My Hero Academia RP (revamp, pm if interested)

[leachface]

Dabi/Early 20's/U.A./ Tags- Shimo, Akari, & Marlie/Quirk- Cremation
Dabi noticed he'd made a mistake saying he was a fan of Endeavor's. For now he just shrugged it off. Information was important regardless of his reputation. He wondered what would happen if Endeavor became the number one hero, surely nobody would be very supportive of him and his Hellflame. Still feeling a bit odd walking so close he kept a small distance behind so that he wouldn't cause too much suspicion, just to seem awkward socially which he was with having to fake an entire personalilty. But that was fine. "Sorry, I just look up to all of the heros. Without them we wouldn't be able to have a hero training school full of heros. At least it would seem that way to me."Dabi said his voice apologetic.

[Deku_is_best_boi]

Akari "kako" Hanakoº15ºBygoneºLocation: U.A. school groundsºtags: Shimo, Dabi, Marlie

As they made their way to class, she immediately started looking for Mr. Aizawa but he was no where to be seen. She ignored slate about the endeavor thing. She looked around for her seat, and sat down. She looked around the class and saw a few other students but not many. She was hoping she could sit by her friends but also hoping to sit by someone she hadnt known to make new friends.

[marinac.05]

Marlie Location: UA High Tags :Akari, Dabi and Shimo
Marlie was very happy that the person she asked where her class was were actually classmates. "Sure i will love to join!" replayed Marlie to the request of Shimo. Marlie first day of school was turning out better than she expected. She meet some new friends and then she would train with them. When she heard Akari´s opinion about Endervour she mentally agreed with her and thought of how much pressure Shoto might be having because of his father.

When they arrived to class Marlie saw Akari looking around for someone. "Maybe she was looking for a friend" thought Marlie. Then she sat down on her corresponding seat next to the window hopping to meet more students.

[leachface]

Dabi/Early 20's/U.A. class 1A/Tags- Shimo, Marlie, & Akari/ Quirk - Cremation

Dabi walked into class 1A behind his peers, the room was still pretty empty. He decided to take a seat in the front row, at least from there he'd be able to see, but hopefully not make a spectacle of himself. He took the front seat that was closest to the exit door, then sat down and tapped a finger on his desk. The teacher Eraser head was no where to be seen. Going to a hero course, even under disguise was both interesting and fustrating for Dabi, he'd rather be trying to recruit people for the league and for Stain's cause.

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Tenji - 17 - Outside a store -
"Who was that and why did they interfere with my robbery?" was Jiri's first thought as he stepped out the abandoned store. He thought for a minute and came to the conclusion that they were probably part of the League of Villians, though he had never heard or seen them before. He sighed and rummaged through his loot: a couple Snickers, a bag of chips, and three sodas. Barely enough to feed himself, let alone the three others he was responsible for. He sighed again and began heading back to base. A whisper began to echo in his ears, and Julian appeared immediately. "When are you going to stop calling me at random times?" the slightly grumpy spirit muttered under his breath. Julian had the appearance of a small child, but unlike normal children, he had foam leaking out of his ears. "A weird poison quirk," the ghost had told Jiri when they first met, but it still made the villian uncomfortable. "Never," replied Jiri with a small smile before launching into directions. "Scout up ahead for heroes or intern heroes, I'm not in the mood to deal with them. If you do find some, feel free to scare them off." Julian's eyes sparkled with excitement at the thought of spooking someone, and he darted off. Jiri chuckled to himself and began walking again.

[*Lovel*]

ShimoLocation:UA Tags: Akari, Dabi, and Marlie

Shimo made his way into class slowly. He ran a hand through his light brown and white ish blue hair he was getting more nervous now that he was in the classroom. He made his way to the back of the end of the first row of seats, picking a spot close to the window to help him feel better.

[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❞

Today. The fateful day that hundreds living in Musutafu look forward to, marked their calendars, and even counted down the days to. Parents would be beginning to stir at this hour, ushering their children out of their warm beds and getting their little heroes ready for their first day at the fabled UA High School. Satoshi's morning began with a freshly brewed cup of sage tea, which he mused over while deciding how to start the day. Unlike most, he didn't look forward to the day ahead, though saying he dreaded it was a stretch. Satoshi didn't enjoy teaching in the slightest; however, it was rare he sparred physically, even before his retirement. Some would say he was lucky to have the opportunity to teach at the most prestigious hero school, as its primary combat instructor no less. Others would say he was deserving of the role, considering the name he'd made for himself instructing at numerous other establishments beforehand. None of these opinions changed his distaste for the role, nor his irritance for being recommended to the school's faculty without his knowledge.

"... excuse me?" Satoshi's voice didn't change from its neutral baritone, even though the letter surprised him. It was an invitation to meet with the principal at UA High School, to familiarize himself with the school and its traditions in hopes that... he may be interested in joining their faculty? The martial artist felt a nerve grow tight near his temple. This was definitely Kayama's doing. It would be impolite to disregard the offer, as much as he would prefer to. Taking the letter inside, Satoshi wrote a short RSVP and mailed it, expressing his... reluctant interest in the offer. Within a few days, the former assassin found himself standing before the gates to UA, tainting its legendary campus with his footsteps. With the school year over, the empty campus had an eerie, haunting air to it, even during the height of noon. The campus tour was fairly uneventful, as was the lunch spent with the faculty. Satoshi prepared himself to turn down the school's offer, however generous, as he stepped into principal Nezu's office. He'd heard many things about Nezu, all equally strange, but somehow he never expected the force behind UA to be so "Small! Yes, I know what you are thinking." The mauve human grunted in surprise as the principal climbed onto his desk, even still having to look up to Satoshi. "A dog, a mouse, a bear, I could be many things. But most of all, I am pleased to meet you, Mr. Hitto!" Nezu reached for Satoshi's hand in greeting but found himself unable to lift it. "Well, you certainly live up to everything Midnight told us about you." The small white creature laughed, recovering from the failed greeting. As he suspected, the R rated hero was behind this.

"Please, do have a seat. We have much to discuss." Satoshi took a seat on one of the empty chairs, while Nezu scurried back to his own, resting his paws on the desk. "Now tell me a little about yourself. While I have heard many things, I would like to know what the man in question has to say." Satoshi thought for a moment, debating on what to say about himself. "I'm a martial artist." He stated. "That is why you're interested in me, right? There's no more for me to say." Nezu held up a finger, pressing the rest of his paw into a fist. "Not quite," The furry creature countered. "While I know all Midnight has told us about you, I also know that you and I are quite alike." Satoshi raised a quizzical brow. "There is more to you than meets the eye, and perhaps we are even similar in more ways than that." He folded his paws together. "I am interested in you for more reasons than your skill in hand-to-hand combat. There are many who would entirely disregard your expertise and experience simply because they considered you a villain." He knows. "Criminal you may be, but the terms do not go hand in hand. I extended this offer to you in hopes of enriching the learning environment in this school, so the students may find themselves able to see the world from another perspective and better understand what they fight for. Villains are still people, after all. Humans. Surely, you can understand why I would desire the expertise of a career contract killer for my classroom?"

Principal Nezu was many things, and persuasive was one of them. Even if he had little control over his addition to the staff list at UA, he wouldn't deny his interest in what the future held. Without any further ado, Satoshi finished his tea and got ready for the day, locking up the empty house and setting off. The early morning before dawn was brisk, the crisp air filling his lungs as he walked in the direction of UA. The trek was long, but he didn't mind; Satoshi preferred to walk over most other forms of transportation. Nezu's decision to add Hitto to the faculty must have been a controversial one, but as far as he knew, the knowledge of his former career was a fact only he and Nezu were aware of. Dishonest, but I understand. Along a similar thread of thought, Satoshi decided what his first lesson would be, after evaluating his students.

I have homeroom students? The newest UA teacher frowned at his student list. "I thought Eraserhead was the 1-A Hero Course instructor?" A small voice chirped up from the back of the room, followed by the sound of a door closing. "He is, but Mr. Aizawa is on temporary leave at the moment. You will be taking his place until he returns."
"I didn't sign up for this."
"But you did sign up to teach."
It was difficult to argue with that logic. With the morning meeting finished soon after, Satoshi made his way to class 1-A, where already he noted many of the students were already arriving. There was no sound to prelude his entrance, save for the faint creak of the door as it opened. "Good morning." The greeting came across as cold and calloused. "I'm Satoshi Hitto, UA's Combat Instructor. Mr. Aizawa is on temporary leave. Until he returns, I'll be your homeroom teacher." Once behind the desk, Satoshi pivoted to the left to face the class. He had an imposing stance and emotionless eyes.

[osleya]

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☀︎ Haru Kinjo
solaris
male ● sixteen
u.a.
tags: sakura

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"Even though it did hurt a little, I'm glad you ran into me too," Haru said as he looked around. He found himself getting distracted by all the people that passed. There were more people than he expected that seemed to have heteromorphic-type quirks. He then remembered he was supposed to be getting to class so he focused back on that. He was not 100% sure he knew where their class was, but he felt confident enough to lead the way. Haru was relieved when he finally reached the classroom. For a moment he just looked up at the huge door in front of him. "I wonder why they went with such a small door," he joked as he looked back down at Sakura.
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☓ Seiren Koizumi
tōtsū
female ● twenty
outside a store
tags: tenji

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Seiren pulled for scarf down from her face once it seemed she wasn't being followed. She looked through her bag to make sure she got everything she needed from the store and she found that she did. Good, she didn't want to go back in there. Slowly she made her way back onto the main street. As she did, she felt something dart past, but saw nothing. She looked around for the source as she made her way back into the crowd of busy people. After seeing nothing she gave up on her search. "I wonder what the league of villains are up to these days," she muttered to herself only a second before bumping into someone. When she looked she saw it was a boy with white hair who looked like he was only a few years younger than her. She showed no signs that she was going to apologize as she looked him up and down with a blank face.

[*Lovel*]

Shimo Location: classroom 1-A Tags:class

Aizawa is on leave? Why? Shimo found this odd but kept his mouth shut. He looked at their sub homeroom teacher, he wasn't sure what to make of him but he was pretty intimidating. He also had the feeling that this sub didn't really want to be here teaching them. "Excuse me, what will we start off with?" Shimo asked softly before looking down at his desk. Great, his shyness was back and now this teacher is going to think he's pathetic. Though, if Mr. Aizawa were here he'd probably think the same. Shimo became caught up in his worries.

Sakura Location: Outside of classroom. 1-A Tags: Haru and class

Sakura giggled at Haru's joke, he seemed very nervous. "Staring at it won't make it magically open either big guy." she said grinning. She put her hand on the door and paused for a moment "Ready" she said to herself quietly and opened the door. Most of the students were already there. Avoiding as much eye contact as possible she bowed to the teacher in apology for being a little late before finding two empty seats next to each other. She looked at Haru and motioned next to her before looking down at her desk. She was starting to feel all her nerves hit her and she grabbed a piece of her inky hair and twirled it around her finger.

[osleya]

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☀︎ Haru Kinjo
solaris
male ● sixteen
u.a.
tags: sakura & class

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Haru looked back up at the door with a nervous smile. As he looked at it he began to question himself and he felt unable to move. He had walked up to the door with such confidence, but he could be wrong. What if he misremembered and wasn't even in the same class as Sakura. Was he about to make a fool of himself in front of her? He looked down to see her grinning which reminded him that she was a kind person and he had nothing to worry about. With his renewed confidence he was about to reach for the door, but then he realized Sakura had it handled. Since it seemed that they were a little late, he tried his best to suppress his glow so he wouldn't attract too much attention and be distracting. He followed Sakura into the classroom and happily took the seat next to her when she offered it. He began to get excited again and began to glow more as he looked around at all the people in the room. He really had made it.