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The Day Corn Was Shot
Episode: Enemies as Long as We Breathe.
"Tired of the Medicaid, deaded by the car
No containers filled with lemonade,
'You better get a job!' mother talked…
just another hawk,
He nearly ate a bodega food stamp transaction;
Left me in corners buckled me accompanied by evil hands clappin'
Rockin' my "hell I made it" wetsuit stitch,
So I can swim in elevators crazy wet through piss;
I rock my simulated air tank bit,
So I can leave pressures of oxygen where my mic's lit."
-"Pigeon" by Cannibal Ox (Vordul Mega)
A.K.: Actually that is kind of the way I always figured Corn would be, not taking a serious situation too seriously and making sure that no one else takes it too seriously even though in his heart of hearts he takes it very seriously; One of those guys that doesn't stress out about stuff that's out of his control, but can very much be pushed over the edge. The funny thing is that this is yet another story that I started a year ago.
Everyone Else: All right. Let's review what we know so far kids. Corn has bullets in his back, leg and arm. Combo is on the verge of an emotional breakdown and Gum is in shock. Clutch, Garam and Beat are out looking for more supplies. Yoyo believes the whole situation to be his fault and, now that Clutch has returned, Cube is preparing to put Corn under the knife. But what we don't know is just how Clutch got the supplies. And why did he have a black eye? Did anything happen between him and Garam? Why don't we find out?
99th Street-9:15PM
It was 9:10. Garam and Clutch were about three steps out of Cubes'. They hadn't even closed the door when they must've heard "I'm going too." They both looked back to see Beat strapping on his skates. "Huh?" they both seemed puzzled.
"I'm going too," he repeated.
"Why? What if we need you here?" Jazz asked.
Beat sighed. He pointed at Garam, "I don't trust to you let Clutch go to the clinic and come back. You've been holding a grudge against him and it would just be irresponsible to leave the two of you alone."
Clutch breathed a sigh of relief, but then Beat pointed at him, "And I don't trust you for the same reason that Garam doesn't. You might just be lying. If you are, you'll go and never come back. It's better if two of us go and keep an eye on you."
"So then, you want to keep an eye on Garam… keeping an eye on Clutch?" Boogie, who was standing behind them asked, semi-confused.
Beat turned around, "Yep, that's it...anyway they'll just fight if I don't go and we really don't have time for that. At least this way they won't get into any bullshit and stay focused on the task at hand…"
Thinking back on it all, Beat felt like a total schmuck. He had volunteered for this so he could keep an eye on Garam and Clutch. He stopped paying attention for a single moment and Clutch was gone. It had only been five minutes!
"I'd hate to say 'I told you so'…" Garam began his sentence but never finished it. Beat had a look on his face that seemed to ask him if he really wanted to finish his sentence.
Tokyo?-9:20 PM
"Live from…Tokyo? The station that changes its radio frequency every 1440 minutes (24 hours)! The FCC's most wanted pirate radio station 300 days and runnin', Jet Set Radio!
The Golden Rhinos most wanted radio personality for 20 days and countin', DJ Professor K!
And I'm issuin' them fools a little message…Ya want me? Y'all niggas better come get me.
But enough o' that. I come bearin' important news for anyone who wishes to hear it and if you don't wanna hear me, I'll give ya a moment to change the station, ok?
tick-tock, tick-tock
Good, now let's get down to it. It seems that hospitals and clinics all around Tokyo are on Golden Rhino lockdown.
That's right, every clinic and hospital, from Rokkaku-dai Heights to Chuo to Highway Zero and everything in between is being closely guarded by the Rhinos. And why you ask? Well it seems they shot a rudy and don't want him to get the medical treatment he needs. But who would they shoot? You won't believe me when I tell you.
Corn…that's right Corn. The leader of the GG's has been shot several times and is currently hidin' with his gang in a location that I know but won't dare to speak so as not to put my nigga in more danger than he's already in. If he goes to any hospital he and the rest of the GG's face incarceration, but if he doesn't receive medical treatment…he could die.
All of us at Jet Set Radio…and by that I mean myself and only myself as this is a one-man operation, wish my boy Corn a quick and painless recovery and a whole lotta luck…fuckin' with them Rhinos lord knows you'll need all the luck you can get.
This next one goes out to you boy…'Get Rich or Try Dying' by Despot…enjoy…"
99th Street-9:16PM
"We'll find him," Beat said quietly to Garam.
"Where the hell could he have gone? How we s'posed to find him!?" Garam was both angry and frantic, his southern accent reflecting both.
(Maybe I should have mentioned that I always thought of Garam as being either British or Southern)
Beat eyed him "Think about it…it's only been…what, two minutes? He couldn't have gone that far. If we split up we could find him a bit quicker, but we'd have no way of contacting one another if we do…"
"Then fuck it, let's stick togetha. We ain't got time to debate the merits 'a splittin' up ove' stayin' togetha…what if we don't find him?"
"Then we go to the clinic anyway…he told us where it was."
"He also told us it's locked down."
"We'll find a way in…don't you worry."
With that they were on the move and hunting down the ruby-red rudy who had somehow made a quick and daring escape. Quick because no one saw him do it and daring because he would get his ass kicked if caught. They knew they'd catch him though.
They went through the tunnel that led to the Benten Dragon Tower Center. Once they were out of the tunnel they split up did a quick sweep of the entire center, on the hunt for anyone in red, but finding nothing. They spent a few more minutes searching then moved on to the next street.
Benten Tower-9:25
Clutched watched from the mid-section of the Dragon Tower. He could see quite clearly from his vantage point that his two pursuers had given up on looking around the tower and gone on to the next area. Now that he had, for the time being, lost them he could truly get to work. He jumped onto the dragon tail, grinding down it to the ground. He went directly to a nearby surplus store and made two purchases: an Igloo cooler, red, and a pair of shoes that were a size too small for him, also red. He proceeded through the open market to the twin bridges. Clutch was in no way shape or form worried about Garam or Beat; if he was right about them they would be right where he wanted them.
As he crossed the bridges he removed his red shirt and made a left turn…to insure that everything went as planned he needed to go the long way. Once he made it to Avenue A, the street to the far left, he stopped. Clutch traced the neon lights that snaked from building to building until he found the one that connected to the ground and ran along the path he needed it to run. He took off his skates and replaced them with the shoes, placing them in the cooler. Next he took his red shirt and twisted it into a rope and used it to strap the cooler to his back. He used the lowest portion of the neon light as a booster and jumped up to grab the higher portion that doubled back in the other direction.
He placed his feet into the wall and began to "walk" along the wall until he got to a certain point. He stopped and looked across from him then up, sure enough a light snaked overhead. He climbed up all the way onto the one he was holding (which was oddly cool) and once up jumped up to grab the higher neon light. He began to move his arms, right then left, forcing himself into motion…this was extremely difficult as he was at a dead hang with an Igloo cooler strapped to his back, not that it was heavy but the added weight sure as hell didn't help. Eventually he made it across to the other building. He swung his legs and let go sending himself flying onto the roof. He broke into a run, jumping over the small gaps between the buildings, and kept running until he reached his destination.
Across the street from him now was the clinic. At the front entrance were three Golden Rhino agents. Below him, much to his delight, were Beat and Garam who were hiding behind a dumpster and watching the Rhinos across the street. He had been correct in assuming they would go to the clinic anyway…good thing he remembered to tell them where it was.
The next part of his plan would require precision and timing…or a patsy, fortunately he had two. He carried with him two spray cans in the pocket of his pants. Ducking down he pulled one out and whipped it across the street hitting a Rhino in the face. Once he had their attention, he dropped the second one on the ground next to the dumpster…and right next to Garam, causing him and the Rhinos to turn toward it. Time for step three of his diversion. He stepped out over the edge of the roof; as he fell he angled himself perfectly, landing with both feet against Garams' back and pushing him out from behind the dumpster.
Garam flew out and landed on his face. As he got up to see what happened he saw that the Rhinos were advancing on him. He made a break for it. As he broke out and the Rhinos gave chase, Clutch charged the slowest agent and dive tackled him, shouldering his neck and pounding his face into the asphalt knocking him out cold. He got up to see the other two turning the corner after Garam. He turned to Beat, who was no longer hiding, and said "Go help your friend, I'll be out in a minute." With that he dashed into the clinic.
As Beat went after the Rhinos going after Garam a single thought crossed his mind, Note to self: Clutch is not to be trusted.
The Clinic- 9:45
"Doc! Yo! Doc, where you at man?" Clutch called as he entered the privately owned clinic.
"Don't be so noisy…ah! Little Red! What can I do for you…and why the turtle look?" The doctor, a young man, about thirty, in a white coat over a black suit was actually quite surprised to see Clutch standing before him.
"I'd love t'stand around exchangin' pleasantries and whatnot Dr. Kim, but I've got a serious situation on my hands and desperately need your help. I need everything you got: I.V.s, penicillin, blood, and MRI…"
"MRI? What the hell do you need with an MRI?"
Clutch explained the entire situation to Dr. Kim. He told the entire story from beginning to end. By the end of his explanation Dr. Kim had quite a worried expression on his face. "You mean they were right outside my clinic waiting for you in plain view? That's terrible! Just terrible…now if you had said they were waiting in a car it would be believable, but right at my clinics' doorstep? That's just a terrible lie…" the man had jokes.
"I'm not lying!" Clutch yelled.
"See, I beg to differ…if you weren't my cousin I might believe you were telling the truth; unfortunately for you, you are my cousin and I know you as a lier."
Just then Beat and Garam burst into the clinic, tired and sucking air. Garam went straight to Clutch, punching him directly in the eye "What the hell is wrong with you?!"
Clutch turned to Dr. Kim "If that don't show you I'm not lyin', I dunno what will!"
Beat and Garam both corroborated Clutch's story. Dr. Kim decided they must be telling the truth, anyone who hated Clutch that much wouldn't lie for him. They loaded what they needed into the cooler, well everything short of an MRI machine. Dr. Kim told them he'd drive them back and assist in any way he could.
-Time for them to get down to business…let's see what happens next. Will Corn survive? Will Yoyo give him the whole story surrounding his disappearance, like for example just who his "associate" really is? Find out…later…
Next Episode: Home Surgery
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This is another part of the original "Swing Blades." There is some information that no longer applies because I took the story (and by extension the series) in another direction…it's still pretty good though, y'know if you wanna laugh at what I was trying at about a year ago:
June 26, 3:06pm
Six Days Until "eviction" from the Garage
As is noted just above this sentence fragment, the GG's only had six days until they would be "evicted" (which was really planned to be more of a forced ejection involving Hayashi, a S.W.A.T. team, two Soviet Hind-D combat helicopters and a single, somewhat elderly, German Shepard) by what was formerly known as the Rokakku Group and is now know as the Committee for the Advancement and Betterment of Society (C.A.B.S.- I just made that up and it came out as a very nice acronym!).
(C.A.B.S. was originally going to be a new nemesis that ran the city…I couldn't find a way to work them into a story recently so I dropped them entirely.)
This wasn't the only problem that Corn had. It had come to his attention that, with the exception of Gum, Cube, Combo, and himself, the GG's really had no place to live and were actually sleeping in the garage.
Soda had been crashing with a friend near Highway Zero, but when the Rhinos showed up the apartment was set aflame. Garam occasionally stayed over at Combo's apartment on Hikage Street (which he was going to lose anyway…and, as I mentioned in early in "S.B.", lost anyway), but due to a lack of space they decided that they wouldn't be able share it. Jazz was recently kicked out of her home (I was planning to have Jazz move in with Cube eventually have them go les but I…well…forgot about that), Rhyths' hovel collapsed, and Yoyo, Boogie and Clutch didn't have any place period. Gum lived with her parents who wouldn't put anyone up for more than a week at best (there was going to be a story behind all of this that would result in her running away), and Cube simply couldn't afford to give up any extra space because she had a baby (Another story idea that I completely forgot about…oddly enough I was tinkering with that idea of a pregnancy recently). The situation changed from them losing a very nice place to hang out, to most of them losing a home.
One thing bothered him though (besides the whole getting kicked off of public property thing. It was public property after all. Nobody lived there and from the look of it, it wasn't actually owned by anyone). From what he had heard from the homeless GG's, Beat did in fact have a place to live. However, it seemed he would occasionally decide to sleep at the garage. It didn't make sense to Corn. If Beat lived somewhere why wouldn't he just stay there?
You see, "S.B." was originally a part of a different fanfic that I was writing parallel to this one…but my internet access got shut down for a while so I never got to put it up. I ultimately decided not to write it and thought I had deleted everything (because I didn't think it was any good).
The premise of the story was that the GG's were informed by the police that they would be permanently removed from the garage in two weeks, so having absolutely no way to avoid losing their home, they would search for a new one (which was originally why I came up with the apartment building on Dogenzaka Hill). Other than that it was pretty much the same idea…a series of random events that occur, this time over a span of two weeks.
After some serious thought, however, I decided it was stupid and started over. I think I made the right choice, in retrospect, because I can only do so much with a two week time period. Comments?