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it’s not everyday people talk to me. that’s been changing a bit since they put me ‘in charge’ of shinjuku. i won’t lie… i don’t really understand what that means. all the fast food joints keep kicking me out for taking the yams tax (it’s what yamaguchi called taking fries from someone else’s plate). and the cops are still trying to arrest me? even more now.

but today’s like this are nice. a group of six, burly men surround me and invite into an alleyway. i mean, they’re really insistent! it’s almost like they’re trying to push me around but with soft gentle nudges or something. guess they really want me to hang out…

that’s nice.

“This is the stump.” they have a little table propped up by a cinder block. seems very makeshift, avant-garde even. their resourcefulness reminds me of better times. “We’re going to arm wrestle and see who’s the strongest.”

“oh that’s fun.”

“You’re first.”

“yeah sounds great, honestly.” no one’s ever wanted to play games with me. i guess this is what it’s like to be important? sucks that you have to matter for people to pay attention to it. kinda takes the wind out my sails a bit.

hands up. guy’s got a fish grip. kinda strange. everyone behind him seems to be cackling but i can tell that his vibe is shot.

“hey dude you okay?”

“THREE... TWO… ONE…”

“Guys, I don’t think we should—”

“i can’t hear you? what’d you sa—”

“GO!”

i slam his down so quickly it accidentally rips off the joint. everyone’s jaw drops. mine included.

“dude i’m so sorry…”

he’s screaming in pain. makes sense. everyone else looks really mad though… i offer the guy his arm back but he doesn’t want it.

too much is happening rn. too much…

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Ahhh, what a wonderful day to be alive! The birds are singing, the sun is shining, there's people hanging out in that alley. Wait a minute, did he hear something about arm wrestling? And he wasn't invited?! This will not stand! Unfortunately, with a small case of deja vu, he started down the alleyway, only for there to be shouts and screams. Did someone win their bout? It wasn't until a small hole was made that he spotted some spindle-y looking guy, arm in hand.

And that was when Jouma's jimmies were rustled.

"You buffoons!" He shouted, pointing at the posse. "How dare you taint the wonderful sport of arm wrestling by picking on someone weaker than you! Look, you've even rigged it as a practical joke! Do you know that awfulness that could do to someone of his stature, thinking he is now the strongest in all the world only to be defeated by an actual opponent?! Shame on you! Now is the time to build up this little brother, and make him as manly as possible! What is wrong with you all?"

Jouma would begin to step forward, forcing his way through the panicking men and offering a slight bow to Rem. "I sincerely apologize for these fools. They in no way represent me. What is your name, that I might remember it?"

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oh, thank god. it’s just a prank! i actually thought i ripped someone’s arms off and that they were all mad at me. if it weren’t for this tall, handsome man clearing the air i could have gotten into so much more trouble.

“um legally i dont have a name but someone named me haku when i was seventeen but they died recently so it kind of hurts to hear that so i started going by rem and prefer that a lot right now but maybe i’ll feel differently in a few days or something and you can call me either. but like yeah i think rem is good.” it’d prolly be nice to ask him his, too. “were you born with a name?”

the men don’t seem to care about the misunderstanding at all. we’re in the middle of a very nice conversation and they’re just mad that their prank was ruined, so they’re starting to rev up their fryers to cook us like italian sausages.

“Let’s get these a$$holes.”

man, now they’re ganging up on this guy, too? i wish i were stronger so i could actually help him out… but i might just get in the way apparently. should i not punch back? oh wait that’s a knife what the heck that could really kill someone!

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Jouma lets out a laugh, clapping his new compatriot on the shoulder. "Both are fine names! But I'll call you Rem since you like that more!" He gives a smile that almost sparkles as well as a thumbs up. "You may call me Jouma! You seem like an earnest man, one who's word is his bond! If these fine gentlemen don't mind me joining-"

The dissent and aggressive nature of the gang around them cause him to pause, and he starts to look around. "Well, now, it looks like our compatriots are not the friendly sort! Well, Rem, this is unorthodox for us to bond in such a way, but these people are not true men, willing to beat and backstab anyone who calls them out on their impropriety! It seems like we must teach them a lesson!" He gives Rem a confident thumbs up, preparing himself. "Now then, ne'er-do-wells, you will face the wrath of Rem, and be punished by THE DEVIL!" With full confidence that his new best friend would back him up he'd throw a punch at the nearest guy that was advancing on them, ready for a scrap.

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wow what a nice guy. normally people don’t like it when i speak let alone let me speak for that long without interrupting me. i know everyone else was mad too, you could see the smoke coming out of their ears — if they weren’t so shocked at what was happening, befuddled even, then they might have started swinging a bit earlier. still, it’s not like they were stunned forever, as they recollected themselves and were soon to be punished ne’er-do-wells by the likes of rem and THE DEVIL.

oh wait that’s me. aw, man. i wanted to be called the devil… that’s so cool… wait, no. this is awesome because now i get to be friends with someone called the devil? today went from bad to worse to amazing in only a few moments!

“it looked like he has you covered…” jouma punches someone in the face. i turn. the same happens happens to me. “ok, ow.” but the man real’s back in more pain than i am. actually, i’m not even in pain it just used to hurt when i was punched in the face more often. a bit less now. and for this guy specifically? not at all! huh, neat.

anyway, it’s my turn. but i just ripped someone’s arm off so… i’m trying to keep things light even if they are gonna hurt us real bad if i don’t. i just shove the man away and he flys into a dumpster, denting it. fortunately, there are trash bags on the inside that can act as a landing.

“uh, sorry. are you okay?” it doesn’t stop his friends just yet. well, probably because they’re all focused on jouma but he’s the strongest one here, so he’ll be fine, right? you know what he needs? encouragement, that’ll definitely help him! “let’s go the devil! slap him with your devil tail!!”

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Things were going well. At least, so Jouma told himself. That first guy went down hard, no doubt with a broken nose, but three more took his place. One of them landed a pretty hard kick against his belly, and while his abs absorbed most of the blow he still felt it. One of the others also managed to land a blow on his jaw, which would smart later, but the third's punch would be caught by Jouma. A smile crossed his face. "I have you fiends right where I want you!" Grabbing the man by the arm, he swings with all his might. All three would be knocked right off their feet, one a little worse for wear as Jouma accidentally dislocated his elbow. Still, the fight was on and Rem had done well for himself as well! Turning around, he shrugs. "Sadly, I was born without a tail. Though I could probably make one with my quirk! Think you could handle those two over there?" Jouma pointed at a pair of goons that were slowly building up courage, advancing on the pair.

🆁🅴🅼,

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man, this guy was so friggin’ cool. he was taking out these bozos like the clowns they were, with a confidence i could never dream of! gosh and the way he was holding back, too… he took a few punches to the jaw just to prove how tough he was. and, yeah, i might have been wrong about him having a devil tale but apparently his quirk could make one? okay, okay… i have a plan…

“if i take those two guys out will you show me your quirk?” i didn’t wait for a reply. it assumed it was a yes because i wanted to see it so the concept of no didn’t cross my mind — who wouldn’t want to show off their cool, if fake, devil tail?

“c’mon! right in the kissa!” i’m offering my jaw so the two men could swing but they’re hesitant. maybe they think it’s a trap? but it’s not though… i’m just copying my new friend but it hits me… DUH!! he wasn’t getting punched in the face he was beating the man’s fists! well, these two god their gusto and as their fists head toward me i swing right back into them and

crack.

two hands! broken at once! they whimpered off but not before i grabbed one and slammed him into the other as they collapsed onto the ground. i stood proud ready to reap the benefits of my sewn rewards…? did i mess that up.

“we did it!” is it time though… “can i see your quirk now…?”

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While Jouma wasn't showing it, he was hurting. A bruise was beginning to form on his jaw, but he was in no way going to show weakness! Not in front of his new best friend! And said new friend was just as willing to show off how tough he was as well! Which was a lot...how did he break their bones like that? Was his jaw made of titanium? Questions for later, or another time. There was always time for making new friends!

With the gang taken care of, and Rem asking his question, Jouma rubbed his chin and looked around. "I would be more than happy to share my quirk with you! Let me see, though..." He walked over to a chain link fence in the back of the alleyway, placing his hand on it. Parts of the fence began to dissolve, forming red energy around him. With a little bit of focus he formed a tail coming out of his back and a pair of horns on his head...though after a moment or two they fell off. Jouma laughed, reaching down to pick them up. "Forming wear of any kind is always difficult! But this is what I can do! Though it is better for me to make basic weapons for which to fight with." he beamed, looking over at Rem. "What are you capable of doing?"

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whoa.

so he can turn fences into stuff… that’s crazy. imagine all of the dumpsters i’d have access to if i could turn a fence into bad@$$ horns and a devil tail? i’d be eating gourmet for weeks at a time! unfortunately they fell off after a bit. almost like how an animal does in i think it was winter or something when there’s less resources… was it a moose that did that? somethin did.

“oh weapons are super cool, too. all i have is this broken bat.” i show it with pride only for the phone to ring. except i dont have a phone? one of their phones fell out and was screaming to be picked up! okay, okay, lil guy i gotchu. “hello?”

“THE FRIDGE.”

“huh?”

“YOU LEFT THE REFRIGERATOR RUNNING—”

“where’d the D go…” OOF. a sprinting fridge with muscle arms and legs came buy and tackled me. like a bug against a windshield i SPLAT and get dragged off with it. wonder if ii’ll see my friend again… i think so!

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[Jinx]

☆ MISSION SUCCESS ☆

Well, you better go catch it!
Great thread you two!

+ 7,500 EXP!!

Rem: 7,500 // 15,000
Jouma: 7,500 // 15,000

tag: 🆁🅴🅼,Jouma Joukou