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Jan 13, 2024 16:06:44 GMT
Post by Uesugi Umeko on Jan 13, 2024 16:06:44 GMT
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[attr="class","frame144"] [attr="class","lowe14quote"] [attr="class","lowe14quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe14reescroll"] [break][break] Completely fueled, Ume was able to focus her energy back towards driving off at the toppest of modest speeds she was able to exert. Taking full advantage of the now clear path ahead of her, and the speed offered by driving on ice she barreled forward at top speeds. For a moment, there was quiet in these mid rows. The wyvern had been dispatched, for a moment, and the train was reloading. While other cars were threatening and on occasion succeeding to overtake Ume, she was able to focus most of her attention on filming. Most impressive was the large snake–who also appeared to be racing. If they survived, perhaps Ume could strike a deal with them. [break][break]
Knocking her out of her depth was a sudden gleam of something small spinning object trained directly towards her head. A yo-yo swung her way, ducking down. She looked in amazement as said yo-yo collided with a car behind it, crushing it as if it had felt the weight of a cartoon anvil. Eyeing down the string she followed it all the way to a familiar raven haired woman atop of a vintage Yamaha. Ume’s eyes widened and her heart completely stopped–she absolutely recognized those flowing locks anywhere, and that snickering smirk. The woman on the other motorcycle took her eyes off the treacherous bog and shot a look directly at, “Ume-chan, good to see you.” She shouted with a warm earnest tone, "Sayonara sucker!” She elaborated, expressing further earnestly. Once more with considerable feeling, she swung her explosive yo-yo Ume’s way, detaching it from the string before she sped off. [break][break]
Unable to fully avoid it, Ume’s bike ended up with further dust and crucial pieces blown off. However, it was largely magical damage, which left her mostly alright. While still wearing embering clothes she uttered a meek, “...Oda?” Ume questioned under her breath, still not entirely sure. That distraction was enough that she nearly slid into the depths of the bog that arose. Redirecting she glanced around, getting a feel for all the sunken terrain. Thankfully, she didn’t have to consider long, as a message from Dahlia popped in just time offering a lesson of one of the dangers from Western folklore about. [break][break]
Speeding along, over logs, atop the backs of alligators. She was starting to enjoy herself. All that was abruptly taken away as the screech of the train’s whistle blasted through the woods. Finally entering the bog, the nose of the engine sunk right down–finding no room to maneuver. The speed at which it fell, however, didn’t give the tail end of the train time to realize that it had come to a full stop, yanking it awkwardly. The wisps had taken one eyeless look at that whole ordeal and simply floated away for a new set of victims. Setting her camera on the dash, Ume did her best ton pay the wisps no mind. She was no moth, bright lights didn't need to hold sway over her. [break][break]
Ahead of her, she saw a glyph appear straight ahead of her. Using the power of common sense, she altered her trajectory significantly avoiding it all together. Just as well, a car, which had previously been ahead of her was fired from said glyph smashing right into the bogwaters. More of these glyphs began popping up, launching more vehicles backwards. Examining one of the glyphs closely, she recognized the human-faced lion--the sphinx. Driving ahead she heard a preview between choking sobs, "But bricks are heavier than feathers..." [break][break]
Turning into a solid racetrack, Ume figured this was the time to reslot in the frozen lake, once she had gotten over the sharp turn that is. Dirty trick, of course, but it managed to disrupt a few of her current rivals. It was time for her send Dahlia her own message, "Warm up on your riddles, I think another challenge is ahead."
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Jan 13, 2024 15:13:07 GMT
Post by Uesugi Umeko on Jan 13, 2024 15:13:07 GMT
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[attr="class","frame144"] [attr="class","lowe14quote"] [attr="class","lowe14quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe14reescroll"] [break][break] “World’s a much smaller place these days.” Even after spending some time in this strangest of new worlds, Ume still struggled to fully come to grips with waypoints. Every trip left her with a terrible case of spiritual whiplash. She didn’t quite understand it. Taking a moment to nudge the aggressive slime fat away with an abrupt kick to its face, “You get used to it.” Speaking about a lot more than just the ease of transpacific travel. [break][break]
"Yer welcome, and thank you." She was glad she had found someone willing to indulge her, if only politely. As to why she was so hellbent on filming her fellow adventurers duking it out with low level monsters, Ume’s motivations were that just straightforward. Emboldened, she used this time to gather a few shots of her newfound hero; she set out to ensure she captured her hand on the hilt of her sword. Able to focus on more than one thing at once, she answered, “Yep, used to be a cinematographer. Did a lot of samurai and gangster movies. Been trying to stay in practice.” [break][break]
Continuing its charge, the first slime returned in unabated furor; not being sufficiently distanced by Ume's kick. The slimes' boldness was further explained by a second, largely slime beginning to lurch behind it. A knight’s helmet was already affixed atop its head, beaver worn up. Ume recognized this one; Sir. Slime himself, the largest of this particular colony. Bubbling up to its surface was a cute broadsword and shield. An unusual intensity overcame its beady, simplistic black eyes. Ume, from her position, recognized the barest framework of a compelling duel. Some creative framing was necessary, of course, “Some things ya just never get used to, though, like, these the monsters I'm lookin' to film. Don't worry, I'll make it look a bit more interesting than it is.” [break][break]
An entire colony awaited just down the beach, this was their vanguard, or simply the two who had the largest 'aggro' range. Getting down on her stomach, completely unperturbed by the presence of sand, Ume fixed her camera on the gleaming monstrosity aggressively brandishing its inexplicable rusty weapons. Wriggling forward, she forward managed to capture it in undue glory; angling the camera up to allow the threatening slime to completely blot out the sky. Flipping partially on her back she faced Seika despite the continuing--if slow--charge of the slimes, “I not gonna leave you to fend for yerself; I can do more than point a camera.” Was the extent of warning she offered before sending Seika a formal party invite, “Lunch is on me after wrap.”
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Jan 12, 2024 19:53:07 GMT
Post by Uesugi Umeko on Jan 12, 2024 19:53:07 GMT
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[attr="class","frame144"] [attr="class","lowe14quote"] [attr="class","lowe14quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe14reescroll"] A wyvern remained hot on Ume’s trail. Itss attempt to destroy Dahlia had been thrown off kilter; Ume’s summoned rainstorm and brought things to end, as rain was often accused of doing. Their mighty wings fought hard against the summoned wind, pounding rain, but its aggressively gnashing teeth still gleamed all the same. Finding some newfound burst of speed, it crashed into the ground with furor, stomping its way; its eyes firmly on the bold red jacket atop the dusty blue bicycle. Snarls followed Ume into the forest. [break][break]
Such snarls almost completely overtook the screeching roar of the train that lagged behind the two of them. Suffering the wind, and then the softened ground it struggled to remain relevant. Shots continued to ring out, smashing into random trees ahead, likely not meeting their mark. One miscalculation had finally arisen as the train came into contact with the treeline; it wasn’t exactly able to push its way the whole way through. While sure it could push its fair share of trees down, they began to lay flat, getting under the raw wheelset, slowing it to a further crawl. [break][break]
Ume, strained from driving thus far slowed down. Entering a meditative state, she began to refuel. Strange way of handling it, really. Taking advantage of this bit of breathing room provided by the downpour, she managed to get a bit of a leg up. Taking this brief respite as an opportunity to drive as horribly irresponsible as possible, she opened her inventory, and once more retrieved her camera. Keeping at least one eye on the road, she continued to fiddle with her settings. Tonight was a night for color; taking advantage of Motor City’s exuberant landscape. [break][break]
Avoiding trees, she caught ripples in the pools underneath. Steam arose, misting her mirrors and outside of her goggles. She knew exactly what was behind her, that much was obvious, it had been established quite a few times by now. Turning her camera on a side mirror, one that didn’t come with the express warning that objects may be closer than they appeared, she framed out the opening maw of the wyvern. It was derivative sure, but it was a once in a lifetime moment. Possibly. [break][break]
Coming to an abrupt stop, she narrowly avoided the blasting flames of the not-quite dragon. Propping her camera between the handlebar and the mirror, she once again grabbed her Superimposer. She had ended up in perfectly swiping range, and had yet to regain the capability to go full throttle. Slotting in the frozen lake, the trees around her and the wyvern vanished leaving them in the middle of a charming frozen lake. Allowing her bicycle to slide she made one last move before she would be struck–the lens of the Superimposer glow a bright blue before firing off a swirling snowflake. [break][break]
Ume took the hit, bracing as well as she could. Losing a mirror and gaining some pain she found herself sliding along, closer towards the finish line. Ice cold water blasted right back into the wyvern’s face, causing it to stagger. [break][break]
Slipping away, Ume realized she was coming into the path of an even more giant reptile, she took her camera in hand; she wasn’t going to go without capturing this. Her awe vanished upon hearing the thunderous roar of multiple large munitions being fired off at once. The train had found better footing on the ice, breaking it apart, and coasting along and ahead of her. Ume estimated that these arched shots were heading directly towards the leading few, where her buddy was facing her own perils, “Dahlia! Start swerving. There's an artillery barrage coming your way.” She exclaimed in party chat, offering an emoticon with a particularly concerned expression.
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Post by Uesugi Umeko on Jan 12, 2024 6:08:30 GMT
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[attr="class","frame144"] [attr="class","lowe14quote"] [attr="class","lowe14quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe14reescroll"] [break][break] As luck would have it, she had found herself in the presence of a swordswoman, moving along, in the deliberate, controlled steps of a seasoned actress. Perfect, this woman must have been answering Ume’s call. She was already in period dress; Ume wasn’t going to have to scrounge a costume up from thin air. Before she could feel such elation, the woman in question was out of frame, soon expressing her apologies. Feeling the sting of disappointment, Ume quickly readjusted, veering her camera away, “Daijo-bu.” She flatly responded, falling out of her uncomfortable filming position and standing straight up. [break][break] This woman appeared a bit green, far greener than even Ume happened to be, and she appeared to be lost. Thankfully, Ume wasn’t lost, she was exactly where she wanted to be, “Yer in Los Angeles, in the United States… or what counts as the United States these days.” Putting together the fact that she was speaking Japanese, and dressed perhaps archaically, Ume feared that this young woman may have just come back from home, which made for a terrifying entrance into an already awful world. Here, they were at the beach, and at worse, there were a few slimes that only were going to potentially be a problem. Rubbing the back of her head, she said “It’s safer around here than a lot of places, you can relax a bit.” [break][break]
“I’m Uesugi Umeko.” finally returning her polite bow, "It's nice to make your acquaintance." Still, this happened to be providence, if Ume believed in that sort of thing. She still had the issue of those slimes, and her personal question to see a film shot. Pulling a cold barley tea from her inventory, offering it to the wandering swordswoman. [break][break]
However, her growing concern continued to grow. Sliding out from the nook was a lone slime, a dopy, nonthreatening expression drooping across it's face, at least for a moment. A once neutral slime flared its big eyebrows upon getting a look at Ume, remembering all of her previous taunting prodding; bellowing a shrill warcry it began its slow bouncing charge towards the two women. Looking back at the slime, and then returning to Seika, nonchalantly, Ume opened up about her ongoing issue, “Eh don't worry about them--I need a bit of help, if yer feeling up to it. Been tryin' to film adventurers fighting monsters.”
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Post by Uesugi Umeko on Jan 11, 2024 1:22:16 GMT
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[attr="class","frame144"] [attr="class","lowe14quote"] [attr="class","lowe14quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe14reescroll"] [break][break] Mission Details[break][break] The seeds of the return of cinema had been planted firmly in Ume’s mind, and really, the stress of what that entailed followed suit. There were many missing and critical moving parts of the motion picture machine; most she couldn’t hope to replace any time soon. If she was going to get anywhere, however, she was going to have to rebuild from scratch. Ume had the drive, a camera and the inklings of a plan. [break][break] Her mission–the real one–was simple and not terribly dangerous, far too many slimes in one too many places. Ume had a passion for Dragon Quest 7 in her younger days; she understood slimes well enough. Issuing an open LFG, she offered one key specification; she needed a swordwielder, one with a desire to test their mettle, and a willingness to be on camera. Ume had cut her teeth in the realm of chanbara, and if she was going to build towards becoming a filmmaker again, she needed to start where she was comfortable. A short silent bit of documentarywork was all she was after, a practice walk, as it were. [break][break] Ume hadn’t yet gotten a reply, but she was nothing if not patient. Earth-Chan’s new world offered all sorts of new challenges, and her attempts to film the meandering gathering of slimes proved arduous. Those that weren’t blazing hot or emitting crackling bolts were far too shiny in the Los Angeles sun. Risking their aggression, she closed the gap far closer than she should have, for that all too important shot, one only aided by their assailing charge. A few burns and scrapes were hardly a concern, she had leveled up her vitality. [break][break] Stakes established, she moved to shoot the grand entrance of the film’s hero, finding two columns of beach shrubbery she opened her menu, setting that as the waypoint for whomever accepted her open request. Taking a knee, she knelt at one end of the column, and tilted the camera up, keeping the horizon low in the shot. Having yet come into a tripod, she took shallow, meditative breaths to steady her hand. Ideally, her sword person would head this way, but there were far more available entrances for such a large area of beach. A woman could dream. [break]
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Post by Uesugi Umeko on Jan 11, 2024 1:04:25 GMT
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[attr="class","frame144"] [attr="class","lowe14quote"] [attr="class","lowe14quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe14reescroll"] [break][break] In the milliseconds leading into the utterance of GO!, Ume was trying as best as she could to come to grips with the race ahead of her. Woods stood off in the distance, that alone would prove an effective filter, differently not a location for her to deploy a frozen lake.Taking a deep breath, she steadied her nerves. Her hands were melding with every intent in the handlebars as she revved the engine. In her mind, the entirely monosyllabic word had become a sonnet. On the exact dot of the exclamation point she took off, pushing her vintage motorcycle well past the–long gone–manufacturers suggest usage. [break][break]
She had been moving far farest than she had since she had arrived in this bizarre simulacrum of her old world, but she couldn’t hope to reach Dahlia’s newfound speeds as she saw the golf cart rush on ahead. Making the trailing fading of her voice, Ume assumed that Dahlia was expressing the usual sort of life threatening peril that made up her day-to-day. While she wasn’t wrong, the gunfire and explosions happening around her proved that much, Ume at least felt compelled to lie so help her along. Opening up Party Chat, she offered some words of encouragement, “You’re racing well.” Which ended up being as generic as to be unhelpful as she couldn’t really think of a rebuttal to Dahlia’s wellfounded fears. [break][break]
The very nature of the race’s line up had begun to shift, there were those who had overtaken Ume, most notable those women on the backs of pegasi. Others that had either fallen or hung back to join her in the middle tiers of the race. Examining these other racers had her understand a few disturbing truths; she and Dahlia may have been underprepared. A roar erupted beside her, and the wyvern joining in her center shot forward a large fireball. One which slammed directly into a sports car pulling up on Dahlia, removing it off the face of the earth. [break][break]
Somewhere hidden in the backline was a train, or at least one of three carts, one of which a luxury dining cart, and the next a series of cannon batteries. Ume took her eyes off the road, looking at this peculiar sight with curiosity. Curiosity quickly went into high alert as a pair of cannons sent the train into a violent swipe. Sparks arose in her rear and the statuesque filmmaker came to the terrible realization that the train was swinging its artillery loaded caboose her way. While some of the other rear drivers were caught in this attack, finding a tragic end to their racing career, if not life. [break][break]
Ume, used this opportunity to completely shift direction, shooting towards the luxury train cart, turning once again and driving along with only perilous inches between her and the speeding mass of metal and death. Hearing clamor amongst its passengers–the were loading the largest of the vehicle’s mortars. Seeing its cannon aimed upwards, and watching the wyvern charge its breath once more, Ume took out her Superimposer. Clicking in rain she surrounded the backline in a torrential downpour, bringing much of it to a downpour. Sacrificing a boost to her magic for immunity she took the lead, feeling the burn of artillery and fireballs being aimed her way. Ducking in the fairy invested woods, she hoped to extend her avoidance.
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Post by Uesugi Umeko on Jan 9, 2024 8:02:08 GMT
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[attr="class","frame144"] [attr="class","lowe14quote"] [attr="class","lowe14quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe14reescroll"] [break][break] As pleasant as Dahlia’s company may have been in the hours leading to the race, Ume was well aware that their time had been calm before the storm. She had worked some tight schedules for cheap B-movies; her nerves were on edge, ready for the utter calamity that was just around the corner. Per usual, she tried her best to not let it show too much, changing the subject with another tale from the set of another b-movie. She had hardly done a good job of hiding it, for she had a cigarette poking from her mouth from the moment they acquired the golf cart. [break][break]
Ume had been hanging partially out the golf cart, both so her smoking wouldn’t bother Dahlia, and so she could get a good lookout for what she was looking for. Today saw her dressing a bit more colorfully than usual; going for a black shirt decorated with hibiscuses of red and gold, and a smart red bomber jacket. Time was running thin. There was a race to be driven and already, Ume’s methodical pace was showing signs that perhaps this was not the sport for her. Ume’s did often fall into peculiarities, though, often not to too terribly inconvenient levels. To be her best self at this race, however, proved to be stalling the two a bit more than she would’ve liked. There had been no shortage of motorcycles, but none had been the one that Ume had been searching for. [break][break]
She was preparing to compromise–to settle, even. Giving in to the pending time limit proved painful, this race was far too important. In this moment of aesthetic despair something caught her eyes in the row of motorcycles. Wedged between modern and futuristic designs was a simulacrum of the vintage Honda she was looking for. Eyes going bright, she requested that Dahlia stop her golf cart. Taking a seat, she promptly summoned her interface, slamming her palm down onto the button, to ensure that there was no mistaking the fact that she had laid claim to this motorcycle. It certainly had its flaws, for no true explanation existed as to why so much dust was accumulated on it, while the others kept their showroom luster. [break][break]
In her city life, she usually didn’t drive; walking, and the train made up the majority of her travel. She only truly drove whenever she had to film in the countryside. While she drove a modest car, she often dreamt of working up the nerve to get herself a vintage motorcycle; an ever elusive fantasy she often kicked away from a lack of practicality. What was once practical had simply been tossed to the wayside. Donning her complimentary helmet and goggles, she pulled up by Dahlia, and thus, they were off. [break][break]
Lining up in the back row, she got one last look around, by way of her camera. In-the-action filming was the way to go here. They were stopped, Ume wasn’t completely uncomfortable watching exclusively through the camera’s viewfinder. Impressively, she had stumbled her way into an impressive shot; a large reptilian eye had swallowed the entire frame, looking into the viewer (her) with magnificent predacity. Looking up, she saw that the source of the eye was a dragon… or perhaps wyvern, ridden by a green haired woman. On either side of this newfound rival was another woman, sitting atop a Pegasus. Having filmed enough for now, she set the camera back into her inventory, and began preparations. [break][break]
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Post by Uesugi Umeko on Jan 8, 2024 4:28:17 GMT
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[attr="class","frame144"] [attr="class","lowe14quote"] [attr="class","lowe14quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe14reescroll"] [break][break] Styrofoam coffee cup in hand, and dejection running through her soul, Ume sat on a serrated bench. Meeting herself eye-to-eye in her black coffee, she was wounded by the sting of failure. She had undergone some dangerous and truly challenging missions, and this would be the one that would destroy her. Trying to think where it all went wrong, she painstakingly went through the events of the day, attempting to piece together what happened and why. It was in that reflection that her despair focused on the sounds surrounding her–zoom, crunch, zoom. [break][break]
Splashing coffee as she stood, she ran back to where this all started. Although she did not enter the gin joint. She had finally understood the insubstantial warning she had been given at the very start of this ordeal. This city was a great danger to pets of all makes, yet nature, even in Earth-Chan’s house, had a way with turning things around. The same group of cars were bumping through the streets; erratic driving was the norm, but Ume had finally figured out that something stood out with the drivers by bar. [break][break]
Somehow, she hadn’t been banned from Motor City, despite the amount of times she caused an accident by slotting one of her Terrain Datas. It goes without further explanation that that is just what she did. Slotting in the frozen lake, she allowed the three cars which had been grinding and smashing into one another to violently crash in a realistically lethal manner. Looking through the windows, her suspicions were made flesh. Walking one by one, she investigated the occupants until she found the one she was looking for. Forcing the door open, she grabbed the three-legged cat by the scruff of its neck and yanked it out, “Meow!” It cheerfully cried. [break][break]
Returning the rambunctious feline to his owner, Ume felt a weight lifted off of her shoulders, one brought on by a struggle with a cat. Ordering another whiskey she had one last smoke with the bronze armed woman, and her cat, who smoked too. [break][break]
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Post by Uesugi Umeko on Jan 8, 2024 4:03:43 GMT
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[attr="class","frame144"] [attr="class","lowe14quote"] [attr="class","lowe14quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe14reescroll"] [break][break] The hours between her encounter in the alley and the chase for her life that occurred down yet another alley were massively eventful, although none of those events held any relevance. Regardless, shots continued to be fired in her direction, some occasionally coming near to grazing on the ricochet. Driving behind a dumpster, she tried to make sense of this. For a moment the shots stopped, and she glanced over her shoulder, only to have one more shot ding the side of the dumpster, “You’re asking too many questions! What’s your angle!?”\The assailant shouted, as he continued missing. [break][break]
She had had enough of this, there were no ulterior motives; Ume really was just in search of a cat. Boldly, she stood up walking her way towards the gunman. The look she held in her eyes was enough to have him drop his firearm, and throw both his hands up in dismay, “It was Sammy the Snake, Joe Rags, and Big Angie, they’re the ones you want.” He admitted, although Ume wasn’t sure what he had admitted to, and she simply didn’t care. Getting closer, she invaded his sweaty personal space, nearly dipping her head low enough to go nose-to-nose. Once again, she repeated herself, “I won’t repeat myself: Cat. Three. Legs.” This gangster, barely able to make a shot, fainted. [break][break]
Throwing her hands in her pockets, Ume whistled one earworm of a tune. Without a lead, she was going to have to get creative. Not a single cat had come into view between her leaving that gin joint and her shootout. This adventure was entirely hopeless. That woman in that Gin joint, distraught over the loss of her cat was going to end up brokenhearted. If she had the guile to make a forgery the cat, she couldn't, for she didn't even know what color it was supposed to be.
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Post by Uesugi Umeko on Jan 8, 2024 3:30:13 GMT
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[attr="class","frame144"] [attr="class","lowe14quote"] [attr="class","lowe14quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe14reescroll"] [break][break] Mission Details[break][break] A choking cough erupted its way out of Ume’s lungs. She smoked on occasion, and was generally adapted to smoky gin joints, but something was something toxic in the air. Grabbing onto the bar, attempting to catch herself, she caught eyes with the woman in question. Arm of bronze, glittery gown, laser eye. Ordering Ume a whiskey neat she invited her over to a booth. [Break][break] There and then, it had been paid out to her. Even if Ume had to repeatedly atop the conversation, she eventually came to understand. This three legged cat was no euphemism, no object, no person of ill repute. A literal cat was missing, and this smoky woman was pulling out the big stops to get it back. Offering Ume a cigarette for the road, she left her with one last piece of advice, “Things in this town aren't always what they seem.” Which threw the rest of the conversation into murky territory. Confused, she was gone. [Break][break] Making her way down the cramped, dirty streets, she wondered how a cat could even make it in these mean streets. Cars zoomed past every breath in a violent rage. Her train of thought came to a crashing halt with the screeching of quarreling cats down a particularly shady alley. While the odds of simply running into this missing cat so quickly were low, and undramatic, she still felt it would have been foolish to not investigate. Turning down that alleyway, dodging its inexplicable puddles of terrifying mystique. [break][break] Sadly, no cats remained, only a man, well dressed, and flashing a sinister glare from under a wide brimmed hat. Unperturbed Ume curtly asked him, “Have you seen a three legged cat?” Pressing her knuckles against her waist, shooting back a glare of equal strength. In turn, she was served a reply just as blunt, and not nearly as helpful as she required, “I see a lot of things.” [break]
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Post by Uesugi Umeko on Jan 7, 2024 19:12:18 GMT
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[attr="class","frame144"] [attr="class","lowe14quote"] [attr="class","lowe14quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe14reescroll"] [break][break] Taking all the tension from the open air room was the deafening thud of a cyborg being knocked off of his feet by some long discarded burner phone. Hatching a perfect escape, the fugitive-in-question was removed from danger from one dangerous angle. Astonished by the stunt in question, Ume, alongside her double, and the one standing of cyborg goons all raced to the edge of the above-road bridge. In unison the three peered down in curiosity. It was quite a jump, and a jump down onto the street no less–shockingly bold, triply so for Dahlia. [break][break]
Looking over to the double next to her, Ume realized a hole in the fake Ume's defense. Clawing at her Superimposer, a plan came to a head. It was pretty heavy now that it was supposed to be a sort of magical implement. Made of sturdier metal, an enhanced system of optics, and pretty bits and. Holding it with two hands, she mused on consequences, and the conflict of honorable conduct and the practical necessity of actual combat. Feeling as if she resolved that tension rather quickly, her eyes wandered onto the false Ume, hands on the railing watching in amazement as Dahlia snatched the slip from right under their noses. [break][break]
With not so much as a one-liner, she coldly attempted her best swing, directly into the distracted face of the false Ume. A satisfying thunk echoed through the streets, followed by the singing rattling of glass. Falling backwards, consciousness had been knocked right out of her, never to be seen or heard from again. Bemused, the two cyborgs looked down (and simply straight at) at the Ume in a dubious state of life, and back at the Ume, who appeared to be slotting in a new disc into her Superimposer. Looking up through the viewfinder's lens, the ground around the four froze over. Now they were atop a charming wooden overlook bridge, covered in now frozen damp moss. [break][break]
Cursing her own weight, she aikido slung Ume-dupe across her shoulders. She may not have been particularly strong, but she made up for it by her newfound ability to exert herself well past what she was previously capable of. In a first ditch attempt to escape she took one look down the way Dahlia jumped, and immediately dismissed it out of pocket; the weight of a whole ‘nother Ume made the jump impossible, seeing she still valued her ankle health. Running to the stairs, the two cyborgs opened fire. One of their bolt guns aimed true, grazing Ume across her thigh. Sliding down the stairs, she entered the street, carrying a blur and shrinking Ume. [break][break]
“Kill the amazon, catch the pipsqueak!” One of the cyborgs commanded, slipping their way down the stairs in a more slapstick pile-up. They would remain hot on Ume’s trail as she slid her way towards Dahlia in her frosty nook, still without her now discarded jacket. Soon the two sharpshooters hot on her trail, freeing her hand she fired a bolt of ice their way, though their shots were returned by blasts from below the ice's surface, "Dahlia, remember our date! Spicy Honey? I was Director of Photography! At the time it was the film with the highest budget that I had the honor to work on, it hurt to see it get insulted like that... even if it was true." [break][break]
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Post by Uesugi Umeko on Jan 6, 2024 22:21:16 GMT
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[attr="class","frame144"] [attr="class","lowe14quote"] [attr="class","lowe14quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe14reescroll"] [break][break] Slinging herself over what was to her, a chest high wall, she kept glancing back, “I don’t think you will; they get a better payout if they take you into custody alive.” She attempted to reassure by offering a less terrible bad scenario. Dahlia’s fate was only a small part of their conversation, for even she could get her priorities thrown out of whack. [break][break]
Continuing the vital investigation aspect of their investigation, she mused alongside her imperiled companion, “Singular shapeshifter fits.” She contributed, winding down narrow trash filled alleys. Ruminating on her own thoughts, she ran numbers in head, taking their own travel times into consideration. Stopping for a moment at an intersection, she put her calculated thoughts into far more tactile words, “I don't believe it is a full network; the times of the incident reports are consistent with travel and hypothesized execution times.” Her mind twisted, however, attempting to make sense of where the gap had laid. Eyes widening, it struck her, the one inconsistency across all the places of business they had gone to during this terrible night in an awful place, “Wait.” She abruptly and confoundingly uttered as she began crossing the stop-light assisted intersection, “There was an employee cleaning the tables in the Waffle restaurant! It must have been him!” [break][break]
This leg of the journey was far less calm and collected. It didn’t take long for the gun drones to fall upon them, and they were exactly what they were purported to be. Shooting first and sirens second, they opened fire on the duo, showing no concern for any other bystanders or places of business that may or may not be destroyed in the process. Putting the Superimposer to her eye, and slotted in a proper scene for this particular array of mishaps. Lighting got a bit cooler from the warm summers of Motor City; rain slowly dripped, easing its way into a torrential problem. Slowed and weapons damped, their shots found it increasingly difficult to catch their mark. [break][break]
Ume, attempting to lead the way, was off, her stride not really offering much more speed than Dahlia’s shorter gait. Confused by their newfound ease of movement in the screeching, metallic wind, the two drones made the simple mistake of bumping into one another, moving in front of each other’s range of fire, and fumbling turns. Taking to the air herself, she took aim, firing a bolt of the Superimposer at one of the drones. Letting loose a distress screech of implied robotic sapiency, they erupted into a sparking rondo of zips and crackles. In its deathrattles it fired much of its remaining payload into its neighbor, removing both from the picture. Feeling a tinge of guilt, Ume attempted to change the subject while the carnage settled, and more living drones appeared further up the street, “Up here, and quickly, before we get cornered.” Suggesting the two head up the stairs to an overstreet walkway that led into a building. [break][break]
“Oh…” Ume groaned. Her natural vantage allowed her to get a preview of what awaited at the top of the steps. It was her, fully dressed, standing well behind a pair of bulky cybernetic bounty hunters of dubious humanity. A smug, self-satisfied smirk crept across her double’s face. Openly expressing her earth shattering disappointment, she buried her face into her palm, “Please no.” She continued, showing shades of embarrassment. [break][break]
Brandishing an outdated accent, the fake Ume finally spoke, "She’s tricky ain’t she?” She sneered, setting a predatory gaze onto Dahlia. Her attached cyborg minions trained their guns on the sheepish lady, allowing the tension in the air to boil all the more. The real (Maybe) Ume uttered, “No, I object.” Sternly under her breath. [break][break]
Getting closer to the two, she placed a hand on the elevated shoulder cannon of her minion, “Ya’ll are fixin’ for’a heap trouble.” She barked, different hues of amusement marking her perceived victory. Up close, Ume noticed a few serious inconsistencies: Flipped button placements, her watch went counterclockwise, and her singular anime bang was off to the wrong side. Her disguise was an amateurish mess, could nobody else notice the watch? This train of thought gave the fake Ume plenty of time to keep on yapping, “An’ what’s this, she’s got herself this shoddy dupe’a me!” She explained, her voice cracking, “Ya thought ya could hide, draggin’ that lil troublemaker ‘round? Ya think this is…uh… Lone Wolf’n Cub or sumthin’?” She kept on closing and closing the gap, “Well, ya got yerself ‘nother thing comin’. Boys, get’em!”
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Post by Uesugi Umeko on Jan 6, 2024 6:36:15 GMT
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[attr="class","frame144"] [attr="class","lowe14quote"] [attr="class","lowe14quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe14reescroll"] [break][break] Filing in after Dahlia, Ume secured the door after her. Going through the dossier she had squirreled away in her inventory, she gawked at the list of crimes Gilda A had managed to rack up. She wasn’t so much disturbed but confused. These crimes were, without a doubt, vandalism, but to what end? Somehow, the once fast moving streets had slowed to a crawl. Taking a pen, she struck out a few of the businesses, “I don’t think we should investigate those, her actions were a bit too disturbing.” [break][break]
They had made their first stop, and as the door closed behind them, their ride was gone. Mateo's Macédoine looked to be some fresh hell long before it was visited by Gilda A. Umeko wasn’t sure where her chaos began, and where this bodega’s disorder ended. Ume said nothing to the proprietor as she sauntered her way into the shop. Donning a set of rubber gloves, her eyes went dead set on the comprehensive and well stocked beer aisle. The entirety of the front of the refrigerator was left sticky, glassy, and stinking of stale only partially dried up beer. Getting to the ground as she could stomach, examining the bottom of the adjacent isle, she noticed that there was still plenty of beer pooled under it. Opening an already smashed cooler door, pulling a water filled bottle with its just barely pressed back on top. [break][break]
Handing the disturbed bottle to Dahlia, she finally strode towards the clerk, who was fading in and out. Slamming her hands on the desk, she ensured that they had attention, “Look he–” She had begun, only to be promptly shut down. Raising their hand the clerk explained briefly and rather straightforwardly, the same story that the next six businesses had to offer, only their problems seemed to become all the more unhinged. Nobody was sure where Gilda A had gone after she assailed common decency, but one thing remained ever certain, she was gone. Their path was wildly inconsistent, and following it with the given time stamps required the two to weave back and forth between streets in different parts of town. Their last stop was just across the street from Mateo’s, when dejected, Ume lit an especially glowy cigarette. [break][break]
“Faux Gilda is far too chaotic, after all that we end up at a dead end.” Which wasn’t true, because things were going somewhere: Directly south. Between advertisements a new bulletin flashed alongside the building, one with a far more familiar face: Dahlia, extruding a malicious confidence entirely unseen in the young woman. One detail was absolutely certain to her; this CCTV captured Dahlia’s hair was parted on the wrong side, “Ah… such a bother.” She too had been involved with wanton vandalism and chaos. Immediately taking off her jacket, she threw the oversized article on Dahlia’s shoulders, “Come on, let’s get moving before those machine gun drones show up.”
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Post by Uesugi Umeko on Jan 5, 2024 19:02:59 GMT
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[attr="class","frame144"] [attr="class","lowe14quote"] [attr="class","lowe14quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe14reescroll"] [break][break] “Ue-Su-gi” She guided, helping Hana through the spelling process. Then when confronted with the audacious family crest, Ume let out a slight wry chuckle. It had been awhile, but she did have a passing familiarity, “Ah! Not personally, no… I’m an Uesugi, not one of the Uesugi; I used to get asked about them a lot when I moved to Tokyo, and it usually stopped as soon as I opened my mouth.” She explained, allowing her Tokyo-softened Kansai twang to shine its way through. [break][break]
Her own family, mostly cooks (and occasional shogi players) in Osaka, had found the idea of sharing their family name with stuffy old money amusing. Her uncle often graced her with wildly farcical tales of their fictional great-great-grandfather: A problem gambler who had fallen from their ivory tower and married a farmer’s daughter in Takatori, leading to his exile. [break][break]
Usually reserved Ume had brightened up considerably as the conversation weaved back into filming. Even when breaking a modicum of “Camera, yes, be it a Mitchell BFC or an Alexa 65; I can operate it. I haven't done much formal work in sound mixing, though, I aided with some friend’s student films at most, but most of my knowledge isn’t based on personal experience, only literature. My expertise, overall, lies in camerawork, lighting, blocking, mise-en-scène–the moving picture.” She so cheerily exposited. [break][break]
Filming remained a team endeavor, and a complicated one at that. Ume had no delusions in being a fully fledged expert in every aspect of filming. Nevermind the many missing roles beyond the camera-side film crew technical side: Writers, actors, stunt actors, special effects supervisors. [break][break]
Getting so ahead of herself, she had forgotten her own companion, who rang back to her attention. It was a pleasant surprise to hear her usually so terribly meek friend chime in eagerly, even expressing shared interests she didn’t know they shared, “Ah, Dahlia. You never told me you had an interest in editin’; I can help you learn how to splice analog film.” They had been so busy running from monsters and overcoming increasingly bizarre challenges they never really got the chance to really talk to one another, really, but at the very least, she knew that they both had seen Tremors. [break][break]
Being caught up in all manner of tragedy had put home further away than it already was. She had yet to see what her home had become since she was whisked away to this Earth-Chan’s bizarre hodgepodge of science-fiction and fantasy that was once simply Earth. Wrapping her ahead around the pretty intuitive (and intimidating) concept of Neo-Tokyo, she tried to focus ANTHEM and Hana’s stated intentions. Even if there were gaps in her filmmaking potential, she still had the capability to help, “Ms. Sakuyuki, I would be honored.” She accepted, ready to take the plunge and see what had become of home. Once more, considering her friend’s nerves, she turned to companion, “Dahlia?” [break][break]
But long before they could take a trip across whatever maelstrom consumed the Pacific, they had another person to formally meet. Taking in the rumors brewing as they passed. What little look she had gotten before didn’t do the cart and its occupants justice. Seeing was believing, and even in seeing Ume still failed to believe, no matter how many times she read the speech bubble. Pulling her camera from her inventory, she took a picture of DeeDee's monstrous friends, wondering if they had any acting experience. Luckily, she was hungry, and did, in fact, like tomatoes enough to only eat tomatoes for a meal. With a menu thrusted into her hand, she squinted. A dish in particular stood out to her, one of confounding redundancy and curious potential: “One tomato parmigiana, please?”
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Post by Uesugi Umeko on Jan 5, 2024 7:46:40 GMT
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[attr="class","frame144"] [attr="class","lowe14quote"] [attr="class","lowe14quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe14reescroll"] [break][break] No conclusions thus far, other than accepting the possibility that Gilda 1 and Gilda A were distinct entities. Watching Dahlia, Ume got the impression that something had caught her eye. Umeko had gleaned certain details herself; bracelet placement, lack of a wedding band. She had trust in Dahlia's keen, well-trained eye to pick up on other such details. Together, they may be able put their heads together to form something cohesive. They couldn't stare at pictures all day though, and collectively they had decided to head out. [break][break]
Most of Dahlia’s fears were planted firmly in reason, as far as Motor City was concerned. After being perturbed and exhausted by going down far too many slippery stairs, the two were greeted by the narrow and mostly unwalkable ground level streets. Usually patient, Ume pressed one fist into her waist at the numerous intersections the two had crossed to even get out of the hotel’s parking lot. Her free arm was extended slowly, as to project to Dahlia from an impulse she assuredly would not have. [break][break]
Catching a taxi had proven to be a nightmare. Rogue Gilda A had caused such a “disturbance” in the back of one, leaving most drivers absolutely reluctant to take on new passengers. Ume, forced the issue by transforming part of the street into a lovely day out at the frozen lake as soon as she saw a flash of yellow further up the street. A gleam in her eye, her scheme was set in motion. While a few cars had slipped their way through, they were mostly able to correct. It wasn’t truly a problem until a vehicle attempted to stop. So with the taxi full speed ahead, she fired a bolt of ice into the surface. A geyser erupted, disturbing the cab, bringing it a hard break that forced it to drift in a series of swirls, “Wait here. Do not cross over until I give you the signal. These drivers do not care who they reduce to paste.” [break][break]
Finally, having come to a full stop, it summoned a stream of honks and swears from the passing racers and other assorted drivers. Finding a brief gap, she strode over to the cab, and knocked on the window, trying to get the attention of the shaken, terrified driver. They said nothing, only unlocked the backseat. Ume waited, holding onto the roof tightly while a blast of drivers briefly shot past the street, honking and miraculously swearing all the way through. In the respite between that group and the closing of the lap that would follow, Ume waved Dahlia her way, showing no sign of urgency, "It's safe for a moment. Do hurry, and try not to slip." She curtly suggested, the roar of engines starting faint, swiftly loudening.
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