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Overhaul: Some of ya’ll is fat and ugly and unattractive Expendables: :( Overhaul: But that’s okay, just be who you are Expendables: 💖👌😍

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How did you and Overhaul meet?

“… Like Tabe and Setsuno, I was just another piece of trash lying in some back alley gutter. My uncle had convinced me to use my Quirk to help the family business, because we had assumed the crystals I was able to produce from my body were diamonds. Naturally, when that turned out not to be true, he had no more use for me anymore. I was just a scared kid when he threw me out, but not before bragging that he was the one who’d orchestrated the robbery that killed my folks.”

Hojo’s eyes go a bit distant and unfocused, like he’s stuck in that time and that place once more. Hungry and caked in grime, scraping together what little he could call his own among the dregs of Japanese society.

“Then, he found me. He gave me a purpose…”

“I may be worthless, but I still got pride despite being human garbage. If I’m gonna be discarded anyway, then I’ll go out all for the sake of his vision. I put it all on the line for him and that kind of loyalty is something you can’t buy with choice words and stacks of yen.”

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Personality Alignment

“Well, we can’t all be just feral.”

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Put a ♪ in my ask box and I'll put my playlist on shuffle and make you a starter based on the next song that plays

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When Soda forgets he has a Hojo blog, but then sees a new Overhaul on the block

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WHEN YOU AND YOUR BIRB CREW HEAR THE OVERHAUL THEME

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“You’re gonna give me a goddamn heart attack...” - Lxrcxny

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Hojo is a man of few words, but Setsuno talks enough for the both of them combined (and then some). He doesn’t find it obnoxious, if anything the other Expendable’s running mouth manages to calm him- Often times reeling him back from doing something… irrational.

Seemingly serene on the outside, Yu was a tangled mass of resentment and violent urges broiling beneath a stoic facade. Few understood that as well as his partners, Touya and Sora. 

For such a large, hulking frame he definitely knew how to stay in the shadows and pass unseen when he wanted.

“Sorry,” he apologizes, smirking faintly down at the shorter blonde while striking a match against the nearby brick wall. He cups the tiny flame in his hands, bringing it to light the packed end of a hand rolled cigarette.

“Is Tabe finished eating?” he asks nonchalantly, flicking the matchstick into a nearby puddle. 

It was a routine shakedown, except their quarry had reached the end of his time limit to come up with his rapidly growing sum of yen he still owed the brotherhood. There were no threats or beatings involved, just locking down all the exit points so their famished partner could whet his appetite.

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I cannot believe King said he DIDN’T TRUST ME SEVERAL DAYS AGO, LOOK AT ALL OF THIS FANON GOLD

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       EIGHT PRECEPTS OF DEATH ROLEPLAY GROUP.

Chisaki Kai handled by King. Kurono Hari gunned by Nova. Nemoto Shin confessed by Sparks. Tengai Hekiji shielded by Dex. Setsuno Touya thieved by Spirit. Hojo Yu powered by Soda. Soramitsu Tabe devoured by Lee. Deidoro Sakaki caroused by Domo.

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In my spirit lies my faith Stronger than love Stronger than hate In my spirit lies my faith Stronger than life Stronger than death Forever (with me) Forever (it will be) Forever...

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“Compassion is the enemy.”

Most business owners and associates tended to think that Hojo being an easy going guy meant they could be just as easy going with stiffing him in business. Like being ‘easy going’ also meant he was an easy mark, which of course, forced him to make special examples to remind them that they had certain obligations owed to him. 

He’d only had to make a public message once before. That’d been bad business, but his switch from friendliness to violence had shocked all the parties involved - so much so he hadn’t even had to do much and he still came out of that mess with a reputation as a genial wild-card. His relations with those business owners had never quite been the same, but they’d been wonderfully cooperative ever since. It was a good trade off in his books. But this time. This message was going to be a hard one.

He had never actually done anything like this before. At most he’d roughed someone up. Shot someone in the back. Maybe cut a few fingers off. Sliced up a man’s back or broke a leg. He’d even participated in a few discipline lynchings against other members who wished to leave the Shie Hassaikai or needed to be reminded their place. 

What he’d never done was never strap a man down with the intention of putting the hurt in him so badly that the crazy went into him. He’d seen it- once before, many years ago when he was holding Chisaki’s coat and everyone had forgotten that he was even there.

There was this one guy that the original kumicho and previous underbosses went to when they wanted to get some really dirty work done. A real professional that knew what he was doing with the coldness of a guy who didn’t even have the emotion to get off on it later. The sort that was a little broken like a fridge that froze everything together. That’d been an interesting night that Yu couldn’t forget- even if he’d wanted to. 

It’d been real educational.

Hojo stared down at the crying, bleeding man he once called ‘Uncle’. A man who had taken him in out of the ‘goodness of his heart’. The same man who’d hired a group of common thugs with utility quirks to break into his parents’ business to murder them in cold blood. Had intended for a then fourteen year old Yu to join them.

“Please-” the crumpled and huddled mass of bruised flesh and broken bones sobbed. 

“Please…”

His mother had said the same thing… right before a bullet came out of the back of her skull.

Hojo stooped to one knee, cradling the back of Takeo’s neck almost gently. Pulled a straight razor out of his back pocket and sliced off one of the man’s ears. And then he fed it to one of the slathering dogs held inches away on heavy chains by the new members of his family.

The only family he’d ever need.

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life doesn’t get easier, we just grow stronger

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“Sounds like you’re working for a nutcase.”

There was a moment where Hojo went completely still, his face a serene mask of apparent calm. His smooth features furrowed and contorted into a barely controlled expression of pure, visceral rage- The veins running along the nape of his neck standing out and bulging beneath his skin.

“He’s on an entirely different level than the rest of you pitiful, shortsighted human cockroaches,” he bellowed, standing up at his full height to sneer down at the stranger daring to insult the kumicho.

“You don’t- No. Someone like you couldn’t even begin to understand. NONE of you do…”

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SENTENCE MEME ⟶ UNCHARTED / AMONG THIEVES always feel free to tweak the sentence to fit your muse.

“That’s my blood. That’s a lot of my blood.”

“What the hell are you doing here?”

“Should I be flattered, or worried?”

“Someone is willing to part with a huge sum of cash if we ‘acquire’ a certain object for him.”

“You know you’re better than anyone.”

“Speak of the devil.”

“Sounds like you’re working for a nutcase.”

“How’s your 13th-century Latin?”

“We’re dicking this guy over, right?”

“What could possibly go wrong?”

“You haven’t exactly made yourself easy to find.”

“Let’s not forget who walked out on whom. You don’t get to be jealous.”

“I’d feel a lot better if I had a gun.”

“I don’t fumble –– I improvise.”

“I’m, uh, adaptable.”

“I’ll just let you do all the ass-kicking, alright?”

“It’s time to tip the odds back in our favor.”

“Your conscience will remain unscathed.”

“I know how to shoot a gun, genius.”

“I really can’t leave you alone for a minute.”

“Kick her out and shut the door. We’re safer in here.”

“You’re not exactly the best judge of character.”

“Excuse me if I’m not just, you know, leaping into your arms.”

“You only need five minutes? That’s great, I won’t even have to take my top off.”

“I’m sweating like a hooker in church.”

“You got a great ass.”

“You would betray me for this?”

“I am surrounded by traitors and fools.”

“What do you say we really ruin this guy’s day?”

“Let’s follow the bloodstains, see if they lead somewhere.”

“Maybe I’m crazy, but it looks like they all killed each other.”

“You’re gonna give me a goddamn heart attack.”

“You’re still dragging this tired old sack of shit around?”

“That’s pretty ballsy for a guy who’s spent the last three months behind bars.”

“You couldn’t find your own ass with two hands.”

“I’m getting too old for this bullshit.”

“Guys like me got to know when to walk away from the table.”

“You’re not having second thoughts, are you?”

“Seems like I am always saving your ass.”

“It’s a shame you have to sit on something so pretty.”

“Don’t say I never do anything for you.”

“That’s where you come in, sweetheart.”

“Great, power’s out and they’re trapped. I swear to god, if there’s a zombie around the next corner..”

“You are so unprofessional.”

“So what’s your angle on all this misery?”

“I suppose you’re here for some noble crusade, right?”

“Tell me you don’t have anything to do with this.”

“I never figured you for the white-bread, picket-fence type.”

“You don’t always have to play the hero.”

“I’m guessing it’s not a coincidence that we ended up here.”

“So let me get this straight –– you’re competing with a psychopathic war criminal for a mythological gemstone?”

“You don’t think they’re a couple, do you?”

“I’m exhausted just looking at you.”

“Well, that kills the mood.”

“I’m a little more worried about us right now.”

“He’s as good as dead already and so are we if we don’t go now.”

“I never should have gotten you into this mess.”

“We knew what the stakes were.”

“Good to know that some things never change.”

“I love the smell of trainyards in the morning.”

“You assholes are gonna make me miss my train!”

“Stop shooting me!”

“This is all I need, Twiddledee and Twiddledummer.”

“I am so over this shit. Give it a rest already!”

“I never asked for your heroics.”

“You just don’t know when to quit.”

“No witty remark? Nothing clever to say?”

“Tell me you have some idea of what’s going on.”

“Your ego will mend.”

“He’s been dead a long time.”

“There’s no way they survived that.”

“Time to head up to the creepy old monastery.”

“Whoa! Holy shit, did I do that?”

“Those things are bad news.”

“There’s something strange going on over here.”

“When were you planning on telling me?”

“I’m tired of your excuses.”

“I have not come this far to be thwarted by your incompetence.”

“I should have killed you myself when I had the chance.”

“Compassion is the enemy.”

“You backstabbing son of a bitch.”

“As usual, I’ll take care of everything.”

“As the world turns, so does my boredom.”

“You played your last hand, and lost.”

“You have been a thorn in my side for far too long.”

“Listen, sunshine, the world doesn’t care.”

“I hate it when he does this.”

“This isn’t a movie and you’re not the plucky girl who reforms the villain and saves the day.”

“You’re no different from me. How many men have you killed? How many just today?”

“You should play the hero more often. It suits you.”

“It’s my turn to walk away.”

“Admit it. You’re gonna miss this ass.”

“On a scale of one to ten, how scared were you that I was gonna die?”

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Feeling unknown & [ you’re all alone ]                          Flesh & bone by the telephone                                          Lift up the receiver; I’ll make you a believer. 

Take second best; put me to the test                              Things on your chest you need to confess                                     I will deliver; you know I’m a forgiver. 

                          Reach out & touch faith.