Katsuki Bakugou (
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Katsuki Bakugou June Catch All
Who: Katsuki Bakugou & You
Status: Some Open Prompts, Some Closed Prompts
Where: Out and about
What: June Catch All!
Warnings: Possibility for violence, cursing... potential for spoilers up to chapter 360 of the MHA manga
General Quests:
•Life In Color (Open)
•Starships (Open)
Paladin Quests:
•Buccaneer Birdnapping (Open)
Bounties:
•Sea Slug Kaiju (Open)
Special:
•Archive Research (Open)
Other:
•The Immovable Cat (Closed To Crew)
Status: Some Open Prompts, Some Closed Prompts
Where: Out and about
What: June Catch All!
Warnings: Possibility for violence, cursing... potential for spoilers up to chapter 360 of the MHA manga
General Quests:
•Life In Color (Open)
•Starships (Open)
Paladin Quests:
•Buccaneer Birdnapping (Open)
Bounties:
•Sea Slug Kaiju (Open)
Special:
•Archive Research (Open)
Other:
•The Immovable Cat (Closed To Crew)
The Immovable Cat (Closed To Crew)
Potato Bombs Inside.
Do Not Touch.
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Whatever Ranma was musing, didn't matter. Because as he ventured into the kitchen to check on them... the bowl he kept them in was empty. Someone's either did something stupid and ate one, or...
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... Oh what the hell. His search for them didn't take long. When he walked out onto the deck to look around, the large metal box with the ugly statue stuck out like a sore thumb. It was a dead giveaway enough that the sign around its neck was overkill.
Ranma didn't need to think too hard about who could've done this. Someone who had problems with him bringing the potato bombs aboard, someone callous enough to do this, and someone who would specifically use a cat caricature to taunt him. This had Sweaty's doing written all over it.
Needless to say... Not impressed. If this was Bakugou's best idea for a joke or prank, then Ranma'd hate to see him at his worst. While chuckling to himself, mumbling under his breath-- "Good try Bakagou, but not--"
Push.
"--good--"
PUSH.
"What the hell...?" Push push. The statue didn't seem all that heavy, least of all for him, and yet it didn't budge from its spot! Pushing didn't work, so how about lifting...?
Nope. Even planting his foot on top of the metal chest for balance and lifting with all his might, all that accomplished was Ranma knocking himself flat on his ass. "Okay, what the hell is this thing made out of?!"
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Instead...
"Looks like it works. Good. Sounded a little fishy but I wanted to try it out."
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Grabbing the chest via the cat statue's head, he stomped over with a very, very frustrated expression on his face, jabbing a finger at the other teen's face. His words coated with vitriol all the while.
"YOU!" Going right back to trying to yank the statue off, planting one foot on the chest for support like he's trying to dislodge a wedged object. No dice. "What did you do to this hunk of rock? The hell kinda glue did you use??"
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"It's not glued. Move. I'll show you."
If Ranma steps aside, Katsuki will reach out, grab the cat by the head with one hand and lift it before setting it back down.
Because the chance to fuck with him is right there and he can't not take it.
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Then, pray tell, why he can't get the stupid thing to freaking budge?! Standing atop the chest, arms tightly wrapped around the cat statue's neck, he glared down.
"Explain, now." He wants answers! What sorcery is he using? Is this one of his superquirk bullcrap?!
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He plops himself down to watch.
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Most would cut their loses. Ranma? He's a stubborn bastard who lives by the motto of 'Ranma Saotome never backs down'. No matter what. He's getting these bombtatoes even if it kills him!
Tugging and rocking the chest, gritting his teeth. It looked like he was close to popping a vein in his head. He's faced harder challenges than this! It's just a dumb hunk of marble! He just needs to keep going until heeeeey is the world moving--
"WOAAAAAH-!" Something came off the chest. And no, it wasn't the statue. The chest toppled over, immovable cat remaining static on its spot. Ranma, on the other hand, flew off the chest and right over the edge of the ship. Down into the waters below with a loud splash.
He'll be fine. Pissed, but fine.
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And then...
Ranma goes flying.
Over the side of the ship.
That's enough to get Katsuki up and moving to the guardrail, leaning over a little to check and be sure he's okay at least. Eyes scanning the water for sign of movement. And any sign of distress.
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No signs of distress or cries for help, nor any signs of the pigtailed boy. Only his shoes could be seen, drifting aimlessly in the water without a person in them. Ripples began forming in the water as a shadowy shape broke through the surface's visage. Red flashed before Katsuki's eyes, so does water from the person's leap out of the water and back onto the ship from all the way down below.
They would land on deck, sopping wet. Katsuki had only seen her in photos on the whole 'hot-or-not' shitshow on, but now he'll see her in-person. Sopping wet, clothes matted, and nettled as all hell, the tiny redhaired girl wore the same glare as she did when she was male.
Deep breath in, deep breath out. "Of course you realize, this means war." Prank war that is. She will get him back for this! Just he wait!
Ranma shook her head rapidly to dry her hair, spritzing water everywhere. If any got on Katsuki, good. He deserved it.
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He growls as she shakes off, water splattering all over him.
"Not like I threw you in, damnit! You did it all by yourself!"
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Wringing out her pigtail as she argued back. "You're the wise guy who messed with my potato bombs in the first place!" Ranma still doesn't get why he of all people has an issue with this. Unlike him, when these volatile veggies go boom, they won't damage the ship. But noooo, Ranma's the issue here! Stupid ass hypocrite.
She stepped over back to the chest, stroking her chin. Okay Ranma, breaking your back t get the statue off isn't working. Just come up with new a solution, think outside the--
...
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... Oh.
Why didn't she think of that earlier? Ranma took a knee, examining the chest and tapped her knuckles on it curiously. "Yo, Sweaty." She called out, her irritated tone softened to a more chill and laidback manner. "Didja buy this chest too for this joke, or is did you have it hanging around?"
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He watches her knock on the chest and wonders what she's about to do.
"I bought it. Who the hell has chests just laying around? Why the hell does that matter?"
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... Potato bombs...? Kacchan?
[He's giving some sideeye.]
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Why the hell am I your first suspect??
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I- I mean... You do like bombs...
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[He snorts.]
They're Braid's bombs.
[He needs a new nickname for Ranma since he promised not to use Catboy. Braid it is.]
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[Izuku has to think about that one for a moment. Usually, he's pretty good at picking up what nicknames belong to who when Katsuki uses them.]
Saotome-kun? ... But why does he have a box of potato bombs?
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[He is beyond annoyed about that.]
Since you're here you can test something for me. Try to pick up that cat.
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[He then innocently walks up to the cat statue and touches it.]
Just try and pick it up? Why-
[And he tries to pick it up without much effort only to find it doesn't move.]
Ah. It's heavy...??
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Nah. Not heavy. You can't budge it at all? Try your best. I wanna be sure.
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[Of course, Izuku barely used any strength just now. But if Katsuki wants him to try his best that means... a lot. A lot of power. What does he mean!!]
Okay... I'll use a portion of power.
[He'll let One For All flicker energy around his fists and then with a yell he PUSHES!!!
... AND IT DOESN'T MOVE.]
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So even your quirk won't budge it. Perfect. No one is getting to those damn potatoes.
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[Izuku is both confused and amazed. He stands there looking at his palms which are still flickering with some green energy. How can anything hold up to some power from One For All??]
How can it withstand that, Kacchan? What is it? Is it magical?
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[He reaches over and one-handed lifts the cat statue. He's feeling pretty proud of this idea.]
I'm testing it on those damn potatoes Braid keeps insisting on leaving in the kitchen. But we could put all kinds of things in there that we don't want people fucking with.
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