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Clay McCog




Written Appearance

Clay is of average height and weight for his age, clocking in at five feet tall and weight just over a hundred pounds. He doesn't generally care much about his appearance, and so has a closet full of pretty much identical clothing. Whitish-pink shirts of both short and long sleeve varieties, and yellow sports shorts (he never wears long pants, even when it's cold). The only variation to this is his black tuxedo for very special occasions. His large, brown eyes are generally squinted in a look of suspicion, and his short fox tail always moves back and forth in jerky movements, even when the rest of him is perfectly still.
General Information

Race: Kitsune
Age: 14
Gender: Male
Archetype: Kirby
Store Position: Inventory Associate
Backstory

Clay was born without the ability to speak, or more specifically, without functioning vocal cords. With relationships being built mostly on communication between both parties, this was tough on him. Not many were willing to take the time to try to understand his charades-like way of speech on a regular basis, so he never became close friends with anyone. Instead, he spent his time following his older brother, Lyle, around. At first he was a bit of a nuisance, but he eventually learned enough by paying attention to assist with his brother's projects.
Once Lyle began working at the Lakewood Plaza Hero Supply Store, Clay began to hang out there after school. However, he wasn't the only one to hang around near the Hero Supply Store without actually working. This is how he met his rival, Mutt. She was a strategic prodigy when it came to games. Especially ones such as fetch or hide and seek. Even when he completely enclosed himself somewhere and stayed entirely quiet, she'd find him. Her senses were like that of a bloodhound. Clay vowed that one day, he'd find a hiding place somewhere in Lakewood Plaza where even she couldn't find him.
After a couple weeks of hanging around the store, Mr. Gar, not being a fan of people dwaddling around and doing nothing, began telling him to do things such as restock shelves, or count up inventory. Not one to disobey someone as mighty and powerful as Mr. Gar (he could probably squash Clay with his pinky toe), Clay became an employee of the Hero Supply Store.
Personality

Clay is a loner, at first by circumstance, but then by choice. Not wanting to feel the pain of being pushed aside again, he's become suspicious of others and doesn't put much effort into becoming friends with anyone. However, he's a very good listener (he's had a lot of practice), and people seem to enjoy telling him things. It supposedly relaxes them. Because of this, he knows a lot of things about a lot of people.
When coming across problems of his own, Clay doesn't like confronting them head on. He prefers to play intelligently, setting up every advantage he can against the threat like a game of chess. What he does may count as cheating to some, but when it comes to war, there is no law.
Abilities

Clay can swallow any object whole, even things larger than himself, by shrinking them down as he sucks them in. When he does this, he stores the objects in an alternate dimensional storage stomach rather than digesting them. He can cough these objects back up at any time, returning them to their usual size as good as new. He has obtained quite the collection of various objects over the years, from an uncountable amount of pennies to an entire house (the city was gonna demolish it to make room for the new supermarket, so he thought he'd do them a favor), and he's always looking to expand his collection even further.
Relationships

Lyle
Lyle is Clay's older brother. Clay looks up to him and likes to work as his assistant,
though might be sometimes seen as a bit of a nuisance.
Kokuro
Kokuro is Clay's older sister. They're not close, but not on bad terms, either.
Their relationship can only really be described as tolerant or neutral.
Iris
Iris and Clay naturally hung out with each other as the youngest employees of Mr. Gar.
They've become rather close, though neither are likely to admit it.
Mutt
Mutt is Clay's rival. She lives in the alleyways of Lakewood Plaza.
@Inkarnate
Just a heads up, Peter is invisible. The visible version of Peter, Mirror, wasn't involved in the crash course in crashing.
Reading!

Edit: So my thought is due to post actions, I feel like Asura's character is going to bump into Peter which is going to cause him to bump into Shiori (and knock her down to the floor, how lewd) and that'll be a hilarious scene for the next poster to see. I'll work on her reaction right away if you're cool with that conclusion, Ebil?


Oh my love it! Yes!
Alright, edited the post. I think it's probably easier to read and makes more sense as well. Well, at least I hope so xD
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Essentially, yeah. The desks themselves will have pieces of folded paper with the numbers written on them (in Japanese, duh.) so the students can notice their designations and correctly file into their assigned numerical seat.


Alright awesome, thank you :)
Just to make sure I don't mess anything else up, do the students already know which desk number they are? @Inkarnate
Tiny tidbit to consider is on the desks in the classroom are folded pieces of paper with the number that matches with the desk/student. Was going to get into that detail but I didn’t expect someone to just go in the class and get comfortable right away. Haha. Though I am curious how he walked into the classroom with Shiori's big butt in the way as she was leaning in to check out the room. Her body is in the doorway. Physically. To my knowledge, she would obstruct the relatively tiny entry way and force interaction (or someone would bump into her and send her to the floor) of some sort. It's a tiny opening, init?

Edit: I edited my post to clear up this confusion! Can I get an edit from you, pretty please. I'd love you forever.


Oh, oops, sorry! D:
Editing my post now.
Alright, phew, posted. Getting accustomed to posting with Peter/Mirror is gonna be tough. Probably half that hour I took writing was just me trying to word it in a way that makes sense .-.
P e t e r

• Ishin Academy, Sapporo (Japan) •
April 7th -- School Grounds


Normally Peter lead the way, with Mirror lazily following behind him. Today it was different. Today was Mirror's turn to lead, for Peter had no idea where he was going. He had a map, but he couldn't read it the traditional way. It became invisible whenever he held it, even to him. There were only two real ways to solve the issue. Either stop every once in a while to put the map on the ground to read it, which was most certainly not an option in the cascade of individuals within the Ishin school building, or have Mirror hold up his copy and read that. He chose the latter answer.

As they walked, Peter reflected on the rather dour opening assembly. Stern, strict, he could understand that. You can't become a hero without discipline and all that. But did they really need to be soulcrushing? A major part about being a hero is the ability to inspire hope in others. Dampening spirits was a much better strategy for villains than for heroes.

Then Peter had a new thought. Perhaps the principal was purposefully acting villainous to test how easily the students' dreams gave way? If heroes couldn't bring joy to themselves, they'd have a very difficult time bringing it to others. It both seemed logical and, well, less depressing, so Peter decided to stick with that.

As he contemplated, the two of them arrived at their destination, class 1-A, to find the doorway blocked by a black-haired girl. Probably a classmate, possibly a friend? Mirror began folding up the map and sticking it in his pocket as Peter gave a cheery hello.
"Hey, there! Is this your first year here as well?" Peter asked, "My name's Peter, nice to meet you!"

As he greeted her, Peter tried to look past her into the classroom itself. It had ten desks, lined up in a bit of an untraditional pattern. Instead of two by five, it was layed out three by three, with one all alone in the front. Peter felt a little sorry for whoever would have to sit there. He knew he was number 8, which probably meant he was in the back. That was at least an upside to this school. For some reason in his past classes, he was always stuck at the front, which was especially bothersome for Peter in particular. Mirror would always sit next to him on the floor and do his own thing, which was fine and all, but sometimes that included embarrassing himself or distracting everyone in the class. Eventually Peter started keeping an eye on him and commanding him to stop whenever he was about to do something, but that split attention away from the class itself. It wasn't great.

Besides the ten student desks, there was the teacher's desk in front. Peter couldn't tell if it were just his imagination or not, but this desk seemed especially imposing. Who was the homeroom teacher again? Oh right, Knightmare.
Charming name for a charming person, I'm sure. he thought drearily. This was gonna be good...



Tags: @Inkarnate


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