In no way, shape, or form should this "chapter" be taken serious as everything that's here will be non canon.

In the simplest terms, this will be a Cast List, but with a twist that I felt could be either weird or funny for those who read it.

Also, there was something that I forgot to take out of the Character Sheet and it was that Paragon is the current holder of One for All, and that is not true. She is the Number 1 hero for now, but she has her own OVERPOWERED Quirk.

The story is set just a year after All Might fought AFO, so that would put Izuku and Co. in, I think, the middle of their second year of U.A.

Also, one more thing: I changed another thing regarding Mist. Instead of being 5'7, I reduced it recently to 5'3 and made him four inches shorter. I don't know why, but I just like short male characters.

A/N: Also, there was a last minute change in a character and I replaced her with Flaming Fate Zero's character. The reason for this is the fact that I didn't want too many characters with comparable personalities. But, if those who didn't have their character accepted into 1-A, tell me if you want them to be in 1-B. If so, that means we got at least ten characters in there already.

My Hero Academia: Separate Steps

Chapter ?: World of White (Cast List)

Location: Apartment of Mist, Los Angeles

Time: ?

"Hah! Ninety-eight!"

A deep breath echoed through the main room of the apartment, it currently filled with exhaustion that could only be replicated by one that did what he did each morning and night. As it was not a very upscale one, it was certainly a nice apartment with cream colored walls that made the overall environment a rather pleasant sight to the eyes. The wooden trim was a brown color that rested well with the aforementioned coloring of the walls.

The apartment itself came with a front room that was typically called the living room was connected to the small, rectangular kitchen that was hidden by a wall to the rear of the living room, but could be reached by two openings around both sides. The apartment itself had a hall just beyond the front room this being where one would find his room, the bathroom, a guest room, and another empty room.

But the front room was where the boy was presently located at this moment in time, loud music of the hip hop variety blaring in the background to give him a push, a abundance of adrenaline to keep going.

Sweat rolled from his darker skin, this causing it to shine under the light of the ceiling fan that did a poor job of keeping him cool.

His dreads swung with the gravity of him pushing himself up and down, some even beginning to get stuck to his neck during his exercises.

Aside from being the only one living in apartment room 307(Third floor, room seven), he still took the common courtesy to wear a white tank top that had already been sweated through to cling to his body. Despite his age, one could see how his body was so well built as he could match the body of a fit point guard to and NBA team.

Why did he exercise more than once, you ask? Well, his Quirk is very powerful, but he sometimes become subject to being the less dominant one in certain occasions from the simple fact that he IS quite short.

If he isn't the dominant one in the fusion, he's constantly drained of his energy instead of if the fusion evened out or if he was dominant.

"Ninety-nine!" He pushed himself up, the dread at the front of his hairline bouncing frantically almost displaying the boys desperations of needing to finish this. Lowering himself once more, his eyes were shut to avoid letting his sweat dripping into them as he found himself loathing such a thing. Each of his fingers curled on the cream colored carpet beneath him, mildly struggling enough that most could notice, but it did not prevent him from lifting himself up for the last pushup. "One hundred!"

Reaching the climax of his morning exercises, Mist could finally let his adrenaline gradually decrease, finding him sitting down on the carpet with his back against a brown couch. "Whew." Panting lightly, checking off his one hundred pushups, his fifty situps, 30 squats, and jog on his treadmill, the boy reached back to grab the small remote to his stereo system and a baby blue towel. "Nothing like a good sweat to wake you up." He said quite triumphantly as he powered off the stereo system and began to dry himself with the towel.

This took a solid two minutes before he figured he relinquished from all the salty liquid that previously covered his form. Hanging the two around his neck, the boy use one of his hands to prop himself up on the couch as he used this to lift himself up with a short grunt. "There still should be some energy drinks in the laundry room downstairs." He did not find it necessary to look at his bottle at the top of the tv ahead as he already knew it was empty.

Standing up to his full height of five feet and three inches, the teen bounced a bit on his toes as his black shorts jumped with him, mirror the adrenaline that had yet to wash off of him. "If I'm lucky, Lavender will fuse with me again." This was a hope as fusing with a inanimate object was a bit- gradually lesser than fusing with a person as it increased both of their strength by four times, so it was always exciting to do.

And, to date, his and Lavender fusion was the strongest he's ever did, and he had fused with both Laura and Jinx at the orphanage. The reason this was so grand was because the two of them were pro-heroes when they were younger.

With a welcoming smile glued to his features, Mist gave a short walk over to the door, one of the only two exits in his apartment room. Upon reaching out for the knob of the door, the dreadlocked boy retracted for a bit, having this...whimsical feeling rise in his gut that stopped him. "What?" It felt as if he was entering territory that was not his own, but he did not feel any ill intent behind it.

"Um..." With a sheepish chuckle, a smile was still on the face of the boy as he gently raised his foot to take a step away from the door. "...I...think I'll just take a shower...hehe..." At the end there, the sheepish chuckle changed to that of pure uncertainty.

Yet, before he knew it, the door was flung open to show him nothing but a pure white world that had no end to how fast it visibly was.

"Whoa!" This was him flinching when the door had unexpectedly flung itself open, eyes widening at the sight before him. "Guess I don't need a drink." In a more cartoony fashion, Mist raised a leg as he began to turn around to walk away, but he did not get very far as a hand clasped his face, covering his eyes. The hand was large enough to equally cover his eyes and mouth at once, this causing him to release muffled noises in his on attempt to annoy who had him.

"Getcho ass down there!"

As the highly distorted voice entered his ears, Mist felt a thrust of his hand to propel him back, but he never stumbled. In the instant he was shoved backward, he didn't find himself tumbling over his feet as he did not feel anything under his feet.

When his face was uncovered, it was as if he missed a moment of time as he only saw the other side of his door due to the fact he was now on the other side now. The door rippled, making a warping noise as it vanished into thin air and was just replaced by...white. "Huh?" In shock, all he could do was blink until he realized he DIDN'T have footing under him. "Oh, right..." He said quite thoughtfully as he stared down to the- well, it was nothing but white below him also, so this could be a drop that lasted ages.

What she leaned on was not something that could be seen by human or regular eyes as she just thought it was a invisible wall like in those linear games both herself and Mist played at the orphanage growing up. Her arms were crossed under her chest as she did have a bust that was quite noticeable, so her enhancing it with the folding of her arm was just begging for attention.

"What is this place?" Blinking a few times, though not in confusion, Lavender let her eyes scan the full area before her, but she could not tell if there was a end to the unknown world she fell it. With her cyan bangs pushed out of her face to be tucked behind her ears, one could see the reddened bruise against the center of her forehead. "Hmph!" Rolling her eyes to closing them, the teen huffed as she thought back to the person literally pushing her into this void of nothingness, and since she had no clue on what this was, there was no way she go on ahead on her head. "I guess anyone would be a sufficient companion at this point."

WHAM!

"Hm!" With her the soles of her flats connected to the...ground, Lavender's eyes shot open, brows raising when she heard the noise of rubber connection with- actually, she wasn't sure. What she could pick up was the footing below her quivering enough to cause a disruption enough for her to.

Dragging her undivided to the object that caused this, she could see the boy, his dreadlocks settling back down from the fall he just went through. From his bright, hot pink basketball shorts, she could see the flexing of his muscles in his calves as his knees were bent and spreaded in a gap. "Mist?" How his name left her mouth caused the girl to blink, taken back that it was more warm than how she usually spoke to him. This known fact made her eyes cut away almost hurriedly as her brows turned upward.

"Whoa..." The vibrations sent through his legs could make the strongest of men buckle. While it was him roughly guessing, he felt that he fell for at least seven seconds for actually landing on the space he could call the ground. Yet it was anything but that. Both his rounded eyes were squeezed shut, his body trembling, pins and needles rushing through his entire being, but he did not show much distress on his face. His brows WERE tightened down as his lips pursed firmly, moaning lightly inside of his mouth so that he would not cause to much of a commotion.

Seconds later, landing cleanly around his neck was the towel he used to dry the sweat off his exposed skin as it was still shown that the tank top clung to his form.

At him not responding to her, with her arms still crossed firmly under her chest, one could see both tightening around her as she removed herself from the invisible wall itself to turn and face the other teen. "AHEM." She cleared her throat quite aggressively, glaring to the boy while his back was turned to her.

"Hm..." As the feeling that tingled throughout his body, Mist tapped the toes of his sneakers to the "ground" one at a time, but he was not doing this to ignore the girl as he did answer. "Yes?" He answered in a more curiously questioning tone.

"Hmph." Lavender did not take her eyes off his back as she huffed. "Why are you here?" She inquired in a way that did not give hints that she was cautious of the teen as it was genuinely her wondering in her friendly/flinty voice that she used to speak with friends. "And why am I talking to you like we're friends."

"Huuu..." With his eyes shut in a fashion that showed he was not in much pain as it had shifted away from him, Mist let out a soothing breath as he gave several short hops up and down to regain the feeling in his feet. "I apologize, but its pretty hard to explain." His voice was still the pure epitome of affection, showing no ill will toward the girl whatsoever.

Lavender continued to stare in his direction.

"But some guy...or girl just appeared in my apartment, grabbed my face and tossed me down here." It did not seem as if he had much of a problem with it, the teen turning to face her.

"Hm. Strange." Her eyes trailed to the ground in a contemplative fashion, humming lightly to think back on how she opened the door to her apartment and was kicked in her back.

Landing one more hop, Mist turned on his heels with a glued smile on his face, his right hand on his hip to look Lavender in her eyes. "And I just don't think the Author wants you to be at my neck since this isn't a real chapter." With more nonchalance that it could be infective, he and her second question.

Only her eyes cut up to Mist in a instant. "What- ah!" Instead of her keeping her own composer with just a simple glance at Mist, she instantly lost it at the sheer fact that she could see how the tank top he wore clung to her face that sent a blitz of warmth to her facial features. Due to her pale skin, it was virtually impossible to hide the beaming reddening of her face as she caught a full eye of the boy's body and how it was more defined than most guys she saw. "Whoa!" She screamed, her voice gaining a higher pitch as she spun to turn her back on him.

"Um..." Blinking a few times at her actions, Mist let his head tilt, blinking a few times as his lips form a thoughtful frown.

'THAT cannot be Mist!' With her hands covering her eyes, Lavender wanted to kick herself for having that image in her head and was unable to erase it. 'Well, I should have expected that...' Fingers spreading to show that her eyes fluttered open, she had a look of embarrassment within them. 'He has been training his body since we were kids, so-'

"You alright over there, Levy?" With a brow cocked, Mist asked this.

Hearing his voice made her feel so uncomfortable, it enough to force a groan out of her mouth in her own attempt to refrain from being so...friendly with him.

"I think we should head over that way until we find something." Mist raised his right hand from his hip and point out to the distance.

It took everything in her to regain her composer, thinking more on how disgusting it felt for her having known this boy made her blush without even trying to. Turning to face him, she crossed her arm back under her chest. "What makes you think we'll find something, runt?"

Without saying much, Mist pointed his index finger above him, this causing Lavender to crane her head back to see what he was pointing to. While everything was still white with little separation from what was what, what DID stand out was a large, bloody red arrow that pointed out into the distance. It blinked in and out of existence every second, making a clinking noise that was akin to that of a Check Engine sound.

"...oh...right..."

...

"And please stop playing your music so loud in the morning." In a perfect example of a stern parent, Lavender's voice had assertive tone to it, this being the only other sounds that could be heard in the world of white. This and the noises of their feet hitting the footing below them that neither of them could see. "I try to leave earlier to see the children, and I cannot think straight when I hear that song every morning."

"Hm." Mist wasn't frowning, but he also was not smiling as he walked beside the girl, keeping pace with her frantic steps. Holding his arms up, the short boy held his hands behind his head, elbows pointed outwardly.

This wasn't the only thing Lavender wanted him to do. Since she felt she was being somewhat tolerant of his presence, the girl felt it was her chance to tell him about him morning habits, his laundry room habits, how he got to HIS school, and how he wore his clothes. Being HER school's student body president had really wore off on her, so this dripped into her already motherly personality.

And to combat this, Mist settled with noising out hums to her, half listening to her and not as his kindness was faltering, but more to the mundane thoughts of hearing this once again.

While the girl had yet to give him a motherly speak such as this since they lived in the orphanage, it still felt rather frequent of the sundress wearer to commonly say how he dressed was impolite to one's eyes.

The two of them had roamed in the same direction for the last seven to nine minutes, both incapable of truly seeing anything out of the ordinary. Nothing but white for miles and miles.

But...something was in the distance ahead of the two...

Just when she was about to continue, Lavender stopped dead in her tracks with her attention set to what was far in the distance and away from them. "Huh?" She noised out in nothing more than a whisper, her lips just barely moving as her silver eyes searched what was ahead of them, but that was clearly impossible to do with her normal 20/20 vision.

Taking a few steps before realizing she had stopped, Mist was ahead of her when he decided to turned halfway to the left, turning his head to look to his rear. "You alright?" His query was only met with Lavender simply pointing a finger forward, and this caused him to look back in this direction.

The same clinking noise was heard as, in the distance, and overhead, a large red arrow blinked in and out of existence, pointing at what was below it.

"Ah..." Mist lips parted to speak, but they pressed back together as he just grunted, squeezing his eyes shut after turning his head away. "Who's putting these arrows everywhere?"

...

They were lined up. Each of them standing up straight with their hands down to their sides, looking forward blankly with soulless eyes. While there were supposed to be eighteen of them, two in the middle were missing, in their place being a black dotted line that was in the shape of people.

And above them and floating in red, blocky font read:

My Hero Academia: Separate Steps

Our Cast

Approaching was a perturbed Mist and Lavender, the two visibly awestruck by the sight of a line of people and what appeared to be a title above them.

"Alright, I officially don't know what's going on." Mist commented, though his feet never halted as he continued to move forward. His eyes moved from left and right, feeling a shiver down his spine at how robotic they looked, look passed both himself and Lavender. "Hey, wait!" He suddenly cheered in a mix of surprise and eagerness.

"What?" Lavender questioned, but never got an answer as Mist jogged onward and without her. "Hey, wait!" She blinked as she reached out for the teen.

As he closed the distance to what he saw and himself, Mist had went into a squating positions with his elbows on his knees as he looked what was ahead of him dead in its eyes. His squating with his own short stature could only show that who he was looking was gradually shorter than him. "Such a cutie." He chuckled lightly, eyes shutting as he used his right hand to used his index finger to touch the snout of what looked like a pig person. "Wonder if your Quirk is making bacon."

With the nudging of its snout, the soulless, button black eyes gain a glimmer of life as the pig like person used his normal enough hands to swat Mist's hand from his face. And while it's body was covered severely in coarse, orange hair, the look on his pig features showed that he was not welcoming to this.

"Of course not, shrimp!" The pig person leaned forward after swatting Mist's hand, but he was unable to say much else as he vanished out of existence and was replaced by a wall of text.

In silence, Mist blinked in shock after what just happened, wondering if that short name calling came from the person that was actually far much shorter than him.

"Hm," With a light chuckle with her lips still touching, Lavender approached from behind with her arms still crossed under her chest. "I did say 'wait'." She commented, looking over the text with a low hum. "Guess that's what this is." The girl was speaking in a very analytic tone as she looked over the wall of text.

"Huh?" Mist looked over to the girl as he stood up, watching her walk off confidently to the left with her back to him.

Walking to the other end of the line of Characters, Lavender moved rather doubtlessly, her motions confident along with her attitude. "As you said, this is not a chapter but a List disguised as one." She said, making it to the other end, looking to Mist with now a hand on her hip and out the corner of her eyes. "I must say that this is a weird idea..." Her eyes closed for a second before reopening. "Nevertheless, we must continue to show who's here, so look over the pig boy." She waved her hand at him in shooing fashion. "Go on, get the reading."

"Um..." Mist blinked a few times as head turned to look forward at the wall of text. "...Alright, I guess."

(Name: Eric Schmidt

Age: 16

Gender: Male

Appearance: Eric stands at 4'2, being ABSOLUTELY the shortest person in class, but for good reasons. With a more porty shape, showing off a belly fit for a glutton, Eric shows resemblance to a pig with coarse orange hairs covering his entire body. The boy also has more pig-esque feature than human that includes a snout, pig like ears and a curly little tail growing from his tailbone.

Standard Clothes: Eric will normally wear a red tee shirt with the words Schmidts Sausage Haus in white letters across the chest with blue jean shorts held up by a tan cloth belt white socks with black tennis shoes with red N's on the side

Quirk: Flight - You ever heard the expression when pigs fly well this one can literally fly using his ears to steer himself through the air

Creator: 61394

Backst-)

"Hey, Levy," Mist called out, though he never let his attention leave off the wall of text. "ShouId we read about their backstory?"

"Of course not." The girl let her silver eyes roll all the way around her head, her crossed arms tightening around her. "It is an invasion of privacy and it leaves no mystery for the story." She paused for a moment as she locked eyes with a set of glowing yellow orbs that below to a boy that had a face which brought a light red to her cheeks. "H-he looks good...almost like a girl..." Mumbled the girl as she raised her hand to put her palm to his chest, causing her to hum lightly. "Not as much as a musclehead like Mist..."

And with her touch, the light to his yellow eyes appeared, the teen of 5'7 height lifting his hand to lazily scratch the back of his head, his eyes half lidded. "It's a waste of energy gettin' all bulky like that." He said rather dryly before vanishing swiftly into nothingness to be replaced by a wall of text.

(Name: Murakami Handa

Age: 16

Gender: Male

Appearance: First name Handa, last name Murakami. He has always been considered a good-looking teen; if not more feminine that other men. He is relatively tall, standing at a height of 5'7" and is semi-muscular. He's not bulky like pro-wrestlers are, but he does have some muscle on him that shows that he can be physical if he applied himself. Murakami's eyes are a pleasant glowing yellow shaped like a diamond. His eyes are slightly monolid and quite feminine. Sporting straight obsidian, black hair reaching his shoulders, It has the appearance of being soft to the touch. He oftens leaves it alone when he's not doing anything strenuous but will put it in a low ponytail when necessary.

Standard Clothes: Murakami always had style. Currently, he wears a pure white turtleneck with black jeans, also has on a medium-length warm coat that has a camel color.

Quirk: Backfire - Handa's quirk is pretty self-explanatory. Any attack his opponent makes returns back to hurt them. When an attack like a beam or punch/kick makes contact with him, diamond-shaped glass-like scales appear on his skin and disappears quickly before the same damage is inflicted into the opponent. It's almost like he's a mirror that reflects anything that comes at him. It is an ability that he has to activate. If he didn't prepare to take damage or is unconscious, then his ability is not going to work. This is mainly an emitter quirk but it could also be thought of as a mutant quirk because he always had those glass-like scales... they're only seen or appears during damage intake and return.

Also, whatever type of pain he receives, it will go back the same way it came. Mental attack, mental backfire. Physical attack, physical backfire.

Creator: Sheepthrills)

"Hm." With a smile present on his face, Mist step down to the next Character, having to look slightly up at the girl that had four inches on him, noticing even her surprisingly pink eyes that were almost hidden by two falling bangs in front of her face. "And people say my eyes are unsettling." He said in a very cautious tone as he raised his hand, mimicking what he did to Eric and pressing his finger into her small nose.

In the moment he had pressed his finger against her nose, the pink in her irises lit up with visible joy as her hands went behind her back, holding them. "Then I guess we can be the crazy eye duo." With a cheery and playful smile, she beamed this directly at Mist, having this sort of mischief in how she spoke. With a fading giggle, she was replaced entirely by, one again, a wall of text.

(Name: Miyana Yoshihito

Age: 16

Gender: Female

Appearance: Miyana has very long and wavy strawberry blonde hair that reaches her lower back with two prominent frontal bangs that slightly cover her incredibly pink, lively and large eyes which are usually in a very mischievous slit. Her face is sprinkled with freckles that cover her nose and both sides of her cheeks. Her nose is somewhat small and her cheeks still retain a bit of baby fat. Her skin is lightly tanned and has almost no imperfections which makes her an almost breathtakingly beautiful girl. She stands at approximately 5'7 and her body is very toned and slender with rather chiseled calve muscles which is due to her fighting style relying heavily on kick based offense. Her body posture is usually very relaxed but she's always relatively on her guard. Her hips always sway rather provocatively when she walks and this is usually done on purpose.

Standard Clothes: Miyana sports a loose, red and white basketball jersey. On the backside, the number "16" is placed below her nickname/middle name which is "Cee-Cee". Along with this are tight jean shorts with black leggings leading into her all white sneakers that she somehow manages to always keep relatively clean. She also wears a red bandana-esque handkerchief around her neck which was given to her as a parting gift from her grandmother. Lastly, she wear one hooped ear ring on her left ear, red fingerless battle gloves on both hands, and a small pair of red goggles always placed above her forehead which she really just wears as a fashion statement.

Quirk: Precognition - The ability to always accurately predict the actions of a living or non living being approximately six seconds before they have occurred. The power also allows the user to have extraordinary natural reflexes and instinctive battle awareness.

Creator: heartattak)

Taking a short step to the next character, Lavender nodded to herself, wanting to match pace with Mist and how he move, always wanting to go after him in order not to confuse anyone.

Who she stood in front of next was another male, his face more chiseled than the last, so it was easy to separate him from boy and girl as he was impressively attractive. "But white hair in a ponytail? Really?" With a more smart alecky tone, she had her left hand on her hip as she put the other to his chest.

With this physical contact, the blood red in his eyes awakened along with the golden ring that surrounded the pupil. The tall boy that was just an inch taller than the girl did not respond to the girl, actually remaining silent as his eyes shut.

(Name: Kegan Eriksson

Age: 16

Gender: Male

Appearance: Kegan is a teenage boy that stands at 5' 11" tall , lightly tanned, with a lean, athletic build, showing off his constant travels with his Quirk, as well as his constant devotion to training and self improvement. His facial features are chiseled and well pronounced, making him a rather attractive individual. Kegan is called ghost boy for two reasons, one, because of his quirk, and two, because of how he looks. His hair, which he keeps long enough to reach his ears and often ties back in a short ponytail, is straight and completely snow white, with a perfectly clean and straight hairline. What is odd about Kegan though, is on his skin over where his veins are, there are golden, wire-like lines that cover his entire body and shimmer in light, and rings of this gold that glow inside of his blood red eyes, which are smaller and longer than average on account of being half Japanese and half Caucasian.

Standard Clothes: Kegan is not one for bold clothing as he currently wears the same all white hoodie, zipper open and hood down, with a plain colored T-shirt, typically black or grey. For pants, he wears blue denim jeans that are tucked into his black combat boots.

Quirk: Limbo - There is a dimension that co-exists with our own, a realm devoid of life, free of energy. It is a place that mirrors our own environments, though the buildings and any vehicles are in ruins, cars dented and some windows broken, buildings crumbling and missing parts. This place is called the Limbo Dimension, or just "Limbo". Kegan has the power to travel between these dimensions, as well as send out blue energy waves to bring people into Limbo too (these ripples only travel about four feet before fading away). The destroyed buildings give Kegan extra mobility, buildings sometimes having holes in them that they didn't have in the regular world as well as a lack of a thermal signature give Kegan pathways that would otherwise be inaccessible to others. His quirk also boosts his movement speed and jump distances for him to easier navigate the Limbo realm, as pieces of building that break off in that dimension float and gradually drift in the air, allowing him to move across these floating masses. The limbo dimension looks like our own, damaged buildings and vehicles aside, but instead of a sun, the sky is one large, grey, cloudy mass that glows, and the environment is void of color, all is black, white, and grey. While in this dimension, he is transparent in the other dimension and vice versa, while in the Limbo realm he cannot be touched by anything in the normal dimension that is living, anything that generates energy (fun fact, light bulbs that are off show up in this dimension, but lightbulbs that aren't don't) as well as objects smaller than a public trash can. Kegan can't bring any non living/energized thing into the Limbo dimension other than light fabrics (like clothing or money). Any object from the regular dimension brought into Limbo will be transparent in the regular dimension, but still visible, and people can still hear them, but not touch them. Kegan can also see both dimensions at once, the objects in the other dimension being transparent, while the objects in the dimension he is currently in are solid. There is one thing with the Limbo dimension that is a serious problem, dimensional rejection. The Limbo Dimension doesn't accept objects that don't belong. For the first fifteen minutes to half hour or so, one will feel fine in Limbo, then the person's cells start rejecting their surroundings, killing themselves off at an incredibly quick rate. By the end of a 12 hour period, the all of the person's cells will have become nothingness. It is an incredibly painful death. Kegan can survive for twice as long than a normal person can in the Limbo Dimension. Though, he does have one large problem, the normal dimension rejects him as well, staying in either dimension for too long at a time will lead to his own excruciatingly painful cellular decay. He can cause everything in Limbo to freeze in place, including or excluding himself if he chooses, though this shaves an hour off his Limbo survival time, meaning that even if he just entered the Limbo dimension and activates his freezing ability, he will immediately enter his celular decay state. This does not apply for the regular Earth Dimension. Cellular decay quickly repairs itself upon switching dimensions.

Creator: WhyDidIDecideToMakeThis)

"Let's keep this moving." Eager for the next, Mist moved over, having to crane his head back to look up to the boy that was much, much taller than him. "Pretty good looking guy." He complimented, looking over his face.

"Huh?" Though she was still at a distance from Mist, it was not as if he was actually whispering this, so these words made her eyes cut over to the right.

"Hey, I'm secure enough." With a nonchalant shrug of his shoulders, Mist had to stand on his tippy toes to press onto the nose of the boy, seeing as this method was working so far.

When his stormy grey eyes came to life, the 6'2 teen let them curve down to shorter teen, narrowing sharply at him. "Try not to stand so close." He ordered with a very calming voice, but it had a sort of brashness. Before he could do much else, he vanished and was replaced by his wall of text for Mist to look over.

(Name: Samuel Scott

Age: 16

Gender: Male

Appearance: Samuel has dark gray eyes that often remind people of storm clouds. His hair is the color black and is styled into something close-cropped, like a military soldier. His facial features are kinda handsome, in a sort of Roman Statue sort of way. His skin color is an olive color skin with a few light scars on the palms of his hands. He is also quite muscular looking for his age making him look like a football player. He stands at 6'2", being the tallest in class.

Standard Clothes: Samuel outfit consist of a slightly torn up military camouflage shirt that looks a little loose on him. He also is in a pair of blue jeans that look slightly faded and a set of dark green running shoes.

Quirk: Shapeshifter - Samuel has the limited ability to change into any animal he wishes, the animal can't be compltely out of the ordinary though, such as an elephant mixed with a lion. However this ability is easier to use during times of danger and battle or if he knows the animal well. The animal itself is also much stronger if Samuel knows it well. Samuel can turn into stuff like an elephant, a crow, an iguana, a koi goldfish, a dolphin, a gorilla, a bulldog, a rhinoceros, and etc.

Creator: SSJ3 Godtenks)

"Next." Moving down the line once more, Lavender kept her left hand on her hip as she turned to face the next...girl? From the fact that she was tall and lean, one could give one look at the girl's face and say she was more masculine than most, though their was still a separation. "She's...kind of handsome, too." She admitted, her words shaky as she looked the girl over, going up and down in realization that the girl was as taller as herself.

"Come again?" With a mischievous smirk, Mist tilted his head over to the side.

"Quiet." Eyes shutting, Lavender raised her hand, but instead of putting her hand to the chest of the girl, she placed it on her shoulder.

This awakened the brown in both her eyes as the newly activated Character grinning gently. "There's a 32.7 percent chance that this girl is Bisexual." The girl had no doubt in her voice what so ever as she spoke, fading from existence to show her wall of text.

"What!?" Lavender was taken aback by what the girl had said, not truly knowing how to react besides taking a hesitant step away from the wall of text.

(Name: Odette Chauncey

Age: 16

Gender: Female

Appearance: She's a little on the tall and lean side, reaching a height of 5'8 in total. Some have described her as bifauxnen, looking a bit masculine yet attractive, the separation between her and a male evident with he defined eyelashes. She stands with good posture. However, it's not uncommon to see her with bags under her eyes. Her hair is dark blue, shoulder length with bangs, and is kept tied in a short ponytail that grazes the nap of her neck. Her eyes are brown and angular, and her facial features are sharp. Her skin is a bit tanned from training outside.

Standard Clothes: While she does wear the male uniform at school, outside of it, her outfit seem to be both somewhat preppy and masculine. What she wears is a white collared shirt with the collar over the top of a dark red sweater knitted, and black pants.

Quirk: Probability - Odette's Quirk allows her to estimate the probability of an occurance to a superhuman extent. The average person, if asked what the chance of a coin landing heads will be, will say 50%. However, by activating her Quirk, Odette can subconsciously pick up on variables like the balance of the coin, the way the coin is about to be flipped, the person flipping the coin, the current in the air, and so on to compute the chance of it landing heads as 53.49%.

Creator: MysteryAgain)

"Another guy, huh?" Making his way to the next Character that needed to be shown, Mist stood in front boy and smiled his usual smile. "Kinda like this guy." It only took him a few seconds to admit this, still having yet to speak with him.

"Huh? Why?" Lavender had fully turned to the right to face the boy who was getting closer and closer with time.

"I dunno..." This was almost just a mumble from him, his eyes closed as he shrugged his shoulders up and down. "I think he's a cat guy." He commented, making Lavender give out a deep groan, though this did not stop him from reaching up to press the nose of the boy.

And, with this, his electric blue eyes brightened, coming to life as they went down to look over the smiling boy, but he didn't let his lips part to speak before fading away to be replaced by his wall of text.

(Name: Leonis Regulus Stelar

Age: 16

Gender: Male

Appearance: He has a tall build of 5'8 with well defined muscles, his skin being a bit pale but does not show signs of unease. His eyes have a narrow shape, bearing bright electric blue orbs. He possesses a slightly angular chin with a prominent jawline, giving him a more mature appearance. He has medium length jet black hair with crimson highlights which reaches down to the nape of his neck, and is swept sideways slightly to the left. Though the main part of the hair looks combed, the outer parts mainly the tips stick out, pointing in several directions and curved at the tip giving his hair a kind of neat and messy look and the same time. His bangs cover his forehead and same colored thick eyebrows which narrows down at the end.

Standard Clothes: he wears a jet black T-shirt over a grey, long sleeved undershirt. The arms of the undershirt designed with black striping reminiscent of tribal markings. Over this, he wears a red high collared, zip up hoodie that covers the lower half of his face with the words 'MIGHTLESS' emblazoned on the front in black. He wears grey half-pants which features white stripes at its sides with red-colored, black-laced sneakers.

Quirk: Black Haze - He can produce a dark coloured, thick, fog-like substance which he can discharge out of any part of his body which causes hallucinations, produces illusions and entraps in delusions.

Creator: StrifeStelar Mizo)

"Hm." Approaching the next down the line, Lavender faced the girl that was now standing motionlessly before her, and all she could do was huff. "Pink hair? You'll probably be useless." She predicted and put her hand on the girl's shoulder.

Her eyes were wide much like a full moon, though her yellow irises did something to kill this emersion as the life rose into them, but all the pink haired girl did was huff. "One talk with me would have you thinking otherwise." Was her response of assurance before dematerializing in front of her.

(Name: Katherine Paws-Felixis

Age: 16

Gender: Female

Appearance: some can call her the flower of the school. The queen bee. That is if people notice her appearance first.

Her wavy, pink, gum colored hair is cut-styled in a bobcut, ponytailed if she was in p.e. It is always hard for her to dress in the morning when starting with combing her hair after a bedhead.

Her face is diamond shaped, with fair skin embedded with light freckles all over the bridge of her button nose, and a cat-like mouth to furnish it all. What might have been the most notable is her eyes, wide and round like staring into the moon itself as irises of bright yellow stares back at you, decorated with thick eyelids and light eyebrows.

Her body is naturally slim and slightly athletic, and she stands at an average 160 cm. Her bust is a rather small c-cup.

Standard Clothes: She has a salmon top with string laces on her collarbone, the collar itself opened from one shoulder blade to the other. She tops it off with a black vest. Her top is tucked into her pants, which is a pair of skinny jeans with leather belts with several knitting traces in green or yellow. Her shoes are a pair of leather, magnet clip-on short heels.

Quirk: Catcall - With her presence alone, she is able to control any number of animals belonging to the Felidae family. Or in simple terms: cats.

What she does is not directly mind control, but rather, she can seduce, persuade, convince, sugges, and intimidate cats with ease, even with just a feeling. Like a succubus for felines. She is their Queen and they must serve.

Cats can also understand her speech and action, directly and indirectly, this is due to the second effect of her Quirk to be the only one who can be understood by cats. While she herself can't speak cat.

Creator: ThalioTP)

"And who's- whoa!" Mist had become genuinely startled upon stepping in front of the next Character, taken aback by his appearance as the person before him resembled something that would have him from dinner. His eyes were as wide as saucers as he took the unknowing step away from reptilian being. "That..." Letting loose a breath, he let his eyes close, panting lightly as he held a hand to his chest. "...that scared me." He said between pants, touching what he guessed was it's nose.

Firmly crossing his arms over his scaly chest, the person turned his head, his vibrant green eyes closing. "As if I haven't heard that before." He mumbled, his disappearing coming almost a hair quicker than the other, tge being being replaced by a wall of text.

(Name: Kai Bezdan

Age: 16

Gender: Male

Appearance: Due to the effects of his quirk, Kai reaches a height of 6'1" when standing straight up. He's almost always a bit hunched over though, which makes him naturally stand at 5'10". His entire body is covered in turquoise blue scales, with a faded light-blue for what would be considered the underside. Even with that, his muscles are fairly defined. His head is that of a Sea-Serpents hence the quirk name, and is more on the angular and pointed side, with a few spike-like protrusions at the back. Though around his neck being a bit longer than normal. A few of his sharp teeth are always showing near the back, and a set close to the front.

His feet are more draconic in appearance and structure. Because of this Kai is unable to use any sort of footwear. Kai also has a full-on tail that reaches the floor. His hands have sharp claws/nails on the ends. His eyes are a vibrant emerald green, with slit pupils. Kai also has frills on his forearms, which are normally smooth/soft and have a curve. The frills can become sharp and rigid, either by reaction from being scared or feeling that his life is in danger, or intentionally for when he fights. They're sharp enough to cut skin through a basic shirt.

Standard Clothes: Wears a white T-shirt with a wide neck opening, and has a bright-orange tribal-style sun on the back. It also has a small, orange double-stripe that goes diagonally towards the middle of the shirt, starting a quarter of the way up the left side. Custom made cargo shorts that work with the tail. They're a bright orange, similar to what's on his shirt, and have a LOT of pockets, most of which have zippers.

Quirk: Sea-Serpent - A mutation quirk that has carried on through generations and has evolved alongside it. It has reached the point where, with Kai, nearly the entire body and skeletal structure has been altered to resemble that of a Sea-Serpent.

Creator: Damashii)

Now approaching the next and turning to face him, Lavender blinked a single time as she took in his overall appearance. "Oh!" She sounded quite surprised by her discovery. "This is Frederick Croelia!" And she was just so astounded by seeing him.

"Someone important?" Evidently frazzled by the noises Lavender made at the sight of the teen, Mist turned to face her with a bewildered expression on his face that attempted to hold onto the smile on his lips.

"Pah!" Raising her hand to put it to the chest of the boy, the girl just closed her eyes. "As if it's important to you."

Yet, instead of the boy coming to life, he instantly vanished away from her to be replaced by his wall of text.

"Hm!" Lavender racked her brain to find a solution to what just happened before her, but the fact she knew little about what was going on caused her to ignore it and read.

(Name: Frederick Croelia

Age: 16

Gender: Male

Appearance: He is a tall young man, standing at a very high 6'2, reaching the same height as another in their class, having a mesomorph shape. He has fair skin that get's burned very easily, and very light freckles on his face. You can almost never see them unless you are extremely close to his face, just because they are so light. He has unruly lavender locks that reach the nape of his neck and curl around his ears and parts of his glasses when they are extremely untidy. His hair is a strange mixture of waves and some straightness, so he normally tries to comb it back. His eyes are an emerald green and he has fairly long eyelashes. He has slim purple glasses and a necklace with his family crest on it.

Standard Clothes: He wears beige pants and a paling pink collared shirt with shirt sleeves, the hem reaching down to his waist. The pants are not too loose on him and the buttons on the shirt are a more refined shade of rose. He has on a cashmere cardigan, which is a soft sky blue. He wears purple tennis shoes and a silver necklace with his family crest.

Quirk: Telekinesis - He can move objects with his mind. It takes an absurd amount of concentration and he has to focus on every single visible piece of what he is trying to move or else it will not work. Trying to move a table? He has to focus on the table and it's legs, not to mention anything on top. A glass of water? Just the glass needs to be focused on. The water is inside the glass and should stay there so long as he is careful. In the far future, he should hypothetically be able to force a gust of air at someone. He would have to be physically strong and his quirk would need to develop a lot more, but it is possible.

Creator: ThatSunAngel)

"Aw, man!" Mist could be heard cheering, though not loud enough to get Lavender's attention, but the fact that he was now standing in front of a girl with body art was pretty cool to him. "She is so tatted! And not that much taller than me!"

He wasted no time in pressing his finger into her nose, stars dancing in his eyes out of pure amazement at both of her arm tattoos.

"I appreciate it." Even after being activated and brought to life, the girl stood straight, exuding nothing but self-confidence and nothing else, but a smile did cross her lips. "They're really precious to me." She said, giving the boy and eye closed smile before fading away.

(Name: Elliot Ji-Eun Choi

Age: 16

Gender: Female

Appearance: Putting her tattoos aside, Elliot considers herself a fairly average-looking person. Standing at 5'6", she's seen as a somewhat lanky young woman with light tan skin and an unintimidating build. That shows in her small-ish shoulders, an even torso-to-leg ratio, not much going on muscle-wise; if you squint, you could say she's somewhat lean. Her hair is short, thick, slightly wavy, and sapphire blue in color, kept styled into a bob , the sides of which curl inwards to frame her face that hangs just above her shoulders with her bangs parted at the left, the larger portion often kept in place with a bobby pin so it doesn't get in her eyes. Said eyes are dark brown, semi-angular, and double-lidded with a slight upwards turn at the outer corners. Her face, meanwhile, is oval-shaped, with a pointed chin and low cheekbones - there's a few freckles scattered across her nose and cheeks, but they're faint. Elliot has full, up-turned lips, her ears are both pierced once - and since she naturally had her mother's permission to get them early on, given that they shared the same quirk, she has two full-sleeve tattoos. A golden Korean dragon on her left arm, and a Fenghuang on her right. She plans on getting more in the future.

Standard Clothes: Outside of school, Elliot's outfit consist of a cropped black tube top, stopping at the curve of her hips, underneath a loose white racerback tank top that has a slightly low-scooped neck. She also wears a pair of black, high-waisted jean shorts with the bottoms of the legs stopping at mid-thigh and a pair of pale yellow high-tops.

Quirk: Tattoo Manipulation - Elliot's quirk, which she got from her mother, allows her to manipulate and give corporeal form to the tattoos (or other ink-based art) on her body. Her current tattoos consist of a golden Korean dragon surrounded by blue water waves (holding a yeouiju in its jaws) curling down her left arm (starting from the top of her shoulder and ending at her wrist), and a fenghuang surrounded by curling plumes of fire on her right with its long tail feathers stopping just below her metacarpal joints. Manifesting her tattoos takes energy and concentration, and she's currently unable to maintain both of her tattoos at once for more than a couple minutes.

Various hastily-scribbled doodles in the past consist of (but are not limited to): a generic knife, cartoon characters of varying quality, roses (courtesy of a more artistically-inclined friend), a stick-figure dog (courtesy of her baby brother), and a pen. It should be noted that the quality of the manifestations are only as good as their designs - her tattoos significantly outrank mere doodles.

Creator: arans)

"So disgusting." She did not have the mere thought of actually stopping and speaking to what she was walking pass as she just barely tapped it on the shoulder. "Who said a goatee was a good idea?" Her nose was wrinkled, face twisted in nothing but pure repulsion as she stepped pass the boy, and since she moved out of his way, the Character instantly vanished.

(Name: Kaleb Lucarus Rexavi

Age: 16

Gender: Male

Appearance: Kaleb is a young man with Jamaican/Ethiopian heritage. He has Hershey brown skin, almond colored eyes. He has onyx black hair that he keeps shaved with a chinstrap goatee. He stands at 5'10 and weighs up to 190 lbs, with a majority of it being pure muscle. While not buff, he has a respective athletic build from years of performing. Because of his parent's respective quirks, he was born with six arms that fall under his torso, with two lined at his waist, and the other two at his hip. He also was born with an extra pair of eyes on the side of his head where his temples lay.

Standard Clothes: He usually wears a black dri-fit shirt with white along the collar and sleeves, as well as black athletic shorts with a white nike symbol. He also uses skeleton toe shoes with a thin bottom that protects his feet while at the same time allowing him to use his quirk

Quirk: Arcana-Simian - He has the strength and abilities of a spider, capable of lifting up to 150 times his own body weight (Being 190 lbs, he can potentially hold up to 15 tons), but at the moment can only support two tons with a chance of suffering from muscle strains. He can scale and adhere to flat surfaces such as ceilings or walls easily using the hairs on the palm of his hands and his feet. The eyes on the side of his head give him perfect peripheral vision.

He also possesses the flexibility, equilibrium, and acrobatic skills of a monkey.

From the slits located at the bottom of all his palms, he can shoot out a strong webbing capable of supporting an 18 wheeler. The durability and strength of the webbing depends on his protein and calcium levels. Low levels of it will result in thinner strands that can break easily which could be dangerous while he's mid air. Overuse of his webbing can result in blockage and cleaning it out is time consuming.

Creator: AnonymousAK)

"And yet another person that's taller than me." Mist sighed lightly as he stood in front of the girl with the darker skin, evidently of African American descent much like him.

Gently grazing her nose with his index finger, her blackened eyes shifting around curiously before speaking. "Be proud that you are short, but not out of the fight." The girl announced, standing strong and firm as he eyes were shifted down and locked with his. "Your height doesn't effect your chances of being strong...that's only if you stay weak."

With a blink of his eyes, Mist stood there in place, not moving a muscle as she spoke to him as if she was his commanding officer.

Without saying much else, the girl faded out of existence and was replaced by her wall of text.

(Name: Lila Jakson

Age: 16

Gender: Female

Appearance: Chwing is African-American, making her complexion a dark brown, but her skin turns pink like bubble gum when she is using her powers. She is very slim and tall. She is 5'10", but becomes longer when she is using her powers. She has a B-sized chest, long hips with little to no curves, and a slim waist. Her hair is mainly brown and in a long ponytail with many braids, but later on, she dyes her hair, making it a pinkish-purple with many braids. Her eyes are mainly black, but turn a pinkish-purple when she is using her quirk. Lastly, she often wears red lipstick.

Standard Clothes: She has a black and white jumpsuit with a pink army-like jacket. She has on red and pink tennis shoes with white socks and has bandages tied around both her legs.

Quirk: Rubber - This quirk allows Chwing(Her nickname. Sounds like chewing) to transform her body completely into rubber.

Creator: Kunnaki)

"Guess we found someone that is as short of that meathead." Whispered Lavender as she stepped in front of the next girl, having to look completely down at her, the fact that she was just an inch taller that Mist not changing how tiring it was to look down at them.

Putting her hand on her shoulder, but the fact that her already shown blue eyes went to shut almost instantly made Lavender sweatdrop.

Moments went by of the newly awakened Character just standing there, her hands held together at her lower body before just creeping out of reality to leave behind her wall of text and a stupefied Lavender.

(Name: Amelia Reath

Age: 16

Gender: Female

Appearance: Amelia has very thin figure, defined by the fact she was in her high school marching band. Her eyes consist of the closed eye type, with blue eyes. Her skin is also white, with her standing at 5´4. Her hair starts with a hairline that starts above the right eye, and curves to the left. Her hair is straight and is rough and curly. Usually consisting of hair that would make her stand out. As her hair color is black with white tips at the end of her hair strands. Giving her the appearance. She also had her ears pierced, but rarely uses them. Her hairstyle consists of a sometimes combed look that starts at her hairline.

Standard Clothes: For casual clothes, she wears a black, silk, long sleeve shirt, that also has the logo of her jazz group on the back. (The Jazz brigade in a jagged font over a yellow circle). She also wears black dress pants.

Quirk: Adrenaline Burst - This quirk allows the user to undergo a mental transformation. The quirk triggers when in combat. When activated, adrenaline will fill the body. However, the quirk also affects the mind of the user. Then affecting their thinking and communication skills. Making it almost impossible to speak. All the user thinks about is destroying the target in front of them. The quirk itself is quite a sight to behold. When an object or punch is coming the user´s way, the brain will then make it seem like time is slower then it is. Allowing them to dodge any hits going at them. The downfall goes to the time limit. Which is at about 5 minutes. Once the time limit is exhausted. The quirk needs 10 hours to recharge. The fastest attack recorded that it can react to is a bullet from a pistol.

Creator: Thewriter2004)

"Ah, so I'm guessing this girl is just naturally cute, huh?" With a toothy smile that he commonly used to warm the heart and reassure himself of what he wanted to say. With his hands on his hips, his white eyes meet with the purple in her's.

Lavender took this moment to let her eyes shift over to the girl in which Mist was speaking of, the girl still with her arms crossed under her chest. "Hmph." This was the sound of her huffing, rolling her silver orbs to closing them. "She looks like a tomboy."

"Oh...well..." Mist 'countered' rather stoically as he lifted the index finger of his right hand to her. "Guess I like tomboys, huh?" His nonchalance would be capable of aggravating even the purest of souls to point they'd even want to punch him across the face. It just seemed nothing really bothered him.

Upon him tapping tge girl's nose, the purple in her eyes lit up with joy, not one to dish away a compliment as different as this one was. "Thanks!" She said energetically as she gave the boy a thumbs up and a grin that could only match his in authenticity. "It's really a first someone has called me cute, since I'm not really the average girl that likes cutesy things-"

While it seemed like she had more to say, the girl was interrupted by her slowly fading away along with her voice that echoed, being replaced by her text.

(Name: Vivian Sinclair

Age: 16

Gender: Female

Appearance: Vivian naturally stands at a height of 5'7, somewhat taller than the average girl her age. Due to her mixed descent, most would classify her as racially ambiguous due to it being rather difficult to place her ethnicity just by looks alone. She has a darker skin tone that is between tanned and olive with thick wavy jet black hair. Rather than attempt to take her float hair, she chooses to wear it in a rather natural style where the majority of the mass goes in the direction of the left side of her head and extends far enough to stop over her shoulder. The hair on the right side of her head is cut short below her temple and is combed towards the back of her head where it stops at the top of her neck. She has thin carefully trimmed eyebrows that appear to be a dark brown color, contrasting slightly with her naturally black hair.

She has slightly upturned purple eyes that appear to be capable of illuminating with great intensity as well as great joy. She has a heart shaped face with her forehead being the widest portion of her head and tapering down to a pointed chin. She has a pointed nose and thin lips with rather angular features, her face having rather prominent cheekbones and giving her an appearance most would find synonymous with the image of an elf or in some cases a mischievous imp. Her ears do not have hanging earlobes yet very often people would see them sporting some kind of earring.

While in training scenarios she will force herself to not wear anything, in common life she will chose to wear gold hoop earrings if she can get away with it and gold studs if she can't. She also isn't opposed to wearing just a little bit of makeup that adds a bit of color to her cheeks and the bridge of her nose. At first sight, most would consider her appearance to be rather beautiful.

She has the body of an athlete without a doubt and her figure is a bit of a hybrid between an hourglass and a rectangle. This is due to the fact that her shoulders taper into her torso and go straight down at her midsection before slightly flaring back out at her hips. Her hip and bust proportions are not usually anything to draw the eye, as she has a smaller than average chest and her often baggy pants hide the shape of her hips and legs. If she were to wear something more form fitting to her legs, then people would be capable of seeing her shapely thighs, legs, and hips that she'd gained through physical training. Her athletic form has a significant amount of visible muscle especially in her arms and stomach.

Standard Clothes: Her outfit would consist of a light grey sweatshirt that is cut off just at the bottom of her chest to show her midsection with her last name in black letters across her back. Underneath she wears a red tank top tucked into black jeans that are ripped at the knees with strings of denim hanging horizontally across both of her shins with gray high top sneakers with red laces.

Quirk: Mind Over Mine - The user has the ability to consciously control the functions of their brain and mental structure along with everything connected to it. In technical terms, the user has absolute control of the neuroplasticity of their brain from it's grey matter composition, shape, synapses, neuron construction and production , and functional absolute control of everything within the body connected to the brain. Because of the constant influence of the user's brain makeup, they are able to consciously produce more glial cells than the average person so that their brains essentially have a form of unique "shape memory" and can return to a base original state. In the most basic of terms: she has complete mastery over her mind and therefore mastery over her body.

When in use, the only sign of this quirk being activated are the user's eyes becoming more bloodshot with the level of stress being placed on the brain.

At an untrained level, this quirk manifests as impressive mental aptitude that enables the user to have mental skills like: Total recall, a shortened learning curve, multitasking capabilities, and sensory efficiency.

Creator: Flaming Fate Zero)

"Next, we have-"

"I don't know why, but that girl sort of feel familiar." As he was now facing in Lavender's direction, the two having closed in on one another since they continued to move down the line. His voice was not as...comfortable anymore as he did not look to Lavender, but to the girl with the dark, mossy, brown skin.

"Well," Lavender observed the girl before, taking not of her big, bright yellow eyes. "I think the reason for that is because this is sort of Kiku Shiroibara, the girl created by Firealis from the original story. She's sort of the same person, but with notable differences."

And this caused Mist to blink almost uncontrollably. "Huh?"

"The girl another, more impassive self of you was paired with." Though he didn't ask as much, Lavender did still give him more information on why he had this sort of feeling of familiarity. "Here." Placing her hand on the girl's shoulder, the girl let the magic happen.

Glistening with life, the yellow in her eyes came to life, but did not waste not a single second and letting them move over to Mist. Her hands were held down in front of her lower body, finger intertwined as she faced the boy, the smallest of smiles on her lips as she looked to the boy. "It is good to see you again, Mist." With kindness, the girl said this to the boy, but found her eyes moving left and right and never settle on him.

"Likewise." Was the only thing that left his mouth, but it was somehow...different as it was more stoic than his normal self, simply nodded to the girl.

(Name: Cassia Rosier

Age: 16

Gender: Female

Appearance: She is roughly 5'2, being just an inch shorter than Mist and has an athletic build. Wide shoulders, lean long legs in proportion to her body, the girl has a narrow waist, and she's slightly more buxom than average due to weight proportions. She has dark, mossy brow skin and big, bright yellow eyes. She has a round face littered with lighter freckles. Her hair changes a lot. It's not grassy but it's coiled dark green hair. Let loose it reaches just below her shoulders, but normally it's in an afro, braids, sometimes she incorporates plant life in her hair like flowers.

Standard Clothes: She wears high waisted jean shorts that are a blue color, this showing off her long legs. Acting as a top is a loose, crop top hoodie that is a orange color and sandals.

Quirk: Dyrad - Cassia can morph her limbs into plants and grow flora from those limbs. If she plants them into the ground, she can control the surrounding flora. She normally may morph her arms into thick vines to use as whips or to entangle people in. With her legs, if she stands in place she can plunge her feet into the ground and control the plants around her. She can grow more than just vines from her arms,

Creator: Firealis)

(Name: Aurora Bodie

Age: 16

Gender: Female

Appearance: Standing at an also impressive of 5'10 in total, Aurora has a rather slender frame that expresses hourglass figure more and her D size chest that shows that she has developed far more than most her age. At her wrist, her pigment takes a more caramel color while the rest of her body is a beige shade. With cyan-blue consisting of her eye color, they have an almond-round shape to them. Her hair is jet black with three short, white, spiky bangs above her left eye that differ in color from the rest of her jet black hair. The bangs is split, a large one on the left side of her left eye and two smaller bangs on the right side of her left eye. The right side of her "bang" area actually has her bangs brushed to the side and seen a bit wavy, a unique trait to her. The rest of her hair is wavy and flowy, the right side of her hair is longer than left. The right side of her hair length is to her shoulder while the left side stops just short of her chin. She often has the left side of her behind her ear.

Standard Clothes: She often wears white or light colored sleeveless blouses, her favorite color being light blue. On the rare occasion she will a regular T-shirt usually with a cartoon animal on it. She always wears jeans either being blue or white, white typically with a colored blouse. She wears a simple red felt belt with most of her pants. She wears custom made knee high boots with easy click on straps, these custom boots also act as combat boots. She will rarely a jacket though it typically a white hoodie and used with any colored shirts. She typically wears a sports bra.

Quirk: Aura Body - Able to convert other sources of energy into her own for increase strength and speed by absorbing them. This also allows for a good defence from energy related attacks.

Creator: FireDusk)

(Name: Ilya Koshkov

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Appearance: He has fair skin, and a rather short build, standing at just about 5', being the shortest in the class aside from a few others. It isn't noticeable at first glance because he looks pretty thin, but he actually has quite a decent amount of muscle. On the off chance that he can stand as straight as in body would let him, the boy has a evident slouch in his posture. He has black hair that is really long, and especially so for a boy, it easily capable of reaching his waist. There are two long bang parts on both sides of his face, reaching down to his chin, and he often uses them to hide his face. The two parts connect up at the middle of his hairline, which is hidden by a thick, flat white headband/bandana of sorts. The rest of his hair is pulled in a long, loose ponytail that reaches to about his waist. If someone were to see him from behind, it wouldn't be hard to mistake it for a girl's hair—but only from behind; his sharper facial features make his gender pretty clear. He has slightly slanted, almost cat-like, emerald green eyes, framed by decently thick black retro-square glasses.

STANDARD CLOTHES: As mentioned above, when not in school uniform, he can often be found with a black cap pulled as far down as possible and black earbuds in his ears. He generally wears a soft, black crew-neck undershirt underneath a thin, cotton black zip jacket. The hood remains down, and the zipper is unused, leaving it spread open. He wears khaki pants that reach about halfway down his calf, leaving an area of skin showing between the edge and his black-colored white-laced high top sneakers.

Quirk: Conceal - By having skin contact with an inanimate object, he can turn it invisible! Anything that is inside the object also becomes invisible! His Quirk also makes it hard for people to notice.

Creator: Butterfly Chikage)

(Name: Fuuka Shinomiya AKA Paragon

Status: Current Number 1 Hero in the World - She took the spot while Endeavor was Number 1

Age: 32

Gender: Female

Appearance: As a woman in her early thirties, Fuuka is objectively a beautiful woman of pure Japanese descent, her skin fully pale with just a mild tan and a beauty mark under both side of the outer ends of her eyes. She stands tall at a solid 6'1, 6'3 in her two-inch heels, the woman having a wider hips to show off her model- her hourglass form that stood weIl with longer legs. With a narrow waist, most would call her top heavy due to her rather noticeable buxom, having a size that was in between a normal D and a Double D. She is also fit to the point she has just a bit of definition in her biceps and abs, though her muscle are not intimidating whatsoever. Having a wider shape to her almond eyes, her eyelashes are defined with her irises themselves being a bland black with no separation to her pupil, her face retaining more delicate features with a heart shape. Straight and silky, Fuuka's hair takes a myriad of colors, all seeming more like they were dyed highlight so it's very hard to point out what is her true hair color. Scattered throughout her locks of hair, the woman has electric blue streaks, fiery red streaks, pink streaks, brown streaks, and bright yellow streaks. While truly long, her hair does reach pass her knees in the back and not any further, falling down her back, but having a split in the back so that two large sections of her hair separate like a swallow tail with both curving inwardly. Bangs scattered messily across the front of her forehead and touched just above her brow, strands on hair crossing over one another. The bangs that frame both sides of her face come down to a point just above her shoulder blades.

Now, on the back of her hands, there are familiar things etched into her skin perfectly and without and nicks. Being an etched version of a nuclear fusion symbol, Fuuka has this in the skin at the back of both her fist.

Civilain Outfit: Fuuka, while an avid speaker of fashion, she dresses quite casually in public just so that not many recognize her. This outfit is put together with a white fedora that has a black band around it and a pair of black shades that hid her eyes. Surprisingly, even with all her hair, she somehow finds herself able to hide everything but all her bangs in her hat. Acting as her upper garment is a short sleeved hoodie, it hugging her form and reaching down to the middle of her thighs, it a grey color with a white checker pattern along the outer part of the arms. On her legs are a pair of tight, black boots that reach just to her knee, the heel two inches with shiny patent leather.

Costume Appearance: When suiting up in her costume, she let's her hair fall down to its full appearance for all to behold, removing the hat and the sunglasses. Her outfit was made up of was a pitch black, full body spandex body suit, it exhibiting her curves, cupping her bust up with straps crossing and going around her neck. Across her stomach was a large, upper case P, orange with the shape being just a little skew as if someone was suppose to be seeing it from the left of her. Down both the sides were thick orange columns, It having a thick, horizontal column of Orange around the knee. On her feet were black, two inch heels, the end of the heel being a orange, diamond shaped gem. The body suit had no sleeves, this changed by her black, midriff jacket that was left open, the sleeves reaching her wrist.

Quirk: Nuclear Body - This Quirk is what gave the woman the ability to take the Number 1 spot with her to America as this Quirk has morphed all subatomic particle within her body to having a nuclear radiated coating. With the conscious manipulation of any particle she chooses, she can perform a plethora of things such as increasing her own physical output and how much she can withstand on an entirely new level. Things such as conjuri-

Waiting...EGO told me that she wants me to reveal he powers with the story as there's more to Paragon's Quirk this time around.

Creator: Egotistical Casual)

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And there you go. This is sort of the full character list for the cast of the story minus the two reserved spots. I'll officially through a scene with the two characters here once they arrive, but since I still don't have the characters, we'll have to wait for me to officially start the story.

On another note, how did you like the character list chapter. Was it different, did you find it boring, did you enjoy it, would you like to see it again in another story? I would like feedback even if it's criticism.