Urgle blurgle, it's 2 AM, so thing is going to be wonky. Bear with me.

I really need to communicate better, but jumping up two stories high without a jumping or super strength quirk of some kind is stretching it. It's about 20 feet tall, that's like 2/3 of a killer whale. So, I will ask you guys to calm down and hold off on the hostilities.
 
Alright then, second floor. There's a staircase outside in pretty plain view, which gives us a good basis for scaling. It looks to me like there's 18 steps there, but since some are concealed by a pillar we'll call it 20. The US standard step goes by the 7-11 rule, meaning an average of seven inches high and an eleven inch tread (More specifically, the tread is to be ten inches at an absolute minimum, and the rise is to be seven and three-quarter inches at maximum). We'll round that up to eight inches, in the interest of leveraging the math against me.

Twenty steps, eight inches apiece, puts the cabin's second level deck thirteen and one third feet off the ground. Assuming the ground level deck is somewhat elevated from the dirt, we'll call that thirteen and a half feet, or 162 inches. The present day average height of a seventeen year old Japanese girl is 158 cm, exactly five feet two inches. To adjust for Emi's age, we'll knock that down to five feet even (152.4 cm). The average arm length of a human female in the 150-155 cm height range is 30.75 cm, giving Emi an overall standing reaching height of just over six feet. For women, a vertical leap in the 16-20 inch range is considered above average. So, without pushing her body hard enough to fuck it up, Emi's vertical leap should get her hand up to ~7.34 feet.

Leveraging a self-healing quirk to get an extra six feet or so at most out of the jump, grab the edge of the deck, vault over the railing while her legs healed, and flinging herself through a window that looks like it should be able to accommodate a teenage girl doesn't seem particularly egregious for a setting where Eraserhead is a trained but unenhanced human. Given the height of the window, even if they'd been looking through it instead of distracted by each other, the catgirl and cokefiend would have been very unlikely to see any of the leadup before Emi is heading straight for the window, meaning Daze's initial reaction would be a perfectly reasonable reaction IC. My IC post has been edited to include such detail, but given that the two inside wouldn't have seen it either way...
 
Alright then, second floor. There's a staircase outside in pretty plain view, which gives us a good basis for scaling. It looks to me like there's 18 steps there, but since some are concealed by a pillar we'll call it 20. The US standard step goes by the 7-11 rule, meaning an average of seven inches high and an eleven inch tread (More specifically, the tread is to be ten inches at an absolute minimum, and the rise is to be seven and three-quarter inches at maximum). We'll round that up to eight inches, in the interest of leveraging the math against me.

Twenty steps, eight inches apiece, puts the cabin's second level deck thirteen and one third feet off the ground. Assuming the ground level deck is somewhat elevated from the dirt, we'll call that thirteen and a half feet, or 162 inches. The present day average height of a seventeen year old Japanese girl is 158 cm, exactly five feet two inches. To adjust for Emi's age, we'll knock that down to five feet even (152.4 cm). The average arm length of a human female in the 150-155 cm height range is 30.75 cm, giving Emi an overall standing reaching height of just over six feet. For women, a vertical leap in the 16-20 inch range is considered above average. So, without pushing her body hard enough to fuck it up, Emi's vertical leap should get her hand up to ~7.34 feet.

Leveraging a self-healing quirk to get an extra six feet or so at most out of the jump, grab the edge of the deck, vault over the railing while her legs healed, and flinging herself through a window that looks like it should be able to accommodate a teenage girl doesn't seem particularly egregious for a setting where Eraserhead is a trained but unenhanced human. Given the height of the window, even if they'd been looking through it instead of distracted by each other, the catgirl and cokefiend would have been very unlikely to see any of the leadup before Emi is heading straight for the window, meaning Daze's initial reaction would be a perfectly reasonable reaction IC. My IC post has been edited to include such detail, but given that the two inside wouldn't have seen it either way...

The tapes still in the hallway by the way. Not as tight with Sheryl dragging it down and 2/3rds of it is unusable but it's still there.

but given that the two inside wouldn't have seen it either way...

Aria didn't see it but she most certainly heard it.
 
Please don't sic a genderbent Marvel vs. Capcom Phoenix Wright on me as part of that harem/love geometry you've been building up for Tsuruchi.
Well, unless you want to trigger a mental breakdown/"What am I even fighting for?!" rampage.

So you're weak against attorneys, Takoe? Good to know. :V
 
So you're weak against attorneys, Takoe? Good to know. :V

Tsuruchi's mind should not be messed with and he's too impatient for courtroom protocol.
So yes, he'd absolutely go ballistic in an Ace Attorney game and try to shout down the persecution, get in a fight with the courtroom guard trying to restrain him, receive a higher punishment for assault and obstruction of the law, etc etc until someone close to him slaps him over the head or her gets gagged and put in chains.
 
So yes, he'd absolutely go ballistic in an Ace Attorney game and try to shout down the persecution, get in a fight with the courtroom guard trying to restrain him, receive a higher punishment for assault and obstruction of the law, etc etc until someone close to him slaps him over the head or her gets gagged and put in chains.

You say that like it's unusual in Ace Attorney world. :V
 
If you assholes don't send in enough heroes then you'll just be god damn kidnapped for villain school. Otherwise this class will be nothing but undercover super villains.
- Literally Cancer Bondo
...Is there a villain school?
Funnily enough, Cancer's avoiding revealing his identity to specifically dodge getting lynched by the inevitable uprising.
Is it OOW?
Wait, no, OOW wouldn't hide. Hmm... *returns to reading OOC*
say

maybe there can be another mha rp

with blackjack and hookers
How about one with RNG?
mfw they get medic attention first
TBF, your match is still unfinished at the moment.
I can confirm that Class A's blood type is universally B.
*looks at the guy who literally introduced himself with "my blood type is O"*


Also I'm caught up with this, is fun to watch.
@Khawy you still need any sheets for extras and the like?
 
Remember how in canon All.Might was very okay with calling off the match between Midoriya and Bakugo if Bakugo threw around another one of those huge explosions out of fear for serious injury?
The U.A. staff are clearly much less responsible in this timeline. :p
 
I'm rationalizing it by All Might and Nedzu having to inspect four matches at once and simply not having noticed yet.
It still irks.me, but I can live with it. If the bloodloss doesn't kill me.
It's mostly me being lazy at this point. Honestly, I was waiting for the remaining two to finish before I can post. I just wanna have them show off for a little bit more.

And don't worry, due to laziness, assume that medical assistance is coming. :V

Also I'm caught up with this, is fun to watch.
@Khawy you still need any sheets for extras and the like?
Nah, already got a lot of stuff to work with.
 
@Bladestar123 I hope it's okay if I tried to make what Itsuki's doing a bit more noticeable. I just thought that for the sake of moving things along it might be better to try and get the two teams to notice eachother so the conflict can move on and the exercise can come to a close.
 
Souta narrowed his eyes as he heard the groaning and straining of metal. Impossible, he had rigged his towers of junk in a way that only a simple push wouldn't just dislodge them. Did that mean the other team was tearing through the walls to get inside rather than come in through the main doorway?


"What?! That's impossible, I'm pretty sure I set up each junk tower perfe-" Souta exclaimed back, whirling around to look for the tower Sakae had pointed out, only to cut himself off when he spotted the bending tower.

His face paled as he realised what was happening. He glanced around wildly to take note of all the junk tower placements in relation to the bending one, especially the one he had just been working on...placed to fall in the position he was occupying now.

"Oh...Oh crap!" Souta yelped, scrambling/diving out of the way of the way into a pile of rubble, "Oi! You two need to take cover pronto! Those crazies are about to set off a chain reaction! Like dominoes, and I'm not talking about the pizza kind!"

Puffs of concrete dust and a sound akin to jackhammers echoed throughout the warehouse as he gnawed his way deeper into the pile like some demented beaver, hellbent on getting deep enough into the pile to avoid the impending fiasco.
isn't Sakae on the other team?
 
Souta narrowed his eyes as he heard the groaning and straining of metal. Impossible, he had rigged his towers of junk in a way that only a simple push wouldn't just dislodge them. Did that mean the other team was tearing through the walls of the warehouse to get through?

He looked around looking for the source of the noise when he spotted the bending tower.

His face paled as he realised what was happening. He glanced around wildly to take note of all the junk tower placements in relation to the bending one, especially the one he had just been working on...placed to fall in the position he was occupying now.

@Nanimani @Average Weird

"Oh...Oh crap!" Souta yelped, scrambling/diving out of the way into a pile of rubble, "Oi! You two need to take cover pronto! Those crazies are about to set off a chain reaction! Like dominoes, and I'm not talking about the pizza kind!"

Puffs of concrete dust and a sound akin to jackhammers echoed throughout the warehouse as he gnawed his way deeper into the pile like some demented beaver, hellbent on getting deep enough into the pile to avoid the impending fiasco.

Oops
 
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