#terribletornado

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Chapter 212 of One Punch Man redraw :)

I saw this chapter art and for reasons that are probably obvious, I felt inspired to draw it myself! Tatsumaki's hair is probably my favorite to draw (and Toru Hagakure from MHA is my least favorite lol. They have similar hairstyles but Toru's definitely feels more complicated to draw while Tatsumaki's hair is just fun and whimsical!)

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((Starter for @terribletornado!))

Mob didn’t tend to announce his powers. It wasn’t that he kept them especially secret - he just didn’t like relying on them to do everything for him. He had to be... what was that phrase... ah, yes. Self-sufficient.

But, sometimes, one’s powers come out even when they’re not supposed to. As is the case when, while eating at Archimedes Ward’s Star Trail, the spoon he’s using to eat his pho soup bends like a pretzel. And then the next one bends. And the next one.

“A-ah!” he exclaims, bowing profusely to the woman running the street stall when yet another spoon bends. She’s starting to get cross with him for destroying all her silverware. “I-I’m sorry!"

If only someone else with telekinesis was able to help...

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( ☠ ) Subtlety was not strength of the nurse. Something that would become quickly apparent to the onlooker as a flying satchel struck their attacker in the shoulder. "You get away from her!" A small warning until she came charging in, a balled hand making a fist as she decked the intruder away before swinging at another and knocking them out as well. A pause comes after as she looks to see if any other hooligans were accompanying them, before turning attention to the girl. "What is your condition? Are you unharmed? Good."

She doesn't wait for an answer from. Not when there was work to be done now that is more pressing. "-Grab me my bag." Quick words from as the nurse had already gone to the two individuals, crouching over to see the extent of their wounds.

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“This outfit is certainly... breezy.” As agreed, both 2B and Tatsumaki had traded looks for the duration of the Halloween party. Wearing other clothing wasn’t something she typically did, instead sticking to her YoRHa uniform for convenience’s sake. But Tatsumaki’s outfit? It consisted of a single piece that left little to the imagination. 2B’s curves in particular felt a little... exposed.

Even so, the two had wandered to the balcony of the manor the party was being held at. It wasn’t as crowded so the added privacy was nice even if there were others up there too, plus they could still hear the music.

“Sorry, I’m not very good with crowded places.” Could androids get anxiety? Yes, and 2B felt it in crowded areas. “But did you want to try dancing, Tatsumaki? It’s a little like roller skating, but with a partner.”

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@terribletornado // starter call

The crowd here at Little Tokyo was really too much like the real thing -- Rantaro had just decided to come through the area to grab some more familiar foods for his stomach when the crowd had swarmed. Was there some kind of special nearby or maybe it was the upcoming Halloween season that had shoppers out and around to stock up for the holiday? He wasn’t too sure and he was just trying his best to not step on any toes or knock any people over if possible, but no one was making it easy for sure. 

A really hard shove from someone made it impossible to not bump into someone though, the only lucky bit being that he didn’t do anything aside from shove the other really hard. Still, Rantaro felt bad and extended an apology. “Hey, my bad there -- this crowd’s really rough today. Were you looking to grab something? I’ll help you out, as an apology.” 

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Byleth did not ever think it was possible to lose Sothis in a crowd. Unlike him a person who sank into the background easily, she was so loud she immediately commanded all of your attention. Even when she was now more than just a voice in his head, Byleth was still compelled to listen to her.

But... He lost her again. She was going to call him an airhead for this, and lecture him again. He made his way through the crowd standing tall above it when he noticed a familiar head of green hair. He immediately reached out and patted her on the head like one would a child, on instinct alone. 

“Getting lost, now you’re the one whose acting like a kid...” He muttered stroking her hair kindly. He did not really know who he was at heart, he was raised by Jeralt, he heard a voice in his head for some reason, but he was starting to think he might be a teacher at heart. Then his hand froze as he realized the person he had started petting in public was not Sothis at all. 

“Oh, you’re not....” He tilted his head to the side, his mouth fell open in surprise but no further words came out as he quieted. Then, he collected himself and asked. “Have you seen a sassy lost child, with seaweed hair like yours?” 

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“s rank 2 tornado of terror.” memories of when the hero slammed him into a wall for defending his sensei after the alien invasion returns in full force. he frowns, brows furrows, annoyance clear on his face.

“what are you doing here, shitty brat?”