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The Devil Hunter Agency

Just to get a headcount of potential numbers, how many of you were interested in playing demon roles. I intend to have it constrained to 1/3 of the total player count.

The Devil Hunter Agency

With all this interest, I'll look into making an OOC sooner rather than later.

The Devil Hunter Agency

That was quick.

The Devil Hunter Agency

Introduction

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There are dark corners in the world that no human likes to acknowledge. Shadows that move past the corner of eyesight and mysterious sounds that go bump in the night are all just small manifestations to the truth that has plagued humankind since the beginning. There are demons among us. In ancient times past these creatures from the other plane plagued humanity with dark intent and a lust for more power. Seen as inferior, humans were hunted down and consumed until the mere mention of these creatures sparked stories to tell children in the dark.

That was before humanity struck back and the first Devil Hunters arrived. Those few brave humans risked life and honor in the eternal quest of vanquishing those of the supernatural who would dare to prey on humans. Grown in strength and number, it wasn’t long before the demons were forced back and the world was safe to prosper again. But the Devil Hunters remained, always tasked with punishing those malicious spirits who would breech the human world with evil deeds.

That was then, and this is now. In the current day, human society remains unaware of the dark truth of their history, their tales passed down and labeled into legend. There are still demons for where there is light, there is always darkness. The once small group of Devil Hunters have since expanded worldwide into an organization bent on protecting humanity from the very shadows the demons inhabit. The DHA, or Devil Hunter Agency, sees fit to maintain the safeguard of humans at all costs; but there is trouble brewing in those very same shadows.

In the Japanese branch of the DHA, a sudden influx of malicious beings, or Youkai, are stirring up. Perhaps it’s just an anomaly of the world, or perhaps it yields the foreshadowing of something greater set in motion. Rumors of a powerful Youkai group surfacing have been passed down from whispers and worry. To what end does truth lie in such rumors? Nobody knows. All that is known, the sole truth of the world, is the simple creed of the DHA.

“The brighter the light, the deeper the shadow cast.”

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Setting and Info

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Although the DHA extends far and wide globally, the majority of the RP, for now, will be taking place in the Japanese branch. As the name implies, the focus of the RP will be the hunting and slaying of demons, or Youkai. From there, players will be acting as the moving forces in the narrative. There are two classes of Devil Hunter acting within the DHA, both very distinct from one another: Devil Feeders and Devil Bringers. Devil Feeders are agents who use magical abilities and other supernatural power via contract with a benevolent demon or Youkai. However, they forsake all human tools and weaponry for the sake of power.

A Devil Feeder must rely on their contracted partner in battle along with any ability they’ve gained via the pact. Furthermore, in order to maintain such power, they must constantly feed on the flesh of demons or Youkai. Devil Bringers are the opposite. These are humans who do not rely on the contracts of the supernatural and thus, are able to use the tools and weaponry of mankind to accomplish their goals. More often than not, these tools are blessed in some manner to assist in their devil hunting missions. As one can imagine, there is some debate between the two classes of hunter within the DHA.

That said, I plan to allow players an option of three roles within the RP; either a Devil Hunter of either variant or a demon/Youkai acting as an antagonistic force. For the latter, I’ll only be allowing a small number of players in the role though. Those who play Devil Hunters will be acting as modern samurai of sorts, hunting malicious beings and solving the mystery of the demonic players. I have some idea of a possible fourth role, that being of allowing people to play as contracted demons to Devil Feeders, but I’m hesitant on that for now unless people are interested in it.

In any case, this is just an initial check to gauge for some reaction so if there’s any questions, comments, or suggestions feel free to mark them below.

Tower of Fable

You can put her in the CS Tab, @Flood.

Also, nice title.

Tower of Fable

"If you need to, throw them in the cellar or something like that, I know you are creative enough." Those were Victoire’s last orders, which could be seen as nothing short as ironic. Because although something was being thrown, it wasn’t any of the party, nor was the trajectory the dungeon. No, instead, the wolfish man had since begun picking up one of the standby thorny dogs and, with a growl that rumbled the hallway, tossed it like an upheaved missile right at Caprice. “You there, in the funny looking clothes and stupid mask! Don’t ignore me!” The dog was thrown with such considerable force at Caprice’s candy net that it threatened to snap the thing entirely tension by tension. The dog remained caught in it, though any leeway would have sent it flying forward.

A second, just as equally spiny mutt was hurled at Kanbaru’s face as well. If the guard dog was supposed to be impressed by her waving around a toy whale, she’d be mistaken with thorns to pick out her face. “And you! How about you take that toy of yours and shove it between your eyes or better yet, right between your-” Before the wolfman could get any more volatile in their treatment, some of the group used their common sense in approaching the matter diplomatically. Or rather, as diplomatic as the rowdy group possibly good. At least the one male in the harem had enough sense to watch instead of saying something equally provoking.

“Oh, so you just so happened to be stumbling here on adventure. Yeah, of course you are. Wouldn’t be the first,” the wolfman growled at Claire with an eyeroll. He was just about to consider lodging another thorned dog at the fox girl before Akiko stepped forward. It was good news for everyone because he was running out of ammo and, stoic as they were, even the plant mutts were beginning to whine at being treated like fodder. Perhaps being the resident bard had some merit for reason because eventually the wolfman calmed down with a huff.

He placed his latest projectile back to the ground, giving the thorny dog a pat. “Whatever. Frankly, none of you clowns look like the culprits anyway.” He put a stare on Caprice. “Almost all of you. Doesn’t help there’s conflicting reports on what the thief looks like.” Upon Akiko’s powers activating, she’d be revealed from memory that there were, in fact, three possible culprits. One who wore a cloak red as blood, one who carried a great blade, and one draped in black like the night. She also at last glimpsed the wolfman’s name: Garou. If nothing else, it explained the suspicion on Caprice, the only one wearing all black.

“Are you done staring?” Garou growled at Akiko. “If you want compensation, you can take that up with the brat in bunny ears who runs this place. I’m just here to make sure the toilets keep flushing and the water keeps running.” Garou glowered at the lot of them though made no move to be hostile. “If you somehow locate the culprit, fine, whatever, you’ll get a medal or something. Depends how the brat baroness feels about free food.”

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Tower of Fable

Fine by me @Quasi. Zoya’s cards will carry over into her. Wait for @KoL‘s words.

Tower of Fable

@LightComposer, good by me. Wait for that tiger's comments.

My Hero Academia: Raw Potential

“Eheh, nice to meet you too, Alice, Nadeko….” For a moment, Junko wondered if they were going to be a group of three for the hero team. She could have sworn Ms. Mako had listed off other names to participate in the exercise, but apparently only one more bothered to show up, Nadeko, the popular redhead with the magnets. Oh well, it just meant their scenario was more realistic. After all, how many countless times had heroes been outnumbered? Or so Junko thought. It wasn’t long before their teacher gave out the rules of the exercise.

Guarding marker points? No doubt it was meant to encourage heroes like themselves to fight defensively; or as the others noted, capture the flag. Once everyone finished explaining their Quirks and the match began, Junko gravitated closer to her teammates, fully intent to let them make a plan. Donny was the first to give his regards, and what he said was…actually not too bad an idea. “I like it, ehe, that is to say, the second plan. Nobody would expect us to hit their base of operations, but maybe we should split up, two and two for someone to defend the brief cases? Actually, if we do that, we could maybe just combine the plans, eheh.”

By now she was jogging as Donny leapt into motion in a truly horrendous display. Junko was grinning ear to ear, feeling the initial surprise in the air at the movement and Donny’s grotesque features, the unspoken but subtle reaction already giving her a small bump in adrenaline via her Quirk. Now if only they could draw out some more fear…as it turned out, Alice was already making motions in play as Junko expected. “You’re reading my mind Alice. You sure that’s not your real Quirk?” She gave the owl girl a crooked grin but meant it as encouragement, already keeping up with Donny from the small physical buff.

Despite their numbers, it wasn’t a half-bad attempt given what they were dealt with in luck and people showing up to class. If she was being optimal, Junko might have thought they maybe even had a chance. Well, time would tell, wouldn’t it. “Hehe, no problem fearless leader. This might actually work,” Junko said ominously, the group of four together and ready to commit. Well, perhaps not all of them. Junko looked around when she heard a voice call out to them from a distance, noting another girl sprinting at their group to try and catch up. “Hey, looks like we have more people on our side. Uh….what was her Quirk again?” Hopefully Alice remembered because Junko certainly didn’t.

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@Lucius Cypher, @Melpaws, @liferusher, @Silver Carrot

Tower of Fable

The Mistress of the Manor had spoken, and with her words carried the unquestionable commands of her youth. Though as usual, she was caught up in her own little delusions of grandeur. There was indeed the mimicry of fangs, but what she saw as happy acceptance was, in truth, an annoyed grimace at the goal ahead. “Yeah, yeah. Freaking taskmaster,” grumbled her accomplice before the darting shadow dispersed away to seek out his prey for fight and play.

It wasn’t a difficult mission, not when the newcomers were making a ruckus of the castle’s hallways. The fighting could have woken the dead with how much noise they were causing but the plant-like hounds that guarded this domain weren’t relenting. Mindless in nature and bestial in craving, they continued leaping away and snarling despite their dwindling few numbers. As it turned out, these intruders were much more powerful than the last batch, though some noted Caprice’s familiar scent, eyeing her up in their hollow holes for eyes.

“Hey, you lot. You mind explaining what you’re doing here.” Upon the voice of their subsequent master, the hounds backed off; or rather, it was more accurate to say they rooted themselves in place, cutting off their motion entirely. Little remained of their pack anyway, aside from torn asunder and discarded thorn vines and bracken that littered the floor. “Cleaning this is going to be a mess,” the voice continued to complain, marking its source to the end of the hallway.

There stood a man who looked like he wanted to be anywhere else but there, already weighing in the option of leaving Victoire to clean her own damn messes. “If you’re going to come into someone’s house, maybe don’t make a mess on the front matt. And you!” The man pointed at Kanbaru accusingly. “What did you say!? A butler? Do I look like a butler to you, huh!?” Even as he spoke the side walls of the hallway bristled with an angry red energy that raised hairs.

“Oh, I get it. Yeah, you’re the ones who stole that dumb book the rabbit brat’s been complaining about. It’s dumb to break in again and think you can make off with more loot,” the man continued, unknowingly giving information. A missing item and a false accusation could only lead to the evidence pointing to their group. Perhaps. It was usually how these things tended to go.

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