Yumi, who is known as Sailor Splash, stood in front of the circular mass of energy waiting for someone, or something, to come through. Yumi had worked with Sailor Pluto in creating this space in the time dimensions that allows {Otaku} Senshi to interact, regardless of which era he/she is from. The portal was located inside a door frame and glowed an eerie purple color. If you got too close to the portal, an eerie hum could be heard and vibrations felt. 

"I wonder what would happen if I threw a rock through the portal?" Yumi said allowed to herself. She was a curious girl, but her curiosity caused more trouble than what it was worth. However, this thought crossed her mind since the portal worked with "Thought Power". An object with no working knowledge, such as a rock, can not actively communicate a location, therefor the many what ifs buzzed through Sailor Splash's mind.

Before she could throw the rock, the portal lit up and hummed loudly. Was someone coming through? 

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The portal's humming intensified until another sound started coming through it. The roar of an engine could be heard, getting louder and louder. Seconds later, a green Yamaha motorcycle with a lightning bolt design on the side emerged from the portal and charged into the clubhouse. The helmeted rider quickly hit the brakes when they spotted Yumi, screeching to a halt next to her.

The rider put up the kickstand and removed her helmet, showing her face and slightly ruffled short red hair.

"Hey, I didn't hit you, did I?" Kazaki asked, standing up. "Maybe bringing my bike wasn't the best idea..." She hadn't wanted to leave if behind with nothing but a cat to watch it while she explored the strange portal that had popped up in Sapporo.

Kyoko looked at the doorway a little anxiously. Was it too late to back out of this? She didn't like being around people...she could already feel the judgmental stares, the distrust, all because of her lineage....she cringed mentally. Nevermind being a Moon Princess, she was also the daughter of someone who had caused anguish for so many people! Maybe she would just retreat back to her room..

But too late. Hyperactive and excited, her niece Tamayo had bounded up beside her, grabbing her hand excitedly. "Kyoko!" she cried out, grinning from ear to ear. "I'm so excited, this is going to be so much fun!" She laughed happily, and Kyoko felt her heart melt a little. She couldn't let her niece go by herself, even if it was safe. She could be brave long enough for her niece. “Alright Tamayo...are you sure you're already?” she stepped back slightly to look at her niece. 9 years old and only about hip height to her, with dark tanned red skin that was natural and darker red hair done in cone odango with round ones slightly in front of them, and a single pigtail from each cone that reached her hips. Her eyes were a bright red, a match for Kyoko's eyes. And in true childish fashion, she had dressed herself a bit haphazardly. A bright pink ruffled skirt, and a clashing red shirt decorated with yellow daisies. And she was wearing slip ons that were colored purple.

Kyoko smiled a little, feeling a bit better about her clothes. She had chosen a simple but nice skirt made from gold silk, with a matching pastel gold blouse and comfortable flat shoes. The color was comforting to her. And it rather set off her hair, which was incredibly long, reaching her ankles. And it was multicolored, with her crown and bangs being a bright golden blonde that faded to pink and then to lilac. The hair colors of her mother, sister and grandmother. Kyoko sighed a moment then reached out, taking her niece's hands.

“Come on. Let's not be late.” she said, and walked with the giddy child through the portal to the clubhouse.

kakaki wrote:

"Hey, I didn't hit you, did I?" Kazaki asked, standing up. "Maybe bringing my bike wasn't the best idea..." She hadn't wanted to leave if behind with nothing but a cat to watch it while she explored the strange portal that had popped up in Sapporo.

Yumi jumped back when she saw the lights roaring aloud at her. "What the?!" Yumi yelled right when the motorcycle stopped in front of her. Yumi looked at the biker and grinned, totally forgetting the fact she was almost road kill. "Hey you, I'm fine!!" Yumi smiled, as she put her hand on the bike. "Nifty piece of equipment you got here!"

Kazaki patted the motorcycle's seat with affection.

"Isn't it? I modified it myself!" she said with a grin before putting her helmet down and straightening her leather jacket. "Anyway, my name's Kazaki Jishaku. Sorry about running my bike right into your..." she looked around the room for the first time, having no idea where she was. "Uh, what is this place?"

Kyoko and Tamayo arrived in the clubhouse. Kyoko was mildly surprised and horrified to realize people were already here, though she felt a little better when she realized there were only two of them. They probably weren't all that late. Kyoko sighed in relief and opened her mouth to greet them, when Tamayo let out a shriek entirely too similar to her grandmother and great Auntie Minako.

Tamayo had swiftly ran over to the motorcycle, her pigtails whipping around as she grinned excitedly, patting all over the machine, though she knew well enough to avoid the hot engine parts. “Oh wow, this is so cool! You made it yourself?! Why is it green, did you know that green is my Auntie Makoto's favorite color? Can I have a ride on it sometime? Does it do anything really cool like fly or shoot lasers?” The girl's questions never seemed to end, and left Kyoko mortified. She quickly came forward, averting her gaze a little from the women. “I'm so sorry about Tamayo, she's...a little hyperactive.”

Kazaki winced at Tamayo's shriek, and could barely react to the child's questions.

"Slow down, kid, and watch the paint job!" she said, getting defensive over her motorcycle. Kazaki carefully picked up Tamayo and set her down on the bike's seat. "First of all, I only built some of it. And it's green because green is the best color there is. Your aunt has good taste. No, it can't fly or anything awesome like that, the police would confiscate it. Not that I didn't try...And as for riding it, maybe later, okay?"

Tamayo bounced happily on the bike's seat, looking the picture of childish excitement. She only seemed to be listening to Kazaki with half an ear though she was nodding. She leaned forward, grabbing the handles and pretending to drive, making engine shifting noises. She seemed to be seized by a moment of child's imagination, because she started yelling “Oh no, the spies are after us! Gotta hide fast! Activate super booster flying powers! Uh-oh the roads washed out, make a sharp turn! It's a forest, gotta dodge the trees!” she started leaning from side to side, making dramatic noises whenever she narrowly “missed a tree”.

Kyoko could only lower her eyes mildly embarressed, though a small smile graced her face. Her niece was forever like this..and from what her aunts said, it seemed Tamayo was a carbon copy of her grandmother when she'd been that age. Kyoko took a few steps away from the women, deciding it might be better to just remain quiet and watch over Tamayo from near by.

Kakazi wrote:

"Isn't it? I modified it myself!" she said with a grin before putting her helmet down and straightening her leather jacket. "Anyway, my name's Kazaki Jishaku. Sorry about running my bike right into your..." she looked around the room for the first time, having no idea where she was. "Uh, what is this place?"

"This is the.... clubhouse." Yumi started saying before catching herself. Only Senshi were allowed in this zone, so the biker chick in front of Yumi was obviously powerful, but how should she go about asking? "This is a clubhouse for... ya know, special heroines" 

Yumi looked over to the couple that just entered through the portal. The little girl was adorable, and the older women looked friendly, yet nervous. "Relax." Yumi reassured the two. So these two were also Senshi? Just how many Senshi were in the universe? Yumi thought

kakazi wrote:

"Slow down, kid, and watch the paint job!"

Yumi turned her head in surprise and hugged the child as if defending her. "Want to help me with the cupcakes?" Yumi asked, winking at the older women.

Kyoko was watching Tamayo's antics when one of the girls spoke to her. She jumped a little and looked at her, slightly wide eyed. She hesitated a moment, wondering if she could even make cupcakes. She generally didn't do much cooking..."Um....I'm not sure how..to bake..." She lowered her eyes again, biting her bottom lip lightly then glanced at her hair a little. "I-I should probably stay away from food...I wouldn't want to get hair in it..."

Kazaki raised a brow at Yumi's answer, not completely understanding. "A clubhouse for special heronies...?" And then she caught on. "Wait, is this what you mean?"

Kazaki pushed up her jacket sleeve, revealing her Io Bracelet for the others to see. The green circular gem on its gold band was marked with the symbol of Jupiter and the Roman Numeral I.

Tamayo was distracted by the movement and looked over, blinking a little then grinned widely. "I have something like that!" She reached into her skirt pocket and tugged out a round brooch, decorated with crescent moons and red feather designs. "I'm a senshi, does that mean you're a senshi too? Kyoko is a senshi too! hey, are YOU a senshi?" she looked at Yumi now.

Now Kyoko could feel herself becoming terrified. These other women were senshi? Then they would surely know her other parent, and judge her on that. She kept her mouth firmly shut, relieved Tamayo was too young to know such things and wouldn't reveal it.

The day carried on as more senshi made their way through the portal. Laughs and cheers could be heard in various places across the dimensions where the portals were zoned. What more lyes in store in this clubhouse of heroines? Find out in the Otaku club House Storyline , soon to come!