Shoto Todoroki (
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shellphones2023-12-11 08:49 pm
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[Open] Audio
Type: Voice being posted by accident from Shoto's end.
Sender ID:
heir_conditioned (Shoto Todoroki),
callmekacchan (Katsuki Bakugo) & Anyone that wants to deal with them.
To: Everyone by accident.
Subject: adf ;hjlp
Warnings: Swearing/General idiocy/etc. Both
callmekacchan and
heir_conditioned might be responding. I'm under the weather so I may be slow and pre-apologize.
When the shellphone post revs up, it's someone mid conversation putting said shellphone down for one reason or another. "--ave to, Bakugo. Eventually everyone has to."
"Can't convince me of that. What you can convince me of is you going and fucking yourself."
"...Why would I be able to convin-"
"Shut your mouth, shut it and keep it shut."
There's a long silence and a frustrated groan/sigh combo, somehow defying the sounds from being separate. "Say what you were saying."
"Why would I be able to co-"
"NOT. THAT ONE, MORON. BEFORE THAT."
"Oh."
"Ughh."
"You have to, Bakugo. Eventually everyone has to."
"Gimme one good reason."
"Having a broad spectrum of friends."
The person speaking next makes a noise that's supposed to emulate a buzzer, "Hard pass."
God that's even worse than a regular pass. Hmm... "Being able to reach out to more people in general?"
"Not on your life, keep trying."
"Networking...?"
"For what?"
"To bring more people toget-"
"Nope."
There's another sigh, this time just a regular one and it's from the first of the two speakers.
"Because if something happens and someone needs Dynamight, how will they know to reach out to you if they don't know that you're capable, willing and able? Through Midoriya and I? They will reach out to us and us alone. I think that would be a disservice to themselves and to you, you're an accomplished hero and I think people deserve to learn that from your mouth."
A small silence yet again. Something that when the next speaker speaks up finds him less animated and less uninclined.
"...Whatever. I don't care. Set me up with your friends or whatever."
"I only know a few people he-- Oh. Huh."
"What?"
There's rustling and obviously they're getting closer.
"I must have hit the broadcast."
"YOU WHAT?"
"I must have hit the broadca-."
"IDIOT!"
"Ah, Hello. This is Shoto Todoroki. If anyone can hear me. Please meet one of my best friends Katsuki Baku--"
"--NO."
There's a grabbing noise, scraping the phone before the feed ends.
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To: Everyone by accident.
Subject: adf ;hjlp
Warnings: Swearing/General idiocy/etc. Both
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When the shellphone post revs up, it's someone mid conversation putting said shellphone down for one reason or another. "--ave to, Bakugo. Eventually everyone has to."
"Can't convince me of that. What you can convince me of is you going and fucking yourself."
"...Why would I be able to convin-"
"Shut your mouth, shut it and keep it shut."
There's a long silence and a frustrated groan/sigh combo, somehow defying the sounds from being separate. "Say what you were saying."
"Why would I be able to co-"
"NOT. THAT ONE, MORON. BEFORE THAT."
"Oh."
"Ughh."
"You have to, Bakugo. Eventually everyone has to."
"Gimme one good reason."
"Having a broad spectrum of friends."
The person speaking next makes a noise that's supposed to emulate a buzzer, "Hard pass."
God that's even worse than a regular pass. Hmm... "Being able to reach out to more people in general?"
"Not on your life, keep trying."
"Networking...?"
"For what?"
"To bring more people toget-"
"Nope."
There's another sigh, this time just a regular one and it's from the first of the two speakers.
"Because if something happens and someone needs Dynamight, how will they know to reach out to you if they don't know that you're capable, willing and able? Through Midoriya and I? They will reach out to us and us alone. I think that would be a disservice to themselves and to you, you're an accomplished hero and I think people deserve to learn that from your mouth."
A small silence yet again. Something that when the next speaker speaks up finds him less animated and less uninclined.
"...Whatever. I don't care. Set me up with your friends or whatever."
"I only know a few people he-- Oh. Huh."
"What?"
There's rustling and obviously they're getting closer.
"I must have hit the broadcast."
"YOU WHAT?"
"I must have hit the broadca-."
"IDIOT!"
"Ah, Hello. This is Shoto Todoroki. If anyone can hear me. Please meet one of my best friends Katsuki Baku--"
"--NO."
There's a grabbing noise, scraping the phone before the feed ends.
Action!
Hey. You the guy with the hellfire?
perma-action
At the child's approach and question, however, he turned to look down his nose at the boy.]
This venerable one is Dongfang Qingcang, Moon Supreme of the Moon Tribe. The master of Hellfire.
[He confirmed in the same bored and even tone he had spoken with over the shellphone.]
You would be Bakugo the Dynamight?
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[Dongfang 🤝 Katsuki, ridiculously long titles.]
Let's go. I'll show you my quirk and you show me yours.
[No time for chit-chat. He starts his stretches. Time to work up a proper sweat so he can show off how big he can go.]
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...other than Chidi Nuzi's rightful title of 'God of War', this might be the first time he did not have the urge to cast mockery on such a lofty title by someone so obviously undeserved of it. The child did enough mockery of the gods just by claiming it that Daqiang treating as wholly serious and completely earnest would be enough to make the mockery strike true with every utterance.
In fact...
Daqiang, lips twisting ever so slightly with a glee he would never admit to feeling - but boy did he - executed a formal bow meant to be given to those equal to his station (which no one was).]
Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight. This venerable one is... honored... to know you.
[The only thing that would make this better would be having Changheng there to watch someone so far beneath him get treated as Daqiang's only equal.
...Daqiang would simply have to be satisfied with his own personal joke.]
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He knows the bow isn't a serious action and he makes a face about. But he doesn't comment. He just stands there making a face for a moment before resuming his stretches before asking;]
This about finding sparring partners or you just like seeing what people are capable of?
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This venerable one has a sparring partner that is more fitting for his power and experience. Today, this venerable one is interested only in seeing what the Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight is capable of.
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But he's ready to begin.]
Since it's cold out, it'll take me a minute to work up to my big attack. Either way, stand back.
[Because explosive sweat. But he hasn't explained that. He points his hands towards the ground and lets off a couple of pops of explosion from his palms to test them.
Once he's sure of the output, he's using them to get airborne. Blasting himself out over the water where he begins to maneuver through the air. This way and that as he works up a sweat through careful, quick, precise movements.
And once he's warmed up properly, he pulls a spinning move in the air and lets off his howitzer impact. Sending water everywhere from the sudden displacement.]
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You are well trained.
[He conceded, walking out over the water as it began to settle. He did not walk on the water, but in the air over it. After a few steps, he simply floated the rest of the way to better observe the amount of displacement. When he was satisfied, he floated back to the dock.]
And fire can enhance your abilities?
[That's what the other boy had said.]
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[He thinks he sees where this is going?]
You have fire right? Wanna test it?
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