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@vroomvroomrider-blog
Hey, I'd like to drop Ian Yorkland (Zyuden Sentai Kyouryuger) housed in L-3, Shotaro Hidari and Philip (Kamen Rider) housed in W-2, Ryu Terui (Kamen Rider) housed in Y-1, and Suigetsu Hozuki (Naruto) housed in D-6
They’ll all be dropped for you!
– mod 『 』
✯ “Uuuuugh… I shouldn’t have eaten that last fry…” Terui would see that Maya was holding the right side of her belly with her hand, suggesting the pain comes from that specific spot. It is the first time she’s felt this kind of pain, so she has no idea of what it can be. At least, she can say it’s not cramps (even if the sensation is similar).
✯ In any case, it’s clear that it’d be a good idea to take her to the doctor. Good thing Maya had already paid for her meal, although she’ll lament the fact it’s only half eaten…
Something was wrong. She was holding her side and looked like we was in quite a bit of pain. The only logical thing was to get her to the nearest hospital before it was too late. The closest hospital he knew was too far for walking distance. He’d have to transform. He pulled out his driver and Gaia Memory
“HENSHIN!”
With that, Terui had transformed into Kamen Rider Accel, Fuuto’s secondary hero. He morphed into bike mode and motioned for her to get on.
“Hurry, get on!”
@twocolordreams
“Hey, kid! Are you listening to me? I asked you if you knew anything about the robberies.”
How did he get himself into this situation? If there was something he hated worse than paper work it was interrogations. Now he had to ask these kids about a series of robberies that have been taking place all over the town. Terui was sure that this kid had nothing to with the robberies, but witnesses say that they saw him around. He took a sip of his coffee and took a deep sigh. He took a doughnut and took a bite while pushing the plate towards the subject he was questioning.
“I don’t want to be here as much as you want to be, but it’s my job to do this kind of stuff. So, with that said, if you have any information on the events, please tell me what you know and we can send you on your way.”
@mediumofthestars
Terui had decided that he didn’t really want to leave his apartment today, but he didn’t necessarily have a choice. He had a job to do, some information to get, and he was feeling a little hungry. He decided to deal with the latter of the three options.
He went to a local food joint and picked up a burger and some fries since he rarely eats anything American. While eating, he noticed a woman outside who appeared to be in distress. He sat down his food and notified the waiter that he’d be right be right back and left a tip on the table. He went outside and walked up to the woman.
“Is anything the matter?”
@yoseirei
Walking around everywhere in the city was starting to take a slight toll on Terui’s body He missed his motorcycle, The Diablossa. Nonetheless, he needed to stay in shape and get his daily exercise just in case something were to arise and he needed to protect someone. It was his duty to the city, not only as an officer of this city’s police force, but as a Kamen Rider as well. On that note he decided to ind a secluded place to train, since he hadn’t really needed to transform since he had gotten here.
Once he had his morning coffee and a nice place to transform, he pulled out his driver and his ACCEL Gaia Memory and began to transform.
“HEN...SHIN!”
“Now, let’s break a.. huh?”
Before he finished his pre-battle catchcphrase, he noticed a blonde girl off to the side. She had been watching him transform. He normally wasn’t one to keep his identity a secret, but he wasn’t trying to make it public unless he had to. He turned to face the girl.
“Hey, what do you want?”
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((yo I’m running a little low on threads to reply to, so I’m throwing up a starter ad to get things going again. Like this for a starter of various lengths. I’ll cap it at 5. Kamen Rider characters from W - Ghost are exempt from cap))
Shaken, Not Stirred | Ryu Terui & Keisuke Jin
thejinstation:
Keisuke was on the floor, cleaning and setting up tables for the café. Their only patrons were Riders as they were passing by. That was Urataros’ idea, really. Give a place where they can quietly drink coffee if they happened to be in the area. Eventually, it would be more open to the public, of course. For now, however, it was an exclusive café.
He did look up when the door opened and greeted the man in red leather. An odd choice in clothing, he mused. Not that he hadn’t seen stranger in this city, but to him and his 70s sensibilities, it was still bizarre. Given that this was currently reserved for other Kamen Riders, Keisuke assumed this man would also probably be one of those from the future.
Please don’t immediately recognize me.
It was the flash of a badge in his face after the guy ordered a coffee that Keisuke tilted his head a bit. A police officer from Fuuto? He’d heard of the city, of course. Never visited, though.
Keisuke wiped his hands with the cloth he was doing–something he picked up from having watched pops do the same. “What questions do you have, Officer Terui?”
“One: I don’t take questions, so don’t ask them. Two: You seem to be aware of what a Kamen Rider is, given the sign on the door, and you seem like you know a bit more than I do about this city. Is there anything you know about the people who run this place?”
Given where he was, he wondered if this guy was a Kamen Rider, or just someone who was close to a few.
Illegal...? || Closed
@vroomvroomrider
Today was the day. The tanks had been set up in a horrifically dilapidated abandoned building and filled with water, she’d terrified a store employee into telling her how to filter the water appropriately, and now all that was left was to liberate the fish crammed into too-small tanks in the pet store, and put them into the larger tanks, where they’d have room to grow and swim freely.
(It occurred to her, briefly, that she probably could have found something slightly more productive and less apparently ‘illegal’ to do with her time, but really, she didn’t actually care.)
At the pet store, she carefully reached into the most crowded tank, selecting a small handful of fish and pulling them out into the suspended bubble of water she held in her other hand, ignoring the sounds of alarm from the employees, and any other sounds, too focused on her task.
It would take a few trips, several days given the restrictions on her powers, but she didn’t need to take them all anyways- just the ones that weren’t thriving in their cramped environments. As she headed for the door, she noticed a man clad all in red in front of her, and tilted her head up to look him in the eye.
“You’re in the way. Move.”
Terui had been having a relatively normal day. He had done some menial tasks at the police department that reminded him of his old days as a patrol officer, but here he was again. He was no longer a superintendent and would have to work his way back to his previous rank. This was fine in retrospect. The lack of paperwork was quite relaxing, actually. But, normality only last for so long. He was given the task of going down to the pet store. There had been reports of someone stealing fish.
He got the store and saw the suspect in question, still in the act mind you. It looked like a a middle school or high school girl. She turned to him and looked him in the eye.
“You’re in the way. Move.”
“Ryu Terui with the Hive City Police. Put the fish back.”
Name: Terui Ryu
Age: 28
Job position: Patrol Officer
Place of Residence: Sector 01
Experience: Spent years as a patrol officer before being appointed Superintendent of the Fuuto Police Department’s Paranormal Crime Investigation Division.
Reasons for applying: “I was a cop where I’m from. I’d just like a bit of normalcy while I’m here.” He’d like to put the criminals behind bars and make this town a better place.
“Doesn’t seem to be any problems here that I can see. Glad to have you on board with us.”
ACCEPTED.
A glimpse at my muse and his forms, life, and occupation. Really glad he got his own intro sequence. Also my other muse @theultimatejoker makes an appearance as well with his partner Philip. Also a weird part where he’s wearing black leather
Vroom Vroom Dummy! - Skeletor/Ryu
@vroomvroomrider
Skeletor couldn’t stand the disgusting clothing of all those around him. Especially with the particular chump he laid eyes on today. A whole red leather outfit, with some dumb quote on the back of it. Who was he trying to scare?! Leather instilled no fear into the heart of Skeletor. He decided he’d call the man out on it, and make him lose any edge he thought he had.
“Hey, you boob! Think you’re tough with your cherry flavored butt huggers?!”, Skeletor called out, pointing at the man’s pants. “How can you dress so bright but look so dim in the head?!”, Skeletor observed, the man having a bit of an emotionless look. Boy, no He-Man around really made for a lot of fun.
Terui had always been known for his incredibly high sense of fashion. His all red leather unnamed brand jacket and pants was a pinnacle of good looks. He turned to his aggressor and was immediately met with someone who reminded him a little of a wannabe Death Dopant (that had been described to him Hidari’s report from that incident). Not only has this sack of bones insulted his nice clothes, but he broke Terui’s number one rule. Now Terui had a bone to pick with him. He rushed over to the guy and grabbed him by the collar hood and look him right in the eye holes.
“Don’t ask me questions!”
He pushed the guy back and pulled out his Accel Driver. He could feel the malevolence seething from the enemy. He wouldn’t kill the man, but teach him a lesson.
“HEN...SHIN!” he said before revving up his belt.
“Now, let’s break away!”
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vroomvroomrider
“I want some of those donuts.. I reaaaaaally want some of those donuts. Super duper want. Absolutely, positively want. Those donuts..”
“D-donuts!?”
Terui didn’t know how to react to such a headstrong demand from a complete stranger. He didn’t have much on him, but he made an oath to not let anyone in the city cry (whether it be here or Fuuto), so he bought the girl a donut.
“Here.” He said as he handed it to her with a stoic expression on his face.
Shaken, Not Stirred | Ryu Terui & Keisuke Jin
thejinstation
Terui had been up since the crack of dawn trying to get information on anything about the city: where it was located, why it was created, and even if it was real to begin with. If he would be calling this place “home” for however long he was expected to stay he needed to know some of the facts. He scoffed to himself at the mere thought.
Home? This place doesn’t hold a candle to what Fuuto is. It could never beat that place.
A little flustered by the lack of information thereof, Terui decided to find a nice café to gather his thoughts in. He went to several different café’s in hopes of getting a good tasting cup of Joe, but none of them seemed to be delivering good coffee in terms of taste. This upset him a bit, but he bit the bullet and kept trying.
Later than sooner, Terui came across a café called the Hooks and Sinkers Café. Like every café, he decides to give it a shot. Before walking through the door he noticed a small sign saying that it’s open for riders who happen to be passing by. Terui wondered if it meant Kamen Riders, but surely that wouldn’t be the case. As he walked in he noticed a familiar face. It was Hidari, but it must have been a coincidence. It also made him worry since Shotaro had previously had bad taste in coffee, but it was fine. He didn’t speak to Shotaro. There would be a time and place for that reunion, although it baffled him that Shotaro was even there in the first place. Terui walked up to the counter and ordered a cup of coffee to drink and then sat at a table and waited. He noticed someone there who looked a little old school. He looked like he worked there. Terui walked up and flashed his badge. He had a question.
“I’m Ryu Terui. I’m the Superintendent of the Fuuto Police Department Special Cases Unit. I have a few questions I’d like to ask.”
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Terui is super new to the city and needs info about the city, or some buds to hang out with. So like this for a starter of varying lengths. It’ll be capped at 3 and uncapped for other Kamen Rider.
Rp Ad for this Special Division Cop
Terui is super new to the city and needs info about the city, or some buds to hang out with. So like this for a starter of varying lengths. It’ll be capped at 3 and uncapped for other Kamen Rider.
Can’t Shake This Feeling | Intro | OPEN
It had been a day or two since Terui had gotten into the city, or whatever you prefer to call this inter-dimensional collision of worlds. He needed a few days to wrap his head around this. Even after the battles he’s endured nothing was ever on this scale. If this was the work of a Dopant then he had a lot of work to do to stop it. This was especially true being that if a Dopant was behind this, that would mean that he’s in the Dopant’s playing ground. He’d be extra careful for now. He just sat there on his bed in his apartment and really tried to get a grip. What happened to Hidari, or Philip, or even his wife, Akiko? They were all together last time he remembered, but what happened between now and then. He remembers waking up in a room a couple of days ago not knowing where he was. A guy on the screen explained the jist of what was going on, but knowing how things work, it’s probably some kind of sham. There must be some kind of evil intent behind it. Something wasn’t right here. Either way he needed some coffee. He could brew his own, since he was exceptionally good at it, but he’d rather go buy some from a cafe or something of the sort. He didn’t know his way around but he was sure he’d find it eventually. Maybe he’d stop by the police department. He was a cop after all, and a superintendent at that. Maybe he could get a job here. He’d have an eye on the inside. Either way he had work to do.
He put on his red leather jacket with the words “spiritual state of nothingness makes even fire itself cool” written on the back and the necklace his sister gave him, and headed out his apartment door and into the city.
