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ON MY WAY

T E S T D R I V E M E M E

Considering apping into MASK OR MENACE? Want to dip your toes into the setting and get a feel of whether your character will fit into it? Or maybe you're just cruising and want to play around? Then you've come to the right place!

Pick any of the following scenarios below or feel free to make up your own, but don't be afraid to throw yourself at someone else's thread, either!

And remember there's only one rule in Test Drive Meme Club: HAVE FUN ON THE TEST DRIVE MEME!

01.The city of Heropa is what one might expect from a small, bright and cheery place, where locals are friendly enough and local shop owners might offer a free drink to welcome you to their fair city.

WOOF WOOF! This Friday is National Take Your Dog to Work Day, and everyone seems to be out with their pooch, enjoying the summer sun! (At least until they start to sweat and have to make a beeline for someplace with air conditioning.) However, the thing about superheroes is that their work can take them anywhere, and with the Top ImPort contest leading the news, EVERY imPort is a hero in the minds of the public!

Got a costume on? Here's a corgi. In line for an iced coffee? Come kiss this old lady's schnauzer. Allergic to dogs? Have a Claritin...and then brace yourself as this Great Dane tries to sit on you. And be sure to smile! Can you imagine how many likes a pic of the coolest new imPort cuddling man's best friend will get?

02. De Chima, Virginia, is a large city with a healthy economy, with large numbers of citizens waiting to be awed by your very presence. Look at you! Organic wonder! Synthetic wonder! Whatever you might be, those words have meaning here. Science and technology are the lifeblood of this city, so you're likely to come across a good many locals taking your picture with the newest of devices. The imPort craze remains high here, and you may find yourself cornered by overzealous imPort fans, media wannabes and opportunists alike, shoving cameras in your face.

Today, a company that manufactures tech-based educational toys—"Where Science Meets Fun!"—is running a demo of its latest project, Quincy the QuizBot. Filled with information taken from the curricula of many grade levels, Quincy is whirring through the streets to conduct pop quizzes! Answer a question right, win a prize, ranging from a coupon for a free soda at the local fast food joint to a $100 gift card, based on difficulty!

Except...something's gone wrong with Quincy's programming. An hour or two into the demo session, he starts to approach passersby and demand answers. "WHAT IS THE SQUARE ROOT OF 47284? CAN YOU LIST THE PHARAOHS OF EGYPT IN CHRONOLOGICAL ORDER? ANSWER-ANSWER-ANSWER-ANSWER!"

03. Maurtia Falls, Pennsylvania has carried a reputation for ups and downs ever since imPorts began reappearing again, just those few years prior. Several imPort heroes have put focused efforts into cleaning up the streets of this somewhat infamous city, while a handful of others had swooped in to help the criminal industry thrive. More so here than the streets of any other imPort city, the battle between good and evil looks more like a war of escalation than a heroic tale. Everything from the classic bank heist to brutal bloodbaths can happen around the corner. You have to keep your eyes open and your mind sharp when you live in Maurtia Falls, and hostility against imPorts can spike. The emergence of locals with superpowers is hardly helping...

Despite the lack of gratitude that's in it for you, you may want to step in once you see a very, very sad supervillain wandering Maurtia Falls' streets. Dressed in a cape that appears to be a large swath of fabric purchased from a nearby sewing store, galaxy-themed leggings and no shirt is a man who runs right into your vicinity before striking a pose and yelling, "Everyone, stop before me and my wrath! I am Mister Mars, and provided you give me what I ask for, nobody needs to get hurt!"

At which point Mister Mars snatches an old woman's purse, loudly laughs in her face, and begins to float upwards. By the time he reaches the height of the tallest building in the area, he's beginning to look slightly panicked as he fails to really be able to move anywhere but up. Meanwhile, the old woman has begun shaking her cane at him and screaming quite an assortment of alarming expletives.

Maybe you should help one or the other out? If not, just lean back and enjoy the show.

04. Nonah, North Carolina, is the liveliest of all cities; loud, busy and there's always some kind of energy in the air that gets everyone buzzing with excitement.

Welcome, everyone, to the sugar fueled festivity that is National Hot Fudge Sundae Day. The celebration is taking place on two closed down city blocks, with a market in between them selling all the pun filled souvenir shirts and stuffed ice cream cone toys, fudge bottle body pillows, and every kind of craft fair knickknack in between, that you can imagine. The powers that be in Nonah have clearly tried to divide the celebrations up into the ice cream and ‘normal’ food sides, but this is America. They can’t tell you what to do. Go try those meat and potato ‘fudge sundae’ monstrosities or cover your ice cream in wine from an adult beverage cart. Dip your deep-fried cheese in hot fudge. Disgusting food choices are in the constitution (somewhere).

But on the pure ice cream side, there are certainly enough choices to make ‘real’ food not super necessary. In addition to your normal food flavors that range from the tame you’d see in any ice cream parlor, or the slightly more hipster flavors like ‘lavender’ or ‘bacon maple,’ there are existential flavors. Yes, inspired by some previous imPorts, these flavors induce a specific emotion in the person while they eat it, which lasts up to about 10 minutes after the dessert has been consumed. These range all over, from ‘full cell phone battery’ to ‘the bitter-sweet satisfaction of vengeance against your sworn enemy.’ Maybe try a ‘puppy love’ and ‘first day of autumn’ twist covered in fudge for a true moment of contentment. It’s all in your hands. Careful though, things like ‘moment you first realized your parents were only human’ or ‘pain of failure’ are also available, though obviously not as popular. Hopefully, you don’t create an emotionally devastating mix out of curiosity (or a prank on another imPort).

In addition to ice cream, there are all kinds of family fun activities to pick from. Traditional carnival themed games have been set up, with the normal employees yelling at the crowd to attract attention. Throw a ball in a milk can, get a goldfish in a an (empty glass) ice cream cup! Pop balloons with dulled darts, get a sprinkles themed pair of sunglasses. This is Nonah, though, which means hard work deserves a reward. The bigger prizes for big point getters are a little insane: genetically modified fish that can breathe air, stuffed animals the size of a minivan, a free years worth of ice cream (to be taken home all at once now). There are also some bounce houses and slides that kids and adults alike can enjoy, just no ice cream allowed inside the rides

05. Jeopardy, Nevada by all rights shouldn't exist. A glowing neon city smack in the middle of the desert, the only reason it's still here is that the central nuclear power plant has tapped half a mile down into a subterranean lake for its water supply. So though the desert around it may be barren, the occupants of this small city are happily self sufficient. Those weird figures you see out of the corner of your eyes? Don't worry too much. Probably just weird radiation after effects. Jeopardy has a lot of those.

Welcome to the Church of the Ancient Webmistress' annual cookie sale! To raise money for a variety of community organizations, card tables line the street where the church is located, and boy, do these baked goods look delicious! Cookies, brownies, pies and more are all for sale for very reasonable prices--and to help out such a good cause, you're definitely going to buy some. Right, hero? The watching crowds certainly expect you to set a good example (when they're not busy purchasing tasty treats themselves.)

It seems there's been a mistake, though--mixed in with the cookies frosted to look like spiders are, er, a tray of someone's special brownies. Edibles, as it were (though everything here is edible--and delicious!) Just try to keep it together, okay? After all, there are kids here, and you're a role model! Or possibly not, but if you end up feeling the need to stare at your own hand for an hour, maybe find a side street. Or at least purchase some extra munchies to support any number of charities.

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Jin has been in this world for a couple of months now and has not liked being on his own. He doesn't like being left alone with himself, especially since there's a bunch of heroes and wannabe heroes from home here, though they've mostly left him alone. He can't even make doubles of people who aren't here for company. It has been seriously bumming him out.

So when he's out aimlessly wandering Heropa, wearing his mask on top of normal clothes and a little bit charmed by all the dogs despite himself, he's floored to see a familiar figure berating some dog owner. Does he finally have company?

"Shigaraki?" There's a bit of disbelief in his voice; he doesn't expect to actually be that lucky.

Before the situation could escalate any further than it has, he heard a familiar voice shouting a name that he was sure no one here would know that he had run in to. The tilt of his head lolled to the other side and he was met with not only familiar voice, but familiar face.

There was a small relief by seeing Twice standing there, mask and all. Likely the relief was by the dog owner who took their leave quickly enough. "Twice." If 'Thank God' was something in Tomura's vocabulary, he might have felt a little closer to the phrase. Turning more toward him in body than just in the turn of his head. "Where are the others?" He figured he knew the answer to it, considering himself, but maybe Twice had more information.

It was him, it was really Shigaraki. Twice was immediately overwhelmed by the feeling like he wanted to cry from happiness. He was delighted, though a part of him knew that the tenuous peace he had been enjoying in this world was probably going to crumble, but what does that matter when one of his friends arrived?

"It's just us -- none of the rest of the League's here. Unless more arrived today and I missed 'em, but I've been here on my own for a while. That's okay now that you've shown up!" Then, with a characteristic switch in mood he said, "Took you long enough."

Shigaraki was here in the flesh, both his and the flesh scattered amongst his outfit in the well known form. If this day was anything of an indicator what it would be like here, Twice was right. It was going to crumble and Shigaraki would take joy revelling in doing it. Today had been more than annoying all at once.

Even more so when his suspicions were confirmed. Used to dealing with the split personality that ended up with a metaphorical pat on the shoulder and then a slap in the face, he didn't make anything out of being told it took him long enough. "I would have liked there to be a few more of us. At least you're here." He had professed his faith in Twice before and despite some of the things he had accidentally facilitated, he was loyal to a fault. "How long is a while? And where can we go to get away from the dogs?"

People or animals, he wasn't specific.

"Gonna be two months soon. I haven't seen you in ages!" Even longer, since he never got to reunite with the rest of the League after the Yakuza.

Jin didn't mind the dogs but they were a bit overwhelming. More importantly, he was willing to do whatever Shigaraki wanted. He scratched his head as he thought. "They're all over Heropa today. Probably need to porter over to another city if you wanna get away."

Unable to admit it, he was content with Twice being there. It wasn't a consolation, it was actual relief to have the familiarity and he was though he may not know it a force to be reckoned with. Hearing that he was almost two months here on his own was concerning in various ways. "That goes without saying, if you've been here for two months then of course."

The last thing he felt like was going on a long journey and instead sighed, just coming down from one annoyance to a vague troubling. "Just keep them away." Dogs or not, which he knew Twice couldn't keep all away, Shigaraki started to walk, just to clear his mind. "You've been here a while, we got that far. Can you tell me who their top hero is and what support system he has?"

Twice automatically fell started walking by him, keeping an eye out for any particularly enthusiastic dog owners.

"Yeah, about that..." He wasn't really sure which news he should give first. "They don't have a ranking system here yet. But there's a contest going on right now for the top hero so it probably ain't gonna stay that way. Not inevitable." He rubbed his neck, getting to the part he should have mentioned sooner. "You should know, we're not the only ones from our world. There's a bunch of UA brats and..." He cleared his throat. "All Might, Eraser Head and Present Mic."

The quest to keep the dogs and their owners was otherwise just to see if he would still do it. Shigaraki can't imagine that Twice had been influenced, but he also didn't know what this place could or couldn't do for him, either. "Mm?" he asked, curious noise all that he made until Twice informed him of their lack of ranking. He kept walking, keeping a careful eye on the ground now and again, but mostly angling a look at Twice while he spoke. "A contest..."

Tomura was, otherwise, happily continuing on his thought process aware there were likely punishments involved and how careful they would have to be without the force they had back home. But they couldn't be the only ones that wanted a new world order here, too. Knowing there were more worlds and the other one was just as bad as his made him si--

He stopped walking, head straight forward. It was long seconds after listening and he would have agreed with Twice, he probably should have opened with that, but, the sound he made when he released the breath he didn't realize he was holding was a soft huff of amusement followed by an equally small chuckle. Finally turning a slight few degrees toward his partner in literal crime, he grinned through the thumb. "Then we still have our final boss, Twice. Him and his support system, when we beat them here, it will be an easy victory at home. Not to mention that there's a good chance this contest will show us even bigger fish in the pond. Bigger targets to train our auto aim."

Not thrilled that Twice hadn't told him right away, Tomura wasn't upset, either. "Unless..." He had to ask, he needed to know, "You're no longer interested?" A hand moved to the one on his face and the serious look of the man asking the question levelled right at the masked face.

The thing about Jin was that he never did join the League on the basis of ideology. That didn't mean he was opposed to what they were doing, he wouldn't have joined them if he was, but it hadn't been his main goal. All he ever wanted was people who would accept him, people he could trust. And for those people? He'd kill for those people. He'd die for those people. "What, you think I'd abandon you? I'm still your guy."

That all being said, he'd been comfortable here. And the heroes, both the other imPort ones and the ones from home had mostly left him alone or been pretty civil if not kind to him. He didn't hate them and that was going to be a problem. The last thing he needed was more reasons to feel torn in too, and also it would be bad if Shigaraki found out he had been almost-friendly with them from someone else.

Twice might be wearing a mask but his body language was usually pretty easy to read. Now he visibly steeled himself. "You know, I've talked to a bunch of them. It's not a problem! It's kind of a problem. Kinda had to, me being here puts 'em on edge. They can't arrest me s'long as I haven't done anything. Criminal records don't travel across universes."

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At first, admittedly, Twice and anyone else who was brought to him was expendable to Tomura. The more that they stayed around, the more that he became comfortable with them all, the more they had become people he had been a little more comfortable with himself. They weren't expendable, not on a level of their limited manpower, their ability to work together or their companionship to one another. Twice, after events that he couldn't know— that Shigaraki didn't know he had no clue about, was one of those staples in his life he was best left alongside.

Just as much as there were people who would kill and die for him, Shigaraki was willing to put himself in the smaller goals to make sure they were with him if it was in his power. Hearing Jin tell him that he was nowhere near ready to abandon him actually brought the characteristic evil out of his smile and let it rest somewhere in the vicinity of pleased. "Good. I was hoping you would say that." There were times he understood some sort of contentment, even if it was always over shaded with something else, something a little darker.

Spending time with someone meant you learned a lot about them and Shigaraki cocked his head to the side, turning more squarely to him when he seemed to have something else to say. The look on his face, any sort of smile had come down to a neutral, curious set of looks as he studied the other man's form and what he was saying. The inner conflict of Jin's personalities were coming out, too, throwing the obvious stress that he was under into the limelight. "You're talking but you're not saying anything, Twice." He took the hand off his face, his other hand reaching up to gently rake once ~~or twice~~ at his neck, then drop to his side again. "Spit out what you're trying to say. I don't care about criminal records and I don't care if you've talked to them. We had one of them at our hideout. Why is it a problem? Just say it the games I have time for aren't these kind." He put his hand up, "Wait." Not yet.

He ran his hand down his face, crossing to sit down on a nearby bench, using his father's hand to point where Twice should sit. Further he picked up a small stone in his hand, looking down at the interesting shape. "Now spit it out."

Oh he took the hand off. That made Twice nervous even if it was easier to talk to him when he could actually see his face clearly. Jin was nervous about this whole thing, not helped by the fact that he always assumed the others would blame him for his fuck ups more than they actually do and he doesn't have the awareness to be able to anticipate that.

He dutifully sat on the bench where Tomura's father's hand pointed, casually at first before snapping to a more rigid sitting position.

"I agreed to a truce," that probably wouldn't surprise Shigaraki given that Twice was all on his own here, but, "after they invited me to dinner," might. After a very split second of thought he added, "The pros, not the students. The kids all seem to hate my guts."

It's almost like they took kidnapping their classmate personally or something? And Bakugo himself threatened his life both times he talked to him (so maybe they haven't all been civil but honestly the fact that Bakugo didn't actually explode him when he had the opportunity to was close enough for the kid. Or maybe Twice's bar for 'civil' was just above the floor.).

So far, as it was, Twice had listened to where he wanted him to sit and he could feel the nervous disposition emanating off of him. A neutral look on his face that was no more one feeling or the next sat squarely on his features. In truth he was waiting for this bomb to drop. He was waiting to hear what thing Twice had done on his own without the future forethought into what he had done or was doing. As pleasant as he was as an ally, it was the reason he was trusted to do what he was told, not decide what to do himself in a large scope.

The rock he had been spinning in his fingers idly had stopped when he heard that, to no surprise at more than the fact this was the big news, there had been a truce called. Alright. His eyes kept themselves focused on the rock that he was looking at, pale, chapped lips a thin line of neutrality still. But then, just like Murphy's law, it got worse every time he opened his mouth. Shigaraki didn't make eye contact when he mentioned where this truce had happened and why, he only let his eyes snap up and forward, away from the rock, his other hand moving his father's into his lap for safe keeping because he sincerely needed it free.

There was more, because the "pros" that he had heard were here were enough to turn his guts. The rock in his hand took the brunt of his upset, being pulled into his palm and released as dust once his hand opened. After that he took a breath, a long one and then let it part way out before speaking, his non-dusty hand reaching up again to scratch restlessly, a relatively slow scratch. "You made a truce with Eraser Head. Present Mic..." The rest of it took him a moment, and his head turned toward Twice sitting next to him. "And All Might? You went to dinner with them?"

His jaw was set after saying those words, words he wasn't sure he ever would have considered the news he had to hear. His empty, dust laden hand pulled his father's hand back up to his face and curled the fingertips into their place, even adjusting the one on the back of his head. He was restless and angry. Trying to clear his head of the anger, he let a long breath out of his mouth against the palm on his face. "Good." he said, turning his face away from Twice. "You keep your truce. Your new friends. Dinner dates."

The more words he let out the more he had a little more contemplative squint of his eyes. "Yes... I want you to make a concentrated effort with the students, too. Teach them about us if you have to, just enough that they think you're actually teaching them. Even if it has to be with the—" The word was almost spat in venom, "Heroes involved. You'll tell them that I rejected you based on your actions if they learn of me being here. In fact I may just make myself known."

He brought his hand up to where his chin should be under the hand as he thought. "You've done something fortunately unfortunate. For them, not us."

There, at first, that was the anger Twice expected. He was already starting to try to come up with his excuses, about how he didn't know what Shigaraki would have wanted him to do, how scared he was of being alone, how he was prepared to betray the truce at the drop of a hat if Shigaraki wanted him to and --

He closed his mouth and swallowed those excuses as his brain makes a complete stop. He listened, because he recognized orders when he heard them, and when Shigaraki finished he very tentatively said, "But you're only pretending to reject me, right?" This wasn't like with the Yakuza, where Twice didn't have to pretend to like them, just play up the 'reluctant allies' angle. He could tell Tomura was pissed off and even if it could be spun to be good for whatever he was planning, Twice didn't want him to be mad at him.

Jin tried to push past his insecurities, lowering his voice even if there wasn't anyone with or without any dogs within earshot, just in case. "I can do it, I can play double agent for you. I'll make it up to you, I promise." And then he switched suddenly again, insecurities replaced by an almost-cockiness. "Make a huge scene and I'll bet the local gossips will have it everywhere on the internet by tonight."

The anger that he felt surely hadn't dissipated so easily. He also wasn't a stupid man, he knew why Twice had done what he had done, but he could have done that at an arm's length. He could have done a lot at a lot further than an arm's length. Being asked, however, in that timid voice if he was really rejecting him actually made him feel something, somewhere. His eyes flicked up and down Twice's own face, not saying much but giving him an incredulous look. Mad? Hell yes, he was pissed, but reject him for real? No. He hadn't done something irreparable or betrayed him personally, Shigaraki wasn't even there to betray. The only thing he could give him was a long sigh and the one-ish inch that he slid closer to Twice as they continued to talk. That was all he had in him.

"I know you can, Twice, or you wouldn't have been asked." Shigaraki's voice was a little more even and he was dusting off his hand on his pant leg from the poor casualty of the rock. "The faith I put in you back then hasn't changed." Just the level of how irate he was happened to be what he needed to work on. As for his sudden cocky change and idea that may as well have lit a light bulb above the leader's head.

"I'm going to ask you an unconventional question, Twice. How much do you trust me? With your life? In my actual hands?" Important again and he knew the cover of keeping it down to look like a normal conversation.

That reaction was almost enough for Jin. The small concession was more than he was expecting. And being told that Shigaraki still had faith in him bolstered his conviction.

So when Shigaraki asked him how much he trusted him, Twice was already nodding even knowing full well what happened to things in Shigaraki's hands. That didn't stop the sudden surge of fear he felt, that if this went poorly as far as he knew he could be a puddle of goop on the floor. By the entire point of joining the League was to find people he could trust.

"I trust you more than I do me."

No contradiction followed.

Shigaraki has never really used the word trust during their conversation. His faith was as far as he could go where anyone was concerned. That was his version of trust and to hear that word said back at him without hesitation was inwardly jarring. His plan was a great plan, they wouldn't see Twice coming and especially if they made this believable.

"Good." He wouldn't waste the opportunity, but there was a small guilt in it. He had been, moments ago, prepared to make that giant scene. "We'll hold on to your idea, a scene that would make just the tiniest waves is a good plan and shouldn't be wasted. I'll rely on your knowledge for now." For the moment it really was best to still take lead, but not be stupid enough to forget who had been there more than a few hours.

Though, he did need to get everything out of the way. He put his hands, minus his thumb on his right hand on the bench, leaning forward and watching afar as another person was accosted with dogs. Thankfully that wasn't him. "Are there any other things you want to confess before I stand up? I don't want any surprises, Twice, so if you have something to say, say it now and let me deal with the outcome. Other syndicates, other coalitions that will cause us problems who aren't heroes."

Invitation given, Twice started babbling. Not confessions, but about everything he had learned, though admittedly he had not been doing his due diligence with reconnaissance, he'd still picked up a lot.

He started with Tomura's question: not a lot of imports were villains, and the native villains were jokes. The one big organization had apparently been beaten into non-existence long before Twice turned up. On the heroes side, basically all of them were imports and not all imports were heroes, though a lot were. There was at least one team, the Justice League, and their non-hero support was a smattering of other heroes. There did seem to be more healing powers among imports than at home. He knew at least one of them personally.

Twice finally took a breath. "I hope I didn't forget anything..."

Well. Shigaraki had asked the question and he got the answer in exactly the amount he thought he would. Twice sure knew how to talk, even without his other sides figuring they would butt in and this was no different. The white haired man sat quietly, listening and mostly still while he gathered what Twice had told him and put it into the practical part of his mind and how they could use it.

That there was a pre-established, old world villain syndicate was fortunate. That meant there had to be others that had the mindset, or at least he hoped. "I hope so too. But you did well learning it." Not knowing that there was much else he could have told him. There was also no reason not to tell him that he was pleased by it, reinforcing the behaviour would only benefit them both. "Where was it they took you to dinner, the babysitters? Here in this city?"

Twice scratched the side of his face, an embarrassed smile not quite visible under his mask. "It was nothing. It took a lot of work!"

But then he was going to have to tell Shigaraki something else he should have mentioned earlier. "Oh right..." He braced himself for Shigaraki's reaction, even moving his hands up in front of him a little. "Not Heropa -- they invited me to their place in Maurtia Falls." He didn't know All Might didn't live with the others so he couldn't specify that, but he did know 'I know where they live' was probably something he should have slid in earlier.

If anything, Shigaraki knew how to glean information from his comrades. He knew how to talk to them and to find out anything he otherwise needed or thought they may have omitted in their rush to explain. Twice had every good intention, good for a villain, but sometimes he could get a little messy to deal with. However, in his eagerness to start concocting a new plan, he neglected, himself, to ask one specific thing.

He rolled his left shoulder to get the tension out of it, speaking at the end of the draw back of his elbow, "Why?" he asked at first, his inflection curious while letting his arm come to rest over the back of the bench. "What prompted the heroes to bring you there? What did they ask you?"

Twice actually had to think about that. "Pretty sure it was Present Mic's idea. He's been friendly from the start. Weird guy. Nice guy." He considered expanding on Present Mic's personality more but figured he babbled enough. "Dunno why he thought a dinner would be the best place to hash out some kinda truce. And I didn't agree to go until Mic promised it wasn't an interrogation!"

He paused a moment, tilting his head to remember a couple of things, remembering something Mic said briefly when he set up the whole thing. "I think they would've just left me alone s'long as I wasn't doing active villain stuff, but with a bunch of their students running around? That had to get 'em worried. ...Not sure if they knew how low on doubles I've been."

Weird guy and nice guy were both in line with kindness as far as he read for Twice-ese. "You shouldn't trust what they say is or isn't interrogation and you let them walk you right into an out numbered situation. Thankfully it didn't turn sour." As far as he could, that was him saying he was glad nothing happened to Twice.

"They should be worried." Added the other man before he stood up and pushed at his lower back, working out some of the stress and strain of having been upset so quickly. He was coming down off of it. "They underestimated you and you were playing an RTS you won the round at. That was their first mistake, underestimating you. Their second mistake will be thinking that our numbers and situation don't mean trouble for them."

Twice lowered his head into his hands at the admonishment, even if it did come from a place of worry.

What Shigaraki said next made him peer up through his fingers, and his mood shifted to pride pretty fast, even if he did try to keep his voice down about it. "Yeah, that's right. They won't see us coming."

Unfortunately, this place had given him a weird secondary power that finally kicked in. Next to Twice's head little glowing letters facing in Shigaraki's direction appeared, reading: "Twice will remember that."

Going easy on him for making a mistake wasn't his style. If he ran into a similar situation and something went bad, but all he got were asspats, that wouldn't do Twice any good. He wasn't entirely complimenting him either, it was the truth as Shigaraki knew it. They underestimated him and it just so happened to be in line with a compliment. "Mm..." he nodded his head, his eyes watching a pile of corgi play not too far away until he caught dead on that somet--

"Twice." The inflection of his voice coincided with both curiosity and with bewilderment. "Do you remember when I said it's better you tell me everything?" This was one of those things. One of them that he stood and waited for the answer to because if that happened at the wrong time and gave him away...

"Huh? What?" Twice looked around, spotted the now-fading text by his head and said, "Seriously, again?" He waved a hand through the text which didn't really work at dispersing it but since it was already disappearing was mostly useless anyway.

"I'm sorry, I forgot! I forgot!" He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "It's pretty new. Ported out one day and came back with this weird... second quirk. It just turns up sometimes by me or people around me, weird little text or numbers or pictures. It's usually pretty vague... Usually."

ON MY WAY

yoooo, btw Twice's pull is near the end of the Shie Hassaikai arc but I'm up to date with the manga

Your user name gives me life, and also alright! Ty for letting me know.

TY!! c: Yours is very good too!

lol Thank you!

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the thread i'm referencing here hasn't actually finished yet but shhh

My lips are sealed!

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keepin this a bit vague

No worries, you do whatever you need!

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I'm DYING this is so perfect for him lol

TY, IT'S VERY FUN AND I 100% ALSO FORGOT ABOUT IT TOO sorry tomura

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