Summary:
The ones who seek revenge.
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In an area at Tokyo, Japan that is secluded and hidden from other people, a secret hideout resides. There, an army of machines, robots, and floating...devil things, guard the place and their master.
The master in question sits on her throne, her right hand holding a glass of wine. The girl looked at the door across her with a bored expression. Her long...very long pastel pink hair flows through the wind....of a fan.
Infront of her, a robot 'servant' of hers is fanning her with a normal fan. Two of them, actually. Standing beside her throne is a boy who is clearly enough not around her age, his teal hair somehow also flowing through the wind of the fans.
"....So....Alicia, what should we do now?" The boy asked, turning his head to Alicia at last. The girl was silent for a moment, before finally speaking up. "Call the others. We need to have an important meeting." She said.
Alicia
The Leader of Fukushū
The boy nodded. "Well then, I'll get the pho-" "No need, Midori. I'll just ask one of our servants." Alicia said, cutting Midori off just when he was about to continue his sentence. "R-right...." The boy muttered, nodding.
Midori
The Leader's Right Hand Man
Midori could hear Alicia calling to one of the robot servants fanning her to get her telephone. 'She honestly could've used a normal phone instead...Haa...She's so odd.' He thought, sighing. In the corner of his eyes, he could see one of the robot servants leaving the room to get the phone.
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"Hmph, this color isn't right...It needs to have more...flavor, to it." A girl with black hair up in a ponytail muttered as she typed on her keyboard to be able to change the color. She was in the middle of programming an A.I. for Fukushū, and she's somehow struggling despite her amazing skills in coding and programming.
...Uh, and hacking too.
Tsukushi
Programmer for Fukushū's A.I.
"Haa....There we go! Now...time to--"
*Ring ring ring!*
Tsukushi looks over to the side, seeing that it seems like she got a call from someone on her phone. She picked her phone up to see who was calling, and immediately groaned once finding out it was Alicia. Hesitantly, she picked up the call.
"Ah, Tsukushi. Please do come to the hideout real quick. I want to hold an important meeting."
"To discuss about Seiten? Ugh, fine. I'll go. I'll be there in a few minutes."
"Excellent. I will be waiting."
As soon as Alicia says that, the programmer hang up on her. "Welp, time to go, I guess." She said as she got up from her seat, stretched her limb, and walked to the door of her room.
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"Oh, I'll just bring you with me." She muttered as she walked back to her desk and picked up her laptop. After that, she went to Fukushū's secret hideout.
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"Haa...That took longer than I thought, usually it's not as long as it's supposed to be." A brown haired boy muttered as he walked out of the school building, his bookbag hanging by his shoulder.
Jayson
The Dork of Fukushū (weird title, i know.)
"Hmm~ Ah! I should go get that moca cream flavored bread I wanted to try! I gotta buy a lot of them for sure~!" Jayson said happily as he walked by the sidewalks. School just got done for him, and he had to stay more longer for his archery club activities. Just now he got out of school, and boy he was happy about that...!
*Ring ring ring!*
"Oh? Hmm..." The 'archer' hummed as he pulled his phone out of his pocket. Once he saw who was calling him, he frowned a bit. "Huh? Alicia? What's up now...?" He muttered, answering the call and bringing the phone up to his ear.
"Hello~?"
"I knew you would answer me, Jayson. Anyways, come over to the hideout now. There is a meeting that will be held soon once everyone is here."
Jayson ponders on that offer for a moment, before nodding, his mouth still curved in a frown.
"Alright then. I'll be there in a bit!"
"Alright."
The call then ended, and Jayson assumed Alicia was the one who hung up on him. Sighing, he put his phone back into his pocket and made his way to the hideout.
...He might need to stop by at the local bread store first, though.
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"And then...put this here...and then...?" A lime haired man muttered as he poured a glass of liquid into another glass of liquid, looking at a handbook of sorts for another direction.
'Mantis'
The Scientist of Fukushū
"And then just...mix it together...and then pour this one in...but just a little bit." Mantis said as he kept on following the instruction listed on the handbook he's holding....carefully. He's doing it carefully.
Just when he was about to pour the next glass of liquid in...
*Ring ring ring!*
"Huh?" He perked up, looking at his phone that was...dangerously enough nearby. Unknowingly, he poured too much of the glass of liquid, and then....
*KABOOM!*
"HAA?!" The scientist screamed, not being able to see anything other than grey smoke. After the smoke cleared, he felt like he was going to rage. He grabbed his phone from the table and answered the call, not checking who called first.
"WHAT IN THE EVER LIVING FUCK DO YOU WANT FROM ME?! I WAS JUST DOING A LITTLE EXPERIMENT AND YOU HAD TO RUIN IT FOR ME--!"
"Ah, sorry then, but this isn't the time for that."
Mantis paused after hearing Alicia's voice, before he groaned in annoyance.
"Ugh, let me guess, another meeting at the hideout?"
Alicia could be heard humming in response to Mantis' question, and the man could only sigh.
"Ugh....Fine...But only because it is urgent. Expect me to be there in...30 minutes approximately." Mantis said, looking at his watch while doing so.
"Alright then."
And then Alicia hung up on Mantis, making the lime haired man sigh. "Whatever. I'll clean up this mess later." He muttered, looking at the mess he made in his science lair sadly.
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This is horrible...terrible, I say, terrible!
They will destroy this world again if nobody stops them!
I hope Seiten can stop them immediately...
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Tsukushi my beloved btw <3
Ok bye for now :)
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