Toy Maker

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A weird looking puppet is placed on a table with it instantly being chained in place so it can't moved. After a little bit a person walks in and sits in a chair a good distance away. After pulling out a notebook and a pen the person talks. Her voice soft yet fills the room instantly. "Hello, I'm Lois Kent and I'm here to interview you. Can we start with your name?"

The room stays silent for a while before the puppet moved it's head. The motion a tad jerky at first before it looks around the room completely. Once it sees Lois it stops and it's expression changes from a creepy smile to a  evil glare. "Leave me alone and let my body rot. I do not do interviews." Lois chuckled, "So it's true you're a living toy." The puppet glared again, "I'm not a toy. If I don't get respect and some fucking oil for my joints I don't do interviews."

With a sigh Lois knocked on the wall a couple times. After a bit the hero Tentacole walks in and unchained the puppet before holding it in the air. "Make this quick please, this thing is unsettling." The puppet turned his head 180° to look behind him at the hero, "Says the hero literally named after a kink. You're more unsettling in my opinion."

Lois couldn't help but laugh before she pulled out a spray can of grease and started to spray his joints. After a while she finished and Tentacole chained the puppet back down before leaving. "Fine, you get your interview but I want to keep the grease. You bought the only brand that I can use so you've done some of your homework." Lois nodded and grabbed her notebook again before signalling for the puppet to start.

The puppet moved out of its chains and stretched, "Don't worry, I won't run. I can't even get far in this body as my main one got destroyed. My name is Izuku Midoriya, but you probably know me better as Toy Maker. I'm roughly 60 now. Honestly I'm not sure anymore thanks to never aging and my meditation I do when kept in my box."

Lois didn't even flinch but nodded, "That's correct. I want to know the obvious questions. Why become Toy Maker and actually become one as well?" Izuku chuckled and began to do yoga, "Simple on the toy bodies. I was nearly killed and my only option was to become one. I had to use a mix of science and magic to do it. Why I became Toy Maker will take a while, do you have a few hours free or will we have to do this in installments?"

Lois watched him move with a smile, "I have all day since it's only 8 am." Izuku sat on the table and swung his legs some, "Good to know but I will still do my best to keep it short. My story honestly starts at the age of 4 when I was revealed quirkless. Years of bullying and some suicide baiting I finally had enough. Let's skip to when I finally snapped. The day I met All Might and the day I quit wanting to he a hero."

~<Flashback Sequence>~

The day went as normally, punched, shoved in a locker, and being called a worthless Deku by Katsuki Bakugo. That's when the teacher walked in and said there's no need to do the placement exams as everyone wanted to be a hero. Bakugo went on a rant saying he'd be the next #1 hero and then the teacher said I also wanted to go to UA. That resulted in be being punched, a notebook I filled with blueprints and quirk info gut charred, and it was tossed into the schools koi pond.

Before leaving Bakugo told me to leap from the roof and hope for a quirk in the next life. After making sure he truly left I headed down, collected my book, and headed home. On my way home the sludge bastard grabbed me. I nearly died before All Might saved me by exploding the sludge with a punch. To wake me up he slapped my face repeatedly and he signed my notebook over two pages and the blueprints I had on them.

I asked him, "Can a quirkless person be a hero?" His answer crushed me. "Give up on that dream and be realistic." I admit I'm paraphrasing but that's the gist of it. After that I headed home with my dream gone. After that I stayed home for a week. A week that I spent crying and destroying the hero merch I got. My Mom was rightfully horrified once she saw my room and sent me to a looney bin for a while.

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