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The Otaku Queen is here

Who: Renge and all the heroes, villains and just anyone.
Where: All over the city
When: Today and during the whole day
Style: Prose for the main part, but afterwards anything goes.
Status: Open

Renge really wasn't the normal kind of villain. No, she didn't hate people for one reason for another nor did she really do the whole life of crime thing, unless of course she wanted to film it or something, then she'd just get someone else to do it for her movie. But Renge was the type of girl who made others do her work and she'd just sit at home and do whatever she wanted; even if it meant using people by force to do the scenes she wanted from her favorite video games.

So it wasn't a surprise that today, Renge was just plain bored and the usual entertainment just wasn't cutting it. Today, she thought. Today maybe now was the time to go out and get more 'actors', puppets for whatever weird thing she wanted. Besides for some cases it wouldn't be so hard to control them. But that wasn't what she was after. Oh no, this time she wanted to go after someone who could at least put up a fight. That in her mind was more entertaining.

Walking over towards the closet, she stepped inside, her costume ready and waiting to go as she got dressed. Once her little crown was placed on her head, she made her way over to one of her many high powered motors. Now was the time to go out there and just have some fun herself without her lackeys. With the power of the motor she was raised up and up towards the city, and upon getting closer started off her unique laugh.

"Ohhohohohoho~" Who she wonders is about is anyone's guess, but never the less she was going to enjoy being in it, instead of on the outskirts.

[OOC: Please read Renge's powers permissions post here: http://ukidokiotaku.dreamwidth.org/2245.html]

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(OOC: Permission to use powers on Pascal granted; she's not particularly mentally resilient, but may misinterpret orders. If Renge can get a good read on Pascal's personality, she'll do a better job controlling her and even be able to hold onto her for a scheme or two.)

"Quite the laugh, there," said a girl one lane over on the highway Renge happened to be driving down.

The girl's motorcycle was clearly customized, and probably laden with equipment - many superheroes did that - but she had no mask or helm to indicate any super-related nature - though her hair's split tone certainly wasn't usual. Her gaze, while casual, was clearly watching this girl who had just laughed so openly.

More obvious on a second glass was that it was actually a large motorscooter - more stable and more controlled.

"You're new to this place, I presume?"

Edited (Added a couple details.) 2013-07-16 20:19 (UTC)

Renge, sitting on her throne of sorts, crossed one leg over the other. She was observing, thinking of if this person in a sense could be useful to her or not. She moved a hand, putting a finger lightly on her chin. It seems her alias of Otaku Queen was good enough for people to not notice who she was.

"You could say that." In a fact she had been here awhile, her family having arrived here some time ago for business. "But yes, my laugh is one suited for someone as important as moi."

Pascal's focus kept impassive. "Tell me, have you heard of Fodra?"

The quickest way to catch a Fodran attacker was to test their reaction to that question - a Fodran always reacted with ridiculous levels of pride towards their home dimension. Part of their nature.

If not, this girl was either a supervillainess, or some kind of crazed hobbyist. Not Pascal's issue, necessarily, but stopping her might be worthwhile anyways.

"Fodra. Sorry, can't say I have. Is it a country, or something?" She asked, not sure fully of what they were getting to with the question, but she felt like she could at least answer them, all the while just watching.

"If it's a country, maybe I should visit someday."

"I don't think you'd want to visit that world. They're kind of obsessed with destroying or 'evolving' all of humanity. And their idea of evolution is, uh, kinda creepy."

Pascal scratched her head a bit. "So, what kinda routine do you have going here? I mean, I've been kinda pulled here recently so I dunno what the local super scene is like, yanno?"

"I see. No, I guess I wouldn't want to go. Why would one want to destroy humanity?" She said sighing slightly. No, that wouldn't do, otherwise she wouldn't be able to get her video games, or watch her anime and manga, or anything like that. it would be a sad day for her.

"I'm just going out on the town, taking a look around and seeing what's here. That's all."

"Fair enough." Why did she sound so trusting?

Well, apparently Renge wasn't one of her enemies so...

"Got any cool super powers, by any chance? I've been wanting to see a few since I got here.

"Powers. You mean something that people are gifted with? If I answer that question, you too must answer the same question. Don't you think that is a fair deal?"

To her she felt like ti was fair, she was curious to know what others might have and how it might be a nuisance to her.

"Oh, that's easy! It's not like I've got a secret identity or anything. I just use high-tech gizmos to face down Fodrans."

"You aren't like all the other heroes I've heard so much about, who always hide behind a mask and say they're called something or the other." She said with a thought. It was true that heroes did that, even in video games and the like, but she never understood how people didn't realized, unless they had been idiots.

"So you have no special powers then?"

"Nope! Give me the right tools and I can fight 'em without! They don't adapt easily to anything that isn't all arcanish, so powers would just get in the way! Though flight would be pretty cool."

"So, could you deal with someone who had the power of mind reading, or mind abilities in general?" Renge asked, curious about the matter. She needed to know and she needed to know now.

Pascal thinks for a few seconds before she starts answering. If Renge reads her mind, she can tell Pascal is being totally honest.

"Well, honestly, that would depend. Are they just reading, or are they influencing? I'd they're controlling my mind, do they just turn me into a faceless minion, or do we get something more interesting for the viewers to watch? Do I act like a zombie, or some totally weird alternate personality? I mean there's a lot of factors involved. You'd need to get more specific before I could really answer."

... And she didn't even realize what she was walking into saying all that... Was she really the hope of another world?

Renge was listening in both places, mind reading and through the ears. Best to get a better idea from both the mouth and mind after all. But never the less she listened intently, she really was telling the truth.

With her hands lightly on top of one another, she was really wondering what kind of people would think that this would be considered a hero of their world. While the idea was neat and could make an interesting game, she just wondered.

"It depends on the individual, which in this case I can't really explain. Many different people would do a many different thing, wouldn't you agree?"

"Well, yeah, but some of the results are so much more boring than others. Particularly in masked-hero stuff; if you're just turning someone into a rubbersuit monster for the episode, that's honestly pretty cheesy."

"Those types of shows are a little boring. But, outside of the usual monster of the week, you can really have some marvelous villains, don't you think?"

"Well, yeah. Also depends on if you're going for funny, fanservice, both, or something different, though..."

And then Pascal blinked a few times.

"... Wait. Why am I going into this?"

She shrugged "Because it's such an interesting topic. Believe me i know what's interesting or not." With that, she smiles, nothing seemed to be bad, but this could be a little fun.

"You know, we could probably make a much better show than most people could."

"Wait. What? I dunno anything about..."

Oh, crap. Themed villain. "Oh."

She smiled as calm as anything. "It could be fun. It's not like it's that bad now is it? It's only filming."

"Y-you're not convincing me that easily! I'm not just giving in and following some evil scheme to... Whatever, damn it!"

Pascal started reaching for one of her pockets, clearly intent on finding some evil-fighting tool of some sort...

She held up her hand slightly, before moving to pick up her fan, holding it in front of her face slightly.

"Never said anything about it being evil. You just jumped to that conclusion. It's more like acting. The people are actors mostly."

"Yeah, right. That kind of gimmick isn't something heroes do, and now I gotta stop you!"

Where were those gas bombs...

"Never said I was a hero either, just a fan girl who enjoys making movies" he said closing her fan holding it up. "But as I said, it's just a movie. Nothing else."

"Somehow, I don't believe you," Pascal responded, tensing up. Well, if she didn't have the bombs, a straight fight would have to do...

She sighed, well sadly it was one of those rare times where it didn't work as well as she had hoped, but standing there still calmly as anything was something that Renge did best.

"It's such a shame. I'm sure it would have much such a wonderful movie. You could have been a star"

"You going to try overpowering me into this, or not?", Pascal responded. "Because clearly the movie trick isn't gonna work."

Finally, she started walking in.

"Overpowering, oh no. That is a little too brutish for me. That's more of a male kind of thing. No, talking and being a true lady is what I do best." She said with a most polite of smiles.

"And if that isn't enough?"

"Oh, it always works. I've yet to have someone to say no after I've done with them. Violence are for thugs, not ladies."

"So no issues with superheroes before, then? That could be disappointing."

"No issues at all. At least last I remember I had no issues. They save this place I do my own thing. it doesn't get in their way."

"And your own thing is movies, recorded off of the..."

Pascal paused, realizing she'd lost her sense of her lines. This wasn't a usual superheroic situation. She was sure this girl was a problem, but she wasn't sure what to say or do precisely.

Fodrans were so much easier to face...

"Well, movies and donjinshis of course. It's quite something to have something splendid to show to the world after all."

Of course, Renge had started to slip off into her own world a tiny bit, but never the less her mind was still as focused as anything, or trying to.

"... Something still seems wrong here," Pascal said, still seemingly unconvinced that this girl was all innocent, but not quite able to flat-out accuse her of anything...

"Whether is does or not, there is not much one can do about it till something actually happens." Renge said shrugging slightly, she knew the laws and because of her status can somewhat get around them to.

Damn it. Pascal knew she was right, but she didn't want to admit it.

"What if I told you I didn't know the laws?"

She did know that one, honestly - and back home, her Shoot First permissions were explicitly limited to Fodrans - but maybe a little pressure would get Renge to do something stupid?

Maybe.

"Doesn't one have to learn the laws before one can live here? or is this something I saw on television once." She said, unsure if that was the case or not.

"Nope! Especially since I only just showed up here."

(OOC: I prefer not to have Renge control Yukiko's mind just for her own safety. Also, let me know if you don't want her mind read or anything like it.)

Yukiko was good at blending in crowds considering how...different she was. That's why she was in Vatheon to begin with; hoping to find someone who can help her control something inside of her. But she was too lost in thought to notice Renge's vehicle coming towards her until it was too late to move. But it didn't mean she wasn't protected...by the chance that a few trash cans found themselves barreling towards the car. If the otaku would notice, she was huddled down on her knees.

[OOC: Yukiko, would you want to accidentally read an otakus mind...? probably not, but giving permission to do it because the thought amuses me too much.]

The car was suddenly stopped, causing Renge to nearly fall over and be very unladylike and that was something that in a way was nearly unforgivable. Getting out of the car, her heels clattering upon the stone floor, she made her way over in full Otaku costume.

"Hello, miss. Can you please stop huddling down for a moment so we can talk." She said all the while a fan sat in hand hands, Renge lightly hitting it against her palm.

(OOC: Yes. Yes she would.)

She looked up slightly to see someone her age staring back at her. Oh boy, this was bad.

"I...I'm sorry! I wasn't watching where I was going!"

Renge kept a firm grip of her fan, she didn't need to use it, at least not yet anyway. First it was best to be at least polite, figure out a few things and then decide what to do next.

"Things happen, I guess. But it appears that my care was damaged. May I ask how without lifting them did you manage to use trash cans to damage the car? Do you have some kind of abilities?"

She didn't want to explain about her powers to anyone; who knows what would happen! Instead Yukiko backed away slowly, gripping her arm.

"Abilities? I-I don't have any..."

Renge didn't look amused as she clicked her fingers, as a goon stepped out of the car and a couple from the street stopped what they were doing. First Renge pointed to the couple "You do there, please make sure this lovely lady doesn't try to run away... And you." She said as the points to the goon "get me a new outfit, the purple kimono would do."

Whatever she was planning it either wasn't good, or she just wanted to talk. Right now she wanted to talk and get to understand her better.

Her first thought: this girl was dangerous and Yukiko needed to run away from her. She could feel her fear building up and the fact that her power is unstable...it was a recipe for disaster.

"Really, it's not needed. I don't have much money now but I'll find a way to pay for any damages!"

Soon the goon had arrived with the outfit and screen as soon Renge was changed in her new outfit, suitable way to wear her hair and all. With that out of the way, she opened up her face, putting it in front of her face, except the eyes.

"it's not money I want. I'm not as stupid as people like to believe I am. I know what I saw and I think I could help you."

"Help...me?"

Yukiko was getting a bad feeling about all of this and the fact that she could hear the voices coming into her head again didn't help matters. All it did was give her one big headache and the feeling of just running away from this girl.

"Why I'm someone who once upon a time didn't understand her powers either. If you have something to do with the mind, it's always best to have someone whose got a similar power if you get what I mean?"

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