Tomaru

The Hunter's Club

Kazama's post is up. Let the hunting begin!

The Hunter's Club

Kazama Ushio

The students entered the room one by one, each either trying to make a good first impression or not caring whether or not they did. The first one to enter seemed to wear the mien of a punk with pride. He cocked an eyebrow as he used his desk as a footrest. If this were his History class he would have reprimanded him and told him to sit properly, but his academic integrity had waned by the end of the day and he frankly didn't care how his students sat. Let the kids be comfortable, yeah?

As the next couple of girls entered the room, he could already see storm clouds a-brewing. Order and Chaos, coalesced into human form, neither of them shy about sharing their feelings for one another. That was all well and good, but why... why were they sitting next to each other!? Thank god for limiters, he thought, wondering if he should separate the two. Eh, maybe they just needed to blow off some steam, and a good hunt was just what the doctor ordered.

He was ripped out of his musings by the clattering of the mop hitting the floor. Oh my, the poor kid. He could tell from his accent that he was from the country, and anyone could tell at a glance that he was in over his head. He couldn't help but chuckle at how deeply apologetic Soga was for missing his first class. Well, the kid had just moved in, so it was understandable that he would be running behind and disorganized. As long as he didn't make skipping class a habit, Kazama saw no reason to get on the poor boy's case. He clearly had enough to worry about.

One by one, the next students entered, and then something struck him. Kids these days were freakin' polite. He remembered hunter kids being rowdy gremlins, fitting in better with the delinquents than any other clique. After all, a life of fighting youkai makes one see how frivolous things like bowing and courtesy are in the grand scheme of things. But, at least it meant he wouldn't have to break his back reeling these kids in.

Once it looked like everyone was here, Kazama cleared his throat. "Alright everyone, let's get this meeting started. As you guys seem to already know, I'm Kazama Ushio. I've read your files, so I think I've got your names and faces down as well. I hate all those routine introductions, anyway, so let's just jump into things, yeah? First thing's first, though, I'm not anyone's master, so please, please, don't call me that." He gave a quick glance at Soga. It was less of a reprimand and more of a plea. It was hard enough being a teacher. Being called "master" was just way more responsibility than he was prepared to take on. "With that said, though, I am here to help you kids along in your hunting. I'll teach you guys about whatever youkai decide to cause trouble, I'll help you practice chopping off heads and stuff, and if you want life advice, have at me."

Kazama leaned back in his hair and chuckled before taking a deep breath. "Now, I'm expecting this to be a busy year for us. Youkai activity has been spiking and they've redistributed hunters to key areas. Lot's of complicated stuff that you guys don't really need to worry about yet. What you do need to know, is that Ayabukuro is gonna need you." He pulled out a manilla envelope from his bag and set it down on his desk, taking out some papers and fanning through them. "Who here likes bakekonchu? They're starting an unauthorized hive in the woods. The last report was at least eight confirmed youkai, five of which are not registered with the hunters. I'm sure you know the song and dance by now. Won't disband, won't cooperate, same old nonsense." He let out a sigh and spread the papers out on the desk. "You want info, it's all right here..." He leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms, and smiled. "Instead of introductions, how about you kids show me how you hunt."

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I'll have a post up with Kazama tomorrow. Then we'll get things rolling.

Asian Mythical Fantasy anyone?

Definitely interested in something like this. How prevalent do you want the fantasy elements to be?

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@ERodeI think I might have to set up some deadlines. I don't want this RP to die out because of slow posting.

@GingerBoi123 @The Goblin King
Are you guys able to post soon? Are you going to be able to post 2-3 times per week?

Everyone else, feel free to interact with your fellow classmates. 8 players is a lot, and I don't want you to feel like you have to wait for the whole cycle to complete before posting again.

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Orihara Keiji

Another year of school had begun, and Keiji tiredly listened to the teacher drone on about classroom procedures and supplies, and all the same stuff they said every year. Did people really forget what school was over the summer? Oh well, at least it gave him time to draw. His hand absently scribbled the scene of a battle beneath his supply list. Hunters versus youkai, with the hunters emerging victorious as always. An Okami fled from the scene, with hunters chasing it to the next page of the notebook. "Why are they being mean to the doggy?"

"Hmm?" Keiji looked up in surprise and blinked a few times, noticing a classmate looking at his drawing. "Oh, it's not really a dog. More like a... wolf I guess?" It wasn't against the rules to depict accurate representations of youkai so long as they were branded as fantasy. After all, plenty of humans depicted monsters and mythical creatures in their art. But, Keiji didn't want to come off as a total weirdo on his first day of school, so he played it off as some random thing he drew on a whim.

"Still," The girl continued. "That's pretty mean chasing a wolf off like that. What did it do?"

Keiji shrugged. "Probably ate somebody." Probably would have been easier to call the hunters the bad guys in this one.

"But, wolves don't eat people. They rarely even attack people unless they're sick."

Keiji sighed and closed his notebook. "Yeah, it's just a dumb drawing." And at that, the teacher dismissed them. The last class of the day finally over. He wasted no time packing up his things and scurrying away from the awkward situation. Great, now his classmates would think he hates animals or something. But, that was okay. He knew the club would get it. No misunderstandings about why you need to hunt down a feral Okami with them. As he walked down the hall towards the club room, he wondered what kind of youkai they'd encounter this year. He heard they'd gotten a new mentor and that he was one of the best. The thought was exciting, but also nerve racking. He had a hard time keeping up with his fellow hunters sometimes, and if their new mentor was super-strict, he might be in for a hellish year. But, as he pushed open the door, he stayed positive.

"Hey, everyone!" he said cheerfully, the familiar faces a breath of fresh air after all the weird looks he'd been getting all day. He noticed a couple of new faces as well apart from Kazama. "Nice to finally meet you Kazama sensei," Keiji said before taking a seat next to Kon. He liked sitting next to her, as she seemed to struggle with the hunter regimen as well, and it made him feel like a bit less of a weakling knowing he wasn't alone in it. "Hey, Kon, did you see the new chip flavor? Pickle Marinara. Seriously, where do they come up with these flavors?" He chuckled and took out his notebook, picking up his drawing right where he left off as he waited for the last members to arrive.

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To confirm, the Hunter's Club didn't exist until now? Or was the Hunter's Club simply not supervised till now?

@ERode

It was supervised. Kazama is just a new supervisor since the other one had to move away.

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The IC is now open! Feel free to make your entrances into the club room.

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Kazama Ushio

A cane clacked against the tiled floor as Kazama Ushio made his way to the Environmental Excursion Club. The students and faculty alike thought he was an odd choice as the overseer for the club. How could someone with a busted up back lead students on hikes through the mountains? Perhaps it was a question the hunters hadn't planned on. But, humans always found one oddity or another to question, so it posed no real threat to the secret. He unlocked the door and looked around at the old classroom. Bare walls with paint cracking, completely unadorned with any posters or colors. The windows faced to the east, so by the time the club was in session, not much sunlight got through. The chalkboard had some crudely drawn stick figures on it, and when Kazama-sensei went to erase them, the eraser just smeared the chalk around.

With a sigh, he finally sank down into the chair at the desk. The chair rocked to the left. He shifted his weight and it rocked to the right. He shook his head, thinking he'd have to fix that, but he'd wait until he met his new students. Eight young hunters were entrusted to him, most of them about to graduate this year. The organization said he was the best for the job. He had decades of experience to give them. He could prepare them to spread their wings and set out on their own. Of course, it was all just flattery to make him accept the position. He was the only Kusuburiha in town, and he was overdue for watching over a group like this. "Whelp, it'll be a learning experience for both of us," he said, stretching and leaning back in the chair, letting it rock obnoxiously. "Let's see what these kids can do."

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I think @TheWindel started us off good, so I'll copy her. Haha.

Keiji's character relations:

Fumihana Sorano: "Holy crap, what kind of batteries is this chick using?"

Jack Whitestone: "Not much not to like about this guy. It's not often you see rich kids who manage to not be spoiled."

Soga Emishiro: "Nobody fucks with the white mage!"

Shuro Murota: "She's pretty fun... wait, she thinks I have a WHAT!?"

Kon Yayoi: "Man, I really relate to that whole 'not living up to expectations' thing. But let's prove 'em wrong together!"

Fujiwara Isana: "She's super-responsible. Probably make a good mom one day."

Hayato Arashi: "Is it really okay to let a youkai be a hunter?"

Yamamura Seishiro: "History aside, that guy's powers creep me out."