SHSL Police Chief

Affiliated with Roulette Rampage Reloaded Status: Dead

[shslelectricslide]

[TASK 8] Beep Boop [Akihito&Tetsuo]

Akihito couldn’t believe he was in such high spirits now. It was… really new to him. It felt strange to been feeling this positive about anything. He was laying on his bed, feet hanging off the side and swinging. He stared up at the ceiling, a small blush stuck on his cheeks. Someone likes him.. like.. like likes him. And he liked them back, it was a miracle! He laid there, blushing like a shy school girl. How lame. Akihito was so lame. He sat up, he needed a change of scenery. Something to distract him before his fluttering heart carried him out the window. Except in this case going out the window meant getting sucked into endless dark and scary ocean.

He hopped out of his room and went into the hall, looking around.. who’s room could he visit.. Hey! He could visit Chief! Sure he was.. dead.. but the gizmo thing his ghost was trapped in made it fell like he wasn’t as dead! Ozu went into the Chief’s room with ease.

The first time he came in he didn’t really soak in the sights. He was too busy crying his eyes out. Looking around the room now though… Akihito couldn’t help but let out a light snicker. He walked over to the shelf of figurines, all sorts of anime girls, in gaggles of poses and outfits. Were some of these special edition even? Whoa!..

“Oi, Chief!” he picks up a figure of a green haired anime babe in a school swim suit. “Is this one yer waifu?”

[shslpolicechief]

Tetsuo, or the program that acted in his stead, had not had a visitor for sometime. He had continued to watch as more unfortunate souls joined the ranks of the dead. To think that the game was still being carried on now... In no time at all Sumiko, Kaitaro, Aiko, Terumi,  The Gingerbread Man, Kyo, and... Jiang-Li... They had all been welcomed into the digital world. 

“Even now... I still couldn’t help them...”

The chief figured, with how things were going, he may never see one of his friend’s faces again before the game had finally concluded. Fortunately, however, he would be wrong.

“O-Ozu?! You put Naomi-chan down immediately! It is disrespectful for you handle her so poorly! Er... Wait! N-No! What are you doing here?!”

He found himself unable to control his inner otaku even in this state? He truly was an unfortunate being. Keep it cool, Chief. KEEP IT COOL.

“I’m happy to see you are alright, Ozu... You seem to be in higher spirits than I expected with all that has happened. Tell me, how are the others feeling? ...A-And if you’re looking for an appropriate figure to deem worthy of a ‘w-waifu’ title, perhaps check the girls on my desk. Surely one of them will do.”

[caramoccii]

if only

http://rouletterampagereloaded.tumblr.com/

[shslpolicechief]

[ OPEN ] Justice Never Dies

[shslelectricslide]

It was nice getting to hear the Chief again.. But it was still incredibly saddening. Seeing the Chief’s admirable and powerful form reduced to such a small size on the screen… His words carried the same weight, but Akihito would have liked hearing it a lot more from the original Chief.. not the digital voice reverberating through the speakers..

It kind of felt good to hear he was thinking about him, looking out for him. It was remarkable how they went from perfect strangers to teammates so quickly.. Kaitaro mentioned true friendship couldn’t be forms in such a short time, but what the hell did they know..? And Akihito could relate on the topic of Annie.. if he was in the same position, he doubted he’d be able to stop her either.. He was starting to feel bad from bringing it up now, hearing the pain in the Chief’s voice was getting a little hard to take.

"Eh- A favor? Of course I’m willin’! Ya can count on me, whaddya need?"

[shslpolicechief]

“If things take a turn for the worst again, I want you to gather those that I trusted, Akihito-kun. I want you all to work together as a team to catch the killer. You know who I’m talking about, don’t you?”

He had been gathering those he thought he could make connections with in the outside world to form some kind of special unit, but he ended up making life long friends instead. Still, their skills could be of some use on the chance there is another case. He needed Akihito to have these people on his side. That is... if none of them were the victim...

“When I entered this place I was originally looking for people that would prove to be excellent partners in case I needed them for my rebell-- er... a special project. These people became my friends, and if you can gather them then surely you’ll solve any mystery that stands in your way.”

He nodded enthusiastically, thinking of them all working together like a dream Sentai team. It was beautiful. Everything he ever wanted. This was starting to become some weird fanfiction... He loved it.

“Promise me you’ll get them.”

[shslpolicechief]

[ Sumiko ] Justice Never Dies

[shslvirologist]

"Ah, about that…"

She hadn’t been at the scene of the murder itself for more than a few short moments before Kaitaro had escorted her away (and before she passed out, of course). There had been a tension there, though — an air of ‘something happened’ that she had never really been able to quantify, or get the truth of. Kaitaro, Nana, Kyo, and the Gingerbread Man — Daisuke, now, mustn’t forget — there had been something wrong, there.

"…You might be better off asking somebody else, sorry — but everyone, like… we definitely all worked pretty hard. It would’ve been heartwarming if it wasn’t to catch a murderer."

She’s been wearing a bittersweet smile, but it falls off her face at her last words — and, more, at his order; she would have liked to have been able to laugh about it, but… the image of Antoinette, locks of grey hair falling from her habit at trial as tears streamed down her cheeks as she talked about the funeral rite… it’s too much to joke about. So she avoids the topic, forcing another smile back, and switches tacks .

"No, no, not Oshiro-chan — though she seemed pretty okay with the whole thing, I mean, you know how she is… Yasuda-chan took it the hardest, I think. You should’ve seen her in the trial — she was like, on a mission."

The smile grows a little softer, a little more genuine. “She cares about you a lot, you know? Anyone with half a brain can tell. You two always looked pretty close, to me, even in the papers and stuff. She’s a lucky girl.”

[shslpolicechief]

“I suppose my attempts to hide our relationship with one another, even back then, was thinly veiled.”

He flashed back briefly to all of those unwanted photoshoots by the paparazzi as he arrested Yasuda back in the day. He had been featured in too many articles with her. It was no wonder that they seemed close to others... It probably became clear that he handled all of her cases personally. Ah, well... doesn’t matter now...

“I wish she didn’t have to experience that pain... Ihara-san, will you look after her for me? I know things became tense between the two of you due to that last motive, but... I trust you. I need to know that she is in good hands and remains happy. You understand, yes?”

He smiles and nods to her. He could trust his partner with anything, right? The strange feeling that they had been working together all this time even lingered in the program. It was strange how close one could become with another in situations like this...

“I also... want you to keep working hard. You have to carry the torch for the both of us now, got it?”

[shslpolicechief]

[ KYO ] Justice Never Dies

[shslmyoushu-blog]

Ah, yes… he remembered that mask well. Despite having only been present for a single night in his entire life, the sight of that visage caused vivid memories to surface from the depths of Kyo’s mind. Although most others might have instead opted to question the reason behind this abrupt transition, he instead shut his eyes as a wide grin steadily crept along his face.

"Hmhmhm… heheheheheh.”

He lurched forward and shared in the virtual apparition’s unbridled laughter, as if he truly was newly reunited with a long lost friend. While he never would have acted this way in the presence of Tetsuo, well… what sat on that desk was far from the genuine chief, in more ways than one. He could certainly get away with responding to these hammy theatrics in kind, could he not?

Kyo began slowly circling around the table, idly running the tips of his fingers along the edge of it’s surface as he did. Not once did he break his own gaze away from The Judge’s glare. As soon as he found himself on the opposite end, he dropped himself into the vacant seat and crossed his legs in a show of haughty bravado.

"Rightfully yours, you say? I was the victim of that scenario, not you — do I resemble someone that needs a costumed cretin to run to my aid? Yet still… beating those vandals within an inch of their lives constitutes me as a criminal in your eyes, does it not? Why did you refrain from approaching me, then? Notions of kindred spirits, perhaps? I am touched.”

[shslpolicechief]

“Why, yes! Those scrawny limbs of yours seemed incapable of doing much of anything! A costumed cretin, as you so wonderfully put it, is exactly what a sinner like you needs. None of you understand true justice... You needed me. The world needed me.”

He shook his head at the thought of the two of them being kindred spirits. Disgusting. A peasant like him was just another lamb in need of justice. No one could escape The Judge’s justice... Not even those that attempted to do the same work as him. 

“Your little display of ‘justice’ was mediocre at best, peasant. I simply left you be to pursue another target on my list. Justice never sleeps, boy. You simply made it to the bottom of my list is all... Not to worry, however... I will rectify my mistake now!”

The Judge struck an over the top pose and looked as if he was attempting to leave his small tablet prison. He struggled and struggled until his frustration became embarrassingly clear. 

“Oi! What have you trapped me in, Red Dead Child?! This lack of movement is not at all funny, I will have you know! Release me so that I can serve the justice you deserve!”

[shslpolicechief]

[ Kiyo ] Justice Never Dies

[shsl-senkoe]

Oh god, oh god, was he doing it again? The self-deprecating thing? Who was he kidding, when wasn’t he doing that? Agh… it felt like he’d gone all the way back to square one upon Tetsuo saying that… what an embarrassment. Character development really wasn’t like it was in the movies. He had to continuously work at it and then… maybe just maybe he’d get somewhere. That made sense, really, but… ugh, why did it always look so easy elsewhere?

"Shingen-san…"

Oh god he was crying. This wasn’t supposed to happen. It ruined all the cool points he’d managed to wrack up, if there had been any. He felt like the same old Kiyoyuki but what could he do? More than anything what he wanted to do was to just. Feel the police officer.

"I… I miss you, we all do… it’s not just me… it’s Ozu-san and Yasuda-chan and it’s Iwazumi-chan and I think everyone you know? G-Gingerbread-kun he was laughing but I-I think he was sad. I wanted to t-talk to you so much and I… I never really talked to you like a person because you were a hero… I never even knew how much you’d been through…"

He weeps into his gloves. He knows he can’t keep it up but… but… well he’d hardly been expecting Tetsuo to even be here. Everything he’d been thinking about, regretting, worrying about… it was coming up all in this one thing. With great effort Kiyoyuki wipes off all the tears with the back of his hands and the front alike - anything to speedily erase all the evidence. He chuckles in a bashful fashion.

"Um… sorry… I’m sorry I got overwhelmed… I was…" he rubs the back of his neck. Awkwaaaard.

"Than…ks for being proud of me… I…. I’m… proud you’re proud of me? I think? I mean I’m happy! I’m really happy! I’ll… do my best. I don’t want… to be useless anymore… but uh… Shingen-san I never got the chance to say it so… let me… um… thank you. It’s not just thank you because you were so kind it’s… thank you for seeing me. It’s always just… an ‘Irino’… Tetsuhiro-nii’s younger brother… a famous person… it’s never just Kiyoyuki Irino. But you… always believed in me. And you never laughed when I wanted to get better. You saw me for me. And I’ll never ever forget that."

He bows his head. It’s the only gesture he can think of that works.

[shslpolicechief]

“Kiyoyuki-kun...”

He never expected the boy to have this much respect from the boy. To think his actions had such an impact on him... It would have made the chief feel warm. 

“Do not apologize for expressing your true feelings! It takes bravery to accept how you feel and to express it so freely. I can rest easy knowing that I was able to help you in some way. I’ll never stop believing in you!”

The chief nodded enthusiastically and gave Kiyoyuki his best smile, fueled with the memories he made with his friends. He was no longer able to help them, but it was becoming clear that they were all growing and becoming able to help themselves. A sight like this was truly something special.

“You have a hope within you that is simply contagious. It’s blooming into a power that is truly extraordinary. This potential I see in you... I want you to pursue it and keep becoming stronger. You can do amazing things, Kiyoyuki-kun. Believe in yourself the same way that I do.”

[shslpolicechief]

[ OPEN ] Justice Never Dies

[ultimatehuntsman-blog]

"You’re right, the past is in the past." And they can forget why there were here in the first place. 

They sat down with him, crossing their legs as they adjusted their scarf away from their face. Now that they thought about it, they were more relaxed than ever. As a program, they were safe in here with their friends— they were happy. They were always so aggressive towards life, towards other people. It felt nice to sit down and talk to someone they considered a friend.

"Wha wha whaaaa— are you serious, Shi-chan?" Their eyes sparkled as they reached towards his hair to pull his ponytail out gently. A grin spread across their lips as they laughed, "Yes! Let’s have fun together, first let me braid your hair.." They began to pull out the rest of his braids, combing out his hair with their fingers. Starting on one side, they braided a section of hair, pulling out their own hair ties to secure it together.

Donating their bobby pins and hair ties to the Braid Tetsuo’s Hair Foundation, their own hair was soon a mess as his was done. 

[shslpolicechief]

He stared at his reflection with hollow eyes. It seemed that he felt nothing at all towards his new hairdo... until something sparked within him. His eyes glimmered as a smile spread across his face that was almost childlike.

"Aha! How wonderful! You are quite skilled at this, aren't you?"

He turned his head side to side, admiring Kemono's work. No one had ever done his hair besides himself. It was refreshing to see a new style on his head. He thought that it was time he got to work as well. The chief turned his attention to his friend and took their hair into his hands.

"I apologize. I... ah... Only know how to do this..."

In practically no time at all, he braided Kemono's hair into his own usual style. He turned their head side to side to admire his work. Yeah... this style was totally cool...!

“Aha~! It worked out after all! What do you think, junior chief?”

[shslnakoudo-blog]

((this is my legacy))

[shslpolicechief]

[ EXTRA ] Let's Play || Closed

[nunhavingfun-blog]

     This was bad.

     This was — no, this was beyond just bad. This was unimaginable levels of bad. But as much as Annie wished this all to be a product of awry imagination, she had to face reality. He was losing fluids, fast, he needed medical attention and she was just panicking helplessly.

     A weight on her shoulder somewhat ameliorates her haphazard focus, and she looks up in time to see Tetsuo plead with his words and expression for her to help. The infirmary — that’s right, that’s right…

     She’s got to pull it together.

     Shifting under the officer’s form to best accommodate the height and weight difference, one arm wraps his waste as Annie does her best to support him under the circumstances.

     Their progress is slow, it feels like they’ll never reach the destination in time. Panic fluctuates throughout the nun’s body and mind, staggering her already wavering ability to keep it together. She steals several worried glances to the fading man beside her just to remind herself this is real and she has no choice but to keep going.

     ”Hah — H-Hol…” This was the worst possible moment to get lost in translation. She gives the attempt up quickly, simply resolving to repeat ‘it’s okay,’ over and over.

     After what feels like an eternity their feet cross the infirmary’s door space, and her shaking hands push him to the bed. They then busy themselves frantically pawing at the air and clawing at her scalp, eyes darting around the room with tentative steps taken and then reversed.

     ”What — What d-do… Where…?!”

     She’d never had to administer first aid before, she hardly ever stepped inside this room. What do you do? Even thinking about how useless she was being only fueled her distress, helping nothing.

[shslpolicechief]

He fell onto the bed and rolled over on to his back. The world around him was fading into darkness, but he fought back to the best of his ability. He pressed Annie's habit into his wounds to apply some sort of pressure, but the pain was almost too much to bear. 

"Gngh... An... toin.. ette..."

He looked in her direction, watching her frantically look for something to help. He rose his arm in an attempt to point out bottles and equipment for her to use, but he was becoming too weak. He tried to speak up, but even his voice was giving way. His vision blurred as he tried one last time to reach out to her, but to no avail. It was hopeless... He knew she didn't have the knowledge to treat him, and he could no longer help her.

He looked up to the ceiling and wiped the blood from his face slowly. His eyes... They felt strange. Wet. Was he...?

Tears began to form as he closed his eyes. The chief had failed... He wasn't able to save anyone. He could feel everything he had worked so hard to gain slipping away. His friends, his life, Nana... Everything was fading to black as if it were all just a strange dream. A single tear rolled down his cheek as he turned his head to face the sister one last time. With the last of his strength he reached out, took her hair gently in his hand, and said,

"I... am s.. sorry... Pl... Please f.. forgive... me... An..."

His arm fell limp as the darkness enclosed around him. A few shallow breaths were all he could muster before he eventually became silent. If it weren't for the blood that was seeping into the mattress, the chief may have looked like he had just dozed off... However, he would never wake again.

[shslpolicechief]

[ OPEN ] Justice Never Dies

[shslelectricslide]

He was so happy, so completely ecstatic to see and hear him again. He felt like he had so much to say but not enough time to say it all. He wiped his eyes on his sleeve.

"Khaha! Yeah, yeah, I know! I ain’t been cryin’, I’ve been solvin’ yer mystery an’ shit! Ya shoulda seen it, I found a fuck ton of evidence! Me an’ Annie—" a sudden tightness in his chest halted his sentence. Annie..

"We… we worked together to help you. I.. I’m glad we caught th’ killer. Ya didn’t deserve that…" He danced around that fact that his dear teammate was the killer… it still hurt to accept that.. He still couldn’t believe it. If only They had talked sooner.. if only Akihito had— all this pain and regret filled him up, staring down at the face of his deceased friend. 

"D-damn it! None of this is fair!.. This shouldn’t’ve happened!.. Why th’ hell were ya investigatin’ alone?? I was yer deputy, we should’ve gone together, right? We were a team, right?? We could’ve stopped her, or maybe she’d of heard us talkin’ or.. I could’ve kept ya from gettin’ killed! Yer th’ one everyone admires, ya didn’t deserve t’ die!!…"

[shslpolicechief]

"Of course we were a team... We still are. Don't you understand?"

Tetsuo Shingen was a chief that his men could look up to. They were proud to be under his command, and he treated them as family. His team in this prison was no exception, and he would have been unable to forgive himself. That's why...

"I was trying to defend you BECAUSE you are my deputy. I had handled plenty of bad situations before, and I knew something sinister was just behind that door... I couldn't knowingly put you in danger like that. I wanted to stop them so that no one had to die, but when I saw her... I couldn't do anything. I let her down and I let all of you down as well. I apologize, Akihito-kun."

The pain in the chief's eyes grew more as he spoke. Akihito was right. If he hadn't tried to go alone... If he had just assembled his team... Perhaps the outcome would have been different. But what would have happened to Annie after they had found her...? There was no good outcome to the series of events. A bad end was practically assured.

"I.. Akihito-kun. I want you to do me a favor. Are you willing?"

[nunhavingfun-blog]

"Go die."

[shslpolicechief]

[ KYO ] Justice Never Dies

[shslmyoushu-blog]

A low creak broke the silence as Kyo stepped into the late Tetsuo Shingen’s room. Were this to take place in any other situation, he had no doubt that the police chief would be running to read him his rights for trespassing — but that was sadly no longer meant to be.

Truth be told, he was at a loss as to why exactly he had decided to come here. He supposed that some part of him desired confirmation to a certain fact imparted upon him not long ago, though now that he was at the proverbial scene he found himself unsure. Still, he was never one to deny his own convictions.

Breaking into a slow strut, he began pacing deeper into the room while taking in what cursory sights were available. A NOVA☆CAINE poster? But of course. Fictional memorabilia galore? Goodness, he never would have thought… no, that actually made a fair bit of sense. Kyo briefly wondered if Tetsuo would have enjoyed that sculpture he just recently received.

Such musings were pushed into the back of his mind as soon as he reached the deceased’s desk. He had no idea what to expect upon looking down to peruse the contents… but Tetsuo’s face staring back at him was nothing he would have guessed. Was this some sort of video message? A conference broadcast? Surely not… given the lack of any discernable body language, artificial intelligence was more likely.

"Perhaps not safe and sound per se… but I certainly live to see another day. Hopefully many more, with our colleagues in tow."

He promptly stuck his right hand into his pocket as he raised the left to straighten his tie, absentmindedly flashing the silver ring on his fourth digit as he did. He did not care to admit it, but this was… convenient, for lack of a better term.

"Who would have known that we did not first meet here? Knowing that I had a destined friend across five whole years came to me as quite a surprise… young Mister Judge."

[shslpolicechief]

The program recognized that it was not Shingen who was being spoke to... But another that was deep in the system. The mention of his name causes the smile on Tetsuo's face to fade, and an emotionless husk was left in his place. It only took a moment for the program to pull out that hidden data, and when it did...

He appeared.

"..."

A boy dressed head to toe in sentai garb appeared on the screen, taking the chief's place. He stayed silent, tilting his head side to side, as if to get a better look at the living boy on the other side of the screen. The feeling in the room became tense as the silence grew, until finally...

"Eheheh... Ahahahahahaaa!"

Hystrical laughter erupted from the small device. The "hero" before Kyo shared a voice nearly identical to the dearly departed chief, but the feeling they gave off was entirely different. It was as if a whole other person had come forth. His eyes suddenly began to glow through the mask, making his presence even more chilling than before.

"The Red Dead Child come to pay me a visit. How bold. The last time we met you had just taken the justice that was rightfully mine. How lucky you didn't meet with the end of my trusty bat... State your business, peasant."

[shslbanger]

Miya Iwazumi

[shslelectricslide]

[throws art onto the floor and rolls in it while crying]

[nunhavingfun-blog]

doodles (2)

[ultimatehairstylist]

She’s the giggle at a funeral

[shslpolicechief]

[ EXTRA ] Let's Play || Closed

[nunhavingfun-blog]

     She’s gone too far to back out now. Huddling hypersensitive with every muscle rigid, every atom poised in suspense. 

     Jiang-Li didn’t deserve this. She knew it. But the time for those thoughts has gone.She had to do this. She had to.

      Fingers quiver tightly around the knife’s handle, she hears footsteps and every sense spikes. Closer, closer, wait for the right minute — The click of the door like the shot of a starting gun, the world turns to ice.

               Again.

          Again.

     Again.

     She thrusts the blade through flesh, inhibition muffled under a sharp primal instinct. One wouldn’t do it, couldn’t do it, she had to make sure her lack of strength was compensated for. Eyes squeezed tight to maintain the degree of ignorance necessary for this orchestra. As long as she didn’t see what she was doing, didn’t acknowledge her hands bloodied and caught in murder —

Annie…?

The name echoes through a skull of whitenoise, clearing the fuzz with a single snap as eyelids snap open to see…

     ”..Ah… Sh-.. Shin—” There wasn’t turning back now, the vision stained in her mind. Gaze wanders from the unbelievable sight of her fingers coated in the policeman’s blood to his face, an expression Annie is certain to never forget.

     The horrors slap her into consciousness and she gasps — what was she thinking!? Stepping back she somehow fights the urge to pass out with the instinct to help, lips quivering small silent ‘no’s and ‘please’s as the knife drops with a thud and her hands busy themselves over the policeman’s wounds.

     ”I- I… I-” Acting without thought the nun immediately removes her white habit, pushing it forward as a makeshift bandage.

…Or at least, trying to The panicking nun can only push it towards where she feels the blood poured most and shakily administer to the best of her waning ability.

[shslpolicechief]

The pain happened over and over until eventually his body felt numb. Numb to the knife that repeatedly entered his body. He couldn't believe it. Annie? Of all the people he expected behind the door, she was the last. There was no way he could fight back against her...

"Gh... gack..."

Blood trickled from his mouth and down on to the floor. He was hurt pretty badly, wasn't he? He looked down to see the damage, and his vision immediately became blurry. Everything became a strange mess of white and red. He blinked in an attempt to focus his vision, but it only helped slightly. He could see the gray hair of his companion, and the habit being used as some kind of bandage. She was... trying to help him? She was trying to help him... He understood. She wasn't going to be able to do this alone.

"In... fir... mary... We can.. Ngh!" He hunched over and held his wounds. The pain had returned. Blood was spilling out at a dangerous rate. If they didn't get there soon... He put his arm around the nun and leaned on her slightly. With a weak voice he tried again.

"Infir... mary... We'll walk... together... To the... gahk... Infirmary. Please, quickly..." He turned away from her as he coughed more blood out of his system. He took the first step and looked down to her. His eyes were pleading with her to move. He didn't want either of them to die... This could be avoided. It didn't have to end this way.