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Sensitivity to Loud Noises
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× Character ×
Naku no Inku
Meaning of Name: Cry of Ink
Gender: Nonbinary, but feminine
Pronouns: Ink, She, They
Theme song:
I got no time - By: The Living Tombstone
Quirk: "Art n' Ink"
The user has a tail made of paper that normally curls, and has ink that comes from their fingertips (or whole hand).
They can stretch out their tail and, if written on by anything (usually ink) it can be torn off without pain.
People with this quirk usually live normal lives and get jobs as artists or jobs that require taking notes often.
Personality:
Blank, to say the least. They rarely react to things in a proper manner. (Exp: Laughing when scared/ in pain, ect.)
Gets angry, seemingly, easily
Forgetful, they take many notes. They often leave sticky notes on desks or throughout the school. (Sticky notes with dates on them, people's names, ect.)
Description:
Black Gloves that are torn at the ends
The female UA uniform, Support Course Uniform
Long white fluffy hair, down to their waist. Has Black ink stains in it.
Black void eyes
Department:
Support
They help make Support items. They write down notes for teachers and students alike.
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I have this urge
I have this urge to kill
I have this urge to kill and show that I'm alive!
I'm getting sick from these apologies from people with priorities, that their life matters so much more than mine
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But I'm stuttering
I'm stuttering again
Noone will listen and noone will understand
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♡ ° Start ° ♡
I walked quietly to my class, writing on a sticky note
Date: Oct. 2nd
I need to go to Mr. Hizashi to take notes for him in room #×××
'That takes care of that.' I think as I stick the note to my tail.
| Time Skip |
I walked into the teachers lounge, looking for Mr. Hizashi.
As I close the door behind me I look up and see teachers eyes staring at me.
"What are you doing in here?"
Someone asks me sternly.
".. I was instructed to take notes for Mr. Hizashi, I'm looking for him."
I state, slight nervousness seeping into my voice.
The room goes silent for a moment. But only for a moment.
"Well little listener! I was told you'd be with me today!"
A loud voice says with an overwhelming.. excitement? Happiness?
