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Post by Cordycep on Jun 14, 2019 13:48:09 GMT -4
510 words 
There were two, neatly-folded stacks of clothes placed upon the bed. A nervous man had brought them to the room, sputtering directions at the girls. Thunder was going to visit, and he expected them to change. The man's mind, all the while, screamed nervously about not wanting to be eaten by strange creatures.
They understood the directive, but from what or whom it was originating from-- it was a mystery. Ayame was crouched in the corner, pondering this great mystery.How could thunder want anything? Thunder never spoke. It rumbled in the sky. Suzume, all the while, flashed a needle-sharp grin at the frantic servant. And then he was gone, and only the outfits served as a reminder of his visit.
The clothing was sorted from most fabric to least-- at the top of the pile, two large triangles, joined at before the points could be formed. It made... one large hole, and two smaller ones. Like pants-- they were familiar with pants-- but the fabric was thinner, and there were no "pant legs to speak of. Ayame moved the panties aside, revealing another unfamiliar article-- two triangles, bound by a band, and straps springing from the top. Mechanically, it looked like the top part of one of their dresses, but it would only cover a small portion of their chest. The bralette was also set aside.
Finally they reached the larger articles of clothing, things that made sense. A peasant blouse, airy and white.
Pretty, Ayame thought absently, before moving it aside.
And skinny jeans. Pants.
Small, Suzume thought disdainfully. They'd only ever stolen pants that were too big for them. So to see something fitted was... out of the question. Ayame, the more willing of the two, wriggled out of her dirt-encrusted jeans, sundress, and flannels, taking away the only appealing article of clothing-- her blouse. She pulled it on over her head, pushing the vine-y hair through and letting it fall. She held her arms skyward in a victorious pose.
Pants! Suzume insisted.
Small pants, Ayame repeated thinly, letting her arms fall. She instead retrieved the panties, and wriggled into them. Panties and blouse, the perfect outfit. Suzume followed her sister's suit, prying off the old clothes and leaving them in a pile upon the floor. Soon, the two of them were sporting matching blouses and panties, and having a grand old time parading across the bed, bouncing on it, et cetera. The offered bralettes and jeggings were hastily forgotten.
Thunder wants us change clothes.
Thunder in the sky.
Thunder wants it to rain.
They tittered at the thought, grasping one another's hands as they bounced. They didn't understand that Thunder might be a person, rather than a phenomena. The door to the room swung open, and the two paused in their joyous bouncing on the bed to survey the newcomer. This time, it was not the nervous old man. At their feet lay the incriminating, rumpled proffered clothes that the girls hadn't bothered with. They stepped closer to one another, Ayame twining her arm around Suzume's waist.
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Post by Thunder Shock on Jun 18, 2019 17:03:24 GMT -4
He could hear the bed creaking from inside the room as he approached it, the muffled sound of what could only be compared to laughter as his two new house guests were bounding up and down on the bed in nothing but their underpants and blouses. Blouses barely long enough to cover said underpants.
Thunder let out a bit of a sigh as he approached the door, though straightening up as he crossed the threshold and stepped inside. This man was probably unlike any the twins had seen before. Large, Muscular, scarred to heck and dressed to the nines in expensive fabrics. He had dark dress pants as well as a simply black t shirt, a large furred jacket hanging on his shoulders like a cloak, though it did little to hide his presence. As Thunder looked at the plant girls jumping on the bed, his scared eye would seem to shimmer for a moment as it reflected the light in the room, for a moment giving the girls the briefest glimpse at the fact that he had an eye very similar to that of a fly's.
For a moment there would be silent as Thunder took in the girls appearance, crossing his arms in front of him as he raised an eyebrow.
"You cannot tell me you've never put on regular clothes. They found you in a mucked up pair did they not?"
He asked them as he closed the door behind him, eyeing the dirty clothes on his floor and scrunching up his nose. he'd then glance back up to the girls, his gaze turning even more stern.
"Would you two get down from there and finish putting these on? It's unbecoming of girls your apparent age to dress like that!"
He would state as he waited for them to get dressed of talk back.
WC: 324
Quirk: Lightning Generation - C Rank
Mundane: Business - D Rank
Combat: MMA Fighting - E Rank, Strength - E Rank
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Post by Cordycep on Jun 20, 2019 19:23:40 GMT -4
249 words ft. thunder
The twins surveyed the man in the doorway, gazes unflinching. He was definitely big, though from their vantage point on the bed they were head-and-shoulders over him. He wore a lot of clothes, some of them more illustrious than either girl had ever laid eyes on. Impractical clothes. Not very colorful at all. He crossed his arms at the sigh tof the girls, glowering. The twins swayed but remained stationary.
And then, he spoke, his voice booming as he ridiculed their state of dress... or rather, undress. Ayame's gaze swung silently towards the bralette and pants, then towards Suzume.
He's not like the old man.
He's not scared.
They weren't entirely sure how to interpret that. They moved languidly to the side of the bed, easing onto the floor.
Small pants are too small, Suzume complained.
Just for a little bit, Ayame intoned, he's not afraid of us. They circled around to the foot of the bed, each claiming a pair of pants. They plopped onto the bed, in sync with one another, pulling their pants on both legs at once. the fabric, however stretchy, was fitted to their slim legs. It was unpleasant. The jeans were pulled on without unbuttoning them. The bras were left alone. But... given their total lack of a chest, were they really necessary?
They stood to pull the pants on, then plopped back into a seated position, looking dour. Whoever this man was, he had spoiled their fun, and was therefore regarded with unconcealed annoyance.
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Post by Thunder Shock on Jun 24, 2019 10:04:28 GMT -4
Not a word from the two girls… complete silence except for their shuffling as they did as they were told, getting dressed with little resistance. Thunder would let out a sigh of relief as they both put their pants on in perfect sync, though didn’t fail to catch that they were doing everything in tandem.
“Can you two speak?”
He would ask them curiously as he watched them plop back down onto the bed, looking at him like defiant children which only made Thunder want to leave the room and never look at their faces again.
“Doesn’t matter. Your job is going to be right up your ally. I need both of you two to infiltrate Biomedics, a rival company that researches the uses various plants have on the human body when in relation to quirks. All you two have to do is what they tell you, I’ve already made sure you’re both hired… but I need you to be able to do this.”
He stated as he would look down on them, sighing briefly before he would crouch down so he was more eye level, if not below their eye level.
“Do you understand me at all? We need to train you to be ready for this. Speaking is a great start.”
He was starting to have his doubts, but when he heard of the girls his hopes for further developing his quirk enhancing drug grew...
WC: 240
Quirk: Lightning Generation - C Rank
Mundane: Business - D Rank
Combat: MMA Fighting - E Rank, Strength - E Rank
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Post by Cordycep on Jun 30, 2019 15:19:13 GMT -4
364 words ft. thunder
There were old gestures that the petulant twins remembered from their younger years-- as vague as the faces of their long-dead parents. Still these things surfaced, like muscle memory, unbidden. For example, when the man asked if they spoke, the girls soon their heads. Did they understand the gesture? That was debatable. But they nonetheless communicated the point-- they could not speak.
Of course, now that he was close and glowering back at them, his thoughts were privy to the twins. A sentiment about leaving if they kept looking at him like that.
Keep looking at him like this? clarified Suzume, glancing at her sister.
Ayame nodded, almost imperceptibly, her eyes flicking to Suzume, before they returned their attention to the man before them. He spoke matter-of-factly, as if his directions were simple. The twins, however, after almost a dozen years of seclusion, understood very little of what the man said-- big, complicated words like "biomedic", "company", "research", or "hired". All of these concepts for which they had no schema, lumped into one long-winded instruction. His directive boiled down to "do what they want".
He knelt, urging them to speak, asking if they understood his directive.
Ayame shook her head. She didn't want to do what anyone told her. And, thus far, the man hadn't proven that he deserved any favors. In addition to just wanting to give the man a bad time, neither girl really understood the instructions. They'd lived away from society for their entire lives. How could they know? Surely the man knew that.
Should I give him a mushroom? Suzume asked. Ayame glanced at her.
He's rude. I wouldn't.
But we can speak.
Ayame bared her teeth at her sister, ever so slightly. A difference of opinions, however silent, was taking place.
He doesn't deserve to know that.
Suzume, perhaps out of fear or curiosity, plucked a mushroom from her head, and held it out to the blond man. Ayame would grab at it, and Suzume would pull it out of reach, flashing her own triangular teeth. She'd turn her attention back to the blond man, touch her ear, and then offer the mushroom again. Ayame watched through squinted eyes.
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Post by Thunder Shock on Jul 3, 2019 9:07:30 GMT -4
He seemed to have the girls attention at least, but the way they looked at him was pretty... blank? Like everything he was saying was going right over their heads. While he was still kneeling in front of the girls he'd run his hand through his hair as he tried to think of a better way to communicate with them... If he managed to become a little bit closer with Miku, then perhaps he could have used her in some way to communicate with the girls...
Judging by their body language, the two were 'speaking' to each other in one way or another. Whether that was sign language of some sort or something more, Thunder had no idea... but it bothered the hell out of him that they seemed to understand enough to converse among one another. He was about to open his mouth to speak when one of the girls reached up and plucked a mushroom from her head, offering it to him. He raised an eyebrow, reaching for it and only further confused whenever the other twin tried to swipe it away from her sister. What was so damned special a bout a damn mushroom?
Whenever Thunder finally managed to get a hold of it, he would stare at it curiously before looking back up to the twin that had given it to him. The two girls seemed to be bickering, but the one who'd given him the mushroom kept indicating to her ear. He took the hint and cautiously brought the fungus to his own ear, as nasty as the idea was...
WC:264
Quirk: Lightning Generation - C Rank
Mundane: Business - D Rank
Combat: Pain Tolerance - D Rank, Strength - E Rank
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Post by Cordycep on Jul 11, 2019 23:10:03 GMT -4
357 words ft. thunder
The mushroom took root-- the man might have heard a quiet rustling as the mycellum crawled down his ear canal and towards the stem of his brain. Perhaps it even itched. The twins waited, trying to ascertain if the connection had been formed. Their bright brown eyes were like two pairs of autumn moons, isolated in starless skies of white.
'Well, he put it in his ear,' Ayame thought drolly, casting a withering glance at her sister, 'This is stupid.'
If the blonde man patched-in to Ayame's complaint, he'd hear the rather unamused monotone right within his ear, as if she was murmuring very close to him.
Suzume, too enthused at the prospect of communicating with someone that was not Ayame, ignored her sister's psychic complaint, shifting into a standing position. From her vantage point on the bed, she now loomed over the blond-haired man.
'Can you hear us, angry man?' Suzume asked, putting her hands on her hips, 'Small clothes, bad for moving. We don't like.'
Her voice, though similar to her sisters, was hoarse and cheerful and decidedly more emotive. Perhaps there was even a petulant edge. Ayame uncoiled herself from the bed, and Suzume jumped down. The two exchanged glances. They then looked up at the blonde man before them.
'Angry man, you say a lot of things,' Suzume continued, 'We understand some. But others... no.'
'Do you know, angry man-' Ayame cut-in, twining her arm around Suzume's waist, '- where we were? Before this?'
There was a lot that the twins did not understand but Ayame, the tactician of the outfit, was curious to see if the designated Angry Man was aware that they were from a very different world than this. For example, if he was not the man in-charge, but just... a badly-dressed helper of the place, perhaps he would assume that they knew this world, rather than the forest. If he was the man in-charge, then the questions he was asking were rhetorical, or he just... wasn't smart. Ayame looked at him with her listless eyes, her expression flat. Suzume, all the while, seemed confused by her sister's line of inquiry.
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Post by Thunder Shock on Jul 16, 2019 12:25:24 GMT -4
As the fungus began creeping into his ear, Thunder would grip his fist around it tightly, ready to yank it out as a moments notice. He absolutely despised this feeling, and was about ready to rip it out when he suddenly heard an irritated, monotone voice in his head. He'd stop, still frustrated with the thing but glanced up at the girls who were looking at him expectantly. One of the girls thought something was stupid, most likely him, while the other asked if he could hear them. He would give a light not and a cock of his eyebrow as he looked between the two girls.
"How sneaky."
He's remark as a smirk would creep up onto his lips. If no one could hear the girls but themselves, then this was great. They didn't need any technological form of communication to stay in touch with each other, and hopefully some of his men, which meant no one could catch them as spies. Perfect.
"So you two have been talking to each other the whole time. This is a very good power to have. Also, my name is Thundershock. Not "angry man"."
He made sure to clarify with the girls as he stayed knelt down in front of them so that they were at eye level. The one that had first given him the mushroom then told him that they didn't find the clothes provided to be practical as it was too tight, to which Thunder would just give another nod of understanding. Of course he expected as much, as he's basically plucked the two girls out from the wild and expected them to act like normal human beings. Which of course, was being met with some resistance. At least they weren't so primitive they didn't speak... or well, think.
"I can get you dresses, if that's easier to move in. But you need proper clothes so you don't get caught. Alright? And yes, I know where you came from, and that's why I need you. I need you to learn how to behave... well normally. I need you to find out what these people are doing with plants, and bring it back to me. Is that something you think you can do?"
He asked, speaking much slower this time in hopes that his words would make more sense to the girls. This was important to his own research, and he wouldn't let these brats screw it up just because they grew up savage.
WC: 413
Quirk: Lightning Generation - C Rank
Mundane: Business - D Rank
Combat: Pain Tolerance - D Rank, Strength - E Rank
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Post by Cordycep on Jul 19, 2019 16:37:24 GMT -4
324 words ft. thundershock
Ayame found the man’s momentary panic absolutely delectable. The foreign feeling of the cordycep taking root sent him clawing at his ear, but when he was patched-in, he stopped. Dumbfounded, maybe? Confused? An amused glimmer found its way into the more hostile twin’s eyes. And when he accused them of being sneaky, a smile twitched at the corner of her mouth.
He observed that they’d been talking around him this entire time. Both girls nodded. He asserted that this was a good power to have. Suzume nodded. Ayame squinted, but said nothing. And finally, angry man established that he was, in fact, thunder.
‘Thunder in the sky,’ Suzume repeated absently, hearkening to their earlier merriment. Both girls exchanged sly, humored glances. Before they could beg the obvious question, which was why someone would be named Thunder in the first place, Thunder launched into a rather long-winded explanation of accommodations he could make and, in exchange, how the sisters would need to act.
He could get dresses, but they had to learn how to act normally, which included dressing properly.
‘Dresses are not proper?’ Ayame murmured, confused. And what was normal, anyways?
As per what he wanted them to do… that seemed straightforward enough. Find plants that people were using, take them, and bring them back. They have lived their lives as scavengers, as hunters, so retrieving something was not an unfamiliar concept.
‘We’ve taken many things,’ Suzume assured the man, glancing at her sister, ‘You want us to find the plant, and bring it back?’
‘It is easier to take things when no one is there,’ Ayame countered. She’d intuited that, if they had to blend-in, there would likely be other people present. Otherwise it wouldn’t matter what clothes they were wearing.
‘Less messy,’ Suzume agreed. She paused, shrugging a shoulder, ‘But less fun.’
Ayame nodded in agreement. Much less fun.
‘It is normal to bite people?’ Suzume pressed, her bright, brown eyes hopeful.
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Post by Thunder Shock on Jul 22, 2019 9:08:40 GMT -4
These two were difficult to deal with... He was used to dealing with simpleton idiots... but these two girls were something special. They were simple, but they weren't stupid. They had an interesting mind and skill set, one he didn't try too hard to understand. He just needed them to do their job, then get out of his hair. One of the girls seemed to make fun of his name, saying how Thunder was only in the sky, and Thunder couldn't help but roll his eyes at the girl.
'Patience...'
He had to remind himself in irritation as he instead looked towards the one asking him about the dresses.
"Dresses are fine, your old dirty rags were not. I'll have someone in here with a few dresses for the two of you shortly. Now, yes I need you to steal those plants and bring them back to me. I don't care who you have to kill in between. You two aren't thieves and wouldn't know your way around that building without being taken inside. So going when no one is there isn't an option. Get in, do what they tell you until you can get this plant, and get out."
He pulled out a picture of the plant, locked away in a glass greenhouse that was indoors with all sorts of machinery around it and handed it over to Ayame.
"Once you're on your way out, you can bite as many people there as you want. Can you two do this for me?"
He asked in a forced tone of calm. He hated dealing with children that weren't his own... and while Ayame was a sweet enough girl, he hated the other one, and in turn wasn't fond of either...
WC: 289
Quirk: Lightning Generation - C Rank
Mundane: Business - D Rank
Combat: Pain Tolerance - D Rank, Strength - E Rank
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Post by Puglord on Aug 14, 2019 16:10:49 GMT -4
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