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Star Wars: A New Force

@AHeartlessNobody Just let me know if you're willing to start this back up. Cause I'am.

HXH: Those Who Are Hunted. (A small group)

@OneStoryToMany Yep Yep. Once I get the next set of posts lined up and ready, I'll start writing it. Might not be till late late tonight or tomorrow.

My Hero Academia: The Next Generation

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Tag: @Shiyonichi
Location: U.A. High School, Class 1-A
Quirk: Beyond the Barrier (Psionic)

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Yusuke subtly stepped up his pace. Letting an uninterested uh-huh escape from him; hearing Noru's words but purposely allowing his mind to wander to the females that typically swooned over him. The tension between them, the underlining agitation and saturated jealously that seemed to activate in his presence.

He hid it exceptionally well; his chagrin at the inhumanity of those so infatuated with him. That reminded him of the way he felt about the paparazzi and his parents.

Yusuke stepped inside the main building, peeping the fog-like swarm of gray uniforms. His psonic-skin, prismatic but soft in tone, became visible for a moment before becoming intangible again. He let out a hard-to-describe sigh before turning in the direction of the stairs heading up to class. "I'm nervous about dealing with Karen today."

I never thought I'd here myself say that. Nervous? me? Guess that happens when you're unsure of your place on the totem pole. Outwardly he touched his chest whilst walking. Its beating was low, steady, but very quiet. I've always been at the top. Always so sure of where I belonged and what I wanted. Now I'm here and...

His mind fluttered away from the touchy subject. Not quite capable of handling that and the dozens-or-so other objectives it was scrambling for. Yusuke showed this with a rare action, actually touching his head as if dealing with a headache.

My Hero Academia: The Next Generation

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Tag: @Shiyonichi
Location: U.A. High School, Class 1-A
Quirk: Beyond the Barrier (Psionic)

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Yusuke smiled, nearly chuckled at Noru's observation. It was true, he did it far too often not to notice; that he often drug people along with him. Whether they wished it or despised it, he never pondered nor focused on such shadows. "Yea, I guess not. Though you could have simply said no." His voice was light with an easy mirth.

Again Yusuke tasted Noru's intentions. It was curiosity but again it lacked any definitive place. Even still, he was hardly sure why he was waiting for her himself; only that he felt she'd provide answers where none existed.

Yusuke eyed the passing huddles of students with a minor interest. In reality he was constantly feeling out the air around him, touching their minds, figuring out their current worries or intentions. He was good at multitasking; his brain was less like a supercomputer and more like a factory filled with individuals. All working on separate but equally important jobs.

After the micro-moment it took for him to observe, dictate, and decide on his own feelings; Yusuke looked towards Noru and said, "A girl. Just want to talk with her before class but I guess she left early. Did you get the chance to do any pranks after class?"

HXH: Those Who Are Hunted. (A small group)

Music: Beel vs Gumi Kuma

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Beel darted forwards, anticipating the young woman's Nen attack. The tendrils of lilac aura tightened, constricting with the passengers attached to their ends. Bodies of all ages, sizes, and hues were flung within the wide space inside the airship. Within his gaze, Gumi Kuma stood admist the chaos, face snarled with rage.

Beel barley dodge a heavyset man, though he artfully portrayed the luck with a sense of ease. He flashed charming smile at Gumi. To throw her off her game, he flipped and twisted in the air, grabbing children and women in mid-air before placing them safely on the ground, all while snipping her hold on them. Little by little, her fingers, which were tense and spread out in front of her fell loose.

"Losing your grip on reality are we?" he said before amping up his speed and appearing behind her.

"I was told you'd be the easiest to kill." he muttered, secretly encasing his hand with an intense aura of heat. "I didn't think it'd be this easy."

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@OneStoryToMany

Music: Overprotect(or)

The glossy sheet was plain and was revealed to be nothing more than a piece of her merchandise. A image of her sold at every concert she performed at. Kinly giggled beneath her soft hand before looking to his father. He turned completely towards him, jumped up and down, and urged him over. "Birdy wants you, Daddy!"

"Cool," His voice was an echo in the empty lot.

He stood over his son moments later, placing his hands on the boy's shoulders and smiling at Birdy. "He was intent on doing this alone," he said with a minor laugh.

Kinly nudged his unmoving father and grunted. "She's going to sign my paper, right?" he asked cutely.

"That's entirely up to Ms. Birdy, Kinly," voiced the handsome man.

He looked up from his son and for a moment that edge in his eyes had returned. It was chilling and dangerous, filled with a malice that could only be produced by those who were dyed and suffocating in the darkness. His aura came to life very slow but as it did, the light from the lamppost several meters away seemed to darken.

"I would imagine she'd be willing to do anything for a fan. Including paying a debt she's overdue on. Afterall, we came to see her show, even bought this image of her."

Kinly looked between the two. First to his father than to Birdy. "Pleeeease, Birdy," he pleaded, holding out the sheet of paper to her.

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@Tenma Tendo

Music: The Silver-Haired Stranger

The old man was no fool. He had known the consequences of going up against wealth and besides that obvious point, he had felt a genuine, almost primal fear of the young silver-haired youth in front of him. It was more than just social status that stood between them, it was a crevice as long as the underpass he slept beneath and as deep as his debt; far too deep for him to see the bottom of.

The silver-haired male, who looked to be in his late teens relaxed but it was hardly visible. He rolled his right shoulder, brought his extended fingers beneath his chin and flicked them towards the shuffling homeless man. "Yea you better scram," he said in a hushed tone.

Bending to a single knee, he looked Sora over with a critical, cold stare. He touched her chin with the side of his index finger, lifting it up. "Look me in the eyes, Girl. You're young so this sucks...but its my job. Don't move." he told her as he stood up and pulled out his mobile phone. He stepped but a foot or two away, keeping that cold gaze on her. His voice traveled the very short distance to her ears.

"I have her, Pops but why this little girl?" A short pause occurred. "She's from that dump? Meteor City, really?" The wealthy-looking teen chuckled before fixing his crimson gaze on her, this time it was a tad sharper. "Yea, you wouldn't believe how I bumped into her... She looks just like her. I think your plan'll change once you see her... I ended up saving her myself," he said much quieter.

"Huh!? You're joking!" he shouted suddenly.

"Seriously?" he sighed, shuffling the back of his hair roughly. "Fine, fine. I'll do it." He clapped the phone shut and looked Sora's way.

"You heard all that right? must be confusing but listen I'm going to take you to your home. Do you trust me?"

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@LemonZest1337

Music: Madge's Awakening

Gumi Kuma stood perfectly still. Beel could not find a single drop of worry radiating from her. That was odd, he thought. She smirked and that visibly irked him, his jolly expression fell into a grimace. "You find something amusing about dying, Gummy Bear?"

"Not at all," she replied quickly. "But I do find it funny when chumps like you mistake my level of skill. By the way, Beelzebutt, Did you know there's a meteorite on board?"

Beel glanced around with his eyes, suddenly unwilling to cut loose on the airship. "And I care why?"

" You can stop playing the fool anytime now. He's found your weakness, Beelzebutt. He's found your needle in the haystack. Now let see how willing you are to protect your giant freak!"

Beel was shaken just enough for her twitching finger to go unnoticed. A series of three people were propelled in the air. He watched the first three crash into each other with a sickening crack and meaty thump. The next three came towards him. He used Gyo to spot the lilac tendrils pinned to his clothing. When had she?

A moment of realization hit him before the people could. When I was saving the passengers. Shit! he cursed.

Beel leapt forward, sprung off the back of incoming passenger and allowed their bodies to crumple beneath one another. The last set wasn't a full set at all. A gigantic woman, who he assumed was his freak. A casket, small in size, and a literal chair was incoming for him at great speeds. They came at him in a linear order; the casket, the chair, and the tall woman. He fired his fist up, focus his Ren into them instinctively. The casket was the first to splinter open, a dead dog splattered to limbs and torso. The chair was to be next but it was swapped mid-way, the girl springing pass it.

Beel softened his Ren within a fraction of a second as he swatted her aside and repelled the chair away.

Madge would be a horrendous pain, nothing like before, for she was injected by a gentle, yet offensive dosage of Ren.

Gumi Kuma giggled while holding tight to the upper-ledge of a broken window. So high into the sky, the sudden disturbance had created a vacuum of air. Dead bodies, live children, and anything not nailed down were flying towards it. Gumi Kuma stared at him with malice, hoping, or perhaps knowing he'd die with the crashing vessel. She mockingly slit her throat with her index finger again before bounding out the window.

SAGA [An Original Dragon Ball Universe RP] - Always Open! [CAS/ADV]

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Race: Half-Saiyan/Half-Human
Power Level: 960
Location: Central Capital (CC)
Tagging: @Holy Soldier @Obito Kashi

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Taeto smiled near innocently at Bolt. "Hey, none of this is my fault. Most of this is yours," he grumbled while patting his legs. "Actually, I've getting some feeling in my legs now. Adrenaline maybe?"

Pins and needles were vibrating the soles of feet, sending unpleasant but familiar shocks through his heavy legs. While he waited for Bolt to unlock the window he regained his footing. "Alright, ready when you are. After all of this is done, I'm kicking your ass for throwing me through that window." He let out a sigh. "All that food wasted; that should be the crime here."

HXH: Those Who Are Hunted. (A small group)

@OneStoryToMany I'm def going to get a post out tonight. Just gotta post for something long overdue than I'm on it. Promise!

HXH: Those Who Are Hunted. (A small group)

@OneStoryToMany You're smart.

@Tenma Tendo@LemonZest1337I'm going to post for everyone either tonight or tomorrow. I'm wusaing from my day at work.

My Hero Academia: The Next Generation

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Tag: @Shiyonichi
Location: U.A. High School, Class 1-A
Quirk: Beyond the Barrier (Psionic)

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Ten minutes had went by faster than he had thought. He pulled his Uphone from his back pocket, leaned off the sterling rail connected to the dorm's entrance, and checked the time. His mind had been multi-tasking on several things. How he had felt, how his parent's would feel about him ignoring their messages, what Diana had been thinking giving him that awkward but welcomed hug; just what he would he say and ask her? though those two things were interchangeable. One of the many things his mind had not been managing was the time.

He looked over at Noru, rubbed his neck softly as he often did with any of his movements and considered how to respond. Yusuke chuckled while tucking his phone away and shook his head. "I-I don't even know anymore. Was waiting for someone but I just remembered they have a knack for dodging people."

Yusuke felt the air, the emotions and nuances that traveled through the immaterial pathways of reality. Noru was running tiny driblets of curiosity. Though he was unsure of its intent. It spoke gray to his mind, very hard to place on the spectrum. So he moved for the main-building. "I could use a companion," he said flat-out yet inviting. "Wanna walk together, Noru?"

Though he asked this, Yusuke had already started off towards the main-building. His scarf was raised over his medical-mask, his hands tuck in his pockets as if enduring an intense cold.

HXH: Those Who Are Hunted. (A small group)

That’s most appreciated it. Hopefully I’ll keep it going