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No matter how many times we repeated the process I was running into the same wall — ironic that I’d need to break one to reinforce another. But for whatever reason my constructs were a disappointing, stone like material that was ultimately far too fragile to be used in combat. It was a distraction at most… and not even a good one with how inefficient the process was. I burnt so much energy on these pathetic statues. Something was missing.

I had the concept in mind. I pinpointed the associated feelings necessary, but the secret ingredient eluded me. Could it really be the name?

Bunny bombs were easy enough. Alliterative, catchy. It was the first supermove that I concocted, one I won’t need much help with now that I understand the process. But this was a rougher, less developed idea. I was inspired by my mother’s quirk, who was able to create blue diamonds. But when I thought of diamonds I wasn’t conceiving bunnies. And blue bunnies didn’t have the same ring to it… rock rabbits? No, not quite the aesthetic I'm aiming for. Carbun? That’s more applicable to my default quirk. 

What do I call a blue rabbit?

Then it hits me. I’m not going to give her the honor of calling it out, but exclaiming the thought through the repeated trial against Hebi…

Lapin Lazuli.

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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Jun, ever averse to touch, saw Julie's hands coming for hers and she immediately moved them out of her reach. "No touch, please," she says, sighing. She didn't seem too hurt, but there was no telling. If Stellar seemed unconcerned then maybe it was no big deal. Even if Julie hit the ceiling close to Mach 1. Or something. Julie's question did make Jun raise an eyebrow. "Uh...I mean, not well? I guess it depends, what kind of heat are we talking about?" Jun could handle something like a hot summer day on the high seas, but that was the extent of it. Julie's concerns probably had something to do with her jetwash. "Are you considering weaponizing the hot gases you emit? I think that'd be a good application of your quirk, assuming you can hold up to the forces." Which was not likely. At all. She was doomed. junsuina,𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲,Kurokami Gen,Julienne Lémieux,Kei Hada,Stellar,Makitori Hebi,

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[Julienne Lémieux]

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Pausing, Stellars words resonated within her. "Fuel... heat..." Breaking her posture she'd snap in the air. "That's even better than what I was planning!" Bowing to Jun, she'd apologize. "Sorry... I uh... was going to try to uh... you know blowtorch." Once standing up fully she'd instead take a few steps away. "I wouldn't really know how hot that would have been so... I would have needed something to test but... this instead?" Rolling her arm as if she was about to throw a mean right hook, she flexed her non-existent muscles. "I might be able to do it, but... just in case something goes wrong... I'm going to... step quite a bit further away."
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She'd begin to walk a tad further from the group, away from both Jun and Stellar by a nice distance; they'd need to shout to speak to each-other. Taking a low stance, she spun a few times, stopped, and then took a deep breath. "Fuel... fuel... alright." Biting her lip lightly, muscles strained on her arms, appearing from where there was none before as air pulled from her back, and shot out of her hands. Thrust followed, loudly, just as it was before, but as her arms pushed against her, she performed the spinning motion she just temporarily practiced. The speed made her faster, and faster, until the fuel wasn't able to burn fast enough and it spilled out of her hands into the air, splattering in all directions. The strange, straw colored metallic looking liquid splattered out into the air, and ignited into large fireballs. The concussion from the explosions knocked her off balance.
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Falling, she turned her quirk off and accepted the fate of faceplant; the area around her seared with scorch marks on the ground. Quickly standing up, she held her hands out to anyone running over to check on her, motioning for them to step back as she pondered, walking side to side. A quick shout came from her to Jun; "If at first you don't succeed, try another angle! Right?" Brimming with excitement, she clapped her hands together and pointed away from the larger group. "I know what it feels like now... so I just need to flood my engines." With a shrug, she thought; 'What's the worst that could happen?'
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It certainly didn't happen at that moment; loading up fuel in her arms, instead of a long burst of wind she activated her quirk at full power, only to deactivate it a mere second later. What came out of her hands was a long gout of flame, followed by a series of explosions. If she had been standing tall this would have knocked her backward onto her ass, but with her slight crouch it simply pushed her back a mere foot, the traction of her shoes preventing any accidental lift-off. One thing she didn't prepare for though...
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"HOT!" She'd shake her hands rapidly, side to side, jazzing, you name it. She had no idea how hot that gout of flame was, but whatever it was it had just threatened to sear the palms of her hands. "That is VERY HOT!" She wasn't burned, but could feel the inside of her arms radiating extensive temperature. Panicking, she tried wiping her hands that had been cleaned within an inch of their life on her sports pants, before realizing that nothing would work. Those with acute vision could see that steam had started evaporating from the girl's arms, yet sweat began to pool on the rest of her body.
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"I... Ok thats uh... I think that's enough training for me." Shocked into calm, she looked over to Jun, calling over. "I think I figured out mine... Did you do yours!?"

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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Jun paled a little, swallowing hard. "yeah, I uh. I can't handle that." Jun had survived a lot, and she considered herself resilient. However, the one death on her record was a reminder that she wasn't invincible. And hearing stories of what happened when fire met skin...well, it wasn't pleasant. Jun watched as Julie worked, first through her initial failure and then as she managed to spew fire out of her hands. What was even more surprising to Jun was the fact she managed to do so without slamming into a wall, and she achieved a certain level of control. For all Julie was, Jun had to admit she was quick at adapting. Her reaction to to flamethrower, though got a small laugh out of Jun. "Well, yeah, you're shooting fire everywhere!" she says, looking to make sure that nothing actually was on fire. It was a little worrisome, but not to the effect of stressing over it. Though once Julie asks Jun about her efforts the smile vanished, and she looked down at her hands. "N-no," she says, sighing. She looked back at Stellar, and dropping her voice low: "I...don't think it's possible for me. My quirk is...it doesn't have an endless field of applications. I can only make so much out of it, and her application of it, well..." she sighed, slumping. "Maybe I should just accept that my quirk isn't going to get any better." 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲,junsuina,Julienne Lémieux,Stellar, Kurokami Gen, Kei Hada, Makitori Hebi

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[Makitori Hebi]

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| Makitori Hebi | @winding.snake.nāga
Location: UA's STAR, Tokyo, Japan. | Current Status: In class, dhmu.
Now Playing: Megami33 - Blizzard

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Tunnel-visioned on her own epiphany, Hebi had so far failed to notice just what Rahul was focused on each time the rabbits broke. Red blood staining black carbon, over and over. Red, black, red, black, red... blue? Blue! This next one was blue! It was the easiest thing in the world to fall into a pattern. To stall and stagnate while convincing yourself of progress. She hadn't progressed since the breakthrough, nothing new to show for herself. But Rahul was growing. Changing. The lapin lazuli didn't shatter this time, only cracking on impact as Hebi's bullet sent it flying a small distance across the room. Already feeding into her instincts, she saw red and bolted for the fallen thing shaped like prey-

No! A faint sibilant sound choked itself in her throat, like the hiss of a spray bottle.
'Bad girl!' Tears welled, but refused to fall.
"Stop it! You're scaring me, Nagako!"

-but she didn't make it far past Rahul before sharply stopping herself. Breathe in...

...and out.

('Rein it back, just a step.') Calm, quiet, and okay. She's okay, the show goes on. Red streaks stain the white of her tail, thicker and darker than the lines that normally snake her body. The same red dots the ground in a radius like a filtered spotlight, mixed with black dust. "Nice. You got it." Hebi gave Rahul a thumbs-up, accompanied by the best closed-mouth smile she could force. She returned to a few steps behind her former position, just in time to be spooked by Stellar's unexpected praise. Already repressing her impulses, she turned quickly to face the hero.

"Wh-huh? Oh, thanks~" was about all she could manage initially. But even accepting the kind words, Hebi struggled to process them. Amazing? Her? Had she really accomplished anything worthy of that today? The next comment was more pressing though. Stun-locked by the emotional whiplash and not wanting to seem ungrateful to Stellar in the moment, Hebi raced to think of a name. (Quick, something cool, something cool!) "Uh- uhh- Scale Shot!" (Really? That's the best you got?) She didn't quite recover from the fumble before Stellar moved on. Actualisation. 'Putting everything together'. Clearly the instructor thought Hebi was ready for this, so what did she have so far?

• Inspiration. Stellar had given her that.
• Understanding. She had some new questions to answer, but knew her Quirk intimately.
• Feeling? There was a lot she'd have to work on, but her feelings were not hard to stoke.
• Scope? Surely, right? She could make the bullet and launch it, what more was...

What more was there to it?! One tiny attack? She was after a super move, not just another tool in her toolkit. Not some basic defensive stance, not a ranged option, a super move!

Pushing backward off the ground in a rush of thoughtless inspiration, Hebi spun in the air to face Rahul again. Her tail swept across in an arc in front of the smaller body. She understood it well, that focusing the force into one point on her muscular limb was energy-efficient, but not the strongest she could make with a constrictor's tail. She could repeat it again and again in battle, but then why not throw stones? A feeling flared, shouted that this wasn't enough.

Hebi instead flexed her tail at many points along its length, dislodging a couple dozen shining scales. Gods, that hurt! This pain only served to focus her in this moment though, eyes sharpening like a scope. 10 feet of white and red shot forward as the tail relaxed, and then was flexed in a wave out towards the tip. Hebi hadn't thought to check if Rahul was ready or expecting the move, only considering that if he was, then she would hit that blue bunny with all she had. A barrage of bloody 'bullets' banked along one bearing in the air, just begging to bore into the brick-hard beast. To break it.

This was Makitori Hebi's first step towards actualisation. This was no mere shot, it was a "Scalestorm! I- I... think I prefer Scalestorm." It was by no means perfect yet, but hey! That's what practice is for.

tl;dr
- Yo this girl's kinda weird lmao
- Nice :) 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲
- Fumbling her words Stellar
- Scale Shot X
- Coming for the king, better not catch him lacking
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- Scalestorm ✔
Julienne Lémieux Kei Hada junsuina Kurokami Gen

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Love, your hate Your faith lost

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Wow. Look at him go.[break][break]

Gotta’ give it to the guy, he was definitely trying. Muscles all clenched up, eyes closed, vein all but threatening to pop out of his neck. He was killing himself for this stupid smoke idea. A for effort, Kei. Admirable, almost enough to make Gen feel a little bit bad for him. It also just wouldn’t do. This wasn’t a super move-level smoke bomb, this was, lighting up a pack of incense sticks-level smoke bomb. It wasn’t enough.[break][break]

It wasn’t the end of the world. There was still hope for Kei. He was just some guy from the Support Course, of course he’d need a little help getting a Super Move working. Luckily for him, no one allegedly knew more about Quirks than That Guy. He just needed a little coaching to get through the line. “Alright, you’re getting the hang of this”, and Gen was more than willing to provide that service—”you’re not completely awful.”[break][break]

Gen all but jumped up, approaching his opposite man in a matter of steps. “Come on, Kei!” He clapped twice. Given how razor-focused Kei was on vaping the general area, there was no time for him to think about what had come over this bastardous little cretin. “Deep breath in, deep breath out.” He was… trying to help? “You can do this! Keep it going. Keep that smoke flowing out. See? You totally got this.” He was pumping his fists and everything. “You’re doing decent”—his eyes widened, as if his mind suddenly realizing what it had just said, just a moment too late—”for your standards.”[break][break]

Once he started to get his sea legs under him in this new state, he’d walk right into his field of vision. “I’m gonna keep this brief. You said you need to touch the water to feel it, well…” He paused, before gesturing to all the empty air that stood between them, probably moving all those hydrogen particles Kei loved so much all over the place. “You’re already touching it, genius!” [break][break]

There was only smoke coming out of the extremities. Made sense, he probably used them most when scanning for moisture. If that was the case, its no wonder he could barely get any smoke going. That was the problem with the smoke bomb idea, not enough material to go around, which by the way wouldn't have been a problem for the limb exploding super move, but I digress. [break][break]
He pointed towards the disappointingly-sized plume coming out of his left palm, explaining: [break]
"And you’re not just doing it with your hands and legs, either." [break][break]If he wanted to make this party trick actually impressive, he needed to make more with the little water he had to play with. "So Try using your whole body to sense it."[break][break]

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KIMI NO TAION

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THE WHOLE WORLD IS PAINTED OVER ONCE AGAIN

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[attr="class","kiminoleft"] [attr="class","kiminoimg"] [attr="class","kiminolyric"] YOUR WARMTH [attr="class","kiminolyric2"] flowers blossom, and then the moon grows even when the whole world is painted over once again. there was warmth that had told me i was in your hold, but someday, i'll forget and it will be cold - that's all that it was. [attr="class","kiminothing"] Julienne Lémieux,Kei Hada,junsuina,Makitori Hebi,𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲,Kurokami Gen,

[attr="class","kiminoright"] Stellar would take a sweeping look around the room. Everyone was really hard at work! The quick scan gave her some basic updates as to where everyone's progress was, and from the looks of it, Kei was just starting to get it! She'd leave that group be as there wasn't much else she could offer that they hadn't already figured out, and besides if Kei was as smart as Ryota, he'd have no problems! [break][break] In her eyes, the pairing that had made the most progress working together was clearly Hebi and Rahul. She would watch in awe first at Rahul's attempts, finally showing some promise, which culminated in tangible results - A blue bunny! "A+ Rahul! You've definitely passed now; you only need to perfect it!"[break][break] Hebi would show something similar at first; she looked less confident. A quick couple of steps over to her and Stellar would place a hand on her head. "You got this; I know you do!" Stellar had her own particular process of encouraging others especially when it came to teaching them! She had a lot of things she was lacking in life but being able to break down the barrier between quirk and individual was not one of them. "One more time! With extra confidence!" She'd take a few steps back and watch Hebi finally realize her potential. "You did it!!" Stellar would give a whistle and clap. "You pass as well! Such an amazing name - Scalestorm!"[break][break] She would keep a sharp eye on Julienne as she was worried the girl would get hurt again. What came next genuinely surprised her as she picked herself back up. She would definitely have to tell Ryota about her moxie! Absolutely the type of person who have a blast at Maxima! "Woah, Julienne, be careful!!" She didn't want her to get injured again. She would leap into action, her own quirk, shooting forward and neutralizing any potential projectiles that might hurt Jun. "Julienne you're really a girl of many talents! Once you give me the name of that absolute fire super move, you've passed!"[break][break] Then there was Junsuina. Someone who truly didn't believe they had endless potential. Back in her gang days, Stellar felt the same about her future and what her quirk could do in her eyes was the basic stuff. All it took was some proper coaxing and guidance for Steller to become the person she was today. It was time to pay it forward Taking it down a notch from her usual jubilance, she would try to meet Jun on the same level "Junsuina. You have so much potential. People who have quirks like us learn by feeling and having new experiences. If you strengthen your emotional self that wall you're seeing will disappear." She knew Jun didn't like physical touch but it felt like the right time to try to initiate something. "Jun. If you want to see what you true potential can be with your quirk you just need to take my hands." Stellar's plan was to share her energy with Jun in the most direct way possible and then get Jun to turn her brain off and just create something. Being flooded with emotional energy from another quirk might be the key. That is if Jun was willing to trust her. "That's about all I can teach you all! The last, as I said earlier, is perfection, and you're more than welcome to stick around and keep working on them if you've passed! For everyone else, let's keep going, Plus Ultra!" She really did like that corny phrase. It had guts!

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[Kei Hada]

Kei could feel the coolness in his hands. The subtle weight that pushed down on his palms before it fell off them. A tingling on his skin as his Quirk was put to work. All this signified the fact he was indeed making fog out of nothing. Well, out of water particles really, but it may as well be nothing when they weren't visible to the naked eye.

But that wasn't enough if Gen's words of how he's getting the hang of it was anything to go by. He could imagine the words now. Something about how the slow build up wasn't a move worthy of its "Super" title. More of the stuff needed to be produced, and faster. Maybe even to the same level as his normal rate.

As the sophomore spoke more, Kei opened his eyes again. "Could you please stop- what are you doin'." He was so surprised by the sudden closeness that he delivered his words as a statement instead of a question. Because who was this guy and what did he do to Gen?

None of the belittling was present, and in its place was... encouragement? A confirmation of his knowledge? Did he just say he was doing decent? Why did that buddy sound genuine this time?

Kei was so stunned that he didn't notice that he was still producing the fog. It kept its pace, slowly spreading outward from his feet. But when he looked at his hands it didn't stop. His focus was shaken but the production remained.

How could he perfect it though? Gen was off the mark, assuming that more than his hands were involved in the sensory aspect. The less he knew of his Quirk the better, but it still meant that advice was meaningless. On the other hand, he was right in that he was technically touching the water particles already. That's why the fog was only manifesting from his palms. But what else could he do? His thoughts went to his brother, so confident in his Quirk that he'd shout the words out lou-

Oh. That could work.

Kei breathed deep. Then, with a thrust of his hands downwards, he yelled. "FOG!" Fumes were practically forcing themselves out of his palms, as if the word itself triggered the move's full potential. It spread around them at a pace much faster than before, and in short order-

The fog surrounded them.

𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲,junsuina,Julienne Lémieux,Makitori Hebi,Kurokami Gen,Stellar

[𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲]

Scale after scale, rabbit after rabbit we collided. Predator and prey their roles were etched into our identity from the moment we were born — only for us to do what humans did best and defy our limitations. If quirks were anything, they life's rebellion against a presupposed, defined world. I've never met someone who preferred the comfort of the cage than the peace of the pasture.

Scalestorm. The scales break through the first rabbit — finally something to measure against. But at this point there was more than one, there were multiple that sprouted from the original. The scales continued to break through until they reached their limit. They didn't break, however, they just stopped. And fell to the ground.

"Lapin Lazuli." I tell Stellar as she passes by before returning my attention to my partner. "Once you refine it... Scalestorm will be terrifying." Hebi was someone who understood what it took to succeed, to grow. Even if there were parts of herself that she second-guessed. "We should train more sometime."

There's a limit on improvement. And we're not even close.

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[Kurokami Gen]

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Welcome

To my 『Horrid Reality』

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written for junsuina,𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲,Kurokami Gen,Julienne Lémieux,Kei Hada,Stellar,Makitori Hebi,

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The alleged wielder of All for One let out a whistle as he watched the world surrounding them disappearing in a hazy fog. Gotta give it to the guy, he might be an annoying, spineless, naive idiot, but he definitely had his uses. If anything…[break][break]

STELLA: [break]

“That's about all I can teach you all!”

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Shit, class was ending, which meant that the time he had to indulge Kei’s stupid Super Move was over. If he couldn’t get this idea to work now, then people would get suspicious. “I have to say, Kei, this is…” And like that, the switch had been flipped back to its original state, and with it, Gen’s insidious tone was back. “Pathetic!”[break][break]

"So much potential"—Gen sounded almost offended by all the smoke Kei had blown around him—“and this is what you came up with?” Some people have to scratch and claw for even the tiniest margins, and all the while, guys like him were born with downright Messianic gifts, and it was all going down the drain. A frighteningly powerful Quirk with endless possibilities, but what good was it stuck to this piece of shit? He could’ve been The Guy, at the very least, he could’ve made billions off of this, but instead, all he does is make toys for a bunch of dumb fucking brats. “Talk about a waste of talent.” If Gen had been born with it then… God, it was unfair. What a stupid, stupid motherfucker.[break][break]

“A perfect move for a guy like you, though.” In the haze, Gen’s silhouette pointed straight into Kei’s soul and skull. Right between his eyes. “When given the choice to do anything, you chose the most harmless defense mechanism.” Like a squid discharging its ink or like a skunk releasing its stink. All he could muster was a distraction so he could keep running away. [break][break]

”You know why you’re here? Why you agree to every stupid little thing your friends ask of you?” He paused for a moment, before concluding: “Because you’re scared to death of even slightly inconveniencing anyone around you.”[break][break]

“And look at where that got you.” [break][break]

“You could’ve left the class any time you wanted, could’ve explained your Quirk to Stella in private, and you could’ve asked to switch teams at any point, but you just couldn’t stand up for yourself, could you?And now, because you're such a doormat, you handed me everything I needed to steal your Quirk, all on a silver platter.”[break][break]

“So let me remind you of what your power can really do.”[break][break]

After that rant, the stage had been set. Adrenaline fired on every cylinder. Heart beating like a drum. The air around them grew heavy. Cold. A tension so palpable, it could cut knives. Emotions going haywire. The target was at his most vulnerable, physically and emotionally. Everything was perfect, now he just needed to do it. If he could get this to work, then, maybe there was a chance… no, he needed this to work. Right here. Right now.[break][break]

He thought about everything Stella said, everything she demonstrated, and then he turned it on its head. He didn’t need to increase his output or his range, if anything, he needed to think smaller, more precise. He didn’t need to turn his Quirk in on himself, he needed to turn it inwards on his opponent, specifically, he needed to direct it inside of their skull. [break][break]

Control the mind, and you control the body. Emotions, movements, reactions, even pain, the brain was the one behind all of that. If you control the opponent’s mind, you control their body. That’s how you make something that isn’t there real. [break][break]

There was one drawback, an illusion that precise would require his full attention. He needed to drop any other illusions he was using before applying this one. Even the cosmetic ones, if he used this out in the open, everyone would see him for who and what he was. Luckily for him, Kei had taken care of that problem for him. No one could see what was about to happen next, and no one could stop it.[break][break]

Lastly, he thought about the words Stella parroted around the most. The ones that everyone loved to repeat. Go beyond? Oh no, no, no, no, no, no. None of that. [break][break]

“Let’s see how low we can stoop!”[break][break]

And with every ounce of venom in his system, he spat the name out.[break][break]

“『MINUS ULTRA』”[break][break]

For a moment, Kei saw it, that pale face, hideous face hiding behind the mask, and then:[break][break]

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Time, time, again, you die in vain[break]
Now it’s starting again, the tale is reaching its end[break]
With all your beautiful bodies, twisted, crying, howling, broken[break]

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[Kei Hada]

There was a scream.

Could it even count as one? If the one was nonstop, sure.

It was going so well too. All corners of the room were shrouded in the fog Kei conjured, making it hard to see anything, at least for him. It was an inconvenience, his colleagues would probably complain and he'd have to apologize for suddenly upping the humidity like this but in the moment he was elated.

Because he's- he's doing it. He's actually doing it. It's wholly unnecessary- he didn't need to put this much effort into this move only thought of so as not to waste Stellar's time- but he did so anyway. There's just something about achieving what you once thought was impossible that you forget your struggles for just a moment. No matter how much he wished to stretch that moment however, the struggles came back eventually.

Because Gen came back to his senses.

Kei didn't even have time to register his words as he stopped his fog production in favour of clutching his head, as if that would cease the images and voices that flooded in. He pulled at his hair, dug his nails into his scalp, pounded his fist against the side of his head, but it wasn't- it wasn't working. None of it was working.

And he was still screaming. It was all he could do to endure the things only he was seeing. His only chance at clarity was used to beg for one thing:

"MAKE IT STOP!"

Then, as if his wish was granted, the scream was replaced with a crash followed by silence.

It would take time for the fog to clear. A door would need to be opened to let the clouds dissipate, but once it did-

It would reveal the lone support student lying on the ground, unmoving.

𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲,junsuina,Julienne Lémieux,Makitori Hebi,Kurokami Gen,Stellar

[Julienne Lémieux]

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Hot, her arms felt like they were boiling. It wasn't so much of pain, but extreme discomfort. Sweat tried it's best to well up on her arms, evaporating instantly until... it stopped? She hadn't even noticed the humidity in the room hitting such a huge amount. Where did this fog come from? How did it even get here? The heat from her arms was no longer a concern; this was the kind of situation she dreaded.
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Water condensed on her limbs; in moments Julienne went from hot and dry, to well, hot and wet. Instead of diffusing off of her into the air, the water heated up and clung to every part of her engine it could; There was no way she was going to be able to dry her quirk with wind, if anything, it would make this entire situation worse. She couldn't see Jun, or Stellar, or let alone, any of the other students anymore... but she could hear them.
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That scream. Julienne's blood ran cold, and she froze, eyes going wide. Her heartbeat hastened, pupils dilated. Her immediate reaction was to rush to help, but her legs felt like anchors, her engines sputtered and failed, her body failed. The boys screams filled the air, and then suddenly stopped; wait, that... that was Kei?
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"K-Kei..!?" Her voice called out in a worried tone. She didn't move, however, frozen in fear at the prospect of what just happened in that dark, fog-filled room. Hopefully, someone else was able to check on him... or... or even open a door. Until the fog was gone, Julienne wouldn't move, unless forced by another. Nonetheless, it sounded as though someone was going to end up in the infirmary, and the way her arms were feeling... that wasn't such a bad idea either.
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Talk about a classroom experience... hopefully, this wasn't too traumatizing for the teacher; she couldn't imagine what it would be like if a student got hurt under her watch...

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[attr="class","bmsk"] in blackest night... Dangit, she thought she was out of earshot. She let out a sigh, turning towards Stellar. In a manner, it was almost like another version of conversations she had with Yaoyao. Or maybe even Sadako. But...maybe Stellar had a point. Jun was afraid of her own potential. Heck, there were only three times when she had tapped into the upper echelons of her power, the last being something she did solely because she was pushed into a corner. Her quirk was powerful, and if she didn't have those walls... What Stellar offered was enticing. It was power. And a spike of anxiety shot through her heart at the offer. She had a level of control over what she already had, and this...seeing what could be. Would it change her in any way? Could she change it? More importantly, could she control it? There was no way it could do something drastic in so short a time, right...? She raised a hand, hesitant as one of her rings glowed. Fear was present, because she didn't know what that potential would look like. If she even- The scream caught Jun off guard, and pulling her hand back as she looked towards the source. Fog rolled in all around her, and her anxiety ratcheted up to eleven. "Kei!?" Wired like a spring, she shot forward into the mists as chains formed around her arms and hands. "Gen, you better start making your way towards that back wall!" After their little conversation the other day, Jun was not willing to entertain his tomfoolery. Unfortunately, Jun didn't know where right from left was as visibility was at a net zero, and finding either of them was going to be a struggle. 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲,junsuina,Julienne Lémieux,Makitori Hebi,Kurokami Gen,Stellar,Kei Hada,

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[𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲]

Fog?

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[Makitori Hebi]

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| Makitori Hebi | @winding.snake.nāga
Location: UA's STAR, Tokyo, Japan. | Current Status: In class, dhmu.
Now Playing: Pagan Fury - Stormbringer

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If Stellar's unexpected praise had stunned her, the headpat damn near crashed Hebi's software. Shortly after her cool 'Plus Ultra' moment, Stellar would see/feel her noticeably relax (see: melt) before catching herself a couple seconds later and standing up straight. Perhaps too quickly for subtlety, she broke contact. 'Wow, am I really that touch-starved? I moved out of Hoshino's place like 2 months ago!' Whether through her own continued desire to improve this new technique, or through a re-surfacing urge to seek positive reinforcement where she could get it, she tried Scalestorm again and again. One rabbit, two, four, eight! Past the point where she could even hit them all, let alone break them. The cheering felt good, it was easy to forget what more public heroes got that her preferred path avoided. "Thank you, Stellar-sensei." Once again, she was glad that of all things her voice was easy to keep steady.

Scale after scale collided with rabbit after rabbit. Predator and prey, the roles branded on us from the moment we were born — only for humanity to do what it did best and punish conformation to the labels it assigned. If quirks were anything, were they rebellion or the authority rebelled against? Freedom transcending borders, or just another way to divide us? If two cages lie on either side of a pasture, the harsh definition of the inhuman and the strict pressure of the human, does freedom truly lie in the middle? Or are the fences just invisible until you push against them?

Seems Rahul was happy enough with his own progress to put a name to it, too. Alas, better on the first try than hers. For some reason it felt easier to talk shop with Rahul, like he really got it. He'd accompanied her on today's journey, after all. Been as much of a guide as Stellar had. "For sure, it's helpful to have an option when emitters try to out-range me. Lapin Lazuli has insane defensive and offensive potential, too." She took a pause, breathing heavily. This wasn't the first time she'd been invited to train with someone, but it was the first time it felt like they'd meant it. Hebi nodded 'yes' to the proposition. "Good idea. I could maybe help with some of your more offensive techniques, I'd intended to work on my defenses today." The slightest open smile was visible, before suddenly nothing was.

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tl;dr
- Touch and validation? In this economy? Stellar
- Again and again and again
- Brief interlude, thanks Nuo <3
- Full agreement 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲
- Anticipation Kei Hada Kurokami Gen Julienne Lémieux junsuina