VileSnake
Ariamis
BlizzSurely the hero Hiems meets won't be as lazy as him. Trust me.
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1 yr ago
and I'm waiting patiently, I'm waiting for a sign
1 yr ago
chicken noodle soup
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1 yr ago
we are here, not for a reason, but because we simply are, now I'll see you after about five days long ad break
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1 yr ago
isekai is a myth, we must resort to high concentration can in a can
1 yr ago
he can play the honky tonk like anything
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I am getting back to shitposting again, fear me
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The day of the Sports Festival passed with a spectacular set of events. The next day at school everything was back to usual- they took classes after classes. Aizawa was still a walking mummy but he hardly seemed to care about it. It was going to end as another boring school day, but as soon as Kaminari was about to complain about it-
"Remember how professional heroes were at the Sports Festival? After the performance the hero offices have made requests for students to pay a visit to their office during the job experience period. Some of you may have got invitations, but for the others who didn't, you can choose from a number of locations the school provided for you."
Aizawa announced at the end of the day. At the chalkboard the number of invitations students recieved were displayed-to a devastating result for some of them.
"I DIDN'T GET ANYTHING!"
A dreadful cry came from the corner of the classroom. Meanwhile, Aizawa casually handed the lists for each students.
Hiems looked at his list of hero offices available. After a 'moderate'(in his opinion) performance at the festival he awarded himself a handful of exactly a dozen invitations. It wasn't bad anyways-compared to how flashy some quirks in his class were, his was more dull without the explosions, fire, and a gigantic wall of ice.
"Not bad."
He told himself.
Midoriya looked at the rather simple number of choice he was given. A hero named Gran Torino had offered a look around their office. And he had no idea who it was, even after going through his memories of the notes he made about professional heroes and their tactics.
"Hmmm.."
He stared holes into his paper as he tried to get any clue of the name.
The day of the Sports Festival passed with a spectacular set of events. The next day at school everything was back to usual- they took classes after classes. Aizawa was still a walking mummy but he hardly seemed to care about it. It was going to end as another boring school day, but as soon as Kaminari was about to complain about it-
"Remember how professional heroes were at the Sports Festival? After the performance the hero offices have made requests for students to pay a visit to their office during the job experience period. Some of you may have got invitations, but for the others who didn't, you can choose from a number of locations the school provided for you."
Aizawa announced at the end of the day. At the chalkboard the number of invitations students recieved were displayed-to a devastating result for some of them.
"I DIDN'T GET ANYTHING!"
A dreadful cry came from the corner of the classroom. Meanwhile, Aizawa casually handed the lists for each students.
Hiems looked at his list of hero offices available. After a 'moderate'(in his opinion) performance at the festival he awarded himself a handful of exactly a dozen invitations. It wasn't bad anyways-compared to how flashy some quirks in his class were, his was more dull without the explosions, fire, and a gigantic wall of ice.
"Not bad."
He told himself.
Midoriya looked at the rather simple number of choice he was given. A hero named Gran Torino had offered a look around their office. And he had no idea who it was, even after going through his memories of the notes he made about professional heroes and their tactics.
"Hmmm.."
He stared holes into his paper as he tried to get any clue of the name.
ENDLESS TEASING
I have an idea for a hero Hiems will intern at.
Probably will try making a costume concept soon.
Probably will try making a costume concept soon.
Gimme a short post of Nensu's reaction, and I'll try to skip to it when I can write.
I forgot what happens before we traverse to the scene where they check their job experience offers so you could wrap this part up if you want to.
Bakugou being Bakugou as usual.
Bakugou being Bakugou as usual.
Midoriya returned a sheepish smile to Nensu.
"It was the least I could do for you, really."
He said. His eyes still made glances at Bakugou, who was still rambling about how the fight went. Midoriya eventually fixed his gaze on Nensu. There was no good looking at the explosive teen having a bad time about getting the first place in a 'wrong way.'
"He's got his own rules of winning, Kacchan."
He muttered.
"About 'flawless victory'."
Hiems was back at his seat, slump over it as usual and mindlessly staring at the progressing ceremony. He felt a tap on his shoulder and turned around, seeing Todoroki on the row behind him.
"How's Nensu?"
He said. Hiems shrugged.
"She seemed fine. Not badly beaten up at the least."
"It was the least I could do for you, really."
He said. His eyes still made glances at Bakugou, who was still rambling about how the fight went. Midoriya eventually fixed his gaze on Nensu. There was no good looking at the explosive teen having a bad time about getting the first place in a 'wrong way.'
"He's got his own rules of winning, Kacchan."
He muttered.
"About 'flawless victory'."
Hiems was back at his seat, slump over it as usual and mindlessly staring at the progressing ceremony. He felt a tap on his shoulder and turned around, seeing Todoroki on the row behind him.
"How's Nensu?"
He said. Hiems shrugged.
"She seemed fine. Not badly beaten up at the least."
All Might smiled back at Nensu and slowly turned to the last person to give the shining gold medal to. Unfortunately, he couldn't see a winner's smile-when Bakugou was still raging with the restraints being the only thing keeping him in place. All Might flinched a bit as his protests got even more violent as he approached the teen. He carefully reached out his muscular hand and pulled the gag out of his mouth.
"LET ME GO, ALL MIGHT! THIS KIND OF VICTORY ISN'T REAL! I NEED A REMATCH@"
"C...congratulations~"
All Might gingerly placed the medal down, but Bakugou took it by his mouth and resisted.
"LET ME GOOOO!"
All Might finally pushed the medal down to his neck after a long time of struggle.
"Contragulations on the victory!"
He said as he backed up.
"LET ME GO, ALL MIGHT! THIS KIND OF VICTORY ISN'T REAL! I NEED A REMATCH@"
"C...congratulations~"
All Might gingerly placed the medal down, but Bakugou took it by his mouth and resisted.
"LET ME GOOOO!"
All Might finally pushed the medal down to his neck after a long time of struggle.
"Contragulations on the victory!"
He said as he backed up.
"Y...yeah, kind of. I just never sawan angry Kacchan in that much restraints.."
Midoriya answered. He yelped as he felt something on his hand, startled, but settled down noticing it was nothing but Nensu's hand.
"I'll be fine, I guess."
He said and slowly walked out from behind her.
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The closing ceremony started not so long after. The students were raised into the main stage, hearing the roaring crowd once again. Midoriya looked around to spot Endeavor in the visitors seats, but he failed to spot a flaming beard anywhere. All Might entered the stage by landing right next to Midnight, and started handing out the medals to the top three students.
"Congratulations on coming up to second place!"
He said as he gently placed the medal over Nensu's shoulders.
Midoriya answered. He yelped as he felt something on his hand, startled, but settled down noticing it was nothing but Nensu's hand.
"I'll be fine, I guess."
He said and slowly walked out from behind her.
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The closing ceremony started not so long after. The students were raised into the main stage, hearing the roaring crowd once again. Midoriya looked around to spot Endeavor in the visitors seats, but he failed to spot a flaming beard anywhere. All Might entered the stage by landing right next to Midnight, and started handing out the medals to the top three students.
"Congratulations on coming up to second place!"
He said as he gently placed the medal over Nensu's shoulders.
"I mean, that's fine with me but..."
Midnight turned to the other heroes, who looked back with no visible signs of protest against the suggestion. Aizawa, wrapped in his bandages, shrugged and moved aside. Midnight let out a sigh of relief and directed two to the 2nd place podium... right next to an angry Bakugou in shackles. Midoriya flinched and hid behind Nensu, peeking over her dhoulders at the furious ash blonde.
"He... ummm.. was in that state for ever since he woke up."
Midnight said awkwardly.
Midnight turned to the other heroes, who looked back with no visible signs of protest against the suggestion. Aizawa, wrapped in his bandages, shrugged and moved aside. Midnight let out a sigh of relief and directed two to the 2nd place podium... right next to an angry Bakugou in shackles. Midoriya flinched and hid behind Nensu, peeking over her dhoulders at the furious ash blonde.
"He... ummm.. was in that state for ever since he woke up."
Midnight said awkwardly.
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