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Post by Kuzukanou Sakamoto on Nov 3, 2019 1:36:34 GMT -5
Bang Bang all over you! Big goals were going to be set in motion by Kuzukanou, at least goals that he thought were good to aim for, establish himself as the oyabun of the Yakuza and rule the underworld. It sounded good and rather simplistic at first thought, but the Yakuza cells scattered across Japan didn't make that easy, not to mention most of them were disapproving of Kuzukanou being the next oyabun. Their father had simply "disappeared" and now, the cells are striving for power, each leader of their cell hoping to fill the void of oyabun... but Kuzukanou plans to get it first... it's his by right.
Today is getting one of the cells on board, their main base of operations is at a nightclub known as "Lux" and it's a fair distance away from Kuzukanou's own home, making it the ideal choice to go for first simply because of that distance alone. He gave a call to his brother, believing he's going to need backup on this one.
He already had a plan in mind, the leader of this particular branch of Yakuza goes by the alias "Swing King" and he wasn't sure how someone got that nickname in the first place, but he didn't want to know.
The front entrance wouldn't work, as Kuzukanou got kicked out and banned from the establishment for getting too rowdy one time but he got a favor with one of the Yakuza members, who'd purposely leave the backdoor unlocked for Kuzukanou to get through.
If Kuzukanou were to be honest, he was winging this as he went along, some of these members are people Kuzukanou used to look up to as a kid and now... he's trying to take over their establishment. The plan is to have a "chat" with Swing King, get him to submit under Kuzukanou and all would be good, while Kuzukanou was somewhat new to the whole criminal aspect, he knew it wasn't going to go down that easily. He's currently waiting at the back of the nightclub, he quickly opened the metal door at the back and it's unlocked as promised, but he wouldn't go in yet without his brother.
Worst comes to worst, Kuzukanou came packing with a sidearm but hopefully, it won't come to that. template by Sammy @ Adox 2.0 |
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Hinata Sakamoto
Villain 
Posts: 11
Tier: Villain I
Quirk: Duplication
Preferred Pronouns: It/its/itself
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Post by Hinata Sakamoto on Nov 3, 2019 20:02:18 GMT -5
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Kuzukanou needed it he needed its help to help him with this challenging task, to build up their clan's power. Kuzukanou needs to rule the criminal underworld for that is its reason for existence, to make sure Kuzukanou becomes the next Oyabun. Its and his father vanished out of nowhere, and now Kuzukanou is in charge of the Yakuza. Even if the other clans don't accept it or not, Hinata will make them.
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Hinata knew about its brother's plan through a call. Since it and its brother's father disappeared Hinata has been doing odd jobs and chores for the family without its father around, its mother has been trying to spend time with it, but she came off as depressed when around it, it doesn't understand, why are people so confusing.
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Kuzukanou told it's his plan, to make the leader of this area submit to his will and it will be his mindless weapon in this endeavor if it needs to it will kill everybody who gets in the way of Kuzukanou's bright future as an Oyabun. For that is its singular purpose in this world. To make sure Kuzukanou becomes the next Oyabun of the Yakuza.
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Under its jacket is a set of knives that it knew it will need. Kuzukanou told it to meet him at the back of the club, where there will be an open door for them to sneak in through. So without much difficulty, Hinata snuck past the front door through the alleyway to find its brother. So after a few minutes of looking around the building, it found him, he was waiting for it, good it was going to leave a mess if they did anything to him. For that is its duty. To protect and serve its brother.
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Hinata wordlessly walked over to Kuzukanou and stared at it without blinking or saying anything, before it nodded its head at Kuzukanou and started opening the door and going in, Hinata can't risk its brother going in first, he is too valuable, it could die, and life would keep going for Kazuknaou, but if Kuzukanou died. Its life is forfeited.
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Post by Fujiko Konohanahime on Nov 3, 2019 23:39:02 GMT -5
Fujiko Konohanahime was many things, patient was not generally one of them. She was fast growing irritated at the drunken patron she was trying to get a drink order from continuing to stare at her chest as he 'thought about what he wanted.' However, she maintained a smiling face and feigned enthusiasm because she was a glutton for tips, and knew well enough most of hers came from her considerable feminine assets rather than any actual bartending ability. "Good choice, I'll have that for you right away darling." The woman spoke through her smile when the man finally ordered his next round. She turned to head back to the bar, a look of disdain on her face once she turned away from the patron.
'Fucking perv...' Fujiko muttered under her breath once out of earshot, which wasn't difficult given the loud music blaring through the nightclub. Though it paid well, and allowed her first class gossip from drunken Yakuza members that frequented the Lux, the reality was Fujiko was less than enthused by her current employment. It hardly paid her bills, and she didn't like simply being a pretty face for Swing King. The guy was a sexual deviant, and she knew the clock was ticking until the day he asked her to be a show girl at one of his lavish house parties. Fujiko didn't want to deal with the fallout when she told him no. Hopefully, it wouldn't come to that.
"Hey Fuji, I'm going for a smoke break. I'll be back in five." One of her coworkers called out as he walked by, the intimidating man was one of the club's bouncers. "Whatever, I'll still be here when you get back." She replied with a slight sigh. As the man trudged by Fujiko side eyed him while trying to act inconspicuous. Smoking was allowed in the club, why the hell was he taking a smoke break? The woman's intuition was piqued, and once she finished serving her drinks she decided to investigate. "Mina, I need to use the lady's room, you cool to watch the bar for a minute?" She asked a fellow bartender, already excusing herself from the counter.
"Yeah I guess, don't take a year though okay?" The slightly irritated woman replied back. The night was busy enough as is. Swing King and his entourage were here, chumming it up in the VIP lounge. They had half their staff catering to him while the rest were swamped with the traffic his presence brought with him. It was gonna be a long night. Fujiko snuck off after the bouncer, heading into the back rooms of the nightclub, away from the hustle and bustle. It was difficult being stealthy in stiletto heels, and she silently cursed her incredibly chic sense of fashion as her shoes clicked against the hard floors.
Fujiko peered around a corner, watching the club's bouncer unlock the back door by the loading dock. Not before double checking no one was looking before doing so though. This was incredibly suspicious, and she'd have had half a mind to go rat him out to Swing King if she didn't hate her boss' guts. Something was up, and she didn't know what. Police raid? Usually they just stormed the building. Pro-Hero? Most didn't need help sneaking in the back. Rival gang placed a hit? Maybe... If that was the case she was more than ready to jump ship. Once you knew one organized crime syndicate you knew them all. Fujiko was more than happy to ply herself with whoever paid the best while leaving her the hell alone. So she continued watching whatever events may unfold. Notes |
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Post by Kuzukanou Sakamoto on Nov 22, 2019 16:27:40 GMT -5
Bang Bang all over you! After his brother finally came along, the quiet, submissive attitude he retained these past few years sitll made Kuzu a bit uneasy, but he is still his brother and family is precious... or rather, they. He's still getting used to the pronouns that his father forced on him, but he sticks to the male pronouns to give him a sense of identity, even if he doesn't realize it, he is more than a weapon. This is something he'll focus on later on however, giving a quick rundown of the plan to his brother.
"It's simple, we walk in the club, be discreet as best as we can and set measures if our little takeover doesn't work... I got a plan." with him, Kuzukanou has a jacket over his shoulder, to which he quickly put on and got the hoodie to cover his head. It'd be embarrassing if he went through all this trouble just to be identified at the entrance easily.
After his brother took the lead, Kuzu went on straight afterwards. He did appreciate the protection and cautiousness, but he can't get much done if he stays behind all the time. As soon as they entered, the nightclub music grew from muffled to louder, seeing the dancing floor, people sitting at the bar drinking away, and a few... lustful desires at certain spots of the club that he could notice a mile away. The nightclub life called to him and if this were any other occasion, he'd answer the call but for now, he has to ignore it... how annoying.
He quickly went to the bathroom, keeping his head down from the Yakuza members he did know, hoping that his brother kept following him and from what he could tell, they weren't followed.
The bathroom wasn't that occupied, so he quickly put down the hoodie and took a deep breath. "Okay... so now, I'm going to bring out my clones, all seven. If things go south, we'll have some manpower in the club. I'll even send a clone to meet with Swing King in place, so if it really does go south, the original me won't get hurt."
He was always cautious of bringing out his clones, they were unpredictable. A liquid soon came out of his hands and it formed the first Kuzu clone, who formed another, then another, soon enough the bathroom was full of Kuzukanou. One patron walked into the bathroom and saw all the clones, he poker faced for a few seconds just to walk straight back out.
He decided to ignore that, since Swing King is going to know that Kuzu is in the nightclub soon enough. "One of us will meet Swing King, the rest will be spread across the nightclub and wait for when things go crazy... so in other words, enjoy yourselves and kick ass when the time comes." that was the best way to get himself in relation to the clones on board without risking his clones doing their own thing. He doesn't even know what he wants to do sometimes himself and that unpredictability is shared with the clones.
It started off with one clone heading out of the bathroom first, heading straight for the VIP area and as soon as the hoodie went down, Yakuza members spread across the club instantly noticed him, alerting them and already making their way to see him. There was one bouncer that blocked this clones path, but a voice came from behind him. "Let him in!" the voice said, a deep yet commanding voice. Kuzu was a bit jealous of that voice.
Kuzukanou walked in to a few high-ranking Yakuza members drinking away along with a few girls leaned up against them, with Swing King having more than one. A man with black hair, wrinkles and scars, a ponytail, relatively short but that wouldn't make you think he's someone to laugh at. "Young pup, you're here..." he bitterly said. He took one drink of his glass, assumingly wine from what Kuzu could see before placing it back down.
"No need to sit, we can make this brief... no, I do not see you as the new oyabun and no, I won't work under you, now fuck off. The only reason I'm letting you live is out of respect for your old man, but even that respect has a limit. It's best you don't push it." already, Kuzukanou wanted to start the chaos and pull out his sidearm, but he'd needed to give some time for his clones to get in position. "Now hold on... who said I wanted you to work under me? I thought about it and maybe... I can work for you?"
Suddenly, Swing King's face turned from a calculating look to a surprised one, motioning his hand to a free seat. "Oh... in that case, we can talk business then. Hey, bouncer!" he yelled. "Get our young friend here a beautiful woman... what about that uh, one from the bar? with the pink hair? I think you'd like her, Kuzu, I know how you like them curvy." Kuzu liked the idea of the described woman, but his focus is still on the takeover. He took the offered seat and kept Swing King going, he'd give it a few minutes until the takeover happened.
While talks were happening, his clones went out of the bathroom every few minutes to steer off any suspicion. The original however is already at a table, drinking it up with their orders. He got his brother along and his plan right now is to get his brother to drink a little before their plan gets executed.
"So... what do you do in your spare time, little bro?" he'd ask. He honestly didn't know how he planned to get his brother out of his shell, but he's sure as hell going to try somehow. It wasn't just for himself, but for his mother as well... a bit depressing, but he can't blame his brother for their fathers shittiness. template by Sammy @ Adox 2.0 |
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