Blood Oath (MHA/BNHA)

-||~My Oath~||-

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"It's Edgeshot!" "Crust! Over here!" "Gang! Gang Orca!" "Best Jeanist, look over here!" "Ryukyu! She's so pretty!" "Miruko! Choke me with your thighs- OW!" "Pervert!" "ALL MIGHT! ALL MIGHT! ARE YOU A VIRGIN?" "Dude!" "What? We're all wondering!" "Endeavor! Why are you so ugly- AAAHH!" "Should we help him?" "Nah, he asked for it." "My bed is made of scorpions!" "...what?"

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Ah, how lively everything was here at the annual Hero Billboard Chart event, where every year the top 10 ranked pro heroes gathered to announce any changes in rankings and to assure the citizens watching that they're still in good hands.

One by one, the heroes of the hour marched onto the stage, each in their own ways.

All Might, the Number One Symbol of Peace himself, the definition of buff and burly, sported his Silver Age costume for this event, a vibrant red upper half with silver lines along the torso, shoulders, arms and chest, bright yellow wristguards and boots, blue pants and cape clipped onto his costume by 4 gold and silver cubes, two thick tufts of golden hair arched up high towards the heavens, bold shading and impossible shadows prevalent all throughout his body making him look like he was birthed through an American comic book, and his signature wide grin on his face, probably proud that he managed to make a mullet look decent; marched onto the stage with US Army drumming probably playing in his mind.

Endeavor.

Hawks, the youngest one here and the Number Three, slim and narrow build, ash blond hair that is swept messily backward with tufts arching backwards above his head that made him look like a dandelion that stumbled through a car wash, noticeably thick eyebrows and some stubble on his chin, his eyes are golden-brown and rather triangular, with two small black triangles just below his tear ducts and in the top corners of his eyes, making them resemble those of a bird or an edgy teenager going through a phase, a black shirt with a wavy golden pattern, over which he has a modified tan jacket with a high collar and slits over his shoulders to accommodate his bright red wings; the insides and cuffs of the sleeves are lined with white fur, and black gloves, topped with a yellow see-through visor that made him look like a 10-year-old that says he's the 'King of the Pool'; He held his arms casually behind his head and lazily glided onto the stage.

Oath, the Blood Defender and the Number Four, he was big and buff, but somehow managed to appear lanky and creepy to some, sleek pitch-black hair that cascaded down to his shoulder blades and curled inwards a bit by the base of his neck, thick eyebrows that arched roughly upwards which added to his overall sharp features, pale skin caused by a mutation in his quirk, a well-groomed goatee that stuck close to his defined jaw and added to his serious appearance, blood-red eyes that seemed to glow under the shadows of his slightly-sunken eye sockets, he wore a sleek dark-grey bodysuit under a black coat with a scarlet fur lining around the collar which was held on his shoulders by small magnets on his suit, the coat was clipped together by a small wine-red hexagonal rhombus with an insignia modeled after a drop of blood in its center, the bodysuit clung to his body snugly, a black belt was clipped around his hips with various pouches and compartments organized neatly on it, his lower half had patting on his crotch and legs, and he wore comfortable black red-based combat boots that clicked softly with each step, black fingerless gauntlets covered his arms with small compartments on his knuckles and along his forearms, leaving only his calloused fingers and sharp wine-red nails visible; he strutted calmly onto the stage with an air of authority.

Best Jeanist, the Denim Duelist and the Number Five, lanky as hell, blond hair that was so combed not a single hair stood out, he wore a buttoned-up jean jacket that had a stupidly high collar, leading some to wonder if he had a comically long face or a comically long neck, some jeans, a black belt with a gold buckle, and some brown boots; he walked calmly onto the stage while combing his hair.