[Open] 🚬 July Flames

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Who: Dabi & others
What: July Catch-All
When: July
Where: Various

Content Warnings: Potential mentions of domestic/child abuse, potential mentions of murder, violence, adult language/subjects

Notes: General and specific starters and event prompts are found below. Contact under cut.

If you want to hit me up for ideas on prompts or plots, feel free to comment on Dabi's CR meme post or his Event plotting post, hit me up on my contacts – Plurk (StarSeed69) / Discord (StarSeed#3572) – shoot me a PM, or drop an ooc comment down below, and we’ll hash it out. I'm down to write a unique starter for our threads if you prefer.

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[Dabi certainly will have an entertaining video to show her later, even if Ochako will know she wasn't really herself when she did what she did. It still will haunt her for a very, very long time because it's as Dabi thinks - despite the influence, she still has the capacity and ability to hurt, to maim, to kill. It exists in every Hero, every person, and only needs a trigger to set it off. That sort of haunting realization will most definitely rattle her for a good, long while, and the reminder will most certainly upset her. Perfect ammo to pass time, considering Dabi tends to enjoy not only poking the beehive, but dousing it in gasoline and lighting it up.

Trenchies don't come back is the thing, so this man's story has permanently closed - yet another thing Dabi can lord over her if he so wishes. The deed is done and though there are a few stray twitches and jerks as his muscles spasm with the last few jolts of his brain before it finally shuts down and his life is truly extinguished for good. Thankfully (to some's perspective, anyway), that blood splattered from his nose and mouth, covering his face in grizzly red, because the face - or what's left of it from the impact - most certainly isn't a pleasant one. Nor is the wet, slippery shlorp sound of the wire retracting from around the man's neck and snapping back into place inside Ochako's bracer.

She doesn't even look back, doesn't acknowledge the bodies - alive and dead - and just turns away from it, taking a heavy and uneasy step away. Maybe to keep on this path, maybe to get away from the literal crime scene, who knows. There's nothing but the shadow of the fledgling Hero now, the only possible remorse for what she's done coming in the crimson streaks running down her eyes.

Saved...yes. She's a Hero. A Hero...who...wh-who saves...]

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[of course, that depends on whether he feels like showing it to her or if he wants to show it to the rest of trench. at the moment, she's got a saving grace in that dabi has no viable way to get the recordings off his device. corner stores and the like aren't exactly carting around computers and his camera wasn't the kind to go plug and play into the normal photograph things found at usual convenience stores. but he doesn't plan on letting that stop him forever. even if the rest of trench are aware that she and the other 'good guys' weren't themselves at the time, it'll make for a nice visual reminder that no one's safe from the influences. heroes aren't above those base actions and feelings no matter how much they want to think they are.

what fun is there in poking the beehive when he can set fire to the entire thing and destroy them all?

yeah, he's aware that only sleepers come back. does it weigh on his mind that this man won't be returning from the sea? not a second. his only purpose now is to be murdered by a hero and left lying in an oozing mess of his own spewed body. broken and crushed on the ground with bits of skull flecking the floor as the gray matter starts to leak from the back of his skull, impact pulverized it enough to turn the back section into liquidized mush. his head twists unnaturally as the wire slides off from around his neck, causing his head to roll and wobble on the ground. nah, he won't be nice enough to burn this one. let it lie here. a testament to what ochako's quirk is capable of.

mmm, she might want to consider cleaning that wire, less it gunk up the inside of her bracer... something for her to do later. once she's back to her old self and has to deal with dragging out the splattered, gory length of wire from her costume. then get inside it with tweezers and gauze to clean out the blood and gore.

dabi leans forward, leading with his body to follow her. long legs carry him to her side, turquoise eyes glancing to her face. crimson tears, huh... probably something from the corruption. he could stay with her, lead her to another person, coax her into another kill. but the villain's not got this far for being a reckless idiot. she's potentially close to beasthood right now. best to leave her to rampage on her own and occasionally check in.]

Enjoy ya first blood, kid. Now ya ain't any fuckin better than the rest of us. Just as dirty.

[two flings of his hands and blue fire pours out on either side of him, blasting over a few of the remaining living people struggling to drag themselves away. letting them light uraraka's path as she walks away amid the glowing blue human torches. dabi backs off, letting the smoke wrap around him.]

See ya round, villain.

[and fades out into the clouds and debris.]