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Samuel's Hero Costume is mostly made with high melting point metal threads, and his shoulder and elbow pads are made of the same kind of metal. This way the clothing can conduct the heat as an armor while still giving enough mobility and heat dispersal.
Name: Samuel Helme
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Hero Name: Supernova
Quirk Name: Berserk Heat
Quirk Type: Emitter
Quirk Description: Basically the Quirk lets him heat up his skin to very high temperatures. He can use this for various purposes, like melting materials like metal. He is very well skilled in getting to a specific temperature of his choosing.
The Quirk is also partially activated when he gets angry or passionate about something and emotions like that, although usually only a few degrees. However, the more he actively heats up his body, the angrier he gets and 'berserk' he goes, losing rational thought and becoming more and more infuriated, which usually leads to him using even more of his Quirk and repeating the loop. His current limit without going fully berserk is around 1500 K by heating his whole body.
Besides the mental setback, there are some physical ones. Even though he himself is almost completely invulnerable to direct effects of his own heat and other high temperatures, his environment isn't. If he doesn't watch out what he heats up and how much, he could melt himself into the pavement or activate a chemical chain reaction.
On top of that, the air around him gets thinner the hotter it becomes, so when he overexerts himself his oxygen intake will run low causing him to become slower and he might even pass out.
Inventory & Possessions: A backpack filled with usual things like his wallet and phone, made of a special alloy so it wouldn't melt as easily even if he goes berserk.
Sample Post:
BAM!
The sound echoed through the pitch-black room. On the ground lay a young boy. Next to him stood his father. The father raised his foot backwards to prepare for the next strike.
BAM!
The boy kept crying as he got struck.
"Well then, my dear son, when are you going to show me what you can do?"
"But father, I don't want to, people get hu-"
BAM!
"What was that? You are afraid people get hurt? Well, guess what, if you don't show me, I'll make sure YOU get hurt!"
BAM!
Right in the stomach. The boy tried to look up at his father, but through the tears and the darkness of the room, he could barely make out his face.
"Please, I don't want to! Have merc-"
BAM!
In his face. He spat out the blood.
"Mercy is for the weak, and anyone who is my child is not weak. I'll make sure of that..." The father raised his boot once more, ready to hit the young child once again. The boy just closed his eyes and braced for impact.
...
A few seconds passed, and the boy never felt the hit, but he was too scared to open his eyes.
"It is okay now." A familiar voice said to him. He slowly opened his eyes, being greeted by a warm light radiating off a girl standing in front of him, her hand reach out to him. "I've got you." The boy slowly got up, wringing the tears out of his eyes before reaching for his sibling's hand, taking it, when suddenly a bright light engulfed them both.
Sweating heavily, Samuel woke up. It was still in the middle of the night. He felt his sheets. They were hot. Looks like he used his Quirk in his sleep again. His father may be gone, but he left his marks on his son, that's for sure. He has these nightmares every now and then, and they mostly went the same: His father beats him up for him refusing to use his Quirk to the fullest, then he gets saved by the girl surrounded by light: His sister.
Luckily for him, he wasn't going through it alone. If it wasn't for his big sister Sana, he would've died by their father's abuse, or even worse: Become like him. However, because of Sana standing up for him, he had a different role model. He now wanted to become like his big sister. Someone who would protect the weak and show them there was nothing to fear.
Perhaps that is the biggest reason he wants to go to UJ like his sister. But there was another reason. His sister has always been looking out for him. Always taking most of the beatings and still standing to protect him. Now he wanted to show her that she didn't have to keep watch over him, and that it was his turn now to watch over her. With a smile he layed down again, closing his eyes, her smiling face from his dream fresh in his memory.
If she would look out for him, he knew no one could touch him.
