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Post by takamiya on Jun 28, 2023 3:57:31 GMT
[attr="class","Masquerade"] [attr="class","MasqueradeTags"] Miroru  [attr="class","MasqueradeBG"] [attr="class","MasqueradeBody"] [attr=class,MasqueradeIcon]  Change is a constant unless you're Kyōshū. He was a creature of habit—not out of choice, mind you. It wasn't as if he was resistant to change because he feared it. No, his habits were the result of all of the quirk counseling he had to go through to learn to function in society with amnesia. On school days, he had a very strict schedule that he followed without fail. Immediately after school ended, he'd leave the campus immediately. As a mangaka, he had a strict deadline that he needed to keep every week. He needed to write, draw, and submit his panels every week by Wednesday, have it reviewed, then make necessary changes according to the feedback, and have it ready to go for print before Monday. Kyōshū did all of this work in a certain little cafe tucked away in Tokyo. He showed up at 4, ordered the same thing—a hot pandan latte with a few vanilla scones—and worked there until 7. He'd then go to his little home in one of the lower class, crime-riddled wards in Tokyo, make dinner, work until 10, then tuck away to get an early start again the next day. That was his schedule—or so he liked to believe. On his way to the cafe, he had the misfortune of being accosted by a few thugs. He looked like an easy target, after all. He had the whole nerdy aesthetic going for him, and he didn't appear to be particularly strong. They weren't wrong in their assessment. Kyōshū wasn't very strong. It was Masquerade that was, but Masquerade had yet to wake up. "Hm? I'm sorry, may I pass through here?" he asked, meekly shrinking down while forcing a hesitant smile. He had a bad feeling about where this was about to go. "'Course, y'can. Y'can walk right on by no problem, but, eh, we maintain the peace here on these streets, y'feel? Gotta pay the toll if you wanna pass, y'understand? Don't want you getting robbed on these streets. Plenty o' dangerous folk around these parts," the man in the middle squinted, brushing his jacket to the side to flash a revolver tucked away into his pants. [googlefont=Noto Sans JP][googlefont=Merriweather][googlefont=Lobster][newclass=.Masquerade]--BG1:#0a0a0a;--LC1:#ebebeb;--AC1:#ce0000;overflow:hidden;width:620px;[/newclass][newclass=".MasqueradeTags"]position:absolute;float: left; margin-left: 65px; margin-top: 265px; width: 105px; height: 30px; background-color: var(--AC1);padding-left:10px;transition: 2s ease; text-align: center; font: 15px Lobster; color: var(--BG1); text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 30px;border-radius:0px 30px 30px 0px;overflow:hidden;[/newclass][newclass=".MasqueradeTags a"]font-size: inherit !important; font-family: inherit !important; transition: 0.3s;[/newclass][newclass=".MasqueradeTags a:hover"]color: var(--LC1)!important;[/newclass][newclass=".Masquerade:hover .MasqueradeTags"]margin-left: 195px;[/newclass][newclass=.MasqueradeBG]padding:0px 10px;width:400px;font:11px Noto Sans JP;text-align:justify;line-height:12px!important;[/newclass][newclass=.MasqueradeBody]width:450px;padding:25px;background-color: var(--BG1);color:var(--LC1);margin-left:-50px;[/newclass][newclass=.MasqueradeBody b]font:bold 10px Noto Sans JP;color: var(--AC1);[/newclass][newclass=.MasqueradeBody i]font:bold 10px Noto Sans JP;color: var(--AC1);[/newclass][newclass=.MasqueradeIcon]float: left; height: 120px; width: 120px; border: 10px solid transparent; border-radius: 50%; margin-left: -25px; margin-top: -90px; background-size: cover;[/newclass][newclass=.MasqueradeIcon img]float: left; height: 120px; width: 120px; border: 10px solid var(--AC1); border-radius: 50%; background-size: cover;position:absolute;margin-left: -10px; margin-top: -20px;[/newclass] |
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Prism
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Power Prism
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Post by Miroru on Jun 28, 2023 4:08:08 GMT
 Department of Heroes Freshman
"...lenty of dangerous folk around these parts."
Miroru only caught the tail end of everything, and it left her with a queer twist in the pit of her stomach. There wasn't really any solid reason to say those words in that tone, except as a threat, and if she was honest, the threat felt implied- offered by something she couldn't see.
She wasn't supposed to get her hands dirty until she had her provisional- but then... she wouldn't be much of a hero if she waited to be told she was allowed to do what she could to help out someone in need.
Still, discretion and valor and all of that- she had the decency to fold herself out of sight by weaving the light past her entirely, and moved towards the sound of whatever scoundrel was accosting... whoever the scoundrel was accosting!
I can pay no price too great for justice.
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Post by takamiya on Jun 28, 2023 5:08:43 GMT
[attr="class","Masquerade"] [attr="class","MasqueradeTags"] Miroru [attr="class","MasqueradeBG"] [attr="class","MasqueradeBody"] [attr=class,MasqueradeIcon] he said plainly. Well, that wasn't good. Still, he knew better than to try and fight his way out. He'd just have to give in to their demands and hand over his backpack. It'd set him back a great deal at work considering his art supplies, workbook, and laptop were all in there—not to mention all of the school work he'd have to redo. Maybe if he could remember the importance of all of those things, he'd have been more hesitant to give it all up. "I don't want any trouble, so by all means you can take my things," shrinking down, he removed his backpack and held it out for them to grab. Then his Quirk kicked in. Right as they went to snatch the bag from his hand, he had one of his amnesiac episodes. His eyes went glossy as he stared blankly ahead at the man. His body was stiff, rigid. As the mugger tugged at the bag, Kyōshū instinctively held a firm grip, refusing to let go. He wasn't even aware of what he was doing. "Oi! Let go, you brat!" the mugger shouted. Kyōshū didn't let go. His grip remained firm on the bag as his mind went through its routine process of deleting itself. "What's your deal? I said let go!" he shouted, pulling the revolver from his pants and pointing it at Kyōshū's head. Kyōshū finally snapped out of it, just in time to stop himself from getting a bullet planted in his skull. Shocked and frightened by this situation he suddenly found himself in with no memory, he let go of the bag right in the middle of the man's tug. He ended up losing his footing and falling on his ass with the bag hitting him square in the gut. "Ah! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that." They didn't seem to care whether or not he meant to or not. The fact of the matter is that he did. [googlefont=Noto Sans JP][googlefont=Merriweather][googlefont=Lobster][newclass=.Masquerade]--BG1:#0a0a0a;--LC1:#ebebeb;--AC1:#ce0000;overflow:hidden;width:620px;[/newclass][newclass=".MasqueradeTags"]position:absolute;float: left; margin-left: 65px; margin-top: 265px; width: 105px; height: 30px; background-color: var(--AC1);padding-left:10px;transition: 2s ease; text-align: center; font: 15px Lobster; color: var(--BG1); text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 30px;border-radius:0px 30px 30px 0px;overflow:hidden;[/newclass][newclass=".MasqueradeTags a"]font-size: inherit !important; font-family: inherit !important; transition: 0.3s;[/newclass][newclass=".MasqueradeTags a:hover"]color: var(--LC1)!important;[/newclass][newclass=".Masquerade:hover .MasqueradeTags"]margin-left: 195px;[/newclass][newclass=.MasqueradeBG]padding:0px 10px;width:400px;font:11px Noto Sans JP;text-align:justify;line-height:12px!important;[/newclass][newclass=.MasqueradeBody]width:450px;padding:25px;background-color: var(--BG1);color:var(--LC1);margin-left:-50px;[/newclass][newclass=.MasqueradeBody b]font:bold 10px Noto Sans JP;color: var(--AC1);[/newclass][newclass=.MasqueradeBody i]font:bold 10px Noto Sans JP;color: var(--AC1);[/newclass][newclass=.MasqueradeIcon]float: left; height: 120px; width: 120px; border: 10px solid transparent; border-radius: 50%; margin-left: -25px; margin-top: -90px; background-size: cover;[/newclass][newclass=.MasqueradeIcon img]float: left; height: 120px; width: 120px; border: 10px solid var(--AC1); border-radius: 50%; background-size: cover;position:absolute;margin-left: -10px; margin-top: -20px;[/newclass] |
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Post by Miroru on Jun 28, 2023 5:31:17 GMT
Department of Heroes Freshman
"STOP!"
It wasn't- in ordinary circumstances- the best move to make. Startling the mugger could cause him to fire on accident, for instance, but that- at least- wasn't a concern, not for Miroru. Gunpowder- for those weapons using propellant, anyway- had to be able to use the firing cap to set off its charge, and that only worked if infrared heat was allowed to form the flame to ignite it.
And that wasn't going to happen, not with Miroru already aware of the gun's presence.
It wasn't much of a disguise, but it WAS one- Miroru appeared entirely blacked out, all light prevented from leaving her body, creating just a spooky black silhouette of a fox-eared, tailed girl. Girl? Maybe. Outline was hard to tell, actually.
"You have overstepped, thieves." Miroru tried to make her voice creepy, but... it wasn't great. The spreading blackness eating the alleyway and darkening the sky overhead sure helped, though. Entirely cosmetic- for now- but definitely a nice creep show. "This city is under my protection," she stated, as the shadow ate the ground beneath their feet, bringing with it a faint but notable chill as she purged the infrared ambient heat from their surroundings. "Your weapons have already betrayed you. Flee- or fall."
She didn't REALLY expect them to run away from a... what's the reverse of a light show? But it got the attention off the kid they were robbing, and that would be good enough for her.
I can pay no price too great for justice.
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Post by takamiya on Jun 30, 2023 9:30:54 GMT
[attr="class","Masquerade"] [attr="class","MasqueradeTags"] Miroru [attr="class","MasqueradeBG"] [attr="class","MasqueradeBody"] [attr=class,MasqueradeIcon] This was certainly not the way he was expecting his day to go. Then again, he wasn't exactly expecting anything, really. Every day is a new day, and he had no preconception of what happens in a day. For all he knew, this was just standard everyday business for him. And while he was initially startled, he wasn't actually all that afraid. It was strange really. Having a gun pulled on you would normally make you afraid, no? For some reason, he wasn't though. It was almost like he had been in this situation before, but he just couldn't remember it. Don't panic. Don't move. Don't do anything brash. You're fine.The instructions echoed in his mind. It was certainly startling to hear an unfamiliar voice—granted, all voices are unfamiliar to him—but he didn't flinch at it. It was as if something in his mind told him that he had absolutely nothing to worry about if he just listened to it. "Shoot 'em!" one of them shouted. The man on the floor began pulling the trigger. Click! He pulled it again. Click. And again, and again. Click. Click. It was a three vs. two fight if it came down to it. They had the numbers advantage, but did they actually stand a chance at winning? Maybe. Maybe not. It's not like they had never been in a fight before. They very much had, but when one of their opponents has an unknown quirk—clearly a strong one if it could stop a gun—why take the chance? Run away, and survive another day to rob some poor nerdy sucker. "Let's get the fuck out of here!" he shouted, standing back up and grabbing one of his goons by the sleeve and getting a jogging headstart. [googlefont=Noto Sans JP][googlefont=Merriweather][googlefont=Lobster][newclass=.Masquerade]--BG1:#0a0a0a;--LC1:#ebebeb;--AC1:#ce0000;overflow:hidden;width:620px;[/newclass][newclass=".MasqueradeTags"]position:absolute;float: left; margin-left: 65px; margin-top: 265px; width: 105px; height: 30px; background-color: var(--AC1);padding-left:10px;transition: 2s ease; text-align: center; font: 15px Lobster; color: var(--BG1); text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 30px;border-radius:0px 30px 30px 0px;overflow:hidden;[/newclass][newclass=".MasqueradeTags a"]font-size: inherit !important; font-family: inherit !important; transition: 0.3s;[/newclass][newclass=".MasqueradeTags a:hover"]color: var(--LC1)!important;[/newclass][newclass=".Masquerade:hover .MasqueradeTags"]margin-left: 195px;[/newclass][newclass=.MasqueradeBG]padding:0px 10px;width:400px;font:11px Noto Sans JP;text-align:justify;line-height:12px!important;[/newclass][newclass=.MasqueradeBody]width:450px;padding:25px;background-color: var(--BG1);color:var(--LC1);margin-left:-50px;[/newclass][newclass=.MasqueradeBody b]font:bold 10px Noto Sans JP;color: var(--AC1);[/newclass][newclass=.MasqueradeBody i]font:bold 10px Noto Sans JP;color: var(--AC1);[/newclass][newclass=.MasqueradeIcon]float: left; height: 120px; width: 120px; border: 10px solid transparent; border-radius: 50%; margin-left: -25px; margin-top: -90px; background-size: cover;[/newclass][newclass=.MasqueradeIcon img]float: left; height: 120px; width: 120px; border: 10px solid var(--AC1); border-radius: 50%; background-size: cover;position:absolute;margin-left: -10px; margin-top: -20px;[/newclass] |
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Jun 30, 2023 20:43:08 GMT
Post by Miroru on Jun 30, 2023 20:43:08 GMT
Department of Heroes Freshman
As the thugs lifted their weapons and tried to fire, the shadows got nasty. Their edges curled in, hungry and ragged, creeping closer as the girl?'s outline started to distort, appear more awful and nasty.
"Your hearts betray you, too. Even warned, you try to strike? BEASTS. And you know what happens to FOUL BEASTS, don't you?"
Abruptly, the shadowy figure surged upwards, one ragged eye opening to let the sun shine through like a furious pupil.
"THEY GET PUT DOWN."
It was more than enough to secure the thugs already tentative escape, sending the three screeching out of the alley, pursued by chasing, "hungry" shadows, escaping into daylight just instants before it "caught up" with them. And when they looked back?
Nothing. Not the boy, not his things, not the darkness.
Miroru looked back towards the alley from around a corner, having scooped the boy back to his feet and shoving his bag back into his hands. "That oughtta do it. Hope I didn't spook you. You alright?"
I can pay no price too great for justice.
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Jun 30, 2023 21:45:42 GMT
Post by takamiya on Jun 30, 2023 21:45:42 GMT
[attr="class","Masquerade"] [attr="class","MasqueradeTags"] Miroru [attr="class","MasqueradeBG"] [attr="class","MasqueradeBody"] [attr=class,MasqueradeIcon] Everything happened so fast that it might not have even happened at all. One minute he had a gun to his face, and the next he opened his eyes to see that his bag was on the floor, three men were running away, and a young lady with fox ears was helping him stand back up. The voice in his head was gone too, but he hadn't even the faintest memory of there ever being one there to begin with. "Spook me?" he asked, straightening out his uniform. He had no memory of the events that transpired, but he wasn't so oblivious as to assume that nothing had happened. He was missing something here, clearly, and it was probably something serious if he was just on the ground a moment ago. "I'm okay, I think...?" He didn't feel hurt. "Sorry, were we doing something, Miss...?"The girl was unfamiliar too. Then again, everyone was unfamiliar to him. It'd probably be more concerning if he had recognized her. He reached into his interior jacket pocket and pulled out a small notebook. He opened it to the page with the ribbon marker. There was nothing written on it about a girl. It was a rundown of his schedule. Looking at his watch, it appeared as though he was on his way to an unfamiliar cafe to work. Strange. [googlefont=Noto Sans JP][googlefont=Merriweather][googlefont=Lobster][newclass=.Masquerade]--BG1:#0a0a0a;--LC1:#ebebeb;--AC1:#ce0000;overflow:hidden;width:620px;[/newclass][newclass=".MasqueradeTags"]position:absolute;float: left; margin-left: 65px; margin-top: 265px; width: 105px; height: 30px; background-color: var(--AC1);padding-left:10px;transition: 2s ease; text-align: center; font: 15px Lobster; color: var(--BG1); text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 30px;border-radius:0px 30px 30px 0px;overflow:hidden;[/newclass][newclass=".MasqueradeTags a"]font-size: inherit !important; font-family: inherit !important; transition: 0.3s;[/newclass][newclass=".MasqueradeTags a:hover"]color: var(--LC1)!important;[/newclass][newclass=".Masquerade:hover .MasqueradeTags"]margin-left: 195px;[/newclass][newclass=.MasqueradeBG]padding:0px 10px;width:400px;font:11px Noto Sans JP;text-align:justify;line-height:12px!important;[/newclass][newclass=.MasqueradeBody]width:450px;padding:25px;background-color: var(--BG1);color:var(--LC1);margin-left:-50px;[/newclass][newclass=.MasqueradeBody b]font:bold 10px Noto Sans JP;color: var(--AC1);[/newclass][newclass=.MasqueradeBody i]font:bold 10px Noto Sans JP;color: var(--AC1);[/newclass][newclass=.MasqueradeIcon]float: left; height: 120px; width: 120px; border: 10px solid transparent; border-radius: 50%; margin-left: -25px; margin-top: -90px; background-size: cover;[/newclass][newclass=.MasqueradeIcon img]float: left; height: 120px; width: 120px; border: 10px solid var(--AC1); border-radius: 50%; background-size: cover;position:absolute;margin-left: -10px; margin-top: -20px;[/newclass] |
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Jun 30, 2023 22:34:42 GMT
Post by Miroru on Jun 30, 2023 22:34:42 GMT
Department of Heroes Freshman
It was unsettling to realize the boy had NO memory of what just happened. The redhead blinked at him once. Twice. Opened her mouth. Closed it. "Never mind," she said, opting to take the out from any sort of accountability for skirting the law once offered. "You sure you're okay?" He seemed to think so, which was relieving... but sort of begged the question of how okay he could really be if he was missing chunks of time.
"Ah- well, not directly. There was a bit of an incident and you ended up dropping your bag. I just wanted to make sure you were good to go. Mind if I walk you to wherever you're going? Just to be sure you don't have a fainting spell and drop the bag again?"
She didn't TECHNICALLY tell him he fainted, or lie about what happened. She was quite careful with the words she chose- she wanted him to be safe and calm, and this seemed the best way to arrange for that to happen.
I can pay no price too great for justice.
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Fanthes
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Admin
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Cheese Connoiseur
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Post by Fanthes on Jul 1, 2023 21:47:27 GMT
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✨MISSION SUCCESS!✨
[attr="class","rc2plotrmid"] [attr="class","rc2plotrmid5"] [attr="class","rc2plotrmid6"] ✓ Incredibly creative use of Miroru's quirk! It's probably for the best that Kyōshū doesn't remember a thing!! Another SPECTACULAR thread, you're both killing it!! [break][break] +5.000 EXP! [break] Takamiya 0 // 5.000[break] Miroru 2.750 // 7.750
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