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[ Cut image is gonna be to a rather odd looking individual with more--are those tattoos?--than he has normal skin, and apparently just as many piercings.
He's got what looks to be a playful look on his face, but what with the uptick of a sigh he lets loose, there's clear annoyance here. ]
Here I thought I already had all kinds'a social media on my phone. [ the guy's voice is deep, like the bottom of a volcano. ] But this one's new.
Ever hear aboutta thing called Marie Antoinette Syndrome? Where peoples' hair suddenly turn fuckin'. White? Due ot stress or some shit?
I ain't stressed, but turns out it might be real.
Anyway. You can call me Dabi.
Gonna' use this opportunity to announce the opening of my shop, Troublebound.
I do tattooing and body mod shit.
If it's your thing, we can talk. I do good work, just look me up on Insta and Snap.
Look forward to working with ya.
artist of the used art here.
He's got what looks to be a playful look on his face, but what with the uptick of a sigh he lets loose, there's clear annoyance here. ]
Here I thought I already had all kinds'a social media on my phone. [ the guy's voice is deep, like the bottom of a volcano. ] But this one's new.
Ever hear aboutta thing called Marie Antoinette Syndrome? Where peoples' hair suddenly turn fuckin'. White? Due ot stress or some shit?
I ain't stressed, but turns out it might be real.
Anyway. You can call me Dabi.
Gonna' use this opportunity to announce the opening of my shop, Troublebound.
I do tattooing and body mod shit.
If it's your thing, we can talk. I do good work, just look me up on Insta and Snap.
Look forward to working with ya.
artist of the used art here.
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One-hundred percent real.
But I get it.
If I didn't live it, I wouldn't buy it either.
Give it time.
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Ugh.
I don't wanna' give it 'time'.
My life's already been a headache enough without adding the idea of monsters and magic to it.
I'm gonna' pretend life is normal.
That's what I'm gonna' do.
[ because he seriously can't deal with this. ]
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Tell me how that works out for you.
The answer for everyone so far who's tried has been 'not well'.
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Have ya got some sort of palpable truth to this magic crap? because honestly, the only proof I got so far is a weird sky, some white hair, and a buddy of mine sporting a pair of fairy wings that could easily be fake.
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I could show you proof.
You probably wouldn't believe anything you see in a video on the internet.
How open are you to meeting up somewhere?
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gotta admit im curious but
you promise you arent some weird kidnapper tryina get me to some sorta secondary location?
im a pretty normal dude you know
[ this is mostly sarcasm, but you know. don't meet people you meet on craigslist,etc ]
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You don't have to.
Like I said, you'll see shit in time.
But if you do, I can definitely show you some crazy shit.
Choose a place?
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fuck it
this is a public-ass post
if sommething happens to me they'll know who did it
should probably go somewhere pretty out in the open
aint there some sort of big park with a lake in it
cant remember the name for the fuck of me
something with fish
how about there
Text-->>Action?
I can be there in an hour.
We can meet up by the lake.
Just watch out for the geese.
[He'd rather not have another encounter with them, thanks.]
action;
Wallet, keys, phone--pocket pepper spray, you know. Not for any reason.
He's waiting in the park--standing well and far away from where a group of honestly, pretty menacing looking geese are just... chilling out. Horrifying, truth be told.
He's got a bottle of tea in one hand, swinging it back and fourth boredly as he waits for the other guy to show up.
It occurred to him pretty too late that he has no idea what kind of a guy--or hell, could be a lady for all he knows--to show up. ]
Sorry for the wait! Pneumonia hit me like a truck. ;;
These are not what he asked Dabi here to see. They're just a reality of his life these days.
Dabi himself stands out well enough so Katsuki is able to spot him pretty quickly. He did show himself on camera so Katsuki spots him and makes his way closer.]
Dabi, right? I'm the guy you talked to on the Libra app. Dynamight.
[He was hoping he would have some kind of memory flash at seeing this guy in person but... nothing so far.]
Ready to see your proof?
hey no big deal ill backtag forever tbh, hope youre feeling better?
Even if Dabi looked like a 'normal' guy, those oddly convincing burn-scar tattoos certainly stand out like a sore thumb. Maybe even more than a guy with a fox tail. ]
Dynamight. Clever name, can't lie. But yeah, guess that's me. Nice to see you didn't bring any kidnapping gear. [ this is a joke, delivered easily as if he's discussing the weather. Hands in his pockets as he... walks right up to the guy, leaning up to REALLY look at him. Maybe getting a bit too close, but, he leans back a moment later. ]
'Ready', huh.
Actin' like you're gonna give me a fireworks show.
The answer is no but I'm getting there. 💀
Amazingly you don't seem to have any kidnapping gear either.
[Katsuki stubbornly holds his ground when Dabi gets too close, but his eyes narrow a little and he frowns. Just as long as he isn't trying to touch. But his tail swishes in agitation and those ears flick back.
Yep. Those are real.]
Something like that. Might want to stand back just a bit.
[If Dabi won't step back, Katsuki will, before raising a hand, palm up and letting his quirk crackle and pop explosions from his palm.]
I couldn't do this before that app appeared on my phone. And this is just the tip of the iceberg.
I am with you in spirit, man
Even someone as Skeptical as Dabi is... having trouble here. He's almost GLARING at Katsuki with how fucked up he finds this, his lips scewing up in a bit of a frown as he tries to find SOME train of thought that explains it away--but nothing surfaces. Nothing.
What... could it be? ]
...Tip of the iceberg. [ He mutters that last bit, the ... shock and discomfort clear on his face as he tries to place it, mentally. Magic is real? It's really...
But no, it's not magic, it's just-- Why is the word 'Quirk' coming to mind? ]
What else, then. Surely you got more than just that, right. Come on, aren'tcha gonna' really convince me, Katsuki?
Gacha gave him both blue flames and ice walls. It wanted him to be a Todoroki. Lmao
Certainly something is niggling at the back of his mind.
Whatever the case, proving all this is real is important right now.]
That's not enough for you?
[Well. He does have more. This time what springs from his palm is a flame. It grows to about the size of a basketball, burning so hot it's blue. Despite being so close to his palm, it doesn't appear to burn him at all.]
Feel free to give me something to burn to prove it's real.
HAHAHA no i actually love that
[ he's speaking out of his ass, of course--he has no way to explain HOW the guy did that, but. He needed to be sure. really sure. And he's certain that if the guy had one trick--he had more hiding behind that weird conviction of his.
...Dabi wouldn't be disappointed. Not when Katsuki suddenly generates a fireball--a literal fireball. Like he suddenly had a bonfire starting to go live above his hand. It gets bigger and bigger, and for just a moment, Dabi goes quiet.
Those eyes that mirror the colours of the flame almost going foggy for a moment as he... remembers doing this himself. With a pair of much smaller hands. Orange fire licking flames up his wrists as he turned it from bright orange to brilliant blue--and the excitement he feels--
He shakes his head. A hand moving to touch his forehead as his expression pinches a little. ]
...Well.
There you fucking have it, I guess.
There's no goddamn way I can explain shit like that. ...Are you kidding me.
Have I been living with my goddamn eyes closed all this time, or what.
[ alright.
Having to ... accept that magic is real is. certainly going to be something he might need a few days to think about, but.
Congrats, Katsuki. There's no way he can refute a literal goddamn blue fireball being conjured up like something out of a fantasy game.
No amount of sleight of hand can just make that happen. ]
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[Katsuki knows that look. He's been present for enough people unlocking memories. He lets the flame die out.]
'Remembered' something, didn't you? Something that never happened?
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He knows better than to deny magic, but what the fuck does he mean by 'remembering something that didn't happen'? What the fuck? ]
...Imagined myself conjuring fire with my hands.
But like.
With fuckin' tiny ass hands, like when I was a kid or something. How the fuck did you know that?
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[He was hoping he'd get something. So far nothing.]
Pretty sure I remembered my own death at one point. Got skewered like a kebab.
[A pause.]
Let me know if it's too much all at once here. This shit has been going on for me a long ass time. And I'm not trying to completely overwhelm you.
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[ he's just... processing, still. give him a minute, and try not to mind the sharp look he gives from under those messy, dark bangs--along with the almost snide, annoyed expression on his face. ]
Honestly speakin'?
I'd rather it be 'too much' and I actually figure some shit out then sit here bored outta my tree 'cause you're trying to convince me that faeries are real and that santa is, in fact, a reindeer centaur.
[ he sighs. ]
You have them, too, then. You knew how to use this magic shit back in those memories, too?
I sure as shit don't remember ever being able to conjure fire.
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The explosions, yeah. From what I've pieced together, my past life was from a world of superheroes and villains. And that was my personal superpower--my quirk.
[Some of the terminology was from round one at the library of Alexandria. That was also where he learned he'd been a hero and not a villain because some of the things he'd seen were... questionable to him.]
The rest of the crazy might just be too much exposure to the spirit gates that open every month.
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...Quirk.
[ that's the word he clings onto. He could consider the 'exposure' to spirit gates, but... ]
That's the word you said, right. Quirk.
...That's a word I recognise.
And I don't know why.
I think I was born with a 'Quirk' too. Fire.
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Probably we both had past lives in the same world. I mean you definitely seem familiar to me. The look, the name. Pretty sure I'd remember you if we met in this life before anyway.
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Skepticsism can only go so far when the truth was There. ]
...Past life shit again, huh.
[ he touches his chin, though, looking... uncertain. ]
Dabi's not my real name. It's just a nickname I got in highschool when I accidentally burnt down part of the chemlab by accident.
Real name is Todoroki. Todoroki Touya.