"A rapid-fie with my new technique…I call it: AP Shot auto cannon!" I bragged. "I reduced the power for use against an actual person."
"Better yet, damn man! You're hated by pretty much everyone around for the same reasons," sand Dunce face.
"Tech!" sneered the Shiketsu jerk as his creep hand fingers went back to him.
"That gross stuff that scattered, it's returning to him?!" cried Dunce face.
The creeper suddenly spat out that gross shit again. "In that case, I shall break you with my own hands, and force you to understand that behaving in a manner appropriate to one's affiliation is the true definition of dignity!"
"What the hell si wrong with this guy?" Dunce Face whined again.
"Bastard won't shut up!" I replied, heading into battle. "I'll murder him!"
'Get a grip, dude! This is an exam, remembeR?" he shouted after me. "Jeez, everything I say is futile with these guys! Let's finish up things quicklike!" he yelled, shooting something at meatball which missed. Dunce face.
"Oh, uh, crap…"
"I see…a flying projectile. That's an annoying obstruction," said Shiketsu creeper. Paying attention to Dunce Face over me.
"DON'T YOU DARE IGNORE ME!" I shouted, giving him a good blast.
"Who said I was?" he sneered and i felt…something gross as hell on my neck.
the goop shit.
"HUUH?"
he must've - under the bridge -
"Now then, I do believe you witnessed what became of Kirishima just a bit earlier, but if you touch that flesh, it's all over!" sneered Shiketsu as I felt that weird shit doing - something to me - flowing over my head.
"AKUGOU!" called Dunce Face.
"Sh - hey, dumbass - get " - I called at Dunce Face tossing him a grenade. And then it got my arms - the rest - and I couldn't fucking move.
"You're kidding me" said Dunce Face.
"This is what's referred to as a show of force," said Shiketsu, "in this exam only an exceptional minority are permitted to pass, and yet All Might has retired, and we've reached the turning point of this ear. Under normal circumstances, would it not be more suitable to increase the amount of active heroes as much as possible?" Which is to say, the hidden implication of this exam is weeding out the riffraff. The selection to pick out the cream of the crop, and take the occupation of hero to a higher dimension, has already begun. That is what I have surmised. and I am in full support of this, which is why I shall continue to reject you all as I have been."
dammit. I don't give a fuck what this asshole thinks, I don't. It doesn't matter he's just some asshole who gives a fuck what the fuck…that stupid again…all might retiring…
"So you're saying you're gonna ignore the objective of the exam itself just for that? That's kinda strange, don't you think?" said Dunce Face.
"What's strange is that a coarse plebeian such as yourself dares to stand in society with pride in his eyes. Incidentally, even in that form, your friends can still feel pain. Releasing an electrical discharge now would hurt them, Denki Kaminari."
"You've been spouting practically nothing but insults this whole time," said Dunce face. "It's actually pretty mean, you know. I wish you'd stop."
"That is simply because you are well aware that what I speak is the truth!" Meatball creep spewed back. CAn't believe I have to root for dunce face but…hearing meatball spew, "It would be quite felicitous to me if you were to reflect on that!" made me wanna cheer him on.
"I'm not talking about me!" he said to Meatball. And I heard the explosion that meant he was using my grenade.
"By wrapping explosive components, Bakugou can create simple grenades!" said Kaminari. I once asked whether those things were a fashion accessory or something, and he told me about it, after snapping." By the way, Mr. Know-itall, you've just staggered into a pretty interesting position, you know!"
"Hm?" And there was an electric explosion to follow my own.
"You were aiming for this the whole time?" cried Meatball. As he spoke, I felt my arms getting feeling back - stretching…he was losing control.
"He may be a potty-mouthed asshole, but he's actually more serious than most about this hero thing, you know?" Dunce Face was talking about me now. "That strategy of giving me grenades to get out of a sticky situation…that was pretty smart. And of Kirishima, for his friends, he marched into enemy territory. HE's a good guy, to the point of being stupid. You only heard best and pieces about us, bu go on acting like a know-it-all. And Don't go dissing my friends!"
"I'm telling you to know your place, idiot!" screamed Meatball.
But I was back in fighting shape and with one good blast - Kirishima also got up to punch him - I ended that asshole.
"Depending on the amount of damage you take, your meat prisons are cancelled, it seems," I concluded. "No wonder you only fight at long range."
"Thanks, Kaminari!" said Kirishima.
"Took your damn time, jerk face!" I told him off.
"You're the worst! No wonder you get dissed," he whined back."Never mind that, look out! You guys weren't the only ones kneaded into those balls!"
"Oh, I know!" I grinned. Targets.
We've got this.
