undertake-overhaul
undertake-overhaul
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I'm certain you don't belong here. Don't bother me.
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undertake-overhaul · 1 year ago
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in another life i wouldve really liked doing medical malpractice with you
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undertake-overhaul · 1 year ago
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I hope they know that my goals weren't selfish.
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undertake-overhaul · 3 years ago
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HELLO is this the same place or am I seeing things?? 🧐
Same layout, walls and floor
Same tree and butterfly
Same aeroplane on the wall (albeit higher up in the first pic)
Same patterned box
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What do you think, Chisaki stans? Is there something to this or does Horikoshi just lack imagination when it comes to drawing playrooms?
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undertake-overhaul · 3 years ago
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undertake-overhaul · 3 years ago
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I did not wish death for Eri. I just simply didn't want my work to go to waste. The things I said to her were things that were said to me as a child. My quirk was just as destructive. Perhaps what I said was... too much... But I didn't neglect her. She knew what candy was. Very bold of you all to assume she wasn't allowed any childish delights. ----Overhaul/Chisaki Kai (MHA/BNHA)
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undertake-overhaul · 3 years ago
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Dabi chapter 341
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undertake-overhaul · 3 years ago
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I'm so tired of canon.
I was a doctor for those that couldn't go to ones... Above ground.
I did extensive research to help those that needed it.
And I was damn good at it.
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undertake-overhaul · 3 years ago
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✖️ Shigaraki x Overhaul ✖️MHA: Episode 73
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undertake-overhaul · 3 years ago
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He just wants destruction
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undertake-overhaul · 3 years ago
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There were very very many members of the Yakuza that didn't have quirks. Many of them were older.... But not all.
They were valued more. It seemed to be tradition. Not a rule. But they sure were cocky.
Of course they began to die out as well.. many were arrested by heros. They were no match.
The Boss wouldn't listen. Insisted we never fight back. Senseless killing was against our honor, so they said.
He told me I was reckless growing up. Perhaps the was right.
Anyway... During my time there I spent countless hours studying anatomy. Human especially. Every vein, every bone, every muscle. Arteries, cells, organs... The more I came to understand how fragile the human body was, quirk or not, the more my fear of sickness grew.
It sure didn't take much for these finely tuned machines to start to deteriorate...
I was around nine when I started wearing gloves. I wore cloth masks long before that while I stil lived with my grandparents.
But I believe this was around the time I started getting hives from things I considered dirty. It was an obsessive compulsion of sorts. I didn't have any allergies...
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undertake-overhaul · 3 years ago
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I was a child obsessed with death.
A six year old that would watch other children in the orphanage and wonder if they would die from a scraped knee, a paper cut, a small bruise.
I wanted to know how it worked. Why it happened....
My quirk took hold. Much too strong for a six year old. I really could destroy, and create anew. There were no accidents... Not that I knew of.
I lived with my grandparents. We got along fine. Though one day I distinctly remember playing outside with the both of them. Holding hands in-between them... They swung me up, and down... It was nice.
Then my grandma dropped my hand, clutching her side. Something hurt her. Or was hurting her...
My grandfather rushed to her side... Next... Hospital trips. Over and over. A new doctor each week. None could diagnose what ailed her. Things grew distant. My quirk grew stronger. I could rearrange living matter. Plants, flowers, bugs....
Grandfather fell ill with the same illness. Doctors began to point fingers. My grandmother was getting worse by the day. Organ failure.
My grandfather said
"You made her sick. You have a disease."
The orphanage said he was losing his mind. Through pain and despair at losing his wife after losing his son and daughter in law.
I never saw them again.
I'm still not sure if it was my fault.
Kurono was a childhood friend of mine. We were both taken in by The Boss... Mainly for our quirks.
He enabled living things like rats and cats to slow their descent into death so I could practice operating on them... Odd... I know....
I finally found a home... But I developed .... Quite a few complexes along the way.
Hooray.
Ugh...
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undertake-overhaul · 3 years ago
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I'm... Still so sad that no one will ever get to know my real story. It didn't end. Not like that. ....oh well. ---- Overhaul
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undertake-overhaul · 4 years ago
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Screencap redraw + some doodles of this awful man
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undertake-overhaul · 4 years ago
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