open, video (backdated to the 1st)

[bombingking]

Name: Katsuki Bakugo
Date: Octeuril 1
Format: video

[Who is that? Oh, it's Bakugo. Or that guy who yells a lot. Same difference.

Wasn't he just gone for a bit? Well, maybe he was on vacation and has suddenly returned. He glares into the camera, looking comically annoyed. Like, how is it possible to get your eyebrows to go 90 degrees?

Also, he's still decently transformed, fangs, dog ears, claws, the works. Like he never left.

He speaks to the watch but it's not quite clear if he's actually addressing the network or just sort of... generally yelling.]

What the hell? How did I end up back here? I was doing something important! Which one of you extras did this?

[BECAUSE CLEARLY IT'S SOMEONE'S FAULT RIGHT. He probably knows it isn't but... well, he just wants to die mad about it.]

Comments

[darkcharge]

Augh. Not what I was getting at and you likely know that.

How did you get back "home" in the first place, moron.

[bombingking]

It means what it means! I have no idea how I got back home or why I'm back. And neither does anyone else around here.

[darkcharge]

So then what have you losers even been doing? You come and go and no one even knows why or how?

[bombingking]

Hey, asshole!

Last I checked, I wasn't in charge of any of this mirror shit. Go take it up with those old ladies if you want answers.

[darkcharge]

Yeah, because that's a smart idea. Why didn't I think of that myself?

[ As he is so going to trust that. ]

I suppose you're right. Shouldn't have expected any competency around here.

[bombingking]

Because your brain is clearly slow.

None of us know why we're here. Nothing changed because I went home. Those old hags would know the best and yet they don't know anything at all. And that's the whole goddamn story.