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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 8:37 pm
[Sorry, little longer then I thought. sweatdrop ] Serkan lowers a hand to the kusari-gama that was slung at his waist, as he removes it and then spins it around a few times while he begins talking. "I use what is known as a Kusari-Gama. It is basically a Sickle and spiked ball connected by a razor chain." He says, with a slight chuckle as he ceases it's movement and then wraps it up again in one slick movement before replacing it to where it belonged on his belt. He was a little curious about these weapons that Rokuro had. These weapons known as Melody arms. THough he was curious, he still had not decided if they would be a help, or a hindrance towards his on abilities as a fighter. Since such things were never known anymore, at least not to Serkan himself. [136]
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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 8:46 pm
(( No problem =) So is your guy like allies with other bad guys or no? ))
"It's rare for me to see anyone use those. Then again I don't exactly get out much sadly..." Rokuo looked out into the distance. "I've thought about leaving this place multiple times but have yet to do so." He said in a mono-tone voice. "So have you left your village for good or have you simply left to later return?" He asked while still looking off into the trees.
[Word Count: 71+1942 = 2013]
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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 8:52 pm
[He's aligned with my other characters. At least the ones that I've tied together into one group. mrgreen For everyone else.. No. xD ] Serkan chuckles a little. "Yeah, I guess you really don't see many people using this kind of weapon anymore." He says, before listening to the remainder of the male's words that were expected to be replied to. "Well. I am still a part of my village, and I return there from time to time. I may come to be the Kage in the future, though I am not striving towards such a goal. My over all goal, is to become the proclaimed God of Blood. As I am rightfully able to become. But that is going to take a lot of work, and a lot of battles before it happens." He says, with another chuckle as he shakes his head slowly. It was going to take a lot of work indeed. And he was not completely looking forward to such tasks as would be required. [145]
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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 8:58 pm
(( Nice xd
"I see." Rokuo paused to slowly move his sights on the man. "You spoke of a game earlier. What is it?" The young genin asked Serkan. This man had something about him that struck Rokuo's interest of adventure. Though he may not become an ally, but he may even become an enemy. Nonetheless Rokuo was enjoying his company.
[Word Count: 58+2013 = 2071]
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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 9:10 pm
 A sudden and almost twisted grin seemed to form across Serkan's face as he listened to the male ask about his game. Since he was a rather evil person, it made things interesting when people actually came out and asked about the game that some times lead to the deaths of many. "Well, the game is in all understandings, a battle. It consists of granting both opponents a complete sense of the thrills of fighting, without them having to worry about things like their own death hanging over their shoulders. Though death does happen, it still is not something to worry about, for almost all people some how manage to return after their deaths." Serakn says, as an almost crazed expression shifts onto his features, before it instantly vanishes again. "Although, they only return when their bodies are in a good enough condition to. So some times they're not so lucky." He says with a slight chuckle as he cracks his neck from one side to the other in a slow way. His bloody eyes, still seeming to be like pools of blood swirling in his sockets, watched the male closely as he waited to see if the male wanted to play or not. For some times, you could never tell with a person, they could want to play, but are too scared for their lives, or they could not want to play, but care nothing for their lives. Only time could ever tell which person was which type. [250]
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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 9:21 pm
"So..." Rokuo paused as he looked off into the distance. "It's a simple battle of life and death. Nothing more." Rokuo spoke and as he thought of his words he started to realize of what was truly happening to him. He was leaving his usual good neutral side. He was becoming a corrupted person whether he was liking it or not. In his case, he was liking it. "To me that sounds to simple of a game. Nothing out of the usual, and nothing makes it stand out. I have no interest in your game now. Sorry." Rokuo said as he looked back at the man. He was now looking at his weapon resting at his side. "Do you ever do such a thing called sparring to simply see the battle of strengths? With no disrespect it seems you don't. After all I could see that grin on your face when you spoke of this game." Rokuo could almost feel the corruption rapidly grow over him as the words slipped right off of his tongue. [Word Count: 177+2071 = 2248]
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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 9:34 pm
"Sparring... Well I suppose if you wanted to look at it like a lesser version of my own game. Then I do spar, only it is more of a battle until I get bored scenerio.." Serkan says, as he chuckles a little and thinking over the thoughts of sparring with this male. It would help him in learning more about these melody arms that he seemed to possess. Though Serkan had no intentions of earning one for himself, he did want to make sure that he had some way to counter act the way the weapons are used, in order to earn better stratagies when it came to his own fighting style. "It would be nice to see this village covered in blood... Wouldn't it?" He says, reffering to a technique he had, more then an actual slaughtering of the occupants of the village. [144]
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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 9:41 pm
"I see. It seems you are truly from the Blood Village since you have a lust for blood from the sound of things." Rokuo paused after hearing Serkan's last question. It was an odd one no doubt but he wasn't thrown off guard. The question simply just made him think about it before he came to his final decision. "I wouldn't know. I'm starting to find this place a bit dull and would like to leave to go in search for something else. But I have yet to figure out what that something is." Rokuo then remembered of his last dream involving the doctor.
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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 9:47 pm
[Kind of drawing the conversation out, since I'm going to bed in about 10 minutes. (It will be 1am and I have school xD) and I don't want to leave you waiting for me, so I was going to let you have a chance to leave, as if the conversation was over. Or something before hand. 3nodding ] Serkan nods a little as he listens to the male's words. "It is a beautiful thing, blood. It is thick, and tastes so good, it's texture just begging to be sliding down your throat by the buckets." He says, as he crosses his arms across his chest, he seemed rather serious, although there was still a rather humorous way to what he was saying at this moment. Nothing seemed to add up, to exactly what he meant about a rain of blood. But that was not really as important, since he had not tried to start a fight yet he had gone and thought about it once or twice. It was slightly weird of Serkan to be acting in this manner. [121]
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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 9:54 pm
(( Thanks >.< I may have my character join up with him later on... My character is um... going to fully become evil if you will. ))
Rokuo looked at the man. He felt strange all of a sudden. Something was making the hairs on the back of his neck creep upwards. "I hate to do such a thing, but I must be leaving your company at the time. I have a very personal matter to attend to. Hopefully we will meet another time, and perhaps you may add some 'spice' to your game to interest me fully." Rokuo said as he had then walked passed the man slowly. Then in a stealth manner he then fixed his Melody Arms so they wouldn't affect anyone around them.
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Posted: Sat Feb 14, 2009 2:39 pm
With things resolved and their planning put aside for Drago and Akai who were entering the Jounin Exams, Tsuki merely shrugs, watching the two of them vanish. Tsuki couldn't do everything on her own so she decided to head off elsewhere to kill time until they got back, besides she had to finish one of her own personal conquests anyway so she didn't have too much time to be dilly-dallying around. With a yawn Tsuki began to make her leave away from the sound village, the adolescent girl's form disintegrating into the wind as she vanished, taking off toward the Hidden Grass.
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Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2009 7:07 am
The boat ride from hidden leaf was long and un-eventful. They both were bored and stared into the water. Due to the long distance between the two villages this was to be expected though. "Are we there yet?" Dawn said, for the utmost time. Knight shook his head no and continued to stare ahead. "I think we could walk faster than this ferry is going..." Knigth stated, not caring if the boat personel heard him. Dawn then perked up. "Wanna try?" He focused chakara to his feet and lept off the boat, running in the direction of Hidden sound. Knight followed suite and soon the race was on. Both tore across the open water heading for home, the shocked ferry crew looking on as their only two Customers ran off. Knight was winning the race until he tripped on en exposed branch and fell into the water, getting back out he watch Dawn rip past him, a small wake in tow. Soon the Kon twins were on the banks of their home turf, and they could see their wonderful city in the back ground of the morning. They also ran there as well, always racing, always in compettion. Knight won this one, making them tied. They both walked threw their child hood memories, gasping and out of breath. The soon found them selves on their street, memories of children games and old friends flooded their minds. "Look how much you've grown! Seems like just yesterday you were playing ball with my son..." Reministed on man who stopped them to talk.
Finally, they stood outside their own house, a relic in their ever updating minds. "Do you think they even still live here?" Asked Dawn. He couldn't see why they would move but it was very much possible. Knight shrugged and trudged on forward, he would answer his brother's question soon enough. He knocked on the door just as Dawn caugh up with him. Their aged mother opened the door and abruptly closed it after. They heeard crying and the shuffling of feet, then the door opened once more to show thier father. "Come in, your mother was not pre-pared for your arival. You did show up quite un expectedly." They nodded and came in. Their Father lead them to the kitchen where they sat down to eat. He brought them drinks and took a seat opposite them. "So how has it been? Doing the ninja thing and all?" They nodded and begun to tell their father of their victories in the dojo, Dawn's success at tree climbing and knights at water walking. Leaving the Academy they tld him of the great hidden leaf and how it was emense and grand beyond thought. Then that lead them to their favorite part, Jiraiya and Naruto and all the powerful jutsu they learned. "That is quite a story, and your adventure has just begun!"
Thinking back, Knight remembered his question. "Father, what do you know of the tailed beasts? Naruto spoke of them and I did not feel it proper to ask him." Their Father suddenly got a very stern look on his face. "In our world, there are nine magical beasts of immense power. They ranged from different animals with elemental control. In the old wars, ninja countries would try to get a head by sealing theses creatures in side of ninja. This is what happened to Gaara of hidden Sand. Naruto however is a savior. He had the nine tails sealed within him to save the city Of hidden Leaf. At the cost of the third hokages life. It was a sad day." Knight and Dawn thought this over and agreed that they had even more reason to respect Naruto now. "And we also saw a man spying on him in the forest, he wore balck with red clouds..." Said Dawn before his father cut him off. "Akatsuki, scum of the world. They extract the demons from the ninja, at the cost of their life. Their reasons are unknon but they should be avoided at all costs." The twin nodded and Knight noted to himself that when he became ANBU he would hunt them down.
Their mother had been listening on the stairs and took the gao in conversation to make herself known. "Father, why not teach your sons a jutsu of old, instead of scare them to death with your talk of demons and scum?" Their father smiled and rose up. "Exelllent idea honey, Knight and Dawn. Meet me in the back." Their father left and they turned to hug their mother. She said she missed them and went on cleaning up thier dishes. The two Twins then headed out back, hungry for jutsu. "Now," said thier father, seeing them arrive, "I will not be able to preform this as it takes two Kon, and my brother is away, but I will show you what to do. THis is a summon technique, and this is how you do it." He positioned his sons neext to each other and instructd them to draw blood to themselves. They bit their thumbs and watched as their father onstructed them to slam it to the ground and focus chakara to a door. They did this and a large gate apeared with a demon on it. "Rashomon!!!" Shouted their father, as his old techinque took life. "Well done my children. This is a near impenitrable gate that will defend you from all but the strongest of attacks." The twins smiled and dispersed the gate. (919 - 900 for rashomon = 19)
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Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2009 6:50 pm
after thanking their father, thw twins head for the docks
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Posted: Fri Mar 06, 2009 9:09 am
Akira entered the Rice Country and Hidden Sound. He was surprised to be back here again. IT had been a long time since Hidden Sound was a part of Orochimaru's plans and they seemed to have become a true village on to its own. Akira looked around. The fact of the matter was he had no idea where to look for the nine tails. The thing was that he had no clue how to find him. Really the only choice that Akira had at this point was to simply wander and hopefully get lucky and catch sight of him. It was weird. All of this seemed like a blast from the past for Akira. People that he had not seen in years and did not think that he would see again. It seemed that to save the world, past enemies must become friends.
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Posted: Fri Mar 06, 2009 12:07 pm
Ever since Kyoshou arrived with the news of Akatsuki and the Phoenix, the village had been crawling with ninja running back and fourth to deliver messages. Kyoshou was just heading back to the Kage building when he was struck with the presence of a familiar Bijuu. The Four Tails. He hadn't felt that presence since that faithful day at the chuunin exams. A smile lit up on Kyoshou's face as he dashed off on all fours leaving a trail of silver chakra behind him. Finally Akira came into view and the sound nin lept into a tackle hug. "Akira-kun! Its been so long! How have you been since the exams?" Kyoushou had always been fond of Akira despite having to fight him in the finals of the exam. He got off Akira realizing he probably hurt him. "oops. Sorry. I guess your here about Akatsuki and that Phoenix aren't you?"
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