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- Earth
That particular ability. As well as for the fact that inviolable abilities cancel each other out.
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A Symbol Of Peace In Brockton Bay (Worm/My Hero Academia) [INDEFINITE HIATUS]
- Thread starter Prok
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- Tags
- my hero academia worm
- Location
- Ohio
I am disappointed. Not a single one of you tried to roll for Macho Man?
I'm surrounded by amateurs!
Right, so I'm glad that Muscle Wizard didn't win because Musclemancer was way more fun and doesn't sound as embarrassing, but the explanation of "I cast Fist" as an explanation for our punches doing crazy shit tickles my funny bone. It's a joke to be made in moderation.
I'm surrounded by amateurs!
Right, so I'm glad that Muscle Wizard didn't win because Musclemancer was way more fun and doesn't sound as embarrassing, but the explanation of "I cast Fist" as an explanation for our punches doing crazy shit tickles my funny bone. It's a joke to be made in moderation.
Prok
Go play Star Fetchers
- Location
- Scotland
Unfortunately, regardless of timeline, Macho Man Randy Savage started his wrestling career back in '73, so that name is still copyrighted regardless of any changes in the Worm universe.I am disappointed. Not a single one of you tried to roll for Macho Man?
I'm surrounded by amateurs!
Right, so I'm glad that Muscle Wizard didn't win because Musclemancer was way more fun and doesn't sound as embarrassing, but the explanation of "I cast Fist" as an explanation for our punches doing crazy shit tickles my funny bone. It's a joke to be made in moderation.
On another note, I loaded this page and was greeted by a blank textbox, so there's going to be something of a delay.
Mainly me weeping into my keyboard.
I really need to start using Google Docs again.
Feng Lengshun
Z-Program Researcher
- Location
- Indonesia
You might want to get the extension Lazarus as well. It can recover lost form data - including texts you've inputted to SB/SV's textbox. God knows how many time the thing has saved me.
... I Mean, You're Out Of The Alley.
Prok
Go play Star Fetchers
- Location
- Scotland
... So who else watched Shelter?
I'd die, but the thin red paste I left behind would be smiling. Somehow.
Honestly, I completely forgot they were a thing, so I don't even really have anything planned for them. It would be fun, but it would be something you have to actively seek out.
Update, finally. It's time for some answers.
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Things are nice, now that everything's quietened down. It doesn't feel like anything bad's going to happen to you anytime soon.
" I was getting numb, so I got up for a walk. You could have gotten out anytime in the past five minutes, honestly. So, uh, thanks for not doing that, I guess."
Was that mean? Probably a little bit. Do you particularly care?
The joy you take from his renewed angry shouting has you leaning towards 'no.' The girl shifts away from the garbage, and you begin to wonder about her, leading you to realise that you have many questions. Like, what's her name? You're getting kinda tired of only referring to her as 'the girl.'
The girl blinks -see?- and glances down at your impromptu throne. When the mook doesn't stop screaming at you in rage, she seems to accept that he probably can't hear anything in there.
"A-Andrea. My name's Andrea. What about you?"
"Oh, I'm-" You just catch yourself at the last moment before you actually say Greg.
"I, uh, don't really have one. Like, as a cape."
Andrea raises an eyebrow. "You're a cape?
"AND I'M GONNA DROWN YOUR PEoh you're a cape. Well, you know what, I actually feel a little better about getting the shit kicked out of me now!" The thug cheerfully halts his rant and adds his bit to the conversation.
You blink.
"Really?"
"NO FUCK YOU I CAN FEEL THE BRUISE FORMING YOU FUCKING RACE TRAITOR-" And off he goes again. For someone who got punched in the stomach not five minutes ago, he's got a decent pair of lungs on him. You ignore him and continue talking over him to Andrea.
"I'm a parahuman, but I dunno if I qualify as a cape, though. I don't even have a name yet." You admit sheepishly.
"... Huh. Alright then." She says, apparently accepting your explanation.
The thug eventually runs out of steam and finally, finally shuts up. A moment passes in silence, and you feel like you can finally relax.
"So... what's your power?" She asks.
... Seems harmless enough.
"Far as I can tell, I'm really strong, like, leap over a ship strong, but I don't really know much else about it. I only got it, like-" Oh boy, here you go lying again. "-two, three weeks ago?"
The question shifts your own curiosity in that direction, and two questions in particular throw themselves at you. First, a comparison of sensations. You know how your power feels. Now you want to know how her power feels. You're also curious about what she's thinking of doing with it.
"So... how does your power... feel?" You ask, realising a little late that you have no idea how to properly word that question.
"... I don't... what?"
"Uh, ok, so, my power, right, even when I'm not using it, I can feel that it's there, and when I am using it, it's like... a nuke, going off underneath my skin, just a stupid amount of energy waiting to be used. I was just wondering if you, like, had something... like that."
"Sounds fun."
"Um... when you put it like that... kinda? If I think about it for a second, I get this weird... chill, right down in my bones." She frowns for a moment, a tiny, scrunched up thing that's really quite cute on her. "Are all powers like that?"
You shrug. "Dunno."
When she stays silent, no question of her own, you continue on.
"... So what are you gonna do with it?" You ask, unsure what you're going to get in return.
"... Corner the ice sculpture market?"
Goodness, that's an odd sound you just made.
"... Ok, so I did trigger." She mumbles after a moment. "I mean... I don't know, man. What am I supposed to say to that? 'I want to become a hero?' Shit, what do you wanna do with your powers?"
"... Honestly, I'd be happy with figuring out how they work. As it is... I'm scared I might actually hurt someone." You admit, sounding surprisingly... meek, for your stature and voice.
Shit, bringing the mood down, salvage it, salvage it!
"But I mean, yeah, heroics doesn't sound like a terrible gig. I mean, I can't exactly make money with my power, and I don't wanna be a villain, so..." You say, sounding as upbeat as you can to try and dispel the nosedive in the mood.
"I guess. I just... need more time to think about it." She answers with an air of finality.
... That's fair. Silence falls again, and as you think, your mind keeps coming back to one thing.
All Might.
Aaaaand there's the eye glaze. She recovers pretty quickly, shaking her head a little as she does. You can't help but feel a little concerned.
Now that you think about it, she might have been referring to you as All Might. Was it a name?
From one side of the alley mouth appear two police officers, guns still holstered. One notices Andrea, and immediately checks on her, while the other focuses on you.
"Ah, officer! Over here!" You call out, urging him closer.
"Ah... we were told there was an assailant?" He asks, keeping his distance.
"Yeah, I'm sitting on him. Hold on-" You haul yourself off the dumpster and open the lid. The thug within shields his eyes from the sudden light. As soon as he recovers, he scrambles to get out, rolling over and out of the dumpster, flopping onto the ground with a little whoomp of air rushing from his lungs. "Here he is."
The officer is quick to act, and soon the thug's in cuffs and sitting in the back of a police car.
While you give your statement to the officer, the paramedics turn up. Before they usher Andrea into the back of the ambulance, she manages to escape long enough to return your hoodie.
"... Thank you." She says after a moment passes, going in for a gentle hug, barely managing to wrap her arms around your trunk. You tense slightly at the sudden display of affection, but you soon recover and hug her back very lightly.
"... You're welcome." You mumble to yourself.
... Uh, lessee, where's the sun- ok, so... away from the alley.
You consider walking, and then you remember that you leapt over a ship earlier. Yeah, that sounds like a plan. You glance back at the police and the thug and the paramedics and Andrea, and you realise that you have an audience this time.
... You're surprisingly ok with that. You bend your legs, the power flowing through them a little faster than before, and you push up and forward. The transition between being on the ground and being in the air is so fast that you barely have time to notice before you've cleared the building, and are now on your way to the other side.
It's exhilarating, you decide. You don't even try to stop yourself from laughing as you move through the air, the sheer wonder of what you can do sweeping over you.
Another leap or two lands you in the Boat Graveyard proper, and a few dips and dodges brings you to the clearing your sister is in. She's pacing back and forth, obviously stressed the hell out.
She spots you, and comes running to hug her big brother-
No, that is, in fact, a hop, skip, jump, and a slap in the face. You feel a small sting from her palm striking your cheek, but otherwise, you're unharmed.
"YOU ASSHOLE! WHY WOULD YOU JUST RUN OFF LIKE THAT?!"
You start to consider snarking back, but then you catch her eye. Her lips are pursed, gently quivering, her eyes wet with the beginning of tears, and your retort dies in your throat as soon as you realise just how angry and stressed out she is.
...
[] The Calm Approach- just... chill out. Calm her down, hug it out, explain everything to her, don't let her get any more worked up than she already is, just... chill.
[] OH GOD PLEASE NO CRY- YOU'RE SORRY YOU'RE SORRY YOU'RE SORRY YOU SHOULD HAVE SAID SOMETHING EARLIER YOU SHOULD HAVE CALLED HER JUST HUG IT OUT AND HOPE FOR THE BEST-
[] Write-in.
I have it, but for some reason, it never saves anything I put into this specific thread. I would know, because the lost draft counter is now at... 4? 4, I'm saying 4. It'll save stuff for Don't Fear The Reaper, it'll save a comment I made at 3AM, but never this thread. It's the oddest thing.
... Veekie do you need a hug-I think it's more of the effect of disappointment as they grow up and get to see someone they used to look up to grow into a useless person when they hit puberty
Unashamedly.
I'd die, but the thin red paste I left behind would be smiling. Somehow.
Update, finally. It's time for some answers.
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Things are nice, now that everything's quietened down. It doesn't feel like anything bad's going to happen to you anytime soon.
You should relax. It's been… an eventful past few minutes.
Then you remember the thug.Dammit.
Goddammit, even when he's restrained he's causing you trouble. With a little reluctance to move from your spot next to the girl, you get up and plop yourself back on the dumpster with a mildly deafening thud.Did he hear that?
"Hey, what the fuck was that?!" He heard that.
… Yeah, let's fuck with him a bit. " I was getting numb, so I got up for a walk. You could have gotten out anytime in the past five minutes, honestly. So, uh, thanks for not doing that, I guess."
... That was mean.
"... YOU FUCKING-"
Was that mean? Probably a little bit. Do you particularly care?
The joy you take from his renewed angry shouting has you leaning towards 'no.' The girl shifts away from the garbage, and you begin to wonder about her, leading you to realise that you have many questions. Like, what's her name? You're getting kinda tired of only referring to her as 'the girl.'
I suppose he is a little busy screaming his lungs out. He probably can't hear you right now.
"So, I don't think I ever caught your name." You ask, once again not quite used to the… bass of your new voice.The girl blinks -see?- and glances down at your impromptu throne. When the mook doesn't stop screaming at you in rage, she seems to accept that he probably can't hear anything in there.
"A-Andrea. My name's Andrea. What about you?"
"Oh, I'm-" You just catch yourself at the last moment before you actually say Greg.
Jesus Christ don't scare me like that.
"You're…?"Uh.
"Uh." Unfortunately, while you may have caught yourself from doing one stupid thing, you didn't have a smart thing for backup. After a moment, you just decide to come out with the truth."I, uh, don't really have one. Like, as a cape."
Andrea raises an eyebrow. "You're a cape?
"AND I'M GONNA DROWN YOUR PEoh you're a cape. Well, you know what, I actually feel a little better about getting the shit kicked out of me now!" The thug cheerfully halts his rant and adds his bit to the conversation.
You blink.
"Really?"
"NO FUCK YOU I CAN FEEL THE BRUISE FORMING YOU FUCKING RACE TRAITOR-" And off he goes again. For someone who got punched in the stomach not five minutes ago, he's got a decent pair of lungs on him. You ignore him and continue talking over him to Andrea.
"I'm a parahuman, but I dunno if I qualify as a cape, though. I don't even have a name yet." You admit sheepishly.
"... Huh. Alright then." She says, apparently accepting your explanation.
The thug eventually runs out of steam and finally, finally shuts up. A moment passes in silence, and you feel like you can finally relax.
"So... what's your power?" She asks.
... Seems harmless enough.
"Far as I can tell, I'm really strong, like, leap over a ship strong, but I don't really know much else about it. I only got it, like-" Oh boy, here you go lying again. "-two, three weeks ago?"
The question shifts your own curiosity in that direction, and two questions in particular throw themselves at you. First, a comparison of sensations. You know how your power feels. Now you want to know how her power feels. You're also curious about what she's thinking of doing with it.
"So... how does your power... feel?" You ask, realising a little late that you have no idea how to properly word that question.
"... I don't... what?"
Can I get in on that?
You scramble to put together words and describe what you mean while ignoring the thug."Uh, ok, so, my power, right, even when I'm not using it, I can feel that it's there, and when I am using it, it's like... a nuke, going off underneath my skin, just a stupid amount of energy waiting to be used. I was just wondering if you, like, had something... like that."
"Sounds fun."
That's... a surprisingly good way of putting it.
Please get it please get it please get it please get it-"Um... when you put it like that... kinda? If I think about it for a second, I get this weird... chill, right down in my bones." She frowns for a moment, a tiny, scrunched up thing that's really quite cute on her. "Are all powers like that?"
You shrug. "Dunno."
When she stays silent, no question of her own, you continue on.
"... So what are you gonna do with it?" You ask, unsure what you're going to get in return.
"... Corner the ice sculpture market?"
Goodness, that's an odd sound you just made.
It's like someone punched a whoopie cushion.
"Dude, I haven't even had them for five minutes! Hell, I don't even know that wasn't just a stiff breeze!" Andrea seems mildly distressed, and the temperature drops slightly again. Instead of nipping and nibbling at your warmth, it's much like a cool breeze from all sides. Hardly unpleasant. More mist forms from her mouth, and she pauses in her rant."... Ok, so I did trigger." She mumbles after a moment. "I mean... I don't know, man. What am I supposed to say to that? 'I want to become a hero?' Shit, what do you wanna do with your powers?"
"... Honestly, I'd be happy with figuring out how they work. As it is... I'm scared I might actually hurt someone." You admit, sounding surprisingly... meek, for your stature and voice.
Which is why it's important for you to figure out how to talk to me.
"... Oh."Shit, bringing the mood down, salvage it, salvage it!
"But I mean, yeah, heroics doesn't sound like a terrible gig. I mean, I can't exactly make money with my power, and I don't wanna be a villain, so..." You say, sounding as upbeat as you can to try and dispel the nosedive in the mood.
"I guess. I just... need more time to think about it." She answers with an air of finality.
... That's fair. Silence falls again, and as you think, your mind keeps coming back to one thing.
All Might.
Hello! That's me! Ask her why she knows about me! Why does she know about me?!
"Hey, uh, one last question. What's... All Might?"Aaaaand there's the eye glaze. She recovers pretty quickly, shaking her head a little as she does. You can't help but feel a little concerned.
She remembers, but she does not. It is too soon.
"I... what?"... What? Doesn't she remember?
"When you triggered, you looked straight at me and said All Might." Now that you think about it, she might have been referring to you as All Might. Was it a name?
Yes, mine!
"I... don't remember. But the more I think about it, the more I feel like... I should."... Hrm.
... That's helpful. Guess you're not getting any answers there.I can't help but feel a little disappointed.
You hear the sirens of a police car coming closer, the wailing almost deafening once it reaches the end of the street. You see the car cruise by the alley, the lights flashing and lighting up the world in red and blue. They come to a halt, and the light and sound cut off.From one side of the alley mouth appear two police officers, guns still holstered. One notices Andrea, and immediately checks on her, while the other focuses on you.
"Ah, officer! Over here!" You call out, urging him closer.
"Ah... we were told there was an assailant?" He asks, keeping his distance.
"Yeah, I'm sitting on him. Hold on-" You haul yourself off the dumpster and open the lid. The thug within shields his eyes from the sudden light. As soon as he recovers, he scrambles to get out, rolling over and out of the dumpster, flopping onto the ground with a little whoomp of air rushing from his lungs. "Here he is."
The officer is quick to act, and soon the thug's in cuffs and sitting in the back of a police car.
While you give your statement to the officer, the paramedics turn up. Before they usher Andrea into the back of the ambulance, she manages to escape long enough to return your hoodie.
"... Thank you." She says after a moment passes, going in for a gentle hug, barely managing to wrap her arms around your trunk. You tense slightly at the sudden display of affection, but you soon recover and hug her back very lightly.
... Aw.
Eventually, you don't know how long it is, she breaks it off and walks off to the ambulance."... You're welcome." You mumble to yourself.
... You really don't deal with girls all that well, do you?
That was- that was nice. Hugs are nice. You like hugs.That's a no, then.
You leave the alley for the first time in what feels like weeks, and you try to remember which way the Boat Graveyard is.... Uh, lessee, where's the sun- ok, so... away from the alley.
You consider walking, and then you remember that you leapt over a ship earlier. Yeah, that sounds like a plan. You glance back at the police and the thug and the paramedics and Andrea, and you realise that you have an audience this time.
... You're surprisingly ok with that. You bend your legs, the power flowing through them a little faster than before, and you push up and forward. The transition between being on the ground and being in the air is so fast that you barely have time to notice before you've cleared the building, and are now on your way to the other side.
It's exhilarating, you decide. You don't even try to stop yourself from laughing as you move through the air, the sheer wonder of what you can do sweeping over you.
Another leap or two lands you in the Boat Graveyard proper, and a few dips and dodges brings you to the clearing your sister is in. She's pacing back and forth, obviously stressed the hell out.
She spots you, and comes running to hug her big brother-
No, that is, in fact, a hop, skip, jump, and a slap in the face. You feel a small sting from her palm striking your cheek, but otherwise, you're unharmed.
"YOU ASSHOLE! WHY WOULD YOU JUST RUN OFF LIKE THAT?!"
You start to consider snarking back, but then you catch her eye. Her lips are pursed, gently quivering, her eyes wet with the beginning of tears, and your retort dies in your throat as soon as you realise just how angry and stressed out she is.
...
[] The Calm Approach- just... chill out. Calm her down, hug it out, explain everything to her, don't let her get any more worked up than she already is, just... chill.
[] OH GOD PLEASE NO CRY- YOU'RE SORRY YOU'RE SORRY YOU'RE SORRY YOU SHOULD HAVE SAID SOMETHING EARLIER YOU SHOULD HAVE CALLED HER JUST HUG IT OUT AND HOPE FOR THE BEST-
[] Write-in.
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Ghostdevil
The Devil of Ghosts
- Location
- United States
[JK] Snark anyways, Like the insensitive asshole you are
Hmmm
What should we say here?
Hmmm
What should we say here?
munchkinomatic
Douchiest of Bags
- Location
- The land of Skepticism
Original Superman package or not, Greg is still Greg.
Ghostdevil
The Devil of Ghosts
- Location
- United States
Hmmm... What would Generic Harem Protagonist do?
*searches some... (google search) Nise Koi... action)
Edit: We pat her on the head and be KIND to her... hm that's pretty dubious idk how that'll really help
*searches some... (google search) Nise Koi... action)
Edit: We pat her on the head and be KIND to her... hm that's pretty dubious idk how that'll really help
TheRuisu
I think that I'm the Dragon
- Location
- Best Location, of course. Keijoverse
-Ruisu, revealing Invisitext since inmemorial times
Ghostdevil
The Devil of Ghosts
- Location
- United States
[]Hug the sister. I'm safe. I'm fine and I saved a nice girl cape and I'm sorry for leaving you alone.
Yes Perrrfect
Yes Perrrfect
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munchkinomatic
Douchiest of Bags
- Location
- The land of Skepticism
[X]Hug the sister. I'm safe. I'm fine and I saved a nice girl cape and I'm sorry for leaving you alone.
Yeah, sound legit
Yeah, sound legit
- Location
- the Netherworld Dood
[X]* head pat*
-[X] I'm fine super strong and tough remember? Besides someone needed help and ... For the first time I really could .
-[X] * cheesy grin* sorry for scaring you sis
-[X] I'm fine super strong and tough remember? Besides someone needed help and ... For the first time I really could .
-[X] * cheesy grin* sorry for scaring you sis
Ghostdevil
The Devil of Ghosts
- Location
- United States
Hmmm Hug or head pat? HNNNNNG which is better!!
- Location
- The Beginning of the End
[X]Hug the sister. I'm safe. I'm fine and I saved a nice girl cape and I'm sorry for leaving you alone.
- Location
- the Netherworld Dood
Hmmm Hug or head pat? HNNNNNG which is better!!
[X]* head pat*
-[X] I'm fine super strong and tough remember? Besides someone needed help and ... For the first time I really could .
-[X] *De buff then Hug her * sorry for scaring you sis
chocolote12
A Penguin Flailing Against The Keyboard Of Life.
So, is anybody else's text box literally disappearing with their drafts inside it whenever the page times out?
Ghostdevil
The Devil of Ghosts
- Location
- United States
[]* head pat*
-[] I'm fine super strong and tough remember? Besides someone needed help and ... For the first time I really could .
-[] *De buff then Hug her * sorry for scaring you sis
Vote change!!!
-[] I'm fine super strong and tough remember? Besides someone needed help and ... For the first time I really could .
-[] *De buff then Hug her * sorry for scaring you sis
Vote change!!!
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Godzillaslayer10
I am ready for this quest!
- Location
- Somewhere
Maximum snark for maximum cuteness all the way
[X]You lift up your sister in a full body hug. "Oh, was my cute little sister worried over me?" You start rubbing your cheek against hers, much to her audible hatred happiness. "Oh, I feel so warm and fuzzy!"
[X]You lift up your sister in a full body hug. "Oh, was my cute little sister worried over me?" You start rubbing your cheek against hers, much to her audible
Delta Green
Big Boss
- Location
- Classified
[X]* head pat*
-[X] I'm fine super strong and tough remember? Besides someone needed help and ... For the first time I really could .
-[X] *De buff then Hug her * sorry for scaring you sis
-[X] I'm fine super strong and tough remember? Besides someone needed help and ... For the first time I really could .
-[X] *De buff then Hug her * sorry for scaring you sis
ChildishChimera
A umbran summon
- Location
- New York
[X]* head pat*
-[X] I'm fine super strong and tough remember? Besides someone needed help and ... For the first time I really could .
-[X] *De buff then Hug her * sorry for scaring you sis
-[X] I'm fine super strong and tough remember? Besides someone needed help and ... For the first time I really could .
-[X] *De buff then Hug her * sorry for scaring you sis
- Location
- Ohio
"I'm so happy I could kill you!"
God, I hope we can communicate with All Might soon for maximum humor.
I would so vote for this if she wasn't seriously worried.
[X]* head pat*
-[X] I'm fine super strong and tough remember? Besides someone needed help and ... For the first time I really could .
-[X] *De buff then Hug her * sorry for scaring you sis