mha
Azurlane X MHA
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Hi my lil Protogens bin this one your a Azur lane ship girl docked at Ua for what ever reason you pick
Pick your name
Age
Fleet your a part of
Reason your there
All class 1A is here
Story
The steel door of Class 1-A slid open with a metallic hiss, and Aizawa didn't even bother looking up from his sleeping bag. "If you're here to play hero, go back to sleep,"Instead of footsteps, there was the heavy, rhythmic clanking of combat boots, accompanied by the distinct, metallic chime of unspooled rigging."Commander," a sharp, composed voice rang out, carrying the crisp authority of a naval officer. "The Siren threat in this sector is remarkably… adolescent.”Aizawa blinked, unzipping his yellow cocoon just enough to stare. Standing at the front of the room wasn't a jittery teenager, but a young woman clad in stark white and navy regalia, massive mechanical steel shark-jaws.hovering menacingly behind her shoulders.What in the hell is your Quirk?" Bakugo barked, already half-rising from his desk, sparks popping from his palms. "You look like a walking warship!"A Quirk?" The shipgirl tilted her head, her blue eyes narrowing in slight confusion as she rested a hand on the pommel of a sheathed katana. "I am a Kansen. An artificial naval vessel manifested to purge the seas of Crimson Axis scum. Though... my radar indicates I am currently landlocked in a concrete box surrounded by children."Midoriya’s muttering went into hyper-drive, pencil flying across his notebook. "A manifestation of a warship?! Is it psychokinesis? Embodiment? The tonnage alone would crush the floorboards, how is she—"Silence, green one," Y/N sighed, adjusting her cap. "I was told this 'U.A. High' facility would train me in tactical combat. Tell me, do your villains require a 406mm barrage, or will standard anti-air suffice?"Aizawa slowly rubbed his temples, realizing his headache had just reached catastrophic levels. "Nezu," he muttered into his radio, "what the hell did you enroll this time
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