Oni Hunters Kaisho! (The RP!)

[TragicAce]

OOC: We’re finally starting! First off, I apologize if my writing’s rough-I’m out of practice! Remember this is a fairly lighthearted anime rp, so we’re not taking things too seriously here. Oh, and keep in mind your character’s social status, and the conflict your character has with the actual club (which is universally seen as a joke and a place for lame-o’s). Actually just being seen around Eisuke is going to knock your popularity down a good deal.

EPISODE 1: Let's Hunt Demons?

“Let’s see…Principal Katashi-sensei said it was on the third floor with the atomic tangerine colored door.” Eisuke’s quick footsteps revealed his excitement-the demon hunting club was about to have its first meeting! And he was the head chairman! Tears flew down in streams from the junior highschool boy’s eyes. His eyes sparkled with glee, for once he would be put in charge of something! Things were looking up! Why, he might even get a girl-

A shriek could be heard from the stairwell entrance.

“ALL THE DOORS ARE OFF-WHITISH SHADES OF ORANGEEEEEEEEEEEE!”

Slapping his face to regain his composure (a common hype-up action in Sumo Wrestling) Eisuke redoubled his resolve. “Ike, let’s go!” He would open and investigate each room until he had found his clubroom.

First door-
“eWeh?! Hentai! GET OUT!”
…female kendo team changing. It was sheer luck that a bamboo blade missed his face.

Second door-
“ba-bakaemono! Stop it you pervert!!!!”
…rhythmic gymnastics team changing. Who knew hula hoops made such effective projectiles?

Third, Fourth, Fifth and Sixth door-
“DEAR KAMIS, WHY WOULD THE GIRLS IN THE LITERATURE, COMPUTER, AND TABLE TENNIS CLUBS NEED TO CHANGE?!”

----------Finally, Eisuke Kitamura arrived at the 7th door, albeit very hesitantly----------

“Onegai, please spare me!” His eyes held tight and his body in as low a bow as he could manage (which was commendably low by-the-way), but after several moments of not getting the crap beat out of him he cautioned a look upwards.

“YATTA! ONI HUNTERS KAISHO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” On the table laid a note, from the Principal no less.

Enjoy the sights? Heheheheh. I love my job.
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“CURSE THAT DIRTY OLD MAN!”

----------A shepherd waits for his flock----------

First impressions were everything, Eisuke knew this quite well. He had no idea what kinds of students the spirits would pick to inhabit, but he had to impress whoever came through that door. They would respect him, call him 'Boss!' and 'Chief!' like all good underlings do. "MwHaHaHaHa!"

So in order to instill utter obedience into his members, he would simply wait. He wouldn't speak until they had all arrived. He would just sit down. Pulling out a pair of orange shades, Eisuke sat down at the chair on the end of the table, facing the door.

"Dang I'm cool."

[GnomesAteMyCake]

"Okay Akio, this is the place!" Mitsuko said quietly to her brother, nibbling her lip as she stood into front of the room, her hands clasped behind her back as she cocked her head to the side slightly, her short blond hair falling like a curtain. Her younger brother stood at her side, glancing up at her and back to the door, then back to her again.

"Then why are we waiting, Onee-san?" he asked, cocking his head in the similar fashion as he sister.

"W-Well, we don't want to go barging in! What if we're late? We'll interrupt the meeting! We might even disband the entire club! I mean, if it's something really important, then maybe we should go, you know? Fighting demons is important! We can't-"

"Onee-san." Akio held his hand up, cutting through his sister's babble, a small smile on his face. "It's just a school club. We can do this."

"O-Oh. You're right. I'm sorry." Dipping her head slightly, Akio bopped her on the head before giving her a push towards the door. Gulping, she reached out a pale hand and closed it around the doorknob, pushing it open. It was as if rose petals fluttered through the crack in the door, and Mitsuko held in her breath as the door seemed to open of it's own accord, the room bathed in an ethereal white light. The siblings guarded their eyes...surely this was going to be something ground-breaking!!

The light cleared....only to reveal a bespecticled young man sat at the head of a table, staring resolutely at the two of them. Squealing, Mitsuko lifted her hands, twisting her fingers into a sign to ward off evil spirits while Akio mearly facepalmed.

"Oh, I'm so sorry! Are we early? We didn't mean to be! And I don't think you're an evil spirit, I wasn just surprised! My name's is Tottori Mitsuko, but you can just call me Mitsuko if you like, I don't mind! This sure is a nice room, I've never been up here before! And have we got this all to ourselves? How nice!"

While his sister babbled, Akio stood at her side, emerald eyes locked on the boy before them, a glint in his eyes that screamed challenge. Go ahead, try and lay a hand on my Onee-san. I DARE you, the look said, waves of dark energy seeming to issue from the young boy while his big sister merely sparkled, her posture perfect and her face angelic and she continued to talk. Somehow, she had gotten onto her favourite flavour of tea.

[TragicAce]

“Mi-Mi-Mitsuko Tottori?! It simply cannot be! She’s the #1 Yamato Nadeshiko of this school, voted ‘Best Future Wife’ in every yearbook she’s been in!” Eisuke took in a breath of air to calm his nerves. He ended up choking internally. Motioning to a pair of chairs at the table, he couldn’t believe what fate had handed him. “It’s the little one who try to separate me and this delectable route! Fare thee well, newfound rival!!”

While his face and hands held sturdy, his legs were dancing underneath the table. Who else did the spirits choose?

[Ms.Fiction]

"Oh! I'm late! I was supposed to leave...Seven minuets and thirty-three seconds ago!" Amaya shrieked as she looked at her wristwatch. She gently placed her books on her bookshelf while she frenzied amongst the room. She had become indulged in the Heisenberg Uncertainty Principle and lost track of her time.
"Time sure does fly like an arrow!" She said with a sigh as she put her light-weight jacket on and grabbed her messenger bag while she inserted her ear-buds before carrying on her merry way worrying about how to introduce herself.

She came to a opened door, unsure of what to do she glanced around the door-frame; peeping like a mouse.Removing an ear-bud; with hesitation in her words she said, "Sumi masen, is this the...uhm...Demon Fighting Club, am I in the correct place?" Revealing herself from the doorway and edging her way into the room she glanced around taking in her surroundings as she shoved her glasses up farther on her nose.

She noticed the girl that everyone adores, Mitsuko; along with her brother and the Eisuke boy, who dare say was quite strange.
Amaya clutched her Shishi necklace and shifted her weight from side to side and stared blanky at the floor with flushed cheeks.

Why must I be so awkward? Of course you're in the right place! I swear you're such an idiot! You forgot to introduce yourself!

With a quick burst of words she muttered; "My name is Amaya Yamagata."

[Aubs]

Inside the room, things went rather peaceful for the newly acquainted associates. They continued to talk, getting to know each other a bit more, when each of them were cut off by opening of the door. When the door opened completely, it was as if imaginary runway music began to pump through the ears of everyone in the room as a fierce breeze blew past and spotlights gleamed into the doorway. Standing before them was the most gorgeous, buxom blonde anyone could have ever laid their eyes on. Tall and luscious, the beauty appeared to be talking on a cellphone as she proceeded into the room with her rather jiggly strut. No one bothered to say anything, instead opting to take in as much of the girl as their brains and bodies [in Eisuke’s case that is] could possible handle. Every step she took caused time to slow down, but when she finally stopped at the table everything quickly sped up. Ina had officially arrived.

“DID I SAY TO DO THAT?!” She screamed, shattering the silence the room had broughten itself to upon her arrival. “No, stupid! God, the meeting ended only four minutes ago and you’ve managed to screw over every-single thing I planned! How is that even possible? Oh wait.. I forgot idiots like you don’t bother to think.” She removed her purse from around her shoulder and sat it on the table. “Wait- ARE YOU CRYING?!” She laughed maliciously, pulling a chair out for her to sit in. “You think I’m going to take you seriously now, with you crying over the phone Marushi? Fujira High’s greatest Student Council President of all time isn’t going to act sympathetic to the worst Vice President this side of the Atlantic ocean? And to think I actually attempted to respect you, Marushi. STOP CRYING!”

Ina Masami had been Fujira’s most popular student ever since it opened its doors more than a century ago. Her every move had been chronicled every place you could think of. School papers, memos, and of course over the world wide web. She had every possible social account to man, a Twatter, BookSpace, a Hyped account, and many others that everyone could type in to see her every move. There was only one issue with Ina though, no one really liked her. [Which was weird considering how popular she actually was] Yeah, everyone sure made sure they attended all her parties, voted for her for President [four years running], followed her around, and fulfilled her every demand. They had no choice really. Not only was she rich, but she was wealthy and at the end of the day money mattered. She had the power from the day she was born and wasn’t going to lose it in her lifetime for sure. That still didn’t manage to make up for her personality though.

“You know what, don’t call me every again.. No, I said don’t! Forget your position in the Student Council too! YOU HEARD WHAT I SAID!” She immediately hung up the phone and took her seat in the chair. After sitting down, she noticed all the quite unfortunate people already in the room. Before, it was almost as if they hadn’t even existed. Who knew they did now though? “Ugh, take a picture.. it’ll definitely last longer.” She flipped her luxurious hair across her shoulder, when she saw Eisuke pulling out his camera. “Just so you know, I’m going to charge you eight thousand yen. Your name isn’t ringing a bell, but I’m sure someone here would tell me. Be expecting a bill within the next three to four business days.”
Who are these people? It seems like I’ve stepped foot in one of those low budget drama they show on television. I mean look at them.. She looked over at Amaya. EW glasses and orange nail polish? ORANGE of all colors?! She began to frown while continuing further down the table, but stopped out of displeasure. “You know, if we’re going to continue on.. I think you all may need to go home to dress yourselves in a manner that shows how fashionable you are.”

“But- we haven’t even started?”Aiko responded, looking down the table at Ina.
“So?” Ina harshly replied back, showing no remorse.
“I was just saying, we haven’t started ma’am.”
“Oh. I assumed you had something much more interesting to say, pipsqueak?”

[TragicAce]

[TragicAce]

“A hundred bucks for a picture? Hm, maybe if I can get her to cosplay…” The red rivers that flowed beneath him continued streaming downward, eventually reaching the table. His head was starting to feel light and dizzy. He had to start the meeting before he passed out due to ecchi* overdose! Pulling a tissue out of his pocket he cleared himself off in an instant, resuming his ‘professional’ demeanor. With a few fake coughs that turned into an involuntary choke lasting rather quite long, Eisuke looked over upon his members. His pupils. His children.

“Angels banished from heaven have no choice but to become devils.”

Silence. How profound the silence followed that followed this. A quote from the popular anime series Cowboy Bebop was sure to be a humdinger! Erh…the silence grew and Eisuke started to sweat. Things had gone from badass to awkward in mere seconds! He had to keep his cool-darn it he wasn’t expecting such bewbdacious babes to join! ”QUICK! I must save myself!”

“Uh-hah, yes. And devils are why we are all here, hai-hai!” He took off the pair of orange shades and put his glasses back on. “My name is Eisuke Shimizu, 3rd year student at our humble Fujira High. Welcome to Oni Hunters Kaisho! The demon hunting club!”


*ecchi =

[Wendy Ann Beckett-Jolina]

(...um, I'm back? Again?)

Natsumi groaned, a sheen of sweat on her forehead as she rushed from the soccer field up to the rendezvous place that had been designated. She swore that she would probably be reprimanded for being so late, but at that moment, she didn't give a damn. It didst take her long to get to the office, and she unceremoniously busted through, grabbing the attention of all the others in the room.

Smiling sheepishly, the girl bowed tiredly, muttering a "Gomen...." before taking a seat."Soccer practice kinda ran late. But.... but at least I'm here...?" Natsumi smiled humbly, making herself comfortable in the room while tucking her soccer ball under her arm.

(Sorry that its not too long... I'll try to make the others longer, but I kinda have a lot of shot on my mind right now.:/)

[Aubs]

Ina glared at the girl who'd just walked into the room. “Seriously, you show up late?! That is one of the rudest things you could ever do. Tardiness is never excused!” She flipped her gorgeous blonde hair over her shoulder, continuing to frown at the girl. “And making matters even worse, you look so unfortunate right now. If you were in Student Council, I wouldn’t even give you a second. Looking like that and showing up late, I’d probably have to murder you on account of how many of my senses you’re offending..”

She looked over at Eiskue. “Are you going to do something about her or not? Scold her!” Ina's eyes flared with the flames of hell as she continued to rant on.

[Wendy Ann Beckett-Jolina]

Natsumi blinked at Ina, attempting to comprehend the whole speech she'd just been given, but failing miserably. Flashing the student council president a dumb, toothy smile, she replied in the only way she thought she could. "Ah, arigatou Ina-san!" Natsumi's bright blue eyes shone with good intent as she spoke the next part, "You're, um.... offending my senses, too!" Smiling at the blonde, she waited for her thanks, but was only returned a completely spiteful glare. Her smile faded immediately. Natsumi was honestly one of the dumbest girls at school, and she pretty much embarrassed herself daily, though she had no clue she'd done so. Normal day, really.

Turning her attention to Eisuke, she smiled casually, shifting her soccer ball to the crook of her elbow."I'm Natsumi Yanagi, by the way. Nice to meetcha'!"

[TragicAce]

”Na-na…Natsumi Yanagi, the head of both the girls soccer and softball club?! HERE?!” Voted #1 Female Athlete, this redheaded ball of spunk was the captain of two teams while only in her second year! Why, she’s already doing interviews for sports magazines-much to the dismay of her upperclassman! And dat girl is toned, why, just looking at those legs could bring a strong man to his knees.

Needless to say, the table broke Eisuke’s fall. He was roused up by Ina’s criticism, however. Beautiful as his blonde sempai was, her mouth was more barbed then a crocodile with a mouth full of scalpels. They say she had a wicked texting game, too. Ina turned her eyes towards him and he visually jumped back in fear. Not exactly grade-A leader behavior. “Are you going to do something about her or not? Scold her!”

The idea had never passed his mind. But like all other ideas that enter his mind… “S-Scold her? You mean d-discipline?!!”

The young man had entered his own little world.

[Wendy Ann Beckett-Jolina]

Natsumi was more confused than anything as Eisuke became lost in his fantasy."Eisuke-sempai? Are you alright?" The girl became increasingly concerned as he didn't answer her, and quickly waved a hand in front of his face."Did he die?! Oh, Kami, I'm too young to be accused of murder! And I have an interview AND game tomorrow!!" She was freaking out, quite obviously, and frantically grabbed Mitsuko by the shoulders. "C'mon, Mitsuko-Chan, do you know anything about reviving a dead guy or anything?"

Of course, it never crossed her mind that he was lost in thought. Nor did it phase her that she was wearing her running shorts and tank top. No, Natsumi never really thought of that type of thing, so the only SENSIBLE reason for his sudden daze was that Eisuke had died.

[Ms.Fiction]

Amaya looked around, fading into the background of the scenery and observing all the actions taking place. Ina, such a wicked beauty, poisoned and tainted to say the lease. Natsumi, such an idiot, she might as well have been the stereo-typical blond bimbo, if only her DNA could have blessed her with such a trait, then maybe the poor girl would have an excuse. Finally, Eisuke; he was supposed to be their “fearless leader” quite frankly, he was failing. Amaya noticed the googly eyes he gave the two girls, and how he was so easily distracted by their appearances. If this club wasn’t going to be serious then she was leaving, after all, she could be doing something useful, like studying for a test or reading over some more of her Quantum Physics book.

“Well, I think I need to depart now. You may telephone me if you guys are actually going to start doing something productive.” She said politely as she stood from her chair, shoving her silvery hair away from her eyes and fixing her skirt.

[GnomesAteMyCake]

"S-Save him?!" Mitsuko stammered, her face a picture of absolute horror as her fingers once more rose as if to sign herself against evil. Shaking her head back and forth so quickly it blurred her features, she began to talk again.

"Oh, I wouldn't know how, who knows, perhaps he's dead already! We should focus on getting rid of the body! I know! We can wrap him up in sheets and stash him in the bins behind the cafeteria; they get taken away daily, no-one will ever know it was us! But what about fingerprints? Oh, nobody touch him!"

"Onee-san," Akio said quietly, rolling his eyes with an asperated, chibi-like expression on his face as he hoisted himself out of the chair and sharply slapped their 'leader' over the head. He squeaked slightly, and was rewarded with a devilish smirk from the younger boy. "He's fine."

"Oh, well done Akio!" Mitsuko gushed, clasping her hands together as her younger brother sat back down before she flung her arms around him and hugged him to her tightly. The blond reddened slightly as she pressed their cheeks together. "Cute and single! How is that possible, little brother?"

"Onee-san...." the boy grumbled, looking over her arm at Eisuke. "So...what is this club all about then, Eisuke...Sempai. You might want to hurry before you start losing members." Another smirk. Ooooh, being in a club of girls together was going to be so fun.

[Aubs]

Ina continuously glared. At this point it seemed natural. This was going absolutely horribly and she couldn’t have loved this any more than she had. Obviously Eisuke had had no prior skill in leadership, it was quite apparent from how bad he was at commanding attention. Ina, thriving in the realization, felt great knowing that she had no competition in someone having the potential in starting a club that had potential to be as popular as her own, but after a few minutes in sitting in on the meeting she knew this club had no chance to survive at all. And that caused her to dance with relief.

-minutes later-

Laughing loudly, she gushed on her cell phone to another friend of her’s. “Haha! It’s going so horribly, Shu! You should be here, you would absolutely die! I know, tell me about it!” She laughed more hysterically this time, her eyes darted on Eisuke. “There’s like only five people here! Pathetic, right?! Ahahahahahahahahahahahaaaa! This is so hilariously bad! Yes, some kind of Demon club! What a terrible topic for a club, huh?! I'll text you a picture!” She hung up her phone and took a picture of the others in the room, sulking in silence.

"If you aren't going to start, Eisuke, I'm afraid as Student Body President I have the liberty of shutting down this dull-fest. You should think ahead now and just save yourself the embarrassment."