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Aug 20, 2024 23:15:53 GMT
Post by Masao Ando on Aug 20, 2024 23:15:53 GMT
[googlefont=Quicksand] [attr="class","likedo"] [attr="class","likedotitle"] [attr="class","likedotitle2"]LOCKER ROOM APPLICATION - MASAO ANDO [attr="class","likedoinfo"] LINK TO COMPLETED CHARACTER SHEET: Character sheet here!LINK TO LOCKER ROOM: Locker upgrades here!!OTHER: Just a simple quirk upgrade and adding a new piece of gear to her budding collection! Code box for easy copy & paste is provided in the locker post! <3 PHARAOH LEAP. [newclass=.likedo]background-color:#f0f0f0;padding:25px;width:400px;color:#888888;line-height:10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedotitle]background-color:#ffffff;border:solid 9px #444444;padding:1px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedotitle2]background-color:#444444;color:#ffffff;font:bold 10px Calibri;line-height:35px;text-align:center;letter-spacing:2px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedoinfo]margin-top:-10px;border:solid 1px #e5e5e5;background-color:#f9f9f9;padding:24px;font:10px verdana;text-align:justify;line-height:12px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedosub]background-color:#444444;font:bold 8px Calibri;text-align:left;padding:10px;color:#ffffff;text-transform:uppercase;letter-spacing:1px;[/newclass]
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Aug 19, 2024 15:37:37 GMT
Post by Masao Ando on Aug 19, 2024 15:37:37 GMT
Not only were they kindred spirits in the positive things that their respective families had brought them, but in the negatives too. Looking over at him and seeing him cry, it tore at her heart and she couldn't help it as more tears made their way past her stoic facade. She looked down at the floor as he reassured her she would become a great hero too, a great smith. Hearing those words coming from him, she started believing it more and more. That she had potential, that she could become someone who was not only strong enough to protect others, but worthy of such a post. She looked up at their hands as he brought them together, so warm and comforting. Then she looked at his face, her features softening as she let go of her stoic side completely. With Enma, she could let her guard down. ''I...'' She hadn't cried in front of anyone either. She couldn't even remember the last time something made her cry. ''To me you don't look foolish at all. Quite the contrary.'' Her throat burned, it was almost impossible to form complete sentences, to even know what to say in a situation like this, but she managed to speak from her heart regardless. She wanted to pull him in and hug him then and there, it felt right, but they were in public. Lowering her voice, she lifted one of her hands to gently wipe away his tears with her thumb. ''Are you feeling okay, Enma-kun?'' She asked him softly after his laugh. She wasn't certain, so the only way she could be sure was to just ask him. Taking his hand again, this time holding onto it more firmly, both to send a silent signal, to let him not only know, but feel that she was there, feel her presence and hopefully feel reassured by it. That, and she held onto him because he felt like her only lifeline in a storm of emotions. ''What are you feeling like having?'' She looked over at him as they exited the museum. ''After all that walking I wouldn't mind a big dinner.'' She smiled, trying to ease the tension of the emotional moment they had shared. ''But truthfully, I do not have a preference. I...'' She could feel her words failing her again. ''Any choice that you make I will be satisfied with.'' She wanted to say that it didn't matter what place they went to so long as she was with him, but somehow it felt too vulnerable to say it like that. Was she really just thinking of Enma as a good friend, or was she really experiencing love? enma
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Aug 19, 2024 15:14:39 GMT
Post by Masao Ando on Aug 19, 2024 15:14:39 GMT
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. Ylva Riis
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Aug 19, 2024 14:31:20 GMT
Post by Masao Ando on Aug 19, 2024 14:31:20 GMT
''I see.'' She smirked, turning back to the weapon rack. They were very agreeable, which made processing their commission all the more easy. She was so used to pushback, or her clients requiring something hyper specific that may or may not be feasible, but Momoiro was not only reasonable, they were entirely realistic with what they were looking to get. ''Let me draw up a quick sketch for you.'' She took a large piece of paper and a pen and put it on one of her work tables in the center. ''What we are looking at is most likely something like this.''She quickly sketched up the scabbard at first, it was devoid of details, but it gave a good idea of the outline. Then she moved on to the ōdachi, once more finishing up a rudimentary version of what the final product would look like. ''How does this look? Making you a lighter weapon without sacrificing power will be quite easy, but there is one thing which we've yet to discuss, namely design.'' Something just as critical, if not more than the function itself. ''A warrior's soul is expressed in several parts. Their spirit, their weapon, and their looks.'' She looked over Momoiro. ''You strike me as the type who is familiar with aesthetics and fashion, Sakurai-san, do you have any preferences for the look of your weapon? Whatever vision you have in mind, I will do what I can to fulfill it.'' She fetched her own sword, Rosaria, which had a handle that looked like a red rose, with the blade coming out of the top of it. ''I myself use a rose aesthetic. It is the shared theme of all my weapons.'' She waited expectantly for their response, hoping that Momoiro would reply with something interesting. Momoiro Sakurai
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Aug 19, 2024 14:19:51 GMT
Post by Masao Ando on Aug 19, 2024 14:19:51 GMT
[googlefont=Quicksand] [attr="class","likedo"] [attr="class","likedotitle"] [attr="class","likedotitle2"]EVENT REWARD SUBMISSION FORM - SEASONAL EVENT PHARAOH LEAP. [newclass=.likedo]background-color:#f0f0f0;padding:25px;width:400px;color:#888888;line-height:10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedotitle]background-color:#ffffff;border:solid 9px #444444;padding:1px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedotitle2]background-color:#444444;color:#ffffff;font:bold 10px Calibri;line-height:35px;text-align:center;letter-spacing:2px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedoinfo]margin-top:-10px;border:solid 1px #e5e5e5;background-color:#f9f9f9;padding:24px;font:10px verdana;text-align:justify;line-height:12px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedosub]background-color:#444444;font:bold 8px Calibri;text-align:left;padding:10px;color:#ffffff;text-transform:uppercase;letter-spacing:1px;[/newclass]
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Aug 19, 2024 14:05:18 GMT
Post by Masao Ando on Aug 19, 2024 14:05:18 GMT
There was something endearing about Misaki's signature greeting, like a catchphrase that was hers alone and told you exactly who she was. ''...If you insist, Misaki-san. Forgive me I do not take to informal ways of addressing people very naturally.'' It was something she was self-conscious about, but the only reason she was expressing this doubt to Misaki to begin with was because she was close with her, probably closer than anyone else. Sure, she knew Ylva, but the two always kept a distance between them because there was a sense that any of her secrets or vulnerabilities that Ylva knew could be used as a weapon against her and vice versa. ''I have been well. Nothing out of the ordinary has happened if that was what you are thinking. Perhaps except for my quirk, it has been acting strange. Do you recall how I told you I could not activate it on command? I am starting to get a feeling for it again. It was not that my quirk was malfunctioning, but rather it was changing the conditions for its activation.'' She was gracefully avoiding the topic of her crush, or so she thought. ''How about yourself? I am here to supervise your supermove training today, and maybe learn some more about my own power. However, your development comes first. You already possess a formidable quirk, and who knows where you can take that with more practice?''She didn't realize it, but in her ramble about her powers she completely neglected to mention her smithing work. Uh oh, that would be suspicious. ''I suppose I neglected to mention that I have been commissioned to make weapons. A pair of boots for Natesa Bee-san, a sword for Momoiro Sakurai-san and another sword for a third student.'' Who she deliberately didn't name, and Misaki would be none the wiser! ...Probably, that girl was scary perceptive sometimes. ''Between work and social obligations I have been quite busy.'' Usually her only 'social obligations' were with Ylva and Misaki, but lately she had been coming back from her workshop later, and going out early every morning to meet with Enma in the training fields. In short, Masao Ando was the least suspicious student on campus. Takanashi Misaki
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Aug 19, 2024 13:53:16 GMT
Post by Masao Ando on Aug 19, 2024 13:53:16 GMT
''A draw?'' She crossed her arms and looked over at Ylva. ''For once I agree with her, this is no definite conclusion, but if it is what fate has decided I suppose it will suffice.'' She let out a small sigh. Was she really getting drunk tonight? But she was planning to go the workshop tomorrow to work, what if she got a terrible hangover? She hadn't even been drunk before so she had no clue what was going to happen. ''This many?'' She looked down at the shots. She had gotten tipsy on wine before, but this was nothing like it. ''Not bad.'' She smirked after Ylva had sung her song. The imagery of Ylva rowing a boat was amusing, but the joy of seeing her roommate embarrass herself was fleeting considering what she had ahead of her. ''Then I will uphold my end of the bet too.'' She picked up the first shot glass and made the mistake of actually drinking it in one, slow gulp, causing her eyes to widen as the taste really hit her. ''This is horrid!'' She let out a small cough and looked up at Ylva. ''Whatever poison did you fill these with?'' Despite insulting the drink she picked up another shot and downed it. On her pride and honor as a warrior she wasn't going to be defeated by mere alcohol. ''I cannot see why people enjoy this infernal drink.'' She was starting to feel it after her third shot, but kept going. She would almost have preferred to fight Ylva and lose in front of everyone, at least she felt more confident about her fighting than her ability to hold any liquor. ''There!'' She took the final shot glass and slammed it on the table upside down after drinking it. ''All... Done.'' She stood up, and when she did the alcohol really started to hit her as she swayed in her spot. ''Mis- uh, Takanashi-san, was that five shots?'' She put a hand up to her head and looked down at the empty shot glasses on the table before looking back at her. ''I commend your level of self-control, Riis-san. You could have easily frozen my drinks and caused me harm, could you not?'' She smiled over at Ylva and let out a sigh, sitting down on the deck with her back against the wall, looking up at the night sky. Takanashi Misaki, Ylva Riis
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Aug 19, 2024 13:40:55 GMT
Post by Masao Ando on Aug 19, 2024 13:40:55 GMT
She smirked at Jingjing's reaction. Thankfully she seemed easy to please, and wasn't going to report her to UAU or anything like that for acting so recklessly. ''Those horns,'' she looked at the top of Jingjing's head. ''Are they related to your quirk by chance? If I had to hazard a guess I would assume you are a mutation or transformation type. I myself am a transformation type, but I cannot demonstrate what I can do since I do not have a license and my quirk is quite flashy.'' It was regrettable, but she had done enough skirting around the rules for one day and she wasn't going to tempt fate any further. Who knew, there could be other students, or even faculty out here. It was a popular festival after all. ''Are you asking me for my opinion?'' She paused and looked around at the various stalls. ''At times like this, listening to your body and the signals it is sending you should be of utmost importance. Are you dehydrated? Perhaps it is time for a drink. If you are lacking sugar you should settle for something sweet, and if you need salt, obviously the savory option would be the one to go with. If you simply what a snack just for the sake of it, then go for what you like. I tend to be fond of savory snacks myself, but I am not in need of anything, so the choice is entirely yours to make, Fan-san.'' She looked down at her. ''Only you can make the correct choice.''Jingjing
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Aug 17, 2024 20:02:34 GMT
Post by Masao Ando on Aug 17, 2024 20:02:34 GMT
''I see. I imagine that is a nice place to work every day. Being able to take in the serene sights by the river.'' She didn't suspect for a second that Jingjing was any kind of criminal, much less a vigilante or villain. After all, while she didn't say it out loud, she found her to be very unassuming and harmless. How could someone as friendly and bubbly as Jingjing possibly harbor ill intent? ''Indeed. Besides, it is time away from the workshop, something I seldom indulge in.'' She looked up at the sky, indicating at the balloons that dotted the sea of blue. ''And a sight like this does not come around every day. We ought to appreciate the little moments when we can, don't you think?'' Something which she needed to get a lot better at doing. ''The three F's? That's an amusing saying.'' She smirked, enjoying Jingjing and her weird little antics for what they were. ''Oh, the Bladedancer? No I would never use this thing in actual combat. I am no mechanic, just a weaponsmith who carries a blade.'' She was hoping she was making sense, but she continued regardless. ''That is precisely why in actual combat, well, when it inevitably comes up, but in simulated combat, I meet the enemy head-on, armed with a weapon that enables me to do what I must.'' She still felt bad for almost hurting this poor woman, which prompted her to ask her next question. ''How about I buy you a drink, or a snack? My treat, it is the least I could do after startling you.''Jingjing
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Aug 17, 2024 19:44:22 GMT
Post by Masao Ando on Aug 17, 2024 19:44:22 GMT
This whole ordeal was a lot more intense than she had imagined. She had read about dates, about romance, about love, but to actually be experiencing any of these things... She had a hard time determining what it was, but surely something this strong could only be love? She was no stranger to negative emotions, but she had never experienced positive emotions on this magnitude before. Looking at Enma, being with him, it made her indescribably happy. For the first time she had something to look forward to, someone she wanted to spend all her time around, and it was intoxicating. When their hands touched she felt her shyness come to the forefront, barely able to look directly at him after she said what she did. All she was left with in those brief moments was the feeling. Their hands had never touched like this and yet, somehow it felt like they were always meant to. His hands were rough and comforting all at the same time, much more gentle than she had imagined. She snuck a glance at him, but looked away when he let out a small gasp. What was he feeling? What was he thinking? Was a fire raging inside of him too? She wasn't good at reading people, but he looked as relaxed and confident as ever to her. Wait, how did she look to him? She felt like a mess emotionally, processing so many things that it felt like her brain was firing off signals at light speed and it kept going. When they checked out the art exhibits she did her best to take-in her surroundings, although she had to admit she was mostly sneaking glances at him when he wasn't looking at her. As they walked the floors she gradually got used to the feeling and she could finally feel some of the adrenaline leaving her and enjoy the moment. She was holding hands with Enma Arashi, walking around a museum, and she wanted it to last forever. If she could bottle up this moment, she would put it at her bedside table and experience it again and again every night so she could whisk herself away to that magical time when the world was brighter than she ever thought possible. She was already looking at the painting before Enma started speaking. Not only was the detail immaculate, it was hauntingly beautiful. Perhaps selfishly, she couldn't help but see herself in it. The cage around the woman reminding her of her own upbringing, how she had been raised as a boy, given a boy's name and not been allowed to engage with anything feminine. She started detesting the fact that she was a woman, but by the time she got over it and was curious about exploring her feminine side again, she was so lost on what to do. Trapped, dazed, like someone had locked her in and thrown away the key. She glanced over at Enma again, her eyes seeking his. If she spent time with him... Maybe she could get better at discovering that side of herself. Looking at the plaque to see who made the painting she froze as the dots connected, then he started speaking. She didn't say anything, but looked over at him as he spoke and gave him all her attention. In that moment, her heart, her soul, it was all his. As he continued she felt her heart hurt for him, her eyes growing more sympathetic as she squeezed his hand back and stroked the back of his hand slowly with her thumb. ''My condolences, Enma... Your sister was very talented, this painting is a lot more captivating than anything else on display here.'' She looked back up at the painting, basking in the details one more time. ''Thank you for sharing this with me.'' She blinked her eyes to hide a couple of tears that were forming. Enma was being so vulnerable, the thought of what he had been through, his trials and tribulations and losses until now, it was enough to tug at her heart strings. ''I am positive that you will become a great hero.'' She looked back down at him, smiling as she tried her best to be reassuring. ''And... I want to help you achieve that goal.'' She felt a little self-conscious at how sappy she was getting. ''E-Even if it takes years, um... Your resolve is admirable, I want you to know if you ever need anything.'' She looked down at the floor, her face turning beet red again. ''I'm- I'm here for you.'' She finally got there even if she was incredibly awkward in the process. Still, she hoped she was able to communicate her message clearly. As they walked and looked at more displays she gave his hand another careful squeeze. ''This is nice, Enma-kun. I feel like I understand you a little better.'' She still didn't know what a textbook good first date was supposed to be, but this? Her time with Enma? As far as she was concerned this was the perfect first date. Still, from the secret he revealed earlier she couldn't help but worry again. With the same sympathy she looked at him. ''How are you feeling?''enma
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Aug 17, 2024 13:11:28 GMT
Post by Masao Ando on Aug 17, 2024 13:11:28 GMT
''A first year?'' Her expression softened a bit, but she was still undeniably stoic. ''I hope you find the school to your liking, Sakurai-san.'' That might explain why she didn't recognize them. Being in her third year, and a support student at that there were a lot of hero students she didn't get the chance to collaborate with. She crossed her arms as Momoiro explained what it was they were looking for. A sharp sword, yet one that could also remain dull when needed. As a concept that was simple enough for a smith like her, but their vision for it was incredibly intriguing to her. Enough so that she was already onboard and itching to make it. ''I see, you are used to wielding lighter weapons?'' They were probably more of a dexterous and fast fighter like her then. ''The way you describe it, an ōdachi with a scabbard that can also be weaponized is a trivial matter for someone like me. I commend you on the idea. A sword that can cut when you need it to, yet be blunt when the damage you need to inflict ought to be non-lethal, most swordsmen at the school do not get such ideas until late into their enrollment.'' Was this hinting at Momoiro having some latent potential? It was too early to say, after all this was just their first conversation, but they were making a strong first impression. ''As to the actual details of how we achieve this... There are many ways we can go about it.'' She picked up a prototype ōdachi from the weapon rack and held it in her hands. ''My suggestion, for not only practicality, but also ease of use, is to install a mechanism that fastens the scabbard to the blade. Think of it like a gun holster, but much more efficient.'' She looked for a moment, before fetching a scabbard that fit the prototype so she could demonstrate. ''With a simple click, you would be able to alternate between whether your scabbard is not only fastened to your side, but attached to your weapon.'' She pointed to the side of the hilt where the mechanism would most likely be. ''The downside is that drawing your sword might feel cumbersome at first, but through practice you will be learn to draw it in two ways.'' She held up two fingers. ''Lethal and non-lethal mode. The names aren't final, but they sufficiently describe what I mean. Simply draw the ōdachi with its blade or scabbard depending on the situation you find yourself in. With a secure scabbard, you can also fight at your utmost without worrying about the scabbard suddenly flying off the blade.'' Phew, that was a lot of talking, hopefully they were still following. ''What are your thoughts on this design?''Momoiro Sakurai
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Aug 15, 2024 22:03:16 GMT
Post by Masao Ando on Aug 15, 2024 22:03:16 GMT
[googlefont=Quicksand] [attr="class","likedo"] [attr="class","likedotitle"] [attr="class","likedotitle2"]EVENT REWARD SUBMISSION FORM - Sports Festival PHARAOH LEAP. [newclass=.likedo]background-color:#f0f0f0;padding:25px;width:400px;color:#888888;line-height:10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedotitle]background-color:#ffffff;border:solid 9px #444444;padding:1px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedotitle2]background-color:#444444;color:#ffffff;font:bold 10px Calibri;line-height:35px;text-align:center;letter-spacing:2px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedoinfo]margin-top:-10px;border:solid 1px #e5e5e5;background-color:#f9f9f9;padding:24px;font:10px verdana;text-align:justify;line-height:12px;[/newclass] [newclass=.likedosub]background-color:#444444;font:bold 8px Calibri;text-align:left;padding:10px;color:#ffffff;text-transform:uppercase;letter-spacing:1px;[/newclass]
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Aug 15, 2024 21:55:59 GMT
Post by Masao Ando on Aug 15, 2024 21:55:59 GMT
''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.''Ylva Riis
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Aug 13, 2024 23:19:31 GMT
Post by Masao Ando on Aug 13, 2024 23:19:31 GMT
Thank goodness she was okay. Masao had come dangerously close to not just losing her spot at UAU, but getting imprisoned for murdering an innocent civilian. ''I am relieved to see that you are unharmed.'' Not only that, but she was surprisingly jovial too! If Masao hadn't seen the death balloon coming right for her she would be hard pressed to even know that Jingjing's life had just been in danger. ''I see. Fan-san, it is nice to meet you. My apologies, my invention ran amok, I do wish we could have met under better circumstances.''Oh? She blinked her eyes. ''Random Café? Is it located in Tokyo? I might have walked past your place of work on more than one occasion.'' That probably made it sound like she wasn't interested in what was going on there, but the truth was Masao never really stopped to visit any stores that didn't have to do with her manufacturing. ''You think so?'' She asked, before walking over to retrieve her failed invention. ''This balloon fiesta is all about taking to the skies, as you can no doubt see from the plethora of hot air balloons. However, there is also ample space to celebrate smaller balloons. I did not have the budget or time for a hot air balloon, so my smaller model, Bladedancer had to suffice.'' She picked it up and turned around to face Jingjing. ''Do you like balloons, Fan-san? I assume that must be why you travelled out here today for the festivities.''Jingjing
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ALIAS
Paragon
OCCUPATION
3rd Year Student
EVENT TOKENS
0
QUIRK
Fake Divine
Student
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Aug 13, 2024 22:44:13 GMT
Post by Masao Ando on Aug 13, 2024 22:44:13 GMT
Did he really think she was beautiful? She liked to think that she was confident in herself. Not just her abilities, but her looks too. She didn't like to dwell on her self-doubts and get caught up in despair, it was part of the reason she was such a workaholic. Still, even though she didn't think of herself as someone who had low self-worth, part of her never thought she had a chance with Enma. In many ways she wasn't the ideal women she pictured most guys being interested in. She wasn't particularly feminine. She wasn't good at putting on complex makeup, or doing her nails, or talking about her feelings, or being a woman in general. The problem was only further exacerbated by her main vocation. She was a weaponsmith, her job was viewed as masculine and her fashion sense was hardly girly either. To make matters worse, she was tall. Too tall. A lot of guys didn't like women that were taller than them, and she was taller than Enma. It was low, no, disgraceful of her to think that Enma would be so narrowminded, but the reason her doubts were so strong was because she wanted to spend more time with him. Moments like this, she didn't want them to end. She wanted to create more of them. But now he was complimenting her beauty... She was beautiful? The crimson dreamscape that reflected in his eyes, the guy she hadn't been able to stop thinking about, he thought she was beautiful? ''I...'' She swallowed nervously, unsure of how to respond other than meeting his smile with her own. He was a genius with the sword, pen and words too. On all accounts, Enma Arashi was the true embodiment of an artist. He really was who he said he was, except he was so much more too. He was a hero on a journey. Not the professional hero kind, but the hero that vanquishes the Demon Lord. She was just a party member, but one who wanted to accompany him for the entirety of his journey and more. Someone who could only dream he would want her around for that long. ''Thank you.'' She said politely, feeling more shy than usual after his compliment. She felt reassured by his response. A journey they took together... A beautifully apt way of putting it. She looked down at his hand for a moment longer than she would have liked, but the offer surprised her and most of all, made her heart beat louder. Would he regret making this offer in a few moments? What if he hated how her hands felt? She could be stuck doubting herself for an eternity, but she took his hand in a heartbeat. Her fingers were slender, her hand surprisingly soft. Despite how much she trained and worked at the forge, she actually took good care of her hands and had a whole routine to keep them clean and proper. She held his hand, but was careful not to squeeze it too hard in case she might accidentally hurt him, even though she wasn't strong enough to. ''If you truly mean it then... I'd like for you to remain happy.'' She smiled, her face was still burning red, but at this point she was starting to get used to that sensation when she was around him. ''Nothing brings me more joy than seeing you happy, Enma-kun.'' She looked down into his eyes, she could stand there for hours if they weren't right in the middle of the entrance. ''Sh-Shall we?'' She smirked, indicating towards the first exhibit. ''I believe we have a few artifacts to peruse.''enma
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