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Who are you talking about again? :/

Wouldn't you LOVE to find out?

Don't worry, you will...soon...

And thanks for the feedback, !mma_N00B, most appreciated. Gunma, I certainly love to hear from you too, man.

This post has been edited by クロイ on Apr 20 2012, 08:16 AM

and oh, though I already know where you got the concept of katanas and shurikens, doesn't it sound a bit too cheesy? I mean, a knife, an LMG and her usual .44 magnum sounds rather good enough for me. :\

but still, I loved the chapter to bits.

@Kuroi
Excellent work! Way better than how the last chapter was written. Keep it up

Well, it's kinda like a one time thing for Tsubame to be armed with blades and shurikens, but I know what you mean.

Of course...that doesn't mean I'd stop using it though. Someone else is better at using those tools...

When I read the non-fighting/racing scenes, this soundtrack best fits the moment:

And the entire image came into my mind, it's like an anime version of those famed gun-shot cop-related movies I watched before! Good job on setting the mood. Now, if someone could just draw the characters and this story is complete! XD

@Everyone

Thanks for all your feedbacks, everyone. Never thought I had this much support from just a mere 3 chapters of this story.

And well, as much as I love the idea of drawn characters, I prefer to keep this little project of mine in its pure novel form for now. Once the time calls, who knows; maybe I will consider seeing my characters drawn.

And I really want this work of mine not just limited to cars alone, so expect some old-fashioned butt-kicking motorcycle-actions too in the future!

Wow...the newest chapter just spells sheer BRUTALITY on everywhere. Tsubame is literally tearing through the Yakuza gang...

And I wonder...who is KARASU exactly...but he sure got the timing in stopping the roadblock from advancing while keep Tsubame and her members busy with all the explosions going on.

And he's got a freakin' McLaren F1! :awesome:

Awesome action-packed chapter, Kuroi! Keep it up!!!

Well then...I am more in a mood of writing for some reason...and quite honestly, for the twisted sense of joy within me, I don't know why, I really, really enjoy writing this chapter.

So, here we go with Chapter 4.

Chapter 4 – Black Feathers - 烏

A loud thunderclap is heard, after a flash of a lightning bolt is seen towards the metropolis of Tokyo Area. And soon after the loud roar from the sky subsided, a single drop of rainwater from the blackened skies fell downwards directly to the jet-black McLaren F1. And besides where the car is currently sitting idle at, above one deserted apartment, all rusted and half-demolished, on the top of it, stood a black raven, pecking on its own wings as it continued to lock its sights downwards the idling supercar.

“Well, well…now that the calm is passed...” The driver inside the McLaren F1 said calmly, his sights turned towards the burning container still, which is filled with dozens of propane gas tankers and they’re still burning hot and spreading the ignited flames even more intensely as the stormy winds blew the flames further to obstruct the roads that connects Satoshi’s roadblock unit towards the safe house area. Back to the black supercar idling still, the helmet-wearing mysterious driver finally engaged the clutch, and revved on to the accelerator. The V12 engine sound inside the car was loud enough to shake the entire harbor mildly with its loud roar, as even Tsubame and her crew members can clearly hear the sound. “…It’s about time for the storm to come…! Hope you’re watching this, little fella!!” The raven standing up high on the top of the apartment cawed as it continued to lock its attention towards the car, rainfall started and soon it will turn into a heavy rain eventually.

“That engine sound…isn’t that…?!” Dominic pondered as he watched towards the source of the engine sound coming from afar and he still haven’t seen anything. But one thing is for sure, the car’s engine sound is more than enough to convince him one thing:

“That’s a V12 no doubt…and a big one at that…someone’s still coming to the harbor…but from where?”

“I heard a handful of V12 engines before in my life, but this one sure as hell is the rarest one yet in this town…!” Jesse uttered as he turned towards the source of the sound too. He can actually feel the revving sound from the ground he’s standing on. “…this sharp and somewhat smooth sound of a V12, and there were literally no wastegate sound of a turbocharger whatsoever, it’s an NA…this guy’s bringing in a hell of a monster car in here, that’s for sure!”

“…and if my assumptions are correct…” Tsubame quickly ran towards the source of the engine sound, she soon saw a small part of the black supercar that was hidden by the containers placed just on the right position to obstruct its position. “…this guy’s probably here recently, and since Hornet 1 is still up, he’s probably hiding somewhere before he made it through the hidden entrance there! Hornet 1, are you still there? Hornet 1, come in!!”

“This is Hornet 1, Officer Hirano.” The helicopter responded as it was flying near the sea area examining the wreckage on the shot down Hornet 2, there were not a single piece of the flying concrete found except for a trail of flames burning at the surface of the water with its gas tanker broken and leaking out.

“Give me visual confirmation on the car near the hidden entrance of the harbor near those containers and the burning tinderbox on the roadblock area!” Tsubame commanded as she stands ready with her M60 lock and loaded, followed by Dominic on her side. The pilot watched as its goggles zoomed in the camera towards the car and revealed to be the McLaren F1, it was literally doing some burnouts while remained on its position and still hasn’t budged an inch.

“You won’t believe what I just saw, Officer Hirano.” The pilot exclaimed as he immediately grabbed the flight stick and flew closer to the target. “It’s a McLaren F1!! A jet-black one! Hold on, I think the car is…flashing some sort of an optical laser pointer at my position…!” Just as soon as Tsubame heard of the car and the laser pointer, she immediately let out a gasp and quickly turned her attention towards the pilot.

“HORNET 1, GET AWAY FROM THE CAR!!! HE’S LOCKING YOU WITH AN EMP BURST!!!” Tsubame yelled through her communicator, but it was already too late by the time she finished giving out her warning. Inside the McLaren F1, the driver had already pressed a button near his radio player that triggers the weapon hidden inside the black supercar.

“No hard feelings, cops. This is just business matter.” The driver said calmly as the McLaren F1 sends out a massive sound wave of a deafening sharp pitch, so sharp that it felt like it could literally shatter glasses near the source itself. The EMP wave immediately burst through the locked-on helicopter Hornet 1 as the internal controls and gauges started to malfunction. And the pilot wearing the electronic goggles started to took the equipment off, knowing that the system is fried by the EMP. And then the worst part happened, the helicopter’s propellers stopped spinning as it used to and begun to stall, smokes beginning to gush out from several internal parts of the flight machine and it started to lose its balance, and finally dropping in altitude, as the massive weight of the machine is brought down by gravity itself.

“Hornet 1!!” Satoshi on the other side yelled at the pilot, as he watched in horror on the falling chopper fell directly towards the sea itself. “God dammit!!! That’s an EMP burst!! Who the hell could possibly—“ Before Satoshi can finish his words, the chopper finally took a deep dive into the water and made a massive splash, the amount of waters managed to put out the smaller fire towards the road which was spread by the burning container still, opening a small road for the cops to finally make their move.

“Yeah, that’s right fellow cops…that propane’s heat is definitely killin’ you guys, so go have a drink.” The driver chuckled as he finally let go off the handbrake and stepped on the accelerator. The raven finally flew off from the building and made its way through the open sea, as the McLaren F1 then blasted its way through the destroyed wall and dashed towards the parking lot area and heading its way to the safe houses. “Time to send this party off the roof!!”

As the McLaren shot its way pass the roadblock units, the driver slammed the brake pedal for a half second and steer hard on the left side, initiating a drift motion on the car. The F1 driver then feathered his accelerator pedal before flooring it once again, while keeping his throttle on, he controlled the drifting angle of the car by adjusting the steering wheel turn range according to where he’s heading to. After completing a drift turn and maintaining a smooth line, the McLaren stopped its drift and accelerated its way directly to the safe house A, where Tsubame and her crew are already standing by.

“That’s the F1!! Road’s open, people!! MOVE, MOVE, MOVE!!! Satoshi commanded quickly as he rushed into his Carrera GT and started its engine to begin the pursuit, followed by the NSX Interceptor crews. “HQ, this is Commander Minaka reporting! Hornet 1 and 2 are down, Hornet 1’s members need medical attention, they’re still alive at the sea, be at the Yokohama Harbor ASAP, send as many medical crews as you can to provide help!”

“He’s heading our way, Hirano!! BAIL!!” Jesse warned as Tsubame realized that the F1 is charging straight at her with at a very high speed. Tsubame jumped aside to dodge the F1 while open fire towards the McLaren F1. The bullets managed to hit a few times; barely made a few scratches towards the car as it weaved through a few direct shots that were meant to ventilate the vehicle itself, thanks to the driver’s cornering. As the McLaren F1 continued its way through the other side of the safe house A, where there was a garage-sized door opened and ready, inside there was a large concrete safe box with a password-protected electronic lock keeping the content safe. “He’s after the cargo!! We won’t be able to make it in time!!”

“God dammit, Dominic, Jesse, back to the cars!!” Tsubame commanded as her crew members started to dash their way from the safe house area and head directly to their interceptors, which seemed to still be in one piece and unscathed, despite being park mildly close towards the burning container. Soon the rain started to fall heavily, followed by a large thunderclap crashing down to the earth after a flash of lightning bolt went by the city. “We need to stop that F1 ASAP!! Don’t let him get away with the cargo!”

As the McLaren F1 made its way near the safe, the driver stopped the car and immediately grabbed a thick rope and start tying up the handle of the cupboard sized safe itself, while grabbed the other end of the rope and tied it up on the car’s hidden iron hook on the bottom of the rear on the F1. Once he strengthened the knot, he pulled it hard a few times to test the knot’s tightness.

“Welp, that oughta do it. Hope this baby’s not too heavy, should be no more than 500 kilograms, judging its size.” The driver said as he gave a free smack on the concrete safe and went back into his own car, started its engine and slammed on the gas pedal. “Let’s roll, Mr.Cargo!!” The McLaren F1 blasted its way out of the back of safe house A’s exit and dragged the safe along with it.

Back to the parking lot, the three interceptors have already disappeared as they were on their way towards the safe house A. But as they pass through the exit way after a few seconds the McLaren F1 disappeared, they were shocked to realize that the safe is no longer there.

“After him, he wouldn’t be able to go far with that thing behind him!” Tsubame said as she slammed on the gas pedal and continued to dash forward to the runaway F1, which is now about three hundred meters ahead of the Shelby Interceptor. “We need the cargo for evidence, whatever you do, do not destroy the cargo. I repeat; do not destroy the cargo!”

“That’s a pretty small cargo, much smaller than what I see inside the computer data…” Jesse said, as he watched the vault being dragged effortlessly by the McLaren F1’s acceleration. “How the hell did he corner with that thing anchored behind him? This guy’s driving is nuts!!”

“He must’ve strengthened and reinforced the body too in terms of durability…” Dominic added as he watched now the McLaren F1 slalomed through a traffic car while adjusted the force from behind to drag the vault nearly on a safe range from hitting the citizen’s car. “Doing those kind of maneuvers and yet the F1 seemed to show no signs of instability whatsoever. This guy knows how to handle his ride, be careful Hirano.”

“A challenge, eh?” Tsubame smiled with slight enthusiasm. “It’s been a while since I had a good chase. You two, try and take another route connecting to where he’s going and intercept. I’d keep on with the pursuit head on!”

“Roger!” Both of her members obeyed as they turned right and head for another route while the Shelby Interceptor is now around two hundred meters behind the F1. Inside the McLaren, the driver noticed that two warning lights have headed on another way, despite the rainwater blurring out the mirrors.

“Nice try, cops…but that won’t do.” The driver chuckled calmly as he pressed a button on his radio machine again, and it seemed to have triggered something within the F1.

And right to the Viper and GT-R Interceptors, something did happen inside their cars. Both of their GPS monitors were completely blurred out with a message indicating “GPS SIGNAL LOST”. Then the drivers inside knew what happened exactly and they were less than pleased about it.

“Shit, jammer!” Dominic quickly turned its position back after reaching an exit of a small road from where the path leading to the harbor exit was. He tried to contact for backup using the communicator but there were no signal. “Dammit, everything’s dead…looks like we’re on our own for now, Jesse.”

“That guy’s turned out to be full of surprises with his car!” Jesse exclaimed, as he stayed close to the Viper’s position, not wanting to break formation under limited communication situation. “We gotta hurry and catch up to him before he keeps frying our communication link to call for backup.”

“This guy’s timing sure is uncanny…” Tsubame thought quietly as she remained focused towards her chase on the F1 with the safe. “Well then, let’s see if you can handle THIS!” Tsubame pressed a button on her radio machine and it triggers the optical EMP laser pointer towards the McLaren F1’s rear. “With this kind of weight slowing you down, you’re good as busted, tough guy!”

“Well played, officer…” The driver thought as he pressed the red button on the steering wheel, which triggered some sort of mechanism that released a gas hissing sound. Soon, the rear exhaust muffler of the McLaren F1 starts to spew out blue fire as it rocketed away from Tsubame’s Shelby Interceptor while it’s still trying to lock on the car with the laser pointer. “But think you can reach me?”

The McLaren F1is now blasting through the long straight road that eventually lead the driver and the police interceptor to the highway road of Tokyo itself, The Wangan Line. The speedometer currently shows that the F1 is now travelling at a speed of 220 mp/h with its nitrous still on, leaving Tsubame’s Shelby slowly behind once again, now increasing its gap all the way back to three hundred meters.

“Shit…typical…a direct port nitrous system.” Tsubame thought out loud in frustration as she shifted up on another gear while remained on her pursuit position, trying to keep her cool. The EMP optical laser pointer was no longer active due to overtime and the target was far out of range. But soon after, the communication system was restored and the GPS monitor is back online. Tsubame quickly contact her crew members as soon as the communication was restored. “Dominic, Jesse, we’re entering the Wangan Line! Don’t fall to far behind, we still got a chance!”

“You got it, Hirano!” Dominic said as he and Jesse moved their cars towards the lead to the highway road of the Wangan Line itself, after finding the Shelby GT500 not too far away, they quickly accelerate closer to the commander. “What’s the status?”

“Suspect is still running with the precious cargo, and he’s not doing any extensive damage to the traffic cars yet.” Tsubame said through the communicator while maintained her pace at 200 mp/h speed. “Commander Minaka, requesting pursuit backup unit immediately. The suspect driving on the McLaren F1 is carrying a precious cargo which may serve as additional evidence to Kazuto’s activity with the Russian drug business. Proceed towards Wangan Line Eastbound, that’s where the suspect is driving now, I repeat; he’s carrying a precious cargo with him, we’re doing what we can to stop him and the cargo along.”

“This is Commander Minaka, roger that.” Satoshi replied from another side of the highway road that eventually lead them to the junction connection the airport tunnel that will eventually lead to the Wangan Line. “Okay people, listen up...the suspect driving the McLaren F1 seemed to be towing or dragging some sort of heavy cargo and it seemed to be heading at the Wangan East and is driving wildly, but so far no extensive damage done yet, so the suspect’s ought to be good at avoiding. Don’t let your guard down and provide any assistance towards Officer Hirano’s team, got that?!”

“Yes sir!” The NSX interceptors obeyed as they follow closely to the Carrera GT Interceptor and made their way towards the Wangan Line Eastbound and trying to keep up with Tsubame’s crew, where they’re now about a mile away from where the three interceptors are on pursuit with the McLaren F1.

“PUBLIC SPEED ENFORCERS!! STOP THE VEHICLE!!” Tsubame demanded through the saxophone on her interceptor car. The Ford Shelby GT500 is now already on its way back to the McLaren F1 only by a hundred meters after the F1 stopped its nitrous boost and returned to its usual pace at 200 mp/h. “LAST WARNING, PULL OVER OR WE’LL MAKE YOU PULL OVER!”

“I’d like to see you guys do that, actually!” The driver said as he continued his smooth acceleration on the McLaren F1, despite the burden of about four to five hundred kilograms of a safe vault holding the car’s speed back, it’s barely slowing down at all. “Gee, I better finish this nice and quick before things go out of proportion. My car’s torque setting was made for this job, but I certainly wouldn’t bet on dragging my car’s durability on this crazy chase…!”

“How is he still running so fast with that hunk of metal anchored on the car’s rear?!” One of the NSX members exclaimed as he watched in disbelief towards the GPS monitor showing the speed of the suspect’s car running at 210 mp/h right now.
“That’s a freakin’ McLaren F1, dude…” Another officer added as they maintained their acceleration pace to join up with Tsubame’s crew ahead, now only three hundred meters from their own members. “With a proper torque setting on that machine, it’s probably more than enough to drag that cargo around without compromising the speed too much, not to mention that I assume he might have a couple of nitrous tanks to boost him over incase we happen to catch up.”

“His car’s definitely much slower than it would normally run, let’s keep this up, people!” Satoshi commanded as he prepares for a red button press on his steering wheel. “All units, boost on!!”

“Roger!” The NSX unit members acknowledged as they all pressed the red buttons on their steering wheels and ignited the nitrous system inside their cars and they blasted off with a loud backfire from their cars. Despite the heavy rainfall, they’re still charging full speed ahead and slalomed through the traffic cars without too much difficulty.

“We’re closing in to Tsubame’s crew! Rendezvous complete!” Satoshi said as he switched the frequency of his radio communicator to another set of numbers. “Officer Hirano, this is your chance now, boost forward and hit him with a synchronized EMP burst!”

“You got it, Commander!” Tsubame said as she pressed the EMP system button again on her radio and triggers the optical laser pointer inside her Interceptor once more. Once she did that, she pressed the red button on her steering wheel to ignite the nitrous tank installed inside her Shelby Interceptor. The nitrous oxide gas immediately went into ignition after a spark from within and blasted the Shelby straight ahead like a shot arrow. Her car is now entering a slipstream range of the McLaren F1’s rear as it continued to accelerate ahead with the cargo swerved slightly on the left side, exposing the laser pointer to the car’s rear. “I got you know, smartass!”

“All units, prepare your EMP burst, we finish this once and for all, synchronize your attack with Officer Hirano’s!” Satoshi commanded as he pressed the EMP system button on the radio inside his Porsche Interceptor too, the rest of the NSX crew followed as they close in to both Tsubame and the driver inside the McLaren F1. Now the rear of the black supercar is being pointed by more than ten red dots of EMP laser pointer, which means there will be an EMP soundwave that is at least ten times of what Tsubame will normally do on a car, and that will definitely fry everything inside the McLaren F1 and instantly render it immobilized. “Time your attacks carefully and make it count!”

“Yes, sir!” Jesse obeyed too as he and Dominic pressed their EMP system button as well, adding two more laser pointer dots to the McLaren F1. The driver is now risking a chance of having his exotic supercar being overloaded with a super massive EMP wave from over ten police cars chasing ferociously behind him…and on the long straight road of the Wangan Line, the driver is running out of options too.

“Whoa…imminent one way ticket to junkyard for my ride and me into police station huh? Nice!!” The driver chuckled while remained calm and drive like he usually does on the McLaren F1, not being fazed by the EMP lasers pointing at the car’s rear, ready to spring at any moment. Then the driver grabbed a different remote controller he was holding at the Yokohama Harbor area. But this controller design holds one common structure, and it has a red button that seemed to trigger something…explosive. “…well, I sure hope I don’t have to use this before, but oh well. Again, officers…haha, nothing personal.” The driver pressed the red button as he pressed another button too at the radio machine to trigger the jammer device inside the car. Back where the Shelby GT500 is now thirty meters from the F1, Tsubame was shocked to see that all the red dots from the EMP laser pointers disappeared in an instant.

“SHIT! Another jamming signal!!” Tsubame growled in anger as she punched the steering wheel hard, triggering the honk of the car to go off for a few seconds before she let go off her fist. Not too far away, there stood a large road sign indicating locations of which lane leads to different routes after they continued on, but it seems that the pillars of this huge road sign that spread over the wide area of the entire Wangan Line’s width range were taped over on the top of the sign itself…with timed explosives, as the red lights were flashing and beeping in countdown.

“Hold on, Mr.Cargo…” the driver said to himself and to the “cargo” somehow, as he pressed the N20 red button one more time. “Either it’s game over for us; or we made it through Stage 1 from here!” The McLaren F1; once again shot blue flames from the exhaust tip after another nitrous tank is ignited from the activation as it rockets the car and the cargo at an incredible speed of over 220 mph. Despite the limited speed from the cargo, it’s more than enough to lose most of the cops chasing behind, and soon the F1 swerved out of the slipstream range and the Shelby GT stopped charging any further while the black supercar left Tsubame slowly by another hundred meters and more. They are all very close to the explosive-loaded road sign and once the sign itself was around two hundred meters from the McLaren F1…

“…aaaaand….BINGO!!”

The explosive taped on the top of the road sign exploded simultaneously with the pillars supporting it and the entire steel plate came crashing down to the entire road. As it made its way downwards, the McLaren F1 and the cargo it was dragging along managed to barely escape from being crushed by over a ton of concrete steel from the oversized road sign. The driver of the black car then slowed down to a 160 mp/h and watched the rearview mirror as tried to see the fallen road sign obstructing the cops. He chuckled a bit and just said:

“Might wanna slow down from here on, officers…or you might get stuck later on.”

“HOLY SHIT!!” Tsubame quickly slammed the brakes and stalled the car before the Shelby made a huge impact towards the huge piece of steel blocking the road now. But as soon as the destruction of the road sign has happened; it finally triggered a huge chain reaction towards the traffic from behind. All the traffic cars that were travelling occasionally at 150 km/h speed now either couldn’t brake hard enough to stop the vehicle or was shocked by the sudden obstacle, crashed into the road sign itself and the cars from the rear followed, and the collision piles up one after another, glasses breaking apart and cars being bent one by one, even some of the NSX interceptors were caught on their own near collisions and are now crammed by the damaged traffic cars, causing a huge traffic chaos across half of the entire Wangan Line Eastbound area.

“SHIT!! All units are down!” Satoshi reported to the HQ before he got out from the Carrera GT and walked to the side of the road and watched helplessly as the McLaren F1 escaped with the safe remained intact and still being towed by the driver. “HQ, we managed to secure the harbor area, but it appears that there is an unexpected backup from the Yakuza organization. He’s got a precious cargo in his hands, and it’s probably something important for our primary target’s objective while we managed to neutralize the threats somehow on the harbor area. That unnamed suspect also got us all pinned down at one go, and along with it, the suspect even managed to cause a huge chaos traffic jam; in the middle of Wangan Line Eastbound!”

“That cocksucker’s really done some serious damage in just a few seconds at this highway road…he’s a freakin’ natural…hate to admit it.” Jesse said, as he gone out from his own GT-R Spec V, which seemed to still be in one piece, despite the hectic situation of where they’re all boxed in by the stacked traffic vehicles from the rear piling up and still stretching on in its jam. “At this rate, this traffic jam’s gonna take at least 20 hours or more to fix with this pile of road sign blocking the entire road. That guy knows what he’s doing with his car…and he’s got us where we thought we might have had him for sure.”

“That guy’s good, alright…” Tsubame said calmly as she walked upwards the debris from the road sign and watched as the black car travels even further away, now it’s only a tiny speck of black dot on a far away scene, blocked by the fog building up from the cold weather and the heavy rainfall. She grabbed her own fist and clenched her teeth secretly in frustration and disappointment. “This is the first time someone’s ever managed to escape me like that…who the hell is that guy anyway…? If he’s that new guy…I better keep an eye on him from now on.” She thought as she glares upwards the stormy sky, despite the rainfall, she can still see clearly that a helicopter is on its way to the scene, and from the looks of it, she knew it was the news-headline team, as the helicopter has a news company’s logo painted on the body of the machine, coated in white color. Sirens were wailing everywhere and the NSX interceptors were all immobilized and rendered useless at the piled up highway, there’s nothing but chaos down to where Tsubame and the rest of the PSE members were standing, and some of the traffic cars’ drivers have grown impatient and got confused as to why the sudden commotion.

“Officer Hirano reporting to HQ.” Tsubame said as she held on to her communicator on her left ear. “We managed to obtain some crucial information about the Yakuza’s next objective, but we failed to apprehend the new suspect driving the McLaren F1 and we also lost the precious cargo. The suspect has escaped and he’s made a critically chaotic traffic jam scene at the middle of the Wangan East area on the main highway. I believe that he’s part of the information we obtained through the hideout’s computer activity. Codename: KARASU. End of my report, Officer Hirano out.” She let out a huge sigh as she turned off the communicator and removed it from her ear as she gazes on to the split highway road of the Wangan Area.

It was a bad chaotic finish of their mission today despite their primary objective’s success, as the clock strikes 1:25 P.M. afternoon while the rainfall continues on across the entire metropolis of Tokyo area.

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Back to the McLaren F1, the driver eases up and opened up a can of Pepsi drink from the passenger seat below where there are still a few more cans to spare. The car is now travelling at a safe 100 mp/h speed, and still heading smoothly on the long straight as the driver removed his helmet, revealing the face of the driver as a young man. He has short black hair, and he is wearing arm-length leather gloves with metal knuckles on the right one, he also wears a simple, sleeveless black leather shirt, and a combination of a black, loose leather torn-end long pants with a pair of long leather boots with steel chains attached and a tiny black rose decoration on both of the small belt buckles.

“Ah, with the cops out of the picture…I can sit back and relax a little.” The driver said as he put aside his helmet on the passenger seat while took a sip of drink from the Pepsi can while continue driving with one hand. He took a glance at the rearview mirror to see if the cargo is still in one piece; and sure enough, it was despite the bottom of the safe is probably all roughed up from all the extreme drag and tow during the pursuit not too long ago. “Hope the PSE won’t be too sore about this. I just had to do what needs to be done…heh. All right then, next stop…the finish line!”

The McLaren F1 continued its advance towards the Wangan Line and eventually faded out of the sight, and not too far away, the same black raven flew high above the sky, following the trails of the black supercar, while the rainfall is subsiding slowly.

Soon after several minutes later since the successful escape from the PSE’s pursuit, the McLaren F1 finally arrived at a small junction of a hidden road leading it directly towards a fairly new and large manor. As the car stopped by at the main gates, which leads to a very large garden, enough to fill two or even three helicopters’ landing point before the residential building itself, a large bodyguard wearing a formal suit walked out from the watch building as he closes in to the McLaren F1 and knocked the window for inspection. As soon as the windows opened partially, the driver’s left arm stretches out with a small piece of plastic card on his hand. The hulking bodyguard smiled as he took the card and went back to the watch building and pressed the button on the machine, which triggers the gates to open its way and allowed the car to enter the garden.

“Thanks for opening the gate, big guy.” The driver thanked as he tossed a can of Pepsi drink towards the man through the open window. The bodyguard catches it and shrugged, feeling confused to the driver’s strange act of gratitude. Soon the McLaren F1 continued its advance slowly as he took some sweet time to examine the garden itself, the entire scenery almost screams traditional Japanese style as there are small ponds with fishes, a few henchmen doing some simple meditation, and even some women dressed as geishas. “Talk about livin’ a wealthy classic fashioned lifestyle…”

As the McLaren F1 made its way through the main door of the manor itself, there stood a woman with dyed blonde hair. She’s dressed in formal red silk with a beautiful red rose hairpin worn on the side of her hair. The driver simply waved at her and parked his car on a space besides the door that was specially placed a “RESERVED” mark on it. And besides parked a red Skyline BNR34 with a rose vinyl. The woman was none other than Nikko and one glance towards her, she is very happy to see the driver’s arrival with the cargo. She walked towards the McLaren F1, and as the driver’s door opened, she immediately grabbed the newcomer’s hand and tightened her grip.

“Simply marvelous driving, newbie. I’ve been watching the whole thing on your pursuit.” Nikko smiled as she reach towards the passenger seat to get the driver’s helmet. “Sato’s expecting you, I’d be your guide. Come on…”
“Thanks for the warm welcome, lady…er…”

“Barai…haha.” Nikko giggled. “Barai Nikko. Pleased to meet you.” After she is done introducing herself, she snapped a finger and immediately two bodyguards walked out from the door. “Oh, by the way…just call me Nikko.” Once she turned her attention towards the bodyguards, her elegant and charming expression immediately shifted into a serious and somewhat strict manner.
“Boys, take care of the cargo and put it to the storage. Be sure to clean up our guest’s McLaren F1 too.”

“Yes, ma’am.” The bodyguards obeyed as they proceed towards the tied up concrete safe and worked their way to remove the rope.

“Come on now, sweetheart…wouldn’t want to keep our master waiting.” Nikko grabbed the driver’s arm while her other arm holding the black helmet as she guide him towards the door. “So, what should I call you, mysterious black rider?”

“Oops, sorry…just call me Shinobu…Kurohane Shinobu.” The driver introduced himself finally as he turn back to the two bodyguards working on the cargo still, where the rope is already cut off and the bodyguards are trying to move the safe vault on a small towing car. “Hey guys, while you’re washin’ my ride, there’s Pepsi at the passenger seat, you can share it with your other buds! Thanks!”

As they made their way into the hallway of the manor itself, other bodyguards worn in formal suits all gave way and bowed in respect on the presence of Nikko and the honored guest.

“Pretty sweet reception there…Nikko.” Shinobu joked as he turned his attention towards the chandeliers on the black ceiling above before turning his attention back to Nikko’s face. “So, how many more drivers are out there that have been workin’ like this?”

“Oh, plenty…sweetheart…plenty. Beautiful sight isn’t it?” Nikko smiled as she guide Shinobu’s eyes towards the large flower vase made of marble as she pluck a black rose from the flowers there on display and placed it on Shinobu’s leather shirt left pocket. “You’ve managed to earn one of the most privileged spot amongst the organization thanks to your outstanding first trial’s performance. Sato is very happy to hear of your success too and he couldn’t wait for another minute to have a talk with you personally.”

“Well I am glad he liked it.” Shinobu scratched his head out of modesty as they continued on to the spiral stairs that lead them to the second floor. “So how long have you been working with this man?”

“I’m afraid that I’ve lost track, my dear.” Nikko said. “Driving freely on the road while earning a living out of it was a sweet deal…sharpening my own driving skills with the profit of getting paid for winning; it couldn’t get any sweeter than that, if you ask me.”

“Huh…looks like you and I sure have somethin’ in common then, Nikko.” Shinobu said, chuckling. “You and I loved the scent of freedom and not wanting to be bound by anyone when we drive.” Hearing what Shinobu said, Nikko couldn’t help but blush slightly out of joy. She however remained as calm as always while continuing her guide with Shinobu on their way to the second floor. And while they’re on their way, they passed through several rooms before they head to a pair of main large doors that leads to the main office.

“We’re here…” Nikko then let go off Shinobu’s arm and knocked the door gently. There is a small radio attached on the side of the door. As the door’s knocking was given, the green LED light flashed.

“Good afternoon, Nikko…is he finally here?” The voice over the radio said. Hearing the tone itself, he seemed pretty delighted.

“Good afternoon, Mr. Sato.” Nikko responded. “Our guest of honor is finally here.” Then after a moment of pause, a clicking sound can be heard and it can only mean one response from the person inside:

“Come in…my friends…”

As Nikko pushed opened the door after twisting the doorknob on the left, Shinobu opened the right door and they entered the impressive hall of the main office itself, there stood two bodyguards standing side by side on the center desk where the man in charge himself was standing, while glaring at the scene outside a big window. Inside the office there were several shelves crammed full of books and on the other side there was a golden shogun statue.

“…Impressive.” Shinobu whispered as he whistled in awe.

“Mr. Sato, this is the new recruit that carried out the job perfectly just now.” Nikko bowed as she stands besides Shinobu with her arms holding the helmet firmly. “I have monitored his movements during the job. He managed to deliver the cargo to safety, and outrun over ten PSE interceptors, including the one that has busted Raizou, Jin and killed Kazu. He has displayed outstanding results under my watch, and would definitely serve as a great help in our organization.”

“Hello there, Sato.” Shinobu waved casually. “Glad to be workin’ for ya.” With that said the man finally turned around and faced both of them. He was dressed in formal suit, with blue necktie and a dark purple coat.

“Ah…yes, of course…Kurohane Shinobu.” Kazuto smiled as he walked towards Shinobu slowly and gave a pat on his shoulder. “I couldn’t have asked for anyone else to pull off that task beautifully myself. You held up to your end, welcome abroad to the Yakuza Racing League, Shinobu. I’d expect a lot of great things from you in the future. Boys…hand it over.” Kazuto snapped a finger and a bodyguard carrying a large suitcase walked towards Shinobu and opened it, revealing a fully stacked pile of US dollar paper money, a red envelope with a rose sticker on it, and a key. “Here’s the reward, you’ve earned it rightfully.”

“Ah…so, a 100 grand that is then?” Shinobu said calmly as he closed the suitcase and took it from the bodyguard.

“Actually, it’s 135 grand with a special bonus from Nikko, my friend.” Kazuto chuckled, much to Shinobu’s surprise.

“Wha…? I thought for sure I heard 20% bonus back there…” Shinobu scratched his head, while Nikko giggled beside him.

“Call it a side-bonus for doing your job cleanly…you deserved it and I am happy to hand it over to you. Now then…with the business over here done…Nikko, do show our new member to his place and that bonus you’ve prepared for, would you please? I have other unfinished business to attend to.” Kazuto said as he turned back to his own desk and grabbed the checkbook from the notes on the table.

“With pleasure, Mr. Sato…come on, dear.” Nikko obeyed, while she turned her eyes back to Shinobu again.

“Ah, alright then…thanks for the deal, Sato.” Shinobu thanked Kazuto once more and offered a handshake, which Kazuto accepted willingly.

“Now be off, I’d call you when I need you for another task. For now, enjoy yourself with Nikko’s guidance.” Kazuto finished his word as both Shinobu and Nikko left the room while the bodyguards closed the door once they’re out and locked it immediately.

“So, what’s this 'bonus' Sato’s talkin’ about?” Shinobu asked while they continued their walk on the hallway back to the first floor. Nikko on the other hand just smiled and said:

“Well, sweetheart, you’d find out soon enough… and I assure you that you’re going to love it.”


- End of Chapter 4 -

This post has been edited by クロイ on Apr 22 2012, 03:14 AM

Shinobu... waitwhat? he ain't no Kiss-shot Acerola-Orion Heart-Under-Blade

other than that, well done. can't wait to see Shinobu's bonus xD

But wouldn't you love to find out about that bonus...?

Huhuhu...anyway, a bio for Shinobu is going to be updated before Chapter 5 commence, so sit tight.


[ Post merged on Apr 22 2012, 06:55 AM ]
Well then, here's the profile of KARASU...A.K.A Shinobu Kurohane.


Name: Shinobu Kurohane (黒羽 忍)

“Let me tell you something, ladies. In this infinitely vast world of racing where the side of laws were split into several parts; there’s only three things that you can always count on to survive – Your instincts, your friends, and above all: your RIDES!”

Age: 26

Hair color: Black

Eye color: Reddish black

Nicknames: KARASU, Babyface, Black Crow

Wanted Level: Unknown

Bounty: Unknown

Nationality: Japanese

Occupation: Freelance worker, Car test-driver (resigned for unknown reasons)

Car Model: McLaren F1 (Black)

Weapons of choice: Bare fists with knuckle gloves, .45 ACP Handgun, and literally any melee weapons.

Personality: Very calm, collected and cool, Shinobu hardly ever cracks into pressure, regardless of how sticky a situation he’s thrown into. When he found a way to survive, he will do anything necessary to save himself, and as much as possible; not compromise anything he treasures for it. While moody-looking on the outside with his usual dark appearance; he’s very friendly and sociable. Despite sometimes where he can be surprisingly violent and rough when time calls for it, deep down he cares a lot for whoever he considers as friends under his book, even when he’s too calm to show it to others. Having faith and complete trust under his own abilities and instincts, he paid no heed to the disadvantages that lie before him when hardships occur. Though not exactly a fast thinker, when he’s thought of a way to do something, he always knows when to do it right and get it done beautifully without compromising anything.

Biography: A once well-known former car test-driver but eventually forgotten short after his reputation was starting to build due to his untold resignation; Shinobu is a mysterious driver with lots of questions over his past background before he turned into a full-fledged street racer in Shutoku Area. As to why he choose to become a street racer while he had a bright future waiting for him in the motorsport world of professional racing with his trusty McLaren F1 that he used most of his hard-earned cash to pay for, nobody is ever clear about the reason behind it.

His current connections between the Yakuza organization, their Racing League, along with the Public Speed Enforcers are still unclear, but it is made clear that he is now a newly made wanted speeding criminal from the local police department other than PSE ever since his first pursuit occurred on the Wangan Line Eastbound, where he managed to outrun 12 PSE officers and caused a massive traffic jam at the highway to keep them occupied while he managed to get the job done for the recruitment of the Yakuza Racing League, and is currently being verified by the PSE members to confirm who he is.

Driving Style: Clean, smooth and precise with pure instincts, Shinobu controlled his McLaren F1 like his own arms and legs while maintained a smooth driving without making contact with literally any obstacles that will risk damaging his car or the other drivers’. Throughout his lifetime as a racer, he raced countless types of opponents; from clean to downright dirty types and had experienced enough hardships to know how to retaliate them without resorting to use cheap ramming tactics just to damage his own ride to get even with dirty racers. Shinobu raced smart and will do anything to lose the cops going after him, yet at the same time keep his car away from touching any of their interceptors while disabling their vehicles without KILLING off a single cop, believing that every good man deserved to live; for his mutual respect to the law enforcers, despite being labeled occasionally as a “filthy rich racer scum” by some of the public citizens.

McLaren F1: Shinobu’s McLaren F1 is loaded with a safe amount of direct port nitrous system and is only used when he’s in a hot pursuit from the cops, and it is also filled with necessary PSE-countermeasure equipments such as a jammer device and a rechargeable EMP laser pointer that can create a sound wave at least twice as strong as those commonly used by the PSE interceptors to stop their target’s vehicles, which is strong enough to even fry the controls of a PSE helicopter unit.

Special thing worth a mention: Whenever he’s riding out on the road with his car, there’s always a black raven somewhere watching wherever he goes. As to what sort of symbolic sign this may be; it remained unclear.

And with the profile done, expect some sweet surprises in store for Chapter 5.

This post has been edited by クロイ on Apr 22 2012, 07:54 AM

i shall give KARASU a weapon he deserves..




the famed AMT Hardballer Longslide .45 ACP with extended threaded barrel for suppressor attachment.

Whoa, that's one hell of a handgun there. Been searching for this model around the google search, thanks, man.

Hope you enjoyed Chapter 4, cause Chapter 5 is gonna focus more on Shinobu's development with his newfound joint while also continue back to Tsubame's failure on capturing him.

Another incredible chapter, Kuroi!

Shinobu is a beast...losing all PSE cop cars in one go, and keep them completely busy with a huge traffic jam in the middle of Wangan highway. And from the looks of it, it seems like Tsubame's finally got another rival to face and it certainly isn't gonna be as easy as her first hot pursuit on Chapter 1.

Seeing as how things are going for Kazuto's new recruitment with the warm reception Shinobu is getting with the members (especially Nikko), I foresee that Shinobu's gonna be the major key character that will drive Tsubame and her crew members to see to more of Yakuza's goal towards their Racing League activities.

...and of course; I too am curious as to what would be Shinobu's "bonus"...

On that note; amazing writing. Keep at it!! You really know how to keep the readers wanting for more on every chapter's end.

Thanks for the feedback, Rin. There's more to come on Chapter 5, and you're about to find out now.

Here's the update of the next chapter, boy...I am on a roll lately with this story...and I may probably introduce a few more characters after this.

Here goes!

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Chapter 5 –Beauty and Adrenaline - 鋳薔薇の乙女

Back to the hallway of the first floor, Nikko continued on her guidance with Shinobu outside the door and eventually back to the spot where the McLaren F1 is now washed partially, the amount of dirt on the lower part of the black supercar is certainly washed off, but not all of it. Shinobu couldn’t help but wondered one thing in his mind;

“Mmm-mm…looks like those henchmen could someday consider raisin’ their car-care standards a bit more next time.”

“Don’t worry about the dirt, Shinobu.” Nikko said as she walked towards her own Skyline R34 while Shinobu go for the McLaren F1’s driver seat. Nikko tossed the helmet right back to Shinobu, as he catches it effortlessly with one hand. “Follow me and you’d see that lovely car of yours shine like you bought it on first day, once we reach to the ‘bonus’ zone.”

“Well, this is exciting.” Shinobu said calmly with a smile as he started the car’s engine after closing the door. Noticing that the Pepsi cans were no longer at the passenger seat’s bottom, he placed the cash suitcase over there along with his helmet and started to move his car away from the area, while waiting for the R34 to pass him first. “Never thought that beginner’s guide can be this fun…after you then.” Shinobu chuckled while signaling his hand to let Nikko to go through first.

“Keep up, my dear.” Nikko said as she stepped on the gas pedal and the Skyline rocketed its way out from the opened main gates, followed by the McLaren F1 from behind as they took the continued path. With the rain subsided, the same raven that was watching from the top of the tree that was located far away from Kazuto’s manor flew off as soon as it notices the black car left the area.

After more than five minutes of their trip, finally the R34 and F1 made their way towards an unusually huge facility. And from the entrance gate, it seems to be surrounded by bobbed wire walls with a sign showing “PRIVATE PROPERTY, NO VISITORS ALLOWED”, indicating that this facility seemed to be heavily guarded, and sure enough, from Shinobu’s driver view, he can see a bald man holding a shotgun over there, guarding the gates. As Shinobu drove a little closer besides Nikko’s R34, he opened the windows and tried to start a conversation with Nikko, and sure enough, she did the same thing.

“Err…Nikko…where exactly are you trying to bring me to, if you don’t mind me askin’?” Shinobu said, unfazed by the intimidating bodyguard from the entrance gates.

“Patience, my dear…just follow me.” Nikko said as she closed the windows and started moving towards the destination.

“Oh well…” Shinobu followed closely behind the R34’s tail as they made their last turn to the entrance. The large bodyguard walked towards the R34 and once he found the rose vinyl on the GT-R, he immediately put aside his weapon and bowed in respect towards the driver and immediately opened the main gates. As the bodyguard turned his attention towards the McLaren F1, he tried to peek inside the windows and found out that there is a suitcase inside the passenger seat. “I am just a guest here…not lookin’ for any trouble.” Shinobu thought, trying as much as he can not to make eye contact while remained calm.

“Sweet car…my first time ever to see an actual one.” The bodyguard thought as he hides some of his car magazines on the tiny desk below.

Back to the McLaren F1 and R34, they stopped as the R34 opened its windows again.

“Stay here, don’t come out of the vehicles until I told you to.” Nikko said as she shuts off the engine and went into the building. On the other side of this facility there seems to be a gate similar to that of those used by garages.

“Alright lady, I’d just sit put here and listen to some rock music instead.” Shinobu then kicks back and pressed the radio button with a CD player on. And soon the player starts rocking the car inside with some incredible guitar solo jamming, similar to those of the old classic 80s and 90s musical style with no vocals whatsoever. But as soon as he was about to take a relaxing position inside his car, he heard some voices through the garage door and not long after.

“Whoa…the hell?” Shinobu thought as he lowered the volume of his rock music and noticed that the garage doors are slowly opening and he can hear sounds of machines working and cars revving inside, even along with some motorbikes’ loud engine sound, and he found out that the facility inside WAS a garage. And not long after that, he saw a young lady with short sky blue hair, dressed under white tube shirt and military long pants with another layer of partially torn-black leather dress worn over her belt as extra garment. She smiled and whistled as the other crew members inside the garage walked forward, and much to Shinobu’s surprise, they were all females, dressed just as stylishly and beautifully! “Holy smokes…”

Then soon after, Nikko finally arrived, her clothes changed into a stylish red leather coat with leather tube top worn inside, while wearing leather pants and high leather boots. She stands upfront and gave a hand signal to tell Shinobu to drive into the garage. Then everything started to make sense to Shinobu regarding about the “bonus” Nikko was preparing for. He couldn’t help but chuckled as he turned the rock music volume up loud once again and drove inside the garage as the girls all waved at him with lovely smiles.

“Hahaha…so THIS is what the bonus is all about huh?! Sweet reception…and definitely worth the surprise!” Shinobu chuckled as he waved back at the girls all smiling at him as they push the McLaren F1’s rear bumper gently while the car slowly made its way to a spot for parking with other impressive-looking cars. Much to his surprise the garage was almost as huge as a steel-mining factory and there is literally more than enough space to store over fifty cars and there is even a personally custom-made apartment on the second and third floor.

There were even multiple air conditioners inside this facility with all the necessary machineries and tools for general mechanic maintenance on both cars and motorbikes. It’s a literal sanctuary for any racer team’s ideal headquarters for all of their gigs planning and car maintenance without anything outside bothering them. Shinobu felt like he’s in cloud nine at the moment and could hardly contain the excitement. As soon as he parked his car besides two beautiful Porsche cars; a black GT3 RS with its red rims and a classic dark blue 911 Turbo from the 1982 Edition, he walked out from the car and every lady in the garage surrounded him like a lovely flower circle.

“Hello ladies, and man…” Shinobu greeted as the girls all greeted him back with applause and cheers while Nikko stood out in front of him. “…nice surprise of a bonus you got for me…I don’t even know if I deserve all these. First the extra cash and now being introduced to this heaven of a garage?”

“Like I said, you’re gonna love it. Meet the Steel Rose Maidens, they’re my personally trained team representing one of the Yakuza Racing League’s reserve team.” Nikko smiled, her arms crossed as she snaps a finger and a few of the girls from the crowd walked out and face Shinobu in a smaller group. One of them being the very first young lady that Shinobu met where she whistled for the other girls to come and greet him, followed by another two more. “From now on, these girls will be living with you together in this hideout. And these three are now your primary partners. Girls, this is Kurohane Shinobu; do introduce yourselves to him and make him comfortable before we have another session under planning. I need to return to Mr.Sato’s manor to discuss about our next objective.”

“Whoa…living already, Nikko?” Shinobu said calmly, while Nikko walked slowly at the exit of the garage gate as the girls cleared a path for her. “Then…er…what should I do next?”

“These girls will guide you while I am not around. Setsuna, you’re now in charge. You girls play nice with him now.” Nikko waved without looking back as she continued on to her R34 parked outside, and once she started the engine, she drove the car out of the entrance gate and eventually faded out from sight. Back to the garage, the blue-haired female held Shinobu’s hand and guides him slowly towards the resting hallway of the custom apartments below while the girls followed.

“Come here, Kurohane. Oh, and don’t forget your luggage too, because you’d be living here from now on.” The female said while letting her hand off Shinobu.
“Haha, alright then…um…”

“Setsuna. Just call me Setsuna.”

“Oh, sure…just call me Shinobu then. Save the formality, I am not exactly comfortable with people calling my family name anyway.” Shinobu said as he walked back to his McLaren F1 and took his suitcase and his helmet along. Later as he walked back towards Setsuna and the rest of the girls, they continued on towards the resting hallway. As they all went inside the spot where the girls usually sit back and rest up, there is even a large plasma TV on the center of the hallway, equipped along with some huge surround speakers on it. And the furry couches were all mended with care too along with the cushions.

“So…did you girls all live like this for a long time?” Shinobu asked as they took their seats, with Shinobu’s couch accompanied by Setsuna on his left side, followed by the other two females on his other side.

“Yup…damn straight.” Setsuna said, as she took this chance to reintroduce the entire group once more. “So, well then; congratulations on making your way through our hideout for all our racing activities and much more, and as Miss Nikko mentioned before, we are the Steel Rose Maidens, a special private racing team comprised entirely of female racers and mechanics. Miss Nikko said you could be of the greatest help to our team and you will be learning a lot of new things for the entire Yakuza Racing League through our guidance. And under the instructions of Miss Nikko, I would be your primary partner, out of the other two of my best friends there, go on…say hello to them.”

Setsuna guided Shinobu’s eyes back to the other two females sitting next to him, the one sitting closer to Shinobu’s other side was a stoic looking young lady with long brown hair and red eyes, dressed in tight leather long sleeve shirt, followed by a short skirt with leather short pants and futuristic-looking steel-plated shoes. She is wearing a leather choker with a brown rose ribbon, and also wears a pair of black cotton gloves, with a similar brown rose ribbon tied on her left one. Her slight pale-toned skin reflects her somewhat cold expression, and she is barely even seen smiling, until her eyes locked to Shinobu’s.

“Oh…um…sorry. Pleased to meet you…name’s Shinobu. Yours?” Shinobu said, as the stoic girl touched his hands gently.

“…Lacia.” The girl whispered her name, her voice almost sounded inaudible, but Shinobu could hear her just fine. “…pleased to meet…you…Shinobu…”

“Umm…pardon me, but did she have trouble talking properly?” Shinobu asked.
“Well, ever since she’s a child, her speech ability has been kinda…disruptive.” One of the girls answered. “It’s a rare speech disorder, but at least it didn’t affect her thinking directly. Don’t let her stoic looks fool you. Sometimes she can think just as fast as a calculator or computer.”

“Oh…sorry to hear about your symptoms, Lacia.” Shinobu apologized, but Lacia quickly shook her head and waved her hands nervously.

“It’s……okay…..I don’t…mind…” Lacia stuttered, her face grown pink in embarrassment.

“…and I am Rong Wei, pleased to meet you.” Another lady sat next to Lacia spoke with a soft voice. She has bluish dark hair with a ponytail hairstyle, fair oriental skin and slit black eyes. She wears a beautiful white bell sleeve dress a small part of her chest revealed, and the dress was decorated with ornate patterns of lily flowers and a Chinese dragon along with a few clouds patterns. At the bottom she wears a green long skirt with multiple dragon patterns that reveals her front legs, while she is also seen wearing a blackish blue bloomers, and finished with ankle length black boots with the Chinese word ‘dragon’ on the top of the boots’ sides. She also wears a pair of dragon head earrings and a jade necklace around her neck. “I have seen how you drive through Miss Nikko’s share of her recording. You were simply amazing back there. It’s been far too long since I met a capable male driver with such graceful driving.”

“Oh gee, you girls are giving me way too much credit.” Shinobu laughed. “I am simply driving as safe as I could without hurting any other folks directly with my car. Driving with ramming cars just to escape or become number one was never my thing anyway. Well then…pleased to meet you girls. So what cars did you girls drive? There’s an awful lot of amazing rides out here…even the motorcycles look sweet.”

“Haha, we’re kinda worried that you wouldn’t ask.” Setsuna smiled, as she points the cars parked near Shinobu’s McLaren F1 other than the two Porsches. On the opposite side of where the McLaren F1 is parked, there stood an exotic blue car with a Jaguar logo on the rear. Shinobu whistled as he notices what Jaguar model the car was. “Other than a few internal modifications done, I barely could tolerate myself from touching the outer parts on my XKR-S.”

“It’s beautiful…I like seeing rare cars like these.” Shinobu said. “So, what are you two riding, Lacia and Rong Wei?”

Lacia kept quiet, as she just pointed at the car parked right next to the McLaren F1. Rong Wei simply smiled out of amusement.

“Oh, THAT GT3 was yours? Sorry, hadn’t noticed.” Shinobu scratched his head, and then finally Rong Wei gave her final answer. She points towards the car parked next to the blue XKR-S, and it has an Audi logo on the rear. The car is coated in dark green and has an R8 steel imprint on it. “Oh…that R8’s yours, Rong Wei?”
“Yeah…my pride and joy.” Rong Wei sighed. “This car has never touched a single cop car before during pursuits, in fact; it never touched a single object before that will damage it badly. Took me quite a while to use its handling advantage to lose the cops on twisty roads…I even managed to get a few tricks done on the internals to compromise a little bit of the top speed for extra acceleration in case I needed it to escape cops. Most boys just got obsessed with who has the biggest engine…well I certainly don’t buy that.”

“Glad you have that kind of mindset. I’d like to see what’s under these cars’ hoods someday when I got more free time.” Shinobu chuckled.

“Well, you do now, silly. You’re now at home and for now you just kick back and relax.” Setsuna smiled as she grabbed a towel and hang it over her neck. “Your F1 seemed a bit dirty…the pursuit’s sure is intense from what I saw…but we’d get it fixed. Girls, let’s start working on it!” She clapped her hands as the girls immediately stood up from the couches. They walked out from the resting hallway as they immediately grabbed some buckets and clean cloths, while heading to a water pipe near the exit of the garage gate.

“Whoa, whoa…ladies…you don’t really have to—“

“Nuh uh, we do this out of our choice.” Setsuna said as she points a finger at Shinobu’s lips and gently push him back to his seat. “You just rest up before we have a private session tonight, while we go clean your sweet car ride and go a dyno test on it just in case to see if everything’s copacetic for the session; then maybe you can join us together when we test our cars and do multiple setting adjustments.”

“There are a lot of things we are more than willing to share with you here, now that you’re part of us, Shinobu.” Rong Wei added, as she stood up and walked to a smaller table, where there is a small Chinese tea set. She grabbed the teapot and placed some dried leaves on an empty cup and poured the hot green tea inside it, the amount of steam from the hot drink was just right. She grabbed the cup of tea towards Shinobu and placed it on the table near him. “You’d soon find out that there’s so much you can experience with us together. I’d be more than glad to tell you more if you want to.”

“Gee, thanks. Guess I’d need to get used to this kind of lifestyle now…what session are you girls talkin’ about anyway for tonight? Something big goin’ on?” Shinobu asked as he took a small sip from the hot green tea that Rong Wei prepared. Then, on the response of Shinobu’s question, Lacia grabbed Shinobu’s hand glove and pulled it gently, drawing Shinobu’s attention towards her. “…yes Lacia, what’s up?”
“…C1…Inbound…tonight…big race…with other divisions…from different organizations and teams…” Lacia said softly while her expression remained as stoic and passive as before. “…other team…wishes to bet money…and cars…for winning…”

“Whoa, sounds pretty exciting.” Shinobu chuckled.

“Well, not as exciting when those guys are playing dirty.” Rong Wei said, her expression turned somewhat displeased. “We hate it when we’re up against a bunch of racers that tried to bet a lot of money or even cars just for the excitement and entertainment. We had some that even tried to mess with our rides while we’re not looking just so that they can get an easy win, especially when there are cars at stake. Of course; we’re now more than prepared to retaliate when they behave such way from now on.”

“Well, guess we’re on the same page then, ladies.” Shinobu smiled as he took another sip of the green tea. “I am all for a great challenge, but the thought of putting something on the line have to be mandatory just sounded somewhat moronic and meaningless to me. I mean it’s not like you can prove something more other than just you being faster. Sometimes when you play the betting card too much, you turned into a greedy cocksucker that doesn’t know when to stop resorting into using cheap tricks just to get what you want to satisfy yourself.”
“Exactly. And that’s why we hardly bet for anything when we race.” Rong Wei added, while Lacia stares at the McLaren F1 being washed carefully by the girls, including Setsuna herself. “But let’s worry about that later on tonight. Let’s talk more about you…we can share your story together when the girls are done washing your car.”

“Sure…where do you want to begin?” Shinobu asked, and Lacia quickly turned her eyes back to Shinobu, eager to hear his story along with Rong Wei together. Outside the hideout for the girls, the raven is seen on top of the building, watching the scenery of the Tokyo city far away.

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Meanwhile, back at the PSE Headquarters, with the digital clock showing the time 1625 hours, the hectic mood on the meeting boardroom where the high command officers and the chiefs are discussing individually regarding about the newest development of their investigation towards the individual known as KARASU with the picture of the black McLaren F1 escaping from the PSE members on the Wangan Line. Some were frustrated at what they saw on the recording clip, while some were speechless, but they all share one common thought, and one of the more skeptical high command officer just voiced the opinion first hand:

“This man’s a dangerous driver…he’s got most of the PSE’s best members played right into his hands on where he plotted the escape window and at the same time prevented the charge of murdering any law enforcers on that same scenario.” The officer was breaking a few cold sweats on his forehead as he grabbed the documents of KARASU’s details with the photo of the car along. “…Look, I don’t care whoever might be out there on your PSE unit members; you just do whatever you can to make sure this guy don’t show up anywhere to do more damage on the property of Tokyo Metropolitan Highway Area. You think the expenses used to build those highway roads on the Wangan Area are cheap?! What the bloody hell are you PSE members doing?!! NOT ONE OF YOU CAN TAKE HIM OUT?! NOT ONE?” The officer snapped as he slammed the table desk angrily. “Do you people realize just how long it will take to restore everything?!!”

“Calm down, people.” Chief Naze spoke, after a moment of pause while letting the high strung officer to voice out his frustration first. “Clearly this is unexpected from the Yakuza Organization indeed. This is also the first time it was publicly announced that they are recruiting any new members. As far as our records are concerned; there have been no signs of Sato Kazuto in lacking of manpower to do his bidding and business dealings.”

“Yeah, thanks for pointing that out to us, you old coot!” The pretentious officer continued to snap. He was wearing a badge on his brown coat, where it’s indicated that he was one of the Tokyo Metropolitan Area’s Governmental Public Security Committee high command officers. “We PSCs want results and progress of you taking out these street racers, not waste your time to analyze them day after day while they go out and cause trouble like this!”

“Please, Mr. Takeda…calm yourself down first. We will make sure that the PSE is updated with new resources to even the scales.” Naze responded calmly again. As he walked towards the round table’s front screen showing the clip of the McLaren F1, he paused the video and turned his attention back to the officers, now with their eyes locked on to him. “It wasn’t entirely the PSE members’ faults that there was an unnamed new recruit within the Yakuza Organization, nor was it entirely our officers’ fault that they’re charging straight towards the pursuit of a well-prepared driver, and not knowing what to expect from him. None of us wanted this to happen…but rest assured, we will continue to analyze the data that our officer Hirano have gathered thanks to her efforts under investigation of the Yokohama Harbor’s incident.”

“Well then…fine. But I am warning you…” Takeda uttered with a scowl as he stood up with a few other officers along, as he pointed his finger towards the old chief. “You best make sure that your PSE subordinates don’t screw up like what happened in Wangan East! Or else I am going to charge you to pay back for the damage you people cause for your lack of competence! You PSEs were supposed to protect the public road! I don’t care how you do it! I want you people to put a bounty on KARASU’s head and I want it done now!!” After he is done talking, he stomped out of the meeting room as he growled in silence:

“Incompetent speed enforcers…these people couldn’t even handle one little punk…how pathetic.”

Naze on the other hand remained calm and unfazed by Takeda’s remarks. As he let out a slow sigh of relief that the meeting is over, he walked outside of the meeting room, and from outside, a lot of PSE officers were waiting for him, including Satoshi, Tsubame, Dominic and Jesse.

“Sorry that you got to sit through this…Chief.” Tsubame apologized, her expression felt defeated and frustrated, due to the fact that it was her fault that she couldn’t capture KARASU in time, or else none of the commotion would have happened in the Wangan East area, and caused such an uproar that even the Public Security Committee, which was run by the Japan Governmental system has became furious of the damage caused. The individuals of the PSC was intolerant towards the damage done for a pursuit that produced no result of any success of arresting a suspect, feeling that they suffered a loss with no redeeming value. “If only I knew that KARASU was setting all these up just to lure is into a trap at first place…”

“That’s enough, my young officer.” Naze smiled forgivingly as he gave a pat on Tsubame’s shoulder. “A lot of us made mistakes under the most critical times unexpectedly…you can’t expect everything to go perfectly at all times. Besides, I already got used to the high-strung prattling of Officer Takeda…we will get things done somehow…for now, how are things going with your data-analyzing efforts, Officer Davenport?”

“Oh…yes, sir.” Jesse quickly walked forward and gave a printed document of what he found. “From the data we just obtained from Yokohama Harbor’s hideout camp, we managed to know a bit more about KARASU’s detail. Although the actual name remained unknown, but we managed to find out that he used to be a famous test-driver in Japan…and during that time, when his reputation build as a pro-test driver, he resigned for unknown reasons…we also managed to find out extra details that he is a very skilled biker too…as we have matching evidences of the same unknown biker caught by surveillance camera from several years ago where he’s involved under assist of several vigilance acts.”

“We were surprised that KARASU was actually the same vigilante helmet-wearing individual that used to drove several types of bikes in assisting of busting robbers before he disappeared without a trace after his last activity 2 years ago.” Satoshi furthered his report for what he found out about KARASU. Naze continued to examine the details on the documents as he took out his spectacles for a closer look. “But as to why is he suddenly helping out the Yakuza, that…we do not know.”
“It’s a huge mystery indeed…there’s still so many things we don’t quite know of KARASU’s objectives.” Tsubame added, crossing her arms. “…but something tells me that we might find out more eventually when we bump into him next time when we’re off for patrolling.”

“And until then, hopefully the PSC folks won’t go nuts on us until we managed to find out more about this new guy.” Dominic suggested, folding his arms along too. “To them, we’re merely police officers that carry out our duties and are too stupid to think for ourselves…so every time when they issue out an order to get something done, no matter how hard it is; we just gotta shut our mouths and do as we’re told…like a bunch of loyal soldiers in service of our country.”

“Hey, look on the bright side.” Satoshi said with a pat on both Jesse and Dominic’s backs. “At least we don’t have to stay in the conference room ourselves to endure the punishment of sitting down and listen to that blockhead PSC officer running his mouth off. But on the other hand, we have got to hurry up and investigate more about this new guy, perhaps he could be a lead to what we could find out more about what the bloody hell those Yakuza turds are planning with their racing gigs and drug businesses.”

“Well, you’re right about that…well then, Chief…hope you’d take a good rest. It’s been a hectic day today.” Tsubame wished Naze well, as he nodded and walked slowly back to his own private office, while Tsubame and the rest of the members walked to the other side of the path back to the main office where the members are working still on several investigations about events happening on the Yokohama Harbor and KARASU. “Well then, thanks for everyone’s hard work…let’s take a 30 minute rest before we head back to patrol, shall we?”

“Sounds good to me…” Jesse smiled as he walked back to his desk. “I just finished my paperwork recently and I felt like a fresh air outside is all I need to calm myself down…all these actions today just took a huge toll on me…haha…”

“I on the other hand should discuss to my team about the interceptors we’d be using next time when we’re on patrol. I still got my duty to do as a commander after all.” Satoshi said. “Well then, you go and rest up. We’d join the patrol around 5 PM.”

“Alright then, Commander Minaka. You coming with me, Dominic?”

“Sure thing. I’ve nothing to do here anyway…now that my investigation on the data with Jesse’s done and all.” Dominic said as he followed Tsubame to the path that eventually leads them to the pantry of the headquarters. Deep down, Tsubame thought quietly as she clenched her teeth under a hidden frustration…

“I just hope that we will have more chances in bumping KARASU. He’s now one of our primary targets that can lead us to Kazuto…but why? If he used to be a vigilante, then why the sudden change in his path to work for criminals like Kazuto? What could he possibly want from the Yakuza organization?”

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As the moon finally shone its light to the Tokyo Metropolitan city, back at the Steel Rose Maidens’ huge safe house area, where the bodyguard is currently jamming some old 90s rock music on his radio, the mood inside the girls’ garage area along with the custom apartment were as lively and filled with joy as ever, despite the spots where the cars are currently being maintained by the mechanic ladies were filled with some greases here and there, the positive energy of everything going strong and alive remained there. As two girls are currently working on mounting a turbine on a Subaru Impreza WRX STi GC8V, they were chatting with great expressions. There was even a huge set of speakers set to a high volume blast, and a female racer was jamming with some of the incredible heavy metal music from the old times.

“Now now, careful with that turbine, Rena. That thing’s delicate.” The girl with long brown hair and green eyes said. She wears a sleeveless green shirt with her jacket tied on her waist, and she also has a spunky expression of a tomboy with a cheery tone, as she smiles, a tiny fang can be seen from her lips. “That car’s brand new, so better not mess the turbine up.”

“Gee, I got it already, Tsuruko!” Rena, a short brown-haired girl retaliated as she carefully mounts the turbine inside the car. She wears a short-sleeve leather shirt with a lightning bolt steel emblem on her pocket. “Say, how is the F1 doing?”
“It’s doing lovely under you ladies’ care.” A familiar, calm and somewhat masculine voice said from Tsuroko’s behind. “Honestly, you girls are amazing at keepin’ these cars in top condition.”

“Shinobu!!” Tsuroko yelled in surprise as she backed off a few steps from Shinobu. “S-sorry that we couldn’t do much yet on the car’s internal parts though. Everything on your McLaren F1 is just copacetic from the inside to the outside…there isn’t anything we could do other than clean the exhaust pipes and refreshed the oil system, refuel your car and of course, reloaded it with the necessary amount of nitrous you may need for tonight’s battle. You know…just in case when the cops show up again.”

“Hey, that’s more than what I would’ve dared to ask for you girls to do. So don’t sweat it.” Shinobu said. “You’re a good mechanic, and I really appreciate what you’ve done for my car…thanks.” Hearing Shinobu’s words somewhat made Tsuroko blushed a little bit, but she manage to remain calm and played it smooth.
“Well, I am glad you liked our service then!” Tsuroko said with a wink.

“So, how are things going for Setsuna and the others’ cars?” Shinobu turned his eyes towards Setsuna, where she’s seen examining the engine of her XKR-S, followed by Rong Wei testing the Audi R8 as she revved the engine a few times, and Lacia is seen staring at the gauges for a moment before she gently revved the Porsche GT3 RS and tested the steering wheel by turning left and right under idle condition. “Looks like they’re doin’ good so far.”

“Oh they’re almost done warming up.” Tsuroko said as she grabbed a small document paper that has the word “McLaren F1’s settings” written on it. “Ah, and here’s the stuff I managed on your car when the girls are done washing it thoroughly. Honestly…the guys at Mr.Sato’s house sure need to learn more on how to take care of a car properly.” She handed the paper over to Shinobu as he slowly examined it.

“Well, these along oughta do it…thanks Tsuroko.” Shinobu smiled as he kept the paper inside his pocket. The black rose on his left pocket was already taken off and left on his own room’s table. “And hey, you can’t blame the guys there…they’re not exactly cut out to be car washers after all…haha. That’s not what they’re hired to do anyway.”

“Yeah…some boys are just not meant to do something.” Tsuroko said. “Oh, there they are.” As Tsuroko guides Shinobu’s eyes towards the ladies approaching him, he realize that it’s almost time as the clock on his watch just shows it is now 8:45 PM. Setsuna, Rong Wei and Lacia all stood in front of Shinobu with their expressions showing that they’re now all ready for action.

“So, Shinobu…it’s almost time. Are you ready to do this?” Setsuna said as she glanced at the McLaren F1, and it was literally sparkling clean, even the rims and some stubborn dirt spots were cleaned thoroughly, it looked as if the car was completely brand new. The group of girls standing there recording the data for the F1 waved from afar as one of them gave an A-OK hand sign to show that everything is already ready.

“Well, anytime you are, ladies.” Shinobu replied as he walked back to the McLaren F1 and started the engine and tried revving the engine. The girls followed as they all watched Shinobu testing his car, and they were literally pleased to hear the sharp engine sound of the black supercar. “Everything’s perfect…thanks, everyone. So how are we gonna do this on C1?”

“We’d explain the details more as we go to the destination later tonight.” Rong Wei smiled as she stand on the door where the windows are opened still, and from the inside, it seems like Shinobu’s helmet is already there on the passenger’s seat.
“Ah, another surprise in store huh? I like it…” Shinobu smiled, as Setsuna walked towards Shinobu as well and bend over towards him.

“Just remember…in case after the race the losers started to go violent on you, do be prepared for anything.” Setsuna said as she reveals her leather belt holds a small handgun and a few knives. “Only react when those guys there throw the first punch first. We certainly don’t wanna cause trouble there on the racing area.”

“Hey, don’t sweat it, Setsuna…” Shinobu shows that he too has a handgun hidden inside his jacket. It was a famed AMT Hardballer Longslide .45 ACP handgun with extended threaded barrel for suppressor attachment. The three girls couldn’t help but be impressed at the weapon alone. “I’ve loaded myself with just enough equipments to defend myself in case things got out of proportion. So, it’s cool.”

“Alright then…let’s get going. We wouldn’t want to keep our opponents waiting all night.” Rong Wei said as she walked back towards the Audi R8 and started its engine and drove slowly at the exit path of the garage, the gate was already opened for them to start moving, with some of the girls cheering for the four drivers. Inside the R8, it seems there are a several katanas hidden on the passenger seat’s rear and sides. There is also a handgun strapped on the hidden holster of Rong Wei’s leather belt on her usual oriental green dress. Lacia remained silent and turned away after she glared at Shinobu for a moment before returning to her black Porsche GT3 RS.

“Well, I better get ready too, we’re going to have a lot of fun tonight, I am sure of it…” Setsuna smiled with a somewhat flirting glare at Shinobu as she walked back to her blue XKR-S and moved in ling together with the GT3 RS and R8, all waiting for their male star to join the line.

Shinobu just smiled as he drove slowly towards the three cars and slide its way towards the last spot as they all revved their cars a few more times while the girls on the garage’s exit cheered on for them. Then as they put on an orange and black communicating transmitter on their ears, they tested the voice a bit before start talking to each other through the gear.

“Well then…before we start, anything you wish to say, Shinobu? Feeling nervous?” Setsuna asked as she turned her eyes on Shinobu, as he was relaxed as always. Both Rong Wei and Lacia were also staring at him with nothing but positive expressions, even for Lacia’s stoic level of emotion shown, she seemed happy somehow.

“Haha…hardly guilty for being nervous, but I am definitely pumped to do this.” Shinobu smiled back as he turned to the girls. “Now then…I sure got something to tell you girls before we go.”

“What is it?”

“It’s for all of you here, so listen up.” Shinobu said as he opened the windows on his own car and go easy with his accelerator pedal, followed by others as the girls all kept quiet and concentrate on what their new star has to say…

“Let me tell you something, ladies: In this infinitely vast world of racing where the sides of laws were split into several parts; there’s only three things that you can always count on to survive – your instincts, your friends, and above all –“ All three girls and the rest of the ladies in the garage knew what the last thing was and they were all thrilled to hear it, as the car engines begun to rev loudly once more.

“--your RIDES!!” Shinobu exclaimed with enthusiasm as the girls cheered on once again and all four cars blasted out from the garage and charge straight to the gate where the bodyguard was. The girls waved from afar as they continued their acceleration towards the road outside the safe house. The bodyguard immediately opened the gate just in time before the cars smashed into it, as they initiated a synchronized quadruple powerslide maneuver on a corner connecting to the road where they will eventually go towards the Tokyo Metropolitan Highway area.

As Shinobu put on his helmet, he pressed on the accelerator and remained close to the girls leading him to the event area. And as all four cars made their way eventually to the road connecting them towards Yokohane Line, Shinobu thought out loud:

“Here we come; C1, racers, and cops!! We’re ready for some adrenaline rush, whenever you are!!”


- end of Chapter 5 -

This post has been edited by クロイ on Apr 27 2012, 05:33 AM

Shinobu dat ladiesman.

...Shinobu sure scored big time huh...? Both a charmer and a chick magnet and he knows how to please the ladies without looking too much like a dork like most of those cliche harem manga series (...like Maken-ki! or worse...Amaenaideyo). Plus. the girls all seemed to like him quite easily. Must be some sort of mystery charm that Shinobu's got as both a driver and a rider.

And I really like the three female characters too in Steel Rose Maidens. <3

Setsuna: The leader-figure of the entire team when Nikko is not around. Somewhat headstrong and charming, and drives a beastly car like the XKR-S. (9.95/10)

Rong Wei: The graceful chinese driver with a very calm elegant mindset. Wears beautifully and has a great Audi R8 car with a rare paintjob even. (9.91/10)

Lacia: Now this one's definitely interesting. A genius driver with a speech disorder and the most fitting trait; she's a stoic girl with passive personality. :megusta: Judging how she keeps locking her eyes to Shinobu and blushes when the fact that her own Porsche GT3 RS is parked beside Shinobu's F1, the moe level sure is overloading by a second past. (9.94/10)

I really love your new introduction of the characters and the presentation of Steel Rose Maidens along with Shinobu sure thickens the plot effectively.

All in all, another outstanding chapter! And I really can't wait to see the girls in action together with Shinobu.

On the other hand, I sure hope the PSE can get their heads back to the game too, seeing how Shinobu lost them all for the first time in such a big scale must've been shocking for them. And the PSC seemed like bad news for the law/government characters, they keep blaming the PSE for evreything, despite it was Shinobu's doing all the time... :/

This post has been edited by Rin on Apr 24 2012, 06:55 AM

@Kuroi
I like how you portrayed the relationship between the PSE and PSC... Ah... the almighty chain of command where the higher ups think that the job of the front line grunts is as easy as a snap of the finger

@RB33

Haha, I think all top brass that sees money and expenses more than public service individual efforts would've thought the same way as the PSC officers anyway. That's just how the worse side of government officials would've act naturally, since none of the money-spending people would tolerate services from people who failed at getting something done, especially when millions of US dollars of public expenses were involved. (I am no expert in calculating the amount of fortune used for building the entire Wangan highway, but I am sure it's gonna cost a fortune.)

Well, anyway, time to introduce a bunch of characters with a special contribution from !mma_N00B.

Here goes! We'd start with !mma_N00B's contribution character first.

Matsuo Hasimoto (橋本 松尾)

"In the end, thrashes would be nothing more than thrashes, doesn't matter where these guys run, they can never hide forever, and once they're out of gas and options, that's when we'd come and bust them for good. All in a day's work, gentlemen."

Age: 35

Hair color: Black

Eye color: Blackish brown

Rank: ????

Occupation: Police Officer/Public Security Officer

Nationality: Japanese

Car model: Lexus IS F, BMW M6 Convertible, Aston Martin One-77 (Police Interceptor Custom)

Team Unit: PSE - Elite Pursuit Squad (name subject to change)

Weapons of Choice: Glock 18 full auto (dual wield), Kel-tec KSG-12 (in-car)

Personality: He isn't too talkative, but he speaks in a modulated tone and has a "chill" personality. He may look hard to please but he has a rather cheerful personality inside the office.

On the other hand, he would show his badass side during combat. He still won't speak much, but he remains calm and focus during a fistfight. Because his fighting style is Aikido, he doesn't need to throw punches at his enemy - all he does is just dodge attacks and use the enemy's momentum to strike. Which is rather fitting, since he acts like Neo from the Matrix during such situations.

Biography: The veteran officer of the higher rank elites in the Public Speed Enforcers; Matsuo is an officer true to his worth as a high-rank officer. He is currently under Chief Naze Wanijima's command and he is also responsible for the history of shutting down many illegal race activities and criminal deeds. Although his past remained unknown and a mystery before he was a police officer, his loyalty towards the service of the public safety through the PSE HQ is only exceeded by his own sense of justice and duty as an officer.

Even up to this date; his uncanny ability of apprehending some of the most wanted criminals remained mandatory in the service of both PSE and PSC officials, and he will eventually serve as one of the main mentor-figure to help Tsubame and her crew in effort of investigating the Yakuza Racing League's secrets and activities.

Driving Style: The James Bond of PSE, a man of precision. Though his car is designed to take a beating from pursuits, Matsuo isn't aggressive when going against the people he's chasing. He is smooth and steady, and focuses on keeping the pressure on. He never takes unnecessary risks, and will only strike when the opportunity doesn't bear unforeseen consequences.

Police Car Interceptor: His One-77 is well-equipped with the necessary gizmos much like Tsubame's GT500. It also has an integrated roll-cage to maintain rigidity, and beside the driver's seat is a slot where he can store his shotgun and some ammo. The windshield also features a heads-up display - important data such as GPS, communication, and the car's vitals are shown right in front of Matsuo so that he won't need to glance at the center console. And with the HUD, the center console can act as an access to PSE's database so that he can retrieve information on the go.

an armorer!!!dump a character that operates the police weapons armory..
and furthermore,he's the leading edge when getting the new equipment onto the police force..

Haha, sounds like a great idea too. Maybe I can leave that to you?

Since it was your idea and all.

Just like how !mma_N00B managed to create a character of his own, you can suggest one too.

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Name : Johnny Sakaki(Head Armorer and current RnD tech lead)

Age : 32

Hair : blonde with streaks of black at the tip

Rank : Inspector (however rarely goes out on investigation due to being busy and RnD lab)

Nationality : Japanese-Russian

Car : Ford Fiesta tuned by Olsberg Motorsport RallyCross spec(estimated HP is near to 850+HP.)

Team Unit : PSE official weapons and gadgets armorer.

Weapons : IMI Desert Eagle .50 Cal Black Matte Anodized(Holstered),Red Jacket Firearms AR-15 Direct Impingement in 5.56x45mm(in his car),Accuracy International AS-50(on his prized showcase cupboard)

Personality : Exuberant,sometimes quite the airhead.But often a reliable person.But when anything particular ticks him off,rage mode enabled commented by his friends

In Combat : a calm person when nothing that will tick him off..at least thats when he's not in rage mode where he will COMPLETELY decimate that person into oblivion...Last fight he was into he beat up a 10-man gang into submission..And a slap on the wrist was given by the superiors..

Back Story??

well rin that one i was too lazy to write..Just use your imagination on whatever the thing i wrote here.

yo' talking to Kuroi brah, not Rin.

Thanks for the character, I'd see what I can think of it...for now, I just want to finish my bios on my three characters.

So, sit tight and brace for more profile bios before Chapter 6. :3

...and Rin, I do look forward to your delayed progress, if you're planning something big.