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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... If there was ever a time that Jun drew the short stick, it was now. So Hot Potato. It was a game she was familiar with and was forced to play when she was younger. Simple enough, right? Well, UAU had successfully made this a gauntlet, one that she felt Lone Wolf had a hand in helping to design. If the rules for it weren't bad enough and the course wasn't designed to get her blood pressure up, she was stuck working with not only the most unagreeable person in the history of ever, but also one of the more stubborn people when it came to working together. Ando seemed like a decent person to work with, but unlike the geyser event she actually felt the stakes being laid across her back. "So. What's going to be our pattern? Assuming we all have to carry this thing at least once, and assuming we can't just throw this thing back and forth..." She was being open with the fact that success was hinged on all of them. She also gave Gen a glaring look; out of all the people here, Gen was the most likely to self-sabotage out of spite. She went back and watched his run during Armor Wars, and she saw what he did. Ylva Riis Kurokami Gen Masao Ando

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[Masao Ando]

Teaming up with Ylva, Gen and Junsuina? Sometimes she really did feel like she had somehow offended the principal of the school personally, and this was their way of getting back at her. All of her teammates were problems in their own right, some more than others. Since this whole exercise was based on trust she knew she was shit out of luck. Ylva wanted to win and become a strong hero, she knew that much, but there was also no guarantee she wouldn't throw this exercise just to get back at her. Gen was an absolute troll if his display at the hero introductions was anything to go by, so she didn't trust him either. Jun she wasn't all too familiar with herself, but she knew the girl was trouble in her own way.

It was clear as day, she was surrounded by idiots on all sides.

''If we cannot simply throw the potato, then it would be beneficial for us to stick together and communicate closely. While I do not know what the obstacle course up ahead has in store for us, I'd wager our quirks will be able to help us at different points along the field. So, our pattern is going to be trusting one another and reading the context of our exchange correctly. That means putting personal feelings aside and carrying our weight.'' She immediately didn't follow her own advice when she looked at Ylva and Gen, insinuating that they were going to be the two biggest problems for their team dynamic. Crossing her arms, she continued ''Make a mockery of this exercise if you must, but your banal and childish attempts to compromise the integrity of the games will follow you well into your prospective hero careers.'' She took a step forward and got herself ready for the exercise. Seeing as she already felt negatively towards two of her teammates, Ylva and Gen, things didn't look great for them. ''I have nothing else to say. Do your part for the team, or do us all a favor and forfeit right now.''

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She could tolerate Jun and Gen; they were both equally annoying in their own right but not much more than your average person, Andy, however? She didn't want to be saddled with that chatty redwood. Her very existence irritated her to her core, and as much as she would have liked to, she wouldn't throw this exercise to get back at her. Her ambition triumphed over her dislike for Andy...just a little bit. [break][break]


Unlike her usual resistance to conversation, she would be very outspoken after Andy's dumbass, usual rant. "I'd suggest taking your own advice, Andy. This exercise requires teamwork, and I don't intend to fail; if you want to be presumptuous, I'd say find another group." She would begin stretching, which was her first time at the sports festival. She'd look over to make eye contact with Jun when she was done. "Keep close together, slow down, and disrupt other teams." Part of Ylva didn't even care if they actually passed this one, as failing meant that Andy would also fail, which was...hard to pass up. "We can probably toss it a small distance without it going off." She would take a hold of the bomb and let it get her signature before moving back and letting the others do the same.[break][break]

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Matching up on the same team as Jun, whilst also sharing a side with that ice-cold psycho and her girlfriend? At this point, U.A. wasn’t even bothering to hide it, were they? What were the odds? That settles it, from now on, no relying on their ‘random’ draws. Fool me once… and all of that. If somebody was gonna’ be rigging teams and brackets for this, it might as well be him. That was a matter for another time, though.[break][break]

Despite being surrounded by a group of hot chicks—and also Jun—Gen knew this wasn’t going to be any fun. The killjoy doling out lectures was bad enough, but he had a distinct feeling he wasn’t going to be the most disruptive element in this quartet. Oh, speaking of which, Andy and Ylva were already fighting. Wow, you can see the sparks flying off those two. Usually, when two people fight this much, it means something. Still, best to cut this off at the pass. Guess it's time for Gen to do what he does best. [break][break]

Be as annoying as possible.[break][break]

“Oh, get a room already!” Stepping between fire and ice, Gen would antagonize his teammates in record time. “Don't get me wrong, I’d love watching some girl on girl action right now, but I have a gold medal to collect.” That much was true. For this to work, he needed to win. Anything short of an undisputed victory would not do. “So, wanna kiss and make up? 'Cause we have a lot to go over."[break][break]

“Like for example, how we don't need to be so close together. It’ll only slow us down, and let's face it, none of you are that fast to begin with, so we need to find edges where we can. Let’s get the obvious out of the way. A compact unit can easily pass the ball, but its far from efficient, especially with Gen on the team. “Jun-chan here can make chains. So if things ever get dicey with the bomb, she can pull the person holding it to her for a safe pass.” By now, everyone should've been familiar enough with each other's skills to know that much. “No need to risk throwing it around like an idiot.” Gen wasn't being subtle about who that was aimed towards. His eyes had shifted to the Ice Queen mid-sentence, full of equal parts disdain and disappointment at her faulty deduction. You know what they say about assuming, it blows up on the asses of you and me. [break][break]

“And if she can do it, I can do it. You know the drill by now, All for One, infinite arsenal of Quirks, God Tier Superpower, better than you, yadda yadda.” At this point, the other three must’ve been sick of hearing Gen go on and on about how he can copy everyone’s gifts. They’re probably sick of hearing him talk, period, but—“Point is, as long as the two of you stay in our range, then we can be more spread out.”[break][break]

“Now, as far as roles are concerned.” Walking ahead of the group, Gen would start assessing. Two fingers pointed at the girls in blonde and silver blue. “Obviously plans can change depending on the situation, but Jun and Ylva are better suited for defense and traversal.” Ylva could help make platforms, while Jun could do… well anything with that bullshit power of hers. “Physically, Andy-chan’s the biggest and strongest person here, so she should take point.” That was the nicest way he could say ‘you’re big and dumb, so you should tank my hits for me’, and he wasn't doing a great job at hiding that intent. “While I will do what I do best”—finally, it was time for the big cheese himself, and what better role for him than—”sabotaging everyone else.”[break][break]

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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Oh, boy, this was already not going well. This was the most animated she had seen Ylva, and they went through a life-or-death ordeal. "As much as I hate agreeing with Gen...he's right. This is not the time for...a lover's quarrel...?" The question mark was emphasized, giving Gen a strange look. That aside, she had to keep her thoughts on Gen's willingness to self-sabotage to herself. He was being oddly amiable, and the less she wiped the grease on the wheels the smoother the ride was going to be. Or something. The problem, as she saw it, was everyone was going to insert their thoughts on what needed to be done and what could and could not be done with the bomb. She let out a sigh, reaching out to pick it up. "I feel like things are getting too complicated too quickly. Let's agree to an order on who's carrying this thing. I'll take it first, followed by Masao, Ylva, and Gen. Whoever has the bomb turtles, whoever doesn't is running interference on any meddling. Let's try to rotate every five seconds." She tucked the device under her arm, looking over her teammates. "We should move as a pack, and treat this what it is: a bomb. We've been given the conditions on what makes it explode, so let's not do anything to set it off. Our goal is to get to the end, and we should focus on that and that alone. Don't focus on anyone else, unless they're trying to make us fail." Jun hated taking initiative on this, but the plan was simple: give everyone as little wiggle room as possible to screw up their objective. She didn't know how successful this would be, but with her piece being said she'd move to the start line. junsuina,Masao Ando,Ylva Riis,Kurokami Gen,

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[Masao Ando]

''Presumptuous she says. Riis-san, need I remind you of your past track record at Shiketsu? Calling your ability into question is entirely justified. That you seem to contest this point shows how truly delusional you are.'' She couldn't tell if Ylva stretching beforehand was because she was going to get serious, or just lulling them all into thinking she was, only to ruin it as soon as the game began. Gen's comment earned him a silent glare. ''Kurokami-san, that you would infer such a dynamic between me and Riis-san from our interactions is entirely revolting, and speaks volumes about what you lack to become a hero.'' Jun's comment earned her a glare from Masao too. Despite remaining stoic, Gen's comment had very clearly gotten to her. She would rather redo all of her second year than go through this exercise with a band of misfits.

That being said, once Gen actually started talking about a game plan and started making sense she did take a step back and remain quiet. She only interjected once to correct him. ''Ando.'' She said firmly, but didn't press the point. Despite being so good at taking the bait, she knew better than to try to argue with people like Gen and Ylva about not calling her nicknames. While she would love to argue that she was more than just muscle, the truth was that had become her niche within this group. Gen could replace her with his All For One, but that presumably left him unable to sabotage other teams. Stepping up she also made sure to touch the ball and have her signature registered. ''I agree with Kanjo-san. It would be most beneficial that we get this over with now. Let's focus on defending our 'bomb' and not overcomplicate things. Think you two could manage that?'' Once again she addressed Gen and Ylva specifically. Taking a page out of Ylva's book for once, she decided to stretch her arms and legs while they still had the time.

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Being stuck with Andy was bad enough, but the other two were acting exactly like her. They were making things too complicated from the start so she would state again "Keep together, slow down, and disrupt others. As she approached the starting line she would point to a team that looked much happier and frankly hyper than they did "We don't need to test the limits of the bomb we just need to watch them fail and do the opposite. She was fairly sure that they would do something stupid like have one of the group run ahead and try a long-distance pass. [break][break]


The start signal would ring out, and a few groups would rush out as fast as they could towards the rock wall, with the team she pointed out earlier getting there first. They were still within eyesight of Ylva, and as she walked, waiting for her turn with the bomb, she would wait until the bomb was being tossed to another person in the hyperactive group and would freeze the portion of the wall where their hand was. This, of course, would make them slip and fall, to which Ylva would count the seconds until the bomb exploded, knocking them out of the race. "TEAM 6 ELIMINATED." the loudspeaker would ring out and Ylva, with her hand extended to grab the bomb once the nerdsmith finally handed it to her. "For now we have 12 seconds before the bomb explodes." She would point to the crying kid who got eliminated, saying, "Best defense is a good offense." [break][break]

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“Oh, is it?” With a playful dose of exaggeration. “Denial would’ve worked without the long, spiteful glare, An-dy-chan~” The young man paused on every syllable. Rookie mistake by Masao there. Gen never did as told. Now that he knew how much both the nickname and allegations bothered her, he wouldn’t let her hear the end of it.[break][break]


While it was a shame that his brilliant plan fell on deaf ears, it didn’t matter much to him. Andy and Ylva, especially the former, would be more focused on arguing with Gen than with each other. Speaking of Ylva, the Ice Queen was off to a hot start herself. He might’ve been a little mad about her stealing his specialty if she wasn’t so damn good at it. “There’s our Cutthroat Bitch!” He shot at approving nod towards Ylva, before turning his attention to his felled competitor. [break][break]


“Have fun hitting the showers!” With a little condescending clap, he sent the first set of losers off with his trademark sass.[break][break]


Turning his attention back to the obstacle at hand was enough to turn his smile upside down. A rock wall. This would’ve sucked without a having to carry a potentially explosive ball and a team full annoying sorority sisters. Luckily, he didn’t have to deal with all that. “The three of you can handle a simple climb.” His hand jerked upwards to point towards the top, disguising the minutia of his upcoming trick. “‘Cause I’ll see you at the top.” And without awaiting confirmation, Gen’s body flung itself off the ground. His silhouette ragdolled towards the wall's peak, pulled up by wires that none could see nor hear.[break][break]


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[Masao Ando]

For once Ylva was making some amount of sense, but she hardly had time to think about that when Gen was pushing her buttons. She couldn't stand the way he conducted himself. It was almost as if he derived pleasure from annoying people and putting others down, as if he did all this just for fun. How could someone like him ever become a fully fledged hero? Instead of coming up with some kind of witty comeback in the mere seconds that was left before the games begun, she instead just resigned to giving him an angry glare. The type of glare that let him know that he had made her shit list, although he was probably already aware of that.

Almost within record time Ylva, brutish as she was had taken out another team. Easy for her to encourage everyone else to have a good offense when her quirk was built for it. Someone like herself, summoning a suit of armor? She didn't have the range, she didn't have the speed. At best, she could tank blows and that was probably going to be her role in this hellish obstacle course. Handing Ylva the bomb, they were all set to continue. Of course Gen had to chime in with his abhorrent commentary too. ''Kurokami-san, focus on the task at hand!'' She scolded him for his condescending comments against the losing team.

Was he serious? Was he really leaving them behind to take care of the bomb and climb the rock wall? She would have shouted at him again if she had the time, but they were on the clock. ''Riis-san, make sure to pass that bomb before you drop it!'' She glanced over at her teammate briefly as she started climbing. ''Kanjo-san, careful!'' She didn't see what it was, but some kind of quirk attack knocked some rocks loose and for a second there she almost thought Jun was going to fall down. She blinked her eyes when Jun called her Saber. ''It's Ando!'' She called out just as she was helped up by being flung. She hated having to rely on the likes of Ylva and Gen. Two of the biggest scumbags, they could backstab the team at any moment and there was nothing she could do about it. ''Think you can do that, Kurokami-san? Help someone for once in your life?'' Her eyes were filled with just as much spite as the tone in her voice, but she would be damned if they failed this exercise because of her. Once at the top she would accept the bomb back, before passing it to Gen. This way, it had already passed through everyone's hands once. ''A bridge?'' She panted, looking at the next obstacle that awaited them.

Seeing as it was a log bridge suspended over a mud pit she immediately knew that her quirk would be useless here. A suit of armor that made her heavier? She was bound to crash through or slip off the bridge if she wasn't careful. ''Let's be careful about this, the two fastest people should cross first.'' She looked at the others, well aware that wasn't her, but ready to follow whatever plan the others might come up with. Anything to succeed.

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"Focus, Andy." Ylva would bark out as they moved through the obstacles. If there was anyone that was going to drag them down it would be a support student like Masao. Not only did she suck at this kind of thing, but she was too busy running her mouth. Instead of doing the smart thing and keeping track of the timer on the bomb. [break][break]

She would wave away the chains that Jun would offer for support, and instead, she would make a progressive, rudimentary set of footholds that would fall apart once she stood on them. She would use these to climb up, mostly skipping the rock climbing wall entirely, and once she made it to the top, she would begrudgingly agree with Masao internally and speak up, "Since Gen is passing it back to Jun, they go first." She'd look at Masao. "Don't slow us down with your clunky armor." While she wasn't sharing quite yet, she did have an idea on how to move through this obstacle course quickly, but first, she would create a sheet of ice on another group's path and watched as they slipped and dropped the bomb. She would count the seconds from the moment it left their hand to the time it would explode. [break][break]



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