Kamen Rider Legend: Beginning Chapter (RPG - Part 1)

Kamen Rider Legend: Beginning Chapter

The first part in the two-part RPG, stay with each other and read each others post for continuity!


A lone figure stood alone in a barren wasteland. His red scarf was blown by the wind as he observed the destruction around him. Around him stood several other beings. Friend or foe? Neither knows. What will this lone figure do in his journey? Destruction? Protect?

What will he do as his Legend unfolds?

{Opening theme - BLOOD on FIRE - AAA}

[ame]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8b4ndE5_N-w[/ame]

Chapter 1 - Prolouge

A hooded figure stood in a isolated lab. He held a strange device that shined as he observed it in curiosity. On it the words Legend sparkled. The man looked up at the screens and on it numerous worlds could be seen. Each one of them looked as if it was finally at peace. But one was different. Shadows began to surround this one world slowly. The man's smiled soon disappeared as he knew time was running out. He turned around as he headed for the door. A silver wall of light appeared in the place of the door and the man smiled once more. On his neck hanging was a magenta coloured camera. He went through the wall on his way to maybe change the fate of the entire universe.

Destroyer of Worlds, Decade. What will those eyes see as he enters a new world and what will happen when a new Legend awakens?


(Right now no fighting. Please use 3-4 posts to introduce your characters into Legend's world and have some character development)

Sitting in his office was investigator Kenta Satomi for the local police. He was lounging in his chair, with his hat covering his face. Outside the walls of his office, phones were buzzing left and right, it was total chaos.

Kenta thought he'd have it easy after the Gaia Memories were disposed of, but it seemed like he was as busy as ever...other Kamen Rider worlds, he never thought there could be others like him,,,individuals with special powers, each of them unique but they seemed to have one purpose.

He hadn't met all of his fellow Riders now, juggling his life as a police detective and a Kamen Rider was hard enough. The office door slammed opened, causing Kenta to awaken. "Oi! You lazy ass good for nothing PUNK!" A man says walking in. "Cheif..." Kenta says yawning grabbing his hat with his hand he fans himself with it "Good morning to you too." He says

"Why the hell aren't you out there, catchin the bad guys?! It's your god damned job as a Kamen Rider!" He says. It was common knowledge amongst the police force and even some of the locals that Kenta was a Kamen Rider. "I told you...I specialize on odd crimes, or crimes related to Gaia Memories..."

"Like hell you do! This case just came in...it seems pretty odd to me, so get on it!" The man shouts throwing a portfolio on the desk.

Kenta stares at the portfolio, he reaches foreword to pick it up.

"GET OFF OF MY CAR!"

"Huh? WHOA!"

Shachi struggled to regain his balance after being distracted by the shouting from behind him. He had, for some particularly good reason(or so he convinced himself) been attempting to balance himself with one hand on the hood of a car that happened to catch his eye for the past minute. Of course he had regrettably overlooked that this might just be frowned upon by the owner of said car, a fact that was quickly coming to his attention.

"I SAID GET THE HELL OFF OF MY CAR!"

The angry man swatted at Shachi's arm, upsetting his balance even further, which caused him to stumble, landing very hard with his behind on the hood of the car, leaving a rather noticeable dent. As if the hood had suddenly become hot, he rolled off of it just seconds later, coming to his feet, but rubbing his sore behind.

"Now that's just BS, you said "Get off of my car" not "Get the hell off of my car."

Unfortunately this valid point was completely lost on the man, who was getting angrier by the second, for reasons Shachi couldn't begin to figure out.

"What are you so angry for anyways?"

The man's eyes widen as he looked back and forth from his car to Shachi.

"What are you dense? You just put a massive ass shaped imprint on the hood of my car!"

Shachi could only look appalled.

"Excuse me? The hand-print, yes, I'll take credit for that one, but the dent is your own fault for smacking my arm and making me lose my balance!"

Sadly this no doubt flawless logic was lost upon the man, who began screaming that magic word that made Shachi vanish into thin air almost.

"POLICE!"

"OH SHI-"