[Jouma Joukou]

If there was one thing Jouma liked more than weightlifting, it was style. It was evening in Shinjuku, and he wanted to take the time to get a few new shirts for the coming winter. Mostly because, in testing the fit of a throwaway shirt, he accidentally ripped it just by flexing.

He'd be in thought as he walked down the crowded streets, trying to decide where to go. His jeans and boots were comfortable enough, but he couldn't help but be a little cold wearing nothing more than a vest. Sure, he was exposing his chest and abs to the world as a whole, but Jouma couldn't help but be blessed by God. It was not just a crime to without his body, but a sin. It wasn't like anyone was going to confront him on it, either, so everyone else must have agreed!

Hemogoblin

[Hemogoblin]

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ALL THE KING'S HORSES AND ALL THE KING'S MEN [break]
COULDN'T PUT THIS BROKEN MESS BACK TOGETHER AGAIN

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The night was cold and dark and despite the fact that Eloise could vaguely feel the sun's rays on her hinting that it wasn't quite there yet the feeling stayed. Something was amiss. From where she was hiding between a dumpster and a trashcan her blind eyes scanned the crowd. A knight's intuition never let them astray and Eloise had felt shivers running through her all day. Muffling a sneeze and wiping at her runny nose her eyes narrowed into suspicious slits before opening widely once more as the light of realization and confirmation fell upon them. There!

An ogre! Just walking the streets in broad daylight. What had the kingdom's safety come to that such a thing could happen? She could even see the silhouettes of people near him. That was alarming, apathy had set in! When sights such as this became commonplace enough that the masses did not even bother to flee the situation was truly dire. Moreso taking a closer look Hemogoblin spotted something even more concerning. With the crowd of quirked civilians near him and barely enough places she couldn't see that'd be big enough to hold a person between them it could only mean one thing. The quirkless peasants had all hidden away, cowering before the terrifying creature of the night. Even when it wasn't night yet. The Knight of Blood could not stand by and let such evil reign soup rhyme!

"Halt!" Hemogoblin shouted as she jumped upright and stepped out of the alley, an accusing finger pointed right at Jouma's face from mere inches away. "Face me in righteous single combat or begone!"

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[Jouma Joukou]

There was a store at the end of the block Jouma was going to check out. He thought he remembered seeing in a magazine that was on this one soap opera that a student had on in the common room had some good styles, and he was almost there when some gremlin in dirty armor and pale skin come out and challenge him to mortal kombat. He couldn't help but scoff, brushing her hand away as he leaned in. "You are quite feisty! You have the approximation of a young knight, but are sorely out of place in such a society as this!" He smirked, flexing his arms. "However, if Hercules himself was to be reincarnated into one of us, I'm afraid it'd be me. You can seek out your fruitless labors elsewhere."

He would make an attempt to walk by her, clearly not taking the threat of the woman seriously enough. "However, if you wish this combat to be a fashion challenge, then I graciously accept! But we will need to find an impartial third party to be judge over this contest of designs!"

Hemogoblin