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Izaya Fiore

11/10 chance i accidentally overheard the one thing you wanted to keep a secret from me

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a character in “you can be a hero !”, as played by jeydon

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{" you’ve got me HYPNOTIZED,
i’m feeling so obsessed with you.
you left me ( paralyzed )
and now I’m stuck,
you’ve got me stuck. "}

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{King And Lionheart || Of Monsters and Men}

"And as the world comes to an end I'll be here to hold your hand 'Cause you're my king and I'm your lionheart."
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Full Name:
Izaya Fiore
Nicknames:
Izah
Gender:
Male
Age:
Fifteen
Sexual Orientation:
Closeted Homosexual

Quirk:
When you tell someone you hear voices their first instinct is to put you in a psych ward. But for this young man, hearing voices is seen as a quirk. He can hear just about anyone's thoughts and this gives him the upper hand when it comes to battles because he can predict his opponent's every move. Along with being able to hear the thoughts of those around him, he has the ability to manipulate someone's thoughts and make them act in the way he wants them to. He still doesn't have much control over his mind manipulation but he's capable of using it to defend himself at the least.
Birth date:

December 2nd

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Hair Color:
Izaya's hair is a light strawberry blondeγ€€γ€€
Eye Color:
His eyes have often been described as deep chestnut brown, known to shine when he smilesγ€€γ€€
Height:
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Weight:
Estimated at around 115 lbs, he has a small form
Tattoos/Piercings:
Izaya has a simple black stud piercing in his right ear

Oddities:
His hair is known to be covering his pretty eyes, due to him letting it grow out too long in the front

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Personality:
{Selfless, Ambitious, Sensitive, Quirky}
Ever since primary school Izah was seen as the "shy boy" who hardly ever spoke a word. No one really knew him around school and those who did would just tell you that he was mute. But as he grew older and his quirk was revealed, it became clear why this shy boy chose not to say a word. It wasn't because he didn't have anything to say, but because he was too busy listening to everyone else's thoughts. He was one of the first in his class to have a Quirk appear and all the students were amazed by his ability to tell them exactly what they were thinking. He began to gain more confidence allowing him to speak, and boy did he have a lot to say. He has strong opinions and isn't afraid to speak his mind no matter how threatening you seem to him. Despite the confidence his quirk gave him, he still deals with major social anxiety that makes him really nervous and shaky whenever he's around new people that he's not comfortable around just yet. He's always paranoid and worrying that something will go wrong. When he does talk, it's usually a rambling of words, possibly due to the amount of thoughts circling through his brain, and he'll go on and on until eventually you have to shut him up or he never will. He's fidgety and constantly moving, he can't sit still for long periods of time. Sometimes he'll just blurt out the thoughts of the person sitting next to him because he's overwhelmed with having so many foreign voices and opinions in his head. Of course this ended badly for him in primary, especially when he revealed the school bully's crush on the nerdy girl in the first row. As you can imagine, his habit of blurting out other's personal thoughts only had worse consequences as he grew older.

He's an adventurous young man who adores the ocean more than words can say. His happy place would be out in the middle of the ocean on a sail boat where he's alone with his own thoughts. His powers do have a limit, he can't hear the thoughts of people miles away of course. He only hears those who are in close proximity to him. It's unknown just how close they have to be, but an estimate would be that they couldn't be more than 500 feet away. He's overly sensitive, the smallest thing you say to him, or think about him, can upset him and he'll never forget about what you said even if he does try to forgive you for it. There's no keeping secrets from him, the harder you try to keep one, the more likely he is to overhear your thoughts and know just what it is you don't want him to know. This has made it difficult for him to keep friends, because no one wants him hearing their personal thoughts but he can't always control which thoughts he overhears.

He's warmhearted and selfless, always worrying about other people and making sure they're happy. Once he's comfortable around someone his bubbly and energetic side will shine through, but he has to feel comfortable before you see that side of him. Loud noises are triggering to him, everything from yelling to thunder storms can make his anxiety sky rocket. If he feels overwhelmed, often times when he's hearing too many negatives voices, he'll back off into his shell, not unlike a turtle, and hide away for awhile until he feels calm once more. The worst thing you could do to him is point out how short he is, it's something he already feels horrible about so pointing it out to him will only make things worse. He hates being short and feminine looking, he wishes he was strong and muscular like the other boys. He feels that his quirk is useless and more problematic than helpful. It's not like he's actually capable of beating the bad guy, all he can do is predict his next move.

He lives off of caffeine and often drinks way more coffee than he should in one day. He doesn't get much sleep because of the voices he always hears rambling on inside his head. Even at night he can't get peace and quiet. No matter how much he tries, he just can't seem to shut out the voices. He's not confident in himself or his quirk at all which often keeps him from putting himself out there. Sometimes he just needs a little push and reminder that he's just as important as those with "cooler" quirks than him.
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Likes/Loves:
  • silence
  • places where he can be alone with his own thoughts
  • meeting people with awesome quirks
  • exploring
  • gaining more control of his powers

Dislikes/Hates:
  • arguments
  • loud noises
  • being ignored
  • thunderstorms
  • catching someone in a lie

Strengths:
  • understanding people's actions
  • listening
  • loyalty
  • sneaking around with out being seen

Weaknesses:
  • communicating
  • expressing feelings
  • standing up for himself
  • lacks physical strength

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History:

When he was the only boy in his class with a quirk, he was seen as a hero among ordinary civilians. He was an early bloomer, the teachers were amazed by him and always going on about how he was their star student and how it was no shocker that his quirk made an appearance so prematurely. But once other kids' quirks started to appear no one really cared about the boy who could tell them that they were about to raise their hand and ask to use the restroom.

He never saw himself as a hero, thought he would never get into a good school let alone U.A. High. Only kids with the best quirks got into such a school. When he applied, it was mostly because all the kids in his class started a bet that he would be laughed out of the room before he could even enter the U.A. Building. He was never one to give in to bullies but he was curious himself whether or not the real heroes of the world would see him as having a quirk that sparked potential.

He can hardly believe he actually made it into U.A. High and is crazy nervous about his first day there. Unsure of himself and his quirk, he's hesitant to put himself out there and be anything but just another average student at the academy. Shortly before the start of his first year at U.A. Izaya discovered his ability to manipulate thoughts, he hasn't told anyone about this second part to his quirk but he's hopeful that it will give him some sort of respect while at U.A. and he won't just be seen as the crazy mind reader.

He still has little to no control over mind manipulation but he's determined to make himself useful with this new feature to his quirk. Izaya is almost always practicing the use of this power whenever he has free time, hoping to gain some control over it and actually have a quirk that can be seen as useful in a world of more powerful heroes.

There have been way too many events where his ability to hear others' thoughts have gotten him in trouble or caused him to lose friends. Izaya already struggles to make friends, so as you can guess, being able to hear someone's deep dark secrets might end up ruining a potential friendship.

Now it's the beginning of his first year at U.A. a school he never envisioned himself attending, and although he has no expectations to be top of his class or well known by the other students, he still wants to do everything he can to be average. He's not a fan of cheating, but if he happens to overhear the challenges the teachers have planned for the students that might give him a bit of an advantage. He's been given the opportunity to call U.A. High his home and he's not going to do anything to risk losing his place there.
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Mochizou Ooji
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So begins...

Izaya Fiore's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Okamoto Rin Character Portrait: Miu Koizumi Character Portrait: Hinata Tachibana Character Portrait: Akiyama Shou Character Portrait: Naoki Castle Character Portrait: Kyōko Kasane Character Portrait: Akari Kasai Character Portrait: Motome Fumika Character Portrait: Izaya Fiore
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XXXXXXRin's neighbourhood - U.A.

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Rin was already half way awake when she suspected her alarm to go off as she heard a faint beep beep beep! come from her phone on her bedside table. She let out a groan and her hair stretched out into a hand to grab the phone and turn the alarm off, as she propped herself up with her elbow and looked around her room- Sun was streaming through her curtains and shining onot her wall plastered with posters of all of her favourite things. Rin noticed the time and sighed, 'Six thirthy, huh?' She thought to herself and finally swung her legs from the bed and got up- as soon her her feet hit the ground her arms reached up and she stretched out.

Today was her first day of super hero school and Rin was going as slow as a rabbit. Wait no, it's as slow as a turtle. Yeah. Rin turned to her closet and dramatically opened it up, "What do we have to wear today~?" Rin asked herself out loud as she fanned her face with her hand and grabbed her uniform- who was she kidding she was just a school girl.

Soon Rin's uniform was on and she was struggling with putting the tie on and soon forgot about it, grabbing her small bear pin and putting it on the tie- which had become a special thing she had done to spice up all of her uniforms. Rin traveled outside to the kitchen where she smelt an omelette on the table and her mom and dad already eating. Rin sat down and looked around the table with a smile. "Good morning to the lovely people who brought me to this wonderful place called home!" Rin exclaimed as her mom nodded, "And good morning to my crazy girl." She responded as her dad shook his head at Rin's mess of a tie. "Let me help with that.." He grumbled as he got up, her fingers messing around with her tie until it was flattened and tucked in perfectly.

"Thanks dad~" Rin mumbled out before digging into her omelette sitting in front of her.

Soon she was in the bathroom brushing her teeth- putting on a little bit TOO much tooth paste as she wanted to have that effect of toothpaste foaming around her mouth like a dog with rabies. Rin had finished up with that and looked at her hair in the mirror, the hair that had gotten her into this special school. Rin's hair grew a little a gave her a thumbs up, which made Rin grin- even though it was obvious she did it herself.

Rin grabbed her backpack from her room and waved to her parents goodbye before walking outside, and grabbing her bike. "Bye, bye, I'll see you soon! Make sure Daichi knows I had a great morning!" Rin called out to her parents, clearly not forgetting about her best friend who was probably making his way to school right now too. Soon she was off on her bike, with her backpack on her shoulders and the wind brushing against her face- the smell of the morning air making Rin smile, the small things in life were the best things to Rin.

As she got got out of her neighborhood and into the city Rin noticed other students walking and biking to school and she was filled her with hope, she would make new friends and she would have great time at school. Rin promised herself as she approached the gate of the school and got off her bike, taking out her ID and noticing the scanner. Rin let out a small ohh before letting the scanner see her ID as the gate opened and she traveled in happily.

Rin parked her bike inside the gates of the school and looked up at the glass structure that would soon call school. 'Wow..' Rin gazed at the building, before jumping up and down in excitement- and sprinting inside the school, her sneakers squeaking against the shiny floors as she sped around- remembering her class number. 1-A. She had to find class 1-A, maybe this would be her first challenge? Who knows? Rin let the voices in her head talk to her as she her running slowed down to a jog as she started to feel somewhat tired. Soon she was two floors up and saw the classes starting, which sparked some hope in her. She kept repeating 1-A in her head until her eyes lit up- "I found it!" Rin squealed as she opened the sliding doors to the class room.

That's weird, no one was here- she didn't even see a teacher. Rin shrugged, if she made it this far- and the sign above the classroom clearly said 1-A she was at the right place, plus she wasn't moving after she climbed those stairs while running. So Rin perched herself at a desk near the window and sat there, patiently waiting for another student or a teacher.

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Character Portrait: Okamoto Rin Character Portrait: Hinata Tachibana Character Portrait: Akiyama Shou Character Portrait: Motome Fumika Character Portrait: Izaya Fiore
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"AKARI! GET UP!" a male's voice roared through the home of the Kasai family. He groaned. "Why...?" the male spoke out. He would get up, and his hair would stick up in various twists and ends. His eyes had dark black circles underneath them as he moved out of his bed. His form moved closer to the door, his head stuck out as a girl looked at him. "Get up Hothead. You have your first day at U.A." the female spoke as Akari's eyes widened. wAIT I FORGOT OH MY GOD WHY!? I HAVE TO GET READY I'M GOING TO BE LATE! the male thought as he rushed back into his room. His body moving around as he entered the bathroom. He quickly stripped himself and hopped into the shower. The lukewarm water that rushed over his skin, reminded him of his quirk's heat. He enjoyed the feeling.

Several minutes later, the male exited the shower and got dressed. Despite the U.A already having a "basic uniform guideline", Akari chose to ignore it. He put on his white button up shirt, and tied his blue tie loosely around his neck. Covering that was his ruby red blazer, that had white trim and insides. He put on a pair of gray slacks and rushed down the stairs. "Forgetting your things?" his father asked, as the male would slump. Akari sighed. "Oops, yeah. Hey Dad, thanks for getting me up. I'll see you after school." as he grabbed his belongings and rushed out the door and ran down the streets. Running into people, randomly apologizing for hitting them. He was just excited, he was going to OWN this year. He was going to become one of the best superheroes everywhere. He soon reached the school yard, and scanned his I.D before looking for Class 1-A. He moved silently up the stairs. He was only a bit ahead of time, so he stopped into the classroom, noticing a kid with blondish-orange hair. He's kinda cute, so is everyone! I can't wait till I introduce myself. I'm going to adopt EVERYONE in here. They are now my children. the male thought as he sat down near the back of the classroom.

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Character Portrait: Okamoto Rin Character Portrait: Hinata Tachibana Character Portrait: Akiyama Shou Character Portrait: Naoki Castle Character Portrait: Akari Kasai Character Portrait: Motome Fumika Character Portrait: Izaya Fiore
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It was not that Shou had been up late, the opposite. Preparing for his first day at u.a, he had gone to bed earlier than ever (trying to gain as much energy as possible if they had to show off their quirks) - and he still felt like a sack of beans when the morning announced itself. The alarm went off in a terrible ringing noise while jumping up and down "the mainspring hitting those bells", making the bedside table vibrate. Shou raised one arm and fumbled for the annoying electronic devise, but failed.

If only i could touch it.. "Hhmm just a little while longer..." he mumbled as he changed his plans, and instead decided to place the pillow over his head to mute the noise. Even if the silver haired boy did not get bothered by the sound anymore - apparently so did his father. The door to Shou's room opened in a haste and Akiyama Kenji, also known as Paralyzer (Shou's dad), entered his bedroom and made the alarm "freeze" in it's movement with just a tiny wave of his hand. "Shouuu, get up now son! This is what we have been training for the whole summer. You don't want to be late for your first day...." the determined but caring voice of his father warned him. Shou yawned and opened one of his eyes. Looking at his father with a mysterious smirk.

"Dad... Me? Late?" he scoffed, but even so decided to get up and get ready for school. First a shower, then on with the school uniform (giving it his own "lazy/rebel" touch with a few buttons undone and the shirt a bit wrinkly and wryly). He was not very found of looking strict and "handsome", and to go with that look - even his silver hair was let to be a mess. Shou rushed down the stairs, his mom handled him a sweet steambun and kissed his cheek. And his father peeking out from the kitchen.

"Good luck! Now go become a hero like your good old dad!" he said, giving him a thumbs up. His mother on the other hand, was close to crying. "Im so proud over you my dear Shou! Have fun, okey? And make some close friends! Even a hero needs friends..." she waved him goodbye as he disappeared out the door.

The morning was full of life, students walking and cycling to their schools and the sun smiling down on them. Shou grabbed his skateboard and stuffed the bun in his mouth. As he was racing down the street - he could not help but do cower down on his board, letting one hand touch the rough surface and by this making the skateboard a hell lot of faster. Sure, he could use his quirk by any of his bodyparts touching something (like kicking a boll and making it fly in slowmotion) but his quirk was the strongest when using his hands - so that was what he did most of the time.

In no time he'd arrived to the fancy high-tech building that was U.A. Shou stared at it as he ate the rest of his, now cold bun, and "checked in" with his card. Making his way to the classroom, he noticed how the corridors where a bit empty and quiet, was he late? After a while walking around in circles, the classroom finally appeared. 1-A. Shou entered with a "ehhm sorry im late...." looking around in the classroom without finding any trace of a teacher. Just some of his new fellow classmates- with probably really cool quirks. "guess im not...." he continued smiling, taking a few steps in. He moved his hand to his forehead, making a relaxed salute with a short "Yo!" as greeting to the others.

Then came the impossible task of choosing a seat. They all looked very friendly and he could not wait to talk with them / get to know them. Though, the sight of a green haired tall dude, caught Shou's interest. He looked quite... angry.... so better keep a distance. Not that Shou was scared, but because he did not want to anger his new classmate any further before he could get a sense of his personality. The shorthaired girl with intense pink eyes looked very interesting, Shou betted she had an awesome personality - and an epic quirk. Then there was a dark haired boy in the back, a blonde girl with braids, and a short girl with golden eyes in the front... or was it really a girl? Funny thing how no one was sitting next to another.. Well, guess he had to change that. They where not just going to be classmates - they where ,from now on, also teammates. He cought the sight of a strawberry blonde guy who looked a bit shaky and nervous, so Shou decided he could use some support. And Shou was not the slightest shy, so he walked through the classroom and up to the boy. Correcting his sidebang a bit before opening his mouth to speak.

"Do you mind if i sit next to you?" giving him a smile and a hand gesture to the seat before sitting down. "Akiyama Shou, but just call me Shou" he introduced himself, then leaning forward with his elbows on the desk, and his chin resting in his palms. Outside the window, the sun was still blessing the students with the warming streams of the sunlight. It really felt like a good sign, maybe this was going to be the start of something amazing?

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Logan Wolfe performed his morning routine. A long jog around a section of Tokyo after basic strength training. His long black locks were shiny and wet with sweat. He often wiped his forehead with an arm band. His jog continued, through his heavy, yet steady panting, as his music player blasted some ancient history, β€œrock and roll”. His run came to an end when he arrived at the Auto-body shop. Over top of the shop was his home. Much like ancient European houses, Logan’s place was a home upstairs, and workshop downstairs. He had built the place with his bare hands… holding power tools… without the help of construction workers beyond Inspectors. Many Quirk-gifted citizens laughed at his relatively slow progress, but he paid them no mind. Matter of fact, the Quirk-gifted citizens often came to him for work.

Logan was a young Quirkless man, probably the only Quirkless in the entirety of his particular neighbourhood. Much like the Quirkless, he led a humble life. He fixed cars with skill and care few Quirk-gifted souls could properly match. However, that was probably because most Quirk-gifted souls did not specifically train to repair vehicles, especially not with their flashy quirks.

He washed up quickly in the upstairs bathroom, and began unlocking the garage doors, ready to open for business. As he opened the last garage door, A β€˜Quirky’ woman with hair made of rattling gold rings stepped out of her car. Her husband appeared to have been pushing the vehicle with what appeared to be a directional forcefield. β€œHey Logan,” the man greeted. He was twice Logan’s age, but half the size. The man could project a hard light shield the size of a dinner plate. It was hardly a suitable size to block attacks from villains, but the man discovered early in life that it ignored the laws of physics. It was discovered to be a perfect quirk for pushing objects with little effort. The woman’s rings seemed to emit music, calming like wind chimes. Neither were particularly hero-worthy quirks, but they were not without use.

β€œMr. and Mrs. Kazutawa,” Logan returned, β€œGot a problem?”

β€œYep. The ignition is fine now, thanks to you, but now I think we’ve got a leak.”

Logan nodded as the garage doors finished opening. β€œA’ight, I gotcha. You guys gonna be alright heading to work?” He asked.

β€œIt’s a beautiful day for a walk,” Mrs. Kazutawa replied, her hair rings clanked and sparkled in the morning sun.

Logan chuckled, β€œWell, you have a wonderful day. I’ll figure this out, and get it fixed in a jiffy.”

β€œYou always do, Logan!” Mr. Kazutawa barked a laugh as he and his wife strolled off, hand-in-hand.

Logan worked the shop alone for the first several hours in the morning. After that, the student interns arrived and pretty much finished Logan’s jobs, or practiced repairs on extra parts the Quirkless man had around. He brought the car into the garage and secured it to a hydraulic elevating platform. He’d determine the source of this leak within the first minute.

β€œOdd… it almost looks like…” Logan ran a finger lightly over the rather obvious tiny square hole. The edges curved inward, rather than outward, like someone punctured it with a nail. Logan produced his phone and snapped a few clear photos from different angles. He imagined he’d need them if this turned out to be sabotage. Until then, Logan had a job to do. β€œI’m not a hero,” he muttered like some sort of mantra. He then continued work. β€œThey’re already gone anyw…”

Then again… A minute was hardly enough time to lose them. Logan closed the doors and began running in the direction the couple strolled off. At the very least, they should see the photos.

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CASTLE


The students who had entered included three boys and a girl. While most did their own thing at the front, a skinny boy with an enormous smile strolled to take a seat at the back. Castle was about to introduce himself to someone when he suddenly flinched. A girl had bounded into the classroom from the window directly behind him. β€œGood morning” He quipped, β€œNice moves there, is that Parkour?”

He considered learning something like that, but good shoes did not mesh well with his root-like feet. He had put in the request for the Support Class to develop footwear that functioned perfectly for running while leaving space to move, breathe, and pick up microbes on the ground.

Castle produced the larger notepad from his light backpack and set it upon the desk. While waiting for the teacher, he might as well introduce himself, or at least keep himself busy by jotting down some fresh notes. β€œCall me Castle,” he introduced himself to the girl as he turned in his seat, and possibly whoever would listen. β€œI’m from Canada.”

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"'Cause we got the fire, fire, fire, yeah we got the fire fire fire. And we gonna let it burn burn burn burn."
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[font=Cambria] Akari sat silently in the back. He was trying to figure out what everyone's quirk would be. His dark green/yellow eyes would look around the room as he just thought. Hmmm, maybe that guy has a speed quirk. he thought as he looked over towards the cute orange-haired boy. He's pretty cute. I wonder what his name is.

The youngest Kasai got up, and walked over towards the male. He would smooth his own hair back, and start to speak. "Hi, I'm Akari. You're name is?" he asked as he would silently move his hand towards his other arm, and hold it. Portraying a "shy" demeanor, even though he wasn't the least bit shy. He looked around and saw everyone, and he realized that recovery quirks weren't that often, they might have to depend on him. He wasn't ready for that. Sure, his motherly demeanor made it seem like that, but EVERYONE what if a really bad thing happened. He couldn't supernova anything like his mother's, what if people got hurt when he was helping. He shook his mind off of the thoughts, and would look at the male with a smile. "Sorry, what was your name?"