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Boku no Hero: Hands-On Experience

I'm not going on holiday, I'm here. But if the interest is going to stop us roleplaying properly, maybe we should put it to rest. It's up to you.

Boku no Hero: Hands-On Experience

C O N G R A T U L A T I O N S

We've hit 100 OOC posts!

Let's celebrate by posting our favourite character in the RP so far; the bus.

Boku no Hero: Hands-On Experience

While the unexpected acceleration of the bus startled Maksim, he was more than startled by the deceleration of the vehicle. The ride had been forever, he had mentally traveled to half the world and back, but none of it prepared him for what was beyond the door. A bustling metropolis of talent and talented individuals, waiting to be seized for the good of humanity. He could barely find his footing. On second thought, it was a wonder to Maksim why the bus seemed to be travelling over gravel. Maybe this was a slight detour from the numerous onlookers of this momentous occasion, maybe leaving the public eye. It would have to be secluded, so they could demonstrate the full efficiency of their powers, but the gravel didn't seem to stop.

When Sasha had grabbed the bus, Maksim felt a shot of adrenaline run through him. He had been on edge for the whole ride. Not willing to question the sparks of fire to his left rising to the top of the bus, or the large clang of a dropped metal tool, the thrill of being surrounded by the powerful had been binding inside of him as a stretched elastic band. The sudden speed made him fear for his life, and he wondered if he could use his power. It would be painful, but he's always known that's what it would take. Pain.

Maksim didn't use his power, but just gripped the edge of the seat. Kidnapped? The possibilities flashed in his mind like a flock of birds soaring from a troubled tree. A figure passed the window, but it didn't seem evil or malign; she had a smile on her face. Maksim was dumbstruck. He sat in the corner in shame for the rest of the trip.

At least, he thought, the new Hands-On experience would be welcoming. The very best of government funding, a pooling of resources to aid the next generation and protect the future. It would stretch into the sky and be a beacon of hope. Everything he could have dreamed would be about to greet him. A new home, new friends, new mentors. And as the bus rolled up on the endless gravel, Maksim glued his face to the window to see this majestic structure.

"Oh."

Boku no Hero: Hands-On Experience

And I thought the entire RP would consist of us sitting on a bus. It was just getting exciting! You know, I might just quit while I'm ahead, it can't get better than this.

Boku no Hero: Hands-On Experience

When Sasha said 'beyond, plus ultra', wouldn't that not exist yet as All Might invented the phrase? Unless we're going with the idea that All Might adopted the phrase and was popular before hand, or I don't really know the story of Plus Ultra that well. Don't want to be nitpicky, just interested in how we're using that phrase.

Boku no Hero: Hands-On Experience

A nosebleed. How embarrassing.

Maksim quickly retrieved a tissue buried in his pocket, flicking it out with murderous intent. He stifled the bleeding, taking a look to see how heavily it was bleeding. A patch of wide-eyed, grinning redness stared at him on the paper. It almost soaked through.

If there was one thing he learnt from his time in New York, it's that the tissues are cheap. And overpriced. Here, at the heart of the country, sat a man with a heart trying to explode from his chest. Maksim was incredibly out of his depth; at least, that's what he thought. Around him were a smorgasbord of upcoming heroes, each with bright futures ahead of them. They had been dealt a favourable hand by God, and Maksim had a feeling that his card was either a joker or an ace. He still knew so little about his place in the world, barely old enough to walk and function, yet here he was, being scooped away in the arms of the most funded in the country.

Growing up in the pan-handle state of Oklahoma, everything was ordinary. There was so much space for a human being, and they certainly made good use of it, with each person occupying as much space as they could, but on this bus everyone was . . . a bit cramped.

If he failed? His life would be a disaster. He would have failed everyone that cared about him and he would spend the rest of life biting his tongue, both literally and metaphorically, to wish he had tried harder or been born differently. Maybe things would be easier that way.

And if he succeeded? He would be a hero.

And for that reason, he would give himself a chance.

A chance to feel the warmth of the sky radiate through the windows, a chance to feel the pressure exerted by everyone on the bus, and a chance to breathe. One breath at a time.

Boku no Hero: Hands-On Experience

My character, Maksim, has been posted and approved by Tominas prior, in case that wasn't obvious. Looking at everyone's characters, we have an interesting number of quirks which have a lot of utility (I love the idea of swimming through objects, it sounds ridiculous but could be pretty effective)

Boku no Hero: Hands-On Experience

Maksim Maciej Stoker

Appearance



Maksim boasts topaz eyes, verging on red but not quite as bright. He stands at 5'5, and never trims his nails.

Name:
Maksim Maciej Stoker
Gender:
Male
Age:
15
Personality:

Maksim rarely does anything with his full soul. He lives between present moments to get by. His life has been a series of half-assed attempts to live above average, but he's only good at being above average in his inability of seeing things through. His focus on mistakes and the negative has led him down many of the wrong paths in his short life - he never knew anyone that was positive about him, either. Any honesty left in him was eradicated by a cynicism of being, but never placing himself above anyone else. In fact, he thinks so lowly of himself and his own actions, it's impossible for anyone to like him. There's only one thing he feels passionate about - being a hero. But he doesn't even know what that means.

His demeanor could be seen as offensive, but he means little harm to anyone - but his lack of self belief and inability to trust himself can be worrisome. He isn't the kind to stutter and sweat from unease, but to remain steadfast in his decision to remove himself from responsibility. He's not used to being allowed to speak, so has no knowledge on persuasion or a good conversation.

Background:

Background

Maksim is a third generation immigrant from eastern Europe, but apart from his rather telling first name, there is little that gives that away. His accent is completely American, and he doesn't carry any of the traditions of his people. However, he isn't that patriotic either. Maksim's parents were both successful enterprise CEOs, who met in a business gala. His early childhood was fantastic, and the family seemed exempt from the oncoming Quirk phenomenon. Although they weren't outright attacked, nobody looked at them the same in the area. Maksim thought it was normal for people to dislike him and his family. His parents never made it obvious - they wanted him to discover these things by himself.

Their name wasn't originally Stoker - they were the Ljubavics. In fact, Maksim's parents were rather proud of their ancestry, and this often got them unwanted attention from a rather zealous neighbourhood. Things rapidly went downhill for the family, when their companies nosedived due to the political instability caused by the rise of quirks. Maksim and his family became proud to be quirkless, as those with quirks were seen as outcasts by the Stoker family. Delinquents of the human condition. In a hypocritical way, they treated people with quirks the same way they were treated by their neighbourhood for being Eastern European. The double standard never occurred to the young Maxim, who was complacent with the way he was treated by his peers; terribly.

His father and mother began drifting apart, one wanting reform and the other an uncompromising solidarity. They clashed and began to dispise each other, with Maxim being caught in the middle. He became ammunition for each side, often involved in arguments and disputes. Usually when he ran away, he was always dragged back. He stopped trying to run away altogether. Maksim's brother, a boy who was born with a quirk, was impressive but screamed uniqueness. His parents always viewed Maksim as their true successor, even if he was younger than his brother. The sibling had the incredible traits of wings and fire breath, but never got the chance to use them under his parent's roof. Before long, he took his wings and flew away, becoming a popular vigilante.

At school, a particular bully was getting the better of him. Mehmet, one of the few boys in Maksim's school to acquire a quirk, had the peculiar ability of sensing fear in a person's heart and freezing them if it was present. It only worked on the other kids, and what started as a joke became far more sinister. His posse used to pick on the smaller kids, including himself, freezing them and taking advantage of their defenselessness. Once again, Maksim's body wouldn't move. On one day, such alike the norm but somehow different, another boy intervened. He defended Maksim when nobody else would. Mehmet's quirk failed to work, but they attacked him anyway. Maksim wanted to help him, but instead became the next victim. They were more vicious this time. They had something to prove. In the flurry of attacks, he bit down on his tongue by accident. Inside, the blood spewed out, and he tasted his own blood for the first time.

It was completely tasteless. Like water, but less nutritious. He felt brave. Mehmet's quirk no longer worked on him. He was no longer afraid.

When Maksim shouted, he felt like his voice shattered the world. It was an ordinary yell, but the boys were too put off by Maksim's vigour to pick on him again. It should have been a heroic moment, but the gaze of Mehmet never left him.

His mother, the winner of his custody, was originally appalled by the idea of her son having a quirk, and Maksim realised he was treated the same way as his father. His mother changed their name to Stoker in spite of his father. He felt alienated in his own house, deciding that he didn't need to be a hero. He wasn't brave, he wasn't intelligent, and didn't respect himself enough to improve his ways. He walked without moving for the rest of his childhood. One moment changed it all, on his way home from school. A small time villain ran into him and didn't want any witnesses. The criminal was quirkless, but he still had a knife. Once again, Maksim froze. Then his brother saved his life.

Like a dragon from the sky, he soared down and apprehended him. The criminal still had another knife under his jacket; Maksim knew this, but couldn't open his mouth. The street was set alight. The boy stood there, too afraid to help or run away, the world burning around him. His brother saved the day, looking down on Maksim like a stranger. It should have been a moment of reunion, but Maksim was less than happy to see someone do so well with his quirk, while he had done nothing with his.

After that day, Maksim felt what pain was like. The pain of doing nothing. His mother hit him that day, and the blood tasted bitter. But his brother showed him what he could become. He was going to protect everyone that needed protecting, quirkless or not, with whatever power he had. Disobeying his mother, avenging his brother, he set off to become a hero.

Quirk:

Maksim's power is locked behind a prison of his own blood. When a part of his body bleeds, it bleeds rapidly. He can become light headed quickly, but by tasting his own blood, a peculiar thing happens. The part of his body bleeding becomes much more powerful. The first instance of this was his tongue, which could create a small breeze with him speaking, but Maksim has yet to experiment with much else. Superhuman strength and ability is given to the part of the body that bleeds once tasted - his arms can become that of a heavy weight boxers, his legs that of a kangaroo's, but this power is tied to how much blood he can drink. With a drop, his power is much less, but the more he tastes the stronger he becomes. His limits are dependent on how long he can stay conscious - although he gets stronger the more he bleeds, he also becomes less accurate. The bigger the wound, too, affects the area of the muscle enhanced, but the pain to open one would be immense. Theoretically, bleeding his eyeball could enhance his vision, but that's not on Maksim's to-do list.

Talents and Skills:

Maksim can speak a fair amount of Romanian, and has a robust knowledge of European history.
Through his inability to move, Maksim is a professional at being unnoticed. He can make himself appear like a statue, unless someone is actively looking for him.
The boy knows how to handle his money, and often plays the stock market for extra cash. This was a skill passed on by his parents, and he knows a bit too much about the economy, too.
Finally, he understands how people feel most of the time. He always assures himself that the person he's talking to is better than he,
which allows him to empathize better, but not always defend himself.

Boku no Hero: Hands-On Experience

My character's on the way. Watch this space. I'm afraid he'll be male, though.

Also, this thread has twice the Shinji. I can't complain.

Boku no Hero: Hands-On Experience

Hey, reply to my PM as soon as you can Tominas. I'm working on my character now.