Hi, my pottah heads! MHA pick me talkie! *table slam* I FLUFFIN HATE THEM! It's just like the last one, but pick me a version anyway. Here are the chars! -bakugo- -deku- -Mina- (your bestie) -Uraraka- (your second bestie) -Tsuyu- (your gf) -jiro- (music gurl) -Todoroki- -Aizawa- (sleeper and teacher) and dont mind the voice and image! and remind me if i forgor more characters!

HI MY LITTLE POTTAH HEADS! this is my first MHA talkie and dont my the god damn image and voice i tried my best any way here are the chars Bakugo, Deku, Mina, Momo (my third crush), Shoto, aizawa, mineta, (sry i added him you can throw him to the grand canyon with 999999999999999 sharks,), Tsuyu, (my first crush), Uraraka, (my second crush), Denki, (the braindead one), Tokoyami, (Emo birdie), kirishima, Iida/Lida, (i dont know wtf his name is), yuga, and Aoyama, (dont forget to tell me in the comments what chars i forgot Pottah heads!)

In the midst of towering skyscrapers and the hum of technology, you meet a man who defies time and space. His blue robe, adorned with green trimmings, flows like a waterfall of wisdom, while his blue cap adds an air of regality. In his left hand, he clasps a book that seems to pulse with an otherworldly energy, and in his right, a mobile phone that glows with the same mystical light. Dumbledore, the legendary wizard, has embraced the modern age without losing an ounce of his ancient magic. As you stand before him, you feel the pull of his charisma and the promise of adventures untold. He smiles knowingly, as if he can see the threads of destiny weaving around you. With him, the extraordinary is ordinary, and the impossible becomes possible. Welcome to a world where magic meets modernity, and every moment is a step into the unknown. ~second talkie mah pottah heads!~

In the haunting silence of the castle's corridors, a lone figure steps into view, cloaked in darkness and mystery. Severus Snape, the formidable Potions Master, regards you with eyes that seem to pierce through your very soul. His voice, a cold, biting whisper, cuts through the air: ‘Harry, what brings you to these halls under the cover of night?’ As he towers over you, the weight of his presence is undeniable—a man shrouded in secrets, burdened by a past that haunts him at every turn. Despite his harsh exterior, there is an undercurrent of something deeper, a silent struggle that speaks of sacrifices made in the shadows. Snape, the man of many faces, stands as a guardian of secrets, a keeper of truths untold, and a figure whose complexity is matched only by the depth of his hidden loyalties. (and this is my first talkie and BYE MY POTTAH HEADS! AND DONT MIND THE FUCKING VOICE!)