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[ While he's trying his best to keep up his usual even, monotone façade, anyone who pays attention to detail will notice that Sasuke's looking a little more on edge. Maybe disoriented, even.

He clears his throat slightly before speaking. ]

For those who have been learning taijutsu, ninjutsu, and genjutsu, I may need to put lessons on hold temporarily. I've been having... memory lapses and apologize to those who may have come to the dojo and waited for nothing.

I will pick up lessons and take on any interested new students once I feel more like myself.

[ He frowns, his hand reaching up to rub at his temple, the way one does when they're getting a headache behind their eyes. ]

Unrelated: if I'm understanding the timeline correctly, those of us who have been here the longest would be coming up around a year in this place. Given the influences of the moons and seasons leaving the possibility for repetition, what sort of things were happening this time last year? What should those of us who arrived after be prepared for?

Everyone.. good day.

[ Chizuru's voice is gentle, like the last times she spoke over these devices. But unlike those times, this time she isn't actually visible, speaking over an audio-only feed. ]

So.. it seems that there are at least a few people dealing with losing senses, right? I heard some people talking about it.. And it seems that I'm one of the affected people as well. [ There's a vague hint of worry in her tone that the girl can't quite suppress. Losing a sense had been terrifying when it happened, but it's at least a faint relief it's not just something that's happening to her. ] I haven't been able to see anything for a few days now..

Which is why I wanted to ask.. is there anyone who has found a good way to deal with it yet? Or maybe someone who's used to not seeing anything.. I've had some help from my Omen, but it's been really tough to try to do the things I always do like this.

[ This is the closest Chizuru would ever come to admitting she needs help. Clearly the only way she can do it is by toning it down and only ask for advice rather than direct help. Because god forbid she's a burden on anyone. ]

Or does anyone know how long this will last? This entire month, or.. maybe longer than that? I guess no one can know for sure, but maybe someone has a good guess. I know there are a lot of smart people here..

[ Her voice trails off. The girl clearly sounds troubled at this point, but maybe that's why she just quickly wraps it up with: ]

Thanks to everyone who listened to these questions.

[ A tawny, aquiline man in a white hood stares at the device which has just clattered to the ground. His brown eyes have widened under dark furrowed brows, frowning apprehensively. He remains very still, as if staring at an agitated snake.

Eventually, curiosity shades into an intrepid hunger glinting in his eyes from beneath the shadow of his hood. He would like to know what secrets this device holds. He reaches forward with one calloused hand-- ]

[It took...a while for Ochako to find the courage to really start acting like herself again after all of what happened in July. Thankfully, she has some amazing friends, an absolutely wonderful boyfriend that she would do anything for, and is as resilient as she is stubborn. Moping about and feeling remorseful will get her nothing, she has to act if she wants things to get better, so this is exactly what she's doing today, despite how she's still very nervous and really, really ashamed still. The things she did and said, the people she hurt, the one she killed... That's going to weigh heavy on her for much longer than just a month. But the first step to growing and moving on is to address and confront it. To apologize.

So the video opens up with Ochako sitting in presumably her living room, which...anyone who knows her, or has been to her and Bakugou's home before, will notice is different. Different wall colors, different arrangement of furniture, just...overall different. But she makes no note of that. Instead, she just puts on a sheepish smile to the camera and bows lightly.]

Ehehe...hello, everyone. It's been a while since I posted to the network, ne? S-Some here in Trench might know me, but I bet a lot of others don't. My name is Uraraka--...um! O-Or Ochako, if you're from the Western hemisphere of Earth. [She rubs the back of her head, mussing up her hair a little. Anyone who knows her would know, again, this is a nervous tic Ochako has. She clears her throat and laughs awkwardly.] Last month was, eeh...p-pretty crazy, huh? I know I went, um...pretty crazy. Myself.

[Her smile falls, and so does her hand in her hair, settling into her lap as Ochako sighs. She then sets her omni down on the floor she's kneeling on, looking rather somber all of a sudden as she takes a deep breath in and out, as if preparing herself.]

It's true it wasn't really me, that it was all part of The Reckoning's...stuff, but. That doesn't mean it didn't happen, and I couldn't have tried harder to fight it. Neither does it make anything better, because it was still my body, my voice, that did and said all those things. So, I just...I--

I want to apologize. To everyone I hurt in some way. I am...deeply sorry, for everything.

[She gazes downward, and then bows as low as she can, a full dogeza. Ochako said nasty things, physically and emotionally hurt people she considers very friends. She even went and killed someone in cold blood at some point, among other things. She can still see the blood, hear the breaking of a neck, the splatter of a body on hard ground... Those thing's can't be erased, but she can at least admit they happened, and apologize for them. It's the first thing to do before she starts trying to make amends for it.

She rises, just for a moment, before bowing back down again.]

And to those that helped me overcome...thank you. Even if it was just for a moment, you really saved me. I'm grateful.

[The feed opens up to the front of a brick building with a sign hanging out the front that might look familiar to anyone that had been around in the dream.

A beat passes before Ruby Rose steps out in an old checkered suit looking very much like a used car salesman.]

Are you fed up with feeling defenseless during crazy judgement fueled rampages?
Tired of weird guys claiming to be god pissing off the local deities?
Sick of toddlers coming around and burning down your house?
Absolutely annoyed with the fact that your sword isn't also a gun!?
...Miffed about the usual monster related problems plaguing our world?

Well have I got a solution for you!

[Ruby whips out her massive scythe which she swings once before it folds up into it's rifle form. She cocks it and aims at the camera.]

Come on down to The Roses Thorns and solve your problems the good old fashioned way! With high powered weaponry!

I've been making weapons ever since I was baby- Or well maybe like eleven to thirteen to be more accurate. But that's pretty much baby. And I have a proven track record of making awesome weapons back in the dream just take a look for yourself!

[She steps inside the building revealing a very classy forge decorated with various weapons, and large cold blood gems of roses, butterflies and little dogs.

She approaches the table and picks up a guitar.]

Like this! Just a normal guitar, right? WRONG!

[She flips a switch on it and strums a note only for a burst of flame to shoot out from the guitar head.]

And just incase the fire doesn't do the trick, it also doubles as a spear!

[Don't mind her as she demonstrates the guitar turning into a spear. She twirls it around and accidentally knocks over a pile of other weapons. There's a light yelp as everything clatters but she's quick to go back into character.]

We've got tons of options and can make you the perfect weapon for you!

[She holds up a few examples including a circular shield that sprouts out into a Buzzsaw blade. A prosthetic arm with a gun in it's forearm. She stops briefly on a a cane and looks confused for quick second. ]

Huh, How did that get in there? That's Ozpin's- It's kind of lame and boring- but-

[And she gives it a twirl before pointing to the camera.]

Come on down to The Roses Thorns and check out our inventory or get prices on custom weapons!

Because if you aren't armed you're doing it wrong!

[ She's a blushing little ball of happiness. ]

Happy Birthday, Sasuke-kun!

[ It kind of sounds like a private message, but it's not. How else is she supposed to let all his friends know that it's his birthday? ]

Oh...uhm...I meant to make that private. [ Such LIES... ] But since, it's not, and the cat is out of the bag, I might as well let all his friends know it's Sasuke-kun's twentieth birthday today! You should all wish him a very happy birthday...and then hide me until this blows over.

Is this thing on?

[ The camera opens on a man, but there is something horribly inhuman about his eyes: they are black from edge to edge, the iris burning with a ring of white light. He is flanked by two skeletons which stand at attention, each with a speck of glowing red in their shadowed eye sockets. ]

Been a while since I had to do this. Hey, hello, kia ora. You face the King Undying, the Necrolord Prime.

( cw: mild body horror (corruption); religious themes; topics of mass death, violent imperialism, human sacrifice likely )

[ A familiar song starts up, and the video opens to reveal a lone young woman, dancing in an abandoned warehouse. The cots on the floor only add to the ambiance. ]

Hey, what’s up, Trench? [ The dancing continues. ] This is a callout post for John Gaius. You might know him? Shit sense of humor, black eyes, calls himself Teacher. He fucked over the ocean, recently. Hard to miss.

( cw: mentions of child death, extinction events, gaslighting, abuse, locked tomb spoilers )

[ He's going with text because it seems easiest. It's nice that this communication device isn't tech, and he probably won't attract any monsters. Probably. ]

My name is Nico di Angelo, a new arrival here and I'm interested in finding some sparring partners. Fighting monsters at The Gate is fine, but it's different from fighting against someone who has a weapon or powers. I typically fight with a sword, but wouldn't mind working on my hand-to-hand skills.

Also, I'm wondering what people do here for fun. I guess I should ask what teens do here for fun, as I'm not old enough to visit any bars. [ Technically, anyway. ]

The other thing I wanted to ask is kind of morbid, as I'm looking for answers about death in this place. If anyone's willing to talk about it, let me know. [ Considering the subject, Nico will just let people come to him. ]

Anyway, that's all for now. Bye.

[ Not being used to this form of communication, he keeps it short. ]

You nerds don't realize how lucky you were that I got sidelined in a cocoon during that tournament. Any of you who were in the Unarmed Combat Division are feeling like you didn't get enough? Let me know cause I'm itching to kick some asses into the dirt... especially the winner's. That was MY fucking title.

[Locked from Ochako]

On the subject of HER, listen up.

I'm looking to throw her a thing. A party, or whatever. She's gotten screwed outta her birthday between the last shithole world we came from and here, and I know how much it's gotten on her nerves every time another one of our birthdays rolls around. Since time is a fat ass lie and no one can stop me, I'm taking the initiative and aging her up. 27th of this month, still figuring out the place. Will update once I know where it'll be.

Besides the birthday crap, anyone who knows her knows that she deserves something fucking nice for everything that she does for other people.

If you're friends of Ochako Uraraka, you'd better be there. Unless you wanna get your ass blown to pieces.

And say so, so I can get a damn headcount for food and shit.

[ happier memory ]
( Don't you wanna see it??? )

[ worst memory]
[ CWs: mass murder, parent death, mental torture, ptsd, violence ]
( I can't believe the elite Uchiha clan would just be... )

. . .

[ Sasuke should say something, right? Acknowledge that this just got blasted everywhere?

But instead he sighs in irritation and goes to toss his Omni into the ocean. It'll come back. But it at least made him feel better for now. ]

[The feed opens up to an aerial shot of the Gate but things are a little different than normal. The normal blood curdling screams of monsters being slain is absent. There is no blood being spilled. In the middle of the arena two large wooden sparring stages have been erected instead, both lined with blue mats with a golden fist in the middle. Johnny Lawrence knew that would bring in the crowd. The omen broadcasting the feed swoops down toward the matts directly at the fist, just before it looks like it might crash it twirls in midair before breaking away and flying toward a podium set up where the two robotic commentators of the tournament are seated. The omen lands on a perch before settling in on a shot of the two commentators.]

Salutations, Trench, and welcome to the First Annual Great Trench Karate Tournament! My name is Penny Polendina--

--and I'm K.

--and together we'll be providing commentary for the competition. Let's meet our instructors!

First, we have Professor Ozpin of Beacon Academy!

Wait, I think...

[ There's a rustling of papers. ]

--Oh, a slight correction. Professor Ozpin is here representing Clockhouse Academy.

[ From the crowd, Black Alice interjects: ] I wanna see all you morons kick butt!

[ Ozpin steps forward, hands folded very delicately over his filigreed cane. ]


[ Ozpin doesn't get to finish his introduction, however. At this point Johnny pushes his way forward and shoves Ozpin out of the way. ]


[ Johnny holds a fist close to his chest. ]


[ From the gathered competitors one can hear Deku, angrily and slightly feral, interject with: ] SENSEI! WE'RE ALL KISSING!!


[ Also from the students, Sayo gives a shout of: ] Cobra Kai!


Uh.. that was Johnny Lawrence of Cobra Kai!

Certainly an... inspiring speech from sensei Lawrence, providing an illuminating glimpse into the lives of his students. ...A tongue?

Second, we have Terry Silver of... wait, what?

Yes, I believe they're both...

... Ahem. Terry Silver, also of Cobra Kai!

[ Terry's been awkwardly watching Johnny this entire time like his speech just made him die inside a little. ]


A sentiment I think we all can get behind.

And here is Sasuke Uchiha and his Super Awesome Ninja School!


Always a man of few words. Speaking as a student of the Super Awesome Ninja School, I'd just like to say that Sasuke has proved himself to be a very capable teacher, as his other students will no doubt demonstrate. Also, the bear rumours are entirely true.

And finally, Amaterasu! ... Is that an actual dog?

And isn't she adorable. Look at that smile!


... Well! You heard it here folks: "Woof!"

Truly wise words from miss Amaterasu. Who's a good girl? Is it you? Yes, it is! --Ahem.

And that's it for our competing schools! Hayato Ichimonji will be serving as referee, and Clark Griffin will be the medic on call.

To all of our participants, good luck and have fun!

[ Johnny steps forward with one last message for the students. ]


[ He then raises his arm up before pointing it specifically at Sasuke.]


[OOC: Please find the Tournament Log here and feel free to jump in.


Red is for Johnny Lawrence
Green is for Penny Polendina.
The darker Green is for Ozpin.
Navy Blue is for K.
Blue is for Terry Silver
Violet is for Sasuke.]

( cw: alcohol/substance abuse and visible corruption symptoms. )

[At first, the post opens with video. Lance is using his omen for this because he's probably too intoxicated to operate the omni. Corruption has started to increase again and rapidly given what he's trying to announce. The scar over his left eye looks a bit bigger and his iris of that eye is a glowing, crackling electric blue. He's not looking at the 'camera', his expression trained hard on the table in front of him as he grapples with the pain of loss.]

So… Hunk's gone… [In real time, the scar over his eye grows length-wise and cracks open horizontally and the darkness of space seems to be underneath: black void with stars and a nebula. The glowing light of his eye flashes brighter and seems to overtake the rest of his eye.] …baaaack to th' sea.

[His speech is a bit slurred and his hand comes up to his forehead as he leans to brace his elbow on the table. He looks at his omen and his brow furrows.] Valor, this's audio, right?

[What sounds like an 'oops' comes from his omen and then the video cuts out. There's the sound of a heavy, rattled breath being let out from Lance before he continues.] Whatever, not like it matters, [snort] as if I'm even gonna remember, right?

…Oh yeah… anyone in town got some memory findin' powers? I'm missin' some, so I need you to like… reach into my head hole or whatever.

[A breath is heaved, but it sounds shallow and wet, like there's something wrong with his lungs. Then the sound of a glass clinking on something.] Anyway, here's to th' ocean! I'm gon' go yell at her to give me my bro back. Later.

[There's the sound of a scraping chair as he gets up, and then the loud thump and crash of someone immediately fumbling their footing because they're too messed up and falling to the floor.] Oww…

okay picanha put this in tall so the people can see it
YEAH ALRIGHT SEAL ON ME
KOZ ORPHANAGE NOW TAKING DONATIONS FOR MANAGING OF CLUB OF SPORTS VOLUNTEERS AND CLUB OF SPORTS
EXPLOSION EMOJI EXPLOSION EMOJI EXPLOSION EMOJI

WANT TO TEACH TO KIDS SPORTS OR TO ART OR SOMETHING ON WHAT YOURE GOOD
YOU WANT TO LEARN TOGETHER
GO TO KOZ ORPHANAGE
BRING YOUR INNER PROFESSOR
AND EQUIPMENT
APPROVED BY THE PROFESSOR SASUKE FAN PAPER
PLAY HARD GO HARD FUN HARD
AK
WE HAVE A CLUB OF VOLLEYBALL
MAKE MORE TEAMS FOR MANY ONE REAL GAME
CURRENT TRAINERS: SHŌYŌ HINATA #21 WING SPIKER FOR ASAS SÃO PAULO SILVER MEDALIST IN TOKYO OLYMPICS 2020 FOR JAPAN AND TORU OIKAWA #17 SETTER FOR SAN JUAN GOLD MEDALIST IN TOKYO OLYMPICS 2020 FOR ARGENTINA
DONT WORRY IM NOT MAD
PARIS 2024 OWNED BY JAPAN GOLD MEDAL
IN NEED OF CURRENTLY FOR THE CLUB OF VOLLEYBALL: VOLLEYBALL, NETS, KNEE PADS, POLES, VOLLEYBALL, BRACES, MORE OF CLUBS, EQUIPMENT FOR DESIRING SPORT, YOU, YOU WHO LIKE KIDS, VOLLEYBALL, MAINTAINERS, CREATION OF UNIFORM ONCE CHOOSE THE COLORS
CAN HELP WITH TEAM APPEAR TOO
WE WILL NEED A LOT OF IF THERE ARE MORE OF CLUBS
THINK IN ANIMALS OWWWW
KIDS LOVE ANIMAL MASCOT
FOR THE FUTURE: PLUSH SUIT MASCOT
AI DRUG

BE EXTRA CURRICULAR
WILL PAY IN FREE SPORTS AND FOOD
THANK YOU VERY MUCH OBLIGATED
SHOW THAT TO UPPERCLASSMAN FOR FAVOR

[ the omen in question does what she’s told with some . . . poorly translated lines all around, but shōyō trusts in his bird’s abilities! there’s a short video attached to this call to arms: when the “camera lenses” of the crow’s smokey white eyes blink, so does the running imagery of the inside of ear worm’s dance floor and nearby corner bars. she’s come with the goods! caw! a vibrating, drumming beat in music booms, and it’s what shōyō’s hearing. since his omen hears it too, that’s what’s getting shared for all to get into the grove (or just get exhausted watching what’s next). picanha looks between her abnormally hyperactive, sweating enough to shimmer, sleeper shredding it up to samba drums, and then an aghast oikawa, who says with— you know what? he doesn’t know what to feel: ]

Shōyō . . . WHAT are they feeding you— you're even more hyper than in high school . . .

Ahem! What Shōyō is trying to say is that he and I are looking for people interested in playing volleyball and training you! Both of us are Olympic medalists like he says, so we know what we’re doing.

[ shōyō returns from another rave jump to bounce right behind oikawa, and between panting breaths, even twinges of hurt that he flicks off with a grin one’s his hands hook the setter’s shoulders, he yells over the next song: ]

Don’t forget the kids!! Ah—!! Hey!! Hey, does anyone else wanna come here?! It’s like Carnaval!! Every day!!

[ he zooms away back to a semi-crowded floor of other dance goers because he just can’t stand still here with the crow omen sharing equally uncertain vibes with the setter, before shutting down the feed with a less than enthusiastic groan. she’s with oikawa on this one. help 😩 ]

[ Sasuke thought about asking this through text. He likely should have, because his emotions have been strong lately, a lot stronger than he wants them to be, and his anger has been nearly as quick and hot as it was when he was on his path of revenge. But it feels cheap somehow to ask such an important question via text. He can't do video due to his eyes, so he tries to keep his voice even to conceal just how much this question means to him.

The feed is silent for a little longer than is probably natural, but he's still figuring out how to us his omni, so. Y'know. Be gentle here.

Finally, it picks up a sigh that almost sounds annoyed. ]

How did the world treat orphans where you're from? Was there an age where someone was considered a child versus an adult? Were there children who were considered unworthy of help or were the rules in place blanketed towards all children?

[ There's a pause where he realizes he should make it seem like this is less about, y'know, him, and more about curiosity on how to help kids here maybe. Uhhhh... ]

... Would there be things from your world that you would want to see offered to the children in this one?

hey my name is shōyō hinata, that’s 日向翔陽! there’s a lot of kanji about the sun and flying in it☀️🪶 i’m a pro volleyball player and i’m gonna be one of those night walkers. even if that really sounds like something you’d name a zombie, doesn’t it? why don’t they use THE FUN GUYS or WALKING ARCADE?

anyway if anyone needs a good time, i know exactly what you need! sports. it gives your brain the same amount of searatonin and dopemeen that doing nsfw stuff does so we’ll win big any way you look at!! 💪 [ searatonin and dopemeen are not typos. he doesn’t really remember how to type them correctly. head empty, only balls. ] i’ll play anything you’d like, even though volleyball’s what i know most about. i tried pretty much everything in middle school or saw it on tv so i know basics ⚽️🏀🏈🏉⚾️🎾🏓🏸🏒. beach volleyball too, i played for a couple years in rio. if you just want to talk or hug or hang out and not do sports stuff, i’m cool with that too. just uhhh not the nsfw stuff i guess. only if we hit it off, or something. like that. i’ve never been on a date before. oh, and i can do delivery gigs, too. i worked for ifood and ubereats for a while.

anyway i’m looking for a knife, how to use it and how to suplex someone in self defense as first payment for SPORTS, IFOOD or VOLLEYBALL (BEACH OR COURT!!!) but after that food and playing more sports is a fair trade. if you just want to hang out, duh, that’s free. we can be friends.

just send me a message through here or private anytime! might be a little slow on the sports still cuz my legs and bones are recovering, but i really need to move before i go rusty. obrigado! thank you! ありがとう!