but it was definitely a good workout. "I doubt you guys will be though."

"Oh man screw this!" One of the thugs stepped up with a pipe he swung around in a wild flourish before taking up a karate pose. "I've got this!

"Try me."

"I'M GOING TO SPLIT YOUR SKULL!" He yelled out and charged her head on and tried to swing the pipe at her head but she grabbed his arm in one hand and blocked with the other, then blocked his other hand with her forearm, then punched him across the face, then backhanded him, then repeated, while twisting the pipe out of his arm, then she nailed him repeated in the face with several straight punches, then she stepped in, kneed him in the groin and threw him to the ground. Where she kicked him in the balls again before running towards the others and they charged her in return.

Chidori turned her charge into a flying kick. She leaped into the air, kicked one guy in the face, then the other guy with her other leg and then she brought her leg around and up and kicked the next guy in the face and touched back down as the rest surrounded her while those three were recovering from her kicks. Chiodri then leaped back up into the air and performed a split kick that caught two more guys in the face. While she was coming back down one of them tried to tag her with a bat and another one tried to catch her with a chain. She caught them both and held onto them as she came back down and then she yanked the chain away from the man and whipped it around to make them back off and give herself some breathing room. Next she brought the chain down and wrapped it around her arm and hand. Two of the thugs attacked her with short swords from behind only for Chidori to turn around and block their blades with the bat, bright it down and punch them both out with her chained up fist.

The others charged her from behind and from the sides but Chidori didn't wait around for them to get close. She charged them head on once again.

Takako meanwhile had been resting against a wall while she watched Chidori tear through the gang. (Freaking hell man...and I had trouble with just one of them. Now here she is tearing apart this whole gang. She's so amazing. She's light as a feather and graceful as a swan but she hits like a truck! I've never seen anyone who can fight like this outside of our Club President.) Chidori squeezed her hands into fists. "That's..right. I'm a member of the Hinansho High School Karate Club...I can't...I can't just sit here and watch this!" She turned around and grabbed the wall and dragged herself to her feet.

One of the thugs face slid away from the group a few feet after a powerful hit from Chidori. He pushed himself up with his arms and spat some blood on the ground. "☞︎◆︎♍︎🙵♓︎■︎♑︎ hell." He looked back at the fight where Chidori was still taking on everybody and shook his head. "No way she's human. Huh?" He looked back to see Takako standing up and resting against the wall and then he looked back at the fight and back to Takako and smiled.

As Takako Yoshino was catching her breath she noticed one of the thugs standing up and pulling out a knife. "Come here girl."

She wiped the sweat off of her brow and took a midway stance with her left hand held forward and right fist at the ready. She took a few calming breaths. "Fear does not exist in this dojo. Pain does not exist in this dojo. Fight fair. Fight hard. Fight to win." She repeated the philosophy of the Hinansho High's Karate Club Dojo where they learned a fusion of Goju-Ryu and Tang Soo Do. "The things I do now will feel terrible. My pain will help me do the good thing. Therefore, I want to embrace this pain. Hard-Soft Style Way Of The Tang Hand." She calmed herself and got ready. Fist she'd take down this guy then she'd step in and backup Chidori.

"What the hell are you blathering about?" The thug asked while advancing on her with the knife.

Takako Yoshino smiled. "You're about to find out. So come and get me. Flip the coin, ♌︎♓︎⧫︎♍︎♒︎, come get destroyed."

"I was intending to use you as a shield." He licked the blood from his lips. "But now I'm going to have to cut you up first!" He threatened and ran at her and swung at her in a wide arc with the knife blade in a wide arc that she ducked under and then he tried to grab her with his free hand but she grabbed his arm and gave him a quick one two punch in the mouth then grabbed his arm, trapped it, forced him down, punched him in the gut, uppercut him, punched him a couple more times and then she grabbed him and flipped him over her body to slam him on the ground where she got on top of him and hit him with a quick but strong chain punch she borrowed from Wing Chun on her own time to finish him off. This done, Takako stood back up and kicked away his knife.

She took a quick breather and then she ran into the fight as fast as she could and leaped into the air and drop kicked one of the thugs in the back as hard as she could while he was distracted. The impact knocking him off of his feet and causing him to fall against the others.

(Sensei Koudou Marika would definitely scold me for using a dirty move like that.) Takako acknowledged. The Sensei President was big on fighting fair and honor in matches after all but in Takako's defense this was a fight in the streets and these guys had escalated first so she would use as much force as necessary to bring them down. Takako landed on her feet and waited for them to start getting back up. As the three guys started getting back up to their feet. Once they were getting back up, albeit still off balance, she performed a spinning kick that caught one of them across the face while he was getting up and knocked him down. She kept turning and then she gave the next guy a spinning back heel kick across his jaw, turned and gave the third guy a kick in the chest. She took a few seconds to back up and recover then she charged the middle guy and jumped on him and gave him a few hard punches to take him out of the fight and then she rolled off of him and kicked the first guy again in the face. He rolled away and staggered to his feet only for Takako charge him and going on the attack. The two of them exchanged blows for a minute before she slipped under him and delivered a few hard punches to his stomach and then she kicked him in the face and threw him to the ground.

That was when the third guy hit her from behind and she collided with the wall and cried out in pain. Takako gritted her teeth through it and rolled away so his kick hit the wall instead of her. She backed away while defending herself and blocking and dodging his attacks until she managed to find an opening and she delivered a few quick hits and then she caught his arm, moved behind him and kicked the back of his leg a couple of times and then she tripped him and threw him to the ground and then she took him out with some heavy hits. Takako took a few breaths to calm himself and catch her breath.

After she recovered enough she ran back to the brawl.

One of the thugs noticed her coming though and he picked his short sword back up and charged her. Takako quickly stopped and braced herself for the next fight. That was when a baseball bat flew through the crowd and hit the thug in the middle of his back. He cried out and staggered forward. Takako didn't let this chance slip by. She ran up to him and grabbed him and threw him over her head and down on the ground. She kicked his weapon away and then got on top of him and clobbered him until she was sure he was out of the fight.

She took a breather and grimaced from the pain her body was in but she rose up regardless and headed back into the fight.


The ringleader of the gang smacked against the wall and slumped to the ground groaning. Chidori meanwhile was dishing out spinning kicks like a whirlwind while unwrapping the chain from her hand. She swung it overhead and then she lashed out with it to wrap one thug's leg and then she yanked on it hard enough to trip him up. She ducked under a punch, dodged another, blocked the next one and then she kicked backwards and caught a punk in the groin while leaning forward and punching another guy in the gut hard enough to make him gasp and double over. She tossed the chain away and grabbed the thug and kneed him in the face and then she turned around and swung him away causing him to fall against his companion. Chidori then caught aimed at her head with one hand while blocking a punch with her forearm and deflecting it aside before she kicked the guy in the balls and dropping him and then she turned around and punched the other guy a few times in the face and then she knocked him aside.

The remaining guys charged her and began attacking her with punches and kicks from the front and the sides which Chidori blocked and countered and shut down while she backed away from them until Takako reached them and grabbed one of the thugs and threw him to the ground and then she ducked down and tripped another one. This gave Chidori some room to counter and quickly lash out with powerful punches and kicks that knocked the goons away from her while Takako was punching out the guy she'd thrown to the ground and then she rolled around and kicked the other guy in the face a few times.

After knocking down the punks, Chidori offered her a hand up. Takako smiled and took. She pulled her up and Takako took a breather while the punks were scrambling to get up. They charged them again and Takako engaged one while Chidori engaged the other two. It was a short fight. Chidori took one guy out with a spinning kick and then she deflected the next guys arms aside before she knocked him to the ground and punched him out while Takako fought it out with her opponent until she could push him away and then she jumped up and kicked him to the ground.


With everyone down finally, Takako doubled over gasping for breath. Everything hurt and she was completely exhausted but they'd done it. She looked up at Chidori who was relaxing and catching a bit of her breath while dusting off her trenchcoat.

☝︎⚐︎👎︎👎︎✌︎💣︎☠︎✋︎❄︎! YOU CRAZY ☞︎🕆︎👍︎😐︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ MONSTER 👌︎✋︎❄︎👍︎☟︎☜︎💧︎!" The ringleader screamed and attacked Chidori again with another wild combination of punches, mixing in crosses, uppercuts and haymakers but she danced around him with ease in between blocking his arms and striking him in the face with quick shots. He backed up and tried a spinning back heel kick but she leaned backwards to dodge it and then she leaned back up and hit him with a few quick shots across his jaw and then she hit him with a spinning backfist and a kick to the stomach. As he backed away gasping for air, Chidori ran straight at him and leaped forward with a spinning headbutt to the chest. He was knocked on his back while Chidori landed on her hands, pushed herself straight up into the air, landed on her feet and then she flipped forward and slammed her heel onto his chest, sat up and dished out a few quick punches to his face to drop him. Chidori stood up and dusted herself off while Takako could only stare in amazement.

"How did you do that?"

"Well let me put it simply for ya. I AM CHIDORI CHINATSU AND I AM ☞︎◆︎♍︎🙵♓︎■︎♑︎ AWESOME!" She declared proudly. "Buuut...you ain't too bad either, Yoshi. You've got some real moves." Chidori patted her on the back and walked past the gang, kicking away their remaining weapons as she went, and retrieved her flask, dusted it off and put it back in her pocket. "So are you okay?"

"I...yeah..j-just...give me a minute to rest. Maybe sixty."

"Oh I wouldn't worry too much. There's probably a few ambulances on the way now. You'll be fine." She handed Takako some yen bills.

"Huh?"

"Go on and get yourself some ice at the store over there in the meantime. It's on me."

"I-I-I...I can't just..."

"It's fiiiiiine."

"W-well....o-okay..." She accepted the money. "Th-thank you."

"It's all good, Yoshi. Take care of yourself and get some rest. These guys won't mess with you again." She ruffled Takako's hair and walked away. "Lets do this again sometime! This was fun! We make a good team!" She called back to Yoshi.

She laughed nervously and waved back. "N-now then..." She caught her breath and stood back up. "Time to get my stuff back. Give it all back right now you unconscious punks!"

-

"and then she left?" Inspector Wakamura Maki asked Takako.

Takako nodded while holding an ice pack to her head. She'd taken back her belongings after the fight and now she was sitting at a café table resting an ice pack against her head and sipping on ice water. "That's right, ma'am. She saved my life and then she left. I would like to reiterate that the punks started it."

"That matches what we've heard from everyone else. We are going to need to follow up with Chidori though but...yeah. This matches with her usual M.O."

"Really? She does this often then?"

"Oh yeah. That girl cannot stand injustice or turn her back on somebody in need. She's turned into a local hero around here. She and her entire family." Maki informed her. "So how about you? Are you good enough to go to school?"

"Mmm...yeah. If I can rest up on the way there."

"It's not too far from here. I'll give you a ride and wake you when we're there. Just so long as you promise to go to the nurse's office when you get there." 

"Yes ma'am." Yoshii assured her with a salute.

"At ease soldier. You did good today." Maki responded and held out her hand. Yoshii took it as she slowly stood up and then Maki lead her over to her car, opened up the back of it, and helped her to sit down. She leaned back against the seat and sighed as she buckled up and then returned the icepack to her head. "Sleep tight, kiddo." Maki whispered as she gently closed the door.  The car took off seconds later. 

-

Meanwhile! 

"WHOOOOHOOOO!" Chidori yelled out as she traversed the rooftops of Hinansho, Japan like a jackrabbit. She was leaping from rooftop to rooftop in a stunning endless gymnastics display. She flipped and cartwheeled and leaped and soared through the air with the greatest of ease. She felt like she was light as a feather! She was flying over the city below and running like the wind! She was even able to leap across traffic to buildings on the opposite side with ease now! Kami, Chidori felt so POWERFUL now! She was now far removed from who she used to be.

She was stronger, faster, tougher, better! She was so much more powerful now than she used to be! Chidori still couldn't beat Malty of course, not yet, but she could put up way more of a fight than she used to. Even better? Chidori could tell that this new her was only the tip of the iceberg. She still couldn't tell what exactly it was that she was turning into or understand the power that was sleeping within her but Chidori could tell that it was...while not awake, not yet, it was stirring.

It was currently trying to wake up within her but at the same time she could tell that she was waiting for something. She didn't know what that was either, if the fight with Suko wasn't enough to wake this power up then she didn't know what would be, but she had a feeling it was just on the horizon. For now though she kept running and flipping and leaping over the streets of Hinansho until she finally spotted the school. Even with her detour for the fight she'd made it in record time today.

Chidori beamed and then she leaped off the rooftop, let herself drop down towards the ground, flipped in the air, kicked back to kick off of the wall behind her, launched herself down to the ground, held out her hand, pushed off against the sidewalk, flipped herself in the air, landed on the other side and stuck the landing. She smiled and hummed to herself as she walked towards the school. 

"I have a feeling that today is going to be a really good day."

[superkamiguy1]

Apr 29, 2024 1:44:59 GMT superkamiguy1 said:

Nov 6, 2023 2:25:32 GMT superkamiguy1 said:

Takako Yoshino stopped in her tracks. "Give it back. Give it all back right now before I put you in the ground and take it all anyway!" She threatened in between breaths.

"Look ♌︎♓︎⧫︎♍︎♒︎, in case you can't count, we've got you outnumbered. Now we've been humoring you up until now but you better run home or we'll paint the sidewalk in your blood!"

"Bring it!" She snapped back and charged the punks head on and she jumped up in the air and attempted a kick on one of the punks that he blocked. She dropped back down to the ground and the delinquent attacked her with straight punches she either blocked or dodged before countering with a spinning back elbow to his mouth that split his lip and then she kicked him away. The delinquent recovered however and attacked her again with a set of quick punches that she managed against until he landed some heavy stomach punches to her and then a punch across her jaw. She stumbled to the left a bit until she managed to stop herself and block the oncoming punch, retaliate with a quick check to his neck, followed this up with a quick uppercut to his jaw and then kicked him in the face with a spinning heel kick. They continued exchanging blows until she knocked him down to the ground.

That was when two more kicked her in the stomach and she dropped to the ground holding her stomach and gasping for breath. (URGH! R-right....outnumbered...damn!)

"Stomp her to death!" The delinquents surrounded Takako and began stomping and kicking her.

"This is over punching bag! We're gonna make sure you never get up!"

"Hurry up and finish it would you? Come on already!" Their leader scolded his men shortly before a hand grabbed the back of his neck and threw him to the ground! Chidori raced past him without even slowing down, punched the next delinquent in the face hard enough to smash him to the ground while the leader she'd tossed backwards landed on the back of his head.

"Good freaking grief. Looks like I'm going to have to even these odds up a bit."

Takako Yoshino lifted her head up to see a young lady standing over her now dressed like a, well, delinquent biker girl but she had a beautiful face with midnight dark hair tied up in a ponytail that complimented her toned physique. Clearly this was a girl who lived in the gym and was more than capable of handling herself. It took the dazed girl a moment to recognize her. "W-wait...who...whhaaaa? W-wait a second...is-isn't that...Ch-Chidori? Chidori...Chinatsu? Ch-Chidori? Chidori is that you?"

"Huh? Oh hey, I think I remember your name now....you're...uhhhh...Takako Yoshino right? You're in that Karate Club at school aren't you?"


"Wait a second!" One of the thug's eyes widened. "Did...she just say...Chidori Chinatsu? The Demon Of Hinansho High?!"

"Unngghh my head." The ringleader sat up rubbing the back of his head. "Who the hell did that? Huh?"

"Boss! You alright?"

"I'm fine! Who's she?"

"That's...Chidori Chinatsu, bro."

"W-what."

"That's enough talk. Get up and come at me with everything you've got and try to make this worth my time."

The leader got up to his feet and adjusted his mask and jacket. "D-don't be worried men! She took us by surprise but we've still got her outnumbered! We'll hit her all at once and beat her down too! We can do this guys! Don't be scared of her! She's just one little girl!"

(How hard did I get hit on the head? Because even though she's outnumbered it sounds like they're legitimately scared of her!) "Thank you for you're help but I can still fight. I-I'll back you up!" She told Chidori as she tried to push herself back up.

"That's sweet of you but you can stay down. I've taken out worse numbers than this. Come on now! Take out your weapons and lets get this show on the road already!" She spread her arms out as her eyes widened and a twisted nightmarish smile spread over her face.

"I wanna see your best so challenge me with ferocity! NOW GET UP AND FIGHT ME!"

"Ch-Chidori...please...wait...you can't...there's too many of them!"

"I've got the opposite problem. I don't think there's enough. I doubt I'll even get a buzz from these losers." Chidori took the flask from out of her pocket and dropped it on her back. "Hold onto this for me would ya?"

"HEY!"

"The hell do we do man?"

"Screw it! She wants a fight we'll give her one! Let's tear them both up!" The ring leader told his minions while taking out a pair of spiked brass knuckles.

Another one reached under the back of his shirt and he took out a small sword sheathed in wood that he took off and tossed aside.

The next guy took out two switchblades from his pockets.

The man she'd just punched staggered to his feet and pulled a bat out of his back. It was nearly cracked in half from her punch!

"That's better." She sprung to the left and punched the man with the small sword in his mouth hard enough to break his teeth and smash him to the ground! The others immediately swarmed her in response. The ringleader of the gang attacked her with a rapid combination of jabs to get her to back off and then he began mixing it up with right and left crosses that she dodged by bobbing and weaving and then she leaned back to dodge an uppercut attempt at her jaw. Chidori continued dodging his punches while the other two ran around him. The knife user slashed downwards with his knife while the batter leaped into the air from the other side and swung his bat down only for Chidori to hop backwards a few feet with a giggle. She landed on one foot and leaned forward with her hands dantily behind her back. A common pose for young ladies to show they are interested in someone, but in a subtle way rather than being overtly seductive. Although in this case, it was obvious that Chidori was taunting them. This was proven when she immediately flipped them off and stuck her tongue out.

"☞︎◆︎♍︎🙵♓︎■︎♑︎ ♌︎♓︎⧫︎♍︎♒︎!" The ringleader swore at her and they charged her all at once only for Chidori to spring forward, land on the ground and she began rolling her torso continuously in a circular path on the ground across her upper chest, shoulders and back while twirling her legs in a V-shape through the air to kick the thugs legs out from under them and knock them to the ground. Chidori then stopped her windmill move to roll over on the back of the batter, grab his head and smash it to the ground once, twice, three times until he was just plain done. Next, she stood up and kicked the bat into the air, caught it and swung it down on one of the knife user's hands to break them.

"GGGAAAAAAAHHH!" The thug cried out as Chidori just rolled her eyes and tossed the bat aside and bonked the ringleader in the face.

"💧︎♒︎♓︎⧫︎♐︎◆︎♍︎🙵♎︎♋︎❍︎■︎♌︎♓︎⧫︎♍︎♒︎⬥︎♒︎□︎❒︎♏︎♋︎⬧︎⬧︎!!!" He screamed at her.

"Oh shut your dick holster already would you?" Chidori replied while kicking the knife user in the face and dropping him. "I knew it, you losers can't even get me buzzed." She sighed and scratched the back of her head. "Seriously, this is fun and all, but I'm drier than a nun over here."

"Allow me to fix that!" The ringleader shouted and pulled out a golden whistle and blew into it. The sharp sound of the whistle echoed through the air and soon more of the gang began coming out of the woodwork! More specifically, the alleyways and stores and shops around the block. They came at them like a swarm and raced across traffic to their boss's side.

Chidori laughed as she counted them. About 20 or so now. Much better. "Oh yeah. That's what I'm talking about. This is gonna be fun."

"Brother Katauji! What the hell happened to you?"

"Oh Kami! Who did this?"

"Who the hell is this ♌︎♓︎⧫︎♍︎♒︎?"

"I'm the devil, who's asking?" Chidori joked.

"Th-that...that is Chidori Chinatsu."

The backup gang members looked at their leader in shock and surprise and then back at her.

"There's no way! That's Chidori Chinatsu?"

"She's real?!"

"I heard she's the one who took down Hidzume's gang!"

"Ahhh Hidzume. That was a good fight." She reminisced. It wasn't as insane as a certain other fight she had with a certain bloodthirsty monster but it was definitely a good workout. "I doubt you guys will be though."

"Oh man screw this!" One of the thugs stepped up with a pipe he swung around in a wild flourish before taking up a karate pose. "I've got this!

"Try me."

"I'M GOING TO SPLIT YOUR SKULL!" He yelled out and charged her head on and tried to swing the pipe at her head but she grabbed his arm in one hand and blocked with the other, then blocked his other hand with her forearm, then punched him across the face, then backhanded him, then repeated, while twisting the pipe out of his arm, then she nailed him repeated in the face with several straight punches, then she stepped in, kneed him in the groin and threw him to the ground. Where she kicked him in the balls again before running towards the others and they charged her in return.

Chidori turned her charge into a flying kick. She leaped into the air, kicked one guy in the face, then the other guy with her other leg and then she brought her leg around and up and kicked the next guy in the face and touched back down as the rest surrounded her while those three were recovering from her kicks. Chiodri then leaped back up into the air and performed a split kick that caught two more guys in the face. While she was coming back down one of them tried to tag her with a bat and another one tried to catch her with a chain. She caught them both and held onto them as she came back down and then she yanked the chain away from the man and whipped it around to make them back off and give herself some breathing room. Next she brought the chain down and wrapped it around her arm and hand. Two of the thugs attacked her with short swords from behind only for Chidori to turn around and block their blades with the bat, bright it down and punch them both out with her chained up fist.

The others charged her from behind and from the sides but Chidori didn't wait around for them to get close. She charged them head on once again.

Takako meanwhile had been resting against a wall while she watched Chidori tear through the gang. (Freaking hell man...and I had trouble with just one of them. Now here she is tearing apart this whole gang. She's so amazing. She's light as a feather and graceful as a swan but she hits like a truck! I've never seen anyone who can fight like this outside of our Club President.) Chidori squeezed her hands into fists. "That's..right. I'm a member of the Hinansho High School Karate Club...I can't...I can't just sit here and watch this!" She turned around and grabbed the wall and dragged herself to her feet.

One of the thugs face slid away from the group a few feet after a powerful hit from Chidori. He pushed himself up with his arms and spat some blood on the ground. "☞︎◆︎♍︎🙵♓︎■︎♑︎ hell." He looked back at the fight where Chidori was still taking on everybody and shook his head. "No way she's human. Huh?" He looked back to see Takako standing up and resting against the wall and then he looked back at the fight and back to Takako and smiled.

As Takako Yoshino was catching her breath she noticed one of the thugs standing up and pulling out a knife. "Come here girl."

She wiped the sweat off of her brow and took a midway stance with her left hand held forward and right fist at the ready. She took a few calming breaths. "Fear does not exist in this dojo. Pain does not exist in this dojo. Fight fair. Fight hard. Fight to win." She repeated the philosophy of the Hinansho High's Karate Club Dojo where they learned a fusion of Goju-Ryu and Tang Soo Do. "The things I do now will feel terrible. My pain will help me do the good thing. Therefore, I want to embrace this pain. Hard-Soft Style Way Of The Tang Hand." She calmed herself and got ready. Fist she'd take down this guy then she'd step in and backup Chidori.

"What the hell are you blathering about?" The thug asked while advancing on her with the knife.

Takako Yoshino smiled. "You're about to find out. So come and get me. Flip the coin, ♌︎♓︎⧫︎♍︎♒︎, come get destroyed."

"I was intending to use you as a shield." He licked the blood from his lips. "But now I'm going to have to cut you up first!" He threatened and ran at her and swung at her in a wide arc with the knife blade in a wide arc that she ducked under and then he tried to grab her with his free hand but she grabbed his arm and gave him a quick one two punch in the mouth then grabbed his arm, trapped it, forced him down, punched him in the gut, uppercut him, punched him a couple more times and then she grabbed him and flipped him over her body to slam him on the ground where she got on top of him and hit him with a quick but strong chain punch she borrowed from Wing Chun on her own time to finish him off. This done, Takako stood back up and kicked away his knife.

She took a quick breather and then she ran into the fight as fast as she could and leaped into the air and drop kicked one of the thugs in the back as hard as she could while he was distracted. The impact knocking him off of his feet and causing him to fall against the others.

(Sensei Koudou Marika would definitely scold me for using a dirty move like that.) Takako acknowledged. The Sensei President was big on fighting fair and honor in matches after all but in Takako's defense this was a fight in the streets and these guys had escalated first so she would use as much force as necessary to bring them down. Takako landed on her feet and waited for them to start getting back up. As the three guys started getting back up to their feet. Once they were getting back up, albeit still off balance, she performed a spinning kick that caught one of them across the face while he was getting up and knocked him down. She kept turning and then she gave the next guy a spinning back heel kick across his jaw, turned and gave the third guy a kick in the chest. She took a few seconds to back up and recover then she charged the middle guy and jumped on him and gave him a few hard punches to take him out of the fight and then she rolled off of him and kicked the first guy again in the face. He rolled away and staggered to his feet only for Takako charge him and going on the attack. The two of them exchanged blows for a minute before she slipped under him and delivered a few hard punches to his stomach and then she kicked him in the face and threw him to the ground.

That was when the third guy hit her from behind and she collided with the wall and cried out in pain. Takako gritted her teeth through it and rolled away so his kick hit the wall instead of her. She backed away while defending herself and blocking and dodging his attacks until she managed to find an opening and she delivered a few quick hits and then she caught his arm, moved behind him and kicked the back of his leg a couple of times and then she tripped him and threw him to the ground and then she took him out with some heavy hits. Takako took a few breaths to calm himself and catch her breath.

After she recovered enough she ran back to the brawl.

One of the thugs noticed her coming though and he picked his short sword back up and charged her. Takako quickly stopped and braced herself for the next fight. That was when a baseball bat flew through the crowd and hit the thug in the middle of his back. He cried out and staggered forward. Takako didn't let this chance slip by. She ran up to him and grabbed him and threw him over her head and down on the ground. She kicked his weapon away and then got on top of him and clobbered him until she was sure he was out of the fight.

She took a breather and grimaced from the pain her body was in but she rose up regardless and headed back into the fight.


The ringleader of the gang smacked against the wall and slumped to the ground groaning. Chidori meanwhile was dishing out spinning kicks like a whirlwind while unwrapping the chain from her hand. She swung it overhead and then she lashed out with it to wrap one thug's leg and then she yanked on it hard enough to trip him up. She ducked under a punch, dodged another, blocked the next one and then she kicked backwards and caught a punk in the groin while leaning forward and punching another guy in the gut hard enough to make him gasp and double over. She tossed the chain away and grabbed the thug and kneed him in the face and then she turned around and swung him away causing him to fall against his companion. Chidori then caught aimed at her head with one hand while blocking a punch with her forearm and deflecting it aside before she kicked the guy in the balls and dropping him and then she turned around and punched the other guy a few times in the face and then she knocked him aside.

The remaining guys charged her and began attacking her with punches and kicks from the front and the sides which Chidori blocked and countered and shut down while she backed away from them until Takako reached them and grabbed one of the thugs and threw him to the ground and then she ducked down and tripped another one. This gave Chidori some room to counter and quickly lash out with powerful punches and kicks that knocked the goons away from her while Takako was punching out the guy she'd thrown to the ground and then she rolled around and kicked the other guy in the face a few times.

After knocking down the punks, Chidori offered her a hand up. Takako smiled and took. She pulled her up and Takako took a breather while the punks were scrambling to get up. They charged them again and Takako engaged one while Chidori engaged the other two. It was a short fight. Chidori took one guy out with a spinning kick and then she deflected the next guys arms aside before she knocked him to the ground and punched him out while Takako fought it out with her opponent until she could push him away and then she jumped up and kicked him to the ground.


With everyone down finally, Takako doubled over gasping for breath. Everything hurt and she was completely exhausted but they'd done it. She looked up at Chidori who was relaxing and catching a bit of her breath while dusting off her trenchcoat.

☝︎⚐︎👎︎👎︎✌︎💣︎☠︎✋︎❄︎! YOU CRAZY ☞︎🕆︎👍︎😐︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ MONSTER 👌︎✋︎❄︎👍︎☟︎☜︎💧︎!" The ringleader screamed and attacked Chidori again with another wild combination of punches, mixing in crosses, uppercuts and haymakers but she danced around him with ease in between blocking his arms and striking him in the face with quick shots. He backed up and tried a spinning back heel kick but she leaned backwards to dodge it and then she leaned back up and hit him with a few quick shots across his jaw and then she hit him with a spinning backfist and a kick to the stomach. As he backed away gasping for air, Chidori ran straight at him and leaped forward with a spinning headbutt to the chest. He was knocked on his back while Chidori landed on her hands, pushed herself straight up into the air, landed on her feet and then she flipped forward and slammed her heel onto his chest, sat up and dished out a few quick punches to his face to drop him. Chidori stood up and dusted herself off while Takako could only stare in amazement.

"How did you do that?"

"Well let me put it simply for ya. I AM CHIDORI CHINATSU AND I AM ☞︎◆︎♍︎🙵♓︎■︎♑︎ AWESOME!" She declared proudly. "Buuut...you ain't too bad either, Yoshi. You've got some real moves." Chidori patted her on the back and walked past the gang, kicking away their remaining weapons as she went, and retrieved her flask, dusted it off and put it back in her pocket. "So are you okay?"

"I...yeah..j-just...give me a minute to rest. Maybe sixty."

"Oh I wouldn't worry too much. There's probably a few ambulances on the way now. You'll be fine." She handed Takako some yen bills.

"Huh?"

"Go on and get yourself some ice at the store over there in the meantime. It's on me."

"I-I-I...I can't just..."

"It's fiiiiiine."

"W-well....o-okay..." She accepted the money. "Th-thank you."

"It's all good, Yoshi. Take care of yourself and get some rest. These guys won't mess with you again." She ruffled Takako's hair and walked away. "Lets do this again sometime! This was fun! We make a good team!" She called back to Yoshi.

She laughed nervously and waved back. "N-now then..." She caught her breath and stood back up. "Time to get my stuff back. Give it all back right now you unconscious punks!"

-

"and then she left?" Inspector Wakamura Maki asked Takako.

Takako nodded while holding an ice pack to her head. She'd taken back her belongings after the fight and now she was sitting at a café table resting an ice pack against her head and sipping on ice water. "That's right, ma'am. She saved my life and then she left. I would like to reiterate that the punks started it."

"That matches what we've heard from everyone else. We are going to need to follow up with Chidori though but...yeah. This matches with her usual M.O."

"Really? She does this often then?"

"Oh yeah. That girl cannot stand injustice or turn her back on somebody in need. She's turned into a local hero around here. She and her entire family." Maki informed her. "So how about you? Are you good enough to go to school?"

"Mmm...yeah. If I can rest up on the way there."

"It's not too far from here. I'll give you a ride and wake you when we're there. Just so long as you promise to go to the nurse's office when you get there." 

"Yes ma'am." Yoshii assured her with a salute.

"At ease soldier. You did good today." Maki responded and held out her hand. Yoshii took it as she slowly stood up and then Maki lead her over to her car, opened up the back of it, and helped her to sit down. She leaned back against the seat and sighed as she buckled up and then returned the icepack to her head. "Sleep tight, kiddo." Maki whispered as she gently closed the door.  The car took off seconds later. 

-

Meanwhile! 

"WHOOOOHOOOO!" Chidori yelled out as she traversed the rooftops of Hinansho, Japan like a jackrabbit. She was leaping from rooftop to rooftop in a stunning endless gymnastics display. She flipped and cartwheeled and leaped and soared through the air with the greatest of ease. She felt like she was light as a feather! She was flying over the city below and running like the wind! She was even able to leap across traffic to buildings on the opposite side with ease now! Kami, Chidori felt so POWERFUL now! She was now far removed from who she used to be.

She was stronger, faster, tougher, better! She was so much more powerful now than she used to be! Chidori still couldn't beat Malty of course, not yet, but she could put up way more of a fight than she used to. Even better? Chidori could tell that this new her was only the tip of the iceberg. She still couldn't tell what exactly it was that she was turning into or understand the power that was sleeping within her but Chidori could tell that it was...while not awake, not yet, it was stirring.

It was currently trying to wake up within her but at the same time she could tell that she was waiting for something. She didn't know what that was either, if the fight with Suko wasn't enough to wake this power up then she didn't know what would be, but she had a feeling it was just on the horizon. For now though she kept running and flipping and leaping over the streets of Hinansho until she finally spotted the school. Even with her detour for the fight she'd made it in record time today.

Chidori beamed and then she leaped off the rooftop, let herself drop down towards the ground, flipped in the air, kicked back to kick off of the wall behind her, launched herself down to the ground, held out her hand, pushed off against the sidewalk, flipped herself in the air, landed on the other side and stuck the landing. She smiled and hummed to herself as she walked towards the school. 

"I have a feeling that today is going to be a really good day."

Wakamura Toki leisurely strolled through the halls of Hinansho High School with her head held high and a smile on her face. The tall statuesque beauty was the embodiment of class and sophistication. She was among the tallest and most beautiful girls at their school, a genius model student, a prodigious judoka and an inspiration for all of the girls to follow. She was an all loving girl who was friends with virtually everyone present. She greeted everyone she met on her way to her classroom where she served as The Class Rep, an example for the entire class to follow.








She arrived in her classroom and walked inside like she owned the place to arrive at her desk. She calmly sat down, swished her hair, adjusted her clothes, and got set up for class.

"Good Morning, Toki!" Another arrival greeted her.

"Yes, Good Morning to you as well."

"Hi Toki!"

"Good Day!"

"Good Morning, Class Rep!"

"And a Good Morning to you!"

She greeted everyone with a smile as she relaxed in her seat. This was what she lived for. A nice, calm, relaxing morning before school started up, when she was able to relax a bit and greet everyone and listen to everyone's excited chattering about their lives. When she was able to prepare herself for another full day of learning and expanding her education. Just those little moments of peace and tranquility and relaxation before-

"Sup, Tits-For-Brains?"

Toki's eyes snapped open and she grimaced a bit. Her smile became a bit more strained but she kept it up as she sighed and then greeted her friend and classmate Chidori Chinatsu.

"Hello Chidori."

[Valhalla Erikson]

I like how this world has the same characters yet feels so different when compared to the Serenity Verse. Makes it stand out a little more

[superkamiguy1]

May 13, 2024 8:03:18 GMT Valhalla Erikson said:

I like how this world has the same characters yet feels so different when compared to the Serenity Verse. Makes it stand out a little more

Doing the Multiverse Concept RIGHT! 

[superkamiguy1]

May 12, 2024 21:34:29 GMT superkamiguy1 said:

Apr 29, 2024 1:44:59 GMT superkamiguy1 said:

"That matches what we've heard from everyone else. We are going to need to follow up with Chidori though but...yeah. This matches with her usual M.O."

"Really? She does this often then?"

"Oh yeah. That girl cannot stand injustice or turn her back on somebody in need. She's turned into a local hero around here. She and her entire family." Maki informed her. "So how about you? Are you good enough to go to school?"

"Mmm...yeah. If I can rest up on the way there."

"It's not too far from here. I'll give you a ride and wake you when we're there. Just so long as you promise to go to the nurse's office when you get there." 

"Yes ma'am." Yoshii assured her with a salute.

"At ease soldier. You did good today." Maki responded and held out her hand. Yoshii took it as she slowly stood up and then Maki lead her over to her car, opened up the back of it, and helped her to sit down. She leaned back against the seat and sighed as she buckled up and then returned the icepack to her head. "Sleep tight, kiddo." Maki whispered as she gently closed the door.  The car took off seconds later. 

-

Meanwhile! 

"WHOOOOHOOOO!" Chidori yelled out as she traversed the rooftops of Hinansho, Japan like a jackrabbit. She was leaping from rooftop to rooftop in a stunning endless gymnastics display. She flipped and cartwheeled and leaped and soared through the air with the greatest of ease. She felt like she was light as a feather! She was flying over the city below and running like the wind! She was even able to leap across traffic to buildings on the opposite side with ease now! Kami, Chidori felt so POWERFUL now! She was now far removed from who she used to be.

She was stronger, faster, tougher, better! She was so much more powerful now than she used to be! Chidori still couldn't beat Malty of course, not yet, but she could put up way more of a fight than she used to. Even better? Chidori could tell that this new her was only the tip of the iceberg. She still couldn't tell what exactly it was that she was turning into or understand the power that was sleeping within her but Chidori could tell that it was...while not awake, not yet, it was stirring.

It was currently trying to wake up within her but at the same time she could tell that she was waiting for something. She didn't know what that was either, if the fight with Suko wasn't enough to wake this power up then she didn't know what would be, but she had a feeling it was just on the horizon. For now though she kept running and flipping and leaping over the streets of Hinansho until she finally spotted the school. Even with her detour for the fight she'd made it in record time today.

Chidori beamed and then she leaped off the rooftop, let herself drop down towards the ground, flipped in the air, kicked back to kick off of the wall behind her, launched herself down to the ground, held out her hand, pushed off against the sidewalk, flipped herself in the air, landed on the other side and stuck the landing. She smiled and hummed to herself as she walked towards the school. 

"I have a feeling that today is going to be a really good day."

Wakamura Toki leisurely strolled through the halls of Hinansho High School with her head held high and a smile on her face. The tall statuesque beauty was the embodiment of class and sophistication. She was among the tallest and most beautiful girls at their school, a genius model student, a prodigious judoka and an inspiration for all of the girls to follow. She was an all loving girl who was friends with virtually everyone present. She greeted everyone she met on her way to her classroom where she served as The Class Rep, an example for the entire class to follow.








She arrived in her classroom and walked inside like she owned the place to arrive at her desk. She calmly sat down, swished her hair, adjusted her clothes, and got set up for class.

"Good Morning, Toki!" Another arrival greeted her.

"Yes, Good Morning to you as well."

"Hi Toki!"

"Good Day!"

"Good Morning, Class Rep!"

"And a Good Morning to you!"

She greeted everyone with a smile as she relaxed in her seat. This was what she lived for. A nice, calm, relaxing morning before school started up, when she was able to relax a bit and greet everyone and listen to everyone's excited chattering about their lives. When she was able to prepare herself for another full day of learning and expanding her education. Just those little moments of peace and tranquility and relaxation before-

"Sup, Tits-For-Brains?"

Toki's eyes snapped open and she grimaced a bit. Her smile became a bit more strained but she kept it up as she sighed and then greeted her friend and classmate Chidori Chinatsu.

"Hello Chidori."

"'Mornin! I'm not too late am I?"

"No you're still on time. Why did something happen? Did you get into another fight?"

"Yeah you know how it is." Chidori quipped as she sat down behind her. "Some guys jumped Yoshii so we teamed up to kick their asses."

"Yoshiino was attacked? What happened? Is she okay?"

"Yeah she was on her way to school when the punks jumped her, knocked her down, stole her stuff, and ran. She got back up and chased them, they attacked her again, a fight broke out, I gave her a hand, we mopped them up. She's alright now. I left her with some ice and people watching her at a cafe. Your mom's probably picked her up by now."

Toki sighed with relief. She used to admonish Chidori for getting into fights like that but by this point she'd realized that she was just hitting her head against a brick wall so she just let Chidori be herself. Besides, she'd saved one of their classmates in a moment of unambiguous heroism and everyone made it out okay. If anything this was something to celebrated. "I see. That's good. We'll have to check in on her after school assuming she goes home or to the hospital instead of here."

"I'll go with you then. She's a good kid." Chidori replied as she leaned back in her chair, pushed it back a bit and kicked up her feet and put them up on her desk.

"Chidori? You might be a local celebrity but that doesn't mean you get to misbehave. Put your feet back down."

"I'll do it when Teach walks in. Let me chillax."

"I'll tell Hiro!"