My strength will make you cry!

@marshalarmormustdie

                  Kintaros was out and about when he spotted a rather confused looking man, eyeing a map in his hands up and down. Maybe Kintaros could be of some use? For once, he was in a sector that he knew fairly well. It was his time to shine! Kintaros approached the man, slapping his thighs as he stood his ground in front of him.

lordkiva

          Kintaros was having a rather enjoyable day. The weather was nice, he hadn’t broken anything yet, and things were just pretty calm. Kintaros couldn’t ask for a more relaxing day in sector 6. He was taking a walk, the fur around his neck rustling softly against the winds in the park. Kintaros turned his head, looking out to the other park goers who seemed to be at ease. Kintaros saw a child giving him a strange look, and sent a wave in his direction. He couldn’t gain a rep as a bad guy around here! Or at least, he thought he couldn’t. He brought his arm down from the wave, and felt his arm smack a small object, and he heard clattering on the ground behind him. Kintaros gasped turning on a heel and finding a small yellow bat on the ground at his feet. Kintaros dropped to his knees immediately, hoping the bat would survive the smack.

kinghozuki

          Kintaros was slowly adjusting to most of the strange things citta had to offer him, but it was only little by little. Sometimes, Kintaros would meet some interesting people through their odd traits. Of course, he was pretty odd himself, but in his perspective, he was always the normal one. Today, Kintaros wasn’t sure who he’d meet, or what strange sight he’d see. The answer was soon shining right in his face. It seemed to be a land shark. Or at least, a boy sporting the teeth of a land shark. 

yoseirei

          Kintaros had made a grave mistake coming to Sector 5 in the dead of the afternoon. It was so crowded, and Kintaros didn’t handle crowds all too well at all. It made him rather nervous, and he felt like he’d end up hurting someone at any moment, with just one wrong movement. He’d come to buy a new coffee table, considering he’d smashed the one in his apartment currently. How was he supposed to know it wouldn’t support his legs kicked up on it? Kintaros decided to stray away and seat himself on a bench, gently. Had he sat down any faster, he would have sent the girl sitting on the other end of it flying into the air, more than likely.

timetrippinride

          Kintaros almost immediately realized it was a bad idea to visit Sector 1. He had been scoping out new sectors, trying to get used to the lay of the land. He’d met a few interesting people along the way, but he definitely wasn’t out there about it. Kintaros tried to take as many back ways as he could through sectors, trying to keep out of the way of people as to refrain from accidentally hurting anyone. Kintaros was a big guy and needed his space, after all. He had only been in Sector 1 for a short amount of time, and before he could even react, buildings began to shift. 

          Kintaros tried not to worry as he saw all of the routes he had taken get switched up, buildings now blocking his path. Kintaros let out a big huff, shoulders dropping slightly. Things were tough without DenLiner, that’s for sure. He took a walk a bit farther down the path he was on, noticing apartments around him now. He envied those who got to live above ground. District Epsilon was... interesting, for sure. Lot’s of old books and junk. It was a shame Kintaros didn’t read all too much. Luckily his living quarters was good enough for sleeping, and sleep he did. In fact, he probably could go for a quick nap right now. 

          Kintaros walked over to a bench nearby, plopping down onto it, and near breaking it straight in half. He fell to the floor, busting his ass in the process. Kintaros looked up from the rubble of his half of the bench, rubbing the back of his head. “A little too quick with the descent...”, Kintaros observed his own actions, but then froze when he saw the figure across the street that was staring him down. It was him, his own host and one of his best friends. Ryoutaro! Although he seemed scared, maybe confused? That came across as strange to Kintaros, but it didn’t matter at that point! Kintaros jumped up from the broken bench and shouted out to the boy across the street.

          Tired. Kintaros seemed tired more and more as of late. Things had just been... slow, on Denliner. Sure Momotaros was always riled up and yelling about something, but being freed from Ryoutaro slowed things down quite a notch for the Imagin crew. Urataros constantly attempted to sway Naomi, and Ryuutaros stayed on the floor at most times, scribbling away at some sort of drawing to impress the rest of the passengers. Kintaros had been sleeping, for the most part. It’s what he did best, after all. That was what Kintaros decided upon doing the same night that he was taken away. He folded his arms, head tilting back on the seat behind him. If only he had known where the sands of time would take him...

          It had been the deepest sleep the Imagin had had in a minute. When Kintaros awoke, he found himself laid upon a metal slab, a bright white light piercing his visor-like eye. He sat up, rubbing the back of his head, his armor like shell reflecting light from the room. 

        “Denliner...? Couldn’t be...”, Kintaros said to himself as he surveyed around the room. His eye locked onto the TV across for him, and he sat with arms folded as the scientist on the screen explained his situation. He scratched at his chin, letting his thoughts sit on what he had just heard. Did the others make it here? Would he get to see Ryoutaro again? Whatever happened, Kintaros was mostly concerned with if they were okay or not, even if he didn’t find his way back. Hell, he should’ve been long gone by now, so his own condition didn’t concern him one bit. As long as the others were okay, he’d be okay. 

          Kintaros rose from the slab, checking his person for the Den-o belt. Gone, of course. He’d worry about it later. He then decided to check what was really important. He turned to the metal slab behind him and brought his fists down upon it. The legs buckled immediately, and the slab itself busted off the legs, lying in an L shaped bend on the floor. He was still strong, but he should have easily smashed through that slab. He could feel he wasn’t at full power. He’d just train and get it back, no problem. Couldn’t train by just sitting around, could he? Kintaros made headway for the door in the room with him, and let himself out into the city. He had heard something about his home, “District Epsilon”. It was in sector 5, he’d remembered. 

          Kintaros began to make his way for his home, but the busy streets of the shopping district certainly didn’t help one bit. He would accidentally bump into an innocent bystander here and there, even knocking one poor man to the ground. Kintaros didn’t handle crowds all too well. Kintaros decided if he was going to find his way home, he’d need to enlist the help of a fellow civilian. After finding a small clearing, he took a seat for a moment on the bench near by. On the bench with him was another civilian. Maybe they’d know the way to Epsilon? Kintaros tapped them on the shoulder, holding a finger up once he had their attention.