#bnha!verse

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BNHA verse, anyone? this template deserves proper credit, it was made by lya5RT

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【previously w/ Blind!Ray】 @hxllhxxnd​

“I’m BLIND not crippled.” Ray fusses as he waves the woman off dismissively before shuffling around on his own with his white cane in hand. “You aren’t giving me enough credit in the fact that I can remember things easily-- with or without vision.” He wasn’t particularly salty about the loss, but it was a bit irksome to have someone hovering over constantly.

Plopping himself on the couch, he let out a small sigh and let the cane rest along the floor and parallel to the sofa. “Its been what? A couple weeks since I got discharged? I’m fine.” Although Ray says that, he couldn’t help but have to blow at the fabric that covered his eyes now and again as he continuously dropped down the curve of his nose. A couple long and nasty scars that ran horizontal over his eyelids and across the skin of his face were what had remained. He’d thought that it might as well of been covered up if he wouldn’t be able to use his eyes ever again.

[teh-merry-murder-of-muses]

Behold! BNHA/ MHA Verse Magar

Hero name: Great Fin

Epithet: The Deep Sea Hero.

Quirks: X-form Shark, Water wielding

Due to his eye shape and sharp teeth, he appears far more intimidating than he actually is. Here his hair is designed using shark dorsal fin shapes, to further his shark theme. 

//Cause I’m a superpowers/ super heroes nerd and this was bound to happen eventually

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@hxllhxxnd whispered for a starter !

“No-- no no no!” Struggling against the womans grasp, Ray was doing everything in his power to free himself; biting her prosthetic arm, wriggling, kicking. It was a flurry of limbs as he managed to stumble away before being grabbed by the scruff of his shirt.

“I’m not going back there! Let me go, bastard!” She didn’t even manage to say anything-- he wouldn’t let her out of sheer panic.

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【cont.】 @wingcdhero

“Darn, a shame...” A small cough erupted from his mouth as he spoke, albeit nothing too serious, his mouth was dry and lips chapped. His palm reaching up to press against the wound, allowing for the blood to stain his palm and trickle down both his chin and wrist before dripping onto his lap. At first, Ray tried to stand on his own two legs, only to wobble and fall back onto his rear.

Maybe the cut wasn’t too deep, but the kid was out of it for sure. His once white attire was stained and caked in dirt and dust; eyes heavy with dark bags under them, yet refusing to shut; he was shaking, but it was unsure if that was because he witnessed a fight just moments ago, or because his body couldn’t generate enough warmth at night due to how thin he was. “I was hopping that’d be my ticket.” Ray’s voice sounded again, sighing as he stared towards the ground. The question popped up and he took a moment to consider before shaking his head. “No. I don’t need help.” Rather, he didn’t want the help, but it also wasn’t like he was going to be able to move anytime soon. At least, not that far if he so tried.

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【cont.】 @hxllhxxnd

He probably should of known better as to what was happening, but the fact that he couldn’t feel much pain was what confused the boy. There was a slight ache and sharp pain now and again, but most of it was replaced with the sheer shock he was going through. Trembling hands that not even Ray knew about had reached up to touch his face-- it was wet with warm liquid. A feeling of fear began to settle in the pit of his stomach.

“What’s going on? Where... are we going?” His voice shuddered and cracked at the slow realization he was coming to. Everything was black and the only sense he could still connect to was the jumbling of his body as Ray was carried off to who knew where. He’d even went as far as to utter her name, he was so scared. “Hey-- Tazz? I’m... I’ll be okay, right? Everything will be fine?”

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starter for @quirkless-wonder

Another blare of sirens had gone off for the day, albeit growing fainter the faster he ran; with another day, there was always another chase. He’d be damned if all there was  was simply just the tag he’d been tattooed with-- no, they seemed to follow him in a game of cat and mouse despite not leaving many trails if any. It was annoying-- the fact that they could locate him. Ray could recall having something clipped to his ear at a young age and even to this day it left a scar. Though, he didn’t have the means right now to dissect into it and take whatever was out-- if there was anything. It surely wasn’t a piercing though.

Creeping out of his little hideaway, Ray sighed whilst stepping into sunlight again. It was a bit blinding at first since, well, he was never used to vast amounts of light to begin with so it was somewhat irritating to his eyes, but manageable. However, that little second needed to squint was all it took for him to bump into somebody and fall onto his rear. For a moment, his eyes widened in thinking it was them, only to visibly relax when it was another teen.

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@abysmalpyre deserves communed for a starter!

Hushed voices of his dear comrades began to filter out of his hearing range as Ray was stuck in place: hidden from prying eyes; stashed away last moment in the midst of all the panic. Supposedly, they were to of gone in a meeting -- a deal that was to be waiting them which proved nothing more than a trap. Sickening, was the first thought that rose in the teen mind and just moments later, irritation began to bubble through. ‘Don’t get in the way.’ The words of warning rang clear, yet a child like him could never sit still too long. Not when he was feeling antsy and could hear the clashing of quirks in the distance, followed by the rumbling of ground as structures collapsed. He COULD do something and it showed just how impatient he was getting as his fingers nimbly switched the blade cupped in his hands --- metal flicking in and out of its sheath in time with the boys counting. The ravenette couldn’t take it much longer and while he knew they could handle their own, he still didn’t want to feel utterly USELESS. Moments later, his body shifted and moved from its spot to peek out before he stood tall and mapped out his location. With the amount of buildings, it was rather hard to pinpoint everybody yet, the sight of blue flames caught his attention. ---- -- maybe, if he’d tag along the sides and maneuver towards that direction, he could regroup with somebody... Yet, how cruel fate was to the child. His efforts and desires having gone down the drain as a twisted joke befell the boy. All it took was for one person to spot him and a yank to his collar backwards. Smiles galore came into vision as the enemy had their grasp on him. An even more sickening feeling as they slowly read out the labeling on his neck with a purr in their tone. His yell was sharp and loud before being cut off, yet what took place of his cries was a BROADCAST that one member was down -- the youngest, caught and toyed with. Oh, but if only he had listened..