NaraK

Chronicles of Sarastrea

Mark Noxus

The people moved, altogether in innocent discord. The children laughed, or put on their most bored expressions to convince their parents to let them play at an arcade close by the fair. Some of the people appreciated what the fair offered, intrigued by what the many cultures gathered in a single place, though some seemed more concerned with business than their personal lives.

All of them were common sights to witness, but said sights in one place together was a bit more uncommon than one would think. A gathering of much of the world, yet so little of it at the same time.

Mark kind of liked it.

Stretching his arms, Mark yawned as he watched the scene before him. He tossed the remains of his burger as he stopped eating it top-down. It was his first time at the fair, and it got him in a pretty good mood. He remained still, blending in with the environment. He may have done a small portion of exploring, but he hadn't gotten the chance to know more about thoroughly developed civilizations aside from Kora. Oasari got him thinking he should pay it a visit sometime later.

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Ryuu Yamauchi

Ryuu stayed mad.

Nobody cared or wanted to approach him anyway so it all worked out in the end. Sort of.

"REEEEEEEEE-"

It didn't, actually.

The otaku looked like he was going to bust a cap on his own stall at some point, but he refrained from doing so. If he did that, then what was the point of coming all the way here, right?

But not that it matters. These nerds can't appreciate the honesty of my stall!

The irony of him labeling literally anyone aside from himself as a nerd didn't occur to him.

Heroes of Beacon - Contest of Champions

Contest #37: Valentine’s 2018

Host: NarayanK
Type: Free Writing
Deadline: February 15, 2018 / 11:59 PM CT
Prize: 2 Credits (by default)

Love can be a goal, a drive, an inspiration… but also a prompt!

Welcome to the Valentine’s 2018 Contest! It’s not guaranteed to make your heart beat faster or give you nonexistent diabetes, but it’s certainly a delicate day. The Valentine’s 2018 Contest is a simple free writing contest that has only one thematic requirement- it must be Valentine’s themed.

What you think when you hear “Valentine’s” is entirely subjective. Chocolate is usually a common thing to come up with, but so is melancholy or simple happiness.

As this is a seasonal contest, all submissions will not be compared with each other and will each receive 2 Credits, though it may amp up to 3 Credits if at least 10 people participate.

Don't be shy!

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Bang nodded as he slightly lowered the phone, glancing at the people hanging around the scene. Some of them had gone off to chase after the girl who ran-

Oh, she ran.

He hoped nobody would get hurt. If anything, things seemed to have settled down and everyone was getting things under control. There didn’t seem to be anything that’d suddenly pop up and-

Suddenly, a loud noise almost deafened his ears at point-blank range. His phone was knocked out of his hand as his body was propelled straight past the group at magnum force.

Time slowed down as he thought,

I don’t think this is my body responding to a mosquito passing by-

Crashing on the ground, Bang tumbled almost infinitely as his phone snapped in half, the upper half of phone flying and shattering one of the old office building’s lower floor windows. He felt his head slam against the ground and his limbs wildly flailing about until he stopped rolling.

Cringing, Bang winced as he attempted to get up, only to cough and remain on the ground. He was surprised his neck didn’t snap, but his body hurt.

It hurt quite a bit. The heat that also suddenly flared near his cheek hurt as well, though it paled in comparison to jumping on a bunch of Lego face-first. Nothing hurt more than your friend placing Lego on literally every solid surface in your house.

The skies remained in his vision as he took unsteady breaths in an attempt to make them steady again. His ears rung louder than ants choking on a blender, and he felt dizzy.

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“I’m currently far away from the Dianoid. There’s an old office building nearby,” Bang further explained as he eyed the building in particular. “Todoki Dai Building. 1-14-6 Jūgo-shi.

“As for the body, Esper powers were most likely used. There’s no sight of blood anywhere, but the body is… rather mangled.”

@Crimmy

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As the voice went through the flip phone, Bang answered quickly,

"Hello. We need Antiskill at School District 15. Several others and I have come across... a body just moments ago."

Bang glanced at the group before looking away.

"A dead body," he quickly added.

@Crimmy

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Bang nodded at the vaporwave(?)-haired man. It was murder. And no doubt did neither of them want to witness it. Both of them were horrified to their own right. He may not have tried to show it, but Bang's heart pounded the fastest it had in his whole life. Seeing how angry the guy seemed to be at the presence of murder, he probably felt the same.

He still concealed most of his panic and resorted to being quiet about it. Putting on a calm façade often helped him do things less clumsily. He glanced at the other man who walked across the corpse.

Flipping his phone open, Bang pressed several buttons to call Antiskill. Like he initially thought, the girl claimed that she was a part of Judgement, and all these people were saying she wasn't Judgement-

Wait, where were they all coming from?

...

Glancing at the woman who seemed to be associated with the man with the interesting accent, Bang nodded silently as he pressed the call button. Regardless, the Elvis lookalike did point out something Bang hoped would not happen. He took several steps away from the small group as soon as his call went through, keeping a wary eye on his surroundings as he let the others control the situation.

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It had been a normal day for Bang Constantine.

He started the day off by motivating himself with a cup of heated water with a bit of honey mixed into it. It wasn’t the best, but the spice he eventually added into it cleared his throat almost instantly. He yawned approximately thirteen times before he left to meet his friend.

His friend kept poking at him to buy her lunch, but then he got berated for trying to give her half of his allowance instead.

“It’s a common trope to have money being taken as a potential starting point for character development,” he explained. “I wanted to experience this development too. So please, take this money and refuse to give it back.”

She didn’t understand, so he decided that it was perhaps less common than he thought.

Aside from that particular incident, nothing eventful happened.

After they went their separate ways, he hit the gym. Fitness was important to a healthy mind, and healthy minds were often the best at producing healthy things. Like romance novels, or action novels, for example. He wasn't good with things people often called "dirty." Among all of the things he did to keep himself fit, boxing was pretty good, but he was far from great at it. He still blinked if someone tried to scratch his face with their beard or something. He didn’t like sharp things.

As he left the gym, he decided to go to his house and jog down to the supermarket for some snacks. Chocolate and coffee were at the top of his list, though he made sure to grab some other groceries while he was at it. His parents would be sad if they found out he ended up feasting on snacks endlessly, so he made the effort to at least have a bare minimum level of cooking skills.

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Night arrived, and he walked with plastic bags hung around his elbows as he slowly pressed the buttons of his flip phone.

“I’m near home. Good night.”

”yeeee ヾ(´￢｀)ﾉ”

Maybe some TV would be fine, he thought as his feet quietly carried him to his home. As the flip phone closed with an audible clap, he put it in his pocket as he slid the bags down to his hands.

As he put his groceries in his house, he took a moment to think over things before deciding to take another jog. No doubt would being in his house would result in him comfortably shutting himself in for the rest of the night. Keeping the tempo of his exercises would help keep his motivation in check.

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As Bang jogged from District 7 to District 15, he occasionally glanced at the stars. It had been a normal day for Bang Constantine.

He didn't think the night wouldn't be normal, though.

As he yawned and thought about going back to his home, a weird sound that did not fit with the borders of Academy City came to be.

Bang’s heart pounded, though his face remained idle, as he thought,

That doesn't sound good.

As he ran towards the source of the noise, Bang pumped his arms back and forth as he finally stopped jogging and resorted to sprinting. Life was to be taken slowly, but if others’ safety was on the line, then he knew when to stop being slow. He ran and ran, wondering what the sound was-

As he arrived at the source of the sound, he found something lying still on the ground. It kinda looked like a person, now that he took a better look at it.

He wondered why a woman would just lie down in the middle of nowhere with her hand stretched out. Then there was some person taking pictures of said woman.

His hood over his head, he approached the girl taking pictures as he glanced at the other woman, only to notice something felt off. It didn’t seem like they were just fooling around with a camera during the night.

“…stump remains. No visible cause of death. No blood, no visible wounds.”

Camera Girl continued to take pictures of what he now presumed was actually a dead body upon closer inspection.

Glancing around, Bang turned to the body, and then at the girl who kept taking pictures.

Why was she taking pictures of a corpse?

He needed to say something, even if he felt his nervousness skyrocket at the prospect of her being related to what he steadily grew to believe was a murder.

Maybe she was an undercover cop? No, but she didn’t look the part at all. She did seem very well prepared for-

Seriously, who was this person and what did she do for a living? He didn't want to judge her for something she probably wasn't responsible for, but she wasn't making the situation less disturbing.

“…Uh,” he began. For a moment, no other words came out of him as he glanced between the busy girl and the corpse. "Hello."

Taking out his flip phone, he politely asked her the most important question he could think of with the phone closed,

“Would you mind if I call public authorities?”

_@GreenGoat

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i'll be putting up a post very soon

Journey to Ouranus

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No Level - Bang Constantine

Appearance

"I'm hungry."

Name: Bang Constantine

Nickname/Alias: "Boxer" / "Author" / "TOGWSLHCDABTTOTHWTDBKDTTA"

That last nickname

"That One Guy Who Seems Like He Could Do Anything Better Than The One Thing He Wants To Do But Keeps Doing That Thing Anyway"

Age: 16

Gender: Male

Appearance: With a build that is more bulky than lean, Bang is around 5’7”. He sports short, dark hair, turquoise eyes, and slightly tanned skin.

Biography: Bang is a simple person, whose simplicity outweighs his oddities. The Asian Latin American boxer was born in Japan and eventually raised in a small home in Virginia, where he initially attended school before taking his boxing classes. Bang discovered that his physical limits were able to be pushed to admirable heights. Though he did not believe that he would be able to participate amongst prodigies who were either stronger or smarter than him, both his friends and family believed that physical activities helped push him towards working hard. He eventually returned to Japan and moved into Academy City, where he focused on getting closer to his dream as a writer. Yet, there's something that makes his writing feel either too generic or too odd...

Personality: Calm, but straightforward, Bang Constantine has little to hide from the world. Though not one to raise a hand to take advantage of defenseless people, he is not one to refuse a good challenge. His sense of humor is otherworldly and he can come to odd conclusions, but his observant nature is one of his biggest strengths. His senses become sharper when he tenses up, making him rather consistent despite being a Level 0. He talks in a brief manner and has yet to get visibly angry. Bang looks up to Espers, though he has yet to active ignore anyone aside from several individuals he deliberately tries to ignore.

He isn't the best at socializing and frequently comes off as a weirdo, but he has little to no ill intentions.

Esper Power: None

Skills: Exercising, boxing, studying, running, bamboozling people (unintentionally), being at the sidelines, stargazing

Extra: Bang has partial acrophobia and eidetic memory.

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