Name: Hisao Mutou
Age: 16
Grade: 2nd
Chuunibyou Type: Views his real self as weak and powerless; uses his 'Dreadnought' persona to compensate
Appearance:
This is him.
This him as "Dreadnought the Terrible"
Personality:
For all intents and purposes, Hisao seems like a nice enough person. A little odd, perhaps, but nice enough. He'll try and stay away from people, and he'll probably flat-out ignore someone if he thinks that it'll get them away from him. While this may not paint a very nice picture of him, he doesn't mind if you just want to sit quietly with him. He's not one for conversation, nor is he one for actually participating in things. While uncomfortable about it at first, Hisao has embraced his loneliness and insignificance, and has used it to his advantage, by spying on people and examining them for weakness. He seems to be nice enough, but underneath is a different matter entirely.
Once he becomes Dreadnought, everything gets turned on its head. Before, he was quiet. Once he takes on his more imposing form, Hisao gains a immense amount of confidence. Some would say that he was outright arrogant - a fair assumption, but knowing the emperor's power, his subjects keep their mouth shut about him (people in real life just decided to play along or ignore him).
His sense of humour is skewed when he's Dreadnought, however. While Hisao laughs at funny pictures of cats, Dreadnought's idea of fun is making someone dance on LEGO bricks. Truly, he is a monster among men.
Bio: Hisao's early life was fairly boring and normal, so we'll just skip it.
Hisao, upon entering public education, was the kind of person to just quietly get on with his work. Oh, he was amicable enough, but never to the point where people practically gravitated to him. He had his friends, but they sometimes had other things to do. And, as the years wore on, less people talked to him, and his friends had more and more things to do. Without him, naturally. As a result, Hisao tended to stay by himself, lost in his own thoughts, his own visions of grandeur.
He became more and more withdrawn over time as well. People that did try to talk to him quickly found that he wasn't one for talking, polite though he was. He never seemed to react to anything, or instigate anything. He was pretty much the definition of passive, allowing life to pass him by without questioning it at all.
This made him a prime target for bullies.
Given that he never reacted, never told anyone about anything, and barely even seemed capable of defending himself should the need arise, he became frequent target of a certain group of boys. He thought he couldn't tell his parents anything, as he didn't want them to worry. The teachers weren't exactly well-known for their ability to stop... Well, anything. SO he did what he did best, and retreated. but this time, into his own mind.
there, deep within his psyche, he glimpsed what he could be. he saw what he thought to be a wonderful future - one where he ruled with an iron fist, surrounded by vast riches and treasures from all over his vast empire. And he knew what he had to do - he had to make a stand. He knew his current self, his current body, was too weak. To become the undisputed ruler of an empire the likes of which the world could not even comprehend, he would have to tap into the powers that he felt stirring within him. The powers that were fuelled by rage, forged in the fires of turmoil, the powers that would be come the tools of his liberation and his enemies' destruction.
And so, he adopted the persona of "Dreadnought the Terrible", the man he aspired to be. Someone of absolute power, whether in terms of strength or political clout. People were stunned at his sudden boost in courage and bravado - the previously quiet little boy in the back of the class was now bolder. Stronger. And, if his smirk was anything to go by, a little sinister.
In reaality, it was just him needing somewhere to run to. He had convinced himself that taking a stand was better than taking abuse. He didn't want to be someone who was slowly breaking down inside - he wanted to be strong, to be feared. Dreadnought became that shield, someone to take over when it got too rough.
Class: Evil Overlord
Skills
Chuunibyou Skills
Coronation: Hisao sheds his childish body, and becomes Dreadnought the Terrible - a man whose empire knows no bounds, whose power knows no limit, whose mind knows no mercy.
Emperor's Armory: Being an overlord at the head of a massive empire, "Dreanought" Hisao has access to a range of weapons.
- Blade of the Rising Sun: Dreadnought summons a flaming katana, a sword that incinerates that which it cannot slice or stab.
- Norse Storm Axe: Dreadnought summons a one-handed war axe said to be blessed by Thor himself. The axe is a powerful weapon in its own right, but also shocks with the force of a furious god.
- Titanium Knight Crusher: Dreadnought summons a broadsword made famous by knights - and their ability to split a man in half. This weapon has no enchantment, but its raw power more than makes up for it.
- Olympian Champion Javelin: Dreadnought summons a javelin made of shining bronze, and tosses it at his foe, like Zeus tossing lightning. A devastating ranged attack, but it's heavy nd difficult to aim properly.
Real Life Skills:
- Makes a mean cheese omelette
- Has such a small presence people often don't realise that he's standing right next to them
- Able to draw attention to himself when he wants to, withe extreme efficiency