[Closed]

[royalty ♚]

Ezekiel Ulysses ;; Rá, the Sunlight Hero ;; Location - Alleyway ;; Tagged - Kermit

He'd been in this part of Japan for a few good weeks, getting himself settled in and familiarized with the new culture that he now found himself a part of. For the most part...things were going okay. Other than the looks of hesitation and uncertainty that most natives gave him whenever he went out into public, Ezekiel felt like he was doing just fine. He managed to bust some thugs just yesterday - the douches were bullying a cat - and his usual physical training wasn't impeded by his new environment. The only problem he had at the moment...

Was. This. Damn. Tie.

"What is the point...?" His deep, naturally husky voice held a tint of genuine annoyance, as the tall, chocolate-skinned teenager left his apartment room. The uniform in and of itself wasn't too bad. A gray...blazer, he think his father called it. Short-sleeved white shirt. Slacks. And his black and golden sneakers. But the thing that confused him the most...was the bloody tie. As red as a spanked bottom, it felt more like the offending piece of clothing was trying to end his Hero Career before it even started. Talk about kinky. Too bad he wasn't too interested in choking. "Tozz feek!" With a growl, Ezekiel ripped the tie off and tossed it over his shoulder. As an almost instinctive reaction to his aggression, a sudden, bright bolt of golden energy blasted from his glaring blue eyes, slamming into the tie and incinerating it into small, fading particles of light that slowly floated away.

He exhaled, and all of his annoyance faded away. A relaxed, bemused smile tilted on his soft lips. "That's better." Resting his hands in his pockets, and ignoring the slight breeze of the stale apartment wind breezing against his partially exposed chest, Ezekiel whistled a low, melodic tune as he made his way out of the building.

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Now, the frustrating part about first days at any academy...is the supreme lack of knowledge when it comes to directions. Sure, he roughly knew the actual direction he'd need to head if he wanted to get to U.A...but other than that, he knew absolutely nothing. His dad told him the address and stuff, but he was too busy glaring at the man and feeling annoyed by his entire situation, that he completely missed everything the ass told him. So...more than likely, he would be late on his first day.

Though, now that he thought about it...did he really care that much? Ezekiel pondered it for a quick second. I don't really care. Good to know.

With a relaxed, casual sigh, the foreign exchange student began making his way down the street, ignoring the brief glances and looks he received from the other citizens. He was used to it already - but some of the whispers were new. They took notice of his uniform, and how pristine and new it looked - a farcry from his usual outfits of worn jeans and bomber jackets graffiti'd with hieroglyphics. He gave one particularly vocal woman a small, sharp glare, and she swiftly scuttled away with a loud 'eep'. His lips tilted downwards. "Leeches." Thank the Gods that he hadn't decided to become a Hero solely to protect people like that.

As he made his merry way towards the Academy, a small, brief scuttling noise from a nearby alleyway distracted him. Stopping his brisk walk, Ezekiel rose an inquisitive eyebrow, taking his right hand out of his pocket. That...could've been a rat. Or a possum. Or a hobo. But something in his gut...told him to check it out. Why not? If it did turn out to be a criminal or villain leading him to his death...then at least he'd get some exercise before class, yeah?

He stepped into the dark alleyway, his blue eyes almost glowing in the shadows as he glanced around. Darkness...wasn't really an issue for him anymore. With only a twitch of a muscle, a golden aura of light emerged from his brown skin, shrouding him in a cloak of what seemed to be some sort of holy aura. His left hand still in his pocket, and his right one lightly tensing at his side, Ezekiel glanced down the now lit-up alleyway...

And paused, as he took notice of a small, huddled figure sitting against the wall, with his - or her - eyes closed. He really couldn't tell...but they didn't seem like they were that much older than him. Rather, they seemed younger, judging by the rather large size difference. A bolt of...sympathy shot through his chest. How long ago was it, when he was simply an urchin, scrambling around for food and drink for him and his mother? Years...but that lifestyle never left you.

Ezekiel knew he had class to get to...but he couldn't really stop his feet from taking him closer. Neither could he stop himself from crouching beside the shorter figure, his golden aura dimming to a much less bright vibrancy. Wouldn't want to blind 'em.

"I'm going to assume that you're still alive, sadiq." Ezekiel tilted his head lightly to the side, a small, genuinely friendly smile taking the place of his previous frown. "What are you doing here, in this dreary place?"

[Ploegy]

Izuku Midoriya - Deku
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♦ 15 ♦ Quirk: One For All ♦ Location: Classroom ♦ Tagged: Tsuyu ♦

Listening to Tsuyu explain her quirk, he was glad that he hadn't assumed. He might have made the same toad mistake that others had made. Nevertheless her quirk was obvious like he had expected. He could say he hadn't seen anyone else with a frog quirk before, but it definitely seemed like a usual one, especially for water rescues. Perhaps that was what she was aiming to do with it in the long run. He supposed that was a question for a different day. It seemed to early to ask anyone exactly what they wanted to do with their hero career. At the end of her explanation, he half expected the question to be turned back at him, but when she said she would find out soon enough he felt relief wash over him. At least he wouldn't have to try and lie his way out of this. He knew he was far too bad at it. At least now he would have more time to think of how he would explain exactly what he could describe his quirk as. It wouldn't be lying if he said it was stockpiled power. He would just have to figure it out later. He needed to focus on the conversation without getting lost in his own thoughts. "O-oh, you're welcome. I figured it'd only be polite to ask," he replied. As he spoke, he mentally made a note to himself to remember to add the quirks of his classmates to his journal at some point. He figured doing it now would only come off as strange since they had only just met plus he didn't want the others seeing everything he had taken notes on just yet. They might find it ridiculous like Kacchan did. His notes really had been all he could do while he had been quirkless. Nonetheless, that was different now.

Allowing himself to relax, Izuku leaned back slightly in his seat as Tsu posed her own question. So she didn't know anyone else? That was a bit disheartening, but he knew that feeling all too well. He knew Kacchan would be somewhere, but he hadn't seen him yet. There were also the few students he had interacted with during the entrance exam that he figured would be in one of the hero courses as well. Beyond that, he couldn't say he really knew anyone. "Well, there is another student I know that should be in one of the hero courses, but I haven't seen him around yet. We've known each other for as long as I can remember. He's strong, but not the most friendly guy around." He hated talking about Kacchan in such a manner, but he knew it was true. As much as he had always wanted to be friends with him, he knew the other boy would never see him as anything more than an annoyance. It was disheartening, but he couldn't let it get him down. "And I think there should be a couple of students I met during the entrance exams, but yet again I haven't seen them and I can't necessarily say we were friends." As much as he wished he could consider them friends, he knew one confrontation wasn't enough to justify such and he wasn't even sure they wanted to be his friend in the first place. "I guess that means we're both pretty much surrounded by strangers then. There's always room to make friends when nobody knows who you are, right?"

Kaori Miyazaki - Glitch
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♦ 15 ♦ Quirk: Glitching ♦ Location: Outside U.A. ♦ Tagged: Takashi ♦

"Well, some people aren't very kind. Even the slightest bump gets them mad," the girl said. There had been plenty of times when she had bumped into people like that on accident. It was a completely normal occurrence for her given her distracted mind. Usually the worst ones were the people that were in a hurry or had screaming children with them. She completely understood though she wished people were always friendly and accepting. Maybe that was too much to ask for though. Letting a soft sigh escape her lips, Kaori mindlessly lifted a hand up to fiddle with the bow tie around her neck. "I'm not sure if I'm excited or not. I'm still trying to figure out how I even got into this school to tell you the truth. My quirk isn't anything that amazing yet here I am in one of the most prestigious hero courses. And of course I'm already late on my first day. Guess that what happens when you oversleep." As she spoke, her eyes drifted upward at the sky and a distant look came over her face. It almost seemed as if she had drifted off into a whole different world, yet somehow she was still focused on the conversation at hand. It definitely helped that this boy continued to talk otherwise she would have been distracted by something else by now. Even so, she somehow stayed calm despite the fact that she knew she was going to be late. It was as if the she was numb to the thought of it. "The exam was hard on me, but I'm not that strong ya know and my quirk doesn't really help in that department either. Beating up those robots for points definitely came as a challenge."

The whole entrance exam had become a game for her. It was the only way she had been able to get herself to focus. Imagine things in that manner made things a lot more interesting to her and it made her feel as if she fit into the environment. Thinking back to it now, she figured she probably should take things more seriously. It wasn't as if she had extra lifes or a checkpoint to start from if things went bad. After a moment, Kaori finally lowered her gaze once again and returned it to Takashi with a gentle smile upon her lips, though the distant look was still present in her pale colored eyes. "Anything is possible. There are plenty of great video game heroes that came from nothing so I'm sure that can apply here too!" she exclaimed. It was the first time her voice had risen since speaking to the boy. Just as she was about to finally introduce herself, Kaori noticed that his skin had begun covering itself in a thing layer of ice and she cocked her head out of curiosity. Did he have an ice quirk? Moving her hand from her bow tie, she was about to reach out to touch it, but before her fingers could come into contact with the ice she realized that such behavior was probably quite strange. Immediately retracting her hand, she averted her gaze again and let an awkward chuckle escape her lips. "Well, before I forgot, my name is Kaori Miyazaki. It's nice to meet you, Takashi."

[Twilight Prince]

Tsuyu Asui ("Tsu")``Froppy``Location: Class 1-A``Female``Frog Quirk``Hero``Tags: Deku

So he had no friends here, she supposed that could be good, but felt guilty because it could only be good for her own reason, being allies with him. She did connect with the surrounded by strangers part, it was concerning to her that no one from her school had made it here, at least that she knew of. Tsu couldn't say she agreed with Midoriya's last statement. When people didn't know her, they ended up judging her, even if they had no friends of their own. She spoke her mind on this, "Not particularly. If someone doesn't know who you are and judges you by your looks, then it can be quite a pain." She tried to hide the experience in her words as she suggested this to him. Although he may have not had friends, that didn't mean that he was teased based on his appearance, so hopefully he wouldn't catch on. She had put too much emphasis on this. It usually didn't bother her as much as she was making it now.

Tsu grinned and tapped her finger to her chin, changing the subject, "But then the people who are willing to look past how someone looks to become their friend are even better than the friends they'd make otherwise. So I guess it would work out." But there was also the case in her mind where there were people who also had no friends and were desperate and would stoop down to make some. At this point she got mad at herself for making such a big deal in her head and tried to change the subject again. She took his earlier remark to start. "But what about friends were referring to? Are you suggesting we become acquainted?"

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Kermit's eyes opened slightly when he felt light on his eyelids. It was only when he heard a voice that he jumped up, stumbling backwards and nearly falling back to the ground. Instinctively, he reached one of his hands quickly up to his mask, prepared to pull it down and buy himself some time to escape. The male seemed about Kermit's age, but something about his posture and confidence made him seem much older. The confidence was almost enough to make Kermit shrink down to the ground again. Instead, he lowered his eyes in slight submission, just to avoid fighting. It was obvious who the winner would be.
"I- I, uhm, I live here," He muttered in response to the stranger's question. The smile that now took place on the other male's face put Kermit slightly at ease, but he knew better than to fully relax. He had a few run ins with heroes who assumed he was an awful villain just because he was homeless and wasn't a hero himself. He never allowed himself to get too comfortable.
Kermit's eyes began scanning the clothes he was wearing. A U.A. uniform. His boy tensed, hand tightening around his mask again. Sure, he had only stolen some food from a small shop, but he knew that many U.A. students would take any crime as an excuse to get a few moments in the spotlight. He took a weak, shaky step backwards, trying to put a little bit of distance between them. It was a dead end, but any distance could allow for an easier time escaping if need be.
"Are you, uh, a..." He trailed off, weakly motioning to the stranger's clothing. Unlike his own raggedy hand-me-downs, the uniform was somewhat clean and well kept, even if it seemed to be missing a certain something. Still, it was a very recognizable outfit, but he wanted to double check before he let his guard slip even a little. He was still pretty weak from robbing the store earlier, but he had regained enough strength to give a pretty nasty disease of some sorts to the stranger.

[royalty ♚]

Ezekiel Ulysses ;; Rá, the Sunlight Hero ;; Location - Alleyway ;; Tagged - Kermit

As a former gang leader, Ezekiel was rather used to crappy living situations. Still...he glanced around, his smile lowering into a frown as he surveyed the dirty alleyway. It had been rather naive of him to believe that Japan was any better, as far as poverty went, but he had wanted to believe. He really wanted to. Still, a boy - male, because the voice was distinctively lower than a female's - around his own age was huddling in a cold alleyway in a modern, first world country, in a city of Heroes. The irony wasn't lost on him.

The boy had his eyes lowered - a telltale sign of not wanting a fight. Ezekiel was familiar with that look, but instead of the usual sense of victory he felt from cowing an enemy...all Ezekiel felt at that moment was a sense of empathy and...compassion? Yeah, that warmth in his sternum was compassion. This masked boy...he reminded him so much of himself. Only, himself if he hadn't grown up the way he had. If he hadn't gave life the middle finger and scrapped himself up to victory. As he watched the boy, his eyes cloudy in remembrance, Ezekiel realized something.

He wanted to help him.

The boy's voice broke him out of his reverie. Blinking, Ezekiel took a half second to register the stuttered words, before glancing over his uniform. Was he a what? A student? Or...

His eyebrows quirked. A Hero?

Standing out of his crouched position, Ezekiel took a second to ponder the question, idly raising his right hand in order to twirl a dreadlock around a calloused finger. Judging by how the masked boy was slowly walking backwards, saying that he was a hero would probably not end too well. But still, the uniform was too well-known. And Ezekiel wasn't one for lying. He never was. So, he decided to do what he did best, and just go forward. Sharp, straightforward, to the point.

"I am a Hero in Training. I was on my way to U.A. Academy." Despite the somewhat stilted and formal Japanese words he spoke, Ezekiel's eyes were still sharp and cool, his voice the epitome of confident and relaxed. "You don't look like you're plotting world domination, sadiq. There's nothing to be afraid of." He glanced around the alleyway, and then to the wrappers and trash from the - presumably - stolen food and drink.

The sun-like aura around him brightened ever so slightly.

Ezekiel didn't even shift or flinch.

"I do not blame you for doing what you need to survive. It is the way of the world, no?" He tilted his head, blue eyes narrowing, as if he was observing every move and word the boy made and spoke. He wasn't looking for some fancy smancy answer or rebuttal. He just needed to see one thing. He needed to see if the boy was honestly doing what he could to survive, or if he was just a spoiled brat living the street life. He'd seen too many of those in Cairo.

[AcetheKidd]

Ｓｅｎｒｉ Ｉｔｏ
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Male//Fox spirit[Kitsune1]//1-A//Location:Halls/class//Tags:Athena

Senri eyed some of the students that walked past him. Some of them went into the classroom, some stayed outside and talked among each other. he was one of the few who kept to his self, leaning against a sturdy wall and listened to the music that played through his ear. The young man wasn't the one to start a conversation, but in this case, maybe it was a good idea to interact with someone. There was no way he could get through this school without talking to someone..but the question was..who was he going to interact with? He would soon find out that his his questioned had been answered

A girl suddenly ran into into him. Senri wasn't really alarmed, but just slightly startled. Senri took his earbuds from his ears, giving the girl charming smile." It's alright, no need to apologize." now what? he didn't want to seem odd."So ummm..i guess your in 1-A as well?" he asked

[Koivae]

Katsuki {Kacchan} | 15 | Explosion | Location : Outside Class 1A | Tagged : Megumi
Kacchan sat there staring at the small sparks from his hands as she spoke . Now that she had brought up the question he kept wondering . How does his quirk exactly work . He nodded every so often as she spoke . He snapped back to reality when the last chime of the bell rang and he had answered her questions . “oh yea ... Right!” He yelled snapping back into the normal kacchan . “I swear if that deku is there I’m gonna loose it” he howled standing up and slamming his chair . Walking away he swung his backpack onto his back and basically exploded the door open into the hallway . "You commin?" he asked her turning around sense they where going to the same class .

Flame Empress [Aiko Lee] | 18 | Villain | Location : Walking Around The City | Tagged ;; Open

Aiko waited for what almost everyone did when she mentioned her parents , especially her mother . She squnited her eyes and observed the girl rather carfully . Aiko still had no idea what exactly this girls quirk is , and how strong she was . The girl also seemed to just be trying to get to class , why not just let her go ... This was aiko's problem she was somtimes to soft to be a villian and at other times to harsh to be one . Aiko snortted and sat in a moment of silence thinking of what she was going to do next . She listned to the girls speech about wanting to be a pro- hero and how confident and proud she had sounded . Aiko was once like that , so egar to be a hero and follow in her mothers footsteps . But to what seemed like was going to give her a path to being a hero ended being her path to becoming a villian . So aiko knew how the girl felt at the moment . "It's Personal" she spoke before blowing a huge cloud of flames and running off . Aiko knew she would eventually regret letting this girl go .

Aiko walked down the sidewalk pavment her spiked tail dragging behind her . As long as she didn't start a commotion then everyone would suppect well , she was innocent . So she continued walking eyes looking straight ahead , snorting puffs of hot smoke.

[meteorrite]

Ochako Uraraka|| 15 || Quirk : Zero Gravity || Location - Class 1-A Classroom || Tagged - Open

Ochako was taken aback a bit, unsure of what to say as Aiko huffed and walked off. She felt a bit worried .. maybe they’d meet again? She stayed frozen still until Aiko was out of earshot, before loudly breathing out a sigh. “That was really scary! Maybe I shouldn’t walk to school alone again.” She seemed nice though, when she wasn’t attacking me ... I hope she’s okay.
After she took a moment to think, she suddenly snapped back to the present. “Oh no, I’m gonna be late!”

She wandered around for a bit longer, eventually making her way to a main street and flagging down a passerby for directions. Fortunately, she was closer to the school than she’d thought, and after a bit more walking she found herself at the gates, then made her way inside. She quickly located her classroom - 1-A.

There were a few students in the hall outside the classroom, and many appeared to be socializing. I’m not late .. thank god. She decided to go ahead in, though she suddenly felt a bit nervous. She wondered about the students she had met in the entrance exam, about the boy who saved her, and suddenly spotted him in the room. He’s here ...! She wanted to talk to him, but he was busy talking to someone else. She stared at them for a moment, before giving a small shake of her head and looking away. I should wait for an opening, I don’t want to interrupt.
She looked around the classroom for a moment, looking at all the other students she didn’t recognize, and wondered to herself what they were like. After a moment of waiting, she decided to start making her way to an empty desk.

[єℓσqυєи¢є]

Name: Athena Lockwood
Age: 15
Quirk: Atomic Manipulation
Location: Outside of class 1-A
Tagged: Senri Ito

'Thank god he isn't mad,' I thought to myself. I dusted my clothes and stood up straight.

"Oh, yeah, I'm in class 1-A," I replied to his question. "I'm a transfer recommendation student from Canada. UA is the place to go if you want to become a hero after all; that's true around the globe."

'And it's a great excuse to get away from them,' A whiny voice in my head said in spite.

'Shush,' a low voice growled back.

"Ahem, anyways, my name is Athena Lockwood. My quirk is Atomic Manipulation, and..." my voice trailed off.

'And your parents share the number one pro hero spot rank in Canada,' the whiny voice finished for me.

'shut up before I make you,' the low voice snarled. My fingers twitched in frustration. Get out of my head!

"So what's your name?" I asked, hoping to save this conversation.

[Ploegy]

Izuku Midoriya - Deku
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♦ 15 ♦ Quirk: One For All ♦ Location: Classroom ♦ Tagged: Tsuyu & Ochako ♦

He supposed she had a point, but such an outlook on things didn't really settle with him all that well. Sure, people could judge him because they didn't know him, but he also left a clean slate. After everything he had experienced at his previous school, he rather have that clean slate than have people who had known him around anyways. It meant he might actually have a chance to make a friend or two. He also had the benefit of them not knowing he had been quirkless up until the entrance exams. That had always been the defining thing about him to the other students but now he didn't have to worry about being bullied for such a thing. It was a relief. Pulling himself from his thoughts, Izuku took a moment to register the question that was being posed to him. He wasn't necessarily sure what she was getting at with her first question, but the second one was clear. "Well, we're going to be in class together so it's probably best for us to be acquainted with each other," he answered. He didn't want her to feel pressured into being friends with him. That was the last thing he wanted anyone to feel. He wished to make genuine friends while he was here that he could talk with and rely on. "B-but if you'd prefer not to be acquainted then that's fine too."

At those words he looked away with a nervous smile upon his lips. That was when his gaze settled upon Ochako. It's her. The girl from the entrance exam, he thought. In the moment, he caught himself staring at her until he finally realized he probably looked like a creep and quickly looked away with a light blush dusting his cheeks. Admittedly he was glad that she was here, but at the same time he instantly felt nervous at the sight of her. Quickly looking up again, Izuku felt his mind panicking over what to do, but without even thinking the boy lifted a hand up and waved in the girl's direction before finally speaking up to get her attention, "H-hey! O-over here!" What was he even doing? Had he actually managed to invite her over without making a couple fool of himself? Glancing back at Tusyu he hoped that she wouldn't be offended by his gesture toward the other girl. He didn't want her to think that he was ignoring her or trying to avoid conversation with her. "I hope you don't mind if I invite her over." It was a little late for that, but he felt it would at least hint that he wasn't trying to be rude.

Asuga Hattori - Cheeky
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♦ 18 ♦ Quirk: Squirrel ♦ Location: Streets ♦ Tagged: Open ♦

Life had been slow of late. Ever since All Might had showed up in this area and begun teaching at U.A. she had kept it on the low. The last thing she needed was dealing with the top hero though she doubted he would even take the time to deal with a petty thief like herself. Either way, she didn't want any run ins with someone like that. Plus she hadn't met anyone she thought was in need of her help. It was a bit ironic that she had actually become a villain given what she did for others. By no means was she the violent type, but she believed that society was twisted. The rich only continued to get richer and among those rich were plenty of heroes. Such a thing bothered her, but ultimately that was what drove her to where she was now. She found herself stealing from heroes often given their status, but she often never kept the things she stole. They often went to the poor that she saw needed a boost in life. Sure he methods broke rules, but it was still an act of kindness nevertheless. Besides, heroes were supposed to be the ones helping people yet there were plenty of people who suffered financially that were overlooked and never saved. That was where she had stepped in. To say the least Asuga was proud of what she did even if it gave her the role of the villain. In someone's eyes she was a hero. Not that it really mattered to her what she was called. In this world if you didn't fall in with the heroes or follow the heroes you were seen as a villain.

Walking along, she allowed herself to wonder what she might have been like as a hero. She probably would have fit right in among them. Her quirk certain was cute enough to make her beloved, but that wasn't what she wanted. If she had fallen in with such a crowd then she would have been no better than they were. Giving an irritated flick of her tail, Asuga pushed the thought from her mind. It wasn't worth her time to think of it especially when she was out in public like this. She didn't want anyone becoming suspicious of her right now. Tucking her hands into her coat pockets, the squirrel girl allowed her eyes to scan the area around her. Surprising the streets weren't as busy as they normally were at the moment. That was fine by her. It made it easier for her to pass through without being noticed.