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2068/Terrible Future on Fry-days

2024-11-22T21:44:06Z

UnderConstruction: Clean up typoes and grammatical errors. Clarify some sentences

{{Log Header
|Date of Scene=2024/11/15
|Location=KFC - Karaage Fried Chicken
|Synopsis=Sayaka, Miya and Amy are about to have lunch at the local KFC when Namakelder turns the cook coming off her turn into a Terribad.
|Cast of Characters=32,112,107
|pretty=yes
}}
{{Poses
|Poses=:'''{{#var:32|Sayaka Miki (32)}} has posed:''' "Be careful out there", the cook says as soon as the gofer places a stack of ordered food into the delivery attached to his motorbike. She turns back to the the kitchen and ignores the noises of the motor starting coming from the backdoor, sighing at the huge pile of orders that are still coming in now. Even so, she has a smile coming in. Knowing the owner personally, with these many orders, there are good enough enough chances they are going to get a bonus, and in just 15 more minutes, her replacement should be coming in. Out in the dining part of the KFC, Sayaka is almost at the top of the queue, Ula staying still as she can be in her bag while she waits for her turn. "There are a lot of people today", she comments to the other two girls with her, Miya and Amy. "That's lunchtime for you", she nods sagely. "So, Miya-san. It has been a long time since the pajama party. What have you been up to?" 

:'''{{#var:112|Miya Sakamoto (112)}} has posed:''' "Oh, I've been busy," Miya says, a bit evasively. "You know, getting acquainted with... ah... the infrastructure of the neighborhood..." Cut to a flashback -- camera shot from above, a battered Cure Spanner crouching on the tiles of a roof. Looks up, grimaces, jumps away. A massive punch made of flowing water SPLASHES where she was standing one moment before. Camera cut to a massive Water Golem having just smashed a portion of the roof, leaving a dripping caved-in hole before turning its malignant eyes on the high-visibility Mahou, who readies her magicall spanner. "...fixing some water damage...", she continues, back in the present, avoiding eye contact. And then she laughs, scratching the back of her head. "The usual stuff, you know, I don't want to bore you with shop talk. What have ''you two'' been up to?" 

:'''{{#var:107|Amy Faust (107)}} has posed:'''     "There was a pajama party?!" Amy's face brightens with excitement. "...Oh right, Hannah's. We should have another one, it ''has'' been a long time!" She's made some more basic clothing purchases; a black hoodie over her T-shirt and a pair of black leggings worn under her red jersey-knit skirt add some protection from the cool fall weather.     She scratches her head. "What have ''I'' been up to?" The Walpurgisnacht fight and fighting over a donut truck pop into her mind. Uhhh. Does Sakamoto-san sparkle? Amy is losing track of people sometimes! "Reading manga, as usual. Usagi-chan reccomended Fruits Basket to me and I've finally started reading it. It's interesting! It's about, um... a girl with a really hard life staying positive, but that's a bad description, I'm not sure how to put it... There's also this family that temporarily turns into the animals of the chinese zodiac when they get hugged... um... anyway I'm enjoying it so far." 

:'''{{#var:32|Sayaka Miki (32)}} has posed:''' "Trying to improve my piano playing", Sayaka replies just as evasively. Even if she knew Miya was magic, she isn't quite sure if now would be the time to get into her having lost her powers powers, the encounter-clash with Hosshiwa, how she met Blue, and then the fight that led her to become a Pretty Cure. "I have made a breakthrough since then, I guess", she speaks with a small hint of a nervous smile. "Yeah, that's the one, Amy-san!", Sayaka grins when Amy recalls the pajama party. "That was a fun time, I would be up to having another one!" Things had changed a lot since then, and it would be nice to have more relaxing group moments like those. Everytime one happens, it's because of some apocalyptic threat or another. Or birthdays. Those are nice. "I love Fruits Basket", Sayaka shines. "I would be hard pressed to point at a favourite character. Well, it took me a while to change my mind on Kyo though. I didn't really like him", she laughs, peeking forward at how much of the queue is left. In the kitchen, the cook smiles when she finally sees her replacement arrive. "Finally! My arms are almost dead over here. We are being swarmed with people." The man nods brusquely before putting on apron and gloves. "You go rest, I can take care of things now", he replies without a change to his austere expression. "Well then, see you", she starts preparing to go outside, in a few minutes being out of the backdoor, only to stop at the sight of a man elegantly dressed in a green suit. "I bet you are happy of being rid of the stench of fried food, aren't you?" he addresses her. The woman tenses, about to run back in the KFC. Whatever was going on here, it clearly wasn't good news. "Sadly, your afternoon isn't going to be that good", he scoffs amused. "Let the future reflected in the mirror become terrible!", he exclaims with a wide, cruel smile, the woman getting enveloped in a coffin. "Come, come... Terribad!", he calls out, a green light exploding outwards and giving form to a Terribad in a cook uniform and a green scarf, holding a frying basket. "Terribad!", the Youma shouts, the feeling of dark energy clear for the mahous inside the KFC. 

:'''{{#var:112|Miya Sakamoto (112)}} has posed:''' Miya looks shocked. And appalled. "No..." she exclaims, before the scream crescendos into a more desperate "NOOOOOOOOO!", as she ducks out of sight into one of the trashcans. "Enji, I just de-henshined from fighting the water golem, like, just beflre coming here! Do you think the Shifting Spanner is ready for another go?" "...It's tight but... possible!", replies the voice of Miya's beaver mascot. "Give it a shot!" * * * Meanwhile, in the Kingdom of Building. A middle-aged tiny raccoon lady mascot in a maid outfit in a high-tech yet pastel-colored high-tech laundry room is ironing Cure Spanner's high visibility orange outfit. All of a sudden -- BWOOO-HOO! BWOO-HOO! -- Sirens blare! Flashers flash! Emergency, emergency! "WHAT IN THE NAME OF MURPHY?!", exclaims the raccoon fairy, looking up abruptly. She hunkers down, and immediately starts ironing at a frantic, desperate pace. "KIDS THESE DAYS! DON'T THEY KNOW THAT CLEANING AND IRONING THINGS PROPERLY TAKES ''TIME''!?" (Back on Earth, inside a trashcan) "It's not working!", exclaims Miya, desperate. "Try again!", insists Enji. (Back to the Kingdom of Building) The raccoon lady seems to be done. She picks up the outfit, rushes to an empty tailor's dummy surrounded by strange magitech gems-on-bars pointing at it. She uncerimoniously stuffs the outfit on the dummy, and as soon as she's done, the outfit starts to glow... On Earth, subdued music and yellow/orange light seep out from the trashcan. The henshin sequence begins. In the Kingdom of Building, the outfit shimmers. The light expands, until the whole dress becomes a thing of sheer light, and when the light subsides, in its place, there's Miya's street clothes, featuring a trash-stained set of overalls. The raccoon's eye twitches. "I... I have to wash and iron ''that'' before the battle is over? * * * Back on Earth, Cure Spanner dashes out of the trashcan. "People come here to find nourishment, both for their body but most importantly their soul!" She points her heart-shaped Shifting Spanner at the cook Terribad. "How dare you disrupt this necessary and joyful gathering of souls with your nefariousness? Cease, or suffer the consequences of your malevolent persistence!" Miya snaps her head sideways, and stagewhispers to Enji, "...I'm still doing Justice Speeches? Can you ''please'' switch off the Justice Speech function?!" Enji, holding an industrial-grade control box with buttons and toggle switches, the kind one expects to be used to control cranes or other heavy machinery, frowns. "No! It's part of regulations!" Miya looks down and mumbles. "Oh, well. In that case... can't argue with regulations." 

:'''{{#var:107|Amy Faust (107)}} has posed:'''      Amy quirks an eyebrow at the comment about Kyo. "Really? I kinda feel him. That bit of 'If someone liked you, what would you do?' 'ask them if they were crazy' really hit home, for how I felt at high school the first time around." Then she looks nervously at Miya. "Uh, I mean, at my old school back in America."     And then she looks towards the back rooms. "Are you ''kidding'' me?! Oh ''come on!'' Umm--" but Miya's already running, so she doesn't have to explain. Amy runs into the bathroom, and a Puella Magi walks out. And races out of and around the building.     Cure Spanner gets a friendly nod before she turns to the youma. "So, what's your deal? Someone hates their job as a cook? I don't suppose you can like. Realize that and go back to normal without us beating you up first?"     Amy sighs and shrugs. "No, I suppose not. It's not like you'll easily find another job in a capitalist economy, anyway. So, what's your deal? Do you throw exploding sandwiches?" 

:'''{{#var:32|Sayaka Miki (32)}} has posed:''' "I get it, but he is kinda so...", Sayaka starts saying to Amy, when the telltale sign of dark energy reaches them. She would have questioned Miya running out in the direction of the trashcans if she hadn't felt what Miya had felt too. Time to change! ... Yes, but probably in a better hidden location. "Ula, it's our turn!", the bluenette says once they are in a safer place on the left side of the building, letting her out of the bag and taking the Pretty Change Mirror out as well. Reflecting Sayaka's smiling face, the mirror starts radiating yellow, green and blue light. "Time to change!", it exclaims, opening to reveal Sayaka's face and releasing watery musical notes, surrounding the Precure. "The melody of justice that rises from the sea depths", Sayaka recites, the blue shape of an armored mermaid wearing a wide heart-shaped collar appearing in front of her before the figure dives into the bluenette and spreads bubbles all around her. "Cure Sharpsong!" "Red! And... Are you new?", the transformed bluenette asks when she sees Cure Spanner. At a guess, she would consider her being a Precure, but she is different enough that she is not sure. Then again, that's the problem with Precures in general, isn't it? Each group has their own style. She is likely not one of Blue's Precures at least. "Bamakelder!", she glares at the dark general. "Cut this out, right now!" "It's Namakelder, my girl. You all need to stop being so dramatic", Namakelder smirks at the group. "Relax and take it easy. Everyone is still probably having fun inside. I would say you raise a good point, though, Precure", he looks at Spanner in particular. "We really should change that. Terribad, time to spread some beautiful mold", he orders to his youma, who then starts swinging his arms, and mold starts magically appearing everywhere, even inside the restaurant. "Then again you magical girls multiply just like my wonderful mold", the green-haired man observes. He is so thin and green that comparing him to a grasshopper wouldn't be out of place, even more so with those antennae-like things getting out from his hat. "Appealing to a Terribad is useless, but I can grant you your wish somehow. Care for some explosive chicken?", he mockingly tells Red. The youma immediately follows suit, making three fried chicken breasts appear in the frying basket, tossing them at Red. They are in fact going to explode if they hit. The Terribad doesn't waste its momentum, rapidly following suit with tossing fried chicken drumsticks this time, these ones coated in spicy ''burning'' sauce. Right after, 4 chicken wings are tossed at Sayaka, each one of them pointy. 

:'''{{#var:107|Amy Faust (107)}} has posed:'''     Bamakelder? Oh, there's the Dark General. ...Do they call them Dark Generals in real life? She should ask her allies that. "Dramatic?!" Amy echoes. "We are literally ''magical girls'', and you're a ''dark general'' -- if that's the right term?" She glances uncertainly at the others, -- "''unleashing a giant monster on the city!'' I think this is a drama-appropriate siotuation! It kind of comes with the job description for all of us!"     "Did you just say ''mold?'' ...Eww."     When he compares ''them'' to mold, though, she verbally bites back: "Nah, once you get to know us we grow on you! Like a moss." She smirks.     And then her expression changes as exploding drumsticks are lobbed her way and she dodges right into a wall and gets caught in the splash damage. "Ugh... so that's what it's like..." Her cloak blackened and scorched, after checking behind her, she turns towards the terribad, launcher appearing on her shoulder and firing a couple of rounds from it. "Well if you want an explosive match, you've got one!"     And then Amy realizes the implications. "Hey, uh... I don't suppose either of you can project a barrier...?" 

:'''{{#var:112|Miya Sakamoto (112)}} has posed:''' I haven't been around much," Cure Spanner mutters to Sayaka. "The care within a house, the warmth within a home! Cure Spanner!", she introduces herself. "It's a bit of a mouthful, so just 'Cure Spanner' is fine. Pleased to meet you!" "It depends...", Miya comments to Amy, tilting a head. "Personal relationships built over a lifetime are paramount here. I'm sure that asking around among friends and family members, to see if they know a friend who knows someone who has a restaurant-" Enji notices the incoming drumsticks. "CURE SPANNER! BREAK IS OVER!", he exclaims, and SLAMS his tiny paw on one of the controls, one of those stout joystick handles waterproofed with folded rubber. A startled Cure Spanner is yanked into unwittingly leaping sideways, towards the incoming projectiles. It takes her a second to regain her bearings, but when she does, she swings her spanner, and manages to hit at least one away from Sayaka. On the other hand, BOOM. Cure Spanner slams against the wall, leaving a vertical circular crater there, before falling face-first onto the ground. She pushes herself to stand, and twitching, she notices the corrupting substance. "Mold...", she says. And checks if she's got any of it on her. * * * Elsewhere, a raccon fairy maid is busy rubbing a set of overalls on a washboard immersed in soapy water. All of a sudden, her fur tingles electrically, a wave passing through it, making it stand on end and lower once again once it passed. "...I have a very bad feeling..." * * * "Mold..." Enji says, as well, to which Cure Spanner replies, "I got just the thing!", and taps her pouch. Her spanner shimmers, and when the light subsides, it's turned into a bucket full of some liquid, with a set of sponges tied by a string dangling from its side. She grabs one sponge, and dunks it into the bucket. "We are not like mold! We do not pop up preferably around thermal bridges, we do not go away if you splash us with dish soap, and most important of all, we do not spontaneously cluster on bread after the expiration date!" A short pause. "Only before. Teenage metabolism." Stomach growl. "...and now you've reminded me that I haven't had lunch yet, and I am MAD!" She hurls the sponge soaked in mold remover at the Terribad. To Amy, she replies, "A barrier? Not that I'm aware of! I only have personal protective equipment, but if you can think of a construction or maintenance tool that can be abused as a barrier, I'm all ears!" 

:'''{{#var:32|Sayaka Miki (32)}} has posed:''' The blue Precure gets reached by the chicken wings, grimacing as she feels one of them strike her, only having managed to dodge 2 of 4. Thankfully, Spanner bats one away from her, so she has just the one to take out from her arm. The wound heals rapidly once that one is removed, rapidly tossed it to the side. "Yeah, the future is terrible for sure, your youma is a terrible cook!" Sayaka shouts, starting to attack the Terribad with alternating punches and sword strikes, that the creature blocks the impact of, punches meeting arm and sword meeting frying basket. Jumping back with a glare at the Terribad, Sharpsong gives a wave at Miya. "Nice to meet you too, Spanner! That's a really comforting moniker you have. I am the melody of justice that rises from the sea depths, Cure Sharpsong", she announces again. "I'd rather you grew somehere else, red girl. We have a beautiful open space with many of your kind. We have prepared it just for you. Wouldn't you like it more there?" Namakelder smiles, just laying back against a wall, just watching them fight lazily. "The one I had was lost together with my previous powers", Sharpsong replies to Amy, frowning while considering that would have in fact come useful here. Well, as convenient as having a Labyrinth was, it still beats not being under Kyubey. "Spanner has a point, Namakelder, we were about to have lunch!", Sharpsong yells in support of the other Precure. "Nobody asked you to intervene, Precure, and... what kind of magical warrior are you again?" he squints his eyes at Red. Doesn't look like Amy has some significant overlap with those he knows. The sponge Spanner has tossed at the Layabout meanwhile hits it with force straight in the face, making it stagger sideways. "Ugh, Terribad, get rid of that ugly thing before Spanner decides to clean up my beautiful mold. The world is so much better like this." Putting the sponge in the basket, the Terribad swings and tosses it somewhere in the distance, then heads towards the orange Precure and swings the basket down while a crowd of Kindabads swarm around Sharpsong and Red to stop them from intervening. 

:'''{{#var:107|Amy Faust (107)}} has posed:'''     "Damn, you ''still'' heal like crazy, huh?" Amy observes. "If I can switch magic types and keep the advantages of this body, that--" She whips the launcher into position to shoot at the youma's head when its arms are occupied blocking Sayaka's strikes. "--changes things."     Namakelder says they have 'many of her kind' somewhere and Amy Faust laughs, loudly, almost a cackle. She's about to retort when she realizes he means the place Phantom sent people to and frowns. "No. I got a life to live, or at least, as much of one as I get, and manga to read. I can't do that in a coffin. There'll be plenty of time to try the coffin thing when I'm dead."     Namakelder asks what kind of magical girl she is, and Amy replies flippantly: "None of your beeswax!" Ordinarily, she'd give the whole speech about being a magical Terminator that hunts Witches, but it doesn't fit the mood of the moment.     Magical Rocket Girl Red goes to line up a shot on the Terribad as it deals with the sponge, but then she's getting swarmed by kindabads. "Oh, you wanna go, huh?" She dismisses her weapon to punch one out, stun another with an elbow to the gut and then kick it and send it flying into the others. She only knows the very basics of martial arts, but that and mahou strength is plenty for kindabads.     "Just kidding!" Amy suddenly is holding her launcher again, aiming it down and rocket jumping, catching the kindabads around her in the blast as she's sent flying towards the Terribad's shoulders, planning... something. She'll come up with an attack to do before she lands, probably! 

:'''{{#var:112|Miya Sakamoto (112)}} has posed:''' "I like that!", Cure Spanner exclaims to blue Cure. "We could have a team thing going. You could be 'The Sharpest Song in the Shed', and I could be-" "The tool!", Enji cuts short. "Lunch break got cancelled, you're on the clock," he exclaims, tapping his wrist. "Right!", exclaims Cure Spanner, and dashes to retrieve the sponge. "I don't know what you are preparing for an open space," she monologues at Namakelder, "but I don't like it and I'm not planning to go there any time soon if it looks like..." she gestures towards the mold. "...this!" Her attention snaps to Amy. "Wait, coffin? What's that about coffins?" Spanner's attempt at retrieving her sponge is interrupted! Terribad attacks! And Cure Spanner responds approriately, attempting a block of the basket with a countering kick, and follow suit with punches and more kicks. Those karate lessons might start to be paying off. "She likes violence," she comments about what type of magical girl Amy is while doing all this. "I'm willing to make her a honorary PreCure if she isn't one already." "Spanner," Enji cuts in, "you're at the bottom of the hierarchy here. You don't get to bestow titles" "Look, just because I'm at the lower rung of this outfit, of this frilly fluffy outfit, I still get to make my own head canon!" "...please don't," Enji adds, and shudders. 

:'''{{#var:32|Sayaka Miki (32)}} has posed:''' "I can't block out the pain anymore, but I still have my healing", Sayaka nods to Amy, letting the sword fade and punching her way through the Kindabads instead, all of them flying left and right. Anyway, blocking out the pain was as useful as it was problematic in a way. In the end, much better to stay on the alert. "We can work together!", Sayaka exclaims to Miya. "And if I get to, I can introduce you to other allies!" Reading a manga... "You should have stayed home doing that, girl with the red temper", Namakelder reproaches Amy. "Just look at me, I do nothing myself, and can be as lazy as I want and watch the mold grow thanks to the Terribad. Wouldn't you agree that's much better?" "Clock or not, we are definitely having it later, not like you would understand that I was having lunch with friends", Sharpsong shakes her head, making her sword reappear in her hand. But she will get back to Miya with Amy later. Now she has the latter and Spanner to fight with. "Are you ok, Spanner?" Sayaka tilts her head at the orange Precure's affirmation, stopping in her tracks. Do Precures... like violence? Mio didn't seem like that, and Blue was quite gentle, if unmoving on some aspect of their tasks. And well, she has always cared about doing the right thing, even if she discovered that was nuanced at times. Meanwhile, after both blocking Sayaka's hit-and-slash sequence, doing the same with Miya leaves it a tired mess that can just raise a half-hearted punch towards Amy. "Terribad!", it shouts angrily, watching the Puella Magi descend. 

:'''{{#var:107|Amy Faust (107)}} has posed:'''     "Lunch break is cancelled? Isn't that against union rules?!" Amy objects.     Incoming fist! Uhhhh... Amy fires a shell down and immediately airbursts it to knock herself ''over'' the fist and land on the arm, running up it while throwing sticky grenades down at the terribad's arm and then shoulder.     "It's not that I love violence but my powers are explosions and rockets what else am I gonna do?!" She does blush at the offer of Honorary Pretty Cure, though. "Would I have to obey the don't fall in love rule? I'd conjure you a head cannon but I'm worried about breaking your neck."     She slaps a plastic explosive on the Terribad's neck and then dives off just before the explosives all go off at once behind her -- at the same time as the Cures' finishers hit, no doubt!     Amy lands, hair and cloak billowing dramatically before she turns to Namakelder and points. "Dude, can't you even keep track of your own schticks? Exulting laziness is the Witch of Delays and her Layabouts; or are you doing like, a villain exchange program?"     She holds a hand up to her mouth and asides to Spanner, "I'll explain about the coffins and what I am later." 

:'''{{#var:112|Miya Sakamoto (112)}} has posed:''' "DANG STRAIGHT IT IS!", Enji and Spanner exclaim at once, in response to Amy's comment about abolishing lunch break being against union rules, burning annoynce at being denied lunch manifest. While lunch may be guaranteed in normal circumstances, this is clearly an emergency, and neither Miya nor Enji look pleased at having their lunch overridden. "I'm being facetious about violence," Miya jokes as she ducks and dodges an attack. "Wait, we have a don't fall in love rule?!" A startled Cure Spanner turns to her mascot. "WE HAVE SUCH A RULE?!" "No, it's against union rules!", Enji replies. Spanners takes a flying leap back, spinning in the air, and performs a three-point landing. "You. Don't. Mess. With. LUNCH.", she growls, and looking between Amy and Sharpsong, she continues, "Especially lunch with FRIENDS!" Her massive drill hair starts spinning, and she dashes towards the Terribad. "BY THE POWER OF FRIENDSHIP (and a little bit of lunch as well), YOU SHALL BE VANQUISHED!", she exclaims, leaps high into the air, and plunges down, both the hair-drills spinning, ready to deliver coiffed justice. 

:'''{{#var:32|Sayaka Miki (32)}} has posed:''' "I think that's only something Blue asks", Sharpsong replies to Amy. "So, it depends?", she shrugs. "There are many Pretty Cures, and if you become one from the same group as Spanner, you probably wouldn't have to. Even if you would have to deal with a rude squirrel, I guess", she tilts towards Enji. "I will excuse you, my girl, because I was here first. The Witch of Delays wanting to create a perfectly lazy paradise holds some appeal, but my loyalty goes to the Phantom Empire and Queen Mirage, so your, what was it, 'villain exchange program' idea is quite out of place", Namakelder replies with an aura of satisfaction. "Good, because you can disappear with your beloved Empire as we will save everyone!", Sharpsong interjects, giving him a promise. "For now, it's your Terribad's turn! Symphony of Justice, turn into sacred power!", she says, raising her right arm and with the left spinning the dial on her wrist. ""Love PreBrace!" At the callout, 10 train wheels made of water spawn into existence floating in the air. "Pretty Cure Rondo con Toccata! Justice, return to the Heavens!" Cure Sharpsong says, all the wheels converging unto the Terribad at the same time, lingering in a circle of them dancing around the Terribad after the hits and purifying it, just as the explosives hurt it considerably and leave it open for Spanner Drill Hair of Friendship to knock it down. "So relaaaxing", it finally says when the purification finishes taking effect, the coffin mirror dissolving together with the Terribad, freeing the man and his falcon from the prison of misfortune. "Such a shame, really, we shall see each other again!", he frowns before teleporting away. "Congratulations, everyone!", Ula smiles at them when the feeling of having to sneeze magic fills her for the second time. "Sharpsong, it's the cards. It's like I feel the power of... spectacles, I think. Anyway, rub my nose, please!" The blue Precure does just that, freeing the magic and making Ula sneeze loudly. The satchel at her side releases two PreCards. "Uh, I got an Idol card, and a police one", Sayaka says while looking at the cards. 

:'''{{#var:107|Amy Faust (107)}} has posed:'''     Falling in love is OK if you're a Hardworkin' Pretty Cure, but you'd have to deal with a rude squirrel. Amy crosses her forearms in front of her in an 'X' gesture. "Nuh-uh! Being a teenager again is a once-in-a-lifetime vacation! I'm ''not'' living by someone else's clock until I have to! No bosses, no masters, I don't need to work to live right now and I don't even wanna ''pretend!''"     Her 'job' at the Pearl Pier Hotel is different, and that can be discussed later.     She ranted over Namakelder's speech, and then the wheels hit, the Terribad's gone.     The red Puella walks curiously over to Ula. "The explosive moldy cooking monster dropped ''police'' and ''idol'' cards? That makes ''no'' sense. Is it just random? What abilities do those give you, exactly?"     Amy turns also to Spanner. "Um. Look. If you wanna talk together after... well, we can have lunch, if you want. I always like meeting new coworkers." She frowns. "Bad wording. Fellow magical girls. ...You really think I'd be an honorary Pretty Cure, huh...?" 

:'''{{#var:32|Sayaka Miki (32)}} has posed:''' Sayaka blinks as Amy breaks into a emphatic speech about what being an adult is like. She must have been really burned out in her previous life. Guess they don't talk much about '"that". "I guess they ''are'' random", Sayaka hmms pensively looking at the cards. She has got no more clue than Amy at how the process goes, and she doesn't think Ula does either. "I don't... know?", the tiny mermaid hesitates looking up at Amy. "When I felt the magic build up I had this feeling relating to a spectacle? Or a performance? Which I think is the Idol card, but the police card... I don't know, maybe appearing convincing?" She just looks at her bag, playing around with her jewels. 

:'''{{#var:112|Miya Sakamoto (112)}} has posed:''' Cure Sharpsong offers an invitation to hang our more often! FRIENDSHIP PROTOCOLS ARE INITIATING! Cure Spanner is startled a little, still with the sense of surprise and wonder one would have if each fiendship she starts or advances was the first one ever. And then smiles, wide. "I'd love to see each other again!" Amy's mention of being a teenager 'again' elicits a confused frown from Cure Spanner. And then her expression turns to one of understanding. "Oh, you mean you got a full-time job over the summer and now you're free to focus on teenage things like school, acne, and obsessing about how your peers perceive you!" She rubs the top of her nose. At the question about whether Amy could be an honorary Pretty Cure, Cure Spanner exclaims, "Yes!", at exactly the same time her beaver mascot deadpans, "We're not hiring at the moment." Cure Spanner looks down then up at Amy, and whispers to her, "Don't listen to him. He's a grump." "One with excellent hearing," grumps Enji, arms crossed. Cure Spanner also watches and listens attentively -- Cure Sharpsong got cards? "I'm also curious about what those cards... that could be one of the topics of discussion..." She turns to look at Amy, "...during that lunch?" Yes, Amy's offer for MOAR FRIENDSHIP activated Spanner's pleased, wondrous surprise at friendship protocols engaging. 

:'''{{#var:32|Sayaka Miki (32)}} has posed:''' Sayaka feels lightly awkward at Miya's conjecture. It feels slightly awkward to let the misunderstanding stand. What if that leads to an awkward moment later? Though, that's really not her place, hopefully nothing happens to Miya or Amy because of it. Sayaka gives Enji a look before talking to Miya. "I don't think there is much more that we can say, probably. Ula has explained what she thinks they do, and randomly trying them on in public is not a good idea, right, Spanner?" Sharpsong looks back to the inside of the KFC, wondering if Miya may have come back already. "I was having lunch with another friend before this fight, but you can count on me to have one with you! I will be sure to get into contact with you again!", she ways, running away from there. "Bye, Spanner. And consider being nicer, Enji, I believe you can do it!", Ula says before following her Precure. 
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Miya Sakamoto

2023-11-22T14:03:48Z

UnderConstruction: Update profile

{{CharacterNew
|NameOnMUSH=Miya Sakamoto
|Char_id=112
|Img=
|FullName=Miya Sakamoto
|AKA=Cure Spanner
|Gender=Female
|Origin=Pretty Cure
|Grade=9
|Clubs=Shop Club
|Series=Hardworkin'! Pretty Cure
|Groups=Radiant Heart Academy
|Chartype=OC
|Quote="The care within a house, the warmth within a home! Cure Spanner!"
|Profile=Miya Sakamoto, recent move to Tokyo, student at Radiant Heart Acacdemy! Generally cheerful and friendly, she can come off as a little awkward at times, somewhat confused by the fancy customs of the Big City; she's nonetheless doing her best to make new friends and fit in in this new place.

As is typical for girls of her age who, like her, like tinkering, she is either seen working on some project at the school shop, or transformed into the magical girl Cure Spanner who, on behalf of the Kingdom of Building, fights the nefarious forces which threaten the very concept of Structural Stability.

Armed with courage, determination, big dreams, and an adjustable wrench, she is going to deliver percussive maintenance flavored justice to a monster near you!

And possibly fix your boiler while she's at it.
|Skills=Can We Fix It? Yes We Can!, Stop! Hammertime, Nailed It, Shop-a-Holic, As In Workshop, Pipe Wrench Fight!, We're Gonna Need Some Vinyl Glue, Knows The Drill, Might Have A Screw Loose
|Age=14
}}

628/Behind the Mask

2023-10-29T09:46:11Z

UnderConstruction: At the masquerade ball of Princess Dia, Miya and Coco discover each other's secret identity.

{{Log Header
|Date of Scene=2023/10/21
|Location=Plot Room 2
|Synopsis=After all, this is a masquerade: a place where people hide things, wouldn't you agree?
(Side-scene taking place at the D----- Kingdom's masquerade ball)
|Thanks=Coco Kiumi
|Cast of Characters=112,55
|pretty=yes
}}
{{Poses
|Poses=:'''{{#var:112|Miya Sakamoto (112)}} has posed:''' "Who is that one?" "Did she sneak in?" "She must have." "Hard to tell from her costume. Might be considered a cheap cop-out by an untrained eye, but the leather is actually of pretty good quality." "But look at how messy her hair is!" "I bet she hasn't seen a hair stylist in -months-!" Miya is unaware of the gaggle of young teens whispering gossip (or rather, dishing out judgement) about her as she passes by in her old west trapper costume, complete with coonskin cap. She does tug on her jacket a couple of times to adjust it -- it's a last-minute borrow, so there was no time to alter it properly, but that's the good thing about it: it's a relatively loose fit, so it does not really need to. That's when she turns to look the other way that the gaggle gasps in unison. "That plushie beaver!" "It's -so lifelike-!" "Where did she get such amazing workmanship done?" "I'm an absolute expert in the field, and I can assure you, that's a -top notch- product! No seams visible! And the fur! It glistens like it was -real-! I bet her servants have spent -hours- applying expensive lotions to it to make it look that way!" "I had been planning for the most unexpected contingent scenarios," Enji mumbles in a voice low enough that only Miya can hear him, "But I must admit that being the talk of a high class party as the most distinguished fashion accessory was not one of them." "What?", asks Miya, confused, who must have missed the bits of gossip Enji must have caught. "Don't worry, just... try not to attract too much attention to yourself," Enji cuts short. "A princess!", Miya repeats to herself for the umpteenth time, eyes glistening as she clasps her hands. "I will get to see a -real princess-!" She turns to Enji. "Have you ever seen a princess, Enji?" "Oh, yeah, I have," he says, conversationally. "I haven't!", Miya replies. 

:'''{{#var:55|Coco Kiumi (55)}} has posed:''' The masquerade has proved herself to be rather adequate so far, in company mostly, rather than in refreshment. Seeing so many friends from Radiant Heart was surprising. In some cases, the inventivity of the RHA students was quite peerless, and enjoying playing with their various excuses proved to be the best entertainment of the event. Coco's reason was mostly a passing curiosity as far as she was concerned, since the obfuscation of the exact details of her kingdom was the only peculiar detail, the papers she presented completely legitimate. So only the occasional whisper accompanied her around, though it would be hard to say whether she got recognised, or her costume caught the attention of passersby first. It is as she wanders around like this that her eyes fall on a costume on a costume of the frontier, and recognise who is wearing it. "Hello, Miya", Coco makes herself heard, advancing through the crowd towards the brunette. "Glad you managed to take a spot too. Have you been enjoying the party?" 

:'''{{#var:112|Miya Sakamoto (112)}} has posed:''' Miya blinks. And does a double-take. "C-Coco? What are you doing here?", she asks, genuinely surprised to see her friend. "What last minute fix did you perform to be let in?" Once the surprise dies down, Miya takes a moment to look at Coco from head to toe, and back up. "...Oh. Wait. That dress. That's... that's not a last minute costume," she admits, a bit embarrassed at not making the connection earlier. "What did you fix long in advance to be let in?" "Oh, wait, you asked a question. I'm... I'm a bit overwhelmed to be honest. This is the fanciest gathering I have ever attended in my whole life! So lavish! So elegant! So..." Words seem to fail her, so she just gestures around. Lowering her voice, she hunches over to coco, conspirationally, "So, are you here to see the princess too?" 

:'''{{#var:55|Coco Kiumi (55)}} has posed:''' "Oh, I actually did nothing", Coco smiles cryptically towards Miya. "I just had to wait and this adress and the ticket for attendance fell in my lap from the sky. After all, this is a masquerade: a place where people hide things, wouldn't you agree?" she winks at her friend. "But I can let the truth depart from myself on account of our friendship", Coco comments jokingly. "But actually the truth is more boring than the airs I have been giving myself", she speaks to Miya, dropping the mysterious tone. "It is true that I did nothing, apart from requesting it. I had my kingdom send its officials to secure me a spot, while the tailors worked on my getup." Coco pauses to grab a mini sandwich from a tray passing by and eats it. "What about you, how did you get in?" She also takes a look at Enji, she too interested by the manufacture of the "plushie". "That's really well done, I don't see any defect or seam. Did you make it yourself?" 

:'''{{#var:112|Miya Sakamoto (112)}} has posed:''' 'After all, this is a masquerade: a place where people hide things, wouldn't you agree?' A wink from Coco. Something clicks in Miya's brain, and her eyes pop open. She mouths, full of awe, certain to have understood what her friend is referring to, "The tuna! That tuna sure has connections!" 'I had my kingdom send its officials to secure me a spot, while the tailors worked on my getup' "Oh, right! You're from abroad!", Miya exclaims, snapping her fingers. "And well-off if I remember corr-" "Does madam desire a vol-au-vent?" Miya is startled by the sudden appearance of a caterer as soon as she had snapped her fingers. "Uh... actually... yes, I am a bit peckish." "What flavor?" "What do you recommend?" "The tuna is delicious." "I... I'll have anything else," Miya stammers, casting a guilty look in Coco's direction. * * * Miya nibbles on her snack, and remembers the question of whether or not she made Enji herself. "Oh, I actually did nothing", Miya smiles cryptically towards Coco. "I just had to wait and this beaver fell in on my face from the sky. After all, this is a masquerade: a place where people hide things, wouldn't you agree?" she winks at her friend. 

:'''{{#var:55|Coco Kiumi (55)}} has posed:''' Coco laughs at Miya repeating the joke. "What is fair is fair", she says, waving at the caterer to signal getting to her next. "I saw a sandwich tartare going around earlier, could you bring us that, please?", she addresses the caterer, hoping that's going to be more to Miya's taste. "They have variety here, Miya, so don't be afraid to ask for something else if you don't like seafood", Coco talks to her, misunderstanding why Miya didn't want the tuna. "Oh, yes, I am well-off", she says, suddenly hesitant and reserved. Is Miya going to take issue with it if she admits to that fact too nonchalantly? Will she take her as a snob? "But still, it's not that incredible, you know? I just happened to be born in my position, and the rest came along." She suddenly finds the wall incredibly interesting. "I get that being born as leader of a kingdoms doesn't happen to anyone, but you can treat me normally, you don't have to start addressing me by my title. Things are good as they are." The caterer comes back at this moment with the sandwich tartare. "Thank you", Coco says grabbing some for herself, and offering some to Miya. "Jokes aside, where did the plushie come from?" Coco asks expectantly. After all, she didn't keep the joke going, so she figured Miya was going to do the same. 

:'''{{#var:112|Miya Sakamoto (112)}} has posed:''' When the sandwich tartare is offered to Miya and it is time to try the first bite, the girl opens her mouth and somehow forgets to stop until her jaw can conclusively be described as 'dropped'. "Y- you're royalty?!", Miya exclaims, food still in her hand, unbitten, her voice going squeaky out of surprise. That explains so much! The artisans building that sophisticated bubble maker! The above average musical skills from class! Being here at all! Miya remains agape, giving the impression she's trying to areate her head as if it was an apartment. When she collects enough brainpower to close her mouth again, she stammers, "...I mean, I couldn't address you by title not even if I wanted. Mainly because I don't even know what your actual title is..." "Oh, uh, Enji?", stammers Miya glancing down at her mascot. "I got it at Makuga Finn's debut concert. Very exclusive game of UFO Catcher. Took place in the staff-only areas." Well, that's all technically true! "Nowhere as cool as your otters, but still cool!", exclaims Miya, as she gives her beaver a couple of head pats. Did... did the Beaver just narrow his eyes at Miya's last comment? 

:'''{{#var:55|Coco Kiumi (55)}} has posed:''' "Your Highness is a catch-all title that people default to if they don't know the other person's rank", the mermaid admits unwillingly. "But you don't have to refer to me by it or any other title, are we clear, Miya? The two of us are friends." She examines a tartare before taking a bite out of it. "Just to satisfy your curiosity, I am Coco Kiumi, princess of the South Pacific kingdom." And that was the extent of how much she wanted to talk about it. "I hope that game of UFO Catcher didn't constitute your pay", Coco comments suddenly disgruntled. She knows that practice exists, and she hates it so much. How is there any guarantee reselling things would earn the workers enough money? And that's probably why Miya didn't choose to resell it. "My otters would appreciate hearing that a lot. I will be sure to tell them, or maybe you can come with me to tell them yourself." It will be fine, people talk to their animals all the time, she figures. "Hey, Miya, did Enji just squint its eyes?", Coco comments. She wasn't seeing things, the plushie did just squint, right? Her mind goes back to when she was with Mio on the rooftop that way. Same exact situation, but is it the same exact result? "Enji is adorable though, I am sure having it with you is like keeping a ''magical Cure'' to your side", Coco mentions, stressing those words. "I kind of want to touch it." And with that, she doesn't hesitate, and her fingers go on a tickling attack, target: Enji. 

:'''{{#var:112|Miya Sakamoto (112)}} has posed:''' "Oh, no, totally unrelated," Miya is quick to dismiss Coco's suggestion that the plushie was to count as her honorary. "I got paid appropriately for my services as a junior member of staff!" Then there was her whole thing as a magical girl, but that is another- "What?", exclaims Miya, startled: both her and Enji sprinkle a tiny amount of minute sweatdrops all around at Coco's admission of having noticed the beaver's squinti. "What?!" further exclaims Miya, doubly pushed off-balance by the Magical Cure comment. Enji may have stiffened completely, probably even having a small stroke at how uncomfortably close to home Coco's comments are hitting. But nothing beats... the ticklening. It's a matter of instants: Coco will notice that, under her tickling, Enji... is anything but stuffed. He reacts like a very living creature, beginning to twist and contract into fits of laughter. But it is only Coco, and only for moments -- Miya recovers something vaguely resembling her wits. She notices a fellow teenager nearby, dressed in a sophisticated diamond-studded ballerina tutu, improvising a pirouette over a short harpsichord passage, and bowing. Leaning into the costume. Therefore, Miya grabs Enji by the scruff of the neck, throws him into the air, swings her rifle to point at him, closes one eye... BANG! A toy suction cup projectile SLAMS onto his face, and pins him against the wall with a soft thud, after which he begins to slowly slide towards the ground, picking up speed as he descends. Plop. Just an 'inanimate plushie', as far as everyone who is not Coco is concerned. There's a lot of jocular 'leaning into the costume' going on in the area, so Miya's action did not draw much attention except a few giggles and possibly a polite clap or two. Meanwhile, Miya herself, still holding her rifle in the shooting position, turns her head to look at Coco, chest heaving and sinking to indicate accelerated breathing and increased heart rate. There is no visible judgement or accusation the look Miya is directing at Coco. Not even disappointment. All there is is shocked surprise. If her expression, eyes wide open, mouth slightly agape, had to be summarized in one word, it would be: "How...?!" 

:'''{{#var:55|Coco Kiumi (55)}} has posed:''' "Why did you have to throw it!?" Coco questions Miya, looking at where the "plushie" got shot, flabbergasted. She makes a run over there, and grabs it back up from the ground before rushing back to her friend. "Here, keep your mascot safe", Coco says, handing Enji back to Miya with an annoyed glare. "You shouldn't hurt it just because you want to keep it away from me. Especially with shooting it and all." "As for how I knew of this, this has already happened to me before, plus I am a magical girl myself", Coco admits, touching the seashell on her neck. "It's part of my royal heritage, the reason I am born, defender of land and seas, holder of the Yellow Pearl, Princess of the South Pacific." 

:'''{{#var:112|Miya Sakamoto (112)}} has posed:''' Miya holds Enji in front of her, supporting him at the armpits. Her eyes roll down to look at the mascot. After a little hesitation, Enji looks up. "I had to keep my secret safe!", Miya whispers to Coco, apologetic. "I'm made of tough stuff," Enji boast-mumbles, trying to sound like a proud warrior. The thick, black eyebrows might help. The tiny adorableness... not as much. After Enji is done with his session of sulking, he sighs, uncrosses his arms, and gives Miya a single nod as a signal to go ahead. "...Cure Spanner," the brunette mumbles as a sort of reluctant introduction. "Holder of the Shifting Spanner and Fixer of Things That Go Wrong with Magic." "You just made up those titles," Enji points out. "Just let me have my moment, okay?" She looks at Coco. "Do you see now why I shot him?" "I -knew- it was a personal vendetta!", Enji teases. "Oh, shut up, you go through far worse during our training sessions." "Fair." That is when Miya suddenly lights up. "Wait, holder of the Yellow Pearl... Yellow Pearl Voice?!", she inquires, with a sense of urgency. "Was that you?" 

:'''{{#var:55|Coco Kiumi (55)}} has posed:''' "You had to keep your secret safe from who?" Coco mentions, arching an eyebrow. "Miya, look around you. Everyone is paying more attention to us now that before you did that." Coco takes a deep breath. "But nevermind that. Just ignore them and they will see there is nothing to look at soon enough." "Good job, Enji", Coco smiles at him and pats his head after his demonstration of resilience. "Cure Spanner... so you weren't inside the staff-only zone", Coco realises, barely keeping her tone moderate. "You were there, fighting with us." Coco nods. "Miya is right, Enji. Let her have fun with titles. Titles also help tons with confidence", the mermaid admonishes. "Let's just not go overboard with it." 'Besides', the mermaid keeps to herself seeing them interact is fun. They clearly care about each other under the front they put up.'" Coco nods with a smile and does a curtsy to Miya. "That's right, Cure Spanner. I am Yellow Pearl Voice, nice to meet you." 

:'''{{#var:112|Miya Sakamoto (112)}} has posed:''' "Well, I -was- in the staff only area! That's where I met Enji. He arrived with a rocket. I caught him. It's technically a game of UFO catcher!" One hand reaches for the nape of her neck. "But... yes. I -was- in the staff-only area. That's where I got my field promotion to magical girl. I reached the rest of you moments after. You might remember that I joined later than the other magical people..." "You have to earn your qualifications," mumbles Enji. "I didn't become Head Engineer by making up titles! I worked hard for it!". And then, after looking between Miya and Coco, he sighs once again and concedes, "But I suppose she can keep -those- particular ones. They're silly enough, unlikely to be confused with official qualifications." Yes, despite their bickering facade, they do care for each other. Miya laughs nervously when addressed by her magical name, "Oh, no, I'm just good ol' squishy Miya when unpowered. Cure Spanner is... something else." There's a glimmer in her eyes as she says this. The glimmer of someone who has had a taste magic for the first time, and for whom the world has never been the same since. "An you haven't finished your training yet," Enji admonishes. "You're good enough to fight a battle in a pinch, but there's still a lot we need to go over." 

:'''{{#var:55|Coco Kiumi (55)}} has posed:''' "I wasn't doubting that! But you weren't always there like you said. You were in the front fighting the monster with the rest of us", Coco explains herself. "Yes, I remember it", Coco nods. Only vaguely, though. She couldn't recall exactly when Miya joined them. "Besides Enji, those titles are all true. "It's as if I decided to call myself Mermaid of Aqua Regina. It's not a title I have, but it's not wrong. Can you look at me in the eyes and tell me the titles Miya used aren't true, in all honesty?" Coco challenges him, whispering the mermaid part for extra safety. She really doubts he can, though. "If you see it way, that's fine, Miya", Coco smiles at the brunette, offering to put a hand on her shoulder as a sense of closeness since she remembers hugs make Miya uncomfortable. "Personally I am both Coco and Yellow Pearl Voice, and I think Cure Spanner is part of you too. Magic is part of us all one way or another." Coco is left pondering when Enji talks about training. "Would you like to train together, Miya? I am sure we can push each other further than doing it by ourselves." 

:'''{{#var:112|Miya Sakamoto (112)}} has posed:''' "Fixer of things that go wrong with magic -in training-," Enji notes, but doesn't corretct any other titles. Nor looks at Coco straight in the etyes. "...But I guess we can let that detail slip for the sake of simplicity," he concedes, glancing sideways to meet Coco's gaze. Miya accepts the hand on her shoulder, but doesn't say anything when Coco mentions that Cure Spanner is part of her too. One hand, however, curled in a limp fist, raises to be held over her heart as she lowers her gaze. "Cure Spanner is what she is because of you, Miya," Enji confirms. "Your transformed self is a manifestation of your dreams and feelings. Cure Spanner is you, and you are her. You are not two different people..." Looking down at his hands as he makes explanatory gestures, while frowning his thick black eyebrorws in concentration, he continues, "...your Cure Spanner form is more like... what you get when you get turned inside out." Miya frowns. "What?" Enji sighs once again, but this time with a smile. "And -that- is why you are still in training." At the suggestion of training together, Miya clenches her fists, bites her lower lip, and- well, says nothing, but turns to Enji and looks at him, expectant. The beaver takes a second or two to reflect, and finally approves with a nod. "I think that is an excellent idea." Miya hugs Enji in excitement and gratitude -- hugging mascots is fine in Miya's book, apparently. "LET ME GO! LET ME GO!", whisper-screams Enji, while flailing his arms in an attempt to districate from Miya's clutch. 

:'''{{#var:55|Coco Kiumi (55)}} has posed:''' Coco smirks, enjoying the admission she got from Enji, however she doesn't actually say anything that might indispose the Precure fairy. Coco frowns a little bit when Miya struggles to understand herself in relation to Cure Spanner. And frankly, as another creature born of magic, she has more in common with Enji over there than your average magical girl. "Miya, imagine yourself when you are repairing a pipe, or reattaching handles, or fixing cables. Or even just remember the moments in which you did those things. That is who Cure Spanner is, and it gets brought to the forefront everytime you transform", Coco tries to clarify in her own way. "Then, it's decided. We can talk about when to meet at school, ok?" Coco gives a confident smile to Miya. 

:'''{{#var:112|Miya Sakamoto (112)}} has posed:''' Miya follows with attention. It is obvious that she is not a creature born to magic, and for someone who seems rather apt at pinpointing the source of magical conduits and snipping them, she is struggling with understanding of how it affects her at a personal level. "We... we can meet, sure! I'd love that!", Miya replies in excitement. Meeting at school with her friend Coco somehow grounds her back to a normality of sort. Granted, now there's the extra layer of Miya and Coco being aware of each other's magical nature. And Coco being a princess. And Coco and Enji giving ideas to each other. But that is only going to make things more interesting, isn't it? 

:'''{{#var:55|Coco Kiumi (55)}} has posed:''' Coco can see Miya is struggling to comprehend what she and Enji are trying to relay, so she figures they should just give her time. Understanding will come the more she gets used to her powers, right? So for now, why not keep enjoying the moment. Coco nods towards the dance floor and gives Miya her hand before saying "Would you care for a dance, Miya?" 

:'''{{#var:112|Miya Sakamoto (112)}} has posed:''' "Er...", Miya hesitates. "There... there is a snag...", she stammers. "...I cannot dance," she mumbles averting her gaze. "This is the first time I attend a dance in my life, and... I came unprepared." She hurries to add, "In my defense, it is by accident! When I was called in at the last minute to fix the restrooms, I hadn't expected the process to involve choreography, so I didn't prepare!" 

:'''{{#var:55|Coco Kiumi (55)}} has posed:''' "Don't worry, Miya!", Coco says, her hand still waiting to be held. "We can go nice and slow, and pick up on things along the way. It will be fine, just take a few seconds to relax." The mermaid doesn't move, waiting for Miya to decide it's indeed alright to head for the dance floor. 

:'''{{#var:112|Miya Sakamoto (112)}} has posed:''' Miya's hand lingers, uncertain. She looks down at Enji. "Sorry, not related to the mission. This one you'll have to figure out on your own," the beaver comments raising a hand. Miya swallows, and looks towards Coco, who is still extending her hand. Miya had it all figured out in her old city. This would be a definite 'nope' moment. Just flee, Miya. Disappear in the background. Do not let anyone notice you. Scuttle away. Leave no trace. But this is not the old city. This is Radiant Heart Academy. "A new life," Miya whispers to herself. And even if scared, worried, she reaches out, and takes Coco's hand. 
}}

399/Bringing Down The House

2023-10-17T17:53:47Z

UnderConstruction: Minor change in formatting

{{Log Header
|Date of Scene=2023/09/10
|Location=Plot Room 1
|Synopsis=The media (both social and traditional) are all over Makuga Finn, the latest musical sensation; the idol's first song can be heard everywhere, and she is going to start a live tour soon! As a promotional stunt, many students at Radiant Heart Academy can easily get a discounted ticket for her inaugural concert, or even win them at some game.

Makuga is about to make her debut, and as everyone knows, it's a debut only if it comes from the Debutante region of France, otherwise it's just sparkling first day on the job; unable to afford such a fancy imported introduction, Miya Sakamoto, your friendly neighborhood unpowered human, has to settle for the latter: today will be her first day on the job as staff for the concert.

What Miya doesn't know yet is that 'first day on the job' is going to take on a very unexpected meaning for her.
|Cast of Characters=112,30,41,66,55,157,38
|pretty=yes
}}
{{Poses
|Poses=:'''{{#var:112|Miya Sakamoto (112)}} has posed:''' Flash. Flash. Flash. Flash. Four Stadium-sized projectors light up in turn, their crossed beams illuminating the band playing on the stage built specifically for this event; equally stadium-grade loudspeakers follow suit: The drums lay down the beat. The bassline joins in. There is barely enough time to recognize this iconic intro before Makuga Finn, the star of the show, jumps into view. The crowd goes wild. The weather is perfect for an open-air concert on this grassy plain surrounded by trees, fitted with all comforts, from temporary lampposts to help people find their way around after sunset, to merch booths sprinkled here and there, to porta-potties for those necessities; the chemistry is just right, and the event starts off with a bang: glowsticks are waved around by the audience, like a sea of fireflies engaging in synchronized swimming, led by Maguka's singing and dancing in front of an overwhelmingly young fanbase. Everyone seems to be having great time. 

:'''{{#var:112|Miya Sakamoto (112)}} has posed:''' While the audience is having fun, there are people for whom this is a job: security, sound technicians, stage hands, and maintenance people for the facilities to name a few. Case in point: off in the distance, as far as one can get from the stage and still find people, there is a canvas tent marked STAFF, with a bunch of wires going into it (or are they coming out of it, actually?). Just outside, a teen girl with a ponytail wearing denim shorts and T-shirt marked 'STAFF' sits on the grass, leaning against one of the trees that grow here at the edge of the park. It is too far away to enjoy the concert properly, or see much of it, for that matter; her face is buried in a manga whose title proclaims 'Magical Wonderful Princess Pirurin!', and whose cover picture features a smiling young girl with massive twinkling eyes, a small crown, and a pink, frilly, fluffy outfit; the character is holding a magic wand in the shape of a scepter. "Miya!", calls out a voice from the inside. The girl in a ponytail snaps her comic shut, and springs to stand. "Yes?", she replies, ready for orders. A lanky man peeks out from the tent. He looks in his early thirties, has long hair, a hint of a beard, and eyes that look unused to the concept of sleep. "They fixed the issue with the power lines in section 5B," he says. "Now we can reconnect the lightposts to the proper mains in sector 5. Head over to the emergency generator of sector 4, and disconnect the cable that shunts part of its power to sector 5." "Sure thing, boss!", she says, with a playful salute, and heads straight for the indicated area. 

:'''{{#var:30|Kureha Senkenzan (30)}} has posed:'''     For once, Kureha Senkenzan is out and about for reasons other than her own choosing. Her father would quite like to start using her as another venue to exert and enhance the Chikafuji family's influence. Being able to say one of his daughters was at the hotly anticipated debut concert of an up-and-coming idol is exactly the kind of little flex he'd love to have. So the black-haired girl is in attendance, seated beside Emi. A small favor, that; as the most neutral of her three attendants, she is at least a step up from the unflinchingly father-loyal Yozakura. They've even got a small box of concessions to snack on while they wait.     But at the very least, this is something new, and different. So Kureha can enjoy that much, right? ...right...? 

:'''{{#var:41|Rashmi Terios (41)}} has posed:''' When heavy student discounts are part of a concert's promotion efforts, why not take them up on the offer? Idol music is hit-or-miss for Rashmi, but the possibility of something new to like is *always* welcome, which is how Rashmi finds herself with her own glowstick, joining in the cheering and in general having a grand old time. Fighting alongside Yellow Pearl Voice as often as she has, the power of stage music is something she can well appreciate, and it turns out Maguka Finn does a really good job! That dance choreography though, that's some wild stuff. 

:'''{{#var:66|Tadase Hotori (66)}} has posed:''' Why is Tadase Hotori, Student Council member, at a concert? The answer is simple. Because a much smaller Student Council Memeber from the lower grades desperately wanted to go to a concert, and her parents were pulled away by her younger sister's medical needs, and she couldn't go alone, and she texted Tadase... terribly responsible, kind-hearted Tadase?     So yeah, he's here, watching over a much more interested and smaller student. She is enjoying it. Tadase is... well it's not BAD it's just not also his thing. He's here, she's having fun, it's all good. Kiseki, on his shoulder? *absolutely into it*, the little small king dancing and trying to mimic the idol on stage.     Tadase sighs and smiles. Worth it to watch the enjoyment shown by the two of them. 

:'''{{#var:55|Coco (55)}} has posed:''' Coco has heard about a girl named Makuga Finn having a debut as an idol, leaflets being in a lot of places lately, and she is curious to see how a fellow prospective colleague would do (even if she isn't in the idol business for humans anywhere you might hear), but most importantly she wants to encourage her on the start of her journey. Here she is then, wearing her strapless yellow dress, mixing her own voice with the cheers of the other people in the audience. She smiles enthusiastically at Makuga's songs and performance, which is passing any checks with flying colours. 

:'''{{#var:157|Greta Legend (157)}} has posed:''' Greta got a ticket early. She's not ashamed to admit it. She doesn't really get Japan's fascination with idols, but SHE does find the music rather enjoyably catchy. Makuga Finn is one of those idols whose songs was put out recently enough that when Greta asked for music recommendations, the name popped up, so she took a listen. The songs have been in her head ever since, and she's unsure if she's going to regret that decision, as well as the choice to stand amongst people. In fairness, none of these people are her friends, so she's probably not going to get caught by anyone--Oh no there's Coco. Okay. Okay, she'll just let herself get lost in the crowd, hoping nobody else notices. 

:'''{{#var:38|Mamoru Chiba (38)}} has posed:''' So on top of a tall thing -- probably above the big speakers, possibly above the lights though that's probably too warm -- there's a guy with longish wavy black hair, wearing a dark grey uniform with black trim, and a black cape with deep blue on the inside. He is eating a stadium-style hot dog and considering whether or not to drain a little off the top of the crowd's energy-- just to see if happy energy works better for his purposes than the miserable energy he usually skims. He hasn't done so, though, because the music's not bad. Even if he'd prefer punk rock. Honestly it's better than just fretting about Naru being missing, but Usagi... He texts Usagi.     Hematite TXT: i'm at the makuga finn show, im sorry i didnt invite you     Hematite TXT: i didnt think youd want to go without naru 

:'''{{#var:112|Miya Sakamoto (112)}} has posed:''' It is unclear who or what starts the process, but a strange, otherworldy cloud of darkness begins to diffuse through and around the stage; electrical and audio cables start levitating, like charmed snakes, and writhe around the support structures; they reach out ot each other, connect and intertwine, without rhyme or reason, and eventually reach to some of the smaller projectors, which they entangle in their coils; caught in the shifting mass, they cast their beams on whatever members of the audience they end up directed at. At first, mundanes might not think much of it; special effects are, after all, a staple of idol concerts; but it will not be lost to the magically attuned that energy draining is starting to take place: people closer to the strange spaghetti ivy abomination perched on the stage begin to feel weaker, and slowing down, while Dark Energy flows up through the beams of light, into the lamps, and then into the threadlike monstrosities. Makuga, on stage, just keeps performing, either unaware of what is going on, or simply adhering to 'The Show Must Go On' credo; right now, she has switched to a slower piece, so it is easy for the Veil to mask the sudden lethargy of the audience as 'attuning to the somber mood.' 

:'''{{#var:112|Miya Sakamoto (112)}} has posed:''' Far away from the main action (or -any- action, for that matter), Miya trots through deserted, fenced off areas marked STAFF ONLY, away from prying eyes: this is what counts as 'behind the scenes' in this park setting. She heads straight towards the generator. There... seems to be some sort of special effects going on on the stage? The power of the Veil quickly brushes that incipient thought off her consciousness. Focus on the job, Miya. Disconnect that cable from that generator. Oceania has always been at war with Eastasia. There is, however, one other thing that does catch her attention. "...What is this noise?", the brunette wonders. She turns to look up at the source of the initially quiet high-pitched whirr behind her which kept getting louder; she does so just in time to see a small rocket heading towards her- If this were an anime, it would be where the screen fills with an explosion of stars. Cut to the ground; the rocket seems to have missed Miya by inches: its rear end sticks up at an angle from the ground, while a thin column of white smoke rises from its exhaust. As for Miya, she seems to have undergone a violent, full frontal impact with a miniature astronaut, currently clinging to her face. the canvas of whose (tiny) parachute slowly wafts down to cover it, along with the girl's head. "...th' h'ck?", mumbles Miya. It's not easy to speak while wearing a larval stage Neil Armstrong as a mask. "I... I made it! I'm alive!", The creature exclaims, as he jumps down. He hurriedly folds his parachute, and removes his spacesuit, revealing- "It's a beaver!", Miya exclaims, as she rubs her cheek to soothe the soreness of the impact. "It's a beaver with a tiny hat!" By now, the creature can be seen for what it is: a small beaver mascot, wearing a set of overalls, a hard hat, carrying a small toolbox and sporting thick, massive black eyebrows. "A -fairy-", the creature corrects her. "A Lead Engineer fairy, to be precise. You may call me Enji." Miya stares. She just stares for a few seconds, then shakes her head as if to clear it. "It's a beaver!", Miya exclaims again, like a broken record. "It's a beaver with a tiny hat!" Enji grumbles, "Oh, right. Humans." He reaches into his toolbox, extracts a mallet, climbs over Miya again, and smacks her upside the head. "OW!", exclaims the teenager while she nurses the point of impact. "WHAT WAS THAT FOR?" "Improving your perception." After an awkward pause, Miya asks, incredulous, "Perception? Perception about wh- wait. What... what was that part about you being a fairy again?" After a couple of second one, her burrow frows. Pulling back in mild concern, she asks, "...Nevermind that. What was that part about you -talking- again?" Enji grins. "By the way," And then he mumbles between his teeth, as if he was nudging Miya without the people around hearing (despite there being nobody around), "I think you might have forgotten to introduce yourself after I did." "...Oh. Right! Sorry, how rude of me!" Miya replies, and bows. "Miya Sakamoto. Pleased to make your acquaintance, Enji." 

:'''{{#var:30|Kureha Senkenzan (30)}} has posed:'''     As Kureha sits and listens, her eyes drift around the crowd and... oh no. She knows that red hair. Those glasses. It is now time for Kureha to make a valiant effort to pretend she can't see Rashmi Terios. She's not here. There is no oni. Just ignore the random yukata in a sea of normal street clothes. And- oh no, Coco is here too. Oh god. They'll want to talk. They'll want to interact. Oh no no no. Time to find an excuse to vacate the premises.     It's almost a relief when something ''really weird'' starts happening on stage.     People are slowing down. Looking a little weak. And the way those cables are acting is... not normal. Kureha's social panic quickly switches over to worry that yet another weird incident is happening in her presence, and she reaches up to tug Emi's sleeve. "Emi." "-ah? My lady?" "I'm finding that this concert business isn't for me. I think I want to leave." The older woman frowns. Hozan did 'ask' for her young charge to be here, but... well, they have technically fulfilled that 'request' already. "...well, I suppose. Is the food not to your taste, or...?" There is a pause.     "...no, I'd like to take it with us," Kureha murmurs, a touch embarrassed. 

:'''{{#var:66|Tadase Hotori (66)}} has posed:'''     Tadase knows that feeling creeping up the back of his neck, and so does Kiseki - the little king having stopped dancing as the lethargy overtakes the crowd. "Here too, huh." Tadase says, with all of the enthusiasm for the upcoming fight as most people muster for a pop quiz. "Man, and I was having fun." Kiseki whines.     "Yeah, I could tell. Well, sooner we get it taken care of the sooner we can go back to it." Tadase offers. His small charge is affected heavily by the drain, and Tadase scoops her up. A small crown appears on his head - he's not worried about the mundanes or anyone else figuring out who he is as Kiseki makes the whole secret identity schtick impossible anyways - and makes a couple far-too-big-to-be-normal jumps over the crowd to rest the young Student Council member in a corner away from the stage. He'd feel terrible if anything happened to her.     "Anything you can see, Kiseki?" Tadase asks as a golden scepter -pops- into existence in his hand. The tiny, fairy-like version of him floats up. "Just evil spaghetti cables, mostly..." he whines. Tadase mostly gets ready to react to things. He figures in this giant room of idol listeners within the vicinity of Radiant Heart, there's bound to be one or more magical girls - and he's always found his role lies more in support. What's he gonna do, bash electrical cables with the scepter?     I mean, probably at some point, he reasons to himself. 

:'''{{#var:41|Rashmi Terios (41)}} has posed:''' Lights! Music! Glowsticks! Random jumping! ...Cloud of darkness? Writhing ivy-cables?? Dark Energy draining? Some of these things are not like the others... With a sigh, Rashmi starts to weave her way toward the merch stalls, hand coming up to clutch the starburst charm around her neck. << Well let's hope it's not just me here, >> she thinks to her Device. Slipping behind the booth, she wrinkles her nose at the port-a-potty right in front of her, but there's no better place to make her change. "Nicomachea, Set Up!"     << *BONG!* >> << COMMAND INPUT AWAIT >> One flash of golden, geometric light later, and Rashmi activates the second of her standard loadout.     << *BONG!* >> << FLIER FIN >> Thus it is that Rashmi, in her techno-magical Barrier Jacket, flies above the crowd with dragonfly-shaped wings of golden light at her ankles keeping her aloft. "Okay, Nico... Let's see what's happening and who's here." 

:'''{{#var:157|Greta Legend (157)}} has posed:''' As the show was just starting to get good when Greta's device chimes into her head, <*ksh*Dark Energy signature detected, Little Red. Suggest preparing for combat.*ksh*> Greta grits her teeth before muttering, "Where... Trying to spot them..." She scans about, before spotting the vines and cables, "There..." She pulls her brooch up, "Let's go, Dreiseelen." <*ksh*You bet! Let's GO Little Red!*ksh*> *TRANSFORM*Greta Legend takes to the air and she growls, "None of that!" Twirling her device now in axe form. --------- Meanwhile, a figure appears quietly just by Hematite, "Quite the view, if you ask me..." An older man, in black and purple, red eyes, white hair, pale with a five o'clock shadow, as it watchs the draining begin. His eyes allows himself a smirk before turning his attention to the crowd. This was Master Grimm. Hematite might have heard the name somewhere at Obsidian, a relatively recent import from Europe. "Is that your work down there? It seems rather... Indiscriminate." He then spies the spark-skirts rising. "Ah, right on cue..." https://i.imgur.com/d9vbp7V.png 

:'''{{#var:38|Mamoru Chiba (38)}} has posed:''' "--yooooo," Hematite says, eyes widening as someone beats him to the energy drain thing. It's honestly a bit of a relief. He sits forward to watch, starting to frown, then stands up and finishes his hot dog. He sends another couple of texts, then starts looking for who ''is'' handling the electric spaghetti monster.     Hematite TXT: besides i didnt pay for tickets. but ill bring you a hot dog     Hematite TXT: oh man someone else is energy draining the crowd and it looks like there's gonna be approximately a jillion magical girls in the audience. which, idol show. not surprised tbh AND THEN he almost falls off the tall thing he's suddenly got company on-- which wouldn't be awful; he can fly-- and he turns around to glare at the guy. "Of course it's not my work. This is my tall thing, get your own." 

:'''{{#var:157|Greta Legend (157)}} has posed:''' Master Grim allows himself a chuckle, "Fair enough, I'll give you a modicum of space." Before floating himself in the air beside Hematite. "That said, someone is definitely overplaying their hand..." He pauses, before turning and giving Hematite a quick, ostentatious bow, "How rude of me, Master Grimm, at your service." 

:'''{{#var:55|Coco (55)}} has posed:''' The song was great, in fact Coco had started humming it herself in her mind while she keeps cheering along with everyone. Until the number of people that she sings along to is steadily diminishing, everyone looking more and more tired as the second pass. This is affecting even Makuga, the idol's movements looking less and less energetic, and the people that are still active enough are a bit unsettled by this. 'Of course, they would attack a place with such a congregation of people", she thinks, losing no time in transforming. "Yellow Pearl Voice!" she declares, the pearl in her shell locket responding to her will and starting to shine with a yellow light. A keidoscope of colours covers Coco's clothes as those change into her yellow gloves and boots with flowy extensions, as well as a yellow blouse with a yellow skirt, while her pearl expands into her trusty E-Pitch microphone, its blue shape settling comfily into her hand, the jewel nestled safely in the head's center. She jumps onto the stage, putting her arms around Makuga just as she is about to collapse, helping her sit down instead of hitting her head. Looking at the audience (those still awake, anyway), she starts saying "Hello, everyone! I am Yellow Pearl Voice, and I am Makura Finn's substitute singer for this half of the concert! I hope you enjoy my performance, the splendor of the seven seas. Legend of Mermaid: Pichi Pichi Voice, Live Start!" The melody of the oceans reaches every part of the audience, narrating about the nostalgic song of a faraway world, and a promise to always be connected as long as the paradise of the seven seas is remembered, the fantasy of a night where stars like pearls release a wondrous light and give everyone a shining future. The magical melody starts filling people again with the vitality they lost and corroding the dark energy of the permeating the area, the threat unwelcome under the banner of the kind mother's wishes. 

:'''{{#var:112|Miya Sakamoto (112)}} has posed:''' "I come from the Kingdom of Building," Enji begins to reply Miya, "and your destiny is to become a magical girl, to fight against neglect, degeneration and collapse, and uphold the very concept of Structural Integrity!" "A... magical... girl?" Magical girls aren't real! They exist only in comics and cartoons! But then again, so do tiny adorable talking mascots. And Miya is talking with a tiny adorable talking mascot. Which means... "Is it because I am secretly a princess?", Miya perks up. She yanks up the manga from earlier, jabbing at the cover. "Like Princess Pirurin? She lives in a beautiful castle and-" "No," Enji cuts short with something between a groan and a sigh. He pinches the bridge of his nose, and continues, "I'll keep it simple. The very Fabric of Reality is getting borked. Badly. The very concept of Structural Integrity is being eroded by nefarious forces, and we need someone to counter the damage and keep the whole shebang going." He then mumbles, mostly to himself, "Let me see, it should be in here...", as he turns and rummages into his tiny toolbox. Miya's jaw slackens. With disbelief, she raises her manga to be level with her face, and turns to look at the glossy sheet from which Princess Pirurin, clad in ermine-rimmed regalia, smiles at the reader with giant, glittering eyes. "You mean... I'm not some secret royalty from Elsewhere destined to rule with elegance, grace, and wisdom? I'm more like..." She turns to face Enji again, "...some sort of... supernatural maintenance contractor who has to head into the dark, smelly basement of Existence to unclog the drain pipes when the magical toilets are backing up?" "Essentially," replies Enji, his back still turned as he keeps rummaging. Miya stares, a long stare that seems to last forever, in stunned silence. "...Awesome!", she exclaims, not even trying to contain her excitement anymore. "This is SO MUCH BETTER than having to deal with politics! Goodbye, mundane life of unplugging cables from emergency generators! Magical life, here I come! What is my first assignment?" "You have to unplug a cable from an emergency generator." Miya furrows her brow. "Wait, what?" 

:'''{{#var:112|Miya Sakamoto (112)}} has posed:''' If the dictionary had a definition of 'turning the tide of the battle', there would be a picture of Coco. Her providential intervention caused the audience to explode in a cheer! Two idols at the price of one! And Coco's amazing perofmance! Energy is returned pretty quickly to people, with the flow of Dark Energy interrupted, the cables wither and slide down the support beams. Honestly, everyone looking at it, from whatever height, from whatever angle, will notice that this is probably one of the crummiest monsters magical people had to deal with. Except it isn't. There is a sudden spike in energy. With a nightmarish spasm, a jerking motion, the cable rise to form some sort of giant monster, lopsided, asymmetric, messy, with lights for eyes, not even at the same height. Not even at the same size. Not even both on the same side of the face. It roars, like a gigantic wax gorilla that has spent too much time under the tanning lamp, metaphorically (not literally) beating its chest, ready to attack the audience. The crowd is uncertain how to feel at this point (except, well, excited at having Coco on stage! Dang she's good!). They don't realize they're threatened. They still seem to treat it as a special effect. Although, they are not certain. In doubt, they bop at the bangers Coco is churning out. 

:'''{{#var:38|Mamoru Chiba (38)}} has posed:''' "Grimm-san," says Hematite, metaphorical feathers still ruffled and arms crossed, but at least he has space now, so they're not AS ruffled. "I'm Hematite, General of the Dark Kingdom. I was here for the show," he admits, only half-lying, "but this show is better." And then Yellow Pearl Voice jumps on stage just as Hematite's turning back around, keeping Grimm in his peripheral vision but frowning at the stage. It doesn't hurt like it did before. He watches, eyes narrowing, and then looks over at more lights of magical girls and boys starting to come into view, and then he ''grins''. "And it's just gonna keep getting better!" 

:'''{{#var:30|Kureha Senkenzan (30)}} has posed:'''     Rashmi has taken to the sky, Coco has taken to the stage, and other magical girls are mustering as well. Emi is one of those who thinks it's just the show, pausing with a look of pleased surprise. "My lady, this is actually quite a show! Are you certain you don't want to-" "I'm certain. We are leaving," Kureha insists, scowling faintly. She starts to lightly shove at her attendant, and the two sidle their way along the seats to get out into the aisle. She does, briefly, glance upward again at the airborne Rashmi; if anything, from up there, the redhead would probably be able to spot the two of them easier.     The thought of being seen leaving nags at the back of Kureha's mind. But it's fine. The other girls all have this. It'll be fine. 

:'''{{#var:66|Tadase Hotori (66)}} has posed:''' Tadase folds his arms and - well, Kiseki's singing and bopping and idol-dancing again. "Looks like we may not even need to get involved. When the problem is at a concert it's hard to argue the idol magical girl isn't the right choice." he muses. Greta is also moving up, so he might not be entirely necessary here. Especially if the youma is as weak as it seems to be.     Of course that thought comes off like more of a kick-yourself-later curse. Since there's a surge of energy and it turns a lot larger and more threatening. Tadase takes another one of those absolutely-not-normal jumps and lands between the big monster and the audience - who he figures need protecting more than the magical girls, from personal experience - and points the scepter at the youma.     "I don't know who... okay, what, you are, but you can stop trying to ruin everyone's fun now." he says.     Kiseki floats up a little later, having been somewhat lost in the music when Tadase took his initial leap. 

:'''{{#var:41|Rashmi Terios (41)}} has posed:''' As more magical signatures flare into view, Rashmi has Nicomachea tag each of them in turn, smiling as the number keeps going up. Once all the henshins are finished -- absent Kureha, because oni-chan hasn't revealed herself yet, nor Miya for the same reason -- Rashmi grins. "Okay, I think we can work with this. Nicomacha, dial us all in please?"     << *BONG!* >> << TELEPATHY >> << Hi! >> says a friendly voice in the back of the head of each of her allies. << Looks like it's going to get a bit crazy, just think in words and treat this like a conference call. >> Then the energy spikes, and the stage wiring explodes into a scribbly-looking electrical monster. << ...Oh boy. Yeah this is going to be *wild.* Call out if you need help, okay? >>     << *BONG!* >> << SOLAR BARRET >> And thus begins the harassment portion of today's battle, with a trio of balls of golden light coalescing, then darting downward to impact on what can be impacted. Not *hard* hits, but what connects will be felt. And as Rashmi loops around to cast her eyes over the crowd, she spots Kureha at its edge. Her face softens, but, she doesn't make any move to call Kureha out. It's her choice, and that choice must be supported. 

:'''{{#var:157|Greta Legend (157)}} has posed:''' Greta blinks a little as the cables just drop and deflate, and opens her mouth slowly, then closing, before finally saying, "That felt way too easy." And then the monstrous cable monster forms with that massive spike of energy, causing Greta to grit her teeth, "Okay, THAT'S annoying~!" She proceeds to ignite the axe-blades of her device into larger blades, and proceeds to rush in, eyes for where she suspects the cables might be connected from. "Time to unplug this!" Axe swings for a connected cable, and starting to cut at them. -- Meanwhile, Master Grimm is just hrmming, "They do seem to be quite enthusiastic... Anyone to keep an eye on---" His commentary derailed upon seeing the young axe weilding girl in the red mask and cloak. "Ah, I see... The Red Riding Hood is here..." 

:'''{{#var:55|Coco (55)}} has posed:''' The light of the Live Stage certainly looks like a special effect as the mermaid princess sings and dances for the audience, their cheers motivating her to put even more effort into it. She rejoices internally when she notices everyone is recovering far better than she expected. 'We can still go through the day with minimal issues!', she thinks. And of course, that's when the monster decides to reveal itself. The metaphorical gorilla starts boasting about, but the audience is only mildly scared, many thinking it's just some effects. Maybe they can protect both Makuga's dreams and the audience at the same time? She isn't alone, many other mahous are here. She smiles harder and to keep up the pretenses of special effects, she makes the Live Stage hover higher up, the sphere of white light supporting her in the air as she dances and sings. 

:'''{{#var:112|Miya Sakamoto (112)}} has posed:''' The monstrosity looms gigantic behind the stage, which looks like a mere puppet theater in comparison; instead of pulling strings, however it turns towards Terios. Assuming, that is, that the side of the head with the largest eye-lamp is the front. Otherwise it's looking at Tadase sideways. Like a chicken? That might or might not explain the slight tilt of its head. Or perhaps it's mere curiosity. Then, unannounced, it grabs at a (luckily unmanned) van full of equipment, and HURLS it across the field. That is when the spheres of Rashmi impact against the monster, sending it one, two, three step back, just where Greta flies in to slash what probably count as its foot ligaments. The monster's leg gives, the figure cants... ...and falls sideways; luckily, being still -behind and to the side- of the stage, he does not actually squish anyone; but seismographs are definitely bound to register some concerning diagrams. But the audience, unable to register the danger, fortified by the protection of Coco's song, simply keep enjoying the concert, taking the quake as an excuse to do The Wave. They won't remember the ground shaking, just the most awesome Wave of their life. It felt like -flying-. No, even better -- like the thrill, the exhilaration of when you are standing in the sea, weightless, then the waves arrive and lift you up... 

:'''{{#var:112|Miya Sakamoto (112)}} has posed:''' ...and then, the monster does it AGAIN. There is that spike, that spasm, and the monster is on its feet again. By all means, it should have been beaten, but it's not. The cut ligaments? The cables just messily re-tangle in a different way. And it starts stomping around the stage, towards the crowd... 

:'''{{#var:38|Mamoru Chiba (38)}} has posed:''' "Well if you're going to be a downer, seriously, bug off," Hematite tells Grimm crossly. He turns his attention the rest of the way back to the fight and makes a face at the monster. "It has absolutely no class. I honestly hope they take it down because what an eyesore." Perhaps totally unexpectedly, he tears off a glove and sticks two fingers in his mouth, then whistles REALLY LOUD and waves a glowstick in the air. "GET IT! YOU GOT THIS, GIRLS AND BOYS!" Boys? Well, boy, at least. "MAKE SURE YOU DON'T GET ELECTROCUTED!" The extremely handsome villain's eyes widen ''again''. "BOOK GIRL LOOK OUT!" 

:'''{{#var:112|Miya Sakamoto (112)}} has posed:''' "What do you mean with 'unplug a cable from an emergency gener-" Enji shoves something almost in Miya's face. "There is no time to explain! Take this!" Miya looks down, cross-eyed, at what the talking beaver is extending to her. It has the appearance of one of those wrenches with a screw that can be turned to set its width, but this one is curiously ornate, and made of a material that is somewhere between metal and crystal. Also, despite obviously able to twist nuts or pipes, its top part manages to look human-sized and heart-shaped. How did it fit into that tiny toolbox? "...An adjustable wrench?", Miya asks, puzzled. "Also called a 'shifting spanner'", adds Enji, with a suspiciously knowing smirk. "What am I supposed to do with it?" Enji leans over, and almost whispers, "Search your heart. You know the answer already." There is silence. Miya reaches for the wrench. Her hand lingers, then closes around the handle with the confidence of someone who's held such an item a million times before. Enji does not oppose any resistance; he just uncurls his tiny paws, and lets go. She holds the tool with both her hands, close to her chest, uncertain. She casts an inquisitive glance at Enji; he's standing there, arms crossed, head canted slightly, eyes closed under thick eyebrows. He gives a nod of approval. So encouraged, Miya's expression turns to one of determination: with a swift motion, she raises the item above her head, removes Enji's hard hat, clonks him on the noggin, and puts the hat back. "This is for smacking me on the head, earlier!" 

:'''{{#var:112|Miya Sakamoto (112)}} has posed:''' "THAT IS NOT WHAT YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO DO, YOU HALF-WIT!", Enji spittle-screams to a now cowering Miya, as he rubs his head and shakes his tiny fist. "DO THE -OTHER- THING!" "What other-" Miya doesn't get to finish the sentence. Her eyes, once squinting at Enji's outburst, pop open in realization. Somehow, she -does- know. The she tightens her hands around the wrench. It lights up, and her hair flutters, as if ruffled by the wind. 

:'''{{#var:157|Greta Legend (157)}} has posed:''' Grimm just shakes his head, "It's just the one girl, young man, she's been a minor frustration in my work... Well, let's see how even she holds up." He does not, in fact, Bugger off at Hematite's request, choosing instead to remain floating, and silent for now. ---- Meanwhile, Greta is swerving around the monster, rising up higher and aiming for a part that won't end up landing on the innocent bystanders, all while dodging the van in flight, "BUGGER!" She then hears the whistle, somehow, from her position, and glances over in the direction of the supporters on high in darkness, and she blinks, "Who the bloody hell are---" This is in mid-swing, during which her axe blade hits something very Electrocuty, and sends a MASSIVE jolt into her, before sending her crashing down to the stage beside Coco. "OW...." ---- Grimm then chuckles, "Alright, that was funny." 

:'''{{#var:30|Kureha Senkenzan (30)}} has posed:'''     One person in the crowd is not enthralled by the song. Not oblivious to the small earthquake created by the cable monster. Not fooled by the Veil in the least.     Not at ''all'' unaware of the flying van.     "-ah, Emi. Can you pick up another concession box before we go? The takoyaki this time." The woman blinks, but then nods. "Are you coming with-" "No, I'll wait here. But hurry up. I don't want to be here."     The woman is confused, but goes walking off per the request. Which is good, because there's only seconds for her to react.     A brief plume fire erupts from the crowd, and a horned girl clad in kimono vaults up into the air, intercepting the hurtling vehicle. "HNGK-!" It's the heaviest weight she's ever dealt with. Just catching it is an effort, and on top of that, she's got to land. Thankfully, there's nobody inside, so the landing can be a little rough. The fiery magical oni hits the dirt geta-first, kicking up a furrow in the earth as she bleeds off the weight of the projectle. "Ghhh...!"     But finally, it stops. She wobbles a little, finding a balance. And then she starts to spin.     One, two, building momentum - until she suddenly hurls the van with inhuman strength, straight back up into the air, on an arc towards the monster that chucked it to begin with. 

:'''{{#var:66|Tadase Hotori (66)}} has posed:''' Tadase is also, similarly, launched up into the air since he's between the monster and the crowd. But he doesn't find it quite so wave-fun as they do. After the second one, he decides he's going to have to take matters into his own hands. He was expecting to block attacks coming, you know, above ground, and these are not. Barrier was not going to work for them. And somebody might get hurt soon.     Looks like his earlier thought was prophetic. He grips his scepter tightly, hunkers down for just a moment - at which point the monster throws a TRUCK into the crowd. Exactly the sort of thing he was trying to be ready to stop, and now he's not there to intercede. Thankfully, someone else is there - he watches as the van is sent back to the Returns Desk.     While he's glad the crowd is safe, he's frustrated at himself, at the monster, at not just being able to have a concert... so he tenses, and then LEAPS through the air, swinging his scepter with both hands like the impromptu baseball bat it is, aiming to clobber the absolute heck out of the monster's face... or side of the head, he's not really sure which. It's not intentional that the magical boy and his scepter both trail sparkles through the air as they move - they just do that when his emotions are running so high. 

:'''{{#var:55|Coco (55)}} has posed:''' Coco is still pushing the effects of her song on, her music and dance assisting with any sensation of tiredness the mahous and the audience may feel, due to moving around so much, to power use or to the power of the monster in the case of the audience. When everyone gets cheered on by Hematite, Coco shoots him a smile and waves at him, recognising Sailor Moon's soon-to-be-boyfriend. When Greta comes flying towards her, Coco interrupts her song routine, managing to catch the other magical girl in her arms without getting pushed off her own Stage. She lowers her to the 'ground' of the Live Stage with a smile before going back to sing, glad that Onihime has taken care of the car and that Greta is fine. 

:'''{{#var:41|Rashmi Terios (41)}} has posed:''' "WAUGH!" Whether Rashmi heard Hematite's warning or just saw *an entire vehicle flying her way* is something that can be determined *when there is not a vehicle flying her way.* Darting above the van's trajectory, she can see only one way to stop it from potentially hurting a *lot of people,* but it's a thing she's never practiced on so heavy a weight befo-- oh! Someone new to add to the net. << Thank you, Kureha-chan, you're literally a lifesaver! >> says Rashmi's voice in the back of the smol strong's head -- and only hers, for security -- as she turns back to the monster. *That* cannot be allowed to advance any further either, and happily the same spell works for both problems.     << *BONG!* >> << RING BIND >> As a band of golden light coalesces into being and contracts around the cable-monster, it attempts to lock the creature in place. Sufficient strength will be enough to break the bind, but even if it fails... perhaps it'll halt its forward progress long enough to keep the monster off-balance. 

:'''{{#var:112|Miya Sakamoto (112)}} has posed:''' The monster turns. It looks over its shoulder, with both lopsided eyes. One could almost see the two black bars appearing at the top and bottom of the screen and the kinetic lines in the background. With a speed it has no right to have, it swing its hand in a slap, and deflects the van off into the distance. Luckily, this time it's flying much faster, farther. It will be sent off into the deserted area which is mostly trees, past the grassy grounds. The trees are off-limits, they're a fenced-off area, and the particular direction the van has gone flying off has no tents or other structure that might indicate the presence of staff -- and any sensible person would quickly calculate that it is highly unlikely that there is any staff in transit right at this point. Once again, possibly to Tadase's surprise, the monster is some sort of rubbery thing that is pretty easy to push back with a few sparkly hits; mostly, it discharges arcs of electricity where hit, but whether or not it damages Tadase is someting uncertain (especially depending on whether his scepter is insulated or not...) Rashmi's bind is what finally seems to contain the monster. It struggles, it pulls, moving its shoulders (they... are its shoulders, right?) up and down, not having much luck, until... ...it opens its mouth as if to roar, but no roar comes out. Instad, it's the crackle of electricity, flaring from where Tadase was hitting it. Another spasm, another jolt of energy, and it breaks free of the ring. It raises its fists, the way one would expect before beating its own chest, but in an uncharacteristically efficient move, it does not waste time showing dominance, but plunges one balled hand down at the -stage-! It seems to be really angered at this new singer that keeps stealing its lunch when it's about to bite into it. Quick, someone save Coco and Greta! That is, unless they save themselves. 

:'''{{#var:112|Miya Sakamoto (112)}} has posed:''' The astute reader will know what happens at this point: transformation sequence! To accomodate both those who want to enjoy the lavish budget that was splurged into the higher-framerate textual description, and those who want to cut to the chase, we provide a path to speedreading! From now on, those in a hurry can focus on the summary in parentheses, and skim the rest, until the last parenthesized sentence, then proceed as normal. The ones who are in for the Sakuga can read it all. Enjoy! --- "Hardworkin' Pretty Cure! Clock In!" A cheerful, compelling march underlines the close-up of Miya's heart-shaped spanner head, with its crystal/metal appearance, on a monochrome backdrop of sparkling light orange, where the forms of nuts and bolts can be discerned floating around if one is the kind of person who stares at the background to see what shapes during a henshin sequence. (Close-up of henshin device, check. Music track, check. Colorful background with motif, check.) As the camera zooms out, one can see that instead of clothes, Miya is enveloped by a sheath of sheer light; she spins in place, with fluid movements, as if she had launched into an interpretive dance which mixes ballet, cartwheels, and slipping on a banana peel. The point of view now circling Miya, one can see the luminous sheath pop into outfit elements one by one; around her hands and forearm, high-visibility orange gloves with two reflective white bands around them, the ends at the elbow flaring out; as the point of view swerves dramatically, either implying we're now looking at Miya's feet while upside down, or that Miya herself has gotten rotated for our viewing benefit, her legs are covered by equally orange boots, with reflective white bands; ribbons decorate the top one, just before the boots flare as well. A frilly dress, you guessed it, in high-visibility orange with trimmings in reflective white, flashes into existence, (Weird camerawork, check. Clothes appearing while character floats around, check.) The camera keeps spinning, and zooms in on the wide white belt; with a flash, a box-shaped satchel/pouch matching the belt in color is brought into existence, its clasp a heart-shaped... well, your average magical girl would have a gem here, but this one looks an awful lot like an orange retroreflector. It might actually be one. The last flash of light is reserved for the brooch just below her neck, that keeps a large reflective white bow in place. Yes, it is heart shaped, like much of her newly acquired accessories like earrings, belt hoop, et cetera. And yes, all the supposed gems look suspiciously like retroreflectors. (Pouch, check. Accessories aplenty, check.) The last thing that happens is that Miya's hair, suddenly enveloped by the light, reshapes itself and explodes into a salmon-colored mass, with a pair of massive drills which reach all the way to her legs. (Outrageous Hair, Check.) The transformation complete, Miya finally lands, one heel clacking after the other, and poses. "The care within a house, the warmth within a home! Cure Spanner!" "Cool, confident pose..." Enji's pencil ticks off the last item on his clipboard list. "...Aaaaand check." He grins wide. "First field deployment, a resounding success!" 

:'''{{#var:38|Mamoru Chiba (38)}} has posed:''' "I ''really'' don't want your company," Hematite says, his back starting to get up; the guy is way too distracting. His phone buzzes again as there's someone-- oh, 'little red riding hood'-- getting a jolt, and he winces and then glares at Grimm before taking his phone out and looking at the screen. Then he starts texting again because while Grimm might be an unwelcome distraction, Usagi is a welcome one.     Usagi TXT: dont worry about it     Usagi TXT: have fun and enjoy the extra show     Hematite TXT: theres also a complete asshole next to me on my tall thing     Hematite TXT: hes old and hes like 'mm-HMM the little red riding hood'     Usagi TXT: push him off     Usagi TXT: wait sorry this isn't a video game don't do that     Hematite TXT: hes floating anyway :( at least hes not breathing down my neck     Usagi TXT: at least I didn't encourage you to do too much evil     Usagi TXT: ...throw a rose at him if he doesn't pipe down     Hematite TXT: good call!! ty ty There's no particular reason to rose Grimm yet, but there probably will be. In the meantime, he keeps looking back up from his phone at the fight. "GOOD CATCH!" he yells, and who the heck knows which of the truck-catchers it is he's calling out to-- probably both, honestly. Oh, and the girl who got electrified got caught by Yellow Pearl Voice, who he was rude to yesterday and who's waving at him?? He waves uncertainly back-- and then there's another bright henshin, and Hematite literally applauds. 

:'''{{#var:30|Kureha Senkenzan (30)}} has posed:'''     Almost as soon as she's hurled the van, Kureha lets the transformation drop, flickering flames dancing away on the air into nothingness. The message from Rashmi draws a brief, irritated frown, and the response is brief, curt. << Including my own. I didn't come here to fight a monster. I'm leaving. >>     She's quick to jog her way back to her initial launch point, where... okay so the grass is a little scorched there. That's going to take some explaini- "Lady Kureha?!" Crap.     The attendant returns with her box of food, and Kureha immediately traces Emi's gaze straight towards the slightly singed ground. "One of their fireworks," is the hasty explanation the tiny girl in the kimono comes up with. "W-well. We're ''definitely'' leaving in that case, and your father shall want to complain to management, I guarantee you." The two of them turn to go... although Kureha stops briefly, to glance back over her shoulder at the crowd. 

:'''{{#var:157|Greta Legend (157)}} has posed:''' Greta picks herself back up off of the platform, shaking off the joltage for a moment, before raising her device once more, "Alright, let me at---" Her eyes go up to see the big monster, and goes wide when she sees the massive Fist coming down at the platform that she and Coco are standing on, and rather than waiting for Coco to maneuver the platform and instead grabs Coco to reposition the girl behind her, and swings her axe up, "Große Klingen!!" <*ksh*Große Klingen*ksh*> The blades of the axe triples length, and she aims to upswing the axe right into the center of the fist coming down, to try to split it down the middle, and the send the two halves around her, with a battle cry. "HAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!" 

:'''{{#var:66|Tadase Hotori (66)}} has posed:''' Tadase is slightly electrocuted - his scepter isn't the best conductor. He's also not the most calm right now. He wants to do more. More than anything, he wants to be more helpful. He knows he's the least magically powered person here. And he's got a lot of experience, but this is no x-egg. It's not even a normal youma. They'd actually given it a good amount of beatings.     And Tadase didn't exactly get the same kind of physical henshin ability that his not-peers did - he's already tired. "Should we do it again?" he asks Kiseki. "You think it'll matter?" The equally frustrated chara asks. "Let's just... go back to watching for attacks to intercept. I think physical force isn't gonna pull it off here. If it was, the axe-girl would have more success." 

:'''{{#var:157|Greta Legend (157)}} has posed:''' For his part, Master Grimm lets Hematite be. He is more concerned with the goings on down below than the moody crankiness of a teenager. He really hopes that his daughter never runs into him. Probably a bad influence. 

:'''{{#var:112|Miya Sakamoto (112)}} has posed:''' "THIS OUTFIT IS A MASSIVE SAFETY HAZARD!", screams... well, 'Cure Spanner', apparently. "Bows? Earrings?! They're going to get caught in things! And heels?!" She lifts one foot to make her point. "It's suicide on stilts! I'll be losing balan-" She interrupts her attempt to prove her point by sliding her soles and cause the heels to lose traction. "...the heck?!" She repeats her attempt, but the soles don't seem to budge. "These things have a better hold on the ground than my work boots! And the gloves!" She clutches the spanner, and swings it around in a complex flourish. "They have no right to have this firm a grip!" Baffled, she turns to a smug-looking Enji, and stammers, "H-How is this possible?!" "MAGIC IS BULL-", begins Enji, before ducks to avoid the flying van, that lands not far away in this off-limits staff only area with trees where, logically, there should be nobody. "Sorry, I was saying, Magic is bully like that! I assure you, that outfit offers more protection than any non-magical gear you've ever worn or will ever wear in your life." 

:'''{{#var:112|Miya Sakamoto (112)}} has posed:''' "And what happened to- DRILL HAIR! I'VE GOT DRILL HAIR! I'VE ALWAYS WANTED DRILL HAIR! OH MY GOODN-" Cure Spanner doesn't get to finishe the sentence -- a low lunge foward to avoid a flying guitar amplifier results in her hitting the ground running, both metaphorically and literally: she dashes ahead, zigzaging through the crowd, the mass of people but a blur, her legs two pistons churning hundreds of meters in a matter of seconds, her arms slender graceful weapons swinging to balance and stabilize the run, her face a wreck of terrified confusion, her expression that of someone who suddenly found herself, without explanation, at the wheel of a sports car with unresponsive brakes speeding against the incoming traffic on the highway; her mascot, holding onto her shoulder and flapping in her wake like a flag hung on the antenna of a brakeless sports car speeding the wrong way. The silhouette of the monster in the distance grows closer, at an unnerving rate, and while Cure Spanner swerves left and right, regularly ducking to dodge the trickle of massive impromptu projectiles thrown at her, she accuses, finger pointed at the monster, "How dare you ruin this peaceful get-together with chaos, mayhem, destruction of property-" Cure Spanner hurls herself sideways and downwards, just in time to dodge a massive loudspeaker which wooshes past her head and plants itself into the ground right where the crowd had just dispersed in panic, sending a quake to ripple across the area with a deafening rumble. Her movements segue smoothly from tumbling to running once more, and with an pointing her finger even harder, she resumes her speech without skipping a beat: "-and littering?! What you are perpetrating is an affront to Order, a disparagement of Human Dignity, and a blatant violation of the Building Code!", and leaps in the air with enough force to propel herself all the way to whatever best passes for the monster's face. As and pulls her arm back to deliver, if not the mother of all punches, at least a scary babysitter of a good portion thereof, she seems to notice, for the first time, all the other magical people. "H-...HI!", she blurts out, loud, to be heard by the other magical people over the sound of the concert, suddenly realizing she should be saying something, but also that her social interactions so far have not prepared her for this exact circumstances, so she follows up with an equally yelled, "Any of you have any idea of what we are doing?" 

:'''{{#var:41|Rashmi Terios (41)}} has posed:''' << Understood, be safe! >> Is all Rashmi says in reply to Kureha. Does she switch off the communications? Telepathy, sadly, does not have the *boop* that a Zuum call might, so there's no real way to know. Internally cheering as the monster gets locked down and Walloped Right Proper... then it breaks free, and starts lunging for the Live Stage. << Greta! >> she calls over her connection to the others, as her book lies open over one outstreched hand, flipping pages as a magic circle spreads out beneath her.     << *BONG!* >> << STRIKE -- BOOST UP >> Because when a Zapping Spaghetti Monster is looking to punch the girl with the axe, the best defense of a sharp offense. A wispy golden ball of light streaks down, suffusing the extended energy-based blade with a measure of her own power, because BIG SLASH is always better when it's BIG SLASH HARDER. << Understood! >> she says to Tadase, <     << *BONG!* >> << SOLAR HEAL >> The circle of warm, sunny light that spreads out underneath Tadase isn't *great* shakes, as healing magic goes, but it *is* much like a second wind. A rush of energy, the aches and pains eased, and the feeling that, yeah, Tadase can get back in this fight. About to announce her theory over the 'net, she notices a new girl on the scene, and *bong!* she's patched into the telepathic net as well. << It's probably being fed energy from somewhere! Someone go find it, we'll have to keep it from moving forward! >> 

:'''{{#var:55|Coco (55)}} has posed:''' The monster is striking back! Tough crowd, uh? Can't please them all. Coco is about to grab Greta's arm tightly, ready to repeat the trick that helped her against the assassin-maid, but Greta is faster than her, and quickly pushes the singing mermaid behind her. Coco is about to warn her that the Live Stage is really delicate, but Greta's axe takes care of that without her warning, becoming big enough to stop the fist before it reaches the sphere of white light. She notices the new magical girl right at that moment, hearing her cry of Cure Spanner and waves at her. "Hello, Cure Spanner! I am Yellow Pearl Voice! We are fighting this big monster here!" With Coco and Greta out of danger, the mermaid princess resumes dancing and singing, all the while lowering the Live Stage to the ground so Greta can hop off. 

:'''{{#var:66|Tadase Hotori (66)}} has posed:''' Tadase, of all people, raises his hand. "Stopping the monster from hurting anyone, mostly." he said. "Preferably by making it stop being a monster." he replies to Cure Spanner.     Rashmi's energy washes over him and he is able to stop panting like a dog on a summer day. "Oh that's nice." Kiseki says for him. Tadase, meanwhile, is trying to talk to the new cure. "Look into your heart, or listen to whatever magical creature came along with your powers." She has 'first time mahou' on her face.     Tadase knows a lot more about magical girls in general than he has direct personal combat effectiveness. "Also I'm pretty sure the physical stuff isn't doing much. Anybody got a big blast or something?" he calls out more generally. 

:'''{{#var:157|Greta Legend (157)}} has posed:''' Greta, for her part, catches her breath before looking at Spanner and blinking at her gimmick, "Spanner? What are you, a Pipey?" 

:'''{{#var:112|Miya Sakamoto (112)}} has posed:''' Cure Spanner might have landed one heck of a punch, were not that- Well, you see, it goes like this. Greta Legend's blades split neatly. Sure, there are a few electric arcs discharging, and they might have to deal with those, but on the plus side, they won't be lasting for long: silently opening its... uh... let's say 'mouth' in a grimace of pain, the monster yanks its hand away from the stage. "Hello, Yellow Pearl Voice!," Cure Spanner replies. "I am glad you are here to provide some guidance, because-" "FOCUS ON THE BATTLE, YOU DOLT!", yells Enji hanging for his dear life to Spanner's shoulder, but that's too late: that is when the yanked away, split hand of the monster ends up slapping right into Cure Spanner which, with a squeal, is sent flying up, up, up in the sky, disappearing with a twinkle, beaver and all. Already weakened by the split hand, Rashmi's cutting does more damage to the monster, which goes down, once again. And begins one of its spasms... 

:'''{{#var:112|Miya Sakamoto (112)}} has posed:''' *THUD* Far off in the distance, Cure Spanner lies sprawled face-down on the ground, half-submerged by the black mist that caused the monster to rise, and which is seeping all around the field from the cursed cables. "I have failed...", she twitches. "I couldn't even land one punch..." "That is because your job is not to land punches, -you dolt-!" Miya's face lifts from the ground. "It's... not?" "Well, usually yes. But not -right now-. Your job is to -unplug a cable-, remember?" Enji points at the monster. "That thing, right there. Pretty clever. It normally -absorbs- energy, and sends it to an accumulator, located Murphy-knows-where. But if it cannot for any reason? It can -draw- from the generator. Clever two-way system." Enji squints. "You have to go and sever the connection." "H-how?" "Use your pouch and your newfound knowledge." Cure Spanner looks at the white pouch dangling from her white belt. She taps the retroreflector gem and- The spanner she's holding in her other hand flashes, and is replaced with a small measuring instrument, connected with a cable to a magic-wand like probe at the opposite end. * * * "The Mahoumeter says there's a field of 50 kiloMerlin here! That's a lot of magic!", exclaims Spanner, looking down at a heart-shaped display which shows a dance of 7-segment digits (with the obligatory fractional point), while she runs through the mist and swings the wand-probe around with the other, pointing at the ground, following the path of maximum magical intensity. Turning to Enji with concern, she blurts out, "How do I even know that 50 kiloMerlins is a lot of magic? Nevermind knowing what a kiloMerlin is..." "Don't worry about that! Just-" "Here it is!, she says," pointing at the ground. "The magic field ends here!" "Perfect, cut it!", exclaims Enji. As she taps her pouch and materializes a magical gigantic pair of pliers, she winces. "I... I don't know if these pliers alone will make it..." -- And that said, she opens the tools, and SNIPS! People will notice that, at this point, the monster had a jolt. It began returning to full power, healing the wound in its hand. It looked like there was no hope for them- But then, the mist disappears, dissipates. The monster recovers, but does not reach full-force. It looks at its feet uncertain. Its recovery powers seem to be gone. This, this is obviously the time for the last blow. It will become obvious even to th etired Tadase. 

:'''{{#var:41|Rashmi Terios (41)}} has posed:''' << Awesome, thank you *so much!* >> Rashmi calls across the telepathic net to the others, when the fog fades away. << Okay, Greta! You've got everything you need to win! Faith in yourself, your friends behind you, a giant axe... >> And Rashmi's Barrets materialize again, but instead of just sending the three off, she shoots one at a time, a new Barret materializing in place of the old and allowing her to sustain low-power, but harassing fire. << ...and close air support! GET EM EVERYONE! >> 

:'''{{#var:157|Greta Legend (157)}} has posed:''' Greta watches as Spanner gets WALLOPED and sent flying into the distance, and can't help but wince, "Bloody ow." She mutters, before returning her attention baack to the monster, "Dreiseelen, let's fly!" <*ksh*Adlerflug*ksh*> She then leaps into the air to fly once more and start hacking away at the monster, in the hopes that it doesn't that it doesn't regenerate especially fast, hacking away at cable after cable, avoiding electrocution for a second time, before finally backing and gritting her teeth, "There's no end to it! It's just going back to full power!" <Little Red, sensors indicate dark energy diminishing.*ksh*> The European blinks as she sees the sees the mist dissipaating, and the monster starting to falter, a cue she grins at and gives herself some distance for, "Good! Dreiseelen! You know what to do!" <*ksh*Roger That. Disabling Limiters! You go, Little Red!*ksh*> Greta grits her teeth, and raises her device up, as it begins to shift shape and form, the emitters pointing up and firing a green beam up into the sky, a nice lightshow for the finale of the concert, and the beam takes shape as the head of a giant axe and she roars out, feeling the boosts and the support given to her by her... Friends? Allies. It's Allies. STILL, feeling it empower her strike "HIMMELSPALTN!" <*ksh*Himmelspalten*ksh*> Greta yells and brings the big blade down. "HAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!" Bringing it right down the middle to try to cleave the monster in twain from top to bottom. 

:'''{{#var:55|Coco (55)}} has posed:''' Coco emits a sigh of relief as she notices the monster has stopped regenerating. Once Greta has dropped off, she assumes an elevated position in the sky again, looking out towards the audience (if there is still any besides the mahous). "Alright everyone, we have reached the center stage of my part, please enjoy yourselves!" She waves with a wide flourish towards the audience and elevates her arm up high. The bracelet on her wrist start shining a halo of yellow light moving downwards from the mermaid princess's head: her clothes become more elaborate as it does so, gaining a flowing bow on her back and parallel frills on her blouse. "For my second and last piece: The Tale of the Seven Seas ~Pearls of Mermaid~: Pichi Pichi Voice, Live Start!" Coco sings of embracing a dream: the journey to find the story that leads all lives to paradise, a treasure that is surely shimmering beyond the seven seas. The magical song spreads its splendor with renewed intensity, bringing more vigour and energy than ever to those who lost them, repelling evil with all its might. The words of the mermaid princess call back to a lute, whose melody sthat resounded at dawn was similar to a sweet lullaby from her hometown. The enchanted melody shows everyone's hearts the peace the mermaid princesses wish to protect with their songs, a beautiful paradise when nobody has to hurt. 

:'''{{#var:38|Mamoru Chiba (38)}} has posed:''' Honestly, the reminder of the roses from Usagi makes Hematite's fingers itch to help, even a little bit, but that's absolutely in no way his job here. He doesn't even ''have'' a job here, unless it's figuring out who let that ridiculous monster loose. Well, and observing all of the attacks and their effects and who flings them and the fact that the mahous are getting a lot better at teamwork. That's technically ''actually'' his job here.     Hematite TXT: usako~     Hematite TXT: do you want a hot dog? Hematite sends off a couple more texts and then floats above the tall thing, taller than Grimm, so tall! and cups his hands around his mouth and bellows, "GET EM! I BELIEVE IN YOU!" and starts laughing. His phone buzzes once more and he takes it out, and then he laughs all over again.     Usagi TXT: HEMACHAN     Usagi TXT: yeah :hidingface.emoji: Then he blinks out of sight and walks out of the woods on the ground, as perfectly reasonable non-magical totally normal Darien Shields and flags down one of the selling-overpriced-foodstuffs vendors. He buys Usagi a hot dog with everything on it and a glowstick, glancing up and away at the 'special effects' on stage for a second and grins. Then he wanders off with his perfectly legitimately-gained goods. 

:'''{{#var:157|Greta Legend (157)}} has posed:''' Meanwhile, Master Grimm hmmms as he watches the new Mahou awaken, disable the monster, and begin the end of the creature, before sighing softly, "Well this has been a nice chat, Hematite. I'll be off then." And with that, he vanishes around when Hematite does, in a puff of magic. 

:'''{{#var:112|Miya Sakamoto (112)}} has posed:''' Nobody would believe it reasonable that a concert-sized crowd could be not only kept protected, consoled, during similar circumstances. It would be even crazier to believe they can be kept serene. and paceful. But dowright elated and energized? That's just impossible. And yet, the impossible is exactly what Coco manages to pull out. Like the old mermaids of legend, the crowd is enraptured by her song, oblivious to anything else, resonating with the song, living its the lyrics and melody. "Now. Now you may punch," Enji grins, his eyes closed, as he points at the battle with one open hand, the other behind his back. Cure Spanner, down on the grass, inhales. Coco's song reaches her as well, filling her heart with courage, determination, dreams. In one word, drive. She smiles, wide, and darts towards the gigantic creature with a rhythmic tapping of heels on grass. She stops at a short distance, and pointing again, she goes, "You have reached the limit of my load-bearing capacity! No choice but to demolish, to rebuild anew!" She lowers her head, charges, in what looks like a headbutt, but when the time of impact comes, her hair drills start spinning, and with a whirr, funcions like actual drills, slashing through part of the leg of the monster! "...wait, they do -that-?", wonders Spanner as she slows to a halt after her charge, more surprised than the quite shocked already monster. Destabilized by Spanner's attack, Rashmi comes in to tenderize the monster with a fusillade of fire. The creature opens that soundless mouth again, flailing its arms, gasping for energy that never comes, and ends up pelted, attempting to protect itself from a rain of stones. The fire does its damage, as insulation starts to give way where the projectiles impact, peeling more and more and creating more and more bolts; the smell of ionized ozone begins to fill the air, just as the gigantic lightshow and massive axe slam down to cut the monster in half. The cables, by now so soaked in Dark Energy to have lost all their physical nature, dissipate into mist, further reinforcing the impression that they were special effects all along, which provides as a nice finale for Coco's song. The crowd explodes into an applause, nay, a standing ovation, which lasts for minutes. There is chanting, and clamoring; and even if they may believe this was all a stage setup... they will remember it as -one heck- of a stage setup. And have a story to tell for quite some time. 

:'''{{#var:30|Kureha Senkenzan (30)}} has posed:'''     As the 'performance' goes into a crescendo, Kureha and Emi are just reaching the exit from the grounds. She does at least stop, briefly; about the time the crowd erupts into cacophonous applause. There is a long stare, a deep frown... and then she finally turns away again, following her attendant out with a soft mutter of, "Utter nonsense." 

:'''{{#var:157|Greta Legend (157)}} has posed:''' And with that, Greta twirls her axe-form device, which shifts its form enough to release a puff of steam left behind from the expenditure of the energy into that big attack, and she drops to the ground beside Coco and takes a breather. "Wonder if the show proper is over... Welp, that's my cue." She turns and gives a light wave to the others, and says, "I'm out." And with that, makes for off the stage, pausing for a moment to look at the crowd, and as a courtsy gives the audience a bow for the 'performance', before shuffling off somewhere to find someplace to Henshin back. 

:'''{{#var:41|Rashmi Terios (41)}} has posed:''' With the monster finally, *finally* defeated, Rashmi just... hangs in the air above the concert, soaking in all the happy feelings. It could have gone a lot, *lot* worse. Nobody got truly hurt, *none* of the civilians were even aware their dream was a nightmare, and there wasn't even any collateral damage thanks to the Ti-- wait. *Rashmi completely forgot to put up her Barrier.* ...Maybe Chrono doesn't have to know about this...? 

:'''{{#var:66|Tadase Hotori (66)}} has posed:''' Tadase doesn't really do much of a henshin-back kind of thing, since he didn't fully henshin in. But, he does have some things he needs to do. One of them is pick up the girl he moved off to the side and bring her back. Both physically and mentally, as he kneels next to the chair he put her in.     "I've never seen someone so into a concert they passed out!" he notes as she comes to. In some ways she was luckier than a lot of the other concert-goers.     As for Tadase? He's not hard for anyone to find - the student council member doesn't fully get the benefit of the henshin veil and even if he did, the small floating fairy-like king on his shoulder is kind of a dead giveaway. 

:'''{{#var:55|Coco (55)}} has posed:''' Coco smiles and descends back to the ground as the crowd cheers on. "Thank you all, I hope you enjoyed the concert Makuga put together. It has a honour for me to sing in front of you all." A little lie to bring her back in the limelight. Hopefully it sticks. With that she disappears in the distance, before returning among the crowd as Coco. Better not steal the show any longer after all. 

:'''{{#var:112|Miya Sakamoto (112)}} has posed:''' * * * The concert is long over, and it has gotten a bit late. Not so late that the rest of the workers will stop tidying up the venue, but late enough that it is getting time for younger folks like Miya to return to the academy, even accounting for her professionally-justified curfew extension. She is back to her normal self, with brown hair, a pony tail, jeans, and STAFF t-shirt. As said, she should be heading back, but first, there is one last thing to do. "There it is," says Miya, pointing at the rocket Enji came in, still planted in the ground where it crash-landed earlier. "We can take it back to my dorm and deal with it tomorrow." "There was no need to, you know... retrieve it -right now-" says Enji, sounding genuinely moved by the extra work put in by Miya. "I understand that you have your human deadlines to meet, and really, my dimensional ship is protected against unwanted detection by the Unaware. There was no risk of losing it." "Are you kidding? A miniature rocket like this is -amazing-!", exclaims Miya, as she, with a grunt of effort, manages to dislodge the vessel from the ground. "I want it hanging in my room!" 
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Miya Sakamoto

2023-09-12T10:50:36Z

UnderConstruction:

{{CharacterNew
|NameOnMUSH=Miya Sakamoto
|Char_id=112
|Img=
|FullName=Miya Sakamoto
|AKA=Cure Spanner
|Gender=Female
|Origin=Pretty Cure
|Grade=9
|Clubs=Shop Club
|Series=Hardworkin'! Pretty Cure
|Groups=Radiant Heart Academy
|Chartype=OC
|Quote="The care within a house, the warmth within a home! Cure Spanner!"
|Profile=Miya Sakamoto, recent move to Tokyo, student at Radiant Heart Acacdemy! Generally cheerful and friendly, she can come off as a little awkward at times, somewhat confused by the fancy customs of the Big City; she's nonetheless doing her best to make new friends and fit in in this new place.

She loves tinkering, so, as is typical for the girls of her age with a similar range of interests, she is often seen either in her trademark orange overall/jumpsuit combo, usually, but not necessarily, tinkering away with some project at the school shop, or transformed into the high-visibility-orange-with-reflective-white-trimmings magical girl Cure Spanner who, on behalf of the Kingdom of Building, fights the nefarious forces which threaten the very concept of Structural Stability.

Armed with courage, determination, big dreams, and an adjustable wrench, she is going to deliver percussive maintenance flavored justice to a monster near you!

And possibly fix your boiler while she's at it.
|Skills=Can We Fix It? Yes We Can!, Stop! Hammertime, Nailed It, Shop-a-Holic, As In Workshop, Pipe Wrench Fight!, We're Gonna Need Some Vinyl Glue, Knows The Drill, Might Have A Screw Loose
|Age=14
}}

Miya Sakamoto

2023-09-11T19:52:57Z

UnderConstruction: Create initial version

{{CharacterNew
|NameOnMUSH=Miya Sakamoto
|Char_id=112
|Img=
|FullName=Miya Sakamoto
|AKA=Cure Spanner
|Gender=Female
|Origin=Pretty Cure
|Grade=9
|Clubs=Shop Club
|Series=Hardworkin'! Pretty Cure
|Groups=Radiant Heart Academy
|Chartype=OC
|Quote="It is said that those who live in glass houses should not throw stones; I think they should learn that there are better building materials than window panes."
|Profile=Miya Sakamoto, recent move to Tokyo, student at Radiant Heart Acacdemy! Generally cheerful and friendly, she can come off as a little awkward at times, somewhat confused by the fancy customs of the Big City; she's nonetheless doing her best to make new friends and fit in in this new place.

When not attending classes, she's almost certainly bound to be seen in her trademark orange overall/jumpsuit combo, usually, but not necessarily, tinkering away with some project at the school shop. Her obsession with tools, construction and all things DIY is obviously not going to put her on a path to end up with some sort of transformation trinket and be thrust into the glamorous(?) life of a construction-worker-themed magical girl who fights for the triumph of Good and Order over Evil and Chaos!

...Who am I kidding. We all know that's -exactly- what is going to happen...
|Skills=Can We Fix It? Yes We Can!, Stop! Hammertime, Nailed It, Shop-a-Holic, As In Workshop, Pipe Wrench Fight!, We're Gonna Need Some Vinyl Glue, Knows The Drill, Might Have A Screw Loose
|Age=14
}}

229/Home Is Where Your Radiant Heart Is

2023-08-11T19:17:05Z

UnderConstruction: Import log from scenesys, chronologically place before "Park Penguinanigans", fix uniform colors

{{Log Header
|Date of Scene=2023/08/07
|Location=Radiant Heart Academy
|Synopsis=A new student arrives at Radiant Earth Academy. Chiyo volunteers to show her around.
|Cast of Characters=112,57
|pretty=yes
}}
{{Poses
|Poses=:'''{{#var:112|Miya Sakamoto (112)}} has posed:''' "You have reached your destination," drones the synthetic voice. A street map on a smartphone display, which at first takes up the whole field of vision, is lowered, giving way to a majestic sight: a building that looks more like a palace than the school it actually is. Radiant Heart Academy. The one and only. A girl in her early teens stands facing the front gate; of unimpressive build, she has brown hair tied in a ponytail, the regulation orange-and-blue school uniform, and a dropped jaw; she's so engrossed in the splendor of the view that she seems to have forgotten that she can actually close her mouth. She remains like that a few seconds, then remembers. She remembers that she can control her facial muscles, and that she should probably breathe. She does both, in that order: her mouth closes, her eyes focus, and she inhales, determined. Her finger taps and swipes the touchscreen, and hovers above an icon. Silence. Lips are sucked in. Solemnity is in the air. Jab. The icon, a square with a triangle on top, flashes. "Home set to current location." The girl remains immobile, like a statue. She reaches into her satchel, and pulls out an elegant envelope. She turns it in her hands, unfolds it flap, and pulls out a letter, inviting the recipient, Miya Sakamoto, to attend Radiant Earth Academy. She looks up at the school again. "A new life," she whispers, incredulous. 

:'''{{#var:57|Chiyo Sakai (57)}} has posed:''' Chiyo Sakai stands near the gate dressed in a variant of the Academy uniform as they did allow for customization--So long as it was modest and in the school colors. It was something a lot of schools were going to so that students could allow for both economic differences as well as personal style. It's still fairly modest a uniform on her though she went with slightly puffed sleeves in a 1/4th sleeve variant--All to hide the muscles she had from her job off campus. It just didn't look cute enough, she thought. And while Miya appears to be following the guide of a GPS, she's holding a clipboard with a small stack of papers listing names of new students that may show up needing a tour of the large campus. It was kind of cute watching Miya's reaction to the school, so Chiyo remains quiet a few moments more allowing her the time to just soak it all in. "Hello!" She finally speaks up in a rather quiet, timid voice. "Welcome to Radiant Heart Academy. I'm Chiyo Sakai, tenth year," she introduces with a dip of her head politely toward the younger girl. "I'm one of the current volunteers to help orient new students like yourself. Do you have any questions, or any where you'd like to visit first?" 

:'''{{#var:112|Miya Sakamoto (112)}} has posed:''' As far as uniforms go, Miya's is a pretty straightforward affair. Someone with an eye for fashion will be able to tell that it's a very affordable no-frills version, that manages to look nice even in its minimalism, in that functional way where the clothes are functional and comfortable, but do not attract particular attention to themselves. Miya snaps out of whatever mental state she was absorbed in, and turns to Chiyo, startled. "Ah! A..." Pause. "M-miya Sakamoto. I- I have received an invitation to attend... to attend the academy." "...the... academy," she says, and extends the letter and, after rummaging some more in her satchel, an ID. "I was told to be here today, at... this time." Realizing she's been prompted for questions, she asks, "...Do you have a workshop?" It's only after that that she notices the suitcase she's been lugging all the way here. "...oh, right. I'll probably need a place to leave my luggage as well. I- my- I'm supposed to be living on the premises." 

:'''{{#var:57|Chiyo Sakai (57)}} has posed:''' Chiyo Sakai hugs the clipboard to her chest with one arm so that she can reach out to accept the letter and ID. It's just given a breif look-over really, she wasn't a watch dog for the Academy. It was all correct letterhead, and the name matched one on her list. It's offered back toward Miya with a reassuring smile. "Nice to meet you, Sakamoto-chan! It looks like you're a grade below me. That's okay, though, I know several in that grade too I could introduce you to. If you want, anyway," she hastens to add before it may seem she was acting pushy. The question of a workshop has her tip her head to the side thoughtfully trying to recall if she'd seen such a thing. "I'm not sure, but it sounds like something that might be in one of the club rooms. The club building is over there," she remarks pointing to an entirely seperate building. That was unusual for most schools since usually club rooms used classrooms after they'd cleared out. It was one of Radiant Heart's shining features to have it's own, seperate building for clubs. "I'm in manga club and flower arrangement club myself. There's all sorts of athletic clubs, and even an amimal care club, too. I'd check there to see if there's a shop club," she explains. "As for the dorms, I can show you there if you want to get situated." A little pause comes as she adds, "Ah, I don't reside on campus myself, so I've only been inside a few times. But we can figure it out together!" 

:'''{{#var:112|Miya Sakamoto (112)}} has posed:''' "I-" Silence. "I'd love to." Pause. "Meet... meet other people from my class, Sakai-senpai", Miya replies, while she receives back the letter and ID, and, after careful folding and re-enveloping of the former, she places both back into her satchel. "Manga club? That sounds- that sounds interesting. Maybe- maybe I can visit at some point," Miya offers. "Do you have a library? Or do... do people bring their own and people exchange them?" She glances at the completely separate building, and her jaw drops a little once again. Separate building for clubs. This place is -swanky-. After another second or two of admiration, she returns to reality, and nods at Chiyo, vigorously. "The dorms! Yes. Good point. It's easier to walk around campus without a suitcase," she notes, before adding, "And I'm grateful for you to check if there is a shop club. She lifts the handle of the suitcase, and prepares to lug it around on wheels. "So... Sakai-senpai, which way to the dorms?" 

:'''{{#var:57|Chiyo Sakai (57)}} has posed:''' "Of course!" Chiyo agrees easily. Even if her voice is soft, she can be heard easily out here away from the general hubub. The campus hadn't quite stirred back into full activity yet as Summer vacation was just starting to wrap up. No need to try and be heard over the masses. "Would you like help with your suitcase, if you're tired?" She offers as she gestures forward down the path that would lead to the dorms. "I'm stronger than I look, really," she assures just in case she might be worried about that. If she was tired she could give Miya a break along the way. "We have a small manga library in the club room, usually donations from other members when they're done a series. Most of us just pass around what manga we get otherwise, with the newer releases. We usually just sit around reading and eating snacks, or discussing where we think the storylines are going to go." Here Chiyo smiles again as she explains, "I usually bring a bunch of snacks from my Ojiisan's shop, Nounamu Sweets. I work there with him. We're just a bit off campus so it's easy to find us. Oh, and there's Korma Chameleon for eating at. It's a fusion place but very yummy. Lots of students hang out there." 

:'''{{#var:112|Miya Sakamoto (112)}} has posed:''' The hubub doesn't seem to bother Miya. She's, once again enraptured, this time looking at the roofs. When she snaps back to reality, she tilts the suitcase, grabs firmly on the extended handle, and begins pulling in the direction Chiyo gestured towards, "It is no problem, really! I may not look the part, but I exercise a lot. This is a walk in the park by comparison to how I used to spend my days back home." "A library of old series? Snacks? This sounds fascinating. I will definitely show up at some point to check on your activities." Of course, as soon as she starts moving along the path, her nose sticks up in the air again, as her eyes wander around. "The Gothic architecture is impressive. Is this kind of stone even native to Japan? It doesn't look very volcanic from here. And even then, Japan has a notable scarcity of stone for construction, this complex must have cost a -fortune- to build." Realizing she's been wandering off topic once again, she shakes her head, and resumes, "I'm sorry- we were talking about- yes, your grandfather. It must be nice to live so close to school with your family!", she offers. "I'd love to visit his shop and possibly meet him. If he's as nice as you are, he must be a great person to spend time with." 
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