I'm not the best at this... Posting thing. It's important I'm sure, especially when I don't have the credibility I need yet but I can't promise it'll be done often. I have things to do, people to save, a little bit of chaos to stir up.
I'm a vigilante based out of Tokyo mostly but I'm also rather nomadic.
No I don't want to tell you about my 'tragic backstory' I'm not interested in sharing that information publicly. Honestly there's no longer anyone in my life left that I would share that information with and I'd rather keep it out of the public eye. Suffice it to say though, the HPSC has a lot of skeletons in their closet.
What else...
Uhh... Pronouns are He/They, don't really care as much though, I'm just not a girl. Respect me on here and I'll respect you but the opposite it also quite true.
Hi! I'm Dragon, the owner of this Ask Blog! My pronouns are he/they/xe! I'm also 19, to make everyone aware of that. Not opposed to speaking in character but I'll establish boundaries when it comes to it.
One such boundary, please don't interact with RJ in an NSFW way, getting established in a group and while I'm an adult, several members aren't and I don't want them to even have a chance to run into that stuff.
This isn't technically my first blog as one of my characters but it is my first one in the MHA fandom. Also my first one in a while really.
I don't have many rules so far, though that's likely to change in the future.
I'd love to DM/interact in character! RJ has his own lore that I'm going to drip feed into his blog but if you're curious please OOC DM me on my fandom blog @trans-dragon01 or even my main blog @frostytundra01
The blog is open interaction so feel free to send an ask or reblog in character! I do have ideas for how he fits into the canon so I might be more picky on interactions with certain canon characters like Hawks, Dabi, or any of the Todoroki family but that doesn't mean you shouldn't interact, I'd just like to talk more about his lore first. I'd love to fit you in as his version of them! Roleplay is a collaborative art and I really want to collab! Also I think he needs to be bullied maybe.
Bit of fodder in that front, yes his costume is based off Jason Todd but that's a fully in character decision. He's a little nerd who loves Pre-quirk comics and he deserves to be bullied for being a fanboy.
Anyways! I'm probably just going to post random thoughts on here, probably only OOC tagging the important posts. Hope everyone likes him!
They don't exactly work on logic half the time. Chances are they're just pissed you flipped them off, but if this is a bigger thing they're going to regret messing with you both.
Not even surprised at this point, they'll take any excuse to exercise whatever power they think they deserve.
It wouldn't be my first run in with that. I was a quirkless, homeless teenager, I know what they'll do.
And honestly? I'd be a bit mildly disappointed if you didn't clock one.
I've got the pin you dropped, I'll be at the car as soon as possible. I've even brought my bike in case there needs to be a chase. And my gun, for obvious reasons. I'll run by you first, Wing and then we can catch up to Nexus.
RJ sighed softly as he waited for the kid to bound up. There was a small joy in the knowledge that he'd get to spend some time with them. The kid was full of boundless energy and in some ways reminded them of Kanjo, though that might just be the fact that they had a limited scope of people they even really knew.
They glanced at their phone every so often, thoughts on several conversations they'd been having. He'd have to put it down at some point but the thoughts were werring through that.
This would probably be good though, get thier mind off things, allow them to relax. It was probably good for them to forget about what was happening for a while. It was all interconnected, all related to a past he didn't want to think about but with this maybe he'd get a break from thinking about it. Hopefully, at least.
Just as expected, Iris was already bounding over, their shoes squeaking on the floor from trying to run away after causing mischief. Aizawa may or may not have been absolutely correct when calling them a problem child-
Regardless, they were happy to have a change of pace from their normal routine and to be spending more time with RJ. It wasn't often that they found someone to be on friendly terms with after all. Plus he was getting them food which was cause enough for excitement. Any time food was in the mix was a cause for excitement.
"what are we getting? Actually, better question, where are we going? A lot of villains have particular terf and I don't wanna piss off moonfish again. Or anyone he knows. Not yet."
"We'll get some burgers first," RJ replied, taking a moment to ruffle the kid's hair. There was a smile on his face. It was... Always nice for him when he was able to see kids that weren't forced to grow up so fast. He'd had plenty of that in his own childhood, it was nicer to see kids able to have an actual childhood, vigilante or not.
"Though the menu has a few options, technically you don't even have to get a burger if you don't want to, there's a few other things you could get." Still things that were overall considered American food but they were all pretty good. RJ had his usual though, a thing he was used to getting before patrols more often than not. No use fighting on an empty stomach.
As for where they were going... "I'm not about to take you to one of the dangerous parts of town," He said, looking away, it wasn't very obvious under the helmet but he seemed a bit sheepish. "We're probably not going down my usual patrol route actually. It's not that I don't trust you but if I ended up getting you hurt your dad would probably have my head. Tonight we're hopefully just dealing with low level thugs." It would probably be a bit boring for them both really, if it wasn't for the company. But RJ wasn't about to take a kid to take down his usual abusers and assholes. Muggers and the like would be enough for tonight.
"sounds boring...but I guess low stakes brawls will be good to burn off energy"
Iris drops down into a seat at one of the tables, head tilting to the side as they people-watch. It was weird to get food out instead of just whatever they could nab or whatever Ato brought them. Although that's changed a bit since Kyo had learned of their existence.
"picking things is....mgh...I dunno...just whatever you're getting is fine"
Iris mostly didn't want to have to pick because decisions are hard. Ehhh not to mention they're still trying to re-learn reading for the most part.
"how are you going to eat with that mask on? It looks kinda silly to have while we're just sitting here."
"That's fine," RJ said softly, not minding that they didn't want to pick. "They have their own specialty burger," They said, as they went up to order, "I can just get us two of those."
Once the burgers were ordered they sat back down and worked at the clasps on their mask. They didn't keep it on all the time, though no one in this group of people had seen their face, it wasn't that they were afraid of showing it.
Besides, they were right, it wasn't exactly reasonable to try and eat with it on.
"I think most people expect to find something scary under here," They said, their helmet removed to reveal rather plain brown hair. There were scars on their face but they were clearly old and mostly faded.
"I can't blame them, the mask helps with intimidation, it's also support gear all in one," It was a useful tool, though mostly just an additive one. It couldn't really help them fight, just an aid to point out any obvious things they might miss. It wasn't exactly always needed but they'd been the one to code it themselves. They used rather regular weapons, tonfas, knifes, even guns occasionally. It was the training they had in all of them that helped.
"It's not really for hiding my identity though. You'd have to have an identity to do that," They laughed, but there wasn't any humor in it. It was a sad bitter thing that seemed to hold a lot of weight behind it. "Besides, I'm long past the point where anyone would recognize this ugly mug."
Sure the people who'd seen it could but most of them were trusted. Even if someone wasn't it wasn't like he had a civilian identity to protect, this was it. Just a man with no ties to anyone and a face too grown for anyone to recognize. It's not like there'd be any effort searching for them anyway, not at this point.
"Did you expect me not to?" He said with a sight chuckle, though he supposed it wasn't the most unreasonable thing to assume. There were plenty of quirks out there, but he always felt like it was obvious he didn't have one.
Though... He supposed he'd never actually said it outright.
"I mean, I suppose that it wouldn't be out of the question for someone to have a quirk that made their face look like my mask but I'm pretty explicit that I'm quirkless... Right?" Well not nessesarily in person, though people had guessed after seeing his face but online where he met a lot of these people it was in his blog title.
"you are?? Woah I had no idea!! That's so cool though. Better than being freakish like the rest of us"
Iris doesn't really explain what they mean by that, or why the quirked populous seemed to be the negative at the moment, but oh well. Instead, they're excitedly looking to see if there food is being made or on it's way.
"do you think we'll run into anything bizarre tonight? Like beyond odd petty crimes and drunk weirdos?"
"You're not freakish Iris," RJ said sternly, though he looked off to the side as it seemed to hit too close to home.
He was well aware that quirk discrimination didn't end at the quirkless. He'd seen too much of it growing up and still too much of it now. It... Was one of the things that pissed him off the most, that people could be so cruel. He tried not to think about screaming his voice raw as red feathers fell to the ground. It wasn't a nice memory.
Still, they tried to focus back in to the conversation at hand, letting that drift to the background.
"Hopefully not, as much as chaos can be fun I don't want you getting hurt." Honestly they were hoping it wouldn't be too eventful, it was better if it wasn't, for everyone involved.
RJ sighed softly as he waited for the kid to bound up. There was a small joy in the knowledge that he'd get to spend some time with them. The kid was full of boundless energy and in some ways reminded them of Kanjo, though that might just be the fact that they had a limited scope of people they even really knew.
They glanced at their phone every so often, thoughts on several conversations they'd been having. He'd have to put it down at some point but the thoughts were werring through that.
This would probably be good though, get thier mind off things, allow them to relax. It was probably good for them to forget about what was happening for a while. It was all interconnected, all related to a past he didn't want to think about but with this maybe he'd get a break from thinking about it. Hopefully, at least.
Just as expected, Iris was already bounding over, their shoes squeaking on the floor from trying to run away after causing mischief. Aizawa may or may not have been absolutely correct when calling them a problem child-
Regardless, they were happy to have a change of pace from their normal routine and to be spending more time with RJ. It wasn't often that they found someone to be on friendly terms with after all. Plus he was getting them food which was cause enough for excitement. Any time food was in the mix was a cause for excitement.
"what are we getting? Actually, better question, where are we going? A lot of villains have particular terf and I don't wanna piss off moonfish again. Or anyone he knows. Not yet."
"We'll get some burgers first," RJ replied, taking a moment to ruffle the kid's hair. There was a smile on his face. It was... Always nice for him when he was able to see kids that weren't forced to grow up so fast. He'd had plenty of that in his own childhood, it was nicer to see kids able to have an actual childhood, vigilante or not.
"Though the menu has a few options, technically you don't even have to get a burger if you don't want to, there's a few other things you could get." Still things that were overall considered American food but they were all pretty good. RJ had his usual though, a thing he was used to getting before patrols more often than not. No use fighting on an empty stomach.
As for where they were going... "I'm not about to take you to one of the dangerous parts of town," He said, looking away, it wasn't very obvious under the helmet but he seemed a bit sheepish. "We're probably not going down my usual patrol route actually. It's not that I don't trust you but if I ended up getting you hurt your dad would probably have my head. Tonight we're hopefully just dealing with low level thugs." It would probably be a bit boring for them both really, if it wasn't for the company. But RJ wasn't about to take a kid to take down his usual abusers and assholes. Muggers and the like would be enough for tonight.
"sounds boring...but I guess low stakes brawls will be good to burn off energy"
Iris drops down into a seat at one of the tables, head tilting to the side as they people-watch. It was weird to get food out instead of just whatever they could nab or whatever Ato brought them. Although that's changed a bit since Kyo had learned of their existence.
"picking things is....mgh...I dunno...just whatever you're getting is fine"
Iris mostly didn't want to have to pick because decisions are hard. Ehhh not to mention they're still trying to re-learn reading for the most part.
"how are you going to eat with that mask on? It looks kinda silly to have while we're just sitting here."
"That's fine," RJ said softly, not minding that they didn't want to pick. "They have their own specialty burger," They said, as they went up to order, "I can just get us two of those."
Once the burgers were ordered they sat back down and worked at the clasps on their mask. They didn't keep it on all the time, though no one in this group of people had seen their face, it wasn't that they were afraid of showing it.
Besides, they were right, it wasn't exactly reasonable to try and eat with it on.
"I think most people expect to find something scary under here," They said, their helmet removed to reveal rather plain brown hair. There were scars on their face but they were clearly old and mostly faded.
"I can't blame them, the mask helps with intimidation, it's also support gear all in one," It was a useful tool, though mostly just an additive one. It couldn't really help them fight, just an aid to point out any obvious things they might miss. It wasn't exactly always needed but they'd been the one to code it themselves. They used rather regular weapons, tonfas, knifes, even guns occasionally. It was the training they had in all of them that helped.
"It's not really for hiding my identity though. You'd have to have an identity to do that," They laughed, but there wasn't any humor in it. It was a sad bitter thing that seemed to hold a lot of weight behind it. "Besides, I'm long past the point where anyone would recognize this ugly mug."
Sure the people who'd seen it could but most of them were trusted. Even if someone wasn't it wasn't like he had a civilian identity to protect, this was it. Just a man with no ties to anyone and a face too grown for anyone to recognize. It's not like there'd be any effort searching for them anyway, not at this point.
"Did you expect me not to?" He said with a sight chuckle, though he supposed it wasn't the most unreasonable thing to assume. There were plenty of quirks out there, but he always felt like it was obvious he didn't have one.
Though... He supposed he'd never actually said it outright.
"I mean, I suppose that it wouldn't be out of the question for someone to have a quirk that made their face look like my mask but I'm pretty explicit that I'm quirkless... Right?" Well not nessesarily in person, though people had guessed after seeing his face but online where he met a lot of these people it was in his blog title.
RJ sighed softly as he waited for the kid to bound up. There was a small joy in the knowledge that he'd get to spend some time with them. The kid was full of boundless energy and in some ways reminded them of Kanjo, though that might just be the fact that they had a limited scope of people they even really knew.
They glanced at their phone every so often, thoughts on several conversations they'd been having. He'd have to put it down at some point but the thoughts were werring through that.
This would probably be good though, get thier mind off things, allow them to relax. It was probably good for them to forget about what was happening for a while. It was all interconnected, all related to a past he didn't want to think about but with this maybe he'd get a break from thinking about it. Hopefully, at least.
Just as expected, Iris was already bounding over, their shoes squeaking on the floor from trying to run away after causing mischief. Aizawa may or may not have been absolutely correct when calling them a problem child-
Regardless, they were happy to have a change of pace from their normal routine and to be spending more time with RJ. It wasn't often that they found someone to be on friendly terms with after all. Plus he was getting them food which was cause enough for excitement. Any time food was in the mix was a cause for excitement.
"what are we getting? Actually, better question, where are we going? A lot of villains have particular terf and I don't wanna piss off moonfish again. Or anyone he knows. Not yet."
"We'll get some burgers first," RJ replied, taking a moment to ruffle the kid's hair. There was a smile on his face. It was... Always nice for him when he was able to see kids that weren't forced to grow up so fast. He'd had plenty of that in his own childhood, it was nicer to see kids able to have an actual childhood, vigilante or not.
"Though the menu has a few options, technically you don't even have to get a burger if you don't want to, there's a few other things you could get." Still things that were overall considered American food but they were all pretty good. RJ had his usual though, a thing he was used to getting before patrols more often than not. No use fighting on an empty stomach.
As for where they were going... "I'm not about to take you to one of the dangerous parts of town," He said, looking away, it wasn't very obvious under the helmet but he seemed a bit sheepish. "We're probably not going down my usual patrol route actually. It's not that I don't trust you but if I ended up getting you hurt your dad would probably have my head. Tonight we're hopefully just dealing with low level thugs." It would probably be a bit boring for them both really, if it wasn't for the company. But RJ wasn't about to take a kid to take down his usual abusers and assholes. Muggers and the like would be enough for tonight.
"sounds boring...but I guess low stakes brawls will be good to burn off energy"
Iris drops down into a seat at one of the tables, head tilting to the side as they people-watch. It was weird to get food out instead of just whatever they could nab or whatever Ato brought them. Although that's changed a bit since Kyo had learned of their existence.
"picking things is....mgh...I dunno...just whatever you're getting is fine"
Iris mostly didn't want to have to pick because decisions are hard. Ehhh not to mention they're still trying to re-learn reading for the most part.
"how are you going to eat with that mask on? It looks kinda silly to have while we're just sitting here."
"That's fine," RJ said softly, not minding that they didn't want to pick. "They have their own specialty burger," They said, as they went up to order, "I can just get us two of those."
Once the burgers were ordered they sat back down and worked at the clasps on their mask. They didn't keep it on all the time, though no one in this group of people had seen their face, it wasn't that they were afraid of showing it.
Besides, they were right, it wasn't exactly reasonable to try and eat with it on.
"I think most people expect to find something scary under here," They said, their helmet removed to reveal rather plain brown hair. There were scars on their face but they were clearly old and mostly faded.
"I can't blame them, the mask helps with intimidation, it's also support gear all in one," It was a useful tool, though mostly just an additive one. It couldn't really help them fight, just an aid to point out any obvious things they might miss. It wasn't exactly always needed but they'd been the one to code it themselves. They used rather regular weapons, tonfas, knifes, even guns occasionally. It was the training they had in all of them that helped.
"It's not really for hiding my identity though. You'd have to have an identity to do that," They laughed, but there wasn't any humor in it. It was a sad bitter thing that seemed to hold a lot of weight behind it. "Besides, I'm long past the point where anyone would recognize this ugly mug."
Sure the people who'd seen it could but most of them were trusted. Even if someone wasn't it wasn't like he had a civilian identity to protect, this was it. Just a man with no ties to anyone and a face too grown for anyone to recognize. It's not like there'd be any effort searching for them anyway, not at this point.
Whatever, I know I need to bring you in, you deserve to know. You... Really deserve to know. But I'm scared you'll get hurt in the process, you deserve more than that. 'Course, I'm not naive enough to think I can stop you from getting hurt by staying away.
I... Don't quite know what I'm supposed to do really.
I've been bringing others into my sphere, at the very least. I know it should be you as well, you deserve that much but... I admit I'm... Scared, there's a fear there.
RJ sighed softly as he waited for the kid to bound up. There was a small joy in the knowledge that he'd get to spend some time with them. The kid was full of boundless energy and in some ways reminded them of Kanjo, though that might just be the fact that they had a limited scope of people they even really knew.
They glanced at their phone every so often, thoughts on several conversations they'd been having. He'd have to put it down at some point but the thoughts were werring through that.
This would probably be good though, get thier mind off things, allow them to relax. It was probably good for them to forget about what was happening for a while. It was all interconnected, all related to a past he didn't want to think about but with this maybe he'd get a break from thinking about it. Hopefully, at least.
Just as expected, Iris was already bounding over, their shoes squeaking on the floor from trying to run away after causing mischief. Aizawa may or may not have been absolutely correct when calling them a problem child-
Regardless, they were happy to have a change of pace from their normal routine and to be spending more time with RJ. It wasn't often that they found someone to be on friendly terms with after all. Plus he was getting them food which was cause enough for excitement. Any time food was in the mix was a cause for excitement.
"what are we getting? Actually, better question, where are we going? A lot of villains have particular terf and I don't wanna piss off moonfish again. Or anyone he knows. Not yet."
"We'll get some burgers first," RJ replied, taking a moment to ruffle the kid's hair. There was a smile on his face. It was... Always nice for him when he was able to see kids that weren't forced to grow up so fast. He'd had plenty of that in his own childhood, it was nicer to see kids able to have an actual childhood, vigilante or not.
"Though the menu has a few options, technically you don't even have to get a burger if you don't want to, there's a few other things you could get." Still things that were overall considered American food but they were all pretty good. RJ had his usual though, a thing he was used to getting before patrols more often than not. No use fighting on an empty stomach.
As for where they were going... "I'm not about to take you to one of the dangerous parts of town," He said, looking away, it wasn't very obvious under the helmet but he seemed a bit sheepish. "We're probably not going down my usual patrol route actually. It's not that I don't trust you but if I ended up getting you hurt your dad would probably have my head. Tonight we're hopefully just dealing with low level thugs." It would probably be a bit boring for them both really, if it wasn't for the company. But RJ wasn't about to take a kid to take down his usual abusers and assholes. Muggers and the like would be enough for tonight.
RJ sighed softly as he waited for the kid to bound up. There was a small joy in the knowledge that he'd get to spend some time with them. The kid was full of boundless energy and in some ways reminded them of Kanjo, though that might just be the fact that they had a limited scope of people they even really knew.
They glanced at their phone every so often, thoughts on several conversations they'd been having. He'd have to put it down at some point but the thoughts were werring through that.
This would probably be good though, get thier mind off things, allow them to relax. It was probably good for them to forget about what was happening for a while. It was all interconnected, all related to a past he didn't want to think about but with this maybe he'd get a break from thinking about it. Hopefully, at least.
Whatever, I know I need to bring you in, you deserve to know. You... Really deserve to know. But I'm scared you'll get hurt in the process, you deserve more than that. 'Course, I'm not naive enough to think I can stop you from getting hurt by staying away.
I... Don't quite know what I'm supposed to do really.
Made a new account to organize all my rp blogs in one place and to unclutter this account for all my rp mutes if you get a frq from @transdragon01 that's me!
I don't know why I'm asking you... Maybe because you're the most levelheaded person I've actually talked to, and in the time knowing you it might be enough to call you an ally at least.
But... How do you draw the line between protecting someone and maybe inevitably hurting them?
There's... There's a lot, from my past.
A lot of people.
There's a part of me that's scared that I'll hurt them by telling them the things that I know, who I am but it doesn't feel fair to keep it from them.
I guess I'm looking for advice.
@who-needs-a-quirk
"that's...a hard question to answer. The line is different for everyone, and knowing whether or not to push it can be difficult. Sometimes you have to stop and think about what you might be doing to their agency. Are you still treating them like a person? If someone were to tell you they were doing that same thing to someone they loved, how would you react? It's a complicated dynamic, one that requires a delicate balance. One that even I myself have failed to maintain at times."
Suppose it's complicated, it's hard for me to find that line.
I wouldn't blame anyone else in my situation but I don't know if the main person I'm talking about would feel the same but...
It stems from a decision I made when I was young. One I still don't know was right. Even so... If I hadn't made it I don't know if I'd even be alive. I wasn't in a great situation.
The only other person who knew is dead. And the one person who is alive, and out of prison, the one who knew who I was is still in that situation. I want to get them out, but it feels like one wrong move and... It's dangerous, and I'm wondering if it's better to let the dead stay dead.
Maybe... It's just ah... Sometimes a bit complicated.
...but I suppose that's probably something to consider more later, there's still some I can do without it.
I suppose I just... Feel a bit stuck, with a lot looming behind me.
I've left a lot of people behind, trying to get out of a terrible situation. I've lost a lot of people too. There's some guilt, some of it over... Things I've been forced to do but most of it over someone I was forced to leave behind.
Hey, Iris wanted to join on a patrol with me and I get the distinct feeling they didn't ask you first. I'm not about to go head to head with what would probably be several underground heroes so is that alright?
@who-needs-a-quirk
"ah... keep injuries to a minimum, and make sure they eat before. They have a problem with staying hydrated....but yeah, iris can go"
Got it, I can do that, usually carry a thing of water with me on patrol anyway and I have a burger joint run by a guy I trust I think they'd enjoy. I'll keep them safe.
Glad you're excited. We can head out to grab something to eat since everything seems to be taken care of. While we eat I might glance at my phone occasionally but I'll try to stay present.
Hey, Iris wanted to join on a patrol with me and I get the distinct feeling they didn't ask you first. I'm not about to go head to head with what would probably be several underground heroes so is that alright?
@who-needs-a-quirk
"ah... keep injuries to a minimum, and make sure they eat before. They have a problem with staying hydrated....but yeah, iris can go"
Got it, I can do that, usually carry a thing of water with me on patrol anyway and I have a burger joint run by a guy I trust I think they'd enjoy. I'll keep them safe.
Glad you're excited. We can head out to grab something to eat since everything seems to be taken care of. While we eat I might glance at my phone occasionally but I'll try to stay present.
I don't know why I'm asking you... Maybe because you're the most levelheaded person I've actually talked to, and in the time knowing you it might be enough to call you an ally at least.
But... How do you draw the line between protecting someone and maybe inevitably hurting them?
There's... There's a lot, from my past.
A lot of people.
There's a part of me that's scared that I'll hurt them by telling them the things that I know, who I am but it doesn't feel fair to keep it from them.
I guess I'm looking for advice.
@who-needs-a-quirk
"that's...a hard question to answer. The line is different for everyone, and knowing whether or not to push it can be difficult. Sometimes you have to stop and think about what you might be doing to their agency. Are you still treating them like a person? If someone were to tell you they were doing that same thing to someone they loved, how would you react? It's a complicated dynamic, one that requires a delicate balance. One that even I myself have failed to maintain at times."
Suppose it's complicated, it's hard for me to find that line.
I wouldn't blame anyone else in my situation but I don't know if the main person I'm talking about would feel the same but...
It stems from a decision I made when I was young. One I still don't know was right. Even so... If I hadn't made it I don't know if I'd even be alive. I wasn't in a great situation.
The only other person who knew is dead. And the one person who is alive, and out of prison, the one who knew who I was is still in that situation. I want to get them out, but it feels like one wrong move and... It's dangerous, and I'm wondering if it's better to let the dead stay dead.
