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Crash Course! - A Boku no Hero Academia RP

Akemi Akagi

Akemi could feel the world move around her. Or perhaps it would be more accurate to say how she moved though the world, though she wasn't the one moving her. In place of all the reporters, a single boy now stood in front of the students. Honestly it was a little annoying to hear him talk. He acted smug, and seemed to hold himself higher like he's done this all before. But Akemi wasn't going to pick fights. She listened to his order to the group and began to ponder why he was making us cast out people we just met.

"Hey, you should join our group."

Akemi looked back to her surprise. Strangely, it was the same guy that offered to hold the door open before everyone was dragged in. Her face couldn't help but get a little red at the sudden attention she wasn't used to. But ever so calmly, she nodded and joined the other few that seemed to pool up quite quickly and listened to them voice their displeasure with their orders.

Akemi followed Shen-Mu's direction and looked back at Boro. "It is, yes. Though honestly, he seems in no condition for the shots he's calling, yes. In fact, it probably wouldn't be too hard to stay our own against him, if it came to it, and not send anyone for tribute." Actually there was more she wanted to say, but the art of talking with others has seemed to gotten her a little uneasy. Akemi looked at the other students. They seemed to be gathering into a nice group themselves. "Thanks, yes, for the offer to join the group." She turned back to Yuki and Shen-Mu ... and Jake. Akemi didn't know what to think about Jake, more or less solidifying her decision. "Don't get too comfy." Akemi passed though the group as she made her way to Boro.

"I guess it just keeps getting worse, huh?"

"You know, yes. You can try not smoking. Might make things easier in the long run." Akemi plopped down in front of Boro. In all truths, she was sitting quite comfortably, but her mass of vines just bundled up on the floor around her. "Or try an inhaler. I needed one until my plant allergy eventually went away..."

@HeroicSociopath@Patches@KRAZY J@Jabber

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mmm, food. I wanna potatoe.

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@KoL Yeah, sorry. She's human. The cat ears mentioned in equipment was meant as in a wearable headpiece. Also, she uses the impression on her active vessel to make the marks, so just over arm's length? I clarify and redo the abilities.

Though, is the second one more or less ok? Its only technically permanent assuming I don't mark another object ever, and either way it only affects Mercy. So if I mark a wall, I could walk through it, but the rest of the party could't follow. Or if I mark a sword; it would pass right through me, but it wouldn't pass through my team and I couldn't mark multiple swords.

As for the taboo, I'll probably just scrap it in favor of something else xD. I love the idea of taboo, but in some mediums it isn't as practical. As for her attitude, I was thinking about low key annoyance. I wouldn't fight others for anything, but I give her enough spice for her name to be known.

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edit:
Might just wait till Friday, when the explanation comes, and rework the abilities then.

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a harmless young maiden

[APPEARANCE]

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[NAME]

Mercy Mable

[GENDER]

Female

[AGE]

16

[BIO/SUMMARY]

Mercy could be described by many, a devil of a little girl. Though in no way evil, her social interactions are down right sinister. She finds joy in watching others breakdown, and will do what she can to make others seem like the fool. The world is a playground of pawns simply for her amusement. However, she does respect people for what they are. As much of a control freak she likes to be, Mercy gives her victims all the free-will in the world; she only changes the circumstance.

Mercy lives off of one narcissistic high to another. When she isn't reveling in her own superiority, she's usually plotting how to make the others look foolish by contrast. Sometimes rushing her ideas along to get in the quick jab at her comrade. Usually when this happens, though not the only time, she can easily fall victim to her own joke. When the tables are turned, Mercy's high plummets to an all-time low. This doesn't usually affect her professionally, but socially she becomes very quiet as she tries to live down the embarrassment she has fallen prey to.

[VESSEL]

Zapretit - Mercy's vessel, Zapretit, takes the form of a long black ribbon wrapped around her left leg while dormant.
It is silky smooth to the touch; though, really, what you be doing touching a young maiden's legs? ಠ_ಠ

Once active, it takes the form similar to that of a medium sized black khakkhara, or monk's staff. Though at the end of the rod, a small impression is made that allows for easy activation of Mercy's abilities.

[ABILITIES]

Taboo Tattoo - With the aid of Zapretit, Mercy is able to mark a single opponent with a black, itchy mark that isn't able to be removed. Every time Mercy speaks, she adds one word next in the alphabet to a list of words that those marked cannot say. If Mercy reaches the end of the alphabet, falls unconscious, marks another, or cancels the mark; the mark disappears and those previously marked are forever immune. Breaking of the taboo results in a demonic flame to consume the person that strips away any and all defense and mentally burns the victim, hindering their movement.

Ghostly Graffiti - Like wise, Mercy is able to mark any non-living object. Objects marked pass through Mercy whenever contact would be made (and vice-versa). Only one non-living object can be marked at a time, however, marks can reappear on objects applied to previously.

[EQUIPMENT]

Cat ears, Unabashed Maiden, An

[OTHERS]

Trivia/Other: Anything that the above sections may not have covered. This section is optional, you don't have to include it if there's nothing else you want to add.

Ight, I'mma do this for now. Feel free to ransack it for all it's flaws and general problems. This is more or less what I'm after, though I feel like I'm missing the tone of the rp. Honestly, I'm not sure if I can play the monster I created, but I love her so much. xD

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O: cool beans

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Quite like it myself. How'd you get a circle cutout O:?

Crash Course! - A Boku no Hero Academia RP

Akemi dashed around the rocky mountain path as she lagged behind. Her friends ahead clearing a path while Timn, directly in front of her, reached out his hand to help her along. She didn't dare look behind, as she could tell their lead was almost non-existent. Akemi took Timn's hand and was pulled forward as the stone door scraped against the heel of her shoe. Everyone was panting. It was dark, but they were safe.

"The hard part is over, yes?" Akemi teased, knowing full well that there was more to come. They weren't even half way done with their journey, and never mind the fact that they only just entered orc territory. Akemi looked up to find that everyone had left. Her eyes quickly rushed around, and her hand reached out to where she could've sworn Timn was just there. Oh, he was. Akemi grinned, thinking the others probably went to scout ahead. Timn grinned too, his pointy teeth shined in what little light there was and his eyes were shared her relief with a red hue. Akemi was able to catch her breath with him there and her stomach seemed to cease its nervousness. A wave of tiredness flew over her in her relief as she looked down. A curiosity caught her eye. Something shiny seemed to be sticking out of her. Or into her. Then she remembered; Timn didn't have red eyes or pointed teeth.

"Zzz Zzz-!"

Though Akemi didn't snore, there was rustling coming from the plant that sat not too far from the door, against the wall. Akemi, who had been curled up asleep, awoke and stood to find a few flower buds falling from her vines as well as a crowd of people surrounding her. Loud people. Akemi had arrived the night before as she didn't exactly know when she should've been here. Not that she'd care a couple of days from now when she started skipping again, but it wouldn't hurt to make a good first impression. She looked around and wondered why there were so many reporters and the like here. There was only, what, ten people that could pass as a student here? And was that it? Only ten students? Sure, she supposed more could've showed up, but now she understood why she might've been able to join. They could use all the students they could get.

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O: I'll take a spot. I'll have a CS later today

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a walking shrubbery

[APPEARANCE]

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[NAME]

Akemi Akagi

[GENDER]

Female

[AGE]

15

[PERSONALITY]

Akemi's known for being pretty timid. She likes to take slow steps as she creeps around to where the people are; and when invited to speak, there's a brief pause between each of her ideas. However, she's usually very calm and seems to follow through with anything she does without holding back. She's also quite a realist. She knows when the odds are stacked against her, and prefers not to waste her time and effort.

[BACKSTORY]

Akemi was actually quite the outgoing child before her quirk started to kick in. Always running head first and living in the now.
Bust as her quirk started to develop, she noticed herself start to fade into the background of her class. It wasn't anything to be concerned about at first; she got along with just about anybody, and could easily find a group to join as class demanded. It wasn't until free time that she could feel her isolation. Everyone always grouped up around this activity or that, enjoying their time together while Akemi tended to sit on the sidelines; no longer interested in running around or what her peers were up to.

Growing up a few years; while her classmate's bond with each other deepened and cliques began to form, Akemi remained on the sidelines looking from afar. She was pretty happy though. Watching the other students play their games and socialize brought an intrigued smile across her face. She liked watching them have fun even if she wasn't in the middle of it. At least until, she woke up one day; nearing the end of her middle school career while life passed her by.

Filled with less than stellar motivation, Akemi started taking the liberty of not coming to class as often. Of course, her parents didn't know, but that was easy to cover up. Slipping in and out of the house was relatively easy and she was able to brush off any inquiry of about her absence without any consequence. Akemi began spending most of her days roaming the town. Her vines grew wild and unkempt,
and before she knew it she lost any direction in life and simply existed.

[QUIRK]

Wild Growth - Vine like tentacles sprout from her head, which she can control at will. Theses vines can stretch and grow up to a range of 15 meters, though she can only effectively control one or two strands with any skill.

These vines can also produce a strange flower. The effects of this flower remains unknown as it continues to wilt before fully blooming.

[SKILLS]

Mobile - Akemi isn't particularly fast or with great endurance, but she can turn and take off on a dime.

Thick Skinned - Being hit by a truck would obviously knock her down, but a solid punch and minor cuts won't even faze her.

Quiet - Unless you put effort into it, one might not even know she's there. A soft voice with silent steps to match.

[SAMPLE POST]

"Oho, yes..." Akemi looked down at the desk in front of her. Her vines covered her face, but her disappointment bled through her voice. She should've expected it, given how little she actually came to class nowadays; but it was a disheartening blow regardless. In front of her laid a single piece of paper telling her what choices she had to pick from. There were only two. For one reason or another she missed the cut to join most of any of the high schools in the area. The first of her choices was the old school that had come to be known for its quirk-enabled students being outnumbered nine to one. While she didn't really plan on attending much of her classes, going to a place with a focus on the quirk-less didn't sound all that appealing. Her other choice was much like the list of schools she failed to get into. In fact, she was quite surprised this one managed to stay available. Akemi had already chose this as her school of choice, due to lack of options, but she couldn't help but be curious on why the bar was set so low compared to the others. Excusing herself, Akemi left school. Honestly it was about 50/50 if anyone noticed. She headed off into town, to see what this school was all about.

[OTHERS]

Anything else that doesn't fit into the rest of the sheet.

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Ight, I think I'm done. xD I've been sitting on this for the past two days and have't thought of a thing to add to it. If it needs more,
tell me, I'll gladly do something. But I cant stare at this codded mess much longer atm xD

a walking shrubbery

[APPEARANCE]

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[NAME]

Akemi Akagi

[GENDER]

Female

[AGE]

15

[PERSONALITY]

Akemi's known for being pretty timid. She likes to take slow steps as she creeps around to where the people are; and when invited to speak, there's a brief pause between each of her ideas. However, she's usually very calm and seems to follow through with anything she does without holding back. She's also quite a realist. She knows when the odds are stacked against her, and prefers not to waste her time and effort.

[BACKSTORY]

Akemi was actually quite the outgoing child before her quirk started to kick in. Always running head first and living in the now.
Bust as her quirk started to develop, she noticed herself start to fade into the background of her class. It wasn't anything to be concerned about at first; she got along with just about anybody, and could easily find a group to join as class demanded. It wasn't until free time that she could feel her isolation. Everyone always grouped up around this activity or that, enjoying their time together while Akemi tended to sit on the sidelines; no longer interested in running around or what her peers were up to.

Growing up a few years; while her classmate's bond with each other deepened and cliques began to form, Akemi remained on the sidelines looking from afar. She was pretty happy though. Watching the other students play their games and socialize brought an intrigued smile across her face. She liked watching them have fun even if she wasn't in the middle of it. At least until, she woke up one day; nearing the end of her middle school career while life passed her by.

Filled with less than stellar motivation, Akemi started taking the liberty of not coming to class as often. Of course, her parents didn't know, but that was easy to cover up. Slipping in and out of the house was relatively easy and she was able to brush off any inquiry of about her absence without any consequence. Akemi began spending most of her days roaming the town. Her vines grew wild and unkempt,
and before she knew it she lost any direction in life and simply existed.

[QUIRK]

Wild Growth - Vine like tentacles sprout from her head, which she can control at will. Theses vines can stretch and grow up to a range of 15 meters, though she can only effectively control one or two strands with any skill.

These vines can also produce a strange flower. The effects of this flower remains unknown as it continues to wilt before fully blooming.

[SKILLS]

Mobile - Akemi isn't particularly fast or with great endurance, but she can turn and take off on a dime.

Thick Skinned - Being hit by a truck would obviously knock her down, but a solid punch and minor cuts won't even faze her.

Quiet - Unless you put effort into it, one might not even know she's there. A soft voice with silent steps to match.

[SAMPLE POST]

"Oho, yes..." Akemi looked down at the desk in front of her. Her vines covered her face, but her disappointment bled through her voice. She should've expected it, given how little she actually came to class nowadays; but it was a disheartening blow regardless. In front of her laid a single piece of paper telling her what choices she had to pick from. There were only two. For one reason or another she missed the cut to join most of any of the high schools in the area. The first of her choices was the old school that had come to be known for its quirk-enabled students being outnumbered nine to one. While she didn't really plan on attending much of her classes, going to a place with a focus on the quirk-less didn't sound all that appealing. Her other choice was much like the list of schools she failed to get into. In fact, she was quite surprised this one managed to stay available. Akemi had already chose this as her school of choice, due to lack of options, but she couldn't help but be curious on why the bar was set so low compared to the others. Excusing herself, Akemi left school. Honestly it was about 50/50 if anyone noticed. She headed off into town, to see what this school was all about.

[OTHERS]

Anything else that doesn't fit into the rest of the sheet.