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Too much female

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@ZAVAZggg probably not great, probably not great at all.

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@ZAVAZggg That's the plan

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Paper Ninja

Name: Annie Jarvis

Alias: Papernik the Paper Ninja. (Papernik works just fine thanks)

General Appearence:

Hider

Costumed Appearence: As Papernik, Annie wears a simple black jumpsuit, loose around the body and legs but tight around the wrists and ankles, where it is secured with metal braces. Overtop of the jumpsuit is an absurd amount of paper, heavily concentrated atop the metal braces, which are also meant to be easy to roll paper on top of, but also present around the waist. Her lower face is covered by a paper fabric scarf that extends down the back into five tails, all of which she is capable of manipulating with her powers. A large number of blank sheets of paper are bound underneath the lines that serve as a belt, and a number of pieces are stuck to her chest, back, and stomach by static electricity.

Age: 18

Hometown: Portland, Oregon

Powers:

- Paper Manipulation:

Annie is capable of manipulating paper as if holding it without touching it. She can alter the trajectory of paper planes, wrap paper around objects, cause paper to hang in the air indefinitely, and her most commonly demonstrated ability, control the movement of paper strips as if they were her own limbs.

- Paper Stiffening:

Annie can cause paper to stiffen, going from an easily folded and manipulated object to something as hard as steel. This enables her to either use the object as a blunt striking weapon, or a cutting weapon, now able to cut far more deeper than a normal paper-cut.

Skills:

- Origami Expert:

By necessity, Annie has learned the ancient art of origami. It's become almost second nature to her at this point, and she is capable of making a flight-capable paper plane with one hand while the other is buried up to the elbow in a bag of Cheetoes.

- Semi-Trained Martial Artist:

Annie has some training in martial arts, enough to allow her to understand proper form when throwing a punch or kick. Taking lessons were pretty much the only exercise she got, and she recently dropped out of the courses.

Biography:
Annie was born in Seattle Washington to a pair of boring and regular people in a neighborhood of boring and regular people, she later moved to Portland Oregon, in a neighborhood of also boring and regular people. Is it any surprise that Annie ended up becoming the exact opposite? Annie grew up a slacker, dropping out of high school after finishing grade eleven, and never really attempting to make much of herself. She went through several relationships, never sticking with anyone in specific. Annie seemed destined to never amount to anything.

Well, until she woke up one morning wrapped in toilet paper and with her room covered in confetti. She struggled to understand what had occurred to her, but as more and more of things such as these continued to happen, she managed to make sense of her sudden new ability. Reading about the new city of Bell Reach, where people like her would be all over the place. Maybe then she'd understand what the hell had happened. Well, she's been and she's seen the superheroics going on, and, thinking that pretty badass, she has decided to take up that role herself.

Personality:
Annie is a hedonist and a delinquent, she's lazy and low-key, but can be a riot if she's in the right mood, which isn't exactly rare considering that her main goal in life is to have fun. She is definitely an enabler and isn't really one to condemn anyone for their life choices, considering her own haven't exactly been the best.

She can also be described as a bit of a horndog at times, often looking over any guy/gal she finds cute at least once, sometimes more. She can sometimes be described as going a bit overboard, but she doesn't really notice herself. As a friend she can best be described as unreliable, and doesn't put much stock in responsibility. She means well, however, and does value her friends, even if she's not the best at showing it. She isn't exactly a heroic soul, but she does think superheroes are pretty cool so she's at least trying to behave like one.

Likes: Smoking, sleeping, caffeine, pizza, dogs, cats, money, cute boys.

Dislikes: Going to sleep, working, weed, cooking.

Additional Information:

Favorite Song

Power Play

I did it

Paper Ninja

Name: Annie Jarvis

Alias: Papernik the Paper Ninja. (Papernik works just fine thanks)

General Appearence:

Hider

Costumed Appearence: As Papernik, Annie wears a simple black jumpsuit, loose around the body and legs but tight around the wrists and ankles, where it is secured with metal braces. Overtop of the jumpsuit is an absurd amount of paper, heavily concentrated atop the metal braces, which are also meant to be easy to roll paper on top of, but also present around the waist. Her lower face is covered by a paper fabric scarf that extends down the back into five tails, all of which she is capable of manipulating with her powers. A large number of blank sheets of paper are bound underneath the lines that serve as a belt, and a number of pieces are stuck to her chest, back, and stomach by static electricity.

Age: 18

Hometown: Portland, Oregon

Powers:

- Paper Manipulation:

Annie is capable of manipulating paper as if holding it without touching it. She can alter the trajectory of paper planes, wrap paper around objects, cause paper to hang in the air indefinitely, and her most commonly demonstrated ability, control the movement of paper strips as if they were her own limbs.

- Paper Stiffening:

Annie can cause paper to stiffen, going from an easily folded and manipulated object to something as hard as steel. This enables her to either use the object as a blunt striking weapon, or a cutting weapon, now able to cut far more deeper than a normal paper-cut.

Skills:

- Origami Expert:

By necessity, Annie has learned the ancient art of origami. It's become almost second nature to her at this point, and she is capable of making a flight-capable paper plane with one hand while the other is buried up to the elbow in a bag of Cheetoes.

- Semi-Trained Martial Artist:

Annie has some training in martial arts, enough to allow her to understand proper form when throwing a punch or kick. Taking lessons were pretty much the only exercise she got, and she recently dropped out of the courses.

Biography:
Annie was born in Seattle Washington to a pair of boring and regular people in a neighborhood of boring and regular people. Is it any surprise that Annie ended up becoming the exact opposite? Annie grew up a slacker, dropping out of high school after finishing grade eleven, and never really attempting to make much of herself. She went through several relationships, never sticking with anyone in specific. Annie seemed destined to never amount to anything.

Well, until she woke up one morning wrapped in toilet paper and with her room covered in confetti. She struggled to understand what had occurred to her, but as more and more of things such as these continued to happen, she managed to make sense of her sudden new ability. Reading about the new city of Bell Reach, where people like her would be all over the place. Maybe then she'd understand what the hell had happened. Well, she's been and she's seen the superheroics going on, and, thinking that pretty badass, she has decided to take up that role herself.

Personality:
Annie is a hedonist and a delinquent, she's lazy and low-key, but can be a riot if she's in the right mood, which isn't exactly rare considering that her main goal in life is to have fun. She is definitely an enabler and isn't really one to condemn anyone for their life choices, considering her own haven't exactly been the best.

She can also be described as a bit of a horndog at times, often looking over any guy/gal she finds cute at least once, sometimes more. She can sometimes be described as going a bit overboard, but she doesn't really notice herself. As a friend she can best be described as unreliable, and doesn't put much stock in responsibility. She means well, however, and does value her friends, even if she's not the best at showing it. She isn't exactly a heroic soul, but she does think superheroes are pretty cool so she's at least trying to behave like one.

Likes: Smoking, sleeping, caffeine, pizza, dogs, cats, money, cute boys.

Dislikes: Going to sleep, working, weed, cooking.

Additional Information:

Favorite Song

𝕁𝕚𝕘𝕠𝕜𝕦𝕣𝕒𝕜𝕦 𝔸𝕔𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕒 | A 'My Hiroaki-demia' RP

^{Mentions: @Delta44 @Etranger}

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Well, Souta wasn't nervous anymore.

Now he was mortified.

The quirks that had just been demonstrated completely and utterly blew his own out of the water, one had guns in her arms, which was both incredibly cool and infuriating, and the other had an incredibly powerful ice quirk that was probably the strongest he'd ever seen. He stared open mouthed and wide-eyed in indignant shock. As the girl offered a bow to the rest of the students, Souta felt his teeth grind together. He would just have to live with being overlooked for now.

He decided that it might as well be best to do it now, get it over with, and get back in line. As the ice-thrower moved back from her demonstration, Souta stepped forwards.

"Impressive quirks, both of you, especially you, uh... ice girl. I'd like to take my turn now," he said, sighing in the middle. "Three dummies please," he asked, striding forwards in a slow, dawdling manner.

"My name..." Souta began speaking as he opened one of his bags and set it on the ground. "...is Tachibana Souta, I'm from Tokushima Prefecture, and I am fourteen years old."

Souta approached the first dummy, standing beside it and placing a hand on its head. "My quirk, Rotation, allows me to add rotational velocity to any object I touch." On cue, the dummy began to spin at an intense speed. "This can be both horizontal..." The dummy collapsed. "...and vertical rotation."

He made his way to the next dummy.

"I can also add rotational velocity to myself," he said, suddenly spinning in place and striking the dummy in the head with his left elbow, knocking it over and leaving a sizable dent.

"And, to demonstrate a combination of both, Goudo-sensei do you mind putting a glass panel around a foot in front of the dummy?" he asked, moving back to his pack and pulling out a ball, which he tossed in his hand as he walked back to the now present glass barrier.

He palmed the ball in his hand as he held his arms out, roughly measuring the distances he'd need to know. He looked at the ball in his left hand, he was right handed, but he was told not to put too much stress on that arm, so he'd be throwing as a lefty just for this demonstration. He could compensate, hopefully.

He stood sideways, both hands on the ball, pulling the ball up to head level, he kicked up his leg, and with a deep breath, stepped forwards and pushed his entire body into the throw. His hand began to move above his head, rotating towards his body, down, and forward. The motion made use of the elbow joint in much the same way that a trebuchet would use the beam to rotate the sling. As he reached the point of most speed, he released, his fingers adding the necessary spin. As his body fell forwards, the ball appeared to be going wide and high, missing the glass barrier completely.

Just as it cleared the glass, the ball suddenly shot left and down, moving behind the glass pane and striking the dummy in the head.

Souta stood back up and looked at the rest of the class with an unchanging scowl.

"That's everything, thank you." He bowed, and swiftly moved to sit down alone, attempting to avoid being near any of the other students.

Hopefully that was impressive enough.

tl;dr

Souta says "good quirks everyone but especially you oreos" then, after witnessing machine guns and flash freezing, Souta spun a thing, elbowed another thing, then threw a ball.

𝕁𝕚𝕘𝕠𝕜𝕦𝕣𝕒𝕜𝕦 𝔸𝕔𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕒 | A 'My Hiroaki-demia' RP

^{Mentions: @tobiax}

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Souta wasn't good at paying attention in assemblies. Hell, he wasn't good at paying attention to much. He did feel it kinda necessary to pay at least a little bit of attention here, considering the fact that this assembly was probably going to serve as the thesis statement for the entire school year.

An introduction to each of the teachers would be a godsend for Souta, he didn't remember names on a brochure or in a program listing, and getting a grip on their personalities would certainly aid him in his future endeavors, who to avoid pissing off and who to suck up to for a chance to get out of work.

The speaker made her boring introductory statement, always the least interesting part of any event, we know what we're here for, stop holding us hostage with your word soup and get to the important parts.

One of the important parts stomped his way in very suddenly, making Souta jump in his seat a little bit. He seemed rather confident. Souta figured him for the kind of guy who would make an example of a student who spoke wrong in his class, and a line about shelving their feelings or something of the sort immediately turned Souta far, far away. Anyone who had that "suck it up" philosophy immediately lost all of Souta's respect. Bottling up something, no matter how small, was a solution not worth a thing. Souta would have fun spiting his authority. Of course Souta may have been interpreting things incorrectly, it may have just been a jab towards the stronger-willed students of the class. Souta had wished that he'd paid a slight bit more attention to the goings on in the hero world, then maybe he'd have a better understanding of who these people really were.

Next came a simple introduction from their program director. Short, sweet, and informative. Why couldn't all assemblies be that simple?

Next was their homeroom teacher, the one who had intervened outside before. He was more talkative, but his words weren't wasted, he swiftly informed the class of their responsibility to elect a representative, and the upcoming quirk test. Souta was a bit nervous about that part, his quirk wasn't exactly the most showy-type thing. It'd turn out fine, he assured himself, they let him in after all, they wouldn't kick him out that fast. He was a fan of Guodo-sensei, he had to admit, quite the charming fellow, and even his sort-of cringeworthy chant afterwards wasn't too bad, though the members of the crowd that took up the chant caused Souta to cover his face for a moment. Second-hand embarrassment was a real thing.

Next was an incredibly loud woman. Very, very loud. Loud and rambling. Long rambling. Souta found himself wishing for a plane to drop onto the building just to get her to shut the hell up. She was their combat coach apparently, and Souta was extremely displeased by this revelation. He was already very worried about combat courses, and this didn't make things better.

Finally, thank god, she stopped talking, and the speaker took her place once more. She was the academics teacher, great, whatever, she didn't seem to have much of a personality. The demonstration of the school uniforms was surprisingly exciting to Souta. The white variant of the general uniform was actually very nice looking, Souta could see himself wearing that no issues, and the gym uniform seemed simple enough, something that he could surely move around in quite easily.

And then the principal shot in, immediately seizing the audience's attention and establishing herself as a hero of some renown.

Souta had no clue who the hell she was. He wasn't a hero fan, he could name every baseball player in the league but he couldn't name a single hero outside All Might. She seemed to be a bit of a big deal though, and certainly acted like it. Well, she informed everyone that they were part of the... Four Pillars? Whatever that meant, and apparently that meant they had a sporting event coming up. Cool, he guessed, probably not the sporting event he wanted but it was something.

Well that was that, not as bad as he thought, but not interesting in the least. Well, time for quirk demonstrations. Souta was rather nervous to be honest, but again, he reminded himself that he had no reason to be worried. Hopefully he would do alright.

"Well, I'm kinda worried, if the quirk demonstrations are anything like that assembly then they'll be a shambles."

He wasn't talking to anyone in particular, but he had somehow found himself behind a large-eared girl with a bat-like appearance. He didn't recognize her, but he felt the need to apologize if he was bothering her.

"Sorry, just talking to myself."

tl;dr

Souta watches the assembly in a very bored manner and is not impressed. He builds an opinion of all the teachers, then mumbles out a complaint while standing in line behind Bat Girl.

Power Play

Me too but I won't fight anyone about it if they try to stop me.

S-Squad: Anti-Superhuman Operations

@Mercenary Lord Not a problem! If you don't think you can make it I'm not gonna get bent out of shape.

S-Squad: Anti-Superhuman Operations

I am working on the OOC for anyone who's worried. :)