TDM 013: BARING IT ALL

[erkumods]

TDM 013: BARING IT ALL

00. Arrival You come out of the water, the Nameless Island's own inherent energy drawing people in. It's like being suspended between realities and abruptly pushed from behind through a rift in dimensions. It may make you sick, or that might be the motion of the ocean, lifting you to the surface and carrying you to shore. Waterlogged and covered in sand, new arrivals will be greeted by robots who welcome them with towels and bracelet devices. The A5 card is already loaded up. If you don’t manage to get away from them quickly enough, they may even usher you toward the Laid Bare Spa, where new arrivals will be offered free massages, a sauna, hairstyling, and their clothing may come up permanently missing. But you will be given a complimentary towel to leave with if needed! Feel free to explore the Island, though there isn’t much to see beyond what arrivals before you have helped to rebuild. Most of the buildings are abandoned and in dire need of repair, and beyond the city lingers a thick fog that obscures much of the wilderness from view. Wander too far into this fog, and you will find yourself mysteriously looping back to where you began, your memories of what you were doing and how you got there erased. With that in mind, it may be wise to stake your claim on a place to live in the now, whether a rundown apartment in the City, a tent on the beach, a bed in the barracks, or your own space at the House of Worship. Your inventory will be found a day later, wrapped up haphazardly and delivered to each person's makeshift home. ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● I. THROW IN A TOWEL? Erku's new arrivals may be encouraged to seek out the Laid Bare Massage & Spa for some specialized attention and relaxation, but they and long-time inhabitants will also be offered a chance to earn credits. Anyone interested in earning robot wages will be tasked with being the resident towel person! You’ll stand inside of the room while the patrons are receiving their massages, hot scrubs, or relaxing in one of the saunas holding towels for them should any be requested. Or you may be asked to help with the regular cleaning of the Spa, wiping down all of the tasteful nude statues to free them of the grime and filth (or… other things) that builds up over time. You might even be asked to help lovingly clean the murals of nude patrons (that is to say, fellow Islanders) all over the Spa. But this is a job that requires a very specific uniform. Robots will provide you with your very own chiton or toga. The chitons happen to be very short, not covering nearly as much as they reveal, but the togas might be entirely too long. They brush or drag along the floor and what with being barely held together with the thinnest and most fanciful of ropes, who knows how often they might be untucked? Take care, please, or else the robots might pull you into being the next model for their latest mural portrait instead. ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● II. GRIN AND BARE IT Erku’s resident mental health professional, Dr. D. Love of Healthy Body, Healthy Mind Therapy Center, has taken a keen interest in ensuring that the relationships of you Islanders are progressing in a productive, healthy, and open-minded fashion. And to ensure this, he’s tasked his robot staff to pay close attention to anyone who looks like they are having trouble with relationships with other people on the Island. And after months of so few (none) clients, these robots are very motivated to seek out people in need of their therapeutic assistance! Arguing with a friend? Telling someone to stay out of your life? Being a hermit who refuses to come out of your apartment? Accidentally bump into each other on the street? Make a joke at your friend’s expense? Playfully punch someone in the shoulder? Walk by someone you don’t know and not tell them hello? Well clearly all of you need help in repairing whatever may be damaging your relationships! Before you know it, you’ve been bundled off by the robots right to Dr. D. Love’s office and sat down to talk it all out. The fact that you may not even know the other person the robots think you need to work your troubles out with doesn’t matter. Dr. D. Love is here to make sure everyone goes home happy and satisfied. You may have to play along with this confusing farcical situation, even making up wrongs and slights you claim you have done to one another before finally coming together in reconciliation. The more you deny there is anything wrong, the more the good Doctor will insist you need even more help than they first thought. They might even have to send you into one of their Privacy Rooms and work out your frustrations with each other with their wide array of therapeutic sexual devices and supplies. ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● III. BARE NAKED AMUSEMENT TOUR The trolley is making its rounds as usual with announcements echoing from the loudspeakers that it’s Bare It All Week at Six Flagellants Amusement Park and to kick it off there will be a grand concert at the Loudinus Outdoor Amphitheater that lasts all week long! Not sure what that means? Well, come to the concert and enjoy hours and hours of music played by robots who seem to have taken their songs right from the pop rock crazes of old. Whose old? Who knows. The music may not be completely to your taste, but something about it may make you feel energized and overly dressed. You might even feel the need to strip down until you’re not wearing anything at all! But don’t worry, the robots performing on stage will give you new clothes to wear by throwing skimpy, sexy underwear and lingerie right at you! How did they know your size? Don’t ask questions, just give into the urge to put it on while you rock out until it’s time for the trolley to take everyone right to the gates of the amusement park! Anyone dressed in less for this week will receive free entry, rides, and food and might even receive special prizes at various booths of sex toys, candies that act as an aphrodisiac (meant for sharing of course), stuffed animals, or even a free sex doll! Those are super hard to win from the ring toss, so you should really take advantage and enjoy all the perks of baring yourself for everyone’s viewing pleasure. ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● N A V I G A T I O N

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Uraraka Ochako | My Hero Academia

[floatsaway]

i. Arrival

[It all happened to fast. One moment, Ochako remembers being on patrol during winter break, fighting some low-class villains next to Tsuyu and their Pro Hero mentor, Ryukyu, and now she's choking up water from fighting the swell of the sea on a sandy beach? What the heck? Ochako pushes her damp hair from her eyes, gasping and gagging as she pulls herself up. She's still in costume, though her headset is turned askew a bit and she's taking it off to fix up her hair. Honestly, how did...she end up here? Was it maybe some sort of warp quirk? Did one of the villains she was fighting transport her to a completely new location? None of the reports said anything about a warp quirk, but--]

Uravity, reporting...d-does anyone copy? Froppy? Ryukyu? Please come in, can anyone hear me?

[No good. Her communicator in her headset must be waterlogged and busted. Testing the other gear in her suit, Ochako's glad to know the wires in her wrist braces are still functional, and the boosters in her boots are...sort of functional. They're sputtering a bit, but still form a well enough burst to get her where she needs to be. Good, good...though having zero communication is not good.

She covers her eyes, looking up at the sky a bit. Perhaps and aerial view might help her get her bearings? Ryukyu would probably be doing the same, looking for them. Same with Nejire-senpai, and Tsu-chan would run support in the water. Honestly, Ochako's best bet to be seen by her companions is in the air. So, after wringing out her hair and parts of her costume, Ochako activates her quirk on herself and begins to float up over the leafy palms of the trees, kicking her heels together to try and get those boosters going to propel herself in various directions. She can't fly with her quirk, just float in one spot, so relying on those boosters for movement is key..unless the wind decides to pick up.]

C-Come on...! I Know you can work!! I--oh come on! [Speaking of...a gust takes the poor girl and Ochako just sighs as she pinwheels in the air with her arm's crossed and a puffed up pout on her lips. This is swell.]

ii. Throw in a Towel

[After her misadventures upon arrival, Ochako eventually does find herself at the Laid Bare Spa...which most certainly is a welcome thing after her hair gets crusty with salt and sand. It's good to get a proper wash, and a massage as well? Absolute bliss. She still has a thousand questions that remain unanswered, but at the least the robots and scant few people here seem friendly. Unfortunately, anyone she's asked regarding her companions and mentor don't seem to have a clue who she's talking about...which is really unsettling. Maybe she was warped somewhere by a villainous quirk. Somewhere so far from Musutafu that no one even really know about Ryukyu being the Number 10 hero.

That's really bad. Ochako's mind is still buzzing with how to get in contact with UA, or any one of her guardians or...or a Pro of any sort, even while she's getting a massage. With her lower part covered up by a warm and fluffy towel, hair tied and pinned in a tight bun on her head, Ochako actually startles just a bit as the first hot stone touches her back, then seems to sigh out. Damn, that feels good, though. Ahem! M-Maybe...maybe she should just relax a bit. Meditate a little and find her center. It'd help no one if she were to panic, right? R-Right, yeah. Yeah... Just relax and enjoy the massage, then kick into full throttle once she's got her energy back.]

H-Haah...that's nice...

iii. Bare Naked Tour (cw/tw: underage/minor character, striptease/nudity, lingerie)

[Welp. Things certainly are escalating quickly, aren't they? From a restful respite to a wild and raucous dance party. Ochako was really just exploring, trying to find anyone she might recognize, only to get lured in by the sound of music playing. She usually loves music and dancing, but also an outdoor concert should have a few people around to maybe get information from. That was the plan, anyway. Though, of course, when have things ever gone according to plan for even a single one of the UA trainees?

It was innocent enough, at first - people were dancing, vibing and rocking along to the music. Ochako herself was getting a bit rowdy, hands up and dancing along to the beat. She's not a super great dancer, but she knows a few moves on her own, and from being taught by Mina as well. The Cultural Festival dance really got Ochako into wanting to learn a bit, and Mina was glad to share some basic steps with her on their off days with Hagakure as well. Though...usually their dance sessions and trainings didn't exactly involve stripping.

Ochako barely even notices, too sucked into the rhythm of the music to realize that her hands have hooked up under her shirt, drawing the fabric up over her stomach, her chest, her head... At the very least she has a sportsbra under, but there's literally nothing stopping her as Ochako's hands roam over her somewhat flushed body and trail downwards to her shorts. Dear god, someone help her, because she's already got the button undone and fully intends to sweep both garments down her legs in one go, as the music thrums and the crowd cheers and shouts, singing along to the hypnotic music playing.]

Arrival

[heir_conditioned]

[If he and Bakugo ended up here, that stands to reason that maybe someone else would, too. Anyone else, really. Maybe someone who was better equipped to figure out how to get home or what to do until they did get home. Things were already awkward enough where all of this was concerned but having guidance would be great. Not just the kind people on the network that he had no clue about but at least someone from home.

Mind you, he got his wish, but just not in the form he was thinking, not that he had anyone particular in mind. No, his eyes weren't trained upward right away, but it wasn't hard to spot her in the air, either.

Now, if she's high enough in the air, to get her attention... Easy. Todoroki slides his foot forward and creates a pillar of ice. That should be good enough.]

[floatsaway]

[OR YOU COULD JUST...CALL OUT TO HER, TODOROKI...

But, the pillar of ice definitely does its job, a little too well, because Ochako screeches as there is now suddenly a pillar of ice on her trajectory and it's...not all that easy for her to stop when she's in the air. She tries to kick her boosters into reverse, but it's too little too late, as they sputter and choke from still being slightly waterlogged. Todoroki might actually hear the brunette curse a bit as she smacks into the ice pillar and slides down it a little bit.

Squeeeeek.]

[heir_conditioned]

[............Oh.
She's probably fine.

Probably. He really needs to practice, his aim is off to have it be in her way like that instead of just a beacon. Well, all the reason to get back in the swing of it when Bakugo finds a place.

He's just going to wait for her to figure out how to use it to get down.]

[floatsaway]

[She is, thankfully, fine indeed. Just a bit surprised and now rather cold, considering she's hugging onto a big ol' column of ice. Ochako shivers, feeling her fingertips go a bit numb, then looks around as she spots a familiar mismatched head of hair, her face brightening up. Of course it was him!!]

Todoroki-kun!! [Give her...just a minute. Ochako nudges herself down the column of ice, alternating her hands so as to avoid frostbite, and once she's down far enough, she releases her quirk entirely and flops a bit into the sand. Oof, forgot that her landing gear isn't as equipped for such loose and shifty surfaces as sand. It's more for concrete and hard pavement.] Ehehe, th-thanks for helping me, um...stop. I guess. Though, w-wait. How did you get here?! I thought you were stufying in another district with Endeavor and the other two?! How did you get caught up in this?

[Was it a planned attack? Was the League involved, somehow?]

Bare Naked Tour: WTF ARE YOU DOING EDITION

[detonating]

[Most of the music was shit, and Katsuki certainly didn't trust a fucking thing in this place. He wasn't here for anything that the concert offered, but to scout out the crowd of people to see if any familiar faces would pop up. They never did, but this was part of his routine now. Work out, train, costume up and go and look for others, or for some kind of hero work. Find a way home. A variety of things, that keep him busy... and kind of sane.

Anticipating heading back to his apartment empty handed, Katsuki was about ready to just leave when something did catch his eye in the distance. Squinting, one particular brunette had his attention... that weird ass bob hair cut, it sure fucking looked like...

Oh fuck. She moves, just enough that he catches sight of the side of her face, and even this far away, he can see the pink on her cheeks that has his stomach snapping instantly into a knot. Katsuki is moving before he can even really think about it, weaving through the sea of half naked, or in some cases completely fucking nude people, to make his way over to the girl. And the closer that he gets? The more certain he is, that he is looking right at Uraraka fucking Ochako.]

Oi!

[Right as the blond calls out, her hands drop to the bottom of her top and she starts working it up and off. There's a second there, where Katsuki just freezes in place, crimson eyes going wide in... shock, horror... fucking pick a descriptor. He doesn't know HOW the fuck to process the fact that she is out here, straight up fucking stripping with the rest of these assholes. It's when her hands drop down to her shorts that he remembers to move his goddamned feet.

Her shirt is probably long gone, he notes, and at the same time that he rushes to get to her side, he is working off the skin tight top of his winter costume off.]

THE FUCK'RE YOU DOING, IDIOT?!

[Maybe the booming familiarity of his voice will snap Ochako the fuck out of whatever is happening to her, but he doesn't give a shit. As soon as he reaches her, he is draping the black jacket over her back, and snapping both hands down to take her wrists and yank them up. Away from the shorts she was about to ditch without a damn care.

He ain't fucking letting go, either. He doesn't know what is going on, but after the hot spring incident with Todoroki, he is fully prepared to haul her ass up and carry her out of the amphitheater if he has to. Using the hold, he forces her to turn and look at him. It's not a friendly face by any means- he looks pissed, and frankly alarmed, but hey... it's a familiar one.]

You outta your fucking mind?!

[floatsaway]

[Ochako barely hears Bakugou over the hypnotic swell of the music, and that's saying something. The explosive hero's voice could rival any concert, but as he makes a path through the sea of writhing bodies, screaming in her fucking face, and grabbing her roughly and shoving his jacket onto her shoulders, Ochako finally seems to come to her senses. The glazed, almost drunken gloss to her eyes fades after her eyes flutter a few times and she looks mildly startled, wondering just how the fuck she got here and--]

Bakugou-kun? What...

[Ochako stares up at him, just a moment, before her own eyes go wide with the horrific realization of what just happened. The jacket on her shoulders is as clear an indication of the things she was doing just before he arrived, and what could have happened. What the hell came over her? Was it some sort of quirk? It had to be...Ochako felt compelled to just...just--

The color drains from her face and she looks ready to faint all of a sudden, stumbling just slightly as her arms and legs go totally numb and her ears ring, loudly. Louder than the music. Louder than Bakugou's voice. The ringing drowns out all sound, and perhaps...that's a good thing. If he didn't show up just now...what could have happened to her? Ochako's stomach twists painfully and her lower lip trembles. There are...so many people here. So many. Any one of them could have...i-if she--

Her breathing starts to get ragged, and it's Ochako who's pulling the jacket tighter around herself, grabbing onto Bakugou's arms as if her life depended on it, but she can't meet his eye. She's too embarrassed, too humiliated, to look at him right now, but one this is for certain - screaming out clear as the ghostly pale color of her face. Ochako wants to leave.]

[detonating]

[Watching the horror slowly drain the color out of her face is answer enough, that something here in this venue is making these people do this. He's not surprised, but certainly disgusted with it, and it shows in his expression. Like Katsuki has a bad taste in his mouth. It's time to get the fuck out of here, before whatever the hell came over her hits him... but first? In light of the fact that she is looking more and more like she might throw up in the midst of her sheer panic...]

You fuckin' puke on me and I'm gonna end you. Let's go.

[He pries his arms out of her hold, so that he can take her shoulders and turn her towards the exist. An adjustment later, and Katsuki is behind her, hands right back in place so he can nudge her forward and use the hold to steer her. He doesn't say anything else, as he weaves Ochako through all of the people, all the way out of that damned place.

It's only when the music is far in the distance and they're free of the crowd that he breaks the awkward silence from behind her.] When did you get here?

[floatsaway]

[Ochako doesn't respond, not verbally, she's not sure she could choke out any sort of sound with the tightness of her throat right now. Instead, she mechanically nods her head, still not really meeting his eye and instead keeping a steely gaze down at her feet. She's ashamed of herself, for getting so roped in to whatever the fuck kind of weird, sinister quirk that was. That she couldn't fight it off, that she almost made a huge mistake. It's so crushing that she's still trying to just piece it all together. Hell, maybe that's what keeps her from screaming and breaking down into tears - the shock.

Once they're far enough away, Ochako actually has to stop, breaking free of Bakugou's hold for just a moment to press a hand to her mouth as she lurches somewhat. Welp, he was right about her having to throw up eventually. The anxiety from earlier built up enough that she just couldn't stop the very normal, very common reaction her body has to stressors like this. She stumbles away from him, far enough that he hopefully won't see her double over and vomit into a nearby trashcan, being conscious to not get any of her sick on his jacket. It's practically a security blanket right now for her, Ochako doesn't want to ruin it. It feels bad to admit it, but the warm and familiar fabric, the knowledge that it belongs to a friend, belongs to a hero...it brings her a comfort that Ochako had no idea she needed. Is this the power of a hero? It has to be.

Finding her voice, admist ragged gasps and coughs, throat and eyes burning from the strain of emptying her stomach, Ochako scrubs at her mouth, feeling tears well up in her eyes as well. Miserable. She's absolutely fucking miserable. What a pathetic thing she is.]

F-Few...few hours...a-ago. [Coughing again, Ochako hugs herself tightly, sinking her face into that high collar so he won't see much of her face as she sniffles and begins to sob, as quietly as she can.] Th..Th-Thank you...Ba-Ba-Bakugou...kun. Y-Y-You...you--

[Saved me.]

[detonating]

[There's a split second there, where Katsuki's hands tighten when she tries to break away, but in leaning his head in to catch a look at the side of her face... nope. He drops them and just watches flatly as she hurries over to puke her guts out into the nearest trash can. Considering how fucked up Ochako seems to be over it, he's... yeah he probably shouldn't really leave her alone, and makes his way over to the traumatized brunette so that he can stand just behind her. Back to back, so as to give her privacy while she does her thing.

He's in the process of tapping his foot against the ground in an agitated way while really absorbing the fact that Uraraka is here, and very nearly just stripped in a crowd of people. It's not hard to come to the conclusion that, based off of her reaction, this is probably one of the worst places she ever could have been brought to... and he is probably the worst person to have intercepted her. It's not like empathy is his strong suit, though in this case... he's not completely lacking in that department. He would have seriously lost his fucking shit, if his introduction here involved anything more than some robots jacking his fucking clothes. His reaction would have just involved a hell of a lot more violence, and absolutely no vomiting.

Turning at the sound of her voice, his expression remained fairly neutral, up until she was thanking him and trying to hide her face. Her voice alone was a dead ass giveaway that she was crying, but there was a glimpse of wet streaking down one pink cheek before his collar hid the evidence. It was enough to have him frowning, and clicking his tongue as he debated what the fuck to do with that. He didn't do comfort shit, he was generally the person making people cry. The best he had was... lower volume, without any trace of his usual vitriol.]

You done looking at your lunch a second time?

[floatsaway]

[She's...yeah. 'Fucked up about it' is a good way to put what Ochako is feeling after all that, actually. She's mortified, but also feels...disgusting, like her skin itself is rotten, itchy, unclean. If she could, she'd want to just peel it off and replace it, but at the least being covered up in Bakugou's jack helps. Once her stomach is...not quite settled, but emptied, she feels. The same. Just less sick. In fact, she feels way more disgusting, and no matter how hard she tries to act tough, to put on a brave face and roll past it, she just can't. Under Bakugou's scrutinizing gaze she feels...insecure.

He would never judge her, she knows that very well, but that irrational part of her mind just nags and picks at her growing anxiety, whispers lies over and over as it breaks away that fragile strength she's built up over time. Brick by brick, the groundwork of her confidence is razed from the ground up. You're just small. Weak - in both body and mind. Everyone knows it, everyone saw it, and now you've just embarrassed yourself in front of the one person who may have thought otherwise. Well done, hero. Ochako shakes her head, shakes out those intrusive thoughts, because they're wrong, and she knows they're wrong, but those echoes weigh heavy on her chest.]

Mm.

[She can't bring herself to say more, looking down as tears still cling to her long lashes. She can't look Bakugou in the eye, despite how much she wants to, just to affirm that he's actually here, that he's actually real and this isn't some godawful nightmare. Maybe it'd be better if it was. That way, none of this would be real.]

I'm okay. [Well that's just flat a lie.] ...I'll be okay.

[Better.]

[floatsaway]

[More like 'get hypnotized into doing as the Romans do by weird music'. Ochako would never do anything like this on her own, especially not out in public, surrounded by a bunch of strangers. In fact, there's a dazed, almost drunken look to her face as Elle approaches, and only when she's touched does the girl finally seem to break out of the fog somewhat. Her eyes regain their focus, she stops dancing, looking confused and, after realizing someone is trying to take her pants off, absolutely horrified. Also rightfully furious.]

What? What's going--AAHH?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!

[Ochako smacks the girl's hands away, squinting one eye shut because her head feels...heavy. What the hell is happening?! Is this girl some sort of villain? Is this her quirk, maybe? Holy shit, what the actual fuck was she trying to do just now?! Ochako feels a cold shiver run up her spine, and her stomach twists into a cold and tight knot as she secures her pants and guards herself. Honestly, Elle's lucky to have avoided Ochako nailing her with a punch or a kick, but she does still feel dizzy... The music is still playing, and she's still fighting off the effects, uneasy on her feet but determined not to falter again.]

Don't you dare touch me again, you...y-you villain!

Arrival

[wolfwithagoat]

[Eskel's always enjoyed coastal weather, and as a result, he takes a few trips to the beach a week. Today is one of those days. The witcher lets himself enjoy the ocean breeze and the waves' rhythm. He lowers to his knees, intending to get a good meditation session in.]

[But then he hears an irritated voice...above? Eskel looks up in time to see a young woman in a weird outfit drifting along; clearly the breeze hasn't been doing much to calm her. Blinking, he watches her for a moment with shocked feline eyes. She gently spins in place while seemingly pouting. Whoosh...]

[Luckily for Ochako, Eskel's had a lot of experience with pushing through shock to get to action. He stands and jogs beneath her, matching her speed.]

Hey! You need help? I can catch you! [Judging from those broad shoulders, catching her won't be a problem. Just watch out for the spikes on parts of his armour.]

((OOC: Hello! Just a note that I'd like their CR to be platonic due to age difference. :) Couldn't help myself - I'm just so excited to see more MHA characters!! And I love Ochako. God, if only I could get confident with my All Might muse...))

[floatsaway]

((OOC: Of course!! I'm totally a-okay with platonic CR as well! It's why I put that she's a minor in the latter prompt (though I seriously don't think she'll even get frisky with anyone from the get-go, honestly, it'd break her mentally, f-ffff). And hehe, the two here are my good friends, who needled at me to TDM, so here I am!! And also All Might +__+))
---

Eh?

[Ochako has to fight a bit to right herself against the wind current still keen on blowing her away like a feather (considering she weighs less than one right now), but when she's not upside down, or spinning, in the air she gets a good enough glance at someone jogging to try and keep up. She doesn't recognize him at all, so definitely not anyone she knows, so many an inhabitant of this island?]

O-Oh, if you could, that'd be wonderful!! I-I'm still practicing a gradual release of my quirk, ehehe... And my boosters got waterlogged when I fell into the ocean here! [She could release her quirk and try to catch herself in the sand, but...probably not a great idea, even with the springs and cushions in her soles to soften the impact of landing.] I-I think the wind is dying down, I should be able to let myself drop in another second or two!

[wolfwithagoat]

((I saw that - good stuff dude! :Db Ah yes, friends are often the best enablers lol. They're great from what I've seen so far; I won't be surprised when you turn out the same. ^^ Yes, I have an account for him! But I don't think his muse is ready to be brought to a game proper. (Frankly I'm just able to keep up tagging with only the one character as it is, too...)))

[Quirk? That sounds familiar. But he can come back to that once the situation is a little less of a, well, situation.]

I'll be ready!

[And true to his word, he's prepared for whenever she does drop. That enhanced strength and agility turns out to be good for more than monster hunting. He notes the way the wind slows, adjusting his pace accordingly so he's in place below. Ochako will find herself falling into a solid, steady pair of arms, with a scarred face looking down at her. Once caught, he helps her back onto her feet, providing something to lean against if she needs it.]

[floatsaway]

((Lollll they sure are, and I've done my fair share of enabling in the past sooo... >__>;; It balances out, surely. And I will sing their praises until i am a rattling corpse so don't get me started. Super precious oocly, too, ofc. And thank you, you're sweet ;w; And woof, that's a biiig mood. I'm already sweating being in another game when I'm in 2 very active and busy ones already...))
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[Ochako has practiced this for, well...months now. She's not super duper pressed if she does fall, she can catch herself in the air with her quirk quick enough to avoid a hard landing - it's really the wind that's the main 'villain' right now. Once it does die down, however, the girl presses her fingertips together and mutters, softly--]

Release.

[--before dropping out of the air as gravity resumes on her body. She waits, posed to catch herself, just in case, but she needn't have to. Eskel catches her, and she laughs a little bit, reminded very much of All Might, or even Gunhead, slightly. But the face is, of course, vastly different from the both. She won't question the scar - that's impolite - and the pair of cat eyes just leads her to believe he has some sort of ocular quirk. No big deal at all. Honestly, not the strangest quirk or body alteration she's seen in her life by far.]

Haah, thank you very much!! That was a big help! Are you a native here, sir? Um...can you tell me where I am? Oh! And if you've seen anyone else around the shore today? I was with my friends and mentor before I arrived.

[wolfwithagoat]

((Ahaha but of course, that's how RP friendships work. D'aww that's so sweet! I hope they lurk and see that lol. ^^ Oooh which two games are you in? I hope everything works out with you joining Erku and I believe in you! *All Might voice* Go beyond, PLUS ULTRA! *coughcough*))
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[He nods in a wordless "no problem." Well, she's a bubbly one. Eskel might've found it somewhat endearing if it weren't for her questions. Between that, and dampness he felt on her clothes, he assumes she's new. He's never given this little talk to a new-comer before.]

[The best thing he can really do is answer her with the truth.]

No, 'fraid no one here is native. And I haven't see anyone else on the beach, least not yet. This place is called the Nameless Island - behind me's the Nameless City. Everyone here was brought by this intelligent machine...thing called the Augur. It can reach across universes somehow. Lotta details we still don't know, but the point is, you ain't on your own world anymore.

[Eskel will let her digest that before bringing up what comes next.]

[floatsaway]

((Hehehe, I hope so, too. c: And I'm in Avalon and just apped into Victory Road mmaaaybe a month ago now? Both games are super duper fun but also having 2 huge events at the same time - one being a fourth wall - so I'm swamped rn, LOL. Excuse any slowness in tagging that may come of that. AND THANK YOU. ;A;9 Hopefully I have enough time this app round to submit one...))
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[Wait...'no one here is native'? How can that be? This can't possibly be some sort of deserted island or something, right?! N-No way... Though, as she continues to listen, Ochako's once cheerful and bubbly air shifts into one of confusion and disbelief. And honestly, who could blame her? Much of what Eskel said seems so downright out there that it's hard to take him seriously if his face weren't so...serious. Plus, why would be lie? And why would he lie about something like that?

Even so, the last part sort of hits...a sour note. Not on her world--]

Wha...what? Th-That's...that's not possible. [There's no way she's just...been isekai'd to a different world like that! No quirk, or even piece of machinery can achieve interdimensional travel!! It's just something from science-fiction!]

throw in a towel;

[snipers]

I know, right?

[ ochako isn't the only one getting herself a massage, though yukari's nearly done with hers. she can't remember the last time she had a spa day, so yukari's taking full advantage of it while she can, even though, much like ochako, her own mind is working at a thousand miles an hour trying to process what's going on.

what she's not trying to process is how alone she is here. pampering is good for that. ]

'M Yukari, [ she mumbles lazily. just because she's got a lot going on that's not going to stop her from making connections and getting as much information as she can! ] You new here too?

[floatsaway]

[Likewise, Ochako is thankfully melting into the calm, serene feeling of all her kinks and aches being worked out that she's not quite so worried about...everything. Literally everything. It's amazing what a massage can do for one's health and mind. The next few hot stones are placed on her back and she sighs out in sheer bliss, eyes sliding shut as the attendant rubs a soothing and fragrant oil over her back working their hands about her shoulders, neck, and even down her arms a bit. Gosh, this is heaven.]

Mm... [Give her a second.] Mmhm. My name's Ochako - Uraraka Ochako. It's nice to meet you, Yukari-chan. You didn't happen to see another girl come in here, did you? A little shorter than me, with long, green-ish black hair, large eyes, and a really cute smile? She's my friend, and we were working together before I showed up here... I think we may have gotten separated, so I--ah...haahh...mmm--

[FOCUS, OCHAKO.] Mm....thought I'd find her here...

[snipers]

[ furrowing her brow for a moment, yukari tries to remember if she's seen anyone matching that description. ]

Mmm... [ ah, but that second delay is because of her attendant's hands, working down her spine and doing their best to work out all of her knots. ] ...No, she doesn't sound familiar.

[ and now she picks up her head a little so she can catch a glimpse at the other girl. ]

Sorry, Ochako-chan. But— [ her eyes close, and she dips her head down again ] —don't give up hope... She might be here. Just hiding.

[floatsaway]

[Oh, that's...not good. Ochako frowns a bit, though it doesn't last because she's sighing out the next time her attendant's hands go down her back, to the base of her spine where all the real bad knots usually manifest. Now, Ochako isn't the worst off in regards to muscle strain and beating herself up, but her line of work does get very strenuous, so she's going to be a bit tense in some parts, and this time around, the muscles need to be worked out a bit more thoroughly. Which means some pinches and pangs of pain before bliss.]

M-Maybe...oh! [She whimpers for a second before pressing her cheek into her pillow. Man, if this was a thing after every mission she did...holy shit.] I don't think Tsu-chan would do something like this, as incredible as it is... Maybe a bath, but not much else. She's a bit more mmm! M-Modest...

[snipers]

[ yukari doesn't reply for a moment as her attendant lets her know that her massage is complete. however, yukari is free to stay here for a little while to finish up her conversation. she thanks them politely, waits until they leave, and then covers as much of herself as she can with her towel. ]

I think there are baths here, [ her reply finally comes, slowly dragging herself out of the relaxed bliss she had been in. ] Have you checked there yet?

[floatsaway]

[Ochako's not done quite yet, considering she has far more tension to work out, and the attendant does apologize for having to intrude on the two young ladies' conversation, promising that they'll be quick.]

M-Mmhm... I-It was the first place I went to, actually. I wanted to clean up before anything else, and - ah! - I didn't see her there. My communicator doesn't work, either, I think it got damaged when I fell into the water...so I can't reach her.