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My Hero Academia: Chaos Age | Open

Itsuki Konomi

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Konomi could not help but be excited as she prepared. She had forsaken sleep in exchange to think of all the possible scenarios that would happen on this day, of all the possible people she would meet there, both student and teacher alike. The smile on her face was as wide as possible, not even the fact that her parents had once more left without so much as saying goodbye to her could bring her down right now, it would probably be the last time she would see them in a very long time considering they would most likely not even to bother visiting her. Heck, for them it would probably be a good thing that they were finally rid of what they considered a "parasite".

The fact that these thought did not bring Konomi down was telling of how excited she was to attend this school, of finally being able to try and make people smile.

As she walked down to where U.A was in the first place, the same things she had been thinking since yesterday floated around in her mind. Of what kind of people her teachers were, of what kind of heroes her new classmates would be in the future. She looked at her ID to check that she was not dreaming, that she would actually be attending a hero school meant to train heroes for the future. And sure enough, she was not dreaming, she was in fact number 8 student of hero course of U.A. She would start skipping if she would become anymore excited.

The instructions sent to them by U.A had instructed the students to go through the side entrance and for a moment she had been confused as to why, but then she remembered the bullying she had received once people had found out she had a quirk and realized that a school full of people like this would be the main target for the quirk hating part of the populace. Those thoughts proved true enough once she saw the crowds of people gathered there, protesting to this.

For a moment, her smile faltered as memories of her past once more flooded in, of the abuse she had suffered. But she shook her head, that was in the past and this was now, she would not let such memories dwell on her anymore, if she wanted to be the hero to cheer everyone up she could not let her past get the better of her. She walked by without attracting the crowd's attention, mostly because she looked regular enough and she had not kept her hero course ID out on the open.

Awaiting for her at the entrance were what she could only guess were the teachers of the place and needless to say, they were not what she had pictured they would be. The ones who would attract her attention the most were the person in the space suit with a smile on it's helmet that she could not help but think that it was cute. The second man to attract her attention was the large, very brutish looking foreigner currently staring down at her. Still, Konomi was able to keep her cool and bow down before her teachers in a calm an collected manner.

"My name is Itsuki Konomi, it is an honor to meet you." After she had greeted them, she showed them her ID to prove that she was here for the hero program and moved inside the classmates. She been among the first to get there. So far, there had been only four other students in the class, but she was already excited to meet them.

"My name is Itsuki Konomi and I hope we will all be friends." She moved in front of the class and bowed slightly before them as well as she introduced herself. She then moved next to one of the few students who had already arrived, who incidentally happened to be the white haired girl.

The Occult Investigations Agency

Kharon Minos

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Everything happened pretty quickly from the moment the grenade was launched at the creature. There was first the man coming up and grabbing Katherine by the neck. It was all he could do to prevent himself from instinctively punching the man straight in the face. He was quite surprised Katherine had not taken the man down for even daring to touch her, but apparently he did not need to worry about that, as the moment the man started running away, the creature in front of them instantly snagged and dragged the man back into the dark and killing him.

That proved to be the right assumption as he heard the screams of the man, then followed by flesh being torn and bones being broken. Judging from the amounts of waste around here, Kharon could easily guess what had just happened to the man before them. The creature then started speaking of Kaiwan, or rather to Kaiwan himself considering how he was speaking. Minos only sighed in response in the sight and used the time that the beast was monologuing to prepare himself further for combat.

When combat did start and the tail started coming for him, Kharon could not help but grin. This creature did not have any idea with what people it was messing with right now, but it would find out soon and it would regret. Minos moved the aim of his AT gun from the creature's head to it's tail and fired the incendiary projectile in his gun straight for it. If it would not damage the creature's tail, the force of the blast would at least knock it back enough for him to dodge whatever attack it was launching.

Then, the minotaur charged, not for the beast itself but past it, he wanted to get behind it ti get a clear shot to the back of it's head and if not, at least distract it for long enough so that Katherine would be able to take some potshots at the thing's head. "Do you think you can keep this thing distracted a bit for me, Katherine?" He asked the girl through her telepathic powers. "I may or may not have an idea."

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~Katherine~

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Kharon Minos

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"Listen , I know you're ready to see this thing burn, I want to as well, that thing is creeping me the hell out." He replied, glancing ever so briefly at the monolithic figure. "However, our overall mission is to secure the hostages, any other objective is secondary and if you threw that grenade, then the cultists not only would have been aware of us and killed the hostages, they'd run down here to help whatever this thing is in dealing with us, so that's a no go." He shook his head as he spoke to her.

He moved away and back from Kat and the figure as slowly and as quietly as possible, placing himself behind one of the pillars there. Once there, he would draw his AT gun from his back and aim it straight for what one would consider to be creature's head. "For now, you just focus on getting some cover and signal the secondary team to sneak in through to the other stairs up into the hotel while we make sure this thing doesn't move, do you understand?" He asks, staring straight towards her, hoping she would not try to attack the creature while he was away from her.

"By the way, you seemed to recognize this thing for a moment there, want to explain something?"

“...I've seen something like it before.” She grunted in response. “Long time ago back when I was taken off the streets.” She didn't seem to care to elaborate, though. “Don't matter. We should just get rid of it.” She didn't seem overly concerned about the hostages.

“And I don't do cover. I'm gonna shove Remy into that things gut, and watch it burn from the inside.” Reckless? Foolish? Maybe, but that was how Kat always had dealt with things, and for now she didn't seem intent on changing her style. “You wanna signal the others? Be my guest...but I'm not letting that thing move a single goddamn inch.”

Minos closed his eyes and took a deep breath for a moment to try and contain his annoyance at his subordinate. She was stubborn was reckless and from the looks of things right now, refusing orders from a superior. "Then signal the secondary team to get past us already, every moment we waste here arguing means higher the risk of our mission failing." He said, now glaring towards the reckless young woman before him. If their first barrage would not kill this thing, then she would probably be quickly terminated by the thing in front of them, at least quicker than he would be. He could easily try to order her as her superior to get into cover, however, he doubted she would even listen if he did so considering she had ignored his first order.

With that, feeling stupid for having even moved back in the first place, the large Minotaur once more moved slowly closer and closer to the large creature in front of them, keeping his gun trained on the thing all the while doing so. After this was all over, he would have to think for a punishment for Kat, maybe something relating to their late night bar outings, still, that would have to come later on.

Says the one who stopped her from finishing this problem in the first place.

Rolling her eyes, Kat placed a hand to her temples, focusing on 'feeling' the people outside. As she couldn't see them, it was a little more difficult to accurately relay any sort of information to them, but she had been using it for years. A small distance like this was child splay.
”Captain, this is Havoc.” She pinged the captain from her position, using her old alias out of habit more than anything. All people in Fenrir went by their codenames. For safety, after all. ”Get the secondary team moving. Quietly. There's...something down here. Minos is ain't lettin' me kill it so tell them to move up the stairs quietly unless they want to get felt up by some tentacle monster.”

While relaying the information, she didn't take her sights off the creature for a second, still holding her armaments at the ready.

As Minos approached Katherine once more, the secondary teams slowly descended down the stairs as silently as possible. Their sights first moved on to the figure in the center of the room, then to the man in the corner of the room, pausing only for a few brief moments to make sure these targets were not hostile in the first place before they turned towards Minos. The minotaur man simply confirmed the orders that Kat had relayed and signaled them to move towards the staircase on the other side of the room.

Without even waiting another second, the secondary team moved to the staircase as quietly as they were able to. In the meantime, Minos simply frowned as he stared at the creature in front of him. "This thing have any weaknesses I should know about, Katherine?" He asked as steadied his aim towards the creature itself.

”You act like I know what that thing is.” She replied. ”I don't, but in my experience fire works on most things.”

"As good as anything I had in mind, I suppose." He shakes his head as he keeps his eye on the team. The moment they cleared the area and were past to the stairs, he turned towards Katherine. "Ready to light this bastard up?" He asked, his sights fully focused on the creature in front of him now. "I'll even let you have the first shot there, Havoc!" He grinned widely as he used her old callsign.

“Heh,” She reached for the frag she had reached for earlier. “And here I thought you were gonna make this date boring.” In one swift motion she had lobbed the frag to where the thing had been laying.

The Occult Investigations Agency

Kharon Minos

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When it came to equipment, the large minotaur did not need too much in his missions as he himself was a living battering ram. Normally, cultists like these would not warrant the use of heavy equipment on his part, there other people in his squad much better suited in using firearms than he was. This time, however, he had a bad feeling about what awaited them down in the basement, so he packed his favorite weapon, a large custom-made anti-tank rifle he liked to use when there were targets that were too big even for him to tackle and pummel into the ground.

He nodded very briefly at Katherine's remark. He had known her for a while now and he knew that she was not a very social person, she preferred working in solo missions, doing her own thing. He had tried with a very limited success of having some outings for Midas in a bar, just drinking, discussing and playing a few games with the other members of the team.

He came in directly after Katherine, however he found it slightly uncomfortable to walk through what felt like narrow staircases. He had worked in this line of work for 20 somethings years now and he liked to think that nothing would surprise him anymore after everything he had seen thus far, however, whatever was inside here gave him a feeling bad enough to still make him nervous.

And his sense proved him right.

The smell was first to hit him, the smell of rancid, spoiled meat. He frowned at that, not because of the smell itself, he had gotten used to smells like these whilst serving in the OTO for so long, however, he was more worried about what could have possibly caused all this.

Thankfully, he did not have wonder for long as the large monolithic figure came in sight. He froze completely as his eyes locked on on whatever the thing in front of him was. Even at his own stature, he still felt a tinge of fear as he stared at the figure in front of him. That fear quickly vanished as he shook his head for a bit however, he had seen things far more terrifying than this in line of work, or so he liked to tell himself right now to stop himself from feeling any sort of fear towards the creature.

His attention was once more drawn away as Katherine once more contacted him telepathically once more to draw his attention to something else. She warned him that whatever was in the pile of quick rancid flesh was breathing and was alive. He nodded as she slowly approached whatever the monolithic figure as well, he prepared to draw the AT gun on his back should things get ugly, however, before he even had any time to contemplate things properly, he saw Katherine moving towards one of her grenades.

If she threw that, not only would it probably piss off whatever was down here with them, but it would most likely alarm literally all of the cultists above them of their location, which would mean that their mission will have failed right at the start. He could not order her to stop, it would be way too loud and would probably alert whatever was in front of them of their position.

Thankfully, he was close enough to Katherine to stop her from lobbing a grenade at the figure and advertising their position to everyone, he simply moved one of his long arms and grabbed Kat by her own arm and shaking his head for a moment as a way to tell her to stop.

My Hero Academia: Chaos Age | Open

Itsuki Konomi

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Itsuki Konomi

Konomi Clone

"I'm here now, you can turn that frown into a smile."

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NAME

Itsuki Konomi

GENDER

Female

AGE

15- December 3rd

APPEARANCE

Height: 5'8"(regular form) 4'3"(clone Konomi)

Weight: 122 lbs(regular Konomi), 54 lbs(clone Konomi)

Fashion Sense:Perhaps because of her personality, Konomi usually doesn't have an exact preference of what she would wear, though she does seem to favor somewhat darker colors in any sort of clothing she wears. Her current "favorite" outfit is a pair of black jeans, black tank top and a gray cardigan over it.

Once she splits apart with her quirk, she seems to favor things that are slightly more appropriate for what child of her current age and appearance would wear, despite her maintaining her intelligence and her personality even in this form. Her current favorite outfit in this form, for both of her forms, is a grey hoodie, a white skirt and a black and white jacket over it all.

Distinguishing Features: In her regular form, Konomi seems to be a bit more developed in certain areas of her body than what would be normal for her age.

PERSONALITY

Konomi, on a surface level seems to be a mature and collected girl for her age, a light smile smile always adorning her expression. She is proactive in most things and works hard to achieve whatever her goal is at the time. However, when it comes to social interactions in general, she takes this a new level entirely. Though she still maintains her usual calm expression and her light smile, she almost always moves in to greet any new people she sees as if drawn like a magnet to them.

In her regular form, she maintains her calmness during regular conversations, smiling and laughing when and if the situation requires it. However, when she splits, the two Konomi's become absolute bundles of joy with wide, happy smiles always adorning their little faces. They become even more eager for conversation than her regular form, zipping from person to person, asking them questions, talking to them and outright asking them to become her friends.

One thing both of her forms have in common is the fact that they always seem to wish to cheer people who are sad, unsure of themselves or outright depressed. It would seem that she is attracted to these kind of people a bit more than other more regular people.

HISTORY

Nobody really knows of Konomi's actual past as she never really speaks about it and does not seem to like to speak about it much at all. However, from what little she does say, it seems that her childhood was not a happy one, especially since her quirk manifested for the first time among a population that was mostly quirkless and hated other quirk users.

However, she insists that her past does not matter one bit to her, instead it's the present that needs her attention and that she needs to bring happiness to all she meets.

QUIRK

Demi-cellular Division: Her quirk, as far as she or anyone else is concerned makes her able to split herself into two smaller versions of herself that look exactly the same as one another.

OTHERS

Likes:
- Friendliness
- Joy(in other people)
- Singing
- Exercising
- Completing a goal

Dislikes:
- Herself
- Sadness(in other people)
- Quirk Hating People
- Hate
- Pineapples

Fears:
- Not being able to make any friends.
- Being hated by any new people.
- Her parents

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Kharon Minos

Kharon Minos

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OIA Designation

Race: Minotaur

Gender: Male

Age: 44

Psychological Profile
Considering what he is and what the reputation his kind has both in myth and in today's society, Kharon is actually a really friendly and jovial fellow when not out on a mission. He always finds time to talk to anyone who wishes to talk to him and gives them advice on what they should and should not do. When on the job, where the risk of increases, he turns into a different person completely, completely serious and completely focused on the task at hand, knowing that people can and will be hurt if he's not careful enough.

However, when he meets undead, he has to fight so that he doesn't go ham on them. Exceptions go to only those undead that he has worked for long enough besides and that he trusts enough.

Background(Character Bio)

Growing up as a minotaur is not easy, especially considering how they are viewed thanks to the one well known myth about them and Kharon was not an exception. His childhood was marred with examples of people bullying him both in school and outside it, both by other children and even some adults. However, if he were to tell you, those only made him stronger and made him into the rock solid person he was today.

His home life wasn't that much greater to be honest, his parents were kind, but they were quite poor, living day by day from odd jobs and the like. To add to it, his parents were extremely religious folk, following the old ways of some god of long ago, a god which specifically disliked death immortality and though he forgot most stuff about this god and what he preached, the only thing he remembered the preaching of was the absolute hate for the undead.

Growing up in the poorer areas of town, Kharon saw crime on a near daily basis, most of it petty crimes such as thievery, or something similar, though on occasion, he did see shootings and even gang wars happening around him. In most people, that alone might have meant that he would have been drawn in to become a gang member in one of these local gangs. However, instead of being drawn into one of these gangs, he chose to do quite the opposite and join the OIA

And though the OIA was not what he expected at first, he thrived as an Occult Tactics Operative, especially because of the brute force he was capable of. However, one day, a case was reported at a very familiar address, that of his parents. By the time they got there, all they found inside the house itself were two undead zombies and blood all over. The zombies were easily dispatched by Kharon and the other operatives there and the fate of his parents was obvious. From this point on forwards, Kharon harbored a deep distrust and sometimes outright hatred for all forms of undead.

And so, since then, Kharon has served since then until now as an Occult Tactics Operative, now as a sergeant after a promotion for his many years of service. Nowadays, he is just happy to be of help to people, though he still has a faint hope that he will find the man who was the cause of his parent's death.

Assigned Division: Occult Tactics Operative

Specialization
Special Operations & Swat
Close Quarter Combat(both armed and unarmed)
Combat Training
Physical Fitness

Training(if applicable)
Expert Close Quarter Combat
Heavy Firearms Training

Relevant Experience(if applicable)
Has worked as an Occult Tactics Operative for over 21 years.

Notes

After yet another hard day's work, Kharon takes anyone who is willing to a cold beer at his favorite bar to simply hang out and talk.

Though he harbors a hate for all undead, he has befriended a few undead who seemed to be actually nice people and like him simply branded as evil.

Ephielle Okairos

Ephielle Okairos

In regular attire

In Combat Gear

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OIA Designation

Race: Human(Demi-Goddess)

Gender: Female

Age: 3299

Psychological Profile(Personality)

After so many thousands of years, Ephielle has changed from the usual energetic person she once was. Now, she is a fairly jaded person after so many years of trying and failing to get her name recognized as a hero of myth. She is still sort of trying to do that, but now she takes a more laissez faire attitude when it comes to it, choosing to enjoy herself as much as she can and if by chance her name becomes recognized, then all the better, she has fun and becomes famous as well.

Background(Character Bio)

Ephielle is a very old person, though judging by her looks, you definitely could not say that since she says she looks just like she did when she was actually twenty years old during the Trojan War... yes, she is that old. Her seeming immortality is caused by the fact that she is a daughter of the god Poseidon and of a mortal mother that even she has forgotten the name of, much to her embarrassment.

Her first engagement was as part of the expedition to save Helen from the Trojan's in the conflict known as the Trojan War. There, among the many heroes, she hoped to carve her name in history at the expense of the Trojans. She participated in every assault, she participated in every fight, she befriended the many heroes of the Greek forces, Odysseus, Achilles, both Ajax the Greater and the Lesser and even the lesser known but incredibly badass hero, Diomedes.

She fought until the end of the war with the same ferocity of Achiles, especially when they had gotten into the city itself via the Trojan horse. After the war itself, she expected her name to be known by all, to be as praised for her prowess as the other heroes of the war, however, as the years passed, nobody spoke of her name, save only those close heroes that had met her personally. This made her feel personally insulted for a bit, however, that only drove her to fight even harder for recognition.

She then fought on the side of the side of the Greeks during the Persian Wars, then on the side of the Spartans during the Peloponnesian Wars, but once again, her name never came up later in the retelling of the famous historical tales. Then, she participated in Alexander the Great's campaign against the Persian Empire, where she personally led a group of Silver Shields in battle into victory after victory, however, once more, nobody but a few of the people she served with ever recognized her.

Since then, she has participated in conflicts great and small trying to get her name out there right up after WW2 when she saw the limits of human depravity, the lengths that humanity would try to go to achieve their vision of the world, in order to be great and to be remembered by the world.

For a while, that put her into a severe depression, just aimlessly living for a while, not really doing anything. However, a while later, a man she refuses to disclose the name of has pulled her from that and has been able to convince her to pursue that goal once more, though trying to enjoy life as best as she can while she does that.

And so far, working as an OTO has allowed her to do just that.

Assigned Division: Occult Tactics Operative
Specialization
Special Operations & Swat
Close Quarter Combat(both armed and unarmed)
Combat Training
Physical Fitness

Training(if applicable)
Expert Close Quarter Combat
Expert use of her water powers.
Standard Firearms Training

Relevant Experience(if applicable)
Has fought for a few thousand years on all sorts of battlefields, though she has shown a preference for fighting in close quarters rather than using guns. Despite that, she is not above using long range weaponry if it suits the situation better.

Notes

Ephielle really does and enjoys only two things right now(three technically if you count drinking), constantly fighting other people and beasts as part of the OTO and hitting on really anything and anyone that catches her eyes. In regards to the latter, the more the person she is interested in plays hard to get, the more interested she becomes in them.

Ephielle has a daughter she has named Allya, though she rarely, if ever talks about her.

Her daughter

The Occult Investigations Agency

Got it, thank you!

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I'm thinking of a Sergeant or Lieutenant, you decide.

The Occult Investigations Agency

Hey, one final question, since I plan my guy to be on the older side(mid forties or so), could he perhaps be of a somewhat higher rank?

The Occult Investigations Agency

Yeah, he'll be just a bit taller than most people and yeah, he'll definitely be in OTO. Also, since you gave me an idea, he will be a guy who has a particular distaste for the undead.