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22 days ago
Current all i've been trying to say is that Ethical Corruption has never been tried before you don't need to yell at me
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2 mos ago
Just ran a stale yellow. Nobody on this website is doing it like me, sticking it to the man like me, blazing a trail against tyranny like me. the only thing revolutionary about you is your rhetoric
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3 mos ago
Takeru Segawa is the type of man they made myths out of. Intensely privileged to be able to say I watched him burn so bright as he did before going out with a win. I’ll miss you, hero.
4 mos ago
a frayed thread on the colorful tapestry of our existence, begging to be yanked until the whole thing unravels, a suggestive, inviting golden glow around the idea of leaking my buddy's DMs to his wife
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5 mos ago
I'm like the "conspicuously modded with multiple trojan backdoors skyrim save on your friend's screenshare stream" of white boys
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So is that Basic Thuganomics or what

Cena is the opposite of edgy


Hey buddy, I think you got the wrong door.
I think Luke's semblance extending to being able to heal others with his own blood, sweat, and tears (a-and saliva) is feasible, if you take into account his willingness to risk life and limb for other people that I conveniently haven't shown much of yet
Shinjiro Karasawa

*fffpop*

"You two!"

"Oi, ease off on Hat-chan, would ya?" he began a touch grumpily, reaching a hand out towards Saya, fingers primed and ready to deliver a flick upon the forehead like one would give to a disobedient younger sibling, perhaps even a puppy. "She can't make 'er sales with ya--"

He felt a hand upon his shoulder. Who the fu--

"You're perfect, I need you!"


*ffffPOP*

everything went trippy for a second and he thought he was falling

"--hanging on her...like... that?" he concluded awkwardly, head preoccupied by swiveling around to focus on the new surroundings. "The fuck?!"

Eyes returning front, he found himself presented with a comically extravagant cake, atop a nondescript counter, in a small, equally nodescript kitchen, and to top it all off? One intensely, teeth-grittingly proud looking esper, covered in the same flour and sugar he'd just brushed off the blazer of his uniform. The only culprit aside from the very slim chance of Cross to his right, who, judging from her similar reaction, was just as surprised as him.

Hothead or not, one didn't stick around in Academy city without knowing how to put two and two together.

"I dunno, can you try catching these hands for me, buddy?" he growled in defiance, letting his blood climb towards the 150s. "The hell do you think you're doing just teleporting people around as you please, ya mook?"
Luke Schwarz -- Creative Mission-Based Title


Buoying her own odds?

Well, I gue--


"Okay, now you're just being mean!" he replied to her next jab indignantly, disconnecting a cable with some authority. "What kind of guy do you take me for, I have a right to defend myself!"

After all, he wasn't a doormat who would let himself be rolled over by anyone who wanted to make fun of him so easily.

"You were the one saying you were trying to put me in more danger anyway, trying to weigh down my odds." He continued in their verbal sparring session, his hands grasping the battery firmly and pulling up. "If you said you were trying to help yourself and not hinder me, I wouldn't have snapped. If that's the case, then I'll apologize. But--" he grunted, sentence interrupted by exertion as they dislodged the battery. "You can't say one thing and mean the opposite, and expect me to get it. That's unfair."

Why's she so intent on making me admit it, anyway?

This feels like a police confession coercion.

Don't I have the right against self-incrimination? I plead the Fifth!


"Let's get this thing back, the less time we spend out in the open, the better."
Shinjiro Karasawa

This all seemed to take a little while to properly process in Karasawa's young, teenaged mind. While Hat-chan had turned out to not directly be asking him on a date, she was indeed propositioning that she set him up with someone out in public, in broad daylight, amongst a crowd of others.

Needless to say, this was a weird situation!

And not to mention, he was being asked to be the rebound... Not the highest thing on the food chain.

...Will I be busy any time soon?

He racked his mind, searching for any activities that would possibly provide evidence in the affirmative.

None. And would it be just of him to leave some person suffering and downcast simply because helping out would be weird?

No. If that were the case, he wouldn't have stopped half the muggings he did by chasing the perps down with a literal full head of steam. He didn't know if he could be a good rebound guy for Hat-chan's friend to get with...

Buuuuut maybe I can try and do that 'talk her through it' stuff, if nothing else.

Help her get over it.

Yeah. Do that girl some justice.

...

the fuck am i saying


"Uh... Fuck it. Sure. Grab life by the horns and all that. I'll give it a shot." he finally replied.
Shinjiro Karasawa

...

"-what-" he said in plain English, giving the salesgirl a look that spoke volumes of utter confusion mid-handshake.

You gotta be kidding me, no way I heard that one right. Quit bustin' my balls, Hat-chan. I'm tryin' ta introduce myself here.

"You wanna run that one by me one more time, Hat-chan? I don't think I caught it." he replied, returning to fluent Japanese even as some of the female students around them tittered excitedly amongst each other that she just asked him out Oh Em Gee! Consummately ignored, he broke the handshake awkwardly even as she continued to make sales as if she'd just said "Hey, Kara-han, how's the weather?"
Shinjiro Karasawa

The purple-haired esper smirked, encasing her hand with his own in a good, firm shake. The kind that wasn't limp-wristed, but wasn't intended to try and squeeze the life out of someone else's hand like some fucknugget.

"Shinjiro Karasawa, Level 4 Esper. Burning Blood. Didn't know you guys had ranks like that too."
Shinjiro Karasawa

"Yeah. Mage?" he replied succinctly, casually. "Don't you sit pretty close to me?"

He'd not really begun the socializing aspect that typically came with the first week of school, nor had most of the others in class. Simply sticking to the acquaintances he'd made during the system scan had been enough to tide him over while he adjusted to Hybrid Academy's unique methods of teaching and structure and all that.

"We'll see, Hat-chan. We'll see." he replied after a beat, registering her words of encouragement a second later than normal.
Shinjiro Karasawa

He glanced sideways.

"Yo, Aria." the young man said in passing, before his purple oculars returned to the girl known by the moniker of "Hat-chan", green Gekota merch playing off her golden hair and eyes as well as any Packers fan could dream.

And narrowed, questioning for a moment whether her last statement had been a jab at him, before deciding no, that wasn't in Hat-chan's style of doing things. So with that being the case, he answered truthfully.

"Haven't had one since before I moved here," he replied, still a stone wall to her attempts at coercing money out of him. "We were smart enough to break it off when I left home, and we were like, seven. I'm not dealing with shipping fees for someone I keep up with about once a month."

Being addressed directly by a female, slightly anglophonic voice to his right, he turned to meet the mage's curious gaze and offered a shrug.

"Academy City's a weird place. You never know what you'll see here as a part-time job. Could be plenty like her across this district, let alone the whole city."
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