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Yes Dalton, Tetsuo can be a second year if you'd like, actually that helps considerably.

Two months eh? And we actually haven't got anywhere fun yet, oh well we'll get there. I'm not really going anywhere so the only this'll die really is if you all vanish on me.
Brandon awoke early as he always did. But instead of rushing outside or taking a shower or something as many might do, he knelt down and prayed. It was routine for him, daily prayer was food for the soul after all. Eventually he would leave, but not for another hour or so. It was only the second day of the semester, no need to rush
After an hour and a half of praying and otherwise getting ready Brandon emerged from his dorm room, his black hair damp and silky after his shower. He walked slowly down the dull halls towards the courtyard where he knew food would be, Good, food. I'm frickin' starving. He eventually made it to the courtyard, the smells and sounds of many people and lots of cooking food assaulted his senses. They weren't unwelcome, in fact they reminded him of a festival or something, and festivals always had good food.

So Brandon started navigating the courtyard, scanning food stall after food stall until eventually he found what he was looking for. A light blue stand, who's sign depicted a red bowl with noodles, and peas, and meat spilling forth along with the broth and various other ingredients. His nose was filled with the smell coming from the stand, the smell of pure bliss in a bowl. Yes, this was a ramen stand, and one of Brandon's favorites.

There was no line surprisingly, so he approached casually and placed his order, handing the short, dark haired girl the required amount of currency. She was fairly good looking some might say, Brandon didn't really care though. Eventually he got his ramen and took a deep whiff before starting the search for a place to quietly sit and enjoy his food. Eventually he found a seat, an empty seat not to far away from a large group of students. From his seat though they shouldn't be much of a bother, unless they really got loud. So Brandon took a seat and began to quietly enjoy his ramen, silently observing those around him.
I'll get a post up in a few hours, definitely before tomorrow.
Alrighty.
Alright, done and done. Let me know if anything else needs changed.
Alright, might I ask why?
I'm here, and I have a CS! Thanks for waiting for me Pixel.

Name: Brandon Clark

Appearance: Brandon is a tall, well built individual standing around 6'1". He has shaggy, unkempt black hair and ice blue eyes. He wears a black trench-coat with gold accents, and a plain white badge that has a red crucifix on it sewn into the left bicep. Aside from his coat he wears a plain white button up shirt with a black vest, pants, and shoes.



Age: 19
Weight/height: See Appearance

Race: Human
Powers: Brandon has extensive training in light based magics, particularly with the Holy affinity. As such his spells are mainly used defensively, though he does have a few offensive ones.

Weapons:




Personality: Brandon is headstrong and confident, cynical and stubborn, yet courageous and stalwart. He's the type of guy who stands up for what he believes in and isn't afraid of the consequences. Yet he's not hard-headed, nor is he zealous. Despite being headstrong, stubborn and blunt to a fault Brandon knows when to keep his mouth shut. He's ultimately a pious person at heart, though he hates the bureaucracy and the corruption in the church, so he's adopted a slightly different view on theology then his superiors.

Other: Brandon is a member of the resurrected Knights Templar. Though they historically served as an army in the Crusades, the modern day incarnation has a much different purpose. As Brandon himself would say, "I'm no priest. In fact, if a priest is a shepherd, then I'm the dog he uses to coral his flock."
Well as I alluded to, Satoru does in fact have a place for students to purchase food, though it's pretty lowbrow stuff. Mainly various types of breads and rolls.

Edit: Also all the new characters have been added to the OP and the list has now been divided by years, because SOMEONE had the idea and had to make me work *grumble grumble*

Also for you second and third years who apparently don't really have anyone to interact with, if you want me to come up with some NPCs for you just ask. Or you could hunt dow-I mean accidentally run into your underclassmen in the halls or something. Entirely up to you.
Winter has unfortunately not posted anywhere on the RPG in 3 weeks, so therefore I've decided to move on without her. She's still a part of the RP and like Haru and Grim can return whenever they are able.

Now all first year PCs are in the same class, as are all second and third years. It's easier that way. Also I want you guys to pay absolutely no heed to the rumors if your characters wouldn't. By no means should you feel obligated to pay them any mind. So, figure out what you guys are doing for lunch, get some interactions going and we'll move on after that.
The principal took Nanase's offered hand, his eyes gleaming with pride and what looked to be admiration. "Well said Nanase Suzu, I expected no less of you." He took the mic and stared out at the crowd once more, examining a few faces before speaking. "That concludes the grand ceremony of Satoru Academy. Now some of you may have noticed that you are all seated according to class. So when the doors open here in the next few moments you will follow your teacher to your new homeroom. Starting with first year class A on through third year class E."

He paused, as if some thought had wondered into his mind and his face took on a wicked grin. "Oh that's right, I forgot something students. One more thing........" He held up his left hand high in the air, palm outstretched. Giving the signal for the entire stage to ignite in fireworks and flares. Small explosions of many colors went off above the students heads and the walls were ablaze with sparklers and flashing lights. And above all of this Raijin Satoru's voice rang throughout the auditorium. "WELCOME! TO SATORUUUUUU ACADAMYYYYYYYY!" And with that the fireworks display ceased and fizzled out, with the principal nowhere to be seen. Not even Nanase Suzu who was standing next to him saw where he went. But the doors to the auditorium were open and just as the first students were getting up a torrential downpour of glitter covered the entire student body like a fresh blanket of snow.

Mr. Akida tried to dust some of the glitter off of his helmet but to no avail. So with naught but a sigh he put it back on his head. "Class 1-A form up! To me students!" He called as he made his way to the door, and so the students left from 1-A all the way to 3-E.

Akida and his class entered the classroom that they would stay for the entire school year, it was pretty ordinary. Wooden desks, tiled floors, big windows. "Alright students take your seats. And if there's any disputes settle it civilly or I'll have to get involved." The way he made the last part sound was clear that he was a no nonsense type of person. When everyone was seated he took a stand at the desk at the head of the classroom. "Sicut erat in principio academiae!" He put his right fist to his heart in a salute and began writing on the chalkboard. "Yoshimitsu Akida, which is Akida-Sensei to you. I am your homeroom teacher and will also be your history teacher." With that he placed the chalk down and turned to face the class. "Nunc welps! Attendite!" He shouted before going into the standard first lesson.
An average height, rugged brown haired man wearing glasses led the second years of class C to their classroom which was identical to every other. "students if you'd please seat yourselves we can get started." The man spoke just loud enough to be heard but lacking any kind of force or authority. After all were seated he took a piece of chalk and started writing his name on the chalkboard behind him. "My name is Sanosuke Kogami." He pushed his glasses closer to his eyes with his right hand. "I'll be your homeroom teacher this year as well as the math teacher. So, let's get started." He rubbed his unshaven jaw as he flipped through his lesson book. "Now we'll start with some simple equations....."
A short, yet stout woman with chestnut brown hair tied into a loose bun led the third years of class B to their classroom, which was simple and boring, much like you'd expect from any classroom. Desks, windows, a chalkboard. "Students take your seats, I want no fights you hear me?" She stood at the door with her hands fold behind her back as the students all settled to their seats. She walked up to the chalkboard and began writing her name. "As you probably know I am Yumi Taichi, it's a pleasure to see you all again. I will be your homeroom teacher this year, as well as the English* teacher." She started leafing through her lesson book, finding what she was looking for she glanced up at her class. "So, shall we begin?"

After about an hour of lessons the lunch bell rang, signaling to everyone on the premises that it was time for a break. And so teachers took their leave for their lunch and students left quickly or slowly depending on how eager they were. And as some made their way to the cafeteria where food was sold, various students could be heard talking. "Hey did you hear the rumor?"
"No, what?"
"That if you gaze into the fountain in the park after midnight you'll see the future!"
"Pssh, no way. That's gotta be some kind of fairytail."
"I dunno man, why we don't go check it out?"
"Hmm, let me think, no."
*English, Japanese, I honestly have no clue. She teaches a language.
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