TDM 04

[goldmods]

【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-star resort and casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.

Due to a high volume of check-ins, temporary accommodations have been made on our brand new beachfront for new guests. We will endeavor to have all guests moved into their reserved rooms as soon as possible. We apologize for any inconvenience. Affected guests may convene with the nearest lifeguard or reception for a complimentary swimsuit, at their earliest convenience.

Please remember that beach-appropriate attire is mandatory. Guests found breaking dress code may be escorted off the beach until they return in proper swimwear. We hope you enjoy your stay, and have a beachy keen experience. 】

BEACHFRONT PROPERTY

A BRAND NEW DEVELOPMENT

As the resort moves into what it claims is summer, the days grow longer. The sun is projected well into the evening, the heat of its warmth dialed up to a level some guests complain is unreasonable. Then there’s the most excessive transformation of all – half the Cloud Dwelling Gardens have been transformed into a sparkling beach of white sands and blue waves, seemingly overnight. Statues nearby have been dressed up with wide hats and stylish sarongs. Upbeat music fills the air without any discernible source.

A section of the beach has been reserved for a collection of bungalows. These cute pastel homes open straight onto the sand, and are comparable in size and amenity to a rank 7 or 8 suite. All screens within these bungalows are fixed to a channel that airs reruns of Boobwatch around the clock, a classic TV series about blue-footed boobys running in slow-motion across the beach. Staff and long-standing guests all agree — there’s no better summer programming than this!

IT’S FREE REAL ESTATE

▷ Thanks to a classic move called “overbooking,” new arrivals are being checked in to all this wondrous new property that’s just opened up. The catch? Why, characters are stuffed up to 4 in a room, of course. Don’t worry, that’s what the bunk beds are for!

▷ Characters still wake up naked save for a robe, as is standard for the Golden Peacock. This round’s robes are a light and breezy linen, patterned with tropical flowers and colorful designs. Some of these robes are more sheer than others. Watch out that the gentle breeze on the beach doesn’t reveal more than you wanted.

▷ Existing characters are welcome to temporarily take up residence in any empty slots in these homes. The staff understand that sometimes you want to pretend to be a brand new guest again, all bright-eyed and ready for adventure. They can even lock you out of your real room for an extra bit of authenticity. No need to ask! It’s all taken care of already.

THOSE WHO POUND SAND

▷ Several lifeguards have been newly hired to protect the beach and its visitors. These burly fellows and lasses all have three things in common: skimpy swimwear, rippling muscles, and seagull heads. They spend most of their time hanging out in groups, flexing and gossiping loudly. If characters approach them for their complimentary swimwear, they will provide whatever they’re currently wearing for them to use... by force, if necessary.

▷ Characters who seem particularly vulnerable or are holding something particularly tasty may find themselves surrounded by these lifeguards out of nowhere. The seagulls are relentless, pushing and shoving and pulling hair until they get what they want. Hope you didn’t like your sand castle very much. Those on the lower end of the rank scale will suffer the worst harassment, and they may even go out of their way to harass wildcards, 2s, and 3s just for the heck of it.

▷ Being new hires and fairly low on the resort staff hierarchy, these troublemakers can be easily chased off by someone of a high enough rank, or an assertive enough presence to pass as one. T-they’re not scared! They just remembered they have a mandatory group cawing session to get to! Buzz off!

FUN IN THE SUN

DON'T FORGET TO OIL UP

What’s a beach without fun and games? Dreadfully boring! That’s why all of the beach classics have been expertly set up by staff, including strip volleyball nets, giant boob-shaped beach balls, and plenty of floaties for use in the shallower areas of the temporary ocean. A row of parasols with paired lounge chairs underneath them are placed in some prime viewing areas for festivities. Any time you get thirsty, there’s always a cooler full of canned drinks conveniently nearby, courtesy of Cock-a-Doodle-Doo’s. Sometimes you can hear the staff whispering to each other, “What if it’s too perfect? We won’t be able to deal with the ratings dip once the beach ends!”

Seashells have been arbitrarily scattered along the shoreline, coming in both natural shapes and ones a little more... erotic. The sexiest ones of all are conch shells that let you hear the moans of another guest when held up to your ear; supposedly, if you hook up with the person on the other end of the shell, you’ll be extra lucky in the casino for the rest of the summer. All in all, it’s a carefully tailored creation that can be called nothing short of paradise.

THE BEACH BUNNY BARBECUE BONANZA

▷ This booth constantly has smoke billowing out the top and is manned during the entire day by one man – Steve, formerly from reception. It seems this is his punishment duty for be-bathrooming all of the arrivals, last time. Those willing to lend Steve a sympathetic ear will be entreated to bring him water, since the sweltering heat of the booth dries him out like nobody’s business. No matter how characters try to help him, though, a tragedy always occurs and the water always ends up spilled across the sand. That curse really is something, huh?

▷ The signature item at this cookout are the Flamin’ Hop Skewers. Made due to the current overpopulation in the Conservatory, these spicy-sweet — emphasis on the spicy — glazed skewers temporarily grant those who consume them the soul of a rabbit, including their insatiable desire to mate. Any rabbits that resort-goers have formed an attachment with have not been culled, so don’t worry about your precious buns!

▷ The booth also boasts several other exotic meats and vegetables that are considerably safer to eat, for guests who find themselves unable to overcome their attachment. Some of these skewers also feature fruits, including the hybrid ones from the previous gardening collab with the Dizzy Pigeon. Characters are free to revisit any of the Orchard prompts under the Smoky Nectar section of our PREVIOUS TDM.

A SHOW OF STRENGTH

▷ When the projected sun is at its highest, staff members will start bringing out tarps and watermelons, fresh from the gardens. What’s that, you ask? Oh, of course these were donated willingly! What a strange question!

▷ The goal is to smash the watermelon the staff give you until the succulent red fruit inside is splattered all across the tarp, perfect for falling comically into or... eating, if you’re into that. The rules are that you must use your buttocks to do so, and you only get two tries. Successfully cracking open the watermelon on the first try will earn characters a large payout, and if it’s on the second try, a medium payout.

▷ Failing to bust a watermelon at all won’t have any penalties associated with it, and you can always try again tomorrow! In order to keep their watermelon supplies steady for the duration of the beach festivities, the staff do ask that guests attempt this no more than once per day.

DAYDREAM PARASOLS

▷ Every umbrella set up on the sands has two lounge chairs set up underneath it, with a shared table between them. The chairs are padded and oh-so-comfy — sitting in them for too long while another person is present will result in both characters falling into a deep sleep.

▷ While asleep, characters will discover they’re sharing a dream with their umbrella-mate. The dream is always set on the same beach as the waking world, but there are floating clouds and sparkles in a range of pastel colors. Other beachgoers are faceless, if not entirely absent. It’s just the two of you.

▷ Anything the characters think of can drift in and out of the dreamscape, including but not limited to items from home, scary monsters to dramatically rescue your partner from, and strange abilities to fly or float through the air. However, characters will also be at full suit activation in the dream. Once both characters orgasm or they naturally wake up from their naps, they’ll find things are entirely back to normal, as much as they ever are in the resort.

NOTES

▶ All new arrivals have been issued four food and four clothing vouchers. These vouchers are as good as money around the resort. The staff will strongly insist on characters picking out "summery" attire with it, though.

▶ Existing characters may be booted into the bungalows or locked out of their room against their will. We leave it up to player discretion if this happens and the degree to which they're removed from their normal suite.

▶ For the Daydream Parasols, wildcards may be afflicted by whichever suit their player prefers for the duration of the dream. This will have no bearing on their suit selection when applying, and suit effects should not manifest once back in the waking world. It's just a dream, after all!

▶ The dreamscape has no explicit time limit, so feel free to make them as long or as short as desired. Dreams should also be sexy first and foremost. While you can include your mom dying in the background if you'd like, you have to be horny about it too.

TWINKLING CURRENTS

THE PARTY NEVER STOPS

As the sun sets in a cascade of colors over the water, lamps are lit and floating lights surface from the depths. Stars twinkle in the sky, and Steve is finally released from his smoky shackles. Though the daytime amenities have gone to sleep, the night promises its own set of beachy wonders sure to please even the most distinguished of vacationers.

Flyers posted in the lobby and in the hallways promise of a bar ran by the most enchanting mermaids you could ever want to fuck, as well as a fireworks show in every color, including ones you’ve never heard of. With the seagulls gone to bed, peace settles across the sands, tinted blue, yellow, and pink from the myriad of lights. For those seeking a more subdued, romantic air — this is the beach for you.

SWIM UP TO THE BAR

▷ While the advertisements promised mermaids, they were careful not to include any photos or illustrations. Wading out into the sea to the floating bar quickly illustrates why: these merfolk are fish on top, not the bottom! If asked about this configuration or accused of being unsexy, they’ll lift their elegant legs out of the water and exclaim, “How else would you be able to fuck us if not for these!” Though a few guests seem unsatisfied by this clarification, there are no complaints about the drinks themselves.

▷ HOLDING ON TO SUMMER. This cocktail brings seaberry-gin, limoncello, white crème de cacao, and freshly squeezed lemon juice over pebbled ice, wrapping you in decadent flavors accenting the season. Drinking this cocktail can cause you to be overcome with the desire to lean back and sink into the ocean itself, but fret not! It also grants you the wonderful ability to breathe underwater, no gills required! And it’s topped with a yummy little ball of white chocolate.

▷ MANGO STAR. A delightfully bright drink in a highball glass, the combination of elderflower rose syrup and seaberry-gin floats a summery pink over the orange mixture of mango juice, lime juice and honey syrup on the bottom. On top are two cute little stars cut out of mango, accented with mint leaves. Guests who drink this cocktail report some confusion in the identity of other guests, as just one drink is enough to shift perception of others. Other characters may appear to be different guests of the resort, or familiar faces from home.

▷ SEABERRY FLORADORA. This is a vibrant cocktail made of seaberry-gin, ginger beer, lime juice and raspberry syrup, highlighted by floral ice cubes and edible flowers. Despite its bright pink color indicating a level of cheerfulness for the summer, this flavorful cocktail causes guests to be quickly overwhelmed with a sense of loneliness. The longer this sensation goes on, the more guests will try to seek out company to aid in the ache, even if it means appearing quite desperate in the process. Each successive drink will increase the severity of the effect.

▷ BLACKBERRY ROSEMARY GIMLET. Blackberries, rosemary sprigs, simple syrup, and a combination of seaberry-gin and lime juice make this aromatic cocktail. It’s double strained over ice and garnished with a blackberry on a pick, giving it a regal appearance. Drinking this cocktail causes obsessive and possessive behavior, however — sometimes to extreme levels. Should your partner choose this cocktail to drink, you may not want to mention anything that could make them jealous. Each successive drink will increase the severity of the effect.

▷ JUST SOME SEAWATER? Questioning the mermaids and mermen on how they came to be the way that they are will result in them offering you an item off the sea-cret menu. Taking a glass from the bar, they dip it into the ocean and offer it right over to you. Drinking the seawater does, in fact, turn you into a very sexy reverse merman or mermaid. This occurs whether or not you drink it from the glass or take in a gulp while swimming, so watch out!

ACROSS THE NIGHT SKY

▷ Where else could you get a perfect view of the stars? Despite the sea of lights below, the artificial nature of the skies in the resort means that all guests get an unrivaled view of the galaxy. Which galaxy? Why, any of them — characters will see a shifting range of constellations from night to night, including ones they don’t recognize, ones shaped a bit like something you might find in Love Dove, and ones that are identical to those from their home. Happy gazing!

▷ A fireworks show is held every night, from 10PM until 1AM. The noises are just loud enough to block out a whispered confession timed correctly, but aren’t quite enough to inhibit conversation. Most of the fireworks are from a design series known as Matteo’s Masterpieces, and range from the standard burst to abstract shapes to... well, you know. Unlike the sloppy doodles found in the margins of books while Swan Lake was decaying, all of the boobs and dicks blasted across the sky are very well rendered. For fireworks.

SANDY SCAVENGING

A GAME OF BEACHES

It wouldn't be the Golden Peacock without a game for guests to play! All guests that wander into the beach area may find themselves receiving one of two Watch messages. Some very special guests may even receive both challenges — or continuously receive a new challenge when the last 24 hours is up. The resort just wants you to have the most fun possible!

SCAVENGER HUNT: EASY MODE (SFW)

Hello, dear guest. You have been randomly selected to play our EASY MODE: SCAVENGER HUNT! You have 24 hours to complete this hunt. Once completed, please submit your collected items to the nearest SEAGULL LIFEGUARD to claim your reward of Great Tit! Dessert Vouchers and a large payout.

Guests who do not complete the hunt in 24 hours will be hunted down and then publicly spanked by a SEAGULL LIFEGUARD.

Please note that items scavenged may not be personal items. They must be collected from other sources. Good luck!

1. Collect one unfinished drink.

2. Collect two kisses.

3. Collect three pairs of sunglasses.

4. Collect four sets of sandals.

5. Collect five feathers from a lifeguard.

SCAVENGER HUNT: HARD MODE (NSFW)

Hello, dear guest. You have been randomly selected to play our HARD MODE: SCAVENGER HUNT! You have 24 hours to complete this hunt. Once completed, please submit your collected items to the nearest SEAGULL LIFEGUARD to claim your reward of Naked Yolk Kink Vouchers and an extra-large payout. Winners will also be given a limited edition WINNER pin. Any guests wearing a WINNER pin will be treated as kings and queens of the beach, and be permitted to command any other guests as they see fit.

Guests who do not complete the hunt in 24 hours will be hunted down, stripped, and then strapped into the fuck pillory by our SEAGULL LIFEGUARDS. Losers will be free game for other guests to use for their pleasure.

Please note that items scavenged may not be personal items. They must be collected from other sources. Good luck!

1. Collect one cup of cum.

2. Collect two bite marks.

3. Collect three pubic hairs.

4. Collect four nudes (nude images).

5. Collect five bathing suit bottoms.

NOTES

▶ All effects from the swim-up bar last around 2-3 hours, but may be extended by having another drink.

INTO THE DEPTHS

IT'S HIGH TIDE WE GET OUT OF HERE

Though the beach experience is perfect on the surface, things are less elegant behind the scenes. Wave-making machines pulse and rattle down below, shaking the ceiling of the basement suites. Water leaks from pipes, streaking across walls and pooling on the uneven floors. The maintenance levels are abuzz with staff setting out buckets and pans, shooing lost guests away with a heightened level of urgency. Someone got a little too enthusiastic with mopping, they claim. Nothing to worry about at all!

Even the ocean itself isn’t without its issues. Despite appearing as a boundless expanse from the shore, the walls of the Golden Peacock are a very real factor. To avoid any undue damage to the screens that comprise the sky, the sea stops abruptly before it reaches them, cascading into a waterfall all the way down to the depths of the resort. Gentle currents become swirling vortexes and choppy waves, sure to pull down any guests that aren’t careful about where they swim. A few gull-guards patrol the line of buoys that mark the end of the safe swimming area, but the primary line of defense the resort relies on is the utter disinterest most of its guests have.

TUMBLING DOWN

▷ Characters who stray past the line of buoys out in the far sea will find themselves caught in a riptide that sucks them straight over the edge of the water. This applies both to characters swimming, or characters in some sort of vessel, such as a small rowboat borrowed from the staff.

▷ Feel free to make up any sort of vehicle rentals in general, as long as they’re reasonable in size — they should be able to accommodate 1-2 characters at most. A waverider would be okay, but a yacht would not.

▷ While falling down the waterfall, characters will temporarily black out before hitting anything solid. They will resurface anywhere there is standing water, whether that be a flooded hallway, in the Crane’s Respite, or even in someone’s open toilet bowl. There are no limitations on where in the resort the resurfacing can happen; even the bathrooms at Roost aren’t safe from this teleportation.

A RISING FLOOD

▷ Drainage is a difficult aspect to manage. Though the majority of the seawater is recycled to maintain the ocean above, enough of it is siphoned off for deeper filtration that the resort’s plumbing systems simply can’t handle the volume. Leaks are happening on all floors below ground, increasing in depth the further down into the basement characters go.

▷ Characters living in the rank 2, 3, and 4 suites may notice that in addition to having leaks in the hallway, their own rooms are also flooding. This can range anywhere from a constant, unpleasantly damp floor, to having an entire cascade of water blow them and any other unsuspecting guests down several hallways the moment their door is opened. Life vests are recommended.

▷ The flooding will intensify as the event goes on, culminating in some of the maintenance levels being entirely underwater towards the end of the event. Once the event is over, the flooding will recede within about a day, leaving only a few water stains here and there as evidence of their presence.

NOTES

▶ Any amount of standing water is a valid target for a character’s resurfacing, even something as minor as a glass of water. For situations where a character would not actively fit into the source of their arrival, they will be violently flung out of it, knocking over or spilling it in the process if that’s possible.

▶ As always, players are free to control the level to which their individual characters are affected, and being flooded out of their space is not mandatory.

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OOC NOTES

INVITES | RESERVES | APPLICATIONS

▶ BLANKET CW: alcohol; altered states; aphrodisiacs; breeding urge; delusions; forced clotheswearing; hallucinations; harassment and bullying; jealousy; thalassophobia; transformation; unreality

▶ All characters on the TDM are WILDCARDS, which means they have not yet been assigned a card value. The house is still observing and deciding. As rank and suits are assigned upon acceptance your character's suit will not manifest until they are accepted into the game.

▶ All TDMs are game canon. This TDM acts as the game's June event. The beach will ICly be present from June 15th - June 30th.

▶ Current characters may top level on the TDM. Any current characters posting to the TDM should note they are current in their subject header.

▶ The top level directory is for new characters only. We want to make sure new characters are prioritized and receive attention!

▶ If you aren't satisfied with these prompts, please feel free to check out our LOCATIONS to explore more of the resort! There are recent additions to the locations page as well, for those who have yet to see them!

▶ Smut threads that take place on this TDM can be used for rewards. If both parties in the smut thread join the game, you may retroactively apply the character's initial card values to your 52 bank. If one character does not join the game the thread will not be applicable toward rewards (as that character would not have a card value). The character that does join would still receive a small payout for the encounter. Hopefully it was a fun thread regardless!

▶ We ask you to kindly add content warnings to your threads as appropriate.

▶ If you do not currently have permissions and kinks listed in your character’s journal we suggest leaving a note in your top level of any limits or boundaries for other players to reference.

▶ Don't forget your sunscreen! We'd hate for any chicken wings to come out burnt.

NAVIGATION • LOG • NETWORK • OOC • MEME

Comments

Those Who Pound Sand

[blastedass]

[Hearing that yell amid a raucous squawking drags his attention from his half-melted Popsicle to the scene beneath the boardwalk. Bakugo rests his elbows on the sun-warmed wood and looks over his shoulder towards the muscle-bound pests flocking about another beachgoer. What the fuck are those gull-headed freaks after this time? Probably some damn food, like most shitty seagulls. He twitches his hand to prop his dripping frozen treat upward, then turns it slowly in his hand to keep the droplets from falling onto the ground.

That guy in the middle of the group is really getting harassed. Fucking pathetic, just yelling at them isn't gonna help! Bakugo growls at the stupid scene before shoving the rest of his popsicle into his mouth and stripping it off the stick with a jerk of his head. Just in time to watch as the gull knocks the white-haired guy's ice cream off his cone. Fucking hell-

Hiking a leg and bracing his foot on the railing's all he needs to shove off and into the air. Maybe he hasn't gotten the adrenaline (or revenge) out of his system from the time those gulls were pissing him off. But Bakugo's already twisting in the sky, one hand cocked as tiny explosions pops and spark around his palm like so many firecrackers. He swallows down the ice in his mouth before plummeting straight down towards the flock of gullguards.]

FUCKING DIE!! [He slings his hand forward, palm glowing white-hot, and- KA-BOOM!! Smoke, light, heat, concussive force, it's like a grenade goes off right against the gulls. Yells and screeches trail after smoking lifeguards fly all over the place, blasted away from the guy in their midst. Bakugo lands on his feet in the sand, back facing the pissed-off Ragna.] You gonna just stand there or you gonna beat their fucking faces in, ya lame wuss?

oh. my god. like looking into a violent mirror.

[belialedge]

[ Oh things were about to get ugly real quick. Had it not been for Bakugo's timely intervention, the group of gullheaded lifeguards would have been fleeing from how assertive the low rank could really get. And by "assertive", it's more than likely they would be the next victims of the Grim Reaper. One can only get harassed for so long whilst having such a short fuse and NOT want to bend their beaks backwards and make them eat it down their own throats. Of course, he can perceive that something was coming. He just didn't expect it to come in the form of a metric fuckton of firecracker bursts from above and suddenly—

"FUCKING DIE!!" ]

[ Of course that's not where the hero was aiming, but being so damn close to the concussive KA-BOOMs of it all, Ragna can't help but hop back and forth between his feet as if preemptively preparing to dodge whatever the hell was coming. All that he knew, as he made a startled yell, fists cinched tight and his teeth grit harder, was that all the smoking lifeguards were sent soaring to and fro. Charred white feathers smoulder and many of them are screeching and hightailfeathering it out of there. That was assertive. There's only maybe one or two seagull lifeguards remaining that have stuck around. Though they don't appear keen on picking on either of them anymore as they creepily tilt their heads with those beady little eyes of theirs.

Besides... ]

What was that, you bomb blastin' punk?!

[ Barked over his shoulder without actually going straight around to butt heads with the guy. Yet. ]

one of the best kind of mirrors

[blastedass]

[Maybe he didn't roast enough chickens back there when they assaulted him the first time. Does he know that he saved these assholes from getting scythed? Nope! Doesn't even care either. Whether they're roasting their guts on the inside and getting reamed up the backside by a curved blade, a seagull's a fucking seagull! Damn bastards don't have anything better to do than harass other people for food that isn't even theirs. It'd be a lie to say it didn't feel good to land a massive explosion right in their midst, sending the group flying all over the place. Too bad he had no warning for the innocent target also getting blasted.

The recoil sends him backwards from the detonation blast, flipping once over end because landing on his feet in the sand. He raises a smoking hand and wipes at his chin with a smug slasher grin across his face. Bakugo's been pretty high strung (even more than usual) since getting to this damn place. Being kidnapped and forced into a perverted prison masquerading as a hotel will do that to you. Between one or two people irritating him with information he didn't want to know, and the shit this place already pulled, he's ready to throw down hard. And these bastards are just the noisy targets to do it on.

He instantly twists his head around to rage right back over his own shoulder at Ragna.] GETTING THEM OFF YOUR LAME ASS, YOU FUCKING WUSS!! NEXT TIME, YOU PUNCH EM!!

[Totally your fault for not striking first...]

mirror match

[belialedge]

[ Oh good! Someone whose reaction to this world was equally violent! ...Almost. Bakugo is squeaking him out with that bombastic entrance alone. It's been a few months for this particular SS-Class Criminal— a time that's done a fair job in tempering his own short fuse. Little does the House consider, however, is that they couldn't get rid of it. Especially when he gets a full dose of ragery spat back in his face without the actual spittle. ]

WHO YOU CALLING LAME ASS, YOU CARPET BOMBING DIPSHIT!?

[ Technically that wasn't a carpet bomb, but go off? Bakugo is gonna be the one he punches next in about five seconds. ...Or, rather, he would have been if it hadn't been for the sudden arrival of a trio of even beefier seagull-headed individuals. Flanked by one freaky ass fishheaded person. Like the polar opposite of a sexy mermaid/merman depending on who you ask. They're all wearing blank tank tops. They all look like this beach's security. One of them even cracks their neck while giving them both a glare. With those beady little eyes.

Oh. Sounds like they're both in trouble now. Ragna's fury at the punk is pacified, if only temporarily as he has his attentions on the newcomers that are simply here to detain the raucous duo.

Shit... He ain't going to jail here for the first time over something as stupid as dropped ice cream. ]

Tch, [ He clicks his tongue. ] I guess it can't be helped.

[ He pulls on his right glove, fixing the group approaching them with a glare. ]

After I've settled things with these freaks, you're next.

who gets seven years bad luck

[blastedass]

[Who the hell is pathetic enough to let other people tell them how to act and behave completely?! Bakugo already met someone here he thought was strange as hell to appear so... domesticated. They could've got into a fight, but opted not to for one reason or another. Likely because the flint sparks didn't hit the tinder. Proverbial. So finally getting to vent even a bit of that pent up anger feels fucking amazing! Even if it's against some shitty seagull guards. And whoever this loudmouth wuss is.]

YOU, ASSHOLE!! ARE YOU THAT FUCKING STUPID?!

[Does it look like he's talking to someone else?! Bakugo's already tensed up for another clash when ugly x3 and an upgrade show their damn faces. His brows furrow at the show of security (assumedly), jaws setting in irritation. They better not be here to bitch at him for blowing up those fucking seagulls. Unfortunately he's already seen the "merfolk" earlier; they still look disgusting. Put some damn clothes on! He doesn't care if it's a bunch of fishing net! How the fish thing even got a tanktop on is beyond him. When one of them cracks his neck, Bakugo cocks his hand back, knuckles cracking in a fist.

Don't even start with him...]

Who the hell are these freaks?

[Addressed to the new group. He's not in trouble! He was defending himself earlier from a flock of those gulls assaulting HIM over nothing! If these security guards want to take that up with him, then he'll brazenly accuse them of instigating it first! Well, he would've, if he didn't notice the other man pulling on a glove. Seriously?]

Don't do anything until they start it, dumbass. This place probably has surveillance, right?

flip a coin. (it's the same on both sides. they're both fucked.)

[belialedge]

THE HELL'S WRONG WITH YOU?! YOU WANNA DIE RIGHT NOW, YOU LITTLE BITCH?! I'LL BURY YOUR ASS IN THE SAND!!

[ This has been. The most worked up that Ragna has gotten since he got here. It's almost like it's a contest to see who can be angrier. And damn it all if Ragna the Bloodedge wasn't about to get upstaged by some sparky teenager with an explosive personality. Before fists can fly in the wrong direction, however, they're accosted by the worst case of fever dream security.

Many of which are approaching them as if to either usher them away or physically apprehend them both. So this little impromptu skirmish between the two guests was going to have to wait. He may have a weapon on him like his Blood Scythe, confiscated before he even had the chance to wake up, but that hasn't slowed him down when he's equally as capable and ready to start letting his fists and legs do the talking. ]

My guess? Security.

[ Seagull chatter goes here. ]



Really effed up security.

[ When he's warned by Bakugo not to start anything, he omits the dumbass remark so he doesn't just go flying off the handle at him again. It doesn't reduce the amount of barking he'll do, but at least his bite is reconditioned towards the oncoming feathered trio and fishy freak of a merman. ]

Fine. They touch us, it's their asses. [ As if that was going to stop the House from punishing them if they saw fit. But that's a prospect they can figure out together after. Maybe. ] Probably though. Not like that matters much.

my coin landed on its side, then rolled under the couch. i ain't goin after it...

[blastedass]

YOU'RE MY FUCKING PROBLEM NOW!! GO BURY YOURSELF AND DIE, SHITTY DANTE PUNK ROCK WANNABE!!

[A contest this stranger's gonna LOSE!! He's had months to settle down and soften up compared to Bakugo's fresh rage over getting tossed into this place today! Though seeing this pushover getting worked up over being saved from a bunch of guards is really pissing him off! Maybe he should've left him to get pecked to death AND lose his fucking ice cream! More on that later.

Bakugo's still eyeing the security staff with narrowed scrutiny, red eyes glancing from one to the other. While he's ironically one to obey authority, albeit without earned respect, that's gone out the window when this place is kidnapping him and other people for its entertainment. As far as he's concerned, these approaching assholes are enemies. Especially since they have a justified reason for fighting back against those piss-poor guards in the first place! He could take them out in one blast if he needed to...]

Seriously? You're gonna censor yourself, baby mouth?

[The shade throwing isn't gonna stop. Hearing Ragna go "effed" after "bitch" is worth the mockery. Small reserved notice the guy isn't flying into an attack though. That's appreciated. But on the compromise, Bakugo's in full agreement with the "they start it, we finish it" idea. This place is lucky the blonde's had some interaction with people already before he instinctively started wrecking shit trying to escape.]

Of course it matters! If they wanna mess with us, I'll shove the fucking security footage of their own guards attacking us first up their asses! [A small explosion pops in his hand, more akin to a tiny firework than a grenade this time.] Fuck them.

shit i ain't either...

[belialedge]

[ Oh. Ohoho. OHOHOHO. Why does he miss this dasflkj If they weren't so focused on the imminent approach of the seagull security, he'd be butting heads with the hero right about now, visible sparks and the crackling of lightning threatening to hit this laughably short fuse and set the powder keg off. Thankfully, the two of them can figure out how to navigate being angery together when they've managed to work their way out of this pickle. There is still a chance for them, after all. Establish dominance. Whilst it's true they may very well get turned over to the staff and regular security to serve detention time, the fact they're being aggressive with low ranks and non-compliant guests alike actually gives them unspoken leeway.

Meaning if they do win and tail it elsewhere, chances were they weren't about to be bothered again. ]

Oh, sorry, was I supposed to say fuck? [ Not going to dignify that "baby mouth" response you little shit. ] I'll fucking drop however many or little f-bombs that I want, you brat.

[ The middle, biggest seagull struts up to them, mincing nothing with its intent to at least place a hand on Ragna the Bloodedge's shoulder with the intent to turn him around and usher him off the beach and out of the Cloud Dwelling Gardens. He's going to. But the anticipation of it all has the criminal's fingertips twitching with their own welling anticipation. Before they can actually make contact, effectively pulling a proverbial trigger on the man's own violent rage, Bakugo's small explosion pops in his hand, drawing the attention of not only the security guard about to place his hands on the Grim Reaper, but said Grim Reaper himself.

The gull even makes a confused squawk of a sound, tilting its head and blinking its beady eyes at the spiky-haired blond. ]

You've got some stones on you, kid.

[ Said seagull was now prepared to place his big hand on Bakugo's shoulder now. The second they touch either one of them? The gloves are coming off. It's like a tempest storm, brewing beneath the surface. And he can already tell that unless SOMEBODY or SOMETHING breaks this up, it's not going to be pretty for the staff on hand. ]

Something tells me you don't wanna do that. [ It's a warning to the security guard. But they're not listening as they make an attempt to grab for Bakugo first. And the moment they do that? That's when he's going to lay into the other freaks. Hell, he doesn't even NEED the Azure Grimoire to deal with these shitbirds. In his eyes, that'll be like killing a cockroach with a howitzer. ]

[blastedass]

[Why the hell do these fools have to interrupt this?! He'd much rather leave the loudmouth smothered in a sand coffin than beat the shit out of the ignorant security guards. They're not gonna last long no matter how muscular they are. That guy at least looks like a decent challenge. Totally worth breaking over his knee! Bakugo's not knowledgeable about ranks and other bullshit this place wants to pull on its societal ladder. If they think he's going to take getting treated unjustly because of some made up hierarchy, they're gonna end up just as bad as, if not worse than, the previous two gull balls he's demolished. Fuck with him and he'll fuck with them right back! (Though someone really should tell him the rank system... ewugh.)

The hell do you mean "IF" they win?! Bakugo's not working with some fucking slacker who admits to possibly losing already! Man up, you ball-less strawberry!]

Don't hurt your little kid's tongue trying to look tough, ya "effing" dork. [Oh he totally says that on purpose, even trying to mimic Ragna's tone for pure mockery.] Oy!

[And now it's starting. Neither of the two are backing down, which should've said something to the guards approaching them. Not running, not protesting, obviously prepared to fight. So this is on the guards for being morons. Thrice in a row! And they're going for Ragna first. He's taking that as an insult. Just cause he's taller or something? Probably because he looks more adult. Dammit, Bakugo's not some fucking kid! Those small explosions are nothing more than warning to tell the guards to back off. He's not going to treat them nicely if they push this further. As soon as that gull-headed brute looks at him, the blonde shifts into a position that says he's ready to act, knees bent slightly and arms beside him with hands forward.]

Beat it- [Bakugo breaks off the comment when the criminal beside him comments on his guts. Of course he does! You think he got this far in life without any?! But he focuses on the gull looming over him.] You really wanna fuck with me? Blame it on your own shitty staff who attacked first!

[But the guard's not stopping. As soon as that big hand lands on his shoulder, Bakugo ducks his body backwards, rams his hand up into that massive ripple of abs, and with a short "boom!" blasts the guard over his head and onto the sand behind him. With a thud. They touched first. Did they seriously expect someone they just kidnapped to be "fine" with getting assaulted and then manhandled later by more kidnapper staff?] Last chance! Piss off, shitbeaks!

[belialedge]

[ God, the ability to be able to let off steam the old fashion way instead of the ol' Peacock way (💦) was making his skin itch in the best possible way. Despite his reputation and his long list of crimes, Ragna was just as keen to fight as he was to have people mind their own business. In the end, Bakugo did lend a hand to the Grim Reaper, and he should be grateful, shitstorm of insults spewed aside. But after spending so many years working alone and practically making an enemy out of the entire world, accepting the help of others was...onerous of him to do.

(In other words, Monika already nailed it right on the head when she called him Tsunderagna.) ]

Oh you are a CHEEKY little bastard, aren't ya?

[ The instant Bakugo ducks his body back and retaliates with a quick burst of a blast, the seagull sputtering as it effectively gets ragdolled before landing behind him. The display grabs the taller man's attention, mismatched hues snapping wide at the sudden display in raw explosive power. Well that's new. Until he meets Bullet later in canon, anyway. And impressive. But right now the other two guards are already rolling up their nonexistent sleeves to join the fray. Back their homeboy up! He's a smouldering mess in the sand, beak down, ass up in defeat! They can't just leave him embarrassed like that!

To your average human being, these birds were considerately strong. Shame then that they chose to do their job against some of the rowdiest of the cards to be shuffled into the deck. ...Just. Don't let Weiss catch him being this much of a violent brawler. He'll never hear the end of it. But right now, he's got a pair of gullheads to clock. Cocking his fist, he meets the duo halfway with a roar of a yell for buildup. ]

HAAAAH—!!

[ He throws a hard right fist. It misses as one of them sidesteps them with the intent to try and get to his behind to restrain him. Too bad Ragna already thought of that, digging his heel upon quickly pivoting in the sand to redirect the trajectory of that fist to deliver a shotgun blast of an uppercut straight beneath the beak of the taller, beefier seagullman. It's not without some fanfare however, the shock of said uppercut being accompanied by a surge of sharp waves of darkness as the security guard is sent soaring up into the clear blue "sky". Before the second guard can make an attempt to grapple him, however, Ragna was already on the move.

Or rather, airborne as he springs up and above the suspended seagullman that deigned to harass the rowdy guests. This one's gonna hurt. ]



[ Delivering an equally brutish axe kick, it's all the last remaining gull can do but attempt to feebly catch their bro on the way down. Another shitbird choice, considering the velocity that kicked brethren was hurtling at when they crashland straight into him with a screech and an eruption of sand where the pair are left in a soft crater.

No superhero landing for Ragna here, landing tall on his feet and facing Bakugo. ...Okay. Maybe a little bit of showing off. ajfdslk

Wait. What about the fishheaded one that rolled up with the crew— ]



[ Oh. Blub realize he not built for this. ]

[blastedass]

[Great. He got this tired old man to stand up and remember what fighting back felt like. What a win for him. Bakugo's never been good working with others, at least at the start of his year at U.A., but experience and maturity do a lot for a person. He isn't fond of teaming up with people who haven't earned his respect though. This one is more out of "enemy of my enemy" principle, since they're looking at a potential four versus two... not that he needs the help to take out these bastards. Just one went over his head without a single issue. That birdbrain's going to have to deal with a burn on his stomach.]

Shove your compliments!

[Bakugo's not one of those people that hides his abilities for a surprise attack later. He shows them instantly, intimidating people into giving up in the face of raw power. Wasting more effort than that on someone not worth his time is a fucking crime. Against him. As the other two gull heads start baring beef and squawking over their downed companion, Bakugo turns his hand palm up, smoke still trailing fro his fingers, just to remind them what they're dealing with. If they wanna end up fried sea chicken like that flock earlier, bring it on, fuck face!

Or not. Ragna takes on the gulls two versus one... and misses?! HOW COULD YOU MISS?! HE WAS THREE INCHES IN FRONT OF YOU!! His face screws up in annoyance and disgust. Don't build up with a fucking yell and then swing wide in your opening move, dammit! It makes you look pathetic! Luckily, the guy's quick to pivot on his heel and uses the momentum of that miss to capitalize on the dodge. Okay, he doesn't suck completely. Shuts that beak with a clack heard, uh, nearby, and Bakugo narrows his eyes as darkness pours out like a shockwave. What the fuck? Energy of some kind? He tilts his head back, following the avian missile through the sky. Is he gonna go so high he'll splat into the fake blue above? That'd be funny. And a problem to draw more guards.

Ragna's up there a second later, twisting in a full rotation and landing an axe drop straight down into the sand. Spike. That idiot's going to try and catch a screaming rock. Bone and muscle crunch in a mess as the muscle bound bird crashes into his partner, taking both down in a plume of sand. Whether the third one Bakugo tossed is unconscious or wisely deciding to stay floored in pretense is unknown. He's not moving so...]

Land your first punch next time. [There's your end-of-fight grouch, Ragna. Bakugo turns to glare at the remaining guard. Mr. Security from the looks of it. He curls his hand and deliberately cracks his knuckles in the process. Which sees Blub turn tail and casually saunter away in that "didn't see nuthin" sort of shamble. Something more important (and less dangerous) to do over there, apparently.]

Lets go. [Bakugo's gonna head off as well, not wanting to linger around in case more of those things show up.] What was that black energy?

[belialedge]

Thanks for the advice. I'm gonna NOT take it to spite your ass. [ That one outburst of a punch, however? Dulls his thirst to start walloping on this kid, if only a little. At the same time, Ragna's deadly gaze snaps to the remaining security fishman who glubs and blubs his ass on out of there, least he got thrown on a grill and flamebroiled by at least ONE of them. And with that? For the time being, they've likely disengaged the seagulls from harassing them for quite some time. Who needs a high rank when they can punch their way through it?

"Lets go."

Wordlessly, he says nothing despite heading off in the same direction as Bakugo. Don't get any ideas! He's not listening to you! He's just going in the same direction! That's all!! 😠 ]

Black energy? [ He fixes the young man with a knit brow, taking a second or two before it clicks, eyes widening a little as the edge in his voice dulls some in turn. ] Oh yeah. It's a pain in the ass to explain, so let's just call it dark magic or something.

[ That is...underwhelming as hell. And underselling the Azure Grimoire SO hard. FDSLKJA ]

What about you? It's not every day you run into a walking, talking bomb.

[blastedass]

Then get slaughtered the next time!

[Granted Ragna saved his attack with the followup, but Bakugo's still going to rag on the bastard. With the fishman departing and the other three guards down for the count, he has no more business staying here. Getting out before things escalate is ideal. Hands slip into his pockets, feet leaving tracks in the sand behind, done with this shit for the time being. The hot sun overhead is a strange feeling since it's fake. Their tech to make it believable must be unreal. With the wave machine making the ocean looking convincingly accurate, what the hell else can this place do?

Dammit, he should've said "Get lost!" rather than invite this annoyance to tag on his heels! Why'd he even invite him? Ragna can take care of himself, or crash and burn, he doesn't give a shit! Fuck!]

Uh-huh. Does it augment your strikes or something else? [Sure, he's not asking for an explanation of how it works, just basic application. It's not like he's a closeted nerd interested in other people's powers cause they're 1) cool, or 2) worth knowing how to prepare for and crush later.]

It's my Quirk: Explosion. I can secret explosive sweat and detonate it. [Bakugo doesn't feel the need to demonstrate, as Ragna already saw it twice.]

[belialedge]

[ Why does he get the feeling that this guy may bite, but there's an awful lot of barking going on right now? Meaning that when he asks about what wielding darkness does for him...Ragna isn't as apprehensive about "sharing with the class" as one may think. It's not like he's unveiling secrets of HOW the Azure Grimoire works or weaknesses or anything like that. ]

Augments my attacks, saps the life outta people. Shit like that.

Explosive sweat?! [ He's not even alarmed. That's just...out there. And bizarre. But he doesn't voice that last part aloud. ] Lemme guess. A "Quirk" is what you'd call a superpower back home?

[blastedass]

[Because he will bite. Hard. Sure, he barks a lot. Loudly. But such a short fuse means he's not far from a chomp. Or in Bakugo's case, a boom. Still, there's a closeted nerd in there about other people's abilities. Asking about Ragna's ticks a small ping of interest and excitement. Does he need to know all the details? Fuck no! Don't bore him. But having a general idea makes for a better clash when they do go against each other. Damn right he plans on training with him!]

As in lifespan or vitality?

[The idea of someone dragging "lifespan" out is kinda bullshit, but it's happened in comics, so he's not "WTF" about its potential. Sucking out stamina or energy and calling it "life" happens way more. Clear it up, Ragna!]

Yeah, it's similar to nitroglycerine. [He's not going to immediately let the guy know he can only do it from his hands, doesn't trust him completely yet, but if Ragna wants to assume, go for it.] Uh-huh. 80% of the people in my world have a Quirk.

[belialedge]

You're pretty damn curious for being a violent little spitfire a couple minutes ago...

[ All that being said, Ragna stuffs his hands into the pockets of his trunks, the feeling of warm sand sliding between his toes actually kind of nice as they more casually stroll. Due to their violent brush-in with the lifeguards earlier, they'd since bypassed their supposed ranks and should remain unfettered by said gullheaded staff for some time now. ]

I guess vitality when you dumb it down enough. Stay exposed for too long and you can kiss your soul goodbye.

[ As for the similarity to nitroglycerine, the Grim Reaper hums thoughtfully at that. ]

Kinda wild that you aren't caught in the blast. ...at least, by the looks of ya. [ 80% of the world have superpowers... That's actually a staggering number, depending on how big his world's population is. ] A world where practically everyone has superpowers.

...not gonna lie. That sounds pretty cool.

[blastedass]

Haa?! I'm asking in case I have to kick your fucking ass!

[Right, because that's how it works. Bakugo's shoulders hunch slightly as he's called out on his interest, glaring ahead of him so he's decidedly not looking at Ragna. Tch! Bastard, he doesn't have to ask him anything if he doesn't want to. If those shitty seagulls wanna make more trouble for them, they'll get the same smoking darkness double assault again. Fuck rank.]

I see. [There's a Quirk like that in his world. Her Quirk lets her convert her stamina and vitality into energy. Technically if she used too much she could die... but she'd fall unconscious long before that happened.] You don't use it a lot when you fight?

[There goes that curiosity again, dammit! Closet nerd won't stay in the fucking closet.]

I'm resistant to most of the blowback. [The recoil still hits hard, but he's physically trained himself to weather it and even take advantage of it. Besides, he's not blasting himself in the face, which could still damage him.]

Tch, some Quirks are powerful and awesome, but a lot are fucking lame.

[belialedge]

Keep barking like that and that can be arranged. 'Cept it's your ass I'll be stomping.

[ Watching Bakugo's shoulders hunch up, sharp eyes focused ahead instead of on him, the white-haired swordsman can't help but get the weirdest sense of deja vu. How many mirrors were you going to find yourself looking into in your tenure here, Mr. Grim Reaper? It seems as if he found the one that represents the rage inside himself...

Lifting his right hand, gloved as it was, the whole arm underneath his red hoodie is concealed in a black sleeve, housing that power that many coveted and feared back home. Something that the House saw fit to tamper with so that this particular 'beast' could be broken in. He flexes his hand a couple times as he ponders the usage of it, the words of his Master echoing in the back of his mind once more.

Never mistake the power of the Azure as your own. ]

No. I try not to. I tend to do plenty fine on my own in most tight spots.

[ "Tch, some Quirks are powerful and awesome, but a lot are fucking lame." ]

I was about to say... A world where 80% of the population has superpowers? Shit like that sounds like it'd be a bitch to regulate.

[blastedass]

Bring it on, bastard! I'll murder you!

[Doesn't sound at all doubting either. Even if this guy seems to be more slotted towards "potential ally" leaning, considering they just beat the crap out of the gulls, and they're both prisoners here, Bakugo's not planning on making friends or getting close to anyone in this damn hotel. One or two people aside because he actually already knows them... Fuck.

He glances to the side when Ragna lifts his hand, half expecting some action, half curious if he's going to show him more of his power. Even with the glove on, that sliver of wrist beneath the garish red sleeve only shows more blackness, suggesting he's wearing something else underneath it. How the hell has he not dehydrated already? Two layers in this heat? Mah, whatever. Not his problem. If the idiot drops in the sand like a mummy, he'll leave his ass for the birds.

Not really. Hero.]

That was a tight spot? [Bakugo's tone drops to something taunting, a thumb jerked over his shoulder towards the fried chicken somewhere back there.] Laaame.

[Oh yeah. How to make friends and influence people 101.]

It's taken over a century to get society where it is now. When Quirks first started showing up, they were treated with suspicion and fear.

[belialedge]

[ MAN. If Ragna had his weapon here, he'd be making good on that offer right now. It feels like a challenge. ...It is a challenge. One that, there's a good chance he's going to answer since it's been a hot minute since he's had to exercise his own power or work up that old familiar sweat. Not that he wasn't used to working up one in a sex casino of all places by now. ]

Remind me to come track your ass down if you wind up getting shuffled in with the rest of us. I'll gladly put a punk like you to sleep.

[ Time to stick a pin in that little tussle for the time being. ]

Whaaat? That? [ He snorts despite Bakugo's inflection goading him into a reaction. This is one of those instances where his own form of retaliation was sheltering his own ego. ...What's left of it, anyway. God, this world and its people really have softened you up a bit, haven't they, Mr. Grim Reaper? ] Please. If you hadn't shown up, they'd be a pile of poultry and feathers right about now.

[ ... "Thank you, Mr. Hero". FDSLKAJ ]

Can't say I blame them. Humans by nature fear the unknown, whether what's coming is a good or bad thing. Where I'm from, you still got certain people being treated as less than second-class citizens and they didn't do a damn thing besides exist.

[blastedass]

[What, does the big bad man in a red coat need a weapon to fight properly? Excuse the meta for taunting him. Of course it's a damn challenge! Bakugo doesn't take any threat to him without retorting back at it! If it means shoving Ragna back into place and kicking his ass to get that superiority across, then damn right he'll do it! Not like throwing down with a strong opponent ever failed to excite him. Unless they're being obnoxious about it... (Look who's talking.)]

I'm not reminding you for shit. If you show up, I'll fucking slaughter you.

[Don't put the onus of this tussle on him! He'll start and finish the fight!]

HA! You weren't even landing a hit before I dropped in! [Then he got his ass into gear and owned the sea chickens! Don't think Bakugo didn't notice that, Mr. I Can Handle Myself. Though considering what he saw Ragna do, it's kind of a given the guy didn't need any help. Real question is why it took him that long to bust out his power. Maybe he was lazy... or liked the attention.

Ew.]

Hmph. We might not have that same ideology in the cities and urban areas, but one of my classmates came from a rural village where that kind of discrimination still exists.

[Shouji was almost killed as a child due to his Quirk.]

[belialedge]

[ Oho no. No weapons required here! ...the Blood Scythe was a valuable blade to him, being passed down from a man he would adopt his own name from. There's a very damn good reason that he has a penchant for holding back as much as he does, despite how angrily he can come off in a fight. Because every time he loses control, the world ends. Help. DSFLKJA ]

Oh goody. I'll show you the difference between you and me then.

[ And yet, as their conversation gradually begins to take a shift towards the lack of equality in their world, Bakugo's reaction to it all and his own perspective has the taller man lifting his brow. For a guy who talks so brutally and violently...he sure does seem to have a real issue with discrimination also. Beastkin and Demi-Humans were, for the most part, treated like trash. And for what? Being talking cats? Having animal parts like a tail and ears? Whatever they did with their lives was none of his damn business, but it also shouldn't be anybody else's either. That's the part that pisses him off. ]

Sounds like a whole buncha people that can go fuck themselves.

[ Heeey, he CAN say "fuck" unprovoked or outside the bedroom! The ESRB rating's got nothing on his ass here. ]

[blastedass]

[He wasn't the only one who held back; Bakugo has the power to kill (obviously) and yet he refuses to. Those damn seagulls could've been splattered all over the sand, blown to bits, fried into ashes, and yet they ran off squawking with burnt feathers, sand burn, and dizzy heads from tumbling around at best. BUT HE COULD HE HE WANTED!! ... is the intended threat. Work on your control then, dammit! With great power--!!]

Ha! Couldn't have said it better myself. Don't cry when you get shown up.

[Complete with knuckles cracking against one tough-skinned palm. There's a lot in Bakugo's world the young hero had to learn about once he stepped into U.A. The things he thought were what made a hero, the society he thought was mostly amazing, villains he thought were shitty petty trouble makers, so many things reality slapped him in the face about and forced him to look anew at and re-calibrate his understanding. Why does he tell Ragna this? Perhaps because a part of him is also trying to somehow sow the reborn idea of what a hero means to others who might be experiencing similar things.

Also because he bears a massive amount of guilt over his own hand in that discrimination. Not to someone who had a mutant Quirk, but someone who had no Quirk at all. Quirkless discrimination. True, his attitude also saw him mocking people with mutant Quirks, but in his usual childish superiority way, not deliberate cruelty like Shouji experienced. Yet discrimination is discrimination... and he has much to atone to Midoriya for.]

Che. It's not that easy. They'd rather fuck with the lesser than themselves. [He should know.]

[belialedge]

This might be the pessimist in me, but, I don't think you're gonna erase that kinda hate in people completely. Maybe throwing literal punches won't solve anything long-term, so...best that anyone who gives enough of a damn can do is stick up for them.

The worst feeling is powerlessness. [ A beat. ] Not just literally, either.

[ And why was Ragna telling Bakugo this? Because he certainly wasn't born like this. He wouldn't grow into the power that he has. In another life, maybe he would have been a Quirkless human. Or a "freak".

Whether he likes it or not, he's become a monster. His heart and visage was human, but what he was capable of... ]

[blastedass]

Who the fuck said I thought we could do that? Of course it's going to take two or three generations to wipe that shit out!

[Whether it's re-contextualizing how people look at villains and trying to prevent them from turning to villainy in the first place or trying to wipe out discrimination against mutant Quirks and Quirkless people, it's a society problem that takes way more time and effort than just changing the law. People don't work that way.]

But nothing's going to change if someone doesn't start to make a difference now.

[Bakugo falls silent when Ragna mentions powerlessness. Is that the worst feeling? He's not sure. It's certainly among the worst feelings. Guilt possibly being a hard runner up. Losing is related to powerlessness, so it's under that umbrella. In the end, he just gives a grunt if acknowledgement.]

You don't seem powerless.