Post by Satoru Yokoyama on May 19, 2020 0:04:20 GMT
Yokoyama, Satoru "Not everything is as it seems." |
THE BASICS
REAL NAME: | Satoru, Yokoyama |
HERO/VILLAIN/VIGILANTE ALIAS: | Smoker |
GROUP: | Student |
RANK: | D |
BIRTHDAY + AGE: | December 25 / Fifteen |
GENDER: | Male |
SEXUALITY: | Pansexual |
NATIONALITY: | Japanese |
AFFILIATION: | UA |
POSITION/CLASS: | 1-A |
PHYSICAL APPEARANCE
HEIGHT: | 5'-08" (172cm) |
WEIGHT: | 138 Lbs (62.5kg) |
HAIR COLOR | White |
EYE COLOR: | Grey |
SKIN COLOR: | Fair |
BLOOD TYPE: | O- |
CHARACTERISTICS: | Blotches of burn marks along his body |
FC NAME (SERIES): | Bell Cranel (DanMachi) |
Satoru is a fairly simple looking teenager in the world of oddities and quirky individuals. While he dons rather snow white hair, and grey eyes; he feels it tends to leave him to look a little guised from the crowds of mutated or the otherwise eccentric public.
Outside of his school uniform, he wears fairly simplistic attire. Being a mixture of simple flat colors of greens and browns that have the aesthetic of baggier skater-like clothing. Often avoiding any extremely bright or eye-catching colors or designs to help articulate his attitude to being a bit more off the main scene.
Outside of his school uniform, he wears fairly simplistic attire. Being a mixture of simple flat colors of greens and browns that have the aesthetic of baggier skater-like clothing. Often avoiding any extremely bright or eye-catching colors or designs to help articulate his attitude to being a bit more off the main scene.
PERSONALITY
LIKES MonjaCoffee Onsen Hiking | DISLIKES MilkCold Temperatures Cicadas Tourists |
RUMOR/SECRET: | ["Isn't he a bit young to be smoking?" "They say he does it to get used to himself..."] |
Coming from a quaint small town in the Shizuoka prefecture, Satoru trade-markedly absorbs some typical small-town characteristics. With a penchant for quieter environments with a lot of nature and freedom of lack of buildings to peruse with no necessary sense of direction. Because of this, he tends to be the sort that when exposed to a larger community of people or busyness he tends to curl a little underneath his presence to avoid being the centerpiece of attention. Although this isn't to say he's incapable of socializing, quite opposite; when he is given a chance to be involved with people in a more tightly-knit fashion he tends to be fairly vocal and free-spirited to be involved.
Expanding on his persons, he tends to lend himself closer to the spectrum of reading the situation and room before acting, wielding a rather strong sense of opinion; he rarely reserves his comments after he's worded them in his mind.
Strictly speaking Satoru holds himself in the teams of heroes due to a leveled sense of morality, with both of his parents existing in a calmed environment from how small their town was allowed him to learn the importance of being good at the face of adversity or when even the benefit of being willfully ignorant or deflective seems to outweigh being good.
Expanding on his persons, he tends to lend himself closer to the spectrum of reading the situation and room before acting, wielding a rather strong sense of opinion; he rarely reserves his comments after he's worded them in his mind.
Strictly speaking Satoru holds himself in the teams of heroes due to a leveled sense of morality, with both of his parents existing in a calmed environment from how small their town was allowed him to learn the importance of being good at the face of adversity or when even the benefit of being willfully ignorant or deflective seems to outweigh being good.
BACKGROUND HISTORY
PLACE OF BIRTH/HOMETOWN: | Ito, Shizuoka |
PARENTS: | Shieo (Father), Yukina (Mother) |
SIBLINGS: | Homura (Older Brother) |
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: | N/A |
OTHER: | Hamster "Kumo" |
Born in a small-town by the name of Itō in the Shizuoka Prefecture, Satoru lived a fairly simplistic townie lifestyle. Due to the nature of it’s size, there was very little room for both the inherent existence of heroics or even villainy; everything lived under the umbrella of police authority, and more oft was the peace held respectfully due to this. It’s not to be so bold and declare that there was no exploitation of quirks and the acts of criminals, but in short order they were typically dealt with by the authorities and the occasional involvement of retiree heroes. One of such being Yukina, Satoru’s Mother; who wielded a rather potent quirk of Pyrolysis that allowed her to chemically separate component materials in a super-heated fashion once she placed her hands atop the object, due to the nature of this it allowed her to create environments that smoked out the criminals as well as place them in predicaments that were difficult to escape without being seriously injured by the heat. Satoru’s Father, on the other side of things was a Wood Manipulation Quirk, in it’s very name it allowed him to manipulate wooden objects, structures, trees, plants and the like as long as it was present; though he was inherently unable to create wood itself which lead them to one of their decisions of living in the outskirts of Itō where there was plenty of nature to work with.
It was from the sincerity and pride that his parents carried with them through their lives and actions that grew both Homura, Satoru’s brother and himself to the direction of such acts of heroism. Though they were only a year apart, the two played quite often with each other with a mixture of their parent’s quirks; Homura despite his name was lent to the powers of Nature, being capable of growing and manipulating plant-life. Satoru on the other hand lived with the ability to produce and manipulate the powers of smoke- with byproducts of his parents as a result left his smoke with traces of carbon that left it as a combustible material even in it’s smoked form. Due to their strange synergy the two stuck together quite frequently, given the plantlifes ability to work with Satoru’s carbon-based smoke. It created an overall safer environment for the both of them, and those who they kept around when they used their quirks to play.
However once the two of them got further invested into their lives at school; it was inevitable that they drifted apart ever so slightly due to social groups and the personal interests and goals of one another. Through the unfortunate nature in the third grade, Satoru found himself learning the difficult way about how dangerous his quirk could be in the wrong circumstances. During the recess time out in the playgrounds at school; he had been playing with his quirk off in the corner of the field. Though he thought subtly, it drew the attention of a group of boys and girls that had a mixture of intrigue and curiosity in Satoru, and whether or not he was to become the school prey or another predator. In the heat of him asking them to leave, and their pushing; one of the more heated children, both literally and metaphorically. Decided to push buttons, and there was a flicker of a flame that just barely touched Satoru while he’d been anxiously preparing his smoke to get away from them if he needed. At that very moment, an ear-buzzing blaze erupted that washed over the small group of children, Satoru included. This event had lead to a number of cautions put further in place for Satoru and the group once they had returned from hospitalization and recovery, as each of them had markers of burns from the smoke and fire. From that day, Satoru too had come to realize that a new degree of safety- or even control was necessary when it came to his own quirk. Though he had become more meticulous in it’s management, he too had also come to slowly worry about it’s existence in more public environments where flames could be more common from others that weren’t privy to his smoke’s oddities.
Though his years went on with relative uneventfulness, Satoru had begun to find a wanderlust curiosity develop in the fantasy of becoming a hero; through the scope of his parents- but too as a manner that looked like a modicum of control over his quirk. He’d developed some control as the years went on, but it was certainly not as much as he’d have liked and that bled into the desire to find himself somewhere that could be the foundation for his growth; that foundation was set at a school by the name of U.A; with several years of work and studying invested into making sure he was suited to the school- It was small hope to make it there. If not only for his own benefit, but the pride of his parents; who both had attended in their youth too.
With the years having passed; and his brother having grown amicably apart, but too at the same school under Hero Management, and a year ahead. Satoru had brought his guise of stoic eyes and his goals with him as he stood at the entry of the academy. U.A.
It was from the sincerity and pride that his parents carried with them through their lives and actions that grew both Homura, Satoru’s brother and himself to the direction of such acts of heroism. Though they were only a year apart, the two played quite often with each other with a mixture of their parent’s quirks; Homura despite his name was lent to the powers of Nature, being capable of growing and manipulating plant-life. Satoru on the other hand lived with the ability to produce and manipulate the powers of smoke- with byproducts of his parents as a result left his smoke with traces of carbon that left it as a combustible material even in it’s smoked form. Due to their strange synergy the two stuck together quite frequently, given the plantlifes ability to work with Satoru’s carbon-based smoke. It created an overall safer environment for the both of them, and those who they kept around when they used their quirks to play.
However once the two of them got further invested into their lives at school; it was inevitable that they drifted apart ever so slightly due to social groups and the personal interests and goals of one another. Through the unfortunate nature in the third grade, Satoru found himself learning the difficult way about how dangerous his quirk could be in the wrong circumstances. During the recess time out in the playgrounds at school; he had been playing with his quirk off in the corner of the field. Though he thought subtly, it drew the attention of a group of boys and girls that had a mixture of intrigue and curiosity in Satoru, and whether or not he was to become the school prey or another predator. In the heat of him asking them to leave, and their pushing; one of the more heated children, both literally and metaphorically. Decided to push buttons, and there was a flicker of a flame that just barely touched Satoru while he’d been anxiously preparing his smoke to get away from them if he needed. At that very moment, an ear-buzzing blaze erupted that washed over the small group of children, Satoru included. This event had lead to a number of cautions put further in place for Satoru and the group once they had returned from hospitalization and recovery, as each of them had markers of burns from the smoke and fire. From that day, Satoru too had come to realize that a new degree of safety- or even control was necessary when it came to his own quirk. Though he had become more meticulous in it’s management, he too had also come to slowly worry about it’s existence in more public environments where flames could be more common from others that weren’t privy to his smoke’s oddities.
Though his years went on with relative uneventfulness, Satoru had begun to find a wanderlust curiosity develop in the fantasy of becoming a hero; through the scope of his parents- but too as a manner that looked like a modicum of control over his quirk. He’d developed some control as the years went on, but it was certainly not as much as he’d have liked and that bled into the desire to find himself somewhere that could be the foundation for his growth; that foundation was set at a school by the name of U.A; with several years of work and studying invested into making sure he was suited to the school- It was small hope to make it there. If not only for his own benefit, but the pride of his parents; who both had attended in their youth too.
With the years having passed; and his brother having grown amicably apart, but too at the same school under Hero Management, and a year ahead. Satoru had brought his guise of stoic eyes and his goals with him as he stood at the entry of the academy. U.A.
THE ARMORY
Half-Mask Respirator: This fundamentally simplistic design, allows Satoru to wear it over the lower half of his face during combat to help prevent excessive inhalation of his own smoke particulates, but with the added benefit that other airborne particulates are less likely to be caught by Satoru while equipped
Timer Flare [1]: A slightly more unique flare, where Satoru can break off a piece off the top that slowly starts a mechanical timer where once the elapsed time of five seconds will ignite the flare.
Chain [x1/12Ft]: A fundamentally simple ten pound metal chain, the only straight forward uniqueness of it being that it has been painted completely charcoal black.
- Inhaler Module [1 Use/Combat]: Built into the mask, there is a latch the user can flick off with a finger; in doing so it fills the chamber of his mask with (120mcg of Albuterol, Sulfate, Inhalation, Aerosol) in order to allow him to subsist long enough in combat with the effects of his asthma without completely debilitating him (This effect will alleviate the effects of his Asthma attacks for 2 rounds).
Timer Flare [1]: A slightly more unique flare, where Satoru can break off a piece off the top that slowly starts a mechanical timer where once the elapsed time of five seconds will ignite the flare.
Chain [x1/12Ft]: A fundamentally simple ten pound metal chain, the only straight forward uniqueness of it being that it has been painted completely charcoal black.
QUIRK & SKILLS
Smokeshow
TYPE: Emitter
RANK/LEVEL: D
SUMMARY:
Smokeshow is the exhaust and manipulation of the particulates of smoke and smog he produces himself; in which does prevent him from controlling smoke that is not exerted by himself. By exerting smoke from his skin pores and orifices allows Satoru to twist, mold and manipulate the smoke from his body within a forty-foot radius around himself and up to forty feet above. Generally the smoke he creates retains fairly similar properties to regular smoke; with varying degrees of density dependent on how much smoke he produces. Inside his range, Satoru is capable of twisting and manipulating the smoke into any shapes that fit within' the expanse of the range as well as many forms as he would like within' the limitations of how much smoke he had produced. Though the smoke inherently is a gaseous form, with enough focus and sacrificing the equivalent of fifteen feet from his range, Satoru is capable of producing and solidifying a small melee weapon or tool out of smoke with the strength of about a 2x2 block of wood.
He is capable of producing the equivalent of ten cubic meters of smoke per post (10,000 Litres).
Habitual usage Satoru will typically utilize his smoke in order to create types of illusions, mimicking things like people, animals and other visual triggers to fool perceptions of others near him; while being able to utilize nearby small objects (Approximately the size/weight of a 4-inch nail) to create types of auditory triggers around him. And in times where he would be in engagements of conflict; he would typically coat himself in a layer of smoke, while simultaneously creating others that look like him to fool his opponents.
WEAKNESSES/LIMITATIONS:
Smokeshow has two fundamental weaknesses at the core of it's existence. The first being a bit more conventional, that the more smoke that he produces causes his respiratory system to slowly degrade and develops a temporary event of asthma based off the increasing amount of smoke he produces. If he produces too much smoke beyond either his range, or he inhales too much of his own smoke; he is subject to having an asthma attack; this will occur after three posts of constantly using his smoke.
The second a little more obscure, and subjected from his lineage is that his smoke is combustible due traces of carbon in the smoke. While inside his body without being produced he is not inherently subject to being combustible himself; but once the smoke is manifested it can be ignited with a simple flame that erupts and creates pocket explosions along the particulates in the smoke. While this is capable of harming his enemies, it is equally just as capable of combusting and injuring himself, and his allies.
RANK/LEVEL: D
SUMMARY:
Smokeshow is the exhaust and manipulation of the particulates of smoke and smog he produces himself; in which does prevent him from controlling smoke that is not exerted by himself. By exerting smoke from his skin pores and orifices allows Satoru to twist, mold and manipulate the smoke from his body within a forty-foot radius around himself and up to forty feet above. Generally the smoke he creates retains fairly similar properties to regular smoke; with varying degrees of density dependent on how much smoke he produces. Inside his range, Satoru is capable of twisting and manipulating the smoke into any shapes that fit within' the expanse of the range as well as many forms as he would like within' the limitations of how much smoke he had produced. Though the smoke inherently is a gaseous form, with enough focus and sacrificing the equivalent of fifteen feet from his range, Satoru is capable of producing and solidifying a small melee weapon or tool out of smoke with the strength of about a 2x2 block of wood.
He is capable of producing the equivalent of ten cubic meters of smoke per post (10,000 Litres).
Habitual usage Satoru will typically utilize his smoke in order to create types of illusions, mimicking things like people, animals and other visual triggers to fool perceptions of others near him; while being able to utilize nearby small objects (Approximately the size/weight of a 4-inch nail) to create types of auditory triggers around him. And in times where he would be in engagements of conflict; he would typically coat himself in a layer of smoke, while simultaneously creating others that look like him to fool his opponents.
WEAKNESSES/LIMITATIONS:
Smokeshow has two fundamental weaknesses at the core of it's existence. The first being a bit more conventional, that the more smoke that he produces causes his respiratory system to slowly degrade and develops a temporary event of asthma based off the increasing amount of smoke he produces. If he produces too much smoke beyond either his range, or he inhales too much of his own smoke; he is subject to having an asthma attack; this will occur after three posts of constantly using his smoke.
The second a little more obscure, and subjected from his lineage is that his smoke is combustible due traces of carbon in the smoke. While inside his body without being produced he is not inherently subject to being combustible himself; but once the smoke is manifested it can be ignited with a simple flame that erupts and creates pocket explosions along the particulates in the smoke. While this is capable of harming his enemies, it is equally just as capable of combusting and injuring himself, and his allies.
Sculpting
RANK/LEVEL: D+SUMMARY: Having been practicing clay and mud sculpting since he was a child, and into art classes once he was in school. When he had discovered his quirk, it became quite apparent at how conducive the art of sculpting would be in conjunction with his quirk, giving him a greater expanse of how forms work and what the weight of things should act and feel like when he applied it to his quirk.
Stealth
RANK/LEVEL: DSUMMARY: Having spent most of his school-life needing to keep to himself, away from those around him at the risk of both his own quirk; but also ensuring he didn't cause further harm to himself at the behest of his power. It had lead towards a more reclusive style of living, and by proxy had inevitably started to lend itself to becoming a more subtle and in-the-shadows sort of person. Inadvertently developing, and inevitably improving his abilities to keep from being detected.
Chance
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