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[mysterioisthetruth]

[Beck appears in a professionally serious mode today.]

This is a general call for volunteers to test out an upcoming therapeutic technology, funded by Wayne Enterprises for potential future use in one of their facilities.

Full disclosure, this is an ongoing process of testing and is not perfected as yet although it is very close. These are final tests to iron out any last bugs or glitches in the system. Non humans are especially welcome so I can input any differences with your psychology and physiology since it may affect the results.

I will be taking around five to ten volunteers for this. Serious applicants only and be warned that since this is about therapy, you will be compelled to divulge some personal details and it will bring up negative memories. These will not be made public.

One last assurance. You will not be physically harmed in any way but be aware of the psychological aspects and know you are signing up to be helped but we won't be held responsible for any adverse or lingering effects. You're being made fully aware up front that this is a trial.

Now! Who wants to volunteer?

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cw: gore and death

[hot_handed]

That's stupid...

[He scoffs, but then he starts it back up and has the memory Katsuki get in the way before the villain can attack All Might again, throwing out a powerful explosion-

At first nothing happens. The villain starts cackling- until his arm falls off and crumbles to ash. If he had a mouth, he'd be gawking right about now, but the rest of All For One soon crumbles to ash like his arm did.]

[mysterioisthetruth]

[Beck applauds.]

Excellent! There you go. Make this your triumph!

[hot_handed]

[Memory Katsuki goes up to All Might, still in his heroic form. They exchange some words and All Might leans against Katsuki, which is kind of comical seeing as he's around 7 feet tall and Katsuki's only 5'7- and he guides him off the battlefield. The memory fades.]

But it's not.

[mysterioisthetruth]

It's not real but that's not what matters.

[hot_handed]

That's exactly what matters. It ain't real. It don't change shit.

[He shoves his hands in his pockets.] You got your results. I want another cookie and then I'm out.

[mysterioisthetruth]

It matters up here.

[He taps the side of his head.]

Where you can find your own contentment.

But fine, your participation is appreciated and go ahead, take a couple of cookies.

[hot_handed]

I prefer killing villains for real.

[He ends up grabbing the whole plate and just STARES at Beck, daring him to stop him and walks off.]

[mysterioisthetruth]

[Beck rolls his eyes at the attitude - and the greediness - but lets him go without verbal protest. He has more packets of cookies in the cupboard for other volunteers later.]

[hot_handed]

[He would have preferred getting paid, so this is the best he can do! He doesn't steal Beck's plate though, and his exit is announced by the slam of the front door.]