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I'm down for this. Might message you about the Level 5 Esper. I might have ideas.
1. Well discharging it for punches and kickes is the primary reason for the whole quirk. Be honestly worthless without it. I can take out using it for far range attacks tho. Discharging in an explosive manner makes sense as in loss of

2. Never had the idea for him having an actual turbine on his body. Just another way his body processes air. As said power wouldnt work with an actual turbine on his body cause clothes.

3. Idk if im okay with Kaminari weakness of short circuiting the brain. Cause well powers arent the same technically. Prefer the weakness I placed.
Sample post is missing. Coming up with a good idea to wow you all.

OMG! A MY HERO RP! I'M HYPE! I CAN NOW MAKE TURBINE! HERO COMING! Also if anyone would like to link characters, I would't. Hero or villain.


Sarutobi Compound, Konohagakure
Present Day, Sunrise
Interacting with: N/A



The sun light slowly crawled its way across the village hidden in the leaves to awake the villagers. As the sun shined across the Sarutobi Compound, it slowly rose upon the body of a young Sarutobi standing in the middle of the training ground. A young boy wearing only jogging pants and hand wraps that were stained with blood. Sweat rolled down his muscles before dripping to the earth below, staining it with his hard-work. Broken training dummies gave way to the actions that transpired that night. The young boy had been forcing his body to go beyond his limits all night, punching, kicking, and smashing the dummies. Indents in the ground gave way to his training on movement, constantly perfecting his agility as ninjas needed to be as agile as possible. His body was literally a shape in the soft dirt from all the various exercises that he had performed. A standard routine for Atsumi that he almost never missed, his body the perfect display of his love. For a kid his age, his body was ripped with muscle.

"I know you are there." The boy spoke out loud as he wiped the sweat from his brow with a towel around his neck.

"Atsumi, why aren't you sleep?" A female voice spoke softly yet it was still a commanding tone.

Atsumi's eyes met with the woman who had made herself known. This would be the woman that Atsumi called his mother. "Mother, I..." Before the Sarutobi child could finish his sentence, his mother had rushed forward to embrace him like any mother would. She loved to see the hard work that he put in his training but also worried that he was overworking himself to the bone. Atsumi could feel the warmth from his mother and it could only ever comfort him. She pulled away just a bit to look at her darling boy.

"Now Atsumi, you can't work yourself too hard. I know where you train so hard." His mother's words were soft, "You and your brother are my perfect----"

"Don't compare me to him." Atsumi pushed away from his mother, staring at her as if he was staring directly into her soul. His smile transformed into a grimace. "I'm nothing like him." Atsumi made how he felt known as he started a walking toward the inside of the compound.

Hours seem to pass as Atsumi had finally made it to the Academy. His red armor glistened in the sunlight and his eyes darted back and forth as to look for a certain female. Today was graduation day for the young shinobi and he wanted to be around Ria.


The sheer force from the monster's claw had sent Pagonia from his feet, flying through the air. Eyes closed to world around him, Pagonia could only feel the pain from being slammed into the thick tree behind him. Pain shot through his body, his back would be purple for days and his chest would definitely be a source of pain. Pagonia was still wide awake despite what just happened, most notably trying to figure out what his next move would be. His eyes slid open just enough to see Etoile's glare and his brother going all out in his stead. It was probably a bad idea to attack the way he did but, at the time it was a solid plan. The monster's mutation surprised him, catching him off guard. Next time that won't be the case. Until then he felt someone drag his body, noticing that it was Clara.

"Welp that was fun." Pagonia weakly spoke.

About forty seconds passed before Pagonia felt he was ready to get back on his feet, despite any objections from Clara. He escaped from her defense and hastily took a stand. His hand rubbed across the armor, feeling the huge dent in the breastplate from the monster. Luckily the breastplate took the brunt of the attack, leaving only a bruise on his chest and possibly a broken rub or two. Right now he didn't care about any of that. He reached up to grab at a strap that helped keep the armor attached to him before pulling it and releasing the breastplate from his body. With a loud thud, it slammed into the earth, and Pagonia felt a wait lifted off his shoulders....literally.

"HEY GUYS! GIVE ME AN OPENING! I GOT A BETTER IDEA!" Pagonia yelled out to his newfound comrades, ice coalescing around the blade of his sword, which he still held tighter than a mother with her newborn, "Clara, can you make makeshift steps for me? I need some....height for this to work."
So we can create stuff for certain moves? Cause definitely wouldn't mind using like say...Wolf Fang Fist.
I'll probably be going human or android, tbh. Maybe Namekian.
I'll let them fight it out but my eye will be on it. I'll be watching closely.
Just gonna poke my head in here. You know me and how I feel bout digimon. So just uh.....checking it all out.
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