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Recap: whilst playing musical chairs kirishima lost and was shot whilst kaminari tried helping him and died too the games. They have now escaped back into the bedrooms.
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As they entered the room their faces were filled with despair, sero looked at his hands before breaking down crying, falling to his knees as I few others joined him.
The room had filled with a deafening silence, nobody moved or spoke a word as tears dropped down their faces.
It was a few minutes later and the robotic voice rang out again, “hello! Your food is here along with drinks! Please enjoy!”.
Right them, as if in cue, miso soup and udon bowls were placed on beds, their well cooked smell dancing from person to person as the remaining class reluctantly ate.
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After a few minutes the robotic demon came back, “hello! Today we-“
“Shut up!” A bowl was tossed as one of the camera’s causing it to Fritz out. Everyone’s heads were on swivels trying to figure out who threw it before iida stood up and glared daggers into the robot.
“Iida what are you doing?!” Shoto said through gritted teeth as he tried shoving the blue haired boy back down with a glare.
Iida scoffed and glared at the other cameras that were directed onto him, the robot beeped as the cameras turned to iida.
A gun flashed to the back of iida’s head, cocked and ready, “I will give you a choice iida tenya.” The voice rang out, the cameras fidgeting a little as they watched iida.
“Shoot one of your classmates or yourself.”
Iida paused, looking at him classmates before staring at the floor, “what.. the fuck?” He muttered before sighing, looking at his classmates sympathetically.
The class erupted into chaos:
“YOU KIDDING?!”
“What kinda BULLSHIT is that?!”
“FUCK NO?!”
“What the fuck?!”
Iida raised his hand and they fell silent, the gun was now in his hands, their life’s, all in his hand.
In a few seconds, iida raised the gun..
BANG!
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🔔(Just a little warning there is a bit of death soo-)🔔
Recap: class 1-A woke up in a grey room with beds and a mysterious robotic voice told them about the games.
Now they are in a dark room with chairs..
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As the class stared at the metal chairs the robotic voice explained calmly, as if reading their minds, “now you will play musical chairs! The rules are easy move whilst the music is playing, when the music stops you find a chair. If you don’t get a chair, you are out! Understood?”
The class nodded in prompted confusion. Hearing the music start as a slow, almost sad, humming tune.
The class circled the chairs as a predator would their prey. Looking at them steadily as their competitive sides shone clear as day as they listened for the music to shut off.
The music quietened down and everyone immediately sprinted for a chair, kirishima missed a chair and chuckled, rubbing his head as he moved to go sit down or something.
BANG!
That was the last time kirishima smiled, or maybe he did and nobody noticed.
What they did notice was the bloody hole through kirishima’s chest and forehead. The blood seeping out in a steady flow as he dropped to his knees, he reached out to denki, who stared back with wide and teary eyes.
“KIRISHIMA-“ denki yelled before trying to get up and go to him befire he was held back by tokoyami.
As denki was about to speak the music started up again, it was now a jack in the box theme.. denki couldn’t move and barely anybody else did.
As kaminari kneeled next to kirishima he whispered, “I’m sorry.. I’m so sorry.. please..” he mumbled, tears in his eyes before
A gunshot ripped through the blonde’s head, he fell onto kirishima but the music didn’t stop. Everyone else was in shock but they kept moving, trying to ignore denki’s deathly expression. His pale face and widened eyes looking to everyone before his face finally softened and let out a final noise.
Soon as he dropped the robotic voice rang out again, “congratulations! You have passed the first game!”
The doors creaked open, everyone immediately rushing through to get out quickly, sighing as they got back to the bedrooms.
“Rest easy, next time will be more fun!” The robotic voice rang out as it watched them wallow in despair.
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It was a cold morning, cold as normal.. everything was normal. Or that’s what they thought..
The groans of 1-A could be heard from the entire building but the first thing that met their eyes wasn’t their dorms.
It was a grey stoned building with carpeted floors, the beds they slept in with pale grey bunk beds. They weren’t comfortable but not too noisy. The lights stared half assedly with the occasional flicker as the smell of sweat and.. blood, filled the room.
A few almost gagged, others got up and got scared at the change. This wasnt UA, but the question was.. where were they?
Suddenly a voice rang out, almost robotic but not quite human, “welcome to the games!! I hope you all like your accommodations because they were the best made!” It was an almost cheery reply, if not smug.
Bakugou scoffed, “yeah yeah what is this bullshit?! A quirk?!” The blonde yelled, looking up at the camera’s before the metallic voice replied.
“No, this is your home for a few weeks. There can only be one winner to the games, play well and may the cards be in your favour.” The robotic voice sang, the cameras moving as if the voice was walking with the class.
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They were led into a dark grey chamber, with chairs that matched. They looked to be metal or iron with how they shone. The lights buzzed and hummed as the class walked in.
Was this a game..?
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Recap:
izuku was walking downstairs, faceplanted onto the stairs before bakugou snuck behind him and scared him. Katsuki tells him about a bell noise that he heard, izuku thinks he’s crazy and brushed it off to go and start get water. Until izuku hears it too and starts searching too. They think they find it next to the sofa and it disappears. They turn around to find a blinding light that seems to transport them to the past.
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The two looked around in shock and slight surprise, the snow was still going and it felt like they knew where they were. Katsuki turned to look at izuku, humming as he saw the greenette with snow in his hair, he walked up close and ruffled izuku’s soft green curls to get the snow out as izuku chuckled a little.
Katsuki gestured to the snow-covered pavement and started walking, izuku following suit with a nervous look, “s-so where do you think we are Kacchan..?”izuku mumbled shakily as he followed the blonde.
The blonde scoffed and shrugged, “Nope. Not a clue.. but somehow I feel like I recognise this place..” he grumbled as he saw izuku pause and look into a window. As katsuki followed his gaze his face dropped.
There in the window he saw a small blonde boy with ruby red eyes and a slightly grumpy look on his face, he was watching an all might themed Christmas show. Then a woman walked in, probably in her mid twenties, she had the same ash blonde hair with darker blood red eyes, with skin the lightest brown possible. She looked kind bit stern.
That was when it hit them, their faces dropping as they realised.
“H-hag..?” Katsuki muttered, still in slight shock from the whole thing as he shook his head and walked closer, putting his face close to the window as izuku ran up next to him, looking like he was having a panic attack.
“Wh-what- but- I-i dont- how…?” Izuku mumbled breathily, shaking his head slowly in shock as he watched the kid cheer on all might on the tv.
Suddenly the lady left and came back with a two more people, both with dark, ivy green hair. Then a man, he was tiny, a child probably. He had freckles dotted all over his cheeks, big pools of green thst were his eyes. His smile was as bright as the sun.
The lady was shorter than the blonde woman and had paler skin, her eyes darker than the greenette’s. She had a nice body, normal proportions to fit her posture.
They both walked away from the window, looking at each other like they just saw death wink at them. Izuku humned and lookef at katsuki, who just looked back even paler.
“How.. how is this possible..?!” Izuku said quickly, his nerves acting quicker than his common sense at this point, Katsuki huffed and looked at izuku nervously.
“Why do they look like us..? And was that our parents?!” Izuku muttered as they looked back through the window.
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Shoto was still cleaning up and making his apartment look good the very next day. The excitement spreading all around the apartment as shoto started cooking his breakfast. That was when he heard it, the knock.
He rushed downstairs and quickly opened it. His face dropping slightly as he saw the delivery man, he checked his clock and internally facepalmed. Right.. three o clock.
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It was only after a few short minutes he heard a knock, loud and rapid. Also a loud huff. He walked over quickly and opened the door, flinching as he noticed the blonde, he had strawberry blonde hair and ruby red eyes that seemed to slice shoto down at even the smallest glare.
The blonde walked in without even sending a hello and flopped onto the sofa as if he’d done this before.
Shoto walked over to him and gently said, “um.. hello? Im shoto todoroki..” he nervous but curiously said to the blonde, stepping back a little at the glare he took from the blonde. The dual haired boy took a breath before continuing, “what’s your name..?”
The blonde hummed and muttered out a half assed, “Katsuki. Katsuki bakugou.” Before side eyeing him and going back onto his phone. A bored but grumpy look on his face as he continued.
Shoto hummed and looked at him for a few more seconds, “alright.. I- uh.. I’m just gonna go get some food ready..” when all he got was a grunt in return he sighed and went to cook some food.
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After a while the blonde walked into the kitchen with a grumpy look on his face, “what are you doing..?” He said in slight shock. Was shoto doing something wrong..? Todoroki turned to look at the food before looking back at katsuki.
“Your cutting the chives all wrong- WHO THE FUCK TAUGHT YOU?!” He snapped, shoving shoto away with a glare, “who the bloody hell taught you?!” As he shouted shoto flinched and looked to the floor in embarrassment.
“M-my sister..?” Shoto muttered nervously as the blonde huffed, “your sister would cry if she saw this.”
Shoto blinked befire snapping back, glaring at the blonde as he stated, “well if your sooo great then do it yourself!” He sighed at katsuki huffed and started cooking, “fine, I will.” He muttered as he continued.
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That led to a lavish meal, fried calamari and salad on the side with miso soup boiled to perfection as the vegetables floated with the perfect amount of seasoning. The drinks were a dark red and ice cubes bounced as katsuki placed the drinks down.
“Well? Isn’t this better than the trash fire you were making.” He said smugly as he sat next to shoto.
As shoto dug in his eyes widened, a reluctant smile growing onto his face as he ate, “yes I must admit.. this is great.” He admitted with a small grin.
Katsuki smirked, “told ya.” He said confidently as he dug in too, slightly shocked at how good it was, even if he did make it.
It was cold in the apartment but hey, the hell could shoto do? Light it up? The electricity bill was far too high enough as it was already. So when he walked out to see the deep blue sky gazing back down at him as clouds wafted about and chatter danced on the wind he got a feeling of emptiness. He wished someone was there with him.
He sighed and went to his desk in the spare room and started typing up some random thing on his computer, a bored look on his face as he watched his computer dash quickly.
That all changed soon enough. He saw his landlord, a little old woman with bright purple hair with green calm eyes, waddle in. “Shoto! I need your take on having someone move in with you.”
Shoto paused before turning to look at the lady, “who?” He mumbled, his confused look only growing at the sight of she gave him.
“A boy.. his name is katsuki bakugou. I hope you’re ok with that..?” Her voice practically sang as he looked up at him in empathy and expectance.
The dual haired boy hummed and smiled with a nod, “sure, I’m sure it won’t be too bad.” He said as he walked into his room and checked where an extra bed and stuff could fit, not even hearing the old woman mumble a quiet ‘if only…’ before nodding.
“Great! He’ll come in at 3 tommorow ok?” She asked again with a tired look as shoto smiled and nodded, “sure! Sounds great!”
The old lady smiled, “great. See you soon ok?” She asked gently as shoto nodded and walked off out of the apartment door, the small clang of the stairs echoing as she walked down.
Shoto smiled, this was going to be great! He thought to himself as he started tidying everything up and fixing up some dinner. A new roommate!
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