Sengoku Horizon

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The Warring States Period: Fierce warlords fought for control of Japan, and many would perish. When a warrior falls, where does the passion they once held go? Possibly into something dear such as a favorite weapon or heirloom. These heirlooms have been labeled as “relics”, and those that carry them are labeled as “Scions." Recently more and more of these special relics have been activating, signaling the start of a great change as ancient power meets the modern world!

Now For The Local News, 04/01/2018 The Chinese delegation have now arrived at the city of Edo. They have come to learn more about the state of Japan, the Shogunate, and it's Scions. We will be having a Lunar New Year's celebration, a school dance, and a combat tournament with them!

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 Mission 2: Upper School Building
Nobuyumi
 Posted: Feb 3 2018, 08:59 PM
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The teacher and his four companions smiled as the girls seemed to look over one another and make sure they had, in fact, made it out alive. It was refreshing to see students care about one another after being in such a strange event. Though one of the girls, Eriko, was rather quick to fire a question towards the quintet.
"That was certainly an experience I won't forget. But sensei, if you don't mind my asking... how was it even possible to make us able to do those things?" The artillery teacher looked at the four students behind him, then back at Eriko, and gave a slight shrug.

"I'm sorry, but that isn't up to me to explain. Not to be rude or keep you in the dark. Rules are rules, and scions can choose to explain their powers or not." his answer was blunt, but he wouldn't be the first or last teacher to answer in such a way. Most of the time Scions did keep their powers at least somewhat secret.
"Blame the clans. Future and current clan lords don't want everyone else knowing what their retainers can and can't do." and with that he rolled his eyes a bit. He clearly wasn't impressed with the status quo in that regard. However, it was also his job as a teacher to maintain it and follow certain rules. Though as he sighed a bit one of the four behind him stepped forward. The girl had short black hair and dead looking eyes. In a way she looked a lot like Tagami Yumiko but thinner and a bit shorter.
"My name is Kosaka. I'm a first year. Ummmm, I'm really good with paper shaping!" she said with a smile that clearly didn't match her outfit. Then remembering herself she opened her mouth wide and let out a few zombie noises.
"Brains.......and shikigami....AND BRAINS...." she said, clearly fooling no one. Even the other three looked at her like she was crazy as the artillery teacher shook his head a bit.

"You three should get going though. The evening is getting late." then he looked at the four behind him and back at the students.
"Also, how about I escort you kids to the dorms. All seven of you have had a long night, in different ways." he offered politely. He was a teacher that constantly looked either bored or annoyed, but he wasn't heartless, and did care for the students that occupied the school.


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 Posted: Feb 5 2018, 07:40 PM
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Her eyes shifted awayas they were all addressed by the teacher and students. Something about the confidentiality of Scion abilities and then there is the girl who spoke up about shikigami and brains. Shikigami are spirits and usually in the form of paper dolls. Their skills seem elaborate to duplicate items down to their very weights. Mika pondered about this more than the state of the people around her. The evening happened, some charm bracelet was given in thanks that was largely unwanted.

The moment the teacher advised to leave while also suggesting some escort to provide, Mika placed her hands inside her kimono and dropping the bracelet into the holding area in her sleeves. “I’ll accept your escort,” she spoke with her regard of the two others near here going from appreciating their presence to zero. It was clear the night wasn’t in their favor that she regretted to have taken more of her time ti properly inspect all the rooms. If not for the required muscle then the other two were largely unnecessary in her mind.

She walked forward to join them without once making direct eye contact with Makoto nor Eriko.

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 Posted: Feb 7 2018, 01:22 PM
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Well, before they went, it seemed as though Eriko wanted to know the secret behind all the things that they had done during this Halloween experience. The artillery teacher, of course, said that it really wasn't up to him, since it was down to the Scions themselves to discuss or NOT discuss how their powers work. One of the first-years, though, obliged them with an answer, of sorts. Shikigami...and BRAINS!

"Braaainsss..."

Makoto couldn't help but reply to that with a smile. Even though that wasn't much of an answer, it WAS an actual answer. Re-read your Japanese folklore about spells annd such. In some cases, you have your sutras planted by priests, and you have your paper-made servants who are given life through the power granted by their master. That actually DID explain some things. With that said and done, it was time to go and the teacher was offering them some escort back to the dorms.

"Okay, sure. Speaking of Scion powers, though, I have a very combustive Relic. D'you think I could use something that goes 'Boom' with that?"

Uh oh. Was she asking the artilllery teacher for gunpowder?

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 Posted: Feb 13 2018, 07:28 AM
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No full explanation for what she'd experienced wasn't very satisfying, and it showed in Eriko's expression. For a few moments she was frowning and scouring her mind for potential explanations for what'd happened. Relics could be unfathomably powerful she supposed, but to bend reality like had seemed to happen to her was a bit beyond that. Not having one herself she wasn't really sure what the upper limits on their abilities might be. Possible for them to have caused all of her ghostly capabilities and limitations? Indeed. But not knowing was all the more frustrating. The girl named Kosaka seemed nice though, even if her zombie acting left much to be desired.

"Keep it up and you'll be the finest undead at the ball, Kosaka-chan," she remarked with her first smile in a while. After that she looked to the other girls and let out a sigh of relief again. Their ordeal was over for now, and it had all been without anyone being hurt or even a legitimate danger being posed to anyone.

"Okay, while I'm not totally satisfied not knowing.. it was a good show. So I suppose congratulations are in order for putting on a good performance," she remarked.. then let out a big yawn. This had been a longer night than she'd realized! "If it's okay with you all, I'd be happy to walk back together. Weird experience or not, it'd be nice to learn a little more about the people behind it all."

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As the students all gathered up to go the artillery teacher looked carefully at Makoto who had apparently just asked for combustibles. With a bit of a long side eye the teacher gave Makoto a serious look.
"I'm not sure you need such things this evening. However, students are always free to come and ask after the holidays." he explained carefully. He certainly wasn't again letting Makoto have some of his gun powder stores, but, it certainly wouldn't be tonight. Not when it was already late and the teacher didn't wish to wake up the entire, likely dead tired, student body thinking the Ikko had come back for another round.

With that the four young students smiled and followed their senpais towards the dorms. The four talked and whispered and giggled. It was like the people who had been seen in the building earlier didn't really exist. All four students seemed to have acted very well in their roles as they laughed and talked about how one another looked in their makeup and how creepy they had managed to act. Outside of the creepy events in the school building they certainly seemed quite cute.

"Thank you for the escort Senpais!" one of them said cheerfully as another nodded and waved at the three students ahead of them. The cold air moved through the group, but it certainly wouldn't be as creepy as things had been inside the now black and quiet school building.


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 Posted: Feb 19 2018, 05:01 AM
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Mika kept quiet without much interest in asking about how their relics worked. If one took into account of all the strange things that happened then it is possible that the relic ability made them felt real. The warping of the school floors, that curse that bound Glasses-san, and whatever made that other girl into a specter. That zombie type with the paper skills was the most interesting to her in how weight was even included in the illusion. That sort of creativity had her wonder if the person could make people, or clones for that matter, than objects of shapes and sizes.

But on that note, while observing how the four chatted with themselves, Mika continued to avoid eye contact with the other two whom she shared this experience with. That brief comrade of solving the solution only came about once Glasses-san realized that they were angry at the wrong person. Once the wonder and that strange game was over, Mika too felt that the comrade part of the game was over. She slowly tilted her hand so the palm faced upward were some dried blood and the cut began to feel slightly irritable. Blamed for a paper cut. Hope unamusing. The girl's mind brewed darkly before sliding her hand back into her kimono during the escort to the dorms. Once that four departed for their rooms, Mika bowed directly to the teacher, and only the teacher, before turning away to get some sleep. As for this charm bracelet, who knows, maybe she'll read up on how to put a real curse on it and give it to her brother.

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So, the three of them would be walking out with the first-years, and Makoto felt that her mood was definitely uplifted, listening to them chat away. It felt like a good recapture of some of her own lost innocence, in a way. Maybe she'd feel better about her own life, later on, chatting with these two that were with her today.

Well...maybe Eriko more than Mika. Mika seemed to be in a sour mood.

Still, the teacher was certainly right that she didn't need anything right now... It was more along the lines of wondering if her fiery abilities could and should be enhanced by explosives. During the defense of the hospital when the monks were assaulting it, Makoto had noticed that some of them had...exploded. She didn't know why (because she won't realize that a bunch of them were rigged to detonate upon their deaths), but if it could confuse the hell out of her...then other people she fought could be thrust into the same situation.

"There's no rush. Just a little thought for the future."

The group soon reached the exit and the younger students waved them off. Makoto returned the gesture, and then gave the two girl a short bow before heading for the dorms. Still wasn't sure she wanted to keep the bracelet, though...

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 Posted: Feb 21 2018, 07:54 AM
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It was clear that there weren't going to be any further answers about the actual how of what they'd been through. That was fine, Eriko supposed, though she really wasn't satisfied with how much was being left in the dark. As they walked alongside the first years her concerns were slightly alleviated at the way they spoke to each other. Nothing terribly odd about them that would suggest any malice or hostile intent. Just a quartet of students who had enjoyed their roles in a performance, it seemed. The Yamana heiress still wasn't happy about being incapable of doing anything while in her ghostly form, though. Even now it was difficult to accept that she hadn't been able to do anything for herself.

When they arrived at the dorms she was really starting to feel the toll the evening's events had taken on her. For a lot of this evening she'd been left to her own devices, facing her ghostly predicament with no support from her compatriots. Makoto she couldn't blame as much because she at least had the excuse of being incapable of doing much. She'd also been the first to see Eriko and do something to try and help. Mika had had other things going on, so Eriko wasn't sure she could judge her that much without knowing more. Still, it'd been a frustrating and tiring experience that Eriko wasn't terribly keen to experience again. The first years headed off and it seemed their evening was at last at an end.

"Rest well, girls. Let's meet again under less stressful circumstances," she told the other two before all three went their separate ways. As she walked up the stairs toward her dorm, Eriko looked down at her charm bracelet and laughed a little. If nothing else she had to admit it'd been an interesting night.

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With all of the students departing to their dorms the teacher Hideki-sensei watched from a distance as the group entered the large building and split up. Slowly he pulled out a rolled cigarette and a match, lighting it on the top of his boot he placed the match near his mouth and took a drag and he looked up at the sky and turned back towards Edo Bugei's main building. He still had a few things to do before he went home, including making sure the main building was secured, and then double checking the artillery range.

Something always made him uneasy being away from the school's supply of guns and black powder for too long. After the Ikko uprising he couldn't particularly say that he trusted the students not to steal his weaponry. Given how scary tonight had already been to most of the students he didn't think they needed an actual fright of violence.

Meanwhile the four students giggled and laughed as they went to their respective dorms, talking about their senpais and how fun it was to finally be able to use their relics in a fun way instead of just hanging around the Bugei taking classes all the time. It was clear that the four had all been fairly young and hadn't even gone on full missions for the Bugei as of yet.


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"Good night," the Honda girl spoke decidedly for once for her voice to echo a bit in the hallway after chatty group of four left ahead. They seemed like good friends to have an elaborated story of the event to work the way it did. May end up being a group of writers if ever desired but that would be the lightest remarks she had of them. As for the other two of company, Mika remained sour for what happened with Makoto mostly than with Eirko, who had difficulties beyond their control to really have helped or done more for. It was clear that none of them in their group gladly kept the bracelets as a 'fond' memory of the evening based on how muted the walk had been. If not for listening to the group of younger students before them, the trek from the school building to the dorms would have become a mourning death parade.

Next to her voice and the loud clack of closing and locking her door, Mika sighed and emptied out the sleeves of her kimono and began undressing for pjs in a more organized room than ink splattered room. By her bed stand was the Ikko book she purchased and slowly began to study and transcribe. She set the charm bracelet next to it and flopped on the futon covered in a hush of how annoying tonight had turned into over one silly paper cut. "Tearing a body is oddly crude," she murmured into the comforter. The whole thing started out so well before that oafish girl had o nearly fall on top of her. Mika shuddered at the thought of near dying from the weight of a person falling on them, let alone breaking her arms trying to support them from falling. In Mika's own defense, and mind, attempting to stop Makoto would only just be more harmful that a knock out would then leave the other two to go exploring the rooms in their painfully slow pace. Huffing at how unappreciative those two were, Mika crawled under the covers to try sleeping it off.

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"Rest well!" Eriko said as she bid the other girls good night. It'd been quite a trying evening for everyone, but there was some silver lining to this all. Those girls who'd played a role in creating the illusions they'd experienced were close friends. Getting to work together to create something as unique as all this that they'd experienced had to have been pretty fun for them. The Yamana girl smirked wryly at that thought as she ascended the stairs to her dorm. Girls who hadn't experienced battle yet had an innocence about them that Eriko envied in a way. Thought she'd trained to be a warrior herself she had possessed a similar demeanor before the real tests had begun. Tests that no teacher, however skilled, could rightly prepare you for.

She sighed as she stepped through her room's door, thankful to at last be back safe and secure within its walls. Her mind had drifted to the battles she'd fought, and it wasn't a very comforting focus. Too many students had lost their lives in attacks and disasters the school hadn't been prepared for. Disasters weren't something that could be predicated as well as attacks.. how had something so massive occurred under their noses? Regardless it reinforced that any family - or even the whole country - was just a blade's stroke away from being thrown into chaos. Those girls should value the innocence they had now - they wouldn't be so excited to use their relics once they'd been in a fight.

"A warrior's work is never done," she sighed, crashing down onto her bed and trying to think of something that would take her mind off this depressing topic. Anything would do. That's when she was reminded of something - there was a festival in Inaba, or had been one recently, for the harvest. She pulled her phone out, searched and quickly found some images of it. Those peaceful images of smiling people celebrating what looked to be a bountiful harvest helped the future Yamana leader calm herself. Someday soon she'd have to go pay a visit, provided she could get away from Edo given her hefty responsibilities. Soon enough, though, she faded off to sleep after the exhaustion of the day caught up with her.

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After splitting off from the other students, Makoto returned to her dorm. She would put away the charm from the nnight aaand probably forget about it. Best not to associate Mika with it, since it was a made-up shikigami Mika, and nothing like the real thing. Besides, the whole supernatural weight thing is what really got her attention. She was doing well now, fully recovered, but it was clear that she had some real physical capability to work with. That didn't just have to go fighting. So, she made a list of the things she'd be focusing on that had to do with the fighting and not, just to see where it took her.

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-Do something about these scars


Seemed about right. Wasn't sure what to do about the last one, but maybe... Well, she'd feel better about herself, at least. She could go to hot springs and such again, if she did... Some of this stuff was immediately possible. The rest? Who knows? She went to sleep, dreaming of the possibilities.

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Hideki sighed. His need for yet another cigarette was rapidly growing, but he had promised himself he wouldn't have another smoke while on campus tonight. He spent the night with a bunch of kids who didn't smoke, so he could just not smoke too right? Right?! Even thinking about it made him more frustrated which in turn just caused him to want to smoke even more. It was a vicious cycle that was easily his own halloween horror for the evening as he went to check the artillery range.

Outside the range he found the smithing teacher Oda-sensei waiting for him, already having a smoke. As he offered Hideki one the artillery teacher just raised his hand and shook his head a bit, much to Oda-sensei's clear surprise.
"Told myself I wouldn't tonight." he said simply as Oda-sensei smirked a bit. Taking his own out of his mouth he used his fingers to snuff out the light at the end and walking into the range with Hideki he tossed it away. This time it was Hideki's turn to look shocked as Oda-sensei laughed a bit.
"Smoking alone is just dull." and with that the two did a quick check of the ammunition stores and making sure all of the school's guns where still secure. Though as Hideki opened one of the gun lockers a giant ghost of Suzuki-sensei appeared before him, screaming and rushing right at him as even Hideki turned completely white, screamed and nearly passed out.

Oda-sensei, who had been waiting all night for that single moment, burst out laughing. Upon closer inspection it appeared to be some kind of construct shoved into the locker to expand when opened. Hideki shot Oda-sensei the nastiest look he could muster as the Oda clan member grabbed his sides laughing so hard.
"I should shoot you!" Hideki said, his voice extremely high due to being scared. Unfortunately his raised pitch only caused Oda-sensei to laugh more as Hideki quickly grabbed a rifle and pointed it at Oda-sensei.
"You are a dead man." he said, his voice finally breaking back to normal. The next hour would involve taunting on the part of the blacksmith and many vulgar words from Hideki-sensei as he chased Oda-sensei around the range.

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