Super Robot Wars Unlimited Generation @lpha

1. [After putting Casshern down, Tsukasa made a beeline for the mens room. Closing the door behind him, he exhaled and reached for his belt to power down. Just then, the shimmering sound of the Mirror World resounded and he brought up his guard only to see something. It was indistinct but it looked like a person... Tsukasa frowned.]

Shinji? Ren? ... Kanzaki?

[No answer. The shimmer happened again as the glass rippled. Cautiously he stepped forward towards the glass, as the form reached out from the other side, and carefully his fingers touched it.

Bother?]


2. [Tsukasa sat in the empty kitchen, sipping tea. He was too high strung for coffee and he was looking over his shoulder.]

I'm just being paranoid... [He grumbled to himself, moving to do the dishes when a voice in his head spoke.]

Paranoid, or needlessly reckless? You know as well as I do, Tsukasa that you're always looking for ways to get hurt...

No that's not true...

Is it? Is it really? [That nagging voice in his head made him pause a little, looking up at his reflection -- pale face from the stress or tiredness, his hair wild, almost like... devil horns.] What could be so worrisome that you want to get away from it all again?

[Tsukasa hissed as he put his things into the sink with a clink of china.]

You can't escape from it, DCD...


3. Tsukasa stood in the middle of a field.

There wasn't anything for a moment, seconds before a missile impact slammed behind him, causing him to yelp and crouch down in shock. Fumbling for his belt, he found it missing as engines roared across the battlefield. Riders on bikes, Riders on foot, explosions everywhere.

From the skies, more Riders poured from it. Castle Doran swooped around firing beams. The DenLiner zoomed around train tracks preceding it. The machines of Faiz. The Riotroopers and ZECTtroopers storming the battlefield.

Tsukasa spun around as an answering force met them in this grand battlefield, explosions throwing up opponents. Brightly clashing colors, shadowy forms, more Riders poured forth from the world around them. And from it, more colorful forms, hundred, no, two hundred, no four hundred and more! There was more chaos and explosions rocking the world around him as slowly, they began to fall one by one.

The shadowy figures whooped and hollered even as their own ranks fell. A whirlwind of color and forms followed as Tsukasa clutched his head and screamed, "MAKE IT STOP!"

A wave of energy burst free from him, and everything came to a halt as he looked up, his hands trembling. A form floated in the middle of the air, silhouetted in pink light as he saw... himself? Maybe? The belt was the same but... A symbol of eagle claws clutching a world was burned prominently in his mind.

And as the last Rider fell to the chanting masses, Tsukasa awoke screaming loud enough to be heard across the civilian rooms of the Chalice, panting as he sat up in bed.

"Decade..."

A. [Tsukasa is taking some time to himself, holding up a unfamiliar card. He's already transformed, and he holds it out before sliding it into his belt.]

KAMENRIDE: G!

[In a flash of red light, his armor changes into a very different looking Rider as he holds up a sword that is a literal corkscrew. Posing, the air ignites into an explosion in the shape of a stylized G.]

Not bad.

B. [Tsukasa's going through his pictures, alarmed at the amount that had turned out clear. Trees, birds, people... and he knew some of them weren't dead. Not yet anyhow. But if portents were true...]

1. [So a triumphant return to the Chalice today is heralded by a train coming out of nowhere and pulling up alongside the deck to let people off it. From there there's this frilly looking man who some recognize as Tsukasa, but his appearance is covered in falling white feathers and elegance as benefiting his presumed status. Bother the Imagin?]


2. [Tsukasa's now free of Sieg, presumably off to bother someone else as he's nursing a slight headache with asprin and a cup of coffee. He's looking over his Rider cards at the moment, and pondering on the facts of life.]

Who was that guy... [he muttered, thinking about DiEnd.]

[Waving reality and Tsukasa shows up dressed in sleeping pants and not much else.]

Well... I should have figured my first attempt would take me back here for the time being. Gotta get back to Mio though... She'll be annoyed if I'm not back by the morning.

[He's wandering the ship to see if anyone's okay. It's pretty late at night.]

[Tsukasa was making a list, tapping his chin with a pen before he jotted a few more things down. There was a list of priorities that he was making up and he was looking through it.

He was obviously preparing for something, the way he was leaving post-its everywhere for people. He was also looking for the various people as well, checking and planning.]

[Video]

Attention everyone, due to some specific circumstances, I will be going off-ship for a while with Major Mio Sakamoto. We'll be gone for however she needs to be done, although I'll try to send missives at various points in time. As such, I've left lists to specific people, as well as putting Hoshi in charge of the kitchen for the time being.

You'll be down one Rider and a Witch, but I feel like I need to accompany her on her trip.

[1] Video

Predesus can you please all report to the meeting room? I've decided now is a good time to get certain things out of the way. Interested parties can inquire on it.


[2]

[As it stood, Tsukasa had arranged the seating so that everyone was in a half circle, and he was waiting for everyone. Eri was pouting in her corner, playing with a piece of string as they waited for everyone.]

It was a frivolous waste of time. But it was something that Tsukasa felt needed to be done. And in his wisdom, built a stand and placed it in the busiest intersection of the Chalice. And plopped himself down.

( Psychiatric Help 5c )

Tsukasa didn't look it but he was weary to the bone. That whole fight took a lot out of him, and the disjointed vision at the end of it prompted him to realize they were probably in for something interesting later. The backdrop in the room looked about the same until Kaze trotted over and nudged the chain, causing the backdrop to change.

In the front there was a picture of a train with what appeared to be a band riding on top of it, but in closer inspection it was four Imagin and three Riders. How... odd. But it was definitely something to behold.

Spreading his cards out he counted. Kabuto, Faiz, Kiva, Blade, Ryuki, Double, OOO. Seven down, two to go. So why did it feel like he was missing something out of the count?

[1]

Tsukasa had been setting up targets on deck, wanting to try out a couple of the new cards he had managed to procure. Setting up the large target, he transformed and stepped back several paces before holding up the first card. Slotting it in, he closed the buckle.

[Attackride: Street Saber Strike]

Drawing the Ridebooker, he shot forward, a path of gold forming as he blazed forward on a sliding motion. One slash, two, three! And he passed by the target as it fell to pieces.

"Better get a new target..."


[2]

Okay this target should hold up. Holding up the new card from Frank, he slotted it in and it whined in activation.

[Attackride: Javelin Finish!]

Holding up his hand, a large javelin appeared in the shape of Frank's own weapon. Throwing it at the target, it pierced through as he hefted the RideBooker with the other and fired. Instead of bullets, a salvo of missiles shot out and pulverized the javelin, making it explode into shards, and tearing the target into pieces.

"Frank... thanks."


[3]

Tsukasa's taking coffee in the cafeteria right now, his feet propped up on the table as a slew of pictures of Frank were all strewn across it. Matching them were also very clear images of Ryo as well. He seemed to be thinking about the two, the memory of Frank dying a major part of his thoughts as he sipped coffee.

[1]

Decade. So you've seen what can happen without you.

[Tsukasa watched his other forms float around him as the one dressed in his normal pink armor stood there, arms folded.]

I have. Why did you let this go on?

Why do you believe you are the one? [asked the man cryptically.] You have much to learn. But you know what to do.

Yeah, I do. It was fun being a king though.

[Opening his eyes, Tsukasa slipped out of bed in his sleeping clothes as he made his way towards an open spot. Chambering his belt, he transformed to Decade as he stepped into the hangar. One Formride later, and a pile of GataKiriBa stood there. And then the hax began once more.]

Formride OOO TaToBa. Formride OOO TaJalDor. Formride OOO GataKiriBa. Formride LaToraTah. Formride Sakebi. Formride Shauta. Formride Burawakani. Formride Ryuki. Formride Blade. Formride Blade Jack. Formride W CycloneJoker. Formride CycloneTrigger. Formride CycloneMetal. Formride LunaTrigger. et all.

[Soon there was a pile of Tsukasa's standing there as he changed to Decade.]

Come.

[And the deck erupted into violence. Rider after Rider fell. Help Tsukasa? Maybe he needs it, maybe not.]


[2]

[Tsukasa's drinking coffee. He's regained his memories. He's pretty bruised up. Bother?]


(ooc: In 1, Tsukasa's fighting to regain his memories. Come help him, but lemme know first so we can establish a tag cycle.)

[1.]

Decade.

[Tsukasa's eyes opened up as he found himself standing in the waving grey space between worlds. He looked around and found that he was dressed in his armor, without his helmet.]

Decade. You're at a crossroads. [He turned and found... himself? One of the GataKiriBa that was without a helmet, walking behind him.] You're starting to learn what it means to be a Rider.

Decade. [Another voice, feminine and he whirled on the image of Mio who was dressed in TalJaDor, her long hair streaming behind herself.] You pushed yourself to the limit, and shattered your conciousness. We are now spread amongst the parts of people who you hold dear.

Shattered my Psyche? What do you mean by that?

It means that you've changed, Decade. [Said a Yoshika in LaToraTah.]

It means you have now more questions than answers still. [said a Ren in Sakebi.]

[Others surrounded him, all wearing the helmets. But not just OOO forms now, but his others; Blade, Ryuki, W.] Decade... Decade...

[Tsukasa looked down at his hands, and he clenched them.] I will not be shattered so easily.

Then what is it you seek? [Inquired his duplicate in the GataKiriBa.] You are of many faces. Not one of them is your true face.

Decade... Remember Who You Are. [And with that, they started to merge with him, forming one by one into a whole.

And with that, Tsukasa awoke, his belt softly humming and chiming Final Attackride, Final Attackride as he removed the card and shut the belt down. His TaToBa armor changed, and he was now back in his Decade armor without his helmet.

Slowly, he got up, groaning. The clones were gone, but now he had even more questions.] Who... am I?


[2]

[Tsukasa was looking around the Chalice as if for the first time. His hand reached for a camera that wasn't there as he had escaped the medical ward. And yet he was poking his head into everything, confusion written all over his face. He was still wearing his Decade armor without the helmet, and there was a puzzled expression on his face.

Those who know him, and greet him might get a very odd question: who are you?

Tsukasa Kadoya... had Amnesia. Again.]

(ooc: Tsukasa has only two memories at this point: being told he was a king by Ren, and that he is Decade. So he's strutting around wearing his armor without a helmet and acting like a confused royal who has suddenly pulled a Sleeping Beauty.)

1. [Corinth]

It wasn't so bad here in Corinth, the weather perfect and the people amicable. Tsukasa was hard at work taking pictures while at the same time holding onto a shopping bag with small miscellaneous items. The big stuff he had already put an order in with the government of this place and they'd send it over later.

For now, Tsukasa was taking pictures of the whole place, photographing everything from the sky to the people within.


2. [Corinth Again]

Grinders everywhere. So this was how life was in this city. The attacks were like clockwork. And as such, Tsukasa dodged and weaved, kicking out at a Grinder before grabbing a roll of bubblewrap and winding a couple of them up. Wish Mio had given him back his Driver. But he was still technically on sick leave.


3. [After the Grinders]

Tsukasa was back on board, looking a little worn for wear but alive. And he was dusting himself off as he decided to go look for that new Rider (provided he hadn't met him in prompt 1 or 2) and he was searching around for a place to put his new stash of coffee.

1. [Well that was fun. Tsukasa was already in and out of his check up, having been thrown around, encased in ice, arm slammed and his life force drained. He was planning on at least taking a nap after this, or maybe just go to bed early. Care to intercept him?]

2. [Locked to Ren]

[Wordlessly, Tsukasa dropped the Lab in Ren's lap. It was happy to see him. Pant pant pant.]

3. [After the impending carnage.]

[Tsukasa and the new dog were in the kitchen as he set down a bowl of water and some ground up meat and veggies. Said dog nibbled at it, lapping up the water. Care to interrupt the pair?]

There's a lot of things to do recently on board the Chalice, as Tsukasa is splitting his time with a little abuse of the Gatakiriba combo. You might find him in at least three areas at the ship at a time.

1. Gatakiriba 1 through 3 are working on learning how to do mechanics.

2. Gatakiriba 4 through 6 are watching three different Rider shows.

3. Gatakiriba 7 to 10 are cooking and cleaning.

4. Tsukasa is having coffee. How he's drinking his coffee, we'll try to figure that out.