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@Lasrever I'm going to say accepted, but watch the drain portion of the semblance, it could get OP very quickly.

The drain part does work a lot more slowly than the healing, and she's basically unable to use it right now thanks to her fear.

Once she does get over it, I don't plan to have it being OP compared to everyone else. The only time when it'd be particularly powerful is if she overloads, and that'd have a bunch of consequences attached anyway. Just tell me if I do something you have an issue with, I guess :D


Edit: Closed literally one minute ago rip






Location; The Beast's Belly
Interacting With; 'Lyla'/Tristam @Viciousmarrow
Mood; Relaxed → Confused → Angry → Bewildered → Resigned




Man, this was actually kind of all right! You know, once he let himself forget everything and just let loose. Kinda refreshing if you asked Keats. Maybe, just maybe, he was actually gonna have a good night! Had a few drinks already, so he was on his way. In fact, he was starting to think that he really could just forget everything altogether. It was a pretty great thought to be having.

And just as he thought that, he heard someone call out his name. Normally that wouldn't be counted as a bad sign for his night, but this particular voice belonged to Gianna. In other words, it was pretty likely trouble, and he didn't really have the option to ignore her either. Listening to her, Keats found himself just a little bit confused as he looked at Gianna's companion. He nodded out of habit, but by that point the one making the request was long gone.

What was he supposed to be doing here anyway? He'd seen the two of them having a drink together, or at least he'd seen Gianna buying a drink for the foreign girl, but-

He paused for a second. If his intuition was right, combined with what he knew about Delirium and the people in here, that had probably not been a normal drink. He was smart enough to guess that whatever had gone into that glass wasn't just alcoholic. Whether there would have been any actual alcohol at all was debatable.

Wait, Gianna didn't actually expect him to..? A seriously dark look crossed Keats' face. Okay, so most likely Gianna thought he was a bit of a thug, but did the bitch actually expect him to be stupid enough not to see what she was doing? Or worse, did she think he'd do it anyway? Like he was some kind of fucking rapist? Gritting his teeth, it took him several moments to even look at the 'foreign girl', and when he did the expression on his face was anything but happy.

Of course, when the girl started cackling, he was taken completely off guard. So much for foreign, apparently. Although at least she seemed to know what was going on. After a blank stare for a few seconds, Keats registered that he was actually being asked a question. Glancing over his shoulder, he sighed. "That... is a complicated one. I wasn't planning on going along with her little suggestion, anyway." he said, obvious distaste for the whole thing coming through his voice as he gestured towards the bar and then back to the girl. "But I guess I'm supposed to be on her side or something. Friend, though, is a strong word. Probably wouldn't go that far."

He gave the girl a slightly nervous grin. Part of him wished it hadn't all been a disguise though, purely because the actual personality was seeming a bit less mentally stable. Was no-one in this school able to function like a normal human occasionally? Okay so they weren't exactly normal humans but that really wasn't the point. The point was that there were a lot of people in here that could murder him if he made them angry and this was seeming like that exact type of situation. There was definitely something off about this whole situation, that was for sure.

Giving the girl a slightly tired look, he sighed. "If you don't mind me asking, what're you actually doing here? Seeing as you're dropping the whole confused foreigner act, I'm guessing there's a reason. Unless you just did it to fuck with Gianna." he smiled with surprising politeness, clearly not being angry at that concept the way he was probably supposed to. Only reason he was really asking was so he knew if he had to leave before shit went sideways. He'd kind of given up on trying to actually stop anything at this point. at this point he'd just go with the flow and see how things turned out. It seemed to be as good an idea as any.


Abigail decided to just release Winston a bit more gently. It didn't reflect her enthusiasm at all, but that was mostly because she wasn't sure Winston would actually stay stood up if she went too quick. Looking at her opponent's Pokemon, a confident grin came across her face. Hey, she might not be the brightest outside, but she knew a lot about battling. "Yeah! Let's do this Winston!" she yelled, loudly enough to match Simon and Maple's earlier cries.

So, looking at the other team it seemed like it made sense for her to take on the Magby. After all, it was a fire-type, and Winston was water and ground! That was as close to a perfect matchup as you could get. At least if she was remembering right. "Me and Winston can take down the Magby! Oh, and um... I'm Abigail, I guess." With a smirk on her face, she pointed at Maple. "You hear that? You're totally going down!" she yelled in a way that was needlessly over-dramatic. Oh man, wasn't she supposed to have some kind of cool catchphrase? Note to self: Think of good hero catchphrase.

Turning to the battle, she pointed at the Magby, seeing that her teammates were apparently just gonna sit there instead of doing anything cool - honestly, didn't they know anything about drama - and called an attack, looking a little more focused than before. "Hit that Magby with your best water gun!" After getting a blank look from Winston for a few seconds she sighed. "The red one, Winston. It's the red one." Nodding, the Wooper turned and launched the attack, a powerful stream of water heading straight for the Magby.






Fine with me, go ahead @Eklispe
@Pikmin Eye @Eklispe I'd be okay with a triple battle if you both are.

Although with Abigail, Simon and Maple all in one matchup it seems like this might be the most overenthusiastic battle in history.
Tomomi Katayama


Tomomi seemed a lot calmer now that everything had been decided. She was desperate to figure out what was going on, even more than before, but it figured that she'd have to track down the answers herself. There'd probably be something somewhere in the town, seeing as that was where everything had been taking place. It just didn't make sense for them to have to go anywhere else, at least in her mind. The Death guy had a point about it not seeming much like a team, but she just laughed it off. "As long as you guys can keep up with me, shouldn't be a problem, right?"

One thing was for sure, she was spending all day tomorrow searching for some answers. School would just have to wait - no way was she going tomorrow with something like this to think about! Besides, it was right at the start of term, they never did anything then anyway. Nope, tomorrow was a day for investigation. With a smirk, she took the keys and gave the two guys a mocking salute. "See ya, soldiers! I got myself some snooping around to do."

Pocketing the keys, she leaned back in the chair and closed her eyes, feeling better about everything than she had in a long while. Let's get this thing started. Sure, it was kinda weird, almost scary. Dangerous for sure. But that just made it even more fun.
I think it might be entertaining to have Abigail take on either Simon or Ellyn.

They'd interact with her pretty differently, but I think either of them could be interesting.






Location; Delirium
Interacting With;
Mood; Excited → Annoyed → Friendly → Enthusiastic




Keats grinned widely as he finally entered Delirium for himself. It's been too long, old friend. Man, he wasn't even a party person, but this place was different. This place was legendary, with the right people there. And the right people were here - at least now that he'd arrived. There were a few familiar faces in the crowd, including some people that he was surprised to see. Surprised, and not exactly over the moon about it. Way too many Mayweathers, including a couple of the ones who'd actually been at the front of the whole divide in the first place to boot.

Do they have to try and turn everything into a pissing match?

He scowled, but was reluctant to head over and say anything. It wasn't exactly great for his image to be seen talking with any of them normally, and he wasn't interested in starting a fight tonight. Keats had dealt with enough shit today without getting into trouble in the middle of Delirium. Stopping anything that from happening was all he really wanted to do, but oh no he'd just had to go and choose 'punch first and ask questions later' for his little persona.

Before he could think it over any more, his attention was grabbed by the stage. Seemed like Gianna was doing a bit of a performance of her own. Might as well watch, right? Not as though anyone was gonna be going anywhere. As he watched, he felt his worries fade away a little, his reluctance about and fear of doing anything slowly disappearing.

Of course he knew it had to be at least partly from Gianna's powers, but who gave a shit? He'd come here to have fun, and sort himself out! It wasn't as though it mattered what anyone thought of him anyway, why did he care? He knew who he was, and what he could do. Why not just try and keep things civil while he could? He looked back over at the bar. Yeah. Forget the whole damn feud. Feel better than this.

It certainly seemed to surprise a few people at the bar when Keats ordered a drink without even making any kind of aggressive gesture towards anyone. After all, Keats wasn't known for being the sharpest tool in the shed - his reputation mostly involved loud yelling and spontaneous violence, which was admittedly what he'd been going for. Maybe they didn't expect him to be stupid enough to throw a punch in the middle of Delirium, but his complete lack of hostility would probably seem out of character for anyone that knew him. Even at the bar, he spotted a few people who he didn't exactly get along with, but didn't pay them any attention.

He didn't say anything at all, in fact. Why bother, right? Who had time for fighting anyway? Not like you could punch away your problems forever. Well, not all of them.

It seemed that the atmosphere had put the normally guarded and angry boxer in a much friendlier mood than normal. Or maybe he just wasn't hiding his real personality quite so much. Either way, there genuinely wasn't any hostility in his mind as he looked out around the club, just a sincere hope not to have anyone's night ruined.

Grabbing his drink, Keats headed off back into the crowds. Hopefully the guy would take it on board, but if he didn't that wasn't Keats' problem. Hell, he'd probably been nicer than he had to be about it, but it made more sense to him to appeal to those two over some of their more, well, angry classmates. Anything that might help prevent yet another incident from breaking out was good in his books.

Now, where did he want to go? He took a second to think about it. Normally, Keats would just lurk in the corners, but not tonight. Tonight, he wanted something to do that he might actually have fun with. Loosen up a bit, and stop worrying. What that would end up being was anybody's guess.
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