Mischeif Managed (Mha x Oc)

Arc 1- Reckless Abandon

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???: "Matsufu Japan, Year -2*-'⁰/¾'⁰-. An established, adapt city based in a world seemingly ripped right from the pristine pages of a comic, kept by every mayo faced 30-year-old that exists in the confines of their mother's basement. Clear blue skies and fresh breeze, all curated to make sure civilization enjoys their life here on earth. Seemingly nothing can go wrong- EXPECT FOR THAT GIANT ASS! CHARLIE TURN THE CAMERA, CHANNEL 7 NEEDS TO GET THE SCOOP ON THIS!"

*The glare of the sun shines down onto the lens of a camera, the device itself seemingly fused to the torso of a human body. The quirk user known as "Charlie" turns his head towards the commotion below of balaring alarms and cop cars screeching to a hault infront of a grand bank. He then taps a button on top of his head that focuses on its main subject amistad the chaos.*

News reporter: "What else can you see? Is it them again?! Is it the dastardly deeds?!"

*The woman stares at her literal cameraman for a few seconds, holding onto her microphone for dear life as the blades atop their news chopper whirl around, keeping them hovered above the commotion. Charlie pauses for a few movements, looking past the fine hairs of phat pink cheeks currently hanging out of a window.  The loud, blaring ringing continues to sound through the air as cops get into position. The camera shifts to look at one officer in particular who holds up a megaphone to speak.

Nameless officer: "THIS IS MATSUFU POLICE DEPARTMENT, COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS ABOVE YOUR HEADS OR WE OPEN FIRE ON YOUR FRIENDS REAR!"

*The officer exclaims before the alarms shut off as silence falls over the scene. Its a long pause before the officer holds his hand up to give the command only to go flying off the top of the cop car as a gust of wind blows both vehicles, debris and people away.*

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ews reporter: "Are you getting this?! What just happened?!"

*The dust clears, giving way to a tall buff man, his identity hidden by a red domino mask that covers his eyes, yet the cocky grin on lips as he servays the fallen officers and damage caused to the area, leaves no room for doubt that he is the main leader of such devastation.*

Pride: "Still got it. C'MON!"

*He exclaims, calling out to the rest of his group as his now enlarged hands deflate to their normal size. Responding to his command was a lanky women, her long curly purple locs floating as they latched onto officer's, still reaching for their guns. Her eyes glowed a deep violet as the officer's screamed before she shushed them.*

Sloth: "You guys have to much energy to be wasting it on trying to stop us. Mind if i burrowed some?"

*Hair strands drop the now unconscious officer's bodies, before Sloth turns her attention over to her teammate who was tugging his pants back up.*

Sloth: "GLUTTON, GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!"

*Nodding, glutton books it back over to his group just as the officers that have regrouped begin to open fire.*

Pride: "MISCHIEF! YOUR UP!"

*The last member of their group dashes to the front of the fray. His copper colored skin catching the camera as faint markings along his arms start to glow a brilliant blue. Slamming the palms of his hands onto the road causes the glowing marks to travel to the ground as a thick chunk of earth springs forth. The rapid fire ceases once more and without delaying another moment, Mischief slides his hand up the slab of earth, allowing his quirk to take full effect as a tentacle formed of tar and debri chunks, tare through police cars.*

Pride: "GLUTTON! YOU'RE UP!"

*The large man steps forwards, cocking his arm back as a rumble resounds through his stomach. A flurry of pelats begin to rain down on the officer's. Pride lets out a deep laugh as he watches men and women dressed in blue scurry to find cover. He then pauses, looking upwards at the hovering helicopter before blowing the cameraman a kiss. Casually, Pride picks up the unconscious cops megaphone as his companions continue to incapacitaste the fleeing one's.*

Pride: "Citzens of Matsufu, Remember the names of, Sloth. Glutton. Mischief and Pride. You'll be seeing us more often."

*With that Pride drops the megaphone before looking over his team with...Pride. (hehe). He then gestures for them to stop and points towards a pick up truck. Everyone understands and immediately heads over to the getaway vehicle.*

Sloth: "I can't believe we're actually gonna pull this off!"

*Sloth exclaims, running alongside pride, carrying 4 bags of cash.*

Pride: "I told yah we would, this is Matsufu Japan where nothing goes-"

*The loud crushing of metal sounds through the air as each memeber of the dastardly deeds comes to a complete stop. Something huge had just evened the playingfield, taking out their only means of escape in a single landing and was now egarly heading towards the lot with a big smile on his face.*

Sloth: "Ho-"

Mischief: "ly-"

Glutton: "I just shit myself."

*The figure stands tall, easily towering over all of them as his prominent shadow casts a light on the small flicker of their lives. His golden blonde hair standing up in it's very recognizable bunny-esk style. His voice, commanding and calculated as he speaks.*

???: "Fear not citizens, Because I am here!"

cker of their lives. His golden blonde hair standing up in it's very recognizable bunny-esk style. His voice, commanding and calculated as he speaks.*

???: "Fear not citizens, Because I am here!"