kaisou | pretty sure this is magical kidnapping or something [open log!]

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pretty sure this is magical kidnapping or something [open log!]

WHO: Katsuki Bakugou & You!
WHERE: Around Kaisou
WHEN: The last week of February
WHAT: Bakugou is here! This is not a good thing. He's a Japanese teenager suddenly lost in a weird-ass city in the middle of America. He is confused. But most of all, he is pissed.
WARNINGS: It's Bakugou. He's going to be an ass and he's going to swear about it. He's a moody sixteen-year-old who explodes as a base reaction. Have fun!

1. Arrival
[To say that Bakugou making his way out of his labyrinth pissed him off would be the understatement of the year. To have two of his most hated memories shoved back in his face like that, to have to navigate the eerily empty streets tense and wary, like every piece of scattered sludge could jump up and engulf him, to see that goddamn river-- he is not happy, when he steps out of his labyrinth and finds himself... in a city? A city where... everything is in English? Weird. He knows a decent amount of English, anyone studying to be a hero has a decent grasp on that. But to understand it this easily? It's weird.

All of this... is weird. The people, the buildings, the cars, the distinct lack of advertisements featuring the heroes he knows would be showing up all over America. Because this is America. Somehow. Was it someone's quirk? What happened-- Agh, he hates this.

Especially because, at some point, Bakugou has been hunted down and dragged off by people who say they're officials in this city. And while he doesn't trust that they are - seriously, how sketchy is this? - it's not like he has much of a choice, considering the weirdness that's happened to him. Besides, he's pretty sure he can take these nerds in a fight.

So after being given his new documents and a room key, after checking out his new living situation and informing the poor Zodiac worker what a cheap piece of shit it is, Bakugou is in the lobby of his new apartment building, looking over the various paperwork he's been given. It's a hell of a lot comfier out here than on the shitty chair he was given in his place.

It's all normal stuff - information about the city, about the app, about Zodiac, about what's expected of him while staying in the apartments - until he gets to one specific little packet. A packet that informs him that, as a minor of high-school age, he's expected to attend a completely normal public school with no sense of renown what-so-ever... and, well. That's just completely unacceptable.

He's going to hunt down the nearest person to him to shove the paper in their face angrily.] What the hell does it mean I have to go to a normal school??? [Just. Shaking the paper in their face.] How do I get out of this crap? Talk.

2. Around Town
[For the next few days, Bakugou can be found wandering the city. He's getting his bearings, checking things out, watching this strange, mostly-quirkless society and getting used to how it functions. He can see the divide between the "spiritual" side of things and the normal and it's... weird. Unsettling. Different.

He's not used to a world with so many damn extras.

a. You might find him on the streets of more residential areas at night, hands in the pocket of his sweatshirt and he stares, confused, at the goddamn magical alicorns being chased away from people's trash cans like they're just a pack of raccoons.

He, quite honestly, is looking at this entire scene like he's stuck in a loading gif. He's baffled by all this magical bullshit.] The hell is-- ... that has to be someone screwing with me.

b. Or perhaps you've found him at the edge of the bay, squinting down at the fortress under the water in absolute disbelief. Here, he has to catch the attention of the nearest passerby, moving to grab them by the arm and force them to look down below the water, pointing and demanding an answer.]

You see that, right? Why is there a fortress at the bottom of the bay?

c. [Or maybe you've found him wandering the Midtown market, investigating the various foods for sale there, demanding answers on what anything he doesn't recognize is before making gruff and annoyed purchases. For some reason, every place of business he goes to seems to make him angrier and angrier, until he's stomping through the shopping center grinding his teeth and snapping at anyone who happens to get in his way.

He might... need an intervention... before he causes an entire evacuation because he got so overwhelmed he exploded.

d. But perhaps you're one of the unlucky - or perhaps lucky? depends on where you land on the violence spectrum - few that find him near the edge of the spirit barrier, deep in the nature of Kami state park. The sounds of explosions can be followed relatively easily from the main paths, until the source of them flickers through the tree line.

There, you can find Bakugou right at the end of some sort of combat, grinning like a madman and breathing heavily, scraped and scuffed but not slowed down by it at all. Across from him the ground is scorched and a little torn up, as if multiple bombs had gone off in the vicinity. In fact, although his hands seem to be a little red and raw, there's a crackle coming from his palms, little sparks of light popping in the air a few inches out from them, the smell of sweet smoke in the air.

His eyes snap to the newcomer to the clearing he's been getting his stress out in, and that grin turns almost bloodthirsty in intensity.] What the hell do you want, huh? You next or somethin'?

[It's clear this feral child is nowhere near done working out his frustration.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[Flins was just on his way back to his island lighthouse, the boat nestled right off the docks, within walking distance of the elevator that leads to Meropide. In fact, he'd just come from there to deliver his Mid February Report.

There he was, minding his own business, when--

Yoink. His arm is grabbed. He is pulled a little too easily for a man his size. He peers over Bakugou's head as they stare down at the water collectively, fingers to his chin in thought.]

Mm.

Where else are they going to put it?

[He says this like Bakugou just asked why there was cereal in the pantry.]

[Oh, great, he managed to reach out and grab a crazy person.

That's the thought in Bakugou's head as he stands there watching this guy ponder the sight of a giant underwater building with growing irritation. Seriously, every millisecond of thought is raising his blood pressure higher and higher and--

You can almost hear the snap in his patience at that answer. (it's been like five seconds at most) At the perfect answer to combine two of his least favorite personality traits in the goddamn world. Thinking and being too damn calm.]

Put it?? The issue isn't where they put it, it's the fact that it's a giant building under the GODDAMN WATER!

[Run while you can Flins, this boy isn't worth the hearing loss.]

[Bakugou's mental crashout is received to a slow turn of the man's head. It was as if the rising anger and the metaphorical steam emitting from his cranium went unnoticed. Maybe it did.

That is, until he smiles at him, and with no hesitation:]

My goodness, how the world has changed. They truly make children so loud these days.

[But far be it from him to stop himself from trying to answer Bakugou's question.]

Perhaps it was above water to start, as an illustrious fortress. Towers piercing the sky, brass architecture glistening in the sun. And then, one fateful night, violent earthquakes shook the land, a storm raged, and floods ravaged its walls, causing it to sink into the very harbor. Sinking to the bottom as if it were a mere seashell lost to the waves.

Sometimes you can still hear the voices of the people who live down there, chattering away about their daily lives.

[You literally can. There are people living there.]

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