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I think I’ll join.
Name: Masked Kid
Age: 11, but they swear they’re 15.
Gender: ???
Appearance: They sport a Kamen Rider Mask, which has 2 red beetlelike eyes and a large V on the forehead. Besides that, they have on a silk scarf along with a leather jacket and jet black slacks. They carry...
“Hm...why not? Are they villains?” He put in a suspicious look. “Just pulling your leg. Feel free to watch our classmates outside or use the restroom or something. Just don’t be too loud. Shark Week is on.” He looked down to a phone on his desk.
“Yeah, uh...” Hakarl grabs a mouthpiece and puts it over his fangs. “Your classmates are outside doing quirk training. I haven’t been notified whether or not you should head out there with them. Speaking of that...I would really like it if you didn’t make this year difficult for me. No...
Hakarl WAS sleeping in the classroom, before he was awoken by the sounds of children knocking themselves unconscious.
He pokes his head out the window, and was about to flip somebody off before he saw All Might. A few of you might’ve heard banging in the classroom as he cleaned up the classroom...
The second Chainsmoke emerged, the water began bubbling, eventually feeling like it came to a boil. It left a feeling of excruciating burning as Minor Aversion winded up it’s fist, ready to punch the robber to kingdom come.
“Does your ghost’s ability happen to be the power to suck? It’s really...
Artem sat in an empty warehouse, cocking the bolt of a small robot and poking a pellet into the breech.
“Haha! I’m finished!” He wiped the sweat off his head. He had been working on it nonstop for the past two days once he got from school. This was an oddly specific perk of having our parents...
“Well, how I basically beat you a few seconds ago, I think you should call me sir instead of kid- -“
Minor Aversion appears and grabs the water bottle, crushing it while holding it with a punch to the robbers chest. The water spews all over the robber’s clothing. “Cmon, Cmon, show me this stand...
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