10-10-2018, 07:38 PM
Meet and greets have never really been Bakugou's thing. Learning the names of others proved more difficult than memorising cue cards or brainstorming different techniques to go about in battle. It was simply too hard to match a face to a name when he cared so little about it. It was far too easy to let words dwindle and morph about within his mind. Their noises go through one ear and leave the other, more disjointed and intertwined than before. And yet the Reaver had always seemed to cope. Other than the fact that he will openly reveal he has no idea who the other he is talking to was, often at times he didn't even need to say the other's name because there was only one person he was talking to. Other times it would be another pirate's convenient slip of the subject's name. Regardless, Bakugou found it easier to attach certain feelings, opinions and emotions to another's face rather than their name. It makes more sense to him and it worked far better than squabbling over specific noises, trying to stretch his brain to remember when he needed it most.
There were, of course, always the exceptions. They were the ones who stood out from the usual lowlights, basked within more limelight than was needed that caught Bakugou's attention as either threats to his position, worth putting the extra effort to, or annoying enough for their name to just stick against him. They were the ones in which he remembered their names. And yet here he was, hearing the call from Captain Pincher to gather. He pays no particular mind to the s'mores, not necessarily a fan of sweet things, when he sits down and uncurls his firey tail behind him. Sooner than later, he begun to see other faces appear - rippling within the blurred mass of creatures approaching the same concentrated area, like spinning energy at the start of a whole new universe. It felt distorting to look at them all, the uniqueness which spread across all their faces and Bakugou, almost forgetting, reminded himself that he had been in a coma for twelve days. Far too many things can happen within the span of a week. The entirety of The Typhoon could change in the span of a fortnight.
His ears drop, folding against his cranium in distaste when he realises this gathering's purpose. A meet and greet, a dreaded and awful meet and greet. Though it seems useful that he attends one, he knows he's not going to remember it all. Then there is the struggle of trying to figure out what to say at his turn, flicking his attention to each speaker and trying to note what they were saying. Name, favourite colour, and something else. "Bakugou Katsuki," the Reaver begins, agitation spread across his cream face. The ragdoll has always introduced him in the traditional Japanese manner - surname first, then his first name. The only one who ever really called him 'Katsuki' was Kirishima, but it was partly because Bakugou had begun calling his friend 'Eijirou'. It was a...friendly gesture, wasn't much. "But I'd rather just be called Bakugou and I don't have a favourite colour." Favourite colours, numbers, dates and times weren't exactly important to the fire-breathing male. "I do like spicy food though. Not a fan of sweets."
[ ooc ] howdy, my name's grey (or tsundegrey on discord) but i also accept cecil. i'm 17 and graduating in literally eight days and i'm excited to be completely done with high school in about a month from now. i've been roleplaying since 2011 and i've been roleplaying bakugou since july 27 so not that long. i have the tendency to be completely absorbed in other activities whilst writing up my posts (and therefore take forever or never post) and i'm also the type of person to open every thread in a million tabs and slave through posting that way. i've been keeping check of my mbti since i first discovered it in 2013 and i am the intj. one thing i want to do in life is that i want to do biotechnology with a focus on gene therapy.
There were, of course, always the exceptions. They were the ones who stood out from the usual lowlights, basked within more limelight than was needed that caught Bakugou's attention as either threats to his position, worth putting the extra effort to, or annoying enough for their name to just stick against him. They were the ones in which he remembered their names. And yet here he was, hearing the call from Captain Pincher to gather. He pays no particular mind to the s'mores, not necessarily a fan of sweet things, when he sits down and uncurls his firey tail behind him. Sooner than later, he begun to see other faces appear - rippling within the blurred mass of creatures approaching the same concentrated area, like spinning energy at the start of a whole new universe. It felt distorting to look at them all, the uniqueness which spread across all their faces and Bakugou, almost forgetting, reminded himself that he had been in a coma for twelve days. Far too many things can happen within the span of a week. The entirety of The Typhoon could change in the span of a fortnight.
His ears drop, folding against his cranium in distaste when he realises this gathering's purpose. A meet and greet, a dreaded and awful meet and greet. Though it seems useful that he attends one, he knows he's not going to remember it all. Then there is the struggle of trying to figure out what to say at his turn, flicking his attention to each speaker and trying to note what they were saying. Name, favourite colour, and something else. "Bakugou Katsuki," the Reaver begins, agitation spread across his cream face. The ragdoll has always introduced him in the traditional Japanese manner - surname first, then his first name. The only one who ever really called him 'Katsuki' was Kirishima, but it was partly because Bakugou had begun calling his friend 'Eijirou'. It was a...friendly gesture, wasn't much. "But I'd rather just be called Bakugou and I don't have a favourite colour." Favourite colours, numbers, dates and times weren't exactly important to the fire-breathing male. "I do like spicy food though. Not a fan of sweets."
[ ooc ] howdy, my name's grey (or tsundegrey on discord) but i also accept cecil. i'm 17 and graduating in literally eight days and i'm excited to be completely done with high school in about a month from now. i've been roleplaying since 2011 and i've been roleplaying bakugou since july 27 so not that long. i have the tendency to be completely absorbed in other activities whilst writing up my posts (and therefore take forever or never post) and i'm also the type of person to open every thread in a million tabs and slave through posting that way. i've been keeping check of my mbti since i first discovered it in 2013 and i am the intj. one thing i want to do in life is that i want to do biotechnology with a focus on gene therapy.