Scrawls and Chicken Scratches {Mcyt x Bnha}

𝔽𝕖𝕣𝕦𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 ℂ𝕖𝕣𝕥𝕦𝕤

Fer⋅ us
(a.)
Wild, savage, or uncivilized.

Cer⋅ tus
(a.)
Solved, fixed or settled.

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All Might was able to jolt from the grip of the bird-like beast; the monster being half stuck because of ice covering its side. The man with a hand for a face commanded the creature to attack the number one hero, addressing it as ‘Nomu.’ So that’s its name. ‘Props for creativity’ Dream thought to himself, silently wheezing.

Time was cut short for after the command was sent, the thing known as ‘Nomu’ Ripped itself from the ice. With a sickening sound of skin tearing, you could now see the muscle of the creature. It was unsettining how it barely reacted to its torn flesh and tissue. It’s arm was, for the most part, gone. The masked man could tell that this thing was genetically modified to be a weapon of mass destruction. It didn’t help with the fact that it mindlessly listened to the commands of the man with many hands. From the fact that it’s arm regenerated at an alarming rate without any potions was enough to know that this thing was specifically made to take on the number one hero.

“His body’s falling apart, but he’s still moving?!” Way to point out the obvious, Midoriya. Speaking of, the boy looked incredibly panicked right now. He didn’t seem to have confidence in All Might’s ability to take the beast down. Some super fan he is.

“What the...? I thought his quirk was shock absorption!” The number one hero yelled, his arms still placed defensively in front of the students behind him. Dream obviously knew that it wasn’t it's only quirk. If that was the case, then it wouldn’t be able to take All Might in a fight. Dream would have told them, but he didn’t want to become a target before he was done visually analyzing the ‘Nomu.’

“I don’t remember saying that’s all he can do.” Scratchy voice speaking up. “This is super regeneration.” Really now? Who could tell? “Nomu is a superpowered, living sandbag designed to withstand everything you’ve got.”

The beast charged at the blonde kid that Tommy talked about fighting the other day, ready to throw a punch. Dream didn’t even notice that the guy was there, next to Puffy, her hoove was pressed against the metal plate of the guy who transported everyone earlier.
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Puffy, being the kind soul she was, pushed the kid she met, Bakugou, out of the way of the oncoming threat. Her shield was held in front of her tall self as the punch landed on it, but it didn’t break. It just cracked a bit. The pressure was so great the woman, even if she had lodged her hooves into the dirt to maintain ground, still got flung back a couple meters, leaving marks in the ground.

“Dream! Bad!” That brought the attention of the two foreigners. “This guy’s punch does only half durability on a normal shield!” Puffy alerted the boys. The boys she directed the message to nodded. Everyone who didn’t know was somewhat confused. How would they know the amount of durability of their shield? It must be part of that strange feature each and everyone of them have.

“Anything to save a comrade, right...?” The hand man paused. “How noble of you to sacrifice yourself to someone, who I assume you barely know.” Another pause.

 “Dude, please stop pausing, there is no need for suspense right now.” Dream butted into his ‘villainous monologue.’ That really pissed him off as he turned his head to face Dream. He would’ve looked the man in the eyes, but he didn’t really know where to look considering the man’s face was covered by a poorly drawn smiley face. Did that thing have eye holes? It doesn’t look like it had eye holes. He was getting side tracked now.

“Look at you being the impatient little hero in training.”

“I wouldn’t consider myself that, Ashy. If you ask the locals, in my area, they’d say quite the contrary.” He clapped his hands, in a faked, bubbly personality. Many of the students witnessing this event were a bit concerned. What exactly had this guy done?

“Nomu, kill the freak.” He pointed at the masked man with a scowl hidden behind the hand on his face. He was one to talk.

So it followed commands. The creature charged at the masked man of strange origin. Before it could get to him, the number one hero blocked the attack. He did not look in good shape. His forearm was bruised and a bit scorched from the attack. The bird thing was meant to match All Might’s ability so it wasn’t surprising that there was a bit of steam.

Dream took notice of his pointless sacrifice. It was hard not to considering the guy went in front of the masked man to block. It was dumb of the number one hero to do that. Especially since he witnessed Puffy withstanding a punch from the beast. He had the same shield after all. Except with an ‘X’ on it from that one time that he helped overthrow Schlatt. Good times.

“You know what, All Might? That pisses me off! Heroes and villains both thrive off of violence, but we’re still categorized.” Dream hated to admit it, but the dude had a point. Of course he couldn’t really relate. He was canonically a bad person. “‘You’re good, you’re evil’. That’s how it is! Symbol of peace? HAH! In the end, you’re just a tool for violence, made to keep us down. And violence only breeds more violence. I’ll show the world that by killing you!!” This guy really had an imagination, his arm spread wide as he spoke his dramatic monologue.

“What a load of hooey.” How old is this man, using the word ‘hooey?’ “Idealistic criminals have a different sort of fire in your eyes. But you're enjoying yourself, you big liar.

“You got me there... Saw right through me...” He sneered widely.
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-☏ Palavras☏- 1010

{I love nothing more then badmouthing monologues. In fact, i consider it a hobby, a part time job, perhaps.}