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Hero Studies Instructor
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PLAYED BY Normal Dude Pal Guy
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quirk Spectral Equipment Manifestation
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alias Armory
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Post by Ko Buki on May 7, 2019 0:25:01 GMT
It was unfortunate that Ko, having recently returned from a call far to Japan's north, was met with a somber atmosphere. Well, that wasn't necessarily fair - but the armored man had grown accustomed to sensing even the slightest shifts in overall mood in the school he had been roaming for so long. That said, it wouldn't take a sixth sense to deduce that the student body was feeling a bit down - and what affected first years had a 'reverse trickle' conundrum that crept up even to the third years. It certainly didn't help that one of the- "his" students were related to another injured in the attack. The original instructor was also on an uncertain period of leave following the massive investigation and damages propagated by even the (comparably) small bombings. Thus, he was assigned the role of Homeroom instructor. How quaint. He wouldn't complain about positions in which he could help serve and educate, but perhaps placing him at the helm of a classroom wasn't the... brightest idea. Homeroom was the most manageable, considering he wasn't truly expected to be teaching lessons on a day-to-day basis, but still.
The rhythmic *clank* of his steel plates was nothing but white noise - the man having grown so adjusted to it he nearly even forgot his armor made noise in the first place. That wasn't to say it was never on his mind - as Ko debated whether or not actually taking off his helm was warranted in a situation such as this... probably not. He wasn't the Heroics Instructor - there wasn't a necessity for forging a close and trusting bond with each individual. Glancing up at the emblazoned plaque to confirm that this was indeed the correct destination, his gauntleted hand smoothly and swiftly opened the door to reveal an empty classroom. Of course. He was... early. By half an hour, about.
Giving a half-hearted stretch, Ko sauntered over to the barren desk - trailing a finger on the desk and flicking away a thin rut of dust that had followed him. Was he supposed to place books, a lamp, and an apple on the desk? Was that something that high school teachers did? Perplexed, he avoided the question for now - setting about using the stub of chalk left for him to eloquently outline information on the board. A suitable blackboard had been installed via his request, as he felt far more comfortable with it over a whiteboard or a digital screen.
Upon said board sat a few things - his name, his new role as the homeroom teacher, and some miscellaneous information about the goings-on of the school. As he finished, the actual class time drew ever near. Nodding in satisfaction, he set the chalk aside and eased himself into the stock chair, awaiting the arrival of... his students.
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PLAYED BY OOC NAME
PLAYED BY Blue
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quirk Heavy Metal
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alias Metallica
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Post by Jon Lafayette on May 8, 2019 15:46:39 GMT
The fun thing about dreams, is, you’re never in control over them. You can pretend to lucid dream, shift facts around like you’re Neo in the Matric until things fit what you want them to be, but really, that’s just a lie to make your unconscious self feel better. The real truth is you have no control when they meld to nightmares. It’s always the taste, metallic and tinny, like a mouthful of pennies you’re drowning and gagging on. Followed by the solid and unyielding feeling of the road underneath them, the night sky overhead filled with a scattering of stars they didn’t normally see under the rise of light pollution. It was almost peaceful, quiet and maybe if they fell asleep, they wouldn’t have to deal with the rest. Close their eyes, block out the falling stars that left marks down their cheeks and let the darkness enfold them.
They could feel the slow press of the blade, real or made up, their mind didn’t seem to care, cutting through their clothes, piercing their skin with a slow, deep burn that felt like fire. It licked up their side in a searing heat that felt like it would boil them away in the agony. Their breath caught, the scream gurgling into nothing but a pitiful whimper as the air was forced out of them in too many holes. Breathing shouldn’t bubble like that, like sticky red fizz overflowing from a soda can. The blade was curved, growing wider with several nicks that caught and tore even more and there was nothing they could to stop the awful sounds, the sickening crunch of bone cleaved away, the soft, clean cut of flesh. They couldn’t move, couldn’t blink away from the sweet, candy pop eyes set in a ghostly pallor leering down at them, couldn’t unhear the tinkling, childlike laughter that haunted them.
Jon bolted upright, arm swinging uselessly in the air in front of them as they brought it up to protect their neck and head. Their night clothes clung uncomfortably to their body, soaked in perspiration and they heaved out a breath, sucking it back in a painful inhale that left them dizzy and nauseous. Sweat beaded along their brow, trailing down their temple, cheek and eventually jaw as they stared wide eyed over their arm into the yawning darkness of their dorm room. Their head pounded in time with their rapid heartbeat, the crawling bloom of aching coldness in their chest threatened to choke them and for a moment Jon swayed, debating if they could scramble for their trashcan. The moment passed and clarity dragged them fully into the waking world, recognizing the basic shapes of their desk and dresser in the dark.
The next lungful of air didn’t hurt as much, just felt like trying to breath with a length of barb wire around their throat. It did nothing to ease the wooliness of their head and they could taste pennies on their tongue when they wiped their mouth with the back of a hand. Jon was exhausted as they slumped a little, willing away the cold dread of the nightmare. They were also suddenly thirsty and grabbed for their water bottle beside them, shakily cursing when they knocked it over and it rolled out of their reach. Rubbing their forehead, they grumbled at how hot and sticky they felt, tugging roughly at the sheet that pooled in their lap, struggling briefly before ripping it completely off them. Swinging a leg over their bed, they leaned forward and focused on their breathing.
What time was it? They fumbled for their phone too, pressing the home button and groaned at both the time and the jarring brightness. It was way too early to be awake but like hell they were going to go back to bed. Looked like an early shower and some last minute work on their English assignment. Jon exhaled, the breath less shaky and more normal. They’d been doing better, it’d been the occasional nightmare here and there for a week, nothing they couldn’t handle on their own, then radio silence for the last couple. Catching a hand in their hair they tugged at the roots, letting the subtle pain refocus themself until the dread crawled further back into them and the static of their sleep deprived brain before it became little more than white noise.
First things first, they really needed a shower.
Jon had seen a lot of strange things in their time at UA and seeing a suit of armor sitting at the desk didn’t even break their top ten. They still startled, a minute flinch that ran through them as they rounded the corner of the open door, a testament to how the dredges of the nightmare clung to them. That and the amazing designer luggage that plagued their eyes in dark circles. They’d always been a bit of a rough sleeper, ploughing through most nights with a few hours of shut eye if they were lucky and then crashing for a solid night of rest. Not quite insomnia, but close enough.
“Uh…” Jon wasn’t coherent most mornings and they squinted at the suit of armor before glancing up at the overhead clock, still squinting to focus on the numbers. “Guess ‘m early.”
They re-shouldered their school bag, a keychain of a grinning frog hung off the side with a few buttons of their passing interests dotted the side. Their uniform was clean and pressed and curiously missing the tie that was suppose to accompany it, leaving the top few buttons undone to let their dark colored undershirt peek out. Beneath the heavy cuff of their pants, scuffed green converse sneakers poked out. They’d spent a long time in the shower contemplating life, breakfast choices and scrubbing the stink of fear sweat from their night time tango with a bad dream date with Psycho Cure. Afterwards they wasted more time in the cafeteria, pouring an energy drink they bought from the vending machine into their coffee. Parkour, they had muttered before shot gunning the entire thing. It’d been a good enough breakfast to stop by the nurses station, grab meds and wander off to class.
“Wow.” They quirked their mouth into a lopsided smile that became a little more pronounced when they had someone to bounce it off of. “That might actually be a first for me.” and yawned to prove it before giving a slow shake of their head as they finally stepped into the classroom. “Sup, teach. You’re new, diggin’ the retro vibe like whoa. Total classic.” Jon tossed a finger gun at the teacher as they traipsed toward their desk. “Don’t mind me, I’m gonna go check the texture of my desk with my face till the bell rings, but I’m totally here.” They gave a little wave of their hand over their head before dragging themselves to their desk, dropping heavily into their chair and leaned forward to squash their right cheek against the smooth surface.
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PLAYED BY OOC NAME
PLAYED BY Husbando Material
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quirk Ignition
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alias Heat
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Post by Yakedo Iatsu on May 8, 2019 16:28:26 GMT
[attr="class","fireparallax"] Now destiny's callin' out your name! So reply... So reply... AND IGNITE! The shrill ringing of tri-tones in a 2/4 pattern woke the blonde from a deep slumber - well, as deep a slumber as you can get from having been in bed for less than three hours. Violet eyes flung open as the world filled itself once more with light and colour, Yakedo was by definition "awake" but as the grogginess of coming from her nap hit she was by no means the definition of "aware". She pulled herself from the bed, the blankets falling back to the mattress in a heaping mess of fabric that she let be. Not like anyone came in her room anyway.
She grabbed moved to her closet, grabbing her uniform and sliding it on. She left the top couple of buttons open, "Ventilation for the girls", she chuckled to herself as she went back to grab her hairbrush, idly working on brushing out her hair as she worked on other details of preparation for the day. These details including things like brushing her teeth, light make-up to cover the bags under her eyes from not sleeping enough due to her extensive training last night and then a glance to her alarm clock. Well, fashionably late it is today.
She walked from her dorm room, conveniently located right by the door, and sauntered out with all the excitement one would expect of a person that did not like any time earlier than 11:00, unless of course that was 02:00 or 03:00 and they had not yet gone to bed. Those parts of the day? Those were her favourite. As she arrived into the school, she would walk in and go right to her desk. It didn't matter who else was there - others likely having arrived between her and Jon as she was, per usual, fashionably late.
She flopped into her desk and looked forward, "Ooo, new teach! Sup, Sensei?" [newclass=.fireparallax]background:url('https://ak6.picdn.net/shutterstock/videos/1014342566/thumb/1.jpg');background-size:2000px;background-attachment:fixed;background-repeat:no-repeat;background-position:center top;[/newclass]
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PLAYED BY OOC NAME
PLAYED BY Caramel
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quirk Tree
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alias Yggdrasil
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Post by Koji Tatsumi on May 8, 2019 19:16:13 GMT
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[break][break] So Koji arrived extra early to see the new homeroom teacher. He arrived at U.A. before the sun was even up. and the only lights on was the motion sensors ones which turned on as he moved. koji needed the bare minimum of sleep so it was a rather common sight to see the young tree studying out in the lounge area of the dorms late at night or in a dark classroom. He has scared the odd classmate this manner. He remembered when Yakedo almost set him on fire when he rounded the corner when she was getting a glass of something. But nevertheless Koji arrived to his class and took his seat and after a few minutes of not moving the lights turned off and now he was sitting in the dark classroom room as he waited for the new teacher and his classmates to arrive. [break][break] After nearly three hours of waiting motionless the lights suddenly turned on and Koji looked at the new arrival. Oh it must be the new sensei. He is what he wasn't expecting. 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PLAYED BY OOC NAME
PLAYED BY Dom
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quirk FIGHTING ABSORBENT
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alias King
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Post by Romi Moon on May 12, 2019 23:47:42 GMT
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Yet, when his overall grades began to wane it was the cause. Lateness.[break][break] His mother had not been impressed. He had been so stubborn about attending U.A., about becoming a hero, and yet his chances of seeing graduation were at risk not because he couldn’t get a grasp over his quirk or over math but because of a habit of smacking his snooze-button every-time it echoed before nine-a.m.[break][break] A hero couldn’t afford to turn up late to save the day, Romi understood that. However, in his defence, he’d never been a morning-person.[break][break] In an effort to keep him from further lecturing, detentions and remedial-lessons, Seo-Yeon – his “ second” mother – had told Sun-hee to make a habit of “ busting” into Romi’s dorm to wake him up by “ any means necessary.” An annoyance. Yet, it was proving effective.[break][break] Had that not been the case Romi would have likely missed that morning’s class too, still bundled up in his sheets and blanket, instead of trudging into the familiar classroom, a few steps ahead of his brother. Quiet and sleep-weary, Romi didn’t look like a mess that had just been dragged out of bed. Not a single crease marred his uniform, his crimson tie was straight, tidy. His vibrantly pink hair was brushed, styled, tied into a short ponytail, flaunting the numerous piercings in his ears. And no shadows darkened his brightly-blue eyes. Yet, his gaze was unfocused, unseeing, detached.[break][break] He was chewing without any enthusiasm to strawberry-jam-smeared-toast and didn’t acknowledge the armour-suited teacher with either his gaze or his words. He didn’t see him. Didn’t see Jon, Yakedo or Koji either. Only the sad visage that was his assigned desk, positioned in the very center of the classroom.[break][break] Dropping his leather-messenger-bag, Romi likewise dropped himself onto his seat. And, with his toast still caught between his teeth, barely eaten, he dropped his head.[break][break] THUNK [break][break] A thick echo from the force of impact, but Romi didn’t stir from that position. 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PLAYED BY EDGELORD
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quirk LIQUIDATE
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alias Deliquesce
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Post by Edelgard Koya on May 13, 2019 0:59:49 GMT
3-A Stands Ready tag: @...idunno words: 243. notes: nope. 'Late' was a word that Edelgard didn't like. Unfortunately for him, that's what he was. Unforgivably late on the first day with a new sensei!! How utterly irresponsible. Nevertheless, he made it as quick as can be be, appearing shortly after Jon did, he summarily marched up to the teacher's desk, noting his sensei's (Ko?) attire, but deciding to bow and apologize instead. "Forgive me, Armory-Sensei! There are no excuses for tardiness, so all I ask is that I am given a chance to prove that I am no slacker!" He straightened, and set off to his desk - second one down from the front and adjacent to the window. He was between somebody named Akira and another boy named Jon, who he could pick out due to his... fashion sense. He sat a tad nervously, adjusting his glasses and flashing a smile to his rear neighbor... before realizing he had fallen asleep. His smile morphed into a slight frown and Edelgard adjusted himself, glancing at his classmates - ranging from a pink-haired also sleepy person, to a yellow-haired girl with... distracting... parts. He quickly averted his gaze, cheeks not pink at all as he realized he had somehow passed over someone. Blinking, he took his glasses off and squinted - sure enough, the monstrously tall... thingy was seated back there. Edelgard titled his head, giving a small wave before turning to face forward once more. How odd! He'd have to talk to that student after class.
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PLAYED BY OOC NAME
PLAYED BY Gmot
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quirk RED LIGHTNING
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alias Sunstriker
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Post by Sun-hee Gung on May 13, 2019 1:19:38 GMT
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Trying to get Romi to wake the fuck up was a miracle in its own right.. Sun-hee had to get himself ready on top of making sure that Romi was awake and ready to head to class - his mother's words echoing in his ears, make sure Romi is up by whatever means necessary. If that means using his quirk to electrocute him slightly to wake up, well, so be it. [break][break] Still Sun was self-conscious about his appearance, and it took him a long time to make sure he looked just presentable. He spent several minutes in the mirror just making sure his chest looked flat - it did, by the way, under his binder and wife beater that he wore underneath his uniform. It took him several more minutes to style his hair, accessories, and pick out what earrings he wanted to wear. Still, by the time he was ready, Romi was still only half done. So, he waited, even when Jae had long since abandoned the pair in hopes to getting to class on time. [break][break] They made it, eventually. Sun followed Romi in, nodding to his classmates as he found his spot. Somehow, they made it before the bell ringed. They weren't the firsts to arrive either. "Morning guys," he said, he smiled. The morning didn't bother him like Romi and he was able to acknowledge the presence of his classmates. [break][break] He takes his seat. "So this is 3-A, huh?" Almost there, almost done. Sun thought to himself.
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seasons - the veer union
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hope this is alright!
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