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@shadowpaw-shiba
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"Ooooooh shit. Look at you. Bark & Bite." The teasing grin & tone was just something that Jingo was gonna have to get use to, Flex was Flex at the end of the day. "Well, shit, Jingo. Don't get me wrong, you're still 'Lil Bro' but...I peak the vibe."
He leans back with his hands up. He appreciated the teen for speaking up for himself⸺and Flex was no stranger to the annoying feeling of thinking no one takes you seriously. He liked Jingo, so he wasn't going to do him like that.
"17. Ha. That's the age I was when I left home & hit the road solo style. Made my first hit a few months later..." His arms cross. "And look at you, head above water & can run paws with some of the best of em'. You'd do well workin' for G.U.N."
Was this to suggest Jingo reminded Flex a lot of himself?
They did have a similar fashion sense. Jingo had already noted that when they first met.
❝ I've actually been living on my own since my Master died. ❞ Is it obvious to Flex that Jingo is a martial artist? He's not sure, the fox had never seen him in his full ninja gear complete with his iconic red mask.
In any case, seeing how Flex turned out, maybe there was hope for a little canine in a big world after all.
It was worth noting that Tosahiro didn't just die, he was explicitly violently murdered and Jingo wasn't even there to see it happen.
Tosahiro lived the life of a shinobi, and as one he'd made many enemies in his time, anyone of them could of been the old hound's murderer, Jingo's one lead wasn't even reliable, at the time he was running on fumes and adrenaline, Jingo had a lead, but his heart needed it's time to grieve.
❝ Gun? ❞ Jingo blinks. ❝ You want me to work for firearms? ❞
@shadowpaw-shiba ❝One of my best friends is actually a human, you can totally fine good ones that are kind, I think I lean more towards thinking they're generally awesome than not.❞
"That's cuz you're a good kid, lil bro. You can get along with anyone." He gives a shrug. "And you right, I guess there's some good ones out there..."
"But like... why they LOOK like that, y'know? ...Minus some of the women, I guess..."
❝ —Hey, I've been meaning to tell you, can you quit talking to me like I'm 12? I'm turning 17 in a couple months. ❞
Do to his Beastling biology he actually ages more like a human and less like a dog.
Point is, he feels like he's being talked down to by Flex, and not respected as the precocious young man he is.
A young man who's went through the loss of his late master, had to grow up way faster than he should on account of that, and currently has 2 jobs.
"Yama-come again?" His ears flicker once. Flex had been on the road the past 2 years, and while he hasn't exactly seen the entire planet, the name of--whatever country that was, didn't sound familiar. "Nah, kid, sorry. But hey, no problem--"
"You just rang into the coolest MF in town. Know this place like the back of my hand." Mostly. "Welcome to Empire City! Place can be a little rough from time to time, espically with Eggman's bitch bots hangin' around, but don't sweat it! Stick with me kid & you might just survive."
Hell yeah! Jingo couldn't wait to explore around town with this guy!
❝ Sounds like my kinda town! ❞ Jingo wagged his tail even harder now, the thing was actually making noise at this point with how forcefully it's cutting through the wind.
Although, now the little shiba is curious about a couple things, namely:
❝ Eggman's.. uh ❞ He is a dog, he's allowed to say bitch. ❝ Bitch bots? Who's Eggman? ❞
❝ You mind if we walk and talk? ❞ Jingo wanted to see as much of Empire City as he can as soon as possible.
@fennecflex answered ────────────────────
Jingo didn't pay too much mind to Flex owning the look, everyone had their personal bias deep down, —even Flex's shoes were cool. Jingo had been staring down at those bad boys admiring them.
❝ I'm Jingo, it's super nice to meet you... hey, uh... mind telling me what's "around here"? ❞
❝ I'm kinda from— ❞ Another planet. ❝ —out of town, ya ever heard of Yamato? ❞
“Uh, Foxy said there was a dog here dressed as a ninja or somethin’…”
Freddy blinked as he came to a stop in the dining area, worriedly staring at Jingo.
“…y-you don’t look too good, buddy. Are y’ ok?”
@freddyfczbear I couldn’t resist, man XD
The 4-foot canine literally hadn't stopped talking.
❝ ⸻And—and—and now the—but—but the body—bodies in the suits, now the murderer's on the loose. ❞
❝ William Afton and—and the kid's soul take over Freddy Fivebear, so he becomes Freddy Fivebear, but he's still controlled by William Afton, but also still a kid ghost. ❞
❝ So that he looks like Freddy Fazbear, but he's actually just a kid in—in the—in front—inside of the Fred— ❞
@shadowpaw-shiba sent:
❝ At least they didn’t give birth to… Freddy Fazbear. ❞
❝ Because if you give birth to, Freddy Five bears, he comes out and he says “hor hor hor hor hor hor hor hor hor hor.” ❞
❝ And then he kills Michael Afton, or he tries to do it along with his friends Bunny the Bonnie, Chica the Kitchen, Foxy the… Fox Pirate rawr, and Yellow Freddy, who’s yellow and weird. ❞
❝ And- but it’s not their fault. It’s all because William Afton one day was like “Hi I’m gonna murder people, rah.” So he murdured kids, but he was also a yellow bunny and he was like “Hi I’m a yellow bunny, I’m-a kill you.” Because he had a daughter who had like remnant gone from her. So he was like “If I kill kids, I’ll put them in the suits.” So that it’s not- it’s not Freddy Fivebear fault, it’s Purple Guy fault. And that’s why you don’t give birth to him. ❞
unprompted.
. . .
❝ I think ye had a bit too much t’drink, lad. ❞
Can he even drink legally? He's not sure.
❝ This one guy, William Afton, he—he took, he took a Freddy Fazbear. He built a Freddy Fazbear. ❞
❝ And then he took a kid, and he murdered him! RAH! ❞
❝ And then, you know what he did? He—he put the kid in the Freddy Five—Freddy Five anim—animatronic. ❞
❝ And the kid, the ghost, the souls, the soul of the kid, it took over Freddy Fivebear— ❞ ──────────────────── This is gonna go on for quite some time if Foxy doesn't stop Jingo from running his mouth.
"You, dog. You're not like one of those filthy street dogs, are you? Because that's totes gross. Make sure you wipe your paws." // junko
❝ .... ❞ —His paws are VERY CLEAN thank you very much.
❝ Care to revise that last statement? ❞ Jingo said pretentiously.
❝ I don't got fleas either, I was smart enough to put all this gear on wasn't I? Don't'cha think I'm smart enough to shower? ❞
Jingo couldn't wait till the fashionable blonde saw him outside of his current ninja persona, Jingo's red mask didn't carry with it a new name identity or anything, he was still just Jingo with or without the mask, —but he was a dog that cleaned up well if he does say so himself.
" Nya. "
Spoke the building sized, glowing golden cat-
—Holy moly that sure is a lot of cat to bark at.
Jingo's not sure he has the lungs for this one.
❝ Anyone else wanna tag in for this one? Even I have my limits. ❞
Humanity was on it's own to deal with the giant feline kaiju with the face of an Italian plumber on it.
The ShadowPaw is currently in the process of turning the other way, as it's headmaster Jingo speaks for everyone who practiced the martial art.
"A Ninja? . . . ."
Roth squints as he takes several moments to process Jingo's appearance. He even pulls out comically thick coke-bottle glasses he has absolutely no use for.
"A DOG NINJA?!?!"
❝ .... ❞
Technically he's not a— nevermind.
❝ Yeah... ❞
❝ I like karate... and I was born this way, don't make it weird. ❞
At this point Jingo was more confident in himself and his beastling body, he used to have a complex about his appearance/species but now such a thing has solidified into a palpable indifference.
Frankly Jingo believed it should of evolved into this a long time ago, but when being human was seen as the default even on Borba, body dysphoria was easy to slip into.
Even the birds go quiet as Neku processes that "...he did WHAT?!"
Trashed it? Like, destroyed the place trashed it? Why would he even do that? Joshua's an asshole but he didn't just go into people's houses and kick the shit out of things!
IS THERE EVEN STILL A DOJO???
"Why?! How?? Are you okay!?"
Does he need to cover the cost of whatever Joshua destroyed? There's no way in hell Joshua's gonna pay for damages so if Jingo can't afford it that responsibility presumably falls to him
The joys of being Joshua's Proxy
❝ I'm fine, Dojo's seen better days though. ❞ Jingo wasn't mad at Neku anymore, all of his ire was now directed at Joshua and his emotional manipulation, —where the dog now realizes it always should have gone in the first place.
❝ I'm not even sure if he's aware he trashed the place, I think he was just playing around with his weird powers. ❞ ────────────────────
That dojo was scared, it's been around longer than anyone had ever remembered, the founding Oni of ShadowPaw would be rolling in his grave seeing the sorry state the dojo was in now.
As the main frontrunner keeping this martial art alive and current headmaster of the ShadowPaw Dojo, Jingo had a duty to get the Dojo looking as good as new as soon as possible.
Tosahiro's study especially, it shouldn't be looking the way it currently looks under any circumstance. The sanctity of that room helped Jingo cope with his late master... no longer being here to talk to.
"Yeah Joshua's a dick but...I don't think he wants to destroy Shibuya anymore? Nobody was stopping him by the end of all that. And its still here so..."
He's just glad Jingo isn't mad at him anymore...and also that people aren't staring at him now. He shudders remembering how many eyes were on him a few moments ago
He follows Jingo's gaze up to the skyline. He really almost lost all of this didn't he? But Joshua had changed his mind. That fact gives Neku hope that someday he can get the boy to stop being...as much of an asshole
He shakes his head and looks back down at Jingo "So, I think I already know the answer, but how did meeting Josh go?"
❝ ⸻Before or after he trashed my Dojo? ❞
Jingo folded his arms, mirroring Neku's body language.
Honestly, he was just gonna let the weight of that hang in the thick Shibuya air for a moment.
Not only was the dojo a complete mess now (Jingo hadn't even had time to clean it all up, he's doing more work on the place tomorrow) but many of the ancient scrolls and Yamatan artifacts in Tosahiro's old study have taken damage, possibly insurmountable damage.
Outside of the things bigger, older, and more important than Jingo's mortal life, his game consoles had not been spared Joshua's gravitational wrath.
No more online Terminal Killocity with Shai, no more Brain Cat, Rain Forest Demolition II, Doomed, Demontower, Caveman Auto Thief, —the list can literally go on.
Bolt groaned and scowled at Jingo. “I don’t have powers. There’s no need to insult me, and I have nothing I need to prove to you. I live as a house dog now, but I was brainwashed into thinking I had powers for my entire life.”
❝ What's that supposed to mean? ❞ Without context Jingo's not sure he entirely gets what the little 4-legger was trying to say.
Hikoro had kinda created combative energy among the 2 stranger dogs, it was gonna take a very kind soul deflating the situation for these 2 not to get into a fight.
A verbal one rather than a physical altercation, —though whichever one came first was anybody's guess.
Place your bets.
@scperbark, @shadowpaw-shiba
"Now, now, calm down, ladies. Settle down. You're both beautiful."
❝ I have to meditate every day to keep my powers under control. ❞
❝ —That other dog wouldn't know discipline if it slapped him in the face. ❞
Neku walks with Jingo through the West Exit Bus Terminal and into the Station Underpass. Spending that time trying to think of how to explain all of...that
"Okay" he sighs as there finally away from prying eyes "Someone told you about what happened in the Room Of Reckoning. And I'm guessing it was Joshua"
There were slim few others who knew about it, and Jingo has the same look on his face that he always has after talking to the blonde
"I'm not sure what he told you exactly, so I'm just going to start from the beginning. I never wanted to destroy Shibuya. That was what Joshua wanted to do. He started a...basically a bet with his Conductor to decide the fate of the city, and he chose me as his Proxy"
He looks towards the start of the Shibuya River nearby, where the two had met
"So, technically, I almost destroyed the city. But Joshua never fucking told me what was happening until I'd already defeated the Conductor! Which I did cause he was trying to mind control the entire city and turn it into a hivemind!"
He pauses for a moment "And...we were also trying to find and take down the Composer at the time to bring back Beat's sister. It was a whole mess"
❝ Wait, —time out. ❞ Neku wasn't kidding, that seriously was a lot.
Despite the confusion, Jingo had all the motivation to approach an understanding of what happened one thing at a time.
❝ So Joshua, the blonde, he was just... stringing you along? ❞
Just like he strung Jingo along, just like he'd filled Jingo with all this confusion and grief.
Goodwill was hard to come by, but Neku had Jingo's goodwill, Jingo believes everything Neku is saying even if he doesn't understand some of the terms.
❝ Sounds to me like Joshua's the only one who wants to see this place burn then. ❞ ────────────────────
Jingo looked out towards the city skyline, even he's learned to appreciate this place, it reminded him a lot of Kamakura City back on Borba. Elbow to elbow population density, fights, poverty, the highest highs and the lowest lows.
There was a lot of opportunity in Kamakura, everyone stretching to have their voices heard and not get lost in the crowd.
That's what this place was wasn't it?
An urban jungle.
❝ .... ❞
Jingo was really glad Neku wasn't a bad guy.
Neku only has a few seconds to be stunned before an immediate and visceral discomfort washes over him as people start to stare
"Okay. First of all" he whispers "I never wanted to do that. But can we talk about this-" he looks around "somewhere private?"
He's finally got an idea what Jingo's on about, and that's gonna be a long conversation that he'd really rather NOT have in front of a crowd of pedestrians
Partially because the story would sound insane to random people passing by, but also because he feels like he's going to either start screaming or vomit from the sheer amount of eyes on him right now
"People are staring, and I think I'm gonna throw up"
❝ ... ❞
Fine, he'll honor the ginger's privacy, that is the ShadowPaw way, —discipline, honor, respect.
Jingo walks with the human wherever he wanted to go that was private and to his liking.
He never wanted to do that? Erase the whole of Shibuya? Jingo was willing to give Neku the benefit of the doubt, he'd initially thought the superpowered blonde kid was lying after all, but that still didn't explain why someone would spread such lies about Neku. ────────────────────
Jingo gave the boy a look, beckoning Neku to talk once they had achieved his desired privacy.
Maybe he really is just hungry? Or, more likely, he was just also hungry when he came here. Neku smiles awkwardly and fully extends his arm to let Jingo take the nugget from his hand
He's holding the nugget pretty loosely, since he isn't...entirely certain if Jingo's going to grab it with his hand or snatch it with his mouth
He looks over at Shibuyuku Stationside, where he'd just gotten these nuggets from, and his smile turns more genuine and a bit amused as he looks back at Jingo
"If I get you your own box will you just tell me what you're mad about?"
*pant* *pant* *pant* *pant*
What he's... mad about?
What he's... ────────────────────
*Jingo shakes his head* —snapping himself out of it.
❝ Gah! Don't distract me! What's this I hear about you wanting to destroy this city? ❞
Jingo said out in the open, in earshot of about 15 citizens behind him.
That was certainly a head turner, the equivalent of saying the word "bomb" in an airport.
Suddenly the ginger boy and his strange blue dog had become the center of attention.
Since Jingo was looking forward at Neku, the shiba was blissfully unaware he'd caused a scene behind himself.
