Apokalipse Banned

“Thank god!” Poppy couldn’t help but say when she realized she had at least a little bit of privacy. Then, realizing the connotations and implications, quickly added, “Not that I’m doing anything _emphasized text_inappropriate or anything. I mean, I am a teenager, but I don’t really participate in _that_ kind of activity, like, at all. Not that I’m a loser who can’t get a boyfriend! But, uh, um – _shit_.” Poppy slumped forward and her eyebrows furrowed broodingly. The air felt thick with awkwardness, but that could be just how Poppy perceived things. This was the problem with the blonde – she was a walking blob of humiliation. So, Poppy had two options – stay or flee. And, well, fleeing looked like a really great option at the moment. It helped that her stomach was grumbling at the moment. “Uh, so, um, I’m go’nna go get some grub.” The blonde hummed, standing up so quickly that the chair fell backwards and thudded loudly to the floor. Heat rose to her cheeks and she scrambled to lift up the chair, setting it gingerly back on its legs. Then, as if a polite courtesy rather than a genuine invitation, Poppy said, “You guys can come with if you want to.” Without waiting for a reply, she darted from the room, not caring if they followed or not, and towards the East cafeteria. She arrived rather fast and approached the food – it seemed pizza was on the menu today – and proceeded to put two slices on a plate. Next to her, a brunette piled pizza after pizza onto her plate. “Think you have enough?” Poppy weakly joked and, then, cringed. “Not that you’re fat or anything – or ugly. No, you-you’re pretty and, wow, what a nice figure. Not that I’m hitting on you or nothing! I swear I'm not a perv!” For the many-eth time that day, Poppy’s face resembled the flower for which she was named.

I'm interested c:

 **Name:** Balthazar “Thaz” Norchester **Age:** 16 **Gender:** female **Quirk:** Unable to perform any magic except for control over the element, Wind/Air **Info/Other:** She has selective mutism

 **Name:** Balthazar “Thaz” Norchester **Age:** 16 **Gender:** female **Quirk:** Unable to perform any magic except for control over the element, Wind/Air **Info/Other:** She has selective mutism

> Slow casting, fast casting,strange magic types, things that make them different from other wizards. Okai, I should have on up quick. Do you prefer anime pictures or realistic?

What do you mean by quirk? :c

> Naw, he abandoned me to go clean. ;_; Ahem, _she_.

Poppy mulled the idea in her head and swirled her tongue in her mouth, as if she were testing and tasting the idea. It couldn’t hurt? She would just have to remember to be wary, right? Surely, the manipulation wouldn’t be…as hard to spot? Still, if she ever doubted herself, she would just need to go to that Louise girl, right? Yeah, that would do. “Okay.” Poppy finally said, sticking out her hand and shaking it roughly. It was such a surprise in how much they differed, but it all seemed to be summed up in their hands. Henrietta’s was soft and small, dainty, while Poppy’s, while not large, was calloused and rough with a mean handshake. Still, Poppy had to hand it to her. Even after all the rejection, she still smiled like that. It was kind of endearing, she guessed. A good trait to have, one that Poppy certainly didn’t obtain. Poppy couldn’t help smiling lopsidedly and ran a hand through her short blonde hair.

ah, i'll change it in my post in a bit. sorry, I didn't see that

“I will. Judge you, I mean.” Poppy said quickly after both a random strange girl and Timothy fell for such an act. She didn’t have much, but she had a mind. And until she was being manipulated, she wouldn’t trust this woman. Poppy crossed the arms over her chest and wiggled her body in an attempt to awaken her sleeping limbs. Nevertheless, needle pricks sprinkled across her legs. “There’s no reason for me to lie to you, you can read my mind already.” She explained. “I don’t know much about these powers, but they have some sort of connection to our personality and our skill set, that much is obvious. If your ability is to hypnotize people, shouldn’t your personality be manipulative?” Despite the reason, a part of her was still doubtful. A part of her panged at the pitiful sight of the goddess nearly weeping. Still, she remained strong in her resolve. It was already said, what could she do about it now.