Post by shion on May 29, 2020 0:42:38 GMT
SHION HOSHIZORA "You cannot kill me in any way that matters." |
THE BASICS
REAL NAME: | Shion Hoshizora |
HERO ALIAS: | TBD |
GROUP: | Student |
RANK: | |
BIRTHDAY + AGE: | Feb 16 / 15 |
GENDER: | Female / She / Her |
SEXUALITY: | Bisexual |
NATIONALITY: | Chinese |
AFFILIATION: | U.A. High School |
POSITION/CLASS: | 1-A |
PHYSICAL APPEARANCE
HEIGHT: | 158.7 cm |
WEIGHT: | 51 kg |
HAIR COLOR | Pinkish-purple, but it can look blood red in some lightings. |
EYE COLOR: | Ice blue |
SKIN COLOR: | Tan |
BLOOD TYPE: | O- |
CHARACTERISTICS: | N/A |
FC NAME (SERIES): | Kyoko Sakura (Puella Magi Madoka Sakura) |
Shion is fairly short and slender, which sounds great, until you realize that she has to either use her quirk or climb up to reach the top shelf. As for the slender part, she has no complaint, since it allows opponents to underestimate her. Her arms are corded with muscles, and she may look skinny, but if she wants to throw you? She can and will. Of course, you probably won't be thrown very far, but the point still stands.
PERSONALITY
LIKES WritingDrawing The sound of rain Quiet | DISLIKES Arrogant peopleDisrespectful people Pity Bugs |
RUMOR/SECRET: | "She saw her friend die in front of them!" "Did . . . ohmygod, what if she killed her friend?!" "There was blood splattered on the side of her face from the gunshot!" |
Shion wants to be a the best hero in the goddamn world. It's not for fame, recognition, nothing like that (it is a selfish motivation but it's the only thing keeping her going). Shion wants to be a hero because heroes save, and she wants to save people, wants to make sure no one ever dies an early death ever again. She doesn't want to ever see another Sagiso again, doesn't want another child to have nightmares (it is selfish but only in her eyes).
Guns strike fear into Shion's heart (the phantom sensation of blood sliding down her face during breakdowns has become familiar). She remembers the sound of a loud bang, the horrible burning in her ear as the bullet shot through it, the smell oh god the smell---
Shion isn't fond of the outside. It just never called to her, never made her think "Oh, I'll spend some time out of the safety and comfort of my home!" The outside could be nice, it could be beautiful, but it also had bugs that would crawl onto you when you sat in the grass, it had mosquitoes, and spiders.
Shion's cat, Kuro, is one of the only things she considers dear to her. Loyalty, especially from Shion, is not to be squandered. She will raze down the world if it has harmed her friends; because then, in her eyes, the world is not worthy of being saved.
Being lonely and being alone are not the same; being alone is a state of being; loneliness is a state of mind. When you're alone you're forced to realize all the things you don't have, sure, but you're also forced to realize all the things about yourself that you couldn't when you spent your days memorizing someone else. Shion is lonely. She only has Kuro, and he's a cat. That can't be healthy for her state of mind. Shion is a person who likes to be alone; that doesn't mean she likes to be lonely. Am I making any sense? Probably not.
Shion is cold, indifferent, and also surprisingly charismatic when she puts in the effort. She doesn't back down when challenged, and can be unreasonably stubborn. When she thinks someone is being unreasonable, she will try to reason with them before scowling and getting mad. For example: someone is carelessly wielding knives, like they're just chopsticks or something; Unreasonable. Or when someone doesn't take care of their weapons, and it becomes unusable. Unreasonable.
When Shion gets mad, she goes still, either tensing or relaxing her body completely in an effort to not hit the person or thing that she's mad at. She gets mad a lot, but it takes legitimate effort for her to actually strike out and try to hurt you. But she can be nice sometimes, too, it's just she's overly paranoid about the fact that you might only be talking to her because you feel bad for her, because trauma.
Guns strike fear into Shion's heart (the phantom sensation of blood sliding down her face during breakdowns has become familiar). She remembers the sound of a loud bang, the horrible burning in her ear as the bullet shot through it, the smell oh god the smell---
Shion isn't fond of the outside. It just never called to her, never made her think "Oh, I'll spend some time out of the safety and comfort of my home!" The outside could be nice, it could be beautiful, but it also had bugs that would crawl onto you when you sat in the grass, it had mosquitoes, and spiders.
Shion's cat, Kuro, is one of the only things she considers dear to her. Loyalty, especially from Shion, is not to be squandered. She will raze down the world if it has harmed her friends; because then, in her eyes, the world is not worthy of being saved.
Being lonely and being alone are not the same; being alone is a state of being; loneliness is a state of mind. When you're alone you're forced to realize all the things you don't have, sure, but you're also forced to realize all the things about yourself that you couldn't when you spent your days memorizing someone else. Shion is lonely. She only has Kuro, and he's a cat. That can't be healthy for her state of mind. Shion is a person who likes to be alone; that doesn't mean she likes to be lonely. Am I making any sense? Probably not.
Shion is cold, indifferent, and also surprisingly charismatic when she puts in the effort. She doesn't back down when challenged, and can be unreasonably stubborn. When she thinks someone is being unreasonable, she will try to reason with them before scowling and getting mad. For example: someone is carelessly wielding knives, like they're just chopsticks or something; Unreasonable. Or when someone doesn't take care of their weapons, and it becomes unusable. Unreasonable.
When Shion gets mad, she goes still, either tensing or relaxing her body completely in an effort to not hit the person or thing that she's mad at. She gets mad a lot, but it takes legitimate effort for her to actually strike out and try to hurt you. But she can be nice sometimes, too, it's just she's overly paranoid about the fact that you might only be talking to her because you feel bad for her, because trauma.
BACKGROUND HISTORY
PLACE OF BIRTH: | Shanghai, China |
PARENTS: | Suisei (Father) and Taiyo (Mother) Hoshizora |
SIBLINGS: | None |
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: | None |
OTHER: | Yume Sagiso: Friend - (Deceased) Kuro: Pet - Black cat |
Today the police visited them to talk about their job and quirkless people and stuff. The police person was smiling brightly, talking and letting out little laughs when someone said something funny during his talk. Then he asked for a volunteer. He needed one, he said, for his next presentation.
Before Shion could raise her hand, bouncing in her seat excitedly, her best friend (almost like a sister) was called on. Sagiso-chan skipped up to the front of the classroom, grinning. She'd stuck out her tongue at Shion, happy that she'd been called.
They were friends solely because of Shion's hair color; Sagiso-chan had asked if she wanted to play, because they had the same hair and that must mean that they were destined to be friends. Shion had agreed bemusedly, and that was where their friendship had started.
(Shion loved her hair color)
Then chaos. The man grabbed Sagiso as soon as she was near. Sagiso was too afraid to make a sound. Her teacher, Tsubaki-sensei, started to raise his voice and scream, but the quirkless police person said, "If you scream or pull the alarm or anything like that, I"ll shoot! If you move I"ll shoot! Say sorry! Say sorry that you said that I could move up in the world! Say sorry for telling me that even though I was quirkless I could amount to something! Say it!"
Shion wondered if his throat was sore. Her teacher was saying it now, in soothing tones, but the police person just screamed about sincerity and lies, lies lies!
Fear coursed through her like lava in her veins, and she almost didn't notice the way her bones snapped and stretched and moved, the way her muscles ripped and reshaped her body, the itchy feeling of fur sprouting from her. Almost, because it hurt, but maybe she could use her quirk to save Sagiso-chan. Just like a hero.
She weaved through the students, none of them noticing her through their terror. She kept the bad person in her line of sight, eyes trained on the shiny metal bang-bang-dead thing. Her little kistune nose stung from the smell of gunpowder and metal (it was bad bad bad bad).
She was behind a row of students, eyes narrowed in concentration. A tail swished behind her. The number one hero, she thought to herself, pushing the illusion onto the bad person. There are many police and they want you to--
There was a bullet, she realized dimly, and a ringing in her ears. It hurt. It was shiny and metal and it'd gone straight through her best-friend-almost-sister's head. There was blood, too. It was spraying on the students but she got it all over her face. Some dripped down her chin.
She'd been detransforming (ow ow ow it hurt hurt hurt), tail finally gone and her ears had been the next thing to put back into her body but it didn't work because there was suddenly a big metal bullet lodged in her ear and it hurt. Then it was past and she was bleeding, and she had a hole in her ear but she didn't care, because---
Shion stared at Sagiso-chan, not comprehending what just happened. Her stubby little legs rushed her forward, stumbling over nothing in her haste. Her arms pushed away the adult’s legs, she needed to be there, she needed to get there----! Sagiso-chan wasn’t moving, there’s so much blood, why wasn’t she moving? The pin fell from Shion’s palm, and she dropped to her knees beside her friend. The hand that had clasped hers just a little while ago felt cold to the touch, the cake pin she’d gotten for Sagiso-chan splattered with blood.
Her fingers (pianists fingers, Sagiso-chan had called them even though neither of them knew what it meant) gently touched the still body’s cheek. Shion waited for her best friend to jump up and shout boo, but dull, unseeing eyes stared straight through her. She didn’t know what she was supposed to be feeling, because Sagiso wasn’t in the sky, she wasn’t. She couldn’t be. Her hands were shaking, she noted dully. Her entire body was shaking, actually, and she reached over to close her best friend’s eyes, because it was creeping her out and then maybe she would look like she was sleeping.
Then a police person walked over, and they were bad bad bad badbadbad--- Shion scrambled away, eyes wide with fear. The police people had made her friend like this, they were going to hurt her too, and she was going to stare at nothing, and go into the sky, and they were bad. But then again, if they did this, then maybe they could fix it? The police person was kneeling down, talking about their name, saying that she was safe, asking what happened, but Shion wasn’t paying attention.
“Can you fix Sagiso-chan?” she asked, cutting through the calm, comforting tone of the police officer. He stopped, appearing slightly startled. Then it melted into one of pity, and she didn’t want that, she wanted Sagiso fixed! He started talking, but she didn’t care. “You’re a police people! One of you did this! Fix it!”
She was shrieking now, voice wavering slightly. Then Tsubaki-sensei walked over and crouched down, a small, soothing smile on his face. “Don’t worry, Shion, the villain was just pretending to be a police officer. The police are good people, they’re safe people, and they’ll make sure you won’t get hurt.”
“Really?” she asked in a small voice, shifting closer to her teacher. He nodded, wrapping a blanket around the small child. Words that she didn’t---couldn’t---comprehend washed over her as she stood there. “But what about Sagiso-chan? Why is she so still?”
There was that pitying look again. She didn’t want that, she wanted Sagiso-chan fixed, and they were doing nothing. Pity didn't help anyone, it just made people feel bad and then everyone was moping around all sad-like. But then that word came up again, the one that had started this.
"Sagiso-chan can't be dead," she pushed Tsubaki-sensei away, horror twisting her features. The police officer looked away, something dancing across his face (pity, it was pity, and she didn't like that look, stop, make him look away). Sensei just put a hand on her shoulder, and he was opening his mouth to say something, but no, make it stop, stop him from talking stop stop stop---
"I want mama," Shion interrupted.
That night, she woke up screaming and shaking. He'd come for her, the police person who'd shot Sagiso-chan, and the gun, oh god the gun, she was going to die, she was going to go into the sky---
He was gone. She was safe. She wasn't going to die.
So then why could she feel death's breath on her neck?
It was days later when she realized that she was the reason Sagiso was dead. After all, if she hadn't made the guy see what wasn't there, then maybe he wouldn't've pulled the trigger. If she'd done it just a second later, or if she'd waited for the teacher to say something ---
That was the day she realized that she wasn't good enough.
Her parents pulled her out of therapy after a few weeks. Shion didn't know why. Was it because they thought she was cured? Was it because they thought it wasn't working? She didn't know, but whatever happened, she never got to another therapist, even after she begged and begged and begged.
(She would never know it was because it was costing too much and if they continued they wouldn't have even been able to eat twice a day)
((she would never know that the therapist had recommended a therapy animal instead))
They said no because she didn't scream when she woke up or didn't make too much noise, or something (she couldn't make a sound because then the bad person would see where she was and she would be dead dead dead---)
She still woke up with nightmares and a ringing in her ears.
It was one in the morning, and Shion had just woken up from her third nightmare of the night. She wasn't going to go to sleep again, and her parents hadn't given her sleeping pills, because she wasn't loud enough in her terror. The cup holding her hot chocolate started cracking. Hot chocolate wouldn't leave her. Hot chocolate was the only thing that got her to sleep.
It was another day. Another day where she went to school and was horribly, horribly alone (it wasn't being alone that scared her, it was loneliness), where people whispered behind her back about her. Where there was pity. Where she had almost daily breakdowns in the bathroom at lunch because she saw something that reminded her ofSagiso-chan Yume-san. Where she looked at her reflection and decided not good enough, where she gripped her fingers on the edges of the bathroom sinks to hear a crack from her fingers (they never break but she almost wishes they do).
No one else had been affected, and they were all moving on with their lives and what had she been doing wrong? There had to be something wrong with her because blood dripping down her face was more often now, something she was used to, and she could adjust but when she tried to scrub away the bright bright red it didn't come off it couldn't come off wouldn't come off and oh god why was it just staying there---
She has almost perfect grades, and that's the problem. There's that almost, that little bit that prevents her from being perfect. She was never enough, and she was never going to be enough. The cup in her hands cracked more.
"We got you a cat," tou-chan said, holding up the black ball of fluff. It was a therapy animal. Shion loved it immediately.
Kuro weaved around her legs, meowing as he saw the cup of hot chocolate in her hands. She sent him a stern look before caving and giving him some wet food. It was four in the morning, and that was okay, because summer break (it was awesome).
She was getting better. She could have three hours of sleep now, and her grades had all in the range of an A when school had let out. Kuro had been a great reminder that she wasn't back there.
She was getting better.
(Shion hated her hair color)
Before Shion could raise her hand, bouncing in her seat excitedly, her best friend (almost like a sister) was called on. Sagiso-chan skipped up to the front of the classroom, grinning. She'd stuck out her tongue at Shion, happy that she'd been called.
They were friends solely because of Shion's hair color; Sagiso-chan had asked if she wanted to play, because they had the same hair and that must mean that they were destined to be friends. Shion had agreed bemusedly, and that was where their friendship had started.
(Shion loved her hair color)
Then chaos. The man grabbed Sagiso as soon as she was near. Sagiso was too afraid to make a sound. Her teacher, Tsubaki-sensei, started to raise his voice and scream, but the quirkless police person said, "If you scream or pull the alarm or anything like that, I"ll shoot! If you move I"ll shoot! Say sorry! Say sorry that you said that I could move up in the world! Say sorry for telling me that even though I was quirkless I could amount to something! Say it!"
Shion wondered if his throat was sore. Her teacher was saying it now, in soothing tones, but the police person just screamed about sincerity and lies, lies lies!
Fear coursed through her like lava in her veins, and she almost didn't notice the way her bones snapped and stretched and moved, the way her muscles ripped and reshaped her body, the itchy feeling of fur sprouting from her. Almost, because it hurt, but maybe she could use her quirk to save Sagiso-chan. Just like a hero.
She weaved through the students, none of them noticing her through their terror. She kept the bad person in her line of sight, eyes trained on the shiny metal bang-bang-dead thing. Her little kistune nose stung from the smell of gunpowder and metal (it was bad bad bad bad).
She was behind a row of students, eyes narrowed in concentration. A tail swished behind her. The number one hero, she thought to herself, pushing the illusion onto the bad person. There are many police and they want you to--
There was a bullet, she realized dimly, and a ringing in her ears. It hurt. It was shiny and metal and it'd gone straight through her best-friend-almost-sister's head. There was blood, too. It was spraying on the students but she got it all over her face. Some dripped down her chin.
She'd been detransforming (ow ow ow it hurt hurt hurt), tail finally gone and her ears had been the next thing to put back into her body but it didn't work because there was suddenly a big metal bullet lodged in her ear and it hurt. Then it was past and she was bleeding, and she had a hole in her ear but she didn't care, because---
Shion stared at Sagiso-chan, not comprehending what just happened. Her stubby little legs rushed her forward, stumbling over nothing in her haste. Her arms pushed away the adult’s legs, she needed to be there, she needed to get there----! Sagiso-chan wasn’t moving, there’s so much blood, why wasn’t she moving? The pin fell from Shion’s palm, and she dropped to her knees beside her friend. The hand that had clasped hers just a little while ago felt cold to the touch, the cake pin she’d gotten for Sagiso-chan splattered with blood.
Her fingers (pianists fingers, Sagiso-chan had called them even though neither of them knew what it meant) gently touched the still body’s cheek. Shion waited for her best friend to jump up and shout boo, but dull, unseeing eyes stared straight through her. She didn’t know what she was supposed to be feeling, because Sagiso wasn’t in the sky, she wasn’t. She couldn’t be. Her hands were shaking, she noted dully. Her entire body was shaking, actually, and she reached over to close her best friend’s eyes, because it was creeping her out and then maybe she would look like she was sleeping.
Then a police person walked over, and they were bad bad bad badbadbad--- Shion scrambled away, eyes wide with fear. The police people had made her friend like this, they were going to hurt her too, and she was going to stare at nothing, and go into the sky, and they were bad. But then again, if they did this, then maybe they could fix it? The police person was kneeling down, talking about their name, saying that she was safe, asking what happened, but Shion wasn’t paying attention.
“Can you fix Sagiso-chan?” she asked, cutting through the calm, comforting tone of the police officer. He stopped, appearing slightly startled. Then it melted into one of pity, and she didn’t want that, she wanted Sagiso fixed! He started talking, but she didn’t care. “You’re a police people! One of you did this! Fix it!”
She was shrieking now, voice wavering slightly. Then Tsubaki-sensei walked over and crouched down, a small, soothing smile on his face. “Don’t worry, Shion, the villain was just pretending to be a police officer. The police are good people, they’re safe people, and they’ll make sure you won’t get hurt.”
“Really?” she asked in a small voice, shifting closer to her teacher. He nodded, wrapping a blanket around the small child. Words that she didn’t---couldn’t---comprehend washed over her as she stood there. “But what about Sagiso-chan? Why is she so still?”
There was that pitying look again. She didn’t want that, she wanted Sagiso-chan fixed, and they were doing nothing. Pity didn't help anyone, it just made people feel bad and then everyone was moping around all sad-like. But then that word came up again, the one that had started this.
"Sagiso-chan can't be dead," she pushed Tsubaki-sensei away, horror twisting her features. The police officer looked away, something dancing across his face (pity, it was pity, and she didn't like that look, stop, make him look away). Sensei just put a hand on her shoulder, and he was opening his mouth to say something, but no, make it stop, stop him from talking stop stop stop---
"I want mama," Shion interrupted.
That night, she woke up screaming and shaking. He'd come for her, the police person who'd shot Sagiso-chan, and the gun, oh god the gun, she was going to die, she was going to go into the sky---
He was gone. She was safe. She wasn't going to die.
So then why could she feel death's breath on her neck?
It was days later when she realized that she was the reason Sagiso was dead. After all, if she hadn't made the guy see what wasn't there, then maybe he wouldn't've pulled the trigger. If she'd done it just a second later, or if she'd waited for the teacher to say something ---
That was the day she realized that she wasn't good enough.
Her parents pulled her out of therapy after a few weeks. Shion didn't know why. Was it because they thought she was cured? Was it because they thought it wasn't working? She didn't know, but whatever happened, she never got to another therapist, even after she begged and begged and begged.
(She would never know it was because it was costing too much and if they continued they wouldn't have even been able to eat twice a day)
((she would never know that the therapist had recommended a therapy animal instead))
They said no because she didn't scream when she woke up or didn't make too much noise, or something (she couldn't make a sound because then the bad person would see where she was and she would be dead dead dead---)
She still woke up with nightmares and a ringing in her ears.
It was one in the morning, and Shion had just woken up from her third nightmare of the night. She wasn't going to go to sleep again, and her parents hadn't given her sleeping pills, because she wasn't loud enough in her terror. The cup holding her hot chocolate started cracking. Hot chocolate wouldn't leave her. Hot chocolate was the only thing that got her to sleep.
It was another day. Another day where she went to school and was horribly, horribly alone (it wasn't being alone that scared her, it was loneliness), where people whispered behind her back about her. Where there was pity. Where she had almost daily breakdowns in the bathroom at lunch because she saw something that reminded her of
No one else had been affected, and they were all moving on with their lives and what had she been doing wrong? There had to be something wrong with her because blood dripping down her face was more often now, something she was used to, and she could adjust but when she tried to scrub away the bright bright red it didn't come off it couldn't come off wouldn't come off and oh god why was it just staying there---
She has almost perfect grades, and that's the problem. There's that almost, that little bit that prevents her from being perfect. She was never enough, and she was never going to be enough. The cup in her hands cracked more.
"We got you a cat," tou-chan said, holding up the black ball of fluff. It was a therapy animal. Shion loved it immediately.
Kuro weaved around her legs, meowing as he saw the cup of hot chocolate in her hands. She sent him a stern look before caving and giving him some wet food. It was four in the morning, and that was okay, because summer break (it was awesome).
She was getting better. She could have three hours of sleep now, and her grades had all in the range of an A when school had let out. Kuro had been a great reminder that she wasn't back there.
She was getting better.
(Shion hated her hair color)
THE ARMORY
She has a staff on her back, which she carries at all times. She has exactly thirteen caffeine pills in a bottle that she can pull out and pop into her mouth for an energy rush if needed, but it's very small and will be used up quickly. They are only used for emergencies. She also has an emergency pill that's a mix of sugar and caffeine that will send a rush of energy through her body; however, it's a last resort, and it could kill her. In another bottle, she has Tylenol. Tylenol is usually used to treat headaches and the such, so it doesn't do too much. It wears off after about four hours, according to Google. Now, why Tylenol? It's non-addictive and it takes away the pain just enough to make sure Shion isn't out of commision. She has six of these pills on her at all times.
QUIRK & SKILLS
Myth Transformation
TYPE: Transformation
RANK/LEVEL: C-
SUMMARY:
Myth Transformation gives you two mythological animals to transform into of your choosing. Once you choose these mythological beasts, you cannot transform into any other. Myth Transformation also allows you to transform your clothes with you, counting the clothes as a part of you.
You have to transform into a your standard/birth form first, before transforming into another mythical being. That means the user cannot transform from, say, a Katakirauwa into a Gashadokuro. They have to transform into the standard/birth form first.
It takes around three seconds to a minute and a half to transform, depending on the size, abilities, and shape of the creature.
If you're physically strong, then your transformations will also be strong.
KITSUNE:
NIAN
Last resort only! Risk of death!
KITSUNE
RANK/LEVEL: C-
SUMMARY:
Myth Transformation gives you two mythological animals to transform into of your choosing. Once you choose these mythological beasts, you cannot transform into any other. Myth Transformation also allows you to transform your clothes with you, counting the clothes as a part of you.
You have to transform into a your standard/birth form first, before transforming into another mythical being. That means the user cannot transform from, say, a Katakirauwa into a Gashadokuro. They have to transform into the standard/birth form first.
It takes around three seconds to a minute and a half to transform, depending on the size, abilities, and shape of the creature.
If you're physically strong, then your transformations will also be strong.
KITSUNE:
- Illusion
- The power "illusion" is exactly what it says on the tin; it gives you the power to make people see whatever you want.
- You can also make people hear and smell things that are not there.
- The illusions are not easily breakable, and are very convincing if you know how to use them (Shion...doesn't)
- This is also a part of "shapeshifting", since it's actually just putting a very strong illusion over yourself. More in the shapeshifting segment.
- Enhancement
- Again: it's literally what it says. It will enhance your strength, all of your five senses, your speed, literally everything physical.
- You will be thrice your usual physical body.
- How long does this last? Forever, because it's literally a part of a kitsune. You can't get rid of it; it's not an attack, it's just a bonus to the powers of the kitsune.
- Flight:
- There's nothing to say about this. The user puts fox fire on their paws, and they use it to fly in the air.
- The fire is made of pure energy, so this is a risky and draining move.
- Shapeshifting
- This is a very time consuming and energy draining move. It takes five minutes and most of the user's energy to transform into something else.
- Shapeshifting is just another form of illusion, albeit stronger. It is nearly impossible to see through it, and it has one aspect that Illusion doesn't: you can touch the illusion.
- Even the caster will be deceived by the illusion; however, they are willingly deceived into believing that they have actually turned into whatever they turned into.
NIAN
Last resort only! Risk of death!
- Immortal
- Of course, the user is not actually going to be immortal; they just have a regenerative power.
- They can heal wounds fairly quickly, and any big injury goes will be able to heal; however, it comes at the cost of her energy.
- The more life threatening the injury is, the more energy goes into healing it.
- The user's bones are extremely durable; they're like steel, but that doesn't mean they can't break.
- Immune to Weapons
- Basically, because of how tough the the skin of the Nian is, it makes weapons just...bounce off. However, blunt force can do the trick, if you've got 40,000 lbs of something lying where ever.
- Big
- Exactly what it says. The Nian is gigantic. A full grown one should be taller than Mt. Everest; however, that's only if you can survive to live for thousands upon thousands of years.
- Based on the human lifespan, the biggest a Nian could get to would be somewhere up to the Burj Khalifa.
- First of all, this quirk is age limited; for example, the kitsune. Kitsune are trickster spirits that can live for hundreds if not thousands of years. So if a teen Shion transforms into one, she will get a baby kitsune. By the time she's seventy, she will most likely get an adult kitsune..
- The energy taking is definitely a disadvantage, because it doesn't know when to stop. She can feel it draining her while she's transformed though, so she at least knows when she reaches her limit. The matter of if she turns back or not is a different matter. It can and will take more than she can give. There is a very big risk of death if she over does it.
- She can force herself to turn into the adult version of the mythical animal, but at the risk of either death or never turning into that mythical animal again.
- The pain is also something to get used to, although pain tolerance can build up over time. Her body is literally reshaping itself, there's no way that wouldn't hurt.
- She has to train herself to adjust to each new mythical animal's body, since she's really been in that body before, and has to relearn basic things like walking and trying to bite people in half.
KITSUNE
- Illusion
- Priests, monks, and others of faith may be able to see through a kitsune's illusions, and may be able to dissolve them.
- No touch factor
- It may be unstable if the user does not focus completely on the task of the illusion
- The user has to memorize the shape, taste, the way it flows/moves of whatever thing it is in order to make the illusion at least semi-predictable.
- Flight
- Takes up a lot of energy and is very hard to practice.
- Shapeshifting
- The user has to stay in the form for at least five minutes, so if they're two minutes into being transformed into a rabbit, they better run.
- May keep some trait that reveals their true form when shapeshifting; tail, shadow/reflection, and facial features being the most common
- Carelessness and/or drunkenness may reveal true form
- Other
- Kitsune have a fear/hatred of dogs
- Dogs can detect kitsune
- If you cut off all the tails of a kitsune, you can kill it
- Kitsune can be consumed by negative emotions easily to the point that it can lead to death, but this is very uncommon. The death of a close friend or something of the like could cause this.
- Scared of the color red
- It doesn't matter of the caster isn't scared of red; when they turn into a Nian, they will be scared by the color red.
- Loud Noises
- Loud noises like fireworks, gunshots, or someone's quirk (
Present Mic) will irritate you, and you will feel a need to go away; it doesn't matter if you can handle it, because you very much won't. - This is because Nian's have sensitive hearing, apparently. The internet could be wrong, but this is all I was able to find; Nian's are ancient terrifying creatures from China that decimated whole villages in a matter of seconds.
- Loud noises like fireworks, gunshots, or someone's quirk (
- Others
- The Nian is a last resort only type of thing; it will suck the user dry. It is an insanely powerful creature, and using may result in death. No, it will result in death unless you have endless energy reserves. Even then, it will be hard to be alive after.
- The Nian is only to be used in situations like Pompeii; horrible situations where if you don't do something, you actually will die.
STAFF FIGHTING
RANK/LEVEL: D+
SUMMARY:
Being dependent on your quirk can weigh you down in a battle, so Shion decided to start training to fight with staffs at the age of seven. Well, she mostly wanted to start because it looked cool, but very quickly realized just how useful it could be.
She can fight with anything from a stick (that can break very easily) to a proper bo-staff. This ability allows her to not show her quirk to people and incapacitate her with pain, while also maybe incapacitating the villain.
She's gotten good enough with a staff to defeat people with moderate training, and the staff/stick has enough endurance in it to withstand the force of her jabbing the end of it onto someone's chest and making them fall or stumble, depending on how resilient they are.
The staff/stick can also be used to push the back of one's knees in, so the villain will have to fall, and then she can smash his head into the ground. Basically, it's easy to use the weapon to manipulate the opponent's joints and make them fall to the ground.
She cannot use pipes. They are heavier than staffs/sticks, and the texture is too different for her to adjust to quickly. It would take maybe too long in a battle for her to adjust to it, and if she does try, she would end up making a fool of herself. If she tries to adapt to a pipe, then she's essentially abandoning her skills with staffs/sticks.
Shion
Shion | Eastern Daylight time | she/her
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