"This is outrageous, completely deplorable! If word got out that Rokkaku's men got bested by a bunch of kids, we'd be a laughingstock!" Onishima scolded his subjects, who kept quiet with their heads down.

"Just think of what would happen if Goji found out about this, you know what he would do!?"

One officer looked up, "Probably not stop killing us."

"That's right! He wouldn't!" He paced to the side, "Of all the…" The phone rang, cutting him off. He did a face palm and nearly ripped the phone off the receiver, "This is Onishima, talk!"

"Is this a bad time Onishima?" The answering voice intimidated him.

"G-Goji sir! Wh-what can I do for you?"

"You can explain to me what the hell happened today. What's this I'm hearing about you guys getting outdone by a few teenagers?"

"Sir, sir!" Onishima tried to remain cool, "It didn't go down exactly like that it just…"

"That's what it's sounding like."

"They just gave us the slip that's all. We'll get them next time. Don't worry, it'll be fine."

"It better be, I'm laying this law down with two iron fists. You better not let those kids beat us or there'll be a whole world of trouble. They could bust up my entire operation, and if that happens, I'm gonna make your lives more painful than a living hell, do you understand!?"

"Y-yes…s-sir. We'll get them next time."

"Just to make sure… I'm sending Commander Hayashi."

Onishima remained silent, "Y-yes sir. We'll capture them for sure."

"Stop those kids Onishima… or else."

The receiver slammed down in his ear, and Onishima put the phone down in quiet acknowledgement. With an angry expression he turned back to the officers, "He found out."

"What's he gonna do sir?"

"He's sending Commander Hayashi to give us support."

Voices of annoyance and disapproval swept the room in minutes, Onishima silenced them with a gunshot to the floor.

"Quiet! Maybe you should've thought about that before you allowed yourselves to be beaten by these punks!"

With that, he left the room in a huff.


A few hours after the wild chase, the GG's were chilling in their garage. Well, all but one of them were, Corn was out somewhere, Roboy was outside dancing and Potts was eating his food.

Yoyo, Gum, and Beat were sitting on the couch playing Super Mario Bros. with Yoyo on the controller. Jet Set Radio was playing the song, Super Brothers to boot.

"Yo, eat my dust suckers!" Yoyo started to get a little bit above himself.

Beat said right after, "Be careful, watch out for the Hammer Br-!"

Too late.

Yoyo threw the controller on his lap, "Agh! I was so close! Did you guys see that I was this close!" He slouched backwards, "I can't believe I died there yo."

"You got ahead of yourself." Gum observed, "Next time, take it a little slower."

Nobody said anything else, until the end of the song when DJ Professor K took over the airwaves.

"The station feared and revered by both man and groowwl beast? Jet Set Radio! Taking you to Shibuya Terminal, the city's biggest non-stop dance party! Damn, it's Poison Jam! I can't believe they're showing their ugly faces in broad daylight. Shame on them, are they the ones behind all the freaky lookin' graffiti?"

"Ooh boy…" Gum dreaded, "Poison Jam."

"It's about time they showed up yo!" Yoyo was fired up, "Guess those freaks finally decided to come face the music huh?"

"Easy cowboy." Gum advised, "You never want to rush into action. It's a good way to get yourself wrecked."

"They're just weirdos in outdated alligator costumes, how dangerous can they be yo?"

"That's my point, you never know."

Corn hopped in the window, "Hey guys, quick update."

"What's up Corn?" Gum asked.

"I'm sure you guys just heard Professor K, we need to get rid of that fishy graffiti in Shibuya Terminal, now that Poison Jam is rearin' their ugly heads. Let's hit that place right now and cover it up. Poison Jam can't get away with this."

"Shibuya Terminal?" Beat pondered, "Now that you mention it, "There was this huge guy wandering around there…"

Corn shrugged, "I don't remember seeing anyone like that."

"As for the fishy graffiti, that sounds familiar, but I didn't really look close enough to see if the graffiti that the fool was paintin' actually looked like a fish or nothin'.

"Whatever the case is, we better hurry, they've gotten a head start."


A shortcut from their garage took the GG's back to Shibuya Terminal quickly. Without the cops chasing them they would now be able to get a good look at the graffiti in question and find Poison Jam.

"How did we not see this a few hours ago?" Gum asked, "This ugly graffiti sticks out like a Rainbow Yoshi!"

"Because we were being chased?" Beat answered.

Gum slowly turned to him, "That question was supposed to be rhetorical."

"Ah, oh well. Just sayin'."

The GG's weaved past the heavy traffic and skidded on the numerous rails, coming to a stop at a road medium.

"Let's cover this place up with some real artwork!" Corn announced, "Split up!"

Yoyo stuck around the parked buses beneath all the rails to cover the small marks that were painted on them. He saw his teammates skate in the surrounding areas, also covering the purple graffiti.

"They clearly think highly of themselves for using purple yo."

After 'fixing' the buses, Yoyo skated across a large area of pavement and saw Gum spray painting. He passed her, eyeing a jungle of rails that seemed to touch the sky. He smiled impishly and hopped on, gliding effortlessly across the railings, spray painting poles he passed. He gradually gained altitude, once he got as high as he could go. He jumped off, experiencing a feeling of weightlessness.

"Yeeehaaaa!" and landed on a roof below.

"Taint this place with ugly graffiti huh?" Were Corn's thoughts, "Poison Jam, you've always liked to mess with us but we'll be doing a lot more than just cleaning your mess. We'll be hitting back hard!"

He had already covered a lot but there was still more to go.

"With four of us, they won't even know what happened. Ha, their paint's not even dry yet."

"Graauugh!"

Corn instantly flipped around hearing that unpleasantly familiar growl. His eyebrows firmed upon noticing three large guys in blue Godzilla-like costumes zoom past.

"Poison Jam!" He muttered.

He tried to chase them, but those reptile wannabes were fast on their feet.

But he did see Gum rushing to him, "Corn, I just saw-!"

"Poison Jam? I saw 'em."

"Should we chase them?"

Corn nodded, "We probably should."

"All right, wait... what about Beat and Yoyo?"

"We'll let them cover the rest of the graffiti here, they'll be fine. We better hurry and catch up with those goons."


Back at the Rokkaku Expo, Onishima and the rest of the force were waiting for the next call to come in. They were hell-bent not to get humiliated again.

A few minutes later, the door flew open without the person even knocking. It was a man with white hair, white gloves, a long dark blue coat with a high collar and gray pants. He looked like he belonged in the 50s. He walked into the room with a high head, stopping an inch away from where Onishima shot the carpet.

Onishima eyed him carefully, he rose from his seat slowly and approached him in the same manner.

"Commander Hayashi." Onishima addressed him.

"Captain Onishima." The man replied.

The two shook hands stiffly, while continuing to have a staring contest. There was tension building between the witnessing cops.

"Now tell me this..." Hayashi stated, "Why is it so hard for you to catch a few little punks?"

Onishima glared, "If you saw those kids you would understand."

"Oh? Then maybe I need to take a look myself."

"You do. Trusht me."

Onishima's pager beeped loudly on his desk,

"HQ TO ALL STATIONS, HQ TO ALL STATIONS: JUVENILE SKATERS HAVE BEEN SPOTTED IN THE VICINITY OF SHIBUYA TERMINAL. ALL OFFICERS INVESTIGATE."

"I think I'll take care of this." Hayashi volunteered, "Goji did tell me you were having some difficulty after all." He turned to the officers, "Well what are you guys waiting for!? Hurry up and get to Shibuya Terminal!"

"Yes commander!" They fled from the station in a hurry.


Yoyo was fast skating everywhere, people were jumping, slipping and even falling just to clear the path. He had that cheesy grin on his face, clearly enjoying the fast pace. Any Poison Jam graffiti he came across disappeared behind his art.

A few yards ahead, he saw Corn and Gum heading down the road to Chuo Street, he raised an eyebrow, "Huh... I wonder where they're going yo." He was about to follow them to find out when he heard an uproar behind him.

It was Poison Jam, tearing down the highway. Yoyo ducked behind one of the buses to eavesdrop.

"Gahaha! It worked!" They were talking, "The GG's think we're in Chuo Street! Now we can reclaim this area!"

"That's what Corn and Gum are doing!" Yoyo realized, "They're chasing Poison Jam!"

Yoyo revealed himself to the rival gang and confronted them, "I don't think so! We're covering your ugly art and it's gonna stay that way yo!"

Those goons were surprised, "Oh yeah?" they exchanged glances and chuckled, "Is this little pipsqueak trying to muscle us around? What a joke!"

"P-pipsqueak!?"Yoyo nearly blew a stack.

"Oh snap!" The lead blurted out, "Someone we really don't wanna see is coming! We gotta go! Graahh!"

The three costumed buffoons skated away from Yoyo, jumped over a handrail, and disappeared around the sharp turn. Yoyo watched, confused. He didn't quite hear what they said, but his confusion turned to glee.

"Who da man!?" He danced, "Man, I can't wait to tell everyone I chased off Poison Jam by myself yo!"

With a spring in his step he skated away, he got as far as the end of the sidewalk when someone suddenly appeared in front of him. Unable to stop he crashed head-on into the person.

"Ouch!" Yoyo exclaimed, he flew backwards until he hit the wall with his back and hands.

"Hey!" The person bellowed with a booming voice.

Yoyo jerked his head up to see a large male on skates wearing a heavy gold chain around his neck, a black sleeveless shirt and black pants. A blue bandanna covered his hair and he carried a huge boombox on one arm.

"Oopes..."

The dominating man adjusted his bug-eyed styled sunglasses, "I leave for a few minutes and there's ugly tags all over my turf when I come back!? Hmmph... I'm guessing it was you."

Yoyo blinked, "Um... wait. What? Yo!?"

He set down his boombox roughly and cracked his knuckles, "You got a lot of guts for a small pint..." He hoisted his stereo back on his shoulder, "You better be prepared!"

The smaller guy put his hands up defensively, "Hey, h-hold on yo! You're misunderstood I didn't do this!"

He paused, "Really? Then who did it?"

Before Yoyo could answer, both of them were violently shoved aside.

"Ow!" This time Yoyo fell and hit the ground.

"Whoa!" The taller guy just flailed back slightly.

Poison Jam had pushed past them in a hurry, "Graaaaaggghhh!"

Yoyo slowly got to his feet, "If I get anymore surprises today... I'm gonna break a rib or two..."

"Hey! They're the one's who messed up the terminal..." He faced Yoyo apologetically, "Heh... sorry about that. No hard feelings right?" He stuck his hand out, "Hey, call me Combo. We're gonna be a team from now on."

Yoyo took Combo's hand awkwardly, "Heheh... That would be nice yo. My friends call me Yoyo. You see, I'm a GG. We were just here trying to clean up the mess Poison Jam made yo."

"Is that so? Well then..."

The two looked down the street hearing sirens and saw the Rokkaku Police cars rounding the corner into view, approaching them fast.

"Yo!"

"Watch out!"

Yoyo and Combo ran the opposite direction and hid behind some signs, carefully watching the cars go by.

"What? Another police shakedown?" Combo expressed annoyance.

"Not these fools again yo!"

"Those cops have been bustin' up people like nobody's business! Kid we better get out of here. We can't stay here."

"Wait, I have to find my pals yo!"

Combo stopped, "Where are they?"

"One of them is still around here yo. But two of them looked like they were headed to Chuo street!"

Combo pondered, "Hm... okay. Let's find the friend that's here. Then we'll look in Chuo street for the others, okay kid?"

Yoyo nodded.

"Don't worry, we'll find them."


Corn and Gum rushed back to Shibuya Terminal after witnessing the police cars driving by.

Gum sighed, "I sure wish these fools would lay off."

"And I wish Rokkaku would lay off that law of his." Corn added, "For now, let's just find Yoyo and Beat. They're probably fine, but I need to make sure everyone's all right."

"That's what being a leader's about right?" Gum gave a small smile.

Corn slowed down and continued staring at Gum, when she noticed she looked back at him confused, "What?"

"Nothin', it's just now that I think about it I hardly ever see you smile Gum."

Gum grew a little flustered, "Well... I smiled a few hours ago..." and looked away, "I mean you saw me laughing."

"I know." He nodded, "You really should do that more often."

"I..." She snapped out of it, "Never mind, that's not important right now! We need to find Yoyo and Beat, and we still need to deal with Poison Jam." She picked up speed, getting ahead of Corn.

He watched her, "Right."


Beat rushed through the intersection, throwing the traffic for a loop. Several horns honked and people shouted, but didn't really hear them. What he did hear, both literally and figuratively, that Rokkaku's men were hot on their trail again and they had assistance from a crazy commander. That was not dismissive enough to ignore.

He saw Yoyo at the medium under the bridge where the GG's first split, he hurried to him.

"Beat!"

"Yoyo, where's Gum and Corn?" He quickly asked.

"I don't know, but Combo's gonna be helping us!" Yoyo called, "Hey Combo! I found him!"

When he appeared, Beat recognized the large guy that he was talking about earlier.

"Hey." Combo greeted, "I'm gonna be teaming up with you guys. What's up?"

"Sup?" Beat replied, "We gotta find Gum and Corn."

"Yo, I just remembered! Poison Jam ran by here all in a hurry, I heard them saying that they're coming back here. I'll go get them, you guys better lay low at the garage. I'll be right back!"

He took off in a dash, ignoring protests from Beat and Combo.


Yoyo fast wheeled through the streets of Shibuya Terminal, he threw this hood over his head as if to disguise himself. It wouldn't do him much good, seeing that the cops knew they were looking for youths on skates and they had already seen him before. That didn't matter to him, he just felt like a spy on a mission.

He halted beneath an overpass, slipping his sunglasses beneath his eyes, Yoyo suddenly realized that it was too quiet... There wasn't another person around, and the only noise was the traffic.

Out of nowhere, police cars screeched to a halt in front of him. He tried to leave but he was startled by electric fences that almost appeared from thin air.

"Yo what's this? Dirty tactics!?"

"Hey you little punk!" A voice from above him shouted, he looked up in time to see Hayashi drawing a gun and pointing right at him.

"Yo!" Yoyo freaked and barely dodged a bullet the crazy commander fired, he ducked under a flight of stairs.

"Who da hell is this crazy guy! Did he seriously try to shoot me!? Dude! That is not cool yo!"

"It's over kid! Give yourself up!" One of the cops ordered.

Yoyo fished his spray can from his hoodie pocket and remembered what Gum and Beat told him, "If they want trouble... that's what they're gonna get yo." He whispered. He jumped out of his cover and stormed the cops, knocking them all down when he plowed directly into them. He was a bowling ball and they were the pins

"You'll never get me!" it was raining paint he was spraying so wildly.

Hayashi jumped in frustration, "Do you want me to come down there? That's it, you brought this on yourself!" He ran down the stairs with his gun loaded, "I'm gonna get ya!"

Yoyo saw Hayashi out of the corner of his eye, also noticing that he was a few steps away from one of the electric fences he smirked. Right as Hayashi pounced at him, he cartwheeled out of the way.

"gaosjdoijaowekjlraksjplpjpokjtohtpth!" was what came out of Hayashi's mouth as he got electrified, he fell flat on his back afterward.

Yoyo couldn't hold back his hysterical laughing, he approached the downed man, "What's da matter? You looked SHOCKED! Hahaha!"

Hayashi couldn't say anything, he was indeed in a great amount of 'shock'. Meanwhile, Yoyo snicked as he shook his spray can.


"Commander, sir! Wake up!"

As his subordinates called to him, Hayashi's vision slowly returned to him, "Ugh... what happened?" just as quick as he first went down, he remembered, "Hey! Where's that little punk!?"

He bounced to his feet, only to have his underlings stare at him wide-eyed and jaw dropped.

"What are you guys doing!? Go find that kid!"

One cop uttered, "Um sir? You might want to take a look at your coat..."

"And your hair." Another said.

"What!? What's wrong with..." His speech slowed down as he looked at his coat, "Oh my-!" His temper sparked, "GET THAT KID!"

His coat, which was previously blue was now a pattern of hippie rainbow tye dye. He rushed to a parked police car and yanked the review mirror to see his reflection, he let out a horrified shriek seeing his white hair had been spray painted pink with orange strips. He was so angry and surprised that he could barely speak.

In the background, Yoyo took aim. The officers had all gotten in a line, and he was ready to knock them all down. Using two poles standing close to each other, he gained momentum. The painted cops barely saw him coming before he knocked them all down again, after Hayashi and all the officers were on the ground again, he used a rail to clear the electric fence, round the corner and he was gone.

Hayashi and the officers retreated in the direction of the Rokkaku expo, "Ow my back..." Hayashi muttered as they disappeared.


"Yoyo's gotta be around here somewhere, we saw him run off this way!" Beat stated.

"I hope Rokkaku's minions didn't catch him." Combo dreaded.

Gum facepalmed, "Assuming he didn't get ahead of himself..."

Corn assured everyone, "He's probably fine everyone, we'll find him soon just-" he glanced down the road and shouted, "Rokkaku police, duck!" and everyone bolted for the bushes.

As Hayashi and the group ran by them they heard them talking.

"How did we get bested by a single brat like that!?"

"Goji is not gonna be happy about this..."

"Shut up and keep running!" Hayashi commanded.

When they got further away their voices became less audible, but the GG's had heard enough to understand what happened. They emerged from the bushes once the fleeing cops were out of sight.

"Yoyo beat them?" Gum questioned.

There was a short silence before Corn spoke, "I told ya he'd be fine."


Yoyo himself had retreated to a rooftop, and he was in the midst of a laughing fit.

"Man, I wish everyone had seen that yo!"

"We did." Beat's voice behind him startled him, "It was funny."

Yoyo whirled around to see all his friends behind him, "Yo, hey guys! You saw all that?"

"Not exactly." Gum clarified, "We saw the aftermath. I gotta say, nice dye job you did on that one guy. It... kinda suited him."

Combo gave Yoyo a slap on the back, causing him to nearly stumble, "That sure was quite a job you pulled off kid. I see why the GG's have you around."

"Corn's got a knack for seeing these things in people." Gum mentioned.

Corn approached Yoyo and put his hand on his shoulder, "That was impressive Yoyo. It sure blew our socks off! I'll admit I had my doubts, but they're long gone now! Now let's head back to the garage and turn up the radio!"

"Yeah!" Everyone cheered.


Empowered by his sexy voice and out-of-sight sounds, DJ Proffesor K prepared another broadcast,

"Jet Set Radio! Citizens of the Underworld, this is your king speaking. Stop what you're doin' and listen up! Rumor has it that Poison Jam's graffiti contains a lethal poison that makes people laugh themselves to death! They've followed their performance at Shibuya Terminal with encores at Chuo Street and in Rokkaku-dai Heights! Those Poison Jam punks got as much attitude as they are ugly.
Poison Jam has been heating up the streets with their rivalry with the queens of 99th Street, Rapid 99! These ladies hate seafood with a passion and fight with those fish-faced fools, Poison Jam, like cats and dogs.
And then there's Hayashi, the Rokkaku police force's own personal version of hell on earth! Even his own partner is afraid of him, cause when he loses it, there ain't no tellin' who or what he'll shoot at! I mean, he's crazy! Check his out - Just the other day, he freaked out and trashed a patrol car!
And why, you may ask?
Because one of his subordinates went to buy him his favorite mint candy and came back with coffee flavored instead!
What'sup with this fool?"