I Don't Want To Be A Criminal! [Sekirei]

[Master of Squirrel-fu]

Yeah, I'm starting my own Sekirei Quest. Despite the fact I know absolutely nothing about the series other than what I read in Soul of Fire and In Flight. Also I don't actually plan to read it anyway, just skim some wiki pages and read your discussion for clues while pretending I knew all along.

Edit: Have watched the first 2 episodes because I was bored. While I think I got a better grasp of Musubi and the lightning twins I really don't think I can stomach anymore.

Here's your status

Name: Kurimi Mami
Alias: Yowane Haku
Number: 81
Norito: The Siren song of my promise, lead my Ashikabi down the safest path.
Attack: Rhapsody Breaker
Equipment: MBI HD headphones: Can filter sounds (within tolerance), Record audio, act as a phone, store music, block all sound, look cool, and dispense breath mints.
Ashikabi: Takeda Satsuki/Tatsuki

Mami/Haku are the unchallenged weakest Sekirei to ever exist. Physically she is actually weaker than the average person and regarded as a nonthreat to even Ashikabi. She tends to be very depressed and drowns her sorrows in various sodas, which somehow against all logic get her drunk. Her power is altering her voice, when under Norito she can alter sound in the surrounding area as well. Her natural voice sounds like it's been put through a synthesizer.

Her Ashikabi is one of the 2 Takeda children though she doesn't know which and is reluctant to find out, though she prefers tell herself it was the boy. They live a large upscale apartment together and the two children think she's an angel/fairy and regard her as an older sister. She has no homemaking skills nor job skills but tries her best to help out around the house in what she can do.

Her hobbies are listening to music, playing videogames, and Internet. Ironically she hates singing herself. While she can perfectly mimic other people's singing when she tries to sing herself she unimaginably horrible.

Current abilities:
Vocal Dissonance: Change your voice.
Enhance hearing: Very sensitive ears.


Tricks:
HOGE!: A screech that sounds like a feedback loop mixed with rending metal and a jack hammer. Only worse.
Audio Rupture: A high frequency sound wave that damages the ear.
Listen to my song!: Your weapon is your song. It takes only 0.02 seconds before sound waves come out from the moment you open your mouth. The number of people you've felled is countless...


Notes:
Currently jobless and freeloading of gradeschoolers
Have yet to find out which twin is actually your Ashikabi
Still need to tell them just what you are.
The Lightning Twins hate you with the fury of a thousand suns.


Current status: Unconscious in the care of Dr. Nagisa
Possible concussion [Being treated]
Heavy bruising on upper body [being treated]
Stabbed in the side [being treated]

 

[Master of Squirrel-fu]

You stumble through the streets of the city you very reluctantly call "home" piss drunk. Normally such a thing would be next to impossible for someone like you, or more specifically anyone like you but not you, your ability to be able to cope with disappointment be getting blitz out or you skull was just another in a long list of failures. Oh god you just wanted to cry! This had become a regular occurrence in the past week since you preformed something that would prove you worthy of your title as 'Dead last Sekirei'.

You've lived quite a remarkable life in just how unremarkable you are. Put quite simply the evil corporation that had made you, had experimented with your species, had somehow fucked up with you yet were unable to find out how. You were likely the weakest Sekirei in the, admittedly very short, history of your species. A complete failure I every conceivable department, almost indistinguishable even to MIB from the average human on the street. In fact you sadly lagged behind them in several as well seeing as you were literally raised in a lab and as such lacked every skill a human your age should have and been completely out of your depth when you were finally released, not having even the most basic human knowledge of how to support yourself. You couldn't even throw money at the problem seeing as a month ago you had been mugged by a rag tag group of street tough children that you thought only existed in 1930's America and the little Oscar Wild looking punks took your fancy creditcard. Also your shoes, and drew some very inappropriate things on your face in permanent marker since they were jerks.

You stop and take a big swig of the cheap drink in your hand, key word being tried. Apparently you had long ago drained it's contents and you stare stupidly at it, drunk mind unable to connect the pieces for a few moments, When it does you immediately chuck the empty bottle of root beer at a nearby tree. It was at this point you realized where your feet had taken you without realizing it, you stand in front of a small wooded park you had recently called your home. Which meant that your new residence was less than a block away. You march off, feeling both relieved and anxious as your head clears.

You are a horrible excuse of a Sekirei. You weren't just in the bottom percentile; you defined the bottle percentile. Physically the weakest Sekirei yet and your actually ability, perfect control of your voice, was just as stupid as it sounded. It had not helped that the equipment that would subliminally beam the knowledge of how to use the ability had glitched somehow lead to you being for all intents and purposes 'Trapped in cyberspace' for a week. The next few years of intense therapy to repressdeal with the trauma and your new ...vocabulary had set you even farther behind your sisters. It's also why you call yourself Yawane Haku despite it not being your MBI assigned name.

You reach the fancy apartment building you now share with your new Ashikabi and let yourself in. It was far above what you should be able to afford on your 0 figure salary, and in fact as also above your Ashikabi's paygrade as well and belong to his parents whom he was living along with his sister. You ponder your Ashikabi while making your assent, remembering a time when your biggest worry about them would be that they might either be mean or, if you actually liked them, lost quickly due to your weakness. Now though your find yourself a secretly envying the scrapped numbers, at least they had closure and power. One bit of luck though was that your new in-laws where still in the dark about their new status, being kept busy at work and such and rarely being home (usually just sending one neighbors to check if the room hadn't caught fire or something.) saving you from the very awkward explanation of just who you were and why you weren't just some crazy lady pervert after their little boy. The sister never bothered questioning it, accepting it with ease.

Knocking on the door you look down at the bag in your left hand as you wait, your Ashikabi having called your cellphone to ask you to bring some groceries home when you got back. That was another thing, your kind Ashikabi was the one taking care of you, proving to be the more mature and levelheaded one in the relationship. Oddly this only depressed you that much more. The reason became obvious as the door opened to reveal your Ashikabi and his shy twin sister.

"Onee-chan welcome home!" Greets your Ashikabi Takeda Tatsuki with a smile. Takkun, 10 year old little boy who practically radiated an aura of Innocents, kittens, sunshine, and Rainbow unicorn puppies near constantly, "The bath is still warm and I'll start dinner when we're done."

As the two lead you away to clean up you really want to cry. This is not what MBI promised you at all!

You don't want to be a criminal!

~~~​

You are currently sitting at the table waiting for breakfast with your new little sister in law, Takeda Satsuki. Sa-chan. You don't feel too good, that root beer binge the other day gave you one hell of a hangover. You don't have much planned right now, and for the most part think about just staying home and watching TV while the little ones are at school.


[X] Yeah, just stay in the house where nothing bad can happen to you.
[X] Internet?
[X] Tv?
[X] Study?
[X] ???
[X] Walk them to school. It's important to have family bonding time.
[X] Go out around town. Anywhere specific?
[X] Find a job, it'd be boring staying at home and you don't want to be a freeloader.
[X] Write in.

 

[Pipeman]

[X] Find a job, it'd be boring staying at home and you don't want to be a freeloader.

More failure incoming!

 

[Nekraa]

[X] Walk them to school. It's important to have family bonding time.

 

[Torgamous]

[X] Walk them to school. It's important to have family bonding time.

This is unlikely to take all day, so either we get more suffering that does end up filling the day or we can go on to search for a job.

 

[Master of Squirrel-fu]

[X] Walk them to school. It's important to have family bonding time.

This is unlikely to take all day, so either we get more suffering that does end up filling the day or we can go on to search for a job.

Click to shrink...

Oh there is a reason it's a stand alone option~

 

[Pipeman]

Oh there is a reason it's a stand alone option~

Click to shrink...

I'm just gonna assume this has something to do with "the very awkward explanation of just who you were and why you weren't just some crazy lady pervert".

 

[Jiven]

Suffering~

[X] Walk them to school. It's important to have family bonding time.

 

[Merior]

[X] Find a job, it'd be boring staying at home and you don't want to be a freeloader.

Possibly as a shelf stacker in a convenience store (and with a future an incident with shelves of sodas which were just there, calling to you...).

 

[Master of Squirrel-fu]

[X] Walk them to school. Bonding time with your Ashikabi.

As much as you would like to stay in the nice safe house where nothing really bad has yet to happened to you your conscious gets the better of you like it tends to do. That and Satsuki's face as she asks you to escort them. With a sigh your offer your agreement to cheer up the girl, and give a silent prayer that nothing really bad happened.

In next to no time breakfast is both served and devoured in large quantities. You take care of the clean up while the children make last minute checks and before you know it the three of you are out the door.

"Ah, Yowane-chan good morning~" You freeze as you feel a presence invade your personal space from behind while you turn to lock the door. Thankfully while it's much closer than you find comfortable it's not too close.

"Ah... Good morning to you Konoe-san," You turn to greet the much too friendly neighbor, how the hell had he gotten so close? You had not noticed anyone outside but the moment you turn your back he just seems to pop up far too close to you like some kind of ninja. You really wish you could just hit him for that but other than having no sense of personal space (and 1337 ninja skillz) the guy hadn't really done anything to deserve any violence being visited upon him. "I'm taking Sa-chan and Takkun to school today."

"Ah, such a dutiful cousin you are, to go so far for the little ones~ It does my old heart good to see such a loving family," Replies the man who looked no older than 25. Actually he was rather pretty for a guy, so much so you wondered if he might actually just be a very flat chested girl. Konoe Takato was a pretty good guy, he had initially been a bit suspicious when he first saw you exiting the children's apartment but had bought your story of being a distant cousin of Satsuki and Tatsuki come to watch them while their parents worked. That the kids called you older sister without prompting helped a bit. In the end he had been friendly if a bit overly familiar, "If you have the time later see if you can stop by the shop, I'll treat you to lunch as a reward!"

"I'll... see about that," You dodged the question and gave the man a respectful bow before ushering them down to the elevator. The two wave goodbye to their neighbor who returns it with a smile. When the elevator door closes you let out a sigh.

"Ne, Haku-neechan, do you not like Takato-nii?" Asks Tatsuki, looking up at you with big innocent eyes that made you feel like a cold knife had been driven into back at the brunt assessment. There's not accusation in his voice yet yous till feel like you've disappointed him somehow.

"Er, no! No, he's... okay I guess." A diplomatic answer.

"So do you like him?"

"...I, He's... He's not my type" Honestly you had you been unwinged you wouldn't have minded going out with the man, or even having him as an Ashikabi, he was a nice and respectful. Though since you are winged though, you needed to remain faithful, even if it was to a 10 year old. God, now you sound like some kind of creepy shotacon...

Which reminded you, you really needed to explain to the kids just what you are, and why you're staying with them. You been putting it off, not wanting to startle them. Well more than that, seeing as you had hung up the phone on The Director the few times he called. And changed the channel when he appeared on Tv while the two were watching anime. And how you kept the kids from any kind of technology more advanced than a rice cooker for the past week. For their own good of course, but even your denial has limits. The children seemed to believe you were either some kind of Angel or Fairy because of your wings, and you couldn't break their little hearts.

"Ah," mumbles the sister, even with your hearing it's hard to sometimes distinguish between her breathing and her actually speaking. You give her your attention, careful to lower yourself to her eye level so not to intimidate the poor girl. With a smile you try and get her to express herself, you soon wish you hadn't, "Wh-what is Onee-sama's... type?"

...Damn kids and their ability to ask the most awkward questions possible.

~~~​

Somehow you managed to navigate out of that mine field of a conversation. But not without an injured pride. Tatsuki had been very enthusiastic about the possibility of you going out with Takato which you found very irksome, while Satsuki had just seemed to get closer and closer to crying as the conversation went on. By the time you'd exited the elevator you were already regretting leaving the house.

The walk to school had not been any less awkward, though for different reasons. The two had somehow entered an argument on just what you were, Angel, fairy, alien, magical girl, somehow mermaid ended up in there too. They had repeatedly pestered you to show you of to their friends, show your wings, take them flying, go to your fairy kingdom, fly to space, look at that cat (yes it is indeed a cat), buy them candy (not this early), and only got more hyper as you approached the school building. Not for the first time you regret even leaving the lab.

You watch them enter the gates and meet up with friends. If you judge their pointing, shouting, and flailing arms, their talking about you to their disbelieving audience. *sigh* You had even told them the first day that they had to keep your existence a secret. Thankfully they were just kids, and who would take a kid saying their big sis was a fairy seriously? Then again them being kids is probably why they were bragging in the first place. You sigh, lower your face into your waiting hand and begin your trek home.

You're about halfway there when you feel something invade your personal space once again. Ugh, you aren't in the mood for this.

"Konoe-san, I-" You begin turning your head, which is the only thing that saved you. Barely catch a flash of a tall dark skinned figure that definitely wasn't Konoe-san before pain erupted in your face and you fly several metes away to land in an ally, fall thankfully broken by some soft trash.

You'd been punched hard enough that you're pretty sure your nose is broken. You can feel the blood flowing. You force your eyes open through the pain and see the same figure descending on you like a missile. You barely manage to roll out of the way in time, though unfortunately not completely out of the area. Just the shockwave of the impact nearly knocks you out, sending you tumbling with many new cuts and bruises thanks to the shrapnel from the now destroyed wall and sidewalk.

You curl yourself into a small ball for a few moments and waited. When nothing happened you open your eyes find your attacker gone, and you alone in the ally. With a wince you try, and just barely manage to stand. You stumble forward a few steps, punch drunk. Your vision is blurry and hearing dulled from both the head rattling and more importantly a lot of blood coming down from your scalp. You don't think anything major is actually injured though, it just hurts. A lot.

You'd just been attacked by an enemy Sekirei. You'd known this would happen from the beginning, it was and inevitability like death and taxes. You'd just not expected to pop up so suddenly and violently. Again like death and taxes. So was this how it was going to end for you? Just disappearing in one of the shady allies of the big city with no one noticing. The kids, you'll really miss them, it was short but fun.

"Hmmm, guess I was right then" You can't pinpoint the voice, it echos a bit and your ears feel like they've been stuffed with wet cotton but you think it was from above you. "#81 Kurimi Mami "The Failure Idol" Sekirei," It's far behind you now, "You're just as weak as they say, did that little love tap really hurt that much?." 5-10m up to your front left, the ringing in your ears is clearing a little, "I'm surprised a weakling like you survived this long. But don't worry, your suffering will be over soon." There! You can pinpoint it this time and whip your head around to see what appeared to be black hair and cloth disappearing into a shadow. Hope begins to rise, "#57 Yahan will be putting you out of your misery."

You didn't need good ears to know that she was right behind you now, you just needed to know how these things worked out. Hearing helped though. Shadowy ninja like opponent, not finishing you when she had the chance, villainous monolog, teleportning, to you it was obvious what would happen. The moment the last bit of cloth disappeared into the blackness you dove forward, by the time you hit the floor the swishing sound of a small blade passed through where your head had been. You can see the surprise on her face. Perfect.

You take in a deep breath as the woman realizes where you are and before she can do more than tense you let out deafening screech that staggers her for long enough so you could force your body stand up.

"HOGE!"

You eyes can't see straight but they can still see. You legs feel like noodles but you can still stand. Your head swims but it doesn't matter. The pain is still there but you can ignore it. "Failure Idol" or not you won't be dying here!

You lay your eyes onto your opponent, she's tall, lithe, and tan. Covered in lose black cloths, and holding two wicked looking curved knives. She also seems to be recovering, regaining her balance and glaring at you.


[X] Run!
[X] Into the ally behind you to find a place to hide.
[X] Into the street past her to find people.
[X] Into that broken window of to the side.
[X] Fight! What's your strategy?
[X] Write in.

 

[Vindictus]

[X] Scream as loudly as you can.

Hello, M'am. Prepare your inner ear for violation maybe?

 

[BlackWarth]

[X] Fus Roh Dah!

It work for the Dragonborn and seeing as her only power is her voice...

 

[Master of Squirrel-fu]

Things you've deduced about your opponent.

Monologing Villain
Ninja skills; Much faster and stronger than you but thankfully not as much as normal combat type Sekirei
Can teleport.
Teleport likely limited to shadows; about .5 second pause; is unaware of the outside world while in the shadows.

Edit: She is also recovering and will likely be able to stab you before you can get out another good shout.
Try and be creative!

 

[Darik29]

[X] Scream as loudly as you can. At the Ninja.

This'll be Fun~

And I'm guessing the girl is our Ashikabi, isn't she?

 

[Torgamous]

Can we throw our voice?

 

[Jiven]

[X] Any windows ? Scream, shattering glass : the shards will hurt her !

 

[Darik29]

Creating ways to Horrifically Abuse our power set of Perfect Voice Control should Not be difficult for us.

I had an idea. Well, no, BlackWarth had the idea, and I thought it out.

Voice is projected via Sound Waves. Any chance we could Do an Actual FUS ROH DAH! With our Voice? Using our Voice, we send a Pressure wave through the air towards the Enemy. We Already caused her Pain in her Ears, all we need to do is hit the right frequency to cause a pressure wave in the local air currents, and cause FUS on her face.

If what I just said is contradicted by science and/or physics, then I apologize. My knowledge of both is sketchy at best. Still, this is Sekirei. Powers work on the Rule of Cool functionality scale, methinks.

GM ruling. Is it Possible for us to learn FUS ROH DAH?

 

[Vindictus]

Technically, dependent on how 'perfect' our voice control really is, we could just make her head asplode.

Vibrational frequencies are FUN.

 

[Liam-don]

[X] Fus Roh Dah!

Let's be bold.

 

[Guile]

Edit: She is also recovering and will likely be able to stab you before you can get out another good shout.
Try and be creative!

Click to shrink...

Note, guys.

She totally just attacked us in broad daylight? In front of a school? In the first phase of the Plan?
[X] Eee! This cosplayer just attacked me for no reason! Somebody help!
Where's a big burly man-type person willing to grapple a nubile young woman when you need one?

 

[ShadowAngelBeta]

Note, guys.

She totally just attacked us in broad daylight? In front of a school? In the first phase of the Plan?
[X] Eee! This cosplayer just attacked me for no reason! Somebody help!
Where's a big burly man-type person willing to grapple a nubile young woman when you need one?

Click to shrink...

Actually it says we made it about halfway home before she attacked.

 

[Redon]

Note, guys.

She totally just attacked us in broad daylight? In front of a school? In the first phase of the Plan?
[X] Eee! This cosplayer just attacked me for no reason! Somebody help!
Where's a big burly man-type person willing to grapple a nubile young woman when you need one?

Click to shrink...

Problem is, don't expect it to follow canon rules, since in the OP it says that Master of Squirrel-fu hasn't actually read the manga.

[X] Time to scream like a banshee.

 

[Larekko12]

[x]Run into the crowds to find people. Ventriloquily Mimic the Murder lady in the disciplinary squad who's tracking you down on Kayaba's orders and has decided to abuse her atuhotirty to kill villain girl cuase she attacked you in broad daylight in phase one.

 

[Himura]

Well looks like Squirrelly has been busy while I was indisposed. 3 new quests already.

Whelp from what I wrung out of him I got some things to state that he though was obvious.
Apparently our sound control isn't perfect perfect, we can make any sound we can conceive but can't actually control it.
This means that we are susceptible to our own attacks, possibly more so as we have super ears
We can pretty much only make sounds we have heard before, If we hear a guys voice we can mimic it okay and the more he speaks the better we can
We don't have perfect memory for sounds, so unless it's really memorable we won't remember perfectly what some guy sounds like more than a day or so after we heard him talk.
We can only make sound. Shock waves and sonic booms and such are out until Norito.

After Norito is when you get all the bullshit physics breaking sound powers.

Can we throw our voice?

Click to shrink...

Also yes, it says so in the OP; under skills.

 

[Master of Squirrel-fu]

Okay back today.

Here's what our girl looks like. While drawing this I finally realized I have a fetish for Shortshorts, fancy belts, and zettai ryouiki. Or at least I enjoy drawing them any way.

Also those headphones were always there. I did not just make them up while drawing this, how could you even suggest such a thing?

 

[Fallenblades643]

... Short shorts are fine too?

 

[Darik29]

So, it looks like Banshee Wail is going to be our next Attack? I am fine with this, and switch my vote to support it.

[X] Banshee Wail.

 

[Aranfan]

[X] Make like Raj Ahten

 

[Master of Squirrel-fu]

[X] Fight.

Yes. Fighting is unfortunately the best answer, as terrifying as that is to you. Running into an ally would do no good against a teleporter. Running past her to try for the street would likely end with you getting stuck in the back. And escaping into a dark abandoned building would likely end just as badly as going into an ally if not worse. So as outmatched as you are fighting would probably be the only way for you to get out of this alive. You hope.

You luckily have the perfect chance to strike, even though she was recovering remarkably fast from hearing such a nauseating sound you still had just under a of free action. You reach up to your MBI Hidef Headphones, given too you to augment your relatively meager ability. They're remarkable versatile, filtering out certain noises (necessary as otherwise you would not be able to function in the city), record audio, act as a Cellphone and iPod, and the most important function to you right now which is Mute. You hit the switch and in an instant the world goes silent.

Your supposed crippling of yourself was entirely necessary however, as you aren't immune to your own attacks. Sound is omnidirectional after all, and while you can control what sound you make you can't control sound itself. Anything you do to her would be just as, if not more, damaging to yourself without it. So now encased in your own little sphere of protection you attack. A deep breath and you let out a very high frequency keening noise, much much worse than your last screech.

The effect is as obvious as it is quick. Your attacker falls to her knees retching, hands clamped tight over her ears. It's sad, you can't move to attack without breaking the sound and even if you did you'd still need to break it to preform your Norito to terminate her. She empties her stomach onto the floor, not that you can blame her. Where your previous surprise attack had been like a punch to the face, meant to stun her, this one was more like getting an icepick jammed right into the ear. It was meant to rupture the inner ear, not only deafening her but robbing her of her coordination and thus ability to attack. You can't help but feel deep regret about what your doing, even if she attacked you. You couldn't practice with this for obvious reasons and had to try and find the right pitch to get the job done, and when you succeeded she'd be crippled for life.

And that's when the shit hit the fan. You attacker, who had seemed like a non-threat, shot her hand out and at the same time pain burst from your side. She had thrown one of her knives, thankfully off mark, which was now embedded into your stomach about a foot below where your heart would be. It had robbed you of breath, broke the spell, freed your attacker, and sent you tumbling a back to the ground from the impact alone. The woman melted into the shadows on the floor. You didn't need to be a genius to know what was going to happen next. You're about to get fucked. Hard.

And once again it goes without saying; not in the good way.



[X] Still time to retreat!
[X] Fight!
[X] Write in.

 

[Jiven]

uguh