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[wounds]

DISPLAYING SUBJECT: Genos Label: PRIDE RECORDS Band: MÄNTICORE Instrument: RHYTHM GUITAR/VOCALS Fame Lvl: 2 (Power Lvl 2 + Fortune Lvl 0) Current MP: 2 Short Description: ► Genos is a cocky kid who only cares about himself. The only reason he'd engage anyone else is if they'd be useful to him. He cares more about his own looks than anything else. He's easy to get talking, and he'll talk about anything related to him except for his personal life. Regains So Far: ► His cyborg eyes. ► Getting melted by the sea king's acidic spit while trying to protect a little girl. ► “Having ridiculous power is actually…rather boring” - Saitama Genos: After my master, who became too strong, told me about his empty sadness, I could not stop the oil from falling from my eyes. Until I become strong enough to stand by your side, please wait for me! ► Trading an arm to rip off a monster mosquito's legs. ► Losing his family to an insane cyborg. ► Seeing Saitama backhand a monster to death. ► Talking about how people view him. Popularity polls. ► Getting the keys to Saitama's home. ► "Confession" to Saitama after the meteor. Contact Player: ► aureatian ► AIM: aureatian IC CONTACT ► PHONE: 1-555-250-7456 ► TEXT: 1-555-250-7456 ► EMAIL: genos@priderecords.prc ► TWITTER: metalprince ► FACEBOOK: Genos S. ► TUMBLR: MÄNTICORE.tumblr.com ► ANYTHING AT ALL:

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[sharktrash]

Well, good.

[ he pauses, then goes through the door normally. this is actually something he'd like to discuss. ]

Oh, I'm not saying something's going to happen. But it's a bit convenient, don't you think? Lots of us in one place. Just like last time.

[wounds]

[He doesn't set the guitar down, but he does stop tuning it.]

Considering the last interlabel party, I doubt even half of us are going.

[sharktrash]

[ He gives him a bitter look. ]

I thought so too. You'd be surprised.

[wounds]

[His shoulders sag, even if he doesn't sigh.]

How many people said they were going after you sent it?

[sharktrash]

...well I didn't send it to everyone.

[ pause. ]

But out of the ones I did, two are going and you're the first who's not.

[ The others haven't responded yet, apparently. ]

And then there's the fact that it's one of us organizing a joint party in the first place. One of those Flashstep kids, I think? So his friends are most likely all going, too.

[wounds]

Flashstep... oh.

[The boy band.]

If they want to go headlong into danger, let them.

[That's... uncomfortable to say.]

[sharktrash]

Exactly.

[ Nope, totally comfortable. ]

So I only alerted people I expected to be reasonable.

[ ...aka the ones he considers friends, lo and behold. ]

[wounds]

[No, he definitely feels like he should be out trying to stop them.]

So the people you like.

[sharktrash]

[ What a strange feeling that must be. ]

[ He visibly grumps up. ]

...yes.

[ IT WASN'T A LOT OF PEOPLE but obviously his band goes in the first number. ]

[wounds]

What? Don't like admitting to feelings?

[sharktrash]

[ You get a scowl, Genos. What are you trying to do. ]

Vooooi, don't get sappy on me now!

[ Guess that's a yes. ]

[wounds]

[He smirks and goes back to tuning the guitar on his lap.]

I'm not saying "I love you" or shit.

[sharktrash]

Yes, well! Good!

[ huff. ]

Anyway, I guess I don't have to worry about you then.

[wounds]

Nope. I'll be here all night.

[sharktrash]

[ Squalo's mood is immediately improved. He'll even give him a grin. ]

Great. Holler if you'll need a midnight's kiss.

[ is he serious? is he joking? who knows. ]

[ but he's going to go and whip up some kind of cake/pie and they can have a little New Years celebration just with the band. Preferably playing some hardcore song right here in the penthouse as the year ends. ]

[wounds]

I'll take you up on that.

[He laughs as he starts strumming something simple.]