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How To Be A Hero - A My Hero Academy RP

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E I R H A Y A S H I

_{// Kosei Academy - Front Gate - Morning of Day 1 \\}

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Eir Hayashi was absent mindedly watching the tall girl fix her hair. She didn't mean to stare, honestly. Eir usually had rather impeccable manners, if only because her parents beat that sentiment into her every single day. 'A hero doesn't have poor etiquette!' Her father would screech if Eir so much as put her elbows on the table. Miss Hayashi was distracted, though. Her anxiety at finally being at admitted into a hero Academy, mixed with the awe inspiring sight of the building's massive size, made Eir forget to keep her wits about her. She had been day dreaming about...something. She couldn't remember exactly what. But whatever thought had been going through her head was abruptly shattered when the raven haired woman waved at her. Eir blinked a few times, recognizing what she'd been doing a moment earlier. Her cheeks flushed red as she scrambled to look anywhere else. Maybe if Hayashi pretended to be doing something else, the stranger would think Eir hadn't been looking at her at all. 'Oh no. Oh no no no.' The short teen panicked. Despite how friendly the prospective hero had been, what with the smile and the wave and all, Eir felt terribly embarrassed about the whole ordeal. It was a minor mistake that her young blind blew so far out of portion, her whole world might as well have been ending.

The nice lady didn't veer from her path toward Hayashi. She was keen to come over and say something. Eir wondered if she was just coming over to say hello, or if the stranger planned to rebuke her for Eir's earlier staring. She hadn't meant to do it! Her head had been on the clouds! It was an honest accident. Hayashi held her breath, occasionally shooting a quick glance toward the approaching figure. Her anxiety peaked when the stranger stopped moving not but a few feet away. Eir forced herself to turn and look at the woman, ready to be chewed apart for her social failings. Only, that's not at all what happened. The woman introduced herself as Dante. She had a disarming smile, and she spoke with an easing charm. Eir's butterflies departed from her stomach, though her shame doubled, her cheeks growing a deeper shade of crimson. 'Say something!' Hayashi internally screamed at herself, realizing she was staring again. 'Don't be stupid. Come on, you can talk!'

Eir opened her mouth, taking a singular breath before saying the first thing to come to mind. "I-I didn't mean to stare, I'm sorry!" Her first instinct was to apologize. 'Great job, E. Fantastic work. You're really good at this whole talking to people thing.' Hayashi reproofed her own ineptitude, as her father might have if he was standing over her shoulder at that moment. Eir realized she needed to introduce herself as well, lest she continue her string of rudeness. "I'm...I'm Eir Hayashi. It's very nice to make your acquaintance, Miss Dante." The small wannabe hero jumped out of her seat, shuffling over in front of Dante. She curtsied, formally introducing herself in an effort to repair her already soiled reputation. Eir also thought to tell the older teenager why she was looking at her earlier, perhaps to ask her about her quirk.

The opportunity to continue the conversation was abruptly stolen away from Eir by the arrival of another figure. This time a boy. He was a good deal shorter than Dante, but judging by his features and developed body, the guy was around her age. He, like most people, was still a few inches taller than Eir. She might as well have been a bonafide midget by how often she had to look up at people her own age to speak to them. Hayashi subconsciously slunk back behind Dante, keeping her distance from the man. Whoever he was, he didn't look very happy at all. He was the polar opposite of Eir's new acquaintance. He formally introduced himself as Iccho Matsuo. He didn't speak like most people Eir had met; was he from far away? Or maybe he just had a different set of rules of etiquette that made him seem different. Whatever the case, he had Eir's attention for the time being. "Um. Pardon me, sir." Hayashi spoke up from behind Dante, poking her head around the tall girl's legs. "But I don't believe following after Miss Dante and demanding an apology is proper behavior." Eir rather naively pointed out, completely forgetting that pointing that out to Matsuo was equally as rude as his own and Dante's behavior.

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E I R H A Y A S H I

_{// Kosei Academy - Front Gate - Morning of Day 1 \\}

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Eir Hayashi was absent mindedly watching the tall girl fix her hair. She didn't mean to stare, honestly. Eir usually had rather impeccable manners, if only because her parents beat that sentiment into her every single day. 'A hero doesn't have poor etiquette!' Her father would screech if Eir so much as put her elbows on the table. Miss Hayashi was distracted, though. Her anxiety at finally being at admitted into a hero Academy, mixed with the awe inspiring sight of the building's massive size, made Eir forget to keep her wits about her. She had been day dreaming about...something. She couldn't remember exactly what. But whatever thought had been going through her head was abruptly shattered when the raven haired woman waved at her. Eir blinked a few times, recognizing what she'd been doing a moment earlier. Her cheeks flushed red as she scrambled to look anywhere else. Maybe if Hayashi pretended to be doing something else, the stranger would think Eir hadn't been looking at her at all. 'Oh no. Oh no no no.' The short teen panicked. Despite how friendly the prospective hero had been, what with the smile and the wave and all, Eir felt terribly embarrassed about the whole ordeal. It was a minor mistake that her young blind blew so far out of portion, her whole world might as well have been ending.

The nice lady didn't veer from her path toward Hayashi. She was keen to come over and say something. Eir wondered if she was just coming over to say hello, or if the stranger planned to rebuke her for Eir's earlier staring. She hadn't meant to do it! Her head had been on the clouds! It was an honest accident. Hayashi held her breath, occasionally shooting a quick glance toward the approaching figure. Her anxiety peaked when the stranger stopped moving not but a few feet away. Eir forced herself to turn and look at the woman, ready to be chewed apart for her social failings. Only, that's not at all what happened. The woman introduced herself as Dante. She had a disarming smile, and she spoke with an easing charm. Eir's butterflies departed from her stomach, though her shame doubled, her cheeks growing a deeper shade of crimson. 'Say something!' Hayashi internally screamed at herself, realizing she was staring again. 'Don't be stupid. Come on, you can talk!'

Eir opened her mouth, taking a singular breath before saying the first thing to come to mind. "I-I didn't mean to stare, I'm sorry!" Her first instinct was to apologize. 'Great job, E. Fantastic work. You're really good at this whole talking to people thing.' Hayashi reproofed her own ineptitude, as her father might have if he was standing over her shoulder at that moment. Eir realized she needed to introduce herself as well, lest she continue her string of rudeness. "I'm...I'm Eir Hayashi. It's very nice to make your acquaintance, Miss Dante." The small wannabe hero jumped out of her seat, shuffling over in front of Dante. She curtsied, formally introducing herself in an effort to repair her already soiled reputation. Eir also thought to tell the older teenager why she was looking at her earlier, perhaps to ask her about her quirk.

The opportunity to continue the conversation was abruptly stolen away from Eir by the arrival of another figure. This time a boy. He was a good deal shorter than Dante, but judging by his features and developed body, the guy was around her age. He, like most people, was still a few inches taller than Eir. She might as well have been a bonafide midget by how often she had to look up at people her own age to speak to them. Hayashi subconsciously slunk back behind Dante, keeping her distance from the man. Whoever he was, he didn't look very happy at all. He was the polar opposite of Eir's new acquaintance. He formally introduced himself as Iccho Matsuo. He didn't speak like most people Eir had met; was he from far away? Or maybe he just had a different set of rules of etiquette that made him seem different. Whatever the case, he had Eir's attention for the time being. "Um. Pardon me, sir." Hayashi spoke up from behind Dante, poking her head around the tall girl's legs. "But I don't believe following after Miss Dante and demanding an apology is proper behavior." Eir rather naively pointed out, completely forgetting that pointing that out to Matsuo was equally as rude as his own and Dante's behavior.

How To Be A Hero - A My Hero Academy RP

@Araby264 I'm going to hold off on posting again until somebody else does. Don't want to clog things up with just the two of us going back and forth, ya know?

How To Be A Hero - A My Hero Academy RP

@Araby264 Ohhh. Well if that's the case, I'm sure you'll be back at a level you're comfortable with in no time.

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@Araby264 Ah, don't let me getting all long winded make you feel weird. ^^

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E I R H A Y A S H I

_{// Kosei Academy - Front Gate - Morning of Day 1 \\}

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Eir Hayashi stared out the car window at the rolling green hills and thick forest that passed by. Butterflies scrambled about in her stomach, indicating the young girl's growing apprehension. She could feel the tension in her body as her muscles locked up. After years of torturous 'training' beneath her father, Teruo, Miss Hayahi was finally going to take her first step in her journey to becoming a hero. Eir was terribly anxious about the whole thing. If she didn't do well here, she knew the sort of reprimanding that awaited her when she was sent home. To avoid such punishments, Eir would have to do her very best at Kosei Academy. She doubted she'd live up to her father's inane and grossly disproportionate expectations. He assumed his daughter would some day go on to become one of the very best heroes to ever live. Eir knew she could never reach such heights. Still, she needed to try, if not just to avoid his wrath. Hayashi was also a tiny bit glad to be going to the Academy. It meant time away from her parents. Eir didn't know what the teachers and students would be like here at Kosei, but she assumed they were better company than the kind Hayashi held back home.

'Maybe I'll finally get some time to myself.'

The bright green landscape gave way to a magnificent sight. Standing tall above everything around but the peaks of the nearby mountaintops was Kosei Academy. The school was absolutely gigantic. Before, Eir couldn't have imagined that the school was a proto-city; but now here she was, staring at the towering buildings that gleamed hopefully in the morning light. Hundreds of people moved to and fro among the concrete and steel pillars to human achievement. The sprawling metroplex blew away all of Hayashi's expectations, even if she had seen pictures of the place beforehand. No photograph could do the place justice. Eir also saw more of the black cars pulling onto the same road hers inhabited. More students, she guessed. Hayashi leaned up out of her chair, practically pressing her face against the glass to get a better view of it all. Her anxiety took a backseat to pure astonishment and awe. There was a quiet chuckle from the driver's seat as Eir audibly gasped. "I felt the same way when I first saw the place." The mustached, sixty some years old man responsible for her transportation commented with a smirk. Eir turned to look at him, smiling from ear to ear.

They came to a stop right outside the front gate, lined up with the other dozens of identical cars. Hayashi plopped back into her chair, waiting patiently for the driver to step out and come around to her side. The aging gentleman opened up the back passenger side door, motioning widely toward the many chairs set up in front of a stage. "You'll be inducted right over there. I'll make sure your luggage gets to your room. Best of luck to you, miss." Hayashi peeled herself from the leather seat, her converse hitting the pavement beneath her with a dull thud. She looked up at the taller man, bowing respectfully to him. "Thank you, sir!" Eir exclaimed. She quickly rushed out of the road, making a beeline for the staging area. There were tons of people that looked just like her, absolutely enthralled by the wonder of the Academy. Eir's smirk faltered at the handful of individuals that weren't smiling ear to ear. They looked over the crowd like prowling lions, looking for unsuspecting prey to devour. Hayashi put her hands in the pockets of her magenta hoodie to hide their shaking.

The short girl's pink and white hair, a result of her mother's quirk being partially passed on to Eir, bounced in the cool breeze. Eir maneuvered through the crowd, quickly moving to find a seat before all of the good ones were taken. She found a nice spot near the outside edge of the seats, toward the middle of the pack. Hayashi should've been practically invisible there, despite her bright clothing; she was in a hero academy, where appearances like hers were par the course. Eir's eyes wandered over the growing crowd of perspective superheroes. She noticed one particularly tall girl, perhaps six feet in height or maybe an inch shorter, seated a little bit ahead of her. Hayashi didn't usually see girls that height, at least any that were in the age bracket the Academy housed. I wonder what her quirk is... Eir wondered, finding herself staring for an uncomfortably long amount of time.

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E I R H A Y A S H I

_{// Kosei Academy - Front Gate - Morning of Day 1 \\}

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Eir Hayashi stared out the car window at the rolling green hills and thick forest that passed by. Butterflies scrambled about in her stomach, indicating the young girl's growing apprehension. She could feel the tension in her body as her muscles locked up. After years of torturous 'training' beneath her father, Teruo, Miss Hayahi was finally going to take her first step in her journey to becoming a hero. Eir was terribly anxious about the whole thing. If she didn't do well here, she knew the sort of reprimanding that awaited her when she was sent home. To avoid such punishments, Eir would have to do her very best at Kosei Academy. She doubted she'd live up to her father's inane and grossly disproportionate expectations. He assumed his daughter would some day go on to become one of the very best heroes to ever live. Eir knew she could never reach such heights. Still, she needed to try, if not just to avoid his wrath. Hayashi was also a tiny bit glad to be going to the Academy. It meant time away from her parents. Eir didn't know what the teachers and students would be like here at Kosei, but she assumed they were better company than the kind Hayashi held back home.

'Maybe I'll finally get some time to myself.'

The bright green landscape gave way to a magnificent sight. Standing tall above everything around but the peaks of the nearby mountaintops was Kosei Academy. The school was absolutely gigantic. Before, Eir couldn't have imagined that the school was a proto-city; but now here she was, staring at the towering buildings that gleamed hopefully in the morning light. Hundreds of people moved to and fro among the concrete and steel pillars to human achievement. The sprawling metroplex blew away all of Hayashi's expectations, even if she had seen pictures of the place beforehand. No photograph could do the place justice. Eir also saw more of the black cars pulling onto the same road hers inhabited. More students, she guessed. Hayashi leaned up out of her chair, practically pressing her face against the glass to get a better view of it all. Her anxiety took a backseat to pure astonishment and awe. There was a quiet chuckle from the driver's seat as Eir audibly gasped. "I felt the same way when I first saw the place." The mustached, sixty some years old man responsible for her transportation commented with a smirk. Eir turned to look at him, smiling from ear to ear.

They came to a stop right outside the front gate, lined up with the other dozens of identical cars. Hayashi plopped back into her chair, waiting patiently for the driver to step out and come around to her side. The aging gentleman opened up the back passenger side door, motioning widely toward the many chairs set up in front of a stage. "You'll be inducted right over there. I'll make sure your luggage gets to your room. Best of luck to you, miss." Hayashi peeled herself from the leather seat, her converse hitting the pavement beneath her with a dull thud. She looked up at the taller man, bowing respectfully to him. "Thank you, sir!" Eir exclaimed. She quickly rushed out of the road, making a beeline for the staging area. There were tons of people that looked just like her, absolutely enthralled by the wonder of the Academy. Eir's smirk faltered at the handful of individuals that weren't smiling ear to ear. They looked over the crowd like prowling lions, looking for unsuspecting prey to devour. Hayashi put her hands in the pockets of her magenta hoodie to hide their shaking.

The short girl's pink and white hair, a result of her mother's quirk being partially passed on to Eir, bounced in the cool breeze. Eir maneuvered through the crowd, quickly moving to find a seat before all of the good ones were taken. She found a nice spot near the outside edge of the seats, toward the middle of the pack. Hayashi should've been practically invisible there, despite her bright clothing; she was in a hero academy, where appearances like hers were par the course. Eir's eyes wandered over the growing crowd of perspective superheroes. She noticed one particularly tall girl, perhaps six feet in height or maybe an inch shorter, seated a little bit ahead of her. Hayashi didn't usually see girls that height, at least any that were in the age bracket the Academy housed. I wonder what her quirk is... Eir wondered, finding herself staring for an uncomfortably long amount of time.

How To Be A Hero - A My Hero Academy RP

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How To Be A Hero - A My Hero Academy RP

Eir Hayashi

_{Height: 5'1 ft / 154.94 cm
Weight: 101 lbs / 46 kg}

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Name: Hayashi, Eir
Age: 13
Gender: Female

Personality:

Eir is a timid girl that doesn't like to stand out in a crowd. She enjoys the solace of silence rather than the company of others more often than not. Hayashi lacks confidence; she constantly questions her abilities, and whether or not she can measure up to the standards expected of her. Eir is far from the ideal hero. She's cowardly, uncertain and unable to stand up for herself. Her introverted nature usually leads Eir to having few friends. If it was for her to decide, Hayashi would never have signed up for the hero course at Kosei Academy. She'd much rather focus on her true passion: art. Eir had always had a natural talent for drawing. Since the teen has a tendency to bottle up her emotions and not share how she feels with others, Eir uses her art as a means of expressing herself. Whenever she isn't rigorously studying to become a better hero, Hayashi is probably working on her next sketch. Eir realizes she isn't living for herself, but doesn't have it in her to change anything about the direction her life is taking.

Background:

Eir Hayashi was born in Kanuma, Tochigi to Teruo and Shoko Hayashi. Teruo, her father, was the physics teacher at a local high school. Her mother ran a general store in town. Teruo had always wanted to be a hero. It was his dream since he was just a boy. He had idolized the profession and those that took it upon themselves to become superheroes. Teruo had tried to become one himself.
But alas, his quirk was near useless for hero work; he could know the answer to any equation he wrote down using a number two pencil. A fine skill for a teacher, but one Teruo could never make use of in his desired profession. Devastated by his own personal failure, Teruo tried to live out his dream through his only child, Eir Hayashi. Her quirk manifested when she was three, when Eir fell thirty five feet straight down into a pit and survived the fall unscathed- albeit, the little girl had been covered in bone-like armor when the authorities retrieved her. Her father was overjoyed when she was returned to his arms. Not because she was alive, but because of the fantastic quirk his child had. The man quickly set her path in stone: she was to be a hero, and nothing less would satisfy her dad.

She felt the pressure of Teruo's expectations throughout her whole life. He pushed her to become what he wanted her to be, shunning anything the child might want for herself as folly. Eir quickly learned to never speak up in disagreement with her old man, because...consequences...always followed. Silent consent was the best way for young Hayashi to avoid the disapproving glare she had come to fear. This defense mechanism leaked into the rest of Eir's life, turning the vibrant child quiet as the grave. She retreated into her shell, finding her only joy in drawing. Even as a child, Eir liked to make pretty pictures. Her wild imagination could be put to the page. Through her pictures, Eir could dream of being something more than her parent's expectations. Eir could be a teacher, an astronaut or a farmer. Or a four headed dragon monster. Whatever she wanted to be, Hayashi could use a pencil or a crayon to make it real.

As time passed, Eir excelled in school. She had an excellent memory, and her parents pushed her to succeed in everything she did. The girl liked to read and study; it gave her an excuse to avoid Tersuo's exhausting 'hero training regime.' That's what he called what could otherwise be described as torture for a middle schooler. Her father tried to turn Miss Hayashi into the perfect example of a human being. He ran her until she collapsed. Pushed her grow her strength until Eir couldn't hold her own arms up anymore. It was cruel, inhumane and nobody did a damn thing to stop Tersuo. Her mother quietly disapproved of the practice. Shoko would sometimes fake that Eir was sick and allow her to stay home with her. She sneaked candy into Eir's perfectly regimented diet. The woman never once tried to stop things, though. Eir didn't know why; she assumed Shoko was just as afraid of Tersuo as Eir was. Eventually, the quiet girl was old enough to send to one of Japan's hero academies. Tersuo tried to enroll her into top schools like U.A High, but Miss Hayashi cleverly sabotaged her own exams. She figured she was far from up to snuff anyway, but it was better to be safe than sorry. Tersuo eventually caught on to her scheme. He punished her for her actions, and then shipped her off to Kosei Academy. Eir had to perform to avoid her father's wrath. She did excellently on the written exam and her performance in the physical exam was satisfactory.

Quirk: Bone Carapace

Eir's quirk turns her into a human tank. On command, the girl can create bone-like armor. Forming it takes only a split second, and she can hold it there for upwards of an hour before she has to break the carapace and recharge. Hayashi's armor is quite heavy, especially for someone of her size; wearing it slows her down considerably. Eir can't move at all while wearing the full suit, leaving her vulnerable to any area of effect attacks unless she wants to anchor herself to one spot. Once Eir has shed a part of her shell, she can't reform it on that same spot for roughly ten seconds. Her carapace, while extremely durable, can still be cracked and destroyed. Eir isn't able to reform a broken shell for hours.

Hayashi's special move is Knuckle Duster Buster. She concentrates her carapace around her fists, forming two bone-like knuckle dusters. Eir's otherwise underwhelming punches become a dangerous threat to anyone that gets too close to her. It's her only true offensive move, but Hayashi can use it to great effect against any opponent that underestimates the power behind her tiny fists.

Talents and Skills:

• Talented artist, particularly at sketching/drawing
• Skilled at climbing
• Excellent memory and keen observer

How To Be A Hero - A My Hero Academy RP

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