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Post by Emi Ryoko Tachibana on Sept 26, 2020 18:16:06 GMT -4
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Post by Kirk Bluster on Sept 27, 2020 8:55:02 GMT -4
Kirks video was accompanied with the sound of his shoes against the pavement. The perspective was pretty much right in front of his face, as his shoulders bounced up and down.
"Heyo, dudes and dudettes! Super slugger here! One of the soon to be graduates of U.A! Felt like I had atleast bit of stuff to say about this subject! You know, why you wanted to be a hero and what not!" His gaze would seemingly look away from the phone for a moment. "One of those big ol' questions that everybody probably thinks about when they are coming to a school like this! Its kind of hilarious to think, how high some peoples expectations of what you need to want to be a hero is! Keep hearing things like 'Keep criminals at bay', 'wanna protect the world', wanna make the system more applicable to everyone!" A slight grin grew on his face. "Then they like, look at me asking the same thing and I go 'Well, my grandpa recommended it!' And soon the rooms just chuckling!" Kirk chuckled himself.
"But I guess that's my point! I did it at first, so I could make my grandpa proud of me! Nothing much deeper than that!" He seemingly stopped, casual ticking of the road lights sounding in the background. "But, over time, my opinion on it changed a plenty! Started seeing you know, folks actually like coming up to me for advice on how to do some stuff! Folks actually recognizing me from tv! People outright talking how swell dude I am, and just seeing all these popularity polls include me on them!" He started running over the street. "And each time I just feel this big ol swell in my gut! Couldn't feel better in any other way except like winning some good balanced sports match!"
A big smile was on his ways, as the jogging continued. "I think that's the main thing that made me think about it differently! Now, I want to become a hero for a bit larger reason! A very BRO reason, if you will!" He flexed a little in the background. "I wanna become the sort of person, who people can look at and go 'Man, that dude is swell!' I want folks to see me, and immediately feel like there is no worry in the word, cause SUPER SLUGGER is here! And in the end, nothing would make me prouder, than seeing a guy or gal go 'Super Slugger is the sort of hero I wanna be', hehe!" He shook his head a little. "It's ballsy, that's for sure! But hey! A guy can atleast try and achieve something like that! I don't need to concentrate on politics or something, just on improving myself! And I think that's what my sort of heroism would be about!" He lifted his thumb in a thumbs up, as the video ended.
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Post by Tetsuko Shindou on Sept 30, 2020 19:25:06 GMT -4
The Weight of my pride
do i really need that?
"Is it started? I'm in frame, right?"
Tetsuko's video, as sent to Emi, began with this confirmation. Given the silver-haired girl's contented look, it was clear she got some sort of off-screen affirmation. The swordswoman was captured in her school uniform, kneeling respectfully in the room of some quaint little apartment, clearly not her own dorm. Straightening herself up, she began.
"Well, hello everyone. As you might know, my name is Tetsuko Shindou, 3rd Year at U.A. A graduate, in a few short months from now. But, today, I'm here to contribute to Emi-san's project." A brief, slightly awkward pause. "It's a pretty common question to hear. 'Why did you want to become a Hero?'. Practically in the handbook for things you ask a schoolmate when you first meet them. I've asked it a lot myself, and been asked plenty too. I've heard a lot of interesting, varied answers, but I've never really fully explained my own, so I'm glad to get the chance to do that, and hope it might put into perspective the challenges we face, and how different we all are."
Her eyes glanced away, not to the camera, but something just passed it, before refocusing. "I'm sure it's no secret that I take a great deal of pride in my swordsmanship, and that that pride comes from my family. In particular, my Mother. Watching her perform kata was always something that amazed me as a kid... Even though she's not quite as capable anymore, due to injury. So I wanted to do things that would make her, that would make my family, proud. That would honor them, that would show everyone what my family could do. And, in some cases, do the things my Mother never got the chance to do." She had began smiling slightly, before gulping down a bit. "But, in that sense, it was also because of a feeling of duty. A feeling of... Something I had to do. And I still feel that, but not in the same way."
A moment to compose herself, before continuing. "So, that's why I went to U.A. It was partially my family's recommendation, but I though it was the best stage to show my family pride. And, naturally, I went through a lot of struggles there. A lot of successes, a lot of failures, way too much to get into. What's important, though, is that I learned some harsh lessons." A smile returned. "I learned that you can dedicate yourself too much to something, to the detriment of those around you. I've learned that, sometimes, what's best for your family, or for those you feel you owe something to, isn't what's best for everyone else. I've learned that, no matter how good my swordsmanship is, fighting won't solve everything. And, most importantly, I've learned that pride isn't everything... That sometimes you have to swallow that pride, and accept that you can't - and shouldn't - do everything by yourself. That last one was a pretty painful lesson." Despite her words, she gave a small chuckle.
"So, I'd say my reasons for wanting to be a Hero have changed. Because, despite everything I still owe to my family... I don't want to just fight for them anymore. Because it's not just them I owe something to. It's to all the people who have, in some way or another, given me the strength to learn these lessons. For their sake, for everyone's sake, I want to give that strength back to other people. To... Everyone. And not just by fighting. By inspiring, by standing tall, and telling people 'you don't have to do it alone. Let me bear some of that weight.'" Her smile was confident, and ironically, proud.
"I think... That's the most important part of being a Hero. No matter what your reason is, if you understand, or come to understand... That people are strongest when they're together, then you'll make a fine Hero. Or, at least, that's my takeaway." Her speech wasn't greatly paced, but, she was happy with how it had gone, evidently.
"That's all I have to say. Thanks for listening. As said, my name is Tetsuko Shindou... But my Hero name is Steelheart."
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Post by Yumi Tasukai on Oct 1, 2020 4:30:13 GMT -4
"No Kai the green butt-... what do you mean there's no green button? Ugh c'mere-"
The camera shifted harshly as it was brought across the room a little haphazardly, giving Emi a nice view of the carpet before she likely cropped this part out to make it vlog worthy. There was some idle muttering between the two girls in the room and brief flashes of their faces, a redhead and a blonde, the former being the focus of the days little home video. Yumi had wanted to play a part in helping Emi with her vlog stuff and with some help from Kai managed to get an actual camera for it... which neither of them seemed to know how to properly use. Much easier in Yumi's eyes to turn on a webcam but she wanted to make an effort. Eventually the two muttering girls seemed to figure out it was actually working, and some hushed whispers had Kai rushing back to put the camera on the stand again, giving a thumbs up that just barely made it on screen past the edge of the camera, Yumi idly fixing her ponytail a bit as she sat on her livingroom couch, wearing a casual shirt with a logo from one of the latest anime and some even more casual cargo shorts.
"Okay it's definitely working? Have you zoomed in?" She did now and Kai confirmed with a silent nod. "Okay cool. So..."
She took a deep breath and put on her best smile as she officially started the video.
"Well, hello to Emi, and her fans. As the call came out to see what key moment in our lives had us all become heroes i thought I'd offer my own two cents on the matter... because I think it can be important. I dunno what everyone else is gonna submit but I hope my take is at least a little unique. The truth is, I never even thought about being a hero before coming to UA. It wasn't something my friends suggested, or even my family thought about. If anything I think my friends back then would have honestly thought I'd make a terrible hero with my quirk in the state it was. The truth is I came to UA because I wanted to control my quirk. I didn't want to be a hero I just... wanted to be less of a danger I guess..."
She gave a light, self depricating chuckle before lifting her head again with another slow breath. "I do want to be one now though, let's make that clear. The question I guess though is WHEN did I decide that. When did I decide I wanted to be a hero and not just less of a mess? Well... it was gradual, but if I had to pick a moment i think it was when I was fighting a classmate of mine in a sparring lesson. He dosn't really go here anymore, but his name was Darren. He was a pretty cool guy, he always worked hard and, it was that dedication, that drive that made me change my mind."
She thought for a second before holding a warmer smile. "I can't tell you what his motivation was, or heck, what most of my classmates think of becoming a hero, but I know for sure my classmates are my key motivation. Of course, saving lives, taking down villains, that won't ever NOT be important but... I saw how all my classmates worked, trained, dedicated themselves to this choice of profession, their training, their development. They were what made me realize I wanted to be a part of that. I wanted that passion... sure, it may have leaked into my other goals, but we're not here to talk about those. At the end of the day I saw the fire in my classmates and I thought, if I was gonna be here, working on my quirk anyway... why not give being a hero a shot? I put my head down, I put in the REAL work. Sure there are still some hurdles, I don't think I'll ever be great on a rescue mission or disaster relief but... if I can play any part in this next generation of heroes? That's where I wanna be. Standing alongside such passionate, caring people, protecting civilians, politicians, heck even the odd criminal from something even more unjust-"
"You're still sending those guys to jail right?" Kai accidentally added in behind the camera, making Yumi giggle as she realized and slapped hands over her mouth.
"Yeah Kai criminals need to pay but I mean like... just cause someone's done something wrong dosn't mean they deserve to die at the hand of a greater evil. There's a system in place, and I wanna work for that system, with that system... and I wanna do it the right way. That's why I'm becoming a hero."
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Post by Jasmine Noir on Oct 1, 2020 6:49:09 GMT -4
"Aight, Jaz, you're good to go!"
The camera buzzed to life, a brief flash illuminating Jasmine's eyes to make them seem a dim purple. With what looked like quite an expensive pair of headphones atop her head, the third year offered the camera a toothy grin as she stood in front of a studio microphone. It was difficult to make out anything other than that, the space she was in enshrouded in darkness. Honestly if it wasn't for the camera's light you'd barely recognize her, especially with how she looked nowadays.
She took hold of the mic stand and pulled it closer towards her face. "Yo," she said with a quick two finger salute at the camera, the quality of her voice sounding quite fitting giving the gear she was using. "Jasmine Noir. Hero course student. 3-A. Might be better known as Caldera. Figured I'd chime in on this. Oh, and if y'all wondering what's all this-" she pointed to the headphones and the mic, a cheeky grin quickly painting her features, "-then, well, that's gonna be a surprise coming soon. Stay tuned! Heh, sorry for the shameless plug, Emi. Gonna need to talk to you about something later!"
"So this ain't a question I haven't been asked before and it definitely ain't something I haven't mused over up and down in the past couple of years," she began, a short chuckle accompanying her words. "As some of you might know, I'm from overseas. New York, to be exact, and as some more of you may know things haven't exactly been all sunshine and rainbows over there. Bless Congressman Rossi and Governor Taylor, by the way. Finally someone's making some real progress over there."
"Anyway, without getting too political, here's some TL;DR backstory for ya. Only child. Orphaned at a young age. Lived in a lower class and stupidly anti-quirk part of town. Wasn't fun. So when I originally got scouted by U.A., my goal coming here was to learn as much as I could from the Japanese program and to grow stronger as a person so I could come back home and share my knowledge and experiences to help out up and coming Heroes. That was really the only real end game goal or reason or whatever you'd like to call it I had in mind at the time. Clean up the streets of New York and make it a better place to live for everyone, quirkers and non quirkers alike, y'know?"
"Lately, though, like... during the last year? I've started thinking bigger. More along the lines of what I think a real hero ought to be." Jasmine seemed to have taken up a more thoughtful expression, her eyes staring at something off in the distance as she recalled a series of memories that forced a small smile onto her features. "As compared to my life in NYC, U.A. has been... more normal than anything I ever experienced before. Gave me the opportunity to feel like an actual teenager, as funny as that sounds. School. Friends. Love. Drama... that whole shebang you read about in whatever the overhyped New York Times Bestseller is every other week. I... kinda got comfortable, I guess?" A snort left her. "Far too comfortable. Ended up considering just backing out of the whole Hero gig altogether and settle for a peaceful life somewhere out in the boonies, honestly. Build a life of my own, y'know? Maybe start a family. Just be ignorant to the whole world and the issues that it has and settle down with a wife, a dog, some cats and a red picket fence."
"But then it hit me," her blue eyes turned to the camera again. "That ain't me."
"I think about all the crap some kids have to go through because of inequality or because some moron decided using his quirk to hurt others for whatever selfish reason is a great idea and it just..." A small scowl. "It grinds my gears. So damn much. Especially when I know I can actually do something about it."
"I feel like... when you have the strength that I do, a strength that helps you make a difference, but you just sit on your ass when something bad happens? It happens because of you," She shrugged, "So honestly I guess it all comes down to a sense of responsibility. To wanting to make a difference. To do that, I need to work. Every. Single. Day. To grow. To become stronger. Faster. Smarter. Just... better," her words were accompanied by a slightly nervous chuckle. "I've heard a couple of my friends calling me obsessive, among other things."
"In which case, that's pretty much my reason for wanting to be a hero. Responsibility and the drive to make a difference. To help people feel a little safer and to make sure the future generation don't have as tough a time as I did growing up."
A soft sigh left Jasmine's lips as she quieted down for the briefest of moments. Her eyes closed as she nodded. Yeah, that about summed it up. "Anywho, sorry. This ended up being a lil drawn out but if you made it to the end - thanks for listening! Hope this gave you something to think about."
Another smile painted her lips. Confident. Warm. Strong. "Keep your ears open, though. Caldera's 'bout to be a name you're gonna hear a lot pretty soon."
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Post by Saito Yamada on Oct 1, 2020 11:39:41 GMT -4
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『As the camera shudders and the recording begins, you can see both Saito and the sky and the top of a purple awning behind his head. There’s soft sizzling coming from somewhere and the ambient chatter of humans everywhere. A pair of light blue eyes scan the camera before Saito leans forward, revealing part of a circular, metal table. He rests his chin in a hand and tugs a dark red lollipop from his mouth. “I’ve been thinking a lot about this, actually.” His gaze diverts from the watcher, idly eyeing something off camera. “It was… I dunno. Four years ago now? Thirteen years old. After some uhh, years of therapy, trouble in school, ya know-” With the lollipop held like a lit cigarette, he lifts and sips from a coffee cup. “Usual stuff. I was watching tv, some stupid show, when my mother walks in, joins me and turns on the news. Now she worked a lot back then so she had rights to the tv whenever she wanted to watch. I didn’t mind. On the news was U.A. Or, I guess, the announcement of what U.A was supposed to be. The world was still reeling from the vigilante pardons and I remember seeing protest after protest on tv, saying quirkers don’t need to be trained to fight crime. People were afraid they’d be militarising kids. Or creating some shadowy secret quirker police - it was weird to see as a kid. You still see it nowadays.”
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Like drawing from a cigarette, Saito took a moment to think with the lollipop in his mouth. He took another sip of coffee before taking it out again. “Anyways, the idea of U.A stuck with me for a little while. Mentioned it to my mother and my therapist at the time; they were both a little hesitant when I suggested getting involved in the school. For obvious reasons.” An airy chuckle breaks up the thought. “But I meant it, ya know? I wanted to go. ‘Hero’ was a rarely thrown-around word back then. Just comic book idealist stuff. Can argue that’s still all a hero is. Just an ideal - a comic book character; a cosplayer with super powers. I thought it would be cool to be one. Who wouldn’t? So I buckled down for once in my life. Studied hard, exercised hard. I tried. Ya see, effort and me don’t get along. Trying hard isn’t something I do. So this is how my mama knew it was something special. That it meant something to her little boy. Before that and- well- after that too-... I just kinda coast by and, after getting accepted into U.A somewhat into its first year, that's just how I’ve been living.” Saito finished his coffee and set it down.
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“All the inspiration, motivation, drive. It all got sucked out. School’s draining, I wasn’t all that good at it - I could do the physical stuff just fine, but the academics were a little above my glass ceiling if you catch my drift. I just lost the way and never found it again. I wasn’t like others; my quirk wasn’t something that could be used to save lives; I didn’t like fighting; wasn’t interested in ‘advancing the law’. Really I don’t know why they’ve kept me for as long as they have. Don’t get me wrong, I kinda know what to do with all the money they’ve spent teaching me and training me. Might become a mountain hermit. But I don’t think I’ve ever been hero material.” There’s a moment, dear viewer, that the satisfied smirk and relaxed impression on Saito’s face waned. But it repaired itself like a teacup smashing in reverse. “So, besides a childish want to be cool, I don’t think I ever made a choice. I don’t regret it, not in the slightest, though. I’m sure I’ll find a way before long. So uh. Yeah. Sorry if this isn’t what you were expecting? Emi?” Saito chuckled at the camera, lifting the phone from the cafe table. He was alone at this table outside this cafe. “Ah well, I’ll see you later.” With a stupid wink, he crushed his lollipop with a big bite and ended the recording.』
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Post by Chloe Crawford on Oct 1, 2020 13:38:04 GMT -4
Fancy us meeting like this~? ❝ “Hello there everyone, this is "White Wind" here~” A smile on her face and a sense of excitement in her heart as she camera whirred to life and showed the world the image of Chloe Crawford in her room dressed in her full hero gear, though she was glad to have the mask which guarded her eyes in order to hide the sense of nervousness she felt inside her, the costumed cutie beamed as best she could as she looked toward audience that waited for her and hoped that her sense of enthusiasm would outshine any anxiety she felt. “It's nice to meet all of you, and I'd like to thank the lovely Miss Halo for giving us the chance to get together like this~?” Perhaps not feeling the most comfortable in her current get up or the feeling like she was the most recognisable face among the folk who could be presented for this event either, the emerald lensed enchantress hoped that by engaging with something like this she might be able to change that a little, and boost her own confidence as she did so. And hell, in the case of the latter, she already felt a little bit more fun. “I'd been looking for a chance to show my stuff as it were, and this felt like the perfect chance to finally debut all of this properly~” Often one to get wrapped up in a sense of festivity and this no different, now that she had finally managed to get her very own costume to perform her duties you can better believe a part of her wanted the world to see her like this, and because of that Miss Crawford couldn't help but spring back from the chair she had been sitting in and bounce on her toes before showing all her snowy and sprig splendour to anyone who wanted to watch her. “What do you think~? Hopefully the wait was worth it~?” Giggling and only feeling her face burn just a little bit as she spun on the spot and lifted her arms to let the tri-piece mantel she wore really whip and sail around like a windmill or something as she gave a full demonstration of herself, though she felt rather goofy doing such a thing the young woman also guessed that if she shook off her silliness now she would do well later, which was useful. After all, despite her current blended giddiness she had something important she wished to say. “Anyway, as to the question itself, 'when did you first realize you wanted to be a hero', honestly I'm not totally sure~? I suppose I've never been the type who can watch someone struggling or suffering and not want to intervene, so always I suppose in a way?” Seeing those videos which had popped up before her own and feeling encouraged by each and every one of those intrepid individuals, Chloe smiled as she turned the query of the day over in her head and found herself thinking of so very many things, though none seemed to answer it perfectly. Most significantly recalling that day back when she was nought by a wee lass and had flung some bullies across the classroom in order to protect the poor little thing they had been picking on, in some ways she suspected that was probably the beginning of her story as a heroine but at the same time she hadn't known it then, and as such it didn't feel quite right to justify or share in detail either. After all, perhaps the lad it involved might not want such a torrid tale dragging up for the world to see? “Though if you want a specific date, I'd say it was about three summers ago now? I was at my old school, and someone told me there about the Valiant Academy, and how the people there were training to do good with their powers, like policemen or firefighters? And I thought to myself… 'I've got a nice power, I could do something with it, right'?” Instead opting to voice the more direct issue of when she had chosen to pursue this route in a more direct and rational manner, she could well recall a warm day when one of her friends back at Hightower had spoken of this strange school where people were supposed to be learning to use their magical powers for the betterment of the people, and found herself a little misty eyed as she did so. “So I applied, and I got in, and eventually I ended up transferring to UA from there to broaden my experience~? It's not the most inspiring story, I know, but… I think it's important to share?” All these details feeling like little nuggets that built to the woman she was today, though she doubted her rationale or the tragedy in her life could compare to what others in the same position as she had been through, it felt like big or small the reason didn't matter but what one did about it was important. Right now it was the destination, not the journey which took precedence. “Like Caldera before me, I think everyone needs to do their part in standing up against inequality and injustice? Whether that means putting on a cape and fighting bad guys or just standing tall and saying 'me too', I think both are equally brave?” Nodding as she acknowledged the feisty sense of wisdom which she had seen in a video that had popped up before her, while Miss Crawford didn't exactly condone the idea that everyone with a quirk should join together into some form of superpowered army to make the world right there was a sense of community in the notion, and that felt like what the world needed. It needed to know that the people who possessed these powers were exactly that; people. Not weapons to be honed or villains to be made, but average joes who had the fortune or misfortune to be born that little bit different, but not enough that any amount of dehumanization should be inflicted upon them. “So… Here I am, standing tall! And I hope I can get more people to stand with me as well by doing so? Big or small, young or old. Just stand up for you, and the people around you, no matter how you do it?” Because of that the young woman lifting her hands to her ears and popping the clasp which kept her jutting face plate snug on her brow on nose, afterward Chloe plucked the whole thing from her face in a move which was probably a little daring given the discretion with which she and her fellows were meant to preserve their identity, but the necessity of the moment seemed to supersede that issue entirely. “There are a world full of people out there who need you, and you're never alone! We're all here for you!” For far too long heroes and quirkers alike seeming to be treated like they were numbers on a graph and kept aside from humanity, idealist that she was the bubbly brunette wanted the world to know that those who wore outfits like this or did not alike were just as 'normal' as anyone else, and she hoped that by using this gesture she could help with that. 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16 Years
Male
"Instinct"
Student-Rank Quirk:
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Post by Chimera on Oct 1, 2020 13:41:00 GMT -4
660 WC we all want a change | With a click and a small whirr the phone's camera started recording. Wherever Chimera was was bright and sunny, somewhere on the skyline of Musutafu, and he was in his spring U.A uniform--when one had fur, one didn't really need to worry about sleeves in autumn--with the tie slightly loose and first button undone. He was holding the phone out himself so that he was mostly center frame but the background was still visible. In landscape mode, of course, because only heathens and vloggers filmed in portrait, neither of which he was. He waved with his free hand, smiling in a way that didn't show his teeth.
"So this is either the second or third time I'm on this channel, depending on when it goes live, so I guess this is a re-introduction? Technically?" He snickered softly and shrugged. "If you recognize me then hi again, if not, then hi, my name is Chimera. Yes, my actual name. Got it on my education visa and everything. My Pro Hero name will be Instinct. I'm seventeen years old, a mutation-class Quirker, and I'm in the graduating class at U.A.""To be honest, I believe I've already explained why I wanted to be a hero on this channel." Chimera adjusted the camera to put him more in center frame, though his horns hut out ever so slightly on either side all the same. He smiled a little more and his canines were just visible, but only just. "But I've got more than just those reasons now. I said back then that I wanted to become a hero because of what I look like--as such an extreme mutation quirker, I wanted to show people that those who look like me aren't monsters just because of what we look like. I wanted to show that we're still people, still human, but now..." His red eyes trailed to the side, then focused back on the lens with a harder, more serious look. His smile didn't waver. "Now I want to become a hero not to show I'm still a person, show the other people who are like me, who are different, that we can be so much more than that. We can become heroes, we can become life-savers, we can be anything. And I know it won't be easy.""There's so much about the world right now that isn't for us, that isn't equal. From little things like game controllers that don't fit our paws, to bigger things like transportation sizes, or even medical differences with our biology. We want as much of a life as everyone else has. As a hero I want to advocate for change. I want to raise awareness. I want to help made things fairer for all kinds of Quirkers--not just mutations like myself--and start making changes.""That's to me what being a hero is, what being brave is: fighting to do good and make the world better for everyone. Even if it won't be easy, even if it's scary, even if there's a world of people out there who aren't ready. I want to help them to become ready, one way or another, and I want to help those who are. I want to protect and I want to enlighten and I want to help the world change."
With clear, bright eyes and an even brighter smile he thumbed to his own chest. Then after a moment he slackened a little, and stuck out his tongue in a self-mocking but still cheerful way. "Maybe that's all incredibly naive and idealistic of me, but hey, I'm going to become an honest-to-God superhero in a matter of months, so don't tell me what is or isn't possible in my lifetime! This is future Pro Hero Instinct, hoping for a better future, and that this video came out well because this is the first time I've filmed myself for so long. See ya!"
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21 Years
Female
"Aurum Arachne"
Hero-Rank Quirk:
Spider Head
Pro Hero
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Post by Kumoko Joro on Oct 1, 2020 14:47:48 GMT -4
"Alright, Kumoko. The camera is ready. Recording will begin in five seconds."
Seated on her bed with her robot companion getting ready to start the recording, Kumoko felt a bit nervous. She knew what she wanted to say. It was just a matter of getting the words out and not making it too obvious that she was nervous. It's gonna be alright. I can do this. Taking a deep breath, Kumoko calmed herself before facing the camera. It was now time to speak.
"Hello, everyone!" Kumoko smiled, waving a bit at the camera. "I am Kumoko Joro. My hero name is Aurum Arachne. Before getting started, I would like to thank both Emi-san for giving me the opportunity to do this, as well as all of you watching this. I appreciate it very much!" With that, the spider-headed girl made a short bow before continuing.
"With introductions done, it's time I answered Emi's question. When did I first realize that I wanted to become a Hero? Well, I suppose a Support Hero in my case. Well, it started with a certain incident that happened two years ago at Tokyo Park." It's been two years since then. Time sure flies! Kumoko could remember it like it was only yesterday.
"I was visiting the park, just trying to keep to myself and minding my own business. Some awesome music was playing. I went over and saw these two guys. One was jamming on his bass, and the other played a ukulele. It was pretty incredible, actually!" But no time to dwell on that. Best to keep the story moving. "Anyway, then two random thugs show up, both armed with weapons. It was clear that they were trouble. They began to harass and attack me. For no other reason than because I was born with a spider for a head." A brief pause as the spider girl remembered how scared and upset she had felt.
But then she smiled. "But then those two playing music earlier? They came to my rescue. They fended off those quirkist thugs when there was no one else around to come save me. Those two have my eternal gratitude for the kindness and bravery they have shown me that day." Yes, it was a shame that Kumoko could not give those two guys a warm shout out. Very much not a good idea. After all, the rest of the world saw the two as vigilantes, lawbreakers, people whose actions should be condemned. But Kumoko didn't see it that way. To her, those two were heroes, in the truest sense of the word.
"A while later, I ended up in a similar situation. Attacked by quirkists just for being me. Heh, I sure am a magnet for trouble, huh?" A brief chuckle before continuing. "Only this time, there was a hero there to come to my rescue. Army of One. She too has my eternal gratitude for helping me that day." Kumoko bowed politely. She wondered if the spider heroine would ever see this video.
"Their actions had a profound effect on me from that moment on. They inspired me. Two strangers, two people that had nothing to do with what was going on. They could have just ignored it. They could have ran away like everyone else at the park did. But no, they stepped in to protect me, and not out of personal gain or to show off their strength. They stepped in to protect me when no one else could, because it was just the right thing to do.
"And Army of One, also coming to save me because it was the right thing to do. Well it's also her job, but she personally made sure I was safe and checked to see if I was alright. She didn't have to do that. She could have just immediately left as soon as I was out of danger. But no, Army of One went above and beyond to ensure my safety, and for that I can't thank her enough."
Kumoko did not want to drag this on for too long, so she moved on. "So what's the point of all this? Why recount the two times that I was a victim of quirkism and violence? It made me realize that anyone has the power to do the right thing. Anyone can become a hero. It doesn't matter what your quirk is or if you even have one or not. All it takes is a kind heart and a desire to help others. Anyone can choose to do good in the world."
Another short pause. Kumoko spoke again, but this time in a less nervous and more serious tone. "Injustice is a commonplace thing. It's everywhere, and it can be so tempting, so easy to just drown it all out. To ignore what's happening. To run away when things get tough. I know that sometimes, it feels less stressful to do things the easy way. To turn a blind eye. To run away. But just because it's more tempting to do things the easy way, that shouldn't deter you from trying to do things the right way. Being saved twice made me realize that I wanted to do good too. I felt compelled to join UA. I don't want to live the rest of my life in fear that I'll become a victim again. I don't want to be comfortable letting others do all the hard work. I don't want to just sit around and do nothing. I want to go out and help people too! And even if I can't do much by myself, even if I'm not strong enough to combat villainy directly, I want to be able to do what I can do!"
Kumoko continued gazing at the camera as she spoke. "So yeah, that's why I am what I am today, a Support Student at UA. I may not be able to do much, but I want to help people, just like people have helped me in the past. I may not be able to kick criminal butt, but I can use my skills to help those who can. I can sew, I can build, I can use my head to come up with new ways of helping people. I'm not a scared victim anymore. I'm a future hero!"
It was almost time to stop, but Kumoko had a few closing words before doing so. "And you can be too! Even if you don't want to become a literal hero, there's so much you can do. For starters, you can help do the right thing every day. You can show kindness to others. You can help support them in their time of need. And most importantly, you can stand up for others being wrongfully mistreated. Don't be afraid. Even a tiny act of good can go a long way."
A warm and cheery smile and returning to her usual cheery tone. "And that's all the time I have for today. If you listened all the way to the end, than thank you so much. And if you didn't, well I can't blame you. Thank you for your time. Regardless, I hope you all have a wonderful day. Aurum Arachne, out!"
And with those words, the recording stopped, the finished video was being sent to Emi, and the spider girl collapsed on her bed, feeling rather content. |
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24 Years
Female
"Ultra Violet"
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Post by Maya Murasaki on Oct 1, 2020 14:54:47 GMT -4
You sure you can keep up with a woman like me~?
❝ “Hello interneeeet, this is Ultra Violet here, and I gotta say I am on top of the world right now…” A smile on her face and her fingers spreading into a cheeky forward facing 'V' as the video camera on her phone sparked up into selfie mode, thought he picture was a little bit grainy by modern standards and she couldn't resist the urge to throw a playful little pout at herself when she saw her image looking back at her, Maya Murasaki burst into the realms of cyberspace with excitement and perhaps a little mischief in her heart as she took a little break from her day to day on a whim, though perhaps in one of the least likely locales imaginable. For a normal person at least. “Literally~! What do you think of the view~?” Only too happy to show off the fact that the view of the clouds behind her was something which extended for quite the panorama, though she guessed that she might get in a little bit of hot water for flaunting her abilities and locale in such a way Maya couldn't help but love the fact that she could show the world a view of Tokyo from above that so many others would likely never be able to see, and was quite casual about it really. “Better not drop the phone! Seriously, I think it'd kill a whole family from up here~” Sitting atop a roof with oh so many stories of falling beneath feet which she hung off the edge and rocked up and down softly like she were hanging off the edge of a kitchen table rather than the skyscraper atop which she was perched, the sable shinobi smiled out of view as she scanned the city beneath her for several seconds and then returned the camera to her finely featured face, hoping to have offered a nice little bonus from her broadcast right from the get-go. “So yeah, a few of my peachy perky pupils have been showing me this whole thing, and while I'm not sure if as an active pro I'm on the approved list or not, but I decided 'What the hell', I'm Ultra, I might as well gate crash? It's what I do…” Shrugging as she moved on to the meat of the matter however, though Miss Murasaki wasn't even sure if this was an issue she was supposed to be barging into she felt she had a nice story to tell, and as such felt no reason to stifle herself in the public domain because of that. “So yeah, when did I first realize I wanted to be a hero? Honestly, I've got a lot of answers to that?” Perhaps some curious about the number nine and where she came from and that making it feel like an excellent opportunity to get herself out there and earn a few more fans, the siren in the sky smirked and looked upward for a second as the question prompted a whole lot of memories to come flooding forth into the forefront of her mind, all of which she wished to share. “I'll spare you the gory details, but I had a rough childhood, so the first time I wanted to be a hero was when I was young… ” Unable to stop that image of the bully that was her father springing to mind among those pictures she could recall, the building blocks of 'Ultra Violet' if you will, the violet vision of the vixen narrowed a little and she let out a sigh as she tried to hold back that tiny bit of venom within her which lingered because of the issue, and she chose not to make the story about him perhaps because of that. He didn't get to define who she was to the world. “Seven or eight at the oldest, and I just wanted to save my mum or my sister from that?” Far more important to her the idea that ultimately her desire to do good in the world came from a place of passion for protection rather than a need for violence and destruction, though her tastes had matured in the time since she was in single figures and she readily accepted the thrill-seeking element of her motivation, back then all she had wanted to do was make the people she loved feel safe. And that was still true to an extent. “It got better though, thanks to my Grandpa and his help, so after that I wanted to be like him? A total badass…!” Those feelings only nurtured when she finally found a fatherly figure in her life worth looking up to, Maya knew that if given half the chance she could spend all day and night chatting about the adventures she got up to with her glorious grandfather and as such tried to keep her message brief, but couldn't help but grin as she mentioned him. “And I got my chance! There was some trouble me and my sister got in when I was about the same age as you kids, and I kinda had to fight my way outta that for both our sakes? So I did… And I've been fighting ever since?” This naturally leading to what was the biggest single incident in her process toward becoming a pro hero, a little mistiness seemed to cloud her eyes as she remembered herself as a seventeen year old full of fear and fire, and how she had fought so hard to defend herself and her sublime sibling from harm even whilst knowing she was breaking the law just as much as she was breaking bones and noses. Those were good times. “Then one day, not long into this year, I decided… Hey, I'm getting pretty good at this, I might as well make a career of it?” That life of illegality continuing and escalating as the years marched by, eventually the ebony empress realized that there was little chance of her doing anything else with her epic existence, and had subsequently elected to do so in a way which felt like it might have been a bit more respectable, or at least landed her in a little less broiling liquid when it came to legality. “So I did! I put my name forward, took a pretty bitchin exam, and here I am. Your new super rookie sensation! Hahahaha!” Those fresher memories ones which made her smirk, though this wasn't something she wished the whole world to know Miss Murasaki could recall how even she had found the licensing exam to be a tricky one thanks to certain bad habits she had developed when working under the radar as it were, and chuckled as she rued the near-miss score she had gotten as a result. But ultimately that number hadn't mattered so long as she got a pass. “So that's the long and short of it, and… Not a moment too soon I think, getting something in my ear~!” Unfortunately that feeling like all that she would have time for today, Maya sighed and pulled a finger up as the piece in her ear began to buzz to inform her of some trouble going on in the town below, and as such she knew it was time to finish her spot of self-reflection. Though not without a bang. “Duty calls!” Leaving that camera rolling and focused upon her face as she stood up and took a step or two backwards before launching herself ahead with a big grin on her face, all of a sudden the camera would show the whole world whirling around the warrior woman as she rushed to the ground, and the woman herself shooting a wink as well before she cut the feed and got on with her day as she felt like that had gone well. The world would know who she was, and what she was about, a whole lot better now… |
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20 Years
female
""Angel of Mercy""
Pro Hero-Rank Quirk:
Angel Wings
Pro Hero
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Post by Angel Surami on Oct 1, 2020 17:31:40 GMT -4
| T he normally confident and excitable Angel Surami actually found herself a bit nervous about the endeavor she was about to embark on. The social media star and fellow third year Emi Tachibana had put out a request for people to send in videos of themselves telling their stories by answering a single question, and that question was when did you first realize that you wanted to be a hero. For Angel to answer this question it meant exposing her own and her mama's past of slavery of abuse. While Angel had made peace with what she had been through for the most part the young girl knew that her mama still struggled with it, and so before doing anything she needed her mama's permission. The Surami and Nikos clan consisting of Angel herself, Her mama Asui Surami, her adopted brother Leo Sinclair, Her Aunt the famous painter Rose Nikos and her adopted cousin Mushiko Kuwagata. They all decided to meet and film the little video Essay in Auntie Rose's art studio which was on the top floor of the large home that even had a large skylight for both natural lighting and for when Angel would need to take to the sky in a big hurry. Once they all gathered Angel handed her Auntie the video camera before sitting on one of her Aunt's many art stools looking at her family nervously. "Are you all sure it's okay for me to do this? Once this hits the web it will put our family on the map which means the bad guys might one day come a knocking."In unison the entire family looked at one another before giving Angel a unified nod which almost made the young girl tear up. Angel just smiled at her supportive clan, took a deep breath and then pointed at Rose to start filming. Once Rose counted down from five and pointed back at her Niece Angel quickly put on her trade mark hearing aid to hearing aid grin to greet the people of the world with. "Hey people of the world! This is the Angel of Mercy coming to you live from my very own home! A bunch of my peers are doing little video essays just like this one with one common question! Why did we decide to become heroes!? Well today I'm going to give you the inside scoop of how the Angel of Mercy came to be!"Once Angel's greeting was complete Angel's mom, her sibling and her adopted cousin motioned for her to continue and silently told her that she was doing great and so Angel kept her smile for the people before continuing onto her story. "Like all heroes I have a name besides my colorful hero codename, and that name is Angel Surami! My mama was the one who chose my name! Allow me to show you why!"Angel then without skipping a beat stood up from her stool and slid her three meter large pale pink wings through the holes in the back of her trench coat for the world to see even pushing off of the ground to hover in front of the camera for a moment before sitting back down and resting her wings flat against her trench coat covered back with a small giggle. "Now before I answer the question at hand I think it might be better to give you a little context. You see before myself no member of my biological family had ever been born with a quirk before, and so when my mother became pregnant with me and my wings began to grow there was no room left so to speak for my ears or eardrums to form and so I was born deaf thus I must wear the hearing aids you see before you."Angel then motioned to her hearing aids quickly before continuing. "What my loving mama didn't know before I was born both disabled and as a mutant was that the person I am unfortunate enough to call father Sota Surami was or rather is the leader of an anti-quirk hate group called The Anti-Quirk Association of Musutafu. Once he and my mother found out about how I was born my father didn't take kindly to it ,myself or my mama. He began to beat my mom as punishment for bringing what he thought was an abomination into the world. He also put a metal collar and chain around my neck so that this Angel could never fly. When he was home from his meetings he would chain me to the floor so that I couldn't stop him from making slaves out of both myself and my mom."As she spoke about this Angel's voice would break for a moment causing her to momentarily stop and take a deep breath before putting a smaller smile back on her face. "This went on for 15 years until one night my former slaver came home angry and drunk. He had decided that he was tired of looking at my ever expanding wings and so he wanted to cut them off with a rusty saw. My mama tried to get in his way and so he began to beat her. This was my final breaking point and so I began to yank at my chain as hard as I could until it finally snapped freeing me from the floor. I then quickly went into action and used the broken off piece of chain to choke my former slaver until he was forced to release my mom. That's when I had the ultimate decision to make. Stoop down to his level and take vengance upon him proving what he said about quirkers correct or prove him wrong by doing the one thing he was incapable of. I showed him mercy and let him keep his pathetic biggot life. I however did give him a warning that from that day on the Angel of Mercy would be watching him, and that if I ever saw him causing such pain again that I wouldn't be as kind a second time."Once Angel finished speaking she saw that behind the camera her sibling and niece were nodding and grinning at her while her mom and auntie were tearing up with prideful tears. This urged Angel to continue. "That night I also made a vow to myself which was to never take a life, always show mercy and never enact vengeance. It wasn't long after that that my mom and I moved in with my Auntie Rose and I enrolled at the very first year ever at U.A. high school to become a pro hero so that I could keep what happened to us from ever happening again. I decided to dedicate my life to becoming a symbol of love, unity, kindness and mercy for the world. I also dedicated myself to ending bigotry for good by closing the gap between quirkers and quirkless. To that end in a few months when I graduate and take the next step to being a full pro I will be founding and helping run the New Oasis Orphanage and Youth center which will be placed just on the outskirts of Musutafu where I and all who work or volunteer there will be working not only on helping quirkers of the next generation learn to live safe and productive lives among the general populous, but we are also committed to providing a safe haven for both quirkers and quirkless who have no safe place or family to call their own. Not only will we give them that haven, but we will be teaching trades like foreign languages, art, arts and crafts, theatre and more so that once they are adopted or decide they want to rejoin society they will have new skills to show for their time under New Oasis's roof.Angel then gave the camera a big grin and a peace sign before deciding to deliver one final message. "Before I sign off I have one last message to all the people of the world who see this. No matter how bleak, dark or hopeless things may seem always keep your head up toward the sky, and remember to always aim to fly higher, further and faster! Never let anyone define what you can or can't do! Your life is just that. It's yours to live as you see fit. My only request is that those with the most power protect those without, always be kind to one another and always remember to try and put a little bit more love into the world because you could end up becoming someone's hero just with that one simple act of love and compassion! This is the Angel of Mercy signing off! See you all soon!"Once Angel signed off her aunt stopped the recording and the entire family gathered around Angel and embraced one another. They may not all be blood related, but they were all family and they were the best family Angel could ever ask for. |
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18 Years
Male
"Sirius"
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Post by Jack Orion on Oct 6, 2020 13:25:36 GMT -4
自由自在 to be free; completely unrestrained. Jack sat in front of his computer, a bit of a nervous look on his face. He knew that he should probably just go ahead and get this done, but...it was surprisingly easier said than done. He knew that he honestly had a lot to say about the matter...that being, of course, Emi's little video survey on why the students at U.A. wanted to actually be there to begin with. It was actually a very thought-provoking question, and the more he thought about it the more he honestly had to say. However...it really did go deeper than what Jack really initially thought. Well, he did need to be more honest as a whole...so he supposed there was no better time than the present.
He took a deep breath, and took a sip of a big cup of water. He felt like he was going to get parched a fair amount of times while he did this. With that, he took a moment to really reflect on everything, so he knew what he said. From the more recent, and admittedly horrible, few months that he's gone through, all the way to the very beginning of it all...the night his Quirk first manifested. It was a bit of a painful memory, but it was because of that that he was who he was today. He nodded a couple of times, before finally switching on the computer, and booting up the computer.
He positioned the webcam as well as he could, smirking a little bit as he could see himself in the screen. His horns and gem chest were both visible, glowing a brilliant azure hue. He had to make sure the lights in his room were on, so the weren't taking up the majority of the viewer's view. With everything in place, he took another sip and deep breath and hit 'RECORD'.
He smiled brightly at the camera, a warmness in his eyes and even his tail wagging a little for a second. "Hola, internet! I go by the code name Sirius here, though I have debated on changing it to something else as of late. I'm thinking something along the lines of...Draconis. A little bit more fitting for someone like yours truly, am I right? Sirius or Draconis, whichever you wanna call me, it's a pleasure to meet you all...technically speaking," he said, keeping on a rather nice tone of voice, not faltering for a second. He supposed all those times practicing speeches and the like were paying off a little bit.
"In any case, mi amigos and amigas, the first moment I decided I wanted to be a hero...well, the simplest answer to that would be just a few years back when I heard about the school from my 'nice' hometown of Dallas, Texas, in the U.S. Kinda weird how I grew up there, considering biologically I'm actually Mexican and Italian, but that's a question for another time. Nonetheless, we heard about the place, and my parents agreed that it might be a good place for me to finally socialize and get a good view on how I wanted to live my life..." He took another drink of his water, licking his lips lightly as the memories that were coming back to him quickly made him rather parched. He took another deep breath, before putting back on his grin.
"Sorry, little parched. Stay hydrated, folks. In any case...it all actually goes back to when my Quirk first developed. I won't go into it much, but long story short, I actually went on a rampage back when I first transformed, for reasons that I don't want to discuss much. Not that anyone else knew the reason, anyway - they just kinda saw a big ass dragon rampaging and destroying his own home and immediately labeled me as 'El Diablo'...for those not fluent in Spanish, it translate to 'the Devil'. Definitely not fun for someone at the bright young age of 4 to be called, to say the least," he said, looking up at the ceiling as he sat back. He blew a puff of steam, before coming back strong as he leaned forwards again with a bright grin.
"Eh, I personally just think I was too exotic for their religious minds. It happens. Nonetheless, though...as ridiculous as it sounds, I actually lived semi-feral since then, despite coming from wealth. My folks didn't know what to do or how to raise me, so I fended for myself rather often since then. Whether it was in the forest making friends with animals, including deer and even bears, believe it or not, or playing these older video games my grandfather left behind. Personally, I'm a big fan of Capsulemon because of it. Personally, my favorite is Generation 4, I think..." he mused, tilting his head from side to side. "It was certainly a good distraction from all of the death threats and rock throwing, and what have you. Can't say I have a fond opinion of my home city because of it all, but it is what it is. I don't blame them for it...it's just the times that we live in. Which..." he smirked, leaving a little build up for a moment as he took one last deep breath, exhaling a lot of steam from his nose. Welp, better time than ever to just be out with it.
"When I first heard about U.A., besides the reasons I stated at the start...I realized it was a chance for me to help people. For me to finally show at least the majority of the world that'll listen 'hey, I'm not exactly a monster, I'm a nice guy'. At least, that's the hope. I wanted the freedom that living in America at the time wouldn't really give me. The freedom to use my abilities to help people - the freedom to fly high and be able to fly people to safety. That's the goal, at least. It's definitely been a trip, but I'm making my own path. To anyone else out there that might be questioning what they want to do...I think it's time to stand up, mi amigos y amigas. We're in a new era, so let's try to do some good for our community, no matter our abilities. Help the elderly across the street with groceries, donate to charity, whatever your heart desires. At the end of the day, we're all still people, so we need to show that."
With that, he sat back once more, with a content smile on his face. He took once last sip of his drink, and nodded to himself. "That all being said, though...that's enough rambling out of me. Thanks to Emi for the opportunity to speak. Hopefully it isn't TOO long winded, but I tend to ramble. All of y'all...have nice one. Be nice to one another for me, yeah?" notes words tag someone |
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