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STARTER CALL - @symbolofpxace​

   Even  with  his  mask  in  place  ,  overhaul  feels  as  though  he  might  be  CONTAMINATED  just  being  in  the  presence  of  the  hero.  One  of  the  biggest  who  led  to  the  downfall  of  the  yakuza.  How  satisfying  it  would  be  to  disassemble  him,  rip  apart  every  fiber  of  the  figure  the  people  treat  with  almost  GOD-LIKE  worship  .  He  wouldn’t  even  mind  the  filthy  blood  that  would  go  everywhere  if  it  meant  being  able  to  kill  him.

   A  shame  he  must  keep  good  appearances  while  his  research  is  still  in  development.  Soon  ,  soon  he  would  shatter  this  world’s  twisted  society.  

   “  While  I  APPRECIATE  your  efforts  to  coming  out  here  -  “  Overhaul  snapped  his  fingers  ,  watching  the  perpetrators  of  the  bombings  crawl  forward,  trembling  .  They’d  gotten  a  nice  glimpse  of  their  other  teammate  being  disassembled  and  reassembled  into  a  monstrosity  that  had  been  burned.  “  I  already  took  care  of  it.  I’m  assuming  your  presence  means  the  police  want  them  rather  than  letting  US  deal  with  them  ?  “

   Despite  his  disgust,  his  voice  remained  polite  and  calm  ,  his  head  tilted  to  one  side  as  he  took  in  a  few  breaths  through  the  mask.  Did  the  hero  even  KNOW  who  he  was  ?  He’d  doubt  it  ,  but  one  should  never  understimate  an  enemy  -  even  if  they  didn’t  know  they  were  the  enemy.

THE SUDDEN CONFUSION FELL ONTO HIS face. Lips, quivering from being dumbfounded at the scene. He had no idea why exactly the perpetrators were running. At first, he assumed that it was from him. However, they had already been trembling before he decided to show himself. His blue hues lit up in confusion. The red mask on the man before him made him wonder what made it rang familiar. It’s a plague doctor mask, he realized, but he couldn’t convey if he was hostile in some way or wore the mask for a reason to hide dirt. 

This man took care of it? Was he a good samaritan passing by? Or did these men lash out at him first?

“You took care of them? Were they attacking you?” Was he some kind of heroic vigilante or something? He doesn’t know what to make but he needed to play it safe. Even though he was the Symbol of Peace, he was far from invisible. 

Wasn’t the bomb already fired? How was that man able to survive? Did his quirk do something to stop it? 

He was in far too much confusion to confirm if the police were here to handle it. However, the truth was that he had been out and about and decided to take matters into his hands.

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Your dominant hues are cyan and blue. You like people and enjoy making friends. You're conservative and like to make sure things make sense before you step into them, especially in relationships. You are curious but respected for your opinions by people who you sometimes wouldn't even suspect. Your saturation level is lower than average - You don't stress out over things and don't understand people who do. Finishing projects may sometimes be a challenge, but you schedule time as you see fit and the important things all happen in the end, even if not everyone sees your grand master plan. Your outlook on life is bright. You see good things in situations where others may not be able to, and it frustrates you to see them get down on everything.

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        AND THEN CAME SILENCE. The two of them have had to deal with enough, when it came to the previous events of the USJ attack ––– At least, that was how Aizawa saw it. Beneath his bandages, hands find themselves clenching – not out of frustration, but out of the feeling of distress that continued to lurk just beneath the surface.

        But he wouldn’t let the distress out. He couldn’t. Even if he wanted to, letting anything out proved to be a challenge greater than any other –­–– he was too used to bottling things up; it was all he knew how to do.

        “–––you’re lying,” he responds, coldly, “––you’re a hero. there’s always something better you could be doing than talking to me about feelings.”

       “–––i don’t need you. not as much as everyone else does.”

TOSHINORI IS MORE THAN aware that both of them had a lot to deal with in the wake of the USJ attack. However, that was more of a reason for him to confront Aizawa, considering what had happened. He knows he’s not invisible. He knows all too well the burden he carries. 

It was going to take a lot more than him pushing him away with words to stop him. 

“ I don’t recall lying,” In fact, he was always a bad liar despite having to keep the big secret of One for All, he knows that he’s unable to lie for anything else, “ This is also a part of my job. I’m supposed to help the hearts of others, not just save them.” 

As a being of a shadow of a being that once sought to become the stand out in a world run by villains, Toshinori has a hint of Stockholm Syndrome in his system. He was young, unable to make it out on his own, and that very reason is why Shimura Nana was able to pick him off like he was nothing.

Nana had also been a master manipulator, having the skills to break down even the strongest of heroes without breaking a sweat. Her entire presence was able to bring down the skilled heroes to their knees. Because of this, Toshinori endured some of the worst training anyone can see. When Nana wasn’t around, her second in command, Gran Torino would train Toshinori to use None for All and he was just as brutal.

He was constantly told not to cry, not to show any form. Any form of negative emotions would be channeled into his villain skills. 

He scorns heroes for not being able to save people. He views them as weak as no one ever came to his aid. 

It was through Gran Torino and Nana’s teachings that he had become more convinced that while he needed pawns and those to use in his game of eradicating heroes and keeping villain society active that he only merely relies on himself.