The Sturdy Hero, Red Riot!

Affiliated with Citta Alveare. Eijirou Kirishima from Boku no Hero Academia Residence:Y-4 Rank:Nobody Menu hidden behind the icons

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That day we all creamed

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     ﴾❇﴿—Accidents happen.

Everyone always says that. For you, who’s been in Hive City for a while, you’ve definitely had your share of accidents. Accidental meetings, accidental bumps, accidentally getting yourself stuck in a vending machine—the point is, everywhere you go, you’ve somehow managed to find yourself in something related to an accident. You want to say you find yourself used to this but somehow, you still end up being surprised.

Today is not an exception.

The streets were filled with its usual humdrum: busy cars and busy people zooming by. It didn’t help that the sun’s out too—not a cloud in sight to block the harsh rays coming down on everyone. You’re laboring under the sun as you walk, having recently just come back from the other side of the beyond. You try not to look antsy but it’s hard when your thoughts are jumbled and you’re nothing but a giant bundle of anxious nerves right now.

You don’t notice the truck that’s skidding when you cross the street. It’s when you start hearing screams that you finally glance up from your pointed stare at the ground and you see the truck exploding and something like a white tidal wave washes over the asphalt and over people scrambling to get away. You, however, are too frozen to react quick enough that the whipped cream sweeps you off your feet and buries you under its sweet richness.

It feels like you’re actually drowning. Once the sweep settles and there’s a huge whip cream pile, you struggle from where you’re buried, panic beginning to grip at your heart and your mind. your movements become frantic—you don’t want to die like this.

You just barely came back from the previous one.

While you frantically dig away at the whip cream so you have some air to breath instead of inhaling cream, you hear a voice in your frenzied movements. Perking up, you try to get your hand out to the top and wave around. You can’t necessarily respond without choking on some whipped cream, but you try your best to hysterically wave your arm out, hoping that whoever’s calling from the distance can see.

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Relentlessly, tirelessly. The scooping and digging did not cease, this kind of situation was the most hopeless kind. There was no vision, sound was being absorbed by the substance. 

But the kid couldn’t give up, he wouldn’t. Not as a man, not as a hero. This was the kinda stuff he was gonna have to do as one.  Chest high in the endlessly creamy goodness he waddles through despite the resistance. Suddenly one of his hands bumps into a flailing hand of another. Eijirou’s eyes widen, he did not know how much time he had on him to save this person, grabbing them by the wrist and pulling them in close to his body. “ Are you alright!? Can you breath!? “ He shouted loudly, a voice filled of stress and worry. Swiping with his free arm to construct a small dome for air and vision. It was one he had to continuously maintain as the cream kept sinking down at them.

There was so much cream covering the other, Eijirou swept away what he could from their face to get confirmation of their well being. 

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The low hanging fruit

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You hoped to figure out the city’s layout, which, for the most part, meant walking the city with little idea of where you were going. Someone shouts at you and you turn towards the voice, scowling when the man calls you ‘chick’. You raise an eyebrow, annoyance clear on your face. You’re not even sure how he managed to get himself caught like that, literally hanging from a tree. Had he been climbing the tree and then fallen? It’s the only way you can think of for him to get so caught.

You sigh and walk towards him. You can’t just leave him there. “Stop,” you order as you look up at the tree. His foot is entangled in branches and you don’t need to check your pockets to know you have nothing to cut them with. You frown, tapping your chin as you think about it, and then, with a shrug, you climb up the tree. Reaching the branches that keep him stuck, you start pulling at them, breaking the ones you can. “Hold… On.” And then you move the final branch and he’s out. In a free fall.

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Despite mentally preparing himself for the free fall, he still let out a scream followed by a groan from the daft thud of landing on the grass beneath. Rubbing the back of his now aching neck he slowly got up, now having a sore neck and ankle.

Once the blood settled down to circulate in his whole body he looked at the girl who helped him and grinned, a flash of sharp fangs for teeth at full display.

“ Thanks, dude! I was worried I’d be hanging there forever. Really appreciated. “

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Swimming among piranhas

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:: “Running from such creatures is an insult to my pride. I’d rather not, thank you.” he said with almost sarcastic undertones. He knew he’d be able to handle the Pariah outbreak just fine, and he knew he could just leave it to the kid who offered to stay behind. 

But that comment about running ticked him off. He didn’t run from Karna Masta, he’s not running now.

“I suggest you run. The sight you’ll see is quite nasty.” the warning came almost quietly; Yuura’s magic was already starting to seep out of the ground. He may not be able to use human souls, but animals were just as handy.

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Oh what’s this? Such level of confidence to tackle on these monsters was quite manly! Eijirou was getting good first impressions of the edgy looking fella. The skin on his arm started to expand and build up on them in jagged layers and shape until his arms looked more like sharp cliffs of a mountain side. 

“ Willing to stay, risking taking a beating so others can run off safely, that’s truly manly! “  Smashing his transformed hands together sent off sparks from the collision.

“ I’m with you! “

The snarling sounds soon came as the wave of pariahs approached. Unpleasant things to look at to say the least. Misshapen humanoids with dead expressions, experiments gone wrong and dumped in the district below. For what mental strength they had lost to become akin to animals, they had gain equal difference in physical strength and who knows what else various special pariahs could pull off. 

As the sounds got louder, the fierce red haired boy was more than ready. Some zombie like things weren’t gonna be able to bite through his natural armor.

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2 hours in the ball pit

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It had all been so sudden.

Still being new to Hive City, Vivi wanted to check out the other Sectors. Sector One was one which she was curious about at that moment in time, so why not go exploring?

It had all gone downhill from there.

Hearing that somewhat threatening message, she sighed a huge sigh. Trust her to get herself caught up in trouble. Being sucked into the pit, and having giant bouncy balls smack her in the face as she struggled to dig her way through the seemingly endless pile. This was not fun.

That music wasn’t certainly helping either, damn.

She had her headphones on, playing one of her favourite songs as so she could work harder to be free of this madness, when she heard a boy call out to her. She turned around, and saw a spiky haired individual approaching her.

“I’m no bad guy, dude. I just want to get the hell outta here.”

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“ Well it looks like we got a common goal then! I suggest we keep running in one direction until we reach a wall rather than trying to swim up from all these balls. “  As the pocket space for them started to collapse and all the plastic balls filling up like a sea once more, the boy thrusted a hand forward to where he last saw her standing.  “ Vision is almost zero in this place! Take my hand and we’ll get outta this together alright? Scream if something happens to you! “

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Wrong kinda nasty

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Keeping distance. Actually, that’s what Frey intended to do. Staying away for good. But when he hears the two thugs speak up, he finds himself rolling his eyes. He scammed one of them off their money, earlier. Ron, was it? Of course he could still walk away and pretend to not know jackshit. Maybe this was really about the kid and they forgot about him. But Frey would still feel bad for the kid. And really, he has enough nightmares already. The captain raises his gun against Ron’s head, as he sneaks up from behind. He’s holding his cutlass ready in his other hand. If he’s going to intervene, he’s making sure to not end up getting sliced himself.

“I hate to break it to you dumb scums, but you really have the wrong one. And I’d suggest you to forget about it, if you want to keep your small bit of brain.”

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Eijirou blinked with a surprised look as someone came to intervene with his issue. It was a rugged adult, was he possibly a pro-hero? However, the boy could feel things could get ugly really quick. Yet the man had appeared completely unnoticed by the thugs, Eijirou believed in him.

As for the thugs, well Ron certainly kept himself still. Dob looked in surprise at the new guy, so did the others. 

“ Hey Dob, we should listen. “ “ Nah man, we don’t shiv. We ain’t bust. “

And now, Eijirou was instantly held in a choke grip with the edge of a knife against his throat. The red haired boy knew better than trying to struggle in such a situation, he wasn’t a hostage for winnings, but an escape ticket for their friend who got put in same predicament first.

“ Now old man, now you shiv. “ Dob said, feeling quite safe with his hostage. “ Let Ron go, else spud here get sliced and diced. “ He grinned with the worst kind of scumbag smug.

Eijirou swallowed, feeling the cold blade pressed against his throat. He didn’t want to risk the guy who wanted to help him out of it to get hurt. Eijirou looked up to, trying to see what he was gonna do next.

With just a little more time, Eijirou could help the man taking these goons out. The timing just had to be right.

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Sticky Fashion

    This was… weird. Even for the Hive, a sudden tsunami of squishy slimeballs was a strange occurrence. Having stepped on one as it rolled to a halt in her path, she finds herself unable to move immediately, only to be shielded from a veritable barrage of them by a somewhat smaller frame than her own, bright red hair sticking up in all manner of odd angles (which, admittedly, at least made them look about the same height). Straightening at the question, she wonders if it’s really alright for him to have taken the brunt of that, though judging by the give beneath her heel, the force these little ‘monsters’ exert probably isn’t very considerable at all.

         “I’m good. Kinda weirded out but, y’ know, good.” Tilting her body to one side so that she can look around him, she takes note of the little blobs clinging tight to him, brows arching high over mismatched eyes. A low whistle ensues, and she pats his shoulder solemnly, stepping around to take a better look at him. “From th’ looks’a things though, seems t’ me like I should be askin’ you if you’re okay. How’re ya gonna get those lil’ things off?”          She could try and help, of course, but given that one of her feet was still stuck to the pavement, she didn’t think she’d have much success. Looking between him and the blobs now dotting his chest, a sudden thought strikes her, and she looks down at her shoe in mild horror.          “Y’ don’t think they’re gonna try an’ eat through people’s clothes, do ya? These sneakers are brand new!”

He was relieved she was alright, it wouldn’t make him much of a man if he failed his duty to protect someone after he put his mind into doing so.

“ Eat our clothes!? “ Eijirou panicked at the idea, quickly trying to pull the radiantly colored monsters from his clothes to no avail again. If he could just somehow get between the monsters and his clothes with his hands he could probably pull them off but... That was easier to think than do.

“ If that’s what they’re planning to do then they’re taking their damn time. I’m fine, they don’t seem to do anything else than just getting stuck to fabric and space out. “

Really tho, the weight of all the little slimeballs he had on his shirt was getting really cumbersome, that along with the summer heat impaired his train of thought so he did the fastest solution of getting rid of them, quickly unbuttoning his shirt, revealing his muscular build as he toss the shirt and the monsters glued to it along with it. 

“ There, now I can at least think. There gotta be a way to get them off people, since they don’t want to stick to skin. “

Hands on his waist he tried to figure out the connection between the dots. He looked over at the lady he had just helped with his deep red eyes and an eyebrow raised.

“ Any clues yaself? “

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Of God and Men

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Youth today, were so… youthful, He is patient as he clasp both hands in front of him, this was a world of considerable peace, more so than his own home. The youth here, do not know war, do not know what it means to suffer. 

 “No. I was born with such features. I am Gwyndolin, the Dark Sun.” Sounds more like a villain name than anything else really. 

One of the snakes hisses in response. 

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Eijirou jumps at the sudden hiss, they were clearly sentient in themselves. He had no desire to get bitten, so while still impressed by the cool traits, he more cautiously so admired it.

“ Wow, one of them people whose quirk started already at birth huh? I don’t think I ever seen one of those with my own eyes. “

He looked up to Gwyndolin, the wide grin he gave to the person showed his sharp shaped teeth well as he pushed one of his thumbs against his chest.

“ I’m Eijirou Kirishima! It’s cool to meet you Gwyndolin. Is Dark Sun your hero name? Mine’s Red Riot! “

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MANnerism

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In each other instance, Kurogiri had been the one to approach the UA students. A surprise attack was not at all what he expected. Thankfully the orange’s impact was mostly negated by his metal plating, only his suit was harmed with sticky juice. They must still be laboring under the impression that his neck was his only solid point. “How uncalled for. You young heroes have truly become unruly.” Kurogiri rubbed the plating, sweeping it clean as he studies the hero. This boy was one of the one who had stood to defend All Might, yet they had made no impact, and no real impression on Kurogiri other then possessing a pitiful quirk. 

“Unfortunate that I will have to resume your education in place of your teachers.” The lesson would be no to anger an experience villain, and most certainly not to engage them in combat without assistance. Putting down his grocery bags, Kurogiri’s eyes flickered to the crowd that had parted around them, many running for the door. “Come now, what are you waiting for? I shall turn what little advantage you think you have against you.” He made no motion, content to wait out their quirk’s limit if they would not attack. 

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But what the mist guy didn’t know was exactly what advantages the boy had over him. Eijirou far well the guy could make portals out of thin air. So all he had to do was to aggressively remove the distance between the two and pin him down by his metal neck.

Of course, the hot blooded teenager was already in full motion while these thoughts ran through his head, ready to side step at the slightest motion that could be the start of a warp gate.

Since the mist guy was talking a whole lot, he probably didn’t have much to show. Out of the two, Eijirou was certain he was the better fighter.

With his right arm harden, powerful enough to chop a blade in half, the distance was quickly shorten. However since he didn’t have the advantage of making a sneak attack, a jump where he have less control of his movement in the air wasn’t a good idea, he had to be ready at all times to not step into a warp gate. All Eijirou was thinking was to neutralize the mist guy fastest possible. 

The longer the fight would last, the worse it would be for our hero.

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Manhole

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The first thing he feels upon waking up is a buzz in the back of his head. Feels almost like being hungover, yet he hadn’t drank recently. Flammelle preferred to keep sober while on the clock. His eyes finally open to see the walls around them. Judging by how damp it was and the pipes, perhaps he was in the sewer? Some less glamorous investigations have involved coming down here.

Wait. Wait he is in practically a cell with no memory of how he got here and fuck. Fuck this is not good this is not-

Panic consumes him. Quick hands brush over his clothing to try and find his gun. But there is no weapon there or its holster. This man is practically defenceless. Now his phone is searched for. Not here either.

Danger isn’t uncommon in Hive City. Whether by accident or on purpose he has faced it quite a few times. Yet this is a more compromising position and he is scared. So scared of dying or being held captive by god knows what. Only a voice from behind snaps the radio head out of this trance. Turning around, his arms are held up in an effort to protect him but relax at the teenager. It is just a boy he does not recognise. Raises even more questions but talking to him could give some of those answers.

“With this city it’d take more than being knocked out to kill me.” From others it could come as a boast. Yet from him it’s just a sad resignation of how much Hive has exposed him to.

“I have a few ideas of why someone might want rid of me if only for a while. But that doesn’t explain you being here. We’ve never even met before.”

The White Fang looking to demonstrate their goals on a popular figure. Crime groups angered by Hive City Radio reporting on their activity. Or maybe he was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. Maybe there is no specific reason for this.

Flammelle isn’t sue what option he likes the least.

“Still, I’d rather not remain here to find out. We need to get out of here. Judging by all these pipes we might be in the sewer. In what sector I can’t tell. If only I could remember where I was before.”

Now that terror needs to be put aside and turned into action. Even through all the fear he can’t just sit here and wait to die. No way in hell. Mike would never have wanted him to do that.

“Guessing there probably won’t be a key laying around here. Still, it is something to check for anyway. Our hands and feet at least don’t seem to be chained up. Big mistake on their part but I’m not complaining.”

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“ Ah, so this isn’t some freshmen ceremony kinda thing huh? I guess we’re in a bad spot if you say so. “

Although Eijirou had hoped it was all just a rough prank, it seems things were not gonna be pretty after all. Getting up he started to look around for, well, anything really. There wasn’t much around left to imagination. 

“ I can’t really find anything here. Are you off with any better luck? “

However, their conversation was quickly interrupted by an outside force banging at the bars that made for a door to the cell. A large man, fully armored with neon like visor and a quarterstaff that was glowing at one tip and crackling with energy. 

“ Fifteen minutes! “ He growled before continuing his patrol further down the hall. 

Eijirou blinked, not sure what to make of it. He looked at his one cellmate with a puzzled look, an eyebrow raised.

“ Fifteen minutes until what? “

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Sweet Sugar Candy

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The massive candy store chain recently blooming in Citta called ‘ Sugar Superstar ‘ had just now open a new store in the district. And they had hyped up a premium “ Crystal Candy “, a new candy they made, for free to the first two hundred people that visits the store!

Of course, Eijirou saw this challenge and free candy is a pretty sweet deal for just getting up early. He had been wise getting there an hour early as there was already a long ass line. But in the end he had gotten the promised swagbag, one of the last they had even! Close one.

However, despite the sunny morning, there seemed to be one little cloud. One girl sitting outside the store didn’t look too happy, and noticeably without a swagbag of her own.

Now, as a man, Eijirou could just not simply ignore this and walk home. That would be a very unmanly thing to do. So instead, he did the right, manly thing, and walked to her, holding his brightly colored bag of goods in his left hand. Opening his mouth to talk, exposing his shark like teeth in the process.

“ Hey, what’s wrong? “

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I’ve finally killed all distractions from RP so today I will tend to the one starter I have left to do and the replies to the starters that has been replied to

sorry for the wait!

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Guess who finished all his starters?

That’s right, me!

It would be unmanly if I didn’t, after all!

( This means I will start replying to threads, sorry for you who have been waiting )

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2 hours in the ball pit

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“ WHAT THE HELL IS THIS!? LET ME LIVE FOR AT LEAST ONE DAY! “ One clearly heated guy somewhere in the ocean of plastic balls shouted in frustration as he kept digging.

Hi, you might be wondering why we’re stuck here. Let’s go back 8 minutes in time and see why.

Before anyone was the wiser in Sector 1, an otherwise seemingly calm sector. Four entire blocks of buildings vanished down the ground and great vacuum sucked any and all people into the cubical shaped pit. Confused at what was going on, it was evidentally clear as helicopters flied over and dropped what seemed like tons of plastic balls in all kinds of colors quickly filling the pit to the surface. However, as light as these plastic balls were, gravity made sure they still gave a good smack upon landing and few could use the time the pit was filled to climb up. 

Then an announcement was made loud and clear. It was a woman’s voice for certain.

“ Happy Ball Pit day everyone! To celebrate such an event, we have made this fantastic ball pit for all of you down there to try and survive! In 2 hours from when this message started, the pit will be filled with the most potent acid we could create here in Citta!

Ah but don’t worry! We have already released several beasties and henchmen to make sure it’s still exciting until then!

Best of luck everyone! Remember, you cannot die here in Citta, but slowly melting from acid dissolving you might be an even worse experince! “

A click sound was made, ending the message. Then the whole block started to play a catchy, happy tune.

To one certain Eijirou Kirishima, this was one really messed up situation.

And now, back to present time.

Shoveling through the balls, hoping to not meet any hazards, Eijirou’s idea was to find an edge of the pit and climb up from there and kept digging forward.

And then one of his hands swiped at something that was certainly softer than a plastic ball, a bit round, sure, but not cold and plastic, squish squish.

Feeling a tingle down his spine, he quickly blew the plastic balls aside with both his arms. Albeit it temporarily turned into a plastic ball igloo, it would collapse back short enough.

From what he could tell, it was a girl, a very green girl. He hoped it was her favourite girl the way she dressed, but there were more serious things to attend to right now than those thoughts!

“ Hey dude are ya bad guy?? Or are you trying to get outta here too? “

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Sticky fashion

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It was like out of nowhere, hundreds... No, thousands of bouncy, brightly colored gumballs started to bounce down the streets of the sector. Like a massive avalanche of all the rainbow’s colors they blot out the sun and cast the sickest shade.

“ What the hell...? “

Eijirou Kirishima, a fifteen year old guy who had yet to see much of the world, had certainly not seen something like this. Only when they started to fall down did he notice they sported big, round eyes. There was little escape for people not possessing superspeed or teleportation. 

The bouncy balls bounced everywhere, and they instantly clung to people. Including Eijirou. “ Wh-what the hell! Get off me! “  He tried to pull the three stuck on his right arm but to no avail, they just stared at him gleefully. They might as well been welded onto his jacket. 

But no, what’s worse, here came a second wave of the bastards. Seeing a woman in no doubt busy with the situation in her own shoes, Kirishima did the only thing a man should do!  Dashing forth, he makes himself into a human shield (metaphorically speaking) and blocks the pink, light blue, neon green and what have you balls showering down on him. Clinging to his fabric like those before him.

Strange, they don’t seem to cling onto peoples skin, just their clothes. He thought to himself. 

As the wave ceased, he turned around.

“ Hey, ya alright dude? “ Kirishima asked with honest concern, despite his arms and front of his pants being covered in the little pests. Thankfully the bastards weren’t too heavy, but their weight certainly started to stack.

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Wrong kinda nasty

captaindarianfrey

“ I told ya guys, you got the wrong guy! I don’t owe ya crap! “

Oh no, the teenage boy is in a pinch! Ganged up by adult street thugs trying to milk him out of cash. It was the most low-ground kinda bad guys. Wearing shades with a red visor blocking view of the eyes going across the eyes of the shades. There were at least four of them, and two of them were clearly the leaders as they started to speak. One was tall, lean and mean. The other was short, stout and proud.

“ You hear that Ron? He say he ain’t owing us squat. “ “ I hear you Don, I think he shiv. “ “ We don’t shiv, do we Ron? “ “ Absolutely not Don, and we don’t like others who shiv. “ “ We slices and dices those who shiv. “ “ That we do, Don. “ 

It was really looking like a bad situation for the poor kid. If only someone who had balls enough to intervene rather than keeping distance because it’s not their problem!

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That day we all creamed

komorebichii

“ IF ANYONE’S IN THERE PLEASE SAY SOMETHING! “ The boy relentlessly kept digging through a massive white mountain of whipped cream in the middle of the street, in such amounts it blocked the road and people dug with hands and shovels to get others out of the mess.

Hi, you might wonder how we got into this situation, let’s rewind three minutes ago.

Everything was fine and normal, an average summer day. When suddenly the giant truck loaded with whipped cream for a giant ice cream bar that was gonna use it for a pool event started to slide on the hot asphalt, tipping over and the tanks behind getting slammed into the ground caused the pressure inside to make it all burst and foam up in an instance.

Numeral were hurt Dozens were swept away in the rich tidal wave.

The red haired boy with the sharp fang-like teeth stood his ground at the edge, his first thought as a hero, no, as a man, was to help those who got stuck inside the avalanche. 

He had already got three people out of it who tried to make their way out of the mess. Right now he was digging his way deeper into it. Hopefully to find more people he could help out.

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