Kamen Rider: End Of Dawn

• THE S.S HOOVER

The sun beat down on the wreckage. It had just rained so the ship was alive, people carrying buckets of water to the gardens, to the reservoir-It had been weeks since the last rain, and the water should have lifted everyone's spirits. Especially considering the fact that people had begun to find belts. It started with the two orphans and that strange man. Then Og joined in. Eventually, they opened up a cracked part of the ship so the armored warriors could all practice. Granted, some of them were troubling. Calliope was a firebrand, but he trusted them.

He walked to one of the portholes, looking up as a bizarre, steel orb floated through the air. It was like this for as long as he was alive. The aliens seemed to just sit around-thank God that the scouting groups often got back safe. Those that didn't? Caleb didn't want to think about it.

(Go wild, I'll let you all do some worldbuilding for this.)

edited 4th Apr '17 7:12:08 PM by TroyandHawk

Nobody said that you had to use your Rider powers for, like, Important Shit! Calliope, Kamen Rider Vandal 1, had done one such thing. She wasn't going to "reserve" it or whatever, she was going to fuckin' use it when people needed it!

Case in point was that Kamen Rider Vandal 1 was kitted out in her full armor, using the Vandal Painters to sculpt an elaborate aqueduct from one particularly large pool of water down to the reservoir properly. Standing there gleaming in her armor, curiously not very hot or anything, or at least no hotter than she always was, wink wink, Vandal was now just adding finishing touches to the curious construction. Initially just a plain gray construction to carry the water, it was now decorated with a proud and stylized Hoover, reconstructed from both its remains and that of new ships, sailing on a wide blue sea.

"Hey, someone come pose!" She called out as she detailed more of the prow. "Let's put a squad of badasses posing on the top!"

Hoover

Nagato hummed an old tune as he carried a stack of emptied jerry cans from the Reservoir. While he could have carried far more if he transformed, the former drifter felt that it would have been unnecessary...although now that he thought about it, the image of Atlas zipping to and from the Reservoir with Clock-Up was slightly funny...

A voice from his right distracted Nagato from his musings. Turning his head to the side revealed Vandal calling for...someone to pose for a picture? Nagato stared at the painted ship for a moment before replying. "...What sort of pose?"

Water Collection, SS Hoover

His own stack already put away, Og was grateful for the water reclamation system that Calliope had whipped up. For all the physical labor he did, his back was starting to hurt.

"Let 'er alone," he rumbled as he reached behind him. "Sometimes I get in the mood to pose. Don't know why, though." It was moderately true. Since finding the belt, he'd found himself entertaining thoughts that weren't usually in a farmer's scope.

Care for the fields, care for your own, fight when they come...

Care for the present.

edited 6th Apr '17 7:44:58 PM by KR_Vandal

"Hey dog, it's cool, he's just asking questions." Said Kamen Rider Vandal to... Kamen Rider Vandal. Damn, they might have to work on that. She rolled her head back to eye Nagato for a second, trying to get a good feel for his proportions and the poses he'd look best in. Big problem: everyone was kinda ugly and gross here at the end of the world. Her jacket displayed clouds filled with ellipses, floating past on a clear sky. The images shifted as she kept staring at him, dissolving from a bunch of clouds into a sketchy image of a Rider of some kind. Then to a shitload of scary monsters, collapsing down and squelching the Rider in a vague expressionistic splash of blood.

Vandal still said nothing as these images clearly played out to Nagato. "Um. I dunno. Get up there and do whatever and I'll figure something out."

Serena grunted, wheeling herself towards...well, somewhere away from where she was. Got into a fight again. Needed air.

A handful of rolled up maps and diagrams were haphazardly placed on her lap as the blonde grumbled and cursed under her breath.

She passed by some people carrying water, carefully maneuvering so as not to hit anyone.

She needed to move.

Her temper flaring again, she recalled the fight.

"Useless bitch."

"Undeserving to be a Rider."

"Crippled..."

Ugghhh-!

In her rage, she moved her chair far too fast and as a result Serena crashed headfirst into...someone.

edited 10th Apr '17 9:42:35 PM by GrimHelm

Hoover

Studying the images that flashed across Vandal's jacket gave Nagato an idea for a pose. He gave a curt nod to the Rider and set down his cans, before heading for the ship's prow. He barely took five steps before a force crashed into him and knocked him to the floor.

Cracking an eye open, Nagato saw that the unexpected force was Serena, also known as Kamen Rider Fenrir

"...Serena." He rumbed in greeting before propping himself back on his feet. If she had fallen out of her wheelchair, He'd help her get back on it.

"Someone pissed you off again." Nagato commented, noticing Serena's angry expression.

edited 11th Apr '17 12:23:50 AM by svenorzokarkoff

Without hesitation, Kamen Rider Vandal drew Nagato mid-pratfall as Serena crashed into him at the prow of the ship. See the thing was that anyone could just draw a pose, but on reflection nobody could draw a moment captured in an instant but her! She gave them both a thumbs up.

"I like it." She said, flipping her spraycans through the air. Her paint patterns changed again, to showing images of people just... hanging out. Talking, writing, holding one another, a lot of casual intimacy. "It's, like, it's one thing to have heroics and shit, poses, but this I like because it captures us as people. And it's not like this thing's gonna stay up once it's outlived its purpose, anyway, so a mural to some kinda longer legacy as Riders isn't gonna be worth it either."

"She's always angry, even if someone hasn't pissed her off. Just how my little sister is.", a voice said from behind Nagato. It was Serena's older sister, Jules, carrying a bucket of water in each hand as she walked closer. "Just don't be one of the ones to have truly pissed her off, fair warning."

Aiden was, admittedly, still a little new about the whole "friend" and "companion" and "being near someone who wasn't your ghostly dad following you around" thing, so he went about this pretty slowly. It had been a few days since he'd shown up at Hoover, and a few days since he'd known that people, like him, could transform as well. He should have felt accepted! Welcome! but alas, he did not. Of course, that was his own hindrance, in the long run.

Go. Be amongst allies. Spoke the whispered words of his father.

He finished helping bring a little bit more water into the ship and looked about. Reaching down and touching his Fossil Driver, almost like a security blanket, he approached the large mural that one of his allies (he thinks it was Vandal, but there were not only so many riders running around, but he was certain there were two vandals running about). He stared at it, oddly transfixed.

"Pretty." He mumbled, blinking. It'd been a while since he'd seen...well, art.

Kamen Rider Vandal's paints swirled and twisted yet again, a tornado of horizontal lines as she turned around to nod at Aiden. They settled as she stopped turning and skidded into splatter shapes on her coat.

"So, pretty, that's interesting." She said. "Like, I'm not gonna police language or nothing but this's..."

Vandal shrugged. "TBH I think I just wanted the utility of the aqueduct and maybe to get a laugh out of a mural of someone eating shit. We need art badly enough that even that's radical and beautiful?" She thumbed over her shoulder at the mural of, again, Nagato seconds from eating shit.

Hoover

"Afternoon Og." Caleb said, leaning against the fence as he looked at the garden, turning to face Vandal. "You guys done practicing your fighting?" He asked. He loved Vandal's art, but he had to admit that she could be a bit of a nuisance.

In particular, he was worried about the new riders, what if they were followed? He looked at the great construct. "Is that an aqueduct?" He asked, excited at the prospect. All of his frustration vanishing as he looked it up and down. "Wow. How long is this going to last?" He said quickly.

edited 17th Apr '17 7:30:36 PM by TroyandHawk

"It's nice to see colors and shapes that aren't vast wastelands and dead, empty cities, that's for sure!" Aiden said with no irony in his voice, looking up at it before the "Boss", whose name he couldn't remember off the top of his head approached, asking no one in particular if they had finished their fighting courses. oh, right, that was something Aiden could do!

Besides, maybe it wasn't the proper time to get to know everyone...so, he slinked off to the practice courses.

Looking down at the belt, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes, holding one hand over the top of the skull on it. He opened his eyes and mumbled "henshin" to himself, and smacked it down. The Skulls eyes went bright red as they did.

"FOSSIL SHIFT!" Came the loud roar from the belt, and before him, a white skeleton appeared, mid roar. Bit by bit, the armor snapped down onto him, covering him in his bone white armor. Normally, he'd slam the ground and roar...but didn't wanna alarm, or annoy, his new allies.

Besides, he had practice to do!