What the hell?! I don't wanna hear about that!! [He'll burn that fucking eyebrow off!! Come in here and start telling him about your pear-shaped pleasure plungers! Next guy goes sailing a lot harder than previous ones, crashing ass first through a car window and ending up wedged in half. Taking his angry flustration out on some poor faux punk with nothing to do with Chobe's crass.
Bakugo doesn't even know what his snapping point would be. Forcing him to decide life or death between two people he cares about would likely result in a close result, if he didn't take the third option: kicking your fucking ass and removing both people from danger. All Might never killed anyone, though he came close with All for One. Almost punched the top of the villain's head clean off. S'why it looks like a nutsack now. In case Chobe ever hears Bakugo refer to "Old Nutsack Face" in the future.
Dropping from another vantage point, he pops an explosion under him, bouncing up a bit before landing easily. In time to watch Chobe meld a scythe of wood. An ashen blonde brow quirks upward in interest. No, he's pretty damn aware of how strong wood can be. That shit can shove its way through stone if you give it enough time. Tch, the program created some cowards. Where's the fun in seeing someone run away from a fight? Waste of time.]
My parents' Quirks combined. [There's his answer. Clipped and curt. Chobe's likely not gonna return the favor. Bakugo takes a new stance, legs braced and one arm in front of him, palm splayed open. He cups his other hand in front of it, fingers curved in an "o" tunnel, and concentrates his explosions within his palm. Glowing orange, yellow, white, before KABWHOOMN!! A beam-like explosion lances from his hand, sniping off enemies in long-range shots. It's no sniper rifle, but does a fair job at taking down enemies several feet away.]
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Bakugo doesn't even know what his snapping point would be. Forcing him to decide life or death between two people he cares about would likely result in a close result, if he didn't take the third option: kicking your fucking ass and removing both people from danger. All Might never killed anyone, though he came close with All for One. Almost punched the top of the villain's head clean off. S'why it looks like a nutsack now. In case Chobe ever hears Bakugo refer to "Old Nutsack Face" in the future.
Dropping from another vantage point, he pops an explosion under him, bouncing up a bit before landing easily. In time to watch Chobe meld a scythe of wood. An ashen blonde brow quirks upward in interest. No, he's pretty damn aware of how strong wood can be. That shit can shove its way through stone if you give it enough time. Tch, the program created some cowards. Where's the fun in seeing someone run away from a fight? Waste of time.]
My parents' Quirks combined. [There's his answer. Clipped and curt. Chobe's likely not gonna return the favor. Bakugo takes a new stance, legs braced and one arm in front of him, palm splayed open. He cups his other hand in front of it, fingers curved in an "o" tunnel, and concentrates his explosions within his palm. Glowing orange, yellow, white, before KABWHOOMN!! A beam-like explosion lances from his hand, sniping off enemies in long-range shots. It's no sniper rifle, but does a fair job at taking down enemies several feet away.]