Roleplay

Name- Levi Morhe

Villain Name- Iskure, aka Horns

Gender- He/Him pronouns

Age- 17

Quirk- Unicorn/Black Magic
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His quirk allows him to do anything a unicorn can. It's awkward in many social situations, he has no way of hiding the long, twisted black horns that protrude from his head and curl around his gently pointed ears. A third, slightly curved horn sticks upwards from his forehead and he desperately wishes it didn't. He has a long, black tail that ends with black-silver hair that is poisonous if touched to the face. It can cause blindness, rash, burns, and even death if consumed. Use of his magic drains his energy. If he uses too much he'll be left shaking, weak, and unable to walk. He has done this to a limit before, used so much in a fight that he ended up in a coma for a month.

Appearance- Iskure's skin is not pale, but not dark. He is a medium shade of peachy-tan with lighter touches along his collarbones and his lower body. He has silvery-black eyes that are lively and fascinated by anything scientific or magical. He has long silver-black hair that drapes over his face, long, as in it reaches his lower back. He often times is caught braiding it in the mirror and has grown away from styling it. Now, it hangs in his face and he pushes it out of the way constantly. He has a build almost like Dabi; muscular and tall but he often has his head down and slumps in his chair when he sits. Iskure is a tired guy, he just wants some sleep but he forces himself to put on a smile for those at the LOV and inspire them to take back what's theirs.
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His Villain costume is white bandages wrapped around his chest and stomach and arms and hands. He wears a white trenchcoat and black jeans. A belt that is dotted with silvery bands along it and a pocket chain hanging from his pocket that holds a small vial of Nightshade. He wears Glasses, which I forgot to mention in his appearance. He does have a very kind, soft smile and you would almost think he's too kind to be a villain with his charming charisma and soft personality. He wears cuff jewelry on his horns and multiple gold and silver earrings and a black choker with a unicorn charm.

Personality- He is a huge softy towards anyone he knows. He would do anything for them, and has done some pretty stupid stuff with people he knows. He usually has his hands in his pockets, walking and he isn't one to jump to fight. He will usually watch for a minute before jumping in and helping. He has a charming grin and has anxiety. If he lets you play with his hair it's a sign he's probably got deeper feelings than what he shows. He rarely expresses emotions due to his depression and in-confidence, so if he lets you get close to him, touch his hair and tail, lean on him or even hug him it means he really does trust and love you.

Backstory- His mother has Dark Magic powers, very, very weak. and his father had animal powers. And he was born. Iskure's parents loved him, dearly and they treated him as if he were a god. they did anything he said and gave him what he wanted. And as amazing of a life that seems, he hated it. He didn't even know how to tie his own shoes until he was about 10. When he was 15 he had an uncontrollable outburst with his magic and ended up harming his father. He was so mad at himself, he had resorted to hurting himself to pay for what he'd done by injuring his parents that loved him so much. When he was 16, he ran away with his best friend. When they reached somewhere, they changed themselves and parted forever. He was taken in by the LOV when he was found huddled at a bus stop one day covered in blood from a beatdown he'd taken for trying to get some extra food for a woman he saw on the street. He's long since given up empathy, it's only ever harmed him and he learned to keep his head down when there's a fight. He never wanted to be evil, but, when he was taken in he felt loved. He was able to do what he wanted, by himself. he has tried to contact his parents before but he assumes they've moved away from their old house. Sometimes he likes to wine his hair around his horns as his mother would always do.