DON'T SCARY
Hope is the road to disappointment....
I completely agree, Izuku is basically scrap metal of the highest quality,and we're the lucky blacksmith who get to shape and use it in anyway we see fit.
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You probably didn't need those organs - BnHA quest
- Thread starter Lindworm524
- Start date
- Sci-Fi Superhero
- Location
- sweden
he would be perfect too base disguises on and he looks perfectly harmless and normal and if we want to hide we change how we look on the surface
nanayoung
She Who Watches And Waits
- Location
- I'm not behind you. Seriously.
This is the greatest quest ever.
EDIT: So obviously, we're gonna be Deku's new best friend, right? Frighten off all the bullies who dare mess with our newguinea pig companion and upgrade his body so that he can become a superhero?
EDIT: So obviously, we're gonna be Deku's new best friend, right? Frighten off all the bullies who dare mess with our new
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- Location
- sweden
Upgrade if he never gets all mights power
chocolote12
A Penguin Flailing Against The Keyboard Of Life.
Well, our parents are probably used to weird appearances, being a quirkless woman married to a lizardman and a lizardman, respectively, so they're probably judging us based more on our character.
By that metric, we're a quirky kid, but still within the bounds of love-ability. We also do silly things that make sense to us, like cat ears, and we try to do things to impress our parents, like the tail, so I don't think that's an isolated incident.
Other parents think we're creepy, though, probably.
Prologue 0.06
- Location
- Somewhere cold
[X] Cinnamon roll aura - activate!
Surprisingly, your genius idea of putting a person capable of spontaneous combustion inside you had not gone very well, but at least my friends were all clear of the blast radius when it occurred.
Awww - they were even helping clean up! Well, all except for -
"Hey, Jenny! Get away from that poor plant person!"
Said plant person had collapsed after the sudden repainting of the classroom, and was now bleeding from where you assumed he hit himself on the way down. You attempted to pick up Jenny when she predictably ignored you, only for you to realise that your legs weren't quite attached any more. Oh right, you just got blown up - should probably fix that first. Jenny looked quite comfortable for the time being, having found herself a cozy spot in the boy's ear.
You realised that you may have been wrong in your assumption that his mess of hair was a plant: Jenny's only that friendly to things that can bleed.
You took stock of your injuries: legs and tail were lying somewhere to my right, what organs hadn't been sublimated were burned beyond use, but your arms were fine, so there was that at least. Your 'save data' was also, for lack of a better word, safe, as you stored it all in the upper portion of your spine. First things first, a new stomach. For now you could handle most of your bodily processes with your quirk, but being able to sleep without instantly dying would be nice.
It was slow going, what with the added distraction of circulating oxygen manually, but you eventually isolated the correct part of your own 'save data' to form a new stomach around the useless, dead section of your torso. It was significantly larger than your previous one, but your main priority was to regain as much mass as possible - you could scale it down later.
Although… Glancing over at the boy lying on the floor, not too far away that you couldn't drag yourself, you had an idea. Might as well get something out of this disaster - here's to questionable decisions!
You moved quickly, and soon found yourself with a few new scrap of 'save data' and a reclaimed, if irritated, Jenny. You noted with some disappointment that there appeared to be no difference between how 'you' humans felt to live animals; the boy didn't even appear to have any interesting secondary quirks, except for his far inferior stomach. Seriously, it could barely absorb anything, kind of pathetic really.
Gloating aside, you dumped him onto a nearby desk, and made your way back over to your lower body. You'd planned on cannibalising it for parts that you could use to slowly rebuild a new set, only to be pleasantly surprised that they not yet recognised as dead, and therefore uneditable, by your quirk. However, like your numerous failed attempts at creating life, it was fading fast.
As usual, you decided to try something impulsive, and reshaped yourself so that your lower half was positioned roughly where it would usually be, now attached by a tumorous growth of flesh from your stomach. A rudimentary heart was formed somewhere inside; new arteries, nerves, connecting the two halves. Very slowly, of course, but this classroom was rarely used - you had plenty of time.
You'd never thought of this before: connecting and editing pre-existing parts was something that could significantly increase the amount of time that you could experiment in, as normally you had to wait until weekends or holidays to get everything done in one uninterrupted session. Now if you could just figure out why the organisms kept dying… You were so distracted by the exciting ideas that flooded your mind that you nearly asphyxiated on two separate occasions.
Eventually, you got your body back to working order and set about regaining some biomass. Even if the cells had been killed off by the burns, they were still something.
A student chose at this moment to enter the classroom and start screaming their head off, for some reason. They left in a hurry though, so maybe that was just their regular method of coping with the everyday stresses of life.
People were so strange sometimes - you sighed, as did the not-a-plant next to you.
You popped another gobbet of charred flesh into your mouth, and worriedly observed how he squeezed his eyes shut in an attempt to go back to sleep.
"Ah! Please don't do that again; you hit your head last time when you fell, and you're not supposed to sleep if you do that, I think. I didn't see anything wrong inside your head, but you can't be too careful. Oh, sorry about not asking permission first, but you're so small, and my stomach was already out everywhere, so I just couldn't help myself."
That woke him up, although the squawking probably wasn't a good sign.
"Y-you.. What do you mean? What did you do?!"
"Oh? I just ate you, nothing to worry about. Hey, no don't… do that."
He'd blacked out again. That head injury must have been more significant than you thought...
Hey - were those sirens? Maybe blondie or his friends had the decency to call an ambulance...
---
It was not an ambulance, it was in fact the police, who were very surprised to find anyone in need of medical attention. More accurately, anyone who could make use of it. The ambulance got here pretty quickly after you cleared that up.
"Hi, Matsuda! You're driving me again?"
"Fucking hell, not you… This is the second time this month, Shima!"
---
Hospitals were much more fun when you had someone to talk to, you decided. While your parents used to drop everything to be there with you during the first few years after manifesting your quirk, you'd made them stop after you became old enough to realise the impact it had on their job security. As such, you'd almost forgotten what it felt like to be constantly harried about your welfare by a hysteric parent.
Inko Midoriya had been beside herself when she first burst into the hospital room, and so you'd taken it upon yourself to explain what had happened at school. The novelty of being the one to comfort someone rather than the one watching in confusion on the sidelines made you slightly more compassionate to her situation than the sleep-deprived police officer stationed outside the room, to the relief of all parties involved. Nobody wanted to deal with a hysterical mother who had the ability to cry with the force of a high pressure water cannon.
Your chatting eventually turned to more mundane matters, like cooking, schoolwork, and her tiny not-plant son, at which point he decided to wake up.
"Izuku? Are you feeling alright? The doctors said you hit your head quite hard… I was so scared when I got that call from the school, but your friend over there explained everything to me - they've been so helpful."
She gestured over to you, and you waved. Oops, sorry Tina, forgot you were there.
"Hi! I'm glad you're okay - you were unconscious for so long that we were starting to get worried. I'm sorry you had to see all that, by the way."
He paled and doubled over at that.
"Izuku!"
"I… I'm fine, Mom. I just felt a bit sick, don't worry."
You watched as they comforted each other; they were so… cute together? Well, not cute cute, more like how kittens were sort of cute, despite their creepy ears.
---
You waited until he had fully recovered to check yourself out, wanting to observe them a bit more. That, and make sure your friends were all alright after such a frightening event for them.
The hospital had unofficially given up on normal policies when it came to you, for the sake of the staff's sanity.
You heard from the police that the blond, who was apparently called Bakugo, had panicked after the 'adverse effects of your experimental quirk interaction', and was halfway to the next city over when he they managed to intercept him. Bakugo had been fast, but flight through extremely loud explosives was not the most stealthy method of travel.
Anyway, upon returning home and reassuring your parents that you weren't being arrested again, you began to analyse your new 'save data'.
The quirkless boy had been a blessing in disguise, as the 'data' you'd gained from him was so much easier to reproduce than your own, what with his pathetically simple organs, and all. It was and educational experience too, as your default physiology was different in more ways than just your stomach: in the genetic lottery that allowed such a wonderful ability to develop, a few redundancies in other aspects of you were to be expected. With time to fully compare the two, you could identify and fix these mistakes - poor blood flow there, some underdeveloped bones there. You even noticed irregularities in the 'data' for some of the organs you'd discarded all those years ago.
This was strange… weren't the physical effects of quirks supposed to develop later in life to prevent those sorts of problems? You researched the subject as best you could, yet as far as you could tell, these sorts of defects were definitely an irregularity for your generation. If anything, it seemed more like the sort of problems that occurred for the early quirk wielders.
---
A week or two after the whole exploding thing, the quirkless boy approached you, scaring away the sparrows you'd been attempting to catch. The two of you stood in silence for a minute, until you took pity on the boy's pitiful attempts to spark a conversation.
"Sooo… what do you want to talk about, De… Deko… De-kun..?" It's De-kun, right?"
"Um, yeah, that's it. Look, Shima-san, I-I was wondering if I could, uh, maybe… ask you something? About that… event. I mean - sorry, if you don't want to talk about it it's fine I don't mind - ah, sorry, this must be somethingreallypersonalI'lljustbe... going n-now…"
He abruptly turned, and tried to run off; people have been doing that a lot to you lately. You caught him by the back of his stupidly restricting clothes. Ha! Another point on the list of reasons you had against not wearing any - people can choke you with them!
"De-kun, are you okay? You're acting strange. I don't really know you that well, though, so maybe this is normal for you?"
His shoulders shook slightly in response to that, but he at least turned back to face you. Progress? You waited as he formulated his response, concentration written over his face. Ohh, one of those confusing people who think before they act; he'd get along well with your mother, now that you think about it…
"Shima-san, could you please tell me… what exactly is your quirk?"
You considered lying, and immediately decided against it. Something about the little deku scrub just made you want to hug him, and the thought of lying sent an unfamiliar pulse of guilt through you.
"Well, do you need to be anywhere urgently? Because this is going to take a while to explain, if you want all the details."
"Y-you mean you'll tell me?!"
"Yeah..? That's what you wanted to know, right?"
"Ah - yes, sorry. I-I just... didn't expect you to tell me that quickly. Sorry."
As you explained what you knew, his nerves were gradually replaced by growing excitement at your quirk's potential. He was a quirk enthusiast; the sort that would spend hours upon hours pouring over each minute facet of a popular hero's abilities in order to write entire essays on why All Might would always win in a fight. Your quirk, with all its unconfirmed limits just begging for someone to experiment with was like catnip to him.
Your enthusiastic discussion was cut short by the sound of De-kun's phone; you played with one of your many-legged friends as he talked, noticing how low the sun had sunk while you'd been chatting.
"Sorry, Shima-san. I've got to get home now, but we could talk more tomorrow. I-I mean, if you want t-
He spotted your friend, and blinked.
"Where did that thing come from?"
"Lindsey and the others live in my stomach ~"
You explained, opening up your torso so he could get a better look. He blanched.
"You keep your… pets... inside you."
"Pets..? Oh, you mean my friends - they're so cute, aren't they? I used to have more, but they kept eating each other once they hatched, and then I had to get rid of the males because they kept trying to.. Well, you know."
De-kun didn't respond, and just stared blankly into the bug-filled hole in your abdomen - you took this as an invitation to continue:
"The largest one's Omu, she's the mother; then this is Tina, this one's Lindsey, Jenney is still inside, Daigankai's the prettiest, and Ankheg is somewhere in my hair right now. Oh, and the one hugging your shoe is Three Seven Eight."
He shrieked, swinging his leg up and sending the centipede flying into your face.
"IT WAS BITING ME!!"
"She was hugging you with her mouth!"
---
AN: Splitting this into two parts because I said that I wouldn't make another stupidly long chapter and I'm sticking to it.
*checks word count for this half*
...shit.
Surprisingly, your genius idea of putting a person capable of spontaneous combustion inside you had not gone very well, but at least my friends were all clear of the blast radius when it occurred.
Awww - they were even helping clean up! Well, all except for -
"Hey, Jenny! Get away from that poor plant person!"
Said plant person had collapsed after the sudden repainting of the classroom, and was now bleeding from where you assumed he hit himself on the way down. You attempted to pick up Jenny when she predictably ignored you, only for you to realise that your legs weren't quite attached any more. Oh right, you just got blown up - should probably fix that first. Jenny looked quite comfortable for the time being, having found herself a cozy spot in the boy's ear.
You realised that you may have been wrong in your assumption that his mess of hair was a plant: Jenny's only that friendly to things that can bleed.
You took stock of your injuries: legs and tail were lying somewhere to my right, what organs hadn't been sublimated were burned beyond use, but your arms were fine, so there was that at least. Your 'save data' was also, for lack of a better word, safe, as you stored it all in the upper portion of your spine. First things first, a new stomach. For now you could handle most of your bodily processes with your quirk, but being able to sleep without instantly dying would be nice.
It was slow going, what with the added distraction of circulating oxygen manually, but you eventually isolated the correct part of your own 'save data' to form a new stomach around the useless, dead section of your torso. It was significantly larger than your previous one, but your main priority was to regain as much mass as possible - you could scale it down later.
Although… Glancing over at the boy lying on the floor, not too far away that you couldn't drag yourself, you had an idea. Might as well get something out of this disaster - here's to questionable decisions!
You moved quickly, and soon found yourself with a few new scrap of 'save data' and a reclaimed, if irritated, Jenny. You noted with some disappointment that there appeared to be no difference between how 'you' humans felt to live animals; the boy didn't even appear to have any interesting secondary quirks, except for his far inferior stomach. Seriously, it could barely absorb anything, kind of pathetic really.
Gloating aside, you dumped him onto a nearby desk, and made your way back over to your lower body. You'd planned on cannibalising it for parts that you could use to slowly rebuild a new set, only to be pleasantly surprised that they not yet recognised as dead, and therefore uneditable, by your quirk. However, like your numerous failed attempts at creating life, it was fading fast.
As usual, you decided to try something impulsive, and reshaped yourself so that your lower half was positioned roughly where it would usually be, now attached by a tumorous growth of flesh from your stomach. A rudimentary heart was formed somewhere inside; new arteries, nerves, connecting the two halves. Very slowly, of course, but this classroom was rarely used - you had plenty of time.
You'd never thought of this before: connecting and editing pre-existing parts was something that could significantly increase the amount of time that you could experiment in, as normally you had to wait until weekends or holidays to get everything done in one uninterrupted session. Now if you could just figure out why the organisms kept dying… You were so distracted by the exciting ideas that flooded your mind that you nearly asphyxiated on two separate occasions.
Eventually, you got your body back to working order and set about regaining some biomass. Even if the cells had been killed off by the burns, they were still something.
A student chose at this moment to enter the classroom and start screaming their head off, for some reason. They left in a hurry though, so maybe that was just their regular method of coping with the everyday stresses of life.
People were so strange sometimes - you sighed, as did the not-a-plant next to you.
You popped another gobbet of charred flesh into your mouth, and worriedly observed how he squeezed his eyes shut in an attempt to go back to sleep.
"Ah! Please don't do that again; you hit your head last time when you fell, and you're not supposed to sleep if you do that, I think. I didn't see anything wrong inside your head, but you can't be too careful. Oh, sorry about not asking permission first, but you're so small, and my stomach was already out everywhere, so I just couldn't help myself."
That woke him up, although the squawking probably wasn't a good sign.
"Y-you.. What do you mean? What did you do?!"
"Oh? I just ate you, nothing to worry about. Hey, no don't… do that."
He'd blacked out again. That head injury must have been more significant than you thought...
Hey - were those sirens? Maybe blondie or his friends had the decency to call an ambulance...
---
It was not an ambulance, it was in fact the police, who were very surprised to find anyone in need of medical attention. More accurately, anyone who could make use of it. The ambulance got here pretty quickly after you cleared that up.
"Hi, Matsuda! You're driving me again?"
"Fucking hell, not you… This is the second time this month, Shima!"
---
Hospitals were much more fun when you had someone to talk to, you decided. While your parents used to drop everything to be there with you during the first few years after manifesting your quirk, you'd made them stop after you became old enough to realise the impact it had on their job security. As such, you'd almost forgotten what it felt like to be constantly harried about your welfare by a hysteric parent.
Inko Midoriya had been beside herself when she first burst into the hospital room, and so you'd taken it upon yourself to explain what had happened at school. The novelty of being the one to comfort someone rather than the one watching in confusion on the sidelines made you slightly more compassionate to her situation than the sleep-deprived police officer stationed outside the room, to the relief of all parties involved. Nobody wanted to deal with a hysterical mother who had the ability to cry with the force of a high pressure water cannon.
Your chatting eventually turned to more mundane matters, like cooking, schoolwork, and her tiny not-plant son, at which point he decided to wake up.
"Izuku? Are you feeling alright? The doctors said you hit your head quite hard… I was so scared when I got that call from the school, but your friend over there explained everything to me - they've been so helpful."
She gestured over to you, and you waved. Oops, sorry Tina, forgot you were there.
"Hi! I'm glad you're okay - you were unconscious for so long that we were starting to get worried. I'm sorry you had to see all that, by the way."
He paled and doubled over at that.
"Izuku!"
"I… I'm fine, Mom. I just felt a bit sick, don't worry."
You watched as they comforted each other; they were so… cute together? Well, not cute cute, more like how kittens were sort of cute, despite their creepy ears.
---
You waited until he had fully recovered to check yourself out, wanting to observe them a bit more. That, and make sure your friends were all alright after such a frightening event for them.
The hospital had unofficially given up on normal policies when it came to you, for the sake of the staff's sanity.
You heard from the police that the blond, who was apparently called Bakugo, had panicked after the 'adverse effects of your experimental quirk interaction', and was halfway to the next city over when he they managed to intercept him. Bakugo had been fast, but flight through extremely loud explosives was not the most stealthy method of travel.
Anyway, upon returning home and reassuring your parents that you weren't being arrested again, you began to analyse your new 'save data'.
The quirkless boy had been a blessing in disguise, as the 'data' you'd gained from him was so much easier to reproduce than your own, what with his pathetically simple organs, and all. It was and educational experience too, as your default physiology was different in more ways than just your stomach: in the genetic lottery that allowed such a wonderful ability to develop, a few redundancies in other aspects of you were to be expected. With time to fully compare the two, you could identify and fix these mistakes - poor blood flow there, some underdeveloped bones there. You even noticed irregularities in the 'data' for some of the organs you'd discarded all those years ago.
This was strange… weren't the physical effects of quirks supposed to develop later in life to prevent those sorts of problems? You researched the subject as best you could, yet as far as you could tell, these sorts of defects were definitely an irregularity for your generation. If anything, it seemed more like the sort of problems that occurred for the early quirk wielders.
---
A week or two after the whole exploding thing, the quirkless boy approached you, scaring away the sparrows you'd been attempting to catch. The two of you stood in silence for a minute, until you took pity on the boy's pitiful attempts to spark a conversation.
"Sooo… what do you want to talk about, De… Deko… De-kun..?" It's De-kun, right?"
"Um, yeah, that's it. Look, Shima-san, I-I was wondering if I could, uh, maybe… ask you something? About that… event. I mean - sorry, if you don't want to talk about it it's fine I don't mind - ah, sorry, this must be somethingreallypersonalI'lljustbe... going n-now…"
He abruptly turned, and tried to run off; people have been doing that a lot to you lately. You caught him by the back of his stupidly restricting clothes. Ha! Another point on the list of reasons you had against not wearing any - people can choke you with them!
"De-kun, are you okay? You're acting strange. I don't really know you that well, though, so maybe this is normal for you?"
His shoulders shook slightly in response to that, but he at least turned back to face you. Progress? You waited as he formulated his response, concentration written over his face. Ohh, one of those confusing people who think before they act; he'd get along well with your mother, now that you think about it…
"Shima-san, could you please tell me… what exactly is your quirk?"
You considered lying, and immediately decided against it. Something about the little deku scrub just made you want to hug him, and the thought of lying sent an unfamiliar pulse of guilt through you.
"Well, do you need to be anywhere urgently? Because this is going to take a while to explain, if you want all the details."
"Y-you mean you'll tell me?!"
"Yeah..? That's what you wanted to know, right?"
"Ah - yes, sorry. I-I just... didn't expect you to tell me that quickly. Sorry."
As you explained what you knew, his nerves were gradually replaced by growing excitement at your quirk's potential. He was a quirk enthusiast; the sort that would spend hours upon hours pouring over each minute facet of a popular hero's abilities in order to write entire essays on why All Might would always win in a fight. Your quirk, with all its unconfirmed limits just begging for someone to experiment with was like catnip to him.
Your enthusiastic discussion was cut short by the sound of De-kun's phone; you played with one of your many-legged friends as he talked, noticing how low the sun had sunk while you'd been chatting.
"Sorry, Shima-san. I've got to get home now, but we could talk more tomorrow. I-I mean, if you want t-
He spotted your friend, and blinked.
"Where did that thing come from?"
"Lindsey and the others live in my stomach ~"
You explained, opening up your torso so he could get a better look. He blanched.
"You keep your… pets... inside you."
"Pets..? Oh, you mean my friends - they're so cute, aren't they? I used to have more, but they kept eating each other once they hatched, and then I had to get rid of the males because they kept trying to.. Well, you know."
De-kun didn't respond, and just stared blankly into the bug-filled hole in your abdomen - you took this as an invitation to continue:
"The largest one's Omu, she's the mother; then this is Tina, this one's Lindsey, Jenney is still inside, Daigankai's the prettiest, and Ankheg is somewhere in my hair right now. Oh, and the one hugging your shoe is Three Seven Eight."
He shrieked, swinging his leg up and sending the centipede flying into your face.
"IT WAS BITING ME!!"
"She was hugging you with her mouth!"
---
AN: Splitting this into two parts because I said that I wouldn't make another stupidly long chapter and I'm sticking to it.
*checks word count for this half*
...shit.
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chocolote12
A Penguin Flailing Against The Keyboard Of Life.
Long things aren't bad.
Oh dear, what are we up to this time?!
- Location
- sweden
Are we going to do puberty?
If we do, then it's going to be rather horrific for everyone around us, but that's just everyday life for us.
Probably not, because we started out female, cannibalized the reproductive system for being a waste of space, and Izuku hopefully does not have any of those parts.
...oh wait I get it. We're using his genes to copy out male-type muscle and bone development?
It's going to have WEIRDASS effects on everything. Especially when we get annoyed at the side effects and manually correct for them.
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chocolote12
A Penguin Flailing Against The Keyboard Of Life.
I thought we just decided at some point in the comments that we were female, since we had no other indicators.
We are atleast effeminate, going how grape hair boy was fine with us eating him.
- Location
- sweden
when we deleted our sexual organs it sounded like we just destroyed a internal organ "'What is that? It doesn't even do anything!? Don't need it. Those don't do anything yet, but I'm completely fine, so it's probably not important. What do those blobby tubes do?" its sounded like they described the female sexual organ and not something that dangles or is on the outside like human male sexual organs
Basically this.when we deleted our sexual organs it sounded like we just destroyed a internal organ "'What is that? It doesn't even do anything!? Don't need it. Those don't do anything yet, but I'm completely fine, so it's probably not important. What do those blobby tubes do?" its sounded like they described the female sexual organ and not something that dangles or is on the outside like human male sexual organs
A boy wouldn't have anything internal there to remove to make room for a bigger torsomouth.
- Location
- Elsewhere
Looks like Bakugo had an 'oh god I just killed someone' moment. Hopefully it teaches him a little restraint.
- Location
- sweden
i hope so also he really need to learn that he need to learn that there are real consequences to his actions and use of power
- Location
- Somewhere cold
This time Protagonist identified a few actual problems with themselves, rather than just guessing. It's related to why their quirk allows more 'damage' to the user in exchange for a greater variety of applications.
Don't worry, it's not some derailing, story ruining, broken quirk. It's just the reason, that I prefer not to directly tell you, that you get such a fun quirk to terrify everyone with.
Don't worry, it's not some derailing, story ruining, broken quirk. It's just the reason, that I prefer not to directly tell you, that you get such a fun quirk to terrify everyone with.
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C4d
Has approximate knowledge of many things.
- Location
- Germany
Im trying to imagine how the mc looks and i constantly come up with some kind of horrific cat/human/lizard hybrid abomination that looks more like something out of a bad movie supervillians laboratory than an actual creature.
Hlw close am i?
Hlw close am i?
- Location
- Somewhere cold
And then they pull out a giant nightmare bug from the toothy nope hole in their torso while grinning like an idiot.
Then the image is perfect.
...
This is to C4d, I'm just an idiot that doesn't know how to use quotes from their phone.
Then the image is perfect.
...
This is to C4d, I'm just an idiot that doesn't know how to use quotes from their phone.
DON'T SCARY
Hope is the road to disappointment....
So... we're basically the new and improved version of Neferpitou.
That's actually kinda how I imagine she looked, Except y'know with a lizard tail instead.So... we're basically the new and improved version of Neferpitou.