HYPERFORCE, GO!

DOWN TO BASICS. Hello, what’s up, my name is NEON and this is a selective/private roleplay blog for CHIRO from Disney/Jetix’s 2004 show SUPER ROBOT MONKEY TEAM HYPERFORCE GO! ( srmthfg for short. ) You may already know me from when I actively roleplayed Chiro in the summer of 2016 at the same url ( now archived. )

THIS BLOG IS MUTUALS ONLY / SELECTIVE / PRIVATE. That means I will only interact with blogs who follow me and who I follow back, and vice versa. This means that if I am not following you, I am not interested in interacting. Likewise, if you do not follow me, then I will not engage with your blog. Please make sure to softblock me if you decide to unfollow, so that I can avoid accidentally sending things to you!

Again, mun is NEON. 25+, she/they pronouns, aro-ace and autistic. I’m generally a very laidback person and I am here just to roleplay! You may have also seen me on two other muses I am actively roleplaying, that being Kubo and Vidar. I enjoy writing, gaming, and doing artwork just to name a few of my personal hobbies. Obviously I am in no way affiliated with Ciro Nieli (the show’s creator,) or Disney. While I mostly prefer to follow canon, this is my own interpretation of Chiro’s character and I will diverge and follow my own headcanons where I feel due.

THIS IS AN NSFW - FREE BLOG. While I am comfortable writing and exploring dark subjects, I am not comfortable writing sexual content or anything remotely similar to it regardless of the muse I might be writing. It’s not my cup of tea. I AM ALSO GENERALLY ADVERSE TO WRITING ROMANCE. While I am okay with interacting with a Jinmay for canon’s sake, I am otherwise not looking to ship Chiro with anyone and will focusing on platonic relationships most of the time. My boy is a minor and I will not be aging him up.

If I am not on here, chances are you might find me on my other blogs. Please understand that I can be a slow turtle when it comes to replies as I have a lot of other hobbies I’m juggling, and that’s not counting personal, real-life obligations I have such as my job and my family.

This new world had its own set of oddities to deal with almost immediately upon disembarking from the Gummi Ship. Heartless and Nobodies, sure, but also the odd Heartless-looking monster that had no emblem to indicate its status as such. Only a skeletal frame encasing that same darkness from which the Shadows seemed to be made. And all three groups had it out for the newcomers to this world.

Of course, Sora then did what he had to do: defeat the swarms of enemies terrorizing the city in which he and his friends had landed. As civilians ran away from the hordes, Sora ran into them, causing Shadows to dissipate with a swipe of the Keyblade. But for every one he and his friends defeated, another seemed to rise up in its place.

And eventually, at the center of it all —

❝ Look! ❞ Sora called to Donald and Goofy behind him, pointing to a boy fending off Heartless and their skeletal counterparts alike. He was clearly holding his own, but his movements also seemed slow, worn down. How long had the city been like this?

Little else needed to be said between the three for them to know what their next course of action was.

❝ Heal! ❞

The boy would briefly be engulfed in a soothing green light from the Keyblade, restoring any strength that might have gone in the long battle up to now. Too, from a distance, several bouts of lightning from Donald’s staff would strike the Shadows that closed in on the boy, granting him a moment’s reprieve, however brief.

It was then that the trio would dash directly into the fray to stand by the boy’s side, assuming a defensive stance. Sora glanced over his shoulder briefly to meet his eyes.

❝ You alright? ❞

      NOW THERE’S SOMETHING HE DIDN’T EXPECT! The POWER PRIMATE had a lot of perks, including regenerative powers, but they usually didn’t tap in that quickly. Suddenly there was a swell of adrenaline that rushed through him, and the bruises and nicks on his skin all but disappeared, though hidden beneath his clothing. Mere seconds later, a thunderous uproar and a shower of lightning strikes devastate the horde of shadows — WAIT, DID HE DO THAT? No, he couldn’t have! The dots were already connecting in CHIRO’S head when a boy and his two allies appeared. Chiro skirts to a stop, blue eyes going wide in an attempt to register everything that just happened.

       “ DID’JOU DO THAT? ” Almost immediately, the young teen could tell that these guys didn’t look like civilians. An oversized key that looked fit for bashing people on the head, what looked to be a duck in clothing and . . . something remotely dog-like? Either way, clearly outsiders. Not that Chiro minded; he could use the help! “ Thanks! ”

      URGENCY CARRIED IN HIS STEPS as he made headway to SHUGGAZOOM PARK, where reports of a sudden sprouting of monsters had been sighted, terrorizing civilians. It had been just one of many outbreaks that appeared in concentrated areas of the city — all of which, each member of his team was occupied responding to.

       Formless were not uncommon these days. In the ceaseless, intermittent onslaught led by the SKELETON KING, they were always at the forefront of the battle when it came to facing him and his monkeys. Just extra sticks to burn in a fire, and most of the time, they easily snapped like one, too. Chiro wasn’t expecting anything less when he arrived at his destination, and amongst the frightened screeches of pedestrians, he spied the familiar black-and-white shapes stalking about.

        So battle them, he did. Dark ooze splattered across the earth in an electric frenzy, flung here and there, the remains of his enemies as he fought — and at first, Chiro wasn’t even breaking a sweat. He loved the adrenaline, and the thrill of victory and the attention it gave him — but even despite his nature, he still valued the most important thing over all; the sanctity of his homeworld.

         The formless come from hither and thither en masse, but it isn’t long before their contents are spilled across the soil. With a huff, Chiro raises his fists in a guarded stance, a confident smirk on his face. When, much to his dismay, something new appears.

          It’s dark and shadowy, and it emerges from the ground. It scurries toward him, bright, beady eyes staring soullessly into his. Then there’s another — and another — soon, there’s countless many! “ What — ?! ”

          Chiro takes a breath. Now he was starting to get tired, his team was dispersed across different quandrants of town, and he’s being surrounded by a bunch of . . . whatever these things were. Yet despite his clear disadvantage, Chiro presses on, tackling some of the menaces bravely. Many dissipate from the strength of his attacks — but they just keep coming! More and more of them! Heart drumming in his chest, the youth staggers backward, taking a moment to gasp for breath.

          “ TEAM! I’ve got trouble! ” He radios on his communicator. Something about these things . . . made him feel tense, and it wasn’t just their creepy appearances. More were beginning to swarm him, closing in. He knows he can’t handle this on his own now.

              Well, at least he has their attention. Rather than submit blindly to his folly, he decides the best thing to do was to rendezvous with his team, come up with a game plan, and attack this new problem as a group. So, he cuts through the crowd with an electric javellin, and runs.

HE BLINKS. ONCE, TWICE. Chiro was about to say something before she spoke, and her quip stops and makes him think. After all, she wasn't wrong.