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Ōe Ryoko
[GENDER]
Female
[AGE]
18
[PERSONALITY]
Ryoko is a rather poisonous person. Her words are crude and without reservation; very little would stop her from speaking her mind. Usually, this results in her calling people "stupid" or insulting weird behaviours, but there's often a layer of actual caring underneath all of her foul remarks. Rather than insult others in order to bully or hurt them, she callously calls out problems that she thinks she should be fixed. She's rather sociable for someone so rude. Though, that's mostly because she hates being alone. One could consider Ryoko to be, deep down, someone who wants the best for everyone but hides behind the walls that she built.
[BACKSTORY]
Ryoko wasn't exactly born in a traditional household. In fact, she didn't even know her father. Her mother didn't exactly work at a respectable establishment. After all, she wasn't able to get such a job that she could take pride in. In spite of this, she was a good person and tried to raise her child as best as she could. Even though her early life was tough, Ryoko loved her mother.
But she never really was accepted by other people. She was an outcast at her school. She could never take pride in her mother. As a result, she quickly had to adapt to have a quick skin. No longer was she able to care about what people said about her. She had to ignore them. She had to bite back. When middle school graduation came along, she was considered to be a delinquent. She never went to high school after that. Instead, she began to work at a small appliance shop.
Her first instance of vigilante action was dumb chance. Late at night at a convenience store, she had encountered some unsavory fellows harassing an old lady. Rather than call the police or notify the owner of the employees inside, she took matters into her own hands and went to town with a wrench. Besides a few bruised asses and egos, the two men were fine. The old lady ran to the police, like an actual smart person, and Ryoko became a blip on the radar.
But she never really was accepted by other people. She was an outcast at her school. She could never take pride in her mother. As a result, she quickly had to adapt to have a quick skin. No longer was she able to care about what people said about her. She had to ignore them. She had to bite back. When middle school graduation came along, she was considered to be a delinquent. She never went to high school after that. Instead, she began to work at a small appliance shop.
Her first instance of vigilante action was dumb chance. Late at night at a convenience store, she had encountered some unsavory fellows harassing an old lady. Rather than call the police or notify the owner of the employees inside, she took matters into her own hands and went to town with a wrench. Besides a few bruised asses and egos, the two men were fine. The old lady ran to the police, like an actual smart person, and Ryoko became a blip on the radar.
[QUIRK]
Shedding - Ryoko has the ability to shed her skin and manipulate the loose cells. Because of this, she has a fairly versatile quirk that allows her to create and control simple objects. While technically she can use all of the skin on her body, doing so would cause her immense bleeding, pain, and long term side effects due to being a skinless monstrosity. As such, she is effectively limited to using a safe amount of cells: only part of her epidermis. As long as she maintains skin to skin contact with her cells, she can freely manipulate them so long as she maintains her concentration.
Even though she can make simple objects, it's rare for her to make things larger than her pinky. This is both because of her limited resources and the inherent properties of the skin. Being naturally elastic, her skin is much more suitable to be formed into objects such as rounds (which more resemble rubber pellets) that she can "fire" or strings that she can control with a modicum of accuracy. Though, that isn't to say that she would be unable to alter the properties of skin that she's controlling.
As a side effect of her quirk, her skin is naturally thicker (about twice as much) than the average person and she can regrow skin at a considerably faster rate than others. Though, for her to reach her peak growth rate rather than be below average, she must remain on a healthy and controlled diet. The control of her power is also controlled by this, as dry and bad skin becomes hard to control, manipulate, and even shed.
Even though she can make simple objects, it's rare for her to make things larger than her pinky. This is both because of her limited resources and the inherent properties of the skin. Being naturally elastic, her skin is much more suitable to be formed into objects such as rounds (which more resemble rubber pellets) that she can "fire" or strings that she can control with a modicum of accuracy. Though, that isn't to say that she would be unable to alter the properties of skin that she's controlling.
As a side effect of her quirk, her skin is naturally thicker (about twice as much) than the average person and she can regrow skin at a considerably faster rate than others. Though, for her to reach her peak growth rate rather than be below average, she must remain on a healthy and controlled diet. The control of her power is also controlled by this, as dry and bad skin becomes hard to control, manipulate, and even shed.
[SKILLS]
Tinkering - Ryoko is half decent at fixing things. She isn't exactly a journeyman, though.
Iron Stomach - She can eat anything barely edible. Her mother's cooking wasn't good.
Iron Stomach - She can eat anything barely edible. Her mother's cooking wasn't good.
[SAMPLE POST]
"Really now?"
The massive woman—in more ways than one—standing outside the door had come with an interesting proposition. To come out in the middle of a storm was a bold move and the offer of being an actual hero? One of the good guys? Pff. Ryoko gave up on that a long time ago. Going to a hero school and all of that was a long forgotten dream of an idle elementary student. With a shrug, she beckoned the large horned woman inside of the shop and took a seat at her desk. Picking up a screw driver, she went back to opening the top of a teal sewing machine.
"Well, your offer is definitely something," Ryoko mumbled as she focused on the screws, "but I think I'm..." For whatever reason, Ryoko had stopped. Her fingers were deep in the wires of that decrepit machine. She took a look around her. The old, musky shop filled with hundreds of manuals strewn about the place. Dozens of specific tools, rusted and worn down from years of use. She looked at her hands, cut from strands of copper wire until calloused. Her eyes caught her very own wire strippers, where the blade had a noticeable hole from when she popped a live wire. She took a deep breath, put down her tools, and leaned back on her chair.
"I think I'll accept it."
The massive woman—in more ways than one—standing outside the door had come with an interesting proposition. To come out in the middle of a storm was a bold move and the offer of being an actual hero? One of the good guys? Pff. Ryoko gave up on that a long time ago. Going to a hero school and all of that was a long forgotten dream of an idle elementary student. With a shrug, she beckoned the large horned woman inside of the shop and took a seat at her desk. Picking up a screw driver, she went back to opening the top of a teal sewing machine.
"Well, your offer is definitely something," Ryoko mumbled as she focused on the screws, "but I think I'm..." For whatever reason, Ryoko had stopped. Her fingers were deep in the wires of that decrepit machine. She took a look around her. The old, musky shop filled with hundreds of manuals strewn about the place. Dozens of specific tools, rusted and worn down from years of use. She looked at her hands, cut from strands of copper wire until calloused. Her eyes caught her very own wire strippers, where the blade had a noticeable hole from when she popped a live wire. She took a deep breath, put down her tools, and leaned back on her chair.
"I think I'll accept it."
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[NAME]
Christopher Webbins
[GENDER]
Male
[AGE]
19
[PERSONALITY]
Christopher is your quintessential loner. He finds it hard to talk to people, who have often been repulsed by his appearance. As a result, he has a deep distrust of people. Despite this, he wishes for the world to see him as a hero, to prove that just because he looks scary, he is still a good guy. To this end, he is a hard working perfectionist, and looks down on people he feels do not apply themselves 100% to a situation. This often leads to tunnel vision and an inability to multi-task. Prone to going off and doing his own thing, if he feels the directions given are inadequate, bolstered by his distrust of people being close to him.
[BACKSTORY]
Christopher Webbins grew up in outback Australia, where he lived life happily away from most civilisation. The son of two farmers, life was simple until a severe drought killed off their canola farm and their livestock. Unable to properly recuperate the losses, the Webb family moved to Japan, where the parents had been offered a job in the agricultural industry. It was there, in the thriving hub of quirks, surrounded by all sorts of weird and wonderful people, that Christopher began to be shunned and reviled by his peers and classmates at school. Without any friends, he focused on his studies, hoping to become someone people would want to know, so he could help them study. Suffice to say, people still found him gross and unpleasant to look at.
In the present day, having just graduated from school with next to top of the grade marks, he found himself with nothing to do. Getting a job was difficult in the current climate, so he found himself passing time by lurking dark alleys and rooftops, jumping in to terrify criminals and the odd villain, then apprehending them with web and running off after notifying authorities. Because of his want to be helpful, his want to punish the bad, and his want to be seen as a good guy despite appearance, he aspires to be a hero in the limelight, as a beacon for people with physical morphological based quirks.
In the present day, having just graduated from school with next to top of the grade marks, he found himself with nothing to do. Getting a job was difficult in the current climate, so he found himself passing time by lurking dark alleys and rooftops, jumping in to terrify criminals and the odd villain, then apprehending them with web and running off after notifying authorities. Because of his want to be helpful, his want to punish the bad, and his want to be seen as a good guy despite appearance, he aspires to be a hero in the limelight, as a beacon for people with physical morphological based quirks.
[QUIRK]
Tarantula - Does whatever a tarantula can do in essence. This includes wall climbing, web spitting, sudden bursts of speed, the ability to flick hairs that paralyse and cause immense itching on contact, as well as a physical strength deceptive to appearance. Scared of fire, and slows down when exposed to extreme cold, to the point of hibernation. Also surprisingly fragile, and tries to avoid up front fights.
[SKILLS]
Keen Observer - Given his propensity to tunnel vision in on the task at hand, he will often notice small or minute details, as long as it is relevant and pertinent.
Survivalist - Able to function on little water and food, provided he gets enough rest.
Claustrophilia - Prefers to filter into as small a location as possible, and is okay with not moving for an extended amount of time, making him good at observation and espionage.
[SAMPLE POST]
Christopher Webbins looked at the offer in his hand incredulously. After a lifetime of rejection based on appearance, and the difficulties that encompassed, why would someone go out of their way to head-hunt him for a position. It was curious, none-the-less. It would no doubt be worth going in, and at least listening to the situation, and making an informed decision when he had all the facts. And if he wanted to be a hero one day (he had often fantasised about being called 'The Spider Hero: Webb') then this could potentially help spring board him in that direction. And besides, it was either this, or another night of instant ramen followed by back alley crusadership. The choice was obvious.
[OTHERS]
[Blood Type] - O +
[Likes] - Orange Juice
Hedoro Odei
[GENDER]
Not really either anymore, but prefers male pronouns
[AGE]
17
[PERSONALITY]
Hedoro wants to be a perfect image of a hero, and he is extremely hammy about it. He overplays his acts of valor a lot, and is cocky very often, but he is equally as bombastic when it comes to bragging about his own friends and allies. He is an idealist, hungry for attention, and an almost ridiculous degree of confidence in himself and his allies. He has on numerous occasions attempted to challenge those who insult him, even if they did so in jest. He has a fiery temper, and will usually jump to conclusions - this has led him to take the most violent approach most of the time.
Despite these faults, Hedoro is extremly loyal - he will help most people at the drop of the hat, and will rearely ask questions. This, combined with his impressive skill for theatrics and kind attitude has led to him being very popular with the people he lives near, and to the point where Hedoro gets most of his meals from the various older residents in his apartment building. He stands by complete strangers, and only becomes hostile when insulted or attacked - this has led to him being very easy to manipulate and use.
This bravado and exaggeration was initially an act to seem more like a traditional hero despite his appearance, but he has since fully adopted it as his true persona.
Despite these faults, Hedoro is extremly loyal - he will help most people at the drop of the hat, and will rearely ask questions. This, combined with his impressive skill for theatrics and kind attitude has led to him being very popular with the people he lives near, and to the point where Hedoro gets most of his meals from the various older residents in his apartment building. He stands by complete strangers, and only becomes hostile when insulted or attacked - this has led to him being very easy to manipulate and use.
This bravado and exaggeration was initially an act to seem more like a traditional hero despite his appearance, but he has since fully adopted it as his true persona.
[BACKSTORY]
Hedoro was a child concieved from sexual assault - his father attacked his mother during a robbery, and escaped shortly after. He was inevitable caught, imprisoned, and then escaped again, leading a very succesful career in petty crime for years after. Hedoro's mother, meanwhile, was left to deal with the aftershock - and eventually the realization that she was pregnant. He was carried to term despite some slight protest from Hedoro's stepfather, and he was born with his fathers quirk. It was a very stressful first few months, but by the end of the first year, Hedoro was treated no differently from any other children. Hedoro grew up with a massive case of Helper Syndrome, and constantly sought out to help other people usually to his own or others detriment - he once spilled an entire can of paint on his parents carpet due to his lack of a skeleton, for example. His formative years were impacted heavily when his family took a vacation to America, and he saw Captain Celebrity signing autographs. The superhero offered to fly Hedoro in the sky, which completly fascinated and enthralled the boy. Little did Hedoro know, Captain Celebrity was deeply upset by having to touch someone as slimy as him, and only did so in order to hit on his mother, who quickly revealed her marital status and left the scene. It was this time in the sky that completly changed Hedoro's lifestyle, and led him on his path to herodom.
Hedoro is currently working a part time job away from home, having moved due to how upset his parents were that he dropped out. To him, it wasn't that big of a deal - he didn't get into the hero school he applied to, and he was going to be a hero, so what was the point of going to school? It's not like he needed much money anyways, just enough for rent and food. He moved place to place for a year, mostly living off odd jobs and physical labor. His favorite memory was calling an ambulance for an elderly man who was suffering heat stroke, and being called "one of the good ones." He stopped being a vagrant a few months ago, and has since performed vigilante work in the form of picking up litter, saving cats and children from trees, and helping his neighbors and friends with menial or physically intensive chores. The one time he encrountered a conveinenace store robbery, he called the cops and tackled the villain after they tried running through the back door. While an extremly minor event, this reaffirmed Hedoro's entire life choices in heroics, and is most likely the reason he was discovered by Michiko Nishiwaki (along with the gossip of old women whom he helped with interior decorating). He always visits his parents and younger siblings on weekends, and one of his neighbors demands Hedoro come by and eat some of his baked pastries.
Hedoro is extremely hopeful that he can stand out, both as a hero as well as among the team he is supposed to join. He also wants to help the Oba-chan in the apartment next door buy a new fridge, since she has been complaining about how her current one doesn't work very nice. Hedoro's biggest goal, however, is to help curb his anger issues, which have hurt many of his past relationships, particularly several of his old friends and his real father.
Hedoro is currently working a part time job away from home, having moved due to how upset his parents were that he dropped out. To him, it wasn't that big of a deal - he didn't get into the hero school he applied to, and he was going to be a hero, so what was the point of going to school? It's not like he needed much money anyways, just enough for rent and food. He moved place to place for a year, mostly living off odd jobs and physical labor. His favorite memory was calling an ambulance for an elderly man who was suffering heat stroke, and being called "one of the good ones." He stopped being a vagrant a few months ago, and has since performed vigilante work in the form of picking up litter, saving cats and children from trees, and helping his neighbors and friends with menial or physically intensive chores. The one time he encrountered a conveinenace store robbery, he called the cops and tackled the villain after they tried running through the back door. While an extremly minor event, this reaffirmed Hedoro's entire life choices in heroics, and is most likely the reason he was discovered by Michiko Nishiwaki (along with the gossip of old women whom he helped with interior decorating). He always visits his parents and younger siblings on weekends, and one of his neighbors demands Hedoro come by and eat some of his baked pastries.
Hedoro is extremely hopeful that he can stand out, both as a hero as well as among the team he is supposed to join. He also wants to help the Oba-chan in the apartment next door buy a new fridge, since she has been complaining about how her current one doesn't work very nice. Hedoro's biggest goal, however, is to help curb his anger issues, which have hurt many of his past relationships, particularly several of his old friends and his real father.
[QUIRK]
Symbiotic Sludge - Hedoro is completely composed of a heavy, sludge-like substance. Nerves and synapses are spread consistently all throughout, and veins are unnecessary due to his porous and gelatinous body. His physiology allows him to be relatively unharmed by otherwise deadly attack (a slit throat doesn't really harm him), making most physical forms of harm ineffective against him. He can regenerate very small quantities of himself over time by drinking plenty of fluids or touching parts of himself that are disconnected, and the only organs he has are his eyes and vocal cords. Other than these, he is completely liquid and can fit through extremely small openings and containers.
His quirk really shows it's worth when he is attached to another person - while his father could physically take over someone's body, Hedoro lacks the ability. He can, however, still attach himself to someone else. Instead of taking over, this allows him to use a lot more force for attacks and lifting things, since he now has a pseudo-skeleton. He essentially gives his 'wearer' superhuman strength and durability, at the cost of being heavier and pretty uncomfortable. He adds anywhere between 400 to 800 pounds to a persons lifting strength depending on the intensity and duration of physical activity, and essentially acts as armor for his hosts (he can only stop small firearm rounds at his healthiest, unharmed size).
This quirk has quite a few drawbacks though. A lack of skeleton has left Hedoro with extremely limited dexterity when he has no host, which is most of the time. He can barely keep a semi-humanoid form, and anything beyond opening doors is nearly impossible. In addition, while physical forms of harm are nearly entirely negated, environmental effects like extreme heat and cold have a far more impactful effect on Hedoro - especially air contaminants like poison/sleep gas, due to his porous body. Hedoro's intelligence is directly linked to his size - the smaller he is and the more chunks are carved out of him, the longer it takes for him to react and plan. Water quickly dilutes him, and large bodies of water can rapidly drain his intelligence, or even kill him. If he focuses he can stand on grates or other surfaces with small holes without falling through, but something breaking his concentration will cause him to drain through. While "immune" to physical damage, especially heavy amounts of slicing or blunt force will cause his body to seperate, which would inevitable put him into a coma until he is put back together or destroyed.
His quirk really shows it's worth when he is attached to another person - while his father could physically take over someone's body, Hedoro lacks the ability. He can, however, still attach himself to someone else. Instead of taking over, this allows him to use a lot more force for attacks and lifting things, since he now has a pseudo-skeleton. He essentially gives his 'wearer' superhuman strength and durability, at the cost of being heavier and pretty uncomfortable. He adds anywhere between 400 to 800 pounds to a persons lifting strength depending on the intensity and duration of physical activity, and essentially acts as armor for his hosts (he can only stop small firearm rounds at his healthiest, unharmed size).
This quirk has quite a few drawbacks though. A lack of skeleton has left Hedoro with extremely limited dexterity when he has no host, which is most of the time. He can barely keep a semi-humanoid form, and anything beyond opening doors is nearly impossible. In addition, while physical forms of harm are nearly entirely negated, environmental effects like extreme heat and cold have a far more impactful effect on Hedoro - especially air contaminants like poison/sleep gas, due to his porous body. Hedoro's intelligence is directly linked to his size - the smaller he is and the more chunks are carved out of him, the longer it takes for him to react and plan. Water quickly dilutes him, and large bodies of water can rapidly drain his intelligence, or even kill him. If he focuses he can stand on grates or other surfaces with small holes without falling through, but something breaking his concentration will cause him to drain through. While "immune" to physical damage, especially heavy amounts of slicing or blunt force will cause his body to seperate, which would inevitable put him into a coma until he is put back together or destroyed.
[SKILLS]
Weightlifting - Hedoro is extremly dedicated to his diet and workout routine, and has rained to be exceptionally strong. Even without a skeleton, he can carry up to 150 pounds for hours at a time.
Acting - Hedoro is almost freakishly good at altering how he speaks and behaving differently. He's been the lead in almost every drama play he has been in, and despite looking like something out of the sewer, he has crushed it every time. No one has ever uncovered his true reason for wanting to become a hero.
English - Hedoro has a very firm grasp on the English language, and it is the only subject that he actually scored well in while he was still in school.
Acting - Hedoro is almost freakishly good at altering how he speaks and behaving differently. He's been the lead in almost every drama play he has been in, and despite looking like something out of the sewer, he has crushed it every time. No one has ever uncovered his true reason for wanting to become a hero.
English - Hedoro has a very firm grasp on the English language, and it is the only subject that he actually scored well in while he was still in school.
[SAMPLE POST]
The knocking on his door occured just as Hedoro finished his 3rd set of dumbell curls. He still had quite a few exercises left in his workout today, and then he had to go out for another round of vigilantism for the night, so he was quite anxious about ending the conversation with whoever was on the otherside of the door as quick as possible. As soon as he opened it and saw the massive woman that was THE FREAKING MICHIKO NISHIWAKI, he nearly had a heart attack... y'know, if he had a heart. She was one of the big heroes in Japan! I mean, no Captain Celebrity, but still! She was on his doorstep.
It was probably his stunned silence that encouraged her to start talking, and when she finally finished her proposal, Hedoro had finally recovered enough to keep himself calmed down. "So, you decided to select the amazing Hedoro Odei as a member of your elite? A wise choice on your part, lady Nishiwaki!" She continued by providing contact information and hoping Hedoro would contact her soon with her answer. As she tried to leave, he immediatly called out "Wait, wait, wait, I accept! I accept super hard!"
She left soon after, and Hedoro immediatly got back to the workout pump. He was ecstatic - he was making some serious progress in his heroics! He was so happy, that he decided to go to his neighbor, Ms. Kashikawa, as soon as he was done working out and ask for some dumplings to celebrate. Well, if he didn't just immediatly go to his vigilante work after exercising - Mr. Kim wanted help moving his stepson's mattress into his apartment.
It was probably his stunned silence that encouraged her to start talking, and when she finally finished her proposal, Hedoro had finally recovered enough to keep himself calmed down. "So, you decided to select the amazing Hedoro Odei as a member of your elite? A wise choice on your part, lady Nishiwaki!" She continued by providing contact information and hoping Hedoro would contact her soon with her answer. As she tried to leave, he immediatly called out "Wait, wait, wait, I accept! I accept super hard!"
She left soon after, and Hedoro immediatly got back to the workout pump. He was ecstatic - he was making some serious progress in his heroics! He was so happy, that he decided to go to his neighbor, Ms. Kashikawa, as soon as he was done working out and ask for some dumplings to celebrate. Well, if he didn't just immediatly go to his vigilante work after exercising - Mr. Kim wanted help moving his stepson's mattress into his apartment.
[OTHERS]
Hedoro's favorite lift is Benchpress since it means he only needs to focus on keeping his arms and chest rigid.
His favorite Superhero is Captain Celebrity.
He can choose whether or not he stains things, but he's pretty easy to get out of fabrics.
Hedoro met his real father once while he was in prison a few years ago, and is terrified of ending up like him.
He has a penchant for really cringy catchphrases and monikers.
His favorite Superhero is Captain Celebrity.
He can choose whether or not he stains things, but he's pretty easy to get out of fabrics.
Hedoro met his real father once while he was in prison a few years ago, and is terrified of ending up like him.
He has a penchant for really cringy catchphrases and monikers.
Melkor The Nerd Formerly Known as Melkor
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[NAME]
Ara Aster
[GENDER]
Male
[AGE]
19
[PERSONALITY]
Ara often finds himself wondering why he has a quirk. He’s sure that it can be useful, else Michiko wouldn’t have chosen him - he must have potential but he isn’t sure that he’s up to the task ahead. He’s always ready to play and have fun. He takes too few things seriously but he can’t stand around and do nothing when someone needs his help - he’ll try to find a way even if he is powerless.
[BACKSTORY]
Ara was born in upstate New York and lived a fairly normal life for a kid. He noticed his quirk when he was three. Or that’s what he tells people. His parents said that they had noticed it at four. Once they’d realized what it was they had tried to mold him into someone who might find the ability to notice and read other people’s body motions pretty useful. His mother had the ability and she was an investigator; Ara had never liked the police movies they showed him as a kid. They thought he might do as a lawyer; his parent’s realized that he wouldn’t make the cut into law school.
They had enrolled him in taekwondo really early on as a self defense mechanism and he excelled. To him, all of the openings were obvious. It was like someone was holding up a neon sign reading “STRIKE HERE! THEY’RE OPEN!”. He wasn’t always quick enough to take advantage of it because, frankly, the others could also see openings. Though, they were much more obvious to Ara.
After five years he’d earned his youth black belt. That was when his father, a businessman, got accepted for a job in Japan. They moved, leaving everything behind. His friends, his extended family, his school and his dojo. There were plenty of taekwondo schools in Japan but he only spoke English. He couldn’t understand what was being explained. Even though he’d earned a black belt, it was from an American school so he’d been forced back into a white belt - having to earn his way through the ranks again. Ara wasn’t very interested in that so he figured if he had to earn his way again, he might as well start another art.
Where Taekwondo harnessed the body’s power and applied it for maximum damage, Aikido harnessed leverage and body mechanics. Applying it in ways Ara hadn’t even considered before. Also, in America his dojo only held class twice a week, Hombu dojo holds classes throughout the day so within his first year he’d met the requirements to earn his first blackbelt with the second following a year later.
He’d only recently earned his third one, three years after the second. He was in the middle of the road for progress at Hombu, there were a few who had started with him who had stuck around, who were working on their fourth as he had received his third. Though there were some who hadn’t earned their second or even their first.
Ara had graduated highschool at seventeen and was accepted to a private university to study Japanese history. He wasn’t sure what he would do with the degree but he knew that it interested him greatly. He had also recently found himself fighting in the streets in the vigilante movement. Ara wasn’t sure that he had what it takes to be a hero but he knew he could stop petty crime easily enough and did his part.
When Ara graduates in a few years he has plans to move back to the states and open dojo while teaching history. He figured that would be a good way to give back to the community that took him in. He hadn’t really considered where he would do any of this but that was still a ways away.
[QUIRK]
Infinite Eye
Ara’s quirk allows him to see even the most subtle changes in a fighter’s stance. When he activates it his eyes glow as white as winter snow and even the slight angle change of your lead foot or the fact that the right side of your hip shifted backward by a millimeter all become as obvious as the sun in the sky. It is as though an opponent is explaining what they are doing in great detail to Ara in real time. It is important to note that this ability does not allow Ara to see the future or perfectly predict an opponent’s move. It simply does not allow any movement to go unnoticed. It is still on Ara to decide what to do with the information, in real time.
[SKILLS]
Skill
- Kenjutsu - Ara has studied Aikido at Hombu Dojo since he was fourteen. In the five years he’d been there he had earned his third degree black belt. In his study, he’s focused on swordwork and is respected among his peers for it. Of course his swordwork isn’t really anything compared to the head of the dojo, the doshu, but he is one of the more advanced students who focus on swordwork.
[SAMPLE POST]
Why me..? Ara couldn’t think why he would be chosen for this. Surely she saw something in him that he didn’t but… Are there no others..? His quirk wasn’t speed or power oriented. Sure, it would be useful to tell what an opponent might do next but if all he had to work around that was a sword and his fists then that wouldn’t be too useful… Would it..?
He decided that he would find out. He knew she wouldn't choose him randomly so she had singled him out. That meant she saw something he couldn't. He wanted to know what it was.
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[APPEARANCE]
[NAME]
Reo Kagenawa
[GENDER]
Male
[AGE]
17 years old
[PERSONALITY]
Reo seems like an extremely quiet individual to those who first meet him, but to those who are familiar with him, know that it is the exact opposite. Reo generally hangs out with those he either extremely trusts, or those who treat him fairly for the get-go. He is often seen on the streets as a hoodlum, because he doesn't ever really go home, he hangs out in public, enjoying nature. He is a bit of a pyromaniac, he likes how fire looks, and sometimes has dreams that he has a fire or combustion quirk.
[BACKSTORY]
Reo grew up in an urban environment in an apartment with 5 siblings, so the fight for food in his case was serious. He lived with both a mother and a father who love each other despite their jobs as measly supermarket managers. His father has a skin hardening mutation type quirk and his mother had the "Steel Palms" quirk (Is literally what it sounds like). His favorite hero growing up was Endeavor, and would prove multiple times how he could "beat All Might". He got in a lot of fights. He got kicked out of UA for vandalism. (Made a mural of Endeavor, legend has it that it's still there!)
Reo recently has applied at a prestige college in Tokyo that specializes in the studies of Quirks, and majored as a Quirk Professor (Studies and teaches the types of quirks) After simply over sleeping, he finds a letter into the "Big Sister Inc." hero office. He accepts and decides to join the hero world as a vigilante, rather than an actual (legal) hero.
For the future, he hopes to eventually become an actual hero who is widely respected and makes his family proud. He likes almost every hero, but does not nerd out over them (cough, Deku), and he hopes to become recognized by Endeavor as an actual hero. He wants to save a lot of people, but at the same time, he wishes for fame.
Reo recently has applied at a prestige college in Tokyo that specializes in the studies of Quirks, and majored as a Quirk Professor (Studies and teaches the types of quirks) After simply over sleeping, he finds a letter into the "Big Sister Inc." hero office. He accepts and decides to join the hero world as a vigilante, rather than an actual (legal) hero.
For the future, he hopes to eventually become an actual hero who is widely respected and makes his family proud. He likes almost every hero, but does not nerd out over them (cough, Deku), and he hopes to become recognized by Endeavor as an actual hero. He wants to save a lot of people, but at the same time, he wishes for fame.
[QUIRK]
Full Chain - A quirk that creates chains from iron in the user's blood. The more iron, the stronger and longer the chain can be. He is often seen eating raw kale and spinach for this reason. In the palm of his hands are 2 inch diameter spheres, which are a steel ball which connect to his "blood chains", which is his primary weapon of choice. The ball has a 360 spin, so it is able to spin similar to a yo-yo, and can bounce up and down easily. Can knock around like metal clackers and his chains make a silent rattle, which is somewhat hard to hear. He can get sick if he uses his chains too much, due to iron lose, so he will have to break every so often. The steel ball has a pattern with hexagons and lines.
[SKILLS]
Skill Despite having a more metallic quirk, he is extremely handy in fire craft, making fires and using chemistry to his advantage. He also is decently strong on his own, with a BMI of 26. He also has good climbing abilities and quick mental calculations. He can easily resolve conflicts among himself and interpersonal conflicts. He is very street smart, rather than book smart, but he has a strong concept of school concepts as well. He also has great peripherals.
[SAMPLE POST]
Monday, 6:30 Pm. Kagenawa was extremely late for his college orientation.
He would wake up calmly, yawning as per usual, his clock reading 4:30 Pm instead. His mother and father would still be at their jobs, trying to keep up with the pace of life. He would stand and stretch "Guess I should get ready." He said sleepily in a yawn. He would grab his nicest pair of black slacks (he prepared all his outfits in advance) and a black tank top, his ruby necklace dangling on his neck. He would check his pocket for his phone, no sign, he would then search his blankets for the missing bastard. He would turn his head towards his nightstand where his phone resided. He sighed, picked it up, checked the time and calmly put it in his pocket.
...
He quickly pulled it back out and began to panic "Why do I never change my clock!?" He would tap his foot nervously and he would begin to hyperventilate. "Mom and dad are gonna kill me..." he would pace around thinking of a way to explain why he would be kicked from the prestige college (0 tolerance without warning for missing the first day. He would have to come back the following semester.) he enrolled in after getting kicked out of UA 2 years ago. "Can't be a hero, now it'll take forever to be a quirk professor! Great! Just Great!" He would sigh and begin to worry severely. He would go to the front door and pick up every piece of mail that read his name (Phone bill, a mysterious form and a introductory note from his college). He would go back in his room and throw the phone bill on his bed, not wanting to deal with it at the time being. He would put the mysterious note down, and open the introductory note regretfully. "God help me, I'm a failure..." He would peer at the letter, and begin to read.
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He would begin to tear up, regretting having his clock set incorrectly, he was now halfway through the letter, upset with himself for passing up an opportunity like this "Damn it!" He would slam his fists on his bed and his eyebrow would begin to twitch. He would slam the note on his bed in a rage. "I hate this... I hate it so much..." He would sit for a couple minutes thinking, then he would sigh and open the mysterious letter which had 0 stamps on it. It was clear someone had personally delivered this letter to him, he had trouble pronouncing the name, but he assumed it was from a female. (He guessed by the name and handwriting alone.) He would read through the letter confused
...
"Isn't unauthorized heroes still illegal? I don't know about this" He would ponder his options and clench the paper in his hand. This was his last chance at success, at being someone he's wanted to be since he was 2. He remembers the golden days when All Might was still alive, and was in bad shape. This was his second chance at being a hero. An unauthorized hero, but a hero none-the-less. He would drop the paper on the floor, clench his fist and put on his old hero costume. It was show time!
He would wake up calmly, yawning as per usual, his clock reading 4:30 Pm instead. His mother and father would still be at their jobs, trying to keep up with the pace of life. He would stand and stretch "Guess I should get ready." He said sleepily in a yawn. He would grab his nicest pair of black slacks (he prepared all his outfits in advance) and a black tank top, his ruby necklace dangling on his neck. He would check his pocket for his phone, no sign, he would then search his blankets for the missing bastard. He would turn his head towards his nightstand where his phone resided. He sighed, picked it up, checked the time and calmly put it in his pocket.
...
He quickly pulled it back out and began to panic "Why do I never change my clock!?" He would tap his foot nervously and he would begin to hyperventilate. "Mom and dad are gonna kill me..." he would pace around thinking of a way to explain why he would be kicked from the prestige college (0 tolerance without warning for missing the first day. He would have to come back the following semester.) he enrolled in after getting kicked out of UA 2 years ago. "Can't be a hero, now it'll take forever to be a quirk professor! Great! Just Great!" He would sigh and begin to worry severely. He would go to the front door and pick up every piece of mail that read his name (Phone bill, a mysterious form and a introductory note from his college). He would go back in his room and throw the phone bill on his bed, not wanting to deal with it at the time being. He would put the mysterious note down, and open the introductory note regretfully. "God help me, I'm a failure..." He would peer at the letter, and begin to read.
...
He would begin to tear up, regretting having his clock set incorrectly, he was now halfway through the letter, upset with himself for passing up an opportunity like this "Damn it!" He would slam his fists on his bed and his eyebrow would begin to twitch. He would slam the note on his bed in a rage. "I hate this... I hate it so much..." He would sit for a couple minutes thinking, then he would sigh and open the mysterious letter which had 0 stamps on it. It was clear someone had personally delivered this letter to him, he had trouble pronouncing the name, but he assumed it was from a female. (He guessed by the name and handwriting alone.) He would read through the letter confused
...
"Isn't unauthorized heroes still illegal? I don't know about this" He would ponder his options and clench the paper in his hand. This was his last chance at success, at being someone he's wanted to be since he was 2. He remembers the golden days when All Might was still alive, and was in bad shape. This was his second chance at being a hero. An unauthorized hero, but a hero none-the-less. He would drop the paper on the floor, clench his fist and put on his old hero costume. It was show time!
[OTHERS]
Has to eat foods that are fluid in fiber and iron in order to produce good chains.
He loves to eat steak and other meats finely.
He (obviously) has a thing for flames, fire, and smoke.
He loves to eat steak and other meats finely.
He (obviously) has a thing for flames, fire, and smoke.
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