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Post by Hiku on Jul 8, 2018 15:33:40 GMT
Objective: Hero vs Villain
Hiku casually walked around central park, though not because he wanted to be. He was on patrol! After all, what else was the average newb hero good for besides the mundane saving of animals in trees and dealing with kids who stole? These were extremely evil acts, don't misunderstand him, but he craved some... variety in his work at least! There were so many cats one could save from the clutches of reprehensible foliage before it started to grow a tad... stale. In all seriousness, Hiku felt he was ready to fight... He HAD been ready to actually do his job for WEEKS now and so far, all he had been getting were all the E and maybe D rank missions. The amount of work he had to put into these jobs was like adding a drop to an ocean... effects completely unnoticeable... It wasn't like he had an over inflated ego or one that needed stroking constantly like... SOME students but he wanted a challenge ONCE in a while! Those WITHOUT ego could be content with simply picking up sticks and litter but him? He didn't join the Hero academy for typical non-powered community service!
Bah. It was degrading. More often these patrols amounted to one of two things: Nothing, or worse than nothing. What did the latter mean? It meant calling in someone more powerful than you because you were too to even help to sum it up in basic terms. Yeah, you got a nice little show to watch but he could've BEEN in that show! He could've done something but he was constantly held back by the wishes of his seniors! Like before, he did not have an ego... but things piled up. Namely frustration.
Of course, as was his nature, he wouldn't ever express this to his superiors. What good would it do for a youngling to go up to their professors and say "I'm better than this?" The most he'll get from that approach laughs abound and a noogie, the lot of them going into stories about their prideful childhoods. How did he know this? Because his parents did it and they were as heroic as anyone... perhaps more.
It was a neat little box he was trapped in, huh? Training for nothing until his overseers deemed it fit for him to move up to the next level when they had... oh... dozens more kids to look at as well? Ugh. There was no worse feeling than that you were working for nothing.
Whatever. At least it was a nice day. People were having fun, the sun was shining and he didn't even need to use his quirk to keep himself cool in his hoodie. He could almost forget the mind-numbing task he was given.
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Post by Mellow on Jul 9, 2018 17:51:30 GMT
Objective: Hero Vs Villain :format(webp)/cdn.vox-cdn.com/uploads/chorus_asset/file/4862957/BethesdaFountain_Article_12.0.jpg)
On a random park bench lies a young slumbering homeless man. At the crack of dawn he awakens, wiping the crust from his eyes and begins his intial movements of the day, which consisted of washing his face using water from the water fountain and pocketin handfuls of change thrown within it. In all it amounted to roughly ninety three cents...Not even enough to feed himself for the morning. Something had to be done. Twas a beautiful dawn of yesterday's tomorrow for the most part indeed. As the sun was beginning to gradually climb beyond the towering sky scrapers east of the city, more and more people began pouring into the streets and eventually arriving at Central Park. Could you blame them? It was a beautiful, sunny, seventy five degree day and there were always a variety of events taking place at one of the cities most prominent tourist attractions known as Central Park. Marrow assumed that it would only make sense if the people who were visiting the city weren't planning on walking around empty handed so his plan would be to rob a few helpless tourist to fill his pockets with a few hundred bucks and some valuable items. He figured it would be be easy, especially if his targets appeared to look more vulnerable than most like a female or a foreigner. During his scouting session, he noticed another young man. He seemed to be around the same age as him and although he appeared to be well kept, his attire wasn't what caught the villains attention. His constant presence seemed a bit to persistent to the point where it made him make a bit suspicious to Marrow. He kept circling around the general area as if he was watching over everything and patrolling the scene. He was presumably a hero in training , doing some petty duty for his school or agency. Marrow knew if he did anything to anyone that kid would be on it and reinforcements would arrive in no time. "Before any change can be made, the hero must be dealt with. " Marrow said to himself as he began to approach the hero prospect head on while altering his skeletal structure using his quirk. Without warning ,Marrow just started attacking the kid, starting with a straight left jab aiming for the kids right eye, followed by a right hook aiming for his opponents left cheek. Name: Wild Thornberry
Quirk: Divine Anatomy
Rank: D
Experience Points: 10
Type: Offensive
Range: Close
Damage: 1.5 Damage Increase to Bone Related Techniques or Free-Form (As Well Body) | 1.5 Damage Shaving to Bone Related Techniques & Free-Form (As Well Body)
Description: The user transforms their body to support the anatomy that is capable of sprouting, dislodging, and empowering the bone structure of the body. These bones, regardless of techniques use, are very durable and jagged enough to inflict damage. Naturally the anatomy features a passive replenish of any damaged or destroyed bones.
Note: The Technique Remains Active for the Rest of the Battle, Until Deactivated. |
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Post by Hiku on Jul 9, 2018 19:09:46 GMT
With how quiet the morning was, it was kinda hard to miss the guy walking right at him out of nowhere, giving Hiku plenty of time to prepare himself. He moved with purpose, intention, his eyes locked on the hero as his were on him. He stared at the oncoming dude with mild surprise and distaste, sensing something was up... How did he know this? Well who approached a random stranger in this day and age WITHOUT having nefarious motives? He had heard enough stories from his parents to know that villains were cowardly creatures and like to blend in with the populous for surprise attacks... Like spiders hiding in a den of flies. Hiku watched him carefully, his movements, his posture and his attention wasn't left unrewarded or unfounded! As the teen drew close, he suddenly lashed out with a wild punch towards the hero's face, one he swiftly ducked back out of range, though just barely as he felt the breeze of his knuckles touch his face as it came to a halt a mere inch in front of it! The hook was eve closer closer than that, the hooded hero taking another step back in time to negate most of the damage, though his knuckles did, in fact graze his cheek, leaving a tiny sore spot where they connected.
"Bro." Hiku addressed his attacker, his voice calm and cool despite just being attacked! His aggressor looked about his age... Maybe older with a more punk-like aesthetic to his outfit. With darker skin and uniquely dreaded hair, Hiku was surprised he didn't notice him sooner. Though... maybe not so much. He didn't look like much of a villain, more rebellious than anything else, like he was trying to make a statement. "What's up? Why're you attacking me?" Hiku raised a hand up to his left cheek, gently rubbing the sore-spot left by his punkish aggressor. With this assault, several of the park-goers had turned to face this way, drawn by the aggressive movements, their eyes widening with shock and some of them even reaching for their phones!
Hiku, meanwhile, danced around his fellow teen's hostile movements with as much grace as he was capable, his hands tucked passively into his hoodie pockets as he did so. He didn't want to meet violence with violence if that was at all possible. Seeing as he was the... uh... only apparent target of this wild slugger, the young hero wanted to try and reason with this guy first! Heck, he didn't even know if he had a quirk or not so... why try to use his own to hurt him?
"Look..." He sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. "If I owe you money or somehow screwed you over, I'm sorry, okay? You can stop trying to rearrange my face... I only got... like... one of those."
...Secretly, his quirk was at work, quietly blowing gusts of air in each direction he chose to dodge, pushing him in the direction he wished to dodge. If he DIDN'T do that... well... He might've been on the ground with an aching jaw and black eye!
Name: Tempest Warden
Quirk: Mutation
Quirk Level: Basic
Rank: D
Experience Points: Free
Type: Offensive/Defensive/Supplementary
Range: Self
Damage: +1 SPM Bonus to Projectile Speed or Movement Speed or Attack Speed. Choosing movement speed to barely dodge
WC: 522
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Post by Jojoclaw on Aug 30, 2018 14:22:33 GMT
Ϙ The Official Verdict
This thread has officially been voided due to insufficient requirements: A member has failed to do 1000 words thus this free roam is voided.
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