[hider=It's Time for a Lesson in Leg Day][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/RTrUTRh.png[/img][h1]Rokkaku Kamogawa[/h1][/center]
[b]Hero Name:[/b] N/A
[b]Age:[/b] 15
[b]Class:[/b] 1-A 

[b]Quirk:[/b] [i]Meteoric[/i]
[indent]Rokkaku can leap very far and very high, before landing with enough force to pulverize his surroundin. It’s a properly badass Quirk and makes for some super dynamic entrances, but it’s also an insane amount of collateral damage that Rokkaku has yet to ever be able to justify. So he holds back instead, never leaping up to touch the sky, instead settling for just ‘relatively’ high jumps and the side-effect of his ability: that of the durability required to survive re-entry and impact. As far as most people around him are aware, Rokkaku has a relatively average amount of superhuman physical attributes, specializing towards shrugging off blunt impact and bursts of movement.

He requires neither a run-up nor any particular powering-up to leap the distances he needs to, and doesn’t even damage the surface he’s launched himself off of. Due to that, it’s more accurate to classify Rokkaku’s Quirk as an Emitter-type, even though there are Mutant traits associated with it.[/indent]
[b]Strengths:[/b]
[indent]Insane destructive power, durability and mobility, all rolled in one. Though it’s not been tested, there’s also the potential of using Meteoric to transport other heroes at ridiculously high speeds as well. Pure physical ability is versatile and useful in more or less any situation a hero can find themselves in, and doesn’t require as much finesse and training to make use of either.[/indent]
[b]Weaknesses:[/b]
[indent]There is practically no way to control the sheer amount of collateral damage that can be caused by using Meteoric as it’s meant to be, unless another hero is present to make up for Rokkaku’s inadequacies. Furthermore, once he’s started his ascent, that’s it: there’s no way to change where he’s going to land afterwards, meaning that preparations have to be made to ensure no civilians are in the area AND that one needs to anticipate where the enemy is before launching off. Though no physical preparation is required for Meteoric, plenty of mental preparation is.

Furthermore, Meteoric, outside of durability and increased jumping power, doesn’t grant anything in the form of actual combat ability. Striking force is still decidedly human, and in a brawl, the ability to crash downwards with meteoric force is…decidedly bad. Ascent and descent both take time, whereas a superhumanly strong punch can happen in less than half a second. Outside of an explosively powerful first attack, and perhaps the ability to escape immediately after, Meteoric is not a combat Quirk.[/indent]
[b]Appearance:[/b]
[indent]5’1 and convinced he hasn’t hit puberty yet, Rokkaku is a muscular thug with a permanent glare set in his beady eyes. His black hair is an unruly mess, his clothes are one size too big, and his body is marked with all sorts of scars and scrapes, giving off the impression of someone who manages to get into a fight at least once a day. A lone wolf, rebellious and ferocious, with a smile like a monster, Rokkaku seems at odds with the society around him, a youth destined to become yakuza or some other violent miscreant.[/indent]
[b]Personality: [/b]
[indent]Rokkaku is disciplined. Beyond the anger that seeps into his bones, that hammers against his skull, he is in control of his body and his mind, and acts with consideration and decisiveness. A philosophical berserker, he strives to deliberate on what’s the most virtuous thing to do, examining everything from every possible perspective. There is an anxiety, a restlessness that constantly punctures his heart due to this; for he is openminded enough to see why anyone could be ‘evil’, yet still too impulsive to fully outthink the heroic reflex of punching whoever seems obviously bad. It’s immoral to stumble upon a starving man and only give him fish for the day, because it’s mere token charity, insufficient in sustaining that man in the long run. So is it immoral too, to simply rescue those in trouble, without giving them the ability to defend themselves? Is it immoral too, to simply beat up the bad guys without a thought for what happens [i]after[/i]?

He’s too smart to be satisfied with ignorance, but too inexperienced to be able to come to an answer that would satisfy himself. He’s too earnest to give up and leave it alone, but too impulsive to truly sit down and inspect it. Rokkaku is being pulled apart in every direction, and it makes him inconstant, irritated.

But at the very least, he’s still thinking about it.[/indent]
[b]History:[/b]
[indent]Rokkaku was the first son of a priest, and everyone expected him to inherit the shrine.

Everyone except for the priest himself, who simply wanted Rokkaku to grow up to be a good person.

In the morning, he would do chores. During the day, he would go to school. When he came home, he would eat dinner and talk about anything and everything. It may have been the nature of priesthood, or it may have been the nature repressed by his father’s own childhood, but rather than being parent and son, Rokkaku’s father and himself were more akin to teacher and pupil. He learned to think, learned to consider, learned to observe everything and imagine everything.

He was mature back then, precocious even, a child who spent many hours of the day with his brow furrowed, thinking and thinking and thinking. Of justice, of virtue, of what constituted as ‘right’ in this world of heroes and villains. He thought about it a lot, and as he thought about it, he began to recognize his own emotions as well. His frustration at being unable to clearly discern good from evil. His irritation at those who didn’t even bother to think about such things. His disappointment, his anger, his grief, everything swirling in and building up, but never having any outlet to release. Because he knew, too, that everyone was trying their best, and that no one deserved to be lashed out at.

Back when he was five years old, first manifesting his quirk, Rokkaku was thought to just have had powerful legs.

But when he was twelve years old, at the threshold of puberty, he exploded.

Rokkaku hardly remembered what the argument had been about. Something trivial during a PE class. He had turned to stomp away, and instead had sent himself shooting upwards, through the roof of the gymnasium, sailing high enough that he could see the curvature of the earth.

And then, when he fell, moments after, there was terror, exhilaration, and…

…regret.

His landing had caused the complete destruction of the gymnasium’s interior, and the school had to be shut down for a week after it turned out underground pipelines had also been damaged heavily. It was officially marked as an accident and it was a miracle that no one was injured, but Rokkaku didn’t see it that way.

He repented instead. Learned aikido. Sought self-discipline. Did what he could to help with repairs. Earnestly apologized to his teachers and classmates until they were sick of it. And, through all this, he never stopped thinking.

When he was 15 years old, he applied and was accepted into UA.

Questioned by his mother, who had thought this entire time he’d become a man of the cloth, Rokkaku simply shrugged.[/indent]
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