[ There is a disturbance in the F*rce at the arcade.
Walking down one of the aisles, your foot bumps into a Doraemon plush. Odd. Some careless kid must have dropped it.
As you take a closer look however (whether by stopping down or just by continuing your walk), another plush you comes into sight. SnoreMax. Next to it, some angry mole wearing a hardhat. Dracula's third child, Alacrud. An abomination with soulless eyes, tufts of fur in its ears, and a narrow yellow beak.
These toys are not strewn about haphazardly, no. Following them is akin to traversing a fuzzy, fluffy trail, with increasingly varied prizes stacked in mounds the further you advance. Rulers, coolers, vinyl decals, instant noodles... All laid out like bodies on a windswept battlefield.
And at the end of the path, surrounded by fluorescent lights, you see him. A madman wearing Everlight's colors, stopped in front of a crane game machine.
—No, not just a crane game machine. It's the only machine in the entire sector of the arcade that still has prizes inside.
Tokusatsu figurines, for the record. And they're quickly disappearing, vanishing into the prize chute before tumbling next to Kaito's feet.
A few employees are just kinda standing at the outskirts, expressions varying from astonished to impressed to outright mortified. They all look to you as if you might have a constructive solution for the rampant 'destruction' wrought by this 'force of nature'.
kaito nagano / original
Walking down one of the aisles, your foot bumps into a Doraemon plush. Odd. Some careless kid must have dropped it.
As you take a closer look however (whether by stopping down or just by continuing your walk), another plush you comes into sight. SnoreMax. Next to it, some angry mole wearing a hardhat. Dracula's third child, Alacrud. An abomination with soulless eyes, tufts of fur in its ears, and a narrow yellow beak.
These toys are not strewn about haphazardly, no. Following them is akin to traversing a fuzzy, fluffy trail, with increasingly varied prizes stacked in mounds the further you advance. Rulers, coolers, vinyl decals, instant noodles... All laid out like bodies on a windswept battlefield.
And at the end of the path, surrounded by fluorescent lights, you see him. A madman wearing Everlight's colors, stopped in front of a crane game machine.
—No, not just a crane game machine. It's the only machine in the entire sector of the arcade that still has prizes inside.
Tokusatsu figurines, for the record. And they're quickly disappearing, vanishing into the prize chute before tumbling next to Kaito's feet.
A few employees are just kinda standing at the outskirts, expressions varying from astonished to impressed to outright mortified. They all look to you as if you might have a constructive solution for the rampant 'destruction' wrought by this 'force of nature'.
Do you? ]