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Post by Deleted on Sept 9, 2018 1:09:00 GMT -4
i wonder how many wishes a star can give If the universe operated under a karma system, then his past life must’ve committed terrible deeds. How else could he explain why his most anticipated zone ended up being his least compatible? As an aspiring rescue hero, the cruelest play was putting the rescue training course in a pool. The one environment where his plushies couldn’t operate, where their desperate little paws would splash helplessly while water dragged the artificial life out of their scaled down bodies. Water meant death. Yes, the obstacle course and maze served the same purpose. However, diverting his attention to land-based exercises would not negate his crippling weakness. He needed to address the issue head on, or else all the resources spent toward his development would be wasted. After lurking in the class chats, he had an idea of where to start. The boy traveled through endless foot traffic just to find the Logistics tent. If word of mouth had an ounce of reliability, then this was the spot where Mari had unveiled Darren’s new suit. Whether this also served as her workshop was still unclear, but he’d texted her to meet him here. "Can you teach me how to make costumes?" he'd also added. Thankfully, she’d agreed. He brushed aside the plastic curtain serving as an entryway. Behind it lay a disorderly display of high-tech doodads and knick-knacks. Holographic maps, walkie talkies, miniature blimps—this definitely looked like the right spot. He scanned the area until he spotted the girl who socked him in the face with a mattress. "Mari! Thanks for waiting," he greeted with a bright grin. He plopped down into the seat across from her and swung his backpack, heavily inspected upon entry of course, onto the ground at his feet. "I know my text was vague, but I really want to design a waterproof costume."A quick glance at the tinkering in front of her told him she'd been busy. He couldn't deny the twinge of envy he felt looking at her handiwork. Only recently did he start experimenting with patterns for clothes instead of toys, which meant most ended up duds. If he reached far back enough in his memory, the boy would remember how disastrous his first plushies had been. Sadly, those days were largely erased from his mind due to low storage constraints. All he could do now was compare his sloppiness to his classmate's more refined technique.
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Post by Mari Yakobu on Sept 21, 2018 11:02:57 GMT -4
 Mari Yakobu Class 1-C || Code Name || Heavy Breather Mari by now had a table set to the side of the logistics tent. She had been busy between designing parts for Super suits for the Quirkers attending the event and even chatting with a few memebers of logistics about the need for ununiformity it the suits because of the various abilities. Needless to say, she really wasn't waiting for anyone, more that she was still here for today. When Kutsu was sitting down across from her, she was finishing up a seam in a jacket for one of the officers who would often cause them the rip simply by flexing. "Oh don't mention it."
When she heard his request, her gears started to turn and looking around. "Well waterproof definitly has some requirements. First is the material. Non-porous like neoprene, plastic, latex, or rubber. It all depends on how far down you plan on going as each one hold heat differently. Second, it has to be tightly sealed. That is a different stitch, but also means it has to be tight at the ends of the limbs. Why most wetsuits are form fitting. Finally, there is the seaming technique. Neoprene can be swen together. Latex needs adhesives to work. Plastic and rubber requires different heat levels to merge the ends together." She handed the jacket to the officer sitting next to Kutsu after closing off the seam. The spool next to her was that of 300 lb fishing line. She figured if the weak point was the threads, the fabric was holdign up to the flexing. So now she just made the material the weak point.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 6, 2018 15:41:11 GMT -4
i wonder how many wishes a star can give Since his quirk relied on the absorbent nature of textiles to distribute his puppetry, working with waterproof materials had no part in his skillset. He couldn’t even begin to imagine what weird techniques they’d involve, especially to seal off potential leaks. The level care had to be enormous, which meant he couldn’t crank out hundreds and treat them like disposable bags. These needed to last. His classmate kindly broke down the basics for him. He found himself nodding along, uncharacteristically attentive to the information dump. She knew what she was talking about, needing only a second to form her answer, her vast experience allowing her to access the knowledge right off the top of her head. He felt a shadow loom over him, a growing gap in expertise, a fresh stream of self doubt over whether he could do her teachings justice. Fingers tapping the table, he took a moment to navigate his options. “I don’t need to worry about heat loss,” he mused, knowing his toys had the luxury of being immune to physical discomfort. New stitching techniques didn’t daunt him too badly, but at the mention of adhesives and heat application, he gulped. Those lay far beyond his current abilities. “Neoprene sounds like the easiest to work with, but I’ve never used it before. So if I cover something completely with neoprene and soak it underwater, will it stay dry even after a whole day?” A tall order, but a nonnegotiable one. Plushies took hours to dry, and he doubted he’d have access to a dryer out on the field. Where could he even buy neoprene, anyway? He couldn't imagine the local crafts store would have it in stock, and his student budget could barely afford his usual fabric hauls. This called for a Plan B. “What’s the difference between latex and rubber?” They were both elastic and springy, so he never agonized over them. “Is one better at keeping out water than the other?”For now, he ruled out plastic, only because his sidekicks needed as much mobility as possible. Letting them stretch and twist was what enabled them to help. And despite his lack of confidence with unfamiliar melding practices, it did seem like glue and heat were much better shields. Certainly less porous than stitches. He couldn’t risk even a single drop of liquid to slip through, and he started to lean toward these options, as intimidated as he felt.
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Post by Esperia on Oct 28, 2018 3:57:58 GMT -4
Kutsu 8x2=16
Mari 2x2=4
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