[center][h3][b][color=de641d]Teddy Thompson - [Part 1][/color][/b][/h3][img]https://media1.giphy.com/media/IQ9KefLJHfJPq/giphy.gif?cid=ecf05e47zmucl65wvm0lqsnrw3vjxrpujakf2rpf39nxjwe6&rid=giphy.gif&ct=g[/img][hr][b][color=de641d]Location:[/color][/b] The Field (School Carnival) - Lying By Omission By the Judgy Hitty Tool [b][color=de641d]Skills:[/color][/b] None Used! [url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1063984384832704654/1064001563154186290/gym_teddy.jpg]~First Day Fit~[/url][hr][hr][/center] Van go up. Van come down. OnlyVans. Subscriber count: one Teddy Thompson, but not the English folk rock musician who penned the 2020 Americana album Heartbreaker Please whose stance on vans currently remains unknown. In a bit of a daze, Teddy made his way through the crowd, carelessly giving about as much thought to where he was going or what he was walking through as Godzilla in Tokyo. Or maybe it’d be more apt if he were compared to the giant cave bear from the critically panned 1933 flop [i]Son of Kong.[/i] He just needed himself a giant albino gorilla to fight…well, on second thought, that didn’t turn out so hot for the bear so may- In his stupor, Teddy hadn’t heard Firestar call his name. He had only just managed to stop himself from plowing over her. He had caught maybe the last three words, studying her face for a moment or two before he put together the context clues. [color=de641d]“The fire…? OH! Yeah, that. Sorry, I was just somewhere else there for a minute. Sorry about that.”[/color] he started, considering for a moment how he wanted to phrase it. On the one hand, he didn’t want to lie to her. Ms. Jones had been pretty solid to him over the years. But on the other, he was absolutely not about to risk blabbing Danny’s involvement to her. He didn’t think it’d be a big deal, but why risk it? Bad gas travels fast in a small town. He chuckled before continuing. [color=de641d]“But yeah, it’s all okay. Pretty sure it was just an accident, but nobody got hurt and nothing caught on fire. Hell, people were probably thinking it was just part of the show if we’re bein’ honest, Miss J, so it ain’t worth sweatin’ if you ask me.”[/color] he offered, blissfully unaware of his new roommate’s traumatic introduction to Avenger Academy. As he spoke, Teddy made his way around her, punctuating his sentence with his hiking a thumb over his shoulder. [color=de641d]“Well, hey, it was super nice seeing you, Miss J, and I’d love to stay and chat, but I gotta date with some minivans. Try to relax and have a good time, yeah?”[/color] He called to her before turning around and taking his leave, quietly desperate to get the fuck out of that conversation before she pressed and he cracked. As he walked back the path to the minivans reinvigorated - a new man, really - his eyes landed on somebody attempting to lift The Hammer. Teddy stopped, watching for a brief moment before shaking his head and continuing on. He hadn’t yet earned the privilege of being judged. Really, what had he even done to even remotely entertain the idea of being worthy? And to be completely honest with himself, at the end of the day, what did it matter? When he searched his heart, hammer or no, he would still want to help people. Even if he ended up never becoming a certified hero, he’d still earnestly want to help however he could. His resolve strengthened, Teddy pressed onward. [hr] [center][h3][b][color=97aaad]Phan Le Chi Mai[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://media3.giphy.com/media/Z1ENXTzr1L9SbYKr5i/giphy.gif?cid=790b7611698e917f12877a3dc4dcf63e937ea43745920e4a&rid=giphy.gif&ct=g[/img][hr][b][color=97aaad]Location:[/color][/b] The Field (School Carnival) - Stalking the Prey [b][color=97aaad]Skills:[/color][/b] None Used! [url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1063984384832704654/1064001599313281105/mai_day_1.jpg]~First Day Fit~[/url][hr][hr][/center] As the group marched onward, Mai tilted her head towards April as the girl rambled. [color=97aaad]“Bruh…did you [i]partake[/i] without me?”[/color] she teased, pantomiming hitting a fat rip as she walked. It was all fun and games but like…she really could go for a smoke right now. Maybe she’d see if April was down later. If not, fuck it, she’d do it anyway. It wouldn’t be too hard to slink away. She could be gone and back before they noticed, no problem. Maybe when they went for fortunes then. She wouldn’t admit it, but all that mystic shit gave her the creeps. It was bad mojo fucking with forces you didn’t understand. Bad mojo, bad vibes, bad times. When the conversation turned towards ensuring Coulson found his way to the murky depths of the sketchy dunk tank, Mai bit her tongue, letting them devise a plan. It was nice to dream, but there was no need for a backup plan. She would be dunking the bastard herself. Mano y womano. Sure, Mai couldn’t throw to save her fucking life, but we weren’t dealing with regularly ol’ plain Jane Chi Mai today. It was Tiger Chi Mai. And Tiger Chi Mai could [sup][sup] hopefully[/sup][/sup] throw a goddamn ball. She could feel it in her veins. Everything felt right. She couldn’t miss today. At anything. In fact… [color=97aaad]“Man, if Kate and Tommy [b][i]DID[/i][/b] split, I’m a thousand percent going for it.”[/color] Mai said, the thought forming as she said it, her having just then processed what Danny had brought up earlier. Moving right along as if she hadn’t said it, chimed in with a resounding [color=97aaad]“Yoooo!”[/color] when Danny announced that Dorian was coming back. The universe was aligning. She could wish Dorian a happy birthday, then get high. Because, and let’s be real here, if she sparked up, it was going to be a struggle to find the motivation to leave her room, let alone perform her responsibility as a friend. There were certainly other parts of the conversation that Mai had most definitely heard, but most of it went in one ear then out the other. She was in a [i]mood[/i] and talking with her when she was like that was futile, really. The gremlin was out to play today. [hr] [center][h3][b][color=de641d]Teddy Thompson - [Part 2][/color][/b][/h3][img]https://media1.giphy.com/media/IQ9KefLJHfJPq/giphy.gif?cid=ecf05e47zmucl65wvm0lqsnrw3vjxrpujakf2rpf39nxjwe6&rid=giphy.gif&ct=g[/img][hr][b][color=de641d]Location:[/color][/b] The Field (School Carnival) - Making More OnlyVans Content [b][color=de641d]Skills:[/color][/b] Ursine Physiology - Enhanced Strength [url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/1063984384832704654/1064001563154186290/gym_teddy.jpg]~First Day Fit~[/url][hr][hr][/center] As the slowly moving line of folks began to thin out, Teddy patiently awaited his turn. By then, most of the people interested in lifting stupid heavy things had already had their chance. The line so far was mainly filled with those who weren’t quite content with the results of their first go, or those they couldn’t be bothered to wake up before noon. Either way, Teddy was at the end of line, with seemingly nobody filing in behind him. Which was better for him anyway - he wasn’t the biggest fan of having a bunch of people perceiving him. By the time Teddy got to the front of the line, he had managed to center himself. The excitement from earlier was gone, as was his troubled heart from the first go around. He wasn’t about to let minivans make or break his ego. He was there because he wanted to do better. Nothing more, nothing less. And whether that was the full truth or not didn’t matter, as when Teddy stepped up to the first crushed minivan, he closed his eyes, breathed deeply, then went to work. Twenty-two. Where previously a troubled Teddy had managed only three measly vans, centered Teddy had lifted twenty-two. Earlier, out of pure shame and desperation, he had almost asked Mai to give him a little nudge - to speed up his body processing the medicine. Dr. Jekyll was about ready to give in and let Mr. Hyde run amok. But…he didn’t. He persevered. And he did it. He really did it. Twenty-two. Like the other Teddy, he hit twenty with little trouble. Twenty-one was a bit of a challenge as Teddy could feel his body wanting to rebel, but he pushed through it. Twenty-two nearly pushed him to the edge. He could have kept going - he felt that in his bones - but the cost would be too high. Even twenty-two felt as if he were pushing it. He could feel himself beginning to lose control. The stress had almost made it too difficult to hold back even with the medicine…but he had managed it. The sheer relief that Teddy had felt was overwhelming. Twenty-two vans…without going full werebear. There were still some drawbacks - he still wasn’t peak - but Teddy could work with twenty-two. If it meant not being that fucking monster...it was acceptable. More than that, even. Twenty-two…hah! At the time of walking away from the minitower of minivans, Teddy hadn’t yet noticed that the coarse fur had progressed up his neck and down his back, or that his muscles had swollen and he was standing damn near two and half inches higher than he had before, or that the tears in his shorts had gotten worse due to his thigh growing larger. The skin of his palms had a bit of an ashen look to them, but Teddy had written it off as just oil or grease from the vans. He was riding the high of absolutely obliterating his original goal AND for outdoing other Teddy. Even if it was only by two, and even if it wasn’t quite the thirty that he had boasted earlier, and even if the other Teddy would most definitely come back to completely shame him when he ripped out fifty flat without breaking a sweat, Theodore Thompson was considering it a win. It was hope. As he left the grounds, he made his way back toward the dorms, hoping to get a quick shower and maybe change out of his gym clothes before heading back out. On the way, he felt his stomach growl and it finally dawned on the big man that he never did get a chance to grab lunch - the entire reason he went to the food stand in the first place - before everything went down. He chuckled to himself, happily heading on, promising himself that he’d pick up something after he washed up. Maybe it was going to be a good day after all.