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Won't really be strict about it; special little thing in the rules -- it's a test to see if you read them. Not in any order specifically. ❝ Site --- The site was mainly brought back to help the mha community.  Since I love editing, making graphics and a part of the mha rp community myself.  It's name has a lot of meaning to me, 'Arkham' is of course, the asylum from DC Comics.  It's where I loved roleplaying until I came into the mha community for the first time.  So I kept the name as it's a little call back to that. ❝ Drama --- Just as I do in roleplay, I don't want drama over here.  This is a help site. I won't block people you don't like.  Everyone's allowed over here, regardless if we've had an issue in rp or not.  You cause drama with people, blocked.  Keep it civil please. ❝ Content --- All content unless stated was made by us on Arkham.  My premades have tags on them, so please don't remove them or claim as your own.  I don't ask for credit, honestly. Just follow the rules and it's all good.  Don't remove the credits from layouts, it's not cool. Respect our work please. You can change pictures, colours etc.❝ Masterlist --- I know how hard it is to find any active writers when first coming in.  That and how daunting it is if you are an oc. Wondering who will accept you or not.  So, the masterlist is there to help other people find who is active, who accepts crossovers, oc's etc. Post a MHA gif to sign the rules. If you wish to be on it, I'll have a form to fill out shortly. ❝ Staff --- I want to just say, that please be patient with the staff.  (Just me at the moment) Whilst roleplayers themselves, they have ooc stuff to be dealing with.  They will make content in their spare time. ❝ Suggestions --- You are allowed to suggest character things to be made. Just don't demand it.  We will get around to every character at some point. ❝ Premium Work ---Whilst all> the stuff on the site is free, people can ask for custom work. You are not forced to, it's there if people want specific things personalised to their character. Not all editors will allow custom work, so please check their staff bio on the profile & please read their rules in their individual blogs regarding that.We hope you enjoy arkham just as much as we love providing you guys with help.-Arkham Staff xo  CONTENT HERE.

Let's keep this simple and clean.  May expand if needed Basics / General No Metagaming: Metagaming in as simple as I can put it is using ooc knowledge in character.  (I've run into people on here who didn't know what metagaming was)I.E: Blake Belladonna shouldn't know Mugi once beat Jack Spicer with a sack of marbles then Wuya with a bag of books because Mugi never told her nor one of the former two told Blake about it.Ad.: Don't go for example Hermaeus Mora told me because he looked into your character's universe and dug up what my character, Louis Kamino knows.  That's metagaming, but with a poor attempt to excuse  your own metagaming. No god modding: obvious what that is no autoing... in general.  Specific instances are fine... as in logically sounding ones.i.e: Duella Dent introduced Jason to her backhand swing with the help of a crowbar and his jaw when he tried to break free of the restraints locking him in place to the chair then proceeded to continue striking him while listing off the different Tennis and Golf swings. I don't mind banter and stuff like it on statuses, after all I'm well aware that quite a few people on here do it while they're at work and can't commit to putting out a full response to a roleplay in messages.  I'm nowhere near that entitled or removed from reality to think that just because someones on that they've got the time to reply to stuff on here that wouldn't be up to their own personal standards.  I also don't think bashing people who prefer to roleplay in that manner is productive nor necessary.  (More for specific people and types on here) If you're gonna talk trash / bash others / or be a general buffoon in that way, all I ask is be able to take what you dish out and not cry victim when you get blowback for it. If you can't handle it being done to you, Don't do it to others.  Don't block someone for giving back to you what you were dishing out because they did it better than you, despite you were the initiator.  This is for both in and out of character as i've seen people do this for both.  I.E (couple I've personally seen.  No names will be given though lol): someone calls someone else's character a bitch multiple times for no reason "in character" and when the character calls their character a p**sy, they ran and hit the block button not even 10 seconds after because their character was called a p**sy then cried about it leaving out the fact they called the other character a bitch multiple times for no reason and initiated the hostility from the jump, in a status account. Same person also tried to get an account reported into being deleted by lying about an argument they, themselves started AND insulted the person from behind a block while having a claim about people needing to actually back up what they say and fight when they talk trash. I could care less about screenshots being used so long as they're being used correctly and not in a disingenuous or libelous manner.i.e: Censoring certain words to make a statement look far worse than it actually was AND / OR NOT providing the context for what it was about. Mugi Specific  Don't touch her noodles, pizza, or soda if she doesn't offer them  She will refer to other versions of herself in the first person as they ARE her, but from a different line.  Keep this in mind when she "speaks about herself".  Sometimes it's better to be specific when talking to her She's a bit... hyper. Some dumbasses (Ajunta, Magul, Snips, and Mugi's writer) introduced Mugi to star wars stuff.  Why she sometimes refers to herself as a Jith.

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— DISCLAIMER: I'm not affiliated with the creators of Tokyo Ghoul, nor do I own the characters or works. I portray Mutsuki Tooru to the best of my ability, pulling pieces from both the anime and manga, plus coming up with some things of my own. There may be inaccuracies in my portrayal or pieces that stray from canon. — WRITING: I usually consider myself multi-para/novella, but I'm really all about whatever fits the reply. I'm always down to banter as well! — MATURE CONTENT: I always do my best to include trigger warnings in my writing; if you see something untagged or incorrectly tagged, feel free to give me a nudge. Considering the subject material, this page will include dark/mature themes. Therefore, I'd prefer to interact with people 18 and older. Here is a list of triggering themes that may be found on this page:  blood suicidal thoughts / behaviors self-harm extreme violence mental illness manipulation and toxic behaviors — PRONOUNS: I feel like it's worth mentioning: I use he/him pronouns when writing as Mutsuki. I won't change my mind or debate this. — TIMELINES: I'm down to explore any timeline in the TG universe. :,) — DISCUSSIONS: I love to work out storyline details, especially when doing crossovers. However, I'm equally cool with jumping right into something totally random. My preference is yours! — SHIPPING: This is a single-ship profile. — OOC DRAMA: I frankly don't have the time or energy to entertain OOC drama on here. IC drama? Bring it on. — DISCORD: At the moment, I don't have one, but you're always free to message me here. I'm sure there's things I'm leaving out, but thank you very much if you've taken the time to read through this. I look forward to writing with you! :,)

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So it's recently come to my attention that someone has been trying to clone the accounts of friends and myself so I'm going to teach a class on that is much needed on this site and that is one on "Identity Theft" What is Identity Theft you may ask? It's when someone takes the identity of another and tries to pose as them with the intention to decive and or destroy someones reputation or to gain something from using the identiy of the person they went out of their way to steal from & more than often people who do Identity Theft are often the types with Illict goals in mind.Identifying Identity Theft in Roleplay?Pay attention to two things above all else. 1.) Pay Attention to the URL and 2.) Pay Attention to the Number Code recently Ani Roleplay has made it easier for people to detect imposters from the actual accounts in question with their @code being behind their posts. For this example we'll treat this as an 'Identifier' this 'Identifier' is how you can tell if someone is sincerely who they say they are.An Example Of Identity Theft?In this example I'll be using two people who have had their identites stolen on Ani. 1. Being myself and the other being Sharon ( Whom most of you have probably added already. )Notice in this post someone uses my handle but does not have my URL attached to it? This is how you can tell that someone has stolen my idenity and is trying to convince other people that they are infact me also to make matters worse? Sharon also is a victim of such.Anyways the moral of the story is not to bring heat down upon this person as I can give two f***s less and they're probably a die hard fan it's to bring awareness that people need to be more aware of who they think they are talking to aint always the person that they are friends with. I feel bad for anybody who's fallen for this but this kind of weak ass behavior is pretty much common place for Ani.BTW: If your wondering my only urls for this character are @AlbaMeira and @Judeim

001.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀first and foremost ; the mun behind this character is an adult over the age of thirty. with that being said , they absolutely wont interact with anyone under the age of twenty - one. 002.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀patience is key and the odds of me replying right away are slim to none. with that said , i prefer random banter over discussed ideas.  i write on discord , too.just ask for it ! 003.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀this is not the sort of character ill be romanticizing. despite what's written , i do not condone anything ji-yeon does.  with that being said , the triggers on this page are as followed : stalking , abuse , gore / murder and drug use.  ( there are others , im just not sure how to label them. )004. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀im not interested in shipping , honestly. despite her centric focus being about her obsessions , i can't have that be her entire personality.  im also not super comfortable with shipping with most people , but if it happens : it absolutely must be discussed prior and we have to have something established. she is more than just a serial killer.with this being said : dante + seon-mi are my main shipping partners and the majority of my character building will be centered around them.005.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀i will never write smut !006.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀finally , the most important : my comfort > everything else. if i , at any time , feel uncomfortable i will remove myself from a situation. please , understand , that it isn't personal but my mental health is far more important and with this being a hobby , roleplay will not become a stressor.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ if you , in any way , have an issue with me / something that i've done please come to me. i'm an understanding person and a lot of the time , assumptions can be a misunderstanding quickly fixed with a basic conversation.  THANK YOU FOR READING !

Funny when things go dark. Everything's quiet. You don't have to worry about anything. Nothing has to be done. No one needs to be seen. You can finally rest.  In that moment. I was alone.I used to fear being alone. Having no one to talk to. But when you're alone, you're free. In that moment, I was happy. I learned something that day. You come into this world alone. You leave this world alone. After all, you're the only person you know best. I always wondered if what I felt that day was the concept of death. No one ever could answer that question. Everyone always told me your life flashes before your eyes before you die. That you experience a near death experience. I never experienced any of that.I think it was a month in total I was left alone in that darkness. But when you act like I do, people prefer you stay in that darkness....."Edon! Edon are you even listening to me?" Suddenly, a shock was felt through the boy's head. "Damnit boy, what's gotten into you?" It took a moment to realize where he was, but everything slowly fell into place. He sat before a desk at the police precinct, a familiar officer staring down at him, as he sat behind his desk. "One more time, Edon. Why do you constantly stand at Fifth and Wells?""I.....I don't know." The fifteen year old answers, a simple shrug escaping. A fist then bangs on the desk, the officer getting furious. Edon not once flinched at the audible bang, as everyone else in the room jolted, and stopped doing what they were doing. "Bullsh*t, kid. Shape up your act, now!"  Voices all throughout the room began whispering. One in particular sounds out, gesturing the officer to calm down. "No, don't "Calm down Brady" me, this kid's startin' to piss me off. He needs to see a therapist or something."Soon enough, the door into the office opens, and a well dressed looking man moves to whisper into the officer's ear. A grunt, followed by a sigh. He then stands up, and grabs Edon's arm, dragging him out into the hallway and deeper into the precinct. The officer drags him to a door with the name "Inspector Grey" on it, opens the door, and shoves Edon inside. The door slams shut behind him. Inside was an older, middle aged man, the room smelling of cigarette smoke. Once white walls were paint damn near sepia with the amount of smoking that went on in here.The man gestures for Edon to have a seat on a seat infront of his desk. Edon had done so without hesitation. No increased heartrate, hairs that stood up, or even lips that quaked with fear. Just a simple sigh, after he sat down."Edon. What's gotten into you? You used to be such a simple, well behaved child. Why are you acting this way?" Grey asks, as he rummages through some papers. Edon for a moment, finally decided to speak. Mainly because he remembered seeing Grey before. Grey was there when he woke up in the hospital from his coma. "I....I don't know." Edon answers, shrugging again."Here, I want you to read this." A manilla folder opens, and he slides it across the desk to the boy. Looking it over, it was a rapsheet. Grey's eyes locked right onto Edon's as he began going over it."Three counts of tresspassing. Four instances of assaulting staff. Sixteen counts of Vandalism. Six minutes in total of confirmed tagging of public property. Annnnd Expelled from three schools. Done." Edon closed the manilla folder and slides it back to the inspector. "Do you realize I can send you to Juvie with all that you've done, Edon?" The inspector asks, as he reaches for a cigarette about halfway finished, lighting it, then taking a drag. "What's stopping you?" Edon soon asks, in a curious tone, rather than a cocky one. It's as if jail didn't even scare him. The inspector scoffs lightly. "Because you weren't always like this, Edon. You were a good kid. You always did what you were told. But something in you's changed. I really don't want to send you to juvie, kid. Believe me, everyone else wants to. I don't even know why I'm holding back..." Soon, that cigarette end lights up, as another drag is inhaled. "This is your last warning. Stay out of trouble, alright?" With that said, Edon soon stood up, and began to head towards the door. It's as if he knew by instinct when to leave the police station at this point.But something different hits him. Maybe the inspector's words hit him a little harder. He kept mentioning Edon acted different at one point. As the doorknob twists. Edon stops for a second, before glancing back at the inspector. "What happened on Fifth and Wells, Mr. Grey?" With the cigarette now finished, the inspector leans back in his chair, his arms folding beind the back of his head. A sigh escaped. "You know, I really shouldn't tell you. But I always get the truth outta people. So, I might as be straight with you, kid." Reaching for another unfinished cigarette, another light, followed by a drag, then exhaling."September 19th, 2011. Your parents were stuck by a semi truck going westbound. You were in the backseat. Your parents didn't survive the crash. Killed instantly. The car was a mangled mess, we didn't think you would've survived, either. It took firemen thirty minutes to cut through the wreckage to get you out, but you weren't concious. You were in a coma for a month." Edon glances down at the knob for a moment, almost as if he froze again. "Do you think that has something to do with it?" He soon asks, after a moment of silence."Maybe.....Lemme ask you somethin, kid. Do you feel sad, angry, or afraid at all? In my line of work, meeting with family and tellin' them the news is the hardest part. Not because of what happened, but how they react to the news. You gotta be the only one I know that treats it like another day....It's like you're numb to it....""Maybe that's what I'm feeling...." The knob soon twists, and Edon exits the room, wandering through the halls, and out the door into the public eye.Note: So here's a little story for you. The rap sheet could be worked on a little, but I didn't want to make Edon sound like a criminal. Just a kid whom was cooerced into things from the lack of fear. You know, that kid who never refuses a dare.

1. Do not rush me with replies. I have a full schedule during the day and sometimes it might take longer than normal to reply. Just be patient and know that I will get back to you when I am able. 2. I am not able to be around as much as I used to be, I am an adult and have very adult things to do during the day and I have to sleep at night. That being said, please respect that I have a life outside of aniroleplay.3. Please remember that I have experience writing literature and I keep my writing literate, in third person, complete sentencese, proper spelling, propper grammar, and punctuation. 4. Put some efforot into writing with me. I do not want to be the only one making up ideas for our storyline or writing. Please help with the storyline, too. It goes both ways and I will usually start first if it's necessary, but please don't be rude and ghost me. I'll delete you if that happens.5. Do not stetal anything on my page - everything you see here is something I have edited, changed, or manipulated to my expectations.6. Do not god-mode if we end up in a fighting match or with war or whatever ; I have never been in a fight regardless of being in the Naruto verse for the majority of 20 years. I have experience with other things, though, and it doesn't have to be all about violence or romance for that matter. 7. Please note that real life does NOT equal roleplay so please keep in mind that you are NOT your character and I am NOT MINE , either. Real life is just that; real life, and it comes first above all else.8. I would prefer roleplaying being done in messages and discussions being done in comments. I also have discord to discuss storylines in as well - just ask, I won't display it here simply because I don't want random people adding me for no reason and I want to keep my circle small and managable without being all over the place. 9. Do not bring drama : love interests , stay in your lane, racism, discrimination, homophobia, other types of bullying and harassment is also prohibited and if I see it done on my stream or in my messages on my page I will give one warning and if it continues I will delete and block all people involved.10. If my character is in a relationship do me a favor and leave her alone. Wait until she is single; I make mine a single-ship roleplay. If she is in a relationship: GO AWAY. 11. I am not nor will I ever be Ran Hyuuga. I am simply the person behind the muse and will be writing stories with her as an extention of my life's work. 12. Please have fun and respect one another, please comment down below that you have read these rules if you have gotten this far. 

1. Respect my time and value. IF YOU add, please speak. If I add I speak. Iam not a number I am here for roleplay like everyone else. 2. DO NOT RUSH ME, I DO WORK. I OWN A HOME THAT ALLOWS me to have the privilege to be online. Bills first replies last. If you can not be patient. You may remove me.. I am not holding anyone hostage. 3. I do romance and erotic. Must be of age.. I don't roleplay with minors that's illegal and gross. I don't just jump in to romance and erotic we need to actually talk about it first. Than if the characters bond a relationship,  then only then they can develop feelings or not. 4. If you want princess miyuki to your self. I suggest putting taken and loved by miyuki on your page I'll do the same if not miyuki is fair game right now. But if you claim her you Also must be loyal to her if not you'll lose her as your mate. 5. Don't control my character huge turn off I won't reply to you. 6. No one liners. I am a muilti novella. I can work with you but I refuse to roleplay with one liners. That to me is laziness I got no time for it. 7. Please sign my rules before messaging me.. 

Alright, so that EVERYONE know what not to do with me, here are some rules and if they are not followed, you will be deleted. I do not tolerate any of that sh*t. I want to be sure everyone sees these, so, I will be asking all to read them in a message. Comment below if you understand. If you fail to understand and actually have a conversation, then leave my friends list.Rule 1: DO NOT GODMOD! We all know this rule. It's simple. It will also cause for deletion and blocking.Rule 2: Length of replies! I would like it if the replies are from 3 paras to like, maybe 5 paras. I would like to brush up on my writing, so, if you do the first person, astrics and whatever that isn't third person, please, do not add me or make me do that. That is just not entertaining at all for me and it makes me lose all sorts of interest in the roleplay.Rule 3: Please follow all Community Guidelines!! This includes: no smut (unless discussed), no discrimination, harassment, etc. If the guidelines have certain rules regarding a topic, please follow those rules. It's important that you do, so I won't report you for it. I will too.Rule 4: Please avoid these things: Auto-killing, auto-hitting, flash stepping, any form of teleportation, auto-dodging, auto-healing, and anything similar to automatic actions.Rule 5: Drama! No one likes drama, so please, none of that. I am going to be as nice as possible to you, but if you do not follow these rules or if I say not to do something, please, do not do it. If you fail to not respect me, deletion and blocking will happen.Rule 6: Messaging and Comments: I only do messages. Comments are just annoying and will cause confusion with me. So, please respect this. Also, if you are Out of Character, please use //. ((, ||, or post it in the subject bar of the messages. I don't want to mix up IC and OOC.Rule 7: Becoming friends: I have no issue with becoming friends outside of the roleplay. All you need from me is my Discord, but I will only give it if we have talked a lot OOC or if we roleplay a lot. I do not give out my Switch ID or anything.I know this isn't as amazing as most peoples, but this is all I can come up with. The Genres I do are: Romance, Action, Horror, Gore, Fantasy, Abuse (Because of my characters background), Thriller, Drama, Comedy, Mystery. The Versus I do are: Pokemon, My Little Pony, Black Butler, Glitter Force/Pretty Cure, One Piece, Yu-Gi-Oh, Legend of Zelda.Comment below: Agreed if you read these!!!!

Alright, so that EVERYONE know what not to do with me, here are some rules and if they are not followed, you will be deleted. I do not tolerate any of that sh*t. I want to be sure everyone sees these, so, I will be asking all to read them in a message. Comment below if you understand. If you fail to understand and actually have a conversation, then leave my friends list.Rule 1: DO NOT GODMOD! We all know this rule. It's simple. It will also cause for deletion and blocking.Rule 2: Length of replies! I would like it if the replies are from 3 paras to like, maybe 5 paras. I would like to brush up on my writing, so, if you do the first person, astrics and whatever that isn't third person, please, do not add me or make me do that. That is just not entertaining at all for me and it makes me lose all sorts of interest in the roleplay.Rule 3: Please follow all Community Guidelines!! This includes: no smut (unless discussed), no discrimination, harassment, etc. If the guidelines have certain rules regarding a topic, please follow those rules. It's important that you do, so I won't report you for it. I will too.Rule 4: Please avoid these things: Auto-killing, auto-hitting, flash stepping, any form of teleportation, auto-dodging, auto-healing, and anything similar to automatic actions.Rule 5: Drama! No one likes drama, so please, none of that. I am going to be as nice as possible to you, but if you do not follow these rules or if I say not to do something, please, do not do it. If you fail to not respect me, deletion and blocking will happen.Rule 6: Messaging and Comments: I only do messages. Comments are just annoying and will cause confusion with me. So, please respect this. Also, if you are Out of Character, please use //. ((, ||, or post it in the subject bar of the messages. I don't want to mix up IC and OOC.Rule 7: Becoming friends: I have no issue with becoming friends outside of the roleplay. All you need from me is my Discord, but I will only give it if we have talked a lot OOC or if we roleplay a lot. I do not give out my Switch ID or anything.I know this isn't as amazing as most peoples, but this is all I can come up with. The Genres I do are: Romance, Action, Horror, Gore, Fantasy, Abuse (Because of my characters background), Thriller, Drama, Comedy, Mystery. The Versus I do are: Pokemon, My Little Pony, Black Butler, Glitter Force/Pretty Cure, One Piece, Yu-Gi-Oh, Legend of Zelda.Comment below: Agreed if you read these!!!!

aftermath; war AU. - heavy spoiler warnings for season six! no trigger warnings unless you don't like hospitals or mentions of injuries.   - "Huh," she grimaced whilst trying to move. Everytime she tried, it caused involuntary pain. "She's awake! Ouna!" She heard ringing in her ear before squinting her eyes open. It was Mirio. He was always a breath of fresh air even if he was just as loud as she can be. "How long have you guys been standing there, am I dead?" Ouna asked whilst attempt to sit herself up. It was just a struggle to move due to the wings. Looking at the handful people who were in the bright white room, they seemed to be laughing at her comments although she still was waiting for them to answer. "No, you're not dead silly. Just maybe... lost a wing & a leg." The way he stood there smiling, she had hoped he was joking. Although with him you never knew. Panic set in. The way it was explained wasn't ideal. "What do you mean LOST?!" It caused her to rip the bed sheets of the bed whilst everyone stood back. Seeing her left leg covered from ankle to thigh in a purple cast, she could still wiggle her toes but it sent a sharp pain throughout her leg. "Thank god," she sighed out loud. A little bit of the panic subsided and she glared at Mirio. "When dealing with people in the future, maybe don't say 'lost' Mirio?" Mirio's face fell, wondering if he was getting scolded. I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like... well /that/." He fumbled over his words. Ouna knew he meant well and probably worded it the wrong direction. For a minute or two she forgot the war which felt nice until the feeling of the war came back. Hawks. Flashbacks of seeing him going into that battle and then watching Tokoyami coming back with a severely injured Hawks hurt her heart. Although they weren't a thing, maybe never ever, she still felt like they were very close. "Hawks?! Where is Hawks?! Is he okay?!" The room fell deathly silent until she tried to get up. Of course she fell flat on her face. "Sunshine, you good?" Mirio was already on his way to pick her up. He didn't understand why she was so concerned with Hawks instead of herself. Maybe it was just Ouna's nature not to care for herself - not like her family would show up here anyway. "Please let me go see him," she cried out in a whimper still reeling from the pain. "I swear, just to check on him. I won't be intrusive. I promise." Mirio shook his head. He wasn't about to let her healing be compromised and placed her back in her hospital bed. Plus he was told not to let the younger heroes out of their rooms to go wandering - most of them didn't listen and did it anyway. "Just get rest, okay?" He smiled and handed her a cup of water. "I'll be back later. Come on guys, let her rest." With that the ball of sunshine, literally was gone. It seemed like the room went dull almost instantly as he left.Watching them go, it felt horrible. They told her nothing that she needed to know. Once they were out of the room and not in listening distance, she placed the cup of water on her bedside table and pulled the two crutches towards her. It wasn't the first time she had used crutches either. Last time it was a similar situation except no one knew that reason. Slipping her frail arms into the crutches, she pulled herself upwards until she was on her feet. Just as she did, one of the people she wanted to see the most walked in. Quiet, her gaze fixated on the door straight away. Hesitant to interact, Tokoyami stood at the door. "You're Dove, correct? I was told by Mirio Togata to come give you an update." 'Oh Mirio, you are a life saver,' she thought to herself on how lovely he really was to do this for her. "Mhm," was all she could muster up considering she had just woke up ten minutes prior after being out like a light for a week. The two of them had never met but the appreciation she felt for the other boy was immeasurable. "Good, I wasn't sure if it was you or not." Tokoyami was very well spoken, which was different from the others of that she knew from class 1A. Most were just as excitable as she was. Him and Hawks were the complete opposite. In tone and of course, looks. Ouna really wanted to hug him for helping get Hawks back to the first aid station but decided against her instincts. "I'd prove it to you but I can't exactly do that right now. I lost a wing in the war - I think. At least that's how that ball of 'sunshine' out there put it." Hopping over near the door awkwardly, almost like a bird, she got slightly closer to him. "I can't tell you how much I appreciate you getting him out of there. Seriously," she grinned through warmth that escaped from her blue eyes and trickled down her face. "I can't, thank you enough." Not one to show very much emotion, a lot different from the girl now standing directly in front, he gave her a little nod. "It was my pleasure. I know he means a lot to you & he was my mentor. I'd do it again." He responded sternly in his cold demeanor but he really wasn't that cold. It's just he couldn't smile that much right now especially with the sights he had seen. Friends and future colleagues all in disarray lining the hospital rooms. "Please rest, I'm sure he wouldn't want you to worry about him."But she did worry about him, that was the point. After he left, she pretended to close the door and waited till the place had gone quiet before peeking her head out of the room. A few nurses and doctors were wandering in and out of rooms attending to their patients. She figured Hawks would be kept in a private room for obvious reasons, especially if fans got into the hospital - which the security at the entrance of the floor wouldn't be letting in. 'Here we go.' Gearing herself up for a little walk, she came out of her room and started to hop down the corridor. Every little hop she did was starting to hurt her wings, especially the one that she was told had been broken. The only thing about it she could remember was being grabbed by the wing and thrown into a building. Didn't remember who but that was a start. Grimacing, she knew she had to go check on him regardless if she was in pain. Ouna would deal with that later. "Miss Seimura," a familiar voice called out to her behind and had stopped her in her tracks. All Might, of course it was him of all people. "You have visitors back in your room." Not one to disappoint him of all people considering his favorited student hadn't woken up yet, she backtracked her steps and went back to her room. That horrible feeling of foreboding hit her before she even opened that door. The door had cracked open not even an inch before she spotted the bright white wings of her father along with her two younger brothers. Her brothers thought it was fun to jump on her bed - of course they did, they were still children. Completely unsure she was seeing the scene correctly she lowered a brow and headed inside. Either she hit her head a little too hard or this was a cruel joke. "Proper family time... wow. I'm actually really dead... Togata was too nice to tell me the truth," she laughed out loud. Her brothers jumped off the bed and ran over to her. "Ouna!" both boys shouted in unison. They squeezed with what seemed to be all of their might almost knocking her to the floor. It hurt but felt nice to see them after all this time. "Hi guys!," she beamed through former tears. They seemed to have cleared as soon as she made contact with them. The only two that mattered to her out of the family and she would do anything for those little boys. "Boys, let her go. She needs to rest." With their mother's demands, they let her go and sat down on the floor. They had brought some toys to keep them occupied. She was sick of hearing that word; 'rest'. She had rested for a whole week of being out cold and had enough. "I'm fine. I just want to make sure someone else is safe. That's all..." Ouna's voice trailed off into nothing and sat on the edge of the bed. Her father came to her bedside and started fixing her bed. Why he started to care now was really un-nerving. "I'm sorry I wasn't there. I can't take back what I've done and I don't expect you to forgive anything," he paused and grabbed her hand. "But I'm here if you want to talk-." 'I really don't feel like talking to you...' At the back of her mind she didn't understand this at all. Nor did she want to.In amongst the family 'bonding' time over trauma, the door knocked. Everyone's gaze shot right at the door and Yukio along with his children were on high alert. Aiko got up from her seat and went to the door before leaving the room. 'What's she doing,' Ouna thought. "Ouna is fine, just a little out of it but I'm sure she'll be absolutely thrilled to see you." Not hearing the other voice behind the door, Aiko came back in leaving the other visitor outside. "Boys, Yukio, can you come with me for a minute or two? Ouna has another visitor." Her mother's calm demeanor wasn't out of the ordinary but the way she dragged everyone out of the room had Ouna slightly worried. Shuffling herself under the covers, she grabbed one of the pillows and hid behind it just keeping one eye peeking out over the top of it. There he was in all his glory, Hawks, minus his beautiful red wings. "It's you?! It's really you?!" Almost jumping out of bed, she was taken aback when she saw him attached to wires and was wearing a mask over his mouth. It was slightly concerning. He didn't seem like himself and it hurt her heart to see him in this state. He was in a casual black tracksuit with bandages covering the sides of his face. Regardless, she was just happy he was alive. She could have gotten up to hug him but he still looked just as much in pain as she was. Coming in, he closed the door and his eyebrows raised. Unable to speak, he tapped on his phone and had it speak for him. "Hey kid..." All Ouna could do was beam through the pillow and let a few drops of tears land onto the bed. "You're an idiot, you know that."

billboard chart; part one. - no trigger warnings! Some notes to add to this that might be important;* please read 'this is your sign part one' to understand the backstory between the two.** Ouna was saved when she was a bit younger being an idiot trying to be a vigilante but got caught by Hawks; backstory expands on it.   - The place was crawling with adoring fans along with sidekicks & of course, heroes. It wasn't exactly her idea of a fun day out, especially with the man she despised more than anything. Ouna wasn't great with big crowds but she put on a brave face just for Fat Gum. He had been nice enough to invite her father and her along to the Japanese Billboard Chart results. It happened once a year and she had watched it at home most years. Was kind of a thing the kids at UA would be watching along too. So to be part of it, was sort of a big deal. People ran into the stadium as Ouna admired the signs. It was in a sense, exciting but very daunting. To the naked eye, she was pretty much quirkless. However her wings were starting to grow back after exerting herself yesterday at school and had to stop the training half way through. It wasn't ideal but it was what it was. Antsy, she ironed out her summer UA unform and a green cardigan with her hands. Was nice enough to be casual but still repping the school at the same time. Watching her closely, her father frowned at what she was doing. "Cut it out," he paused before standing directly in front of her and looked down at her. It wasn't as if any other time was different, he certainly looked down at her in a condescending manner at all times. In his hero uniform he looked more intimidating than usual. "This is my job, so no funny business. you will be polite. with that I mean say please & thank you. if someone speaks to you, you will answer." Ouna had been stood there for about ten minutes being schooled over and over again about manners which was rich coming from someone who never bothered at home. "So you'd like me to pretend that you are my father for today then?" She asked with slight snarl, it's the best she could give him. Yukio frowned even harder if it was possible, he knew what she was like at times but then again, he didn't really care either way. "I'll ignore that insolent remark because I'm outside, don't push it." * With words exchanged, she smirked to herself knowing she got under his skin as he walked ahead of her. At home that would have resulted in getting dragged behind the door and being subject to his famous outbursts. Following closely behind she watched him pretend that everything was good. How he could just put on a façade at will made her stomach twinge. Unfortunately, she also had to do the same.'So this is what they scream at, huh...' she thought to herself whilst keeping a distance between her and her father. She was too busy taking in the sights inside to notice that her father was already in 'work mode' with that idiotic façade on his face. Mingling around with other sidekicks and a couple of lesser known heroes. Smiling like there was nothing wrong. Ouna was keeping herself away, she saw right through it. 'If they only knew you,' she frowned and headed towards where everyone else had been standing around waiting for the thing to start. Grabbing a leaflet or two from the people handing them out, she went off to the side to take time to read them. One had been a map which of course would have been useful and another with the program. It seemed a bit strange this year with a full panel of people going up onto the stage with speeches. Speeding through the pages, she got the the final one with the countdown. It had rhymed off who was going up on the stage. Her finger scrolled and stopped at number two; Hawks. Her face fell a little before going a slight shade of pink that could tell a mile off she was flustered at the thought. Although it was more of a nerves thing rather than being a fan considering what happened years ago. ** The older she got, the more she saw through that stupid look on his face. The way he acted around other people. Hawks was arrogant at times, maybe even slightly cocky. Ouna didn't fall for his charms now that she understood the industry a little more. "Ouna, time to go," her father shouted towards her letting her know it was time to take their seats in the hall. Getting up, she shoved the leaflets into her cardigan pocked and obliged. Partly because she was just interested in seeing what the heroes had to say, especially the smug red winged one. Still doing his rounds, Yukio came to a pause and starting talking to someone else and let Ouna go find their seats. Thankfully they weren't too far away from the stage. Just as her gaze landed on the numbers, she heard a familiar voice that took her off guard. "If it isn't dove!" Turning, she was greeted with the infamous yellow hoodie of Fat Gum. He seemed happy enough to be here in the moment plus he had already gathered some food from the lobby to keep him busy if he got bored. Fat Gum noticed she didn't have her wings but didn't say anything. With her working with him for the work study prior he had a fair idea on what had happened. "I'm glad you could make it, your father not here?" Ouna felt the shudder down her spine at that word but she kept herself in check. "He is. doing his rounds. He doesn't get to socialize that much, of course being at your agency he's kept on his toes," she faked a grin to be nice. 'More like an anti social bastard,' she thought to herself but didn't say it. Didn't take long for the foreboding to close in but that was just her father trying to get to his seat. Noticing Yukio had been coming down the aisle, Fat Gum waved him over as if they were friends. Of course, they were colleagues but Yukio wouldn't regard anyone a friend. Not even his wife. "Thanks," he spat before forcefully moving his daughter out of the way. 'There it is,' she sighed when she figured this was payback for making him look like an idiot earlier.Throwing herself in her seat, she crossed one leg over the other and took no notice of what the hell he was doing. She was only here because she was asked by FatGum and she couldn't say no to her mentor. Sure their quirks were completely different but that didn't stop her from learning. Hearing him now and again talk about how amazing his kids were when he was asked about their quirks made her snigger under her breath. It was quite funny how he was pretending to be the dotting father. "What can I say, we have the best teacher. Gichii just learned to properly fly outside," she grinned before turning back around to face the stage. Yukio reacted and shifted nervously in his seat. What he didn't manage to see what Ouna rolling her eyes. Of course her brother didn't learn to fly outside, they weren't allowed out at all, never mind using their quirk. "I also heard him mention he wants to go to UA when he's older." Ouna added whilst still maintaining the grin on her face. No way in hell would he let him go to UA, it was a fight just to let Ouna go. Enjoying it far too much, she kept quiet till the show was about to start. 'Finally, the sooner this is finished, I can get back to school," she sighed and watched on.

~~These are all purely for my own entertainment and how I like portraying Fenneko.~~* Fenneko is very expressive with her ears and tail, especially with how large her ears are.  When she's tipsy, her tail likes to wag a lot* After the staged infiltration playing Aggressive Heroes, she continued playing it in private, getting hooked on it in the same way she got hooked on VR dating sims. She'd rather die than let anyone know she fed a couple thousand yen for some cosmetics* Though she'll drink anything, she enjoys red wine the most. Offer a white, and she will throw it back in your face* She's got an alt social media account where she posts stan content for OTMGirls with a fan group that she carefully moderates. Fenneko doesn't even like the music that much, it's just for their sake to keep an eye on the fanbase* As much as she acts like she detests Tsunoda, she does admire her a bit. Mostly her charisma and the way nothing people say about her seems to bother her.* Fenn doesn't think much about romance for herself, but if you asked, she'd say she swings both ways. She's got a few celebrity crushes she stalks on their socials.