#i feel you op i also started initially to read the stories but got busy grinding for events instead 😭 #i also haven't read any of the events not even madguy bc i feel like im gonna miss a lot of context i feel sorry for my boys #although I've recently caught up to ch7 and it made me a stornger more brainrotted madguy fan than before #ppl said it's gonna get more insane later on and im nervous #but so far. the stories are GOOD i highly recommend reading it if you're able to #it's just kamen rider but with extra steps #also to assuage your fear (i hope?) i heard from the grapevines that the change to leon is minimal you can easily miss it
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YES I feel a lot better knowing other people are in the same boat as me! :') as someone who only plays games very casually, the events are fun (and have been a good excuse to get those support stories on characters I was kinda ignoring) but SO distracting -- and they have a connected overarching narrative of their own (make sure you read them in order when you get to them!) so I don't want to skip any. which I guess is to say that my problem is that I'm enjoying the writing too much! how dare they.
overall it definitely has that Kamen Rider tone and feeling I was hoping for and I am VERY pleased with it! I do kinda miss the kitbashy monsters, though otherwise it's basically just Rider But With More Random Scenes of Characters Being Ridiculous At Each Other and that is exactly what I was after. (also exquisite taste, Mad Guys are best guys 🤝)
and as long as I still haven't gotten to episode 13 and can therefore continue to be hilariously naive, let me just say that I know what I'm dreaming of for Leon. he deserves it.
...although I do think it would be VERY funny if they made that whole big "WE WILL BE UPDATING LEON'S SPRITES TO REFLECT STORY CHANGES!!!!" announcement and then it turns out that they just like. hue-shifted his eye color slightly to the right or something. it's not even a big story beat, Leon just decided to try out some color contacts, maybe comb his hair back a little, and we don't have the heart to tell him to stop. :(
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Living Single (1993-1998) → Season 1, Episode 20: Hot Fun in the Wintertime
Maxine: Hey, Kyle. Oh, Kyle. Your wife was here, man. But don’t worry. I covered for you. Don’t even thank me.
Kyle: Come on, baby.
Rebecca: What was that all about?
Kyle: Look, she’s lyin’ because she's evil. She doesn’t even live here.
Rebecca: Then why did she just walk into that apartment?
Kyle: Oh, o-okay, okay, okay. Look, this is what it is—
Rebecca: Uh, shh. Explain it to your wife.
Maxine: She bought that? She is so easy.
Kyle: I know.
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mom says that it’s my turn on the writing
They’d been caught.
Police sirens blared outside the barn, shocking Alex out of their uneasy sleep. The lights outside painted the barn in red and blue.
Clyde barged into the barn in a panic. “Human we need to leave”
Alex grabbed their bag and sprinted out the door, only to be met with the horrifying sight of a cop car parked right outside. They froze, then started to dig through their bag for a weapon as police swarmed onto the scene. Out of the corner of their eye they saw Clyde dive onto the nearest one, ripping him to shreds with it’s claws.
Looks like they were fighting their way out of this one.
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Clyde was panicking, fueled by pure adrenaline and fierce determination as it moved onto the next cop. It could ignore the exhaustion that plagued it for a moment as it torn through the officers.
It felt a shock run up its spine. It snapped around, only for the shock to return with vengeful force, a police officer holding a taser standing behind it.
Only for a crowbar to hit him on the side of the head. Alex stood behind the cop as they went for another swing. Their eyes were full of fear, but Clyde could see a spark of white-hot fury behind them.
Alex extended a hand. The eyes were visible in their hair again, their illusion fading through the sheer stress. Clyde grabbed their hand and the two started to run. They were outnumbered, and Clyde wasn’t stupid enough to let its pride blind it to danger.
A buzzing sound rang through the air, and Clyde felt the shock a third time. It snarled, whipping around and striking the assailant with it claws. The exhaustion came back with incredible force, and Clyde stumbled back a little in dizziness.
It saw the officer sneak up behind Alex, ready to tase them down, and Clyde lashed to protect it’s friend, it’s family.
Wait, what?
And suddenly, Alex wasn’t there anymore.
Clyde had never been more thankful for its illusions acting subconsciously in its life. It turned to the officer, ripping through his chest, and turning to next one with rage in it eyes, eyes so heavy from exhaustion. It lunged, only for a sharp pain to shot through its shoulder. It turned around to see a police officer holding a gun in his shaky hands.
Clyde turned to lunge at the cop, but before it could, he pulled the trigger, and another flash of pain sent it reeling back.
And another
And another
And as it lost consciousness, it wonder if it would get to see Winfrey again soon.
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Alex hadn’t left the barn for hours, and Simon was worried. It had come back to the barn in ruins, and Alex had tried to explain what happened best they could with their broken sign language.
Clyde had been taken, using its illusions to hide them before it was carted off to the asylum. Simon was terrified, utterly confused on what to do next.
But if Simon was panicking, Alex was completely devastated. They had sat in the dark for hours, surrounded by nothing but their own illusions. Simon had taken a look inside a couple minutes ago, and the whole room was dark.
Lit up only by illusions of yellow eyes and crooked grins.
Simon heard the door creak open, causing Simon to turn around quickly, to see Alex walk out from the darkness. They had given up trying to make themself look human in any capacity, and Simon finally saw what they looked like underneath the falsehood.
Their form was dripping and unstable, crooked stripes lining their arms, ebony black claws gripping their crowbar. The bones of wings stuck out of their back, dripping with void. Their face was completely covered in shadow, crooked eyes burning with determination and rage, inhuman teeth pulled back into a snarl.
Are you coming they signed. Simon looked at them confused “what are you talking about?”
I’m going to the asylum. I’m getting everyone out, are you coming with me?
Simon looked at Alex in shock “Alex, you can’t. You’re unstable and it’s to dangerous-“
Are you coming? They signed aggressively.
Simon looked at them, at the sheer rage in their eyes, and nodded.
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Clyde woke, exhausted and in pain. It shuffled upwards, gripping its bullet wounds. The costume shifted uncomfortably against its skin. It took a couple moments to take in its surroundings.
It heard muffled voices from just outside the large steel door. Out of curiosity it moved closer to hear more clearly.
“I said I wanted 01 in prime condition, instead your men turned around and made Swiss cheese out of it!”
Rage curdled in its stomach. It knew that voice.
“I’m sorry sir, but it brushed off three tasers like it was nothing and killed at least six of my men.”
“Never mind. At least it’s here. Where it specimen 03?”
“I don’t know sir. They just disappeared”
“What do you mean they disappeared? Did you forget they could make illusions?”
“…”
“Incompetent. All of you”
All of a sudden Clyde heard a shuffling behind it. It’s tail shot upwards in fear. It was in no state to fight, and whatever was in this room with it was probably bad.
“Clyde?”
Wait
It knew those voices
It turned around-
“Winfrey?”
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