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PLAYED BY Bell
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quirk CAPRICO
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Post by Tyrodin Borimir on Apr 21, 2019 4:14:43 GMT
[googlefont="Playfair Display"][googlefont="Alice"] Will you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful?
"I'm finally here.."
Those were the first words a goatboy uttered as his emerald eyes began surveying his current surroundings. He was uh.. a bit of a late entry into Class 1-A at U.A high. A transfer student, if you will, and from very far away, no less. This young man was Tyrodin Bormir - a young man born with a very unique Quirk under very unique circumstances. But those were details that could come a little later, yes? Right now, our focus is that he has now officially arrived at U.A High-School, his parents having approved his enrollment into living on the dormitory campus. He was dressed fairly casually, wearing his favorite shirt, pants and hoodie while toting his backpack and suitcase behind himself. He was going to bring along a few more of his belongings, but apparently, the staff had already taken the liberty of sending for them. Neat! Less things to carry! Even so, he would take his time in exploring the building, getting acquainted with the floor space of the common area before moving on to find his room.
It wouldn't take very long to reach it, a door with his nameplate sitting upon its surface. He'd open up the door to find boxes with all of his belongings still stashed inside, a smile curling upon his lips as he got to work. A few hours would pass, and by then, everything was set in place. His bedroom would resemble something one might expect from young children - a lot of dark-blue and... rainbow stars. Rainbow stars as far as the eye could see. Well, rather to be more precise, a rug with yellow stars on it, the bedding, dark-blue with rainbow stars, a lamp with stars and moons upon the lampshade, and... man, this kid really liked stars and rainbows. That would most likely be the first thought to cross peoples' minds. Well, whatever their initial impressions were, at the very least, he'd have a very nice, clean room that he could call his "Home Away from Home"!
That was when his stomach would suddenly let out a rumble, the goatboy looking down at his phone to find that it was now well off into the evening by the time he'd finished. "Uwaa... I didn't realize it was going to be so late by the time I was done. Hmm... I don't think the dorm has a kitchen.. which will make it kind of difficult to cook anything. I guess maybe it wouldn't hurt to try and find something quick and local.. but..." As much as the young man was perfectly fine with going out to get food, there was one glaring issue - he had no idea where anything was. After all, he and his parents had only just moved into Japan recently, so he didn't have the luxury of simply tracking something down to purchase sustenance. Oops. Oh but wait! There was this handy thing called "GPS" he could access on his phone! Surely it would point him in the right direction of food, lest he give into goat tendencies and start gnawing on random pieces of furniture. Yeah, he'd very much rather avoid that as much as possible..
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PLAYED BY caramel
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quirk Spinesnapper
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Post by Kato Hatsune on Apr 24, 2019 0:01:56 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","wassup1dangerhead"] [attr="class","wassup1dangerbody"] [attr="class","wassup1dangericon"] [attr="class","wassup1dangertxt"]
Kato arrived at U.A. as a transfer student a week before. So he didn't get the whole school's dynamic quite yet. When he arrived, he assumed everybody would be competitive and aiming for the top. They are. But not in the way he expected. It was all friendly between the students. Kato wasn't sure how to deal with it, so he did what he's always done. Be himself. Which turned out to not be a popular choice among his classmates. [break][break] But despite that Kato kept his studies and made up for lost time with training and studying. Intense of both. So he could be lesson wise as caught up with his classmates. But right now was the end of physical training when he arrived back to the dorms and he saw a strange white goat boy walking around the dorms. Kato being the curious person he has followed him around until they arrive at the empty dorm room which only has gotten its new nameplate today. So this is the little known Tyrodin Borimir. And when the boy went in there, Kato silently looked at the closed door for a moment before making his way to his dorm room. [break][break] Kato entered his room which was rather plain and compared to those of his classmates. His walls were mostly bare besides from a few posters of western cartoons and a small table in the middle with a tea set on top, a desk with a laptop, lamp, and some scattered notes on the side, and a futon rolled up in one corner-since normal bed gets destroyed and rolled up futons are cheaper to replace- there were some weights in the other corner for some strength training between workout sessions. Now it was time for studying. So for a few hours after doing some post-workout stretches, Kato focused on his school work. And by the time he was done his studying, it was getting late into the evening. But he was a little hungry. So looks like he'll have a quick snack before bed. [break][break] So with an incentive in mind, Kato walked out of his room with his swishing tail and made his way to the dorm's exit, he wasn't at all in the mood for cooking so getting food from a 7/11 before the curfew was a good idea. But while making his way out of the dorms, he walked past the that goat's boy dorm room. Kato briefly wondered if he got anything to eat yet. He should check. Can't have a classmate be weak during classes due to hunger, so Kato from a few feet away used his tail to tap on the new's boy's door and waited for him to answer.
[attr="class","wassup1dangerfoot"] [attr="class","wassup1dangertag"] @tryodin
[attr="class","wassup1dangernotes"] Sorry for the wait bell!
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PLAYED BY Bell
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Post by Tyrodin Borimir on Apr 25, 2019 4:04:56 GMT
[googlefont="Playfair Display"][googlefont="Alice"] Will you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful?
A long, fluffy ear perked ever-so-slightly at the sound of footsteps outside of his room, Tyrodin's eyes lighting up as the first exciting thought came into his mind that wasn't just being enrolled into U.A's Hero Course - a classmate! And if there was a classmate present, that meant the potential prospect of making a friend was in view! Oh, this was most certainly a joyous occasion! Without missing a beat, he made his way out of his room, taking care to close and lock the door behind himself before heading out into the common area. Surely enough, emerald-green orbs settled upon the form of a much, much taller man than himself and... was that a tail??? A huge frikkin' tail at that! Like, oh my gah, that thing nearly took up the entirety of the common area! Though, the owner of the tail wasn't quite as large, he was still pretty frikkin' huge. Like, comparing the two of them by size alone, Tyrodin felt like he was being dwarfed by quite a bit!
After a few seconds, the goatboy got over the initial shock, shaking it off before putting on his best smile and waving over to the larger male as he approached. "Howdy! Are you also in Class 1-A? If so, then that means we're classmates! My name is Tyrodin Borimir! But uh, you can just call me "Terry" if that's too much of a mouthful. Most people do." he said, already working on putting himself on the other guy on a first-name basis. He put forward a furred paw... hand(?)...pawb(?) in the hopes that maybe he'd get a handshake out of this. But even if he didn't, that's okay! So long as the prospect of getting along well enough with his classmates was in sight, he wouldn't mind it too much.
### NOTES: i'm sorry for the bad post ><;;
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PLAYED BY caramel
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quirk Spinesnapper
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Post by Kato Hatsune on Apr 25, 2019 14:33:14 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","wassup1dangerhead"] [attr="class","wassup1dangerbody"] [attr="class","wassup1dangericon"] [attr="class","wassup1dangertxt"]
Kato waited for the boy to answer the door. He briefly wondered what the new classmate is like as a person, or rather a goat person. The moment of thinking was over as it began as the boy opened the door within moments of his knocking. The goat boy was smaller than Kato by a considerable amount. But to be fair, most people were tiny compared to the tailed young man. So the size difference would be expected. The boy seemed impressed by his tail. As his green eyes lingered on it for a few moments longer compared to the rest of his gawking, meanwhile Kato sized up the boy himself. He had long ears, large green eyes, a bit of an overbite. Kato briefly wondered if his quirk gave him goat abilities. But the boy finally spoke up which means the time of analyzing is over. [break][break] The goat boy approached him while waving at him excitedly. Oh, another excitable person. Interesting. Kato nodded his head in response to the first two questions, and when Tyrodin Borimir introduced himself as such and then saying he can call him Terry. Kato stared at the boy unblinking for a moment before speaking, "Greetings, Borimir-san, as you will learn pretty quickly, I am not like most people." Kato spoke bluntly and curtly. And the goat boy put forward pawed hand to him, and Kato stared at it for a long moment unsure of what to do, but then he remembers that westerners shake their hands when greeting each other. So he tensely shakes his hand in response. [break][break] "I'm Kato Hatsune, I would prefer you to call me Hatsune-san or if you must, Hatsune-kun." Kato spoke bluntly once again. With that Kato broke off the handshake trying not to think how soft and fluffy the boy's hands were with a change of topics. "I noticed your arrival earlier today, normally I would introduce myself earlier but you sounded busy moving in, so I left you alone to your own devices." Kato admitted bluntly. "Now that you are done setting up your room, I was curious if you had dinner yet, if not I will show you to the dorm's kitchen and the nearby stores." Kato asked-no commanded of the goat boy to answer him, with his steely red gaze and twitching bony tail it might be a bit much for the boy.
[attr="class","wassup1dangerfoot"] [attr="class","wassup1dangernotes"] <3
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PLAYED BY Kiwi
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quirk Calorie Burner
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Post by Yukai Miru on Apr 25, 2019 23:45:48 GMT
[googlefont=Libre Baskerville:400i|Open Sans] [nospaces] [newclass=".aodov"] margin: 0px auto; padding: 5px; border: 1px solid #ddd; background-color: #fcfcfc; width: 500px [/newclass] [newclass=".aodmtop"] background-color: #2c2c2c; padding: 20px; text-align: center; color: #66CD00; font-family: Geneva; text-transform: uppercase; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 2px; [/newclass] [newclass=".aodimgtop1"] height: 250px; width: 500px; overflow: hidden; [/newclass] [newclass=".aodimgtop"] height: 250px; width: 400px; background:rgba(0,0,0,0.6); border-right: 1px solid white; position: relative; top: 50%; transform: translateY(-50%); display: flex; flex-direction: column; justify-content: center; margin-left: -300px; transition: 0.5s; [/newclass] [newclass=".aodicon"] float: right; margin-left: auto; height: 65px; width: 65px; background-color: #fdfdfd; border: 5px solid #fdfdfd; transform: rotate(-45deg); margin-right: -38px; overflow: hidden; display: inline-block; [/newclass] [newclass=".aodicon img"] height: 100px; transform: rotate(45deg); margin-left:-17px; margin-top: -15px; [/newclass] [newclass=".aodimgtext"] font-size: 9px; color: white; display: inline-block; width: 250px; font-family: Open Sans; text-transform: uppercase; margin-bottom: -38px; margin-left: 100px; opacity: 0; transition: 0.3s; border-bottom: 1px solid #fdfdfd; [/newclass] [newclass=".aodimgtext a"] color: #66CD00; font-family: Open Sans; [/newclass] [newclass=".aodov:hover .aodimgtop"]margin-left:0px; [/newclass] [newclass=".aodov:hover .aodimgtext"]opacity: 1; transition: 0.3s 0.2s; [/newclass] [newclass=".aodmain1"] padding: 40px; background-color: white; [/newclass] [newclass=".aodquote"] padding: 10px 40px 0px 40px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1; font-family: Libre Baskerville; margin-bottom: 40px; [/newclass] [newclass=".aodquote div"] color: #66CD00; font-size: 50px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: -10px; font-family: Open Sans; [/newclass] [newclass=".aodmain"] font-family: Open Sans; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; [/newclass] [newclass=".addy"] font-size: 9px; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: -1px; text-align:right; width:510px; margin:0px auto; [/newclass] [attr="class","aodov"] [attr="class","aodmtop"]happy meal [attr="class","aodimgtop1"] [attr="class","aodimgtop"] [attr="class","aodicon"] [attr="class","aodmain1"] [attr="class","aodquote"] ❝ sorry I used your kitchen! [attr="class","aodmain"] You know, speaking of the dorm kitchen, that was a very interesting little question by the Spinebreaker of 1-A. Because as it would turn out, a certain orange-haired boy had found their way into the 1-A dormitory, holding a few pots and pans, and raiding their fridge. "Let's see, that's... lettuce? Looks like lettuce. And... tomatoes... oooh, cucumbers, that's healthy. Not a lot of calories..." the orange-haired male had set them aside on the counter, placed on a cutting board set aside. [break][break] You might be asking, how did this orange-haired senpai managed to get into the first year dorms, and why not his own. It all begins during the early moments of dinner... [break][break] "Empty?!" Yukai would say, upon opening the fridge. His stomach was growling, as he hadn't eaten a lot. A calming lethargy came over him, and a headache that seemed to ring within his ears upon a meal not eaten. He looked through the fridge, scurrying around. There was milk, but... well, milk wasn't a meal without cereal. A big sigh exuded from his lips, head pressed to the freezer door. How could they have forgotten to stock up the second year fridge? [break][break] It wasn't like it was Umeko, Aoi, or Oliver's fault, but Yukai was out of options. He had to eat, or he might pass out. As the boy moved himself outside, he eyed the first year dorm. They were the youngest, and had to eat the most, right? It meant that they did have more food, it had to! Yukai was no genius, but he knew how to make food thanks to his time at his family's bakery. So, he ran his way over to the 1-A dorm. [break][break] Into the building, to the kitchen area, open the door, and WHAM. What the hell... they had so much. He licked his lips with his tongue, and grabbing a floofy pink apron (hopefully no one would mind), he began the delicate process of scoping out the ingredients. [break][break] As the cutting knife began, first came the tomatoes. Then the cucumber, and those were easy. Following this made him cry immensely at the onions. Scoop it all together, and- [break][break] Oh. He made too much. Uh... Yukai would stare down at his handiwork, and realized he had prematurely made a tomato, cucumber, and onion salad, with ingredients that didn't belong to him. Maybe he could dine and dash? No...? That was... wrong. Yukai felt himself go a little slack against the counter. Still wearing the apron, he called upwards on the stairs and called out to all who could hear him. [break][break] "H-Hey! I made a lot of salad, if someone wants some! Sorry I used your kitchen!" he called out. Surely, no one would think ill of Happy Meal for using their ingredients to feed some of 1-A and himself? [attr="class","addy"] addy
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PLAYED BY Bell
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quirk CAPRICO
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Post by Tyrodin Borimir on Apr 26, 2019 2:53:32 GMT
[googlefont="Playfair Display"][googlefont="Alice"] Will you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful?
Uwa.. it was a little jarring to hear his surname being used in such a way. He didn't mind it, of course! He knew it was customary for the Japanese to address each other as such! However, it just wasn't something Tyrodin was quite used to yet. Not to mention, pairing that together with the much taller man's curt way of speaking sort of put the goatboy on edge. "Aha.. um.. you can call me "Terry-kun".. I think?" Poor guy. He still hadn't fully grasped all of the conversational customs just yet. He knew well enough to get by in a conversation, but he was just so casual that the whole surname thing was bound to keep throwing him off. But he would try his best, regardless. "Uhh... Hatsune..-san... right? Eheh.. funny enough, I actually haven't eaten anything yet. I was hoping maybe you could show me where the nearest stores are so I could maybe gather ingredients to put something together.."
Looking up at the guy.. wow, that gaze of Kato's was really putting the goatboy on edge. He felt like this was more of him being setup for some kind of interrogation as opposed to a friendly meet-and-greet. The prospect of gathering food before curfew was high on the least.. but he kept getting the feeling that perhaps the larger man preferred to be left alone..? However, his thoughts came to a halt as one long ear perked ever-so-slightly at a very familiar sound. "Hm? That sound..!" he exclaimed, green eyes shifting towards the direction of what he could only discern as the sound of a knife upon a cutting board. "There's no denying it! Someone is cutting up vegetables! And the smell..!" He trailed off, tipping his head upward slightly as the sniffed at the air. "Tomatoes.. onions.. cucumbers.. is someone making onion salad..?? ...Wait! If someone's making a salad, then that means... that means...!"
In that moment, Tyrodin could hardly contain his excitement, those emerald hues soon shifting to a golden-yellow, the goatboy practically brimming with joy as he exclaimed, "If someone's making a salad, then that must mean there's a kitchen..!!" he cried, that fluffy puff of a tail of his wagging to and fro happily behind himself. Without so much as a word, the young man followed his nose all the way over to the dormitory kitchen, practically throwing the door open as his eyes fell upon the prize. Those same eyes surveyed the area with a sense of joy that he only felt whenever he was in the kitchen... before falling on another unfamiliar face. "Hello, there!" he called out, immediately zipping over to the counter where the redhead stood. "My name's Tyrodin! I'm a transfer student for Class 1-A and-- ...Huh?" His introductions fell flat as he looked down to see that there was indeed an onion salad... but there was only onion salad.
". . .Sir. Why is there only salad present?" he inquired in a rather curt tone.
### NOTES: only salad? what even is this?!
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PLAYED BY Blue
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quirk Heavy Metal
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Post by Jon Lafayette on Apr 26, 2019 3:43:23 GMT
Thumping their hip against the cabinet drawer, it caught on the bundled shirt they’d thrown in not even a second prior and Jon shoved the garment down until they could properly close said drawer crookedly. Eh, good enough. Jon swiveled on the toes of their rainbow knee sock as they shambled back toward their bed. Its lonely partner didn’t fit and had been resigned with the rest of the lonely half pairs they’d eventually donate. Plunking down on the edge of their bed, they fiddled with their headphones, clicking it smaller to fit through their mass of hair to rest comfortably on their ears. Faint music filtered through as they cycled through the selection on their phone and frowned at each new one. No, nope, ew, no thanks, yes.
At the slow tempo base started up, Jon tugged on the edge of their binder, pulling it down until it lay smooth against their waist and glanced at their reflection in the mirror on their dorm room. Running a hand down their chest, they tried to focus on the flatness until the sour feeling in their stomach subsided. They distracted themselves with touching a new scar on their arm, the skin still an angry pale line against their brown skin and knew there were a few more matching ones that still stung like a sunofabitch. But, they’d had enough of being poked, prodded, and medicated and had skipped swinging by the doc’s station to grab their usual daily vitamins. No doubt someone would be on them about that, but that’s why UA was a big place, so easy to forget and get lost. Oh well.
The low rumble from their stomach made them grimace. Nothing like a little self loathing in the evening to make a person hungry. Rooting around in the pile of clean laundry, they tossed a baggy green shirt over their head, pausing to take off their earphones and detangling themselves in their shirt cocoon. They grunted when something pulled too much. Yep, definitely still a little tender everywhere. Jon dragged themselves to their feet with not as much gusto as they pretended to have to walk the short distance to their closet to grab a few things. They didn’t need much, shoes and a hoodie. Oh wait, pants. Ugh, pants. Wandering around in boxers probably didn’t fall into appropriate attire. Jeans were their usual go to but that required so much work and they thought about just sticking with their boxers until they came across a recent, impulse purchase. A pair of black harem pants trimmed in green. They looked like super baggy, pajama bottoms and that made them all the more better. Lime green converse sneakers and their dark green hoodie completed the outfit. Nothing like matching your hair to make yourself feel just as shitty. Good times.
Still the wobbly text of, Curse your sudden but inevitable betrayal, blazed across the front of their shirt with little dinosaur figures made them grin. All right, maybe not so shitty. One last look in the mirror, a quick bend to adjust their billowy pants at their ankle, pulling the hem down to cover the metal pylon of their prosthetic. It sagged perfectly and with a quick tug on the socket to ensure it still was fitting evenly, even after a liner change, they were out the door in search of food only just remembering to grab their wallet and phone.
Which brought them all the way down to the first year’s kitchen area. They spent a few minutes rummaging around their dorm room floor but either someone had already raided it, or no one had restocked it except for one very sad, lonely, wilted carrot. Second year floor was just as abysmal. God, if the first year was like this, they were just going to hit the local market for some quick food.
They’d just traipsed into the sitting area at half their normal lackadaisical speed; they were limping more than usual tonight, when someone yelled out from the kitchen about the food they made. The voice sounded faintly familiar but they’d have to put a proper face to it. At least that solved the problem of the first years being out of anything edible. Maybe they could just raid their fridge for snacks and steal away like the gremlin they were. Oh, Yukai. They’d recognize that bright, sunshiney orange hair anywhere. Jon didn’t interact with a lot of second and first years, the bane of being a third year, so little time for an actual life outside classes and the agencies.
Pausing to retie one of their shoes, the gave an awkward hop for balance and inwardly rolled their eyes at their self. It was going to be one of those kind of nights. Standing, they made quick work of heading to the kitchen area only to nearly collided into the broad side of a barn, if a barn had a tail. And by collide, more tried to sidestep it without losing their head. Why’d everyone have to be so damn tall. “Damn, guess they’re making heroes in extra large these days.” Jon gave a quick two finger salute at the big guy, barely batting an eye at his appearance though something definitely tugged at their memory. Something they probably should have remembered. They took another quick side eye look, taking in more of the student’s look before shifting their attention to Yukai and another new face they didn’t know. This one however was straight up adorable and fluffy and had Jon been a weaker person, they’d have reached out to pet the poor student, if only to touch one of their ears.
Instead they rubbed the back of their neck, rolling their head slightly to alleviate an imaginary kink, not from a blade shoved in it nope, and leaned their hip against the counter, taking the weight off their right side. The green haired student frowned at the salad before giving a disappointed sigh.
“What’s with the rabbit food?”
Jon straightened suddenly as if they'd been shocked and snapped their fingers before swiveling back toward Kato. “Sans,” they stated with a devilish grin.
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PLAYED BY lolmight
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quirk ★ALL STAR★
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Post by Daiki Satou on May 5, 2019 18:12:18 GMT
[attr="class","sinner"] [attr="class","sinner1"] [attr="class","sinback"] [attr="class","sinnert"] The end of a long day was always the beginning of an even longer grind session. Whether that's in books, training, going to basketball tournaments across various regions of Japan and Musutafu especially or just keeping up with his social life varied just about every single time. This occasion was no different. The end of a long school day filled with its own trials to overcome paved the way for in this case some additional physical activity. Well, any onlooker would think that anyways. The concept behind this training was fairly simple logically, it made sense but in practice... Oh boy in practice did it look just hilarious. It was simple in design, a nearly six foot five kid sprinting in donuts like he was a stunt devil at a car course. Out on the field next to the school it almost looked like a tornado with how fast he was going. Brown dust flying every which way along with the occasional clumps of dirt. One might ask, why is he doing this? Well, most people probably wouldn't have the answer but if you asked him? Simple. It was to make turning with his quirk more natural! Doing a full turn quickly without cartwheel- Ah fuck. Suddenly in the midst of thinking on how he would explain this to an observer he lost his footing. Spiraling out of the dust devil like a gymnast in full swing he went head over heels cartwheeling across the field into a fence considering he had no current footing to stop his momentum. Bending the sprints of the fence he let out a groan once he slid to the ground below, staring up at the golden glowing sky just barely revealing the stars above. God that's a beautiful sight. Standing back up after several moments and dusting just about every inch of himself off, he bent the fence wiring back into place and got right back too it. No rest for him, not yet anyways. Though someone didn't agree. The mind riding along with his mind. The bigbrain to his smallbrain. The brain to his pinky, the player to his game and the ultimate interrogator. Tummy. His stomach rumbled in protest as a hunger washed up to realization and out of determination Daiki got into a mental battle with himself as he ran laps. 'TUMMY NOT NOW I'M TRAINING' 'My son. I am hungry' 'YES I REALIZE THAT, WE'LL GET SOMETHING TO EAT SOON... Ooooh pancakes....' 'Yes... Give into the dark side... Give into the pancakes... Young Daiki' 'YOU'RE THE WORST TUMMY' 'Yummy pancakes... What if someone is making pancakes RIGHT now, and in half an hour all the pancakes are gone? You could make them yourself but you'd be so tired that you would do a bad job and make yuckakes' 'Yuckakes, sounds like something I'd say' 'I am you dumbass' 'Okay okay fine let's go eat'Giving into his hunger and losing a mental battle of fortitude with himself, he resigned to stop training to get something to eat with only the reassurance that post eating he would get right back too it. Coming to a stop and resting his palms on his knees, he took a moment to rest before walking back towards the dorms. The walk took a couple of minutes from the fields, he could run there but he just wasn't feeling it. Something about dusk just captivated him, the sky always had a way with doing that to Daiki. Though lo and behold two minutes elapsed and he was at the door to 1-A. Stepping in, once out of the land of nature he only just not realized the dust he kicked in. Now right near the kitchen, everyone could probably see him at the moment. He coughed, and from his cough came a woosh of dust. Oops. Looking over towards everyone he gave a cheeky smile tied to a wave before calling over. " Ha ha ha! I'll be back in a second I'm going to get a change of clothes!" Trotting off towards his room, he'd open the door. Being right on the floor anyone in the kitchen if they followed his movements with even a look could get a glance into the room. Hero. Posters. EVERYWHERE. The number one hero, two, three, four. Top heroes of past generations and upcoming heroes. His walls were cobalt colored and that's just about all someone with that view could catch. Probably more to it but the door shut pretty quick. Moments later as well as a quick sprint to the washroom in a blinding dart of energy signaled the arrival of a clean Daiki. Now in a proper shirt and pants, and looking clean he made his way back to the kitchen. Seeing not one, not two, not three but four faces one of which he already knew had to be Kato, gave another way. Looking towards the food being made... Salad, he squinted. His tummybrain spoke to him. ' On second thought nvm I'm not hungry bro' Ugh. Daiki spoke up. " Hey guys, Satou Daiki. Dorm idiot, yadda yadda. Nice to meet you guys." He'd speak up, taking a seat in the same spot he sat back when Ren cooked pancakes, resting an arm on the armrest of the couch. He could probably use the sit-down after all the training. BAD NO WORD COUNT● EW TAGS ● Meet ducky. 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PLAYED BY OOC NAME
PLAYED BY caramel
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quirk Spinesnapper
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alias Spinebreaker
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Post by Kato Hatsune on May 5, 2019 18:52:06 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","wassup1dangerhead"] [attr="class","wassup1dangerbody"] [attr="class","wassup1dangericon"] [attr="class","wassup1dangertxt"]
"No." [break][break] Was Kato's response to Borimir-san's suggestion of calling him by a nickname, nicknames are far too casual for his liking it implies something between the two of them which doesn't exist yet. But when the goat boy started speaking up again, with his proper name, Kato nodded his head in approval as the goat boy went into detail about showing him to the kitchens or the nearest store. [break][break] But while Kato was sizing up the new student one of his ears perked up, and the new kid seemed excited over something. Stupidly excited about somebody making a salad from what they are saying. Before Kato could say anything, the goat boy proclaimed that there was a kitchen and with yellow eyes started running down the stairs. Kato stood there in the kid's dust just blinking once, twice, thrice, before he let out a sigh and made his way down the stairs to the kitchen. He took his sweet time since he felt like something stupid was going to happen. [break][break] Right before Kato walked into the first-years dorm kitchen, a short young man nearly collided with him with got a low growl out of the tall tailed student. But the short person kept shooting him looks, and Kato let out a sigh. Kato shot the salad a look before sizing up the ginger in the kitchen with them. It would appear he was a second year. But suddenly a loud voice and the snapping of fingers brought his focus back to the short student who was now looking at them with a devilish grin, with got a no-nonsense look out of Kato. "Lafayette-san." Kato said as he looked him up and down, he expected him to be taller. [break][break] But before Kato could say anything ANOTHER person entered the kitchen and it was Satou. Who greeting themselves quickly and took a seat on a nearby couch, Kato let out a low sigh and spoke. "Miru-senpai, do you want us to help you cook something for everybody. It would appear not many people ate this evening-Wait are you wearing my apron?" Kato quizzically ask as he realized what Miru-senpai was wearing. Kato took a deep breath in let out a deep sigh. "I suggest you take that off now Miru-senpai, it is highly inappropriate to be wearing a kouhai's clothing."
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PLAYED BY OOC NAME
PLAYED BY Dom
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quirk FIGHTING ABSORBENT
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alias King
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Post by Romi Moon on May 6, 2019 10:38:33 GMT
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Distracted by the music being played from the cat-shaped speaker, resting upon the top shelf of his room’s bookcase. The pastel-pink plastic pulsing with a soft glow and the fast-paced vocals of hip-hop music. And by the manga novel held, opened, in his hands, fingertips pinching, turning a page every few minutes as he sat at his desk.[break][break] Bzzz-Bzzz [break][break] His smartphone began to tremble against the corner of his desk, breaking Romi free from the inked world of the manga’s protagonist, Sayoko-chan, and he placed his book down, reaching to switch off his cell’s alarm. Wincing, lightly, from the awkward stiffness of his movements, his gaze dropping to the ice-packs strapped down the lengths of his otherwise bare legs.[break][break] Keeping a bruise iced for two-to-three hours would reduce the colour, the swelling, or so his mother had told him.[break][break] Perhaps it was a little – silly. Studying to become a hero but not wanting to bare the scars, the physical mementos that came with that difficult path. Romi couldn’t help how he felt though.[break][break] A growing emptiness gnawed at the base of his stomach as he pulled the cold and dripping bags from his legs, reminding him that it was probably best for him to get something to eat. So, drying down his legs with a towel he pulled on a snug pair of ink-black jeans, grabbed one of his more colourful jackets and left his room. Heading for the Third-Year’s kitchen.[break][break] Only to find it empty, with not even a can-of-anything to be found.[break][break] Truly though, it wasn’t a surprise – wasn’t as if it hadn’t happened a dozen times before. Training exercises and the strengthening of quirks led to constantly hungry stomachs. So, digging his hands into the side-pockets of his jacket, Romi turned on his heel and left the room, left the floor. Heading for the First-Year’s kitchen facility – they always had a decent stock.[break][break] Though, Romi didn’t seem to be alone in realizing that for, as he reached the other kitchen, he found a small cluster of other students gathered within.[break][break] ”Salad, huh?” Stopping just behind them, Romi’s hands remained buried deep within his jacket as he stood casually, his head slightly arched to the side, curious by the gathering. He couldn’t say that a salad was exciting, he preferred sweeter tastes, but he’d never been one to turn his nose up at any food, his mother had taught him better than that – or, well, maybe poverty had. Realizing he’d more-or-less stumbled into the conversation, that the offer probably wasn’t made towards him, Romi blinked his brightly-blue eyes, twice, and offered a bashful smile. ”Ah, my bad – didn’t mean to, uhh, butt in, I guess. Upstairs –“ he drew a hand out and motioned up at the ceiling ”– hasn’t anything to eat so I thought I’d go looking …”[attr="class","momoPRight"] ulla [newclass=.momoPBG]background-color:#fff;margin-top:20px;padding:5px;width:420px;height:325px;-webkit-clip-path: polygon(14% 0, 100% 0, 100% 100%, 0 100%, 0 18%);clip-path: polygon(14% 0, 100% 0, 100% 100%, 0 100%, 0 18%);[/newclass] [newclass=.momoPSide]background-color:#3c397f;width:186px;float:left;margin-top:-5px;height:335px;[/newclass] [newclass=.momoPIMG]height:325px;width:175px;margin-left:5px;margin-top:5px;background-image:url(https://i.imgur.com/ZKaGF6r.jpg);float:left;-webkit-clip-path: polygon(30% 0, 100% 0, 100% 100%, 0 100%, 0 16%);clip-path: polygon(30% 0, 100% 0, 100% 100%, 0 100%, 0 16%);[/newclass] [newclass=.momoPInfo]height:50px;padding:5px;background-color:#3c397f;margin-top:265px;opacity:.7;width:200px;padding-left:50px;margin-left:140px;-webkit-clip-path: polygon(25% 0%, 100% 0%, 100% 100%, 0% 100%);clip-path: polygon(25% 0%, 100% 0%, 100% 100%, 0% 100%);transition:.5s;[/newclass] [newclass=.momoPIMG:hover .momoPInfo]margin-left:-65px;transition:.5s;[/newclass] [newclass=.momoPTag]color:#fff;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:9px;text-transform:uppercase;text-align:center;line-height:10px;margin-top:3px;padding-bottom:5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.momoPTag a]color:#fff!important;font-family:trebuchet ms;[/newclass] [newclass=.momoPDiv]height:1px;width:140px;background-color:#fff;opacity:.5;[/newclass] [newclass=.momoPNotes]color:#fff;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:9px;text-transform:uppercase;overflow:auto;width:165px;margin-top:5px;height:27px;line-height:10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.momoPNotes::-webkit-scrollbar]width:0px;[/newclass] [newclass=.momoPBody]opacity:.9999;overflow:auto;font-family:arial;font-size:10px;text-align:justify;line-height:13px;float:right;width:210px;height:313px;padding:10px;margin-top:-5px;margin-right:4px;border:#ccc 1px solid;border-left:0;border-right:0;[/newclass] [newclass=.momoPBody b]font-family:Nunito;color:#3c397f;font-weight:800;[/newclass] [newclass=.momoPRight]width:6px;height:405px;margin-top:-10px;margin-right:-418px;background-color:#3c397f;[/newclass] [newclass=.momoPBody::-webkit-scrollbar]width:7px;background-color:#fff;[/newclass] [newclass=.momoPBody::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]background-color:#ccc;border:#fff 3px solid;[/newclass] [googlefont=Nunito]
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PLAYED BY OOC NAME
PLAYED BY Kiwi
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quirk Calorie Burner
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alias Happy Meal
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Post by Yukai Miru on May 7, 2019 2:36:26 GMT
[googlefont=Libre Baskerville:400i|Open Sans] [nospaces] [newclass=".aodov"] margin: 0px auto; padding: 5px; border: 1px solid #ddd; background-color: #fcfcfc; width: 500px [/newclass] [newclass=".aodmtop"] background-color: #2c2c2c; padding: 20px; text-align: center; color: #66CD00; font-family: Geneva; text-transform: uppercase; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 2px; [/newclass] [newclass=".aodimgtop1"] height: 250px; width: 500px; overflow: hidden; [/newclass] [newclass=".aodimgtop"] height: 250px; width: 400px; background:rgba(0,0,0,0.6); border-right: 1px solid white; position: relative; top: 50%; transform: translateY(-50%); display: flex; flex-direction: column; justify-content: center; margin-left: -300px; transition: 0.5s; [/newclass] [newclass=".aodicon"] float: right; margin-left: auto; height: 65px; width: 65px; background-color: #fdfdfd; border: 5px solid #fdfdfd; transform: rotate(-45deg); margin-right: -38px; overflow: hidden; display: inline-block; [/newclass] [newclass=".aodicon img"] height: 100px; transform: rotate(45deg); margin-left:-17px; margin-top: -15px; [/newclass] [newclass=".aodimgtext"] font-size: 9px; color: white; display: inline-block; width: 250px; font-family: Open Sans; text-transform: uppercase; margin-bottom: -38px; margin-left: 100px; opacity: 0; transition: 0.3s; border-bottom: 1px solid #fdfdfd; [/newclass] [newclass=".aodimgtext a"] color: #66CD00; font-family: Open Sans; [/newclass] [newclass=".aodov:hover .aodimgtop"]margin-left:0px; [/newclass] [newclass=".aodov:hover .aodimgtext"]opacity: 1; transition: 0.3s 0.2s; [/newclass] [newclass=".aodmain1"] padding: 40px; background-color: white; [/newclass] [newclass=".aodquote"] padding: 10px 40px 0px 40px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; line-height: 1; font-family: Libre Baskerville; margin-bottom: 40px; [/newclass] [newclass=".aodquote div"] color: #66CD00; font-size: 50px; float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-top: -10px; font-family: Open Sans; [/newclass] [newclass=".aodmain"] font-family: Open Sans; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; [/newclass] [newclass=".addy"] font-size: 9px; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: -1px; text-align:right; width:510px; margin:0px auto; [/newclass] [attr="class","aodov"] [attr="class","aodmtop"]happy meal [attr="class","aodimgtop1"] [attr="class","aodimgtop"] [attr="class","aodicon"] [attr="class","aodmain1"] [attr="class","aodquote"] ❝ you haven't seen anything yet from the son of Teppen no Sakuranbo! [attr="class","aodmain"] Just as Yukai had called up to the rest of 1-A, the orange-haired boy went back to the salads, and prepared a bowl for some of them heading down the steps. That was one set of steps, and Yukai's head tilted up to see perhaps one of the fluffiest boys ever. He gave a smile, as the fluffy boy called out to him with a hello, and Yukai responded with one himself. "Hey!" he was grinning his normal grin, and as the goat boy spoke and introduced himself as his kouhai, he gave the question that Yukai dreaded. Yukai felt his face redden just a little in embarrassment. He could have made something else, but the calories were... enough, right? [break][break] It was like an opening flood gate of people coming in, because it seemed like one after another, someone else came in. Lafayette-senpai entered, with their usual... well, Yukai would never call it anything more than criticism, even if he was thinking it rather loudly. Followed by a tailed kouhai, who seemed to ask if he needed help cooking. Yukai couldn't even get a word out, as the conversation switched to the apron, which Yukai's face flushed red. Then some blonde kouhai announced himself as a dorm idiot, who had stared at his work, and squinted. Followed by his other pink-haired senpai, Moon-senpai, who seemed to apologize for butting in. [break][break] This was going really poorly for self-esteem-issues-having Mr. Perfect. [break][break] Taking a deep breath in, Yukai pulled on the strings of the apron and pulled it on tighter. He decided to play it off properly. "Oh, y-you think that's all I got? Hah, you haven't seen anything yet from the son of Teppen no Sakuranbo!" he began to laugh with a pseudo confidence. He answered all the students at once. He wasn't one to take criticism sitting down. [break][break] The thing about Yukai Miru was that even if he was a dummy, he did particularly well with food. He grew up in the Cherry on Top bakery he just stated, after all, so even if it was a boast, it was one that had some merit. Okay, so he wasn't perfect in the kitchen, but he felt the challenge on him. Even if he ignored his tailed kouhai's words over the apron, he set the oven, and pulled out a can of buttermilk biscuits from the fridge, smacked it on the counter, pulled out the butter, some Parmesan cheese, and some garlic powder, some dried oregano, and dried parsley flakes. [break][break] One of his personal favorites when he was still in elementary school. They wanted a meal? They'd get a meal. [break][break] The biscuits were rolled into 12-inch, give or take ropes each, and tied into a knot. He tucked both ends under, and after grabbing a baking sheet and making sure it was greased, he placed the knots down, one by one. Flipping up a bowl, he began to combine the butter, the Parmesan, the garlic powder, the dried oregano and parsley, and some salt. Once mixed, he brushed the mixture with the butter mixture. [break][break] He wiped his face as he put them into the oven, and closed it, setting the time for eight minute, as he gestured to the salad. "The Parmesan garlic knots will be done in ten." He pulled off the apron, and handed it to the tailed kouhai, and after which he brushed off his face. He wasn't taking that hit to his self-esteem. After all, he was Mr. Perfect.
[attr="class","addy"] addy
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PLAYED BY OOC NAME
PLAYED BY Bell
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quirk CAPRICO
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alias CAPRICO
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Post by Tyrodin Borimir on May 7, 2019 6:50:47 GMT
[googlefont="Playfair Display"][googlefont="Alice"] Will you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful?
There were now more people present than Tyrodin could recall, with the addition of two third year students coming in, plus another fellow classmate whom the goatboy had yet to properly become acquainted with. However, as they started to join the group in the kitchen one-by-one, his attention was focused upon the redhead, Yukai, an admittedly nice looking guy who was limiting himself simply to an onion salad for dinner! But it seemed like with the growing numbers, and his and Kato's insistence that their Senpai have something more than just a salad to eat, the guy rose to his feet and started to put something together. This was a bit surprising for Tyrodin, as he wasn't exactly expecting anyone other than himself to know how to be able to cook. Then again, he'd only ever cooked with his mother at the cooks at his part-time job.. buuuut his classmates didn't need to know about that. Not yet, anyway.
At any rate, it didn't take Tyrodin very long to see what Yukai was soon making some kind of... pastry? No, not quite. Certainly it was pastry dough, mixed together with Parmesan, garlic powder, dried oregano, and parsley. Ah! He was making garlic knots! It had to be that! Or at least, something along the same lines. Golden-yellow hues were slowly shining a little brighter, before shifting between having a purple star-shape where his pupils should be, then inverting in color. For those who don't know Tyrodin, part of his mutation granted him chromatic eyes, meaning that they change color depending on his mood. In this case, yellow means "joy" or "excitement". Purple? Well, for him, it would be "pride". The young man is indeed very proud of his cooking skills, so for him to see Yukai making garlic knots from scratch? Well, this just further cemented his intentions when he originally saw the guy with just a salad.
The redhead finished putting his concoction in the oven and was just about to hand the apron over to Kato. However, Tyrodin would reach for it and take into his own hands, smiling sheepishly up at the much taller male as he spoke,"Aha.. s-sorry, Hatsune-san.. I-I need to borrow this. It won't take long, I promise! Haha.." That was kind of a lie, but the goat had good intentions as he placed the apron on and tied it off behind himself. It wasn't long before he began to look through the cabinets and the fridge to see what was available to them. Honestly, it seemed like there was plenty of food to last the dorm for a while. And after counting heads, were five other people to account for. That's when his brain started getting to work.
'We have three Senpai's present here.. I think.. one of them is trying to eat healthy. Then there's Hatsune-san.. he's frikkin' huge, so he needs a lot more protein than the rest of us! Err.. Lafayette-san, was he called? Well, I don't know him, but I think I have something everyone here can enjoy.' These were the thoughts running through his head as he began pulling out pots, pans, and other cooking utensils before looking through the refrigerator once more. And with that, he knew exactly what he was going to do. His first night in the dorms was going to be celebrated with his first dinner served to his fellow students! With that he grabbed all of the ingredients he needed and placed them out upon the counter-top, soon getting to work on mixing together extra virgin olive oil in with honey, the juice and zest of a large lime, a bit of grated ginger, salt, and pepper in a small bowl. Once that was done, he'd fire up the broiler beneath the oven before taking out salmon fillets and slicing them so they were all one-inc thick before laying them out upon parchment paper which he brushed with the olive oil so as to prevent it all from sticking, plus, give it a little extra flavor that wouldn't make it taste overly fishy.
Once he had brushed them with the Lime-Ginger Marinade and slid those bad boys in, he took hold of some cauliflower florets and chopped them up nice and fine until it all started to look like small grains of rice before moving on whisking soy sauce, sesame oil, ginger and white pepper together into a small bowl before setting it aside. That would come in a later step. What came next was Tyrodin opening up packages of frozen vegetable medley consisting of carrots, corn, green beans, pearl onions and peas - something fairly standard these days in almost every grocery store. By the time he was done, a pan he had poured a tablespoon of vegetable oil into and allowed it to start heating up on the side, he'd pour that medley right on in, allowing them to heat until tender before throwing in the cauliflower rice with the vegetable mix, cooking the mixture as he added in the earlier sauce mix for roughly around 5 minutes. Once he was certain everything was cooked all the way through, he turned off the stove and scooped the Cauliflower Fried Rice into bowls for himself and his classmates before taking out his phone and setting a timer to go off in 7 minutes, keeping himself attentive for the salmon fillets.
"Cauliflower Fried Rice is ready! Please eat it while it's still hot! The Lime-Ginger Salmon will be ready in 7 minutes. If you have room for dessert after all of this, then I may have something in mind!" he declared with a hint of pride in his tone.
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Post by Jon Lafayette on May 9, 2019 19:51:28 GMT
The hum drum reaction to the remedial penchant for nicknames was like music to their ears. Jon felt their grin grow three sizes too big and the little bit of the doom and gloom clinging to them lifted a fraction. Setting a hand on a cocked hip, they gave a quick back and forth preening sway at Kato when he looked them over. Why yes, you’re absolutely right, they thought. I am this good looking. “Bruh, call me Jon, like seriously.” They’d have kept talking if more people hadn’t piled in, in search of the same sustenance they were and heir eyes lit up at their fellow third year.
Jon huffed a laugh at Romi, giving them a quick wink and went back to leaning against the counter, the edge biting in the middle of their back and pressed on sore ribs. Giving a low grunt, they straightened. Okay, that was a bad position. “Yeah dude,” they laughed, voice carefully void of any inking of discomfort and stretched a hand across the counter to pick a piece of salad from the bowl to munch on, hands mostly clean. “Why do you think I’m here?”
They hadn’t meant to ignore the other first year that arrived, it was kind of hard not to when damn near everyone towered over you. I mean who didn’t know the that tall drink of blonde? What was his name again. Geeze, there were so many blondes in 1A this year, it was a little hard to keep them all apart.
The passing of the apron was amusing to watch, if only for Kato’s reaction. “So if someone wears your apron, does that mean y’all married now? That’s now that works, right?”
Partially in the way, Jon nosed around on the kitchen going-on's, scooting over a little to make room for Yukai to work on something. “You had me at garlic.” They watched around his shoulder for a moment as he worked the dough, adding seasonings like an actual professional person who knew what they were doing. “Man, I was just gunna head to the closet konbini for oden. But, now I got me a couple of waifus in the kitchen cookin’ me up something real good.”
Jon was more than fine to let others cook. In fact, they encouraged it, knowing their own shortcomings in the kitchen. Their brother hadn’t banned them from stepping foot in his kitchen for the fun of it. Third years had an unwritten rule to not let Jon use the stove anymore without supervision.
“Lookin’ good, skinny legend.” They reached up to clap a congratulatory hand on Yukai’s shoulder, though they reached about mid back at best. They kept it light, though it was easy to forget the short student boxed. “You too, fluffybuns.” Jon added to the goat kid as he started on something that smelled pretty good as well until they laid eyes on the vegetable.
Cauliflower. A physical shudder ran through them as they hitched their shoulders. Felt like someone walked over their grave. “Pass on the broccoli ghost, no offense, kid.”
They slid past Romi, giving a nod of their head toward the seating area. “Come take a seat if ya want, Bubblegum Crisis. It’s getting too crowded in here and I’m at the risk of being stepped on.” Leaving it up to the third year to decided what he wanted to do, Jon weaved back to the sitting are and flopped onto the couch next to Daiki, instantly wishing they sat a little easier. They slouched back, shoes barely touching the floor before they sat up grumbling and shoved a pillow behind them. That was better, still able to be comfortable but not pull at their socket.
Crossing their ankle over their prosthetics knee joint, Jon tilted their head toward the first year, peering through their loose dreads and didn’t move from their slouch, though they did raise a palm outward. “Sup, golden boy. Slap me some skin.”
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Post by Daiki Satou on May 12, 2019 4:10:12 GMT
[attr="class","sinner"] [attr="class","sinner1"] [attr="class","sinback"] [attr="class","sinnert"] Just watching the scene unfold in front of him as the three- two? Two current cooks worked their magic, his right arm rested on the armrest while the respective closed hand acted as a support against his cheek. It was just a relaxing time, the end of a long day and an opportunity to have some good food in good company. Well, sort of anyways. He had a high calorie intake, so salads weren't generally his go to. Caesar salad was just about the only salad he'd go out of his way to have and it was absolutely nothing to do with the chef, just the meal choice itself. It was only when Jon sat down next to him and spoke in his unique way that after spending half a second to sort of paraphrase that and decipher it in a way he better understood, Satou raised a hand up to return the high five. Following up the high five when his hand lowered back to its former position, he spoke up and answered his upperclassmen's question. " I'm doing pretty good man. Just came back from training out in the field. No doubt someone saw me out there and I won't hear the end of it aha. Uh... I'm not a car but I guess an okay way to put it is handling? Trying to turn faster and stuff, since I can go pretty fast. How about you? Oh, and I'm Satou Daiki, it's nice to meet you dude." He'd say while shifting in place. His focus roamed back to the general shenanigans going on over by the kitchen area a little apart from where the seats were. Having to lift his chin a bit to see onto the counter he'd note Tyrodin was preparing... Cauliflower fried rice? If he hadn't seen it himself he'd have believed it was rice with cauliflower added in but no... It was literally a bowl of chopped up cauliflower that kind of looked like white rice. Huh. He'd quickly get up and go over, helping himself to a bowl before even really asking. It was... Well, there was enough for everyone. It was a lot. Smiling lightly he'd speak up. " Thanks Chef." He'd say while moving over towards the fridge. He grabbed a block of cheese and a cheese grater. Taking his bowl he'd just shred the ever loving crap out of the block of cheese, adding a nice melted mixture as he added it into the cauliflower fried rice. He looked over his shoulder, " Oh right! I have cheese with everything, except for by itself. Cheese by itself is gross haha. Also there's a lot of third years here, if I didn't know any better I'd say the power went out or something." He questioned with suspicion. " Anyways I guess while we wait for the Salmon we can all go back over to the couches." He'd say. Whether he was followed or not he'd head back over towards the seat Jon had taken. Setting the bowl down and then sitting afterwards his arm rested back where it was again. He hadn't started eating yet but from the looks of it, he was about ready too. word count here ● @taghere ● notes here [attr="class","sinner2"] [attr="class","sinnerlyric"]ANTHEM FOR THE PEOPLE [newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass] [newclass=.sinner]width:420px;height:500px;background:#fcfcfc;padding:10px;border:1px solid #f0f0f0;[/newclass] [newclass=.sinner1]width:415px;height:495px;margin-top:2px;border:1px solid #f0f0f0;overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.sinner2]width:415px;height:495px;float:center;margin-top:-390px;background: url(http://p2.i.ntere.st/cac2dde43e9ed972a1506a77cc406d91_480.jpg);transition: 0.9s ease-in-out;transition-delay:1s;[/newclass] [newclass=.sinner:hover .sinner2]margin-left:-850px;transition: 0.9s ease-in-out[/newclass] [newclass=.sinnerlyric]width:330px;padding-top:405px;text-shadow:#333 1px 1px;font-family:georgia;font-size:25px;text-transform:uppercase;color:#fcfcfc;padding-bottom:5px;color:#fcfcfc[/newclass] [newclass=.sinnerlyric span]font-size:108%[/newclass] [newclass=.sinback]width:400px;height:380px;margin-top:8px;background-color:#fcfcfc[/newclass] [newclass=.sinnert]width:400px;height:465px;margin-top:10px;overflow:auto;text-align:justify;font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;padding:2px;color:#666;background-color:#fcfcfc;line-height:13px;opacity:0;transition:0.8s ease-in-out;transition-delay:0.9s;[/newclass] [newclass=.sinnert span]color:#df444b;[/newclass] [newclass=.sinnert b]color:#555;[/newclass] [newclass=.sinner:hover .sinnert]opacity:1;transition:0.8s ease-in-out;transition-delay:0.9s;[/newclass] [newclass=.sinnert::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb:vertical]border:2px solid #fcfcfc; background-color:#aaa;[/newclass] [newclass=.sinnert::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb:horizontal]background-color:#fcfcfc; border:1px solid #fcfcfc;[/newclass] [newclass=.sinnert::-webkit-scrollbar]width:5px; height:5px;background-color:#fcfcfc; border:1px solid #fcfcfc;[/newclass]
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