I don't own Air Gear. The franchise is owned by Ito "Oh Great!" Ōgure, everything else is my own creation.


Somewhere in Jappan
April 6th
4:23 PM

In a secluded place in Japan, a man was placing small white boxes in a bag before handing it to a hooded teen. Wearing a dark green jacket, that covered his maroon colored jacket, that matched with his dark blue jeans. The man looked at the hooded teen with a nod. "Do what you do best." The teen merely fixed his hoodie over his head as he quickly ran out of the premise, bumping into a person. Quickly muttering an apology he hurried outside.

"Excuse me, sir! Wait!" He heard someone call out for him, but paid no heed to their calling. The young, dauntless, teen was too excited to even pay attention to anything at all. In his eyes were all blurs, small specks that blocked his true goal, the door to the exit of the confinement. He cursed as the door was slowly being pushed for the teen.

Damn it to hell! Go faster! He needed to get out there! Time is running out! The damn door was going too damn slow! Finally it opened wide enough for him to go, as the teen hurried out of the prison.

It was empty, but when he looked out further, he saw it...a city! A city that his benefactor is telling them to meet them up with! He quickly ran to the parking lot, and into the bushes as he pushed through bushes of bush, in search of something...but what?

"There it is!" He said as he pulled out a pair of shoes...no a pair of rollerblades...no not even that, a pair of AT's! The main colors of the AT were red and black; the only exception to this were the rims and the wheel, which were white.

The teen took off his sneakers and unhooked the buckles on the ATs. Loosening them up he quickly slipped one onto his foot, and then another on his other foot. Putting the sneakers in the bushes, he began to hook the locks back into his ATs.

"Wait sir!" He heard a woman call out, but paid no heed to her warning. With the last lock clicked into place, the energetic thrill-seeker hopped onto his feet and waited for the machine to activate.

"Sir please!"

*Beep, Beep* He stood there and, in a second, the wheel suddenly burst forward.

"Whooo!" he cried as winds began to beat on his face. Like a camera focused on one part of the area, his eyes were focused on that specific part of the area. He was moving, and he was moving fast, but it wasn't fast enough for him.

"Faster..." he whispered as he bent his knees down, the wheel's screeched as it burned on the ground; for some reason, even with this small extra pressure, the madcap was moving faster.

"Faster!" He crouched even lower, his legs now spread a bit more, in a somewhat of an awkward squat. However, even in this strange position, the speed began to increase even more. The world became a blur to him again, but this one wasn't the strange blur that he saw back at the terminal. This one was as if the world in front of him was making a road. He could see a path, among the various of concrete pathway that he saw, the one that he was riding...it was more clear.

"FASTER! His knees bent, winds forcing his hood to be blown back, revealing his lightish brown hair and dark hazel eyes. A wide grin was on his face as the rider accelerated so fast, to other people it looked as if a brown/blue/white blur had rushed by them.

"FLY!" He screamed; focusing every inch of muscle, neurons and bone structure in his legs, he pushed onto the ground; creating a small crater because of the force.

With a roar he leaped into the sky. In terms of an expert, A-Class, Storm Rider, it wasn't that high, but for a newcomer, it was something to be impressed about.

The teen leaped high into the sky, curling his body into a ball and flipped two to three times in the air before releasing his hold on his own body. Spreading his arms like a bird, he enjoyed the wind hitting his body, as he fell to the ground; however in that split second he curled himself again into a ball and flipped once more before his foot landed on the ground.

BOOOM!

In an burst of speed, Joshua exploded onto the road as he sped through cars after cars.

Rider's Special! 540 Revolution to Free Bird back to Revolution to Suicide Burst!

Left. Right. Left. Right.

He sped next to one of the car and saw a boy about five looking at him with wide eyes. The Storm Rider simply grinned and wave, before speeding pass them. It didn't get too bad, until he saw, from afar, a traffic; he was going to go higher ground to avoid the traffic...

However his devious mind began to tinker. With a determine look in his eyes, he sped towards the traffic. He sped towards the front and saw that there were indeed a traffic that held everyone up, no one was going to pass by...or were they?

"Alioop!" The Rider leaped over three cars before landing on the roof of one of one of the cars, before jumping again; the only evidence that he was on the car was the small dent on the roof, which he continued to make cars over cars. He continued to jump over them until he was on a truck, to which he sped up towards the front and leaped again, this time he leaped over more cars; hell, he even twirled over a few trucks while in the air.

He landed gracefully onto the ground before speeding up towards the front, where traffic began to break apart. The rider laughed as he heard the honks behind him, ignoring them as he continue to skate towards the city. "I freaking love this job!" he exclaimed as he pulled his hoodie back on his head. He knows that the wind will blow it off again, but he still has an image to maintain.

The teen finally made it into the big city as he took out a small piece of paper in his bag, "This is the place." he muttered quietly as he swerved right and then left into the wall. With a quick twist, he turns himself, slides his right leg in reverse to ride backwards, places his left AT on the wall and immediately shot up in a ninety degrees angle.

Rider's Special! Orbit 180 to Wall Run: Eifel Tower!

The teen gently landed on the railing, as he looked inside the window and groaned. It was messy in there, boxes everywhere, and critters of all kind roaming about. He gulped, but nevertheless, sucked up the disgust in his stomach before knocking on the window. It didn't take long before a large man walked over.

"Yeah?" he asked as the male Storm Rider took off the bag that was on his shoulder, opened it up he revealed three white boxes, each of them very warm...

He opened one up to reveal...pizza?

"Three Roman Style BBQ Chicken special. Perfect condition." I told our customer with a cheeky smile. The man looked at it before he grinned. "Wow! It really is in perfect condition, and you came here just before the game!" He said as he quickly rummaged through his pocket. Wipping out a massive wad of cash he shoved it right into my free hand before taking the pizza.

"Keep the change, dude!" He said before closing the window.

Another day successful with the Italiano Pizza Express, Joshua Chung style.


It's been four months since I got here. The first month was actual hell, from trying to find a decent place to stay to getting to school on time. It was just terrible; and even after four months, I wasn't able to really find a decent place to stay at. It just sucked.

To make matters worse, the account that my dad set up for me? It was gone, like legitimately gone! I wasn't able to access it, nor was I able to really get anything there! All I had was the 350,000 yen that I got from selling the AT's and mugging the unconscious riders, clothes, the lunch that I bought earlier, a mini-bottle vodka (Which was still unopened), my Mac Book, and the AT's that I'm wearing right now.

So I had to do something fast, I had to do something that I was good at!

...and that's where I hit trouble, I found out that there was nothing that I was really good at. I mean sure I did some judo and muay thai for a while, but it's not like I'm going to be in a UFC ring any time soon. I'm pretty good with Physiology and Bio, but what parents would want to hire a hobo like me? So what could I do?

Then an epiphany happened, while I was learning to run with my AT's (To which I was still having troubles with). I somehow ended up in a commutative part of Tokyo, where an Italian immigrant was making pizzas for a living. The problem was the location and the distance of the place, his pizza hem was, pretty much, in an isolated area; the only way for people to really get their pizza was to either drive up there or wait for at least an hour or two to get it (Which no one was willing to do).

And it was a real damn shame too, cause his pizza was the authentic Italian pizza, not one of those Pizza Hut/Domino like pizza. An actual, authentic, stone oven, pizza! So I made a deal with him, give me a good pay and I'll deliver his pizza from left to right...that was...after I learned how to run on these anyways. It would have took me another month to learn to run, but when he showed me the number that he was going to give me?

They say that money drives the world, well it sure as hell drove me to learn to run in three days.

It wasn't easy either to make it popular, so I had to utilize everything that I know about commercial business. First I made the place a website. Then I copied what other business did to make their place popular; I took the idea of ordering online from the Domino Pizza; took the idea of make your own Pizza online from Pizza Hut, and finally making various of Ads online to be posted up on other websites.

It didn't take long before customers began to post online orders that were immediately sent to my Mac Book.

"Bocchino! Two Tomato Paradise with Calzone!" I told my boss as he quickly began to make a batch. Right now, our business has never been as busy as before for the last two months. Hell, I had to post up job wanted posts online! Even after that, were still overwhelmed with the orders! Bocchino, my boss, already have burns on his hands as well as blisters from overworking. I'm constantly charging up battery packs for my AT's every now and then, and every return I switch a pack. If I have the time I'll try and do maintenance with my AT's with the spare parts around the place.

"How are you holding up there?" I looked over to my left and saw my female co-worker, Arisu, ask me a question with worry. One word for guys to say about her? Damn. There were more than a few nights where she had the starring role in my 'dreams', and a few fun sessions with her last week, but believe me, there was a reason.

At just under six feet, her body was long and solid. Far from being sinewy, her length only gave her curves more room to entice with. A pair of light blue jeans held to her long legs tightly, and the fact she sat down and hid that gorgeous ass from the world was a crime. A thick blue sweater did little to hide her large breasts, whose outline inside them was enough for blind people to spot. There was always a brightness to her face and a wide smile. She wore her bright red hair long, though it was tied up into a loose bun for the sake of keeping it out of the way, even if it curled like mad.

She and I would have a fling here and there, especially whenever we have the time to do so. But right now? After a few trips around Tokyo?

I simply cracked my neck to the sides to show her how I'm holding up. Taking off my AT's, I began to look at the wheels and groaned. Looks like I'm going to need to go to the Glum Slum soon...

"That bad huh?" She asked as I showed her the wheels, she winced, "Yeah, looks like it didn't hold as long as you thought it would..."

"Grandma did a hell of a job giving this a hell of an upgrade, but I'm going to need to try and fix up the torque of the wheels to match up with the velocity of it." She blinked. "What?"

"Physics, get a textbook." I simply told her as the boss rang the bell.

"Honolulu Fiery Passion done! Meat Combo done! Tomato Paradise and Calzone done!" My boss called out as I quickly placed the order in the bag and skated on out. She simply gave me a wink, I merely rolled my eyes before leaving the store to deliver the food.


I groaned, while tying my uniform jacket around my waist, as I finally arrived at my slightly run down complex in the middle of a working class neighborhood. If I were to bring a girl here, I would feel pretty embarrassed to have to admit to her that I lived here. Since that's not the case, I didn't mind my living conditions at all. I opened my door as I walked into the room. It wasn't much: A bed, desk to work on, a bathroom in the other side of the room with the kitchen on the other side. There wasn't really anything spectacular about the room...

Putting the AT battery pack in the charger, I hopped onto my bed, not bothering to even take a shower. I'll brush my teeth in the morning.

But...for some odd reason...I felt like I forgot about something...


I had fallen into a very pleasant sleep when a pounding on my front door woke me up. "Joshua! This is the land lord! I heard AT noises when you were coming up here! You had better not have AT's in there or it's a violation of your lease!"

Oh...crap, my crappy land lord. Panicked, I was quickly putting away any evidence that might relate AT wise, including the smallest bolts that were on my desk, as I quickly hid them in the bathroom. I shut the door close, then quickly drank a couple of water before opening the front door. "Morning." I tried to sound like my bored self, but its really hard to do so when this old fart was glaring the hell at me.

The bald middle aged man looked around the small apartment suspiciously. "Do you have AT's in here?" He asked bluntly.

"Of course not land lord," I replied while trying to act very tired and lazy. "Do I sound like a guy that would ride AT's around here?" I asked him as the man took a couple sniffs. "Why do I smell petroleum and...?"

"Ah… that's probably my new deodorant." Smooth Josh, very smooth. Before anything be said could be said we heard rapid beeping noise...the sound of my AT battery packs being completely charged. Crap.

"What's that noise in the bathroom?" The older man demanded.

"My new alarm clock…"

"In your bathroom?" He demanded, as I rolled my eyes. "Its really loud, and if you can hear it from there then it's doing it's job to be really loud-"

"Your AT batteries are charged," a female voice sang out. "Please remove the batteries."

"Oh sonuva-!"

"Be out of here within a week!" The man slammed the door shut.


"Great." I muttered to myself as I looked up various of address that had available dorms that I can stay for a year. Damn it to hell, how the hell did that old fart hear the grinds last night? They weren't that obvious were they?

I sighed as Bocchino told me to deliver his next batch, I continue to type away while ordering one of our newer workers to do it. Right now I'm not in the mood to deal with anything right now. Stupid old farts and their superhuman ears. Damn it, how the hell did he hear the grinds? Was it really that obvious?

"Trouble in Paradise?" I heard Arisu ask me as I ignore her, "Come on, tell me what's going on-" She stopped as I felt her breath touching my ear, it would have been a tease if I wasn't too focus on being pissed off with how the bald guy kicked me out.

"Your looking for a place to stay?" She asked as I sighed, "I got kicked out of my apartment this morning." She blinked.

"What for?" I pinched the bridge of my nose as I scrolled down on my latest search. "For having AT's in my room."

"That's stupid."

"Regardless of what is stupid and what is not, the fact remains that I don't have a room anymore."

Joshua there's no reason to be worried at all," Arisu told me with a purr. "You're more than welcome to come live with me at my place." I actually stopped, and turned around to see her with a smile; I won't lie, it's really tempted to take the offer. Especially if it means to have another session with her, but I shook my head in the end. "Thanks but no thanks."

"Why not?" She asked, surprised. "I would have thought you'd have jumped at the chance to come live with me."

"I want to, but with your grandparents?" She stopped, before wincing, "Good point."

"Not only that, but I doubt that you even have room for someone like me in your home." Arisu sighed, realizing the problem was bigger than she thought. "All right," she said. "So, I can't give you a place to stay. Would it be all right if I, maybe, brought you somewhere you could get a new place?"

That...doesn't sound too bad...wait.

"I-"

"You go to Yoshiro High School, I know, and luckily for you, the place is really close. In fact, it's so close that you don't even need your AT's to get there." I blinked, before grinning.

"That would be great," I said joyfully as I closed my laptop. "So where is this place that you have in mind?"

"It's a particular dorm house, the Noyamano Household."


Trick info:

Rider's [Joshua Chung's] Special
! 540 Revolution to Free Bird back to Revolution to Suicide Burst: The rider leaps into the air and flips forward, with intense speed, three times before free falling towards the ground. Right before the rider falls head first, the rider curls into a ball and transition with a flip before landing on the ground with his feet; and, in a burst, speeds off into a dash.

Rider's [Joshua Chung's] Special! Orbit to Eiffel Tower: The orbit is A trick where a rider slide a leg backwards to revolve their body around the other leg which acts as a pivot point; after which, he transitions into the Eiffel Tower, which is done only when the rider is facing backwards. To execute, the rider puts a leg on a wall with the feet pointing directly ninety degrees up and pushes forward and downward at the same time which launches the rider into the sky.

Author's note: This is what everyone, well some people, are waiting for...the OC Submission. Now before anyone starts sending OC's I have to tell you this, I'm only accepting a limited number of OC's; small amounts too. Like the maximum I'm probably going to take is like four to five OC's.

Also the OC must follow the following requirements:

1) No sues, sues will be shot down. No questions asked.
2) Everyone is starting off as an F-Ranked rider, you can have previous experience with them but you will not be starting off as a high ranked rider. So no king or queen status.
3) Make the bio something that's worth something. Sell it! Make me feel that this character is a character that I would definitively love to use!

Name:
Age:
Apperance: (You can send an link to the image, but it'll be better if you describe them to me; include height, hair, color, eye color, anything that'll show me that they're different and stuff)
Sexuality:
Gender:
Biography: (Think of this as a college essay, your trying to impress the people at the college with the character's life story and what made them get here and how that shape the person that they are. Half assed and it'll immediately be rejected.)
Personality:
Road:
Run Style:
Tricks:
Air Trek:
Optional:

You can post it in the Review or send it in a PM, both will be reviewed.