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It was a normal day like any other. Sheigo Kageyama, aka Mob, is on his way back home from school. He’s been working tirelessly with the Body Improvement Club all these years and is starting to make headway with his bodybuilding. Though to be honest, he hasn’t changed much. His physique is relatively the same, but his stamina has improved overall. Nonetheless, he perseveres. It was at this time, after his usual meet-up with the club while walking his normal route back home, that he tripped on something and began to fall. This wasn’t common, but it wasn’t something he needed to fear. I mean, he IS an esper. Mob began using said powers to pick himself up when he realized something was off.
He kept falling.
...Odd.
The floor should have been right there, not that he would have hit it, but he would have at least stopped feeling the sensation of falling once he suspended himself in midair. And yet the feeling persisted. Not only persisted but began getting faster. Wind now whipping on his face.
He didn’t even realize his eyes were closed until he opened them to find that he was free-falling from a high vantage point of the city.
This was also odd. As he most definitely was walking along the canal not a moment ago.
How the hell did he get up here?
Well, he allowed him self to keep falling until he was at a safe distance from the ground, where he easily landed on the pavement. It was only when both feet were on the ground that Mob finally heard the commotion around him. People were evacuating the streets, running into buildings, or as far away from where Mob was. But it wasn’t him they were running from, thank god, but rather…
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHA seems like this little piggy is looking for a cut!”
A toothy-looking man was riding in mid-air on what looked like a large pair of scissors.
“I know just the cut you need!!! Reeeeeeal close to the shoulders like!”
The man was speeding towards Mob, the sharp ends of the scissors coming in hot.
Mob barely cocks his head, and a large wall of spiritual energy knocks the man off the siccors and onto the ground, knocking him out cold.
Maybe this guy was the reason Mob found himself falling from the sky. A Scar Clan esper must have wanted something from him, though to be honest, Mob couldn’t think of a reason they would be angry at him again…
but when he came closer to the unconscious man, he felt no spiritual energy coming off of him.
What?
He was just a man? A man with large scissors, but a random man. Not an esper, just a guy,
knocked out cold.
By Mob.
And looking at him now, Mob could tell that the energy blast he performed left several cuts and scrapes all over the man’s body…
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Hurting people was not what Mob does. Oh god, he’s going to be sick.
Before he could even go and help the man up and apologize profusely for his excessive use of strength, a loud bomb went off somewhere behind him.
“YO EXTRA GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM HIM!”
A shooting star rapidly approaching Mob. A shooting star with a blonde man at the head who was still yelling at him.
“WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU AND WHY THE HELL DID YOU TAKE DOWN MY VILLAIN??!!”
That... was a very loud voice...
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A blonde high school student, around Mob’s age, was in an impressive costume of all black with a large orange X in the middle of his chest. His forearms were covered in big metal casings that looked like grenades. Maybe HE’s someone from Scar? This is getting confusing. In any case, he called the scissors man a villain. And now that Mob thinks about it, the man was getting awfully close to him with the sharp end of those scissors. Sooo maybe the loud blonde is a good guy?
“Hello, I’m Shiego Kageyama. I’m sorry about hurting your… “Villain,” I think I got lost on my way home.”
“Oh great, some extra decided to play hero? You know I have to report this right fucker?”
The loud blonde kept yelling at Mob, which he was beginning to tune out as he finally looked around and took stock of his environment. The city looked… Familiar, but not something he could easily recognize as home. Maybe whatever he fell into led him to another part of town. One he’s never been to. As he’s looking at the horizon, he finally noticed something missing,
“Wait, where’s the broccoli?”
That, for some reason, shut the blonde up
“...what”
“Kacchan!!! I told you not to run off by yourself again!!!”
Black tendrils whipped through the sky with green lightning, carrying another boy with a tuft of green hair.
“Hah! There’s your broccoli, kid!”
Says… Kacchan? Pointing at the new arrival who lands a couple feet away from where Mob is.
“He’s not a broccoli.”
“I’m not a broccoli!”
Mob and the green-haired kid say at the same time, garnering a loud laugh from "Kacchan".
“No, I mean the large broccoli tree at the center of the city. I don’t see it from here. Can you point me in that direction? Again, I think I got lost.”
Both the boys stared at each other like what Mob said was the most insane thing they had ever heard. As if wearing ridiculous cosplay in broad daylight, of superheroes Mob has never heard of is less crazy than the broccoli in the middle of Seasoning City.
Well, I mean both are easily ridiculous ...
“Um is there a broccoli in the middle of the city that we don’t know about?”
Says the one in green in a hushed tone while looking around the area slowly,
“It would be hard to miss it, it's Seasoning City’s biggest attraction since it grew 2 years ago.”
“Nah, hold up, you seasoned what? Are you fucking with us, kid?”
Kacchan is now pinching the bridge of his nose as if he’s exhausted by this conversation.
“No, I am not. I am from Seasoning City in Japan. I was walking home from school and fell…”
“And fell into our city. Musutafu.”
“Like the planet from Star Wars?”
...
“What the hell is Star Wars?”
...
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Without another word, Mob takes out his cellphone from where it was in his pocket.
Thankfully, it didn’t fall out when everything went down. There somehow seemed to be reception, but the carrier looked different. This didn’t deter Mob however…
>Shiego Kageyama: Hello Master, something has come up, but I've clearly fallen into a different dimension… I don’t think I can come to work today.
>Master 🍘 Reigen: Mob this has got to be one of the worst excuses I’ve ever heard. If you want to skip out on work that badly you have to try better than that
>Master 🍘 Reigen: I’ll see you in 30 minutes
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>Master 🍘 Reigen:... Mob please say sike rn
>Shiego Kageyama: Sorry, I can’t talk right now a kid who’s making explosions in his hands is asking if I want to fight. I’m trying to decline his offer as best as I can.
>Master 🍘 Reigen: MOB?!?
>Master 🍘 Reigen: HELLO??
>Master 🍘 Reigen: MOB???!!!!