[OPEN] deep inside me, I'm fading to black, I'm fading

[toshinorinori]

WHO: ALL MIGHT & YOU ??
WHERE: Heropa, Porter cities, anywhere
WHEN: This month !!
WHAT: A good ol open intro log for all your purposes! Prompts under cut! lmk if you want a specific prompt!
WARNINGS: Description of blood, injuries



Heropa, post port-in, cw blood, injuries

[ He stands on the edge of the street in the neighbourhood of government housing, his bright superhero costume hanging limply off his too-thin form, sleeves ripped and torn, face covered in blood, one arm dangling, broken.. He's had a very long day, and he knows he should go inside #003, his new assigned housing, but for a moment the shock of the fight he just finished combined with immediately being teleported to another world hits him.

Too tired to move, unwilling to show weakness and sit down, he wavers on the sidewalk, frozen in place. Possibly a strange first impression for anyone who comes along. ]

Porter Cities, later

[ Soon after, Toshinori realizes just how out-of-water he is. It's been a while since the last time he was stateside, and even then this isn't the same America he was familiar with. With his shock of blond hair and all seven feet of height, and what plain clothes he's managed to scramble up by now, he wanders the cities, familiarizing himself with this new world.

In Heropa he stands outside a store selling import merchandise, particularly of the more heroic ones, and lets a small breath out through his nose. ]

At least this is familiar.

[ In De Chima and Nonah he finds himself surrounded by people who ping him for an imPort and are drawn to the fresh meat like sharks smelling blood on the water. Toshinori, used to press but not when he looks like this, smiles, gives them thumbs up and waves and selfies and tries to walk very fast away to escape.

In Maurtia Falls he steps into the middle of two drunken men who are about five seconds away from a fight. He... shouldn't, really, and he doesn't transform. This is probably a bad decision. ]

Hold on, now!

[ Who knows how this is going to go. ]

WILDCARD/TELEPORTATION

(( All Might has the power "I AM HERE" which teleports him to someone's location if they verbally ask for help or assistance! Feel free to write your own prompt! Deets & permission post here!))

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Maurtia Falls; Later

[killtime]

[ Andy is wearing a costume of a different kind: A police officer's blues. Smartly pressed and neat — thanks to her partner, because Andy herself is a hot mess of unique quality, and the police work only suits her for two reasons: First, because she's accustomed to the gun-toting, and secondly, because her best friend and confidante is the aforementioned partner. The second her shift is over, she's off the clock hard, back to being the disaster-in-human form that seven thousand years of pseudo-immortality has shaped her into.

She's on her way home from the station, smoking her evening cigarette and minding her own business when she spots the commotion up ahead. Shit. She really should just cross the street and keep walking. It's not her way to get involved, but... Those two assholes look properly drunk. And the guy trying to break it all up? Yeah, she feels like she could break him in half by looking at him too hard.

Ah. Fuck it. ]

Hey. Hey! [ Even drunk, she hopes the pair of troublemakers recognize a cop when they seen one. ] You really gonna make me drag you to the station when I'm off-duty? How about you fuck off so we can all go home?

[toshinorinori]

[ Toshinori starts at both the unexpected intrusion and the unexpected attitude.

One of the two drunk belligerent bros rounds on her, "Who asked you?". The other goes "idiot, she's a fucking cop, shut the fuck up!" ]

Good evening, officer! I'm sure these two will go their own ways now.

[ There's a certainty in his voice that isn't optimism, and it's not quite a threat either - it's more like an inherent confidence in this strange cop's ability to resolve this situation. ]

[killtime]

[ She seems almost a little caught off-guard by that tone that she's greeted with — not by the two drunks, because that reaction is pretty fucking standard — but the other guy. It shows on her face, muted and fleeting. After a beat, she glances away, turning towards Bro #1 and Bro #2 with an unamused expression. ]

Walk it off, morons. [ Her voice doesn't leave much room for argument. With the full expectation that these men will go on their merry way and leave the remaining parties in peace, she glances back at Toshinori. ] And you? You need a safer hobby than confronting aggressive drunks.

FOR IZUKU

[toshinorinori]

[ Continuing from this thread ]

The "Justice League"...? [ Doesn't ring a bell, but he can use context clues. ] Ah, some sort of hero team?

[ His smile wavers, though. Back home. Back home he -- well. On the subject of Bakugo, at least, there's good news. ]

Young Bakugo is safe and sound. There's no need to worry.

[ He's of course, thinking quite literally. And that does remind him that he needs to tell Midoriya off for that whole stunt, but circumstances have changed. Telling him off five months (from the boy's perspective), in a different universe where everything's topsy turvy including time? Not the right time for a lecture. ]

[nextsymbol]

Yeah. Without UA here, I figured it was the next best thing, to seek out something like an internship so I could get more experience before trying to strike out on my own.

[see, he's not (completely) irresponsible!!!

The news about Bakugo is a relief, though. He's a little embarrassed about asking, even though he knows it won't get back to the other teen--but the not knowing has been eating at him for awhile.]

I'm glad. He was here for awhile, but then he disappeared. Everyone says that just happens around here, but...

[Well, they both know what Bakugo is like. And it wouldn't have been the first time he got captured by villains.]

[toshinorinori]

[ He nods. He approves. ] Even here, you strive.

[ And has apparently grown without him. He wishes he could have been here to help guide him. Well. He's here now. Time to make up for lost time.

The news about Bakugo is surprising, though, and it shows on his face. ]

He was here?

[ That's information he immediately starts processing. ]

If he had disappeared in the past few months, it would've been noticed. [ Especially recently. ] There must be no evidence of any disappearance back at home.

DAD MIGHT & STUDENTS

[toshinorinori]

[ It's been a bit since his arrival, long enough for him to have met Midoriya and confirmed that he was in town. But not quite long enough for him to have more than just a change of clothes - he hasn't earned enough yet to get more, and after an incident in which coffee was spilled all over his clothes, the only thing he has to wear is his costume. And now he has to run an errand because they're out of laundry detergent. He's walking down the street in the Heropa import residences neighbourhood, when he passes by a certain house. ]

[recommendations]

[ Momo is just leaving her house, pulling a pair of headphones out of her ponytail hammerspace to go for a jog, when she pauses, spotting a familiar costume on an unfamiliar man walking by. ]

A-All Might...?

[ Or is this somehow a fan of his, wearing cosplay based on one of Midoriya's descriptions? That's a bit unlikely, she thinks, but she really doesn't recognize this skeletal figure. ]

[nextsymbol]

[As it happens, Izuku's on his way back home just as this fateful encounter occurs. He beams as he jogs up to his classmate, looking....not at all as uncertain as she does, ha ha wHOOPS. He's just assuming she's surprised to see him, and not, you know, alarmed at the general State Of All Might here.]

Yeah! He ported in earlier! Didn't I text you...?

[ah, maybe he was so excited that he forgot `_`]

heropa HERE I AM wait that sounds familiar

[h2no]

[definitely a weird first impression-- archie's route home takes him through some of the suburbs. he almost missed all might, having considered taking a different route home. nope! had to take the normal route! had to walk the normal way. haaaad to walk into the giant... assortment of twigs.]

Fucking-- shit! [he yelps, dumping the bag of groceries he'd grabbed on the ground, nary a care, and running over the road.] Yo, hey!

[he waves a hand in front of toshinori's face. is this what cat tonic is? no, that's not it. shit. why isn't his superpower knowing everything?]

Are you even conscious, ya big bastard?

yes good !!

[toshinorinori]

[ All Might's not exactly fond of being caught like this, but there's little to be done. He looks down at Archie, blinking. He holds up a hand. ]

Ah! Yes, I'll be fine.

[ Well, that's not really the truth, though, is it. ]

Would you happen to know the number of the nearest hospital...?

[h2no]

Bullshit! I don't wanna hear that right now! [even if it's likely something all might is telling himself, too. archie knows how this goes, he pats himself down for his comm.] I can call 'em.

[okay-- okay, he calms down after a moment. he's not great at this, still, but figures if he's on aegis now he should at least be calm.]

Shit, I shouldn't be so abrasive. Sorry. You're an imPort, right? [there's not a lot of seven foot tall people around, especially not ones in what looks like the sort of thing a comic hero would wear. ill fitting or not.] It'll probably take them a little while to get here. I can--

[he holds his hand up, patented pastel rainbows.]

--Heal. Sorta. Like-- act as a painkiller, if anything. It's pretty much my thing? This and the shark.

heropa #003 !!! for fortunato or any other housemates !!

[toshinorinori]

[ By the time All Might finally gets inside his assigned house, he's cleaned up his act a little and gotten some help so he's a bit less beaten up. He's still wearing the ragged superhero costume, though, since that's currently the beginning and end of everything he owns, aside from the communicator.

He desperately needs some sleep but doesn't know exactly where his bedroom is, so he explores the house a little, looking quite dead on his feet, peering cautiously around doorframes until he sees someone. ]

Excuse me --!

[prayercycles]

[ Ohhhhh, well, that nearly makes him jump out of his skin. All Might's caught Fortunato at an odd time; he's not completely blind, but he's close, and he's been sitting on his bed listening to an audio version of one of his school books.

And now there's the blurry figure of a very tall person in his doorway. Who definitely isn't Chloe or Ryūji. In the house he lives in. It takes him a moment to take a deep breath, to realize it is early in the month...and suddenly gaining or losing a housemate wouldn't be unheard of. ]

Who- who are you?

[ He doesn't mean to sound petrified, but even though he's caught his breath, he still does, somewhat. ]

[toshinorinori]

Oh! I'm A-- [ He blinks a couple of seconds, realizing he's still in his costume but not nearly as muscular as he was before. And if he's living here now, than he should be here as a person, not a hero. ] -- I'm Toshinori Yagi. I was assigned to this house. [ He knows he's in America now, so he refrains from bowing and instead gives a small, awkward wave. ] It's good to meet you.

[ Poor guy looks like he's seen a ghost. His tone gets apologetic. ] Sorry for startling you.

Nonah; Later

[forgeabettertomorrow]

[Darin wasn't used to seeing crowds gather in his hometown. Usually when that happened, there was some kind of trouble. But this crowd seemed downright excited.]

[Unable to resist the urge to see what was going on, Darin makes his way over to the crowd as it struggles to part...]

[Giving Darin a glimpse of an almost sickly looking man trying to pass through.]

Hey now! Hey! Come on, let the guy pass through!

[Darin muscles his way through the crowd, using his stocky frame to clear the way a bit.]

Come on, friend. Wanna get out of the public eye for a bit? I know a place.

[toshinorinori]

[ Toshinori has never met this guy before in his life but he recognizes a life preserver when he's tossed one. He smiles and gives a thumbs up. ]

Of course, after you! Thank you very much.

[forgeabettertomorrow]

No prob, come on. We'll avoid the main roads.

[Darin quickly heads down an alley, which opens up into one of the back roads. It's not more than ten minutes before they hit the industrial district.]

Sorry for making this so roundabout. From the size of those crowds, I figured we should stick to side roads. We're almost to my forge. I've got refreshments and the like there so you can rest up for as long as you need.

I'm Darin, by the way. Darin Altway, Master Blacksmith. Nice t'meet ya!

cities, de chima, GENTLY... STEAMROLLS IN...

[dragony]

There you are. I've been looking everywhere for you, where have you been?

[ The voice is a sharp arrow of command that cuts through the cacophony of questions, the din quieting, murmuring, and redirecting. The source is — well, she's a strange-looking girl: she's a solid two feet shorter than Toshinori, pale green hair sitting in twisted buns and a shock of red fabric covering one of her eyes looks eerily like a live wound from a distance. Japanese, maybe, from the look of the rest of her features, but her accent carries more of a European lilt.

He has likely never seen her before, nor heard her voice, and definitely wasn't meeting her anywhere. Still, she strides forward with confidence enough that his mob scatters out of her path, even though she's... definitely shorter than most of them, too.

Sometimes... heroes are short goth-looking antisocial empaths that can feel your discomfort from three blocks away...

The girl reaches to grab his hand as if she does this all the time, but the expression that crosses her face is questioning: Is this okay? Are you okay? ]

Come on, we're already late.

[ Because if he doesn't protest, she's just gonna... physically haul his awkward ass to the nearest cafe or bistro or restaurant to throw off the spotlight. ]

hay gurl hay

[toshinorinori]

[ Toshinori starts, but doesn't protest. He recognizes the con -- sorry, assistance for what it is. The girl's initial appearance may have been alarming, to say the least, but she clearly knows what she's doing. He lets her grab his hand and lead the way, taking his hand. ]

Sorry! I lost track of time, I didn't mean to keep you waiting.

[ He hopes, and assumes, she's not some villain trying to isolate him. For starters, nobody knows who he is here and even if they did they'd have no reason to target him. For another, he's sort of trusting her instinctively. But that doesn't mean the thought doesn't cross his mind. ]

haaaayyy

[dragony]

[ For a third, it would be an extremely poor strategy for a villain to abduct a guy from the middle of a group of paparazzo and expect nobody to put two-and-two together once he disappears.

At any rate, the gambit does appear to pay off. Sure, there's definitely some pictures (and confused theorizing) on bwitter later on, but that's a problem for... well, not for Ruka, who has never paid attention to her public perception, but who knows, maybe it will be a problem for this guy later.

Oh well.

In the end she wheels them in to a small Thai restaurant — it's got the look of acceptably muted lighting and the windows have curtains, and within only a minute or two of grabbing him off the street they're seated, with menus, and tall glasses of ice water, and a few minutes to look over their options.

It's only when their server leaves that Ruka finally drops character, laying her menu flat and folding her gloved hands on the table, expression open. ]

Sorry for the rough treatment, sir. You looked pretty overwhelmed out there, and... people like that don't tend to leave new imPorts alone.

Are you okay?

Maurtia Falls

[revolutionrocks]

[It's possible that any altercations with drunken men might be temporarily suspended with the sudden appearance of an eight-foot-tall rock guy leading what appears to be a small army of roombas. He's shouting various battle cries- ]

Hey, stop it!

Paper sucks!

Spaghetti again?

[...none of which really make too much sense given the context. The roombas don't seem to be bothered by that however, following along and whirring in a revolutionary fashion.]

sorry for the delay o/

[toshinorinori]

[ The drunken guys, and Toshinori for that matter, stop in their tracks at the sudden arrivals. For his part, Toshinori doesn't blink at Korg's appearance - he just assumes Korg's a human with a rock-based quirk. What does draw his attention are the weird little support items and what Korg is shouting. ]

...Spaghetti?

[ The drunks stumble back. "What's your deal, man?" "Get those things away from me! ]

WILDCARD | DE CHIMA | I AM HERE

[topmeup]

[Promotional dates are usually pretty fun Max. Some of the stuff is silly, but he rolls with it. Today's happens to be even better than normal, as he's getting to take part in an animal shelter adoption event. ADOPT-TO-THE-MAX is a corny as hell name, but at least the kids seem to be enjoying it, especially when they have to keep some distance and only a couple are allowed near the animals at a time.

But when wrangling puppies and entertaining children, thing happen. Things like a loud noise coming out of the nearby novelty shop that startles a puppy into peeing right in his arms. Max doesn't drop the little lab mix, but he does hold the animal away from him as quickly as possible to salvage what he can of his clothes. The kids are squealing, whether from disgust or laughter, or both, who knows, but Max just laughs it off. He's got to maintain some dignity here somehow.]

Hey I could use a little help here, please?

[He calls out, hoping to catch the attention of one of the volunteers. He needs someone to take the dog or at least keep the kids occupied while he cleans himself up.]

[toshinorinori]

[ Toshinori is just minding his own business, reading a CONSULTING FOR DUMMIES book for his assigned job when there's a pop and the world spins and when it stops spinning he's somewhere else entirely, standing right beside Max.

From Max's perspective, it's like one second the space beside him was unoccupied, and the next second a dishevelled 7 foot tall man is standing there. The shock makes All Might start coughing, and the coughing makes him spit up some blood. ]

I am... here?

[ He notices the dog and the mess and even though he doesn't fully understand what's going on he immediately pings that this guy requires some assistance. ]

...Would you like some help?