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Your Name/Alias: Rachia
Age: 21
Character: Houraiji Kyouichi
Series: Tokyo Majin Gakuen Kenpuchou: Tou
Character Age: 18
Canon: Tokyo Majin is the heartwarming story of how a lonely and mysterious transfer student finds friendship. Or it's the supernatural tale of how mysterious powers known as Dragon Veins awaken in a group of high school students who then use their newfound abilities to kick some serious demon ass on a nightly basis. Sometimes, it's even the tale of how to forgive your enemies by giving them strawberry milk and not minding when they bounce it violently off your face, but mostly it's those first two.
One of the students in the aforementioned group is Houraiji Kyouichi, possibly the most infamous of delinquents in Magami High School. Picked up off the streets and raised by a swordsman (along with a club full of drag queens), Kyouichi is always seen carrying his bokuto (wooden sword). That, paired with his bad attitude, makes it pretty unsurprising that the first time he met his best friend, the transfer student Hiyuu Tatsuma, he immediately started a fight with him in the middle of their classroom. It's also probably no surprise that he often claims some illness as a reason to leave school just before leaping out the window of his classroom to go fight with rival gangs.This likely has a good deal to do with why he's got some of the poorest grades in his class, frequently mixes up words - like "parapazzi" instead of "paparazzi" - and is generally just not the brightest bulb on the tree, but we won't hold that against him. But for all that he is a badass dude who'll get in your face and call you names (like "man-woman", the nickname he gives to the captain of the girls' archery team), he also genuinely cares about his friends, and would go all the way to Hell and back to save them.
Sample:
Ehhh, summer classes really are the worst! Such a waste of time... At least getting sent to a camp beats sittin' in school all day long, even if I'd rather lok at the girls' swimming pool than your creepy-ass lake. I'm not sure what exactly you're supposed to be teaching me here, either. I figured, summer camp in America, I'd be taking extra English lessons. Not "Dress to Impress: Becoming a Sweet Transvestite". Didn't think Magami required courses on dressin' like a girl. The least they could do is hire a teacher who knows his ...her? stuff. Seriously, I've known enough cross dressers in my life to know a bad drag job when I see one. Even that man-woman Sakurai is a more convincing chick than you, teach! Forget callin' yourself a lady, you're just a big ugly Godzilla in a bad wig. ...a gorilla? Right, that's exactly what I said!
Hey now, what's this? Even a gang all the way out here's heard of me? Looks like that's my cue. Sorry, Godzilla-chan! I'd love to stay and help you demonstrate the proper technique for putting on stockings, but I've got a stomachache, so I'll be leaving early today. And hey, speaking of stomachaches, just looking at you sorry punks is making me sick! What kinda gang are you if you can't keep it together enough to lift a weapon without falling to pieces? And I mean that literally! It's no good if your arm falls off halfway through swinging your... turkey baster? You still managed to get some of whatever that creamy shit was in my eye, but come on! Are you guys even fighting seriously? Just watch me, taking you all out's gonna be a piece of cake!
...I really didn't mean that literally, but at least a food fight would explain the turkey baster. If that's how it's gonna be, then take this! Ha! One handful of spaghetti flying through the air, and your ringleader's down for the count! Too easy! ...is that spaghetti hugging his face? Now for the rest of you... I should've guessed that you can't even stand up to some measly soup! Whaddya mean, "using Tuesday's leftovers ain't fair"? Wasting perfectly good food's bad enough, but leftovers may as well get used up! But if this stuff's just from Tuesday, then I'd hate to see it fresh. Unless the flesh rotting off your faces is all you, of course.
Well, now that that's taken care of, where'd that cake go? --Erk! Godzilla-chan! What a lovely apron that is... and you have one for me, too. Great. What's this, I'm signed up for an advanced lesson? "Barefoot in the Kitchen: Home Economics for the Modern Female Impersonator". ...I really hate summer classes.
82.7%!
Age: 21
Character: Houraiji Kyouichi
Series: Tokyo Majin Gakuen Kenpuchou: Tou
Character Age: 18
Canon: Tokyo Majin is the heartwarming story of how a lonely and mysterious transfer student finds friendship. Or it's the supernatural tale of how mysterious powers known as Dragon Veins awaken in a group of high school students who then use their newfound abilities to kick some serious demon ass on a nightly basis. Sometimes, it's even the tale of how to forgive your enemies by giving them strawberry milk and not minding when they bounce it violently off your face, but mostly it's those first two.
One of the students in the aforementioned group is Houraiji Kyouichi, possibly the most infamous of delinquents in Magami High School. Picked up off the streets and raised by a swordsman (along with a club full of drag queens), Kyouichi is always seen carrying his bokuto (wooden sword). That, paired with his bad attitude, makes it pretty unsurprising that the first time he met his best friend, the transfer student Hiyuu Tatsuma, he immediately started a fight with him in the middle of their classroom. It's also probably no surprise that he often claims some illness as a reason to leave school just before leaping out the window of his classroom to go fight with rival gangs.This likely has a good deal to do with why he's got some of the poorest grades in his class, frequently mixes up words - like "parapazzi" instead of "paparazzi" - and is generally just not the brightest bulb on the tree, but we won't hold that against him. But for all that he is a badass dude who'll get in your face and call you names (like "man-woman", the nickname he gives to the captain of the girls' archery team), he also genuinely cares about his friends, and would go all the way to Hell and back to save them.
Sample:
Ehhh, summer classes really are the worst! Such a waste of time... At least getting sent to a camp beats sittin' in school all day long, even if I'd rather lok at the girls' swimming pool than your creepy-ass lake. I'm not sure what exactly you're supposed to be teaching me here, either. I figured, summer camp in America, I'd be taking extra English lessons. Not "Dress to Impress: Becoming a Sweet Transvestite". Didn't think Magami required courses on dressin' like a girl. The least they could do is hire a teacher who knows his ...her? stuff. Seriously, I've known enough cross dressers in my life to know a bad drag job when I see one. Even that man-woman Sakurai is a more convincing chick than you, teach! Forget callin' yourself a lady, you're just a big ugly Godzilla in a bad wig. ...a gorilla? Right, that's exactly what I said!
Hey now, what's this? Even a gang all the way out here's heard of me? Looks like that's my cue. Sorry, Godzilla-chan! I'd love to stay and help you demonstrate the proper technique for putting on stockings, but I've got a stomachache, so I'll be leaving early today. And hey, speaking of stomachaches, just looking at you sorry punks is making me sick! What kinda gang are you if you can't keep it together enough to lift a weapon without falling to pieces? And I mean that literally! It's no good if your arm falls off halfway through swinging your... turkey baster? You still managed to get some of whatever that creamy shit was in my eye, but come on! Are you guys even fighting seriously? Just watch me, taking you all out's gonna be a piece of cake!
...I really didn't mean that literally, but at least a food fight would explain the turkey baster. If that's how it's gonna be, then take this! Ha! One handful of spaghetti flying through the air, and your ringleader's down for the count! Too easy! ...is that spaghetti hugging his face? Now for the rest of you... I should've guessed that you can't even stand up to some measly soup! Whaddya mean, "using Tuesday's leftovers ain't fair"? Wasting perfectly good food's bad enough, but leftovers may as well get used up! But if this stuff's just from Tuesday, then I'd hate to see it fresh. Unless the flesh rotting off your faces is all you, of course.
Well, now that that's taken care of, where'd that cake go? --Erk! Godzilla-chan! What a lovely apron that is... and you have one for me, too. Great. What's this, I'm signed up for an advanced lesson? "Barefoot in the Kitchen: Home Economics for the Modern Female Impersonator". ...I really hate summer classes.
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