Himawari Genki
Villain
Posts: 4
Tier: Villain IV
Quirk: Psychic Weaponry
Preferred Pronouns: He/Him/His
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Post by Himawari Genki on Sept 27, 2019 16:45:52 GMT -5
Character Name: Genki Himawari
Desired Faction: Villain
Desired Tier: Tier IV
Brief explanation of what your goals are: "Well, I'm not really anything special, unlike my husband Shuto. I'm happy enough being a house wife whose really into sports! Right now I'm working with my volleyball team to help them get into nationals. It'd be so awesome if we can actually make it! That being said, there's only one other life goal I have in mind: Keeping Shuto all to myself! And I will do anything to make sure it stays that way. Anything. I like the idea of living the low-profile, energetic life with my hubby. But come Hell or high water, if you get in the way of my perfect life, I will make you suffer."
As a response to this, write a solo (of decent length ((your discretion))) that will show us this start-up in action!
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Himawari Genki
Villain
Posts: 4
Tier: Villain IV
Quirk: Psychic Weaponry
Preferred Pronouns: He/Him/His
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Post by Himawari Genki on Sept 28, 2019 21:00:38 GMT -5
"Hey, Shucchan~ I wanted to check up on you while running errands for dinner tonight. How is work going?" The chime of a young, somewhat flamboyant young man could be heard, the small male holding a conversation over the phone as he held bags of groceries in the other hand. This, ladies and germs, is a young man by the name of Genki Himawari; 4-foot-nothing, one-hundred-ten pounds, and as far as everyone who does know of him knows... Quirkless. He didn't exhibit any traits out of the ordinary in comparison to those who possessed Quirks. When he was initially tested, he was simply seen as normal. Ordinary. Average. But this never seemed to bother him, however, as he simply lived his life as anyone would. A simple, quiet life with a simple, quiet job, and eventually finding his way into love and having a simple, quiet marriage. Well... perhaps not that simple.
You see, Genki is actually the husband(or wife, as he prefers) to the former Pro-Hero, Shuto Sunappu, aka, Snapshot. Once upon a time in his late teen years, there was an explosion inside of the apartment building he'd been living in along with his mother and father. Of all things, it was due to one of the upstairs neighbors leaving their gas stove on, and the man of the household lighting a cigarette when it had already permeated throughout the area. By all means, it shouldn't have been that serious, but the fire had spread like wildfire due to sheer negligence of the building's tenants. Ah, but you're not here for the full-on history lesson are you? No, no. We have to focus on the present.
"What time will you be home tonight, honey?" Genki chimed over the phone as he made his way towards the station, unsuspecting of the shady figure creeping up behind him. It was right when he'd confirmed his farewell over the phone and said "I love you!", right when the call ended, that his world soon went dark, feeling himself being carried away swiftly by someone larger and physically stronger than himself. Try as he might, he could do nothing to get them off of himself, only able to wait and see what would come next.
What felt like an hour, maybe two or more, the dark veil was lifted, and he found himself face-to-face with a small group of thugs. Clearly they possessed Quirks, and even dressed the part of what one could consider villains. Or at least... lesser to some degree. They looked relatively normal, save for some obvious modifications here and there, and the one that he could only assume was the leader... didn't really do anything to intimidate him by appearance. It was clear they had a Mutation Quirk, given the fact that they took on the appearance of a very large humanoid-crocodile hybrid.
Well, well... so you're the one, huh?" he said with a toothy grin flashing along his maw, a photograph of Genki in hand as reptilian eyes scanned over him "The husband of the Pro-Hero Snapshot. The one that we can use to break his spirit and--"
Now of course, while there were many who knew of Genki as being kind, energetic, and sweet overall, not many knew of this other side of him, save for Shuto. So when the reptile went on to make his little monologue...
"And who the hell are you supposed to be? Leatherhead? Lizard Face? Salamander? Oh wait, don't tell me. You're a walking talking advertisement for Gucci bags. You look so !@#$ing lame, and your monologue's about as pristine as the crap I'd expect in a sewer."
Needless to say, the suddenly overly aggressively savage response was not the one they pictured happening. The other two thugs had to turn their heads away while covering their mouths in order to stifle the potential laughter. The over-sized croc grit their teeth for a moment before putting an a clearly aggravated smile. "Oh..? Acting tough, are we? And with all that, what can a Quirkless little shrimp like you do? The only value you have is being the pawn that we kill in order to break that bastard's spirit.[/font]
At first, there was silence, Genki gradually relaxing as he looked down at his hands and feet that had been bound together. His thought process, as follows was a wonder at how incompetent these idiots could be. If they really wanted to make sure he had no chance of moving, they should have bound his arms to his sides as well. Yet here he was, on the floor with hands and legs in front of him. How... pathetic.
"What can I do?" was the question he repeated back to the crocodile, his two cronies seeming to react as though taking note of the sudden change in his tone, those brown eyes glowing a vibrant gold. Before anyone could react, there was the sound of a snap, the ropes that bound the small young man's ankles and wrists suddenly broken, and before they knew it, he was upon the boss. As though it were all one swift motion, he'd made his way over to the large reptile and drove a fist up into his solar plexus. But as expected due to the sheer size difference, nothing seemed to happen.
"Ha! Nice try, shrimp. Y'know, for a second you actually scared m-- gluk!" It was only then that he realized that despite his advantage in size, despite the fact that he had a thick hide that should protect him from most attacks... Genki had succeeded in his objective, the crocodile's hands shooting up to cover his mouth as he started to vomit blood. The two thugs suddenly found themselves frozen as the air became heavy and dense with an oppressive, murderous intent unlike anything they'd ever felt before. It was enough to cause them to break out into a cold sweat covering them from head-to-toe.
"What the hell!? Y-you're... you're supposed to be Quirkless! How could a tiny, insignificant shit like you possibly--"
And those would be the crocodile's final words as a small hand raised itself to his neck... and swiftly slid itself to the side. And as if he had taken a blade to the overgrown reptile's neck, another burst of blood came gushing forth from his maw in an eruption, spraying upward and back as he fell backward to the floor, drowning in his own blood.
Genki Himawari Quirk: Telekinesis Rank: IV Special Moves: Psychic Blades
Genki can construct psionic weapons that can damage a target either physically, mentally or both in some point. Genki can manifest Telekinetic blade composed of raw psi-energy, which at its lowest intensity, functions to disrupt neural pathways and sever the bonds between molecules, and at its highest level, his blade can slice an armored opponent and cut through the armor, but leave the attacker physically unharmed. He can also use his swords to shatter telepathic power-inhibitors imposed on others. Genki's telekinetic manifestations produce visible radiance in the physical world.Thus, he can use his psychic blades as a makeshift light source in areas of darkness. He typically likes to use them slowly cut his victim's organs open, gradually increasing their internal bleeding.
"Now then... the question on both of your minds must be... "Who are you? what did you just do??" And my answer is that I'm someone you should both fear." he stated matter-of-factly, slowly making his way between them and running a chill up the nameless thugs' spines. "I don't know who you work for, nor do I give a damn. But target my Shucchan again, and I'll make sure you suffer a fate much worse than his. Now then... if I were you, I'd hurry up and clean this mess up before any authorities arrive. And consider yourselves extra lucky. There's still time for me to get home and make dinner..."
Later that evening...
"Welcome home, Shucchan~!" was the chime of Genki's voice as his husband walked through the door, the smaller male bounding over to him and leaping up to press a kiss to his lips. They would share a romantic moment together, as per their usual evening ritual. Shuto was the pro-hero teacher, and as far as the elder man knew, Genki was the stay-at-home wife who occasionally went out for sports activities to keep himself in shape. And as his husband inquired about his day and hoped that it was somewhat eventful...
"Hmm? Oh, my day was quite eventful, Shucchan! As a matter of fact, I even made some new friends! Spent a bit of time playing volleyball. You could say that it really got the blood flowing~"
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Post by Kondai on Sept 30, 2019 20:24:54 GMT -5
"Don't cause trouble."
Accepted!
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