JUMPSAMURAI69: hey hey shut the hell up.
JUMPSAMURAI69: some of us are trying to sleep here.
_{[ wouldn't it be more effective for him to say this instead of type it?? oh well.. ]}

_{[ You're minding your business when you've been forced to get on a hover bike that is heavily armed to help fight off some critters you've neve seen before. Cool story. But just as you start making your way to the fleet, a hover bike sporting a silver and wavy haired samurai pulls up right next to you— one could say he almost hits you, but that's just by accident and not because he's a sadist, right? Right. It only appears like he has the hang of things, and by his confident invitation, he seems trust worthy. He's got some charm going on there, a pair of dead fish looking bordeaux colored eyes and the strange scent of both sea water and.. chocolate (????) reeking from him. He looks sort of stupid with only half of his yukata on over his black shirt, 100% genuine from the Edo period and a pair of biker boots that look from, well, not from the Edo period at all. If you mentioned anything about his fashion sense, he'd totally argue he looks cool but he's not wearing things to look cool (when he absolutely is.) Let's not even talk about how he speaks, murmuring like talking takes way too much effort. ]}

Oi, what are you doing standing there and scratching your ass for? Hop on, I could use some help! You don't gotta worry cause..

_{[ wait for it.. ]}

I'm the protagonist.

_{[ Count on this guy to head right up to a refreshment tent still sopping in alien blood and lift his hand to anybody standing by. Maybe it's you, maybe it's somebody else, but clearly he's mistaken the person standing around for professional personnel (or is he just being a shit??? probably being a shit.) ]}

I'd like a chocolate parfait with extra strawberries.
_{[ this is not M*ckey D's, why is he ordering here like it's M*ckey D's. ]}