Confetti popped out of the box, the colourful sorts which would brighten up Diablos dark attire if it stuck to him like it did to normal people. A letter within the box could be seen after the confetti fiasco, the letter itself giving his next instructions. Those being for him to make his way to Gotem cities amusement park, coupled with actual threats on human lives this time. A picture of random civilians sleeping within the ferris wheel cars attached to the letter.

Meanwhile at the amusement park it would be noted that the dud bombs timer has been shut off due to activation. Alexander steadied himself, giving orders for the reverse fighters to form a perimeter and to keep an eye out. "We'll be having a guest soon." Speaking as he licked his lips, a small glance thrown to the civilians within the ferris wheel cars, noticing one or two beginning to move around uncomfortably. Soon it'd become noisy, possibly.

The cloaked reversed wackjob paused, placing a hand on his chin as he rubbed it lightly. A small smile forming on his face as the marks of reverse lit up in his sadistic joy. Alexander peered into his cell phone, having completed everything on the check list, standing by the city amusement park right by its ferris wheel. He had been able to catch it on a closed day today, though around the immediate area were quite the number of reversed fighters going about his plans, what could be made out to be television broadcasting equipment was seen about. If one took a closer look, they would notice the ferris wheel cabins themselves to be all occupied with sleeping people, all unaware of any of their surroundings in their drugged asleep state.

"Time to lure out our bird of prey, finally." Announcing this to the others nearby, a text sent to his assistant about the go ahead. The crew of reverse fighters beginning the broadcast, a solid countdown given to Alexander as his reverse forms true colours came about on the big screen. Of course the shooting itself happened a tiny bit away from the ferris wheel, only to not give away his location currently. Only those that would pass the test deserved to find their way to him after all, and a specific one was intended to do so anyway. Alexander cleared his throat, eyeing the camera excitedly as he took a deep breath before speaking.

"Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls! Welcome to the newest show, bomb. Of. Despair! The rules? Why I'd just l-o-v-e to tell you fine folks all about it! You see, there are bombs within this dreary pink fluffy town chock full of hopes and dreams. Now while I could monologue about your upcoming ends instead i'll follow up with our great game, and like any game they're no fun if you have zero chance of victory. There is one bomb, wrapped in white and red, and it will detonate in about..... Two hours? Maybe less by now heh. Anyway, if you find this one, it'll take you to a next one. See, it's like a chain.... Of explosives. Good stuff right?" He chuckled, amused by the possible mayhem.

"The first hint I give, but the following ones are from the bombs themselves. Anyway, here's the hint. "Original pastry". The broadcast cutting off instantly after, the usual segments returning to peoples televisions.

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OOC Note - Once the bomb is found, it would direct the finder to the amusement park of Gotem City.

Alexander trudged his way down to the slums, the influence of link joker pushing him to make his way down there as some manipulation of fate. His eyes resting upon the figure known as Hikaru reverse the one known as Fei, a sinister smile creeping on his face as he caught sight of this event. For the moment he stood silently in hiding as he awaited the transformation to take place, taking note of the moment when Fei woke up.

Instantly he burst into motion, only a mad smile plastered on his visage as he proceeded with the further action. That being, a drop kick on the freshly reversed fighter, knocking out the other npc reverse fighter. Damn, did he like hitting things. Nothing as satisfying as destroying your opponent be it fists, card games, or blatant torture. Yay for sadism.

After knocking out the npc reverse bretheren, he would proceed to check his pockets. Putting back the contents after looking at it, the rather oddly timed happy go lucky psychotic smile turned into manical laughter as he walked off. Damn did reverse do a job on him.

Alexander was in the midst of challenging the reversed thugs, somehow taking them all down. In a vanguard fight of course, he can't pull out drop kicks out of nowhere like their nothing anyway. Just like previous occurrences, the fighters would wake up and come to their senses right after his victory. Sure this intrigued him, but he was kind of busy at this point and didn't have much time to care.

During the endless fights he'd spot a rather different figure from the rest of the normal NPC thugs and see what could only be labelled as a boss NPC, the figure of Tomoda as some would know. He personally had no flipping idea who he was, but considering the air the man carried himself with it lay most evident that he was the leader of the nearby zombie folk. Alexander dashed nearby him, holding his vanguard deck out with the fierce visage of Ethics Buster at its forefront. "I challenge you, leader guy. If I win I bet you're lackeys are going to stop, right?" He'd ask, though not caring about the answer. Winning this fight would at least do something to the eerily unresponsive and dispassionate fighters. Finding their lack of emotions creepy at best.

Alexander blinked, having heard a familiar voice though he shook the thought about who it was from his mind. All he could do was try to focus on hiding for the moment, shifting around to avoid the droves of fighters with odd marks under their eyes. Sounds of explosive destruction heard all around, maybe sitting on his behind at home seemed like a good idea now.

For now he'd try to exit the area as soon as possible, hoping to not attract any attention in his escape into a more peaceful part of the city. That had to be somewhere, right? Though his thoughts wandered to Haruka, would he be okay in the hospital? Hastily he would pull out his phone, throwing a text to the known contacts that were vanguard fighters.The following message sent to Haruka, Neo, Tsubasa, and Seifer.

"Whats with the city? Where are you guys? Hiding in the shopping district and leaving it. Please tell me everyone else is seeing.... Everything. - Alexander, that guy that's never around."

And with that he'd shove his phone and turn back to focusing on escape.

Alexander would finally gain his bearings as he had awoken to the world of the living after the deep yet uncomfortable slumber. He let out a pained sigh as he stretched within the chair, having gained slight back pain from the ordeal of sleeping in a chair. He was sure he'd get a earful from his mother when he went back home, gulping at the challenge ahead.

A small sigh holding an essence of despair sounded from him, though then his eyes zoomed to a deck on the coffee table near him. Groggily he moved his hand to clasp it though it hit the note on the top card, picking it up as he skimmed through it. "Huh, I see..." He said with a bit of sadness, though this time his hand stretching to reach the deck after shoving the note in a pocket, eyeing the beast deity cards as both old and new found themselves within the lineup.

"Well, this is a bit ironic, huh..." Chuckling, having used the grapplers awhile back.

"Well, a gifts a gift." Resigning himself to taking the deck and placing it within a bag hecarried with him the day before.  Turning to face the sleeping Haruka before giving a small smile as he spoke in a happy tone. "Thanks for the gift, man. I hope you have a speedy recovery. And don't worry, I'll check by the training facility place for you, wouldn't want to have your girlfriend worry about you heh." Alexander trying to keep himself composed, seeing Haruka in this state causing him some real emotional pain albeit their short time knowing one another. With a tiny wave he took his stuff and headed out, likely straight home for the time being planning to check on the training area soon enough.

Alexander was speechless, the condition of his good ol pal Haruka looking worse for wear. He blinked, eyeing him with worry as he listened to his words.

"I don't know how I feel about lying.... But I'll try at least, man." His voice showcasing his worry over Haruka and the situation at hand, pausing for a moment before speaking again. "What happened to you though?" Asking curiously.