#( closed plot )

"Alright children, it's time to play Quirky Roulette!"

The class of 2-B groaned in unison. They hated whenever their beloved teacher made strange names to their usual routine training. It didn't help for a fact either that, as the name suggests, the pairs being compared were completely random. This meant that you could climb up to the top with both of you and your partner's quirk, but it could also mean everything could crash down like a landslide.

However, before they could protest, the roulette results had come out and everyone's names were written on the black board. Everyone crowded to see who got who - some cheering as they paired up with their friends, others groaning as they had to face people they disliked, or people in general. A certain liquid boy, however, put on a rather puzzled look.

"Ryuga....Nakano?" He looked around. He couldn't really remember most of his classmates but he well remembered their quirks. He asked another friend which quirk this partner of his had.

"He's the one with those creepy looking tentacles, you know? Eyepatch boy!" Oh! He knew him quite well, but he never engaged in conversation with the other. He often hung out with other friends or younger classmen. Maybe it was time to create a new friendship! The liquid man looked around for his new friend.

————————————— PLOT #002: TRUST

Tema: histórico/fantasia, romance, angst, épico, court intrigue.

PLOT: Muse A era x herdeirx aparente do trono de seu reino, até um golpe que destituiu seus pais do mesmo. Forçados a se esconder, eles ainda garantiram que Muse A, sua única esperança, fugisse. É assim que elx chega ao reino de Muse B, para quem pede asilo tanto quanto ajuda para a derrubada do governo ilegítimo e a restituição da posição de seus pais.

Muse B não tem problemas em oferecer-lhe asilo e promete a ajuda que lhe for possível. No entanto, as negociações são demoradas, adiadas pelas complicações inerentes da formulação de uma aliança militar mutualmente benéfica e também pelas diversos outros assuntos internos ao reino de Muse B que ocupam lugar prioritário em sua mente. É tempo o suficiente para que, em meio a discussões políticas e passeios casuais pelo palácio, algo aflore entre ambxs. Atração, quiçá paixão.

No entanto, é também tempo o suficiente para que os usurpadores do reino de Muse A encontrem seus pais e consigam manterem-lhes em cativeiro. Com a vida dos governantes que destituíram em suas mãos e interessados nas vantagens que podem ganhar com a subjugação do reino de Muse B a seu poderio, conseguem usá-los de chantagem para que Muse A tome uma série de ações para enfraquecer e ameaçar o governo de Muse B, tudo às escondidas, sob risco de perder aqueles a quem mais ama. Muse B, porém, eventualmente descobre a traição de Muse A. Condena-x, só voltando atrás em sua decisão quando descobre como elx foi chantageada — e os sentimentos que elx nutre pelx, até então, protetorx. Compromete-se a ajudá-lx, a marchar imediatamente, junto com seu exército, contra os usurpadores. Salvariam os pais de Muse A, restituiriam-lhe o poder, e pronto. Muse A e Muse B jamais se veriam novamente. Sequer se falariam. Contudo, o amargor de Muse B é suficiente para fazê-lx manter a promessa? Ou as propostas para se redimir de Muse A, tal como o poder delx sobre seu coração, falarão mais alto?

The thrill of a treasure hunt always grabs Callum Anderson's attention. Able to afford some of the bigger mystery lots was always a plus. He knew what he wanted. Searching for old, sometimes traditional pieces but mainly his heart rests with Greek relics.

Finding a clay pot dating back to the Byzantine era became his holy grail. The auction bid went up to a staggering $1.4 million dollars. Thankfully for him he found it a steal as that is not the only piece that came with the lot. He paid top dollar for the master craft work but an added bonus.

One such bonus he left for last. As it was bigger than the rest, Callum needed to get the pot on display. Giving it a prominent place in his main artifact room when he walked through the door; he carefully settled a glass case around the object. Though the art on it is faded a bit due to time, he can still make out the depiction of Athena. The goddess of war. They could make a representation of bloodshed so beautiful. Ancient Greece had a way about them.

He smiled. Giving a nod of his head there is no denying how lucky he is to have gotten this one. Another part of the purchase is a ceramic plate. Designed much the same way but not as old. Hand painted bronze and gold.

Picking it up and sitting it on a shelf with other collectibles, Callum turned now to the box remaining. With a box cutter in hand, slicing the blade through the tape, his brow furrowed digging through packing popcorn. The bits of styrofoam threatened to spill all over the floor. Giving a heave of the object inside unsettled and overflowed several pieces over the box rim.

Callum lifted the wooden box in his arms. It was heavier than expected but he managed. Setting it on a table, he smoothed a hand down the front. A bundle of grapes carved onto each door. Giving it the look of artistic handles; other than that it was old, a bit worn and plain for the auction it was included in.

When he pulled at the doors they became stuck. "Damn," he muttered, sliding fingers along the edges before he felt a small lock. At the top holding the front doors together is a rusted keyhole. That's why it won't open. Gotta be a key. But he'll deal with that idea later.

"Eloise! Come look at the find I bought!" His smile brightened as he wanted her to see the ancient Greek pottery, turning his back on the locked wooden box.

CURRENTLY CLOSED UNTIL FUTHER NOTICE

everyone has their own opinion about a topic and siyoung doesn’t see how one of the top four company will benefit him in the near future. everything might be running smoothly but he’s still a kid who needs to understand that there’s more out there. aside from his company, his brother and family. you’re also pushing him to do something better. but he’s just not listening. he rejected an request to audition for TRC once after the rookie camp. but its been almost a year since then and siyoung is even more stubborn than ever. he refuses to listen to this person and is determined to make it on his own.

you’re one of the fews that he has invited into his brother home in gangnam ( you practically live there considering you’ve slept over for who knows how many times ). ditching? yeah, they ditch together. they also do almost everything together. personality wise? the same, playful but serious when need to be. honestly you’re the perfect match for him.

“if only you were a girl” scooting closer to him, letting their gaze lock “i’ll hit that.” he laughed before sending his friend into a head lock ” oppa!” he whined, “i love you!" 

when the ace rookie title was taken from him; he lost it. he no longer had the desire to continue rapping ( overly dramatic boy ). but you were there to pick him back up again, and naturally he fell for you and vise versa. you both treated each other well, but when he regain that title, everything change. eventually the calls, texts, dates, visits all stop. and you ended things between them. but you never told him why. 

"lets end this" the male look at her. he wonders how she can smile like that in this type of situation, but what he didn’t know was that she was probably hurting on the inside. "nuna, why?" - "siyoung. goodbye…."