Tokusatsu musebox

Following my most recent encounter with Enter, in which he decided it'd be a good idea to just nip on up to the Joker and request that I take up a new hobby of pestering the Go-Busters, entertaining them and perhaps myself just to keep them otherwise occupied when he needs them to be - I've been quite glad that I had done my research before he visited.

There are currently six Busters on the team - Red, Blue, Yellow, Gold, Silver, and Grey. I don't know the order of their conscription, though I've gathered that most of them began training when they were very young children. Red leads, Blue pretends to be both older and more parental than he actually is, Yellow is loud and obnoxious, Gold is louder and obnoxiouser, Silver seems immaterial. But Grey... Grey looks like he'll be fun.

Enter is related to Grey Buster, I discovered; more than that, is - or was, at some long past time - his identical twin. Thinking I would get an interesting response, I put pressure on that point, and learned even more. Enter is touchy to the point of outright anger when it comes to Grey Buster. Something as simple as using his title incorrectly will rile Enter to his brother's defense, and even if Enter himself doesn't choose to admit - or realize - this attachment, I do.

I don't like that the Busters made a fool of me and Sally in our first encounter with them. I like even less that on this rock, where Energon is hoarded more preciously than treasure, there's enough rules and teams and committees and restrictions and militarized orderliness to make even the air feel grudgingly apportioned.

This world makes me cranky. I figure I'll return the favor.

Sally's hopping about at my side as I look over the city from the vantage point of one of its higher rooftops. The breeze tastes chemical and stiff; it doesn't even twist and wend around the skyscrapers, ripping at my hair and my feathers, like it should.

I grab the hatch on Sally's belly armor and wrench the dial to the right. "Windroid Kaze-kun, come on out!" The monster somersaults away from us, growing in size as it goes. Sally's armour is yet one more thing I've never been able to explain, but you don't need to understand the nuts and bolts of stolen tech to use it for your own ends, and you don't need to pay for it either.

As soon as Kaze-kun lands, he crushes one small building and one larger one marked with a square cross in bright white. It may be some sort of medical facility, judging by the people spilling out the doors as the upper floors begin to collapse.

Havoc and chaos, just as you requested, Enter-chan.

This should keep the Go-Busters busy for a while, once they figure out Kaze-kun isn't one of the typical Metaroids. And once they're occupied, I'll pay special attention to Grey Buster, and see where things go from there. Enter should know better than to expect predictability from me.

This should be fun.