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Deal with the Devil: A High School DxD RP

@Guess Who Doing well, probably have a post up, soonish.

Deal with the Devil: A High School DxD RP

Takenori Ryuunosuke

Ryuunosuke ran as quickly as his legs could take him. As predicted, his wounds were fully recovered by the time he had returned home, and after swiping the notes he made a beeline straight back to the academy. His estimation of thirty-minutes was on point, more or less, and while he was moving fast enough to be looked at with wonder, he was still slow enough that no-one would immediately suspect anything supernatural. That being said, if he passed by anyone with acute sensory capabilities it would be obvious he was pumping ki through his body to speed him up slightly.

He stopped in front of the school, having hardly broken a sweat despite the speed and distance that he had just run. Immediately, students loitering at the gates stepped away from him. Those he walked by wouldn't even dare meet his eyes. It was the usual treatment. He did, after all, have an admittedly accurate reputation as a delinquent, and his appearance didn't exactly endear himself to others. Moreover, while it was well known that he wouldn't pick a fight with weaklings, or actively bully other students, what had happened to those people that he did fight was well known, if not slightly exaggerated.

It was not uncommon, after all, for some overconfident genius to challenge him to a fight. Such a thing occurred every once-in-a-while, with the challenger most often being someone who was new around the area and had no idea who he was asides his reputation, or someone who'd gone and gotten cocky after having a few victories under his name, and while he didn't start fights with weaklings, he would gladly end one with an idiot. Unfortunately for his opponents, once Ryuunosuke got started, he didn't stop easily.

Against mundane people it was true that Ryuunosuke limited himself, fighting with nothing more than his battle-forged body and inborn instincts, however, that did not mean he held back. On the contrary, it didn't matter who his opponent was - whether they be unfortunate delinquents or a passing yakuza, Ryuunosuke treated them all the same, and word of what he'd done to them circulated around town with surprising alacrity. Some were inclined to disbelieve them, but for the normal student, they felt it best not to take any chances. It was easy to be intimidate by him, after all.

He passed through the corridors of the school practically unhindered. Not even teachers were willing to bump into him if they could help it . . . well, most of them anyway. Eventually, he reached the other side of the school, at the very end of the building, where the club he was supposed to deliver the documents for sensei was located.

Just outside of said room, a shabby looking girl with messy black hair loitered about, gaming device in hand. Ryuunosuke took a moment to note that, strangely enough, the girl smelled of alcohol.

Huh. This was the Animal Appreciation Club right? What the hell was a girl like this doing here? She looked like someone who'd rather be out stealing pocket money or glaring down any poor sucker that looked at her funny.

Anyway, on to business. "Oi, angel-face, this the Animal Appreciation Club? I got some documents that need signing, pronto. . ." He approached the girl to hand her the documents, before pausing just as he was right in front of her.

There was something weird with the girls circulation of chakra. It was moving in areas that didn't seem to exist - it felt as though she had an extra pair of ears and a tail, despite nothing being visible to the naked eye. Not to mention . . .

The girl was damn strong. A lot stronger than your run-of-the mill thug. Hell, she was on par with a moderately strong devil, if the vibes he felt coming off her were any indication.

Ryuunosuke suddenly broke into a huge grin, his expression absolutely feral. His blood-thirsty nature suddenly came to the forefront as he was presented with an opportunity for what he would deem an extremely satisfactory opponent.

"Heh-he, to think that someone like you was hidin' right here at school. I need to stop cuttin' classes," he remarked to himself derisively. "Say, what's a devil like you doin' at a school like this?" A reckless question, but Ryuunosuke was hardly someone who cared about such things like subtly. The sooner the girl knew that he knew what she was, then the sooner he could get a fight out of her. Maybe. She might be one of those pacifistic types, despite her looks, which would suck massively.

Deal with the Devil: A High School DxD RP

@Jangel13 I'd want to be the protagonist of Dark Souls.

. . . fuck that noise, I wanna be a Dragon Age MC.

Deal with the Devil: A High School DxD RP

@Guess Who Can't be helped - she's the only one who isn't hot-blooded, snarky, violent, etc. I'm betting she'd be Tsukimi's refuge from audacity.

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@Guess Who Am now intensely curious as to how an encounter with Ryuunosuke and Nora would go.

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"One, two, three, four . . . around twenty? Eh, good enough."

Ryuunosuke turned around, exiting the room he had been using as a hiding spot while observing his newest prey from a distance. They were situated in a building just opposite of this one, and likely weren't aware that he was watching them, and even if they were, they probably dismissed him as another thug or squatter living in the area. This part of town was full of them after all, so what was one more? Either way, they probably couldn't imagine anything like what he had planned for them happening.

He'd caught wind of them a week ago. For thugs, they stood out immediately even in the slum areas, because they didn't act it. They were too professional, too disciplined. They weren't two-bit muscle cashing on some quick money via a bit of rough-housing, and they certainly not delinquents that just hung out in these places to act tough. They had more purpose, and a bit of digging uncovered that purpose.

Ryuunosuke tolerated a lot of things, but drug-trafficking was a no-no. It wasn't happening, not in his town and not on his watch. Of course, the truth of the matter was that stopping the trafficking was only a side bonus, and not quite his main objective.

He was aware that the town fell to some devils jurisdiction, but that was on a mere technicality and it wasn't as though he actually acknowledged their authority, after all, who died and made him king? In any case, they would only act when it came to something concerning the supernatural, not something like this. Things like mundane thugs and street fights weren't something they would bother themselves with - all the better really, because that left more fun for him. It was often that he skipped school whenever he found a good place to let loose, like now.

He stepped out of the abandoned building, rotating his shoulders lightly on the way out to get them warmed up. He wasn't using ki or Senjutsu for this one, oh no, that privilege was for a different kind of enemy. For normal humans, his flesh and blood would suffice just fine.

He approached the guards standing outside of what was probably their headquarters. A low flat with that was connected to several apartments. A bit run-down but otherwise nothing suspicious. The perfect place for a hideout, in hindsight.

The three guards on watch turned as he approached, on of them reaching into his jacket for what Ryuunosuke was sure was a gun, from the way his wrist was angled; he had to wonder how he got his hands on it and if the others possessed one as well. It didn't really matter much in the long run though.

"What do you want kid?" the thug scowled. Ryuunosuke smirked back at him, and just as the man was about to snap at him in irritation, his leg shot out and buried itself into his chest. The man barely had time to comprehend what happened to him before his eyes bulged out of his sockets and he was set flying back, the force of the blow no doubt shattering several ribs and taking him out of the fight. The other two guards barely had time to react before a set of hands snapped out towards them palm first, and cracking them squarely on the jaw. They dropped like puppets with their strings cut even as Ryuunosuke strolled idly past them, a bit disappointed by how little of a fight they put up. If the others inside didn't up their game, then this trip will have been a waste of time.

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He plowed through the other guards with annoying ease as he made his way to the center of the flat, where they were undoubtedly storing their goods. He was also bored out of his mind - he'd skipped classes just to make it here in the afternoon, where their activity would be at their peak, where they should have been at their most alert, instead, he'd been greeted by weaklings and chumps who didn't know their fist from their ass.

When he thrust open the doors of the room, he grinned. Inside, over a dozen men were standing at attention. Some of them had guns drawn and aimed squarely at him. The person standing at their center, a man with dirty blonde-dyed hair and wearing an expensive looking denim jacket, was from what he knew, the ringleader, and he was scowling at him deeply.

"Alright kid, I don't know who you are or-"

That was about as far as he got before Ryuunosuke jumped right into the middle of the crowd, a mad grin on his face. He took the the boss-man out first, smashing his fist into his face where he was rewarded with a satisfying crunch. Being where he was, the thugs with guns couldn't open fire lest they accidentally hit one of their own; he turned to them next.

For the next ten minutes, Ryuunosuke became a whirlwind of punches and kicks, barely taking any damage himself as he brought down thug after thug. By the end of it all, each and every one of them were on the floor, unconscious and in the cases of others, heavily injured. He was pretty sure some of them wouldn't be fighting for a long while, and he was damn certain that at least two of them weren't qualified to become fathers after what he'd done.

As for himself, while not completely unscathed, he had come out relatively fine - asides from an additional bullet hole in his thigh. He'd work on that on the way back home. In any case, it was a relatively satisfying fight, even if none of them were any good individually, they made up for it in quantity. He noticed that the number of people had increased from when he had entered the room, so there were more of them out there than he'd originally counted.

His job done, Ryuunosuke left a call to the police using one of the downed thugs cellphones, and strolled out with a slightly limp. It would be healed by the time he got home, but it was probably going to leave a scar.

He got to a nearby park, and took note of the time. School had just finished so that meant he'd been waiting there for around an two hours. Come to think of it, wasn't he supposed to do something at school . . . ?

Oh, right. The teacher had asked him to deliver a few documents to a certain club. What was it again? Animal Research Club? Animal something something anyway. He'd left those documents at home on the way to the hideout . . .

"Well, I ain't got nothing better to do," he said with a shrug. It was rare that a teacher would talk to him, given how he looked like and behaved, but the one that had asked him to deliver those documents was a pretty young teacher, who had hardly interacted with him and was just innocent enough to have no problems with talking with him, or other delinquents. In someways that made her naive, but in others, it was endearing. For his part, Ryuunosuke respected her convictions as a teacher, and it was true that she was more interesting than most of the other staff members. Besides, her really had nothing to do, and he wasn't some kind of petty delinquent that ignored a teachers request just to act tough - that kind of attitude just reeked of being insecure about ones own weakness. It was why most high-school delinquents, in his eyes, were not even worth taking the time to beat the shit out of - most of them were just brats acting tough, and probably rarely got into fights that didn't involve them lynching a lone nerd in some alleyway.

If he really booked it, he could make it from here to the school in thirty minutes at least.

Inhaling deeply, he felt the life energies of around him become clearer, even as he circulated his own chakra over his body. His wound healed at an abnormally fast pace as his body responded to the sudden influx of power. He grinned at the feeling, and sprinted towards his house, not intending to stop until he had reached the school.

Deal with the Devil: A High School DxD RP

Takenori Ryuunosuke

Takenori Ryuunosuke

_{He stands at 6’2” (187.96cm); muscular and intimidating, with skin that's slightly tanned due to overexposure to the sun. He's covered in scars, burns, and bullet wounds - a testament to the number of battles he's been in, and proof of his experience as a fighter. They also prove another thing: That the ones that gave him those scars weren't around long enough to finish the job.}

“I'll take yah on, sure. Better not be havin' second thoughts now. I love a good fight after all.”

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Age:
17

Gender:
Male

Race:
Human

Ranking:
[Not yet a part of Tsukimi's peerage]

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Abilities

Skills:

• Surprisingly enough, in spite of his appearance, he's a very homey person - he's fairly skilled at cooking, cleaning, even sewing or repairing appliances. Of course, given that he lives alone and is all but fending for himself, it's probably natural that he became skilled at it. He can also play the guitar.
• Ryuunosuke is a Senjutsu practitioner and as such, excels at reading and manipulating the life-force of living beings around him. This combined with his natural instincts as a fighter make him an absolute beast in hand-to-hand combat, to the point where he can even overwhelm beings stronger than he is if they get within range of his fists, and if he can land one good punch in the right place.
• He has had no formal training in martial arts of any kind, however, after constant years of fighting actual martial artists, he's begun to develop his own "style", though it's still rough around the edges. He can be called an expert street fighter, in this sense.
• He's no slouch at arcade games - on more than one occasion, he's emptied out local arcades crane games, to the point where he was accused of cheating.

Senjutsu Skills:

Rather than magic, he uses Senjutsu. As such, he's developed skills in relation to sensing life-force, and manipulating ki and chakra. Senjutsu is the power to control the flow of life energy. By controlling the flow of ki, a person could strengthen physical bodies or cause vegetation around them to bloom or to wither. Knowing Senjutsu allows the reading of ki and auras and to spy on the target's state from afar. Disrupting the opponent's ki or severing it can cause direct damage to living things. There are very few ways to defend against Senjutsu, especially when it's utilized by a master.

Ryuunosuke himself is an extremely talented Senjutsu practitioner - evidenced by the very fact that he is a practitioner at all, despite having no formal training in the art. However, though he can use Senjutsu, that doesn't make him competent at it. This is evidenced by the fact that he doesn't have any ranged methods of attack yet - actual Senjutsu practitioners should be able to launch their ki from a distance, whereas he has no such means of compensating against an enemy from a distance. He has grasped the rudimentary fundamentals of Senjutsu and uses it in battle, mostly to augment his body to a level where he can battle beings that would naturally be stronger than him, as well as enhance his already beastly instincts.

He has also begun to tap into the ability to use Touki, being able to boost his attack, defense, and speed tremendously in short bursts of time. Pushing his unprepared body to its limits in this way, however, causes an intense backlash and he is more or less unable to fight afterwards.

Sacred Gear:

[Twice Critical] - A common, recurring Dragon-type Sacred Gear. Twice Critical looks like a gauntlet that manifests on the user's arm, leaving the wielder's fingers uncovered. The color of the Twice Critical differs between users. It has the ability to double the power of the user for a certain time. He has no idea how to use it yet.

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Strengths & Weaknesses

+ His instincts both in and out of battle are freakishly accurate. Even without the use of Senjutsu, Ryuunosuke has the instincts to sense what his opponents next move could be; moreover, his intuition makes it so that he is not one who is easily fooled.
+ Abnormally strong, for a human. His Ki reserves make him more akin to a mythical beast than a human, at least. He is a natural-born fighter, and he has no problem proving it.
+ He's a fast learner, though this only applies to when he is actively attempting something. A kinesthetic learner to the core, he learns better when in the heat of the moment, so don't expect him to do much with a book!
+ Does not know what the meaning of fear is!

- Is not a team player; Ryuunosuke has a habit of going off the rails and never listening to instructions - whether or not it causes trouble for him in the long run.
- He hasn't made a habit of second guessing himself; he's very much a "shoot first, ask questions later" person. Again, this has gotten him into more trouble than it has getting him out.
- Though he's fast, tough, and, through the use of Senjutsu, has the ability to bypass nearly all conventional defenses, he has no effective means of hitting someone beyond the range of his fists, and as of now lacks the means to fly.
- Is a bit too eager to get into fights, oftentimes throwing logic and caution out the window. Even if he's severely outclassed, he can't help but ask for a good old brawl.
- Really, really does not know what the meaning of fear is - even if he is intimately familiar with the meaning of recklessness!

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Personal Information

Personality:

Ryuunosuke is a man who loves freedom; the ability to do what he wants, when he wants, how he wants. Of course, he's aware that there's no such thing as being totally free - that in order to make a choice, you must sacrifice another - but in general, he is simply happy with being able to do as he pleases. He detests those that impede on this freedom - and the freedom of others. The power of being able to choose for oneself is not one he takes lightly, and he will not allow himself or others to be made slaves to the choices of others.

He's not a very scholarly person, even if he does attend school, he doesn't do much other than get barely passing marks; he'd rather do than think, if that wasn't already obvious.

Honest and straightforward, but in general very laid-back, he isn't a guy that's prone to hiding things or keeping secrets about himself - what you see is what you get, which is unfortunate since he's pretty intimidating to look at.

He is undeniably a battle-maniac, someone who lives to fight as much as he fights to live (often times in a very literal sense); he loves combat, and regularly goes around town to look for a fight. And he'll fight pretty much anything, from regular thugs and criminals, to stray exorcists or devils. Whether he leaves his opponents alive depends on how much of a threat they are to the people around - because as much as he enjoys battle, dragging those that have no interest in fighting is a no-no.

History:

Ryuunosuke can remember his life as far back as being an orphan who took to begging on the streets. He was picked up one day by a stray exorcist by the name of Christopher Demicas, the man who he would eventually come to recognize as his father. The man was running from the church, and it was easy to see why - the man was an absolute combat-freak, and without a doubt it was due to his influence that Ryuunosuke grew to enjoy combat as much as he does (though admittedly he has always been a bit too confrontational, even prior to their meeting); the man, while not necessarily someone of an evil disposition, had a difficulty with following orders and rules set down by the church. He would go out and hunt devils and fallen angels in a wanton killing spree to sate his battle lust, and though he never targeted the weak or unwilling, his actions still caused a myriad of problems for everyone involved - eventually, he was banished from the church and his execution was all but called for.

It was in travelling with him that Ryuunosuke was exposed to the supernatural world. Christopher, though a good man at heart, was terribly irresponsible as a parent-figure, as once he saw that he had the same talent and drive to fight burning inside him, he allowed the boy to join him in his battles after training him in the bare basics of combat. Christopher was a terrible teacher as well, but in contrast Ryuunosuke was a gifted student - what he was not taught, he picked up naturally, and what he did not pick up naturally, he experienced through live combat with frightening comprehension. So it went that he fought all manner of opponents; some they would come across through simple chance, such as the occasional stray devil or fallen angel, others would be agents sent by the church to kill Christopher - neither managed to put him down.

Still, such a lifestyle takes its toll on even the strongest of people. Those who live by the sword, die by the sword - and Christopher was no exception. His death came as he succumbed to wounds inflicted on him by exorcist agents and an accompanying angel, in a glorious battle that lasted for a day and a night. Ryuunosuke was there to pick up his body as their assailants fled, and buried him with a smile - after all, there was nothing to be sad about. Christopher died as he had lived, and he died smiling, after giving it his all in an epic final stand, exactly as he'd always desired.

Before he died, Christopher had enrolled him in a nearby school, in an attempt to give him some semblance of normal life. Ryuunosuke, for his part, continued to attend despite the mans death and his own wishes to continue travelling and distaste for school-life in general, to respect his wishes. He currently lives in a run-down shack on the outskirts of Yatsushiro Town, usually commuting to the Academy on foot.

Other:
Holds no grudge against the ones who killed Christopher. As far as he's concerned, you don't get to hold grudges in a fight.
His favorite food is Mapo Tofu, extra spicy.
His favorite drink is Rice Wine (Mijiu) though he only drinks it sparingly.
Strangely enough, Christopher taught him how to be faithful to god - even if he isn't the most devout person in the world, he still knows how to say a prayer before meals and how to give absolution to the dying. He's even been baptized!
He often assists a local church and orphanage with repairs or deliveries - he gets paid for it, of course, but in truth, he asks for less payment than his work warrants.

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My favorite DxD character is, without a doubt, Xenovia Quarta~!

Deal with the Devil: A High School DxD RP

@Demon Shinobi

If you're really thinking of changing Tsumiki, I'd recommend using Belial's clan. Their unique ability is so freaking OP that it even hurts, turning anything the other party uses worthless as long as they retain enough power to do so.

@Spanner

On that note, I actually think that Tsukimi is just fine as he is. In terms of strength, the only one decisively stronger than he is Siegfried. Everyone else has their own strength and abilities, but they all have a caveat of some sort.

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@Demon Shinobi Edits are done. Separated the explanation of Senjutsu and what he can actually do to make it less confusing.

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@Demon Shinobi In hindsight, the I probably shouldn't have copy-pasted the explanation of Senjutsu from the wiki ; and don't worry, you don't seem like a jerk at all (just an ass I'm kidding!) it's the GM's prerogative to make sure that everyone is on the same page, so you just keep doing what you do.

After I make the edits, do I post him in the CS?