[Bakugo certainly wins on the tantrum front--Chobe at least doesn't tend to destroy his own property. Others, sure, but his own? Nah, he likes his shit. He continues to snicker as Bakugo takes the bait again.]
Whatever you say, shortstack.
[Just a silly, petty thing, especially since the hero will probably have another growth spurt, unlike Chobe. His body's base stature is locked in stasis now. He can still improve it of course--taking hits to increase durability, strength training, exercise, etc. He just won't be getting any taller.
But any other playful teasing is cut off as he realizes their bypassing all the faux weaponry for the training room. He pauses momentarily when he sees it at first. So. . .blank, and sterile. It looks like a testing ground of sorts, and it immediately has him on guard, tensing up a bit. He's not about to seem afraid though, and he finally enters, watching Bakugo set things up. But once the room starts to warp, his alarm bells ring out again.]
The hell--!
[Welp, this time he can't help but startle like a cat, darting to the left and right and back as the city springs up all around, reflexively even snapping a whip of a vine at one. The most modern city he's ever been in up til now was Hong Kong, back in the 1800s after being occupied by the British. The city felt new and sleek and advanced for him then, this is a whole new level to marvel.
Once he realizes they aren't actually being warped to a new place, he tentatively reaches out to touch a lamp post. Is it solid light? He then eyes the figures.]
. . .so it's like an illusion? Huh. Folks would call this magic where I'm from.
. . .
Wait, you set this up so you can just kill fake humans? You really are a little bloodthirsty bastard, aren't ya?
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Whatever you say, shortstack.
[Just a silly, petty thing, especially since the hero will probably have another growth spurt, unlike Chobe. His body's base stature is locked in stasis now. He can still improve it of course--taking hits to increase durability, strength training, exercise, etc. He just won't be getting any taller.
But any other playful teasing is cut off as he realizes their bypassing all the faux weaponry for the training room. He pauses momentarily when he sees it at first. So. . .blank, and sterile. It looks like a testing ground of sorts, and it immediately has him on guard, tensing up a bit. He's not about to seem afraid though, and he finally enters, watching Bakugo set things up. But once the room starts to warp, his alarm bells ring out again.]
The hell--!
[Welp, this time he can't help but startle like a cat, darting to the left and right and back as the city springs up all around, reflexively even snapping a whip of a vine at one. The most modern city he's ever been in up til now was Hong Kong, back in the 1800s after being occupied by the British. The city felt new and sleek and advanced for him then, this is a whole new level to marvel.
Once he realizes they aren't actually being warped to a new place, he tentatively reaches out to touch a lamp post. Is it solid light? He then eyes the figures.]
. . .so it's like an illusion? Huh. Folks would call this magic where I'm from.
. . .
Wait, you set this up so you can just kill fake humans? You really are a little bloodthirsty bastard, aren't ya?