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[dabi]

[ 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.

Comments

[callmekacchan]

Most people rationalize. They see something weird and their brains don't accept it. And then I guess one day you wake up and you're aware.

[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?

[dabi]

[ 'I don't know what you're talking about'. The response is just behind his teeth, and he actually bites the inside of his mouth to keep the words from escaping.

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?

[callmekacchan]

Your eyes went all glassy. That's the look people get when they 'remember' shit. Past lives, supposedly.

[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.

[dabi]

...Sounds fucked up to remember your own death. Don't people usually have nightmares about that shit.

[ 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.

[callmekacchan]

[We don't talk about the nightmares, Dabi. We pretend those aren't a thing. Or. Katsuki does at least.]

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.

[dabi]

[ dabi talks about the nightmares. Because those are what fuel you, thanks. the images you so desperately want to make sure don't become real. ]

...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.

[callmekacchan]

[Okay well. If they've managed this much without him being told he's fucking nuts...]

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.

[dabi]

[ he thinks youre fucking nuts, he's just thinking that maybe HE'S fucking nuts, too. Because he's seeing this and he's losing the ability to think on the fly of how to excuse this as some sort of. Trick.

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.