Roleplay

Rankei stood near the back of the crowd, watching silently as the other students talked either excitedly or nervously amongst each other. He wore a thin black hoodie, sweatpants, and boots that weren’t tied, three things that he lazily tossed on this morning before training to get ready for the entrance exam. The shadow created by his hood covered his face, warning others against speaking to him. The effect was something he intended to have. From under the shadow, he looked around at the group of students, spotting another person with a red hood on and could only assume that they were trying to conceal their identity. He could see how that could be useful in battle, but he didn’t have his on for the same reason. As he waited for the teacher—if he remembered correctly, his name was Cinema—to show up, he looked calm and controlled. He definitely was on the outside, but couldn't stop his heart from racing, the sound pounding in his ears.

"Welcome everybody!” boomed a voice from above, scaring a few students. Rankei looked up to see Cinema standing there with a megaphone, speaking in an overly joyous voice (in his opinion). He knew that the teacher was trying to scare and/or excite the students with his upbeat announcement about...underwear? Rankei stopped listening when Cinema started talking, half thinking about the exam and the villain bots, half collecting words from the pro hero’s long string of sentences. Mess. Points. Hurt. Examinees. List. Shout ‘here!’

Tch, as if I’d waste my time hurting other students when getting points is the main focus, he thought as the teacher started listing off names. Though that means that I’ll have to be careful. If I use my Quirk recklessly, it’s a possibility that I could hurt someone else. I cannot afford to be reckless now. The group of students became quieter, the only ones that momentarily stood out from the crowd were the ones that shouted “here!” when their name was called. They raised their hands, too, though Rankei didn’t remember Cinema mentioning anything about raising hands.

“Rankei Nagamatsu!”
“Here,” he said loud enough for the teacher to hear but quiet enough to not be shouting. He didn’t raise his hand like the rest of the students, instead crossing his arms as he waited for roll call to end. Cinema called out name after name as the kids around him one after another shouted when they heard theirs. Rankei didn’t try to remember their names or faces, deciding that he’ll only do it if he is accepted into U.A. After all, what’s the point in trying if he might fail and never see them again anyway?

After the announcements and roll call ended, Rankei raised his hand. He had a question and knew that the answer to it will affect the number of points he could get. “Will we get point deductions if we destroy the city on purpose to defeat the bots?”
He hated that his Quirk was dependent on the environment he was in. He also hated how destructive it could be. It was like the world gave him this Quirk because of his desire to be a hero. Obviously, if he became a hero, he couldn’t destroy buildings and streets whenever he wanted to. Even if that meant he got to save someone or defeat a villain. That would make his life hard in the future.

But he wasn't going to back out now.

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Anya stood near the middle of the group, looking up at the huge brown doors. The entrance exam was today. She was ready for it and had prepared for this day ever since she entered middle school. Before she came, she woke up a few hours after midnight to eat breakfast, train, and plan what she was going to wear. She wasn't normally energetic, but she couldn’t help but feel excitement course through her entire body. She was excited and ready and...kinda nervous but ready! She wore a plain white skirt, black leggings, and brown boots that went up to her ankles. The clothes that she wore were lightweight and didn’t restrict her movement at all, allowing her to move with agility once she started the practical exam.

Anya had listened intently to Cinema's short announcement, wondering if the people around her would actually hurt one of the other examinees on purpose. Looking at the other students over again as the pro hero read out names, she decided that maybe she was wrong. Some of them appeared dangerous and powerful, looking like they'd hurt others just because they wanted to. Just because they wanted to hurt others. Suddenly, images flashed through her mind. Images of a tall, crazed figure. Of a knife with blood on it. They came and went in a split second.

Without realizing it, she was staring at someone else, her eyes wide. Every muscle in her body was frozen as if she was using her Quirk on herself. It was when the student she was staring at waved at her with a confused look on their face was when Anya snapped out of her thoughts. Trying to go back to her normal appearance, she forced herself to relax and waved back at the other examinee, smiling.

"Anya Tsukuya!"
"H-Here!" she shouted, her hand shooting into the air. Avoiding eye contact with the other student, she bit her lip, digging her fingernails into her palms as she looked at the sky. The images that flashed through her mind reminded her of what happened in the past. She was reminded of why she wanted to become a hero. Reminded of why she wanted to enter U.A. A fire was suddenly lit inside of her. The fire was a combination of determination, excitement, and a powerful desire to succeed.

I'm not going to fail this exam.

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The cold air nipped at ember, who was use to the hot sun of California. She bared it though as cinema was reading out their names to see if they were accounted for, managing by occasionally jogging in place to keep herself warm trying to look like she wasn't bothered by the cold air or the stress. She was both glad and hated the cold weather. She couldn't properly dress for the weather and hated it for that; having Black shorts, a dark red long sleeve exercise shirt, sneakers, grey finger less gloves, and blue swimming goggles around her neck. It was clear on the gloves, sneakers, and goggles that they were worn with use regardless of how well cleaned they looked. She also had a pair of heavy duty winter gloves stuffed away in the pockets of her shorts, which she had begun to consider bearing the embarrassment so she could have warm hands. However she was glad for the cold on one reason, it gave her a perfect excuse to jog in place if she wanted and to cover up her nervousness with chills from the weather.

This was a first for her, to feel this nervous about anything in a long time. On her way reaching this point she had taken it all in stride, not once faltering in whether she could accomplish this or not. Now? Now she realized the scope of her competition. They were some who looked like those from her old school, barely holding it together for what was to come. However they were others, the looks in their eyes told of a thirst that had to be sated. The thirst to be the one who passed this test. She had to shake her doubt though, she knew that it was the reason why her previous competition failed. And knew that if she hoped to come out on top, she needed to throw out all doubt about her abilities.

Continuing to keep herself calm for the task ahead, she had begun to survey the crowd when she was caught off guard by a stare. And not the normal why are you being weird stare that she would expect since she hadn't gotten down all the do's and don'ts of Japanese society. This kind of stare was like patty in her old neighborhood, who in her younger years had a nasty encounter with something since she had a bad tendency to just freeze and stare with wide eyes into nothing for as long as she had known her. Except this wasn't a old homeless woman's stare, but rather one of the other examines, a girl about her age it looked. Ember wasn't absolutely sure if this girl was offended by her lack of courtesy or if something just happened. So after a quick curious look behind her to show nothing interesting, she slowly raised a hand with a confused but small smile in response. To her relief the girl seemed wave back with a quick smile and turned her attention away from her.

Ember sighed and regained her composure as cinema eventually called her name. "Here!" she would had shouted with a hand raised, while her japanese was nearly fluent, her accent made it sound clear that she was no native. Lowering her hand and folding her arms, she began waiting as the rest of the names were being called off for the test to begin. She had also decided that embarrassment was worth keeping warm as slipped on the winter gloves from her pockets. Sure, she could just heat up her hands, but she wanted to save all her strength for what was to come rather soon.