Ark 16 Episode 59: Another Day In The Life

Participants

 * Densuke Mifunae
 * Kevin "Koa" Chan
 * Ayperos Akiyama
 * Connor Ryoji
 * Master Toushin

Catching Up
(http://listenonrepeat.com/watch/?v=TYJH5rnhhmw&index=157&list=PLYNBny7IRlVkbiSVlrNHnbXbgZBIdU3Pl ) Densuke & Ochigi stood attentive 9:00 Pm at night time. Densuke and his grandfather had been going over some old tapes of Densuke’s Red Dawn charades, and laughing at some of the good times when Densuke first started out. “I mean let’s be honest Densuke, you did suck when you first started. Hell you’re father was a natural at this, but you? All   you were was agile, hehehehehe.” Densuke would sigh and face palm himself. “Ahhhh cut the crud haha! I was learning okay! Not everyone is a Tetsu Ryoji at this kind of thing. Ahh man. Dad made this stuff look easy. Looking back later in my career I became much more efficient in my work though…speaking of which grandpa, how’s the Inc?” Ochigi would ship his coffee and lean back in his chair, looking at the vast and almost invisible celling of the Ryoji family cave. “Well I’ve still been supplying tech, various inventions, strategies, and funding of course. That and our cydriod “Bruce Clark” Is now a Business Tycoon,   making mad money from Heroes Inc, and joint   coordination with peace federations backing his every move. He won a Nobel peace prize..i built him to perfection, no one even knows he’s a cydriod, there’s so many synthetics inside of him.” Densuke patted Ochigi on the back. “Well you’re the genius of the family. It’s only right, even with our brains you still hold a step above us. Speaking of steps above, I’m curious about this “Black Parade” division. There’s so much I need to see, and talk to Ayperos about. I’m ready to take up the company again.” Ochigi   looked at Densuke with a raised brow. “You sure? You were gone for an awfully long time you know. Many thing’s could’ve happened between now and again. I rarely speak to Akiyama on a personal level myself..” Densuke strided   back and froth, making hand gestures as he did. “I can see where you’re coming from but Ayperos is a simple man. Rest assured, there’s nothing he wouldn’t do for the greater good, I can trust him that much. Like this out.” Densuke would type in some surveillance codes and pull up footage of two new vigilante’s on the scene. Red Mask and Web Strider. “Check these guys out huh? They call that guy Red Mask for obvious reasons, and they call this other kid Web Strider since he’s apparently spider based. They took down a giant gelatinous monster with excellent team work. This red mask guy has some pretty good exploits, and that metal..amazing. Downright amazing. That web strider kid’s agility though is inhuman…and his durability. Reminds   me of Danny.” Densuke makes a mental note to remember that for later. “None the less, I’m heading out. I’ll take the hover bike.” Densuke would kick his shield up from the mantle and strap it to his back, and head on out of the secret route, flying through the night, and reving the handle on his bike, blarring off into the highest of Kasihana heading towards   Heroes Inc. Arriving there in a few minutes, he’d step out, and walk throught he doors of the place, and look around at the lobby. There were some people heading out, some heading in, but the students themselves were heading to their night quarters at this time. Densuke walked up to the front desk, and spoke to the bellhop. “Excuse me, is Ayperos in?” “Why YES! It’s good to see you back Mr.-“ Densuke would put a finger to her lips and shush her up. Motioning with his hands he’d talk quietly. “Let’s keep this from turning into a huge reunion and just let me see the current CEO eh?” She’d nod and page Mr.Akiyama, telling him that Densuke was coming. Taking the elevator to the rooftop floor, Ayperos would be standing on the edge of the building, in a rather spiffy line suit. “Guessing you’ve come back for it huh?” Densuke would fold his arms. “you know this is a team thing Ayperos. We’re partners, not subordinates.” Ayperos shook his head and smiled. “Come. We’ve got much to discuss. I’ve got a lot to inform you about.” Densuke would nod and walk beside him, listening to the details he’d missed over the ten years.

Web Strider!
::Kevin:: (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lb6KUqMm_sA&index=146&list=PLYNBny7IRlVkbiSVlrNHnbXbgZBIdU3Pl ) “Aye yo CHILL BRO CHILL! YOU GOTTA LEARN TO TAKE IT EASY SOMETIME YOU OVERGROWN WRECKING BALL” Koa would be swinging through the city, hunting and chasing down and old time enemy once defeated by NightOwl in his earlier adventures. He never had an absolute name, but he was known for being big, strong and unreasonably dumb. “LEAVE ME LONE’! ME WILL CHARGE RIGHT INTO BANK AND TAKE WHAT’S MONEY I NEEDS!” (http://static.comicvine.com/uploads/original/13/135592/3246306-5985085309-12378.jpg ) Kevin sighed in sheer frustration, and shook his head. “I’m getting reeeeeeeeeeeal sick of your shit yo!” Kevin would pick up the tempo in his swinging, his archs getting shorter and shorter, as he’d start fwiping webs and pulling his own body weight upon them, to uplift his body and keep his momentum flowing! (http://stream1.gifsoup.com/view1/1476320/spiderman-swing-o.gif ) As he did this he’d finally catch up to the guy, his skills and speed increasing he’d take the lead temporarily, before buffing his body up with chi increasing his muscle mass to 10 times its size, before putting a sudden stop to his momentum and pushing his body down!!! (http://www.sidekickcast.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/04/AVXVS_2_Preview3-1024x791.jpg ) Kevin would kick off of the brute’s head, flipping and posting his body on the end of a street light and perching upon it, and watching as the brute tumble weed rolled about 1 block away. The cops would start to swarm in, car by car, heading to put the big fucker down to prison. “Nice job web head!” Kevin would smirk from under his mask, and salute the cops as they went on. “Just doing my job. WEB SWING!” Kevin would fwip a web on a near by building corner, as he propelled himself forward on it, swinging away yet again into the night air, twirling, spnning, and slinging himself to clean up the streets little by little! (http://misterscandal.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/spiderman2-movie-trailer-mister-scandal.gif )

Keep On Trucking!
Connor:: (http://listenonrepeat.com/watch/?v=y-z7Rk5slUw&list=PLYNBny7IRlVkbiSVlrNHnbXbgZBIdU3Pl&index=158&shuffle=28550 ) since early this morning, connor had liteally been non stop training with Master Toushin, getting more serious about what he wanted to do then Toushin would honor him the same way returning the favor. 3 o clock in the morning, and connor ran his usual 10 city blocks with now TWO tractor tires strapped to his back, at about a speed of 75 miles per hour, thanks to Toushin’s threatening fear to shoot connor in the backs of his shins! This was followed up with flexibility training, i.e connor’s ankles being tied with ropes, and being forced to stretch outwards and backwards, while he sat down upon the ground and had his arms stretched out in front of him. Even now, Conor was still just getting used to that exorcise, although Toushin refused to let him. “If you get used to it, that means it’s not working youngster!” “GAAAAAAH! F--UCK Y OU OLD MAN!!!”   This was followed up with Some hanging sit ups over a roaring fire! Connor was not allowed to stay on one side i.e his front or his back to long, or the constantly stimulated flame would rise up to high and scorch his skin. Connor had just hit 300, when Toushin “Accidentally’ poured gasoline inside of the fire and caused it to fume even higher as connor frantically continued onwards to his 500. 5 o clock this morning, Connor was subjugated to deep breathing exorcises and Tai chi practices. Trying to keep in tune with his slow deep breath motions, and fluid movements with open hands. All the while he’d have giant coin weights strapped to his wrist and ankles, each weighing 100 pounds, forcing his body to move steadily over the course of time and under pressure. He went from only being able to do this for an hour, but over a course period of these exorcises, his endurance has hit an all time peak, so much so the muscle strains don’t even fluant him as much as they used to. 7 o clock in the morning connor’s traninig got completely physical, preforming routines of:   Light Jog- 2 Miles, Skipping- 2 Miles, Zigzagging- 1 Mile, Climbing Steps- 2,500 Steps, Balance Walking- 300 Yards High Knee Walking- 2 Miles, Sprint- ALL OUT FOR A MILE AND A HALF, Handstand walking with 30 pound pot balancing on his feet- 100 Feet or 1 Hour, whichever comes first. Rinse, wash, repeating these exorcises until 3 o clock in the evening, where the physical conditioning branched into Front Carry weight w/100-250lbs-10 x 50 yards, Mega-250lb Sledgehammer Swings-- 200 Each Side, Wheelbarrow Push w/200-400 lbs-- 10 x 100 yards, Overhead Carry w/100-300lbs-- 8 x 100 yards, Farmer's Walk w/100-350lbs per hand-- 5 x 80 yards,   Swim 2 Miles, 30 Minute Dodging Practice with medicine balls being thrown at about 200mph. Connor didn’t do so well on that last one but he’s learning. Connor would fall out on the floor, tired before Toushin would hover over him holding up a mirror and letting connor see the results. “I don’t quite think you’ve taken a look at yourself recently have you?” Connor opened one eye and looked at himself, before opening his eyes and staring. “Gee wiz! Haha! I’m pretty well built now aren’t i?! How long’s it been? Close to a month since I’ve started this stuff?” Toushin nodded. “C’mon. Let’s go grab some bento boxes, before we start Pusshu Bakufu routines.” “Aye Aye!” Connor saluted Toushin.