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Post by Raikan Nekozawa on Oct 4, 2019 23:47:28 GMT -5
"HELL YEAH!" Raikan had gotten accepted into U.A! It had been one of the few exams taken, but enough bots were destroyed to net Raikan a victory! What a relief that was to hear! And what was more, he was moved in rather quickly to boot. The jaguar boy would thank his guardian, Coach Sento, and after a heartfelt manly goodbye, he had moved in.
Hilariously. Being on the top floor was annoying for most. But Raikan carried his entire bed up the stairs to get settled into his room; of which there was a hanging sandbag, a few posters, and of course his hidden stash of shoujo manga, because even he had a case of the warm fuzzies at night. A man has to have a hobby, and punching endlessly at a bag full of sand couldn't be it.
So. After he was all moved in... he felt his stomach growl with the force of five-hundred cheetahs, as he looked downwards. Oh shit, he hadn't even eaten anything today. He would stand there for another moment, thinking it merely a joke his stomach was pulling, until he realized that he hadn't even eaten anything. So he did what any logical person would do. What was that, you might ask?
He jumped out the window.
Yes. That's right. After opening it to the spring breeze, he legitimately leapt out the window, climbing his way downwards. Because obviously, why take the stairs when one can make the classic superhero landing!? "RA-HA-HA! YEAAAAAAAAAH! TAKE THAT STAIRS!" He was laughing the entire way down, boisterous as a man ready to conquer the kitchen.
And then he landed into a bush.
The bush felt hard all of a sudden, but the jaguar boy wearing a sleeveless shirt found his way quickly to the door of the dorm, damn near kicking it open. His dirt-blonde hair adorned by twigs and leaves, and a few scratches on his face. To most, he might look like a wild child as he screamed out with the volume of a passionate animal. "LUNCH TIME!" It was late afternoon, so it might feel more like dinner, but... to him, it was time for lunch.
The only problem was... he didn't know how to cook. Thus, the search began in the fridge. Left open as he began to almost look like a raider. "Let's see... where can I get some protein... meat? What meat do they even have... or fish?" he would call out, as he pushed aside a few other items. The fridge was nicely stocked, but his focused gaze was looking for something more.
Please, someone save this poor fridge. This poor kitchen.
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Post by Tyrodin Borimir on Oct 5, 2019 0:27:04 GMT -5
"I'm finally here.."Those were the first words a goatboy uttered as his emerald eyes began surveying his current surroundings. He was uh.. a bit of a late entry into Class 1-A at U.A high. A transfer student, if you will, and from very far away, no less. This young man was Tyrodin Bormir - a young man born with a very unique Quirk under very unique circumstances. But those were details that could come a little later, yes? Right now, our focus is that he has now officially arrived at U.A High-School, his parents having approved his enrollment into living on the dormitory campus. He was dressed fairly casually, wearing his favorite shirt, pants and hoodie while toting his backpack and suitcase behind himself. He was going to bring along a few more of his belongings, but apparently, the staff had already taken the liberty of sending for them. Neat! Less things to carry! Even so, he would take his time in exploring the building, getting acquainted with the floor space of the common area before moving on to find his room. It wouldn't take very long to reach it, a door with his nameplate sitting upon its surface. He'd open up the door to find boxes with all of his belongings still stashed inside, a smile curling upon his lips as he got to work. A few hours would pass, and by then, everything was set in place. His bedroom would resemble something one might expect from young children - a lot of dark-blue and... rainbow stars. Rainbow stars as far as the eye could see. Well, rather to be more precise, a rug with yellow stars on it, the bedding, dark-blue with rainbow stars, a lamp with stars and moons upon the lampshade, and... man, this kid really liked stars and rainbows. That would most likely be the first thought to cross peoples' minds. Well, whatever their initial impressions were, at the very least, he'd have a very nice, clean room that he could call his "Home Away from Home"! That was when his stomach would suddenly let out a rumble, the goatboy looking down at his phone to find that it was now well off into the evening by the time he'd finished. "Uwaa... I didn't realize it was going to be so late by the time I was done. Hmm... I think it's about time for dinner." Thankfully, the people who helped him move in gave him a directory on where he could find everything for the common area... including a kitchen! So it was only natural for the fluffy boy to make his way over to the aforementioned kitchen. Thankfully, his room was on the first floor, that way he could reach it sooner and get cooking! It was upon arriving that he found someone already raiding the fridge Oh! A fellow classmate! And... they were making quite the mess it seemed. Oh dear... "Uhm... excuse me? A-are you looking for something in particular?"Raikan Nekozawa
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Post by Dymek on Oct 5, 2019 2:12:24 GMT -5
U.A. Academy, the school that brought about some of the best heroes known to Japan. With its tough protocol for the student base to be accepted, only gifted and talented people can get into the school itself. Some, were recommended, taken to the school with a special course to make sure that they can enter as they were stated to be. When all is said and done, they get enrolled and thrown to the classes, in order to learn and grow into proper heroes. From the lessons of old, to bring about new techniques, to one day, keep the public as safe as possible. That was U.A. Academy, trying their best to prove their best to the world. A safe world, means better life.
However, Some don't want that, some only have specific goals in mind. Some, much like our recommended feline Dymek, have only one specific goal in mind in order to bypass this hero course. Dymek was indeed recommended into the academy, for what reason... he doesn't know. That's why he's here, in order to find out who even recommended him to begin with. He doesn't like the villainous outbreak happening around the world, but at the same time... his memory is so blank, it hurts to even think on what he likes or hates. It doesn't make much sense, it was strange, it wasn't right. He needed to find out what invoked this invitation, and WHY they knew him. He knew no one here, or anywhere for that matter, it was such a strange blank slate for him. He's grown... yet knows nothing.
The trials were fine, nothing he couldn't do without worry. He got in and now, in the dorms of class 1-A, he's finally gotten used to the atmosphere of the school. It is semi-strict, yet has the loose feel that doesn't allow for an unbearable mindset. A perfect blend. Just right. His room was... bland, nothing too important, nothing too interesting. He didn't have too many belongings, he barely had any clothes. Thankfully, there were some basic necessities for him, he could survive. On the walls, there hung a strange metal mask, and a pair of scissor gloves, the blades gleaming against the setting sun. A low growl coming from below, as the feline glides a hand across his torso.
"That's right... haven't had any food since I got here. Don't know where anything is. Didn't... they say they had food stocked in the kitchen? Wait... they gave me a thing for this, where is it..?" The feline spoke, his deep tone not resembling one that like a teenager, yet it fit his attire. Long sleeve red shirt with a vein outlook like something you would see in a Sci-Fi Movie. Basic white pants and a pair of black shoes. These things were what he had... and he wore them well. His forked tail swayed from side to side, as he dug through the entry bag he was given. His ears twitch with each sound made as he rummaged the bag, his fingers getting caught up with what's inside.
After a moment, he pulled out a small handbook and opened it to the first few pages of the index to find which page he was looking for. In the meantime he was about to walk out... when suddenly there was a yell outside of his room. A scream of vigor and upbeat joy. His eye lightly twitches, hoping not to really converse with the others, but another growl from his stomach sets him off and he sighs in defeat, looking back to the handbook and flipping through the pages. The kitchen was on the first floor, which was fine for him, he lived there, in one of the first rooms in fact. So out the door he walked, closing it behind him before noticing a fluffy goat just passing by and on their way to the kitchen as well.
His instincts told him to back off... but then his hunger overcame him and he groans before forcing himself to follow a little bit behind before seeing that... there was someone already here raiding the fridge of its contents. ...This is what he was going to have to deal with, wasn't it? He secretly wanted not to be here... but he needed to be in order to find out what happened. He heard the other speak up, but he just lightly growls before blurting out;
"OI, don't leave nothing for us to eat! The hell is going on?!"
His voice rung through his throat, allowing his growl to be more pronounced and heard before it quieted itself as the feline puts a hand on his hip, watching the two other classmates of his attempt to get a food situation going. His scowl didn't have a nice face to it either, it was either because he was grumpy, or just very hungry. He could honestly eat anything at this point, he was so absorbed with coming here, doing the trail, and getting to the bottom of this, he hasn't even eaten today.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 5, 2019 21:29:04 GMT -5
 "Munch-Munch-Munch-Munch!"------------------------------------------------ Tagging: Raikan Nekozawa || Tyrodin Borimir || Dymek ------------------------------------------------ Nutrients was important...according to that damned book!
It was not so much of a text book from health sciences or anything like that! God forbid that the bunny would enter in such a field! It was that dusty tome he had looked over a hundred times. The pages smelled of a vile, bloody history that tickled the sensitive nostrils of his. His mother, a hundred times over, would tell him that it smelled way worse in a nonchalant manner that followed with laughter. What was funny about a book that smelled of blood, sweat, and tears? Bodily fluids were gross!
Speaking of sweat...
Hikari Usagiyama had worked up one earlier that day! For the umpteenth time, he had convinced himself by going a round in the gym when everyone was gone, he would be able to forget his troubles that day. After giving a few boxing punches that paled in comparison to the number of kicks that he delivered, the rabbit would work up a fierce cascading sweat. With each breath like the wind and each flow of perspiration from his forehead like rain, he would finally end the training session that day and forget nothing. This always happened! He would put in so much work and forget-
...well...he sort of did.
"Oh dear..."
The meek rabbit had taken a fresh shower just before noon had set in and the stomach rumbling would begin. He covered his stomach as if he was trying to hide a raging beast from the world. Pursed pink lips pressed tightly, but big rabbit ears could not ignore the fact that the bunny had been feeling starvation. He would trot around the dorm room of his with little ideas as his size seventeen feet would pound the floor. He would try his best to tread lightly as he remembered that he gained some complaints from the floor below seeing that he had little control over his Quirk, and then there was the nervous shuffle of his that would cause a little chain reaction with his other Quirk.
"Maybe I should." the lump he was swallowing...
"I c-could." His teeth clicking...
"Would..." they mind?
Words he answered quickly as he would waste no time looking to his door: his window! The violet bunny was never one to unlock his door, forever leaving the impression that he was always in his room. He had a thing for sneaking out to the gym and making sure no one saw him. It was perfect for remaining unseen and going unnoticed! With the usual skill and perilous idiocy, the rabbit would sprint forth and leaped through the window. His training the same as ever as he remembered the fine points of his legs and the angle to land to minimize the strain.
"Form...check! Brace...check! Bush...bush?!"
CRASH!!! RUSTLE-RUSTLE...RUSTLE?!
He forgot about the bushes outside the dorm! He always did this! "I-I swear!" The violet haired boy would cry meekly to himself, "I-I have to be the only student who lands in these bushes!" The rabbit would fight his way through vicious shrubbery, thrusting twigs, and leaves that were like a hundred tiny little paper daggers that did not relent. Swearing that every bit of the twigs were out of his feathery locks of violet hair, he would rush to the kitchen area light on his feet for the sake of keeping up speed and moving swiftly. No one needed to know he was raiding the kitchen...not to mention landing in a bush! He needed to be like a ninja!
The kitchen was much of a paradise as a gym! He would recall sneaking in once or twice, steaming and cooking some vegetables. Rarely would he be a fiend and add some dairy to them to make a milky stew or even a bunch of his favorite organics soaking in cheese as if it was sin. He would fling back the doors, an eagerness that would make his stomach roar as he would swing open the door to the kitchen as if he owned the place. His lips humming out a blissful muse, and his lids finally opening to reveal big blue eyes to see...the unspeakable?
"U-uhhh..."
He had drawn close enough to the fridge to be in plain sight. It was a wonder he had missed the group of students who were already present and huddled around the gym as if it was a slain gazelle and gutting it in the same manner with whatever they found. Hikari, awkwardly, would blink as he would look at the group reaching into his vocabulary trying to find something...anything that would make his casual entry and dance to the refrigerator seem normal.
All he could come up with was...
"Y-yeeeet?!"
A nervous squeal as he danced upon one foot as he stared blankly towards the group. Where the heck did he hear "Yeet" from anyway?!
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Post by Raikan Nekozawa on Oct 7, 2019 16:31:50 GMT -5
It seemed as if the fridge was being raided when looking at it from one direction, didn't it? But for Raikan, it was just an honest surveying gaze. He had quite the appetite, but a lot of the variety this fridge had made his stomach churn in discomfort. Sure, lettuce was fine, and rice was all good, but where was the protein? He closed that, and opened the freezer, all in the pursuit of something edi- FISH. FISH FISH FISH FISH FISHFISHFISHFISH. "FISH! RA-HA-HA!" he called out from the fridge, a sort of answer to the question of looking for something in particular. He mostly ignoring the introductions of the mousy goat, the growl feline, and the yeet bunny. He would pull out the small fish, probably the size of half his arm length, and with a boisterous, bellowing laughter, he looked to the other three. The goat, the feline, and the bunny. His blue gaze met their own, as he blinked. "Ah. Sorry. Your turns." The fridge, unfortunately, was a damn mess now thanks to Raikan's careless hands, for in his hands was the true prize! A RAW FISH! What better to eat than seafood, and seafood that looked so scrumptious! Now, came the most important part of the lunch! So. Admittedly, he would look to the goat, the feline, and the bunny, while his stomach was growling like fifty-five and a half storms, and he would ask the biggest question he ever could. His blue gaze filled with such honesty, and the biggest toothy grin he could manage. "Hey! How do you cook this?" he would hold it in front of the three, clueless. ... wait. He got a fish, and didn't know how to cook it? Was this man an idiot? Yes. Was he uneducated? Probably. But was he hungry? Absolutely. As he looked at the three, his toothy grin seemed to falter a bit; almost in embarrassment at his lack of knowledge. But he merely covered it up with a laugh. "I have no idea how to cook this! RA-HA-HA!" he would laugh again. "Oh yeah, my name is Raikan! Nice to meetcha!"Hopefully, the mousy goat, the growl feline, and the yeet bunny had some knowledge of food stuff. Despite how he ruined the fridge and a bit of the freezer, it wasn't IMPOSSIBLE to find things. Just mostly. Tyrodin Borimir , Dymek , @usagiyama |
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Post by Kato Hatsune on Oct 7, 2019 20:02:40 GMT -5
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Screaming could be heard in one of the dorms room, it belonged to the U.A. Student, Kato Hatsune, why was he screaming? He forgot, he forgot why he was screaming. After a few more minutes of screamings, Kato's started his breathing techniques. In, out, in and out. Breath, relax, chill. After almost five minutes of doing this, he calms down enough to realize he hasn't eaten yet today.
So he smashed his armored hand on the desk and yelled, "I'M FUCKING HUNGRY!" Kato yelled out at himself as he slammed his armored foot down on the floor leaving cracks in it, as he stomped his way out of his room getting Hangry, Kato exited his room while stomping angerly and hungry, down to the kitchen, hoping nobody would be there.
Kato walked down to the kitchen with a scary intensity not looking around at all while he stomps, stomps and stomps his way down until he walked into the kitchen and saw the mess, Kato stares at the fridge than at the cat man then at the goat, then at the rabbit person, then at the cat boy and suddenly Kato's entire body and face got covered in black armor, and he got into a combat stance, "Are we being attacked," Kato yelled out as he jumped on a nearby countertop and crouched down looking for any targets. "Only a savage could destroy a fridge so insidiously---THERE WE GO!!" Kato started, but before he could finish a can roll and Kato launched himself at it, and he slashed at it savagely, and he kept slashing until he got to the floor under the can and he kept going at it.
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Post by Rokumari Itokami on Oct 7, 2019 22:15:47 GMT -5
Mari watched, arms folded, as a few of the guys and girls from the other classes helped her move into her dorm. She had managed to convince them to do so without a single complaint. Cause as usual, she was that good. She wasn't proud of it but she couldn't help but manipulate people into doing her bidding. Her hopes of possibly breaking that nasty habit was part of why she was in U.A. Perhaps learning to control her powers, would teach her to control her self.
They had just about finished moving her stuff in when she heard the commotion going on in the kitchen. She honestly preferred to stay away from the commotion, but it was beyond hard to ignore as the noises got louder. She had hopes of being class president someday, and she supposed this was a good start. With a sigh, she placed her fingers to her temples. "I'm going to head to the kitchen to see what this is all about, would you guys like anything to eat?" Even as she asked the question, she maintained her stern features. She didn't mind cooking for them, hell she loved taking care of others, but she'd be damn if she showed weakness while doing it.
After two of them had requested a few sandwiches, she would make her way towards the kitchen. She would enter to find the most diverse cast of students she had ever met. This was why she was at U.A. She was curious as to what was going on, but part of her could already put two and two together, and the other part of her honestly didn't care to ask.
She sighed again. "I'm about to make some stuff for two of my frie- acquaintances, would you guys like something to eat as well. On me," she said, getting out a couple of knives. She went over to a few of provided aprons in the closet and slipped one on over her green sundress, which she wore with some sandals.
She studied them each individually, pondering how they could all be resourceful to her.
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Post by Tyrodin Borimir on Oct 7, 2019 23:08:05 GMT -5
The things that came afterward soon after was unexpected to say the least. The raising of someone's voice in a rather angry fashion made the goat boy made him jolt slightly in surprise, turning to a find a rather angry looking cat man behind him. And almost as if on cue, came a small bunny... boy? Girl? It was honestly rather hard to tell, given the uh... childish appearance they had. Oh boy. A bit of a group was forming really quickly. Well, that was fine. If everyone was here for food, then maybe he could cook something up for all of them? Maybe. Well... that was his initial thought until he saw the boisterous man holding a raw fish in his hands. The bright cheeriness that Tyrodin usually held gradually became thought of annoyance and scorn, those emerald-green eyes shifting to a deep ruby-red. For those who knew the goat boy, they would know that he was very passionate as an aspiring chef. This was not limited to simply learning and cooking recipes, but also branched out to protocol. And right now, this larger cat man was violating the most basic one of all: You never touch food with unwashed hands. Tyrodin was about to step forward and say something... until the sound of a grating screaming met his ears, and his eyes fell upon a very loud, annoying man behaving in a very feral manner. He was very tall, and looked intimidating... but no amount of natural intimidation factor could stop Tyrodin from feeling the anger and frustration that was welling up inside of him. Matters only became worse as the same feral person made a rabid pounce for a can rolling away, and proceeding to make more of a mess than the one at the fridge already had. He could not in his good chef's conscience stand for this. The goat boy quickly began stomping his way over towards the back of the kitchen, opening up a drawer and taking out one of the ladles inside. And without so much as a second's more hesitation... THWACK!! THWACK!!...Wacked both the feral man and the boisterous man upside the head, leaving sizable lumps upon them. "OI! What the heck is wrong with you two?! Have you no respect for the sanctity of the domain that is the kitchen?? Are you beasts or are you men?! You've both violated the most sacred rule of the kitchen, and that is NO TOUCHING FOOD WITHOUT WASHING YOUR HANDS! Germs are the most dangerous enemy of the kitchen!!There was visible steam billowing out from the goat boy's nose as he was visibly shaking with legitimate anger. As a passionate cook of any degree, Tyrodin was establishing here and now that he would absolutely NOT stand for such things to transpire within the kitchen! Not while he was around! And if anyone had a problem with that, he certainly had no problem twirling that ladle expertly in hand, waiting for someone to back-sass him on the laws of the kitchen. Raikan Nekozawa Dymek @usagiyama Kato Hatsune Rokumari Itokami |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 8, 2019 0:38:32 GMT -5
Great! Just great! He had went against his instincts to stay to himself and he ended up in the most awkward of situations.
The rabbit was watching what was probably about to be the most grumesome murder in history. Or defiling of a corpse? Perhaps the latter since the fish was not alive at all. It was just the sight of the small thing not standing a chance in the grasp of the stu-..cat stranger? It was not proper to say he was a student since Hikari had not even met anyone of the class, and with reason. This...was not one of them, but he was added it to the checklist.
Wait. Where was he? Oh yeah! The trauma!
The fish had vanished leaving only the young feral cat to introduce himself...after asking if any of them could cook that is. Hikari, who was watching, could only jump up in slight shock as he was not sure what to say. After all, he was okay with cooking, but he did not exactly favor meats! He adored his vegetables first and foremost, he was one for the greenery! To know how to cook fi-
Okay, so yeah, he knew how to cook that stuff.
“W-well...y-yes...a-and nice to meet y-”
"I'M FUCKING HUNGRY!"
“Nyaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!”
A sudden shock that caused the rabbit to suddenly leap up in distress. Whether the sound came from feet or yards away, the rabbit’s sensitive ears could hear it as if it was only a few inches away. The rabbit would quickly leap upward from shock as he would place his feet upon the counter. It would land somewhere near a cutting board and the edge of a sink as he would try to bring his large feet to a sudden balance. With the way his body was positioned, he desperately would have to get on all fours as his hands would touch down and his hind was in the air which was his neutral position readying for fight or flight. His leg trembled, and it was obvious from the cotton white jogging pants he wore along with his t-shirt.
“S-something’s coming!”
He would chime, no sooner that the barking loud individual came in crying aloud and raiding the fridge along with the rest of the students. His sapphire eyes would keep staring at the individual along with the other students. He was too distracted to notice that another student was grabbing a ladle and another entered the kitchen to see the shenanigans. The rabbit was busy with his bushy tail up in the air and still trembling with fear and wondering to himself if these were actually “students” and if this was even “normal” for that matter.
“These people are crazy!”
The only calm voice, which was still strange among other things, was the other student that would come into the kitchen and announce that she was going to cook. To Hikari, that would have been of comfort had he not noticed that she was being so casual about this, even while another figure was attempting to bash heads in with the cooking ware. The violet haired boy would look to the young woman.
“N-No thank you!” Wait...he was hungry, right?
“I-I mean-” His ears would catch the sound of the screaming of the goat.
“...M-Maybe?” He seemed to be speaking to no one in general now.
Hikari still stood on the counter, his face an awkward and weary smile as he was trapped between hunger and fear. It was obvious he was not sure what he wanted anymore as he stood on the kitchen counter on all fours, shaking in terror.
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Post by Dymek on Oct 8, 2019 1:30:00 GMT -5
A Hand would drift upward, as the angry feline in question was rubbing the bridge of his nose as he was trying to process this situation before him. As he was trying to, a new face came in in the form of a... bunny... person. He had to do a double take and look at the individual in question, before waving gently toward them. But at the same time, there was the question from the fridge raider about how to cook the fish and his ear turns toward the question, followed shortly by his head. There were already so many noises that it was getting hard for him to concentrate on what's going on. He took a breath before trying to focus on one thing at a time, but before he could even try, suddenly a NEW voice joins. A screaming voice rang through his ears, causing him to flinch slightly and cover one of his furry ears, he looked back to see a on edge guy, that seems to be getting more than his fill of energy. Though before he could even invoke a threat to stop his nonsense, his ears caught the phrase of 'being attacked', which... sounded almost idiotic to him. Why would they suddenly be attacked on a day like this? Everything was just getting started tomorrow, why would there be anything going on today? Just as soon as he tried to speak, the boy was gone and out of sight, climbing ontop of the counters before snapping to... a rolling can as he started tearing through the FLOOR just to get it! Just when he thought it was going to be over, YET ANOTHER person walks into the kitchen like everything was just fine! Making her way toward the counter and simply asking about making something for the lot of them. Dymek managed to catch their trip of words and hear something about 'friends' but seemingly keeping it a secret. he just.. shook his head as he was trying to comprehend the situation even further, but then, as he was getting there, he saw the goat boy grab a ladle from the kitchen and... THWACK! THWACK!
The feline had to keep himself in check from bursting out from laughter at the scene before him. It wasn't every day that you manage to see someone get beat for the right reason. Though as the chef made his statement toward the two trouble makers, he turned his attention toward the bunny that... was on the countertop now. He furrowed his brow about why they were there, or even if they were hungry like the rest of the group was. But now things were starting to quiet down and he was able to get a word in. He puts a hand to his neck and took a breath.
"Oh my god... this is actually going to give me a migraine at some point. If everyone's actually done being idiots or standing up for their passion." The feline let out a breath as a gust of wind swirled around his arms, a drift of smoke like vapor snaked its way toward the outer reaches of the kitchen, grey hands taking out various needs for cooking, like spices, herbs, including a few pans. As everything was setting into place, the feline in question shook his head, walked toward the end of the kitchen island, leaning on it with his arms as the smoke like arms went back to Dymek, the vapor vanishing through an open vent nearby.
"Wouldn't mind a decent meal after moving in today. Whatever you're making I'm sure I can eat it, thanks in advance." He glances over to the two that just got whacked on the heaad. "As long as it's... away from those two, I'm good." His groan was one from exhaustion, as the feline rubbed his own head, trying to soothe the oncoming headache he was getting from everything suddenly appearing out of nowhere.
He looked up again to see the faces around, studying each of them carefully. Such a diverse cast of different personalities... Being a part of the same class as them wasn't going to be fun for him... but he'll have to endure. Something about this class was... special. Though he just chuckled to himself, a quiet thought of a laugh, as he's no different. His forked tail swayed from side to side, watching what was to happen next.
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Post by Raikan Nekozawa on Oct 11, 2019 23:54:34 GMT -5
This was starting to become a crowd. Not in the good way, either. Raikan's gaze looked at the... he didn't even know what the heck it was. Something entered in, and acted in such a feral way that had Raikan staring. What the heck was even going on? And now, there was some girl trying to cook for them! Oh great, that meant he could- THWACK!"OW!" Raikan rubbed onto his head, only to see the face of anger stare him down. The half-feline looked to the others, and then down at himself. His ears would droop down, as he looked over the goat boy with a slight blush on his face from pure embarrassment. He should have known better! Dammit! This was most unbecoming of him! How uncool of the soon to be Jaguarman, hero of legend! To have his first legend at U.A. spoken of being a slob in the kitchen! He felt bad now, that he must have ruined the sanctity of the fish. All the while the yeet bunny changed to a rather meek bunny, and the angry feline seemed to be a little more helpful. But regardless, he felt that the only person who was to blame was him; not even the more angry person who came in early with a very audible need for food. He looked to the goat boy. "Ra... ha... ha... I'm sorry." He felt sweat drip down his face, the kind that came from sheer embarassment. Hindsight was 20/20, and at least he could try and apologize getting on the right foot, as he did the only sensible thing from that point forward. He moved to a pantry nearby, got out a plate to set the fish down on. And proceeded to move right to the sink. And with soap, he began to rinse and soap off his hands, making sure to scrub. His ears were still drooped down quite a bit, but he didn't want to cause anyone to get ruby red eyes at him, let alone making that screeching sound. That was clearly his fault for acting like a hungry man. After he was finished, he looked to the two who knew proper sanctity and respect for the kitchen, and gave the biggest grin to the soft-spoken girl, and much more prominently, the chef goat boy. "So. Now that my hands are clean, can I help with cooking?" He looked excited again. As if the lesson had bettered him for later. Ah. Maybe Raikan was a big dumb. But a big dumb who could learn! Tyrodin Borimir , Dymek , @usagiyama , Kato Hatsune , Rokumari Itokami |
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Post by Tyrodin Borimir on Oct 12, 2019 0:28:59 GMT -5
The look of anger upon Tyrodin's face slowly subsided as the feline male before him apologized for his behavior. And with the way those ears drooped and the tone of embarrassment in his voice rang out, the goat boy couldn't possibly hold onto that anger for very long. After all, he wasn't exactly exempt from having committed such things himself when he was younger. Then again, he was always a bit of a mama's boy growing up, so that only made things that much more evidently different between the two of them. "N-no... I'm sorry for flying off the handle like that. I'm just really passionate when it comes to cooking." Not that that was any excuse to get as angry as he did, but at least it would explain his outburst. Shades of red faded back to the emerald-green as the goatboy set the ladle upon the counter while making his way over to the sink. He was surprised to find that the kitchen was already equipped with soap tailored to those with more animal-like features, meaning cleanliness for himself would be much easier than having to go out and try to purchase such soap before curfew. Once his paws were satisfactorily cleaned and dried, he gave a soft smile to the jaguar man and said, "Absolutely! I wouldn't mind a helping hand or two. Come to think of it..." He trailed off as those green eyes fell upon the long-haired girl who carried herself with an air of dignity and grace, who was already donning an apron. "Oh? Do you also like to cook? In that case, maybe we can whip something up together?" he said with a tone of excitement in his voice, which only seemed to be accentuated by the wagging of his fluffy little tail. Those large, floppy goat ears perked ever-so-slightly at the sound of the feline who had seated himself, the guy stating that he was okay with eating whatever they would wind up making. Well, for one thing, this tall, blonde jaguar had already pulled out a fish, so naturally in Tyrodin's mind they may as well make a fish-based dish. But the question was "what should they make"? And it sort of depended on the ingredients that were available as well as what kind of fish the guy had pulled out. The goat boy had already memorized all sorts of recipes, but... it also depended on what everyone else was feeling like. But at the very least for those who cared for meat of any kind, his aspiring chef eyes could see that they were dealing with a Tai(Sea Bream) fish. Already there were a lot of options in the goat's head. "Hmm... well, we have a fish here, obviously. But... what is everyone else feeling like?" he inquired, mainly addressing... well, everyone else. The sooner he had a proper idea of what everyone liked, the more accurately he could provide proper meals for them all. Looking at the bunny person, he could probably assume they would prefer something more geared towards fruits and vegetables. But then again, you never really know until you get a proper answer. Tags: Raikan Nekozawa Dymek @usagiyama Kato Hatsune Rokumari Itokami |
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Post by Kato Hatsune on Oct 12, 2019 9:52:59 GMT -5
Kato was too preoccupied savagely attacking his can of whatever to notice everybody's comments, from the other cat boy's complaining, the rabbit person shrieking, the entry of the other girl, the only that caught his attention was when he heard steps making his way and suddenly -
THWACK!! THWACK!!
Kato stopped what he was doing and was now glaring at the goat boy with an intensely scary expression. When he saw the tool that feebly whacked him Kato couldn't help but let out a low growl and click his claws on the ground in an overly intimidating manner, and it was when everybody started apologizing Kato realized nothing was wrong, everything was okay, everything was fine, he acted out for no reason.
Kato got out of his combat stance and stared at everybody. One by one, one after another. Kato's expression changed, and he looked confused by what to do now. Kato clicked his claws together, "I was all fired up for a fight," Kato said in a low, almost disappointed voice. Kato then looked around once more, "I forgot why I came in here, why am I here again," Kato asked the others as he looked quizzically at everybody.
When the goat was rambling about something or another, Kato picked up on his final sentence asking what they are feeling, Kato looked confused at him by this, "What am I feeling?! I'M FEELING ANGRY AND ANNOYED AT A LACK OF A FIGHT! THAT'S WHAT I'M FEELING! BUT WHAT DO MY FEELINGS HAVE TO DO WITH ANYTHING RIGHT NOW!??" Kato roared at the goat boy, Kato was calm for too long, he was now back to being pissed off. |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 14, 2019 23:36:18 GMT -5
Why was there such noise and violence in a kitchen?!
Hikari had heard of this in some cultures! The kitchen was a place for cooking and a dinner table was a place for eating. There were some places where they both would incite a lot of emotions and dissonance with friends and family due to identity. His eye would twitch as he tried to recall what this phenomenon was when it came to the hints that he was picking up on. This had to be...Thanksgiving? This was Thanksgiving, right? His eyes would look to the students, scanning them, to see if any of them was not traditional Japanese which would explain this strangeness.
Observation fell on deaf ears: perhaps they were just strange like that?
There was a change in demeanor in most of them. The moment the goat would dole out some sort of culinary justice, the rabbit would calm down after tensing up from seeing the double delivery of strikes with the kitchen utensils. As the cat would calm down, cooperative and mellow, he would approach Hikari's general direction which caused the rabbit some distress, thinking he had attracted someone's attention. His sapphire orbs would be careful as he would breath a gasp and suddenly shuffle his feet....on the counter...
TICK-TICK-TICK-TICK!!!
Light he was when moving along the counter on his nails and nose of his large shoe. His eyes had were gazing upon the form of the cat who had a pleasant grin to look at. It was somewhat calming, if not the fact that Hikari could not read minds which put him at ease. He had, fortunately, calmed himself enough to be able to read the situation. The cat-man seemed to be washing his hands as requested of him. The goat had finally calmed down and seemed to be tamed enough to offer kindly to cook.
"Everyone seems to just be hungry," a weary smile coming across the rabbit's face, "It is only natural to be a bit irrational...r-right?" The rabbit would observe his own hypocrisy as his eyes had fallen upon his own form that was on the counter.
"I-I-I...guess I am no different..."
Flushed red cheeks would convey his shame. Obviously, he realized just what he was doing as he meekly and slowly begun to back off the counter top and stand on the floor once again. His big fluffy tail had reached hitting some of the pots and pans making them play a melody like a horrid sounding wind chime. Shyly he began to lower his body to the floor and hide his face just beneath the counter top like a child who was scolded, but his ears made him apparent that he was still there. They were twitching about and listening to the many voices.
Not the least the yelling, metallic student whose voice as loud as his footsteps.
Although the student may had sounded irrational, Hikari actually believed that the boy was at least being rational than most. He had read a number of psychology books, mostly criminal, but the basics would remind the bunny of this phenomenon. "E-excuse me," the bunny meekly slide his hands along the counter. His crouching form moving as if he was in a battle field just to get close to the yelling student, "B-but...I-I believe he phrased his meaning...umm...differently," his words chosen carefully as he feared being hit by some pot or pan unlike the others, "H-he means...is there...umm...something you prefer eating right now? L-like...myself, I tend to eat many vegetables, the garnish, or stews. Meat...is not my...preference."
The bunny exclaimed with a kindly smile. The thought of having some kind of vegetable broth at the moment was pleasing!~ ------------------------------------------------
"Bunny goes Munch-Munch!~"
::Coded Dialogue::
Hikari Usagi
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