Fantasy Shura Academy: How Strong is Your Punch!? (Martial Arts/Super Power/ School RP)

[Elen Galad]

Elen Galad.
Location: Balcony on front of main office overlooking the front entrance and quad area.
Interacting with: No one.
Nearby: YungJazz Webs Elk Dante Verren BeastofMyth22 Kloudy Deucalion @SagePakkana Dante Verren @commodore 64@Love of Cyanide Nenma Takashi Twyllvarlais

The tall man leaned on the balistrade, watching the commotion of the students arriving. He reached inside his suit jacket and withdrew a slender black cigarette, which he lit with a silver lighter. He was long, broad, built like an oversized boxer. Even in his finely tailored suit it was clear he was lean, and hard with thick muscle. His skin was tanned and tough like leather. Scars crossed his bare hands and his face. The big cross shapped one over his right eye stood out pale and clear. His hair was the color of smoke, and his eyes were the cold blue of glacier ice.

He took a long drag on the cigarette and let out a sigh, blueish smoke drifting from his mouth and nose. He wasn't overly fond of young people as a rule. He found students boring at best, and irritating at most. But, when he had recieved a call asking for his help teaching as a martial arts instructor, he couldn't say no. The request was made of him by a someone within the school he considered a friend.

He watched the students, gaining his first impressions from their interactions with each other. He taught at the school as a substotute before, so he saw familliar faces, but this time he was here as staff, so he set his keen eye on learning faces.

His sharp ears picked up bits of conversation, and his cold eyes studdied face details, body language, movement, any detail they caught. Suddenly he felt a tremendous pressure bearing down on the gathering below. It seemed the student they called The Emperor was making himself known. He chuckled and blew a cloud of smoke. Elen liked The Emperor. Sure he was a lazy, arrogant punk who took advantage of his natural gifts way too often, but he was a hard worker and strong fighter. All he needed was an attitude adjustment, and he would likely be a real Emperor one day.

Elen stood up, cracking his neck. His voice was deep, rich and dark like thunder behind a mountain.

"This year should be interesting."

 

[Webs Elk]

Ken sighed a sigh of relief as he walked towards Bakuto's mansion, "I'm glad today is over! It was crazy"

Yoru nodded, "I know right?"

Overall, the day turned out pretty chaoticly. Problem #1, after showing up to speak to the Secretary of the Contractors, the Grand Emperor disappeared for the rest of the day. In his absence, both the members of the Grand Council, Martial Artist Student Council, and the Contractor Student Council tried to take charge with all of the problems he left in his abssence, including the orientation, which had to be postponed due to the discovery that the auditorium was undergoing construction. Yet another thing that was failed to be mentioned. It also didn't help that it turns out many of the dorm rooms were not only mixed with Contractors and Martial Artists but triple-booked. As such the Student Councils had to try and reassign rooms, they had to keep the roommates the same, out of fear of causing more problems in the system.

"Hopefully, tomorrow isn't as bad as today"

"I don't think that it'd be possible. I mean nothing could be as bad as the map situation!"

After the events of the morning, once they thought everything was fine and everyone was settled into a room and rushing to their classes, their was another problem. The maps that were printed out were wrong. As such, everyone who didn't know where there class was, mostly new students, were walking into places that they shouldn't have. Students that were supposed to be in Math walked straight into the third floor janitor closet, those in Battle Training began fighting in the Library, and multitudes of other students began to get lost in the giant Academy. It took over 3 hours alone to get everyone correct maps, and as such the rest of the school day was canceled.

Fortunately, Bakuto said he'd still be holding his party, the one bright side to everyone's day. As Yoru and Ken walked up, they watched as many people began doing the same.

Lazy Taco
Coyote Hart
Love of Cyanide
Twyllvarlais
One Mean Ghost
Webs Elk
Kloudy
@commodore 64
Dante Verren
Zamasu
Nenma Takashi
Ghost Toast
Zombocalypse
MagicNewt
Deucalion
BeastofMyth22
Karmessi
Hironex

Hey guys, sorry it took so long, but here's the time skip. I was a little busy. Either way, at some point this week, I'll review the characters that are waiting.

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[One Mean Ghost]

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Location: Outside the Grand Wealth Mansion
Interacting with: Webs Elk
Nearby: None yet

It was one hell of a way to start off his tenure as Disciplinary Officer.

He'd hardly even gotten his armband when a slew of fights had broken out, no doubt inspired by the general confusion caused by the misinformation flying around. Not that it had been particularly difficult to stop, mind you. Most of those fighting were new arrivals who just needed to be shown that they were no longer big fish in a small pond. Now they were the little fish that needed to learn their place.

The first fight was, well, kinda disappointing. The fighters were new, and had no shortage of raw power, but their aura abilities were so lackluster that even if they struck Dante with all they had, they didn't even cause him to step back. Given their technique was lacking, he could predict exactly where they would strike, and he just concentrated his aura in that exact spot to deaden the strike. Frankly, his precious middle-school Kohai were more of a threat than those first fighters...

After he'd broken up the first few fights, the rumor mill started going to work. The mention of the Fatal Tempest arriving near a fight was enough to stop most of them. Of course, there were a few that didn't, and that required getting his hands dirty.

On top of that, the map situation was a near-perfect disaster. This place was a maze on a good day. With bad maps, the new students stood little chance of ever knowing where they were going. To alleviate the problem, in addition to ferrying around students himself, he enlisted his kohai to show students around. Despite being still in middle school, they knew the school incredibly well due to their habit of planning ambushes for their dear senpai, and proved to be quite an asset. Their boundless energy was also exceptionally useful for distributing the corrected maps once they were printed.

Dante heaved a bit of a sigh as he walked up to the mansion. Today had been exhausting, and he'd worked up more of an appetite than usual. Thankfully, this party was going to be a perfect excuse for him to inhale copious amounts of food. Normally, Dante would feel a bit of guilt about gorging himself on someone else's dime, but the Grand Wealth had more than enough money to afford Dante's appetite without so much as batting an eye at the cost.

Since this was a party, he had changed his clothes to be a bit more formal. Unfortunately for him, it also made him appear more feminine even than normal. No doubt it was going to cause some confusion, but frankly Dante's give-a-damn was busted. He just wanted to bury himself in some hors d'oeuvres and eat himself into a food coma. Given it was still several days till he got paid, he was considering sneaking some of the food out in his shirt. After all, he couldn't expect his new roommate to feed him every day, much less keep up with his voracious appetite.

Speak of the devil.

"Konbanwa!" (Good evening I'm assuming it's evening at this point) Dante called as he made his way over to his new roommate and the Martial Arts VP. Even though he and Yoru were now roommates, given the hectic nature of the day he'd hardly gotten any chance to get to know Yoru better over the course of the day. No doubt it was becoming incredibly obvious that Yoru's attire was unintentionally triggering the Japanese language portion of Dante's mind, such that he couldn't help but fall into Japanese customs.

Luckily for Ken, his presence convinced the English part of Dante's brain to do the rest of the talking.

"Today was certainly.... interesting.... I don't think I've ever seen so much confusion on the first day... At least now we can have a little fun to unwind" Dante remarked. Of course, he wasn't going to outright say that the biggest thing he was looking forward to tonight was the food. They'd likely find out soon enough anyway.