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Normally Ylva would never seek out Andy for anything. In fact, if she wasn't obligated to work with her due to the terms of her enrollment, she would have moved out of their dorm entirely already. Well, Misaki helped, but she wasn't that important at least not as much as Ylva's dislike of Andy. Even still, she would never be caught dead saying this, she could at least respect her performance in the Sports Festival. She was still a dumbass for throwing away her armor, knowing that Ylva was nearly as strong as her...she was stronger, but whatever. She'd make a good target.[break][break]

Sitting on a bench on the training field, she waited for the big geek to show up. She was supposed to be training a Super Move as well, but it would probably be just more armor. Super lame, but at least she could beat on Andy more if she managed to pull off something worth it.[break][break]



Even if she doubted it.[break][break]

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[Masao Ando]

Weird things had been happening lately.

On one hand, she had been getting a sudden surge of inspiration in her craft and was finally finalizing the plans to complete Rosaria and the Crimson Lightning. She even made a katana for Enma. She was moving at a pace so fast she could hardly recognize herself and she didn't feel exhausted. In fact, no part of her wanted to slow down the pace she was moving at. On the other hand, her quirk had been acting strange. Ever since her fight with Ylva in the arena. She didn't just lose her pride that day, she disappointed Michael and Kei, but she lost a critical connection to her quirk too.

Was she getting sick? Fake Divine responded to her state of well-being, but when she went to get checked out by her doctor they found that nothing was wrong with her. It was a mystery that had haunted her every waking moment. Try to use her armor? It either partially manifested, or didn't respond at all. One time, it even manifested away from her body, like a gauntlet falling to the ground five feet ahead of her. Something it had never done...

In the past, disdain was what fueled her. To prove her doubters wrong she donned the armor. Her family, Ylva, anyone who made fun of her. Now... All she could think about was Enma Arashi, and it was throwing her quirk out of balance. She needed to find a way to stabilize.

And what better way than volunteering to be a target dummy for her biggest rival?

''I see you've showed up early, Riis-san.'' Where she had once spoken to Ylva with a cold indifference, there was an underlying tone of mutual respect to the way she addressed her ever since the Sports Festival. ''Shall we get to it?'' She closed her eyes and searched for the trigger that would help her activate her armor. This was it, the moment of truth.

In a flash, Masao managed to don her armor as usual. She tried not to show it, but she was relieved that her quirk didn't mess up in front of Ylva. She would have given her shit for that for the rest of the year.

''I do not know what your plans are, and I know you prefer action over words so, do what you must.'' She held her arms out, ready to get blasted by whatever Ylva had in store for her.

Ylva Riis

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The familiar heavy footsteps of the overgrown redwood that was known as Masao Andy near caused Ylva to get up and leave. Before the Sports Festival, that's exactly what she would have done, but just because she understood Masao a little better did not mean they were buddies or even close to it. [break][break]

Clicking her phone off, she stood up. "Wrong as usual, Andy." She sure as hell wasn't friendly but her tone was more neutral rather than the usual spiteful or hateful tone Masao was used to. She'd then make her way towards the center of the field. "For the training, I'm glad you can use your quirk. Thought your issues with that boy you're obsessed with will get in the way." Misaki was great at keeping Ylva up to date with details of others' lives, even if she didn't ask. "I won't start acting until I can get some practice in. Collecting and manifesting energy." She would stand still in the middle of the field and holding out her palm would see what she could do at her current level. [break][break]

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[Masao Ando]

She smirked when Ylva told her she was wrong, and still called her Andy to make it worse. ''You must forgive me, Riis-san, I don't make a habit out of committing your deplorable behavior to memory.'' Rather than completely spiteful, her comment this time was more meant as a jab back at her roommate. What Ylva said next caught her completely by surprise. ''I-I... I haven't the faintest what you are insinuating. Nothing is getting in my way.'' Despite her trying to save it, the red hot embarrassment on her face said it all. How could Ylva know? They saw each other less and less after the Sports Festival and she thought that no one...

Oh, Misaki.

Clearing her throat she tried to clear her mind of Enma. ''Well, suit yourself.'' She straightened her back and turned a bit away from Ylva. ''Then I will do the same.'' Not that her own power was anywhere near as versatile as Ylva's, so what could she possibly expand on? Well, all she could do was follow that feeling, that new, unknown strangeness her quirk sent through her body when she used it. Commit to the feeling and see where it lead.

When your quirk is just manifesting shining armor and nothing else, the sensation of manifesting it and wearing it becomes an automatic part of daily life, as much as putting on shoes and not consciously registering the feeling of walking around in footwear. That was exactly why she had noticed something was off. For the first time in years, since the very genesis of her power manifesting something had changed. Closing her eyes and reaching a hand out to nothing Masao focused on that feeling, following it, chasing it inside her. The flash of light that normally only appeared for a moment when she first put on her armor appeared again, this time manifesting as a glow on her fingertips, stretching back to cover her entire hand. Opening her eyes, Masao stared at it with a mixture of awe and confusion.

Ylva Riis

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Masao's red face confirmed that Ylva needed to know Misaki was telling the truth. Personally, she wasn't interested in discussing further as she didn't particularly care for romance and even more so Masao's romance. "If you say so." She'd roll her eyes slightly and then continue "Doesn't matter as long as you can focus. Otherwise, I'll just call Misaki." She was perfectly fine with working with Misaki if Andy wasn't up to it but her attempts at creating something new said otherwise. Ylva would watch intently as Masao managed to create a spark of something.[break][break]

"That's it, huh? Light." She nearly scoffed at the idea that Masao was someone who could/would compete with her. It did, however, give Ylva an idea. All this time with her quirk she had defaulted to forcing it. She forced her energy out and then forced it to snap freeze her target. It was effective sure, but it made her a bit of a sitting duck - it was something she needed to change. So, instead of forcing the energy out, she focused on her palm, taking deep rhythmic breaths and waiting for something. [break][break]



The something would manifest shortly after small wisps of blue energy coming out of her palm and floating into the air. As she focused more, the energy would respond and produce more. Slowly she would close her palm and relax her focus which caused the energy to disappear as quickly as it came. "That'll work. Try to keep up." [break][break]

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[Masao Ando]

The nerves on this woman. This was what made her such a nightmare roommate. Every detail about her life, everything would eventually be turned into a weapon she could poke and prod her with. ''I can focus.'' She huffed, making it clear that she wouldn't need to call Misaki at all. ''What do you mean that's it?'' She furrowed her brow at Ylva. ''It's different, it is something new. Besides, this is just the beginning, I have yet to explore the full extend of what this light even is.'' She was waving her light hand around at this point. ''Are you suggesting you're hiding something better? Let me guess, the ice quirk produces more ice?'' She shrugged. Shocker, it would leave the entire school speechless!

While the light still lingered on her hand she put her hands on her hips and waited for Ylva's demonstration. If her rival was so amazing she better have the talent to back it up and not just run her mouth as she usually loved to do. To her surprise, Ylva actually pulled off something interesting. She watched the blue wisps closely as they floated into the air. ''What's that, fire?'' She looked back down at her own hand, then over at Ylva. ''Very well, but just for your information, sheer numbers does not always indicate a superior technique-'' Suddenly the light pulsated violently and shot down into the ground, creating a circle of light around her that moved with her when she walked. As Ylva was just on the border of that circle, her quirk reacted, her armor blinking rapidly as another suit of armor manifested around Ylva, fitted to her size and everything. Or, rather than a whole armor it was just a gauntlet, but it was a start. ''Not the most efficient offensive attack I'd wager.'' She said it with a self-aware smirk as she took a deep breath. This light thing was really taking a toll on her stamina. ''So what's next?''

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"Something new isn't always better. If your quirk does one thing and it deviates too far from that one thing you're going to be out of your depth. They need to teach you better in the Support Courses." Her gaze didn't leave her own energy as she tried to manipulate it from her standing position subtly. Moving her hands didn't change the flow and neither did focusing as much as she could. "If I were hiding something, I wouldn't have invited you out here, and I definitely wouldn't consider inviting Misaki. If she can't keep quiet about your boyfriend, I won't trust her with anything discreet." Ylva didn't have many secrets but she still didn't want people going around talking about her business.[break][break]

"Your chatting is not helping me figure out wh-" The light enveloping Ylva made her frown. Either this was done on purpose to ruin her attempts at something or Andy was just that bad at this like everything else. The armor decorated with a winter theme and a mix of black, blue and white accents. The sudden sensation did change the energy Ylva was producing. Whether it was irritation from Andy or just surprise the blue wisps grew more vibrant and changed to a bright red-orange with a sudden wave of heat sweeping over the field. [break][break]


Ylva's eyes narrowed; it was true that from what she'd read that her quirk was basically an advanced form of atmospheric freezing. Yet production of heat wasn't something she was ever able to do. Much to her irritation she would need Andy around to master this and from the armor she wore, it would seem that she needed Ylva too. "What do you think? Practice, Andy."[break][break]

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[Masao Ando]

''All the more reason to train, or are you suggesting that there may come a day where your quirk evolves out of your control? New additions to your power is to be explored, not met with needless skepticism.'' And whatever was happening to her right now was... Odd. This warm, pulsating light that came from her armor, it had always been a feature of her quirk, but usually when she transformed it only lasted an instant, hardly enough time for her to analyze the sensation. Much like Ylva, she was too distracted to actually look at her while they were having this conversation. Right up until Ylva mentioned Enma.

''..He's not my boyfriend! He-...'' She hesitated, trying to find the words. ''He's a swordsman, I make swords. It's a... Mutually beneficial partnership.'' She flushed. The old her wouldn't have gotten so wrapped up in such a little comment, but she cared about Enma, more than she had ever cared about another person. ''Nevertheless,'' she cleared her throat. ''I'm not surprised that you would be afraid to talk to Misaki. You still have that misanthropic streak in you after all. I know you want to become a hero your way, but your way isn't going to make things easier.'' The light from the ground slowly began to dim and fade and so would the bit of armor that had manifested on Ylva. Unlike her quirk when she used it normally, it appeared that supermoves were not as sustainable.

She looked on inquisitively as Ylva's blue wisps started to change shade. How odd, her roommate's quirk usually didn't do that either. What was even weirder, was that she still felt the heat from her armor's light even though it had faded... No, this wasn't her armor, this heat was a lot more strong, uncomfortably so. Looking at the red-orange wisps she put two and two together. Ylva was creating heat. ''That's new for you, is it not?'' How was that possible? She didn't know the exact intricacies of Ylva's quirk, but for an ice type emitter to turn around and emit heat? It seemed impossible without being labeled a dual type user.

For once, even though it was tempting to taunt her roommate, and past her might have done that, but this time she actually didn't want to. ''I think it's impressive. At a glance, I might even be tempted to think that's a new quirk entirely. You could throw off your opponents easily with a move like that.'' Not that she had time to stand there and get into hypotheticals and theories. She had her own power to think about. Mimicking what she had done before, the light appeared once more, shooting into the ground faster this time and once Ylva was within the circle it manifested a gauntlet on her hand again. ''Does that harm you in any way? What did you feel just now?'' As much as she hated it, she couldn't really determine the nature of her new supermove without asking Ylva, the very subject it was being used on.

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"For someone who 'detests' recklessness, you're taking an awfully casual approach to this, Andy." There wasn't any malice in her voice, she was making conversation...wait why was she making conversation? It was true that Ando was a little less annoying lately, but big emphasis on "a little". Still, they were here for a mutually beneficial goal, and whether they liked each other or not (it was not), they had something more important to deal with. "I don't care. Misaki just warned me it might get in the way of training." She was still focused on her energy output "No, I trust Misaki with a lot of things. Talking about my personal life is not one of them. Seems like the Sports Festival didn't change anything about how naive you are." She'd frown again momentarily looking down at the armor Masao had summoned for her. "Now get this off of me." It wasn't out of disdain or disgust she was more interested in seeing if the trigger for this really had to do with her emotional state or if Andy's interference was messing with her quirk.[break][break]

The heat was definitely a surprise, and once the armor faded, Ylva would find her energy slowing shift back to its normal blue. "It is." She was still working out the details of how but Andy's genuine compliment without any unnecessary prattle did catch her off guard, which in turn pushed the energy slightly back towards the red/orange color. Huh. "Really? The one time you don't have some sort of lecture? Full of surprises today." Ylva would close her hands and take another deep breath letting the energy fade. She would observe Andy's new technique and make a note of the circle it formed, taking a step inside and donning armor once more and then stepping outside and watching her armor peel off. "Seems effective enough. It doesn't hurt; it's the opposite." She did feel reinforced when she stepped inside the circle.[break][break]



"I'm going again. This time full output." Ylva would open her palms towards the sky, and energy would once again flow into the air, this time she thought of exactly what she was feeling the moment Andy put that armor on her, and right on cue, the energy turned red/orange, except this time, the heat output was nearly doubled. Now, all she needed was a spark.[break][break]

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[Masao Ando]

''I don't know what you are trying to insinuate. The two are not even remotely similar. Even if they were, perhaps I am turning over a new leaf?'' Or maybe she had just been so successful at convincing herself that she had become blind to the realities of the situation. Whatever, she knew she had said a lot of foolish things during their Sports Festival match and as much as she hated to admit that her own path was flawed, she also knew she would never grow if she didn't try to improve more actively. ''Well, then you can tell Misaki that her fears were unwarranted. My quirk is working the same way it always does, is it not?'' She looked over at Ylva, trying her best to reassure her roommate that no really, she did have everything under control. ''I am not naive.'' Not that she was going to push that point. She came here to train, not to argue. ''Fine.'' She closed her eyes and focused on turning off her armor like normal, and it did.

But the circle of light didn't disappear and what's more, the armor that replaced Masao's regular armor was slightly different. She blinked her eyes, looking down at herself before looking over at Ylva. ''Um...'' Yup, the gauntlet was still there. ''A fluke, perhaps. These things are expected when quirks develop.'' She closed her eyes and tried to turn her quirk off again. Nothing. One more time. Nothing. When Ylva stepped away, the gauntlet would disappear once she left the circle of light around Masao. However, the moment she stepped back towards and got back into the circle, a full suit of armor appeared over Ylva to protect her from a danger that wasn't there. Masao cleared her throat awkwardly. ''Well, as much as I would love nothing more than to lecture you, the fact of the matter is that you are far more experienced with an emitter type quirk, and I a transformation type...'' This was awkward. She had no clue how to turn off this light circle and it was becoming increasingly apparent.

She gave Ylva a silent thumbs up as she watched, and while she observed her roommate increasing her quirk output, she pondered over how she could control this new application of her quirk. The one question she kept coming back to was what had changed recently? The light had always been a part of her quirk, but never persistent like this. Was it her loss during Sports Fest? She couldn't rule it out, but it didn't make any sense either. Sure, Ylva roughed her up pretty good in that arena, but she didn't feel anything out of the ordinary when it came to her quirk. However, shortly after the match, after meeting Enma, she could no longer summon her armor on command.

She shielded her eyes a bit as she felt her armor heat up slowly from the sheer output of the red/orange wisps. ''It is certainly a lot more powerful this time around. Have you identified the secret behind your new move?'' She looked over at Ylva. They weren't friends, she wouldn't call them acquaintances either, but they were roommates. Neighbors. And whether she liked it or not Ylva had proven she was here to stay, that she wasn't going to get kicked out of UA the same way she had Shiketsu. Maybe that was what compelled her to share another secret. ''The secret to the Ando armor. Did I ever tell you what it is? It's spite.'' She looked down at her armored hands. ''My father who also has this power, the first Paragon, he taught me to turn my hate into fuel. That means our... Fighting, became a source of power for me.'' She didn't care whether Ylva thought she talked a lot, she felt this was all necessary information. ''However, if I lean into that now, if I tune into my spite...'' She took a deep breath and shockingly, deactivated the armor, not just her own but Ylva's too. ''Then my quirk... Does not activate...'' She sounded a bit dumbfounded, but quickly tried to save face.

''Riis-san. I don't care about your path or my path. We both want to seek something greater, and if I cannot achieve it, then you will.'' Her tone and piercing gaze got oddly serious. ''Turn your new attack on me.'' She glanced up at the orange/red heat. ''If I do not take any damage, then we will know it is subpar and requires more practice.'' Normally she wouldn't be this reckless, but her quirk was literally built to tank, and she was more durable than any training dummy Ylva could point her new attack at. What had first made the light manifest it wasn't the spite that used to power her quirk.

The light manifested from love.

Thinking about Enma Arashi, Masao put some distance between her and Ylva to avoid putting her in the light circle. As the light appeared on Masao's body, it took the shape of a glowing heart on her chest, synchronizing with her own heartbeat as it beat, once, twice, and on the third beat the armor manifested and the light circle below it. ''Whenever you are ready. Show me the progress you have made.''

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"You can tell her yourself. I didn't ask her anything she told me." It happened a lot with these two. Ylva didn't really seek them out for anything, but she had slowly become used to them. Especially after the Sports Festival, she had become just a little bit easier to agree to things like girls' night. Normally, this would be where she would put Andy down for claiming she's not naive, but ultimately, she held her tongue. Certainly, Andy would do something even more stupid that would warrant some commentary. That is pretty much guaranteed. [break][break]

She would stare blankly at Masao as she watched her struggle to deactivate her quirk. Silently looking at her, unlike her usual looking through her, she waited for the giant geek to make some excuse. "Uh-huh." For the moment, she would steer clear of Masao's quirk. If she wanted to get herself hurt, that was on her, and Ylva wanted no part of it.[break][break]



As Masao began to yap, instead of shutting her down, Ylva would listen. She couldn't deny that she was curious as to what kind of motivation would cause Masao to act like she did during their match. She acted more recklessly than Ylva had ever been and if throwing her armor away was intentional then there had to be a real motivation. After listening, she stayed silent for a minute, thinking about how to answer as she didn't want to ridicule Masao. Heck, she didn't even want to insult her as she could understand family pressure...this prompted her to take out her phone for a moment and check the call log. Still nothing from her mom or dad.[break][break]

"It's energy. Not ice." She was clearly talking about her quirk, and perhaps it was Masao's vulnerability rubbing off on her, but she hadn't shared this information willingly with anyone until now. She didn't feel like sharing more or anything about her thought process as, in her eyes, Masao had learned enough, but perhaps that was enough...[break][break]

Like a true spark, the energy flared to life as a billowing flame; the force of the heat, while not enough to burn either of them, made the fall feel like summer as the hair was blown back. She held herself perfectly still, unwilling to disrupt the flow of energy, and once she realized it had stabilized, she took a step back, and the result was that the flames grew smaller. She may have been able to access the other part of the energy spectrum, but it looked like the rules of her quirk still applied; moving too much caused the flames to weaken. [break][break]

As much as it was a dream to fight Andy again she didn't feel like she was into it that was until she implied that anything she created was subpar. "Subpar? Me?" She would take a few steps back and face Andy, her expression focusing to a point, "Don't blame me for what happens next." Making a fist and cocking her arm back the red/orange energy would flow out slowly and first and then shoot out forcefully like a jet turbine. Ylva took heavy steps forward and then thrust her fist toward Masao, fire shooting off like a hose in her direction as Ylva planted her feet. As long as she didn't move she could keep this going. Masao Ando was going to find out exactly why she was going to be number 1. Not just for her parents but for her.[break][break]

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[Masao Ando]

Energy? That was a revelation to her. To the untrained eye anyone would probably assume Ylva's quirk was just ice and that was it, but there was another layer to it all along? She wanted to ask additional questions, but refrained and instead respected what information Ylva had been willing to share with her. The two weren't exactly close, but they had exchanged a couple of quirk secrets with each other now. Besides, if she got too used or too in-depth about insider knowledge like that, it wouldn't feel as satisfying when she finally beat Ylva in a one on one match. She wanted to win because of herself, not because she had secret information about her opponent.

For the moment, while she sustained her armor she watched Ylva experiment with the wild heat attack she was doing. It all suddenly made more sense, it wasn't ice, it was energy. Ylva was probably reverse-engineering her quirk to get it to do what it was doing right now. ''If you do not want it to turn out that way, use your power on me.'' She insisted, wanting her rival to be nothing short of the best that she could be. Was she going to regret this later? Possibly, most likely in the short term, but in the long term this was all to help Ylva on her way.

''Blame you?'' Her head and face was sealed away behind a helmet too that slightly changed the sound of her voice. ''I expect to be able to praise you. Show me a result worthy of your power, Riis-san.'' She braced herself, taking deep breaths as she waited for the impact. All she could do was wait and let her quirk tank the brunt of it. Planting her feet in the ground, Masao felt her whole body shake as she was engulfed by Ylva's attack, gritting her teeth as she focused on keeping her balance and sustaining her armor. For the first half of the attack, she was actually fine. Her armor in this superpowered state far exceeded her own quirk limits, further solidifying its status as an ultimate move. Unfortunately for her though, she had been using it quite a lot today already, and she could feel her powers fading rapidly. Losing her footing, she was eventually sent flying backwards across the training field, her armor fading as she rolled painfully across the ground, the burn marks on her skin from Ylva's attack flaring up even more from the impact. Panting, she got back up to her feet and started walking towards Ylva. ''That's... What I was hoping for. Hone it, Riis-san...'' She smiled, but only for a second before she fell onto her back, passing out from quirk overuse.

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The resulting flames even impressed Ylva. She would lean into it further, putting more and more energy into it. If Andy had said she could handle it, then Ylva would have no desire to hold back. She wanted to test the upper limit of this new ability and set her quirk to full blast.[break][break]

The crackling flame and sound of creaking armor echoed through the grounds until, predictably, Andy couldn't handle anymore. Unwilling to kill her roommate she snuffed out the flames as Andy went down. With a heavy sigh she'd walk over and picked her up to bring her to the nurse, no way she was getting blamed for this. "That's the plan you moron."[break][break]



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[newclass=".punkianger .line1"]position: absolute; width: 600px; height: 1px; background: #fff; transform: rotate(15deg); top: 105px; left: -30px; mix-blend-mode: overlay;[/newclass]

[newclass=".punkianger .line2"]position: absolute; width: 600px; height: 1px; background: #fff; transform: rotate(-75deg); top: 50px; left: -150px; mix-blend-mode: overlay;[/newclass]

[newclass=".punkianger .wordcount"]position: absolute; background: rgba(0,0,0,0.5); bottom: 100px; left: 40px; color: #fff; font-family: 'Open Sans'; font-size: 9px; line-height: 9px; padding: 6px 8px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2px;[/newclass]

[newclass=".punkianger .lyric1"]position: absolute; bottom: 80px; left: 43px; filter: drop-shadow(0 0 2px rgba(0,0,0,0.4)); color: #fff; font-family: 'Open Sans'; font-size: 11px; line-height: 11px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2px; font-weight: bold;[/newclass]

[newclass=".punkianger .lyric2"]position: absolute; bottom: 40px; left: 40px; filter: drop-shadow(0 0 2px rgba(0,0,0,0.4)); font-family: 'Oswald'; color: #fff; font-size: 40px; line-height: 40px; text-transform: uppercase; font-weight: 300; word-spacing: -8px;[/newclass]

[newclass=".punkianger .lyric2 b"]font-weight: 600; mix-blend-mode: overlay; position: absolute; white-space: nowrap;[/newclass]

[newclass=".punkianger .tagline"]float: left; margin-top: -6px; margin-left: -40px; margin-right: 10px; background: #3e3e3e; font-family: 'Open Sans'; color: #fff; font-size: 10px; line-height: 10px; padding: 9px 11px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2px;[/newclass]

[newclass=".punkianger .tagline a"]font: inherit; text-decoration: none; filter: brightness(120%); font-weight: bold; transition: all 0.3s ease;[/newclass]

[newclass=".punkianger .tagline a:hover"]color: #fff;[/newclass]

[newclass=".punkianger .bulk"]padding: 30px 40px; font-family: 'Open Sans'; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; color: rgba(0,0,0,0.5); text-align: justify;[/newclass]

[newclass=".punkianger .bulk i"]font-weight: bold;[/newclass]

[newclass=".punkianger .ooc-notes"]padding: 6px 40px; background: #fff; min-height: 12px; font-family: 'Open Sans'; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify; color: rgba(0,0,0,0.6);[/newclass]

[newclass=".punkiangercredit"]width: 500px; margin: auto; text-align: right; font-family: 'Oswald'; font-size: 11px; line-height: 20px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 1px;[/newclass]

[newclass=".punkiangercredit a"]font: inherit;[/newclass]

[Jinx]

☆ MISSION SUCCESS ☆

Woo! Now Ylva and Masao can forge things together!
Great thread you two!

+ 7,500 EXP!!

Masao: 3,000 // 8,000 <August cap>
Ylva: 23,000 // 30,500

tag: Ylva Riis,Masao Ando