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Post by Mia Kearney on Oct 7, 2018 17:34:51 GMT -4
“Uuuugh no kid USA’s ice cream is the shittest stuff you can find.” She shook her head and stuck out her tongue. “We’re the ones that have that really frosty shit and scoop it into cones and just slap sprinkles on top of it if we’re feeling really generous. You want good ice cream? That’s a british thing I swear to god. Even the good shit in America had british origins. Like er…OH!” She got oddly excited talking about food like this it seemed, more than even she expected herself to. “Mr Whippy! The kind of ice cream where they pour it from a machine and its so soft and it melts against your tongue right from an ice cream van. That’s an English invention! That shit is so smooth and tasty and goes so well with syrup. I’m tellin’ ya, british ice cream is where it’s at if you want something that’s really just gonna sliiiiide down your throat.~”
She then paused, and tipped her head to the side as she stared up at the ceiling. “Shit now I’m craving ice cream.” It wasn’t uncommon for her to after having a buffet meal. Majorly because she had ice cream at the end of most buffets that had desert options. Something about it really soothed her stomache when she was stuffed and meant she didn’t leave the place full of regret. Maybe it just lubed up her stomache and made her food flow better or something. She really had no idea but she was certainly craving it. With a sigh, knowing that wasn’t an option here, she dug her forks into another black pudding, stopping just as she was about to take it into her mouth, eyes drifting to Maxi as he explained what it was.
Her eyes slowly slid to the black pudding, then back to Maxi, and narrowing her gaze, she slowly ate it anyway, chewing it slowly and swallowing with no regret. “Kid you coulda told me it was pig feces. Its tasty and its not gonna make me sick or kill me. I still eat mcnuggets and there’s like 5 separate documentaries saying its made outta weird pink paste or some shit. Up your game if you want me not to eat something…” Despite the fact she was a little pissed he seemed to purposely try and spoil her food for some reason, she scoffed through her nose and shook her head before taking another bite of her mountain, over halfway through it now. “Cheeky little twat.~”
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Post by Maximillian Tychus Kane on Oct 20, 2018 11:37:37 GMT -4
"Fuckin' Nah, Brits have next to no taste when it comes to flavors. All our best shit is foreign." Maximillian commented on his opinions when it came to British ice cream and flavors, something that also applied to its entire cuisine, in his opinion at least, though he had to commend that the british did know how their way with technology, at least in the old industrial days, where they were at the forefront of the entire industry. Now it was USA and China with the building and certain countries, one of them being Japan with all the techy, future stuff.
Back to food though. If she wanted some good ice cream, there were three countries that far surpassed any other countries and, if she as truly someone who was craving that good ice cream, Maximillian grinned and stared at her, somehow incredibly confident about his knowledge with ice cream. "You want good ice cream, I'll tell you which countries have the best ice cream. Those would be Denmark, with their waffle cones, Indian ice cream with their kulfi variety and, most of all, Italy -- home of the gelato. Currently though, I really am learning to do Danish ice cream, kulfi uses all sorts of ingredients and true italian gelato is a nightmare to make if you want it to come out perfect." Sometimes, Maximillian really was blind to how much of a nerd he could be about the weirdest of shit, one of them being his obsession over ice cream and, more lately, its confection as well as the side passion of making all sorts of drinks, several of them alcoholic. It was simple things that caught his interest, things he didn't have to justify to anyone.
In that vein of not justifying anything to anyone, he could come to terms with someone genuinely enjoying English cuisine, even if he found it absolutely detestable, specially black fucking pudding. The mcnuggets comment did earn a laugh from the boy, his golden eyes still staring right at hers. "Fair's fair, you can like anything you desire. Aside from food, I wanna listen to you talking about fighting. Why exactly do you like fighting so much and, after looking you up on my phone, there are some nice rumors here. You don't feel pain, one of them says. This true?"
Simple questions of someone who had genuine interest in heroes: respect, not admiration. He felt as if he had no reason to look up to people he considered to be as strong as him.
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Post by Mia Kearney on Oct 25, 2018 4:29:09 GMT -4
“Hey I mean, if you had to conquer half the fucking world, and then lose it all, good thing you at least managed to keep the food eh?~” She gave a cheeky smirk as she recounted one of the few historical facts she knew, smirking a little as she continued to dig into her food. She wasn’t really one to tout historical achievements or failings of nations since, in the grand scheme of things, she just blatantly didn’t care, America and japan could still be at war for all she cared, she woulda still came to japan to be a hero, cause that was for her. Fuck whoever was in the white house, or the palace of London, or ten downing street, or insert Japanese equivalent here, she just cared about her own present, past, and future. And even then she gave the future little thought in truth.
“Ooooh an ice cream connoisseur huh? Can’t say I’m too fussed on foofy shit from other countries. If it’s cold and creamy I’m gonna have it, but I also can’t say I’m opposed to giving it a try….speaking of ice cream though.” She glanced around, wondering if this place still did desert so early in the day. She clocked the ice cream machine and there was a white piece of paper taped to it, bringing her brief disappointment until she saw someone use it anyway, smirking as she thought it must have just been an instrunctions sheet or something. She started to finish off her mountain and pushed a few minor scraps on the plate to one side as she held up a finger. “Be right back. Gonna get desert.” Licking the grease from her lips she pushed herself up and headed for the ice cream machine, grabbing a small bowl but rotating her hand so that the ice cream filled every inch of the bowl before coming back, having one of the bigger spoons available as she started to almost slurp up the ice cream like soup.
“Hm?” Looking back to him as he asked about the fighting, she took another mouthful. She didn’t really need ice cream, but the food had a weird effect on her after a buffet. That swollen, bloated feeling rapidly faded when she had ice cream. She didn’t know if it lubed up her insides or what but it settled her stomache right down after so much food. “Feel no pain? That what they’re saying about me these days. Heheheh. Must be cause I laugh through most of the shit people try to pull on me.”
With a light shrug she picked up a fork, tensed her arm, and lightly prodded her forearm. The dull fork might have been enough to puncture the skin of a normal person, but as Mia did it, she certainly winced, but the two inner tongs of the fork bent forwards while the outer two bent backwards, giving into her skin rather than the other way around. “My body’s tough, but I still feel pain for sure.” She bent the fork back to normal in her hands and placed it to the side as she continued to speak, leaning on her elbows, not eager to hide her quirk’s details like she knew some people could be. “I legit couldn’t tell you if its more or less than the normal person, but pain is…fuck if I could choose not to feel pain, I never would. Pains a reminder of what you’re doing. Sure I can shrug off a bunch of hits from a titan of a foe anyway, but the pain it…ugh. I can’t describe it without feeling weird but…” She snapped her fingers, looking for an analogy, the clicking going on for about 7 rounds before she thought of something. “Its like driving a fast car, and not feeling your back press right into your seat, its like a water gun fight without getting wet, sure it’s not something you ‘want’, but without it, I’m not having fun either? That make sense?”
She’d wait for him to smirk, then gesture towards his phone with her spoon. “What other rumors ya got goin’? There was a whole thing online years ago where girls kept claiming I like them to ride my horn. Not true, but that still a thing?”
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Post by Maximillian Tychus Kane on Nov 25, 2018 13:48:48 GMT -4
An eye roll was all that he had when she talked about Britain conquering half of the world. Honestly, he had no pride or even gave any value to Britain for what they had done or what they managed to accomplish, knowing fully well that they either had used things that others had already discovered, like the maratime road to India that the Portuguese had found already or used their technological and military advantage over people who still used sticks, stones and vocabulary that didn't surpass the one hundred words. Offensive observations, but it was all true.
The British just played a conquer game in easy mode and, by the moment it could get hard, they were already so god damn OP that it just didn't matter. It felt like one of those shitty designed games whose difficulty spike was either too little or too late, sometimes both. A "superboss" supposed to be a real challenge would just be a little inconvenience that could actually require a little more than a single braincell to defeat it and nothing else. Those kind of shitty difficulty spikes.
Aside from that, he quietly waited for her to go off and get her some dessert, not caring to go out to get more food as he was full as it was, specially since he had already eaten a very good place back home. If anything, the amount of food he ate there was just a snack before his actual lunch, nothing else. Besides that, even if he ate a lot, he made sure to always have amazing hygiene so, to see Mia crudely lick the grease off her lips like a sludge monster, something that was enough to make him cringe a little in secrecy, since he didn't have the balls to do it in front of her. He ain't dumb enough to risk getting his ass beat over a lack of hygiene.
Instead, he laughed when she finished explaining her very justifiable relationship with pain and ask about more rumors, like the one where girls liked to ride her horn. Grinning a little, he did have something like that, but in a different vein. Clearing out his throat to make sure he spoke eloquently, he looked at his phone. "Not exactly that but, one passing rumor goes that you only like girls because guys you fight get punished with your horn up their ass, for example.
Also the one that says that you have an ultra crush on Darkshine and that's why you haven't dissed her yet in public. .. Have you dissed her actually?" Maxi asked with a straight face, having felt immense amounts of pain in his chest not to laugh as hard as he could when he spoke about the horn up the ass rumor. He found that saying it with a straight face made it all the funnier.
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Post by Mia Kearney on Nov 29, 2018 5:59:06 GMT -4
Mia snickered a little at the idea that one of the rumors going around was..she liked girls cause she rammed guys with her horn? Was that even a proper rumor? It didn’t even make sense. She shook her head at that and briefly interrupted with. “Oh come on if they’re gonna spread something like that it at least needs to be smart. Like er…oh! What’s the difference between RedHorn impaling a guy and a girl? The first screams in pain, the other screams in bliss~” A bit crude perhaps, but for making it up on the fly Mia felt pretty proud of that joke / rumor, and it made a fair chunk more sense than the original wording of Maxis.
Her ice cream melting she lifted the bowl to slurp up some of the melted dregs, but nearly spat it back up again, sputtering into her hand at that other rumor, scoffing in disbelief and whipping her cream soaked hand on a napkin before wiping her face in turn. “As fuckin’ IF. I mean, don’t get me wrong, bird is FIT and I definitely go for those classy, womanly types. They really know how to show they’re enjoying somethin’ without stealing the show from me-“ Possibly TMI, so she quickly shifted. “But I have definitely dissed Darkshine. I think she’s a snooty snob. A hero yeah, but she’s currently holding the number one spot from me. The moment they rank me up on those leaderboards I’m comin’ for her and putting her in her place. And her place will NOT be face down on my bed.” She fished up sipping up the last of her ice cream with a satisfied sigh but a minorly frustrated glare off into the distance. “Seriously, who starts some of this shit? It’s ridiculous.”
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Post by Maximillian Tychus Kane on Nov 30, 2018 10:38:32 GMT -4
Maxi listened to Mia speak about Darkshine, now properly dissing her just like he loved to hear. That was the kind of hero he liked, someone bold, snarky and strong headed. He didn't even mind her speaking about her sex life, instead just giggling a little at how silly that one sounded, her preferences on girls being so very selective, for even more selective reasons. Either way, he wrote down the diss and nodded, laughing a little as he decided he'd keep it secret for Mia's privacy. He'd just keep it to laugh at occasionally, while remaining in the sidelines rooting for her.
Going back to browsing through rumors, he saw something that really caught his attentin, making him quietly tap his chin pensatively, his eyes slowly raising back to her, then back down. Two quick nods was all that he gave for a while before he spoke. "This one is hella more juicy. It says that your mental state has slowly been degenerating with sheer boredom because nothing challenges you anymore! I guess this is exagerated though it does have some ring of plausibility if I know anything about you by now. Is it true you have been getting bored?" Maximillian asked Mia as nicely as he could, to not pursue or offend her in any way by implicating she didn't like to be or didn't deserve to be a heroine. Instead, he ordered them a beer and juice, for her and him respectively, since he saw in the internet that she was an alcohol lover. He just wanted to be comfortable of course, since they were there eating on his dime so, if he was to be taking the role of the "host", Maxi would do it properly.
"I won't judge if you have gotten bored with it. It's normal, if you're only squashing weaklings." Maximillian assured her, giggling a little while shrugging, thinking about how a lot of trainings back at U.A., since they were catered for all, were really forgiving on his strong quirk. Not at all forgiving on his body though since, unlike his strong, developed quirk, his body really just wasn't that fit. It could handle, but it wasn't at the level of a considerable amount of students.
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Post by Mia Kearney on Dec 6, 2018 6:26:12 GMT -4
Rolling her eyes as she started to pile up the dishes they’d all been using ready for the cleaners to take them more easily, not ever about to make their lives harder by just being lazy and leaving all the plates strewn about, Mia pulled up one of her slightly pointed nails to pick at something stuck in her teeth as she listened along to the next rumor, scoffing and taking the drink he’d ordered for her when it arrived. “Fuck no. Look I can get bored I won’t deny. Some hero work is more exciting than others. Fighting goons? That’s my jam. Whether it’s a challenge, or just tossing weaklings along the ground and showing them their place. I get more bored on like…stake outs? I mean I do FULLY get it, heroes gotta make sure they KNOW, and got evidence, that shit is going down, but I ain’t got the time to spend all night looking at a shady warehouse that I know is just waiting for a drug bust. Still, guess I got someone to do that for me now, so I ain’t gotta worry.~”
If Maxi asked what she meant by that, she’d quickly try and wave off the question. She’d taken on a vigilante as an aid quite recently who was far more stealthy, and used to such tasks than she was, but she wouldn’t admit even to this kid that she was actively working with vigilantes. Both for her own sake, and to keep those vigilantes out of trouble too.
“Seriously, it’s a GREAT life. Would I love more of a challenge? Yes, but I am seriously doing what I love, challenge or not. It’s all good.” She offered a warm smile and leaned back in her chair, tipping up the glass and chugging the whole thing on one long go before placing it down and standing up. “Anyway, speaking of work, I gotta get back to it…you seriously good if I leave you with the bill here?”
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Post by Dessen on Feb 19, 2019 11:14:08 GMT -4
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