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 Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2007 6:15 pm
Okay, here's something to help people out on things.
I've heard a lot of people saying they want to try out certain characters, and whatnot.
Well, here's a roleplay where you HAVE to play a new character(or many)- You are not allowed to play someone you've roleplayed as before!
Dead characters, are allowed.
PM me with who you want to be.>
Plot:
A large party is being held in Konoha... what for? The Celebration of Shinobi.
A long time before Naruto and his crew, someone came up with the Ninja system for each village. Now, several hundered(possibly) years later, that system is still going.
All ninja are invited to Konoha- even the dangerous ones. The only rule is that this is a time of peace, and NOBODY is allowed to fight one another.
Who knows.. maybe a few romances might spring up from it all.
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2007 6:16 pm
Character List:
Gaara - Disturbing Tale Teller
Sai - Disturbing Tale Teller
Zabuza - Disturbing Tale Teller
Kisame - Disturbing Tale Teller
Kankuro - Anekio Hamaguchi
Iruka - Anekio Hamaguchi
Haku - Lady Kiba
Neji - Lady Kiba
Kotetsu - Reybii
Sasori - Reybii
Itachi - Public Pervert
Deidara - The Black Poker Chip
Tobi - The Black Poker Chip
Hidan - The Black Poker Chip
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2007 7:17 pm
((Alrighty, I guess we'll start, now.
Remember: Everyone's trying something new, so if you want to give pointers, feel free! *hint hint, nudge nudge*))
Gaara looked almost boredly over the wall of the balcony that hung over the streets that ran in front of the hotel he and his siblings were staying at. It was about noon-ish, so he'd moved to where the sun didn't beat down into his eyes. At least it wasn't windy and dusty like Sunagakure.
Aquamarine eyes idly watched passer-byers, off getting ready for the celebration, or other things. They reminded Gaara of ants... moving about without a worry about what else was going on, carrying what they needed to and from their homes, how easy it might be to squish one...
The redhead gave a slight twitch of his lips- downwards. The Shukaku was gone... he had no need of those thoughts. Besides... everyone was on peace treaty until they were back in their own villages.
Sai sat upon a rooftop, re-creating a scene in front of him on a sketchbook- the preperations for almost a banquet area in front of the Hokage-faced mountain, and even on it. Having all the ninja, or whoever chose to come, in one place would mean they would need a large space to hold everyone. Hotels would be no-doubt'dly full.
"I wonder if no-d**k will show up." The male voiced to himself, aloud.
Momochi Zabuza currently sat within a hotel room, legs crossed before him, sword leaning against the wall at his side, and his hands on his knee's. He'd seen no point in coming to the festivities, but he had a feeling that there would be well-paying employers attending. So, he wasn't there to celebrate the reason he was who he was to that day. He was mearly there to gain a means to earn more money for needed supplies.
Opening closed eyes, Zabuza looked around the room with the usual scowl. Haku'd disappeared some time ago to do something... he wondered where that boy had gotten off to. Perhaps coming to a new village, employers or not, might've gotten the younger male lost against his will. Now that would be something to chide the boy about. Closing his eyes once more, the Momochi began working on recalling the names of employers that might come for the celebration.
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2007 8:22 pm
Hyuuga Neji stood in the center of his uncles yard staring at the girl across from him. While she was gasping for breath, he'd barely broken a sweat.
"You are not trying hard enough, Hinata. You will never proceed the clan unless you improve your abilities greatly." Seeing that she was no longer fit for any more fighting, he deactivated his Byakugan. "We'll continue this tomorrow." Without another word to the girl, he left to go find something better to do with his time.
While he'd been separated from his precious person when they'd first arrived here in Konoha, Haku was enjoying himself. He sat in a field of flowers, picking any that caught his eye for no particular reason. He smiled at the birds as they flew and landed near him and even tossed them some seed he'd picked up earlier for just such a purpose. I wonder where Zabuza-sama is? Probably out looking for our next employer or even scouting out the village for future reference.
Knowing that if he stayed away too long that Zabuza would get irritated, Haku got up and headed back to the village to search for his leader.
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2007 8:40 pm
After a few more minutes of thinking, Zabuza's eyes opened once more and found the room to be empty, still. His stomach giving a slight rumble, his mood shifted into slight irritation as he moved from sitting down, into a standing position. With one fell swoop, his sword was across his back, and he headed out to search for his tool.
Stepping out into the road, the area around the Momochi shifted to emptiness, the aura around him proving to be death-tempting to even wander close to him. Crowded streets below... a tall building nearby... Zabuza shifted to travel by rooftop, before landing atop a large building with a billboard sign upon it. He payed no attention to the advertisement about the incoming celebration as he shifted into a crouched position, scanning the few roads he could see from his vantage point for his feminine student.
An itching began in Zabuza's arms, but he ignored them. It was then one would note his attire for the day- devoid of the usual tank top, or lack of any top. Actually, it lacked nothing, save for amounts of skin showing. The Momochi wore a dark shirt, which it's sleeves went down to tuck under his arm warmers. It hid the continuous trace of bandage around his upper half- wounds yet to heal from a battle so long ago.
The irritation was growing within Zabuza as the tempt to scratch at the scabs delt by Kunai on his upper arms increased. If Haku were there, he'd have a destraction. There would be something else for him to think about besides for finding the boy, and possibly getting rid of his itching annoyance.
Sai began watching people move about below, his sketch laying mostly completed within his lap. An expressionless face reigned his features, as his eyes followed people moving to and fro- quite similarly to (unknowingly to Sai), Gaara.
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2007 8:55 pm
Haku had stopped at one of the food stalls and picked up a few thing he'd thought Zabuza would like.
"Have a nice day, Miss." the woman behind the counter had said.
I shouldn't have worn the pink one. He thought as he looked down at his kimono. The fact that his hair was unbound made him look even more like a girl than a boy. He'd grown used to it over the years so just shrugged it off as always as he continued down the street. He stopped outside a clothing shop and thought about going in to see about getting a new kimono but changed his mind. I mustn't keep Zabuza-sama waiting longer...I'll come back before we leave. He made a mental note of the location of the shop before continuing on.
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2007 11:04 am
A hand twitched slightly as Zabuza scanned the crowds below his lookout-point. Then, there- a flash of pink, with long black hair down and around the young male's shoulders. People probably mistook him for a girl, but the Momochi knew better. Standing again, he moved down from where he was and went to confront Haku, annoyance clear in his eyes.
"Haku." Zabuza said. It was sharp, piercing through the noise of the crowd even though it had not been loud. The s-ranked criminal watched the younger male's reaction, his arms crossed in front of his chest. His stomach gave another soft grumble; they would have to get something to eat, soon.
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2007 11:09 am
Neji stopped at one of the vending machiens and got himself some green tea, then sat down on one of the benches. While he planned on doing some more training on his own even if there was festivities going on, he was enjoying his break. Seems there were going to be people from all the different villages, he decided to take the time to study them in case he ever came up against someone, he wanted to be prepared. Then again his jutsus were nearly perfect against most attacks.
What a nice calm day. He thought as he looked up at the sky, happy to see no rain clouds in sight. I wonder what my other team mates are up to today?
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2007 11:12 am
Haku turned to see his master standing behind him and gave him a small smile and a nod. "Zabuza-sama, I'm sorry to keep you waiting. I bought some food if you are hungry...just some rice balls and fried squid so far." While he had been a bit startled to suddenly hear the Momochis deep voice behind him, his training had allowed him to hid it. "Shall we buy some more food then find a place to sit?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2007 11:21 am
Zabuza examined the bag in Haku's hands, momentarily. "No, that is enough." He hated to admit it, but they would have to refrain from spending too much, if they were to buy the needed supplies, and maybe a little more. He could see the small bit of frayed edge at the end of Haku's kimono, and knew his other clothes were around the same condition. Maybe while the boy slept, one night, he would get something.
Zabuza examined the younger male before him a little longer before unfurling his arms from his chest and starting walking. "There's a place to sit, here." He directed at Haku, soon coming upon a small fountain area with vacant tables and chairs, set there for public use. Approaching a table, he pulled over two chairs, one in which he sat on, and the other he propped his feet against. Looking over to his Tool, he looked expectantly at the male, before looking to the bag he held.
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2007 11:27 am
Haku took the things out of the bag and placed them on the table before having a seat himself, across from the bigger man. "You may eat your fill first, Zabuza-sama. I'm not that hungry and I know you hate doing anything on an empty stomach. It would only be another distraction for you." Speaking of distractions, he looked at the shirt Zabuza wore, secretly missing seeing the bare chest. "How are your older wounds doing? If they are bothering you, I have some cream that should stop any itching."
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2007 11:30 am
A tall figure soon approched the gates of Konoha, long grey hair tied neatly in a low ponytail tucked into the collar of his cloak. Normally, he'd have his partner Kisame along with him, but the shark-looking man was a slacker- too slow for his own good.
Even so, Itachi wasn't even on a mission today, so he didn't need Kisame, even if he was realiable. Today was the Celebration of Shinobi, a festival he used to go to as a child. He had enjoyed it back then, and-despite his prefrence of a more solitary place- actually wanted to come. Leader-Sama had told him to go seek out the Jinnukuri today, although it wasn't like he could take any action- he just might, yet that would make Konoha parinoid of Akatsuki invasion, let alone just him.
Despite worried glares from the gate guardians ( Honestly, it's a celebration of peace, why are they still there?) the tall Uchiha entered the village, his two crimsion eyes already becoming adjusted to the many diffrent people out celebrating in the streets. He was used to it from past experiances- Konoha was a big village, after all.
He wandered into a nearby dango shop and ordered two as he sat down, looking out for the blond Jinnukuri. Unknown to the other Akatsuki members, Uchiha Itachi loved sweets.
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2007 11:41 am
"They're fine." Zabuza said tonelessly as he shifted to reach over and grabbed a rice ball. The gauze covering his mouth was shifted down slightly, to reveal a pointed-teeth mouth, before the male began eating. However, he wondered about the anti-itch cream. His arms were begining to drive him nuts, though a little less since he had a distraction now from them, but his back was starting up as well.
There's nothing more annoying then getting stabbed in the back repeatedly, after having your arms have their nerves stabbed to the point of the inability to use them, only to later have them itch like mad while they healed.
"How is your chest?" Zabuza asked, a slight hint of concern slipping past his cold demeanor. Another bite was taken from the rice ball, as dark brown eyes shifted downwards at the other amounts of food on the table. Sometimes, the older male marvelled that they were alive... however, the younger male didn't know that they actually did die, so it was kept a secret. A secret, along with anything else that happened at the Uzumaki Bridge after Haku died. However, there were a few hints at what Zabuza had said on the bridge... he seemed a little nicer, but worked on concealing it to keep things as they'd been before, for Haku.
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2007 12:04 pm
Haku blinked at Zabuzas concern. "It's healing well, though it's going to leave a scar. It was a deep wound, I'm surprised that I'm still alive after taking a direct hit from such a powerful jutsu." He rubbed his chest, his own wound itching a bit which is why he'd bought the cream. He picked up one of the smaller rice balls and began to nibble on it.
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2007 12:19 pm
"Good." Zabuza mearly said. His eyes trailed back up to Haku, watching him nibble on one of the rice balls. The last of his own was popped into his mouth, and he chewed while thinking.
"We'll be delaying training until after the event. You are free to roam at your will, as long as I don't need you for the day." Zabuza said after a usual span of silence. "I suggest you keep track of where the hotel was, as not to get lost..." His voice trailed off as he shifted an arm to reach for a bit of fried squid, however, said arm seemed to refuse to move.
Eyes narrowing, Zabuza reached up with the arm that was working, and massaged the area of where his wound was, gently. Soon the immobile arm was mobile, again, and he finished his quest of getting squid, while the look on his face suggested that that particular moment would soon be forgotten. His nerves damaged during the fight had healed mostly, but there were still a few moments where he could feel nothing in his arms.
Sharp teeth easily bit off a piece of squid as Zabuza shifted his eyes back to Haku.
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