Neutrality Order (TomBoo)

C. - Chapter 3: Gentle Passions

"Everyone, I'd like you to meet Gentle Criminal and La Brava!"

The two new additions stood awkwardly behind Tommy, looking out at the small group composed of half of the Front's Generals. Ranboo would have found it hilarious if Tommy wasn't practically permeating with the rainbow-and-unicorn hopes and wishes for everyone to get along.

The stare-off stalemate lasted for just a moment before Boomer piped up with, "Aren't you the guy with those godawful videos?"

And just like that, the very mature, very serious Paranormal Liberation Front and gentlemanly duo erupted in a name-calling shouting match led by dramatic theater kids and hecklers alike with Tommy fretting between the two factions.

Thank FUCK Yotubashi and his ilk weren't here to witness this display of professionalism.

It finally took Karl doing a sweep of marbling everyone and telling them all to calm down for blessed silence, and after a few moments, he let them all go, where they sat stewing like punished children.

"Guys, c'mon," Tommy said, crossing his arms. "Let's make a decent impression on each other. We're all gunning for the same thing, right?" He sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I invited Gentle and La Brava here on good merits, okay? I truly think we can all get along because of our goals. Baseline being...we just want something better for ourselves, and for everyone. Right?"

Guilty silence at their near-brawl settled around before Gentle took a breath and let it out. "You're right, and we apologize," he said formally. "Perhaps we should start over. I am Gentle. Gentle Criminal." He smiled down at La Brava, a sparkle of adoration in his eyes. "And this is my partner, La Brava. And we would like to offer our services to build a new world."

Tommy looked around at everyone, seeing only a smidgen of some form of a dam being broken, before deciding it may best be addressed like a first-day middle school homeroom. He smiled and stood up, addressing the room. "My name is Tommy," he said, almost HEARING Ranboo's eyes roll. "My goal is to create a new society without heroes and villains."

Despite half the room staring at him with secondhand cringe, Charlie hopped up, raising his hand. "My name is Charlie!" he chirped. "My goal is to be able to live accepted as myself, without changing to fit anyone else's norm!"

"My name's Bo-" "BOOMER!" "-and my goal is for even insane nobodies like me to have a place and be wanted"

Punz looked around for a moment before sighing and raising his hand. "....my name's Punz...and my goal is to eradicate mutant quirk discrimination."

Karl inclined his head. "My name is Karl. And my goal is to expose corruption and true injustice, giving power back to the everyday people." He turned to Techno, who rolled his eyes.

"Name's Techno," he said simply, "my goal is to annihilate the corrupt so-called heroes, from the inside out."

Ranboo scoffed. "Edgelord," he muttered, then gave Tommy a quick glare when he was elbowed. "Ugh. My name is Ranboo. My goal is to destroy our current society to make way for a new one."

Gentle glanced at La Brava before smiling. "My name is SmallishBeans," he said. "And my goal is to make a difference, so I am not forgotten."

La Brava beamed and hugged his arm tightly. "....I'm LDShadowLady...and my goal is to make Gentle's dreams come true."

Boomer tipped his head. "No real goals for yourself?" "Weird."

"It is NOT!" she shot back, stomping her foot. "There's never anything wrong with living for someone else!" She continued to glower even when Gentle quietly settled her back.