*whistles*

You rolled over the 95 required for the best Quirk Counselor.

Nice.

In that case, can I get a 1d100 + 15 DC 30,60,90,100
 
Prologue 1 Results
[][PLAN] Foundational Basics & Hobbies
-[][Diplomacy] Interview with the News
-[][Martial] Search for somewhere to learn to fight
-[][Stewardship] Shogi Hall
-[][Intrigue] Go People Watching
-[][Learning] Quirk Counseling
-[][Prowess] Train your Body
-[][Personal Action 1] Study your Quirk
-[][Personal Action 2] Make a plan to clear the beach
-[][Aldera Action] Go and talk to Bakugo
March 4th

You sit in the front seat of your Mom's old car, staring out the windows as you watch the city of Tokyo roll on by. The ride home so far has been quiet, with a tense air that you aren't entirely sure how to break through... Without any idea of what it is that you should say, you instead focus on the fact that there is something... different about the world on the other side of the window. Well... No. That isn't exactly correct either. It isn't that the world is different, but you've changed, and because of those changes the world now looks different to you. You aren't exactly sure how best to explain those differences.

The colors are... different from how they were before. The leaves seem greener, and the sky is bluer. The street below Mom's car is richer and darker, even as the lines of paint on the roads seem starker and clearer than ever before. But that isn't the only thing that has changed, and the other changes are... Odd. The car rolls past an old park, flowers set along the play area's edge, and it almost hurts your head to take a look at the flowers. It is hard to try and describe the colors that you are seeing in those flowers. Some flowers that you remember being yellow before are now striped in golds and oranges and yellows.

A few of the other flowers you know used to be white, but instead they have a strange greenish tinge on their petals, forming strange beautiful patterns that you've never seen the likes of before. And then there are the flowers that seem to be almost glowing in the light now that you are getting a proper look at them. All of this is strange, unlike anything that you can remember ever seeing before... But there has to be a reason for all of this, and you aren't meaning the fact that your eyes have changed. Except, well, you are meaning your eyes. There has to be something that your eyes are doing now that they weren't doing before that would be able to explain why things look differently from how they did before.

And there are so many different quirks out there that there have to be other people who are able to see the same things that you do. You've just never really looked into sensory quirks before, so that is going to have to be something that you spend some time researching in the future. Then there is the whole matter of the flowers and the strange patterns that you can see on them now.

That is where you can start with trying to put together a list in your head of all the different things that you are going to need to start researching. There are so many things that you don't understand about your own powers, and you need to start making sense of this if you are going to try and become a hero. Then, quietly you hear your Mom sigh. With just that breath, she sounds so utterly and totally exhausted. "Izuku..." Mom says quietly, and you can't help but wince at the way that she says your name. She doesn't sound angry, instead just tired and disappointed.

You aren't sure what you've done to make her feel this way, and as you slouch, sinking down in your seat for a moment you try to think of something to say. Before you have a chance to however, the care comes to a stop at a stop sign, which gives Mom the chance to look over towards you. There are tears building in her eyes, and that just hurts so much more than even your scrambled memories. You hate making Mom cry. "Why didn't you tell me?" She asks, and there is a single beat of silence, before you find yourself blinking in confusion.

Why... didn't you tell her? Your mind races for a moment as you try to figure out what your Mom might be talking about, but the only thing that you can even imagine needing to tell her is something that you never would have even had the chance to talk to her about. How exactly where you supposed to tell her that you were going to be drugged when you didn't even know in the first place? "...Tell you what?" You finally ask, and your mother just huffs, shaking her head as she pulls the car away from the stop sign.

"About what was happening at your school." She says simply. "And that you were being bullied."

"What?" you finally manage to say softly, your mind roiling in confusion at your mother's words. "I... Mom... I wasn't being bullied." You tell her, but the look that she gives you makes it clear that doesn't believe you in the slightest. "Like... Sure, I know that I wasn't exactly popular because I didn't have a quirk." You try to explain, "But that doesn't mean that I was being bullied. I just... Some kids in my class were jerks, but not like that. This... What happened to me... That was different. I've never been... This wasn't... What happened to me... It's never been like that before." you finally manage to say, but even then it sounds weak to your own ears.

And the soft noise that your mother makes doesn't exactly sound like she believes you either. Really, the only thing that you can hope for is that she lets the matter go. "I should hope not." Mom says quietly, easily switching lanes as you get closer and closer to your apartments. "This shouldn't have ever happened, and there is a part of me that is almost scared to let you go back. If something like this were to happen again..." She shakes her head. "I just want to make sure that you aren't... That you're telling me the truth."

And you are telling the truth. You might not have been the most popular kid, but that doesn't mean that you were being bullied. Sure, there have been some times when people shoot spitballs into your hair, and on occasion people are clumsy and end up spilling glue on your chair or your uniform. A few other students are jerks who've written horrible things on your desk. But that isn't bullying. That isn't hurting you. The teachers have said so.

The closest thing to anyone actually bullying you was when some student ended up coating the lock to your locker in peanut butter. That was almost bullying. The rest of all of that...

It just...

It wasn't bullying.

It wasn't.

You weren't being bullied. You are a smart kid, you'd know if you were being bullied.

You would... You know that you would know.

But even if some students were a bit meaner than others, the fact that so many people were rude is just... Proof that you weren't being bullied. It couldn't be possible that every member of your class and all your teachers could be working together to bully you.

A plan that big, a plan that heavy is the kind of thing that people can't hide. Like conspiracy theories. Three people can keep a secret if two of them are dead and all that.

So you weren't being bullied. That just isn't the way that the world works.

But even as you explain to yourself all the reasons why you couldn't be being bullied, there is a little voice in the back of your head that wonders if you might be wrong. That things aren't the way that you think they are, and that Mom might actually be right.

That you are being bullied at school...

But that... It just... If that were true...

Then... Then what does it mean that Katsuki Bakugo is among the rudest of your classmates?

That... That would mean that Kacchan is one of the people bullying you... And...

And Kacchan is your friend. In fact, he is about the only friend that you have. Sure, he can be a bit of a jerk at time, and he is loud and crass, but the thing is that he is rude to everyone. He treats everyone the same way that he treats you.

Well... Pretty much the same. Not exactly, he doesn't really blow up anyone else's notebooks, but he only does that when he's having a bad day. And he is still the only person who is willing to hang out with you outside of school. Admittedly, he's been busy a lot over the last couple of years, so you don't see him as much as you used to.

Which means that you aren't being bullied. It's just... "I... I know I'm not being bullied." You say, trying to sound as sure as you are in your head. Because bullies are a lot like villains, hurting other people for their own amusement, and Kacchan... Kacchan isn't a villain. He's going to be a hero one day, one of the strongest heroes in the world.

So why is it than when you think about Kacchan becoming a hero that everyone looks up to, there is this bitter tightness in your chest? Is it just the fact that you want to be a hero too? "Izuku..." Your mom says quietly, drawing you back out of your increasingly whirling thoughts, and she just sounds so broken. There has to be something that you can say to make this right. To make her feel better. To let her know that you aren't being bullied.

But if Mom is right... If you are being bullied, then that means that Kacchan is bullying you. That would mean that Kacchan is acting more like a villain than a hero, and that just... that isn't right. That doesn't make sense. While All Might might be your favorite hero, Kacchan is the hero that you know the best, the one that you almost want to be like.

"I... I just... " You don't know what it is that you could possibly say to try and fix this, mostly because you still aren't sure what your mom heard that made her think that you are being bullied in the first place. "I'd know... Wouldn't I?"

That statement just draws a hiss of air through your mother's teeth, before she lets loose another sigh. "Izuku." Just the one word is already stronger than any she has said through the whole of the car ride. Your mother rubs at the edges of her eyes with her hands, switching to make sure that she is always holding onto the steering wheel before she continues. "If there was another quirkless student at your school," Your mom starts to say, and already you can feel yourself starting to get nervous, even if you aren't entirely sure why... "Would you just sit back and let the others in your class treat that student the way that they have treated you?"

Before the last word is even out of your mother's mouth, you are already talking, not even thinking for a moment. "No. Of course not." You say firmly.

"Why?" She asks, and there is just a flash of a moment where you look at her incredulously. How in the world could she asks that?

"Because it is wrong." You say, barely managing to keep the heat out of your words.

The smile that she gives you just throws you for a loop, especially with the next word that comes out of your mom's mouth. "Why?" It is just the same question again, but you actually have to stop and think, trying to figure out how to even start explaining why it is wrong for the people in your school to treat someone else that way. It just...

"It's just wrong." You say, and in that moment something clicks in your head. Somehow you have fallen into a trap. You might not know what the trap is, but you can all but feel the jaws clamp shut.

"Yes, Izuku. It is wrong." Your mother agrees, "But why is it wrong?" You blink as you hear that question, and you know that there has to be an answer. Your mother wouldn't ask you a question like this if there wasn't an answer. So you sit there, trying to wrap your head around the question...

Why is it wrong for the people at your school to treat other people the way that they treat you? It's like you have a puzzle. One of those five thousand piece jigsaw puzzles that you and Mom used to make during some holidays when you were younger. You have all the pieces to the puzzle, and you have already put the frame together, but despite that every time that you try to click pieces together in your head they just... They aren't locking together they way that they should. "I..." You say softly, unsure of what it is that you are even trying to say at the moment. "I don't know." You finally admit. The worst part is that your mother just sighs, this wasn't the answer that she was wanting from you.

"Perhaps this might help you figure it out." Mom says with a soft, almost sad looking smile on her face. "You are saying that it is wrong for the other students at Aldera to treat another student the way that they have treated you. Wouldn't that mean that it is wrong for them to treat you that way as well?"

There is something that you are missing from the question. Because... The answer is... No. Right? Like, the answer has to be no, because the answer being yes would mean that everyone at Aldera is wrong, and just...

Your entire class and your teacher can't all be wrong. You are the one that is standing out and different from the answers that everyone is giving, and that doesn't make sense.

But... but the answer being no doesn't make sense either. That very much feels like it is the wrong answer, even if you aren't able to put to words why it might be the answer. You open your mouth, trying to say something, anything. Something that you can use to explain all of this and make it make sense once again... Still... Nothing.

You don't have the words for what you are wanting to explain, and there is a moment where your mother looks at you with those sad eyes while the car sits there at the stop light, and you just...

You don't want to make Mom sad, and the only way that you can even try to explain all of this just doesn't make any sense to you.

"I... I don't know." You admit, and you can't keep the words from tasting like ash on your lips. "Everything tells me that the answer should be no, but if that was the case then you wouldn't even be asking this." You start to say, closing your eyes so you don't have to see your mom. There is almost a moment where these was something glimmering through your closed eyelids, but before you have a chance to try and grab hold of it, it disappears. "But the answer can't be no. Because... Because... I don't know why. The answer can't be yes, and it can't be no, and I just don't..."

Your mom sighs again, and you can't help but wince a little. "Okay, Izuku, my little ball of sunshine, I want you to keep thinking about all of this." She says. "There is an answer, and you are getting close, but I want you to think about what I have asked you, and figure out what the answer really is." She says. "I think I'll ask you this question again in a month... I want to see how your answer changes, okay honey?"

You aren't sure how to answer that, so all you do is quietly nod.

March 6th
-[X][Learning] Quirk Counseling
-[X][Prowess] Train your Body
1d10 = 7
7 Chances
7d100 = Take highest = 98
[HIGHEST TIER QUIRK COUNSELOR OFFERED]
There is a part of your brain that says 'Thankfully, the next day was Sunday', but the construction on Aldera wouldn't have even started yet, so there wouldn't have been school even if the next day was any day other than Sunday. You can't say that you are... happy with your name still blaring out of the TV two days after everything has happened, you can admit that it is useful. Mom spent hours over the course of Sunday talking with different Quirk Counselors who were all offering to take you on, some even offering to do so at a discount...

That was yesterday, and in a real show of just how serious they are, here you are. Getting your first Quick Counseling session just a day after everything else has happened. There is a part of you that is almost terrified. That all of this is happening too fast...

But at the same time, even as you are in the car and heading towards the counseling session, you can't help but tear up as everything clicks.

You're going to quirk counseling, just like everyone else does when they are growing up.

You... You might actually be normal.

to be continued in A Meeting of Minds

March 8th
-[X][Personal Action 1] Study your Quirk
-[X][Personal Action 2] Make a plan to clear the beach
So on the one hand, you are utterly exhausted by the time that the next two days come to an end, but that is because you spend nearly all of that time working through the 'homework' that your new counselor has given you, studying and measuring all the different things that have changed about your body now that you have developed a quirk.

At the moment your counselor thinks that they might already have several idea of what the true nature of your quirk might be, but there are things that you need to do in order to test those theories.

Today is the supposed to be your day 'off' now that you've gotten through everything that you have studied and need to learn in order to get things moving, so you find yourself wandering through the city of Musutafu in order to think over how everything might be about to change...

That is when you come across Dagobah Beach...

And an idea begins to form.

To be continued in Do or Do Not, There is No Try

March 9th
-[X][Diplomacy] Interview with the News
Interview Part 1 = DC 10 = 1d10 + Dip = 7 + 7 = 14
Interview Part 2 = DC 14 = 1d10 + Dip = 7 + 7 = 14
Interview Part 3 = DC 10,12,14,16 = 1d10 + Dip = 7 + 7 = 14
[777!]
As you continue to work towards your goals, the days pass quickly, and soon enough the day that you have been quietly dreading is here. Just like with your quirk counselors, people have been all but throwing themselves at your mother for a chance to try and speak with you. To learn about you life, and everything that led up to... That day.

Of course, your mom is also a very savvy woman, and so you are going to be talking with the biggest of the organizations that offered an interview.

A woman by the name of Chitose Kizuki, from Shoowaysha News and Publishing.

To be continued in Aren't You Curious?

March 13th
-[X][Martial] Search for somewhere to learn to fight
-[X][Stewardship] Shogi Hall

Talking with Mrs. Kizuki was exhausting, she had so many questions, and there was something about the entire situation that felt almost like you were riding a knife's edge. You aren't entirely sure what all of that was, or what it means...

But if you are going to be a hero.

And you most certainly are, then that means that you are going to need to get better at more than just your quirk. That is something that your counselor agrees with as well. They suggested that you might want to see about some kind of martial arts training. On top of that, you really need to figure out how to better work at talking with people... On top of that, your Quirk Counselor has been teaching you how to play Shogi. You've heard about a particular Shogi Hall just a little out of your regular train pass area, but that doesn't mean that you aren't going to still try and go. With everything going on, and the extra money that your father has apparently been sending, you have the money to go each week.

You just need to figure... How to talk to people.

Oh god. Kill you now.

To be continued in How to Talk to People

March 15th
-[X][Intrigue] Go People Watching
After the most recent talk you had with your counselor, they suggested that going to the Shogi Hall was a big step forwards in your plans, and that while you are still anxious with talking with people... You might feel better if you spend some time sitting and watching people, studying them the same way that you are so willing to do with quirks, such that you can start to feel less nervous around them.

To be continued in The Wheels on the Train Go Round and Round

March 31st
-[X][Aldera Action] Go and talk to Bakugo
And as the Month draws to a close, you find yourself being asked the question that your mother asked that first day once again.

Were your classmates and the other people at Aldera wrong for treating you the way that they treated you?

...Now you find yourself standing on the doorstep of a place that you haven't been back to in years...

You nearly turn back away from the door, too nervous to knock before you hear a voice from behind you. "Little 'Zuzu, is that you?" You go ramrod still for a moment. It's too late. You are already in Aunt Mitsuki's line of sight.

To be continued in A Long Overdue Visit...
 
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"Like... Sure, I know that i wasn't exactly popular
Error spotted. Also, that's fucked up. Aldera is such a shithole.

Oh boy, here we go.

A woman by the name of Chitose Kizuki, from Shoowaysha News and Publishing.

To be continued in Aren't You Curious?
Lady, today's about to be a very good day for your company, and a miserable day for you in particular.
 
You aren't sure how to answer that, so all you do is quietly nod.
A combination of Izuku's low self esteem as well as gaslighting, both external and internal.
Mom spent hours over the course of Sunday talking with different Quirk Counselors who were all offering to take you on, some even offering to do so at a discount...
Izuku for better or worse is going to be a case study for years to come.
At the moment your counselor thinks that they might already have several idea of what the true nature of your quirk might be, but there are things that you need to do in order to test those theories.
On that note, it'll take a while but soon. STAR shall be revealed.

...we should probably come up with a better name than just Star though~
That is when you come across Dagobah Beach...

And an idea begins to form.
Probably won't be nearly as effective as All Might's plan, but this will help us in areas beyond just Prowess.

What with us having to come up with a plan ourselves.
Of course, your mom is also a very savvy woman, and so you are going to be talking with the biggest of the organizations that offered an interview.
And thus the MLA have begun.
On top of that, your Quirk Counselor has been teaching you how to play Shogi. You've heard about a particular Shogi Hall just a little out of your regular train pass area, but that doesn't mean that you aren't going to still try and go.
Nice~ I was wondering how he'd get the idea, in-universe.

Fun hobby his counselor has been helping him pick up.
With everything going on, and the extra money that your father has apparently been sending, you have the money to go each week.
And it looks like Hisashi definitely got the news, despite wherever highly suspicious place he is.
To be continued in The Wheels on the Train Go Round and Round
The event I'm looking forward to the most.

Will Izuku be able to develop a social life!? With any hope.
You nearly turn back away from the door, too nervous to knock before you hear a voice from behind you. "Little 'Zuzu, is that you?" You go ramrod still for a moment. It's too late. You are already in Aunt Mitsuki's line of sight.
...and it really has been a while if she still calls him that.
 
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The colors are... different from how they were before.

UV light, things like flowers and birds look very different under different perceptions. Black birds to a human are like rainbows to other birds.

You can't exactly sure how to best explain those differences.

You aren't exactly sure

"But why it is wrong?"

But why is it wrong?

And thankyou Mamadoriya! Let's annihilate that mindset and leave Deku behind before we return to Aldera!!!

Hisashi
 
Isn't their another academy? This is a quest. shouldn't that be one of our choices?
There's a few other hero schools, yes. But UA's closest, it has most of the series' cast of characters, and it's what Izuku has his heart set on. It'd be supremely difficult to convince the playerbase to vote for another school, especially just to avoid Bakugo.

Could always hope the stout puts him in 1B, and we get someone less toxic from there. Like Ibara, or literally anyone. Even Monoma.
Even then he'd still be an issue, if not one we'd have to deal with literally every day. He'd be offended that we're going to UA at all, and he won't care if we're in a different class.
 
*Shrug* It had to be done at some point, and it was either him accosting us next turn when Aldera reopens or us confronting him while his parents are nearby. For better or worse, we can't ignore him.
Agreed. I'd really rather take some pressure off this boiler while within earshot of his mother. The guy is... well, I genuinely believe he is well intentioned but is suffering from a legitimate form of mental illness. The hero program was one of the few places in the world that would have actually given that boy something resembling a happy ending and it took a hell of a lot of luck. Fuckery happens when your brain is fucked.

His mother has a borderline magical ability to turn things that would have escalated into something merely very loud. I don't want things to escalate, I don't even want shit to rain down on the boy's head even if there is no blowback. I'd just like thing to not go to hell the second our back is turned, especially when we get to the hero course. We don't need things to be okay: Just okay enough.

Also, I just like the idea of keeping an unofficial aunt in Izuku's life. I had two growing up and its hard to imagine life without them.
 
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In universe there's a lot, and of various different types. From the all girl school that seems to focus on support and intelligence, to the one that seems to be an all boy ninja school focused on stealth and underground heroics.

Explained: My Hero Academia All Best Schools And Names - DotComStories
Ninja Izuku sounds really cool, especially since his quirks vision based aspects would make it pretty easy for him to function in darkness with the right suit.
 
well, I genuinely believe he is well intentioned
That's a bit of a stretch; 95% of the reason he wants to be a hero is because he wants to win and be the best, and he associates All Might, Heroism, and the number one hero spot in particular with that goal. In canon he eventually gets better (and even then, only relatively), but right now he's a self-absorbed asshole with enough issues to fill a comic book store. Yes, his attitude isn't entirely his fault, Aldera's a toxic shithole that exacerbated his various complexes to extremes, but it not being his fault still results in us and the world at large having to deal with him.

He's kind of like HimikoandTenkoandJinandIguchiandDabi most of the LoV in that regard; we really wish we could have intervened earlier, because they deserved better but right now/in the near future they're going to make their problems everyone's problems.

...On a related note, do we have any idea what Himiko's doing right now? From what I've picked up by osmosis, it's been a year since she snapped and went on the run. Has she completely thrown away her restraint and morals and started killing people by now, or...?
 
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Of course, the teachers were complicit, I normally don't like the society of MHA, but dang it I just really want to see it all torn down right about now. The doublethink Izuku is caught in was just absolutely painful, him realizing the problem is the first step to solving it.
 
...On a related note, do we have any idea what Himiko's doing right now? From what I've picked up by osmosis, it's been a year since she snapped and went on the run. Has she completely thrown away her restraint and morals and started killing people by now, or...?
I think she snapped and ran off after graduating middle school, and she's about the same age as Izuku. So right now she should still be living at her house I believe.
 
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