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Evil Academia Squad

I will be posting an intro around 10, since I have an exam before then. Sorry ^^"

Evil Academia Squad

Sawasawa Sakai

Sawasawa "Sawa" Sakai

"I'm gonna show ya somethin' cool"

There are tattoos on each of her thumbprints which relate to her quirk
Height: 164 cm
Weight: 57 kg
Gender: Female
Age: Sixteen

Personality: Goofy, Spontaneous, and Cheerful. Not the profile most expect out of a villain. Sawasawa is not your average evildoer, she has no dark past or significant history, which in itself is important in defining her character, especially when you consider her indifferent morality. Her playful nature works its' way into her everyday interactions with others in the form of teasing and jokes at the expense of others. Whether or not her teasings actually has negative motives is really unclear. Her positive and warm attitude can be off-putting to some and if she has ever has had a bad day, nobody would have known. As a bonus to her being difficult to read, she is very unpredictable and often changes her mind. She dislikes inaction, cliches, and wet-blankets. She likes drama, plot-twists, and confidence.

Background: Since birth Sawasawa has never experienced any real misfortune. Her life has been a rather pleasant and run-of-the-mill middle class one as long as she can remember. The key defining moment in her past was the moment that directed her towards villainy and not heroics, because it very honestly could've happened either way with a flip of the coin. It all started the day she turned on her TV and the news showed a villain in action, the sheer amount of people at the scene who couldn't help but look at the scene before them really captured Sawa's heart. Had the news been broadcasting a hero doing charity work or something that day the world just might have been less an enemy of the law.

Motive for Villainy: Since her youngest days Sawasawa has loved the persona of an entertainer, someone who grabs the attention of an audience and embeds a memory of themselves into the minds of all who watch them. Her deepest desire is to make a mark on the world, what positive or negative difference that makes does not matter. She sees fighting against heroes and the normal status quo as the ultimate show and wants to shake the world up and turn it on its' head.

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"Switchswapper-Switcheroo"

as she calls it, or as it is more commonly abbreviated as

"Switchswap"

Description Sawsawa's Emitter quirk manifested itself in an ability to instantaneously swap any two objects of similar size. The size difference of the two objects can be widened to a certain degree with a lot of extra effort on Sawa's part. The rules of her ability entail that her mark, a tattoo on her thumb prints, must be placed using actual physical contact between the mark and her desired objects. The object imprinted from her right thumb will be swapped with the object imprinted from her left thumb instantly the same moment she snaps either of her fingers. Any time she marks an object with say her left thumb, any object previously marked by her left thumb loses the mark. Additionally, the mark can be spread with physical contact of a marked object to an unmarked object i.e. A thrown marked baseball hits an unmarked orange with the mark. The baseball spreads the mark to the orange and loses the mark. She has an unconcious awareness of where and how close the things her mark is on are. Sawa can mark things as many times as she wants without cost but every time she swaps something, her fingers get sore and fatigued, eventually reaching the point where they cant be snapped or used dexterously for anything. At that point the recovery is the same for any sore muscle. The quirk is difficult to use offensively without some creativity as swapping living things is seemingly impossible with the quirk. There is also a requirement for there to be enough space for an object to arrive when swapping or nothing happens when she snaps.

Marking/Tattoo

Talents:
-Sawa specializes in misdirection, and is an exceptional magician.
-She is creative and uses this alongside her quirk effectively in her evildoings
-Sawa is extremely adaptive to adversive situations and maintains clear thinking in stressful moments

Inventory:
-Thumb mittens she places on each of her thumbs to keep herself from unintentionally marking things.
-Her white purse
-A few firecrackers
-A zippo lighter
-A deck of cards
-A pocket knife
-x3 Grenades
-Beretta M9 Pistol

"Waldo" a SuperNova 12 Gauge Pump-Action Shotgun

-A lot of knick knacks and magic tricks

Too Many Heroes...

@cloudystar Thanks, I hope im creative enough to make her creative ^^'

Too Many Heroes...

I don't know whether her quirk is an emitter or a mutation >_>

Sawasawa

Sawasawa "Sawa" Sakai

"I'm gonna show ya somethin' cool"

There are tattoos on each of her thumbprints which relate to her quirk
Height: 164 cm
Weight: 57 kg
Gender: Female
Age: Sixteen

Personality: Goofy, Spontaneous, and Cheerful. Not the profile most expect out of a villain. Sawasawa is not your average evildoer, she has no dark past or significant history, which in itself is important in defining her character, especially when you consider her indifferent morality. Her playful nature works its' way into her everyday interactions with others in the form of teasing and jokes at the expense of others. Whether or not her teasings actually has negative motives is really unclear. Her positive and warm attitude can be off-putting to some and if she has ever has had a bad day, nobody would have known. As a bonus to her being difficult to read, she is very unpredictable and often changes her mind. She dislikes inaction, cliches, and wet-blankets. She likes drama, plot-twists, and confidence.

Background: Since birth Sawasawa has never experienced any real misfortune. Her life has been a rather pleasant and run-of-the-mill middle class one as long as she can remember. The key defining moment in her past was the moment that directed her towards villainy and not heroics, because it very honestly could've happened either way with a flip of the coin. It all started the day she turned on her TV and the news showed a villain in action, the sheer amount of people at the scene who couldn't help but look at the scene before them really captured Sawa's heart. Had the news been broadcasting a hero doing charity work or something that day the world just might have been less an enemy of the law.

Motive for Villainy: Since her youngest days Sawasawa has loved the persona of an entertainer, someone who grabs the attention of an audience and embeds a memory of themselves into the minds of all who watch them. Her deepest desire is to make a mark on the world, what positive or negative difference that makes does not matter. She sees fighting against heroes and the normal status quo as the ultimate show and wants to shake the world up and turn it on its' head.

---

"Switchswapper-Switcheroo"

as she calls it, or as it is more commonly abbreviated as

"Switchswap"

Description Sawsawa's Emitter(?) quirk manifested itself in an ability to instantaneously swap any two objects of similar size. The size difference of the two objects can be widened to a certain degree with a lot of extra effort on Sawa's part. The rules of her ability entail that her mark, a tattoo on her thumb prints, must be placed using actual physical contact between the mark and her desired objects. The object imprinted from her right thumb will be swapped with the object imprinted from her left thumb instantly the same moment she snaps her either of her fingers. Any time she marks an object with say her left thumb, any object previously marked by her left thumb loses the mark. Additionally, the mark can be spread with physical contact of a marked object to an unmarked object i.e. A thrown marked baseball hits an unmarked orange with the mark. The baseball spreads the mark to the orange and loses the mark. She has an unconcious awareness of where and how close the things her mark is on are. Sawa can mark things as many times as she wants without cost but every time she swaps something, her fingers get sore and fatigued, eventually reaching the point where they cant be snapped or used dexterously for anything. At that point the recovery is the same for any sore muscle. The quirk is difficult to use offensively without some creativity as swapping living things is seemingly impossible with the quirk. There is also a requirement for there to be enough space for an object to arrive when swapping or nothing happens when she snaps.

Marking/Tattoo

Talents:
-Sawa has a flair for the dramatic and is very good at making an impact
-She is exceptionally creative and uses this alongside her quirk effectively in her evildoings
-Sawa is extremely adaptive to adversive situations and maintains clear thinking in stressful moments

Inventory: Nothing besides the thumb mittens she places on each of her thumbs to keep herself from unintentionally marking things.

Too Many Heroes...

I'm interested if it's not too late!

Fortissimo//Akkord: Seihai Sensō

I'm still here, classes starting again have just been keeping me away for a bit.

Fortissimo//Akkord: Seihai Sensō

@Skyswimsky
Do the people who went with The Voic of Change still have their rings? Or are they a part of them now?

Fortissimo//Akkord: Seihai Sensō

Killian Kavanagh

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"Yep that's me", Killian muttered in reply to the white-haired girl, just now realizing that having a casual conversation wasn't particularly easy or feasible at this time. His discomfort only grew with the appearance of another, a scruffy man who looked almost out of place as Killian felt. The scruffy man offered a greeting followed by a smile, which Killian attempted to reciprocate. In truth what the scruffy man received from him was a grunt and a slight movement of his hand, that would be barely considered a wave as opposed to someone trying to swat at a fly and giving up halfway through. Killian was at a loss, his snappy dry wit didn't really extend well to strangers or very much past his own skull. Really he only talked fully to people he trusted or wasn't uncomfortable around, which unfortunately meant not very many.

Perhaps he would just cultivate a 'strong silent' type persona in order to avoid further interaction. The fact being that he didn't feel entirely strong at the moment or have any idea how to do that. As it turned out, he just ended up standing there pretending to be interested by something else. He noticed The Voice of Change and hurriedly followed her, mouthing a 'thank you' to any higher power watching. Perhaps one of them had cringed and given him an escape, he wouldn't have put it past them. The Voice of Change was accompanied by what seemed to be an indignant child, Maybe her kid?, Killian mused. This did not seem to be an ordinary child, the way she spoke definitely revealed a very morose point of view. Killian decided it wasn't his place to judge as The Voice of Change talked about imprinting the rings into their souls and putting her magic into them. Killian opened his mouth to speak but words didn't come out, maybe he shouldn't have come back here. Hell, he could've been halfway to a bus stop by now. He was tempted to turn around and walk out the way he came, but he paled at having to face the two he had his awkward encounter with earlier who now stood behind him. Perhaps he would activate his Yggdrasil seed and walk straight through the wall? No, as tempting as it was revealing his seed probably wasn't the smartest of ideas.

Killian bit his lip, he would go first and then get the hell out of here as quick as possible. He stepped past the bodyguards into the room, just him and one of the strongest magicians in the world. "Shit...", he muttered under his breath as he put his hands up to his masked face. This day was going way different than he had planned, in fact the entire second decade of his life was much different than he had planned. The thought of this all being for the only person he cared for was what kept him going, but it didn't make it any less scary. Some time later Killian exited the room, he was not entirely sure what he had experienced. The entire event was mysteriously foggy, he only remembered his clammy hands in The Voice of Change's and an intense feeling of dread. Clearly, I will be spending time repressing that memory, he thought with an uncomfortable grin on his face. He brushed past the people he had met earlier, not even acknowledging them. Past a girl and her butler, past the two quarreling magicians, and out of the building into the streets. He wanted to go home, but for some reason couldn't bring himself to. With a now serious look on his face and a few blocks away, Killian tightened the straps of his backpack, unzipped his hoodie, and started walking. His destination unclear, only one thing on his mind, that he had gotten himself into something bigger than he or anybody could imagine.

Fortissimo//Akkord: Seihai Sensō

@Crimson Raven I wouldn't worry too much, the RP is only just beginning and a few people have yet to put their first posts up. I could be wrong, but I don't believe interest is being lost yet. This might just be the general pace the RP will go in general, which in my opinion is fine, if that is way it is.

Fortissimo//Akkord: Seihai Sensō

Killian Kavanagh

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Killian stood in the center of the crowd sweating his brains out. He was nervous as all hell and the fact that the people standing around him would soon happily pull his intestines out through his eye-sockets didn't help in keeping down this morning's breakfast. The only saving grace was the hoodie he wore to disguise his identity and the look on his face. Probably the only smart idea he had had in a while, not including taking part in this crazy gladiator foo bah. He took a swallow of spit to hopefully keep the morning's bagel sandwich down and looked around. To his relief, it probably looked like he was one of the twitchy, kill-happy psychos in the room, as he could count a few of them in the room on one hand and a few other odd characters.

He started scanning the room from behind his hood and processing his thoughts, a little more calm now, Wow...all-star cast, these people look dangerous as hell....is that girl looking at me? Killian tensed up like a robot as the red-haired woman's gaze glanced over him. Clearly, his skills in playing it cool had declined in the past few years as he awkwardly waddled out of the way of her view into the crowd of mages into the view of another woman. She seemed pretty apathetic with a calculating look in her eye, though she did seem as if she was lonely. Killian shook it off and activated his secret move, 'Social Situation Evasive Maneuver Technique'. With what he would only describe as flawless grace, Killian turned his head as if he had never been looking in that direction and awkwardly pushed his way back into the crowd. Mission accomplished, another perfectly executed maneuver he thought sarcastically.

Aimlessly, he began weaving through the crowd of people admiring his new ring. He could tell that the magic behind it was deeply intricate, which goes to show the abilities of those known as 'The Four Kings'. How nice it would be to wield magic like that, so strong almost nothing is a calculable risk. He could only dream of that, but he was still here. Calculating danger in every move. Identifying every consequence. So many risks and uncontrollables, which made everything a whole new scary.

After a few minutes of his skillful social tact, he ended up on the stage where the Voice of Change had retreated to the back. He looked towards the exit and almost decided to leave, but decided against it. He didn't really want to go outside, he had a feeling he would just lock himself in his room for four hours and longer until one of these psychos came crashing in and wrecking everything. Experiencing the ring on an 'inner' level sounded foreboding, but experiencing four hours of paranoia alone sounded pretty worse. Apparently there was a girl who had decided she wanted to go backstage too. She seemed normal enough, except for the white hair and wardrobe, which weren't that big a deal when compared to a few of the other interesting strangers in the room, namely the guy who was looking out into the crowd with a grin on his face. Creepy...Killian thought before bringing his attention back to the white-haired girl. Perhaps now was the time for real social interaction. A bold step Killian, are you prepared for this kind of rigorous activity? We haven't trained for this, He thought to himself like this quite a bit, it kept him from thinking about worse.I'm ready Killian, let's do this.
In another well coordinated move, Killian deftly raised his left hand in a half-hearted wave towards the girl and grunted a "Hey." under his breath.
God I'm good