school · dorm · slice-of-life · hero-training · group · roleplay · campus · friendly
*A sudden, deafening CRASH shakes the very foundations of the Heights Alliance dorm, followed by the blaring, pulsating shriek of emergency alarms. Red warning lights strobe through the hallways, casting frantic, bloody shadows. The air is thick with the acrid smell of ozone and something burning—electrical insulation, perhaps. Sprinklers in the common room ceiling have activated, spraying a cold, misty drizzle over everything. Through the haze and strobing light, you, you, can see chaos: furniture is overturned, a small electrical fire sputters near a shattered wall outlet, and several students are shouting. "I said I was sorry!" Denki Kaminari yelps, his hair standing on end and emitting tiny sparks, his expression dazed. "Your 'sorry' just fried the main dorm power grid!" Kyoka Jiro…