Plamo laughed at the situation. He finally got the tape man's foot stuck on the ground. He couldn't fly any more. "Glue beats tape!" It was the superior trapping power! "You can tear tape, but glue hardens!"
"And without Shoto or … Can't stop Twinkling, you can't melt yourself out of it either." Spiral added. "Seriously, how does your class have a worse naming sense than stuff like Maria and Tsubara?"
"I wonder about myself. Three of them just use regular names." Cellophane groaned, trying to fight out of the trap. "And yet it is somehow better than how Iruma names his attacks. He either just says what he's going to do or names it after food."
"Hey man, it's better than Plamo over here."
"Hey, apologize!" He shouted. "My attack names rule. We just beat him up with the good old fashioned gum shoe!" That made both of them laugh hard. "At least I don't wear a tape dispenser on my head."
"My quirk is tape, I'm leaning into a theme here!" Cellophane yelled. "So what's it like having actual classes instead of getting attacked? I forgot what normal school feels like."
"Vlad-sensei treats the hero classes like a military operation, so almost like the training camp, except it's one teacher beating us up and he feeds Monoma's ego for 'class superiority." Spiral explained.
"Oh, our classes are actually pretty mellow other than logical ruses." Cellophane deadpanned. "Did you know he threatened to expel us on the first day and said he was kidding at the end?"
"Wow, what an asshole." Plamo had to say it. "Looks like neither of us have nice teachers."
"That's the funny part. All it takes is for someone to genuinely say nice stuff to Aizawa and he tries to hide in a corner in embarrassment." The 1-A student snickered. "I'm not getting out of here, am I?"
"Lizardy rips her own legs off to get out." He stated, before pausing. "Oh no, are you gonna rip your own legs off? Quickly, we need to cover the head in glue!" He shouted, already spitting out more.
"I…it's like your class has multiple Irumas that have different parts of his personality." Cellophane looked lost in thought as he was now covered from the back of the head down in glue. "And the Big Three were scarily like him too….oh shit, Iruma is actually the normal one!"
==
Alrighty, this was a bit of a challenge. Juzo was lucky his suit was designed with air tanks in mind, otherwise he might have actually failed right here and now. Thus the main objective was keeping these guys occupied and playing whack a mole, instead of risking an engine kick or laser to the head.
The main issue they took into account when facing this team was Iida's mobility. There were only two ways his quirk could improve: either get faster or run longer with that ultimate move of his.
Aoyama, surprisingly, was the wild card here. He didn't expect the belly sword, or the fact he was able to fight through the obvious pain he felt. It got even worse when the costume could spread the laser to the rest of his body, and gave him laser feet to avoid falling into the ground.
"Where is he!? How are we supposed to be faster than a man who we can't get a read on?" Iida shouted aloud.
"Perhaps we should remove the ground itself." Aoyama stated. "Any ideas?"
Since these two were giving him more trouble than he anticipated, the best Juzo could do for the moment was stay as low as possible and swim out of the area where they couldn't fight him. He wasn't stubborn enough to stay in a fight he couldn't win, that's why guys like Tetsu existed. "No, this is a timed exercise, and Mudman clearly knows how to keep himself at a distance. As such, I suggest we head out to support our remaining comrades. We're already a man down."
"But isn't keeping us here the exact reason we haven't been able to escape?" The sparkly kid asked.
"Which is why we shall combine our powers and abilities to launch ourselves towards freedom. Hop upon my back and we shall propel ourselves!" Okay, he was slightly interested in seeing that in action, but now wasn't the time.
"No, no square blast!" A square of glue was sent at the flying Aoyama, sending him launching back into the ground.
"Can't Stop Twinkling!" Iida shouted to his fallen partner before glue was sent into his thrusters.
"I gots em, I gots em!" Plamo shouted, before hitting the ground. "Throat gunked up … hurts to talk … owsies."
"There, there, big guy. You did good." He swam to his teammate after sinking both heroes into the ground. "The plan was a success, even if it took longer than I expected it to." His role was that of support after all. The best he could do in this situation was wear down his enemy until help came. "Just rest up, the three of us can take on Shoto if Tetsutetsu did his job right."
==
"Ironman uppercut!" Running through a field of flames, Tetsutetsu delivered another attack at the undefended Todoroki. "Titanium kick!" And a roundhouse to boot. "You're not giving it your everything damn it, come on and fight like a man!"
"Believe me when I say I am not holding back in the least." The tough bastard gritted his teeth as they were surrounded by the flames.
"Bullshit, where's the ice that was half as big as the stadium!? Where's the explosion that blew everyone out of their seats?!" He sent a flaming red hot metal fist to his face. "Where is the level of power that would kill anyone that's not me!? You're holding back because you're scared you'll hurt someone! Because you're too weak to learn how to judge strength!"
"I'm not…." He didn't give the man a chance to defend himself in both a physical and metaphorical sense.
"You think just because you're the son of Endeavor, everyone else can't handle your power?! That we're too weak to face it head on!?" He drove the boy into a wall. "Well guess what?! We can! You didn't even make it to the semi finals after supposedly going all out, and you sure as hell aren't putting a scratch on me damn it!"
It was the manliest fight he's ever seen! Suzuki, bloody, broken, yet still able to stand and take on this bastard until he knocked him out of the ring! If he couldn't show that level of dedication to every fight, then what was the point of calling himself a man? "Fine, I'll give you what you want…" Todoroki held his hand in the air before it flashed bright, almost blinding him for a second. "Don't blame me for what happens next."
"Why would I? It's everything I've been asking for the entire fight!" Testsu grinned widely as the light became an orb of fire. It might've looked small, but he could tell, it was hotter than any of the flames encircling them. "So come on, give it to me, plus ultra!"
"Prominence …" Wait, wasn't that Endeavors Final- "BURN!" Oh fuck! He braced his arms as he was enveloped in a blazing inferno hotter than anything in his training, having enough power to force him to brace his legs inside of the ground. He grit his teeth as he pushed forward as hard as possible.
'Well I literally asked for this. I can't say I didn't get what was coming to me.' He said to himself as he did his best to keep marching forward. 'Come on, you didn't spend a whole day in a furnace and another day in a freakin freezer to back down now!' That wasn't even mentioning the day he spent in the downpour zone, where he learned first hand he could rust.
This was the challenge he was seeking all year. He would either push on, throw and prove his strength, or fail and learn to be all the stronger for it. Either way, he would make this the manliest battle of his lif…
THUNK
He blinked, the blazes stopped as he was inches from Todoroki. Blinking in confusion he saw … a metal pipe, constructed poorly and fell from the heat, hit Shoto right in the head. Knocking him out as he dropped to the ground. No … no … "I WON BY FAULTY CONSTRUCTION!" This was the worst day of his life.
==
"Come on, it wasn't that bad." Kirishima patted Tetsu, who was crying with disappointed tears, on the back. Sero and Aoyama were flipping him off from the corner, but he felt like this was what he needed to do.
"My manly challenge … beaten by sheer dumb luck … curse you Power Loader!" He shouted to the heavens. "CURSE YOU!"
"Well, that means you're tougher than anything Power-sensei builds, right?" Iruma helped him out by trying to cheer him up. "So there's nothing he can make that you can't beat up and destroy!"
"Yeah…you're right!" Like that, Tetsu's spirit seemed to be back up. "So if I ever get the chance to corner him, he won't be able to do shit against me! Better watch out, cause manly vengeance shall be mine!" Kirishima would argue about vengeance being manly, but he'd stay quiet for now.
"I got cocooned and beaten right off the bat!" Sero complained, keeping his head down. "I could only run until they captured me! That's so pathetic! I was basically useless!"
"You held off two students, that's pretty commendable." Todoroki spoke, looking at his right hand. "I on the other hand … need to improve my fire power." How much farther did you need to improve with a guy like Todooroki?
"Hey Iruma, check it out, your mom got in a fight with Bakugo's mom." Kaminari spoke, checking out his phone.
"Damn it hag. You always had a temper problem." Bakugo growled out.
"Really Rabbit-Mama? I thought you didn't get into fights over something like food." Iruma deadpanned, rubbing his arms.
The classes stared at the two hypocrites for a solid minute. "Oh, did they lose any clothing?" Mineta asked, and that was enough to get Bakugo into a murderous state.
"Hold the next match, I need to murder a grape." Was it a bad sign that most of the class would be legitimately okay with Bakugo killing Mineta?
"Two in a row, two fights in a row 1-B has triumphed! A feat 1-A has yet to accomplish this entire day!" Monoma ranted. "If we win one more fight, then it doesn't matter if you manage another victory, the fact will forever support that 1-B is superior to 1-A! We're B for Better!"
"You know, despite his ranting, he makes a good point. When I beat Bakugo, it'll be a big win for 1-B." Lizardy managed to switch the target of Bakugo's current murder spree, much to the relief of Mineta.
"What was that, you scaly bitch?"
"I think I was very clear, you bomb for brains bastard. I'll completely dominate anything you throw and be the absolute top~."
"Oh, the fact you think you'd be on top is cute." Oh dear god they were doing it again. "Almost as stupid of a sentence as whatever comes out of Dodger's mouth."
"I can think of plenty I can do with my mouth, a pleasure you'll never know after I trounce everyone on your team. Don't worry, I'll save the best for last.~"
"The only pleasure I'm going to have is you on your knees begging me in surrender before I complete my flawless victory."
"After I win, it's going to be you on your knees begging me for more." Where were the knives when you needed to stick them in your ears?
==
"Now then Sharon, let's go over your first lesson." Crawler spoke, sitting with his new apprentice as they sat on a rooftop. "Observation, what do you see about our targets?"
"They dress up really fancy for a meeting that takes place in an alleyway." The demon kid looked at the dealers.
"You're not wrong, and that means they expect this to go flawlessly. Meaning they're either completely assured this will go off without a hitch due to familiarity, or they have enough muscle power to completely dominate any attacks."
"So that means they won't expect us to completely annihilate them if we get the jump on them now!"
"What, no. They may not expect us but you make it sound like we're gonna kill them." He raised a finger. "There are very, very, few exceptions to killing." Like Six.
"Really? Back in the Netherworld, you can essentially die just for being too annoying."
"Well this isn't a Netherworld now is it." He glared. "Think of this as your challenge, don't kill anything. Nothing that would leave someone in critical condition unless an absolute emergency of life and death."
"Critical condition is basically a go too around Bablys." Sharon chuckled. "So this is what being a hero is like? I can oddly see what Midoriya is always going on about. Taking a handicap to keep your opponent alive …" He frowned. "Yeah, that sounds like a danger-junkie."
"As long as you can understand that, we should be good." Crawler nodded. "Also, just remember what we're doing isn't exactly legal, so if you see any police or pros, avoid them at all cost."
"Got it." The boy raised a knife. "Hey punks, surrender now or face our wrath!" He shouted out like a complete moron.
"Oh my god, it's Hauler!" Would it literally kill someone to remember his name for once!?
"And he's got a sidekick!" Well yes, he does actually. Wow, for a failed hero he managed a sidekick. It feels kinda nice.
"Yes, fear me, for I'm … Blade Master."
"Nice try Blade Bastard! Newbies are nothing compared to our crew." … Was his curse contagious?
"Blade Bastard? My first nickname! Aha! Soon I'll get as many titles as that damn love bunny!" And of course he took it in stride. "Now come on, to victory!" He'd let the demon get his ass kicked first, as a starter lesson.