Description: Yanaka (谷中) is a quiet neighbourhood in Taito ward, east Tokyo. The area is known as old-town district (Shitamachi in Japanese) where nostalgic and rustic vibes are well remained. Yanaka can be accessed from Ueno easily and it’s in a walking distance from Ueno Park. Yanaka is a residential and low-key commercial district where many locals live, and old shops and buildings gather. Yanaka Ginza (谷中銀座) is locals’ favourite place to shop, eat and hang out with neighbours. It’s the most lively part of the district where visitors can feel the true vibes of local activities.The street is located approx 5 mins away from Nippori Station. At the approach to the shopping street, there is a well-known photo spot called “Yuyake Dandan” which is gentle sloped stairs where the charming view of the shopping street can be captured. It’s especially recommended to visit during sunset time.The 175m street is lined by numbers of small locally owned shops, cafes and food stalls. It’s great place to shop unique and traditional souvenirs and try local food.
Posted: Fri Mar 01, 2019 2:14 pm
Around and around, the duo danced with another.
It seemed her lust wouldn't be sated by one or two debauchery filled encounters. While Gashi looked over, that little finger of hers did all the talking. Course, he wouldn't say no. Complications for those without understanding -- moments like these were to be savored until the next. Sun knew just how tainted he was. Knew he was bad for business, but it didn't seem like she cared one bit for it. Maybe that was why he liked her company more out of the others bitches he slept with. She. . understood. A guy like him wasn't meant for much besides a hug, a kiss, a night, and a goodbye. No more and no less. But there was a daunting ache that always presented itself in the middle of rapture. That, if he was better, he could do better. For himself and for those who knew him. What were the chances? What were the odds? And how was he supposed to answer to either without letting everyone around him down?
He'd rather stay dead in their eyes than anything more. One and done. As much as he enjoyed blowing backs out, they had money to make. A real shower didn't take long and after grabbing everything, the duo was out the door, split. Gashi paying mind to wave to his new friend in the lobby who only stuck up a middle finger.
At least he waved. Sheesh.
It didn't take long to jet across town, especially at the speed he was moving Jettison between lanes at break neck speed, cutting people off, making illegal turns. All the usual stuff you'd see from a no good shitbag like Gashi. Coming up on the meeting place, a kickstand was let down as blood eyes pierced the area. This was the spot alright. Crazy colors, hot treks, booming sound systems down the street, and a crowd as long as the eye could see. Taking a step off, the man of the hour stood full height with his ex-idol standing next to em'. Without a doubt, this was the scene he belonged in. Course he was no name right now, but there was no way he was gonna be for long. "Let's find where we get in." Basic treks revved lightly across concrete, navigating the crowd easily. Taking direction to the main man himself; a dude with a microphone for a head was taking money. Bets? Or the entry fee? <********, we gotta pay to get in?" Waiting a little bit, he approached.
"Yo, I'm tryna get in on this s**t." "Ha, that's 10k for a team. Ya' got that, then ya in, ********. . "10k? What if I ain't got that? Any other way?" "No sir. Need the cash or we got nothin' for ya. . "
That was until he witnessed the hot b***h behind him. Course Gashi knew she turned heads, but it seemed like the guy was literally staring her down. "H-Hey, is she Sun Li Paak?!"
What?". . Yeah? Why?" He had completely forgotten that she was famous at one point. "Holy s**t! I'm a bi- I mean, my sister is a big fan. Ahem. Hows' bout, you gimme a date with her and I'll wave the fee for your entry?"
Holy s**t. Without even thinking Gashi pipped up. "******** yeah, bro. You got yourself a deal." Shaking on it, he wrote the names of the participants down before turning to walk away, looking to Sun with a sly smile. "Be cool with the guy. His sisters a big fan. Kehehehehe~"
Deecee Sama
Stormrider R.E.A.D.: 195 [ --- ]
Acceleration:[50 [---]] Strength:[145 [---]] Stamina:[19/25 [---]] Jump:[00 [---]] Air Time:[72.1]
While he hadn't exactly sealed the deal with Destiny, he was sure she'd put the number to use soon. And if not, there was plenty fish in the sea waiting to be caught and gutted. At least he came up on one of them fancy lighters from a poor soul who saw no harm in letting him use it for a smoke. Coming from the opposite side of the city wasn't much trouble for a man as connected as he was. All it took was a call to someone who owed him a favor, and just like that he was on his way across Tokyo.
Arriving at the meet up, his red eyes scanned the environment. Looked like one big a** party. While the text he received from Gashi was vague, from the look of things he could only assume he was at the right place. Music filled his ears accompanied by the sounds of air treks moving to and fro. Pulling a cigarette while lighting it at the same time, he inhaled. A stream of smoke poured from his mouth as he exhaled. Analyzing the scene, he noticed the long a** line before chuckling. As if. Then he caught sight of Gashi and. . . was that Sun Li Paak? Unlocking his treks, he strolled over as they were talking to the guy with the microphone for a head. "Wassup bro!" he said grinning. It had been a month or so since they last seen each other, but Gashi looked like much hadn't changed. Always with a bad b***h, but he expected no less.
Deecee Sama
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Stormrider R.E.A.D.: 170 [ 000 ]
Acceleration:[120] Strength:[50] Stamina:[00[ 50/50 ] Jump:[00] Air Time:[00.00]
Mod 1: ] Modification Type | Effect 01] Mod 2: [Modification Type | Effect 02] Mod 3: [Modification Type | Effect 03] Mod 4: [Modification Type | Effect 04]
Current Status:"|This will be fun, no doubt."
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Posted: Fri Mar 01, 2019 10:21 pm
"I can make this fast, or really fast. Choice is yours."
The last much quicker than the first the duo carried on a brief round two before actually getting sober enough to throw on their air treks and get down here.
A numbing grace still rode through her system but the major effects of hard liquor and unmarked substances had mostly run its course; she was going to have to eat something really greasy for that hangover in the morning.
With her treks laced up, a demonically patterned bandana over her mouth, and her exposed stomach lined with a fluorescent glowing spray, the Neon Tiger of Central Japan was ready to rip the stage and make some bitches broke. Upon arrival the colorful idol hopped off and adjusted her spray painted jacket. In between the flashing lights the gathering bodies painted streaks that would've otherwise remained invisible flashed across her coat.
With Gashi trying to get them into the race she'd tune out for a second or two to have a look at her surroundings. Rough necks, gear heads, and panty-less sluts had all gathered for this special one night event. Often times she'd wonder if this was the life for her, if this was where she would've ended up in the first place hadn't she had a talent for the microphone as a child. Or maybe she would've just necked herself for her big eighteenth after having gotten sick of dealing with her overbearing Tiger parents. She hadn't contacted them even since she went AWOL from K.D.A a couple of years ago; she had at least hoped her mother was doing well.
"Wait, what?"
Sun snapped back just in time to hear more or less selling her notoriety to the less-than-tolerable host of this event in exchange for wavering the entry fee. Bewildered gold-layered eyes shot him an bitter glare, the feint outline of a grimace wrinkled the bandana masking the bottom half of her face. As the man strung her along, requesting that she play nice she'd grumble under her breath; her a** his sister was a big fan. The worst part was that this wasn't the first time that Gashi tried pulling some s**t like this. For now she'd play nice, giving the man a half-lidded gaze of the eyes to make his heart melt before she'd go right back to staring daggers into Gashi's back as he rolled on. Her left eye gave an involuntary twitch as she followed him.
If she could wring him up by his own d**k and choke him with it, she would.
They'd come to a halt before another man with black hair, his shorter than Gashi's but their eyes were the same. "Oh God, there's two of them..."She grumbled in disdain as she'd give the newcomer a once over. Japan was chopped full of these wannabe Yakuza types; was there some underground fashion craze that she didn't know about? No, she wasn't impressed, not at all, she'd lean forward, knuckles pressed at her hip as fingertips stroked her covered chin."And who's this ********, your bunkmate from Juve? 나는 네가 진짜 라이더를 태웠다 고했다는 말을하는 줄 알았다. { 𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜. } I've had groupies more intimidating than this guy."Sun scoffed. A part of her was serious, but another part was just trying to get a reaction out of him. Sun needed to know who she was dealing with; after all, there was a hundred grand on the line.
Taking a swift dip of his cigarette, eyes tossed over to Sun in an almost apathetic fashion. What was he to say? Oh, how sorry he was? Oh, that he didn't mean to sell her off for 10k Ryo? She knew he didn't mean it. To be honest, it was more for the guys sake; Sun could handle herself and he didn't need to tell that guy, that. If he tried anything weird, she could just turn the ******** into sushi and if he got really handsy, Gashi was known for making ******** disappear at the drop of a hat. One more guy wouldn't make a difference. Lost in the a** of a bad b***h not too far away, before he had the chance to try his game a familiar voice hit the long haired Devil's ears. Swiveling around, the sight of Paco caused a grin like no other. Fangs protruded as he walked over to toss an arm around his boy and ******** with his hair. "Lookin' as ugly as ever~ Kehehehe~"Sparing no jest, he kept at it despite the remarks of Sun. She didn't get it. Paco had been there through thick and thin. His right hand and his go to. If he wanted s**t done, this was the guy he called on. And just like always, he didn't disappoint!
"And who's this ********, your bunkmate from Juve? 나는 네가 진짜 라이더를 태웠다 고했다는 말을하는 줄 알았다. { 𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜. } I've had groupies more intimidating than this guy."
Turning, Gashi gave two fingers, eyes blistering with excitement."Paco here is our third and he's my shooter. Don't disrespect my boy." Giving her a slight head shake; arms going up in a shrug. "Don't be jealous. You're my number one in another way, baby~" To be honest, she was. As much as they danced around one another, Sun was one of the few he could tolerate and for good reason. She was a spitfire and he loved flames. "Besides, we win this s**t and we'll get you plenty more groupies. There's a slew of bitches here lookin' for winners and that's what the ******** we are." Then, it sounded.
BRRRRR!!!
A horn went off at the front of the crowd. Gashi shifted on his heel to look, confused. Were things about to start? Or? "No way." Someone uttered. "Koga is here?" Another person said. Everyone was turning to stare at the arrival of a team of three. Tall guy, slacking shoulders with messy black hair. Few scars and two women with him. "Leader of Big Top?! ******** man! He's so cool!" And who was this ********? Gashi watched with eyes of a wolf, narrowing his gaze as this man walked. Almost as if he was commanding everyone to pay attention. Tch, uppity ********. He must not have known there was a bigger predator in town. Without hearing a word from either of his comrades, Gashi walked directly into the path of the 6'1" giant. Staring directly down as the crowd grew silent. Together they'd stare each other down. "You're in my way." Koga remarked, eyes lowering.
Gashi retorted. "Move me, b***h."
That was when the horn went off again.
BRRRR!
Everyone shifted. "YO YO YO YO YO! GOOD MORROW YOU NO GOOD ******** AND LOWLY SCUMBAGS! YOU KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS! TIME FOR A THROW DOWNNN!" An uproar sounded after; Gashi still stared and so did Koga. "BIG TEAM THREE'S! A SERIES OF CUBES WITH THE PRIZE BEING 100K RYO! YOU'LL BE GOING HOME WITH FAT POCKETS AND ALL YOU GOTTA DO IS WIN!" To that, Gashi shifted without a word, heading to the front with a serious expression. One thing he hated, was anyone looking down on him. Just to be a spiteful b*****d, he'd win this without so much as putting up a sweat.
Drowning out the rest of the talk, he walked right past Paco and Sun, ready. "I'm gonna ********' kill em' all."
Deecee Sama
Stormrider R.E.A.D.: 195 [ --- ]
Acceleration:[50 [---]] Strength:[145 [---]] Stamina:[19/25 [---]] Jump:[00 [---]] Air Time:[72.1]
As he approached the devil himself, he was met with what you could call child's play. "Shiiiit, you're one to talk!" he joked. It was true they looked very similar despite distinct features, and so insulting him was like insulting himself. Though that'd be the only warm welcome he'd receive as he was sized up by the girl in his company. She eyed him, and he her. The famous Sun Li Paak. Former K-pop idol. Paco only knew of her by face, never once hearing a song of hers. She was a wolf in sheeps clothing. Harmless looking shorty, but dangerous underneath. s**t. With the spunk this set of tits and a** carried, it was no question of why she was with Gashi. That much was clear. But what wasn't? What wasn't clear was why this washed up broad thought her opinion mattered in the slightest. It was. . .exciting in a way. There was a shortage of bitches with attitudes these days, so maybe if she kept it up she just might see the limelight yet again. "Haría esas mariquitas a las que llamáis groupies cagando sus pantalones...( 𝓘'𝓭 𝓶𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓼𝓮 𝓼𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓮𝓼 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓬𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓰𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓹𝓲𝓮𝓼 𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓲𝓻 𝓹𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓼. . . )" It was common for him when given a rise, to respond in Spanish. It was something he couldn't help to be honest. It hadn't dawned on him that she might not even understand what he was saying, or care in the first place. It was then that Gashi had turned to speak to her, he relaxed a little as he zoned out. The environment they were in, it felt as though it was calling out to him. This wasn't your ordinary night life scene. It was different. It had everything that attracted Paco but it could use a bit more spice.
"There's a slew of bitches here lookin' for winners and that's what the ******** we are."
Sounds bout' right.
Then, a horn went off. Shifting his gaze to the direction of the sound, he narrowed eyes. Focus moving left and right as he heard the murmurs of the crowd. Koga this. Koga that. Scoffing as he rolled his eyes, he watched as this Giant walked through the ocean of people parting way for him like he was Moses. Until Gashi challenged him, stepping in his way and facing off against him. A true predator staring down his prey, and then again.
BRRRR!
The ******** with a microphone head began to announce the start of the event, and what was on the line. Prize money. If there was anything he and Gashi was good at, it was making money. The grand prize was a helluva lot of money; a hundred grand. Tossing the smoke to the ground, he squashed it under his wheels to ash it. As Gashi made his way past he and Sun, Paco followed suit with a grin stretching ear to ear. It was time to eat, and these Big Top ******** were on the menu.
Deecee Sama
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Stormrider R.E.A.D.: 170 [ 000 ]
Acceleration:[120] Strength:[50] Stamina:[00[ 50/50 ] Jump:[00] Air Time:[00.00]
Mod 1: ] Modification Type | Effect 01] Mod 2: [Modification Type | Effect 02] Mod 3: [Modification Type | Effect 03] Mod 4: [Modification Type | Effect 04]
Current Status:"|This will be fun, no doubt."
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Posted: Sun Mar 03, 2019 2:05 pm
"I can make this fast, or really fast. Choice is yours."
With half a mind to respond with violence the velvet-haired woman clicked her tongue and eased herself when Gashi spoke up to vouch for him. She figured that if Gashi trusted him then he was alright for now. Golden slits rolled. Sun knew where they stood, but hearing it out loud always made swelled her stomach with an awkward nausea. Internally she'd shudder but carried one. Rolling at the rear she'd burrow her hands into the shallow recess of her coat pockets.
Murmurs and whispers about some big shot split the crowd like chirps breaking the morning silence. He was an arrogant man, tall, large, brimming with testosterone; definitely Sun's type. Unfortunately, she was here on business. A pair of scantly clad women rolled along on air treks, they were cute, especially the redhead but they weren't at all intimidating. As Gashi and the apparent champion of these parts got into a petty back and forth the roar of a horn silenced everyone as the host's voice thundering over a mega phone. Sun snickered as the furious delinquent brushed passed them to head to the front,"Well well, someone's fired up. I'm takin' the redhead, you know I don't do sloppy seconds."Sun chimed in, her eyes following Gashi before the rest of her body followed. She rolled a full turn around to face Paco, her arm waving and her head nodding him forward."Try not to slow us down, Flea Market Gashi."She called out to Paco, turning herself back around to face the crowd.
Forward march. "YO' YO' YO'! LISTEN UP TO WHAT'S GOIN' DOWN! First round picks are up! You've got your opponents and your arena is a garage. Winners move on, losers, GET THE ******** OUT! OH YEAHH!" The crowd roared in acceptance while one long haired devil almost snarled in defiance. Angered by a rapture unlike anything seen, forward was his clear dagger gaze to the man of the hour. Just who the ******** did he think he was, anyway? Paying half a mind to what the announcer was saying, Gashi pulled himself over to start literally doing what amounted to stretches. Eyes pierced with an intensity unlike anything seen; drugs and whatever else in his system were painted to an image. All of it working together to make the Scarlet Devil look even more pissed than normal."Plan is this; we ********' murder whoever we get in the first, second, and third round. Then, we kill that Big Top ******** in the finals, take home the money, and ******** somebodies b***h."Without much thought, the sight wasn't even a double take. Either Paco or Sun didn't need to guess his pattern of chiseled machismo and outright toxic masculinity. His hatred was easy to garner. "ALRIGHT! EVERYBODY TO YOUR CELLS! LET'S GET THIS FIRST ROUND OVERRRR ********' finally. Shifting gears, trailing down the way after a grind on some railing, they'd made it to their destination. Standing high and mighty with a stare -- slit hues bit at nipping cutesy heels. Three women, dressed adorably. Each looking absolutely terrified as Gashi didn't wait to size them up. Nothing mattered besides complete victory by any and all means. Utter eradication. DEATH. Formulating a plan further than destroying them meant he'd take this little excursion even slightly seriously. Never would he ever, in his existence of ever, give these bitches the biting chance.
"H-Hi, well, we just thought this would be a good way to get some exposu-" "SHUT UP LI! GOD! Ahem, like, you two, you're totally hot. You should just let us win and we'll go out on a date with you!" ". . Uhm. . I just came cause there would be nice lookin' guys."
Gashi wasted no time whatsoever in that cage."USELESS ********' BITCHES! DIE!" Reeling the motion, wind cascaded off his predatory frame. Shifting gears instantly as the suction took place; neither Paco nor Sun would find wind in their vicinity. A blaring display of tenacity as fruitful transition took the forefront; legs sprawling only for a moment as compression took form to a singular kick. Biting at the maw, the formation of outward pressure became a crescent, commanding the air to bend towards a whim. An opening assault without thought. True to his mind, true to his way, Gashi didn't give a ********, and why should he?
Careening they'd prepare for the worst as he commanded it. "Kill em' dead."
Deecee Sama
Stormrider R.E.A.D.: 195 [ --- ]
Acceleration:[50 [---]] Strength:[145 [---]] Stamina:[19/25 [---]] Jump:[00 [---]] Air Time:[72.1]
Whatever the pop star mouthed off went in one ear and out the other, there would be time for it later. Gashi had laid out the game plan which in other words spelled out "No Mercy". Making his way to the slaughterhouse that would become of the garage, a toothy grin all the way there. The words No Mercy on repeat within his conscience. Expecting to be met with an actual team, but instead standing across from a waste of time. Eyes rolled with the utmost of disappointment, anger protruding from his pores. All that bullshit was for the birds. The crescent wave of energy released from the Scarlet Devil shot forth, filled end to end with malice.
"Kill em' dead."
The order had been given. Without any hesitation, he took off like a jet. Flanking the left side of the women as he raced past the fang, conjuring a wall of flames in his wake allowing no escape from the frontal attack on his end. An effective box out. The heat of the fire intense, enough so that they'd already begin to feel the effects of it. Profusely sweating as if they were in a sauna. The puerto rican normally had this effect on women, but s**t . . . this takes the cake!
Deecee Sama
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Stormrider R.E.A.D.: 170 [ 000 ]
Acceleration:[120] Strength:[50] Stamina:[00[ 50/50 ] Jump:[00] Air Time:[00.00]
Mod 1: ] Modification Type | Effect 01] Mod 2: [Modification Type | Effect 02] Mod 3: [Modification Type | Effect 03] Mod 4: [Modification Type | Effect 04]
Current Status:"|This will be fun, no doubt."
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Posted: Thu Mar 07, 2019 3:14 pm
A kill order was given but the men had already taken action.
Eyes had never witnessed someone so eager to strike down a few women before; a pair of Jack the Rippers in the making.
Unfortunately for the trio placed opposite of the cage the only thing they had going for them had been their good looks, that was about to change. A blaring assault on their persons from the twin riders was all but written in stone, however, to ensure this moment's place in history the velvet idol whipped out her cell. Diligent fingers swiping over its security and opening its camera. It'd be flipped on its side as Sun started a live feed on Instagram; pinging over two hundred thousand phones worldwide with a notification. Despite previous drama with her old group, Sun's new life in Japan had gained her an entirely new demographic. Thumb to the record button she'd flip its view to briefly she her masked face. Golden slits winking at the camera's eye. "Neon here comin' to you live from a spot down in East Tokyo but, shhhhh, can't tell you the full location; place is pretty hush hush. Some ******** here thought that they could take us on, buuuut as you can see—"
A blink and a flip. The fight scene of a high-octane action flick being filmed in real time. Fresh footage of a pair of delinquents with matching raven nests and killer eyes sped along the trio of walls that blocked him in while the fourth licked the producer's back. A barreling cross of inertial force and a veil of illusory flames danced along the currents. The brash uproar of dry heat filling the dome dispatched itself to her sides when met with the once invisible film of condensed wind guarding her person."These degenerates of mine are just way too much for them to handle."Her words captioned the video, a biased narrative that held weight, at least so far in the early stages. A hand dipped casually into the swollen pocket of her jacket, her person lackadaisically executing a 360° rotation to capture the enraptured audience of scum and villainy.
A freeze frame and a zoom. She'd spot the big shot watching in the rafters with his girls, the dot of light tipped him off to her little show.
"See this guy here? Big guy. Muscles. Tats with the two tramp-stamps standing beside him. Obviously overcompensating for a baby d**k? Yeah, that guy's Koga. Apparently he's hot s**t around here so we probably won't see him again until the finals. Heeeeeey, ********! Over here! How 'bout you say hi to all the people watching at home?!"
It'd be an odd sight. Her body trapped in a cage with vicious beasts, yet she filmed it as if it were going on Natural Geographic without a single ounce of worry. A frantic wave instead sought to garner Koga's attention. The heavy man clicked his tongue and winced an eye. Oooh, was that a vein she saw? Being flipped the bird wasn't the most polite thing, but it was expected.
Another flip. Honeyed hues gawked vainly at her own recorded image on the screen; her pupils still shot from the drugs but her contacts did well to mask that.
"Now I bet you're thinking, 'But how come you aren't out there, Neon? We're all here to watch yoooou~' Well, that answer's simple my loyal followers. Why play the ace up your sleeve when you have a perfectly good hand right here? But don't worry, I promise you'll see me take someone's head off tonight."
A hand dipped in white neon under the moonlight presented the fight once more. Unfortunately, it was during the tail end of their performance as the trio of unnamed riders had been dismantled without much effort; they'd still be alive but they definitely didn't look as pretty as they use to. Maybe someone could've given this footage of them to the surgeon as a reference for the reconstructive surgery they'd need.
Luckily, this was only the first round.
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Posted: Tue Nov 26, 2019 3:13 pm
A deep breath ended as a haze of grey slipping out off her lips as the chiller night air made her exhale visible to the world. Bright blue-green eyes tilted upwards, but if she was hoping to see any stars she had come to the wrong place. The light of the city masked the celestial bulbs above, or most of them. Liu Lanying had been feeling the past week a bit out of place. Never before had she had this much time to herself. Her “boss” had gone to handle some sort of business, one he didn’t inform her of, not that she needed to know. She was used to being kept in the dark. L.L. was there to serve his needs and nothing more. She knew her place. If he wished to tell her details he could, but she would not inquire and press for such information. If it was important to her duties she knew he would tell her, and since he hadn’t, it wasn’t needed for her job.
That was only one of her jobs, her other job at the club had also ended up giving her vacation days for the current week. L.L. honestly felt lost. As if she had no purpose. Doing things because she wanted to, because it was something she desired, was an awkward sensation. The first day with no one telling her what to do had been torture. She had wasted it just sitting around doing basically nothing.
Now that a few more days had gone by she was starting to dare to allow herself to ponder her own personal wishes. It still felt odd, but it was that or stay home and do nothing again.
Lanying had always prefered night time, and as such she had decided to go for a stroll. She had no idea of where she was going and for once she didn’t care, for she was going to see where the “wind” took her.
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Posted: Wed Feb 19, 2020 9:59 am
A cloud of thick white smoke drifted into the evening sky, surely carrying a waft of skunk with it. A deep sigh followed by light haze of breath floated out of the man's mouth as he observed those within vision. He had to make sure no cops could get him because even smoking what he was smoking would land him in a world of trouble but only if he was caught. There wasn't a cop alive that had the skillset to catch him though. So, he took another drag, this one far longer than the one before.
Brunette hair in two braided pony tails swayed to and fro as she wondered down the street. Camera hanging from her neck her heels clicked on the cement with each step as her ever observant eyes looked for something interesting to be registered for eternity on her blog, shhh it is a secret after all. IT seemed the day would be an uneventful once as she spotted no storm riding. Were would they all? Were the kings deaths and disappearances making them scared? This was not good, not good at all. If there was no storm riding, what bare chested hunks was she supposed to splatter all over her blog!?
Just as she began to give up for the day she heard shouting in the distance. Quickly heading towards the direction she turned a corner to find a group of storm riders going at it. Jackpot! Quickly she whipped out her camera taking a single shot before the parts war came to an end. What she did not expect, was to catch an act of murder as it happened. It wasn't a parts war, it had been a three on one. A gang against someone who didn't even have air treks on. Unfortunately for her, the shock of what she came to find, led her to hesitate after getting the shot. As she rose to look from the camera she spotted the trio looking at her.
"Give us the camera...."
What!? Not again!? She had just bought this one after she got her other one trashed at the party some time ago. These things were pricey. They cost alot to get every time. She couldn't afford buying a new one.
"N..n...i...i'll just delete the... the.. photo!"
Her nervous nature came into play. Her voice stuttering as she took steps back.
"The camera..." The leader said again as he got close. His eyes looking her up and down. "And after maybe we will take something else too...."
Oh no... this wasn't good at all.... This was exactly why she took her shots in secret. In a distance. But she had oh so wanted to test this new camera.
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Posted: Sun Mar 29, 2020 5:30 pm
Out came a puff of smoke from Yoshiyuki's lips once more but there was something foul afoot. It was as if his senses became sharper and his intuition told him that the screaming in the distance was of terror. He jogged in the direction he had heard the commotion. As he grew nearer he could make out voices of 3 males distinctly and there was a woman there too? That wasn't the scream he heard. As he rounded the corner he spotted the scene as it unfolded. There was a man lying still on the floor bleeding profusely while the others were approaching the out numbered girl. Yoshiyuki had to think fast for something to do or else they were going to do something foul to her. Luckily, a weapon in the form of a 2x4 was lying nearby.
One thing about Yoshiyuki was, that he was no hero and he wouldn't announce himself either. So, he crept up slowly behind the trio and aimed to take out the leader—the middle one supposedly. With a grunt and all his strength he brought the wood plank down on his head, instantly cracking it, while simultaneously elbowing the jaw of the man on the right. "DONT JUST STAND THERE, RUN!" Yoshiyuki boomed at Kris, to bring her back to reality even if she'd lost it for a second. Meanwhile, he scrapped it out with the gang members.
Oh why did she get in such situations? Why wasn’t she a fighter? A fly to beat her up! As she struggled to talk she just focused on protecting her camera. Fortunately the gods of fate were on her side, sending her a knight in shiny armor! She couldn’t get too good of a look at him as he was quick to tell her to run. ”Uh..uh.. oh!” It took her a moment to process but she sure enough decided to stubble off to the side, peeking from behind a wall to see the scene unfold, camera on video.
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The crew chuckled as they looked at him. ”This isn’t a fight you want to pick. Go mind your own business. We took care of some of those kings. Didn’t you hear?” Little did they know, the one before them didn’t know much about the whole storm riding deal. In away it was good for them cuz it meant he wouldn’t know they were full of s**t.
”Fine. Since you are so intent on protecting some random hoe, let’s battle.” He looked at him, eyes glancing down on the boys air treks. ”Just an air trek brawl. Get through all of us and she is yours. You can have your way with her or whatever,” this bit he whispered, winking at him as if to imply he knew that he was just being a “gentleman” to get lucky. ”We win, you let us do what we want. not tha tyou’ll have a choice~” he licked his lips as he spoke, eyes glancing over to the one they just killed.
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