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A My Hero Academia AU RPG.

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Roleplay Club
  1. What's new in this club
  2. Multiversal

    Player Lounge [ooc]

    Hmmm... I see! Well I do hope a few will go to mew, and maybe me too. Although I’m tryna sort through some stuff recently, so may or may not be able to do so sadly ;~; Still, appurreciate mew is trying to keep this purrlace alive. If Matty comes backsy, I’ll send him Mein regards to mew!
  3. Uh huh. Which is why I suggested stuff that happens before the classes start! Since, you know, that's when people are introduced as a whole. I think. Nothing wrong with some people knowing some people before classes start, I think. If anyone would like to do that let me know over Ecchitexts and we can set something up!
  4. Multiversal

    Player Lounge [ooc]

    Recently got back on, but it’s sad. Seems like Matty has yet to return.. do hope he’s dealing with things fine. Although hmm... we could try and do such an idea to pass time. Otherwise this group will be seemingly dead. Without Matty to help progress story, we need to come up with other methods to stay alive till he comes back.
  5. Well like I said if anyone wants to do some RP here, like, that takes place pre-school opening I'd be up for some! Nilaa is occupied but Momae is open for stuff!
  6. I've been kinda AWOL because nothing has been happening, but I'm open to some rping
  7. I do hope everything is alright with Matty. It is a bit worrying that he just suddenly disappeared. But if people RP other stuff here it'll at least keep it alive and active, right?
  8. Imouto Kanna

    Player Lounge [ooc]

    I agree! I finally make Saki and I haven't even used her yet
  9. So I kinda wanna continue RPing here. I haven't done anything with Momae yet so if anyone would like to do some pre-school opening stuff with her let me know! Of course discussions can happen here or via the personal message system!
  10. Multiversal

    Player Lounge [ooc]

    Bluh! Matty is taking so loooooong! Though backgroundish rolepurrlaying seems to be the only thing available at the moment. I’m not sure what Marty boi is doing, but hopefully it isn’t too big of a deal.
  11. Imouto Kanna

    Saki

    From the album: Kanna's Character(s)

    Saki in every day wear; this is just in case her having one toned hair normally wouldn't make sense.
  12. Imouto Kanna

    Kanna's Character(s)

    Right now I only have plans for this one character but who knows, maybe I'll make more eventually.
  13. Imouto Kanna

    Saki

    From the album: Kanna's Character(s)

    Saki in every day wear. I prefer her to have her hair like this when not in hero form but I'm unsure if quirks are allowed to change features like hair color.
  14. Well, uh, you could start a RP with someone else who has a character if you want something backgroundish before the first school day! I think? Otherwise I think we're waiting for the most part on Matty for the first school day for both heroes and villains?
  15. Imouto Kanna

    Player Lounge [ooc]

    So now that I created my character what do I do?
  16. Imouto Kanna

    Saki in her Hero uniform

    Felt like adding this here: So fun fact her skirt portion comes off. The little butterfly in the front is a belt that clips! Also the bow around her neck might only be an aesthetic (it might not be a real tie or be able to be undone.) If it is real and it comes undone during a fight that could be embarrassing! Lastly, since I know you can't tell this from the picture- when Saki needs to pee there are snap buttons in her crotch region of her outfit she can undo instead of having to completely strip nude. Actually one last thing... she is wearing blue eyeliner because I liked how that looked instead of being white lol
  17. From the album: Kanna's Character(s)

    Name: Satō, Saki Hero Name: (still deciding) Age/Date of Birth: 14/August, 24th Chosen Gender: Female Sex: Female Citizenship: American Ethnicity: Japanese Occupation: Student Physical Appearance Height: 5'0" Weight: 98 lbs Eye Color: Blue Hair Color: White (with blue tips in Hero form) Physical Description: petite. hair to above her bum. rosy cheeks. Wide hips/bum. Perky breasts. Skinny. Quirk Quirk Type: Emitter Quirk Name: Cocoon Quirk Details: The target is wrapped in a hard cocoon which invigorates them, buffing their quirk's ability depending upon how long is spent inside. While inside the target can communicate with Saki to let her know when they are ready to come out. Cannot be used upon herself. Cocoon wears of within 30 minutes after the target leaves the cocoon. Quirk Strengths: Other's quirks can be buffed tenfold. Target takes significant reduced damage while inside the cocoon. Can be stacked over a short periods of time to get similar effect to a long stay inside within a 30 minute window (10 seconds here and there) Quirk Weaknesses: short-medium range (further away the more strenuous it is on Saki). To get the most out of the ability the target needs to be inside the cocoon for a significant period of time. To keep cacoon up, Saki needs to use mental energy which requires some concentration- if her concentration is broken the cocoon is likely to be undone. Personality, Traits and Abilities General Overview: Strengths and Skills: Saki is quick to pick up on new things, she has good stamina; can run long distances for example. Fluent in Japanese and English. Weaknesses: Shyness can come off as arrogance/being cold. She is physically weak- e.i. she can't pick up heavy things. Ambitions: Saki is a shy and withdrawn individual; she is hoping by becoming a hero she can open up more and make friends. Hobbies and Interests: Video games, baking desserts, watching anime and reading manga, cosplay, flower arrangement, board/card/tabletop games, collecting butterfly wings, and Japanese calligraphy. Sexual Orientation: Bicurious Turn ons: humans, intelligence, friendly, easy going, humor, average to above average cocks, all breast sizes, slender to muscular men, tall Turn offs: cruelty, overweight and obesity, laziness, overly large genitals or breasts, Breast Size: 30B-C cup (between cup sizes) Sensitivity: Very also very ticklish Additional Sexual Information: Virgin; Saki is also willing to try many things as she is inexperienced STD History: none
  18. Imouto Kanna

    Player Lounge [ooc]

    I'm almost done making my character. I'm working on the art of her super hero outfit now ^^ but the actual descriptive part is pretty much done. @Matty I wanna send it over to you first before sharing it because I wanna make sure I understood the quirk part right, okay?
  19. Hunter’s anger melted into surprise when he saw just how anger the ruined pizza had made TV Head. He had never seen anyone get so upset over a ruined pizza before. It almost looked as if the demise of the pizza caused him physical pain. Then in a flash of the eye, there was a splattering of blood against the door, walls and ceiling. One moment, Hunter was looking at the mans head, and the next he was looking at a fountain of blood that sprayed enthusiastically from his neck. He then felt the warm spray of blood on him, soaking his clothes. He reached up, wiping some of the crimson liquid from his face so that he could see again as an expression of disgust etched itself onto his features, “Ew. Hero blood.” He muttered to himself before he looked over as TV Head again as he zapped the body, frying it out of existence. He stepped forwards so that he was standing beside TV Head, looking down at the smear that was the remains of the unknown hero. Hunter would have preferred a body to have kicked to use as an outlet for his anger, but he settled to spitting on the smear before he turned and went over to the pizza and squatting beside it as he looked a little mournful, “Fucking fuck that guy,” He echoed before tutting, “This is just further proof as to how much heroes are self rightious assholes. There’s an unwritten law. Don’t. Fuck. With. The. Pizza.” He then stood up and turned back around, now feeling angry as well as hungry, “The pizza place I got this fucking ruined beaty is only a few minutes away. I’m sure we can… convince them to give me another one.” He then headed out through the hole in the wall, spitting on the smear one last time for good measure. A hero had not pissed him off this much in a long time. Normally, he would have been annoyed that the hero had been given a quick death as he would have loved to have toyed with him however his means of death had been so violent that he was rather satisfied in that regard.
  20. Karma turned her hard gaze on the battle suit as if glaring at it. "Bite me" she muttered. She then put her hands behind her head as she started to walk back towards the gates. "I'm sure this place has like a pool or pond or something I could always try out" she said, half joking. Part of her serious due to not wanting to be anywhere near the rooms. It made her uncomfortable, feeling like she'd get murdered in her sleep. But she stopped in her tracks and thought for a moment. Ugh what a drag, she rolled her eyes and turned back around. She stalked back towards the complex. Glaring heavily at the suit as she passed it. "I hate this," she muttered as she found her way back to Takeshi, with still the hint of a glare in her amber eyes. She stared him down before huffing. "Well..show me so I don't kill myself trying to shower" she grumbled at him, avoiding eye contact as she took this as a defeat. She tapped her foot impatiently as she waited for her teacher to show her around and how to use everything.
  21. "Ah! So I see you're a connoisseur as well!" TV Head laughed as he turned to face Dark Star. He had just finished sticking the hero with the railing when Dark Star had arrived with his pizza and it was the pizza that caught his gaze first. He had just begun to float his way down to ask Hunter to eat a slice in front of him, hoping to watch, when a fire ball sailed through the air and torched the entire thing. It was then that TV Head felt true rage. He had been looking forward to seeing that pizza get eaten! He couldn't taste a thing but he definitely could smell in a weird way an even next to the dead body that pizza still smelled amazing! If TV Head had been of more sound mind he would have played with the hero and saved him to question before offing him. But now, now he was angry. Furious. Wrathful. "Itwasrightthere.Iwasgoingtoseeit. Icouldhaveimaginedwhatitwaslike! AllIwantedtodowasseethepizza! Seethepizza! Thepizza! Ohgod!" TV Head rambled, his words mixing together as his cradled himself forward and backwards. With the anguish and rage of a demon, TV Head let out a pained wail, grabbing at either side of his head. He slowly pulled his legs against his chest, his body straining against itself as twitched and contorted with anger. It didn't matter who that person was or why they were there, TV Head didn't care about that. All he knew was that he felt absolutely livid. There wasn't so much thought as there was raw emotion that guided TV Head for that instant. It was just a second but it was a second of pure, unadulterated murderous intent. TV Head moved like he had moved to evade so many of the heroes back in L.A.. Back then, TV Head was able to even evade the lightning strikes from the #2 hero in the U.S., Nimbus. Now that speed was being used to bring a carbon-steeled fist to the side of that heroes skull. In an instant TV Head had left an after-image of himself dashing to the left before suddenly appearing on the heroes flank. The hero hadn't even turned to face the villain by the time TV Head's fist had made contact. His knuckle was pushed out like a jack-knife, directing a great deal of his force into 'flameo's' temple and popping his head like a water balloon. It sounded like a fire cracker going off as it exploded with a -crack- as a gust of air shot out in a cone from the impact. The machinery on the flank of the hero crumpled and bent against the sudden concussive blast. Blood splattered against the door and the walls, just barely missing Dark Star and TV Head, but just as the decapitated hero's body began to buckle at the knees blood from its exposed arteries began to spray out sporadically. It felt to its knees, cumpling to the ground and spraying the villains in a crimson arc of warm blood. Once it fell, TV Head zapped the body with a cone of laser energy, leaving behind on a scorch stain and the smell of burnt hair. TV Head stood there for a second, hunched over and seething heavily as sanguine liquids dripped from the brim of his head. "Ehm-. SO. I know I said keep a low profile, but we're getting you a fucking pizza. Fuck this guy." TV Head said after clearing his throat. He was still a bit peeved and, at this point, TV Head was heavily considering robbing every pizza shop with a ten mile radius.
  22. Her head nodded. Hard water. It was the best explanation for it really. Water that hurt! Although remembering who did it was trickier. There was a lot of water. So much water. And she'd been so hungry! Tired. Hungry. Weak. Lots of water. Dainty shoulders gave a single unknowing shrug. Wait. "Wear blue?" Thats right. They were wearing blue! And really thats all she remembered. Maybe she'd ended up eating them already? Who could say. She was just happy to be where she was now, with who she was with! A slight shiver ran down her spine as they entered the large showers. They felt familiar. Cold. Wet. She shivered again when her naked rump touched against the slightly chilled ceramic bath. Red orbs briefly shot towards the water that raced out from the faucet. It was steamy. Warm! She didn't really mind warm water too much. But she also didn't want to be alone. So with a wiggle she slid off the tub and made her way quietly over, taking a seat behind TV Head. Her tail wagged excitedly while she watched him. Was he getting naked too?! She'd honestly never seen anyone else naked before! At least not that she could remember off the top of her head. Everyone else always wore clothes. So many clothes. "It okay. Nilaa with friend. Nilaa safe! Like be with friend."
  23. A sadistic smile twisted on Hunter’s lips as he watched the figure in front of him as they seemed to twist on the spot as if lost. To most people, the figure would be barely visible within the dim lighting of the abandoned warehouse as shadows seemed to cling to every surface, unyielding to the meagre light of the mid-afternoon Chicago sun that attempted to peer in through the murky windows. He tilted his head as he continued to observe the man. To Hunter, the man looked pretentious in a rather flashy looking blue and white costume that looked to be something one of those figure skaters would wear. It was skin tight, allowing Hunter to see the curves of their body. He had pale skin that almost seemed to glow, made even more noticeable by his pitch black hair. He had the haughty expression that Hunter had seen on many heroes before. The kind of expression that made him laugh. He watched from the shadows as the hero brought his hand up, a shard of ice appearing in his grip. The man threw the shard, and Hunter watched the projectile as it sailed through the air, before impacting the wall of the warehouse, penetrating deep. It was also nowhere near him. Hunter let out a derisive snort before saying in an almost singsong voice, “Missed me~” He then laughed as the hero quickly turned towards him and threw yet another projectile. But he was too slow. Hunter was in his element, hidden within the shadows of the warehouse which were numerous and all he had to do was move along the shadows, quicker than the hero could run. He shifted until he was standing behind the man, who was completely unaware of the danger that lurked so closeby. He was a fool to have followed Hunter into the warehouse. When he had first confronted Hunter, he had claimed that he was going to bring Hunter to justice, to cash in the bounty that was on his head. And yet the fool knew nothing about the prey he hunted. If this was the standard for heroes, then Hunter was sorely disappointed. This hero wasn’t as entertaining as he had been hoping. In fact he was rather boring, only able to fire these pathetic little ice shards that did no damage to him while he was in the shadows. At this point, Hunter was merely playing with the man. As silent as smoke, he emerged from the shadows before taping the man on the shoulder. Even as the man jumped in surprise, Hunter melded into the shadows, watching as the hero turned around and threw another ice shard that seemed to land where Hunter was however it wasn’t able to do any damage. He laughed again, “You’re so God-damn pathetic. Are you, like… retarded, or something? I thought you were here to cash in my bounty.” Hunter laughed again, mocking the man as he quickly moved away so that he was behind the man again. He emerged from the shadows, bending over as he picked up a piece of wood which he then threw at the hero before shrouding himself in the shadows once again. The wood hit the hero on the head causing him to turn around and shout, “Come on out, you coward!” Hunter couldn’t resist but to roll his eyes, or rather the equivalent of. This hero was beginning to really bore him. He made a tutting sound before he said, “You’re very pathetic, you know. You say that you’re here to collect on the bounty that’s on my head, and you can’t even hit me with the most basic of attacks. You couldn’t fight your way out of a paper bag.” “Shut up.” The hero snarled, “I don’t have to listen to this.” Hunter emerged from the shadows in front of him, his upper lip curled in a snarl of disgust as he tilted his head a little, looking down his nose at the hero, “You know nothing about me. You just saw the dollar signs on my name, and felt the chance to give yourself a feel good wank like all you heroes do. You take down anyone that disagrees with you, and then stand around congratulating yourselves in one massive circle jerk. You’re just a bunch of liars that think of nothing but looking and feeling good. You don’t actually care about helping people and you don’t care about the people that you kill with your incompetence. You’re a bunch of hypocrites.” As Hunter watched, he saw the hero’s face twist in anger before the man threw another shard at him. A tutting sound escaped Hunter as he once again blended into the shadows, causing him to completely evade the attack despite the fact that the shard struck with pinpoint accuracy. In a rather mocking tone, he said, “Let me tell you something, hero. When someone does the same thing over, and over again and expects a different result… that is the definition of insanity. That perfectly describes you… and the rest of your do-nothing organisation.” “I’ll make you pay for that!” The hero growled before running towards where Hunter’s voice had come from. Hunter sighed a little before he moved behind the hero in a flash before he emerged from the shadows. The whites of his eyes had turned a solid black as his own shadow moved across the floor like a sinister snake. As it wrapped around the ankle of the hero, the man tripped and fell to the floor face first with a might crack as his nose collided with the concrete and snapped the bone in half. The man let out a scream of agony, but he didn’t seem to notice the shadowy hand that crept up his leg and torso before wrapping around his neck. Hunter stepped up to the side of the hero, tilting his head a little as he looked down at the hero who twisted on his side to look up at Hunter as blood flowed freely from his nose like a river. The gangster smirked down at his victim and said in a mocking sympathetic tone, “This is the end of your career, I’m afraid.” The shadowy hand on the man's neck suddenly tightened, causing the hero to let out a choking sound. He reached up, attempting to claw at what was strangling him, but his hands met nothing but thin air. Hunter’s sadistic smirk widened as he said, “Just a few more moments, and it’s goodnight.” He squatted down, his gold and black eyes intent on the hero’s face. The hero seemed to realise that these were the last few moments of his life. His blue eyes went wide with panic, the eyeballs bulging from their sockets. His mouth opened and closed, making him look like a gaping fish. His body twitched before he began to writhe on the floor in a pathetic attempt to escape the cold grip of death. But there was nothing he could do, and Hunter watched with a certain glee as the man's struggles began to lessen. His face had turned pale, as his lips turned a shade of blue due to the lack of oxygen. Hunter tightened the grip of the shadow, his own jaw clenching as he watched the hero’s eyes become dim before a lifeless look settled in them as his body went still. Hunter watched for several long minutes before he reached forwards and pressed his fingers against the man’s neck, searching for the tale tell pulse that would indicate that he was still alive. When he could not find it, he pulled his hand away and stood up as his shadow retracted. With a blink of his eyes, the whites had turned to their normal colour. He kicked the body of the hero so that they were on their back before he spat on their corpse. This was not the first hero he had killed, and he felt no remorse for their death. After all, they had been the ones to come after him. Why should he feel bad about defending himself? Besides, he held contempt for heroes in general. He had not been lying when he called heroes liars and hypocrites. They were. All they cared about was making themselves feel good about themselves. It made him feel sick to his stomach because they dared to say that he couldn’t use his Quirk the way he did. Still, at least with the death of this latest hero, his bounty might increase which could mean more heroes will be coming after him. Which meant he could kill more of them and he quite liked that idea.
  24. This day was proving to be just chalk full of surprises. TV Head had just finished having his fun with a new transfer to H.H. when he had caught wind of some chatter from a police station. By the time he had made his back towards the V.S. network the day was starting to shift into dusk. From high up in the skies of Texas, TV Head had a wonderful view of the towns and landscape that had been turned a golden orange from the setting sun. TV Head had been bouncing between radio stations and police chatter when he something from the woodlands of Texas caught his attention. "Jesus Christ, open fire, open fire!" And then the sound of gun registers across the radio as the shouting continued. "Garcia, get out of there! Oh God-! Precinct 6 is under attack, repeat under attack! It's a fuckin' mutan-!" Then static. TV Head came to an abrupt change of direction without any loss to his momentum, aiming straight for the source. The radio was cut short but it had lasted long enough for the villain to get an exact beat on its origin. It only took a handful of seconds for him to make it to the police station where the chatter had come from an it would be at least five minutes until back up arrived. But just to be sure, TV Head checked out the radio waves. From what he could hear they were definitely on their way, but they weren't getting a response from the station bellow. TV Head looked down at the rectangular building and sent some radio waves at it for a form of sonar. There only seemed to be one person moving in there, to no surprise, so that would make things simple. TV Head lowered himself down to the front door of the station before floating his way in through its glass doors. What TV Head saw not only impressed him but made his hand go for the hilt of his long odachi as well. "Huh. These cops really know how to take decorating above an beyond these days, don't they." The villain said with a chuckle to himself.
  25. Oh how nice it was for TV Head to finally get some fresh sunlight on his skin. How long had been since he had last stepped outside of the Villains Syndicate's network? One month? Two? It was definitely more than TV Head cared for. Being in there for so long had given him a bad case of cabin fever and he was just aching to work it out. The new student that was transferring from U.A. High School could prove to be all sorts of fun, perfect for getting all that pent up energy out. From what TV Head had gathered from a number of databases, this "Karma" girl was quite the catch. Not only did she have more experience than most H.H. students, she had interned with the Midnight! TV Head had never gone toe-to-toe with a hero from Japan, much less a student from the famous U.A. Academy, so the prospect of getting his first taste had him absolutely giddy. Without having to worry about the threat of pulling G's, the distance from the Proving Grounds to where Karma was landing, Honolulu International Airport, was nothing for TV Head. His connections had informed him that the transfer student would be landing at the airport for a connecting flight around 3pm Hawaii Standard Time, accompanied by a single Pro hero. The hero sounded quite boring to the villain and was of little note to him. That hero in the making though, Karma, was the really interesting part. She had quite the quirk and fiery attitude that intrigued TV Head. The thought of making a villain out of her was oh so exciting! Just the thought of turning a new transfer over to his side, right under Technomancer's nose, had TV Head wiggling his shoulders in excitement as he approached the airport. When TV Head arrived, he sat comfortably in the air well above the landing plane, waiting for the heroes to finally get out. Once they were out, TV Head shut off his EMF control, plummeting himself into the hull of the aircraft. With a sudden -CRASH!-, the plane was ripped open and the screams of the remaining passengers filled the air before being snuffed out with an explosion! Shrapnel went flying as a plume of fire and smoke shot into the sky as the hero threw Karma out of the way of the blast. That hero, Panzerschreck, had just turned around to have the length of a long odachi tossed between his eyes with a -zip!-, knocking him off of his feet and onto the ground. Out of the smoke and fire flew TV Head, his shoulders slouched over with a lackadaisical demeanor as he levitated over to Panzershrecks impaled corpse. With a painfully casual attitude, TV Head put his foot on the dead heroes face and lifted his sword out from its new holder. A flick of the wrist and the blade was clean and back in its proper sheath. But then his head swiveled to Karma with alarming speed, before tilting it to one side. His visor was glowing its famous baby-blue hue and it was honed in on Karma. "Aaayyyee, welcome to the U.S.!" TV Head mocked with wide open arms, his foot still on Panzerschrek's face. "I've never gotten my hands on a U.A. Student before, so I'm pretty excited, as you can imagine. Pleeaaase, don't disappoint, 'kay, Karma? I'd hate for someone like you to end up like him". TV Head's aura was beyond intimidating, to say the least. His yellow hoodie had spots of blood splattered across it while those jungle green sweat pants now had scorch marks across their legs. In just a couple of seconds he had ended so many lives in the blink of an eye and without so much as a second thought. His nonchalant tone coupled with that relaxed body made it clear to Karma that TV Head knew he was in control here. TV Head's foot tapped against Panzerschrek's frozen face, their eyes still wide in shock. "Show me what a 'transfer' is all about, I want a show!" TV Head motioned with a hand and nodded his head towards himself. "Come on!"
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