Fandom Showstopper - The Story

[ErarousFire]

As they talked and waited, which was honestly going on way too long to the point where she was just about to stand up and walk out, there was a pause. The air turned....stiff somehow and it was thick enough to cut with a butter knife. Then, they heard the cry. "Come on! don't be like that!" The tone, the voice there was no mistaking it. That was the singer they were supposed to be seeing right now. Then a woman's voice...her body tensed, it was clear what was going on right now.

One of the women in the room then bolted down the hall and she mentally cursed before getting up and following everyone to actually see this. It made her sick, however something she didn't expect was that Hina just socked the guy. Her eyes widened for a good moment before her mind caught up. 'We are so in trouble.' They didn't try and separte the woman from him by like..getting between the two..no right to punching.

Still she hurried to the woman and helped to get her away from the singer. "Are you okay? I think you should leave." She said in a soft tone before point which way to go.

 

[ThatGuyWithSouvlaki]

Sadly Minato would not get the chance to catch up with Isaac yet soon hearing the sound of disturbance coming from nearby. It was not hard to tell what was happening and most of the group like her had the same idea. She follwed a few of the other goign to investigate the sound. Sure enough there it was, the singer the came to see assualting a fan. She frowned angrily at the scene, she had seen and been on the recieving end of men like him, thinking just because the are celebreties they can get whatever they want from any girl. She could not help smile when one of the group puched the wanna be rockstar in the face, she never would have though Hinahad it in her.

Minato went for the girl as well, but soon it was clear she had enough people around her. Minato knew the victim would be humilated and would not appreciate a lot of attention. She moved to Itsuki,." Hey, i think she would appreciate more of a Feminine touch for now ok." She suggested to him in a soft gently tone before turning to hear another one of their group going for the singer. "Hey! Enough!" She said taking Soutas hand. "I appreciate the bastard deserves but dont let him get you into trouble as well ok." She said gently to him before eyeing daggers to the singer."Lets call the police to handle him."

 

[Mineczka]

"Definitely don't like him now."
​

As the time quietly passed, questions were brought up about Itaichi's rise, and soon what brought everyone here. It seemed offsetting, what would make the man take so long to visit the VIP ticket holders? As she asked this question internally, two people began speaking to each other, the red-haired woman approached a white-haired man, and began speaking English, and using names, Minato and Itsuki. Hearing those names, Haruna almost immediately had a moment of clarity, as she looked to Minato first, "Oh! You're Minato Tanaka!" She exclaimed, offering a hand to shake, "I really enjoyed the movies and shows you've been in~" Seeing this awkward fangirling caused a small sigh to come over Misaki, she knew what was to come with her friend, as she began to recognize the talent of everyone around her.

"Oh! And Akemi is here?!" She asked, her formal demeanor had faded, as her eyes sparkled more and more as she looked and now began recognizing everyone, introducing herself to them, she was a fan of all of them in their own right, despite seeming to be a fangirl who likes anything. She much more loved the talent everyone had, and wanted to see them grow in some way to be better. While not always a super-fan, she definitely enjoyed a lot of works from everyone. Watching Haruna greet all the idols and seem to smile like a kid in a candy shop sparked a small laugh from Misaki, her friend never ceased to amuse her in some adorable way. Her eyes glanced to the blonde, asking why everyone was here, few seemed to answer, giving Misaki a chance to answer quickly,

"Being honest..." She paused, motioning to Haruna, who now floated around the room like the social butterfly she is, "She won the tickets through a radio contest, and brought me along as we're very good friends." As those words lingered in her mind, Misaki couldn't help but feel conflicted by her own words, Very good friends? The two were more than that, more appropriately the two were like Sisters in Misaki's mind, having known each other from their youngest days, with Haruna coming to this city because of her talent in Journalism and writing ability, where Misaki was entirely devoted to Blue Steel. As the chatter went on, words seemed to cut through like a hot knife through butter,

"Come on, princess," A voice rang out, a familiar, mocking voice, "It's not so bad. You've already done so much. I need more." With those words, another voice called out, seeming disgusted at the actions taken, as one of the women in the room asked to investigate with everyone, Misaki came with immediately, having worked in a bar long enough, she picked up on what words like that could do. Rounding the doorway with the others, what a sight, Itaichi had seemingly pinned a woman, grabbing her and the like. Misaki began to act, right behind the smaller woman who delivered quite the punch to the man's perfect idol face. Another attacked, lunging at the man, starting with a punch to the abdomen, while Misaki went for the man's wrist. Should she get her grip, Misaki would take his arm, Akido throwing him to the ground, putting a boot on his chest, and twisting his wrist by her belt line, she looked to the others, and the woman,

"Get her to safety. I've got this." She remarked, looking to Itaichi, first, he was bombasted by his VIP's, then denied what he wanted by the woman, and now, in pain from not only the punch, but a throw to the ground too. She looked at the woman, Minato, who asked to call the police, "Police would be good. Yes, Miss Tanaka." As her words hung, her eyes locked on Haruna, who store scared for a moment, though meeting with the calmed eyes of Misaki's, a simple nod was given as she began digging through her small clutch to find her phone, as the fear and panic was still setting in the woman, not knowing the full situation and fearing something might happen to Misaki, who looked at Itaichi, remarking something to him, "A good idea for you now, is to just wait for when the officers come. Got it?" Her words still calm, almost emotionless as she kept her eyes on him, making sure the threat was neutralized.

 

[Gravitational Force]

Isaac blinked. Minato thought he was handsome? MINATO WAS BACK AND SHE THOUGHT HE WAS HANDSOME! He tried to fight back the blush that spread over his face, it wouldn't do to show how affected he was by that. Praise was his weak point and he knew it. What should he do, what should he say? Oh no, he was definitely not ready to handle this right now. They were meeting again for the first time in years and she remembered him and and....aAAAAAAAAAAAAh!

Of course Isaac made sure that his distress wasn't clear on his face. Other than him blushing profusely and holding his head in his hands while shaking. Which meant he missed the start of the ruckus. From his perspective one moment he was trying to figure out what to do next and the next itaichi was suffering from violence. Isaac didn't know what he should do now. He was unsure of what happened but clearly people were mad at the singer and it had something to do with that woman there.

Isaac quickly figured out what to do. Since he didn't know what was going on he'd try to fade into the background until the situation resolved itself. Best not to interfere right now, so he'd settle into the orbit like a satellite. Once he had the information he needed he'd make a judgement and thus ensure it was the right one. Jumping to conclusions was dangerous, although this case seemed pretty clear. But best to ensure he didn't worsen things first.

 

[Arcanist]

Itsuki Miura
( Mineczka )​

"Hey, you!"

Itsuki turned to the voice, having come from the author of the work he had skimmed through.

"If you're that worried about the lady's safety, help me pull her away from that creep!"

The young man blinked, processing Souta's words for a few moments, before he opened his mouth to hesitantly give his answer.

"Hey, I think she would appreciate more of a Feminine touch for now, ok?"

Itsuki looked around to Minato, who had moved to him and made the gentle suggestion of perhaps giving the woman some space. Looking back to the woman, he noticed how overwhelmed she was with the amount of people having swarmed to her, and the ones that were lingering around watching this whole affair. Perhaps giving the woman some space was exactly what he should be doing. And well, as Souta said, perhaps give the woman space by getting Itaichi away from the woman. Though, as he turned to do so, he watched the man pounce on Itaichi like a puma. Or at least, was about to, before Minato was quick to stop him and give another useful suggestion; to call the police.

Itsuki was still trying to process the whole situation, when he watched another woman - one stood beside the woman who had previously positive comments about Itaichi's concert - grab his wrist, drop him to the ground, shove her boot into his chest, and keep a good handle on him. Her words to him were chilling, enough to set the fear of God inside Itsuki. He made a mental note not to cross her should he ever come face-to-face with her again. He was about to grab his own cell to call the police; though, the woman's friend was looking through her clutch to find her own to do so. He shifted his weight from one foot to the other, wondering just what he could do now. He could always grab the attention of one of the crew members, or even security? No, of course not; security would just manhandle the woman and her boot off Itaichi. They wouldn't know the full story. He didn't want to spook the woman or cause her even more grief in this situation, so he stayed away. And Itaichi was...more than likely going to be staying in the one place.

So, instead, Itsuki did the only thing he could think of; turn towards the remaining group who had been watching this quick affair occur. "O-okay, I think we should all just stay calm, stick back, give them some space..."

 

[cremenebula]

At first, Itaichi didn't seem to notice the group gathering closer. He was too focused on the woman that he had pinned against the wall. She seemed distraught and attempted to pull away from him once again, but his grip on her was tight. In fact, he did look rather muscular under the fabric of his shirt. It was likely that he was just much more physically fit than she was.

The calling of his name garnered his attention though, and he and the woman looked from each other to the woman-- Hina, rushing towards Itaichi.

Seemingly without a thought, the woman was promptly thrown away from Itaichi in an effort for him to save himself. She fell to the ground with a loud thud and a gasp after her head collided with the wall. She held her head with one hand with a grimace, and seemed to cradle her wrist in her lap as well.

Itaichi had managed to dodge the punch by leaning sideways, and he attempted to shove Hina out of the way and towards the wall as well once they were properly next to each other. Next came the punch for his stomach, and Itaichi leapt backwards enough to dodge that as well, palm pressing to Souta's back as he attempted to push him to the ground. Hmm, his must not have been his first fight. Perhaps there was a reason Itaichi was so rarely seen with a bodyguard accompanying him.

However, he was unable to dodge all three of the attacks. While pulling away from Souta, Misaki was able to grab his wrist and successfully threw him to the ground. He hit the ground hard too-- grunting as he was pinned by the foot.

Once Akemi reached her though, the woman allowed her self to be pulled to her feet and away from Itaichi. She was still holding her head in her hand and her other arm against her body, but other than that, she seemed fine enough-- if not a bit traumatized. Everyone was asking her if she was all right, but she seemed to be a bit too shocked, and perhaps aching, to answer everyone's questions at once. Seemingly overwhelmed, she just nodded a little bit.

At the mention of the police though, Itaichi rolled over. Kicking at Misaki's feet in an attempt to take her by surprise, he managed to slip out of her grasp. His boots clicked on the floor as he then took off in a sprint down the hallway as fast as he could go, and he did prove to be quick as a rabbit. Rounding a corner, Itaichi did his best to rush away from the group.

The woman finally regained herself though, and she leaned back against the wall behind her-- slouching slightly. "I-I'm fine." She insisted, though she still did look sore. "Ah!" And then she glanced up towards Itaichi's retreating form. "He's getting away..."

 

[ErarousFire]

Akemi was so glad that she was answering them to some extent. Though she seemed shocked and how could she blame her after not just getting harassed but also getting thrown into a wall and then had a bunch of questions shot at her. But she was moving and responding, both good signs. Looking up from this though, she noticed that...well the guy was fast and able to fight fairly well and dodged most of the attempted attacks on him. 'What...is this guy?' She thought to herself.

When she turned back to check the woman for injuries though, her voice caught her attention. 'He's getting away...' Akemi's eyes darted back over just in time to watch Itaichi's scampering form, like the rat he was. Now...she usually would just call the police...let them deal with it 'but he could be gone by the time they get here....' Her mind said. In the future she'd never be able to explain what happened but she stood up and told the woman. "Stay here" she said before running off after the man. Good thing she wasn't wearing heels.

 

[ThatGuyWithSouvlaki]

Things seemed to be progressing calmly at first, Itaichi was pinned, the girl was lead away and the police will be called soon. Minato breathed a sigh of relief, glad that this situation would not get worse and risk harming the others around her. She had heard stories o how such events can turn even more sour, one could not know for sure what itachi was capable of if he was willing to accost a girl. He could be just a bully or something more. She had scene first hand what fame and the percieved power from it can turn people into. "I cant believe i had to make nice with a bastard like this." She muttered as thought of being like the girl once more made her shudder, she turned away not to show the effect these thoughts had effected her mood.

Then things turned sour as she feared, Itachi retailiated harming the girl that had pinned him down and set of running away. "That craven..." She muttered affronted as she turned and quickly tried to decide what to do. She was susprised how indecisive she was, part of her wanted to ran after him while another told her to let one of the others handle it. She felt ashamed at herself when she realised she was letting the latter win despite knowing she could not or have the chance to do much. Finally she willed her feet to move and chase after him.

 

[Mineczka]

".... I did it again."
​

It started as fast as it ended, as Itaichi was now on the ground, hitting hard with a solid THUMP sound. As this happened, Haruna stopped searching, as she now had her phone, and began dialing an emergency line for police. Misaki took a breath as she looked to the smaller woman who attempted to punch Itaichi, while her punch hadn't landed, she still was concerned after Itaichi tried what appeared to be shoving her, but who's to know what happened, her words cut through the short silence as the dust began to settle, "You alright?" She called out, looking at the black-haired scrappy woman, knowing she wasn't as accustomed to combat situations like Misaki, "Is she alright as well?" Another call out, this time in the direction of the small gathering around the other woman, who now began to slouch against the wall, answering back,

"I-I'm fine" With those words, a nod came from Misaki. Though with that nod, and those remarks, an error was made. She let her guard down, as a foot hit her leg, rolling her ankle over a slight bit, before sending Misaki to the ground. She couldn't do much but watch Itaichi scramble away for a moment, as she impacted the hard venue floor. Not the worst pain she's ever experienced, as she heard several mention he's getting away while looking at him from the ground. Then, the Red-haired woman went after him, rising back to her feet quickly, Misaki looked to Haruna, who stood looking as shocked as several others, a harsh breath came from her lips, as she kept her eye on her friend,

"Haruna, stay with the woman and wait for police. If we're not back before they arrive, point them in the right direction." Firm and direct, Misaki turned towards the now fleeing Itaichi and the Red-haired woman who perused him, her face was hot, as if this were any more of a dangerous situation, she'd likely be dead by now. Her legs moved before she knew it, Itaichi had a lead on her, and was quite fast compared to a normal person, but Misaki knew she could catch him, and if not, she wasn't going to come back empty-handed, that's for sure.

Meanwhile, Haruna tended to the woman who Itaichi pinned before the others get involved, as she was asking simple questions to get an idea of what happened. Yet looked to the others, gently mentioning something to them, especially after noticing Misaki sprint after the pop-star,

"Can... You all keep an eye on her for me?" She asked, feeling the fear set in, "I'm afraid she may get hurt, or worse..." While she wasn't worried Misaki couldn't take him, it was more her fear that Misaki's anger may get the better of her, and that she'd beat Itaichi to death. While not been on the receiving end of her friend's wrath, she knew how ruthless she could be if Misaki was given the chance, "I can take care of things here, please, make sure Misaki is safe." It almost felt she was pleading for the others to back Misaki up, especially now that she's going out of Haruna's sight, it increased her worry...

 

[Trystan1295]

Souta Sasaki


NOW PLAYING: DBZ: 'Mystic' Gohan (Unleashed Mix) by HalusaTwin​

Much to Souta's dismay, Itaichi was able to find enough time to toss his victim aside and dodge his blow, probably because of how hard Souta was screaming as he rushed in for it. The rock star leapt backwards and pressed his hand hard against Souta's back in a reversal, using the force of Souta's thrust to knock the inexperienced bookworm face-first against the floor. However, while Itaichi was able to duck out of the way of Souta's attack as well as that of the black-haired woman who charged at him first, the third attack--one coming from the much taller and physically trained woman---caught him off-guard. Still struggling to catch his breath and flat on the floor, Souta watched in awe as the tall woman gripped Itaichi by the wrist and pinned him down onto the ground a few feet away from where he was laying semi-conscious.

Once Itaichi was subdued, the tall woman turned to the black-haired one and asked if she was alright. Then, she started asking the rest of the group if the victim felt alright. As she did so, though, she dropped he guard and was kicked down by Itaichi!

The next few seconds were a blur for Souta as he drifted in between two states of consciousness for a moment and was still face-first on the floor. He'd actually considered staying there for a brief moment, but then he felt a few drops of what he originally thought was sweat dripping from his forehead. Instinctively, he went to wipe his forehead with the right sleeve of his tracksuit. It was as he was lowering his arm that he noticed a bright red streak on his sleeve where he'd just wiped off his "sweat". Seeing blood--his blood!--on him made Souta's adrenaline spike, and, as if he were running on auto-pilot, he jumped up to his feet and sprinted in the direction Itaichi had fled towards, in hopes of catching up to and overtaking everyone else chasing after Itaichi.

 

[Topless]

Hina Oda
​

"Fuck! I missed!" Hina thought to herself as Itaichi managed to avoid her punch before he starts running away. There is no time to lose. "Hey! Hold up!" Hina yelled as she follows the others who are chasing him down. She'll worry about the woman later as she is more focused on apprehending Itaichi as soon as possible. She is getting herself behind though.

 

[Gravitational Force]

Isaac:
​

Oh no, oh dear, oh no. Isaac had no idea what was going on. He never knew what to do in these situations where immediate action was required, he froze up. Right now everyone seemed to be rushing after the fleeing singer, but what was happening? He had next to no information on what had happened, was in the middle of the action, and being under those hot lights had made him very thirsty.

The last of those could be solved now though. Pulling a bottle of lemonade out of his pocket Isaac gulped it down. The cold drink helped cool him down and figure things out. Minato was running off after Itaichi, and Isaac decided the best thing to do in this situation was to follow her. He wasn't normally one to just move with the crowd, but in this case he had little choice as bodies surged around him.

His heart beating rapidly and feeling light-headed from the adrenaline and discomfort from being crowded, Isaac decided if he was stuck here he might as well try catching up with Minato. "What's going on here? Why are we chasing Itaichi?"

 

[SomebodyElse]

This day could not have gotten worse. Itaichi had finally made his way to the group but he had been harassing some girl. Kaori should've expected as much. She was no stranger to those who become terrible due to fame. The group seemed to chase after Itaichi after it had become clear he was outnumbered and caught.
What in the world was going on? This made her sick. Was having a large fan-base of people who clearly loved you not enough?
She honestly didn't feel like pursuing Itaichi. If things got bad he'd have plenty of lawyers covering his back. Nevertheless she decided to follow those who had chased after him.
She was tired of waiting to be able to go home and realized that they might have to fix the situation in order to clear things up incase fingers started pointing to them.
Which wasn't too likely given they had a witness but even Kaori felt bad for the girl. At a decent pace she followed after the others.
One of the others had even questioned why they had decided to follow Itaichi.
"I'm not entirely sure. I think it'd be best to make sure they don't get into too much trouble. That could ruin our careers."
She said nodding to him
Gravitational Force

 

[Arcanist]

Itsuki Miura
( Mineczka cremenebula )
​

Whilst Itsuki had been busy trying to get everyone to remain calm (and probably failing at that, for this was a situation where no one could remain quite so calm), he turned to a mariad of voices behind him. When he turned, he found the lady who had him pinned down from earlier on the floor - a surprise to him, because he seemed as if he wouldn't have been moving for some time - and Itaichi making a getaway. He watched several of them get up, call for the others to follow behind and run after him, and he watched them all for a moment, stunned.

Next, came the voice of the woman Misaki had been with - Itsuki hadn't quite caught her name - who was staying with the woman and making sure she was alright."Can... You all keep an eye on her for me?" She had asked, or rather, pleaded with them, to follow after the woman and ensure her safety. Itsuki was sure that Misaki would have little problems ensuring her own safety, but nonetheless, like several of the others had, ran in the direction that Itaichi was making his escape.

 

[cremenebula]

The woman who Itaichi had been harassing seemed safe enough in Haruna's care. Though she still seemed to be injured (and there was a sizeable lump growing on her forehead), at least someone would be left behind to make sure she was all right. If they were lucky, a staff member could be found to bring a first aid kit. But, for now, the important thing was to follow and find Itaichi so that he couldn't get away. Hurting, and even threatening, someone like that shouldn't be dismissed lightly.

The hallways were long and winding, and the group (as well as Itaichi) had to turn corners left and right as they all ran. The backstage area of the venue seemed much larger than anyone had initially thought. Rooms with various types of equipment and staff lined the halls and seemed shocked to notice random folk rushing down the hall as quickly as possible.

At a point or two, there were obvious calls to try and stop your group, but the need to push on was much greater than stopping. Itaichi couldn't get away.

The rooms turned from props and equipment to more personal ones. Before anyone really had the opportunity to notice, dressing rooms were the places that lined the walls. It seemed as if the place was built in a large circle, as it was likely they would be approaching the stage again soon. The farther they ran, the less other people could be found wandering around though-- until it was only the eight of you as well as Itaichi.

And then, the singer chose a room.

Pushing open the door, Itaichi turned just in time to send the group a glare before slamming the door shut.

And once the group had made it to the door, and opened it, a strange sight laid before you.

It looked like any other dressing room at the start. Multiple clothes racks lined the walls, though it seemed accustomed to house only one performer during their stay at the hall. There was a couch sitting off to one side and quite a few personal items laying on various surfaces. But what was most intriguing was the vanity.

At the center of the back wall, the only light in the room came from the lights surrounding the mirror at the back of the vanity. The table was covered in brushes, make up, accessories, and even a wig. But what was most peculiar about it was just how the mirror looked.

Red and swaying as if on fire, the mirror held an interesting picture. Flames burst in the background, but most notably was the sight of ripples in the glass. The ripples surrounded quite the noticeable boot, and if one were to gain a close look at it, it could be noted to be the same boots Itaichi had worn all night.

It was if Itaichi had just finished entering the mirror itself.

Once the foot had completely disappeared, the fire still shown upon the glass for a few seconds longer. A hellscape was projected to the group for just a bit before it faded back into that of a mirror-- reflecting the group standing in awe in the doorway.

 

[ThatGuyWithSouvlaki]

Minato looked around seeing others follow suit and chase after Itaichi even the blonde and Isaac, which suprised her a little. She did not expect either of them to do so, she did not see the blonde caring enough or Isaac having the confidence and therefore she was impressed at the both of them. She smirked hearing the back and forth between them behind her. "That and doing the right thing, Justice and all that. It is not just our hides you know." She said in a joking manner back at the two of them. Despite her own fears, this was exhalirating, it was as if this was one of her grandfather's movies. The fed vigilanties going after the bandit that terrorised their town. If only she had her revolvers.

However deeper they went backstage the more see grew worried. Though they werent much of a hindrance, the amount of people in their way seemed to decrease as they went past. How big was this place and where was his going? She had the bad feeling the were being lead into a trap. Soon Itaichi entered a room and Minato hesitated to enter, fear replacing exhilaration as she began to question more and more what she was doing herself. He could have anything in there and all being said and done she was an actress, she could not be a hero just play one.

 

[ErarousFire]

Akemi had been on his tail for a while, before things got more winding and she ended up falling back more with the group. This building seemed to be defying logic in how it should be built, how big even was this place? It was supposed to just be a performance area right? As she ran, she noticed the amount of people thinning as they kept going into what was starting to feel like a maze. Worry was beginning to gnaw at the back of her mind. Something wasn't right.

Once they reached the dressing room she panted a bit and looked around. No signs of the singer. "People...don't just vanish into thin air." She got out before regaining her composure and looking around. Then...spotting the vanity...she saw what was being reflected and looked behind her. "....What...is going on here?" Akemi against logic had double checked to make sure there wasn't a prop or something to make this appear but nothing was behind them. Then she saw the boot, there...was no way right? "I think calling the cops is our best option now, we've probably already crossed more than a few lines legally." Her eyes looked to Minato. "Whatever you are thinking...stop it."

 

[SomebodyElse]

Kaori didn't feel like making Itaichi their problem at all. Whatever the hell that mirror projection was wasn't their problem.
"Look whatever happened it's not our problem unfortunately. Why don't we all just leave this place and never speak of this."
It would be so easy to just call the cops and say that a woman was assaulted, then call it good. Kaori was tired of the way the others were so nosy when it came to Itaichi. She would've preferred they didn't chase him at all but clearly something was up. Akemi had said to call the cops and Kaori agreed, having already thought they should've done that.
"I agree. Let's do that instead of whatever the rest of you reckless people plan on doing."

"Whatever happened we can just forget about it right?"

 

[Mineczka]

"E-Excuse me?"​

The chase was on. Itaichi began running further and further backstage as the party of once-VIP's kept a close pursuit. Darting around corners, between people, and bouncing over railings, the pop-star did all he could to shake his pursuers from him, yet Misaki kept her eyes on the man, locked on to her target, nothing was going to stop her. Several calls were made from various bystanders as the group of now vigilantes kept chase. 'Gods how big was this theatre?' With that thought running through her mind, Misaki kept her wits around, trying to find some way to intercept him and trap Itaichi, to no avail, the place was just too damn big for her to form a plan that could be executed within the next few moments, if even, but the other dissuading factor, the others. Comparing each of them with her was strange, they all were civilians through their lives as far as she knew, some even being actors, pop-singers, dancers, and the like. It was apparent in another confrontation that Misaki would be the primary combatant, it was bound to happen that Itaichi was going to run out of corners to turn, and doorways to run through, and in that situation, he would be left with one option, fight.

And run out of space he did, as he rounded another corner, fled down the hall, and soon into a room. His glare was met with an equal one from Misaki, he wasn't going to get out now. One of the last to enter the room, as the others piled in quickly, Misaki glanced around. Itaichi was gone. The room seemed to be a simple dressing room, racks with various garments, couches, chairs, and so on. A quick scan of the room put it that her target by some miracle of whatever god listened to the handsy-prick, had escaped. That is, until her eyes met the vanity, approaching it, Misaki could see the ripples along the red image on the back, motioning like water itself. As the others began talking of the next course of action, Misaki investigated the mirror, what caused this? Leaning over the dresser side of the vanity, Misaki reached a hand out to the mirror, seeing if the ripples were an optical illusion, worst came to worst it was the mirror shaking from being moved. She expected resistance....

That was not the case. As her balance tipped, and soon she felt herself fall into the mirror, with nothing stopping her. In shock, she let out a loud "Gah!" The shock was fast, as soon all that was seen of Misaki were her legs for but a moment, as the rest of her soon fell in with her, landing along the metal walkway in a location that she hadn't ever seen in her years of travel...

Only one word came from her lips, as she stood up and took in her surroundings, "Shit...."

 

[ThatGuyWithSouvlaki]

The was surprised when a voice called out behind her, so lost in her thought and fear she visibly startled at it and her heart was left racing. She turned to Akami suddenly feeling ashamed at being called out at her cowardest, at lest that is how she interpreted her warning. "I... Yeah you are right....I just.." However what ever excuse she went to give fell when Misaki entered the room without a second thought. Concern of the person who entered and her own shame overcame her fear. "Lets just go inside before something but happens or a change my mind."She said foricing a confident smile.

She took a deep breath and entered after Misaki and looked around with surprise. It was both what she expected but also more than she expected. It was the usual dressing room but at the back a mirror reflecting an image of red water and fire. She had just got the tail end of Itaichi enter the mirror but it was so quick she almost didnt believe she had seen anthign before Masaki tripped. "Hey caerful!" She called out as she qickly rushed up to grab Misaki and watched her disappear into the mirror. Her eyes widened at the sight, the tip of her hand meer inches from Misaki last pit in the physical world. She was still stuck in the momentum of reaching out, when her own fingers touched the mirror and went through to whatever was beyond. She stumbled and added more of her arm in eventually having the sense she was pulled in. She closed her eyes as the rest of her entered unsure what she will find.

 

[Arcanist]

Itsuki Miura
( Mineczka cremenebula ThatGuyWithSouvlaki )​

Itsuki couldn't remember running this much since those mandatory excercise classes at school - and only now did he realise why those classes were so mandatory. He felt his muscles tighten as he ran, and he was pretty sure that was a stitch starting to develop in his side, but he knew he couldn't give up running after Itaichi. To let someone like that evade justice would be unforgivable. As he ran and tried to forget the pain starting to eat at his side, Itsuki couldn't help but wonder how long and winding each corridor was, how big backstage really was. He wasn't sure how it was laid out, but he was sure that they had been all running in circles.

Eventually, Itaichi was cornered, picking a room and slamming the door in their faces as if that would give him time to think of a getaway plan. Though, as soon as the door opened, he had disappeared into thin air entirely. Itsuki glanced around inside, frowning. That was odd. He couldn't just disappear...right? Maybe there was a loose tile in the ceiling that led to a vent in the ceiling! ...but upon looking, Itsuki couldn't find one. He had been too occupied looking around the room for an escape method like that that he hadnt noticed the swaying red glass of the mirror.

Itsuki heard a ton of mixed reactions around him. Some were calling to just call the police. Others seemed disinterested in trying to find Itaichi. Itsuki frowned again. "We can't just walk away from this...we were involved the minute we saw him assault that woman!" He sighed, rubbing his forehead. What were they to do?

The sudden yell of a woman inside the dressing room was sounded, and Itsuki turned her head towards the mirror. His eyes widened at watching the rest of Misaki's body falling through the vanity and disappearing. He watched the glass ripple for sevral moments, before he shouted, "M-Misaki-san?!" Though, instead of listening for a response, his attention was drawn to Minato plunging her own arm through the mirror. He wached as it looked as if she was being sucked in. In a panic, he ran towards her, trying to grab some part of her to try and pull her back from being victim to...whatever the hell it was that dragged Misaki in. "W-wait, we don't know what any of this is...!" Though, in his attempts to keep Minato back, he would find the pulling sensation on her too strong to negate, and he suddenly felt himself being pulled into whatever hellscape was on the other side.

 

[Topless]

Hina Oda
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Itaichi has made a run for it. The others went ahead to chase him, and so Hina followed. Eventually, they reach a dead end. There was nothing but a mirror. Hina is confused.

 

[ErarousFire]

Akemi saw them just enter the mirror and backed up. Okay she clearly had not gotten enough sleep as there was no way this could happen. 'Also I said DON"T DO SOMETHING STUPID.' She thought as clearly people were just doing something stupid...or she was losing her mind. Gods she prayed it wasn't the later. Though this still made no sense and she backed up, why on Earth did they try doing something stupid. "Yeah no I'm just calling the cops."

 

[cremenebula]

As Misaki entered the mirror, i was possible to see the familiar red background that once shone as Itaichi had entered the mirror. Glowing in shades of red and orange, the mirror rippled as Misaki entered into it. The lights glowed like fire, and seemed to have a life of their own. The image of Misaki rolling through the mirror lasted only a moment before it changed back to show the reflection of the others in the room.

Next was Minato, her hand easily slipping in through the glass and causing it to ripple. The mirror shifted as she tumbled into the glass as well, and soon she was sucked into the landscape beyond and landed just next to Misaki on the other side. Itsuki was close behind, having gripped onto Minato, and he was easily thrown into the mirror as well. It seemed that the mirror was much easier to enter than expected, and once one was inside, they were drawn in almost by force. Still, the sight of Minato, Itsuki, and Misaki on the other side of the mirror shone to the group for just a few moments.

The rest of the group did have a choice to make. Follow the group, or stay behind. Something about hte mirror seemed so intriguing though, and it was likely the fact that people should not be able to enter mirrors. The choice to continue on was up to them though.

As for on the inside of the mirror, the group was met with an interesting sight. having rolled from the mirror onto a grate of metal, if they looked behind themselves, the sight of a billboard could be noted. "The world's greatest artist! Itaichi Utano!" It appeared that they were standing on the metal in front of the billboard, and looking down at the ground, they could see that the three of them were very lucky not to fall such a long drop to the bottom.

The billboard stood meters from the ground. Showing off a hellish landscape, the ground below was filled with concrete. Yellow and white lines formed on the concrete, and there was a barrier set in the center of what appeared to be the six lanes of a highway.

Burned and destroyed buildings lined the road, and crumbled cars sat in various locations along the road as well. The concrete was cracked and smoke pooled in various locations. In the background shone flames darting up to a dark grey sky.

 

[Arcanist]

Itsuki Miura
( Mineczka cremenebula ThatGuyWithSouvlaki )
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Itsuki's eyes were still closed, even as he felt himself land alongside Minato in the fall. It took him several moments, and he peeled an eye open, and opened the other in sudden horror and confusion that they were towering above this otherworldly hellscape. When he realised they were on the metal in front of some giant billboard - and close to simply falling off to their dooms, might he add - he let out a squeak, unable to help but grip onto Minato much tighter. Though, realising he was still gripping onto Minato in the first instance, he soon let go, sheepishly murmuring, "S-sorry..."

Itsuki glanced around himself, starting to get more of an insight of their enviroment. He glanced behind them at the billboard, spouting the words, "The world's greatest artist! Itaichi Utano!" to which he thought that was a tad exaggerated. The general ruin of the town - the crumbling buildings, damaged cars strewn across the highway, and the smoke that rose into the air that seemed almost reminiscent of funeral pyres gave Itsuki the sense this was not a great place to be. He blinked a few times, rubbing his eyes, believing he must have hit his head off the mirror and was having some delusional black-out dream. He eventually stumbled to his feet, and with a nervous tone in his voice, said to the others.

"W-what the hell is this place? Where are we?" Though, after asking such questions, Itsuki imagined they had as much information as he had. He wasn't sure if they were in hell, or in some TV studio, or where they were anymore. It was all too bizarre to take in and to understand.