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Y/N L/N, 21. Rank: No 4 Hero. Hero Name: Forge
Quirk/s: Blade Body
Quirk Summary: User is able to summon any kind of blade out of their skin and bone. User must know the specific shape of said blade.
If user creates too many blades at once time, the users bone can disintegrate.
Outfit description: Sleeveless F/C skintight suit that ends at the upper thigh. Grey gloves. F/C cape with tattered ends. Black combat boots with sheaths attached on each side, holds 5-10 throwing knives. Black gas mask without eye goggles. A utility belt with mulitple pockets and holsters.
Power: A Speed: B Technique: S Intelligence: A Cooperativeness: S
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I SIGH AS I WIPE THE BLOOD OFF MY KATANA. I make these weapons with such care, only for them to be bloodied or dented. I inwardly shrug. Guess its just apart of the job. I peer down at the villain. He made the mistake of robbing a small cafe while I was across the street.
"At least give me a challenge." I mutter, more so to myself. Don't get me wrong, I love my job. Hell, isn't it most peoples' dreams to be a Pro Hero? But sometimes, the small petty things people do is just disappointing. Its like they have nothing better to do then to terrorise a small business.
Cops show up on either side of me, armed with a gun and hand cuffs. They look to me for approval. I nod towards the crook, beaten and cut up on the floor before me.
"He's all yours." I say simply. They nod as they cuff him, slamming him against the cop cars hood. I slide my katana back into my palm. The only down side to my quirk, is that I can't actually take the blades out of me, they have to be stuck somewhere. The good side is that my blade could reach to about the length of a block. So that was nice.
I get chucked the small bag of money that they guy stole. I shrug as I walk back into the small cafe, my hands up in a peaceful gesture and a smile on my face.
"Theres no need to fear anymore. The robber is going to jail as we speak, thank you for being so cooperative." I say warmly. They all cheer as I walk up to the counter. I drop the bag on the table and slide it to the exciteded women. "I believe this is yours." I pause, looking behind her. "Could I please have a (favourite flavour) milkshake?" I ask, pulling out my wallet from my utility belt.
She waves her hands frantically. "No no please! Its on the house. Its the least we could do to thank you." I hid my frown with a small smile. I hate charity, but it would be rude to refuse.
I nod. "Why thank you, thats very kind of you." I turn around and spot everyones stare on me. A few kids came up to me, dying for an autograph. I gave a smile as I stepped out of line and took the notepad and pen.
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After a few minutes of meeting fans and taking pictures, I walked out with my milkshake. I left the barista with a large tip to compensate for the free drink. I walked through the crowded streets. People pointed and snapped photos of me, but I've grown used to it.
I turn my head to see another villain, this time roaring at civilians and smashing windows. I rolled my eyes as I ran towards it.
'Not a single care in the world apparently.' I give a kid my milkshake while running, seeing it as a waste if it wasn't finished. I propel a blade from my elbow and stab the large villain in the hand, making him cry out in surprise and pain.
"Smashing windows in broad daylight? Not your finest move dude." I say sourly. I motion for the passersbys to move back before I slice the villain. He lunges at me, trying to punch me. I inflict a deep cut on the back of his forearm as I dodge his attack. He falls to the concrete clutching his arm while crying out.
I hold a thin blade to the back of his neck. His cries stop instantly as he feels the cold metal. I pull a walkie talkie from my utility belt and call for the cops to come.
Minutes later, two cops come and take him away. The civilians who were watching cheered. I nodded and took a few pictures before I left, continuing on down the street.
A buzz in my belt interupts me from my patrol and thoughts. I stand off to the side of the busy pathway and check my phone.
precious green bean - 2:28pm Hey Y/N! Could you come to my hq asap? Need to talk urgently. 😊
I look above all the other buildings to see Deku's place. I shrug as I type a response.
spooky scary skeletons Sure. Be there in a few minutes.
I put my phone back into my pocket and keep walking, my destination abruptly changed.
