Hiroki Aoi (MP3) [Teacher]

THE BASICS

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE

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PERSONALITY

Hiroki is a polite, but sometimes stern teacher at UA high school. He is open to new students and helps them around the school, but he also makes sure to every student that he isn’t exactly “Mr. Nice Guy.” When counseling, he will try very, very hard to get to the root of your problems, and he is crafty about getting you to show your inner feelings. If another student has had different ways of learning, and/or a culture difference, he will encourage them to try the new way, but if they aren't comfortable with it, he'll bend his ways slightly to match their needs. ~ He loves Baker’s chocolate (which is very bitter chocolate) and eats it almost every day at his lunch break and sometimes as a snack during class. He enjoys going to cafes and coffee shops in his spare time to eat and browse the internet, but if his tea is cold, he gives the cafe a one star review, leaves, and never comes back. Hiroki enjoys songs written by Singer-Songwriters, because he thinks that “They are the best types of musicians, writing, producing, and performing their own masterpieces.” Sometimes, he’d love some quiet, and in those times, when a person won’t shut up, it drives him nuts. Hiroki also often drifts off into space, but snaps right to attention when he needs too. He picked his hero name to be MP3, because he because Mary Posa is a nickname related to butterflies (MP) and he added the 3 so that MP3 together is music, which he has a liking to. But overall, this sternly polite counselor is happy to be at UA!

BACKGROUND HISTORY

Crack~ boom! It was thundering outside and Hiroki Aoi, a 3rd year at UA High School, was sitting in his dorm doodling while listening to comforting, singer-songwriter music. His mind wandered off into the unknown, gazing into space as he drew a cat~ because why not? The world is a wonderful, mysterious place. While doodling, his mind trailed off to all sorts of topics- chocolate, sweets, pastries, his mother’s love of pastries… her… death when he was… five. Pained about the memory, he accidentally pushed down on his pencil too hard and the pencil led snapped. Great, he thought. Pushing himself off the chair, he picked up his phone and paused the music. Hiroki took out his earbuds and walked out of the dorm room. There wasn’t a lot of commotion in the main area, just a few groups of two or three having a friendly conversation. He walked over to a pencil sharpener on a wall, and shoved in the pencil and started to twist the handle. He could hear the grinding of the metal rub against the wood. Metal and wood, he thought. Two hard, sturdy substances, but both so different, like my… He paused for a moment. Mother and father…? Hiroki heard a snap and startled him to reality. He pulled out his pencil and sighed. He had been distracted by his daydream and the pencil led had snapped again, a consequence for sharpening your pencil for too long. Sighing again, he thought, Maybe I don’t need to draw right now… putting the pencil he had behind his ear, he thought he might go outside, but then he remembered the storm, and knew it was probably not a good idea. “Hey, look, Hiroki’s thinking to himself again,” one boy said, sitting at a table with his other friends. “What a weirdo.” All of them would laugh, but Hiroki would just push all of it aside. “Throw all the shit you want at me,” he said. “I don’t care anyway.” The boy snickered. “Why?” he said. “Because you know you’ll never graduate?” Hiroki knew this might be true. His brain wandered away during class, and he’d miss a lot of vital information for becoming a hero. He’d been barely passing, and even now, if he didn't do something, his grade would drop down and he'd fail. Sometimes he wished that he wouldn’t get distracted so easily. Looking down, he thought about trying to improve. “See, look, there he goes again! This proves my point exactly!” he’d start laughing, and all the other third years at the table would laugh too. Frustrated, Hiroki stormed off. What a bad start to the afternoon of a weekend. Back in his dorm, he flopped onto his bed and stared off into space. Oh, where the brain could take you… apparently at that moment, it meant “Nap” for Hiroki. He dozed off, unaware of what just happened downstairs~

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He woke up to an annoying beeping and groaned. He heard shouting outside and splashes of water. Looking at his alarm clock, he couldn’t quite tell what time it was. There was a weird reflection of what looked like- “FIRE!” a voice screamed outside. Hiroki’s head jerked backward and he saw that half of his room was lit with flames! He needed help. His dorm didn’t have a window, and his quirk wasn’t made for situations like this… he needed time to think. But there was no time to think. The fire spread closely by the minute, and more people outside were getting more freaked out. Activating his quirk, his hands glowed blue, and Glowing, Bright Blue Butterflies started pouring out. It stopped when there were 30, and Emiko telepathically commanded 15 of them to find help, and the other 15 to go find things to let out the fire. The butterflies scattered and he was left alone again. Sweating and coughing, he started to lose a little bit of consciousness. Damn it, he thought. The smoke’s getting to me. By then, he had to back up against the wall to avoid the fire, and he was losing a little bit more consciousness every second. When he couldn’t back up anymore, Hiroki was already failing in his legs, and his knees felt like they were about to buckle. But just when they did, the wall behind him smashed and he was taken out of danger. Looking up, he saw a pro hero with wings carrying him. “How’d you know I was in trouble?” he asked weakly. The hero smirked, and said, “A butterfly came and told me you were in need of help.” “Wait a minute- you mean you didn’t think about it? You weren’t stressing out? You weren’t hesitating?” “Why would I? If someone is in danger, you do whatever you can to save them, not stress out and plan your death warrant.” Hiroki was silent for the rest of the flight to the front of the school grounds. Really? He didn’t think twice? He didn’t hesitate to come and save me? Finally, it struck Hiroki- if he were to become a hero, he shouldn’t need to get lost in neverland to find an answer to solve the problem. And also, usually, if Hiroki couldn’t think of a plan, he usually backed out. That’s stupid, though, Hiroki thought to himself. You don’t hesitate to save lives. From then and there, he knew he had to be more decisive, less dreamy, and more self confident and determined. ---------- Everyone survived the fire, and Hiroki’s class got to live at home until the dorms got fixed. He ended up catching up in all of his schoolwork, being #2 in his class, and graduated out of UA High! During the graduation, he remembered the important lesson he learned on the day of the fire, and all the other lessons he had been taught, He decided he would be a Teacher alongside his dream, and teach the kids all there is to know!

THE ARMORY

He doesn't wear anything special in battle, just his regular clothes. /// He has a staff equipped, and it might break in battle. Hiroki likes to only use his staff in Melee combat, not any other way. It is very durable, being made of iron.

QUIRK & SKILLS

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Butterflies

TYPE: Emitter

RANK/LEVEL: B-

SUMMARY:

Butterflies allows the user to summon glowing blue butterflies from their hands to carry out specific tasks. They can be summoned either individually or in large swarms, according to the task at hand, and are the size of normal butterflies.

The butterflies have several capabilities. First, they can telepathically broadcast a short message determined by the user; these messages can be targeted at a single individual or broadcast openly to everyone nearby. An individual butterfly has the capacity to carry up to 15 pounds by itself, but can carry more when working together in a swarm. Finally, in swarms, they can be directed to surround a target and attempt to contain them or restrict their movement. A butterfly or swarm will continue carrying out its task until it is finished or redirected to another one.

An individual butterfly is not very resillient, and will poof out of existence when pressure larger than a squeeze is applied to them. If a butterfly moves more than 125 yards away from the user it will also vanish. Finally, the butterflies are incapable of thinking on their own, and can only follow the orders given to them by their quirk user (e.g., if a butterfly is instructed to pick up an object, but it is put into a closed container, the butterfly will not attempt to open the container unless directed by the user.)

The user has a blue fluid that runs through their blood, which is the power source for everything the butterflies do, and is released through the hands when butterflies are created. The user has a limited number of points of fluid that they can spend, per thread, in order to create butterflies and have them perform actions. Each round that butterflies are attempting actions consumes a required amount of points. The points are consumed even if the butterflies are interrupted or otherwise unable to accomplish their task (e.g., a villain uses a blast of flame to dispell an entire group, rubble they've been instructed to clear is blasted away before they reach it.) A particular swarm of butterflies can be redirected to a different task on a successive round, but each new action requires a new expenditure of points. When a swarm as created, as many butterflies as are needed are created to accomplish the task; there is no set amount.

Point Limit: 21 points

0 points/round

• Send individual butterflies to deliver short messages targeted at specific individuals. This can be used to relay information or instructions to allies, coordinate attacks, or deliver a message to a trapped victim or a hostage (up to 5 people/round)

1 point/round

• Send a swarm of butterflies to broadcast a message to all recipients in an area, up to a radius of 125 yards
• Send a single butterfly to carry or move a single object up to 15 lbs

2 points/round

• Use a swarm of butterflies to carry people or objects weighing up to 200 lbs

3 points/round

• Use a swarm of butterflies to carry people or objects weighing up to 400 lbs
• Send a swarm of butterflies to attempt to surround and restrain a single person of normal human strength

4 points/round

• Use a swarm of butterflies to carry people or objects weighing up to 800 lbs
• Send a swarm of butterflies to attempt to surround and restrain 2 people of normal human strength, or a single person of twice normal human strength

5 points/round

• Use a swarm of butterflies to carry people or objects weighing up to 1000 lbs
• Send a swarm of butterflies to attempt to surround and restrain 4 people of normal human strength, or a single person of up to four times normal human strength

WEAKNESSES/LIMITATIONS:

The user must have enough points to initiate or sustain an action. As the user expends more and more liquid, they experience increasingly severe nausea and migraines. Finally, if they attempt to take any actions with their quirk while having no points remaining, they will pass out unconscious.