Shocker Still Lives

Currently Indy, rp blog for Great Leader from Kamen Rider [set in the present day as main verse, will do any different version of him as requested]

[thingsforrp]

             ɪ'ʟʟ ᴛᴇʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟʟ ʜᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴏʀʏ ᴇɴᴅs                                              ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ɢᴜʏs ᴅɪᴇ                                                                ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀᴅ ɢᴜʏs ᴡɪɴ

[perpetua-anima]

~

“One like this?” He used his free hand to tap on the hilt of his blade, slightly pulling it up t reveal its blade. Despite that, his expression was none of hostility but rather more of surprise.

“My apologies,” he said as he stepped back, just out of range of both his wooden and steel tempered blade. “For some reason, my body moved on its own. Instinct, perhaps? I am not sure. I wouldn’t call it paranoia and something I intended either.”

It would seem that way as he was really simply just walking by when he had randomly took out his weapon and attacked the other. “I really don’t know how to explain it otherwise.”

[therootofallevilthings-blog]

♅

     Looking at the blade Great Leader simply looked him over before a slight tilt of his head. “What a sense of instinct you have to know to attack me on sight without even knowing who and what I am.”

     Was the man complimenting the other for his reflexes?

     That’s what it seemed like, even as a grin went across his lips. “Though I’d compliment you more if I was actually worth attacking at his point of time.” He decided to add even as he looked a bit off to the side as he thought about it.

     All he could do was teleport in this city, wasn’t it? Not all that much, but he did have a possible ally for a while... At least he was soon going to have a very useful and devoted ally to fuck up this city when he was ready to finally put the nail in it.

     “Mind giving me a name human like boy?”

[freelancechameleon]

~

“What? No, ‘course I don’t. I agree completely!”

“Well, Princey’s cool and Kris is okay, but the rest are trash.”

[therootofallevilthings-blog]

♅

“Sure there can be a few minor exceptions to the rule, but isn’t there with anything?”

“I’d rather avoid them if they weren’t such a nice source of fun to screw around with.. plus they can be useful as tools I suppose.”

[hxgure]

「 therootofallevilthings 」

                   ⊰☠⊱ — There something… unpleasant. Someone steadied their heavy gaze on his frame, cold and hard. Dead fish eyes roved, sweeping past the curious gazes that whizzed by, landing on the observer– his eyes were crinkled with repugnance. Oh, that’s familiar. 

          Pursed lips would slant, tugged into a languid smirk– a dry, low chuckle reverberated within his throat. Either this man wanted to deal with something personal with him or perhaps he was just like every other Normal he encountered, glaring at him because of what he was. WIth a cant of his head, the deaf Tagged steadied a curious gaze on the male as he arched a brow, silently questioning him.

[therootofallevilthings-blog]

♅

What a size. What a unique man. What a unique being.

How useful.

That would be if he had the resources he had back home. He hadn’t rebuilt them quite yet in this city as much as he tried to work towards it. He’d have to think of something else since this current plan wasn’t going to come to tuition as much as he wanted it to, after all, he’d need a way to make it happen.

So instead, he’d try something else. His nose squished a bit in disgust as the fact he had to even go this kind of route. Oh but whatever. He’d need to learn he supposed.

Taking a few steps towards the giant of a man he tilted his head, that same disgust a bit more evident on his face from the closeness between the two men.

“...You got something to say?”

The words were sharp as he tried to hide the desire to smirk. Trying to make it seem like it’s this other man who caused the beginning confrontation and not himself and his own staring.

[changemantis-deactivated2015121]

Can Monsters Fear?

therootofallevilthings

[♥] There was something wrong, and all instincts in his mind seemed to be in sync. Fight defend fight–he had plenty of time and practice to repress such urges, but there also arose the question of what caused the sudden shift.

Hajime knew better than to ignore such feelings, which is exactly why he stepped to the side of the sidewalk, immediately casting a sweeping gaze around the few pedestrians simply wandering along their own lives.

He would have noticed if he was being watched. He knew that for certain, and yet there was some unshakeable feeling. Despite the way he knew not to ignore anything, it was becoming more and more apparent that there was simply nothing.

It was time to attempt to shake his head clear, apparently. Until one certain figure gave him a strange pause and he frowned, eyes unwavering as he observed him–not even attempting to be subtle.

[therootofallevilthings-blog]

♅

What an interesting day it was. It was like yet another bunch of Riders came and enter into this city. It was really the best place for him to have ended up. After all, it gave him a brand new playground to mess around inside of and try to control.

And it meant a nice meeting chance to meet some of the Riders that he hadn’t gotten to meet very directly before and this seemed to be one of those situations.

Having lived to the current year of his taking, 2015, he did know of all the adventures the fighters had taken up until the modern day even if he didn’t personally mess around with them, but this gave him a chance he’d be hoping for.

To deal with a being, by design, not so much unlike himself.

Though at first he didn’t realize today he had gotten such a chance until he turned his attention to the feeling of being stared at that twisted his head in the direction of a familiar man. “Chalice~?”

Though the word was nothing ore than a whisper off of his lips the grin was not as hidden from his face as he grinned at his opportunity. His luck. “My, my. I didn’t expecting to be drawing the attention of strangers today.”

With a small waltz over to him he leaned forward a tad and stared back at his partial stalker. “You enjoy staring at me?”

[tataraxx-deactivated20180417]

                                                   【 ＴＨＩＳ  Ｗ Ｏ Ｒ Ｌ Ｄ  Ｉ Ｓ  ＣＲＵＥＬ 】

                                                      ｂｕｔ

                                          【 ̱Ｉ̪̰̻͍ ̖̬̯͍̝̥ͅ ＡＭ͈̝͚ ͓͉ ̤̲̩̳̣̖̺Ｔ̫̙̫͎̬Ｈ̦͎͎͇̻͉Ｅ̪͔͕̯ͅ ̪̙͖̮̟̤̭ ̯̥̲̹̳̜Ｃ͎ͅＲ͉̻͖̘͚ＵＥＬ̭̗̲͈̭͔Ｅ̫̪̥͇̠̠̲Ｓ͖̱͚̼͈Ｔ̗̮̰ ̩̠͖̼̬̫͉ ̟̹̜͔Ｏ͚̥̲Ｆ ̲̣͖̻͖ͅ ̳̰̲̗̰̹̺Ｔ͚ＨＥ̫̬ͅＭ̻̩ ̮̤ ͉͙͇Ａ̼͚̣͈̼̟ＬＬ͓͓ 】

[freelancechameleon]

therootofallevilthings liked for a starter

“Sorry… what was that you were just saying about humans?”

[therootofallevilthings-blog]

♅

“Sorry do you find something wrong in what I said? Here let me repeat myself. Humans are worthless trash as a species.”

[perpetua-anima]

Instinct. Having sharp ones can be good but it can also be bad. Especially in an area such as this. If it were a place of only humans and animals, it would have been fine. However, in a place where you can barely guess who is human and not, it was different. It didn’t matter if they were limited or not, there was always that nagging feeling that would simply tap you on the shoulder and say, ‘this person is dangerous’ or ‘this is a powerful being’.

Sometimes, it was as simple as that. Other times, one overreacts and swings a wooden sword at the face of a person they simply come across the street.

therootofallevilthings

[therootofallevilthings-blog]

♅

     What in the hell has caused me this bad luck? All the poor (can you really call him poor?) man could think of was just different versions of why when he got a wooden sword hitting him on the head. At fist he kind of just stood there as he got hit. Sure he might have been able to block it or something, but his mind was elsewhere before this moment. His mind was concerned on how a certain plot was going.

     Not on the man swinging a wooden sword at him out of no where.

     “I hope you normally don’t wield a steel bladed sword otherwise I’d have to be concerned for anyone who ever crosses your path. . . Why all mighty have you attacked me with your sword!”

[aste-eres]

Kitty finds a new toy

[aste-eres]

~

A look of innocent hurt crossed the ancient’s face as she sighed. Though now her mind was working full strength. Normally she would just crush them with her sword, but looking back to the wooden sword she needed to change her strategy as she looked to the side trying to read the person before her.

“I’m sorry… you seemed like a nice guy I thought I might just play a little game”

Innocence, naivety, Kitty was good at pretending to be an angel. She would then sigh as she got to her heels:

“Least you’re a demon, then I’m afraid you’re not part of my group. I believe in giving chances, but Michael would not be happy if I let a demon leave”

She looked to the other, something was off about him but she could not place her hand on it. Still the same ‘nice’ and ‘polite’ behavior that was expected of an angel, or at least dare she say a saint.

[therootofallevilthings-blog]

♅

     Taking another bite of his popsicle he scowled a bit. Damn this guy he was pretending to be and huge attitude issues. He needed to lighten up. How does he get anywhere like this?

     “I guess since I’m not a demon you can leave me alone.” He stated, pointing the half eaten popsicle at the girl. This was a bad lesson for the old man. He’d need to edit his disguise so he only acted like this around people who knew Ankh, but he might as well keep up the act for now.

     Maybe if she hit some nice ‘points’ on ankh he might calm himself a bit so they can just regular old talk. Damn why did this ass he was using as a disguise have to be such an ass-hole?

     “I don’t know what gave you the impression I’m some good guy. Unless you plan on buying me popsicles I don’t want anything to do with you.” Upon that he took another bite and paused. “So you going to or should I keep walking little missy.” His words were a tad softer in that last sentience as if hoping if he was a slight big nicer that meant he’d get what he wanted.

[therootofallevilthings-blog]

An Evil Plot || Drabble

♅

     Weapons, abilities, powers, strength, forms. These were the things limited and taken away by the scientists who brought people into this city. This didn’t seem to include items on their person that were not of those sorts. This is what gave Great Leader an evil idea.

     An idea that’d completely destroy the poor X Rider emotionally to a point he might never recover.

     Being whom and what he was, this meant he had a lot of prototype things that he needed to test. Sensitive material that had to be protected until developed completely.

     Many of these things the man kept on his own person these days since it was the easiest way to get them from base to base for processing and because he liked to keep a check on his work more directly unlike the old days. Though it meant he hardly got sleep, that was nothing new.

     It was one of these prototypes he now had the perfect way of testing.

     It took him some time since the dismemberment of the arm from Jin Keisuke’s body before Great Leader was able to find the building it was in. It was easy to tell he found the place. The door was still partially open and inside laid the bloody scene he was hoping for.

     He could already feel himself grinning madly at how wonderful this opportunity was that he created for himself. With one arm holding out his cape he reached into his pocket for a small chip-like device. Inside it was a virus. A slow growing one designed to help he combat those cyborg Riders who caused him such trouble in the past.

     And now he’d get to test it right on one of them himself.

     Carefully he picked up the bloody limb and rested his back against the wall as he worked. Wiring in the device into the nerves and circuits of the arm. It took him time, but he was fine with that. After all, the victim of this evil plot was still probably passed out. And even if he wasn’t he’d still have to find this place while bleeding and in pain and confused and tortured. He had no way of knowing the victim he was trying to protect even survived. Ah, this was just p e r f e c t.

     Upon finishing he carefully laid the arm back down in it’s position. Making sure not to mess with how the blood ended up so there was no trace it was moved or tampered with. Not that the cyborg would think to check. He’d probably be too out of it to think about that sort of thing, but he wanted to be sure.

     He didn’t want this perfect plot ruined by a slight mess up with some blood~.

[therootofallevilthings-blog]

Beware Hive City! The Leader Arrives!! || Closed

[setuptherider]

~

Keisuke narrowed his eyes. The man who looked and sounded like Ankh–though he couldn’t have been. Ankh hadn’t been this cruel. He was rude, but oddly not unpleasant company. There was no way this man before him was the same as the other.

Keep reading

[therootofallevilthings-blog]

>Version A of Thread

♅

     It was a pleasure. A great pleasure. Hearing him agree to his demands was bliss to his ears if just because he knew exactly what was to come.

     Watching him he kept his grip tight on the human who he held in his grasp. It wasn’t too bad to kill the man though, but he wasn’t planning to let it go until a certain thing finally had occurred. Once it did he didn’t care less what happened to the stupid being. He’d have gotten what he desired most in that moment.

     He slammed it the first time and Great Leader looked on interested. He hopped his timing wouldn’t be off and it’d happen soon enough. It happened again and he started to worry he might have messed up. It kept happening and his eyes closed a little as he concentrated on his arm inside the door.

     He bit down on his lip. Happen already and give me a wonderful image to enjoy as a gift for me being brought to this city. He thought just as his desired result came forth in front of him. His bitten lip now a flat out grin.

     Stepping forward he watched Keisuke’s reaction as half his arm just ran away from him. It was HILARIOUS. Riders always thought they themselves so invincible when shit like this happens it always leave them with such wonderful expressions.

     Ah but this was better than just an expression. The poor fool actually passed out?

     Throwing the human aside, he was unnecessary now, he went over to Keisuke’s side and rolled him over a little so he could see his face. All he could do was LAUGH. “You’re a fool Jin Keisuke. You’re an innocent fool. The best to toy with. Have fun trying to find your arm.” He kept laughing. An evil laugh of power and control. He has none of his usual abilities and still he easily dealt with one of the strongest of his enemies. It was wonderful. This city was wonderful. I’m going to enjoy living here for the time being.

     Suddenly he stopped.

     He keeled down to the corpse in front of him and his grin grew.

     “I think I just fame up with a g r e a t surprise for you.”

     Standing up he turned, his cape following in royal suit. “It’s time to find that arm and perform a little experiment.”

[zetsubear]

therootofallevilthings

「Yeesh, you look like you just stepped out of a bad toku show. What’s up with that look, anyways?」

[therootofallevilthings-blog]

♅

“ The outfit wasn’t my design if you must know, but it’ll work for what it’s worth. Why are you so obsessed with those bear things?”

[rodformhas-blog]

I’m not putting this in that new mun tag since this isn’t really an intro or anything to me! This is more of a info on threads.

But I thought I’d posted it out there that I run Urataros [obviously], Great Leader, Ryuutaros, Zetsumei, Taiga, and Cyborg 009.

This is why I can be kind of slow. I think I’ve some how got myself over 70 active threads on everyone combined so it can be daunting getting up to doing them all. [I swear it didn’t seem a lot and then suddenly it dawned on me and now I’m like ‘how do I do this? how did I do this to myself?’ XD]

I also roleplay indy, but I’ve paused those blogs until I can get caught up in citta first.

I’m going to try not to take anymore threads, unless it’s on Zetsumei and Great Leader since they have like four threads max each.

But I’ll try to get through them. Just please be patient.

I do mark if I’ve dropped a thread on my thread pages on the blogs, so if you’re waiting for a response check there! If I dropped a thread you want to keep let me know so I can open it up again! Also if I have a thread open you want to drop let me know as well!

[therootofallevilthings-blog]

Nobody -> Citizen

♅

It was awkward. Honestly, very. The man found himself outside the city for a month and found himself soon right back inside and only five days after returning he got himself a phone.

Well, that was useful.

Especially since that phone seemed to have a certain person on it as a contact. Doing his best to cover up his number he decided to send a message.

To: Jin Keisuke From: Encrypted Number

Message:     Good morning Jin Keisuke.      I am happy you learnt to not perm your hair anymore.

[citta-alveare-deactivated201811]

Reapping Great Leader from Kamen Rider application /app

Welcome back to the hive, Great Leader!

You will be housed in apartment k-2.

You will retain everything you were given during your previous stay.

Enjoy your stay!

– mod 『 』

[therootofallevilthings-blog]

The Human Transforming thing.. || Closed

♅

     “Will you get off of me.” The voice boomed a bit as he tried to shake off a few muggers who were grabbing him by the arms. These pathetic human like creatures and thinking they could get away with treating him like this.

     It was disgusting. He’d surely kill these things.

     No, it was true, he in part was allowing this to happen. He wasn’t so weak and foolish to just allow himself to be taken advantage of but all the same he didn’t feel like actually fighting. Either way, at least their evil actions gave him strength all the same.

     He was a creature born from evil and it was the reason he could never be completely killed, even outside of Hive City.

     Again he weakly tried to shove one of the men off of his arms when one of them ripped the feather from his head and laughed at him for his stupid outfit.

     . . . How dare these humans .. hm?

     He heard what sounded like ... a guitar?

[therootofallevilthings-blog]

The Traveling Destroyer

[passingthroughrider]

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He had been planning on applying for a teaching post on the city’s academy. Tsukasa really needed a job - he had to find a role in this world. The fact he didn’t already have one, as he previously realized, meant this was an abnormal A.R. World.

The last thing he expected was to find some blonde bastard pulling his shoulder back right in the middle of his planning. His outfit looked rather garish, but at the same time, like a ‘70s sci-fi supervillain. All this seemed oddly familiar to him. But then the man said his name, and his annoyance turned into worry.

“How in the Nine Worlds do you know my name?”

[therootofallevilthings-blog]

♅

     Watching his reaction was a tad big pleasing. After all, the guy didn’t recognize him fully and this was the man who happily stole his name once to use as his own as if it was a title he could simply call himself.

     How insulting that moment was. How disgusting and insulting that this pathetic man once referred to himself as him.

     “If I didn’t know your name Tsukasa, I would be quite worried. I should know your name well being who you are and what you are. As much as you’d hate to admit it, but I know more about you than you probably would like anyone to. I do have a bit of a grudge on you but so I do on many these days.”

     A chuckle and he titled his head slightly.

     “I suppose you wouldn’t be able to recognize me by attitude alone Decade? You never were as smart as you pretended to be. Trying to take the symbol that I created for your own foolish ideas. Of course that would fail just as you do as a being.”