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Uncharted Waters - A One Piece RP

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Snobby Students Are Summoned As Heroes?

Uriel Bertolini

“And when you make your way up here, we will have some questions for you.” To be absolutely honest, Uriel also had some questions for himself. First of all: how should he refer to himself? Should he try and play it off like he was a woman all along when interrogated? Or should he explain the situation and embark on a quest to recover his manhood? The trek upwards seemed long enough to allow the mob heir(-ess) to try and improvise a story. A hand reaching to the rope and giving it a tug would reassure him that it would allow him to reach the rim of the well safely.

Uriel was quick to discover that he seemed much lighter than what he was before, and that his limbs were swifter and nimbler than he expected. Confidence began to blossom within his chest as he began to climb his first steps and promptly slipped due to the combination of the smooth walls and the lack of experience with the heels. He figured that it'd be easier if he did it barefoot so he bent his leg backwards to pull the footwear off with a free hand. However, as his fingers traced the contour of his legs, he did not only discover that they were very slender but also that the boots reached up to his upper thigh. Not only that, but they were fastened in such a way that it'd be too time consuming to remove them. As he thought about this, he caught himself removing a lock of wet hair away from his eyes in an absent-minded manner, an act that confused him more. How was his brain already used to this situation but he wasn't?

The bob of bucket bucket leading it to touch his shoulder reminded Uriel of the situation and of the tales of well dwelling creatures that weren't interested in his well-being and would rather eat him raw. Or perhaps well done, who knows at this point? As such, Uriel began to climb upwards, taking it slow and easy to avoid slipping again. At this moment he noticed he had a rather large coat on him that was weighing him down a little bit due to it now being absolutely soaked in water, and that he had a strange golden object floating slightly above his head, the shimmers of gold reflecting the sun giving off its presence.

It'd be a somewhat long trek but, unless any unexpected difficulties arose, the villagers of Tici would welcome a young, tanned redhead with a floating headpiece into their little town as she rose up from the well. They'd also see that their first action was to take off that pompous coat she was wearing and disregard any questions or words to look at herself, first at the strange tattoo she had on her hand then at the rest of her body, visibly annoyed yet too disturbed to comment on any of it. She patted down her entire upper body, a red eyebrow perking up at how solid her abdomen was. Overall, she wasn't half bad. Standing at a five foot and half and with a slender and very toned body that was almost completely in display due to the scarce clothing, she could consider herself attractive despite the incredibly striking look.

With a heavy sigh, Uriel swiped all hair on his face upwards to clear the view and finally look around, taking in the landscape and, more importantly, the little gremlins around him. He was frankly surprised to see all those animalistic traits on the kids, but he had head an adult before and, lo and behold, there effectively was one. Assuming that he was the one that spoke, Uriel approached the blond man. He set his hand on his hips in an open stance, one that, whilst carrying a masculine aura, it'd came off as a tomboy more than anything. His voice, when he spoke, properly reflected that he was at his wit's end and was simply waiting for the surprises to end. "Alright, before you ask anything: Where the hell am I?" asked the man-turned-woman. He was fairly sure that the man would be offended but there were bigger things to worry about in his opinion. Namely, getting used to this new body.

𝕁𝕚𝕘𝕠𝕜𝕦𝕣𝕒𝕜𝕦 𝔸𝕔𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕒 | A 'My Hiroaki-demia' RP

Haruka Fujimori

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Interactions: Suguro Umi @AdmrlStalfos19, anyone with functioning nostrils that's by the back.

Well, wasn't that quite the amusing turn of events. After very definitely catching the eye of the most boisterous one of the bunch, Haruka was able to spectate this fellow's great claim to fame as Jigokuraku's Number 1 only for someone more fitting for the position to open the gates to their new fate. Nevertheless, this didn't stop the man from attempting to squash the bug that had wronged him. However, what happened after that surprised her even more as she saw that Goudo, of all people, was there. It took her quite a bit of effort to keep her composture and not go over to ask for his autograph, as she was the proud owner of a poster featuring the man as one of his most iconic roles: a suave lady-killer that served as the antagonist to a cheesy action movie. Granted, such a liking to the man had been boosted by being around the older women of the family, but the fact remained that one of her idols was present and, to top it off, it seemed like he was going to be their teacher.

They were all beckoned to enter the assembly hall of the new school, an invitation that Haruka took her time to accept as the crowd of students made their way in. What they'd see is that the plant woman was pulling out a spray bottle from her bag which she'd generously apply on her face and mane of leaves before storing it back where it came from and taking a swig from a bottle of water in a manner that'd make bystanders wonder if this was a commercial for a summer refreshment. However, all of these motions were deliberately slow and careful: she was biding her time to enter amidst the back of the group. All of the other students were there and she could see that several of them were quite eye-catching themselves by their own standards. Not only that, but her presence during the Jigokuraku was relegated to a supporting role for others, something that had earned her enough points to pass but it costed her recognition. Therefore, if she wanted to leave a lasting impression on her peers she'd have to engineer it as much as she could with what she had at hand.

And that's exactly what she did.

After a couple more of moments dedicated to letting the bee fulfill its natural duty and avoid the ruckus that such creature tended to cause in enclosed spaces filled with teenagers, Haruka made her way into the assembly hall at a measured step. Holding her bag with both of her hands in front of her, a straight and proper posture and a polite smile never leaving her face, Haruka made sure to play the part of a perfect japanese school idol even if she wasn't one yet. The natural fragrance of the hyacinth on her head, intensified by them being now indoors, would only accentuate this effect, acting as a natural perfume that'd have the heads of other students turning towards her.

When the leaf-haired student reached the assembly hall, she took a couple of moments both to admire the amount of space and to let others admire her as she stood by the door before letting her bag down with the others. The downside of this was that there weren't that many seats around for her to use, and she'd rather not sit next to a male student to try and avoid having someone flirting with her when she'd rather be paying attention to the opening ceremony. Her eyes scanned the landscape and she spotted an odd sight: a lump on one of the seats that she later discerned to be actually a little girl. It took her another second to recognize why the girl's legwear was familiar: she had caught a glimpse of this girl during the exams. Moreover, she didn't remember her being this thin. Nevertheless, Haruka didn't waste any time approaching the girl and adressing her with a gentle smile. "Excuse me, do you mind if I sit with you?".

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TL;DR

Haruka shows her fellows students the true meaning of fashionably late then asks a shy sponge girl if she can sit next to her.

𝕁𝕚𝕘𝕠𝕜𝕦𝕣𝕒𝕜𝕦 𝔸𝕔𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕒 | A 'My Hiroaki-demia' RP

Heya. Things have been hectic and I didn't get a good time to sit down and write. Today I do, however. Mind tossing the link again. It expired.

𝕁𝕚𝕘𝕠𝕜𝕦𝕣𝕒𝕜𝕦 𝔸𝕔𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕒 | A 'My Hiroaki-demia' RP

Haruka Fujimori

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The advantages of being the beloved daughter of a member of Kirisama's supply and demand chain came to shine at this particular day, as her father drove her all the way from the coast to the first step of the stairs on the family's van, saving her the hassle of waking up absurdly early in this chilly winter morning. Haruka's family had taken the news of her being accepted into Jigokuraku rather well and threw a big dinner party for the ocassion. Her uncle had even tried to push her into drinking a bit of wine, but she managed to politely decline the invitation by stating that she needed to be up early now and waving goodbye to the rest of her relatives.

Haruka made sure that she had brought everything needed. Notebooks, pens and pencils in their case and a couple of bottles filled with mineral water to keep herself hydrated, one of which was actually a spray bottle she pulled out of her bag and began to use on her face and hair. The transition from winter to spring had her in a rather good mood, if she was to be honest to herself, and to cause a better impression on her classmates she had spent the last few days making sure that her mane of hair was lush and verdant. Not only that, but since this morning she had been preparing a special flower for the ocassion and to ensure she had a good first impression on those that saw her today: a large hyacinth blossom had grown on the side of her head, the sweet fragrance making her father complain and roll down the window. She hoped that her future classmates would be more understanding.

When she was done grooming herself, she pulled out her phone to check the time and smiled to herself at the fact she didn't have to hurry up the steps and take the ascent at her own pace. After all, winter ugg boots weren't particularly good for running up half a thousand steps. Her choice of an outfit clearly veered towards fashion rather than practicality, being composed of a light brown coat with a belted waist that reached down to her knees, after which one'd see that she was wearing black tights to protect her legs from the cold weather.



After a bit of time, Haruka had reached the end of the ascent and she took the liberty of sipping from one of her bottles. She was mildly agitated for the lengthy trek, but she made sure to not show it and instead look as prim and proper as possible. A quick glance was given towards everyone and her attention was fixed for a moment at the stocky man or, more specifically, his moving antennae. That was certainly unfortunate, but she hoped that they wouldn't have to interact further from exchainging pleasantries and ocassionally aiding each other. There were only a few kind of bugs that she was willing to let near her, one of such specimens having taken to follow her on the last part of the ascent. As such, when Haruka began walking closer to the group, they wouldn't only be alerted by the approaching fragrance of her purple blossom but also the light buzzing of a bee that couldn't manage to rest on her head. With this, she hoped that she wouldn't need to go out of her way to get closer to anyone personally.

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TL;DR

Haruka was brought to the stairs in Papa's truck and went up at a pace to not work up much of a sweat. She has a big, blue flower on the side of her head, a hyacinth. She also acquired a bee companion on the last part of her trek. People would be alerted by her being there by the sweet fragrance of the flower, and maybe a bit of buzzing.

Snobby Students Are Summoned As Heroes?

Uriel Bertolini

Alright, this was a major issue. The sheer shock of the revelation had caused hi-he-them to forget how to properly swim for a brief moment, causing Uriel to sink down and flail their arms around in a frankly pitiable show and it took them a couple of seconds to calm themselves long enough to rest a hand on the inner wall of the well to support themselves better. At this moment, he didn't know whether to hate or thank the darkness they were in, as it was what avoided Uriel from seeing just how they looked at.

Whilst they were pondering how they could try and get out from this situation when the darkness got slightly darker. Uriel's eyes turned upwards and, whilst they couldn't make out exactly what was obscuring the few rays of sunlight that came downwards, they made out shapes altering the circular shape of the hole. Then, the sound of a child's voice echoed from wall to wall until it reached Uriel's ears and the complaints of a man who found his virility taken away from him were soon overshadowed by the kid's words:

“Weird lady, you know there’s a monster in our well right?”

Revived only to be eaten by the Loch's Well Monster, what a fate to be subjected to. However, Uriel was gonna take this new chance given to him, even if it means saying goodbyes to certain commodities his original body provided him. "Hey, kid!" Uriel stopped for a second, surprised at how femenine his new voice was. Even if it had a distinct masculinity with his tone and manner of speaking, his vocal chords made it sound like a tomboy rather than a stereotypical butch. "Mind throwing a length of rope or something for me to climb out?" requested Uriel. Meanwhile, his eyes darted around and he kept his ears peeled for any sort of disturbance. He was in a woman's body, he had been brought back from the dead, there was a Goddess and he was inside of a well. A monster didn't sound far fetched, so it would be better for hi-he-them to prepare.

𝕁𝕚𝕘𝕠𝕜𝕦𝕣𝕒𝕜𝕦 𝔸𝕔𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕒 | A 'My Hiroaki-demia' RP

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Haruka

"Indeed: I got a bit tangled up, as you say. I do ask of you to try a bit harder than that next time."

Name: Haruka Fujimori
Age: 15
Height: 5'5
Weight: Approx 110 lbs

Full Body Appearance

Build: Her arms are usually in a human shape, although her fingers lack nails and digital prints. Her build is also not as voluptuous as in the picture, instead being one more fitting for a girl in her teenage years. The flower on her head varies but it's always a fragrant one, easily giving out her presence to the bystanders.

Description: On a twist of fate that made more than a few persons turn their heads and resulted in the hollering laughter of a particularly lively uncle the moment the news arrived, Haruka was born into a family of fishermen. Perhaps because of this contrast between her nature and her family's business practice, Haruka was always groomed and cherised by her parents and numerous cousins, being particularly close to her mother and aunts due to being the most stereotypically feminine one between the more hardened and strong-willed women of that generation of her family.

Well-mannered and easy-going, Haruka found herself quickly rising in popularity in school amidst both the boys and girls, attention that she easily grew accostumed to. In academic matters she rarely had any issues, not being particularly smart but progressing through sheer dilligence. As the years passed by and she grew older and more mature, people could see how she was becoming more and more of a perfect housewife: the old women of her family were all too eager to teach her the skills and tricks they've learned from their married lives. However, this wasn't all that had changed.

Due to the positive attention and support she had received throught her life, Haruka had slowly grown to become vain and superficial. It wasn't enough of an issue to overshadow her prim and proper behavior, but people generally agree that there's an undeniable smugness behind her smile as of late. Not only that, but her recent failure at the UA entrance exam, a place where she wanted to enter due to its prestigious nature and get the chance to meet one of her idols, gave way to the ocassional display of a sharp wit and venomous tongue that had been previously kept at bay.

After the failed exam, which she behemently avoids talking about, Haruka got a part-time job as a waitress at the coffeehouse near the Courtyards. However, the moment she got word that Jigokuraku Academy had come to be, she wasted no time. This was a new opportunity, and she was going to take it.

Quirk:
Sentient Plantlife || Mutant Type Quirk
Despite what the name would imply, Haruka's not a plant that became able to think, but rather a human with numerous plant-like aspects. From the versatile ability of turning her limbs into several vines to the hindrance of depending on the seasons to be useful, Haruka's aware of only a few of the multitude of capabilities of her own quirk.

Misc:
Likes:

• Spring
• Sunny or rainy days
• Infusions
• Bees
• Fish dinner
• Electronic music

Dislikes:

• Autumn
• Cloudy days
• Coffee
• Caterpillars and other pests
• Parasites
• UA and Shiketsu

Trivia:

• She always keeps a spray bottle filled with fresh water at hand, which she regularly applies to her face and hair.
• The flower on her head is part of her, and she changes it every couple of weeks.
• Due to the previous point it's not uncommon to see bees flying near her when outside.
• She's rather good at brewing tea, growing the leaves needed herself.

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