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You've seen this before. The thought strikes suddenly, during whatever it is you were doing. Having an important conversation? Running away from home? Dying in the midst of a fierce battle? Where ever you are, one things is true: you're certain this isn't the first time you've lived through this. But upon realizing this, that's when it happens. Like someone hitting rewind on the VCR, you're back where you were ten minutes ago. And it happens again. And again. And again--Until finally, something is different. A door stands in front of you. Will you go through it? Nothing else seems to be working, so this might be your only chance.
Upon opening the door and heading inside, a strange feeling overwhelms you. It's comforting and warm, like being enveloped in a soft, heavy blanket. You hear a voice murmuring in your ear, but it's unintelligible.
And in the next moment, you've appeared in a laboratory, surrounded by the unfamiliar yet worried faces of people in lab coats, speaking in a foreign language that doesn't sound so foreign to you anymore.
Nanjikan Research Laboratory
There isn't much time to process what's happening before characters are ushered out of the arrival room. They're passed between a medical and a psychiatric team, checking them for injuries and psychological trauma. Their every need is met: food is offered, injuries are tended to, and questions are answered. "You're in a country called Nippon on a planet called Gaia," they explain. "You were brought here because you became aware of the timeloop... we'll explain everything."
Orientation Nanjikan Research Lab, Tokyo
Everyone is brought to a large auditorium, where dozens of other people looking similarly out of place are seated around them. The scientists and doctors from before file on stage, thoroughly explaining the situation. What they experienced back home was a timeloop. While the loops in their home worlds are smaller and likely to resolve on their own, the fact that such a small amount of time is being repeated is what makes them so dangerous for those who become aware of it. And they've been working around the clock, checking adjacent universes for others who've become aware. While the technical explanations may go over the heads of most, that's not the reason they were all brought together like this.
And they continue to explain: their own world was trapped in a year long loop for decades, if not longer. Through the use of an ancient form of bonding magic, they bound their world to the present flow of time, allowing it to progress past the timeloop. Or at least, that's how they thought it worked. In truth, it appears to be magic capable of distorting reality itself. But by the time they realized this was the case, they had already begun the process of rescuing others from similar worlds using that very same magic.
Until they find the means of resuming the flow of time back in your home world, you'll just have to make due with this one. But not to worry, because Nippon is fully committed to taking care of the refugees!
A Place to Call Home Tokyo, Kanto
Once orientation is over, characters will be given one of three options for housing. Housing will be paid by the government of Nippon until they decide to move elsewhere, with NRL providing a stipend for food expenses.
In lieu of providing transportation, all refugees will be granted an unlimited rail pass that they can use to travel all across Nippon!
For those bound for Nihonbashi, be careful not to board the train too late at night. Because on Friday nights, the Loop Line's final train of the night is a party train! Every train car is quickly set up with its own theme and decor, with this week featuring a high school romance car! Upon passing through, passengers will find their clothing magically replaced with (potentially ill-fitting) school uniforms! If they want their original clothing back, they'll have to gamble for them, and hope they don't lose whatever clothing they've got left. The train will loop endlessly past the same station until sunrise, so hopefully they weren't planning on an early night's sleep.
In Little Edo, the cherry blossoms are in full bloom, and refugees will be encouraged to visit one of the many shrines populating the district to receive a Spring Blessing. Of course, it's just an ordinary fortune that happens to come on sakura-pink paper. But for the refugees, the power of Kizuna will cause whatever fortune they receive to come true. And these fortunes are distressingly specific, ranging from "Don't flirt with the cute girl at the tea shop, she'll break your heart and your wallet" to "That new restaurant you tried last night gave you food poisoning, hurry home!" Are the fortunes coming true, or are they somehow reading the future? How mysterious.
In Yoshiwara, it's spring cleaning season for the dorms! And not just any cleaning. It seems some residents have been complaining about strange laughter in the walls. As a professional comes in to flush out the cause, residents will be warned to keep an eye out for the tickle mehehe that will be trying to hide in closets and under futons. Sure, they're harmless. But unless they want to wake up with a furry new bedmate, they should consider grabbing a broom to help clean up.
NRL Time Refugee Support Network
Once they've received their housing assignment, all refugees will be given small handheld devices called magi-tech communicators, or magi-comms for short. They're heavier than a conventional smartphone would be, but far sturdier, and powered by the ambient magic that flows through the city. They don't need to be charged, but they won't work outside of cities at all. Upon booting it up, they'll find a message linking them to a special channel for refugees.
#nrl_time_refugee_support - online
Oops! Looks like the new camera feature was already recording! Thankfully, this is the only time an accidental video will occur. Videos and photos are still lacking full color, appearing to be slightly sepia-toned, but otherwise lacking in color variety with a very poor resolution. But hey, better than nothing!
Current characters will be allowed to upgrade their current magi-comms at no charge!
Use the following code for your top-level if you'd like! This is how network communication will look for characters in the game until more advanced magi-tech comms become available for characters.
Stamen And Pistil
Life in Tokyo is finally getting back to normal after the bizarre influx of ayakashi late last month, and just in time for cherry blossom season! All around the city, streets are lined with trees filled with pink blossoms, as shops begin selling special, limited edition items to ring in the new season, and the people break out the picnic baskets to drink beneath the blossoms.
But pretty flowers aren't there only thing that spring brings to mind. Spring is the season of love in Nippon, and as the new arrivals are sure to find out, that theme is something the people of Nippon take very seriously.
Hanami Happenings Little Edo, Tokyo
Those looking for a good way to spend their day and enjoy the nice spring weather should look no further than Little Edo, where most of the city's cherry blossom trees reside. Nearly every corner is painted bright pink from the colorful petals carpeting the landscape. And beneath the shade of these beautiful messengers of spring, it's customary in Nippon to hold gatherings with friends and enjoy drinks and merriment in a practice known as Hanami.
One of the largest parks in Little Edo, sitting at the foot of a rather beautiful shrine, is where most of the refugees will be invited to join a special Hanami being thrown by the people of Tokyo, to honor the refugees for saving the city last month. Large blankets are spread out beneath the trees, with free bentos, sakura-themed snacks and treats, and no shortage of tea and beer for anyone to come and drink. It seems even the officials are looking the other way should someone below the legal drinking age of 20 decide to take part.
In fact, one vendor seems particularly interested in having the refugees try their new sakuramochi-flavored beer. With a mild hint of cherry blossoms in every sip, it's the ideal way to enjoy the Hanami season. And unlike normal beer, with it comes a special property, as those who drink it will become more relaxed and friendly, creating a warmer atmosphere beneath the cherry blossom trees.
Towards the end of the day as the sun begins to set, a special ceremony takes place, where a new cherry blossom tree is planted in honor of the refugees. There, an official speaks on behalf of the emperor, who was unable to attend, but wished to extend his gratitude to the refugees. However, the moment the plant is in the ground, to the shock of the crowd around it, it spontaneously begins to grow before their very eyes, until it's become a fully grown and towering tree, bursting with pink blossoms. It'll be the talk of the town for the rest of the month, as the citizens come to see it as a sort of blessing of behalf of the refugees.
Flowers of Evil Little Edo, Tokyo
While the city has mostly returned to normal following last month's madness-inducing pollen incident, as it turns out, jubokko pollen has left a lingering effect on a number of the cherry blossom trees in Little Edo. These trees are easily identified by the red blossoms growing among the pink ones, their petals refusing to fall no matter how strong the wind blows.
However, unlike the jubokko's pollen, these petals carry a very different effect. Anyone who stands under the shade of these trees will feel an irresistible urge to confess something. Once enough confessions are made, the red petals will gradually wither and fall, removing all enchantments from the tree.
But even among these enchanted trees, there's one that's even more different from the others. While most people will only see an ordinary cherry blossom tree, those who are prone to feelings of bloodlust will see it for what it really is: a tree covered entirely in blood-red petals. Those who see its true form will be struck by feelings of inexplicable terror, and will be unable to explain why. Not even leaving the trees sight will calm then down -- but some comforting words or physical affection from someone they've bonded with will quickly calm them down.
Dick Festival Kanayama Shrine, Tokyo Outskirts
While most residents are celebrating the spring season under the cherry blossoms, a different sort of celebration is taking place at the Kanayama Shrine, located just outside of Tokyo on a tall, narrow hilltop that juts out of the flooded landscape. It's time for the annual Kanamara Matsuri, and all refugees will find themselves invited to the little island to see the festivities. And what sort of festival is it, you may ask?
Why, it's the Festival of the Steel Phallus! According to legend, there was once a plague of a type of ayakashi that was known to live in the genitals of humans, whose vicious bite caused the birthrate of a certain city to drop down to zero. To combat this, an afflicted young woman asked a blacksmith to forge a steel phallus in order to break the ayakashi's teeth, freeing her of the curse. It's said the original phallus remains enshrined in the innermost chambers-- and in honor of this most venerated dildo, a festival is held every spring to celebrate sexuality and fertility, all leading up to a procession in which a giant steel phallus is paraded around the island.
(And no, I didn't make this up.)
Refugees visiting the shrine will find no shortage of phallic-shaped foods and merchandise. Outside of the wide array of oddly shaped dildos to choose from, in terms of food, there are stalls selling lollipops, popsicles, sausages, grilled squid, octopus balls, cream-filled dick waffles-- but there's more at work here than a simple theme. Those who choose the popsicles will find themselves with a temporary oral fixation, causing an urge to have something between their lips at all times. Now, is this a naughty trick, or merely a marketing ploy to sell more popsicles? It's hard to say.
But the real treat is inside the shrine itself, where a single dildo stands tall among gilded offerings and flowers. The inner chamber is only ever put on display once every few years, and for good reason. Anyone whose eyes fall upon the majestic phallus will become overwhelmed with a desire to fill or be filled - which might just be why viewings are done in groups of two or more, the outer doors of the shrine closed behind them for privacy. There's a nice pile of pillows and no shortage of lubricating oils available, so why not get into the spirit of the season with a friend or two?
OOC Notes
Welcome to Jikan's April TDM! The TDM is considered game canon, and also serves as the intro log! That said, whether you choose to carry threads over to the game or not is up to you!
• Current players are more than welcome to top-level, or take prompts from the TDM and use for their own logs! This may change in the future depending on how busy TDMs become.
• CRAU characters may start regaining their CRAU memories one month after the TDM. However, vague feelings of familiarity are allowed between previous game CR! For more on this, please read the FAQ!
• You do not need to sign-up for housing! Choose whichever style you prefer. Roommates can be chosen by the characters or can be random. If you want to switch housing later, your character has the option of moving at the beginning of each month.
• Feel free to get creative with what sort of gambling takes place in the Loop Line prompt. Gambling is otherwise illegal in Nippon, but is pretty common on Friday night Loop Line parties.
• Despite everything, Kanamaru Matsuri is considered an all-ages event!
Please leave any questions about the TDM prompts in the thread below! General game questions can be directed to the FAQ!
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Nah. Ochako was a perfectly capable hero 100%, he wasn't here to fucking babysit, but... this one he couldn't just let go. And he was fine, gritting and bearing it as they wound through the people and vendors, up until Ochako had gotten comfortable enough to start trying things. Dick shaped things. In her mouth.
Anyone else, it wouldn't have even been something to think about. To be bothered by. But... rewinding, back to the hot springs, there was another thing that had happened that made this a hell of a lot harder to deal with. And that was the moment he'd seen her in her bathing suit. A lot of fucked up soul searching and a cold, cold bath later, and Katsuki had been able to put the sudden realization that he found her attractive, his best friend... the girl he actually dared to let fucking hold him as he cried, out of his mind for the most part.
Until today.
That's why, in the last hour or so of their stupid fucking dick adventure, Katsuki has been pointedly avoiding looking at her at all. He can't. It's food, it's dumb, but watching her go to town on phallic food of all kinds is not fucking jiving with him. Not one bit. Hence, his surly ass look, pointed elsewhere as he dares to take a drink of some tea they'd gotten from one of the vendors. His other hand stuffed in his pocket, shoulders hunched in a way that almost makes him look like a pissed off cat.
Was trying to take a drink. The second those words come out of her mouth, he has to turn his head even further to spit the mouthful of tea out, before Katsuki rounds on her. Discomfort, shielded by that pissed off fucking bellow he tends to get when he's riled up.]
The fuck is wrong with you, seriously?!
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He really does make her feel more confident, truly. There's just something about his presence that really builds Ochako up, gets her out of her shell. Maybe it's his own personality, or the energy he gives off, and she just feeds from it? Whatever the case, she's finding she's being far more bold when she's around Bakugou in particular - things like this she would never, ever, do with anyone else. These raunchy jokes and jabs...they seem a bit more tailored to Kaminari, really, but...hell. No harm, no foul, right? Besides, it's just so damn fun to tease her hot-headed best friend. He makes it easy as all hell, too.
Hence why his reaction to her jape makes Ochako snort and then throw back her head, laughing hard. Gosh, he's so uncomfortable!! It's hilarious!!! Who knew a little bit of dirty humor would fluster someone like him so badly?! Ochako would have never guessed he'd be so bothered by it (little does she know).]
Hahha!! What?! It's just a few balls, Bakugou-kun! [She spears one of the takoyaki with a toothpick and pops it into her mouth, not yet chewing and instead letting it make her right cheek puffy.] Mmmh...it's so good. Do you want one of my...p-pffft--...b-b-balls, huh? Huuuh? They're so chewy and warm.
[Gods, if she doesn't stop laughing with food in her mouth, Ochako's bound to choke. On balls.
...
The thought only makes her laugh HARDER, doubling over and holding her stomach.]
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She's fucking laughing at him. Not just. A little laugh. This bitch is full on fucking on cackling at him like a maniac! On a normal day he would be pissed, but considering the reasons why he is uncomfortable, Katsuki is like. Quadruple fucking pissed. Baku Rage Aura Supreme.
They stop, so that she can double over, even, and the blonde is fucking snapping. Ochako will find that his hand is suddenly pressing into the side of her face, and Katsuki shoves her to the side.] Shut up!! You're not even a GOOD pervert, you're not supposed to describe balls as chewy, dumb fuck!
[Annnd he is walking. Like nothing ever happened.
Get him the fuck out of here. Seriously. Why is this his fucking life? Why does he have to like such a moron??]
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Ochako would never do this sort of thing with anyone else, not even Tsuyu, her very best friend ever. It's a nice feeling, knowing she can really just be a regular, ordinary, silly girl around Bakugou. At his expense, of course, but it's still kind of nice to know how close they've gotten...]
Eeeeh? Is that so? [Ochako jogs to keep up with him, giggling and hanging off Bakugou's arm. Just a little bit more, she has to poke the beehive just a little bit more.] How should I describe them then, Bakugou-kun? Hot? Salty? Mmm...maybe sticky with all that thick mayo on them...
[And she makes a "mmm" sound with her mouth but it's...less 'yum yum' and more...yeah. R18.]
what a charmer
This, though?
This is not fucking fine.
He honestly, hand to the damn gods, can not believe that she just said that. It would be eye opening, to how close and comfortable they HAVE gotten in their time here, if he weren't very carefully measuring his steps, focusing on not stopping in his damn tracks. She's never been one to hold back, at least not with him, but this is on a whole other damn level. What happened to the girl that blushed like a fucking idiot when they floated together up onto that roof?! He would much prefer HER right now, to this lewd fucking VILLAIN that's taken over his best friend. Y'know. The best friend that he is trying- and failing, more often than he would care to admit, not to think about like that.
It's an effort that is in vain. Stopping himself from stopping, from reacting in a way that might give away how he feels, or at the very least makes him look like some kind of ridiculous prude. He's not. There are eight million lewd things he could level her way in return, if only he weren't trying to avoid the truth like the damn plague! It's for their own good, that he doesn't bring attention to it, and she IS NOT HELPING HIM AT ALL! Fuck her!
Th sound that Ochako makes after has fire rushing to his cheeks, prompting him coming to a dead stop. His face slowly twists, from pure shock into a boiling anger that only increases in intensity with each second. This time, Katsuki's wrath comes in the form of a sharp, hard elbow nailing Ochako in the side, with purpose.]
I SAID SHUT UP!!
[He's not done. His free hand comes up, since he doesn't actually shake her off of him even in the aftermath of the blow to her ribcage, palm crackling with the threat he issues when twists and leans in real close. Teeth bared in his usual super pissed off way, like he might rip her throat out.]
You like dying as much as you like dick, Cheeks? Cause that sounds like a damn good time right now!
as charming as an eeeeel~
Ochako's face suddenly goes from ghostly white to a bright, burning red as realization hits her harder than any sort of explosion Bakugou could actually fire her way. She was flirting with him!! With HIM - her best friend and classmate! Someone she truly cares fore, very much, and has nothing but the utmost respect for, despite her needling sometimes. Ochako cannot believe she actually went as far as she did, and had no fucking idea until just now, when it all came crashing back down on her head. Jeez, she's half tempted to just let him kill her and be done with it. It'd be a better fate than living with the humiliation and embarrassment of what she just said and did towards him for the rest of her life. Oh god, he probably think she's just a nasty, sick, gross, perverted version of Mineta or something!! Oh my GOD.
Mouth hanging open, all words crumbling away like dust, Ochako yelps like a kicked puppy, and races past Bakugou, face in her hands. She comes close to crashing into a number of various things and people, missing them by a very slim margin, and half wails as she pulls the neck of her sweater up over her face.
See? There she is - the fucking idiot you know
and love.]N-N-NO, I D-DON'T L-LIKE D--THAT STUFF!! IT WAS A J-J-JOKE! I was j-just...I-I mean, I--! I'm not...! Uwaaah! Th-This stupid f-f-festival is making m-me say gross th-things!! I'm leaving!! I'm leaving right this second!! I don't want to be here anymore!! It was a mistake to come here, I-I'm so sorry, Ba-Ba-Bakugou!
[All this muffled and just barely audible through her pulled up sweater, but you know. Ochako is also racing headlong towards...literally any direction. She's not caring which, just get her out of here.]
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That's why the infuriated look sort of melts away into something more deadpan, as he watches Ochako nearly take out passersby in her sheer panic.
There she is. His favorite fucking moron. What the hell. Does he let her just nail someone and get even more embarrassed? It'd be kinda funny, and it would definitely be a nice dose of medicine for the torture that Katsuki sure isn't going to forget any time soon. But... y'know. That's his best friend, and he can't have her looking this fucking dumb out in public, since it might be a reflection on himself. That's what he tells himself, anyway, instead of acknowledging that he just. Has her back, even if Ochako is a fucking asshole for all of this.
It only takes a few long strides to catch up to the brunette. She'll feel his large hand landing on her head, a firm grip there that he uses to steer her while she hides.]
Maybe- [That grip tightens just a little bit as his voice takes on a very chiding tone. Listen, it's too tempting to turn the tables on her. He can do that, and not make it A Thing that gives anything away, right? Right.] -you should shovel some more balls into your mouth. Loads of 'em. That way you can't say dumb shit anymore.
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Scuttling around like a headless chicken, Ochako makes a muffled sound of surprise when Bakugou reaches her, and places his hand on the top of her head. Ochako, despite having her face still hidden by her sweater, knows it's him - she can recognize Bakugou's firm and steady grip...probably from when they had to hold hands when he was under that terrible rock-face yokai's curse. Ochako stops then, feeling heat face to her face from embarrassment, and from the heavy breathing of exerting herself while her face and nose are covered. She'll even allow him to guide her course toward the exit, though Ochako's head pops up from her sweater like a turtle when the blond changes course and begins to take his revenge. Her face burns, red all over, and she looks absolutely horrified as she yowls at him.]
Bakugou!! [She huffs, then tries to wring herself free from his vice-like grip on her head.] D-Don't make f-fun of me! I told you, I-I wasn't thinking when I said that!! Let's just get out of here already, I-I wanna forget I ever came here! There's a proper hanami festival at the park around here...l-let's do that instead!
We can have tea and dan-- [More balls. Ochako chokes.] More tea!! So much of it! I bet I can drink so much more tea than you!! Hahahaa-- [Kill her.]
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Because it's not like SHE had the courtesy to stop when he told her to.]
Haa? The fuck's the big deal all of a sudden, it's just a few balls. Ain't that what you said, Uraraka?
[A pointed look follows that, one that says "don't fuck with me next time, you'll lose every damn time", before he lets his hand fall from the head trying to shake it off, and stuffs it back into his pocket. Leading the way out, and taking the turn that will lead them towards the park.]
So... what, a race to see who the hell is gonna piss themselves first? Genius suggestion. [Still, there's a click of his tongue as he thinks it through, before glancing over at her with a crooked grin. It's way too fucking nice outside to go home yet, and Mama didn't raise no coward.] You're on. Anything is better than that-[His head cocks back, to gesture at the shrine slowly shrinking behind them as they walk further away from it.]- shit show.
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She hates how smug he looks right now!! That stupid jerk and his stupid, stupid smirk!!]
S-Stop iiit!! Oooh...I'm already embarrassed enough, leave me alone! [She pushes at his shoulder a little bit, weakly, because fuck you, Katsuki, Ochako will never ever back down. This time, however, he got the upper hand, and they're both even, so even if he got the last laugh, Ochako too managed to totally fluster her sourpuss of a friend. Something she'll undoubtedly remind him of, when she's gotten over this a bit better, and put the worst of her embarrassment behind her.] Bakugou-kun, please stop talking...
[Please. She's already got enough on her mind right now with dicks and balls. No need to add anything more than that to the fray. Ochako shakes her head swiftly, trying to shake out all the nasty thoughts, hair whipping across her face. Ugh...going with him anywhere right now feels like a bad idea. He'll needle her all day now, probably.]
I'm never going to that place again.
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Stop it? Please stop talking?
Yeah fucking right, over his dead body.
There's only one reason that the smaller teen (temporarily) gets away with pushing him, and that's simply that he's waiting for her to finish digging her grave for herself. Ochako doesn't disappoint, either. Katsuki's head tips back with a bark of a laugh, and he can't help the shit that comes right out of his mouth after.]
'Course not, you had to've gotten your fill with all of that.
['I've only seen that much dick get eaten on the internet' gets held back, at least. No fucking way on that one. Too personal, since it brings porn watching into the air between them, and that’s just asking to make it fucking weird. Weirder than it already is. Too far... too risky, and he already is taking too many of those by teasing her as much as he is. It's definitely time to steer away from the subject, and secure his revenge and subsequent win against her another way.
Step one? Katsuki reaches out to shove at her shoulder in return, this time with some real force behind it. Hard, unlike the head push earlier.
Step two? Redirect. ]
You know I’m gonna fucking destroy you, right? It’s gonna be MONTHS before you wanna even look at tea again!
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[Good god, he is the absolute worst!! Ochako is half tempted to actually punch him, to make him shut up herself, but that'd only escalate things to an unreasonable level, and she's really just not in the mood to get any more flustered than she is already. It's always really, really embarrassing they're still talking about all this, and Ochako greedily leaps upon that change in topic when it's presented. She very much does not want to think about anything having to do with being full, or stuffed, or what have you. No sir, no thank you.
Also some competition? Game fucking on. Ochako was half joking about it before, but now she just wants to wipe that stupid, smug grin off his face. Asshole.]
As if!! You couldn't stomach more than three cups of anything sweet, I bet! If you're really a man, Bakugou-kun, you'll agree to what I pick for the flavor!! What's it going to be, huh?!
[She is now briskly walking alongside him, making a point to overtake him by a few paces with her nose up in the air. Two can play this lame game, and this sort of 'battle' is one Ochako feels she can actually do pretty good in!]
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The fuck is that?! "Blah blah if you're really a man"-- Emulating Shitty Hair isn't gonna save you, and neither is asking for a damn handicap!
[Yeah, he's ahead of her now, looking back at her with a vicious sneer as they now speed walk their way to the Hanami. Which is coming into view as they round a corner.] You think I'm gonna let some sweets take me down that easy?! Have your fuckin' head start, loser! I'm gonna kill you no matter what!
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He easily outpaces her, his legs are longer and Bakugou has a wider gait, but Ochako does her best to at least keep in step with him. If not ahead, then at least at his side at all time - never outmatched, but always equal to him. A 'tie' is not a 'win' for Bakugou, and Ochako knows damn well that'd sure to tick him off, too. Everything now is a childish little competition, and as they powerwalk their way to the much more calming hanami festival a few blocks over, in a larger park with delicately blooming sakura, Ochako is actually a bit winded, but not completely. She may not get up at the asscrack of dawn like Bakugou does, but she still goes on runs and works out quite a bit. Ochako's no slacker when it comes to her own physical training and fitness.]
Oooh, are you admitting that a few sweets would knock you down a peg? Eeh, Bakugou-kun? I'll be sure to keep that in mind. [She grins back at him, mimicking that dumb, stupid, animalistic sneer that he gets when he gets excited, hands on her hips.] We'll trade off in rounds. My choice, then your choice, and so on. First to stop drinking, or admit to needing the bathroom, is the loser!!
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[Incensed would be a word to describe the taller teen now, he looks like he might break his own damn teeth with how hard he clenches them when he isn't snarling harsh words at her. Vein pulsing in his forehead, and fists clenched as he picks up his pace even more. You know... Bakugou stuff. Because no. No. Fuck you, Ochako, you're not even on his level and you can't
sit with us!walk beside him like his fucking equal in this- not when he is going to 100%, completely, utterly fucking DESTROY that stupid fucking attitude and that even DUMBER fucking look she's leveling at him. Hands on her hips, all sass, mocking him.Fuck her!
At least it makes forgetting all of the other weird shit he feels about her so much easier, when he wants to fucking punch her teeth into the back of her throat and shut her the fuck up? Plus sides... he would take them, if he weren't a one track mind. Winning is all that fucking matters right now. The first tea booth he sees set up in the park is right where he heads, his voice raising to make sure that the guy running it hears him as they approach.] Better get everything you've got ready, Tea Guy, cause this broad thinks she can drink me under the table and she's about to fucking learn!
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The two are practically racing at this point, leading up to the nearest tea booth, and the gentlemen selling tea takes one look at the two young teens and their ominous auras flaring around them and just...offers them the entire pot he made, free of charge. First one's on the house, just...please do not hurt him, or his property. Heck, he even asks that they go rest on some of the tatami mats he'd prepped for...couples, but he's careful to not call them that. Who would, seeing the two dragon-like teens about to tear into one another like that?!]
Thank you very much!
[It's said with a little more fire than intended, but at least she still has her manners...ish. Once they're given a tray and told where to site - under one of the sakura trees, where its shady, with a nice view of the park proper - Ochako takes the items and carefully goes over, setting things up almost like she were dealing hands at a poker game. Honestly, these two...]
The only thing I'm about to learn, Mr. Explosion, is if you can prep a decent cup of tea. [Why yes, she's going to fucking judge you on that, Kacchan, this is a thing now. Ochako did, after all, learn the proper technique to host a tea ceremony (kind of) on that Train in their first month.]