Renny

My hero Acadamia: the story of class 101

Meruem Kiryu - @OrizaSaucer @LeamonZest89 @manapool1 @Azure Flame

No, no! he barked and growled silently. I need to know, he's at school right? Yea. he has to be, I'll get answers from him!

Meruem sprinted through the gates of U.A., dodging the slow students and meandering teachers. As he got to his classroom, he slammed the door open and peered... at a new student. A new student who was sitting in the Engine-Kids' seat. Tsk! I didn't even catch his name, There was something about what was going on, something that plunged his gut into a corkscrew. He held his stomach to keep his breakfast together and quickly clamped his mouth with the other to hid his frown.

Through muffled words he apologized to the new girl. "Sorry, I didn't... Didn't mean to startle anyone." He made a beeline for his seat. He plopped his bag down, stuffed his hands in his pockets, and leaned back. His body was being ravaged by jitters and excess energy. Calm down, Meruem! It was a joke, a horrible one but a joke nonetheless. The teacher will know. Wraith the Hero, will know.

He let his body ease, first reluctantly, then forcibly. He pushed his anxiety beneath the hungry waves and allowed himself to smile. Out of some need... or want, he found, Haley's face. "Morning everyone," he said before noticing what he shouldn't have missed before. Another new student, burning and sparking, sizzling and warm. He pushed his seat from beneath him, his smile turning into a excited grin. "Hi, I'm Meruem Kiryu. What's ya name?"

Monster hunter: Story of Cantarco village.

---

Armend Kinora ⚔

Armend's hair veiled his laughing eyes as he forced a smirk back. The world was so big, so huge, that it had literally everyone and everything possible inside its massive grasp. One just needed to know where to look to find the elusive dwarf. He lifted his head up, all hints of a smile gone and stared at the elderly woman. She's so small, he thought to himself, while sauntering towards the wall of weapons.

He eyed each of them with equal importance, as if a single detail would dictate his choice. When he scoured them for the second time, his attention was drawn by to the dual blades. He narrowed his gaze, imagined himself twisting and dancing with them in his hands. Suddenly his eyes were lit with life. "These! I want these!" He reached out to them, took them off the wall, and crudely swung them around. It was obvious he lacked the skills to actually use them.

"And I can have this for free, Lady?"

Monster hunter: Story of Cantarco village.

---

Armend Kinora ⚔

From his self-loathing place on the ground, he had missed the clinquant ocean. He stood to his boots, scratched his head and wondered. H-How did I miss this? Suddenly he wasn't as hot as before, his skin was still sticky with heat but now he felt the ocean's wet-whisper on his skin.

The young boy who was annoyingly eager for his arrival had led him to some pretty big shack. Armend followed casually, his hands locked behind his head as he took glances at his surroundings. There were elderly people everywhere. The few young people he had spotted weren't capable of stealing a kiss, forget wielding a blade or hunting monsters.

"Hey kid-" he blurted, wondering just whose home he was banging on.

When the door opened to revealed tanned-skinned girl with an eye-patch on. Armend raised a brow, cupped his chin in his hand, and glanced her up and down. She wasn't anything special. Her appearance told stories of hardship and callous work. It invoked some form of respect... or pity. As she stared, he fitted on his shirt and strode pass her into the shack. He pressed his hand firm against his head, poked his chin out a bit out of habit, looking near condescending, and smiled a princely, powerful, grin.

"I'm just gonna be blunt here, Pops, this shabby little village needs a Hunter, right? well look me up and down, inspect me, tell me you don't see greatness in these eyes of mines."

Monster hunter: Story of Cantarco village.

---

Armend Kinora ⚔

Armend felt cooked, hot to the very core of his being. He had looked at the volcano from a far and like an idiot, overestimated himself. His clothes were hanging off his torso and around his waist, dangling over the thick belt that acted fashionably and reasonably. There was something to be said about anything or anyone that could get his clothes off.

"Arghhhhh, what the fuck!" he screamed between labored breathes.

He trudged onward, the entrance to the village in sight now. "Who the hell told you being a Hunter would be fun? Oh yea, it was you dumbass. Trekking up a volcano must be pure jubilee for Hunters, either that or they're brains are fried from doing it." In a moment of aggravation, Armend finally yelled. "Who builds villages on volcanoes!!!"

To be honest, trekking up the super-hot mountain would had been easier if he hadn't jogged most of the way up there. So excited by testing his grit that he denounced his body's need for moisture. It all started when he read that a villager, in a village a few leagues back,
had completed the climb in an hour. The man's brother had said it would never be done again. Well... Armend had just done it in under forty minutes. Take that you rat bastard, thought Armend while he clawed his way through dirt roads; all in hopes that he was heading towards the Hunter's Guild.

My hero Acadamia: the story of class 101

@OrizaSaucer Welcome to the Rp :D

My hero Acadamia: the story of class 101

Meruem Kiryu

Meruem waited at his desk in the classroom, his elbow propped up so that it could hold his cheek. It had been him and a few others that had returned to class first. The moment he saw Haley walk in, with Lucas in tow, he figured he was the friend she had upset. He smiled at her and gave a wave. His smile was quaint, yet sly with his hope for her endeavor.

When did those two get so close?

Rebirth: Return of the Dragons!

@The One It'll definitely evolve into him recognizing it as sensing. As some variance of surreal precognition. When he realizes its not his normal senses and is some sixth sense, he'll start calling it sense then. Is that okay? or I could just start changing it now.

Rebirth: Return of the Dragons!

@The One To avoid a lengthy explanation, Its more or less the Primordial Darkness. It represents a lot of negative things in the macroverse. Danger, vileness, emptiness, loneliness, and other foul stuff of the sort. I described the warning as a scent because I figured that would be the closest thing a primal, wild, predator like a Dragon would compare it too.

Monster hunter: Story of Cantarco village.

"Don't you get it, I've decided to give it my all. No one is going to get in my way now. Your land, your riches, your dignity! You shitty despicable old man, I want everything you cherish... And I'll take it by force if need be." - Armend Kindora to the Village Chief Cluser Yulmen

Name: Armend Kindora (Armas)
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Height: 6'1"

Preferred Weapon: Dual Swords

Likes: The Hunt, Physical Exertion, and Exploration.

Dislikes: Commitment, Authoritative Figures.

Personality: Armend expects, demands, and will ultimately snatch freedom away for himself if the need should arise. In his village he was disregarded for having neither parents or advocates. He can be sarcastic and cynical, mostly because of the way his village treated him or the "Abandoned" as they liked to call him. However, he has grown fond of the warmth that sprouts when receiving thanks from others. When he's on the hunt he often become narrow-minded and stubborn. The only thing that really seems to rattle him is the mention of family.

Short Backstory: Armend was left in his former village by his father. The people there, the Village Chief in particular were nasty to the one's they nicknamed "Abandoned". The village had become famous as a dumping ground for the unwanted decades ago. After years of abuse, Armend staged a show of rebellion, telling the chief he'd eventually take everything the man held dear. He left the village to become a hunter soon after that, seeing it as the easiest method of gaining wealth and fame. Two things he would need to snatch the so-called "throne". He found his way to Cantarco, hoping to start his new career off with a bang.

Monster hunter: Story of Cantarco village.

"Don't you get it, I've decided to give it my all. No one is going to get in my way now. Your land, your riches, your dignity! You shitty despicable old man, I want everything you cherish... And I'll take it by force if need be." - Armend Kindora to the Village Chief Cluser Yulmen

Name: Armend Kindora (Armas)
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Height: 6'1"

Preferred Weapon: Dual Swords

Likes: The Hunt, Physical Exertion, and Exploration.

Dislikes: Commitment, Authoritative Figures.

Personality: Armend expects, demands, and will ultimately snatch freedom away for himself if the need should arise. In his village he was disregarded for having neither parents or advocates. He can be sarcastic and cynical, mostly because of the way his village treated him or the "Abandoned" as they liked to call him. However, he has grown fond of the warmth that sprouts when receiving thanks from others. When he's on the hunt he often become narrow-minded and stubborn. The only thing that really seems to rattle him is the mention of family.

Short backstory: Armend was left in his former village by his father. The people there, the Village Chief in particular were nasty to the one's they nicknamed "Abandoned". The village had become famous as a dumping ground for the unwanted decades ago. After years of abuse, Armend staged a show of rebellion, telling the chief he'd eventually take everything the man held dear. He left the village to become a hunter soon after that, seeing it as the easiest method of gaining wealth and fame. Two things he would need to snatch the so-called "throne". He found his way to Cantarco, hoping to start his new career off with a bang.