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Post by Farrin on Feb 12, 2024 3:22:53 GMT
[attr="class","Farrin"] [attr="class","KC1"] [attr="class","FarrinBG"] [attr="class","FarrinTop"] [attr="class","FarrinContent"] Farrin fell for the ruse. At first, at least. Even five or so years into his time in the country, he isn't the best at picking up every quip and cue. If Meika isn't giving a sarcastic tip, Farrin certainly isn't picking up on it.
He walked the extinguisher back to its mount and set it in its place. "Yup," he answered, then turned back to face her. See, now he's circling her sarcasm. A student missing the fire extinguisher might make sense. An art project, though? No one was that dumb.
"Oh? N' whadja think a fire extinguisher looked like then?" He replied, just a nibble of edge to his words, more joke than insult.
Why on earth was she just standing there then, though? And who was going to let the school staff know? Someone would have to. The kitchen needed a new microwave now.
"Sorry, can't help there. All I'm walkin' 'round wit' are some protein bars. There should be some fruit n' such in the fridge, though. Maybe snacks in the cabinet. Nothin' that'll go up in flames."
In theory. Again, Farrin could quite possibly find a way to make fire from cereal and milk.
"So, yuh' got a name? I'm Farrin," he offered.
He didn't recognize the girl, but then there were still plenty of people around campus Farrin didn't know. He had just become a second-year student, but his typical friend group could still be counted with fingers. Maybe this girl would represent another finger accounted for. Or not. She might be like Hikari. Please no.
[attr="class","FarrinLeft"] [attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Symbol of Heroism [attr="class","fa fa-cog"][attr="class","FarrinQuote"]Even if it's already been decided. Even if it's set in stone. I'll smash that future! [attr="class","FarrinBot"] [attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Tags: Meika Hijiri[attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Notes: Write Notes Here [googlefont=comic Sans][googlefont=Kaushan Script][newclass=.FarrinLeft]font-size: 28px; color: var(--AC1);font-family: Kaushan Script;text-align:center;padding:5px;transform: rotate(270deg); float:left;position:absolute;margin-left:-180px;margin-top:240px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinLeft i]font-size:20px;-webkit-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -moz-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -o-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinQuote]font-size: 13px;color: var(--AC1);text-align:center;padding:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinTrick] }@keyframes FarrinSpin { 0% { -ms-transform: rotate(0deg); -moz-transform: rotate(0deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(0deg); -o-transform: rotate(0deg); transform: rotate(0deg); } 100% { -ms-transform: rotate(360deg); -moz-transform: rotate(360deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(360deg); -o-transform: rotate(360deg); transform: rotate(360deg); }[/newclass][newclass=.Farrin]--BG1:#121212;--AC1:#4874a1;--LC1:#f8f8f8;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinBG]width:500px;overflow:hidden;background-color:var(--BG1);padding:0px 0px 10px 0px;background-image:url(https://i.imgur.com/n8HI7dC.jpg);background-size:cover;border: 10px solid var(--BG1);display:flex;flex-flow: row wrap;align-items:center;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinTop]width:500px;height:255px;background-image:URL(https://i.imgur.com/w8WWsMd.gif);background-size:cover;border-bottom: 10px solid var(--BG1);[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinContent]width:430px;min-height:400px; color: var(--AC1)!important;font: 400 11px Comic Sans;text-align:justify;line-height:12px;padding:5px 10px;margin-left:50px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinContent h1]width:30px;background-color: transparent;height:30px;font: 800 30px Comic Sans;text-align:center;margin-right:3px;margin-top:3px;margin-bottom:-2px;float:left;color:var(--AC1);text-transform:uppercase;padding:5px;border:3px double var(--AC1);line-height:30px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinBot]width:425px;border:1px solid var(--AC1);color: var(--AC1)!important;font: 400 11px Comic Sans;text-align:justify;line-height:12px;padding:4px;margin-left:55px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinBot i]font-size:11px;-webkit-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -moz-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -o-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite;[/newclass]
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Post by Farrin on Feb 11, 2024 4:00:56 GMT
[attr="class","Farrin"] [attr="class","KC1"] [attr="class","FarrinBG"] [attr="class","FarrinTop"] [attr="class","FarrinContent"] Beads of sweat raced down Farrin's neck and down his back. His dark sleeveless soaked up most of it, but when one ran at time-turned speeds, sweaty became a near-constant state of being. There was no sense winding down when it took him so long to fall asleep, no matter when his head hit the pillow. No, the lad preferred to spend that time training. So, 10 am, 10 pm, it didn't matter. If Farrin wasn't in class or on a practice patrol, he was training.
Eventually, he would retreat to the comforts of his dorm room and the soft bed within, though. Sleep may be a ways off, but he could give his muscles a rest. With a light jog, he was inbound on the dorms. Grass gave to pavement as he crossed from the fields to the pathway to the dorms. And as he crossed the mental line of demarcation, one that told him when he could relax, his pace slowed.
"Righty then," he whispered to no one in particular, pushing the double doors open.
Smoke. Burning. The smell immediately tickled his nostrils. Sanguine pearls shifted from the common space to the kitchen. And there it was. Ground zero, and the culprit, too. Not that Farrin could blame anyone for setting the kitchen aflame. He was liable to burn a bowl of cereal given his abilities, or lack thereof, in the kitchen.
"Shite, alright, alright, I've got it," he mumbled, running toward the opposite side of the kitchen from the microwave and unhooking the fire extinguisher from its mount. He then darted on over to the burning appliance, took aim, and fired, drowning the flames out in a foam that denied it oxygen.
Satisfied the dorm was now safe from spreading flames, he looked to the student who opted to stand and stare at the mess. "Yuh alright there?" He asked, looking her over. She looked fine to him. "Fire extinguisher is posted up over there," he nodded to the small stand he grabbed it from. "Fer future reference n' all."
[attr="class","FarrinLeft"] [attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Symbol of Heroism [attr="class","fa fa-cog"][attr="class","FarrinQuote"]Even if it's already been decided. Even if it's set in stone. I'll smash that future! [attr="class","FarrinBot"] [attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Tags: Meika Hijiri[attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Notes: Write Notes Here [googlefont=comic Sans][googlefont=Kaushan Script][newclass=.FarrinLeft]font-size: 28px; color: var(--AC1);font-family: Kaushan Script;text-align:center;padding:5px;transform: rotate(270deg); float:left;position:absolute;margin-left:-180px;margin-top:240px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinLeft i]font-size:20px;-webkit-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -moz-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -o-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinQuote]font-size: 13px;color: var(--AC1);text-align:center;padding:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinTrick] }@keyframes FarrinSpin { 0% { -ms-transform: rotate(0deg); -moz-transform: rotate(0deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(0deg); -o-transform: rotate(0deg); transform: rotate(0deg); } 100% { -ms-transform: rotate(360deg); -moz-transform: rotate(360deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(360deg); -o-transform: rotate(360deg); transform: rotate(360deg); }[/newclass][newclass=.Farrin]--BG1:#121212;--AC1:#4874a1;--LC1:#f8f8f8;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinBG]width:500px;overflow:hidden;background-color:var(--BG1);padding:0px 0px 10px 0px;background-image:url(https://i.imgur.com/n8HI7dC.jpg);background-size:cover;border: 10px solid var(--BG1);display:flex;flex-flow: row wrap;align-items:center;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinTop]width:500px;height:255px;background-image:URL(https://i.imgur.com/w8WWsMd.gif);background-size:cover;border-bottom: 10px solid var(--BG1);[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinContent]width:430px;min-height:400px; color: var(--AC1)!important;font: 400 11px Comic Sans;text-align:justify;line-height:12px;padding:5px 10px;margin-left:50px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinContent h1]width:30px;background-color: transparent;height:30px;font: 800 30px Comic Sans;text-align:center;margin-right:3px;margin-top:3px;margin-bottom:-2px;float:left;color:var(--AC1);text-transform:uppercase;padding:5px;border:3px double var(--AC1);line-height:30px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinBot]width:425px;border:1px solid var(--AC1);color: var(--AC1)!important;font: 400 11px Comic Sans;text-align:justify;line-height:12px;padding:4px;margin-left:55px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinBot i]font-size:11px;-webkit-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -moz-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -o-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite;[/newclass]
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Post by Farrin on Feb 11, 2024 2:45:16 GMT
[attr="class","Farrin"] [attr="class","KC1"] [attr="class","FarrinBG"] [attr="class","FarrinTop"] [attr="class","FarrinContent"] On rare occasions," Farrin answered, jokingly. He would leave out that he hadn't watched the show recently at all or much of anything else. It was difficult enough to squeeze in time for hobbies before UAU. Now, with his nightly patrols, which certainly didn't entail what was technically illegal intervention on his part, and the more difficult classes he faced during the day, there was no time left to squeeze out for said hobbies.
With lighter discussion left behind them, a single eyebrow crooked up with Jun's response to his quirk. He took no offense, but her reaction to his quirk had been one of a kind. Literally, nobody had ever responded by pointing out the difficulty they might imagine it came with or figured it might be more trouble than it was worth—usually, the first questions involved time travel, future sight, and similar abilities. The former was not possible. He felt small touches of the latter, but it wasn't something he could force and not a topic he drew attention to. Typically, he avoided further questioning by doubling down his go-to explanation, involving solely the manipulation of time's flow.
"Think yer' the first person ta' e'er say that," he said, wearing a slight smirk, "but it is difficult fer' certain. Performin' more actions in a shorter span o' time still means yer taxin' yer muscles more each day. It's why I dun' move all that fast without me' quirk. E'en with rest, me' muscles are pretty worn."
It was no secret. She had seen him move during the recent equipment-testing assignment they participated in. He could still react fast and hit hard, anything that required only small bursts of movement, but in a sprint, without chronokinesis, his legs became like jelly.
[attr="class","FarrinLeft"] [attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Symbol of Heroism [attr="class","fa fa-cog"][attr="class","FarrinQuote"]Even if it's already been decided. Even if it's set in stone. I'll smash that future! [attr="class","FarrinBot"] [attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Tags: junsuina [attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Notes: Write Notes Here [googlefont=comic Sans][googlefont=Kaushan Script][newclass=.FarrinLeft]font-size: 28px; color: var(--AC1);font-family: Kaushan Script;text-align:center;padding:5px;transform: rotate(270deg); float:left;position:absolute;margin-left:-180px;margin-top:240px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinLeft i]font-size:20px;-webkit-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -moz-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -o-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinQuote]font-size: 13px;color: var(--AC1);text-align:center;padding:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinTrick] }@keyframes FarrinSpin { 0% { -ms-transform: rotate(0deg); -moz-transform: rotate(0deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(0deg); -o-transform: rotate(0deg); transform: rotate(0deg); } 100% { -ms-transform: rotate(360deg); -moz-transform: rotate(360deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(360deg); -o-transform: rotate(360deg); transform: rotate(360deg); }[/newclass][newclass=.Farrin]--BG1:#121212;--AC1:#4874a1;--LC1:#f8f8f8;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinBG]width:500px;overflow:hidden;background-color:var(--BG1);padding:0px 0px 10px 0px;background-image:url(https://i.imgur.com/n8HI7dC.jpg);background-size:cover;border: 10px solid var(--BG1);display:flex;flex-flow: row wrap;align-items:center;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinTop]width:500px;height:255px;background-image:URL(https://i.imgur.com/w8WWsMd.gif);background-size:cover;border-bottom: 10px solid var(--BG1);[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinContent]width:430px;min-height:400px; color: var(--AC1)!important;font: 400 11px Comic Sans;text-align:justify;line-height:12px;padding:5px 10px;margin-left:50px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinContent h1]width:30px;background-color: transparent;height:30px;font: 800 30px Comic Sans;text-align:center;margin-right:3px;margin-top:3px;margin-bottom:-2px;float:left;color:var(--AC1);text-transform:uppercase;padding:5px;border:3px double var(--AC1);line-height:30px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinBot]width:425px;border:1px solid var(--AC1);color: var(--AC1)!important;font: 400 11px Comic Sans;text-align:justify;line-height:12px;padding:4px;margin-left:55px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinBot i]font-size:11px;-webkit-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -moz-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -o-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite;[/newclass]
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Post by Farrin on Feb 11, 2024 2:10:46 GMT
[attr="class","Farrin"] [attr="class","KC1"] [attr="class","FarrinBG"] [attr="class","FarrinTop"] [attr="class","FarrinContent"] So this was what everyone was buzzing about around campus? Farrin wasn't unimpressed, but he didn't quite get it either. Sanguine pearls looked over the standing festival grounds map just beyond the entrance. Josephine was just a few feet behind him. He hadn't quite dragged her along this time. It was more a venture of mutual interest. Just what was everyone raving about?
"I mean, I guess it looks fun," he started, backing up a step and looking down the road to the main stage, then shifting his gaze to the rightward path, which led to the rides. "Dun' know if it's really fer' me, though."
Between you and me, Farrin never really cared for rides. He loved the wind rustling his hair, but only while under his own power. Leaving it to rickety machines? Not a million years. There was an area with games, apparently. An arcade? That was more up his alley.
"But no choice now, I guess. We're 'ere already; might as well check it out."
His gaze wandered back to the map. The main stage listed a few events as well. Eating competition? What did he care how much others could eat? Magic show? Either it was trickery or due to a quirk. No such thing as real magic. Making a flower crown? No. Free Breakfast? Okay, that caught his attention. There was no sadness in the world that couldn't be cured with breakfast food. Maybe later, though. Live music? Well, depending on what they had playing, it might be fun. So, at least there were some decent options.
"Yuh've any preferences? Anythin yuh' want ta' check out?" He asked Jo, turning to face her.
[attr="class","FarrinLeft"] [attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Symbol of Heroism [attr="class","fa fa-cog"][attr="class","FarrinQuote"]Even if it's already been decided. Even if it's set in stone. I'll smash that future! [attr="class","FarrinBot"] [attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Tags: JoJo[attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Notes: Write Notes Here [googlefont=comic Sans][googlefont=Kaushan Script][newclass=.FarrinLeft]font-size: 28px; color: var(--AC1);font-family: Kaushan Script;text-align:center;padding:5px;transform: rotate(270deg); float:left;position:absolute;margin-left:-180px;margin-top:240px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinLeft i]font-size:20px;-webkit-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -moz-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -o-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinQuote]font-size: 13px;color: var(--AC1);text-align:center;padding:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinTrick] }@keyframes FarrinSpin { 0% { -ms-transform: rotate(0deg); -moz-transform: rotate(0deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(0deg); -o-transform: rotate(0deg); transform: rotate(0deg); } 100% { -ms-transform: rotate(360deg); -moz-transform: rotate(360deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(360deg); -o-transform: rotate(360deg); transform: rotate(360deg); }[/newclass][newclass=.Farrin]--BG1:#121212;--AC1:#4874a1;--LC1:#f8f8f8;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinBG]width:500px;overflow:hidden;background-color:var(--BG1);padding:0px 0px 10px 0px;background-image:url(https://i.imgur.com/n8HI7dC.jpg);background-size:cover;border: 10px solid var(--BG1);display:flex;flex-flow: row wrap;align-items:center;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinTop]width:500px;height:255px;background-image:URL(https://i.imgur.com/w8WWsMd.gif);background-size:cover;border-bottom: 10px solid var(--BG1);[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinContent]width:430px;min-height:400px; color: var(--AC1)!important;font: 400 11px Comic Sans;text-align:justify;line-height:12px;padding:5px 10px;margin-left:50px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinContent h1]width:30px;background-color: transparent;height:30px;font: 800 30px Comic Sans;text-align:center;margin-right:3px;margin-top:3px;margin-bottom:-2px;float:left;color:var(--AC1);text-transform:uppercase;padding:5px;border:3px double var(--AC1);line-height:30px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinBot]width:425px;border:1px solid var(--AC1);color: var(--AC1)!important;font: 400 11px Comic Sans;text-align:justify;line-height:12px;padding:4px;margin-left:55px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinBot i]font-size:11px;-webkit-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -moz-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -o-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite;[/newclass]
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Post by Farrin on Feb 9, 2024 4:09:52 GMT
[attr="class","Farrin"] [attr="class","KC1"] [attr="class","FarrinBG"] [attr="class","FarrinTop"] [attr="class","FarrinContent"] With that, the conversation ended. Well, one conversation. It was time for compensatory payment in the form of chronokinesis 101. Peddling the more obvious details of his quirk wasn't unusual. Many posed their questions to him, but Jun had been receptive to his inquiry, so she had actually earned it.
Still, it irked him to watch her fighting form. There were better ways to throw a punch. Shake it off, Farrin. Shake it off.
"Heh, I've seen that one," he said, clapping his hands together in reference to the show she quoted.
Then his hands dropped back to his sides. When Farrin first arrived in Japan and was holed up in Above & Beyond agency headquarters, he spent what little free time he had outside of training catching up on nerd culture. It was a conversation for another time, though.
"Well, I create fields that manipulate the flow o' time. I can speed things up n' slow 'em down, too. Few other neat tricks, but that's the basic gist o' it. I move fast because I enwrap meself in a personally fit field that accelerates me' passage through time. Ta' me, it looks like e'eryone else is slowin' down."
A genetic jackpot quirk many had called it, but it came with its own issues, physical and mental. Farrin's leg muscles were constantly torn up due to how often he was running around, so without his quirk, he moved like a snail. Then there was sifting, the temporal plague that walled him off from the bliss of sleep—and sometimes got in the way during his waking hours as well. Strong quirk. Strong drawbacks. Balance. Equivalent exchange, some might say.
[attr="class","FarrinLeft"] [attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Symbol of Heroism [attr="class","fa fa-cog"][attr="class","FarrinQuote"]Even if it's already been decided. Even if it's set in stone. I'll smash that future! [attr="class","FarrinBot"] [attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Tags: junsuina[attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Notes: Write Notes Here [googlefont=comic Sans][googlefont=Kaushan Script][newclass=.FarrinLeft]font-size: 28px; color: var(--AC1);font-family: Kaushan Script;text-align:center;padding:5px;transform: rotate(270deg); float:left;position:absolute;margin-left:-180px;margin-top:240px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinLeft i]font-size:20px;-webkit-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -moz-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -o-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinQuote]font-size: 13px;color: var(--AC1);text-align:center;padding:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinTrick] }@keyframes FarrinSpin { 0% { -ms-transform: rotate(0deg); -moz-transform: rotate(0deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(0deg); -o-transform: rotate(0deg); transform: rotate(0deg); } 100% { -ms-transform: rotate(360deg); -moz-transform: rotate(360deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(360deg); -o-transform: rotate(360deg); transform: rotate(360deg); }[/newclass][newclass=.Farrin]--BG1:#121212;--AC1:#4874a1;--LC1:#f8f8f8;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinBG]width:500px;overflow:hidden;background-color:var(--BG1);padding:0px 0px 10px 0px;background-image:url(https://i.imgur.com/n8HI7dC.jpg);background-size:cover;border: 10px solid var(--BG1);display:flex;flex-flow: row wrap;align-items:center;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinTop]width:500px;height:255px;background-image:URL(https://i.imgur.com/w8WWsMd.gif);background-size:cover;border-bottom: 10px solid var(--BG1);[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinContent]width:430px;min-height:400px; color: var(--AC1)!important;font: 400 11px Comic Sans;text-align:justify;line-height:12px;padding:5px 10px;margin-left:50px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinContent h1]width:30px;background-color: transparent;height:30px;font: 800 30px Comic Sans;text-align:center;margin-right:3px;margin-top:3px;margin-bottom:-2px;float:left;color:var(--AC1);text-transform:uppercase;padding:5px;border:3px double var(--AC1);line-height:30px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinBot]width:425px;border:1px solid var(--AC1);color: var(--AC1)!important;font: 400 11px Comic Sans;text-align:justify;line-height:12px;padding:4px;margin-left:55px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinBot i]font-size:11px;-webkit-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -moz-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -o-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite;[/newclass]
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Post by Farrin on Feb 9, 2024 3:10:57 GMT
[attr="class","Farrin"] [attr="class","KC1"] [attr="class","FarrinBG"] [attr="class","FarrinTop"] [attr="class","FarrinContent"] The large plastic tube bounced about as the racket outside made contact. Even hardened, the interior was slowly giving to dents and other pockmarks. But ultimately, the tunnel held even if it did roll a little. When Farrin exited, it was to the sight of the snake and Jun's plan of action. Whatever she and Kaito laid into the fuzzy beast so far, he hadn't seen it, but it was clear Jun had an idea, and Farrin wasn't about to argue. Whatever she had in mind, he had to trust it would benefit them. Arguing would only waste that ever precious resource- time.
Farrin beelined it toward the exit, which, with his legs all torn up, wasn't all that fast, but he would try to do his part. At the moment, that meant getting out of the way. The crown item wasn't of much help in a team environment, the time it would take to create another tunnel wasn't worth the benefit, and Kenta landed atop the beastie, any tear gas lobbed the snake's way might rise up and effect him too.
So, at slow-mo Joe speeds, Farrin darted for the exit. Even should he make it to the doors, he would wait for the outcome of Jun's plan. He wasn't leaving unless he knew the others were all on approach. His gear might not be best suited to the situation, and his legs were like jelly, but even with chronokinesis muted, Farrin was stronger than most. If he needed to tackle the beastie so everyone could vacate, he would.
tldr: Farrin ran for the exit. Whether he reaches it or not, he's ready to back the others up by outright charging into the big snake, though he hasn't done so yet.
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Post by Farrin on Feb 8, 2024 0:35:39 GMT
[attr="class","Farrin"] [attr="class","KC1"] [attr="class","FarrinBG"] [attr="class","FarrinTop"] [attr="class","FarrinContent"] Expanding the criteria met with his gaming example sort of nullified the point. The number of games out there was nigh infinite. His example stood upon a single concept: there were no respawns in real life. Heroes needed to be adaptable. One tricking would fail eventually, but when Jun responded to the teleporter scenario, it eased Farrin's tension. His shoulders dropped a smidge, and he shrugged.
"I think we're talkin in circles at this point, but I'm glad yuh've some close-range options, at least. Maybe some track trainin would do yuh good then, though, ta' build up that speed," he offered.
As simplistic as the most basic of cardio was, there was little a good run couldn't improve. Farrin was a runner his entire life. While other kids were in class, he was trying to outrun cars along the highway back home. He hadn't been fast enough in his earlier years, but eventually, he outpaced people driving at typical speeds. These days, he liked to think of himself as a fighter jet.
"It's unfortunate, but as quirks grow more common, makin up more o' the population, we'll see more heroes n' villain, but as the former group grows, so will those o' questionable motivations. That said, I dun' think judgin' our peers ta' such ranks is quite fair. No one can see the future wit' absolute certainty. Many still have time ta' learn n' grow. That's part o' bein 'ere," he continued.
There was no arguing there were a fair number of greedy heroes out there. Maybe not to the exact degree Jun had judged. Two to one seemed a little steep, but as for their fellow students, well, it was a hard call. Farrin knew many to have decent intentions. If anything, he found it was their lack of abilities holding them back. Not their quirks, but their intensity in a scrap. Few knew how to handle themselves well in a fight among the freshmen he trained with. Now, among the second-years or those above? Well, he needed to see more of them in action. If his peers of only a few weeks ago grew some edge, they might make for some worthy heroes in his eyes, though.
"Ah, okay. Think I'm gettin' a better idea how it works then."
So, the tools and weapons really were categorized in a firmly defined way. That was rough. What if she just wasn't feeling a certain emotion that day? Too angry or sad to feel joy or hope? The latter might be more aligned with heroism, but the former, especially anger, was more likely to burn bright in the middle of a fight.
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Post by Farrin on Feb 7, 2024 23:50:58 GMT
[attr="class","Farrin"] [attr="class","KC1"] [attr="class","FarrinBG"] [attr="class","FarrinTop"] [attr="class","FarrinContent"] Farrin bobbed his upper body back, evading the slash, then sprung forward into another hard right jab. This time, the jab caught the flat side of the villain's sword. Sheer force drew him back several steps, but Farrin had scored no meaningful damage. He was certainly the faster of the two, but the villain's reaction speed was superhuman, just fast enough to narrowly dodge Farrin's offensive. On the flip, the gladiator had slightly more range thanks to his blade but lacked the speed required to land the kill shot he wished for. A stalemate of sorts, but there were options left to the time-turner still.
His ears perked up, though, with the gladiator's offer. "There are others after your head, right? We can make them go away." Words that suggested these guys, presumably Freja's Spiders, knew of Ouroboros. With such familiarity, at that, that this guy believed he could get them off Farrin's back. Interesting, but not at all tempting. For one, he could be lying and try handing Farrin over to the snakes after he agreed. Two, he could be overselling the band's capabilities and be entirely incapable of beating the snake back. Thirdly, and most importantly, Mama O'Rourke didn't raise herself a traitorous bitch. Farrin was a hero. It was in his blood.
Farrin took the gladiator's arm as if for a forearm shake, eyeing the propellor which pointed again in his direction. "An interestin offer," he started, then mustering his chronokinetic strength and speed, lifted the villain's arm up and over his shoulder, almost as if trying to snap it as he then threw the villain into one of the alleyway walls. A thunderous boom rang as bricks and concrete chunks collapsed. Farrin had to move fast to avoid any retaliation and therefore tossed the man with a ton of force.
"But I think I prefer knockin yuh back ta' medieval times like I offered b'fore," Farrin taunted.
Pebbles clanged off armor, and the gladiator emerged from the small crater he left on the building side. Pissed off, wearing a little damage this time, but far from beaten. This wasn't over yet. That much was clear from the scowl the villain wore. Farrin dared to glance Freja's way, wanting to make sure she was okay, but by the time his gaze shifted back to his own opponent, the gladiator was charging. [attr="class","FarrinLeft"] [attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Symbol of Heroism [attr="class","fa fa-cog"][attr="class","FarrinQuote"]Even if it's already been decided. Even if it's set in stone. I'll smash that future! [attr="class","FarrinBot"] [attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Tags: Freja Helt[attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Notes: Write Notes Here [googlefont=comic Sans][googlefont=Kaushan Script][newclass=.FarrinLeft]font-size: 28px; color: var(--AC1);font-family: Kaushan Script;text-align:center;padding:5px;transform: rotate(270deg); float:left;position:absolute;margin-left:-180px;margin-top:240px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinLeft i]font-size:20px;-webkit-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -moz-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -o-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinQuote]font-size: 13px;color: var(--AC1);text-align:center;padding:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinTrick] }@keyframes FarrinSpin { 0% { -ms-transform: rotate(0deg); -moz-transform: rotate(0deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(0deg); -o-transform: rotate(0deg); transform: rotate(0deg); } 100% { -ms-transform: rotate(360deg); -moz-transform: rotate(360deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(360deg); -o-transform: rotate(360deg); transform: rotate(360deg); }[/newclass][newclass=.Farrin]--BG1:#121212;--AC1:#4874a1;--LC1:#f8f8f8;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinBG]width:500px;overflow:hidden;background-color:var(--BG1);padding:0px 0px 10px 0px;background-image:url(https://i.imgur.com/n8HI7dC.jpg);background-size:cover;border: 10px solid var(--BG1);display:flex;flex-flow: row wrap;align-items:center;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinTop]width:500px;height:255px;background-image:URL(https://i.imgur.com/w8WWsMd.gif);background-size:cover;border-bottom: 10px solid var(--BG1);[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinContent]width:430px;min-height:400px; color: var(--AC1)!important;font: 400 11px Comic Sans;text-align:justify;line-height:12px;padding:5px 10px;margin-left:50px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinContent h1]width:30px;background-color: transparent;height:30px;font: 800 30px Comic Sans;text-align:center;margin-right:3px;margin-top:3px;margin-bottom:-2px;float:left;color:var(--AC1);text-transform:uppercase;padding:5px;border:3px double var(--AC1);line-height:30px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinBot]width:425px;border:1px solid var(--AC1);color: var(--AC1)!important;font: 400 11px Comic Sans;text-align:justify;line-height:12px;padding:4px;margin-left:55px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinBot i]font-size:11px;-webkit-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -moz-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -o-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite;[/newclass]
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Post by Farrin on Feb 5, 2024 6:43:54 GMT
[attr="class","Farrin"] [attr="class","KC1"] [attr="class","FarrinBG"] [attr="class","FarrinTop"] [attr="class","FarrinContent"] Whispers in the dark. Most of the voices share that singsong Irish lilt, but they're not his own. There's a brush against his wrist, and Farrin turns. But his only company entails the winds, sand, and a dark sky above. A long exhale escapes his lungs, and so his gaze shifts back to the moon above the sea.
Not yet. The only way out is through. It's scary, but you're almost there.
He's given up trying to pinpoint his tormentors. Even invisible, he knows their ranks to be legion, and he is only one. In this place, even the imprisoned king is powerless against them.
No. Not powerless. Never powerless.
"Goddamn it, Saxon move!" Delilah shouted.
She was right. She was always right. It had gone to shit. The lookouts were spotted. Isiah was shot. Jeffrey caught. Alex. Who knew? The police busted the gate down and stormed the small complex. It was a raid against one of the local gangs. How on earth did he do? Again? Hand them lit matches and dare them to walk over the gas. This was their cover? Bullets flew. People died. Saxon was hurt. They made it into the armory, and, surprise, surprise, the goons were arming up. The three of them took on all five of the big fuckers, but not before that ice quirk bastard got a stab at Saxon;s side. Now, he was slowing down.
The bellowing cracks of machine gun fire blasted from down the hall. Delilah and Farrin carried two weapons cases each; Saxon had dropped one and clutched onto the other for dear life.
"Go! Don't stop, I'm right behind you!" He yelled.
The air around him shimmered as Delilah used her quirk. A limited form of spacial manipulation, in which she could introduce varying properties. Five steps became two for Saxon, and the pain was dulled.
"Del, no. Save your strength!" He shouted. He knew it was a costly quirk. "Farrin! Tell her!"
Farrin teeth groun together. A trembling stare flickered between the two. He was right. They had to make it outside, then came the difficult part of crossing the compound's back lot without being hit, but Saxon was slowing. Every step took twice the time of the one before it. And Farrin zeroed his temporal tank back in the armory scrap. He needed to be stronger. He needed to be faster. Even with his abilities, he wasn't enough.
"Tell her!" Saxon yelled.
"He's, he's right, lass. I'm tapped out. Saxon's quirk is strong, but it won't get 'cross the lot any faster. We need ta' play smart, not hard."
"Dammit!" She cursed, letting the shimmering space dissipate. "We're, we're almost there. The double door is just ahead, then we turn into the lot, through the opening in the fence, and get the hell-"
A tall thug adorned in a dark suit turned the corner. His machine gun snapped up into place, its barrel facing the trio... but Delilah was faster. She drew a dagger from the belt around her thigh, then tossed it hard toward the thug. The dagger was lodged dead center in the man's chest. Instantly, he dropped. Only to be replaced by two more men.
These two opened fire immediately. An endless stream of bullets fell on the three but stopped in the shimmering air. They slowed and slowed until finally, they stopped. This wasn't time. It was space, and the many properties Del could imbue in it. Sweat poured from her dark locks as she forced the bullets to course correct. Return to sender. They blasted back and peppered the two gunmen. Blood splattered, and the two dropped to the ground beside their partner's corpse. The congealed mess of blood spread across the tiled floor.
"Safe," she huffed.
But she was absolutely knackered. They all were. It was written across their fatigued forms. Dangling arms barely held onto the weapons cases. Trembling legs. Sunken eyes. She was right, though; the doors were just ahead. Get outside, cross the lot, through the gate, and they were home free. Farrin took to a sprint and kicked the door open.
Death by firing squad.
Thunderous pops rang throughout the compound, but the thugs were well informed, it appeared. The young trio stormed through the door, greeted only by a dozen barrels aimed their way.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. We knew someone would move on the experimentals but, really, kids? Ah well, what're gonna do," the head honcho spoke up. "Drop em. We need those weapons, then we're making tracks before the compound is lost."
"No. No, please don't," Delilah pleaded. "Here, take them. Just let us go. Please," she said, dropping her cases.
Farrin followed suit, both of them throwing their hands up. But not Saxon. He limped forward. "No. We've come too far. We can't go back to the Runners empty handed," he spoke under his breath.
"Saxon don't!" Delilah shouted, but it was too late; his free hand rose, and an inferno grew under the firing squad's feet.
Pillars of fire speared four of them. But under the rest, only a few sparks sputtered. "Open fire! Open fire!" The lead gunman shouted. The bullets flew, only to be ensnared by a thin emerald field. Farrin's hands were splayed out before him.
"Get outta 'ere, both o' yuh," he said through grit teeth. "I can't hold it long, move!"
"Farrin no, please, come on. We can all make it still," Delilah sobbed.
The world was cruel. It taxed the broken of every drop- blood, sweat, everything. It demanded their entirety, and when it offered them kindness, it was only ever to steal it away. One way or another, someone wasn't making back home today.
"Go!" He shouted, the temporal deceleration field shrinking.
Saxon was stunned, still as stone. The shimmering, emerald field gave way, and the rounds were let loose. None of the trio had moved an inch. He needed more- more strength, more speed, more time.
Three more temporal fields formed around the trio. Farrin spun, tackling both Del and Saxon to the ground. ABove them the storm raged, bullets flying over their heads. The fields flickered out. He grabbed them, grit his teeth, and forced back back up. The trio shone with an emerald hue and moved with a burst of speed. Jittery, fatigued legs gave out. Time-turned or not, if Farrin's strength failed, it didn't matter. He fell, the field again, too.
"Move!" He yelled again, willing this wish into his friends' bones.
Delilah and Saxon got to their feet this time, but the squad was already adjusting. Even with time turned, he couldn't outrun bullets yet. And he had to move all three of them again. His heart beat miles a minute, muscles tore, and pain flooded his veins like currents through the spillway. Farrin pushed himself up and stumbled forward. The rattling blasts of gunfire echoed behind him.
Another field ensnared Farrin, and he thrust himself ahead, then spun to face their enemies once more. He threw his hand up for another deceleration field, but the limb fell limp. His personal field collapsed again. No matter how many times he forced the fields up, he couldn't maintain them like this, so he stumbled a few more steps toward their exit.
"Farrin, come on!" Delilah shouted. "We're almost there!" Saxon followed the two of them just near the gap in the fence. Blood seeped down his arm. "I'm.. I"m nicked," a quivering voice said lowly, looking to his blood stained shirt.
Bullets continued to fly. One of the gunner's had Farrin directly in his sights. One final field wrapped around the young time turner, and he leaped to his side, narrowly dodging the stream of bullets. Saxon screamed, then the fire-hair fury dropped. He'd been hit in the spine. It didn't matter how strong one was, you weren't moving after that.
"NO!" Delilah screeched.
A pain filled scream that was followed by shimmering air and hell unleashed on the children's enemies. The remaining eight gunmen exploded in heaps of blood. Pressure pushed in on Farrin from all sides, clamped on every cell. It tore into his fibers. But time and space congealed, synergize, and spared Farrin the worst of Delilah's wrath, unintended or otherwise.
The girl dropped to her knees beside her brother and cradled his head.
"Come on, leave it out, Del," he coughed, smiling, "no time for all of that. You need to move. Grab the guns. Get out of here."
"I can't leave you here," she sobbed, Farrin came to a stand and limped over to siblings. Maybe they weren't related by blood, but some things ran thicker than that.
"Absolutely not," Farrin nearly whispered, his voice too weak for anything more. "Together, or not at all."
"No, no. That's not how your mom's motto went, Speedy. Everyone knows Morgana the Crimson Light's motto. It's "together, as one," and nothing can change that. Now and forever, we're one."
A tear rolled down Farrin's cheek. In the past. In the present, too.
"I'm a supernova. Burn bright. Die young." He chuckled.
He was right there with them, laughing until his last breath. Probably somewhere even still- wherever the soul went next. Yes, he was there, then he was gone. Farrin knelled beside Saxon. His hands scooped under his friend's back and legs, but Delilah waved him away. "No. I've got him. It. It needs to be me," she sobbed. So, the young lad ran back to grab two of the weapon cases, and together, they ran.
There's still more
Back on the beach, Farrin rubbed the tear away. It was Saxon he saw that day he and Jun were attacked. It hurt, but it made sense, seeing him stand among the dead. Why Delilah, though? Had she also passed on?
"What does it matter? I dun' want it anymore. None o' it," Farrin whimpered, another tear following the last. "I'm tired. I'm so tired already, n' I've seen yer' life. I know how much more lies ahead."
A cloaked figure stood beside him, just a step back now. A gaunt hand reached with fingers little more than bone and touched Farrin's shoulder.
"Such is our duty, lad—we who share from the temporal sea, those still beyond the sands spoiled wit' rot. I didn't mean fer' things ta' turn out this way, but weave as I would; there are always interlopers. Where heroism rises, there will always be villainy ta' meet it."
"Then why do we have ta' keep on goin? What's the point?"
"Because if we don't, who will? Look inside, I know it hurts, hurts so bad yuh feel at times it's no' worth breathin', but peel away the pain n' yuh'll find the truth. That's what it is ta' be Oberon. A little further now, a little further n' you can breathe again."[attr="class","FarrinLeft"] [attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Symbol of Heroism [attr="class","fa fa-cog"][attr="class","FarrinQuote"]Even if it's already been decided. Even if it's set in stone. I'll smash that future! [attr="class","FarrinBot"][attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Tags: @people here [attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Notes: A little retcon here for how Saxon implied he died in thread: Trepid Delivery. [googlefont=comic Sans][googlefont=Kaushan Script][newclass=.FarrinLeft]font-size: 28px; color: var(--AC1);font-family: Kaushan Script;text-align:center;padding:5px;transform: rotate(270deg); float:left;position:absolute;margin-left:-180px;margin-top:240px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinLeft i]font-size:20px;-webkit-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -moz-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -o-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinQuote]font-size: 13px;color: var(--AC1);text-align:center;padding:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinTrick] }@keyframes FarrinSpin { 0% { -ms-transform: rotate(0deg); -moz-transform: rotate(0deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(0deg); -o-transform: rotate(0deg); transform: rotate(0deg); } 100% { -ms-transform: rotate(360deg); -moz-transform: rotate(360deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(360deg); -o-transform: rotate(360deg); transform: rotate(360deg); }[/newclass][newclass=.Farrin]--BG1:#121212;--AC1:#4874a1;--LC1:#f8f8f8;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinBG]width:500px;overflow:hidden;background-color:var(--BG1);padding:0px 0px 10px 0px;background-image:url(https://i.imgur.com/n8HI7dC.jpg);background-size:cover;border: 10px solid var(--BG1);display:flex;flex-flow: row wrap;align-items:center;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinTop]width:500px;height:255px;background-image:URL(https://i.imgur.com/w8WWsMd.gif);background-size:cover;border-bottom: 10px solid var(--BG1);[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinContent]width:430px;min-height:400px; color: var(--AC1)!important;font: 400 11px Comic Sans;text-align:justify;line-height:12px;padding:5px 10px;margin-left:50px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinContent h1]width:30px;background-color: transparent;height:30px;font: 800 30px Comic Sans;text-align:center;margin-right:3px;margin-top:3px;margin-bottom:-2px;float:left;color:var(--AC1);text-transform:uppercase;padding:5px;border:3px double var(--AC1);line-height:30px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinBot]width:425px;border:1px solid var(--AC1);color: var(--AC1)!important;font: 400 11px Comic Sans;text-align:justify;line-height:12px;padding:4px;margin-left:55px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinBot i]font-size:11px;-webkit-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -moz-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -o-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite;[/newclass]
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[attr="class","Farrin"] [attr="class","KC1"] [attr="class","FarrinBG"] [attr="class","FarrinTop"] [attr="class","FarrinContent"] ALorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit, sed do eiusmod tempor incididunt ut labore et dolore magna aliqua. Ut enim ad minim veniam, quis nostrud exercitation ullamco laboris nisi ut aliquip ex ea commodo consequat. Duis aute irure dolor in reprehenderit in voluptate velit esse cillum dolore eu fugiat nulla pariatur. Excepteur sint occaecat cupidatat non proident, sunt in culpa qui officia deserunt mollit anim id est laborum.[attr="class","FarrinLeft"] [attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Symbol of Heroism [attr="class","fa fa-cog"][attr="class","FarrinQuote"]Even if it's already been decided. Even if it's set in stone. I'll smash that future! [attr="class","FarrinBot"][attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Tags: @people here [attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Notes: Write Notes Here [googlefont=comic Sans][googlefont=Kaushan Script][newclass=.FarrinLeft]font-size: 28px; color: var(--AC1);font-family: Kaushan Script;text-align:center;padding:5px;transform: rotate(270deg); float:left;position:absolute;margin-left:-180px;margin-top:240px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinLeft i]font-size:20px;-webkit-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -moz-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -o-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinQuote]font-size: 13px;color: var(--AC1);text-align:center;padding:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinTrick] }@keyframes FarrinSpin { 0% { -ms-transform: rotate(0deg); -moz-transform: rotate(0deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(0deg); -o-transform: rotate(0deg); transform: rotate(0deg); } 100% { -ms-transform: rotate(360deg); -moz-transform: rotate(360deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(360deg); -o-transform: rotate(360deg); transform: rotate(360deg); }[/newclass][newclass=.Farrin]--BG1:#121212;--AC1:#4874a1;--LC1:#f8f8f8;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinBG]width:500px;overflow:hidden;background-color:var(--BG1);padding:0px 0px 10px 0px;background-image:url(https://i.imgur.com/n8HI7dC.jpg);background-size:cover;border: 10px solid var(--BG1);display:flex;flex-flow: row wrap;align-items:center;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinTop]width:500px;height:255px;background-image:URL(https://i.imgur.com/w8WWsMd.gif);background-size:cover;border-bottom: 10px solid var(--BG1);[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinContent]width:430px;min-height:400px; color: var(--AC1)!important;font: 400 11px Comic Sans;text-align:justify;line-height:12px;padding:5px 10px;margin-left:50px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinContent h1]width:30px;background-color: transparent;height:30px;font: 800 30px Comic Sans;text-align:center;margin-right:3px;margin-top:3px;margin-bottom:-2px;float:left;color:var(--AC1);text-transform:uppercase;padding:5px;border:3px double var(--AC1);line-height:30px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinBot]width:425px;border:1px solid var(--AC1);color: var(--AC1)!important;font: 400 11px Comic Sans;text-align:justify;line-height:12px;padding:4px;margin-left:55px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinBot i]font-size:11px;-webkit-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -moz-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -o-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite;[/newclass]
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Post by Farrin on Feb 5, 2024 6:22:52 GMT
[attr="class","Farrin"] [attr="class","KC1"] [attr="class","FarrinBG"] [attr="class","FarrinTop"] [attr="class","FarrinContent"] Twaters ebb and flow. They lick at his ankles, then recede. A moment later, they return for another bite, a nearly imperceptible modicum higher. But he's grounded in place, Farrin's sanguine eyes locked on a low set moon that bathed the beach in soft light. He reached, an outstretched arm spanning in its direction, but it was far too far away. There was a definitive lack of warmth to the light here, but it was all he had. The only thing to keep him from falling into the black depths of a thousand far-off dreams and limitless nightmares.
He's back on the docks. The city is always expanding, reaching further and further into the sea despite rising tides. On the upper west side of the city though, there are a few projects left abandoned still. That's where they hide. Delilah, Saxon, and Farrin. They and the band they belonged to. Light Runners, they called themselves. It was the first time Farrin had stuck around for more than a few weeks. Others had taken advantage of his abilities in the past. His kindness, too. There wasn't a doubt in his mind the Light Runners had, but he had Saxon and Delilah. People he could trust. People who cared. So, he stayed.
"Del, I'm telling you. The three of you can handle it," Vic said, trailing Delilah's path.
"No. Absolutely not. Even with Speedy, there's just too many guns. Too many men. I'm risking Saxon and Farrin like that."
"Del, just listen."
"You listen. We're not doing it."
"I'll have three more outside, keeping an eye out and ready to back you guys up if needed."
"We don't do that. Food, pillows and blankets, clothing, I'm on board with all of that. Guns? Absolutely not. It's too dangerous."
Victor grabbed Delilah by the arm and gave her just enough of a tug to draw her gaze.
"Delilah, we can't keep getting by on scraps. I need something to trade. Look," he emphasized, waving his hand to the dozen other kids and teens, the few adults, too, that dotted the warehouse.
A few coughs echoed through the open space. A few children shared proper blankets, but most of the others lay in rags, their clothing dotted with holes and tears as well. Misfits and the forgotten. The beaten and broken. Damned to shadows beyond the world's sight. Money greased wheels. They had none.
"We're falling apart here. We need something. Something big. I don't like it either, but we know where they'll be, and we know when the police are showing up. Make our move at the right time, and we can slip in, grab the goods, and get out. And we'll have something heavy to put on the table, something I can trade for real money, buy some real food. We need this."
Delilah sighed. "The problem is when you say "we" you mean my brother, Farrin, and me. You're throwing us out there every single night. Now you want us near a police raid? There has to be another way."
"There isn't. Nothing out there we can handle. I know it's a gambit, but it's one we have to take. And it won't be just the three of you. You'll have Alex, Isiah, and Jeffrey keeping watch outside, like I said, ready to move in in case things do go sideways."
"They will- go sideways, that is."
"Come on, Del," Saxon turned a corner, chiming in. "Vic is right. We need this," her fire-haired brother by something deeper than blood said, looking at a trio of kids sharing a mattress.
"You're up for it, right Farrin?" He looked above to a young Farrin whose legs dangled over the side of an above catwalk.
"I'm, uh, I'm no' so sure. Maybe? If it's all we've ta' go on I suppose, but Del is right. It's a risk."
The nip of a frigid sea snapped him back to the dreamscape, back to the sands of time on which he stood. The moon ever arched here. Up and down, up and down, ever repeating. This place was beyond the sun's touch. His kingdom. His prison. He is the prisoner king, and his warden's name is Solitude. [attr="class","FarrinLeft"] [attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Symbol of Heroism [attr="class","fa fa-cog"][attr="class","FarrinQuote"]Even if it's already been decided. Even if it's set in stone. I'll smash that future! [attr="class","FarrinBot"][attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Tags: @people here [attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Notes: Write Notes Here [googlefont=comic Sans][googlefont=Kaushan Script][newclass=.FarrinLeft]font-size: 28px; color: var(--AC1);font-family: Kaushan Script;text-align:center;padding:5px;transform: rotate(270deg); float:left;position:absolute;margin-left:-180px;margin-top:240px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinLeft i]font-size:20px;-webkit-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -moz-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -o-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinQuote]font-size: 13px;color: var(--AC1);text-align:center;padding:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinTrick] }@keyframes FarrinSpin { 0% { -ms-transform: rotate(0deg); -moz-transform: rotate(0deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(0deg); -o-transform: rotate(0deg); transform: rotate(0deg); } 100% { -ms-transform: rotate(360deg); -moz-transform: rotate(360deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(360deg); -o-transform: rotate(360deg); transform: rotate(360deg); }[/newclass][newclass=.Farrin]--BG1:#121212;--AC1:#4874a1;--LC1:#f8f8f8;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinBG]width:500px;overflow:hidden;background-color:var(--BG1);padding:0px 0px 10px 0px;background-image:url(https://i.imgur.com/n8HI7dC.jpg);background-size:cover;border: 10px solid var(--BG1);display:flex;flex-flow: row wrap;align-items:center;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinTop]width:500px;height:255px;background-image:URL(https://i.imgur.com/w8WWsMd.gif);background-size:cover;border-bottom: 10px solid var(--BG1);[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinContent]width:430px;min-height:400px; color: var(--AC1)!important;font: 400 11px Comic Sans;text-align:justify;line-height:12px;padding:5px 10px;margin-left:50px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinContent h1]width:30px;background-color: transparent;height:30px;font: 800 30px Comic Sans;text-align:center;margin-right:3px;margin-top:3px;margin-bottom:-2px;float:left;color:var(--AC1);text-transform:uppercase;padding:5px;border:3px double var(--AC1);line-height:30px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinBot]width:425px;border:1px solid var(--AC1);color: var(--AC1)!important;font: 400 11px Comic Sans;text-align:justify;line-height:12px;padding:4px;margin-left:55px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinBot i]font-size:11px;-webkit-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -moz-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -o-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite;[/newclass]
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Post by Farrin on Feb 5, 2024 3:30:26 GMT
[attr="class","Farrin"] [attr="class","KC1"] [attr="class","FarrinBG"] [attr="class","FarrinTop"] [attr="class","FarrinContent"] Long nights marked by little sleep and heavy breath. Farrin tossed and turned, tension gripping his neck, his brow, his mind. Sweat trickled down his back, soaking the sheets beneath him. Visions. But were they nightmares? Or was he sifting away once more? The difference had been blurred long ago.
His feet sank into the sand. The dark lake tucked away in the recesses of his chronkinetic mind had grown. A vast expanse of murky tides, eddied by blood and the black of death. It appeared to be an ocean now, the opposite end beyond his sight. Silence. A profound muteness that consumed all but the shifting tides reached out in every direction. This place- it was his kingdom in shadows, and he, ruler of one. Isolated, far beyond the reach of the world. So calm. So peaceful. So entirely cold. A shiver saw the hairs along his arms raised. He was without his hero threads here. Only dark shorts and an equally black sleeveless shirt. His go-to attire. His chest rose and died with the waves.
"Why 'ere. Why do I always end up back 'ere," he whispered to no one.
A flash. A memory. A time and place far behind him now. It felt all of five minutes ago.
A younger Farrin is running down a street just below the elevated one-train route back in New York. A smile flashes across his face. Bread. A few apples. And a chocolate chip granola bar. All of it is cradled in his arms as he takes off, sprinting away from the lone police officer trailing him out of the supermarket. It was one of the big chains. They'd live.
"Farrin, you ready?" Saxon shouted.
"Come on, Speedy! It's time to ditch em!" Delilah followed.
"Oi, yuh' know me," he said, eyeing the streets ahead. Running solo was easy enough, but tugging along two others was incredibly difficult still for a young, time-turning lad. Still, he couldn't let them down. That wasn't the O'Rourke way.
It was late. The only cars on the long street running below the railway were all parked. Open space. Yeah, he could handle this. "Hold on ta' yer arses!" He chirped. Three familiar fields of temporal green latched onto the young teens, and all three blasted off with fully time-turned acceleration. All laughs and smiles. They dusted the policeman. Today would be a great haul.
He's back on the beach, toeing the tides now. They're gone. Everyone else, too. Back in his kingdom, where others are but fleeting memories. They grace the sands of time for all of a blink, and then they're gone. The cycle repeats, and it's only he who remains. [attr="class","FarrinLeft"] [attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Symbol of Heroism [attr="class","fa fa-cog"][attr="class","FarrinQuote"]Even if it's already been decided. Even if it's set in stone. I'll smash that future! [attr="class","FarrinBot"][attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Tags: @people here [attr="class","fa fa-cog"] Notes: Delilah's linked art is actually her present day look, but this gives a rough idea. [googlefont=comic Sans][googlefont=Kaushan Script][newclass=.FarrinLeft]font-size: 28px; color: var(--AC1);font-family: Kaushan Script;text-align:center;padding:5px;transform: rotate(270deg); float:left;position:absolute;margin-left:-180px;margin-top:240px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinLeft i]font-size:20px;-webkit-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -moz-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -o-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinQuote]font-size: 13px;color: var(--AC1);text-align:center;padding:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinTrick] }@keyframes FarrinSpin { 0% { -ms-transform: rotate(0deg); -moz-transform: rotate(0deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(0deg); -o-transform: rotate(0deg); transform: rotate(0deg); } 100% { -ms-transform: rotate(360deg); -moz-transform: rotate(360deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(360deg); -o-transform: rotate(360deg); transform: rotate(360deg); }[/newclass][newclass=.Farrin]--BG1:#121212;--AC1:#4874a1;--LC1:#f8f8f8;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinBG]width:500px;overflow:hidden;background-color:var(--BG1);padding:0px 0px 10px 0px;background-image:url(https://i.imgur.com/n8HI7dC.jpg);background-size:cover;border: 10px solid var(--BG1);display:flex;flex-flow: row wrap;align-items:center;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinTop]width:500px;height:255px;background-image:URL(https://i.imgur.com/w8WWsMd.gif);background-size:cover;border-bottom: 10px solid var(--BG1);[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinContent]width:430px;min-height:400px; color: var(--AC1)!important;font: 400 11px Comic Sans;text-align:justify;line-height:12px;padding:5px 10px;margin-left:50px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinContent h1]width:30px;background-color: transparent;height:30px;font: 800 30px Comic Sans;text-align:center;margin-right:3px;margin-top:3px;margin-bottom:-2px;float:left;color:var(--AC1);text-transform:uppercase;padding:5px;border:3px double var(--AC1);line-height:30px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinBot]width:425px;border:1px solid var(--AC1);color: var(--AC1)!important;font: 400 11px Comic Sans;text-align:justify;line-height:12px;padding:4px;margin-left:55px;[/newclass][newclass=.FarrinBot i]font-size:11px;-webkit-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -moz-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; -o-animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite; animation: FarrinSpin 12s linear infinite;[/newclass]
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Post by Farrin on Feb 5, 2024 2:36:42 GMT
[attr="class","Farrin"] [attr="class","KC1"] [attr="class","FarrinBG"] [attr="class","FarrinTop"] [attr="class","FarrinContent"] Farrin considered Kenta's words. He was never the best with this stuff. Sada put on a cold front with outsiders, but she was the warmer of them when it came to comforting friends. Farrin came equipped with a battle brain. His feelings were buried below and had the texture of putty. It was difficult to vocalize. But if he couldn't be there for Kenta, what sort of friend was he?
"It wouldn't be fair o' anyone ta' expect yuh' ta jus' "get over it" n' move on," he emphasized. "Hero or not, that would be some sociopath shite. From what I gather, it takes months at a minimum fer' most ta' start ta' e'en start gettin' better from somethin' like that." Farrin paused, considering all that had happened since his time in UAU. "Jus' know yuh' did what yuh could. It wasn't yer' fault, it was that fecker's. We might not o' been able ta' save her, but wakin up n' choosin' break and kill people is a special kinda crazy. All o' that is on him. Not us. Certainly not you."
Farrin drew a hand back and set it over his neck, this time thinking on the night of the big villain attack. Yeah, he had to defend a hospital with Zenkai, then fought off some thugs with Peacekeeper, and luckily, found Freja before a group of thugs threatened to finish her off after jumping her. Villainy was growing out of control. That was for certain.
"Tell yuh' the truth, I see the faces o' those I've failed ta' save in me' sleep. Night o' the villain attack, the girl on the roof," and more, not that he would count off every instance he roamed the streets on patrols he shouldn't have. "It's true, villainy has grown bolder, but I think it makes sense, unfortunately. As generations move on, quirks grow more numerous, n' stronger too. More people wit' quirks, stronger quirks tat that, the more heroes n' villains we end up wit'. We've seen more n' more villains, but hero society is also growin. Like a war o' escalation."
Cold, hard logic. Things were going to get worse before they got better. Heroism's kryptonite was its responsive nature. You couldn't prevent most crimes, only respond to them, after some damage was done. Until better preventative measures were developed, things would grow more chaotic, even if there were more heroes to respond to that chaos.
"N' that's why we need ta' keep trainin, become the best we possibly can. We're next out there, so we'll become strong as possibly can be, enough ta' deter villainy wit' our very presence."
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Post by Farrin on Feb 5, 2024 2:07:54 GMT
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Together, as one!
ALIAS
OBERON
OCCUPATION
THIRD YEAR STUDENT
EVENT TOKENS
200
QUIRK
CHRONOKINESIS
Student
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Post by Farrin on Feb 5, 2024 1:52:34 GMT
[attr="class","Farrin"] [attr="class","KC1"] [attr="class","FarrinBG"] [attr="class","FarrinTop"] [attr="class","FarrinContent"] Farrin watched, unblinking as Jun spoke. No simply hearing her but listening. The difference was profound. The former was entertaining until it was your time to speak. The latter was truly caring. He didn't agree with her, but neither would he discredit her.
"Well, ta' be without weakness," he answered eventually. "I understand what yer' sayin, but what happens if yuh' fight a close-range specialist wit' a teleportation quirk or somethin o' the like? I think it's the opposite o' most games, where it pays most ta' double down on only a few stats or specializations. It works there because e'en if yuh' fail, yuh' get ta' try again wit' more knowledge. Out 'ere, beyond the walls, we've one chance so we need ta' be adaptable ta all scenarios."
Words delivered without any edge. There was no point playing tug of war with Jun, but maybe a more friendly comparison with the games might help convey his point without appearing aggressive. So he hoped. What really caught Farrin off guard, though, was the comment on hero society. It was true that heroism had been commercialized, but that didn't make the real work done by real heroes any less important. Morgana the Crimson Light, Farrin's mother, saved countless lives, then countless doubled again with her dying act. That had meaning.
"Where's dis comin' from," he started, just before she went on to reference the number of those they faced the other day that were unknown to the students. "It's true; we can't save e'eryone. People suffer. There's so much pain out there n' we can't possibly fight it all, but that doesn't mean heroism's efforts are without meanin. Look ta' those they do save, those we'll have ta' save when the time comes. Ask 'em if our actions were without meanin. I guarantee they say otherwise. They get ta' go home, see their loved ones again, eat another meal, and live another day. Heroism has been overly commercialized, but that dun' make the work any less important."
Farrin approached the dummy, setting a hand on its shoulder and looking it over before turning back to Jun. "I understand. But that's why we're 'ere. Ta' get stronger, ta' learn, because when we get out there, it's on us ta' face the world's cruelties so others dun' have ta'. That mean savin' e'eryone we can, those we care 'bout, n' all the people out there jus' tryin' ta' make it ta' tomorrow."
Not where he expected the conversation to go, but if he could help in some small way to firm Jun's resolve, well, that was an acceptable outcome for the day. A lot of people had died, people they knew suffered, complete strangers too. It was on them to minimize the damage the uncaring and cruel sought to spread in the future. "Well, certainly a handy quirk. Anger can certainly be useful, but I think a little hope might go a long way. When we're out there, be the people's hope," he chirped with a smirk.
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