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GRAVEYARD
GRAVEYARD
Abruptly, you come to. The sun is hot on your back, but there's the gentle lapping of cool water on your feet and legs as you regain your consciousness. Beneath you is sand - lots and lots of sand, some of it wet, the majority of it dry and burning. You hear the sound a seagull crying from somewhere up above you, and you can smell and almost taste the tang of salt in the air. You've found yourself washed up on what appears to be some kind of tropical island - one of your hands is gripping your clamshell, even if you didn't have it in your hand before you died. It's bright and well-lit, and there's the sound of voices from somewhere a ways away from the beach. Lastly, as you sit up, if you had some kind of supernatural power before coming here, you notice one thing in particular - that power that you were so familiar with before it vanished upon your awakening inside the hotel? It's back. Welcome to paradise. You won't be leaving here any time soon.
2. The graveyard has its very own location page. You can check it out over here to see what kind of shenanigans your characters can get up to while on the island. 3. Additionally, powers are now available. While some may still be nerfed if they are too game breaking, most characters will wake up to find that the majority of their powers have been reactivated. Should you have any questions or concerns about this, don't hesitate to contact us. |
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[he hears the sound of the gun fire and makes his decision. his wraps the capture weapon around his target's arm and uses the leverage to pull him forward, knee him in the gut, and push him onto the ground.]
Nakahara!
[status, bud?]
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[Because yeah he did get a shot to this lady's chest, but that hasn't gotten her down. Probably wasn't human even before all of this shit. He narrowsly ducks under a swipe of her sword - it nicks his hat.]
Fuck you, don't touch the hat!
[aaand that's a shot to the face.]
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[That should be dealt with. He turns back to Chuuya and the woman, activating his quirk in case her transformation is something he can negate.]
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Standsabilities, which means she turns back when he activates his quirk and then sort of... belatedly remembers she has a hole in her chest and falls over.]Huh.
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[Aizawa will pick up the bomb man's.]
... something from a book?
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Looks like demon writing to me.
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[he trods back to Chuuya,]
Here. Hold onto this one, too. It's less likely to get damaged.
[provided he, like, does his job right]
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Got it. [He'll tuck it away somewhere.]
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How bad's your injury?
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[He lifts up his shirt to get a clearer picture of the injury and oh, hey, he's bleeding ink.]
You got a bandage?
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... I could tear some of my outfit.
[listen, it looks like he has bandages around his neck but they're an extremely durable fiber he needs to fight with]
[because hey, they weren't told but... there are three shades on the bottom floor]
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[Goodbye, bottom part of Chuuya's shirt, he knew you well.
Third shade? What third shade? Surely this is a time in which they can stop and recover with absolutely zero fear.]
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[... is that the sound of- some sort of cloth? Was there cloth to be used as a bandage that he missed? He glances back and sees the telltale blue that he's already starting to recognize as the enemy.]
Incoming!
[chuuya's injured so he'll be a little less rough than usual but- get down]
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I mean. he ducks, just in time for some kind of weird shade cloth to go shooting ocer his head and then pull back.]
What the hell is that?!
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[Aizawa flashes his quirk active, but it doesn't seem to do anything against the cloak.]
... this isn't the main body. It's some kind of extension.
[He can't just take off and leave Chuuya again. He readies his capture cloth- time to take a defensive strategy with this one.]
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[this 'limited ammo' thing kind of sucks.]
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[checking the area]
-There!
[thwip! the capture cloth loops around, well- cloth, and tugs. the blue outline seems to lead back to a figure: the main body, which responds with a sharp movement of the cloak.]
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Dammit...
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[he'll have to go in as bait, but if it works...]
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[He doesn't want to find out what double dead means here.]
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[triple dead probably isn't any more fun]
[Anyways, he'll dash forward to challenge the cloak. If he attempts ot look like he's moving for a flank, the cloak will go to cover. Then he just needs to hold it there, far enough away that it can't get back in time to protect the host.]
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[He can feel a moment of stinging pain but- this is fine. He's dealt with worse.]