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4 yrs ago
Current Memes aside, pineapples on pizza is ok actually. Being shat on for liking things different from other people gets old after a while.
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4 yrs ago
Hark, it seems I am in dire need of medical attention that is easily accessible by specialized containers we call medical bags.
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4 yrs ago
no one cares about christmas. What is important is how we let some strange old man in red in our house depositing mysterious packages and never question him for it
5 yrs ago
Oh shit, I'm sorry
6 yrs ago
instructions unclear, snorted all the dicks
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Kinpachi Tomomi


"Heeeh~"

It was all she uttered as she listened to Jin's explanation as he brushed off the question of what it was supposed to do. So were they supposed to figure these things out by themselves? That man was certainly making a show of it, faking an injection so convincingly she would have thought it was real. The girl wasn't doing so well however, she was faking some sort of trance that was a little bit too overdone for Tomomi's tastes. The other man's reaction was more guarded, but still believable. Overall, it would seem this was some high end game being played right now, with the exception of both her and the girl. It would seem they were the only ones with little experience.

"You guys better prepare yourself. Things are about to get rough."

"Prepare for w-"

Almost immediately screams started behind them, as flames started to engulf the entire bar. Remembering what to do in a fire, she crouched down to avoid the smoke. What happened? It looked as if some people were losing control of their quirk. Was there a villain nearby? This was certainly no place for someone like her if so. It was kinda frustrating, but that was the simple truth of the matter. Any villain strong enough to be villains probably would make short work of someone like her.

Slipping the autoinjector into her pocket, she pulled out the bat from her bag. With a short sprint, she swung as hard as she could at a window, breaking it in a sharp cacophony. Clearing any sharp glass shards still remaining in the frame, she turned back as she climbed out it.

"Oi! Over here, we can get out from here!"
Like running out of the bar?
She breathed out, and opened her eyes, ending the ritual.

A gas station, and a convenient store. Juniper had never heard of a gas station before of course, but she had heard of gas. And of gas refineries, gas forts, and even of those gas outposts. Gas was something valuable in her world, and those who had the fortune of having the means to produce them tended to have the heaviest fortifications. Gas moves vehicles and machines, and hence those who controls gas, often controls a lot of thugs. A convenient store was something she assumed to be what it was called. A store that was convenient, though she had no idea what would be convenient to store in such a place, considering what would be convenient to store in one place could be different depending on what the owner wants.

So that would mean a store of something, and a gas 'station' she could only assume to be heavily fortified. Probably have one or two old world guns to guard it too. Hopefully the store had something edible in it, and that it wasn't inside that gas station. She haven't had anything to eat the last day, and all she had to drink was some of the rainwater.

Giving one last goodbye and thanks towards the doctor, she started walking towards the gas station, feeling her recently stitched up stomach. Juniper could probably take on an entire gang, at least if they were of the same caliber as those anons she fought. It would be those rare few who could actually fight in this world that she had to watch out for. Like that huge demon she saw in that room.

She cannot let anyone win, but at the same time, she was loathe to win this tournament.

Using up souls to fulfill her wish was something a demon would do. Not that she was willing to just lie down and die; should she be attacked, she was more than willing to engage in self defense.

Her stomach grumbled, taking her out of her line of thought. Sighing, Juniper continued on her way, feeling slightly disappointed she couldn't get much more information about that wish machine.
Kinpachi Tomomi


"Hmm, is this it? Pretty bad place for a minor like me."

Tomomi stood there in front of the pub, flipping the invitation over and over, undecided on whether to go in or not. It was an odd thing to be sure, to be invited to this sort of place. She had thought it was a prank by some of her friends, in which case she would probably scold them halfheartedly before inviting them to go somewhere, or a trap by some of those people who just can't let a 'quirkless' do as she pleased, thus why she had a bat stuffed in her bag. Her friends would never go to these sort of place however, and those sort of bullies would never bully anyone in open view of the public. Plus, why Kabuchiko?

Taking a deep breath, she entered, to the sight of that very odd man in that visor. Was he a hero? She heard heroes often make costumes to compliment their ability, so he must have some sort of sight based quirk. For what other reason would anyone wear such a funny looking visor? There was the weirdoes of course, but that wasn't reassuring considering he seems to be the one who had sent her that invitation. To her and a handful of other people, judging from the gathering.

She didn't talk much, not even when that person mentioned they were going to conquer the country. Having taken the man at his word, she had ordered a large plate of sandwiches and a tall glass of orange juice, and thus was busy stuffing her face to speak.

"Gah~ That was amazing," she spoke loudly, leaning back on her chair sipping on her orange juice. "Compliments on whoever made that sandwich. Old man, why stop at a country? Why not the whole world?"

So all her worries were for nothing. It was obvious what it was now; the air of secrecy, the location they were in, and that man's personality. Tomomi had heard of this before, from some of the people at school. This was the thing they call roleplaying wasn't it? The premise gave it away immediately; no one would say that in real life with a straight face on, certainly not here where there were powerful heroes abound. And those live roleplaying things too. Can't hurt to participate in these sort of things every now and then. This old man was probably some eccentric rich guy with too much time on his hands. Wait, wouldn't that mean they'd get some prize at the end? Opening the container in front of her, she picked up the syringe and started twirling it on her fingers like one would a pen.

"Ooh! This looks pretty well made! So? Whats this supposed to do?"

The autoinjector prop certainly looks very real. She had no doubts the needles would retract if she even tried putting it on her skin, or that it had no needle to begin with.
Be done by tonight I think.
How many people are we waiting on btw?


@ScioSweetness. Ill wait for the ok to put it in the char tab. It seems we got some pretty nice chars posted too.
@ScioI see. Would you rather I choose a new quirk then? ^^;
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