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“Heh, it’s about time I got off my ass and found some clues on Old Man Saotome...He’s not gonna kill himself, after all.”
“It’s gonna be Christmas time in a couple of weeks...Hope folks remember to have a safe holiday season, and to pack some heat for any Invaders that try ruining the damn season with their bullshit. Ain’t nobody got time for their shit...Hear that, you damn Invaders?! Fuck off this Christmas!”
thatothercosplayer:
“I know that Getter Rays are a volatile, unstable power source that can be just as harmful as they can be helpful. It truly is evolution, but with all of the baggage associated. Death, extinction, the whole shebang.”
The Hakase scratched the back of her head. “Yep. Man, what I would give to actually be able to peek under the hood…though, I don’t have any desire to go with you. It’s not my world, and the person who makes me feel true happiness wouldn’t be there.”
The computer let out a beep as the data finished compiling. It pulled up a map of Akibahara, showing the Getter Rays as yellow dots superimposed on top. It shifted through several frames, the dots drifting further and further apart as the radiation dispersed.
“Tch. Just as I thought,” Ikura said, biting her lip. “Getter Rays…why are you such a pain in the ass?” She asked out loud, hands already going to work as she entered more search specifications. “Luckily, I know a thing or two about dimensional anomalies. Particles in an area get charged with energy. Lots of crazy chemistry stuff that- at least, under normal circumstances- is total nonsense and completely out of the question. It’s kind of why I love doing this.”
She slapped the enter key, then turned around, leaning against the base of the massive supercomputer. “Hopefully, this whole thing goes over smoothly. There’s kind of an unwritten rule around here is that things will always get complicated, and the complication is usually a monster. Let’s cross our fingers, yeah?”
Monsters as a complication, huh? Well, that didn’t sound peachy...At least Ryouma would have a method of “properly” venting his frustrations if one of those freaks decided to come crawling out of the woodwork, though. But, that map didn’t exactly look promising. If Ryouma’s assumption was right, those yellow dots probably represented Getter Rays...And it looked like they’d dispersed. That probably wasn’t good.
But...To think Getter Rays were literally Evolution itself...That was pretty unnerving. Ryouma was a bit taken back at the fact that Getter Robos ran off of literal Evolution...Yeah, let’s not think about that right now. Ryouma, instead, decided to focus on how Ikura had commented on his world.
“Not like I’d force you to come with me, Hakase. As you know, my world ain’t sunshine and rainbows. It’s a giant, stinky sack of the worst crap in the cosmos...And, maintaining a Getter Machine’s easier than it looks. See, the old man made damn sure we knew everything about the Machines we piloted, and learning the different parts and how to maintain them was a part of our training.
Sure, it sucked massive ass to learn, but it came in handy during the Moon Wars. Saved our asses a couple of times, too. I think he knew it’d probably come in handy, too, so that’s probably why he had us trained to maintain the Machines. And, hell. If any “complications” decide to get in the way, I’m packing some heat that ought to put them to bed pretty quickly. Never hurts to carry a bunch of guns under your coat, you know?”
caveofwanderers:
“Trust me, I’d agree if I were in your shoes… But I’ve been learning since day one… I guess I got the others to thank for keeping me focused– Especially since my first mission was covering Tetsuya’s friend in Sydney… Did I ever tell you that I was in essentially my world’s rebuilt Australia once because of a mission I set out to do personally??”
Sure it wasn’t important right now, but Matt did have fond memories of his time in Mizuha, the 22nd Hierarchical City, it pretty much was build on the foundation of Australia after the Dark War… He didn’t expect it to look so..forest-y though at first glance.
A mission he set out to do personally...? Ryouma wasn’t sure he’d heard this one...Hey, maybe it’d make for a good chat. But, he would admit that Matt’s been growing ever since that day, and he’d come a pretty long way since then. Both as a Getter pilot, and as a man.
For now, though, Ryouma had a story to listen to.
“...Can’t say you have, actually. Mind if I ask for the details, Matt? I’m kinda curious now, thanks to you running your mouth.”
caveofwanderers:
“Well trust me, I was probably more than lucky enough thanks to what you did– Of course you’re also why my getter’s evolved so I suppose I owe you double for that.” you can almost feel his gratefulness in his voice– scratching the back of his head he stopped himself from outright going overboard–
“And yeah, you guys all have been keeping my neck out of trouble and… I seriously appreciate all of that. It has ups, and it has downs, but… I’m never gonna get better if I keep doing the same thing repeatedly, so learning is my best bet.”
“It’s not every day something like that happens, you know...I’d say your Getter evolving like that was a miracle in itself, if you ask me...But, if you weren’t picking things up by now, I’d be kinda worried about how you got this far!”
There’s a laugh as Ryouma comments on how he’d be worried if Matt wasn’t learning anything. He’d meant it in jest, sure, but...He was serious, too. If someone got as far as they did running on prayers, he’d be worried about how competent they were, especially since he was trusting them to watch his back.
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caveofwanderers:
“True.. And of course there’s what Kouji, Tetsuya, and I did to one of their big heads. I’m still a tad surprised with how that went down, personally… Then again, that was while you were missing until fate decided to have you spit in it’s face and save my ass from being a living battery.”
He shrugged– It was so long since those days he brought up, it almost felt like time flew for him in his head, but right now it felt nice reminiscing while cleaning, it made him feel like he was becoming closer with his fellow fighters–
“True, especially considering we have the most amount of means to fight the enemies at large, so you’re pretty much on the dot there.”
“You’re welcome for that, by the way. I didn’t think I’d pop in just in time to save your scrawny ass from ending up like one of those Duracell batteries, but it worked out in the end. Don’t you agree, Matt? And, hey, at least we know what we’re doing. You’ve got all sorts of professionals teaching you stuff in battle, so you’re pretty lucky there.”
Ryouma snorted, pulling a Calorie Mate out and opening it...And then, biting half of the poor bar into his mouth, chewing slowly. He hadn’t thought about that little incident in a long time...And, he’d heard all about that little incident when they’d recruited the Kouji Kabuto of that isolated world, too. It wasn’t the Kouji he had fond memories of, sure, but...It was still Kouji, in the end, even if his Mazinkaiser was bigger and badder than the Mazinger Z Ryouma was used to.
caveofwanderers:
“Yeah, the weather could definitely prove troublesome, especially since it’s likely the enemy would be able to adapt to the climate if they were to ambush us… Well, that’s only in the case of mobile suits, ATs, and other reals that we’ve encountered.”
Matt was too lazy to list every god damn real robot he’s seen, but citing two of the most notable he’s seen would be the best bet. “And I know he has turrets on this thing from the stories I heard… They don’t get used much though I’d imagine considering we have our super robot army supplementing our main forces.
I mean if you could consider all of us on this base the main forces.” he almost said ‘with the exception of One’, but he is NOT jinxing it today.
“Hey, don’t go forgetting that it’s not just enemies that use MS and ATs that can adapt. The remaining Invaders are pretty adaptable, too...And those Myceneans can adapt too, as well as all the Super Robots we’re packing. I don’t like those Mycenean guys none, especially since we thought we took care of them all back in Z-BLUE. But, all we can do is hand their asses to them now. You know? As for the turrets...Never heard about those. Guess it’s because Hayato forgets they exist, or something.”
Ryouma simply shrugs again, shelving the turret thing to poke Hayato about later. It wasn’t like it was common knowledge, after all...Plus, he probably hadn’t used the damn things in ages, if at all.
“Though, you probably aren’t wrong. Outside of Hayato’s little Super Robot Army, we’re the main line of defense. I mean, why wouldn’t we be, with all the firepower we’re packing?”
caveofwanderers:
“Trust me. the less mess we got, the better…! I know dusting webs is one thing, but agreed, leaves would definitely drive us crazy.” the brunet shook his head as he grabbed for the rested broom as he went back to sweeping. “I do agree it is convenient too.”
The pilot did wonder a lot though considering the quiet… ‘When was someone going to show up and attack?’ was one such thought, but concerns like that were brushed aside for the moment, his current worries were sweeping and making sure all of the dust and mess he could nab were taken care of.
“Hey, I can toast to that. The most we have to worry about outside of battles are rain and snow...And maybe hail or sleet. Weather, basically...And maybe sneak attacks from the back or sides of the Tower if we’re unprepared. It’d be nice if Hayato invested in some AA guns, huh?”
Ryouma briefly entertained the same thought, funny enough...But, then he shrugged, and proceeded to smother the poor thought with a pillow mentally. If something came up, they’d take care of it with all the skill they had. So, they’d be fine...Besides, it wasn’t like anything was going to happen, right?
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“Ack– Y’know the only reason I haven’t tried is I’m pretty much sweeping most of the floors today. Maybe when I’m done working I could use it… At least there’s no leaves getting into the air ducts.”
“Hah! That is a pretty big plus, isn’t it? It’s nice not having to pick leaves out of things they have no business being in. Less hassle, too. The Tower’s size really helps with that, doesn’t it? So, it’s convenient in its own way...You know what I’m saying, Matt?”
Ryouma laughs with his reply, taking a seat on the ground as he adjusts his scarf slightly. Might as well watch while Matt does his work, right? It’d be better than sitting around on his ass, doing nothing, at any rate.
||Matt||: "Gods, I'm wondering if there's even an autumn so high up considering the Tower's height. It's just hot on the bottom, cold at the top, with no middle ground."
“Heh, who knows? I doubt it’s ever been brought up before, but if you want an autumn...Why don’t you try using your room’s internal A.C. unit?” Ryouma suggested, smirking cordially at the younger pilot as he ruffled the other’s hair to mess with him...Hey, it was fun to do that.
thatothercosplayer:
Ikura facepalmed. “Oh! Duh! I’m an idiot!! I was kind of fixed upon the ‘now’ for you, that I forgot that you guys had the manuals and specs for the Getter Machines memorized.” She laughed. “Sorry. I’m so used to having to break things down so all the science stuff is a bit easier to process.”
She snickered. “Yeah, a bit hypocritical, I know. Again, sorry, man. I know exactly what you mean. Sometimes, living by your emotions is the way to survive. I don’t think I’d be standing here right now if it weren’t for that.” It was true- the encounter with Hatte Saburo she had earlier in the year came to mind. The Hakase flexed her fingers, already beginning to formulate her battle plan. “You got it. I’m gonna try a rough hypothetical search…”
And there she went, off to the races, fingers flying at…pretty fast speeds, I guess. What? She’s not superhuman. “Given how Getter Rays are so powerful, I shouldn’t have to search too hard…just need to eliminate all the common stuff from the search.”
There was a brief moment as she reached back to rub the back of her head. “Getter Rays seem to behave in a manner similar to radiation, so I’m expecting them to have spread out by now.”
After tapping the enter key, Ikura leaned against the console some as the search results began to compile. One of these days, she was going to have to find a way to get a satellite of her own into orbit, instead of just borrowing others. Or maybe a few other ones. Still…there’s a lot of junk in space. So…maybe not. She tapped her chin. She’d have to think about that later.
“Still, this is gonna be like trying to grab water out of a pond- I might be coming up with a few, but since I don’t know the exact behaviors and other info about Getter Rays, this might take a moment.”
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Meanwhile, upstairs, Keiko tapped the end of her fork against her plate. “Well…there’s definitely not gonna be any customers today, I get a feeling.” She dropped it on her plate, huffing. “Honestly. Why did I even bother trying to get Ikura something nice, when literal actual Ryouma Nagare stumbles in through the fuckin’ door,” she grumbled.
“Should we go check on her?” Hikaru asked. “I mean, things did get a bit tense there.” The younger woman rocked on her heels a bit, something something fanservice.
“She’ll be fine,” Yuna said. “Today’s her day. I’m alright with being unfocused on today…” She puffed her cheeks. “…though hopefully October goes better this year!”
There’s a snicker from Ryouma at Ikura’s comment at how she was used to breaking things down. Hypocritical it might be, but hey, if it was normal for her, who was someone like him to judge? That’d just be pretty scummy of him to do, wouldn’t it? Still, at least they’d gotten to the point they could make progress without him being an ass, or her rightfully protecting herself from his being an ass.
He was impressed at how quickly she went to work, though....That said, Ryouma simply decided to park his ass on the floor. It was better than nothing, and he wasn’t about to go touching things that might not be meant to be touched. That’d just be bad manners, even if there were chairs around...Besides, it gave him a chance to take his pistol apart and make sure it still worked.
“That’s right. Getter Rays are a type of radiation, like you noticed, and their power makes them perfect for powering something like Getter Robo...Or Shin Getter. I’m not an expert on it like the old man was before he cracked, but he mentioned something about Getter Rays being related to Evolution, or something, once.”
Though, Ryouma only piloted the latter Getter Robo once...So, he didn’t know all that much about it. He could wait for a little longer, though, even after his little speculating episode there...After all, once he was back home, he had a job to do. And, a mad scientist to kill. And, Ryouma did wave off Ikura’s comments before with a grin. Hey, it wasn’t like she was aiming for the throat with them, right? He could write it off as friendly ribbing.
“As for that little mixup about the whole routine you’re used to, don’t sweat it. It’s not like I look like one of those gearheads that maintain the Getter Machines, you know. Folks like old Shikishima, you know who I mean?” He’d probably apologize to Shikishima...Later. It wasn’t like the old fart cared, after all. He was probably nutty enough to laugh along with it and go right back to whatever he was up yo.
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Ikura nodded, listening to Ryouma explain about Hayato. While she knew all of this, of course, it was still cool just to even be talking to the Getter Pilot.
She grinned. “I’ll send my regards to her, then. She’s a hell of an engineer; fights ghosts for a living. Also my best friend.” Standing up, Ikura stuffed her hands in the pockets of her coat, briefly watching Ryoma and nodding when he followed gun safety rules.
“If you’ll follow me,” she began, moving over to a wall in the back of a Cafe. She stopped, looking at an old framed photograph. It was her, KozKoz, Hakase Hiroyo, and the Akibaranger team. Briefly smiling, she lifted the frame up and hit the button behind it.
The wall to the left opened, revealing an elevator. Stepping in, the doors closed once Ryoma had joined her.
“Around here, things are a bit….crazy. Monster influxes are an annual thing, practically, and it’s been going on to various degrees since, oh….1971 or so.” The doors opened, and she stepped out into the Actual Secret Base.
It was apparent now just how handy Ikura was; between the supercomputer, the high tech engineering lab, the test room, and the super cool motorcycle on the far end of the Actual Secret Base, she had to be some kind of engineering whiz. “Alright, let’s see here,” she said, going over to the computer. “I’m probably going to have to pick up on…the stuff. It occurs to me you’re not really the technical type.”
Ryouma silently leafed through the pamphlet as the elevator went down, noting that it answered things like how Ikura knew who he was, among other things...Personally, he couldn’t care less that he’s fictional in this world. He exists, and that’s all he cares about. Of course, he also picked up on things like how she’d commented on annual monster influxes, and things like that.
Though, it was when they arrived into the actual Secret Base that Ryouma decided to give it his undivided attention. It looked pretty spiffy, he had to admit, and that motorcycle...Damn, that was one beauty right there. He wouldn’t mind getting one like that once the Invaders were dealt with, and once he’d killed Dr. Saotome. Hell, it might be fun to zoom down a highway at 90 km/h.
Though, he got a bit of a smirk at Ikura’s presumption that he wasn’t really the technical type. Sure, he didn’t look it, but Ryouma was proud of how much he knew about the Getter Machines, both from his training and his time in the Moon Wars. It was a huge point of pride for him, actually.
“Hey, don’t write me off just yet, Hakase. I’m one hell of a pilot, you know, and I could probably take a bunch of chumps down pretty easily. So, yeah, I’m good at physical stuff, but I’ll have you know that I’m also trained to use all of the Getter Machines, though I prefer using the Eagle, myself, and I even know how to maintain and repair a Getter Robo. Just who was it that asked me not to underestimate her on her looks, huh?
I might not understand everything that might come out of your mouth, I admit, but I’m no hotblooded dumbass either. I just prefer living by my emotions, you get me? Now, what sorta stuff are you thinking to pick up? If you don’t mind me nosing in, would you be able to scan for Getter Rays as a starting point? That might make things sort of easier, you know?"
thatothercosplayer:
Ikura crossed her arms, invoking the spirit of one Noriko Takaya. What? Getter isn’t the only Super Robot anime she’s ever watched. If anything, Gunbuster holds a special place in her heart simply because it has a female protagonist who’s capable of kicking as much ass as her forebearers.
“‘course. I’m not gonna rush you, don’t worry.” She sat back down. “Just because your image has been tarnished doesn’t take away from what you did while the Getter Team was active. Not to mention…you’re not exactly home, are you? Fallen or no, you’re still one in my eyes.”
The Hakase lets out a small ‘heh’. “That’s the spirit. Don’t worry, we’ll get things sorted out. Don’t let looks deceive you- I’m pretty smart.”
...Don’t judge a book by its cover? That was an old proverb Ikura was referencing, wasn’t it? Ryouma knew better than to judge by appearances, though...That was partly because of how he felt towards Hayato, if he had to be honest. Even after he’d revealed his reasons for framing Ryouma, it didn’t make things so his framing of Ryouma didn’t happen. If anything, it only twisted the knife further...Ryouma had trusted Hayato, as his friend, and he’d been framed for his trouble.
If he ever forgave Hayato, he’d never forget it...That betrayal was something that was burned into Ryouma’s memories, after all. That, along with the accident that’d claimed Michiru Saotome’s life...He needed to get his mind off of this, now.
“...Trust me, I know all about knowing not to judge people by their looks. Hayato gave me plenty of reason to know better.” He’d just leave it at that as he ate...Though, a few minutes later, Ryouma had neatly finished his cake off with a hearty burp. Whoever made the cake knew their stuff, he had to admit. That was one hell of a delicious cake.
“’Scuse me...Compliments to the baker.” Ryouma chuckled, before moving to stand...And pull a handgun out, only to remove the clip and pocket both it and the clip. “Now, let’s get going, Hakase. My business ain’t something that’ll just wait for me to finish it...But, you probably know that already. Also, uh, sorry for crashing the party, ladies. A person’s stomach is a bitch to deal with, as you probably know.”
And, while he was at it, he’d probably leaf through the pamphlet she’d given him earlier. He’d neglected to look at it earlier, so...This was as good a time as any to give it a read. Right?