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Kokoro Academy - A My Hero Academia RP (12/12 Slots)

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Toxoplasmosa Outbreak

@RavensMuse does she have anyone there to scoop her into safety? Sonya could be a candidate if not

Toxoplasmosa Outbreak

"And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city that we love
Grey clouds roll over the hills
Bringing darkness from above"

Interacting with: @Sol Grim Johnny Blackburn, open for interactions

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Sonya still remembered her first kill. How could she not? She hadn't been built for this, none of them were. Five years ago, give or take since Sonya's perception of time was getting a bit blurry, just as the outbreak had initially began, she hadn't been like this. Strong, harsh or cold. Back then Sonya's self would've probably described her current self as "hella edgy", which kind of made Blue cringe. She had become a different person, inside and out.
She hadn't known it wasn't infected. The woman had just thrown herself at the young Sonya, begging something incoherent. Sonya had panicked, and next thing there was blood everywhere. Sonya's vision had blurred with red, she didn't know what was happening. She had shot the woman, not even between her eyes, but right through her right one. Breathing heavy, Sonya had watched as the woman's eyes stopped looking lively and her body went limp, falling backwards on the ground. She hadn't known. She hadn't known. She hadn't. It couldn't have been her fault, she had just been defending herself. Right..?

Shaking the odd memory, Sonya jogged along the runaway. There was a gas station up ahead, something to look forward to. She had better get out of sight soon anyway, since the longer she hanged out in the open, the risk of her getting caught increased exponentially. Slightly out of breath, Sonya was just a couple feet from reaching the station, as a horn honked. It wasn't too loud, but caught Blue so off guard she darted around the corner. Shit. Fuck, who was making noise here? Did that someone want to get them killed? Taking her gun out of her pocket, Sonya rounded the corner stealthily while looking for the source of the noise. Cars, it had to be one of the cars. Wait... was that a fucking horse over there? What the hell?
"Hey, what the fuck do you think you're doing", Sonya growled as she spotted a man over to her left. Body tense, Sonya pointed him with her gun, not hesitating to off him with her gun if need be.

Oᴜʀ Lᴀsᴛ Sᴜᴍᴍᴇʀ Tᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ

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𝑴𝓸𝓵𝓵𝔂 𝑯𝓪𝓻𝓽𝒆𝓵𝓵

Location: In front of the beach house > The beach
Interacting With: No one

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Fumbling the edge of her sunset orange maxi skirt, Molly walked along the others towards the beach, increasingly nervous about what was to come. She was mentally prepared to face Sam, but what if the guy wouldn't even listen her? Molly really missed her best friend, and the thought of him hating her for ever for what was mostly a communication error and one fight felt wrong.
From what she remembered from before, most had already started the drinking party in the beach house. Molly herself was as sober as you could get, which really didn't help with her lack of confidence. She ought to take some liquid courage before approaching Sam - not too much so she wouldn't appear drunk - but not too little to not feel the effects of it. She would have to find something for the job, and it was pretty probable that there would be loads of drinks at the party.

As the party unfolded, Molly caught a glimpse of Sunshine, who was quickly lost to the crowd. No use talking to her, then. Looking around her in a thoughtful manner, Molly weighed her options. She wasn't quite ready to approach Sam yet. Or was she? Would it be better to just get it over with so she wouldn't have to stress about it? But what if it went badly? Then Molly's whole night would be absolutely ruined by the bad encounter. She was definitely overthinking this, wasn't she?
Catching herself from nibbling on her nails, (Gross, stop it Molly, she thought), Molly licked her lips and tried to get to the flow of the party. There were people on the beach, many of which she didn't know. Maybe this night she would try to focus on the people she already knew, Molly decided.
The music's base thumped in Molly's ears because the source was somewhere relatively near. Not a memorable song, but it had a rhythm to it, something which made Molly's heart beat to it and awakened a want for dancing. Maybe she wasn't that drunk yet. Or at all, actually. Heading for the drinks, Molly wiped her curly locks away as to not tickle her nose, deciding to go with a beer despite her earlier, unfortunate encounter with the beverage.

Toxoplasmosa Outbreak

Sounds good! I can edit the ending of my lastest post so that Sonya ends up around a gas station

Toxoplasmosa Outbreak

Sonya is low on bombs and injured, but I think she could help out if the hord was a threat to her too!@Sol Grim

Toxoplasmosa Outbreak

Anyone wanna have an interaction with Sonya? She's just wandering alone atm :P

Toxoplasmosa Outbreak

"And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city that we love
Grey clouds roll over the hills
Bringing darkness from above"

Interacting with: No one, open for interactions

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Sonya had been wandering around for a while. An uncharasteristic coat of sweat tingled on her forehead, making her suspect the gash on her bicep had some inflammation, undoubtedly due to Sonya not cleaning it and the cloth scrap around it being a bit dirty itself. In case you hadn't noticed, first-aid really wasn't Sonya's forte. She was more into the "boom" and "crash" sort of stuff.
Rummaging through all the empty apartments along her way, Sonya had already found herself a few ingredients for making new handy bombs. She was especially running low on her Molotovs, and for that she not only needed bottles, but also alcohol. Too bad most the glass bottles she came across were broken, and the plastic ones wouldn't have quite the same effect. She'd have to make do, it seemed.

Almost all the apartments had already been looted well before her, so there wasn't much anything that she could use without getting creative. Sonya had half a dozen empty bottles and a pouchful of leftover gunpowder, but she still needed a lot more. All the closets in the houses were mostly empty, save for one where Sonya found some random spices. She did take the pack of yeast because it could be used for many things, but everything else she pretty much left in place. There was a reason no one camped in the houses anymore, after all. Everything was gone, and they had no value for being safe.

After some careful digging and a handful of houses later, Sonya's luck began turning. It was then that she finally found some alcohol tucked away under a sink. The bottle seemed opened, which was a bummer, but Sonya found it didn't matter that much because what she found was indeed vodka. Yes, she had tasted it and yes, she knew it was dangerous to taste things she didn't know their origins of. She just didn't quite have that kind of self-perseverance anymore, let alone an intact joy for living.
Shedding her worn leather jacket Sonya took a new look at her wound. Yup, it looked as bad as it had felt, she concluded. The open wound had stained the cloth covering it completely, dark blood seeping out of the gash. Fuck me, Blue thought, more annoyed than worried. Maybe she should have been worried, though.
Opening the bottle of vodka again, the woman poured the clear liquid as sparingly as possible on her bare bicep where the skin was already beginning to look red. Hissing through her teeth at the sheer pain the contact caused, Sonya paid farewell to her newlyfound, precious vodka. What a waste of an ingredient, she thought with a sour face. The burn of the alcohol didn't go away, making Blue bite her teeth together violently to prevent a growl from escaping her lips. She didn't know if the alcohol would make the wound better or worse, but honestly, she didn't care at the moment. She had once heard alcohol was supposed to sanitize wounds, but with Sonya's luck, she had somehow done it wrong now as well. From the looks of it, the wound was still bleeding and not looking even remotely better, so the woman decided to spare rest of the alcohol for bomb-making instead of half-assed attempts at playing a doctor.
Wrapping the same, dirty and bloody piece of cloth around the injury, Sonya continued looking through the cupboards. She managed to find more alcohol - yay for that - but her victory was shortlived as she suddenly heard noises from outside. People, not zombies.

Fuck. Had Toxo sent people to investigate the bombing? They had for sure seen them, so it was a possibility too high to leave out. Sonya cursed silently, seeing no escape plan. Why couldn't Nat have just... told them something? Fuck if she knew, but she was screwed now. Thanks, Nat, Sonya thought bitterly, even though she knew deep down the woman couldn't have prevented this.
Trying to stealth her way out of the building - perhaps there was a back door? Please? - Sonya listened carefully for the noises coming from outside. She heard a muffled voice from the street; someone was talking. She wasn't about to find out if she knew that someone, since they were from Toxo probably anyway. Finding her way out unnoticed, Sonya took off with a run so fast her lungs were left aching. Soon she was out of the housing area, now nearing big roads that were dotted with lone cars. If she didn't already know they were out of gas, Sonya would have definitely emptied the tanks for her own use.
...Or she could just try to find something useful from a gas station, she mused. That sounded like a plan. There had to be one around here somewhere.

Toxoplasmosa Outbreak

"And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city that we love
Grey clouds roll over the hills
Bringing darkness from above"

Interacting with: Natalia @Aamaya, open for interactions (please)

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Natalia let Sonya lead her to a more discreet location, away from the open space. There was a human voice shouting in the distance, all the more reason for Sonya to hurry.
"Wait.. I have to go back. I can't stay out any longer. All that noise and commotion is going to make getting home even harder if I wait.. On top of that who knows if Toxo heard it, they may send people out in search of the culprit," Natalia said then, halting Sonya by not walking further. Sonya's cold eyes met with Nat's, frowning slightly. Now, really? They had barely escaped...
"...Right. Yeah, whatever," Sonya nodded in response, feeling a flash of something that seemed dangerously like disappointment. It was understandable. After all, Natalia was a big thing amongst Toxo. Despite hating Toxo, Blue couldn't help but feel impressed by the woman's high position.

Natalia was momentarily distracted by their joined hands, and Sonya realised she hadn't thought much, just grabbed the woman's hand in the moment. Did it bother Natalia? Why did the thought of it potentially bothering Nat bother Sonya even more?
Not good with reading emotions, Natalia's blushing went unnoticed by Sonya. She wrote it off as them having run just a moment ago.
"Take care and be safe Sonya, we can try this again soon," Natalia then said, parting their ways. No one called her Sonya anymore. It was weird, yet oddly warming. Sonya looked at her feet before looking back at Natalia and accepting that she had to go.
"Don't go and get yourself killed," Sonya responded in her usual parting manner. Even though she wasn't smiling, her voice held that softer undertone reserved for the brunette only.

Turning away before Natalia could completely disappear, Blue continued on her trail alone. She had little to no idea where she was going, her first priority was to find a place to camp. Now that the adrenaline was wearing off, Sonya began to feel the burning sensation of her wound. If only she wasn't so fucking rubbish at first aid. Her bicep would most likely get infected if not cleaned, but Blue's only health measure was to wrap a cloth around it to stop it from bleeding. Huffing, the woman busted into a seemingly abandoned building, trying to find a highground. What she really wanted was some alcohol and other parts, such as bottles, so she could refill her bomb supply. She had used nearly all of her explosives, and for what? I mean she had survived, but now she was all alone again. Gosh, did Sonya miss tinkering. She just wanted to build some explosives before she got ambushed by the infected again... or worse, ambushed by humans.

Oh no! Another Hero Academia RP!

I'm super interested! I love BHNA