realmofstories | third spark ✖ bad hair day

Characters: Shizuo Heiwajima [Frankenstein's Monster], anyone
Campaign: Break
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Summary: After spending all that time in the ocean, Shizuo is not having a great hair day. His hair is changing into all different kinds of colors and he is not happy.

[Should anyone be around Shizuo's house, which is located in a quieter residential district near one of the larger city parks, they will hear a very loud yell something like—]

AUUUUGGGHHHH!!!

[—followed by a sudden onslaught of an electrical lightning storm. Even those not nearby may notice a strange gathering of storm clouds somewhere in the distance, but then again it is the Index. Random things happen every day...]

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A: Journal Call out

[The writing is very stiff with some letters a little warped with deep blotches of ink at the end, as if the writer was restraining every ounce of his strength to not tear through the paper.]

Anyone ever use the hair products in this place or.......have their hair turned weird colors?

If you haven't—don't.

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B: Storming Through Town

[Well, he could stay home and hope someone is able to find something. But he's not that much of a coward and honestly he wants to find the place that sold him the hair dye he used to begin with to give them a piece of his mind. (Or make them feel like he's about to give them a piece of theirs if he's not careful—) So he will be venturing into town...only to find himself standing at where the shop used to be, a "CLOSED UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE" sign hanging off its door. It clearly looks as if it had been abandoned for quite some time.

There is a sudden SNAP as his hand reaches out to crush it in one grip, more lightning striking around him as the air becomes completely electrified.]

..............I'm gonna find that lying cheap bastard......!!!!

[If no one has run into him by now, there is a very high chance an encounter will happen as he tears through the streets searching for the shopkeeper that had sold him the hair dye he had been using since arriving into this place. And should anyone have the ~~mis~~fortune of doing so, they will notice that not only is his hair a random color, sometimes changing every other minute, but it's styled in the classic Frankenstein monster stripes.

Anyway this guy looks like he's ready to murder someone and he probably will if left unchecked. Just be careful not to get zapped—there's a very intense electrical discharge coming frmo the enraged man.]

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[Now, Dojima had been in the process of looking to sign up with local town Guards, but the sudden out cry and strikes of electricity catches his attention pretty quickly.

For the love of-- What the hell, was that Shizuo? Imagines of Kanji Tatsumi racing around after biker gangs fills his minds eye, but knowing Shizuo's strength--]

Damn it--

[Alright, sign up another day. Pulling himself up on Llamrei, Dojima gave a click of his tongue while tapping his heels against her, and the horse knew exactly what to do, quickly turning and following the running Aspect.]

[But, with all that discharge, he couldn't get too close without possibly hurting Llamrei--]

SHIZUO! SLOW DOWN...!

[Here's hoping the other man would listen to him...]

Edited 2019-10-14 06:16 (UTC)

[Nope, can't hear, TOO BUSY HITTING A DANGEROUS ENRAGED STATE TO HUNT DOWN A SCAM ARTIST.]

[Damn it, he didn't know enough about the kid to know how to stop him with words--

What was with him, getting this angry?! This was the guy they were depending on to keep Hyde in check? They'd kill one another if they really went toe to toe...!]

[He urged Llamrei on, trying to keep out of the way of the discharge flooding the street, but... At this rate, someone was really going to get hurt--]

[Pulling Excalibur from it's sheath, Dojima held the reins tightly, looking for an opening. It was likely he couldn't actually hurt the guy, but, what about tripping him...?]

Here goes nothing--

[Concentrating, he felt power begin to gather the sword's blade, turning it a glowing, brilliant white. He swiped the sword forward, causing the energy to shoot from the blade, cascading along the ground like a shock wave-- going right at Shizuo's feet!]

--That's new.

[Neat. This must be what Rokurou was talking about, them gaining new powers after they finished a story...]

[Shizuo can tear through pretty much anything, but getting hit by an energy wave at his feet? His rage actually breaks into surprise when he feels it knock into him and sends him falling forward to the ground.

But that surprise is quickly replaced by irritation as he rolls back up, looking back for the source.]

Who the hell—!?

[Someone picking a fight???]

[--Well, it seemed to trip him up enough that the electricity was no longer completely filling the street anymore. Dojima pulled on the reins, letting Llamrei slow to a trot as he got closer to the young man. Excalibur went back into his shealth, and he held his free hand up in a placating position.]

--Sorry, you didn't hear me call out to you, and you were seriously tearing up the place. I didn't know how else to stop you.

[Apologies first. Maybe he wouldn't try to punch him out at the first go if he showed some humility.]

Shizuo, what's going on?

[...And what was up with his hair?]

[Shizuo is still looking as if he would kill whoever did that, again electricity sparking around him, but he realizes it's Dojima...it clearly fades as he narrows his eyes.

And then he clicks his tongue in annoyance.]

T'ch, just trying to find a rat bastard so I can kill him.

[He said that way too honestly and easily.]

...

[Whoo boy, this kid...]

As a police detective, I really rather you didn't kill anyone.

[Seriously, please don't make his life any harder than it is...]

But, if there's someone you're chasing down who wronged you, I can at least help you look into it, if you'd like. That's sort of my job.

[He could, you know, go investigate try to figure out where the 'rat bastard' went and then arrest him...]

I'm going to go out on a limb and say it has something to do with your hair... right?

...Huh?

[Although still tense from his anger, a small part of him loosens a bit as he stares up at Dojima.]

You work for the police?

Yeah, I was a police detective back in Inaba, Japan. Been on the force a while now.

[He offered a hand to Shizuo to help him up. C'mon, get out of the dirt, kid.]

So I at least have some investigation skills. I was just planning to go see if the guards in town would want to take me on, actually. I'd be happy to help you out.

[Especially if it meant you not accidentally hurting someone...]

[Shizuo just stares at the man for a moment before taking the proffered hand and stands.]

...T'ch. Guess it's fine.

[Dojima smiled a bit, before glancing back towards where Shizuo came.]

Well, we can do two things right now. One, you could show me where this guy's shop or stall was and I can begin to look into it, or two, we can go see if Nao--Kimishima can help you out with your hair.

[Not sure if Naomi had worked on hair dye before, but, well, she was the one he trusted most in that regard.]

Your choice, either way, Shizuo.

Edited 2019-10-21 12:10 (UTC)

[This is actually a tough choice. On the one hand want to beat that dwarf into a bloody pulp. On the other, gotta fix the hair. That said he didn't even think about Naomi...

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I'll show you were he is. Then I can see Kimishima-san myself.

[He doesn't need to drag Dojima around for his own personal problem like this...]

Sounds good. Lead the way.

[Alright, he was going to need to look into who had owned the building, get some finger print powder-- ugh, did they even have that yet? Well, he'd figure out a substitute--start questioning the neighbourhood about the goings on, get a composite sketch done... Once he got into the guard he'd look into any file systems they had...

Lots to do, and despite Shizuo's obvious misery, Dojima couldn't help but admit (to himself in his head) that he'd missed this sort of work.]

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