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Sat Apr 12, 2014 1:12 pm
It was a rainy day in Karakura. The skies were full of clouds that blocked out the sun and cast a dark and eerie atmosphere. Even with this weather downtown Karakura was still as busy as ever. The neon signs were flashing announcing the businesses that were open. One of the new comers to this district was called "Sweet and Elite" a new boutique. The store it self was fairly normal for a boutique, though they had an ample supply of clothing they mostly dabbled in custom outfits. Their tag line was "Our outfits will knock out the competition!" It seemed a bit strange for a clothing store, but once you met the owner it all made sense. The owner is the now retired wrestler Hayato Nishi, known as the "K.O. King." It was no secret that he had to retire due to an injury he sustained in his last match. The injury made it impossible for him to walk without a special implant in his spine that allowed neural signals to travel over the damaged section of his spine.
This drew a lot of attention to his store and was good for business, but today it seemed to be a slow day. Hayato sat behind a sewing machine surrounded in all kinds of fabric. He was working on a very sleek dress that he was going to put out on the window display. He was fairly concentrated on his work at the moment though he would hear the bells at the door if someone waked in that day.
This drew a lot of attention to his store and was good for business, but today it seemed to be a slow day. Hayato sat behind a sewing machine surrounded in all kinds of fabric. He was working on a very sleek dress that he was going to put out on the window display. He was fairly concentrated on his work at the moment though he would hear the bells at the door if someone waked in that day.
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Sat Apr 12, 2014 3:03 pm
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Sat Apr 12, 2014 4:19 pm
Hayato looked up from his work when he heard the chime the door made when someone came in. At first he saw a couple of school aged girl come into store and begin to look around it, as if they were exited kittens exploring a new place to play in.Behind them came two more women, one that seemed very mannish from afar. He kept on working for a few more seconds until he heard the mannish woman call out to him addressing him as "Old Lady" and then referring to herself as "Theater Master" something that rang a bell in his head. He got up from the sewing machine and turned it off, removing the dress he was working on and putting it on a model. Hayato walked towards her as he said "Im coming, Im comming. You men always want us older women to go as fast as we can, but 2 miles per hour is as fast as we can go now with these old people speed limits" he said in a joking manner as he got to her.
Now she may have been tall for a woman but Hayato was tall for a man. At 6' 5" Hayato was just 3 inches short of being a foot taller than her and his muscular build made him look intimidating. He smiled at them as he said "So what brings you to my boutique? Am I right to assume that those girls are Idols and need something special made for them? Or do you need something fixed?" He looked at the larger woman as he thought, he had seen her somewhere before. She did call herself the "Theater master" maybe she did some work for the televised matches, either way she looked very familiar.
Now she may have been tall for a woman but Hayato was tall for a man. At 6' 5" Hayato was just 3 inches short of being a foot taller than her and his muscular build made him look intimidating. He smiled at them as he said "So what brings you to my boutique? Am I right to assume that those girls are Idols and need something special made for them? Or do you need something fixed?" He looked at the larger woman as he thought, he had seen her somewhere before. She did call herself the "Theater master" maybe she did some work for the televised matches, either way she looked very familiar.
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Sat Apr 12, 2014 6:55 pm
Yuu Doragonraion, the Dragonne Queen of Competition | |
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Sat Apr 12, 2014 11:39 pm
Hayato put his hand on his chin as he began to think. "Hmmm leather, I can see the appeal of it to this kind of idol's appearance, but I don't think it should be the main focus. I think I have some alternatives to it in the back. Ill be right out with them." With that Hayato went to the back of the store to look through fabric swatches. From back there he couldnt hear what was going on in the front of the store.
While he was in the back a woman (the one in the picture) entered the store. She closed her umbrella as she looked at the girls in the store. "I heard that some idols were looking for some custom made fashion for their big show. Well not to worry Lady Hosshiwa is here to make all your dreams come true." She spoke in a very snooty tone of voice, but at the same time it was sweet and inviting. She snapped her finger as a group of short humanoid creatures pushed a pink, regal styled armoire through the doors of the store and placing it next to her. She lightly tapped it with her umbrella as it opened. Inside were just what the girls were looking for. Inside hung outfits that fit everyone's wants and needs. They were made of leather, but they werent restrictive and didnt look, to put it blatantly, whore-ish. They also had enough sparkle and trims to make them flashy but still kept that metal look.
Normal people wouldnt have been able to feel anything out of the normal here, but people that were more sensitive could feel that something was off with this woman; she appears out of nowhere and then she brings out exactly what people were looking for. Her overall appearance also seemed deceiving. She was dressed very sweetly and in all pink, but she spoke in such an uppity tone, she called herself "lady", not to mention that "Hosshiwa" translates into "I want it" something was not right with her. "Well what do you say? My outfits are so much better than anything this retired boxer could ever do, why dont you try them on and tell me what you think." she said trying to convince them to try them on.
While he was in the back a woman (the one in the picture) entered the store. She closed her umbrella as she looked at the girls in the store. "I heard that some idols were looking for some custom made fashion for their big show. Well not to worry Lady Hosshiwa is here to make all your dreams come true." She spoke in a very snooty tone of voice, but at the same time it was sweet and inviting. She snapped her finger as a group of short humanoid creatures pushed a pink, regal styled armoire through the doors of the store and placing it next to her. She lightly tapped it with her umbrella as it opened. Inside were just what the girls were looking for. Inside hung outfits that fit everyone's wants and needs. They were made of leather, but they werent restrictive and didnt look, to put it blatantly, whore-ish. They also had enough sparkle and trims to make them flashy but still kept that metal look.
Normal people wouldnt have been able to feel anything out of the normal here, but people that were more sensitive could feel that something was off with this woman; she appears out of nowhere and then she brings out exactly what people were looking for. Her overall appearance also seemed deceiving. She was dressed very sweetly and in all pink, but she spoke in such an uppity tone, she called herself "lady", not to mention that "Hosshiwa" translates into "I want it" something was not right with her. "Well what do you say? My outfits are so much better than anything this retired boxer could ever do, why dont you try them on and tell me what you think." she said trying to convince them to try them on.
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Sun Apr 13, 2014 10:01 am
Yuu Doragonraion, the Dragonne Queen of Competition | |
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Sun Apr 13, 2014 1:13 pm
Lady Hosshiwa let out a piercing right person laugh at the assertion that she was stealing Hayato's business. As the manager and the girls started to run away a group of Choiark's surrounded them and stopped them from going further. Hosshiwa then teleported to the manager's group as a large coffin shaped mirror appeared behind them. "Mirror of a beautiful future, turn into terrible news. Come on out Saiark!"
The manager and the girls were locked inside the mirror with their arms crossed as red lines locked them in the mirror. A ray of pink light hit the mirror as the light engulphed the room, but nothing happened. Hosshiwa looked confused as to why there was no Saiark in the room, that is until booming could be heard outside. Though it could couldnt be seen from the inside of the store outside was a 50 foot tall armoire-type monster. IT had sunglases similar to those the minions wore. Hosshia then said "Choiarks make sure this man doesnt get into to trouble alright?" as she then teleported away.
A group of Choiarks filled the store and swarmed at Yuu, at the same time the surroundings inside the store and outside the store were changing. The walls of the store changed into cookies and the floor turned into taffy, making things very sticky and hard to move in. The outside changes were even more drastic buildings changed to be made of sweets, cakes donuts and other baked goods sprung up around the area. Treets ghanged to be sticks covered in gumdrops the roads turned into chocolates. This was causing mass panic on the people in the area but that wasnt all. Indeed it was raining and the weather was affected by these sweet changes, it turned into tea, boiling hot tea.
For the begining of the situation HAyato was unaware, but once the store was flooded with Choiarks he took notice. He ran out of the back room and saw what was happening, it was time for him to act. "Theater master! Dont worry Ill clear these things out." HE pulled out his phone and slid his finger over it as a male voice came out of it saying "B-B-B-Boxer Change!" He was surrounded in a purple light as his clothes changed into boxing shorts and bandaged hands. Changing into this outfit Hayato's strength increased exponentially, making taking down a horde of enemies simple. The choiarks charged at him in a group but a simple punch sent them flying and cleared a path to Yuu. He ran to her keeping a boxing stance when he reached her as more minions flooded the room closing around both of them. "Let me guess, a lady in a pooffy dress was here?" He asked her while holding his stance.
The manager and the girls were locked inside the mirror with their arms crossed as red lines locked them in the mirror. A ray of pink light hit the mirror as the light engulphed the room, but nothing happened. Hosshiwa looked confused as to why there was no Saiark in the room, that is until booming could be heard outside. Though it could couldnt be seen from the inside of the store outside was a 50 foot tall armoire-type monster. IT had sunglases similar to those the minions wore. Hosshia then said "Choiarks make sure this man doesnt get into to trouble alright?" as she then teleported away.
A group of Choiarks filled the store and swarmed at Yuu, at the same time the surroundings inside the store and outside the store were changing. The walls of the store changed into cookies and the floor turned into taffy, making things very sticky and hard to move in. The outside changes were even more drastic buildings changed to be made of sweets, cakes donuts and other baked goods sprung up around the area. Treets ghanged to be sticks covered in gumdrops the roads turned into chocolates. This was causing mass panic on the people in the area but that wasnt all. Indeed it was raining and the weather was affected by these sweet changes, it turned into tea, boiling hot tea.
For the begining of the situation HAyato was unaware, but once the store was flooded with Choiarks he took notice. He ran out of the back room and saw what was happening, it was time for him to act. "Theater master! Dont worry Ill clear these things out." HE pulled out his phone and slid his finger over it as a male voice came out of it saying "B-B-B-Boxer Change!" He was surrounded in a purple light as his clothes changed into boxing shorts and bandaged hands. Changing into this outfit Hayato's strength increased exponentially, making taking down a horde of enemies simple. The choiarks charged at him in a group but a simple punch sent them flying and cleared a path to Yuu. He ran to her keeping a boxing stance when he reached her as more minions flooded the room closing around both of them. "Let me guess, a lady in a pooffy dress was here?" He asked her while holding his stance.
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Tue Apr 15, 2014 3:56 pm
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Wed Apr 16, 2014 8:49 pm
Hayato put his hands at his hips as he said "Well this isnt the way that I tend to go about this, by this point she eating some sort of pastry as she watches her monster go on a rampage" Hayato's phone started to shine as his outfit changed into wearing a detective hat and a magnifying glass as the phone said "D-D-Detective kawarunrun" or "Detective Change." Hayato was a bit surprised as he saw the impromptu change as he said "This is new." He used his magnifying glass over Hosshiwa as he saw that this wasn't a real woman, it was a dummy made out of apples! "Aha! You arent real your just a bunch of apples!!" He grabbed her dress and pulled it off as she crumbled into nothing but a pile of shiny red apples. "Poisoned apples to be exact!"
Hayato looked out the window and saw the giant cake that was terrorizing the downtown area. "Considering that you couldnt get your revenge on her, I guess you can help me take down this thing to let some of your rage out. But brute force wont kill this thing, I need to purify it and then the mirror will disappear, if you try breaking it to get them out... well, you can imagine what will happen. But this rain is going to be a problem."
Hayato pulled out his phone "And keep what you're about to see a secret alright?"
It changed shape to look like a small mirror as Hayato said " Change it up! Pretty Cure Rolling Mirror Change!"
In a burst of intense pruple light there stood someone that vaguely looked like Hayato, But Yuu could tell it was him since he transformed in front of him, her, wait what has Yuu again? Oh never mind that now they had ass to kick!!
He stroke a pose as he said "Kono kōkina tochi no kagayaku jundo. Cure Royal! Hapinesu Chūnyū! Shiawase Chāji! HapinesuChāji Purikyua!"
Hayato looked out the window and saw the giant cake that was terrorizing the downtown area. "Considering that you couldnt get your revenge on her, I guess you can help me take down this thing to let some of your rage out. But brute force wont kill this thing, I need to purify it and then the mirror will disappear, if you try breaking it to get them out... well, you can imagine what will happen. But this rain is going to be a problem."
Hayato pulled out his phone "And keep what you're about to see a secret alright?"
It changed shape to look like a small mirror as Hayato said " Change it up! Pretty Cure Rolling Mirror Change!"
In a burst of intense pruple light there stood someone that vaguely looked like Hayato, But Yuu could tell it was him since he transformed in front of him, her, wait what has Yuu again? Oh never mind that now they had ass to kick!!
He stroke a pose as he said "Kono kōkina tochi no kagayaku jundo. Cure Royal! Hapinesu Chūnyū! Shiawase Chāji! HapinesuChāji Purikyua!"
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Yuu Doragonraion, the Dragonne Queen of Competition | |
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