Fucking finally!

[Kamina is standing outside, shirtless. He's still wearing his normal pants, but he's holding a red cape and a pair of glasses, the latter of which he puts on. This being Kamina, they glint dramatically in the sunlight.]

Not that that jacket was bad, but these are clothes suited for a man! A man don't need to be constricted, he gotta wear what's a reflection of his soul!

[He picks the cape up and throws it over his shoulder. It billows dramatically as he's about to tie it around his neck- when he notices the back of the cape. The cape's entirely always been bright red, but now there's a very big, very dark stain covering the back of it. Kamina just stares at it.]

...

( Private )

Ain't you bored yet?

Think you can weaken Kamina like this, make him easy pickings?

Get your ass out here, chief! As long as I'm still alive I'll kick your fat ass to the pavement, so there ain't no point in putting it off no longer!

Get out here, 'cause you ain't no man, but you can't get any lower!

Tch. Ain't hungry. Wouldn't eat even if you gave it to me. So give it the fuck up.

Oh, yeah, and all of you who can't quit complaining? If you got a problem, take it up with the fatass. But if you got a problem with someone who's just workin' his ass off to save all of you, then go t'hell! Or better yet, come here and deal with Kamina, 'cause I'm fucking tired of anyone who wants someone to come and get 'em out, and won't accept that it's gotta be a fight!

((Contrary to what he says, Kamina isn't in the best of shape. He looks extremely hungry and tired, bruised, and although he's wearing a t-shirt, he's heavily and sloppily bandaged up underneath it. Now is not a good time to piss him off.))

Oi, Fatass Chief.

Get it through you're fatass head. Don't give a fuck about your food, got it?

Why?

'cause I'm the great Kamina, a man who feeds on the fear in the hearts of his enemies, a man who runs on the strength of his soul, not what's in his stomach! A man who goes beyond the kitchen and kicks lunchtime to the curb!!!

A man who thinks all the food you got here is shitty anyway, and ain't got nothing on good old mole pig steaks!

If taking away our food's the best you got, you're beat right now!

[Filtered from Simon]

Oh, and anyone got a problem with this? Then if you got the guts, take it up with this great Kamina. Got it?

[Filtered to Yoko]

Eh...you ain't got that gun of yours, yeah?

[Reluctantly Filtered From Drones, Happy, Simon?]

Tch.

All right, did all of you have yer eyes and ears wide open? 'f you missed it, then listen up good!

It's just like what I said! They can brainwash me all they want, it don't change a man's soul!! Still the same Kamina as ever, right? RIGHT!

So next time you get brainwashed, just keep your soul the same! Anyone can do it, understand? It ain't nothing! All they did was make me talk like one o' them. An' also I stole found this weird lookin' gunman.

Oi, though, I keep punching it and shoutin' stuff but it still won't drive. The fuck.

Anyway, its name is Gurren-Two! Simon, want me to get you one, or are you holdin' out for Lagann?

Oi, so, I've heard that jackass who does the brainwashing is some fat guy, not that training guy.

Well, unclog those fat ears of yours, asshole, because the Great Kamina's got something to say, and you'd better listen up good! There ain't no one who can go around telling Simon an' his friends what to do, and that's something you better understand and understand fast!

So I don't care what the fuck you do to a man's head, because a man's soul ain't something that can be changed! Let's see what you got, Mayfield! Change my head around however the fuck you think you can, because you'll still have to reckon with this Kamina!

You get all that? If you ain't afraid, then get down here and brainwash me right now!!

( Private )

Oi, if all you punks know what's good for you, listen up!

Whoever's in charge of this stupid town, you think this place is good enough to bring a leader of the mighty Dai Gurren Brigade???

Well it ain't!!

First of all, all these smilin' people ain't normal. You been telling them some shit to brainwash 'em, and that ain't something Kamina-sama's willing to stand by and watch, got it?

Second, these stupid boxes on top of green squares are no place for a man to live! A man's got to breathe in the open air and live off the land! The stars are his ceiling and the dirt's his floor, and there ain't no such thing as walls. The point being, he don't need no frilly pink shit to sleep on or crap that ain't even bleeding to eat or whatever the fuck those showers are supposed to be. Dirt's healthy, yo! A man smells like a man!!

And then there's these fucking clothes. What're all the girls doin' all covered up? It ain't right!! S'almost as bad as taking the tattoos from a man's body an' making him wear some stupid piece of shit instead of standing proud and open like a man should be!

Heh, this jacket's okay, though. Could use the Gurren Brigade symbol and maybe a bigger collar, but s'not bad, s'worthy of Kamina-sama, eh?

So, you think that's enough?

Well, it ain't! And the fuck's with sending me some picture of some chick? Oi, I've seen way better, got it? Not interested.

So whatever bastard's in charge here, if you're a man, come out and fight me! You might've taken my sword, but s'long as I've got my fists, I'll fight you to the end!!

((Yeah, Kamina's yelling all this from the lawn outside his house. His new duds are some motorcycle clothes, a red leather jacket, and a hairstyle with an awful lot of gel involved.))