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 Posted: Sat Apr 28, 2012 2:01 am
Drago_the_Blackrose so Deadwardians, Dark Knight, and JL Dark..all disappointing. Jesus christ.. Yeah, sorry about my post as joker... I've been having one hell of a writer's block when it comes to coming up with something he would do. >_<; I'll be sure to post sometime tomorrow evening. I'm sorry Drago...
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Posted: Sat Apr 28, 2012 2:08 am
bonedragon17 Drago_the_Blackrose so Deadwardians, Dark Knight, and JL Dark..all disappointing. Jesus christ.. Yeah, sorry about my post as joker... I've been having one hell of a writer's block when it comes to coming up with something he would do. >_<; I'll be sure to post sometime tomorrow evening. I'm sorry Drago... oh your cool. But I noticed that like nobody is posting besides like rlrl, yuka, you, ryo.. and others.. me.. I just want to get new members up and posting or something
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Posted: Sat Apr 28, 2012 2:25 am
Drago_the_Blackrose bonedragon17 Drago_the_Blackrose so Deadwardians, Dark Knight, and JL Dark..all disappointing. Jesus christ.. Yeah, sorry about my post as joker... I've been having one hell of a writer's block when it comes to coming up with something he would do. >_<; I'll be sure to post sometime tomorrow evening. I'm sorry Drago... oh your cool. But I noticed that like nobody is posting besides like rlrl, yuka, you, ryo.. and others.. me.. I just want to get new members up and posting or something Ah. I think they may be intimidated with the actual Chaos when they just started. lol. I'd be the same way too you know. ^_^
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Posted: Sat Apr 28, 2012 4:30 am
its like.. this is what I want to rp. "What's that?" The ninja said as he looked down from the sky. It was a mistake because in one moment his head was missing. The blood squirted like a volcano something that could only be seen in Japanese Action movies. It was actually quite amazing to see this boy work. He only stood there not even marked with the slightest bit of blood. That was the first step. He could only imagine that if this was their strength.. then the rest of them would fall like dominoes. He held his hand down and reached to his side holster tapping his favorite blade. His eyes gleamed up the wall. His lips were getting dry.. the heat from the hot day plus not having water for the last few days.. it was actually bothersome. Didn't matter.. he still had a job to do. He looked up the wall and he only cracked his first hand. However he looked at his second hand. It whirled with a mechanical yell. He lost this hand in a good sword fight.. and he would never forget that day. Back to the wall..his current objective. "..always a ******** wall. Always a ******** high wall..at that.. better to see with I guess." He pointed his hand towards the base of the wall and it fired off like a rocket. The hand pierced the wall and a long rope flew out of his forearm. He slid up the wall gliding through the night air almost as he was a bandit in the night. Well he was a bandit wasn't he. An Assassin. He was the mark of death..and he was only the first one. He stayed connected to the wall he could hear the pitter patting of the ninjas. They were under trained. They were crap. He was better. He lost more. As they walked by he pulled himself up on the wall and quickly reached in his side pocket and pulled his favorite blade from the holster. The small army knife couldn't have been any bigger than a knife. He ran towards the first ninja and quickly stabbed him through the throat. As he stabbed him threw the throat he pulled the blade out just as quickly.. not a sound. He then reached in the side holster of the ninja he just killed and tossed the kunai threw the second ninja. He tossed both of them down to the ground. "He will do just fine.. he has enough soul energy..to..make one shell.. and the other one..has enough structure to make him into a launcher. Target.." The man grabbed the body of the second nin and pulled him into a sort of weapon. A weapon that havn't been seen in the ninja world for a while.. However, he wasn't from the ninja world. He was a specialist. He was a from the west. The dusty trails.. whatever..it didn't matter he only had one shot. The soul bullet would have to hit the market just right. He sat the rifle down on the edge of the wall. He pulled out his first eye and replaced it with a sort of cybernetic eye. It perfected his aim. He threw a cloak on top of him to make him blend in with the surroundings. It was time. He would collect his pay check for killing him. It was about damn time somebody did it.. This ninja world wasn't for him. "Everybody is a damn ninja here.. I want to go home where I can cold beer..and not have to worry about Bruce ******** Lee clones trying to karate kick me. I just want to be shot at like a regular man. Damn it." He said as he stopped talking. He just sat there and waited for his mark to come out. One bullet. One mark. 
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Posted: Sat Apr 28, 2012 4:46 am
A shinobi flew out from the side of the mysterious shinobi shouting, "Dynamic Entry~!" It was a young man, rather short but covered in a green leotard. However, this was not the Green Beast of Konoha or his young apprentice in the taijutsu martial arts but rather someone who had taken up their youthful spirit although he did not look too bright. ((Lol. Just had to make this post. ^_^))
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Posted: Sat Apr 28, 2012 8:31 am
Sorry for not posting recently, I've been so busy.
Will post today in Nightmare, Leaf, Leaf again. In that order.
The SL should be held up a little longer so the new members can see how the more experienced members react to it and learn from them. Just my thoughts.
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Posted: Sat Apr 28, 2012 2:25 pm
weeks been iffy...glad the ******** weekend is here
was out all night friday. Post in Sannin Commencing */transformer noises*
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Posted: Sat Apr 28, 2012 4:13 pm
Night bring some other crazy one shot characters in
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Posted: Sat Apr 28, 2012 9:49 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 28, 2012 10:38 pm
just wanted to post how awesome that is.. By Nega_Canada. Didn't even ask.. that is SIMPLY..amazing. Now I am going to do some random post in my next...
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Posted: Sat Apr 28, 2012 11:14 pm
Now playing Jazz..that's my thing. There's nothing more what I like to do..but sit back in a smokey club..and play some music. Listening to those odd tunes..and playing them for people that love it. That's the life.. and I found it"
He sat there and drank a small cup of Saki. It was the lightest cup he ever had and it made him wonder if he could even perform with this stuff...It wasn't his amber goodness. His dark bottle of liquid courage.. or liquid inspiration. it was Saki.. whatever the hell that was.. Saki did have a kick.. so it would have to work for now..some days he needed a drink just to make it through his day. He sat there for a moment swirling his finger in his drink. As he gave a dark smile. He tapped his fingers against the case that he had on the table next to him. It was bar.. it was a club.. It just wasn't his bar. It wasn't his club. It was the bar he was asked to be in. It was the bar that he needed to be in. Now the questions were flying in his head about what if he couldn't perform.. what if he couldn't do the job. He only shook his head as he watched the people come into the bar. They were doing whatever they did..ordering food. Catching up. They didn't come to listen to his horn. They didn't come to listen to his music. However they would.. the big stature man..with the pink shirt on the inside seemed to command the room when he rose. As he tapped the case and opened it. He could almost hear it call his name. As he ran his fingers up her long golden neck. He pressed her buttons slowly and pulled the tool out of its case. Some people..liked to use paint..some swords..others.. their voice. He..he enjoyed using his saxophone. It was his tool. It was his voice. He only walked to the front of the bar as he took a slight bow. He never needed a mic. It only distorted his sound. "Hey...out there.. my name is Midvalley.. and you can say I am some sort of horn freak.. I know that you might have never heard this type of music before.. but it would be an honor to play it for you." He took the horn and placed it gently in his mouth. He loved her.. her name was Gloria. He pressed his fingers against her slowly. As he played the horn it sent a some what wave of depression through the air. However it was upbeat.. it gave a slight chance of being normal as well. The music that could be heard was a..chance of redemption.. it was a chance to become a better person. He however kept playing for him seemed like seconds..to the audience felt like heaven. they were able to be in nirvana for just that one moment. However his eyes sparked and his head went down as he slightly gave a frown. He looked as he saw that they were all so happy. He loved to see people happy. it was one of the reasons he became a horn player.. one of the reasons he became a musician. It was because he like to make people feel.. However.. the problem with being for hire..is that eventually that moment would end. He never stopped. He pressed a button on his saxophone and the music notes seemed to change. The once deep notes got a bit deeper. The walls began to crackle and crack. The walls seemed to shatter around him. He watched the roof fall in around him and kill the people around him. He watched their cries. He watched their sins. He watched them scream for salvation..however.. the music would be their last pleasure..the music would be their last. He only seemed to put his horn back in the case as he slowly walked towards one person..who seemed to be hanging on by dear life. He crouched down to them. "Hey.. I was sent to kill you.... do you hear me.. Kill you and only you..and I had to kill all of these people.. how does it feel to know that all of these souls are you soul. I wrote that song for you up there.. I call it rhapsody in death. It's the last time I will play that tune. The last time anyone will hear it. Do you hear your breathe shortening..that's you about to die.. don't worry... I won't give you the satisfaction of praying before you die." Midvalley stepped on his neck. He looked to see that his saki had some debris in it. He sighed slowly. As he poured ti out and shook his head. "Damn that was a pretty good drink too.." He moaned as he walked out to continue to explore his.. new world.
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2012 4:35 am
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2012 12:33 pm
Hmm, arm still hurts. If it doesn't stop in the next couple of days, I may have to get it checked out.
In more guild-focused news, still debating making five or so new characters. I've got their basic mindsets in order, and chipping away at their profiles. Still have a fair bit to do before they would be ready, though. Still have to get their pics ready too. On that note, I think I'm going to try to track down the source for making those cards, and try to finish making them for all my characters.
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2012 1:57 pm
digging the teaset smile
@hedero maybe you should get it checked out. can't have you walking around injured..and 5 or so new people? O.O i border on having motivaton on making another character lol
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2012 2:31 pm
ACM- Yeah, maybe. It'll feel weird having to say what happened, though... Unrequired explanation(in white, with ref'd link):
Like the line from Aqua's Freaky Friday
On my way through cross-town traffic, I was hit by a giant truck
Really wouldn't recommend anyone trying that.
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