--Hah! You remember me! That's so nice, truly a hero's memory. Or whatever.
[And very unceremoniously, he drops the clerk on her ass, but otherwise, she's unharmed. No sight of any thorns or his more lethal, stronger vines in sight. He grins, crossing his arms.]
But I did call ya down here cuz I needed help. It's something only a real hero with guts can do! I needed to make sure you were up to the challenge.
[How's he supposed to forget him? Wants to give that braid a good hard YANK and cock his stupid head. Bakugo gives a dismissive toss of his head towards the woman, indicating she needs to get the hell out of here.
He crosses his arms, scowl as plastered on his face as ever.]
Haa? You already know what I can do! I fried your ass twice!
Eeexactly! I know what all your best points are! So I need you. . .
[He thumbs backward toward the store.]
To buy me a leash and collar! It's for a dare. And I'm a cheapass.
[Courtesy Rin. Of course, this implies that the hero's two outstanding traits were 1) strong enough to beat him and 2) this brat has CHIPS. Whether or not he actually goes through with it, Chobe figures it'd be worth it to see his reaction.]
Don't you worry about that. [Not that he cares, and Rin getting scolded would be funny, but even if it's for something as petty as a dare, Chobe's got a lot of pride. Can't violate the "trust" between two menaces!
He turns his watch on himself, adjusting it slightly.]
Ah well, I tried--oh wait, lemme sell it.
[He clapses his hands together, batting his one good eye.]
Oh big strong hero, you won't even help little ol' me? I could be your loyal mutt forever and ever and--pffft.
[He can't keep it up, but he figures that's enough. Zero shame, this guy.]
[He didn't think he'd get an answer. Honestly doesn't care who the hell put this guy up to such a stupid thing. Someone who wants to see him debase himself or someone who thinks they're being so damn funny.
Yeah, the second he notices Chobe looking at his watch and mentions selling it-
*WHAP!*
Bakugo slams his hand over the guy's wrist, a muffling crack and sputter of explosions bursting and fizzling on the surface. Meaning the entire begging spiel Chobe gives a second later doesn't even make it to the recording.]
Don't ever treat yourself like shit in front of me.
[Damn, he almost forgot how speedy this guy can be. But he just grins--the bit before was enough. Though he does shake his wrist lightly, making sure it's not broken]
Aw, do you actually care that much, brat? Or do you just hate not being in on the joke?
Hah? [Now that raises an eyebrow proper. From what little he knows, Bakugo takes everything seriously, but even this is a bit much for him.]
Well shit, you really are pissed. Listen, the only person I debase myself for is for me. I'm just reeeally good at adapting. [That, and he's done far, far worse, and been humbled in ways that will never be brought to light if he has any say in it. A dumb game like this? He might as well be playing something as trivial as hopscotch.]
[Maybe it's trivial for Chobe, but for him, it's disgusting.
He values strength and pride. People who don't try to make things happen or improve themselves are idiots, especially if they complain about their lives. Seeing someone who he knows is strong and able, lowering himself to a begging fool (and sounding like an idiot to boot) because someone else wants to get their laughs at his intended humiliation, is gross.
And he doesn't want to be a part of that person's satisfaction, or an accomplice in said shithead's dumb mockery attempt.]
Like I'd ever do something stupid cause an asshole extra told me to.
[Ignoring the entire reason they're talking is because some giant golden asshole bird is coaxing them to get along in their cage.
Bakugo lets go of Chobe's wrist.]
You think they'd be pissed if they didn't get to see it?
[Prideful as a lion. He lets his wrist drop to his side when it's released, eyeing the hero. Ideals once again clashing--Chobe has no issue lowering himself to such depths, if it means getting something out of it. Be what others want you to be, lure them in, and then put yourself in a position of power. Humiliation's just another method of deceit to him. Casual manipulation vs the hero's steadfast pride.
It's almost as annoying as it is entertaining.]
"Extras," heh. Nah, the main part was the begging and asking bit, so they heard what they needed to. I can make it up to 'em later.
Besides, it's just a game. With that reaction though, s'no surprise you ain't giving it the time of day.
[Bakugo has no intention of being anything someone else wants him to be; he controls his own self and fate. Any changes, improvements, being, will be his own choice for his own wants. Yeah, he's irked Chobe opted to come to him for this. The hell did this guy think he was? But he's also pissed at whoever put the guy up to it in the first place.
Tch, and for a little moment, he thought this asshole actually needed help. Did he attack that woman just to set the scene when he arrived? Tempting as fuck to blast his head off and leave for pulling this sort of bullshit.]
Cause you tried to fucking bait me.
[All he had to do was beg/ask for the leash and collar? That's a stupid dare. He frowns at the "make it up" part, but dismisses the "game" comment with a snort.
Then leans in slightly, eyes narrowing a scant fraction as he looks at Chobe's neck. To the braid dangling off the side by his jaw. His teeth. Collar. Back to his neck again.]
[He absolutely just nabbed the chick to make a little scene. Relatively peaceful as the casino may be, he's still a villain through and through. Even for a harmless game, he can't help but terrorize their surrounding audience just a little, as a treat.
He snickers at the remark though, bringing a hand up to flick at his head.]
I'm partial to red, myself. So you ain't as much of a prude as you act like, eh? Not that I get the appeal of the whole leash and collar bit, but it's vanilla as far as I'm concerned.
[One day he's gonna nab someone he can't handle. Bakugo's not sure if he could outlast Chobe's immortality, as he suspects there's a limit, but it wouldn't matter here if he could. No, he's suspecting the guy's gonna bother someone who can seal him or curse him or something. Hilarious as it'd be.
Bakugo snorts at the flick and knocks the man's hand away.]
I'm not a fucking prude, idiot! [Just cause he's kinda vanilla doesn't mean prude! Jeeze...] If I want you in a leash and collar, it'll be cause I think it's hot.
[Not someone else. As if he didn't make that clear a second ago.]
[So vanilla. If not for his foul mouth and literal explosive personality, Chobe would put him on par with a standard preacher boy or shrine maiden. Bakugo's right though--he absolutely will bite off more than he can chew some day and mock the wrong person. Still, he welcomes the challenge, and the karma.
For now though, that shit eating grin is back, and he lets out another cackle.]
Hmmm. Dunno if such filth is fit for your delicate ears, hero! Wouldn't want me to corrupt you, do ya?
[Ironically it's less to do with Bakugo being embarrassed about certain kinks and more he's too impatient to bother with them. Who the hell wants to waste time dripping hot wax on people or mess with tying them up when you could spend that time, you know, fucking and feeling great! Don't get him started on people who dress up in costumes -- the purpose is just to take them off, dammit!
(If Chobe does meet a match, Bakugo will likely come help him if he's being unfairly abused. Buuut he'll take his time and laugh at him when he gets there.)
Ugh, this asshole's gonna piss him off for a while different reason now!]
I've been in this shithole for over a year and haven't buckled once! What the hell do you think you're gonna do?
[Just become a masochist or sadist buddy, the mental high from kinks really skyrockets then. That or Chobe's just fucked in the head.
He cocks his head, bringing a hand up as he taps at his chin in faux thoughtfulness.]
Huuuh, that is true, you've been here longer. Then tell me--you ain't gotta name names, but what do you think's the most risque shit you've dipped yer toes into?
[Chobe's fucked in the head. End of story. Sure, he's aware some pain's good. Like stretching, but nothing as a masochist or sadist would get off on. Kinks are fine if they're worked in seamlessly without delaying.
Even if it might take some "WTF" moments to deal with a weird one.]
Tch... [Why the hell's he gotta tell him anything?] That shitty phone booth in February.
[He absolutely completely missed the cupid event, but is more confused about a phone booth. As in. What the FUCK is that!!]
No?? Wait wait, a phone is what folks use to make calls instead of the watches sometimes, right? Why do you need a booth to do that? Is it like a talking kink?
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Date: 6/15/25 21:11 (UTC)[And very unceremoniously, he drops the clerk on her ass, but otherwise, she's unharmed. No sight of any thorns or his more lethal, stronger vines in sight. He grins, crossing his arms.]
But I did call ya down here cuz I needed help. It's something only a real hero with guts can do! I needed to make sure you were up to the challenge.
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Date: 6/15/25 21:15 (UTC)He crosses his arms, scowl as plastered on his face as ever.]
Haa? You already know what I can do! I fried your ass twice!
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Date: 6/15/25 21:22 (UTC)[He thumbs backward toward the store.]
To buy me a leash and collar! It's for a dare. And I'm a cheapass.
[Courtesy Rin. Of course, this implies that the hero's two outstanding traits were 1) strong enough to beat him and 2) this brat has CHIPS. Whether or not he actually goes through with it, Chobe figures it'd be worth it to see his reaction.]
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Date: 6/15/25 21:41 (UTC)[And certainly arguing the "best" points part. He's had two run ins with Chobe so far. Hardly enough time to call such a claim.
He needs him to...]
Huh?
[The look on his face, a blanked confused sort of blink.
A leash.
And a collar.
For a dare.
And this guy thinks he's gonna-]
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Date: 6/15/25 21:42 (UTC)[He's not your fucking patsy sucker!]
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Date: 6/15/25 21:46 (UTC)Couldn't even if I wanted to, brat! Hah!
C'mon, I'll pay ya back! [no he won't.] Too embarrassing for ya?
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Date: 6/15/25 21:50 (UTC)Fucking immortal weed man.]
Like hell it is!
[He's bought worse! (No he hasn't.) This would be a first.]
Who the hell put you up to this?
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Date: 6/15/25 21:58 (UTC)He turns his watch on himself, adjusting it slightly.]
Ah well, I tried--oh wait, lemme sell it.
[He clapses his hands together, batting his one good eye.]
Oh big strong hero, you won't even help little ol' me? I could be your loyal mutt forever and ever and--pffft.
[He can't keep it up, but he figures that's enough. Zero shame, this guy.]
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Date: 6/15/25 22:08 (UTC)Yeah, the second he notices Chobe looking at his watch and mentions selling it-
*WHAP!*
Bakugo slams his hand over the guy's wrist, a muffling crack and sputter of explosions bursting and fizzling on the surface. Meaning the entire begging spiel Chobe gives a second later doesn't even make it to the recording.]
Don't ever treat yourself like shit in front of me.
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Date: 6/15/25 22:10 (UTC)Aw, do you actually care that much, brat? Or do you just hate not being in on the joke?
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Date: 6/15/25 22:14 (UTC)Doesn't change Bakugo's icy glare for someone so hot headed.]
I'm not helping someone who debases himself for some idiot.
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Date: 6/15/25 22:19 (UTC)Well shit, you really are pissed. Listen, the only person I debase myself for is for me. I'm just reeeally good at adapting. [That, and he's done far, far worse, and been humbled in ways that will never be brought to light if he has any say in it. A dumb game like this? He might as well be playing something as trivial as hopscotch.]
Did someone get you to do some stupid shit?
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Date: 6/15/25 22:29 (UTC)He values strength and pride. People who don't try to make things happen or improve themselves are idiots, especially if they complain about their lives. Seeing someone who he knows is strong and able, lowering himself to a begging fool (and sounding like an idiot to boot) because someone else wants to get their laughs at his intended humiliation, is gross.
And he doesn't want to be a part of that person's satisfaction, or an accomplice in said shithead's dumb mockery attempt.]
Like I'd ever do something stupid cause an asshole extra told me to.
[Ignoring the entire reason they're talking is because some giant golden asshole bird is coaxing them to get along in their cage.
Bakugo lets go of Chobe's wrist.]
You think they'd be pissed if they didn't get to see it?
[The collar and leash.]
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Date: 6/15/25 22:39 (UTC)It's almost as annoying as it is entertaining.]
"Extras," heh. Nah, the main part was the begging and asking bit, so they heard what they needed to. I can make it up to 'em later.
Besides, it's just a game. With that reaction though, s'no surprise you ain't giving it the time of day.
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Date: 6/15/25 22:50 (UTC)Tch, and for a little moment, he thought this asshole actually needed help. Did he attack that woman just to set the scene when he arrived? Tempting as fuck to blast his head off and leave for pulling this sort of bullshit.]
Cause you tried to fucking bait me.
[All he had to do was beg/ask for the leash and collar? That's a stupid dare. He frowns at the "make it up" part, but dismisses the "game" comment with a snort.
Then leans in slightly, eyes narrowing a scant fraction as he looks at Chobe's neck. To the braid dangling off the side by his jaw. His teeth. Collar. Back to his neck again.]
You'd look good with red or brown.
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Date: 6/15/25 23:10 (UTC)He snickers at the remark though, bringing a hand up to flick at his head.]
I'm partial to red, myself. So you ain't as much of a prude as you act like, eh? Not that I get the appeal of the whole leash and collar bit, but it's vanilla as far as I'm concerned.
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Date: 6/15/25 23:17 (UTC)Bakugo snorts at the flick and knocks the man's hand away.]
I'm not a fucking prude, idiot! [Just cause he's kinda vanilla doesn't mean prude! Jeeze...] If I want you in a leash and collar, it'll be cause I think it's hot.
[Not someone else. As if he didn't make that clear a second ago.]
What's not vanilla for you?
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Date: 6/15/25 23:46 (UTC)[So vanilla. If not for his foul mouth and literal explosive personality, Chobe would put him on par with a standard preacher boy or shrine maiden. Bakugo's right though--he absolutely will bite off more than he can chew some day and mock the wrong person. Still, he welcomes the challenge, and the karma.
For now though, that shit eating grin is back, and he lets out another cackle.]
Hmmm. Dunno if such filth is fit for your delicate ears, hero! Wouldn't want me to corrupt you, do ya?
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Date: 6/15/25 23:53 (UTC)(If Chobe does meet a match, Bakugo will likely come help him if he's being unfairly abused. Buuut he'll take his time and laugh at him when he gets there.)
Ugh, this asshole's gonna piss him off for a while different reason now!]
I've been in this shithole for over a year and haven't buckled once! What the hell do you think you're gonna do?
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Date: 6/16/25 00:16 (UTC)He cocks his head, bringing a hand up as he taps at his chin in faux thoughtfulness.]
Huuuh, that is true, you've been here longer. Then tell me--you ain't gotta name names, but what do you think's the most risque shit you've dipped yer toes into?
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Date: 6/16/25 00:49 (UTC)Even if it might take some "WTF" moments to deal with a weird one.]
Tch... [Why the hell's he gotta tell him anything?] That shitty phone booth in February.
[Specifically the public aspect.]
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Date: 6/16/25 01:38 (UTC)Phone booth? Wait you mean those weird pod boxes or did I miss something else? What was crazy about that?
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Date: 6/16/25 01:43 (UTC)[HOW THE FUCK IS THAT FAIR?!]
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Date: 6/16/25 01:52 (UTC)No?? Wait wait, a phone is what folks use to make calls instead of the watches sometimes, right? Why do you need a booth to do that? Is it like a talking kink?
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Date: 6/16/25 01:56 (UTC)No, dammit! Look!
[Bakugo fucks around with his watch for a few seconds, then projects the image-search results screen, showing a few selections of phone booths.]
These things were all over the fucking hotel in February! If you got stuck inside one, you can guess what happened!
[Not all the GLASS IN THE WALLS!!]
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