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Normally unavailable between 3pm-9pm, always welcoming RP ideas, large groups, small groups, 1x1s, you name it!

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January 1st, 10:28 AM (Eastern USA)
Justice Station, Space


The metal figure had invited both Preston and the third presence inside the space station with a curl of a finger. Even as the air lock closed behind them and hissed to re-pressurize the small room, Preston dared not touch the floor. He continued to float.

"Oooh, oh. Ah. Huh."

It wasn't long before Preston became distracted with the coloring and archetecture of the space station. He neared one of the walls and floated along it, his eyes taking in every little detail and mentally comparing it to Vaspasian design. In time, he was floating fully upside down, analyzing the floors and taking in this new scene before him. The Armor didn't have many words for him, and instead decided to focus more on the other variable. Preston didn't really care.

Instead, he spent his time floating and rotating every direction, studying this little hatch in the space station and even the armor and clothing of the two others locked in with him.
I suppose we're... Kraken'lackin

I have my moment.

that was it.

my moment.

never again will I have a good idea.
post for kraken, and have Kor post for grim


Bow to your elders, show respect. Put on your brightest smile and set your best foot forward.

Dimitri carried with him three books. A translation book from Greek to Japanese, an etiquette book on how to act, and a notebook filled with careful, yet sloppy kanji.

He clutched his books as he approached what could only be considered a picket line. His arm was wrapped around the books, his right held a suitcase of his belongings, and a backpack was slung over his shoulders carrying whatever couldn't fit in the suitcase. Getting closer to the crowd of people, Dimitri gulped and lowered his head.

"Freak!"

"Monster!"

"Villain!"

Dimitri didn't understand all of the words that the people shouted at him as he got closer, but he could understand the rage in their tone. He held the books tighter. Had it not been for the sound and feeling of them bending in his grip, he surely would have held them tight enough for them to break in his arm.

It was then where he stopped.

Why was he going through the main entrance to UA when he was told that there was a side entrance that would allow for easy access without being harassed by protesters?

"Huh..." He sighed to himself and spun himself around to walk away from the crowd and over to the other entrance. A trio waited for him. Dimitri had almost forgotten his ID! While taking in the dry scent of what seemed to have been a fire in the area, he continued along, watching other students ahead of him present their IDs to the three people waiting at the gate. Soon enough, it was his turn.

"I am here... For the hero course." He had to think out his words carefully. His voice, slow, low and distant, uttered only a few words. The suitcase was set down so he could rummage through his pockets for his ID. His name, student number, and his class were presented on it. He expected nothing less from the ID, but this was still all so strange to him. "I promise not to let you down."

It seemed he was a little later arriving than he wanted, but he was certainly not the last one to have come inside. Everyone was brushing shoulders and talking up one another, but every little detail seemed to make Dimitri more and more nervous. His tail swayed anxiously. They were speaking so well to one another. Maybe they were all friends? Or perhaps they grew up in similar areas? He couldn't be sure, but he was not going to let his fears stop him from being kind to his new peers!

Everyone was dressed in their new uniforms, even Dimitri. He wouldn't lie. Wearing something like this made him feel rather spiffy, but it was a far cry from his normal attire.




It was revealed that the trio of men waiting at the gate was actually their teachers, aiming to see that everyone safely arrived at the school. Spacenaught-Sensei led them all to an area where they would demonstrate their quirks to one another and the teachers themselves. They had been joined at the last minute by a rather bouncy woman who announced herself as the Quirk Development Specialist. Dimitri still had to acclimate himself to the term.

One student was certainly eager to show his Gifts to the class. He made... methane? Lots of it? A highly explosive gas that was easily charged and could be set fire too. Before he could blink, the air turned dry, and Dimitri was forced to look away from the inferno that was created before him. It was certainly a powerful quirk with aid, and a flashy one at that.

The second one was a girl who emitted concussive force, like she created a small sonic boom wherever she moved. Dimitri grew nervous. His quirk wasn't exactly one that he could show off like the others. He'd need something heavy to lift, or something to break. Fortunately, as the next students went to show off their quirks, it seemed like the teachers could in fact assist to help everyone show off what they could do.

Everyone's powers were incredible! They truly did have gifts from the gods. Clones, water manipulation, even possession of a body! Lava! Even if she was a little.... much.

Eventually, it was his turn to show everyone what he could do. He eyed the pillars. That would do, but he didn't want to make them mad. Perhaps there was someone who could mold stone to fix the damage Dimitri would no doubt cause for his demonstration? He certainly hoped so.

His journey to the demonstration area was a slow one. Finally turning to face everyone, he bowed politely and looked to his teachers. Maybe it was because of Daizo that he was even more sluggish than normal. He willed himself to carry one, despite everything telling him to stop.

"Hello." He said quietly. "My name is Dimitri Megalos. I named my Quirk Minotaur, after the mighty beast of legend. Would it be okay if I demonstrated on one of these pillars?"

Mori-sensei looked at the state of the arena from the demonstrations before him. It was already singed and littered with rocket bits and volcanic rock, and one pillar had been shockingly knocked down by Hyouka-kun. She stifled a laugh behind her gloved hand and mentally noted how polite he was despite the already existing damage to the structure.

"Yes of course, go ahead Dimitri-kun!"

From his position in the center of the arena, he could absolutely take a head start at it. While his combat skills were next to nothing, Dimitri knew that he could shoulder charge it and do some substantial damage to it. His focus turned to one of the pillars in the corners of the arena, one of the two furthest away from everyone.

With a start, Dimitri dashed towards it with all the energy he could muster. He was quite fast for someone of his size, but not inhumanly so. Speed was not his Quirk.

When he was about half way to the pillar, Dimitri lowered his body and readied himself. With a mighty crash, Dimitri launched his body into the pillar and bashed it with his shoulder. The sound of the impact was loud, even from the other side of the arena, but the show wasn't over yet.

The Pillar had been attacked, and it could not hold itself against Dimitri. He hit it with all his might, and continued to push against it even after he knew he had made impact. The pillar toppled over slowly, assisted by gravity to crash into the ground with a mighty quake. dust and rubble flew, but Dimitri stood his ground until it cleared.

He took a slow walk back to his teachers and bowed once more. "In addition to the horns and the tail, I am also incredibly strong. Maybe even stronger than the Minotaur itself." He couldn't help but smile at his own feat, and looked to his teachers and fellow students for approval.

Mori-sensei again was absolutely star struck with the pure strength a mutant class quirk could boast. Her eyes were wide open until she got some dusty debris blown into her face by the wind. While attempting to rub her eyes clear, she struggled to give him much commentary.
"Ah-- hold on. That was super impressive! A fitting name for a very powerful quirk! Like a charging Greek myth! Very well done, Dimitri-kun."
cough cough
Mori-sensei pulled a bottle of water out of a bag nearby the platform and flushed her eyes out, while her eyes were red and pained she was no less excited to see Dimitri in action.
January 1st, 10:28 AM (Eastern USA)
Justice Station, Space


Before the man could answer his question, the air lock opened, and a figure presented itself looking quite unamused. Presotn' didn't exactly know what was going on, but was caught quite off guard by the person that wore armor that almost reminded him of home. Cutting edge for earth standards, he presumed, and floated closer to the figure.

"I'm Preston, the green lantern of this sector. I would like to live on your planet and develop me abilities, protecting your people also."
His ring translated his natural Vespasian into whatever they needed to hear. Preston vaguely remembered the language being called English. With a nod of his head, he presented his ringed fist as if it would mean something, waiting back at either of the two silent people next to him while he stood there with his ring out.

"I know your Earth has a history with a Green Lantern. I am his Successor, his son."
[hider=Hailing from the land of Legends...]



Dimitri Megalos
Minos




"They say I'm as strong as a bull, but I know I am much more.
— Dimitri




NAME
Megalos, Dimitri


GENDER
Male


AGE
15 - 04/06


NATIONALITY
Greek


APPEARANCE
Height:Five Feet, Eight Inches

Weight:135lbs

[indent]Fashion Sense:Simple farm clothes, very patchwork. Dimitri fixes his clothes himself and tried to wear them for as long as they'll hold together. /indent]
Distinguishing Features:His hair is almost always covering his eyes, but always seemed to be able to see despite this.


PERSONALITY
Strong will, soft heart, but not always the most witty or tactful. Dimitri is a very direct kind of person, and believes that people deserve to know the truth with a smile. He's outspoken and positive almost to a fault, but will always stand by his decisions no matter the cost.


HISTORY
Dimitri grew up in a small but comfortable farm in Greeze. He was taught by his mother and raised to work by his father. As a single child, he had all of the affection he could ever want from them, and worked hard to make sure that he earned it. The news of quirks was still young and fresh in everyone's minds when Dimitri developed his. His father didn't bear a quirk, but he inherited his from his mother. Growing horns, a tail, and being stronger than ten men before he could even multiply, his parents knew that it was a sign from the gods that Dimitri was blessed with this gift.
The farmork got much easier after his quirk developed, but there was never a shortage of things to do. The farm expanded, more could be done in less time, and their harvest was plentiful. But... they all knew that Dimitri's world was so much bigger than this.

The news came to him on his birthday. He would be leaving Greece to attend one of the new schools dedicated to teaching people with gifts, or Quirks like his own. Dimitri, though he knew he would miss his parents dearly, knew he could not pass up this offer to continue his life and make something of himself. He could put his gifts to use. He could even save people. Before the night was over, he was hard at work, trying to learn japanese so he wouldn't be too far behind his classmates.

The goodbye was just as tearful as the news about the school. Dimitri almost missed his flight. He would talk to his parents every night, send them pictures, write them letters. He promised he would do as much to not grow apart.


QUIRK
Short Quirk explanation: Minotaur - For all intents and purposes, Dimitri has the powers of the mighty minotaur. Enhances strength and durability, horns on his head, a prehensile tail, and even a unusually keen nose.

In depth Quirk Details***: Dimitri's quirk allows him to bench press nearly 750lbs and leg press 900lbs. The prehensile tail is all but useless, given its size, and does little more than swat away flies. Due to the fact that he can lift and move so much, Dimitri requires an absurd amount of calories a day in order to keep fatigue at bay. Due to his strength, he can leap incredibly high, though he doesn't have the dexterity to make a safe landing for himself.

Quirk Development***: I don't plan on the quirk itself developing or changing that much aside from how strong he is, but I might give him the lesser known quality of blowing hot steam from his nose. The plan is more or less for Dimitri to use his strength in more creative ways than having his power be improved.


OTHERS
Put anything else you'd like in here, but be sure to include what is already listed.

Likes:Home, potatoes, carrots, gardening, soccer/football, working out

Dislikes: Bullies, cars, radishes, reality tv

Fears:The death of his parents, failure, spiders
[/hider]
January 1st, 10:30 AM

Sector 2814


He still didn't understand it. Why were the guardians so fixed on him going to earth? Killowog? Did they seem to think that it would have some sort of special place in his heart as the homeland of his father? He brushed off the thought. Never before had be been to earth, but after what had been declared a rather lackluster performance during training, they were sending him to a low priority planet in order to get his bearings.

His mother, laughing at what the guardians at told him, wished him luck on his journey. She had duties to attend to on Vespasi. Despite this, he didn't travel with nothing.

He carried some artifacts, notes that his father had on other guardians of Earth. It wasn't much. The notes were like a journal that had just been started. Only a few names and details lay inside, but it would have to do for now. At least until he found himself.

Preston, we are nearing Sector 2814, cluster AS-740, Sol System, Earth

The ring he wore on his finger glowed bright as it spoke to him. His fist tightened, but he showed no signs on hesitance.

As he had expected, the blue planet had seen some better days, but it was quite obvious that it was still being inhabited. Scans indicated breathing life on the planet, as well as life in the upper atmosphere.

Preston slowed. It would be better to announce his presence than fly in and be attacked by the government.

His right hand rose to his mouth, speaking into his ring like a communicator. "Ring, broadcast on open signals, nearby ones. I don't want to invade anyone's leisure time."

It blinked once, but he never spoke. He had to remind himself, this was like other planets. Earth was apparently much more isolated compared to somewhere like Vespasi. Given the lack of satalites and stations further than Mars, it was likely they hadn't developed travel beyond their own star system, much less likely outside of this cluster.

High radiation levels detected.

Something outside of the atmosphere was incredibly dangerous, as the levels read. He should investigate it before it hit the earth.

Much to his surprise, it appeared to be a man. Or, something upright and bipedal like himself. He was on the side of a space station, politely knocking on the air hatch. He was dressed, even. How strange were his first minutes on this Earth.

"Excuse me." Preston spoke suddenly. "I don't believe that humans can breathe in space. Can I ask what you're doing here?"
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