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"Your Favorite Nightmare"
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Post by Dauwz on Mar 6, 2021 13:42:21 GMT -4
This time of the year always managed to force a smile out of him. Obviously nobody was going to see it because of his mask, nor did anybody beyond maybe the principal himself know this about him, but Geist never failed to get a kick out of the school festival. Despite his methods being a little crass at times he was always 110% dedicated towards the improvement and growth of the students. The sports festival was the perfect opportunity for him to see exactly how much said students have grown. While he would undoubtedly want to see the licensing exams where his own crop of students -- such as Reddarc, Jasmine, Kirk, etc. -- would show off their mettle, he couldn't possibly lie and say he didn't want to see what the next generation after them had in their bag of tricks either. "It's almost time, Geist-san!" He could do without the annoying blonde afro though. Geist just grunted and otherwise stayed quiet, his visage as dark and gloomy as ever. The crowd was still festive after the few events that had taken place prior to this particular round, eagerly awaiting what was to come next. Geist wasn't particularly aware of the next three that were about to come on stage, but what he did know was what they'd be facing. He modified these robots himself, after all. Okina just chuckled a little uneasily, already aware of Geist's plans as the sight of him brooding with his chin in his open palm was clear to see. He took the microphone again, his eyes glazing over the large empty arena with one singular flag in the middle. "Hello again ladies and gentlemen! Yours truly Okina Kuchi here with you again, joined by my colleague, Pro Hero Geist!-" "Hello." "-ahem... We're in store for another round of King of the Hill! The rules stay the same! Winning condition -- protecting the flag in the middle!" The blonde announcer glanced at Geist for the briefest of moments to see if maybe the Pro had anything to add... but that twistedly amused aura he was giving off quickly silenced any questions the announcer might've had. These poor students... "Now! To introduce your participants!" "The man whose ability is equal parts confusing as it is cool!... or maybe hot, in this case?! Shigero Kado!" Okina boomed aloud, his words followed by cheers from the onlookers. "Please don't ask me to explain the quirk of the next participant! I don't understand it myself!" -- "...what's there to understand, he sheds his skin." -- "All I can say... Freezing reptile," -- "that seems rather rude," -- "Fox Seiryu!" Okina continued, briefly cut off by Geist who could only shake his head. Is this really what U.A.'s come to? Damn. "Last but not least! The young man who commands millions of threads! The Tailor, Remy Blanche!"
"Christ you're awful."
"Students! Get in your positions!"
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Post by Shigero Kado on Mar 7, 2021 18:49:32 GMT -4
It was just unbelievable just how out-of-place Shigero felt. It'd been maybe a week since he was enrolled into this school, and here he was, wearing a weird blue tracksuit, with god knows how many strangers screaming at the top of their lungs waiting for him at the end of this tunnel. Maybe he should've done a little more research before agreeing. Then again, would he rather still be sitting in his room alone? Yes. Definitely. Without a shadow of a doubt, his dark, quiet, lonely little apartment was a more suitable environment for him than this bright, loud, apparently public display of spectacle. But for that, it was too late. No choice but to keep moving forward, in this case literally.
He held up his hand to block the sun as he reached the entrance, some announcer shouting his name. Walking forward, his eyes adjusted, letting him look back at the cheering crowd. Why did so many people want to watch this? Were they really that invested in the kids studying here? Well, whatever. People were weird. Now, as this game had been explained to him, he and a few other students were tasked with protecting the flag standing in the middle of this featureless arena. He made his way over to the flag in question, putting his hands in the tracksuit's pockets while he waited on the other two. The glow of his skin was a lot less visible out in the sun like this, but once they started going it'd probably get more intense.
Seeing the other two walk out behind him one by one... why were they so small? Neither one looked older than twelve. What, had an elementary school bus taken a wrong turn? His eyes turned to the announcers' booth in the stands, wondering silently whether they were maybe just onlookers sneaking in, or if they might be from some charity that let sick kids get a better seat near the action. But no, they just read out their names, same as with him. Fox Keiryu and Remy Blanche, in that order, apparently both completely legitimate high school students. The only other person he knew at this school from his own year group was Shinme, who looked around the same age as him, so that made the situation even stranger. His puzzlement reflected entirely too much on his face, looking down on the pair simply due to the extreme height difference. What was he supposed to say? "Yo. You kids ready?" he called out with a slight, awkward wave, not even bothering to try putting up a smile.
Anyway, they were here for a game, so maybe focus back on that. "You guys, uh... What do your quirks do? I shoot laser beams, essentially." It'd be hard to act more nonchalant about this than Shigero was doing. He was trying to keep things as short as he could, in part because they were about to start, but they would have to work together to some extent, some basic knowledge would be useful. Using his quirk to fight wasn't something he had any real experience with, and these kids looked legitimately scary, so yeah, he might be relying on them for a bit before he got the hang of this. Probably should have tried to make a decent first impression, looking back.
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Post by Remy Blanche on Mar 9, 2021 4:27:04 GMT -4
 Cause darling I'm a nightmare dressed like a daydream The Short and slender white haired boy could hear his heart thumping in head as his heart race increased. The excitement and adrenaline were beginning to kick in. Since the boy had grown up in a military base in France he had never heard of the U.A. Before his mother sent him away here, and he had NO idea that there would be such an amazing festival to take part in! As Remy stood there getting ready to make their big entrance his small body was bouncing on his toes excitedly. His shoulders bouncing as his wide, tired looking eyes stared out at the wall lost in though, a small chuckling emitting from his mouth which was plastered into a almost creepy wide grin, like something you'd see the Cheshire cat wear. He of course wore his drab blue tracksuit though his sleeves and pant legs were all rolled up. The Red threads traveling across his arms and neck in small "x" stitching and those on his face as well were all easily noticeable, the bright red fabric contrasting brilliantly against his pale almost percaline Skin. He was often times told he looked like a creepy porcelain doll, which he appreciated because porcelain dolls were so pretty! As Remy bounced and stared off at the wall he could hear the announcer making the opening remarks and the speed of his bouncing only increased. He was beyond excited, he could also hear the noise of the crowd that had gathered which made him smile even more. He was excited for the chance to show off, and possibly make so many new friends after this. Who new a world existed where quirkers could use their abilities for sport?! For FUN?! Before coming to U.A. Remy understood quirkers as a nuisance and as only being good for lab rats for the government. What a entirely new planet he was on! 'Momma would like this, and Maybe this would help change papa's outlook on quirkers..' He thought to himself, and he couldn't help but to wonder if His parents were somehow watching from home. The thought made Remy's grin change from one of excitement, to more one of genuine hope. Then the announcements began, Remy couldn't believe it as his own name was announced along with the 'hero name' he had chosen. It made him giggle with excitement; And as the doors were opened and the taller boy began to lead the way Remy followed out. Unlike the taller boy Remy embraced the light. As he stepped out into the opening His arms went out wide as his trying to capture the entire crowd. "UWAAA!!!" The small slender boy shouted out as he looked around the impossibly large crowed. His eyes scanning the sea of faces looking for his Nanny who had been living nearby the school and would take him shopping and make sure he was well taken care of. She was his true care keeper while he was here in the States. He had grown quite fond of her, she was a very kind and lovely lady who always cared greatly for him and was very fun to be around. "Yo, You kids Ready?" The boy's voice snapped Remy out of his excited yet impossible search for his Nanny as the continued walking to their places. The boy's large crimson eyes darting over towards the boy as he spoke again, his wide grin changing into that more of a... curious puppy. His mouth open in a small "o" as his head tilted to the side curiously. "You guys, uh... What do your quirks do? I shoot laser beams, essentially." Remy's lips slowly curled back into that of a excited grin as he stepped up and looked at the taller boy. Let's have lots of fun! My name is Remy, I'm in class 1-A and I can control fabric!" He said excitedly as he sent little unseen threads into the jumpsuit he was wearing. Holding his hands on his hips like a child showing off suddenly the sleeves of his tracksuit opened up off his arms and moved out, the sleeves moving up into the air as if to give a "tadaa" pose while the boy began chuckling as the sleeves moved back onto his arms. "I look forward to working with you! It's nice to meet you!" The boy said seemingly more interested in making friends than the challenge ahead. The boy ahead seemed a few good inches taller than Remy and the other boy, Though he seemed similar in some ways as well dark circles around the eyes and the pale skin, he even had similarly colored eyes!, though his darker hair was in complete contrast to Remy's white hair. The other boy was just barely taller than him yet had MUCH softer facial features, making him look much younger than Remy. Though, he couldn't have been THAT young... Right?! OR maybe he was some boy genius who had been pushed ahead in grades. Remy heard of that happening to some kids! The boy in contrast to Remy and Shigero had blue eyes and a bit more tan colored skin. Though both of the other boys seemed, not as friendly nor as excited as Remy. Shigero seemed more 'down to business serious' where Fox seemed more 'cold serious'? But those were just first impressions! And those could always be wrong! |
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Post by Fox Seiryu on Mar 14, 2021 8:42:57 GMT -4
The crowd was breathtaking, far larger than any normal high school sporting event it resembled something you'd expect to see at a national championship rather than an event held at one single school. It seemed that despite quirkers still not being fully accepted into society, despite the constant controversies, the uniqueness offered by these events combined with a fascination of the public meant that everyone wanted to see. And I was front and center at the spectacle. And it was intoxicating, everything about it, the atmosphere born of these cheers felt like it was a thick fog, a vapor threatening to swallow me. A lesser person might become drunk on the admiration, or the more cynical ones perhaps insulted at this attention being born not out of acts but out of what was in many a spectacle, something more befitting a red carpet ceremony than a school event.
But just because it was a spectacle didn't mean that it was automatically bad, that the dance it set up wasn't worth doing. And the spotlight as it shined down on us. Even though I was aware of each of these things, I still couldn't help but be encapsulated by it all. Magnificent... It was quiet, the words that fell out of my lips, a murmur easy to miss even though I was surrounded in a room on both sides by two others. And then, the curtain was drawn, and I, all of us, were expected to make an entrance.
And as we entered the arena, announcements continued filling the air, this time introductions. The first boy introduced, Shigero, was tall and rather serious looking, his dark hair matching his darkish demeanor. At first glance one might even make a comparison to Yuhiko, the serious expressions on their face being almost match for match as if questioning why they were even being bothered with the day to day. But it was only skin deep. Yuhiko was perfection exemplified, his sternness born out of assurance in himself and annoyance with a world that wouldn't and couldn't meet his standards, every single hair being made sure to never be out of place. And this boy couldn't be further from that, the shadows under his eyes, the look of exhaustion just by being here, there was no self assurance in his stance, just tiredness as he slouched forward. Even his clothes matched this unkempt look, wrinkles visible throughout his school clothes, something that Yuhiko would find unexcusable and unforgivable.
The other boy on the other hand was as opposite to the one boy, Shigero, as you could get. Excitement was visible throughout every fiber of the boys very being. Bouncing since the very beginning, it only got more intense since entering the stadium. Upon first seeing them I had the same reaction of when I'd first laid eyes on my old homeroom teacher, the zombie looking Hinata-sensei, a taken-aback look as I saw that stitching throughout the body. It was a rare occurance for me, feeling like that, even in a place as unusual as UA. But I recovered just as quickly, but before I could smile that was when the audience caught my attention. Contrasting with the brightness the boy was exuding was what he was wearing, the school tracksuit and long pants, however he had rolled up the sleeves on both. It was similar to me, except I had skipped wearing such winter apparel altogether and was wearing my gym t-shirt and shorts, not really bothered by the mild cold biting at me with every breeze. Soon it wouldn't matter either way. Beyond this, the boy looked rather young and extremely feminine, to the point I initially guessed the pale white haired boy was a girl, only corrected when the announcer outright revealed he was indeed a boy in his introduction.
And as I looked at the audience with this weird expression, feeling more enticed like a moth to a flame, so drunk with their applause I could feel this strange serious look on my face instead of a smile. It was even stranger than my smile, even if I didn't know how people would interpret my smile when I did smile, at least I was trying to smile. This time it was completely unintentional, a reflex of this feeling of overwhelmingness. Not a negative overwhelmingness, but an overwhelmingness none the less. But the spell was broken when the one boy, the tall one, broke the silence besides the cheers as he asked to our readiness, though he also called us kids, not even really putting up an effort to be amicable. Another similarity with Yuhiko it would seem, and the possibly unintentional insult got no negative reaction from me. It was all part of the dance in the end, and we all had our steps.
And while he might not be one for small talk, the stern boy seemed to be creating this gathering for practical reasons, trying to strategize, and revealing his quirks capabilities. Or at least the summary of it at least. And in response, the gleeful boy excitedly revealed his own quirk. But he didn't just say it, he showed it, unfurling his own sleeves so they covered his arms as he struck a pose. And as the white haired boy held his ta-daa pose, I finally felt the siren call of the cheers break, and a smile form on my face. And I was pretty sure it wasn't the creepy smile, the one that unnerved people. And as one should always do for an entertainer, I clapped at the boys show, not an enthusiastic clap but a genuine one, still smiling in what was hopefully a normal smile at the boy as I did. A show before the curtain is drawn. Lovely~ I then turned once again to the crowd, feeling the cheers around me, this time not as a weight but instead as a ray of sunshine, bathing in it. And I'd turn back to my two partners and bow, not only to them but the crowd around us, removing my cap as I bowed, not a Japanese bow but one befitting a theatre, a show of this magnitude. This Player eagerly awaits the next steps in our dance together, and is willing to follow your lead as you lead this dance~
I looked at the tall boy, the imperfect yet stern boy who had even called us children as I said that part, knowing the likeliness of him taking charge. And I continued, not breaking the bow as I looked forward towards the two of them. As for my quirk well...Where is the fun and wonder to revealing the steps to a dance right before the beginning of a performance?~ It was strange, I didn't stop smiling as I did, I didn't feel like I did anything, but just as I'd been rather certain that my smile to the white haired boy, Remy's performance was a nice one, I felt like the one on my lips now was one that'd get called unsettling by those who'd see it, as I continued. But the Player assures you, my quirk will be quite the show~
And as the black haired boy smiled a smile that was more unnerving than reassuring, mist would slowly surround him, his breaths becoming visible as the mist seemed to slowly seep from his very skin. A preview, a show much like Remy had given, but instead of entertaining it only hinted at what was to come.
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"Your Favorite Nightmare"
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Post by Dauwz on Mar 17, 2021 5:43:25 GMT -4
While Okina kept shouting his own brand of drivel into his microphone -- something that the school should've absolutely kept from doing, if you asked him -- Geist found himself too busy observing the students below. He didn't know a single one them. None of their personality traits, their backstories, nothing. Nada. Zilch. But that didn't really matter to him at the end of the day anyway. What mattered was how prepared they were to tackle the challenge ahead of them. Everything about them, not who they wanted to present but the real them, would be plain to see by the end of this match and honestly Geist couldn't wait to see it. Behind his mask a small smile made his lips curl upwards behind the dark mask he wore. It was time. Geist practically stabbed Okina in the gut with his fist to shut the man up before he grasped his own microphone, "It is good to see you three. I hope you came prepared for what will come next," his voice rung out rather darkly, seemingly silencing the many onlookers present. Raspy, low and cool, Geist preferred to go straight to the point. "You will be facing five waves of enemies, each wave more difficult than the next. Your objective, as previously stated, is to protect the flag in the very middle of the arena. You are allowed to use whatever means you have at your disposal. The enemies are mechanical which means you do not have to worry about holding back." "I was told to go easy on you, and I will... for the first wave," just as he finished his sentence, the walls around the arena roared to life. Nine doorways opened, three each on three different sides. Nine identical average human-sized robots came forth, their mechanical frames whirring and wheezing as the processors in the heads begun functionality. Capture the flag. Assault protocol = Execute, a robotic voice rung out from each mech in unison before they all launched themselves forward into a sprint, making a direct bee-line for the flag. This would be the easy part. The fodder came first. Let the students grow some confidence... and ramp up the difficulty after each robot is decommissioned.
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Post by Shigero Kado on Mar 18, 2021 17:01:53 GMT -4
When Shigero met Shinme on his first day at UA, he'd come to the conclusion that that was probably about as crazy as it got here. Remy here seemed to be on a similar level to that, eagerly showing off his quirk by dis- and reassembling his tracksuit. Okay, that seemed like it'd be useful. Shigero's reaction didn't extend beyond a raise of his eyebrows, though he'd admit it was impressive. "Right. Good to meet you too," he responded to the white-haired kid, something resembling a smile finally cracking through his monotone expression. How many screws were loose in the kid's head he wasn't sure yet, but at least he seemed... manageable.
The other one, though, left a much less sane impression. He was saying something about a curtain, though Shigero couldn't figure out what it meant before the next cryptic statement. Alright, that seemed like a greeting, and he was implying that it'd be fine for Shigero to take the lead. "Sure, we can do that." The part where he was referring to himself in the third person, along with everything else really, was not very pleasant to hear from a teammate. At least he was apparently willing to go along with whatever Shigero would end up doing. Directly opposed to that, however, was the fact that he didn't want to share what his quirk was. "What the hell are you talking about?" He let out a short sigh. "Know what, it's fine, just don't keep us in suspense long." Who knew how long he'd be able to deal with that kid's business, but hopefully it'd sort itself out sooner than later.
Thank god, they were starting. The instructor sounded like a chainsmoker, though it only increased how cool he managed to sound. So anyway, five waves of robots, they just had to protect the flag. Shigero nodded, staring off into space as he listened intently. It'd be a good idea to spare their strength as much as they could for the later rounds, and looking at the other two, he wouldn't exactly guess stamina to be their strong suit. If the first round was supposed to be going easy on them, he could probably do it himself, so it might be best to just handle this one himself. Didn't seem like a very friendly thing to do, admittedly, but they'd said themselves that he could take the lead. Seeing the three groups of robots speeding towards them, right about now would be the time to do this, then.
"I think I got this one! Duck!" he yelled out as he quickly got in front of the flag, directly facing one of the three groups. He put his right arm forward, supporting it by the elbow with his left and as he focused, the palm of his hand started to shine brightly, focusing into a thick beam of light reaching to the leftmost robot in the group ahead of him, letting off a low-pitched hum. Alright, he got that part down, then he quickly circled around the flag, the laser sweeping across the arena in tow, slowing down at points to keep his aim more on the actual robots than on the blank parts of the arena. After passing the last one, the beam quickly dissipated. Shigero let out a breath of relief, and exertion. Given that little maneuver did destroy the robots, he'd turn to the other two: "All good? Didn't sear any hairs?" Hitting the other two had been a pretty big consideration, and even if they hadn't ducked as he loudly suggested he should have been able to aim over their remarkably low-to-the-ground heads with some ease. "Sorry to hog the spotlight. I just figured we should save our strength for the next few rounds instead, and it seemed like this'd only tire you guys out sooner. You guys can do the next round yourselves if you want to." That might be interpreted as an insult somehow, though he was just being honest. Well, he'd see what happened. Shigero was pretty sure he'd made the right call.
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"The Tailor"
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Post by Remy Blanche on Mar 20, 2021 20:19:25 GMT -4
Cause darling I'm a nightmare dressed like a daydream As the other boy spoke Remy giggled lightly to himself. He spoke in such an odd manor, It reminded him of the old over the tops dramas his mother used to watch on the tele. It didn't really bother Remy at all, it amused him. How delightful the world was, to be filled with so many different people, so many people with so many different personalities! It was all so amazing how fun how fun! Though, Remy was slightly curious as he seemed to give the lead to the taller boy. Remy cocked his head curiously as he glanced at the boy who was about his height. Why did he want to follow? Did he have some master plan? Was he lacking confidence? How interesting, how interesting. Remy didn't say it, but he was more of... wild card. Remy had been taught to follow orders extremely well, being part of a military family and being raised on a military base. But he usually found it boring, especially in fighting. He liked to have more fun, he liked to go wild, to lose himself in the moment. With that being said he was still a sneaky strategic little ball of madness. Remy's crimson eyes locked onto the boy's smile as he continued to talk, still in his theatrical speak, as if speaking in a play. But what now caught his attention was the smile, or at least, what was once a smile slowly twisting into something else. It caught Remy's eye because it was a familiar smile. It was the same smile he had caught himself with from time to time. When he had lost himself in what he called 'the madness' and allowed it to take over his thinking. It was then that Remy was truly a wild card. From years of torment, pain, being turned on by his family and friends, losing something precious to him. There were times where the boy would snap, and from time to time he would catch a glimpse of himself in the mirror, this was a familiar smile. Not the same, but there was something off putting about it, at the same time for Remy, there was something comforting about it. So he wasn't the only one who had issues. That was a relief. Shigero on the other hand did not seem to understand the boy at all, when first questioning him before dismissing the talk completely. This made Remy giggle too, it seemed this boy was focused more on the matters at hand rather than trying to figure out what Fox was saying in his cryptic theater talk. And though the boy said he wasn't going to show off Remy noticed it, the mist that seemed to slowly surround him. "Oooo~" He said excitedly as he comedically marched up to the boy, the mist seeping out, barely noticeable due to how bright the area was at this very moment. Remy began swinging his arms through to mist to see if it would react and began giggling like a child. "FUN FUN FUN!"Remy's body froze as the announcer's voice came over the intercom once more. It was a rather comedic pose, with one foot in the air, one arm in mid swing while the other was cocked back from it's previous swing. Remy teetered on his one foot as he tried not to move as he listened to the words. Like a child caught sneaking out of their room at night. As the rules were explained Remy tried to take the knowledge in. Five waves, increasing difficulty, protect the flag. Seemed easy enough... It reminded him of... "CAPTURE THE FLAG! YAAAAY!" Remy hopped up and down clapping his hands excitedly. He was worried that this test was gonna be boring or something, but they were gonna play a game! and what was best is it seemed that they didn't have to hold back. Remy was having too much fun celebrating the fact that they were playing capture the flag and didn't have to worry about hurting anyone. Suddenly as the doors dropped and nine human looking robots began coming out Remy screamed while giggling. The way a child who is playing hide-n-seek screams when they are found. Partially out of shock and being scared, while partially out of joy and having a good time. Hearing Shigero taking the lead and telling them to duck it seemed he was going to take Fox's suggestion, but was he gonna steal all the fun?! Instead of ducking Remy ran behind them and jumped onto the flagpole. His right hand wrapping around the pole and his right foot planting firmly to give him balance as he begun to swing around the pole while his teamate began to slowly move his way around the pole. SHOOTING LASERS?!?! "WHOAAAAA! SO PRETTY!!! THAT'S AMAZING!!" Remy shouted, not necessarily to Shigero, but just shouting out loud in excitement as he continued to swing around the pole. "ONE, TWO THREE! FOUR FIVE SIIIIX! SEVEN EIGHT NIIIIINE!" Remy shouted excitedly, counting along as his lasers attempted to blast the fodder being thrown at them. It seemed Remy wasn't even trying to help and was totally distracted. And while it's true he was having a good time, he was also up to something. Sneaky little psycho. As Remy swung along the pole and had his fun watching his new partner work, he began to send single threads out of his hand and up the pole. Threads that, to the human eye would be unnoticeable. One would have to have a sight based quirk or to be right up close to see it. The same way one would have a hard time noticing a thread coming lose from a piece of clothing without being too close. And this thread was white, making it even harder to see as it slithered it's way up the pole and began stitching it's way into the flag's stitching it's self. He was sure that most others were looking at Shigero's amazing display as he attempted to take the entire first wave out himself. And Remy seemed to by a playful little boy having a grand ol' time... Which wasn't actually that false! As his stitching became complete he now could control the flag if and when he wished, though he wasn't going to do anything with it, not yet anyways. This was his trump card, a good trump card had to be set up in the early game to truly be effective. And if all else failed and the enemies got to the flag, he would use the flag against them. This caused Remy to giggle, though one might think he was simply giggling from how dizzy he was getting from swinging around the pole. FUN FUN FUN!" He shouted as he hopped off the pole. As Remy landed he smiled and clapped, not really even looking to see if Shigero had destroyed them all or not. That was amazing! What an amazing quirk! So pretty!" Remy said excitedly as he ran to Shigero and grabbed his hand and looked straight down into the palm. Like an idiot looking into the barrel of a gun. "I love it! does it hurt?! How cool!" Coming from a military base where the agenda was to attempt to find a way to control or stop quirks, Remy had never really been allowed to see many quirkers, and from his understanding the acceptance of them in general was all pretty knew. What a fantastic world, and how happy he was that his mother sent him away to a place where he would get to see and meet so many amazing people. How delightful! |
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"Your Favorite Nightmare"
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Post by Dauwz on Mar 29, 2021 11:41:28 GMT -4
"Oooooh! Shigero Kado starts the festivities by eliminating every enemy with one single attack! Impressive! And flashy! And look at those moves from The Tailor! Pristine!"
The crowd roared in agreement to Okina's far too loud statement as a laser beam from Shigero ripped through the nine robots approaching them, the blast searing right through their metallic chassis. A small smile formed behind Geist's mask as he watched on, a singular brow rising as he tried to recall what he'd read on this kid. An interesting figure, to be sure, and with the cool take-no-shit demeanor he seemed to be displaying it didn't seem like he'd be having a fun time with his teammates... especially judging by how one of them decided to use the flag in a way that was far too explicit to say in front of children. Geist snorted at that. It's always something with these kids.
"Geist-san?" Okina called for his attention, making the ex-villain glance in his general direction. "I've just heard word from the board that we're having a late arrival."
"Laverna, I assume?" He replied, making the other announcer stare at him with confusion. "I was informed ahead of time that this may be a four-man operation. I've planned ahead. Continue on." He answered the silent question and motioned towards the arena with his head.
"Understood..." Okina nodded before he turned back into his microphone. "Ladies and gentlemen! It seems like we have a fourth participant joining into the fray! Please welcome..."
You thought this wasn't going to be over the top?
A panel in one of the walls opened up, revealing what looked like... a cannon?
You thought wrong.
A loud bang reverberated along the arena grounds as the cannon fired off into the air. The projectile? None other than... "U.A.'s very own Pop Blossom! Prism Laverna!" Why? Geist had a way of punishing late arrivals. Call it yet another lesson, even if he stopped being a teacher. As Prism would be shot into the air, Geist would grin behind his mask as he pressed a few buttons on the large keyboard in front of him. He leaned into the microphone as two panels opened up on different sides of the arena. "Round two... begin." Two quite bulky robots, about four meters tall each, were elevated onto the arena. The lights on their faces immediately lit up red the second their processors recognized the flag as their objective and the students as their enemies. Metal wheezed and whirred as they sprung to life, bolting towards the flag at surprising speeds -- faster than even those that came before them. These robots were too bulky to be handled one on one... so the students would likely have to work together. Geist's curiosity only spiked; wave two would also be easy. The robots were going directly for the flag, after all. They wouldn't outright attack the students unless put in danger, after all. Yet, anyway. He couldn't wait to see what was going to happen once he starts getting a little creative.
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"Pop Blossom"
Student-Rank Quirk:
U.A First Year
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Post by Prism Laverna on Apr 1, 2021 14:15:09 GMT -4
Prism Laverna was a bit late to the event, unfortunately she had been put with the wrong group and sent in the wrong area through the U.A administration. Upon finding out this, she was quickly shuffled along to where she was suppose to be. Though, it was a little too late it seemed as the even was already being held in place but it seemed the 'host' Geist already had a plan for the chameleon. They were going to shoot her IN to the ring through a CANON! Who would have though?!
BOOOM!!!
Prism was sent FLYING into the air by the canon! Normally one would expect someone SHOT into the air to be in despair, Prism? She was not normal by any stretch of the imagination! Quite the opposite, SHE LOVED IT! Initially she was curled up in a ball when she was shot out but she quickly went and spread her arms wide to feel the wind against her, she loved the feeling of it against her scales and skin! Her scales were glittering various colors as she experienced the rush of it all, she looked like a glorified disco ball but with a costume! "So this how birds feel!", She screamed outloud as she let her long tongue stick out of her mouth as she glided and began to flap her arms as if she was a bird. Eventually reaching the highest point that she would reach from being fired, she did a front flip treating this like one of her cheerleader practices. After the flip, she blinked a bit and quickly let her eyes pop out and used her telescopic eyesight to get a zoom in on what was happening in conjunction with her near 360 eyesight.
"Two giant robots, huh? that is no good", Prism remarked as she shifted her body in order to change her trajectory in the way she wanted. As she started to descend, she began to flip forward and have fun while she was still flying. It was not an opportunity to let go, after all! Though, due to how she shifted her body and the way she was flipping she was going straight into the robot on the leftside of the arena! Through, from the looks of it, it was intential and the reason why she shifted herself when she reached the peak of the ark. Raising her fist backwards, she planned to hit the robot as hard as she could with her superior strength! (E strength). Slamming her fist into the head of the robot, it made a very sizeable dent from the impact. Using the sticky adhesives that start oozing out of her hand, she grasped ahold onto the robot before she started falling off. She was now riding the robot. "HI FRIENDS! I DONT KNOW IF YOU CAN HEAR ME BUT HI!!!!", She grinned and waved towards her classmates and fellow u.a students. "LETS HAVE A FUN TIME, FRIENDS!!!",She screamed towards them with glee seeing this as a fun game.
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TLDR:
BOOM! Prism flies in
Prism is big clown, currently flapping her arms like a bird as she flies and doing flips and tricks as she shines because of her scales. (SHE IS A CHEERLEADER YKNOW)
Prism reaches top of the canon's ark and uses her enhances senses (F) to use her telescopic eyes and near 360 vision to quickly get a visual
Prism using her amazing balance (E) changes her trajectory and starts falling towards one of the robots, of course while being a goofball and doing tricks and flips!
Prism punches the giant robot in its FACE! (E strength) leaves sizeable dent but it's not going down quite yet!
Prism uses her Balance and sticky adhesive to grab ahold onto the robot and stay in place to not fall. (E rank balance)
Prism is a good friend, screams hello to all her new friends and old ones too while on the giant killer robot!
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17 Posts
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19 Years
Male
Sidekick-Rank Quirk:
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Post by Shigero Kado on Apr 4, 2021 18:24:58 GMT -4
Good, that worked. Looking around the arena, Shigero really had just torn those robots to shreds. He couldn't help but crack a smile for just a moment as the crowd and announcer sang his praises. There was a limit to his ability to stay indifferent to the roaring horde of people, though he quickly snapped back to the ground when his arm got grabbed. Remy barely got a second to inspect his glowing palm before Shigero tore it away. "Focus, will you?" he said, death stare in his eyes as he ignored the little bastard's barrage of questions. He'd been at this school for two weeks and he was already getting used to these assaults on personal space. The flashiness of his quirk was just natural bait for weirdos no matter the occasion.
So what was next? He'd have to gauge whether or not the other two could actually handle the second round alone like he'd offered, whenever the new wave showed up. The louder of the two announcers spoke up again though, not the gruff one that seemed in charge of the actual exercise. "Huh?" A fourth participant. What, did they just get here late? Well, he guessed it was fine, maybe the ratio of sane to insane would even out.
When a cannon popped out of the wall, however, any hope of that vanished into thin air. What shot out of it wasn't too immediately visible, the sun bouncing off those scales directly into Shigero's eyes. Soon enough, though, Prism Laverna unfolded, soaring over the rest of them while the second round opened up. No time to introduce themselves to the new girl, apparently, as she dove straight onto one of the two giant robots that just appeared. Her gleeful shouts did reach them, Shigero returning a small wave, basically just holding his hand up for a little bit. She wasn't immediately bothering Shigero by presence alone, which was a good sign. The energy was useful here at least, and maybe she'd get tired out enough before reaching them to not immediately get all sparkly-eyed at his hands. Wishful thinking, probably.
Seeing as she was riding the robot towards the flag, Shigero probably shouldn't laser that one if just to make sure he didn't hit anyone. "One of you two wanna go help her out? Or both, doesn't matter," he called out to the other two still close by, thinking they were likely a little more confident or reckless in their quirks. Not actually the latter, hopefully. In the meantime, there was still a second robot to take care of, and Shigero at least had an idea of how to slow it down while the focus was on the leftmost one.
Taking a few steps toward the right-side robot to make sure nobody else could get into his firing path accidentally, he held his right hand up again. Lining it up with the machine's leg, the same beam of light shot out of his palm once again, focusing on its left knee. Ideally, it would damage the leg enough to get the whole robot to the ground, but it should at least heat up the internals enough to keep it slowed down for a while, either for one of the guys to attack it or for the leftmost robot to be taken down first.
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34 Posts
EP
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15 Years
Male
"The Tailor"
Student-Rank Quirk:
U.A First Year
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Post by Remy Blanche on Apr 7, 2021 6:29:14 GMT -4
Cause darling I'm a nightmare dressed like a daydream Focus, Will you?" As the older boy pulled his hand away and called Remy out for not being focused he puffed his cheeks out and put his hands on his hips. He was about to complain about the older boy being rude, that this was all just some fun and there was no reason to taking things so seriously when suddenly the voice over the intercom cause him to stop and look at the ceiling with a wide eyed look of awe. 'MORE FRIENDS!' He thought excitedly. Remy didn't even notice the cannon coming out of the wall, at least not until there was a sudden explosion which cause the smaller boy to jump and begin laughing with excitement clapping his hands. His crimson eyes looking up to see who the new friend was, and boy was he surprised to see his class mate Prism. Remy laughed excitedly and cheered as she slammed into one of the robot, as if she was flying through the air with wings! What a fantastic entrance! Remy was actually jealous! "Oh Haiii Prism! You look stunning as always!" He said happy to see her. "One of you two wanna go help her out? Or both, doesn't matter," Remy Heard the older boy suggesting as he stepped forward and began attacking the other. Remy grinned and put his hands up in the air and began running towards Prism and the robot she had put a large dent into. Wait for me, wait for me! I wanna have some fun too!" Remy shouted hoping all the robots wouldn't be taken out instantly once again. The way he ran was more like a flailing ostrich more than a hero entering into battle. As Remy drew closer to the robot and Prism his shirt suddenly began tearing in half, using his threads to control the fabric. The Tracksuit began moving down both his arms and gathered on his hands making large comical Boxing gloves. The fabric hardened enough to be used both defensively and offensively. His arm cocked back as he began charging. "Ah!!!" He screamed as he charged the robot but suddenly stopped and looked at prism in her hero costume. Then looked down at himself, in his tracksuit. "WAIT A SECOND! HOW COME YOU GOT TO WEAR YOUR HERO SUIT?! I THOUGHT WE HAD TO WEAR OUR TGYM SUIT!?" THAT'S NO FAIR" He said yelling and pointing at Prism with the large comical self made boxing glove and stomping his feet. As Remy stood there in the large stadium filled with people watching the show he felt absolutely embarrassed. This was his chance to SHINE! To have lots and lots of fun, to show off his style! And yet... Here he was in his gym uniform. HOW LAME?!?! Though as of right now Remy was standing there shirtless, his hands covered in his new self made weapons. This was unacceptable. He cocked his arm back and threw his arm forward, slamming the large boxing glove into the robot in frustration. Remy wasn't a very strong person. But thanks to the strength of his quirk he was able to do a fair amount of damage with his threads. Though he keeps being told if he improved his physical strength he couldn't probably do even more damage! Remy didn't stop there though, he jumped up on top of the robot and began barraging the robot with his boxing gloves. The rage fading and being overtaken with joy and excitement. As he barraged the robot with his E-Rank strength quirk he threw his head back laughing excitedly. "HEY HEY! THIS IS FUN!" |
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