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Dante

That was easy.

Compared to the written exam he took to secure his recommendation, that one had been an absolute piece of cake. Moreover, a good number of the questions on this exam were carry overs from the Recommendation Exam. He blazed through the answers, a grin spreading over his features every time he came across a familiar question. This was where all his academic hard work paid off: all those hours he put in studying to be top in his class, all that time he dedicated to lock in a a slot at the Recommendation Exam, to ultimately secure a Recommendation. Everything was finally coming together.

At the end of the exam, he found the standard Integrity Pledge, which basically just said that he had completed the work himself with no outside help or influence, quirk related or otherwise. He couldn't help but sign it with a bit of a flourish. For the first time since the test was in front of him, he looked up. His face fell as he realized he had finished with more than a little time to spare. Judging by the furious writing around him, he may very well have been one of the first done.

Then came the waiting... That almost drove him nuts. Just sitting there, staring at the clock, counting the seconds as they turned to minutes.

At long, long last, the time concluded and he let out a sigh of relief.

He listened intently to Gatekeeper's speech. Covering his mouth to keep from snickering at the various slipups, and the obstinate piece of paper that decided to remain like a crown atop the teacher's head. So, there'd be five criteria that they had no clue about. Sure, you could probably guess one of the pillars was how effectively they used their quirk.. Another... probably teamwork? He didn't know, and it didn't do any good to think about it. Trying to game the test and play for points would just end up hurting in the long run, as far as he knew. Safest route for him would be to just do what came naturally. They liked him enough to give him a Recommendation, so he just had to be sure he lived up to the expectations he set during the Recommendation Exam.

He blinked as they all fell through one of the teacher's Gates, looking in awe at the Fifth Training Grounds. As the signal was given to begin, Dante wasted no time. He flexed his thumbs, blades popping from his rings as he drew them along his hips,paying no mind to shredding his 'nice' clothes. Sure, they looked good, but he'd gotten them clearance for just this kind of occasion. The blood from his cuts formed into a waist harness, wrapping around his thighs and waist, with a strange support extending directly up his spine to the back of his head.

Vampire Requip: Whiplash

Blood shot from his hips, latching on the archway as he took off through the arch, aware of others following hot on his heels. There were plenty of people able to search the rubble. Even now he saw one girl glitching all over the place and another octopus girl handling the rubble. His Quirk was ill suited to that kind of search and rescue, so he'd focus instead on the robots. As his blood lines locked on buildings, he let himself swing close to the ground. As his slit his palms, blades formed, cutting effortlessly through the robots. Of course, the first ones they'd encounter in the gate would be the cheap ones. These were the single pointers. The ones that anyone with the slightest bit of combat ability should be able to handle.

However, this school wasn't about to give students a gradual introduction to this exam. Just a couple blocks from the entrance, as Dante swung around a corner, he laid eyes upon one that easily towered thirty feet tall.

"Now that's more like it!" Dante bellowed, a wide grin spreading over his features. Its fist raised, aiming right for him, but he retracted his line, rising just above the fist as he started running up its outstretched arm. Shooting out his lines, he leaped off the arm as he tried to swat him with the other hand, swinging towards a nearby building and pulling himself towards its top. His feet touched the glass windows as he ran up the wall, his lines pulling him along as he accelerated rapidly before he launched straight into the air.

"Let's see how you handle a Bloody Tempest!" Dante laughed, a blood line locking on the nape of the robot's neck. His harness stiffened, supporting his body as he launched straight at the vulnerable spot. Twisting his core, he spun like a top, blades held out as he came down on the nape, cutting clean through on his way down. As the robot's head followed him down, his smile faded as he noticed something concerning. A little girl had wandered out, chasing her dog directly where this thing was gonna land. He locked his blood lines on the robot's legs as it started to fall, swinging towards the girl.

He had to time it perfectly....

The dog jumped.

Reaching one arm out, he snatched the pooch out of the air,using his body to soften the sudden jolt as he caught the girl too. As they swung through the creature's legs, the robot came to a crash right where the "girl" would have been. On closer inspection, she was most definitely a woman, just a very, very short one. Still, he had to play along for now.

"It's dangerous to be out here by yourself. Are your parents near here?" He asked with a kind smile as he patted the sniffling "girl". Her "parents" emerged a few minutes later, claiming the girl as Dante directed them back towards where the rest of the applicants would be streaming in, as that would be the safest direction. Giving both "girl" and dog a pat on the head, he saw them off before turning back towards the city, where still more sounds of chaos could be heard.

"One down..... Plenty more to go...."


 
Emmy

As the written exam began Emmy switched into hibernation mode. she was able to recall all the studying she had done perfectly and was able to answer each question easily. she struggled to stay awake however, and ended up falling asleep halfway through the final question of the written exam. she dreamed of her mother and father. she remembered a day where they had taken her out to the park to play. she watched from her stroller as her parents walked and could remember every word to the conversation they had, they where laughing about a time they had saved this vary park from a villain. SUDDENLY the loud noise of Gatekeepers speech woke her up, she rubbed her eyes and was extremely annoyed at the interruption until she was able to reignite herself into her energized form. she spread her scales across her body, grew out her tail and wings and flew off as soon as the practical exam began. she zoomed across the battlefield, aimless at first, but then the first challenge showed itself. a woman cowering helpless beneath a robots foot, about to come crashing down on top of her. Emmy rushed in as fast as she could and grabbed the robots foot. "GO! QUICKWY!" she yelled, the woman ran from the scene. Emmy shot fire directly at the foot, the force of which was enough to hold the foot long enough for her to dodge roll out of the way. she flew up to the robots head and scratched it with her claws, cutting the wires and turning the robot off. she continued through the test aiming to save people who where in trouble more then go for big robot fights.

Lexi
The written exam had been a formality, ofcourse, but Lexi didn't worry either way, noway anyone here was going to do better then her on the exam she thought.The 5 year old was already taking a nap, and the glitch...wait, why was she thinking about them? they where nobodies. the written exam ended just as Lexi finished her final answer and the practical exam began immediately. Lexi released the bulk of her crab army, which she had brought just for the practical exam, sure it wouldn't mean much for her entrance, but might as well give everyone a show of power to teach them what she can really do, she even had a secret up her sleeve, in a separate section of the tank, just in case. her crabs rushed out around her as she stood atop several of themlike a platform, they spread out and began grabbing up the "citizens" like they where free points, escorting them away before returning to their princesses side. she turned to MJ and made sure she was watching before giving a *yawn* about how easy this all was for her. "aren't there teachers somewhere posing as real villains? perhaps I should go fight one of them instead of wasting my time with these robot henchmen." she said arrogantly.
 
MJ was running around, giving out commands to all the other kids getting them to help everyone rather than just focusing on themselves. As she was punching one of the robots she heard someone yell duck and she heard a rock pinging off a robot behind and turned around to see an octopus girl asking if she's ok "Yeah, I'm fine, just keep going and get them to safety." MJ yelled out before moving on. She came to a stop as one of the others was having trouble lifting some rubble off a civvie and she started to help lift. As she was helping out she turned to see Lexi standing and making a yawning motion and started talking arrogantly, towards which caused MJ just to roll her eyes but as she was about to leave to continue helping, she saw a robot come up behind Lexi as she was talking to MJ. "Get her out of here" She said to the person she was helping before she started glitching towards Lexi, as soon as she glitched to a place she immediately glitched away, closer and closer with her movement going fron kneeling, to a single step of a run, to jumping and when she was right in front of the bot, she axe kicked it in the head causing it to electrify lightly, as the kick dented the metal and it falling over. As she landed and stood up fully, she slightly adjusted her loose tie before looking coldly at Lexi "Next time be aware of your surroundings and your welcome for saving your pompous little butt" MJ said before glitching away from Lexi and the 'dead' robot, with a single glitch of her flipping the bird at Lexi, before starting to help others who had accidentally injured themselves as they were trying to save civvies along with the original civvies in the first place
 
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Lynn Katsura
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"I think the real purpose of this test is to see if everyone understands their roll, even if it's just a little bit." Lynn said, leaning comfortably against the back cushion of the couch. "Some quirks are better at combat while others are better at search and rescue, or support. I think the problem is that most examinees might not want to help out the others taking the test with them because they are graded individually. Heroes can't do everything on their own, sometimes they need a little a help."

While on that train of thought, she briefly began to think about her dad, the American vigilantly SWAT. Maybe he worried about bringing her mother out of civilian life and that's why he had spent long days fighting alone, so that she'd have the care of her mother 24/7. "If that's the case, it was pretty idiotic to keep it to yourself...considering how things turned out." How was he doing anyway? Was he even still alive, it's been a little over a decade since she'd seen him...

The sounds of fighting shook the melancholy expression off her of face and snapped her attention back to the TV. She leaned forward, now sitting upright. She uncrossed her legs and firmly planted both of them on the carpet. Lynn's face brightened as she got invested into the combat. Her fist punched the air after a satisfying robot take down. "So far, so good." She cheered in her mind; She didn't want anyone to fail, even though that was inevitable.

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Paris

Paris rushed into the city, looking all around her for something to start doing. She figured she could immobilize robots well, so when she spotted one she squared up, fists up and ready for anything. It was a small robot, about the size of a large dog, somewhat resembling a large beetle. It stood in front of Paris blinking it's eyes, examining her.

"Your move." The girl said, quietly. The beetle came at her quickly now, it's pinschers snapping at her angrily. Okay. Paris opened her palms toward the beetle, vines shooting out like spiderman. They latched onto the beetle at the head, and there was a struggle as Paris tried to get her vines to wrap around it. She had to lengthen them before doing so, taking a few steps backwards to give room, and then ran toward the struggling beetle, wrapping the vines around and around the beetle before she yanked the root system out of her hand, the plant dying and stiffening. The front half of the beetle was encased in vines, and it couldn't move well. Paris stomped on it's thin, metal back legs, breaking them at the joints. The beetle wasn't dead, but definitely immobile. Is that good enough? Paris thought so, remembering that you weren't supposed to kill villains anyway, unless that was the only option. Just make them ready for the police to handle.

With a nod, she hurried on, doing the same thing to another small robot, and then running farther into the city. After a minute, she almost ran head first into a monster that stood at atleast 10ft tall. It looked like a werewolf with huge, bulky shoulders and arms. Before Paris could blink, it punched at her, and she barely back-pedalled out of the way before the fist went into the pavement, leaving a dent. Paris landed on her butt and then scrambled backwards more as the beast let out a fairly realistic sounding deep roar. Paris let out vines and attached them to the werewolf's feet, keeping it from getting any closer to her as she made the vines thick and stiff. But she couldn't really get up without her hands, and the furious robot threw more punches at her, damaging the vines. She didn't have much time.

Looking around frantically, the girl spotted a tree. She wasn't sure if it was too far away from her, but she closed her eyes tight and willed the roots towards her. She felt a rumbling underneath her, and she uprooted the vines in her hands, quickly standing up and backing farther away from the robot. Her roots weren't always accurate. The robot began to rush towards her, screaming, and Paris moved her arms as if it would help her tree telekinesis. A large root broke up through the pavement right in front of her, and stopped the monster's course. She retracted the vine, leaving a big hole in the pavement.

The robot stared at the hole, and Paris brought up the root behind it, and turned the root so it jabbed at the robot and pushed it into the hole. The robot was barely taller than the hole, and Paris had the root angle back down and pound the robot in the hole like a mortar and pestle. Paris cringed as the robot made nasty crunching sounds, and then sparked a bunch. Retracting the root, Paris looked down into the hole, tentatively. The robot was definitely out of action.

Paris was out of breath. Her hands were shaking, and her palms bleeding some. She probably should've been more careful about how she yanked out those root systems from her hands. The girl decided that she would take a break with some civilian rescuing for a bit before trying to battle robots again.

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Kaeru Tamesanaide
Location: Sakura High​

Briefly, Tamesanaide wondered if the screen they were watching the test on had a few loose wires as he spotted one figure appear to. . As best as he could describe it, glitch in front of him. Shimmer and vanish, then reappear else where. Upon realization that it was some form of close-range teleportation quirk, he gave a low, constant whistle. 'That'll catch the teachers attention.' Predicting he'd see the unknown test-taker soon enough, Kaeru shifted his gaze from the screen, and over to the blonde sitting next to him. The second-year went on to give a brief summary of her views on the test, and Kaeru gave her a blank, then understanding expression followed with a low hum. "Maybe you're right. I always understood the test to be a secret way of dividing students." He sat further upwards, as to better address the girl instead of appearing half sunken in the couch. "Y'know, see who goes right to combat and just wants to use their quirks, as opposed to those inclined to more heroic tendencies."

As Kaeru spoke, he noted the lowered expression dance across her face. It lasted only a few moments, but the electric-quirked youth couldn't help but find it out of place for the conversation. 'Did I say something to upset her?' He scrunched his nose in confusion, worry seeping into his chest. 'I probably did. Akira says I talk too much.' Reluctantly, he turned his attention to the television, finding himself very trapped in the teacher's lounge. 'She probably regrets agreeing to watch the game's with me now. Sheesh.' He wanted to run a hand through his hair, maybe bitch to Kubo for a couple minutes. But the rapid movement coming from his peripherals paused his train of thought. Lynn bursted to her feet, flying like a rocket to the night sky as her fist flew even higher. Kaeru slid further to the end of the couch, eyes widening in confusion.

"Got really excited there, huh?" He awkwardly spoke, unsure of how to register the rapid movement and enthusiasm. After a few seconds, he was confident Lynn wasn't going to do anything - not that he was afraid of the blonde. Kaeru couldn't shake off the oddity of her quiet demeanor once second to her overflowing excitement now. He looked at the screen, seeing a brunette send vines out of her body - and not long after, take down one of the mechanical horrors. "Didn't peg you for a combat junkie." He tried to speak with a lightness, inviting quality to his voice, but cringed as he thought it sounded only hollow or condescending. "Not that there's anything wrong with it. Using quirks and fighting is, uh, fun."

Well, fun wasn't typically his word to describe it, but Kaeru didn't contradict himself further. Gingerly, his fingers slipped into his jean pockets and pulled out his phone. He was tempted to ask Kubo or Akira if they were here yet, if only to give him some familiarity in the teacher's lounge. The pathetic idea of bothering them after both clearly ignored his previous few messages kept his fingers still and his eyes tracing their iconic pictures, before he checked the screen again.

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She's alright, cool., Umiko thought to herself as she left the stranger to her own devices. As much as she'd love to be of assistance, she had an old man cosplaying as a kid to worry about right now. The thought wasn't one she wanted to have in her head, just the act of carrying an old man with a high pitched voice acting childish didn't sit well with her. Regardless, if she ever wanted to make the big bucks then she needed to get into this school. Gritting her teeth, she hopped through the rubble, bits of rock and dirt flying around as other students continued attacking robots, Umiko taking out a few of the smaller one herself while keeping a safe distance. She couldn't allow any harm to come to a civilian, or she'd probably find herself losing points instead of gaining any.

Nearing the health center, she heard a loud thud from above her, a young girl with grey hair flying backwards in the air, drops of blood decorating the rubble below. Was she an applicant too? Umiko didn't have much time to think as the girl was falling fast and losing a little too much blood for comfort.

"Hold on tight uh ... kid. Makin' a quick stop!" she told the man, the "boy" screaming as she began running towards the girl falling from the sky.

Damn, she wasn't going to make it in time. If only her legs were a little bit longer. She growled, her breath becoming haggard, her feet nearly stumbling over each other. Trying to catch her breath in mid run, she moved the man to one of the smaller tentacles in front, holding him closer to her chest as the two of the biggest began strengthening the two becoming bulkier with the passing seconds. Soon, her tentacle swelled up to an abnormally large size becoming slightly heavy on her head. Good, that meant it was working. With a small jump, she allowed her tentacles to act as a pair of crutches that would then propel her into the air, Umiko using her momentum from running to gain more propulsion. Now flying through the air, she could hear the old man wailing in front of her, two tentacles hovering over his body to make sure he wouldn't be hurt upon landing. Assured that the guy would be safe, Umiko extended two tentacles out to catch the falling girl, specks of blood flying onto her face upon contact. I think I got some in my mouth , she complained, but kept herself from showing any visible signs of disgust. Had to remember that there were people watching everywhere.

Having the girl secured in her grasp, the same two tentacles used to propel her were now prepping for her landing. In all honesty, Umiko was not built to fly, in fact she hated it. She could feel herself tense up as the sensation of her stomach leaving her almost caused her to throw up. However, through sheer willpower she managed to keep from vomiting, although the tears would prove to be more difficult to control as they fell down her pale cheeks. Calm down. All she had to do was land. Taking a look at the ground that was coming remarkably fast, she extended her two beefy tentacles behind her, once again bringing the two individuals close to her torso before landing on her back.

EEEEEOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW, she yelled internally, tears now streaming down her face while her body shivered at the impact. With blurred vision, she looked at her chest to see that the two of them were still safe, albeit the girl was incredibly injured. It took her a minute, but she finally stood up with two tentacles wrapped around the bodies of those she saved. Okay, now all that was left was to drop them off at the health center and everything would be fine. And that's just was she did as she dropped the two off at a nearby facility that was ran by nurses, a few who she assumed to be actors while others were actual nurses hired to take care of those who happened to get injured during the exam she assumed. Her two rescuees thanked her, the man more hesitantly than the girl who'd later introduce herself as Harue Minegashi. Kind of weird time for introductions, but Umiko didn't really concern herself with it and gave her a nod before making her way back out. Before leaving though, she made sure to grab some bandages, just in case she found anyone else bleeding. Maybe this would bring about some extra points, or so she hoped.

Looking around the massive battleground, she searched for more civilians to rescue, but as luck would have it, many applicants were already working to deal with the civilians trapped in the rubble. Didn't they have anything better to do? Weren't city folks more hotblooded or somethin'? They should go fight the robots and leave the easy stuff to me! she complained. After running, she noticed a rather large rock heading in the direction of a black haired girl wearing a pair of thick-rimmed glasses. Crap! Umiko was tired of flinging her body around like some kind of projectile, but if by doing so she could pass then she'd be happy being a rubber band octopus. The words didn't fit right together at all, but she wasn't a poet so she'd give herself a pass for it.

"Yo! Look out!" she called, jumping towards the unsuspecting girl, her tentacles forming a protective ball around the two as they tumbled out of harms way. The tears that had finally stopped falling had returned as she felt every rock and pebble that stabbed at her as she rolled downward. Soon, the two of them stopped on a large boulder, Umiko trying to suck up the snot that was forming in her nose.

"Are you okway?" she asked, her voice sounding nasally due to the snot dripping down one of her nostrils. Why did being a hero have to hurt so much? If she passed and became a professional, Umiko swore she'd charge a pretty penny for all her merchandise. If she had to go through all this on the daily then they could at least cough up a little dough. That was fair, wasn't?
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She's alright, cool., Umiko thought to herself as she left the stranger to her own devices. As much as she'd love to be of assistance, she had an old man cosplaying as a kid to worry about right now. The thought wasn't one she wanted to have in her head, just the act of carrying an old man with a high pitched voice acting childish didn't sit well with her. Regardless, if she ever wanted to make the big bucks then she needed to get into this school. Gritting her teeth, she hopped through the rubble, bits of rock and dirt flying around as other students continued attacking robots, Umiko taking out a few of the smaller one herself while keeping a safe distance. She couldn't allow any harm to come to a civilian, or she'd probably find herself losing points instead of gaining any.

Nearing the health center, she heard a loud thud from above her, a young girl with grey hair flying backwards in the air, drops of blood decorating the rubble below. Was she an applicant too? Umiko didn't have much time to think as the girl was falling fast and losing a little too much blood for comfort.

"Hold on tight uh ... kid. Makin' a quick stop!" she told the man, the "boy" screaming as she began running towards the girl falling from the sky.

Damn, she wasn't going to make it in time. If only her legs were a little bit longer. She growled, her breath becoming haggard, her feet nearly stumbling over each other. Trying to catch her breath in mid run, she moved the man to one of the smaller tentacles in front, holding him closer to her chest as the two of the biggest began strengthening the two becoming bulkier with the passing seconds. Soon, her tentacle swelled up to an abnormally large size becoming slightly heavy on her head. Good, that meant it was working. With a small jump, she allowed her tentacles to act as a pair of crutches that would then propel her into the air, Umiko using her momentum from running to gain more propulsion. Now flying through the air, she could hear the old man wailing in front of her, two tentacles hovering over his body to make sure he wouldn't be hurt upon landing. Assured that the guy would be safe, Umiko extended two tentacles out to catch the falling girl, specks of blood flying onto her face upon contact. I think I got some in my mouth , she complained, but kept herself from showing any visible signs of disgust. Had to remember that there were people watching everywhere.

Having the girl secured in her grasp, the same two tentacles used to propel her were now prepping for her landing. In all honesty, Umiko was not built to fly, in fact she hated it. She could feel herself tense up as the sensation of her stomach leaving her almost caused her to throw up. However, through sheer willpower she managed to keep from vomiting, although the tears would prove to be more difficult to control as they fell down her pale cheeks. Calm down. All she had to do was land. Taking a look at the ground that was coming remarkably fast, she extended her two beefy tentacles behind her, once again bringing the two individuals close to her torso before landing on her back.

EEEEEOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW, she yelled internally, tears now streaming down her face while her body shivered at the impact. With blurred vision, she looked at her chest to see that the two of them were still safe, albeit the girl was incredibly injured. It took her a minute, but she finally stood up with two tentacles wrapped around the bodies of those she saved. Okay, now all that was left was to drop them off at the health center and everything would be fine. And that's just was she did as she dropped the two off at a nearby facility that was ran by nurses, a few who she assumed to be actors while others were actual nurses hired to take care of those who happened to get injured during the exam she assumed. Her two rescuees thanked her, the man more hesitantly than the girl who'd later introduce herself as Harue Minegashi. Kind of weird time for introductions, but Umiko didn't really concern herself with it and gave her a nod before making her way back out. Before leaving though, she made sure to grab some bandages, just in case she found anyone else bleeding. Maybe this would bring about some extra points, or so she hoped.

Looking around the massive battleground, she searched for more civilians to rescue, but as luck would have it, many applicants were already working to deal with the civilians trapped in the rubble. Didn't they have anything better to do? Weren't city folks more hotblooded or somethin'? They should go fight the robots and leave the easy stuff to me! she complained. After running, she noticed a rather large rock heading in the direction of a black haired girl wearing a pair of thick-rimmed glasses. Crap! Umiko was tired of flinging her body around like some kind of projectile, but if by doing so she could pass then she'd be happy being a rubber band octopus. The words didn't fit right together at all, but she wasn't a poet so she'd give herself a pass for it.

"Yo! Look out!" she called, jumping towards the unsuspecting girl, her tentacles forming a protective ball around the two as they tumbled out of harms way. The tears that had finally stopped falling had returned as she felt every rock and pebble that stabbed at her as she rolled downward. Soon, the two of them stopped on a large boulder, Umiko trying to suck up the snot that was forming in her nose.

"Are you okway?" she asked, her voice sounding nasally due to the snot dripping down one her nostrils. Why did being a hero have to hurt so much? If she passed and became a professional, Umiko swore she'd charge a pretty penny for all her merchandise. If she had to go through all this on the daily then they could at least cough up a little dough. That was fair, wasn't?
 
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Lynn Katsura
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Lynn looked over at Kaeru. "I just got a little invested. Kinda feels like we're watching an action movie." She looked back at the TV screen just in time to see an injured girl being caught by a girl with an octopus quirk.

"Oh my god!" One of her hands covered her mouth and she started to feel a tight feeling in her stomach. "What happened? That was one of the girls I saw before the written test." She had spoken too soon. This wasn't an action movie at all, but real life. It wasn't all going to be fun and games; it hadn't been all fun and games when she had taken the test last year either.

"It looks like she's going to be OK," she thought, after the octopus girl dropped the injured girl off at the nurse's station. Lynn let out a sigh of relief as she sunk back into the couch, looking a little somber.

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Rei Shinkawa
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Trusty coffee pot in hand, Rei wandered casually throughout the training grounds until she came across a volunteer civvy, resting a leg on the rocks which held him in place. She regarded the rabbit-like civvie with twitching and unblinking bloodshot eyes. There was still some time before the practical exam actually began and, as some kids would inevitably try to take on a teacher, she wanted to enter the villain mentality beforehand. Unfortunately, the civvy before her was making that rather difficult. ‘So cute! He looks like a little bunny. I just wanna squeeze his cute little cheeks. I wanna-‘ Her thoughts were cut off when the exam began.

Clearing her throat awkwardly, she activated her quirk, feeling the familiar wave of sensory overload. Though her greatly enhanced senses could pick up almost every footstep, she managed to sieve through the information, pinpointing the students in her vicinity. There was also an odd shuffling of many feet, like a spider or a crab. She didn’t have to wait long before a pair of cocky teens came rushing her way.

A girl encased in ice who skied across an icy path which she created as she went, and a horned dragon boy, flying low to the ground. Once they were in range, she spilled the scalding hot contents of her coffee pot at the ice girl before throwing it at the dragon boy’s face, knocking him out of the sky with an elegant ‘bwah!’. The ice girl managed to avoid the hot coffee and froze the teacher’s feet in place, but Rei simply broke free with brute strength. Quickly positioning herself behind the student before she could react, she performed a german suplex, shattering the girl’s icy armor and taking her out.

Getting up and out of the miniature crater, she then set her sights on the remaining student. The horny dragon boy opened his mouth for a breath attack, then hesitated as he noticed the trapped civilian. He instead charged at her with his massive, bull-like horns, only for her to catch both in her hands and break them. ‘Whoops. I’m sure they’ll grow back. Probably. Oi kid, please stop looking at me like that. I’ll buy you dinner later.’ She felt uncomfortable looking at the teary eyed student in front of her. Rather than wait for the shocked teen to recover, she grabbed his face and smashed him into the ground. As a teacher, she still had to do her job.

After a brief struggle, and a relatively minor explosion, the student was sent flying over the training grounds, albeit without the aid of his wings. She sat down on the rocks trapping her ‘captive’ civilian civilian, once again holding onto her trusty coffee pot. ‘Strong quirks, but no understanding of how to use them. The girl clearly had a versatile quirk, but was too hesitant to use it properly against me. The boy was also a one trick pony, too reliant on his explosive fire breath. Underprepared yet overconfident.’ With a sigh, she chugged down the meager amount of coffee left in her pot. Caffeine had no effect on her, but she still enjoyed the taste. “Kids these days, eh?” She remarked to the volunteer, staring at him.
 

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"Well, as expected, they're dropping like flies. Oof... unfortunate. Running into a teacher is rough" Gatekeeper remarked watching as a certain teacher absolutely ended the chances of two students. They had promise, too. However, if they got beat that harshly, they weren't likely going to make it anyway. He checked a monitor next to him, which contained the running scores of all the students.

He rubbed his chin. Those two had actually been doing decent before running into a teacher. They might have made the cut. Then again...

He looked at the current top performers. As expected, the top two scorers thus far were two students who had already received recommendations. The top was a lot more dense than expected. There was a dark horse swordsman that was showing some remarkable promise. His technique was clearly refined, and his combat skills were apparent. As long as he didn't bomb one of his pillars, he'd be in.

Then there was the girl that made him check his monitor settings. That Glitch was showing excellent use of her quirk, then again, perhaps he was just excited to see another spatial quirk. She was another high scorer.

There was also the Chibi Dragon, the Octopus girl, and a girl with a plant based quirk that caught his eye. Yes, this incoming class was going to be competitive.

He checked the clock. Thus far, only a quarter of the testing time had passed, and the heard had already been cut in half and the number of failures was steadily rising.

Those who got KO'd were portal dropped to doctors on site, those who failed but could still move had portals open under them to drop them outside of the school, where a sign informed them "You Failed. Better luck next time!". To soften the blow, he'd left a stack of autographed photos of himself as a consolation prize.

Well, since the numbers had dropped far enough, it was time to kick things up a notch.

"Sorry kids, but we've got cuts to make" he reached over and pressed a button on his desk ominously....

...and a cup of prepared coffee came up through a slot on the table. Gatekeeper stared at the gentle steam rising off the cup for several moments before looking to his button panel. The 'Make Coffee' button was next to the 'Make Them Cry' button. He facepalmed. "I am just... not on the ball today..." he grumbled, sipping his coffee before pressing the correct button.

"Orders Received. Commence Operation NAPTIME"

Deep in the cityscape, robots with long range weaponry took up positions. Some were obvious, standing on rooftops. Others were hidden, nearly invisible in their encampments. Sights focused on a certain swordsman who had made his way the furthest in, as well as others. Ten silenced shots were fired. 5 targets were hit with the rubber bullets, forcing applicants to dive for cover. No eliminations yet..

Gatekeeper chuckled. A real villain wouldn't use rubber rounds, but it wouldn't be fair for snipers to end the test for these kids. That'd make it more a matter of luck than skill, and that wouldn't guarantee good prospective students. However, those bullets would dock points if they hit. Luck or not, if you got hit 5 times by snipers, you needed to reassess yourself.

Back closer to the front, where a cluster of fighters rescued civilians, things were also ramping up. Robots literally rolled into action, uncurling to take up positions. One sprayed concussion grenades towards MJ, another with a flamethrower advanced on Paris. A third and forth wielding electrified weapons approached Lexi and Umiko. There was even one that hooked up to a fire hydrant and went after Emmy.

"Is it mean to deliberately target weaknesses? Yes. But this is what Villains would do. Now let's see how they handle it..." Gatekeeper chuckled as he sipped his coffee. This would be where the test got interesting.




 

Dante

It had been an eventful time. The robots, really, weren't much of a challenge. Little did he know that the first wave was meant to weed out the lower half of the candidates before it got kicked up for the real test. After all, cranking the difficulty up to max out of the gates would have just been pandemonium with as many applicants as there were. About then, a dragon went flying past him, almost knocking him out of his swing. His eyes retraced his fellow applicant's trajectory, and he saw a teacher standing over a hostage.

Fuck....

He knew the teachers wouldn't be pushovers like the robots, but he also couldn't just ignore someone in trouble. If that didn't fail him outright, he wasn't sure what would. But doing bad against a teacher could also fail him... He'd have to worry about that later. He clenched his teeth, angling his swings to launch himself towards the teacher. First, he had to get her away from the hostage. The sword in his hand condensed into an orb as he released his blood lines, flying towards her. He drew back as if to throw a punch.

Blood Bullet: SHOTGUN

He threw his open palm forward, the orb exploding into dozens of smaller bullets that sprayed like buckshot at the teacher. Of course, he had enough control to keep from going low enough to hit the trapped civilian. What happened next would depend on how the teacher responded to his opening attack..

Success!

He landed in a sprint, reaching the civilian and held out his palm, blood flowing between the boulders now. He reached under Ohto's shoulders, solidifying the blood between the boulders and pushing just enough to pull Ohto free from the wreckage.

"If you can move, get to safety. If not, use the boulders for cover and I'll keep the Villain off you until someone else comes to help" He spoke quickly, never taking his eyes off his potential future teacher. The simple fact was, he didn't have time to triage the civilian, and he didn't know enough about this woman's quirk to try an escape while encumbered. So his best option was a war of attrition. He had to hold the line until he got some help or until he somehow found away to beat this teacher.

Wait, what was he thinking?

Why was he already planning this like he was going to lose?

A grin spread over his features as he stretched his shoulders. No, he wasn't going to lose here. The blood harness condensed, more blood oozing from his body and swirling around him to form peculiar red wings. Only, these wings weren't meant for flying. These wings were comprised entirely of individual, separate-able blades.

Vampire Requip: ArchAngel

He let his weight center over his stance, the feather blades dancing to every subtle motion of his hands as he stared down the teacher, standing between her and the civilian. Jumping in when he didn't know her Quirk would be too big of a risk, so for now, he'd let her make the first move, and rely on his ability to punish with counters.

"I'd advise surrendering. Because I have no intention of losing here."
Crap!

That should have at least made her back up, but instead she still was too close to the hostage for Dante to attempt to retrieve them just yet. The harness on his body condensed, more blood oozing from his body to swirl around him in an ominous display. At once, the blood solidified into feather blades, giving him the impression of wings as he stared down the teacher. He centered his stance, the feathers dancing with every subtle movement of his hands.

"Step away from the civilian and surrender. I have backup right behind me and they'll be here in no time." A complete lie. No one knew he was here, but a bluff was the best shot he had. He had to get her away from the civilian as a first priority. Defeating her was out of the question...

Wait... Why was it out of the question?

Why was he already planning to lose when the fight hadn't even started? A grin spread over his features as he steadied himself, readying himself for the fight of his life. This would decide if he had what it took to be here, if he deserved that recommendation.

Time to lay it all on the line.
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Lexi is laughing maniacally as she rescues civilian after civilian and watches from her Crab Palanquin as students are taken out one by one. that MJ girl was still here though, and the tiny dragon too, just as she was thinking this the rules of the game where changed, robots with their specific elemental weakness where sent out to target them directly. "yes, this will show them." Lexi said. "Jeeves, combine!" jeeves jumped up to her shoulder and the two fused, Lexi became a crab-like. she ran at the robot and punched it with her claw, the robot grabbed her arm and hit her with its electric weapon. the shell protects her but she feels the electrocution move through her body. "AHHHH." she screams out, she pinches the robots arm, breaking it and releasing herself. "hmm, this thing is stronger then I thought it would be." as she is saying this the robot fires several electric charges in her direction, she starts to dodge but realizes her crabs are in direct fireing range. she stands and takes the full blunt of the attack. "gah!...crabs...retreat to safety! now!" the army retreats into hiding spots all around the city. "darn...if that blast had hit them I'd of lost them...this is getting intense. guess it's time." she says, she dodges another of the robots attacks and slides into a safe spot before defusing with jeeves. "sorry old friend, you hide here. have the army come get me after this next attack. that's an order." Jeeves solutes and stays in the hiding spot. Lexi jumps out and unprotected, runs straight at the robot. "this is one heck of a school test, but I won't let it end with a single member of my precious army being harmed!" the robot turns and charges up an electric blast as lexi continues running towards it. she opens the special compartment on her tank, a small creature falls out from it into her hand. just as the robot shoots out the blast Lexi melds with the creature and gives a huge punching motion. the punch creates a sonic blast that knocks the electric blast away as it disperses around her, and the sonic blast collides with the robot, denting its chestpeice inward and destroying some of its inner workings, shutting the robot down. Lexi stands still in her final punching stance, chibi-sized and rocking some sick shrimp-style armor and one big big fist. she defuses with the pistol shrimp and places it back in her backpack tank. the crab army comes out from hiding and gather around her as she breaths heavily. the energy needed to keep that form was too much, she starts to pass out, the crabs form underneath her and catch her. she is carried away from the city by the crabs. "please...tell me...the test is...over now?"
 
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Paris

'YO! LOOK OUT!'

Paris turned towards the direction of the voice, only to get tackled by what felt like a cold, wet rubber chicken. Rolling as she hit the ground, she expected to be hurt by the pavement, but she wasn't. The octopus who had her enveloped in her tentacles had taken the full blow. A large rock hit the ground where she had been standing. Her eyes widened. It would have easily smashed her and broken... in all honesty, anything it touched. Paris's bones weren't exactly made of steel. More like ceramic or china.

After the octopus girl let go of her, Paris stood up and straightened her glasses, trying to get the slimy substance that now covered her off of her lenses. She shuffled her feet awkwardly as the girl asked if she was okay.

"Y-yeah... I'm fine... thank-you... I... I'm just sorry for being a burden..." She glanced at the octopus girl and noticed the tears streaming down her face. "Are you okay?" She was waiting for an answer when suddenly something in the rubble on a nearby curb began to move. Paris gasped. A civilian? Buried under the rubble?! But then beady mechanical eyes blinked at her, and a robot burst forth from the rubble and began to charge. Paris held her palms out, ready to encase the head in vines. But then it opened it's maw and from behind the scissor-like teeth came something that tied Paris's stomach in knots. Flame. And in both it's hands were large torches that it pulled from within itself. It seemed like it was going to be like a baseball throwing machine, except with flaming sticks and less fun. It threw one at Paris and she ducked, but the top of her head felt the heat as the torch passed above her. Her flower-crown of marigolds wilted, the perky petals singed and blackened.

"Watch out!" Paris yelled to the octopus girl, trying to summon her roots from below. But nothing came. Looking around, Paris realized that she was nowhere near a tree. To use her roots, she had to be within 50ft of a tree, and there wasn't even one in sight. She had to get away from this thing and find a tree, or someone who could crush this thing. Her heart climbed into her throat as she realized what kind of plant she should've planted in herself ahead of time and hadn't.

Paris ran a short distance away from the octopus girl and the approaching robot and stuck her hand in her satchel, fingering through the different sections of seeds while trying to dodge the torches which were coming at her every 2 seconds. Poisonous plants, climbing flowers, fruit trees, veggies... where is it?! Paris moved her head to the side to evade another torch, but didn't expect another one to be thrown in quick succession in the space Paris had just moved to. Adaptive AI. She cried out in pain as it hit her left arm, which she had barely thrown in front of her face in reflex to protect herself. It hurt like hell, and Paris dropped her satchel, the contents spilling all over the asphalt. She dropped to her knees and grabbed what she needed, thankfully the seed being very easily identifiable. Beans! She planted it in her arm as another torch flew at her and she swatted it away with her burnt left hand, yelling in agony. Grow!

But it wouldn't. Paris had a moment of panic as the plant failed to emerge from her left hand, and then tried to grow it from her right as another torch came her way an dshe rolled out of the way in a different direction than before, refusing to give the adaptive AI anything else to work with. It worked, the plant emerging from her undamaged hand and growing a large stalk with impressive speed, the top reaching to the roof of a nearby skyscraper. But she had no idea how she'd climb it as it looked far too smooth to climb. She hadn't thought of this part. She turned to the octopus girl for help.

"C-can you help me climb this?"

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[/div][/div][/div][div class=SideBorder][/div][div class=Main][div class=MainBox][div class=HiddenScrollMain] Ren immediately left the room after realizing that he needed to be there at the entrance exam. His job was to act as a villain and disrupt the examinees as much as possible but to certain extent. Looking at his watch while running, the practical exam ceremony was about to begin. "Darn it, I won't make it in time!", Ren said to himself with a worried voice. Not to long after, Ren could hear the voice of a man through the schools ridiculously loud speakers. "Alright, Gatekeeper's doing the entrance ceremony, I should have time to get ready", Ren said with a sigh of relief.

Well that was a lie. By the time Ren finished getting ready and was preparing to go out to the exam site, the practical exam has already started. Some teachers already jumped in and started becoming villains. Disappointed at himself, Ren looked down and sighed. However, it was better to be late than not show up at all. Ren slapped his cheeks and said to himself "Alright, I have to be a villain...I can do this". With that out of the way, Ren activated his quirk. The red dragon mark on the back of his right hand began to appear and a pair of wings shot out of Ren's back. A long tail also began to appear and his loud personality began to surface. Ren could be considered an entirely whole new person. "Alright, let's get this over with", said Ren in quiet but menacing voice.

The exam site was noisy and already full of yelling (as to be expected). With a loud flap of Ren's wing, the gust of wind from his wings made a loud, booming noise that could possibly shake the whole site. Ren shot up in the air and quickly scanned the exam site. He was looking for where the other teachers were so he could avoid those areas. However as Ren was in the air, his eyes caught the sight of an impressively tall stalk. Ren's curiosity got the better of him and he wanted to find out what type of quirk that was and who was behind it. Without hesitation, Ren decided he would land there. Luckily there were no teacher in that area so he wouldn't be interfering.

Ren pile drived near the bean stalk and landed with a loud boom on his feet. He slowly stood up straight and looked at the beanstalk. Now that he was up close to it, it seemed a lot taller. "Hah...this really is impressive", Ren chuckled to himself. Right after he said that, he noticed two examinees running and a robot approaching them. Instantly, Ren flew to the robot and gave it a good sucker punch, blasting it away. The robot hit a nearby building and was crushed. Ren wasn't suppose to touch or interfere with the robots but he didn't care. He was too caught up in his act of being a villain that he simply forgot. After punching the robot, Ren turned to the two examinees and tried his best to intimidate them. "Where do you two think you're going?", Ren asked in a menacing voice. He then went in and tried to grab one examinee with his tail and the other with his right hand.
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Kaeru Tamesanaide
Location: Sakura High​

Flashing Lynn an outward, understanding smile, Kaeru turned his attention back to the screen but immediately drew into the depths of his minds. 'Just like an action movie, huh?' That was a rather peculiar view of the matter. It made Tamesanaide feel a little better now that his comrade for the day was participating in the viewing for more vulgar entertainment. Maybe not too dissimilar to his reasoning for being there, honestly. 'She'd still probably frown at me if I started insulting the kids.' The Hero-in-training mused. Focusing back on the 'action' once Lynn loudly cried, Kaeru let out a second whistle upon seeing the daring save from a squid-girl, her own pained expressions clear as the cameras almost focused in on her teary eyed face. The electric-quirked youth was ready to make a snappy remark when he caught sight of the withdrawn, quiet expression returned to his partner in the lounge.

'This, again?' Rolling his shoulders, attention back on the blond besides him, Tamesanaide pursed his lips. 'Loves the thrill of an action movie but is effected pretty roughly by danger.' That didn't quite make sense, the excitement surrounding action movies was the danger being present, rearing its head on the protagonists. 'So, Lynn here likes. . . The action, the fighting, but not when people get hurt?' Scratching his burgeoning chin hair, Kaeru felt that there still was a little missing. 'Second time she suddenly got quiet, maybe some connection?' A roll of the youth's eyes, and Kaeru opened his mouth, feeling half an idiot. "Hey, somethin' wrong Lynn?"

He resisted the tingling down his spine, the flush on his face and the cringing sensation on his skin. 'Yeah, cool more Tamesanaide. Just ask this overly emotional stranger what's up with her bipolar attitude.' An innocuous question, surely, but Kaeru felt intrusive by the remark. 'Don't even know her surname yet.' It was something Kubo would do, talking to rando's without prompt. 'Suppose Kubo wouldn't ask about upset randos.' Tamesanaide clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth and continued. "Y'know, seemed really into this whole thing a minute ago. Bad memories from your exam or something? I remember mine wasn't pretty, they brought out a giant hydra robot on the last couple hundred of us. ."

'You're talking her ear off. Stop. Turn back to the fights and the. .' He blinked, 'Giant. . Beanstalk.' Certainly a unique landmark, if not memorable. The electric youth couldn't recall any teachers at the school being particularly green thumbed and it was enormous for someone not even a student to unleash on the test. 'Maybe that vine girl?' The angle of the shot didn't give any additional information, merely observing the new structure from a comfortable distance before the image shifted again, to a teacher he did recognize and some student standing up to her. 'He's about as comfortable as I am,' He stole a glance at the blond and sunk into his cushion.

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MJ had been running, trying to help as many people as she could, although as she ran she was seeing fewer and fewer other people "The front lines, gotta be careful" She thought to herself as a giant beanstalk ran through the ground and high into the air, which simply caused her to smile "Good job, Paris" She said as she picked up a piece of undamaged plumbing for a makeshift weapon and as she did a rubber round whizzed past her, right where her head use to be "wow that was some good damn luck right there" she said as she continued, her legs starting to feel tight and heavy from all the running around she had been doing but she continued through it, as other people took cover from the rubber rounds, she continued on glitching at random intervals so the rounds couldn't tell where she was going to be. Then she heard the sound of metal clinking across stone, the sound rolling and she finally saw only a few feet away and as it was about to go off she glitched. This didn't get her out of the way, light and sound are much faster than her glitching could ever be at this point, so she was still hit by it, her vision was a blur and she had a ringing in her ear, then she saw the bot who did the stupid thing and then she laughed

"Hahahahahahaha, You think a simple stun grenade will take me out? My own Quirk is much worse than this"MJ yelled out in a taunting manner before throwing the pipe at the robot, hitting the side of its head and turning it slightly and giving MJ the opportunity to glitch out of there and continue on "Gotta find a real villain, can't waste my time on bots" She thought to herself, that's when she heard someone say that backup was on the way, although still muffled by the ringing her ear and she followed it, finding herself behind what had to be a villain and the blood boi "Yes, good job Blood Boi for keeping her away from the civilian." She said in a monotone voice "I don't recognise the teacher, but she definitely has more experience in a fight then either of us combined, so we need to take her on together otherwise at best it'll be a stalemate." MJ thought as she wiped her leaky eyes and got set up ready to go to town on the "villain"

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Lynn Katsura​

"How could I have forgotten how crazy the practical exam is?"

Last year she was in the same shoes as the current examinees. She had dressed like a typical lifeguard: red one piece swimsuit, shorts, and sneakers. Not very protective. Cut and bruised from fighting robots, Lynn ran down the simulated city street looking for "civilians" to rescue. One of the "villain" fights resulted in a building fire. Think smoke rose out of the windows. Lynn used her quirk to coat her body with water before blasting her way inside with highly pressurized water. The flames were everywhere, burning intensely. She managed to rescue the "civilian," but nearly choked doing so. For a simulation, it was all very real.

"I wasn't thinking! Hero work isn't fun and games. There are lives on the line, especially your own. You can't just be helpful, but emotionally strong enough to carry everyone's burdens on your shoulder...."

Lynn took a deep breath, snapping herself back to the present.

"I'm fine," she replied. "I'm just beating myself up a little...I came here to support the new students, but they were all I was thinking about. I somehow managed to overlook how crazy this test gets," she added, looking at Kaeru.

"But I'm fine now," she smiled. She leaned back into the couch cushion and resumed watching the test. She still had a serious expression, but maintained a slight smile. The test became more intense, but Lynn wouldn't let it phase her this time.

One examine managed to find one of the teachers and it looked like another teacher found a couple female examinees. "Be careful, everyone. The teachers are no joke, but if you play your cards right, I don't think it will matter if you win or lose this 'fight.'"

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Bakura "Bolt" Kiya​

*snap* Bolt let out a whistle as he casually strolled down the middle of one of the fake city's streets. He couldn't even imagine the kind of resources that went into putting together a stage like this. *snap* If the a hero school could pull this off, heroes must make some crazy money. Maybe it wasn't a bad idea to consider taking this whole becoming a hero thing a little seriously. *snap* He'd have to make up some points here then. *snap*

The rubber bands snapped against his wrists, over and over, continuously since the written test had began. He must have driven the people next to him crazy. He'd been doing it harder than usual, and it was starting to leave painful red lines across the skin. *snap*

He'd seen some of those robots the guy had mentioned roaming around, but it seemed like the other kids were having a blast getting to use their quirks full-blast against the poor things. He could probably just ignore them and focus on rescuing citizens. *snap* His quirk was better suited for that kind of work anyway. So he stood in the middle of the road and simple observed his surroundings. His eyes found a civilian holding onto the balcony near the top of a tall building. *snap* "Go!" Bolt bent his knees and focused on the energy he'd been saving up all for this day. Golden ripples ran down his legs, and then he jumped.

Bolt's reflection in the glass side of the skyscraper passed in a blur, and then he overshot the edge of the roof and was high enough to see the entire fake city spread out below. He hung there in the air just long enough for him to realize just how high he'd jumped. His heart moved from his chest to his mouth as gravity gripped him and dragged him back down. He landed in a crouch on the roof of the building. A golden ripple expanded from his feet across the roof, fading as it spread. Bolt jumped up and bounced on his feet a few times to make sure he hadn't landed wrong. "Man that was scary," he complained, but the grin on his face said that he'd enjoyed getting to finally use his quirk for real after bottling it up for months.

The roof access door into the building was locked. Bolt considered if a hero should really be kicking doors down, then realized that he was being dumb. If a person was in real danger, a hero would probably knock down the whole building to save them. At least that sounded heroic in his head. The metal door was blown off its hinges from a single empowered kick. He went floor-by-floor searching, grabbing the man hiding out on the balcony on his way down the building. There ended up being more people hiding inside than he'd expected. By the time he was halfway to the bottom he was leading a group of eight civilians. All of the action seemed to be happening outside, so he ended up just chatting with the fake civilians as he searched. They were a fun cast of characters in their own right, but when he reached the bottom floor it was time to say goodbye.

Bolt waved down a kid that looked like he was running around looking for a giant robot to fight. Must be low on points. "Hey friend, could you get these civilians out of here?" The boy seemed confused, but it was one of the fake civilians he'd fake rescued that spoke up. "You sure you want to do that, kiddo? You don't bring us back, you might not get credit for finding us." Bolt thought about that, then he shook his head. "That's fine," he said simply. The other examinee was more than willing to take the civilians to the rescue point, leaving Bolt free to move on to searching the next building.

If he was lucky, he might get through this whole exam without having to confront a single enemy. That's what Bolt was hoping when he jumped from street level high into the air. Something whizzed by his head, barely missing as he dropped down onto the rooftop. What was that? He chose to ignore it and searched through the inside of the building exactly how he had the first. Again, his search was uneventful. Like he'd figured out the first time, all of the robots and fighting seemed to be happening outside. This was definitely the best way of racking up points and avoiding fighting. He handed off the civilians to another kid who looked in need of points and repeated jumping up to the top of the next building. That was when something hard, yet thankfully not hard enough to do real damage, hit Bolt in the side and he fell back to the ground.

Bolt winced as he stretched and rubbed his side. That would leave a bruise for sure. But... his golden eyes looked in the direction he'd been hit, now he knew where the annoying gunner was hiding. Golden rings surged down Bolt's legs just before he shot off of the ground and first onto the top of the closest building, then even higher towards where he thought the sniper's nest was. The robot gunner was kind enough to reveal its exact position by firing at Bolt again when he got close. Whatever it was that thing was firing, it might not have been deadly, but dang did it sting. Bolt came down right on top of the mechanical sniper, sending golden waves from the bottom of his feet down the length of its long barrel, which bent and shot back into the body of the machine with a satisfying complaint of screeching metal. He kicked it a few times to make sure it was out of commission. "It's not nice to shoot people," he gave it one last kick for having shot him before leaving to resume his nice and peaceful searching of the nearby buildings for civilians.
 
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1569089446213.png Hunter was annoyed by the snipers popping up out of nowhere, he'd honestly rather take a teacher on than deal with a swarm of them... well as long as he wasn't dealing with the teacher AND snipers... and the teacher wasn't using guns. While he hated Area of effect attacks most of them were at the very least dodge-able. As more sniper shots rang out he dashed to a nearby building taking cover while looking for the nearest target. While he disliked having to do this he used his sword spirits at range by shooting them towards the nearest enemy. While they had a limited range one day he would be able to take out those pesky snipers from a distance, but alas he wasn't there yet. He knew he would need someone with a support or protective quirk to help him stay out of the hail fire while he was fighting so he began looking for someone with such a quirk. While he was running around using a footwork that made his movements seem erratic and incoherent to avoid sniper shots he would use his sword spirits to tear into the nearby robots, usually cutting their heads off.
(Looking for a person with a support quirk! mention me to pair up 😁 )
 
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Touya Masuda
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Touya was thrown into chaos- literally. He remembered all his training and everything that prepared him for this day but he couldn't help but feel anxious. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes and once he opened them, they were alight with a fierce glow. He was going to ace this, he was going to go to school with his siblings. Nothing was going to stop him. He reached out and conjured his vine and used it to swing from building to building. He took note of a battered civilian in the rubble and landed next to them. They seemed to have gashes and blood on all parts of their body. Why though? He glanced around and saw a robot nearby looming. He allowed more vines to entangle the robot and squeeze it until he popped, crackled and fizzed out of commission.

He picked up the civilian bridal style and made his way to the nurse's station. He moved fast to reach that destination and breathed a sigh of relief when he knew that the civilian was safe. He turned and grappled onto another building. Swinging his way through he took note of all the people around him fighting. They were dropping like flies, he wondered if his siblings had made it. Before he knew it, he was right in the action. He spotted Paris being rescued by an octopus? No, that was a student. Woah she looked like an alien! Not the time Touya. Touya started to feel anxious again as larger robots approached. One of them was near Paris and wielding fire. Quivering, he had to stop himself, heroes weren't afraid of fire.

In the time that he was regaining courage, his sister was almost in danger, realizing this he narrowed his eyes hating himself. He let out a low growl as he leaped forward to help her out with her beanstalk problem. Only to see the robot get taken out by another person. He looked too old to be a student. If he was a teacher then he was their enemy right now. Solidified by him trying to grab them. No, not on his watch. He shot two vines forward to slap and attempt to entangle the villain, he was touching his sister.


Landing in beside Paris and the alien girl he narrowed his eyes.

"It's three against one, is that hardly fair?" he huffed.



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Emmy was flying through the test area being chased by the robot with the water canons. She desperately swerved to avoid each blast, using her tiny wings with expert agility. That’s when she saw her sister Paris in trouble. A fire robot was attacking her and a...wait...a dragon villain!? Emmy grinned and gave a sudden turn which caught the water robot off guard, as it slowed itself it came within reach of her tiny tail, she whipped her tail around the robots neck and tossed it strait at the dragon villain “stay away fwom my sister! GRRRRRR” she hates her fangs as she lunges in front of Paris to defend her as well as the alien and touya was also there. “I can handwe the fire if you guys take care of that water robot.” She says as the water canon bot wasn’t going to be destroyed simply by being tossed by her tail.
 
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Paris

A lot seemed to be happening at once.

Paris was being held aloft by the hair by the dragon teacher and the fire robot was STILL firing at her. Then, all at once it seemed, Touya was beside her, his vines attempting to entangle the teacher, and then Emmy was flying just above her, in the teacher's face. It was difficult to keep from being hit in the face by Emmy's tail, but Paris liked that there was a few other bodies between her and the fire robot now.

Paris was grateful, but annoyed that others had to come to her rescue. Of course, Gatekeeper had said that it would be better to avoid the teachers, so it wasn't solely her fault that she was losing. Ren Akiyama was a pro hero. He would obviously kick her butt. Alone, anyway. But Touya was defiant. 'It's three against one. Is that hardly fair?' he huffed. Paris blushed a little, proud of her brother. He was unbelievably cute when he was mad. The girl wished she could do something, but she was too far away from a tree to use it's roots, and it seemed like Touya already had the vine thing covered.

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The written test was pretty easy, compared to the somewhat forced socializing the gathering before required. Thankfully, she went mostly under the radar in both situations and was now running free among the staged rubble and general chaos. Though Leona has come to the very certain conclusion that lower cut shoes were not the best footwear for hero work. All the running, the jumping, the vaulting, etcetera. Truly, high tops were superior shoes.

Leona had counted seven "villain" bots that had already fallen by her hand, a simple hardened blood lance through the head seemed to deactivate them quick enough, the other applicants kept picking up through rescue points before she could sweep an area. If she did find someone, another kid was closer and wanted cover, something Leona felt obligated to give. But, turning the corner of a dilapidated building, that also happened to be on fire despite the fact it was concrete, she spotted someone "trapped" under some rubble. The victim looked frantic, the underside of the rock holding their leg hinted red, Leona had to commend these actors.

Obviously, the teen first checked the immediate area for any of those annoying bots, as one should, Leona cautiously approached the victim. "Hey, hey, I'm gonna get you outta there really soon, just sit tight," Leona said, flashing the man a smile as she began to examine the small pile of rocks. It looked easy enough to move, each side having a lip she could grab to lift in order for this guy to slide out. So, you know, that's what she did. Moving so that she opposite of his front, she grabbed either side of the rock, and lifted. It was a bit heavier than it looked, but it wasn't too bad, and getting the message, the man slid out of the way.

"Thank you!" He exclaimed, "I've been trapped for hours!" That desperate, exasperated voice was pretty convincing, seriously, how were these actors trained? Leona simply nodded, pointing him in the direction of safety, she noticed the back of his leg was bleeding. And, no, it wasn't fake blood, but real blood. Her glowing red eyes widened.

"Hey, sir!" Leona starred, watching as he stumbled, the girl shot forward to catch him, "You're actually injured? When did that happen?" She asked, putting the slightly taller man's arm over her should so she could support his weight as they moved to a fallen wall, allowing him to sit.

"About an hour ago, I think. Moved my leg, and cut it. None of that blood get on my shirt?" He asked, Leona, withholding a glare. Being prepared in a constant battle situation was important, swirls of her own blood circled her hands and forearms, the veins in her arms, neck, and cheek lit up like a red light district. She knew it looked less than appealing, but hey, did this guy not recognize help when he saw it? Leona decided not to answer, unsure if having a tone would affect her score, her hands went to the bottom of her shirt. Gathering some of the material up, she ripped a strip away, turning her t-shirt, into a crop top. One of her hands touched the back of his leg, her blood moving further up her arm, his bleeding stopped moments after she touched him. His surprise was evident, the man watching in stunned silence as she, while exchanging hands so the cloth could be put on but contact not lost, bandaged his wound. "I uh...thank you."

That sounded genuine. The fact he was an actor may still have something to do with it, but still. "Wait for a few minutes, then head to the entrance. You need real medical attention." He nodded, "But I'll be close by, tell if you need help. Ciao." Leona gave the area one last scan, not wanting to leave him in immediate danger, before she took off, heading back out into the fray.
 
Ken'ichi Yamamoto
The Homeless Hero.
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Location: Practical Test Arena
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Mood: Mischievous
Ken'ichi's day started off the same as usual, he was up way before the sun had even risen training. With a quirk like his being a hero was hard work and without keeping up with his training he may as well give up which even at the ripe old age of 42 wasn't something he was even considering and as such he trained each and every day for as long as possible. After his training was finished Ken'ichi moved onto his next usual daily thing feed the homeless, each and every day he constantly buys a considerate amount of supplies for the poor and homeless and gives as much as possible away keeping only the bare minimum for himself, this was the lifestyle he was accustomed to and the one he had chosen for himself and strangely enough he loved it.

His early morning came and went but something was always on his mind, like he had to be somewhere today but just where he did not know. It didn't take him long to feed the homeless he knew most the spots where they hung out and slept and any new homeless people he met he would direct them to the major meet up places. You see something that most people don't know is that the homeless are quite a close-knit group many of them forming groups that pull together whatever funds they make in order to purchase food and other necessities for a larger group and Ken'ichi knew the meeting point for a huge majority of them so feeding the homeless was an easier task than most believe if only you knew where to look. Making his last drop he was caught off guard by a simple question from one of his closest friends among the homeless, Ryu. "Ain't you meant to be teaching or whatever it was today." Ken'ichi simply looked to the sky before going wide-eyed. That's what he forgot it was the entrance exam at Dakura high and he was one of the teachers meant to play a villain, without even saying anything he left his whole shopping with the last group picked up his huge sack and set off sprinting shooting towards the shoot.

As if the day could have gotten off to a worse start he ended up sprinting right into a standoff between the police and villain holding a hostage, now this usually was the type of scene he would avoid and let one of the bigger heroes deal with mostly because of the news crew already on scene but today he didn't have the time for a detour so he was going to deal with the scene. He held onto his sack tightly pulling a simple wooden bo staff out and dropping it allowing it to fall a few feet. 'Homeless style; Homing' This was a simple move where he allowed the bo staff to fall towards the floor stopping it a few feet above the ground raising his foot to allow the bo staff to rest on it before swiftly kicking it forward with a huge amount of force. The Bo staff traveled at an incredible speed and hit the villain squad in the forehead he clearly wasn't expecting the attack as it caused him to release the hostage and fall to the ground. At the same time as the Bo staff traveled Ken'ichi followed it arriving at the villain before the Bo staff had even touched the floor. 'Homeless Style; Bullet' This attack was a follow-up to Homing and was also very simple in nature it was simply Ken'ichi jumping up punching the staff directly into the same location the staff had been kicked at. The Villain went down whether it was the surprise attack or the pure strength that Ken'ichi had he wasn't sure perhaps it was just that the villain was weak, either way, Ken'ichi sure wasn't sticking around for an interview or the paperwork that was involved in taking down a villain so he quickly left the scene leaving the police and the news crew with a scene of confusion as this homeless man simply ran off.

He arrived at the school just in time, or at least he seemed to be but no one was really around. Looking at his wrist he tapped his old watch and nothing, not even a tick happened which made a lot of sense it was obvious he was late. He continued rushing towards the Entrance exam location which didn't take him all that long. "Well, Mr.Yamamoto you seem to have made it and only missed the written exam not to bad let me guess hero business again." Ken'ichi paused for a second staring directly at his fellow teacher. "Ah you caught me, obviously it was hero business ran into a villain on my way here and you know how long the paperwork and stuff takes." Ken'ichi said before walking towards the 'Villain' entrance door and opening it. "Oh of course I do...but we both know you didn't do the paperwork don't we." The teacher said showing Ken'ichi a little black box known only recently to Ken'ichi as a mobile phone and on that device was a video titled 'homeless man beats hostage taker' and it was his fight from earlier causing Ken'ichi to hesitate on opening the door. "Ah you caught me again, well lovely chat but I gotta go school some kids." Ken'ichi had never opened a door and ran faster in his life by the time the other teacher had even opened the door behind him he was already half a block away.

Ken'ichi already had a small plan in place, he wasn't going to hunt down the students like most teachers would be on no he had a much more fun idea in mind. Ken'ichi's first objective was to find a civilian which really didn't take long he quickly 'rescued' the civilian and with the biggest smuggest smile one could possibly think of on his face he simply started at the civilian and said a few words. "Ah, I found some nice bait." Ken'ichi's smile seemed to grow even bigger as he said this. He quickly found an alleyway leading into a rather tight dead-end. He fortified the position setting up some cover from any aerial attackers and blocking off another entrance into the dead-end making it was one way in one way out type of deal. He placed his sack down with a loud bang and opened it hiding the content from sight. He turned to his bait and the smug looked returned. "Your job here is one thing, attract as much attention as possible from the students think you can do that?" The bait nodded and began shouting at the top of his lungs for help, it seemed rather realistic who knows maybe he really was scared or just a great actor.
 
Alice Cooper
Location: Practical Field (Center), Sakura High
Interactions: Open

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The day had not been doing the best for Alices mood, the entire written test had annoyed her to no end leaving several tears and what amounted to chicken scratches across the paper in addition to claw marks on the desk with terrified applicants either side of her trying to give as much space as possible from the wild-looking woman, the clenched teeth sharp and snarl likely didn't help either. She really did not like tests like these, half the stuff was useless anyway....why the hell does she need to know when some law got past? It happened to get over it! you know what? Ive just reached **** it with this crap!.

What ended in 2015? 2016
Name the shapes? Duke, Harry, and Sam.
What is an example of a Risk? Telling you how ****** I think this test is!
Find X? It's right here you dense ***** *****

Finishing eventually she slams the pencil down with an echo around the room leaving the pencil embedded through the desk before crossing her arms and glaring a the front of the room waiting for them to get onto the actual hero part of the test, her brow twitching at the nonsense the teacher was blurting out before explaining the actual practical. Jumping to her feet at the sudden warping she tears the confining shirt off and dashes through the crowds into the zone, the white school fabric blowing up into the air by the wind.....along with several of the unlucky individuals to get in the way as she charges forward. Leaping up she digs her claws into a wall and quickly scales to the top, taking a small moment to sniff the air as she takes in the situation before dashing off again bounding across the rooftops making a b-line to her targets. Ok Villian attack? there going to go for either most people or something valuable, both are normally in the center of the city, thats were the oil and metal smell is from, make a big enough scene and there going to focus on the threat, there focusing on the threat? not focusing on citizens, other heroes or whatever the hell they're supposed to be for. What Alice lacked in academic smarts, she made up for in other areas such as intuition and instinct..amoung other areas.

Back in the observation room, there was a small little alert showing up on the monitor at the ensuing situation, while others had been addressing those trapped and the outer testing area it had appeared Alice had skipped over all of them to the deployment station for the robots themselves and the situation was not exactly what would be expected, the rapid uptick of the points and constant series of beeps had her shooting up the rankings. Looking closer at the situation several of the cameras in the area seemed to have been acting up and no longer showing footage, flicking through the displays to show a practical junkyard in the central courtyard with a myriad of torn apart robots with a mix of claw and teeth marks covering them...with more being thrown out of the hatch where new robots where to be deployed from. Rewinding the footage would show Alice pouncing onto a large robot before shredding through the metal and throwing parts at the smaller ones ant a frenzied speed, as more came in they were clawed away keeping up the speed. Moving over to a microphone one of the assistants would put out an announcement to the other teachers in the area "We have a Fox in the Chicken coop, I repeat Fox in the Chicken coop...If anyone free we might want to take a look at deployment hatch Alpha"

As a response was being waited for the carnage continued with Alice laughing, her previous bad mood having completely vanished now she was in her element leaping from target to target, spitting out a mouth full of wires between taunts in a sing-song voice "Come and have a go if you think you're hard enough!... Overpriced Toasters the lot of you!"
 
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