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Onryo Hunters - A ghost-battling magical girl/boy RP

@Strawberry Yep looks great, accepted!

The Fairies Adventure

@InnerFlame @Randomness

And the pirate guy was back, having deemed this a good time to stuff his face with pastries. Zircon bit back a groan. At least he didn't jump to blaming the dark fairies as Sky had done, instead suggesting an investigation, and heading off to search for clues.

With a nod, Zircon followed him to the ballroom - and gasped as someone barrelled in, crashing right into the statue that had once been Coralie. "Be careful!" Voice rising in desperation, she stretched her arm out and darted forward, but thankfully the newcomer had grabbed hold of Coralie in a dance-like move and steadied her. Placing a hand over her thudding heart and breathing a huge sigh of relief, Zircon landed next to the windswept blue-haired fairy, on whom the situation quickly dawned.

“Were these fairies turned into stone?”

In response to the newcomer's question, Zircon gave a grim nod. "Just now. We're trying to figure out how it happened, and who did this." As several pastries bounced off of her head and shoulders, she rolled her eyes upwards at the wannabe pirate, who scanned the area from the chandelier. "Which would be easier without the rain of sweets." Sweeping crumbs out of her hair, she flew around the room, her gaze darting this way and that for any hints.

Onryo Hunters - A ghost-battling magical girl/boy RP

@Strawberry Looks mostly good, you just need to add her abilities though, and mention how she met Senka in her bio. And that's ok, applications are still open for you and one other person who showed interest, then I'll mark the RP as full.

Pokemon: Ascendancy

@Ambra

Astrid didn't want to take in what she was hearing. She'd held on to Fiona's theory that it was nothing, that Ryker had simply left his apartment a mess and taken a walk. She'd been plenty disorganised herself at his age. However, Hyacinth's explanation made the possibility unlikely. She clenched her fists in her lap, fingers digging into the fabric of her bodysuit. Even though she didn't know the champion well, the thought of him being kidnapped was nothing short of surreal.

And to make matters worse, Hyacinth was still treating the competition as the be all and end all. Astrid's mouth dropped open. As hyped as she'd been about competing, didn't Ryker's situation take priority? As well as the safety of the gym leaders? Hyacinth's insistence that they all stay out of it was the point where she had to say something.

"Sir, in some regions, looking into matters like this is part of a gym leader's duty." She probably sounded every bit the idealist who watched too many action movies, but they were all meant to be strong trainers here. What was the point of said strength if they couldn't make good use of it? Shouldn't there be more to the league than mere entertainment? "Plus, if there's no champion, there'll be no league anyway." If she put it in purely pragmatic terms, maybe Hyacinth would understand. Emphasis on maybe. Ok, who was she kidding. Still, Hestia had the right idea, and Astrid would keep backing her up.

Pokémon Knights

Calli is expertly misreading all the signals Willow's giving off xD

Pokémon Knights

@TheNoCoKid @FrogRFlowR

Calliope's sigh of relief came out as a strained laugh. The new girl was thankfully ok, but still, that wasn't a great start to the year for either of them. As Okido was quick to point out.

"Ehhh..." Calliope couldn't help inching back. As much admiration as she had for the ronin, he still intimidated her, even after a year of having known him. It was his air of mystery, his tales of his achievements, and of course the fact that he'd tamed a Gyarados. Trying her best to hide this, she forced a chuckle at the nickname he'd called her by yet again. "Technically that's dragon girl! Rawwwwrrr!" She considered reminding him that an Altaria was more of a dragon than a Gyarados was, but thought better of it.

By her side, Seraphine chirped with laughter, before fussing over her and neatening up her hair. "Oh Sera." Grinning, Calliope reached up to pet her. "No need for that, it'll get messed up again anyway..." She and Seraphine both startled at the sudden yell from the dorms, followed by a cacophony of steel on steel. She nodded up at Okido. "Wow, sounds like it." Okido wasn't the only one who could be scary, Kaizer having quite the impressive presence too.

A glance around the training grounds revealed the task ahead - pick a partner and, ugh, go over the boring old mundane drills. Calliope bit back a sigh. Why couldn't they all train with their Unity abilities? Weren't those their main skills? There was nothing quite like the sensation of lightness and freedom that Unity mode granted her, even if the occasional accident did happen when she kept up Dragon Dance too long. Even so, she grabbed two wooden swords from a barrel and headed over to the green-haired girl, who looked rather less than comfortable as others chortled about the mishap. Calliope winced inwardly. She had to make it up to her somehow.

"Hey, again, apologies." She gave a friendly smile, hoping to put her at ease. "You up for sparring?"

Onryo Hunters - A ghost-battling magical girl/boy RP

@Wayward Nice, the vengeful anti-hero, and you put good limits on her power. Also, nothing wrong with multiple images. Accepted, feel free to move her over!

Onryo Hunters - A ghost-battling magical girl/boy RP

Fall was in the air, and with it, melancholy. Leaves skittered around trudging feet as students headed home, another school year ahead after the holidays. The days were growing shorter, the grey sky steadily darkening. And some felt the fading of summer's cheer more than others.

Somewhere in the distance, notes from a koto lyre sounded. A melody in minor, that would have induced shivers, had its recipients been able to hear it. A couple walking down the street paid the song no heed as they bickered, but as the atmosphere turned thick with bitterness, their argument intensified.

A joyless laugh. Another eerie tune. Inside an apartment, a young boy's breathing sped up with anxiety as he pored over his homework.

Spectral fingers plucked at strings, the melody carrying through an unseen dimension. The figure wasn't alone. She danced past drifting forms, in and out of their earshot, their auras of malice growing as they absorbed the song's curse.

In the material world, shadows lengthened, and the streets began to quiet as people headed home for the day. When the public's activity decreased, that of the hunters would increase. The Onryo too, with their growing strength, would also relish the hunt.

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"Well this was a waste of time and money. Nearly closing time, and nothing spooky's happened yet."

Overhearing the not-quite-whisper, Kasumi glanced at the group of teens gathered around the table. She bit the inside of her cheek. The rumours about Chiba Cafe being haunted had yet to subside. They'd been correct, but seeing people treat it as source of entertainment made her feel sick. She continued clearing the little rustic tables, reminding herself she couldn't blame them. They didn't know the full story.

She looked up from the tray as another comment piqued her attention.

"I sure hope we have better luck at the Fujiki. As far as haunted hotels go, I've heard it's quite something."

A girl leaned forward, nodding. "Ohh yep, as well as all those reports of weird chills in the night? Apparently a fight broke out the other day. Some guy even got arrested. That's been happening more and more often, out of nowhere. And pretty recently, a woman tried to jump off of the roof."

Kasumi's stomach clenched as she watched the other two teens' eyes shine. "Yeesh, there's gotta be something lurking around there," one of them replied. "No wonder hardly anyone stays there any more. Oh well, we can make up for that, if you're both brave enough."

A chuckle. "Yep, just don't snap and beat us up or anything... Hey!" The girl's eyes flicked to Kasumi. "What's your problem?"

"Eheheh, nothing!" Kasumi took a step back and bowed. "Sorry. Just, uhh... wondering if you wanted anything else?" She cringed, staring down at her tray. Considering the time, that excuse wouldn't fly.

"Nah, we're good." The customer scraped her chair back and stood, the others following suit. "Alright, ready for the fright of your lives?"

Laugher and banter faded as they left. Kasumi, hurrying from table to table to make up for her lapse just now, mentally prepared herself for her next task. Hotel Fujiki. This whole hunter thing still overwhelmed her, but she could do this. All she had to do was be more like the few other hunters she'd met...

"Aaah!" In her rush, she'd stacked too many glasses onto the tray, which wobbled and crashed to the floor in an explosion of fragments. Several customers turned. "S-Sorry!" Kasumi, scrambling to gather up the pieces, felt the weight of their stares. Was she really suitable hunter material?

...

Nonetheless, shortly after cleaning up the mess and consulting the Internet for research of the area, Kasumi was on her way to Hotel Fujiki. She gazed at the building's silhouette against the dusk sky. With its quaint design and hanging flower baskets, it looked like a pleasant little resort. The stories she'd found online, backing up the teens' words, said otherwise - as did the hostile presence emanating from it, growing stronger as she neared.

"Well, we're here," she whispered, reaching into her bag and taking out a small tea kettle. "Ready?"

The kettle's metallic tanuki head nodded, as if jointed. "Looks as good a place as any for a tea party," Bunbuku replied. "Ready."

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On a bench under street lamps, a blonde teen sat, tapping at her phone.

Ghostlight: So! Any oogie-boogie activity going on tonight? Who's up for showing those ghosts who the real scary ones are?

With the group chat she and several other hunters had started up, Burabura couldn't accuse her of being disorganised any more. Well, the chochin-obake would anyway, but that wasn't the point. Solidarity and strength in numbers were important. After all, wasn't that how people in horror movies screwed up, by failing to stick together?

Wasn't that how she'd screwed up, all those years ago?

Ukiko sighed, refreshing the page - and looked up, a hint of cursed energy catching her attention like a whiff of smoke. A woman in a carer's uniform trudged past, face expressionless, the trace of corruption lingering around her.

"Hey!" Ukiko jumped up. "Hey is everything ok there?" The woman didn't reply, didn't even seem to notice her. She simply kept shuffling on like a sleepwalker. "Can you hear me?" Again, no answer. Worry souring to panic, Ukiko followed her to the outskirts, where a forest stretched ahead. She winced, goosebumps breaking out all over her skin. Forests weren't exactly her favourite place, but she couldn't afford to be a wuss about this. Especially as another figure drew closer, then another, in the same hypnotic state as the woman. Eyes darting from the scenario to her phone, she typed up a hurried message.

Ghostlight: Ok we've got a situation. People acting like zombies, heading to the woods on the edge of town. I can feel something in there, something BAD.

She pocketed her phone and darted after the hypnotised group, fumbling to open her bag. She didn't feel great about keeping Burabura stuck in there, but there wasn't exactly another way to hide her. The blue lantern floated out, lighting up with a ghostly gleam as her single eye opened. "Whoever's in there," Ukiko panted, "they're no match for us!"

"Be careful-bura!" The chochin-obake bobbed by her side, casting light over their surroundings. "Onryo may have been growing stronger lately, but this one's something else-bura! At least wait for other hunters to show up and help-bura!"

Fists clenched as she ran, Ukiko could tell Burabura was right. The aura of malice pervading the area was nothing short of oppressive, and the further she ventured, the more the temperature dropped. "There's no time," she said, breath rising as mist. "We can't let anything happen to these people. So let's out-spook whoever's doing this!" With a deep breath, she mustered her power and stepped forward, into another dimension.

In a flash of light, a frilled Victorian-style getup replaced her casual dress, her skin taking on the same pallor and blue-green glow as her clothes. She and Burabura were the only sources of colour, the trees appearing grey and misty, the people resembling vague silhouettes. Only when she drew close could she see their features. Shoulders squared in an attempt to quell her trembling, she stared into the distance. "Quit hiding and show us what you're made of!"

Onryo Hunters - A ghost-battling magical girl/boy RP

Well, someone else is interested, so I'll allow just that one application along with Wayward's and Strawberry's.

Also, made another character (or rather, remade her from a magical girl RP that didn't last long). She was ghost themed in general last time round, so I figured she'd fit in this RP, with a few tweaks.

IC will be up very shortly! Since we have a larger cast than planned, the RP will start out with two groups, you can choose which one to be in.

Onryo Hunters - A ghost-battling magical girl/boy RP

@mellowdy A timid guy with explosive powers, I like it! Accepted.

@Scribe of Thoth Hahaha I was hoping some people would go with the more bizarre tsukumogami! Also accepted.

Hmm so we have more people than I originally planned, it'll take some extra effort on my part to keep things manageable, but I'm happy to do that. After Wayward and Strawberry post their characters though, I'll probably close applications.