My Hero Academia RP (revamp, pm if interested)

[AcetheKidd]

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male•sixteen years old[• phoenix• UA entrance• tags:Maeve

Far from the rest of the group, Youta would hang alone with one hand in his pocket and hand wrapped around his phone. Honestly, he wasn’t paying attention to the others there,having his face glued to his phone his whole time. Just checking social media and reading the latest news. One of the news topics caught his eye. ”A dangerous villain who appears to be a teenager escapes from his high security facility”. Youta begin to think to his self, how in the world did that happen? Seems like someone hacked the place and helped the guy escape...who in the world would want a dangerous villain loose? Whoever it was sure did have a big brain.

“Wow..i wonder what the pro heroes are doing right now.” Youta muttered to his self and being to slide his finger down the screen. He seen alot of repost on the topic, there was even one showing a picture of the guy,but it was blurry..”A kid my age..a dangerous villain..wonder what he’s like. Kinda wanna meet him~” Youta could see it now meeting him and-” Never mind, i might get my tail handed to me..” he had second thoughts of course, no way he wanted to run into a villain, not right now. Maybe a little petty one,but one labeled dangerous..no way.

As he continued to look through several topics and funny memes that he totally didn’t save on his phone, he noticed that a classmate had came over towards him and looked up from his phone.”haha, you're kinda right. You're the first person i’ve talked to so far.” he said with a little chuckle.” Heh, I guess you can say that~ but i’m kinda use to it.” Youta looked at the other students and stroked his chin.”Humm...i’m most definitely expecting to see alot of interesting quirks, that’s for sure! Oh yeah, i’m youta by the way. I can’t say my quirk is super flashy or anything.”

[Kveykva]

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【✦】| "Never-Miss Hit" | 44 | Male | Dynamuscular Ridge | UA Combat Instructor | Tags: Class 1-A gang
❝𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎❞

The walk from the class to the gym wasn't a long one, and Hit made short work of it. His thoughts along the way were preoccupied with how exactly to split the students. He could do four teams of two, or two teams of three, and one team of two. Individual evaluations were completely out of the question. Once they arrived, but before he could speak, Nemuri rather loudly strutted into the room. She had a habit of wallowing in attention that Satoshi didn't care for. Midnight gave him the support items, shot him a glare, and was on her way. Good. Without further interruption, he addressed the class. "You'll be divided into pairs for this exercise." His deep voice carried throughout the open building. "Take your support items and retrieve your gym uniforms. Locker rooms are on the left side of the building. You have five minutes." He said nothing more, turning away from the group.

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【✦】| "Midnight" | 32 | Female | Somnambulist | UA Modern Hero Art History | Tags: Class 1-A gang
❝𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑, 𝚒𝚝'𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞❞

Midnight laughed once again, this time the snigger was accompanied by a light blush. "Aha, Somnambulist is a rather controversial quirk, you kids have nothing to worry about with your own." She flicked her hair off her neck. She pushed open the door to outside, letting the students file out towards the gymnasium, which sat separate from the rest of the school. "My quirk works by depriving the brain of oxygen. Blood is drawn away from the head suddenly to cause unconsciousness, and the lowered amount of oxygen the brain receives causes prolonged unconsciousness and vivid hallucinations, so a lot of people tend to have very vivid dreams while under my spell." She explained, heading inside to join the others. "But don't get ahead of yourselves, we still have to get to where we can see the other before we get started." Midnight crossed the gym floor with style, her signature heels marking her presence in the room. All eyes turned to her as she handed over the support items. "Here you go, sweetie." She crooned, acting sarcastically sweet. Hit didn't respond, instead taking the support items and moving on. This only left her more irritated, but she swallowed it, covering with a smile. "Alright girls, we'll keep an eye out from here. Watch out for any stray quirks, and stay on your toes~"

[*Lovel*]

Shimo Location: classroom 1-A Tags:combat group and Hit

Shimo grabbed his requested liquid nitrogen and the uniform and took them towards the locker room. He hoped this would go well and he'd impress Hit. He also hoped he won't hurt any of his classmates. He sighed as he slipped on his uniform and belt. He attached the cannisters to his belt before making his way back out to the gym.

[Ploegy]

⇀Ｍａｅｖｅ Ａｓａｇｉｒｉ!!
xxxfemale • fifteen years old • bubbles quirk • tagged: youta
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As she waited for the boy to answer her, Maeve's gaze had drifted down to his phone to notice what he had been looking at. It wasn't anything that interested her all too much thus she averted her gaze as he spoke and gave a small nod of her head. It was no surprise that she had been right on the money with the whole thing. She could spot a loner when she saw one, though she supposed she was no different this time around. Maybe it wasn't so bad that he was the first one she had talked to as well. He didn't appear as if he wanted to get away from her immediately which was always a good sign. It was possible he was only being polite, but either way she took it as a good thing. If anything his words that followed his original statement made her feel sorry for him. She knew how it was to be alone and she hated it. By no means could she imagine being used to being an outsider, especially among people her own age. "Well then, maybe you and I should stick together. We can't both be alone if we do that," she stated. While it was a redundant statement to make, it was the truth.

Before she could continue on and answer his introduction with one of her own, she heard Hit speak up and her gaze moved towards him instead. It seemed they weren't being given much time to prepare, but she supposed that was understandable. Still to change so quickly seemed a bit much. While she wanted to object and say "a girl needs time to get ready," she doubted such a statement would go well around here. She could already imagine being hit with something like "heroes don't have time to sit around and wait" or something similar. It was a fair point. Maeve knew she couldn't argue with such words thus she decided against speaking her mind for the time being. Instead, she allowed her eyes to settle back upon Youta for the time being.

"I'm Maeve. Can't say my quirk is all too flashy either, but it's good enough, I suppose," she said as a playful smirk crossed her lips and she placed a hand upon her hip. "You'll get to see it soon enough though, but it seems we first have to get ready. Maybe once we've gotten changed we can be partners, that is if Mr. Teach over there isn't deciding them." As she mentioned Hit, she gestured towards him indiscreetly. She wasn't sure how pairs were going to be decided. She kind of hoped they'd be allowed to pick given that she didn't want to deal with giving yet another introduction so soon after doing one. "I'll meet you right back here once I'm done, okay? I promise I'll be waiting right here after I'm done."

Allowing a beaming grin to cross her face, Maeve gave a small wave towards Youta before taking off to gather her gym uniform and hit the locker room. While she was normally one to take her time, she didn't this time. Once the uniform was on, she looked down at it in disgust and allowed an exaggerated sigh to escape her lips. "This thing totally messes with my style," she mumbled softly to herself. Giving her head a small shake, she exited the room and returned to the gym. Like she had told Youta, she moved back to where she had left him and awaited his return.

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xxxfemale • fifteen years old • hacker quirk • tagged: daku, keiko & shigaraki (indirectly)
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Grogginess. That was all Rin felt as she laid in her bed in the small apartment she had been staying in. Admittedly, she felt exhausted after her recent hacking efforts, but she'd never voice such things to anyone else. It wasn't as if she thought they cared anyways. While she did act under the guise of a member of the League of Villains, she never truly felt she was part of their team. For starters, she was one of the youngest members. That alone made her feel as though she was looked down upon often. The second thing was her personality. While she was eccentric and difficult to work with, she did try her best to get along with the others. People in general were never her thing or at least that was what she continued to tell herself. Another thing that set her apart from the others was her lack of combat readiness. Her quirk wasn't suited for battle and thus she rarely saw the front lines if at all. That was fine with her, but it often seemed to make her feel as though she was seen as a liability or even useless. Still, this was the best opportunity she had for herself right now and if someone dared to cross her, she wouldn't hesitate to release information.

Brushing those thoughts aside, Rin slowly rose from her bed with a groan and moved a few stray strands of hair out of her face. Glancing tiredly towards her clock, she noticed it was earlier than usual. It wasn't uncommon for her to wake after noon on most days, but it seemed today was different despite the strain her quirk had put her under the night before. Hacking complex systems always did tire her, but it was worth the chaos it would cause. She'd never admit what she had done to the others though. That was probably why her loyalty was questioned. That never bothered her. The only thing she swore to be loyal to was information. Nothing more and nothing less. It was the only thing that made her dangerous and gave her leverage over many others and she wished to keep it that way.

Rolling her shoulders back, the teen finally climbed from her bed and was quick to change. Again, Rin's eyes flickered towards the clock, checking the time. The others were probably gathering by now. She never knew how early they met in the first place since she was almost always the last to show up. Would they be surprised by her early arrival? Part of her doubted it, but it wasn't as if she had anywhere else to go. While she could sit and stare at her screens for several hours before making her way there, she had no desire to do so. That was an oddity in itself. She was curious as to what the others were doing. It wasn't as if she planned to go without her laptop anyways. She wouldn't be caught without at least some kind of screen to keep her entertained if things ended up being to dry for her liking.

Picking the laptop up from her desk, Rin tucked it under her arm and made her way outside. The sun outside was blinding and caused her to wince. Sunlight had never been her friend nor had the outside world in general. The things she did just to be part of a group was amazing. Grimacing at the thought, she continued her walk. It wasn't hard for her to blend in among the others, though it wasn't uncommon for her to receive looks as she passed people by either. Others her age were usually in school at these times so it was understandable, but she paid the looks little attention. She could careless what strangers thought of her unless they were talking about her work. She doubted that was the case this time around.

After a short walk, Rin finally arrived at the old bar that the villains called a hideout. It wasn't someplace she necessarily liked, but she had no say in that matter. Lowering her head, she slowly pushed the door open and stepped inside. Immediately she could hear the voices of the others that were already inside. Even without looking, she could pick out who they belonged to; Daku, Keiko and Shigaraki were all present. Without a word, the young girl strode inside and across the room until she was at the backmost table. Only then did she finally look up. Glancing towards the three older villains, Rin sank down into one of he seats at the table and set her laptop down, wondering if any of them would bother to address her. It seemed they were all engrossed in a conversation already anyways so she had no plans to bother them. Instead, she averted her gaze away once again to look at the laptop. Opening it up, it was only a matter of seconds before she began tapping away at its keys and beginning her daily routine of browsing the web for something of interest.

[Deku_is_best_boi]

𝔸𝕜𝕒𝕣𝕚 "𝕜𝕒𝕜𝕠" ℍ𝕒𝕟𝕒𝕜𝕠º𝟙𝟝º𝔹𝕪𝕘𝕠𝕟𝕖º𝕃𝕠𝕔𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟: 𝕘𝕪𝕞º𝕥𝕒𝕘𝕤: 𝕞𝕚𝕕𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥, 𝕤𝕒𝕜𝕦𝕣𝕒, 𝕔𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕤 𝟙-𝔸

Akari eyes sparkled as midnight talked about her quirk "So cool! I kind of wish i had a quirk like that. Mines kind of boring and sort of useless. I also feel my quirk is very controversial quirk. It seems to be more suited to be a villian type quirk haha. But thats why i came to U.A. i want to prove it can be useful and isnt for villian work." She stopped talked as they entered the gym. She spotted shimo and slate and kept her eyes on them the whole time. She took her place next to midnight to observe. She nodded as midnight said to watch for stray quirks and to be alert at all times. She wanted to keep her eyes on slate the most since his quirk was a fire type quirk. And shimo as well since his can cause some damage.

𝕂𝕖𝕚𝕜𝕠 "𝕤𝕒𝕚𝕜𝕠" 𝕄𝕒𝕫𝕦𝕜𝕠º𝟙𝟠º𝕛𝕚𝕟𝕩𝕖𝕕 𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨º𝕝𝕠𝕔𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟: 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕘𝕦𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕧𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕒𝕟𝕤 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕢𝕦𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤º𝕥𝕒𝕘𝕤: 𝕕𝕒𝕜𝕦, 𝕊𝕙𝕚𝕘𝕘𝕪

She looked over as shiggy took a seat. She turned a bright red from 1. being in his presence and 2. being caught talking about him. "s-shiggy-kun, i didnt see you come in. i apologize for talking about you behind your back. But, as Daku said..what is the plan? And what can i do to help? I really wanna help shiggy!!" She stayed in her place because she didnt want to make shiggy uncomfortable by moving closer to him. As much as it pained her to do so , she wanted to make shiggy comfortable especially since he just came back. "i understand that we are young but we are strong! We can do it shiggy! I can prove it to you if need be!"

[Sabrina723]

Hiei silently waited for his turn in the back of the gym. His gas mask he was born having to wear for even his own father had been allergic to his poison. His mother had been less effected to the gas and more so from his poisoned blood .

[marinac.05]

Marlie Location UA High Tags :Class 1A Quirk: Water control
Marlie took the water bottle and the gym uniform and rush into the locker room. She was very exited to start the quirk evaluation. She changed her clothes in the wink of an eye and head towards the gym thinking that if they could choose a partner for the evaluation, maybe she would ask Shimo or Haru.
All the people she had met so far were very nice so deep inside she didn't care who to go with, but she always preferred to go with someone she already knew

[leachface]

Dabi(Touya Todoroki)/ Early 20's/ Locker room/ Open/ Quirk- Cremation

Dabi heard Hit's orders, retrieving support items and getting gym uniforms. Dabi hadn't asked for much he only asked for gauntlets to help his body maintain a cool temperature to withstand his fire power. That way he wouldn't burn nearly as much when he chose to use his quirk to its fullest extent. Perhaps he could bring these back to the league and let them be used for study so that the league could develop their own equipment? It'd be practical, especially sense half the recruits were either puny and had bad quirks or the higher ups had quirks that were far to dangerous to themselves as well. Dabi waited for others to grab their support items before grabbing his so that he could be the last male to enter the locker room. He didn't need anyone to see the scars that covered most of his chest and all over his back and right shoulder...
Dabi made his way over to the boys locker room and found his locker which read "Slate. H." he opened it up after fiddling with the lock for a bit. There was the uniform, a dark blue red and white. U.A. Dabi let a blank expression fall across his face. The sleeves were short... a little too short... The scars covering the upper part of both arms were definetly going to be peeking out of these short sleeves.. His typical U.A. uniform he'd gone with the long sleeve variety. But this... he wasn't given a choice. Thankfully for Dabi he was one of the lesser known villians. Yeah he was in the league but he was vaguely known. The only thing really known about him was the mass of burnt bodies found around the city and striking blue flames... "..."Dabi sighs. He was not looking forward to any of this. What excuse could he come up with for the scars. As soon as he uses his quirk they'd know who he was... maybe? As much as he despised the little psychotic blonde, Toga was a much better pick for an infiltration mission. But the little devil was off on her own mission.
Dabi looked around making sure no one was near or walking by as he got changed. He quickly pulled the gym uniform over his exposed body revealing the mass of purple/red shrivled scars. Then put on the sneakers to match. The last time he had ever been given orders to train was.... back then...
(flash back in Dabi's thoughts)"Why do I exist...?" he sniffled. "Touya! You need to keep training we must surpass AllMight!"... Dabi snapped out of his thoughts, he realized his face was in a scowled expression. His lips pursed together, eyes staring down angerly. He quickly fixed his expression to a blank face. Putting on his play as Slate. He waled out of the locker room with gauntlets on both arms and made his way back to the gym.

Shoto Todoroki/ 16/Gym/locker room/ Tags- open/ Quirk- Half hot Half cold.

Shoto having been late to class because of Endeavor hadn't had time to fill out a support item form like his fellow students. Oh well, he was sure he'd get to later perhaps this evening. Shoto walked alone out of the gym, his expression nearly always indifferent. He was closed off and hard to talk to. He wondered if it was because of his father. "Maybe I'm cursed?" he asked himself as he slid open the locker room door and walked inside. He nearly bumped into a student the same height as him with black spiky hair. He wore the gym uniform and something around either wrist, his support items. Shoto wondered what quirk this guy had as he walked by mumbling to himself about Endeavor. "Wonder what he wants with him... to each their own I guess." Shoto said under his breath. He made his way to his locker, "Shoto Todoroki" and opened it with ease. Shoto quickly got changed and locked his other uniform back up inside the locker folded neatly. He was ready to begin his training. Proper training.
Shoto took a deep breath and walked out of the locker room. Making his way back to the gym he noticed some other students either making their way to the lockers or back from them. There was that guy from earlier, he hadn't made it much further than Shoto himself. Perhaps he was lost in thought still, oh well it wasn't his problem anyway. Shoto didn't come here to make friends, he never had friends and didn't need anyone to get in his way for now. Shoto was dead set on showing his father he didn't need him nor accept the flames. He'd view them as the destruction of his family...
"You're little Shoto Todoroki... Nice to meet you I guess.?" Shoto turned around hearing someone say his name, it was a deep gravely voice which also kind of smelt like ash? "Class is about to start I'd rather not chat right now. You're in my way move." Shoto replied in a cold tone glaring at the student. He then walked back into the gym faintly hearing "You've become quite like him." behind him.
Shortly after the same student had entered the gym, Shoto soon learned he was named Slate.

[postman]

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tsukiyomi sato !!
grave-digger • he/they/it • male • sixteen - u.a. student
gymnasium • n/a
[ ♦ ] | fc | vc

tsukiyomi could feel his chest plummet as he stared at his alarm clock, the sullen digits
blinking back at him as he gaped at it's figure. his stomach lurched, it would appear he
was late, deathly late for his first day. formerly, tsukiyomi had attended shiketsu high-school,
though, each time he should recall his freshman year, he would shudder and he was sure
bile would tickle his throat. u.a. high-school had always loomed over the other's, for what
tsukiyomi would consider fairly bitter reasoning. all might was all that kept that school
running, and most knew that even from afar, though he was quick to brush that thought over
before unnecessary rambling began to trail down his mind as he tugged on a snug woolen
sock. u.a. had leered over shiketsu from the start, which only left tsukiyomi desperate for
any sorts of succeeding in the hero world when it seemed u.a. was pumping out proteges left
and right. after what seemed like years of begging to his mother and training until his muscles
practically drooped, he received an acceptance from u.a., a transfer notice from shiketsu, and
permission from his mother. now, on his first day, he was hours late, and half sure his mother
would kill him before any of his professors could even think to.

now, tsukiyomi was not the fittest, he was lean and lanky, not much muscle built into his skin,
but he could most certainly say he ran faster than any pro-hero could even try to on the road
for u.a. considering he would usually take the bus, which, was well gone, his legs felt like they
were never to be used again once he arrived at the front of the school. the intimidating and
majestical building almost brought him out of the stomach-churning pain his calves were suffering.
he stepped inside with wobbly legs, not having bothered to button his uniform jacket, his tie left
crooked slung around his neck. with whiney pestering to the nearest adult-looking person, he was
hastily directed to the gymnasium with a pep-talk of him being late that sounded more like static
than a discipline. he was soon to emerge through the gymnasium doors, brain short-circuiting at the
merge of new faces in class 1-a, his breath cut short and legs feeling like jello rather than meat and
bones. he was quick to realize a quirk evaluation was afoot him, and he felt the rest of his strength go
into holding back a gravely groan.

[Kveykva]

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【✦】| "Cherry Bomb" | 15 | Female | Bioarmor | UA Hero Course | Tags: Class 1-A gang, Tsukiyomi Sato
❝𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚟𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚜❞

"I'm late!!!" Arctica moved like a whirlwind through the house, papers and dust cascading through the air in her wake. "What seems to be the problem, dearie?" Miss Takenaka inquired, calmly sipping her morning tea despite the chaos. Oh no, oh no no no no! The young hero hastily tugged on her too-tight UA uniform, disregarding the shoes and socks entirely. She worked so hard to get into UA; she'd nearly failed no small number of her academics, so as far as she knew, her entire enrollment hung precariously by the thread of her performance during the entrance exam. And if she was late on her first day... Arctica doubted it would go over well. She collected her things and was out the door in a flash, flying to the school as fast as she could. Her first day could've been so many things, from the anxiety of stepping through the gates to UA for the first time, the shyness of having a mutation type quirk, the thrill of meeting other students like her, but every feeling was smothered out by the sound of her heart pounding in her ears, skidding to a halt outside the door.

Her speed now overwhelmed by timidness, she quietly pushed open the door and crept inside, searching for Class 1-A. Although she found the room, she was dismayed to find the class had already moved to the gymnasium. Arctica narrowly avoided a scolding upon the discovery; instead, another student (who seemed just as late as she was) took the brunt of it instead. She followed behind the two quietly, hoping not to be noticed. When the gymnasium doors opened, Arctica had to resist a stronger urge to run and hide. Not only was pretty much the entire class staring at the two of them, but they were going to be doing quirk evaluations, which meant more time in the spotlight. The armored hero sighed in dismay. "Were... w-were you late t-too?" She asked the dark-haired boy, at last making her presence known. She didn't seem out of breath in the slightest.