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 Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 10:39 am
still unsure of what village Im joining and the surname but the first name is Aryza
Aryza was laying down in the grass with her eyes closed and her arms stretched out to her sides. The wind blew softly rustling the leaves in the nearby trees . Her breathing was calm and soft. She was enjoying the way the sun bathed her face in warmth. Something happened. A shadow appeared over her blocking the sun. Slowly she opened her eyes. The cause was a group of clouds. Gazing up her eyes observed them curiously. As they moved along through the sky they shaped different things. A group of them looked like an eagle attacking some sort of fish. A while later she saw one that looked like a pony. Smiling she sat up. The wind suddenly blew harder throwing her short brown hair spinning around her head. Tilting her head upwards Aryza gazed up at the sky once more. Balancing her weight backwards she then jumped onto her feet. She stretched her arms upward bringing them down again. Her break had felt good and she felt completely refreshed but it was now time to resume her training.
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 1:06 pm
dragaosagrada still unsure of what village Im joining and the surname but the first name is Aryza Aryza was laying down in the grass with her eyes closed and her arms stretched out to her sides. The wind blew softly rustling the leaves in the nearby trees . Her breathing was calm and soft. She was enjoying the way the sun bathed her face in warmth. Something happened. A shadow appeared over her blocking the sun. Slowly she opened her eyes. The cause was a group of clouds. Gazing up her eyes observed them curiously. As they moved along through the sky they shaped different things. A group of them looked like an eagle attacking some sort of fish. A while later she saw one that looked like a pony. Smiling she sat up. The wind suddenly blew harder throwing her short brown hair spinning around her head. Tilting her head upwards Aryza gazed up at the sky once more. Balancing her weight backwards she then jumped onto her feet. She stretched her arms upward bringing them down again. Her break had felt good and she felt completely refreshed but it was now time to resume her training. pass. why not join suna.
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 4:39 pm
onixdragon dragaosagrada still unsure of what village Im joining and the surname but the first name is Aryza Aryza was laying down in the grass with her eyes closed and her arms stretched out to her sides. The wind blew softly rustling the leaves in the nearby trees . Her breathing was calm and soft. She was enjoying the way the sun bathed her face in warmth. Something happened. A shadow appeared over her blocking the sun. Slowly she opened her eyes. The cause was a group of clouds. Gazing up her eyes observed them curiously. As they moved along through the sky they shaped different things. A group of them looked like an eagle attacking some sort of fish. A while later she saw one that looked like a pony. Smiling she sat up. The wind suddenly blew harder throwing her short brown hair spinning around her head. Tilting her head upwards Aryza gazed up at the sky once more. Balancing her weight backwards she then jumped onto her feet. She stretched her arms upward bringing them down again. Her break had felt good and she felt completely refreshed but it was now time to resume her training. pass. why not join suna. thank you and ill think about it
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 4:17 pm
This proceeding post is the history I'd like to use for a custom Kekkei Genkai, but I'm sure i can discuss this with someone later. ONTO THE MAIN EVENT!
Many years after the founding of the Sand village a young family came seeking sanctuary from their feuding families. The wife, Kairi, was going to give birth soon and the husband made a deal with the current Kazekage, he would train in the militia and in turn his wife would be given the medical care and his family would be allowed to stay. All went well for a period of thirteen years. The father had risen in the ranks and was training younger ninjas to manipulate the wind element in Ninjutsu techniques. His daughter was thirteen and was doing well in training with her father. She used a fan to focus the wind element and manipulate it.
It was around this time that Kairi's family came to the Sand village under guise. They drew out the husband and killed him outside the gates. Fearing something was amiss the young daughter went in search of her father and when she saw her father slain upon the sand outside the gates of the city she cried out and ran to him. When she reached his lifeless form her estranged uncles confronted this filthy child and gutted her with the same distaste they slew her father with.
Kairi, searching for her child witnessed the act of violence that her family's rage had caused. Trembling with rage she stepped out of the gates and marched towards her brothers. Turning their attention to her they all smiled and assumed that they were finally able to end the dishonour that their sister had created. It was then that the entire area stood still. All around the brothers suddenly noticed the stagnation of the air. Kairi stopped at the corpses of her family and touched the faces of her beloved husband and young daughter.
When she stood the air currents began to swirl around her feet and soon danced around her entire body extensions of her just rage. Fearing that perhaps the Sand Ninja were coming three of the brothers charged their younger sister weapons lowered for her bowels. Around each a vortex formed and lifted each brother high over the battle field. Spinning quicker and quicker Kairi willed the vortices to merge. The three brothers were inside the eye of their windy tomb. Releasing the wall of their prison she allowed them a brief moment of reprieve, then they realized they were disarmed. From above a rain of kunai and three katanas streamed down onto them. Each katana found the heart of it's owner. Kairi reached out with her will and pressed the remaining two brothers to the ground with hurricane force down-drafts. She slowly walked over and, standing between her two brothers, she forced her will upon the wind. Two razor wind currents spun around her left arm, she drove her arm deep into the chest of the first brother and then with a thought tossed his body into a pile with the other three dead. The wind itself snarled in rage as Kairi closed upon the last brother. Gazing at her youngest brother she finally spoke.
"Go back to your father and tell him I'm coming home to end the dishonour."
Driving her point home she reached down and lifted her brother by the throat. The Razor wind sliced lightly into the flesh on his neck, face, and hands that were desperately trying to free him from his sister's enraged grip. She lifted him into the air in the same vortex that she had used on the three brothers and used it to expel her brother back towards his home. He landed deep in the desert with a broken arm. Once he arrived he delivered the warning and that night his sister arrived.
A family witnessed screams of terror and a wailing tempest. When they stepped outside to see what event of nature was causing such a tumultuous upheaval all they say was a red squall raising in frequency and tendrils of red mist reaching above the tree line. In the morning the family crossed to see what was left of their neighbours. The entire Unido family lay slain. Blood still ran across the rooftop and pooled in the dirt. It was as if the very wind had bled across the landscape. In the house was the patriarch of the family. He was pinned to the wall with thirteen lances, one for every joint and one for his heart. On the floor painted in his blood was the character for "love".
Nine months later Kairi gave birth to her deceased husband's second child, a young boy. She changed her son's name to Ketsueki and taught him to manipulate the wind as she had.
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 4:24 pm
Kevkas This proceeding post is the history I'd like to use for a custom Kekkei Genkai, but I'm sure i can discuss this with someone later. ONTO THE MAIN EVENT! Many years after the founding of the Sand village a young family came seeking sanctuary from their feuding families. The wife, Kairi, was going to give birth soon and the husband made a deal with the current Kazekage, he would train in the militia and in turn his wife would be given the medical care and his family would be allowed to stay. All went well for a period of thirteen years. The father had risen in the ranks and was training younger ninjas to manipulate the wind element in Ninjutsu techniques. His daughter was thirteen and was doing well in training with her father. She used a fan to focus the wind element and manipulate it.
It was around this time that Kairi's family came to the Sand village under guise. They drew out the husband and killed him outside the gates. Fearing something was amiss the young daughter went in search of her father and when she saw her father slain upon the sand outside the gates of the city she cried out and ran to him. When she reached his lifeless form her estranged uncles confronted this filthy child and gutted her with the same distaste they slew her father with.
Kairi, searching for her child witnessed the act of violence that her family's rage had caused. Trembling with rage she stepped out of the gates and marched towards her brothers. Turning their attention to her they all smiled and assumed that they were finally able to end the dishonour that their sister had created. It was then that the entire area stood still. All around the brothers suddenly noticed the stagnation of the air. Kairi stopped at the corpses of her family and touched the faces of her beloved husband and young daughter.
When she stood the air currents began to swirl around her feet and soon danced around her entire body extensions of her just rage. Fearing that perhaps the Sand Ninja were coming three of the brothers charged their younger sister weapons lowered for her bowels. Around each a vortex formed and lifted each brother high over the battle field. Spinning quicker and quicker Kairi willed the vortices to merge. The three brothers were inside the eye of their windy tomb. Releasing the wall of their prison she allowed them a brief moment of reprieve, then they realized they were disarmed. From above a rain of kunai and three katanas streamed down onto them. Each katana found the heart of it's owner. Kairi reached out with her will and pressed the remaining two brothers to the ground with hurricane force down-drafts. She slowly walked over and, standing between her two brothers, she forced her will upon the wind. Two razor wind currents spun around her left arm, she drove her arm deep into the chest of the first brother and then with a thought tossed his body into a pile with the other three dead. The wind itself snarled in rage as Kairi closed upon the last brother. Gazing at her youngest brother she finally spoke.
"Go back to your father and tell him I'm coming home to end the dishonour."
Driving her point home she reached down and lifted her brother by the throat. The Razor wind sliced lightly into the flesh on his neck, face, and hands that were desperately trying to free him from his sister's enraged grip. She lifted him into the air in the same vortex that she had used on the three brothers and used it to expel her brother back towards his home. He landed deep in the desert with a broken arm. Once he arrived he delivered the warning and that night his sister arrived.
A family witnessed screams of terror and a wailing tempest. When they stepped outside to see what event of nature was causing such a tumultuous upheaval all they say was a red squall raising in frequency and tendrils of red mist reaching above the tree line. In the morning the family crossed to see what was left of their neighbours. The entire Unido family lay slain. Blood still ran across the rooftop and pooled in the dirt. It was as if the very wind had bled across the landscape. In the house was the patriarch of the family. He was pinned to the wall with thirteen lances, one for every joint and one for his heart. On the floor painted in his blood was the character for "love".
Nine months later Kairi gave birth to her deceased husband's second child, a young boy. She changed her son's name to Ketsueki and taught him to manipulate the wind as she had.pass. its just an example so it only needs to be a few lines. for future reference be sure to separate your paragraphs.
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 4:34 pm
Will do. i had separate paragraphs but I take it you want them double spaced to show new paragraphs?
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^ ^ Like Above?
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 5:38 pm
Kevkas Will do. i had separate paragraphs but I take it you want them double spaced to show new paragraphs? ahsdfhj hakljsdf ^ ^ Like Above? exactly ^^
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2009 8:02 am
Hola, people of the guild. I'm just starting up here, so I feel a bit awkward, so I might as well rush to my post.
RP Sample:
The sun beat heavily down on the land as the caravan crossed along the farm-land pathways, holding a plentiful amount of harvested crops as it made its way to deliver its payload to the local villages. Everything seemed peaceful on this wonderfully sunny day, not a problem in the world.
An hour passed as the farmland caravan moved from the farmlands to the forest roads, the horses slowing down to enjoy the shade for as long as they possibly could. The farmer that steered the horses in the direction they needed to go didn't seem to mind that the horses were taking there time; he was too busy enjoying the warm sake which he brought along with him. It was almost as though he had forgotten that the forests were full of rogue ninja, and bandit parties.
Just as fate would have it, within moments a group of heavily equipped men walked out from in between the trees, holding scythes, hatchets, and knives. They moved to the front of the caravan first, to stop the horses, and others moved to the back to prevent an escape. The farmer merely tipped his hat downward at the front to hide his eyes.
One of the taller bandits stepped forward and chuckled wickedly underneath his breath, as though he was amused at the situation. He spoke in a gravelly voice, his tone mocking as he spoke to the man who drove the caravan.
"You are to empty out your supplies... now!" The man growled in a rather overly aggressive manner, almost in a manner that made it so he couldn't be taken seriously. The farmer caught onto the fake aggression, and smirked, giving off a closed mouth chuckle. In the back of the caravan, a young chuckle could be heard as well, almost coming off as a wickedly evil laugh at their goals.
Two bandits quickly approached the back, pikes aimed directed at the back of the caravan as the youngest one yelled out "Who's there?!" in a demanding manner. A small rumble could be heard within the caravan, before the doors in the back flew open, off the hinges towards the two guards, followed by three Kunai, not aimed at anything in particular, but thrown towards the sound of the voice that asked who was within. Three young men were inside, cloaked by the shadows, and on the verge of leaping out after watching whether or not their Kunai would make their mark.
(I'm just going to say that the roll for the Kunai was made at this point so I can continue working on the perspective of the main characters.]
Two of the Kunai had completely missed their targets, though one of the Kunai thay were thrown had struck the closest Bandit in the thigh, causing him to collapse with a yell of pain, blood beginning to rise from the luckily non-lethal wound. The smallest of the Ninja in the back of the Caravan was in a crouched position before the Kunai met its mark, so when he noticed one of the Bandits had not fallen, and was getting ready to charge with his pike pointed towards them, he was ready to attack.
In one quick leap, aimed above the pikes' point to avoid getting skewered, he had closed the distance between the two, hands out-stretched to at the bandits neck. As the ninja's form left the shadows, his appearance was revealed, short brown hair, a lithe frame, yet a twisted expression upon his young face. This young Shinobi, named Nicholas, was the head of the local 'justice' group, not yet settled into a specific town as of yet, along with his fellow comrades. (Not putting the clan name quite yet, I'm pondering upon joining an available clan, or making my own. Also, I'd roll as to whether or not the hands would grasp their target.)
The other two Ninja. one with messy, dirty blonde hair, in his older teens, and a violent smile that could be read as malicious, and the other seeming to be in his thirties, with slicked black brown hair, blue eyes, and shades that added to his mysterious wisdom as he stepped off the Caravan with a smirk, both moving towards the front to fight off the other Bandits, not worrying too much about the youngest Ninja. There was the reason why he was the head of the group.
[Bah, mediocre post.
I have since made some additions on the post to ease my mind, it isn't something I do in mid-RP, but since it is an acceptance-post, I felt that I should make it a little more detailed, with a little more detail on the main characters.
Again, I'd roll on whether or not the Kunai would make their mark, or if the choke-hold would be a success. Sorry it's so bad, I was in a major rush, I usually do much, much better. I didn't even have time to detail the main characters, the Ninja in the back of the Caravan. crying Well, if you don't approve, I understand, I'll re-do it if you all wish for me to do so.]
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2009 7:53 pm
Bella grabbed her brush and hurried to try and untangle her hair, blacker then night and impossibly thick, it hung down to her waist and untangling it was no easy matter.
"Bella!" her mother called from below, "You're going to be late!"
"I know!" Bella yelled back finally giving up and whipping the heavy locks up into a tight bun with a long pin to keep it in place, "I'm comming!"
"What kind of impression will you give your teachers if you are late on your first day?" Bella's mother asked holding out a lunch and back pack to her wayward daughter.
Bella leaned up on tip toe to kiss her mother on the cheek taking her pack and lunch, "the same one you gave them your first day?" she asked impishly.
Bella's mother smiled ruefully, "Get going. And have a good day sweet!"
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 6:14 pm
Nicholas Darkri Hola, people of the guild. I'm just starting up here, so I feel a bit awkward, so I might as well rush to my post. RP Sample:
The sun beat heavily down on the land as the caravan crossed along the farm-land pathways, holding a plentiful amount of harvested crops as it made its way to deliver its payload to the local villages. Everything seemed peaceful on this wonderfully sunny day, not a problem in the world.
An hour passed as the farmland caravan moved from the farmlands to the forest roads, the horses slowing down to enjoy the shade for as long as they possibly could. The farmer that steered the horses in the direction they needed to go didn't seem to mind that the horses were taking there time; he was too busy enjoying the warm sake which he brought along with him. It was almost as though he had forgotten that the forests were full of rogue ninja, and bandit parties.
Just as fate would have it, within moments a group of heavily equipped men walked out from in between the trees, holding scythes, hatchets, and knives. They moved to the front of the caravan first, to stop the horses, and others moved to the back to prevent an escape. The farmer merely tipped his hat downward at the front to hide his eyes.
One of the taller bandits stepped forward and chuckled wickedly underneath his breath, as though he was amused at the situation. He spoke in a gravelly voice, his tone mocking as he spoke to the man who drove the caravan.
"You are to empty out your supplies... now!" The man growled in a rather overly aggressive manner, almost in a manner that made it so he couldn't be taken seriously. The farmer caught onto the fake aggression, and smirked, giving off a closed mouth chuckle. In the back of the caravan, a young chuckle could be heard as well, almost coming off as a wickedly evil laugh at their goals.
Two bandits quickly approached the back, pikes aimed directed at the back of the caravan as the youngest one yelled out "Who's there?!" in a demanding manner. A small rumble could be heard within the caravan, before the doors in the back flew open, off the hinges towards the two guards, followed by three Kunai, not aimed at anything in particular, but thrown towards the sound of the voice that asked who was within. Three young men were inside, cloaked by the shadows, and on the verge of leaping out after watching whether or not their Kunai would make their mark.
(I'm just going to say that the roll for the Kunai was made at this point so I can continue working on the perspective of the main characters.]
Two of the Kunai had completely missed their targets, though one of the Kunai thay were thrown had struck the closest Bandit in the thigh, causing him to collapse with a yell of pain, blood beginning to rise from the luckily non-lethal wound. The smallest of the Ninja in the back of the Caravan was in a crouched position before the Kunai met its mark, so when he noticed one of the Bandits had not fallen, and was getting ready to charge with his pike pointed towards them, he was ready to attack.
In one quick leap, aimed above the pikes' point to avoid getting skewered, he had closed the distance between the two, hands out-stretched to at the bandits neck. As the ninja's form left the shadows, his appearance was revealed, short brown hair, a lithe frame, yet a twisted expression upon his young face. This young Shinobi, named Nicholas, was the head of the local 'justice' group, not yet settled into a specific town as of yet, along with his fellow comrades. (Not putting the clan name quite yet, I'm pondering upon joining an available clan, or making my own. Also, I'd roll as to whether or not the hands would grasp their target.)
The other two Ninja. one with messy, dirty blonde hair, in his older teens, and a violent smile that could be read as malicious, and the other seeming to be in his thirties, with slicked black brown hair, blue eyes, and shades that added to his mysterious wisdom as he stepped off the Caravan with a smirk, both moving towards the front to fight off the other Bandits, not worrying too much about the youngest Ninja. There was the reason why he was the head of the group.
[Bah, mediocre post.
I have since made some additions on the post to ease my mind, it isn't something I do in mid-RP, but since it is an acceptance-post, I felt that I should make it a little more detailed, with a little more detail on the main characters.
Again, I'd roll on whether or not the Kunai would make their mark, or if the choke-hold would be a success. Sorry it's so bad, I was in a major rush, I usually do much, much better. I didn't even have time to detail the main characters, the Ninja in the back of the Caravan. crying Well, if you don't approve, I understand, I'll re-do it if you all wish for me to do so.]
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 6:16 pm
LadyUrdoftheWinds Bella grabbed her brush and hurried to try and untangle her hair, blacker then night and impossibly thick, it hung down to her waist and untangling it was no easy matter. "Bella!" her mother called from below, "You're going to be late!" "I know!" Bella yelled back finally giving up and whipping the heavy locks up into a tight bun with a long pin to keep it in place, "I'm comming!" "What kind of impression will you give your teachers if you are late on your first day?" Bella's mother asked holding out a lunch and back pack to her wayward daughter. Bella leaned up on tip toe to kiss her mother on the cheek taking her pack and lunch, "the same one you gave them your first day?" she asked impishly. Bella's mother smiled ruefully, "Get going. And have a good day sweet!"
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 7:21 pm
((I havn't picked a village, and will do so if and when I pass graduation))
My character is Leonite Cross.
Leon ran through the streets, panting heavily from the exertion. He was nearing his goal, it was in sight as a speck down the road. The road was so filled with people that he lost sight of his goal a few times, even took a wrong turn down a street trying to avoid the crowd.
"Why tonight... why tonight of all nights..." went through his head multiple times. Leon ran into many people as he tried to squeeze through the mass. As he neared his goal, he could see the crowd getting even thicker, the people were standing so close they were touching. Leon tried to see over the crowd to see if he could squeeze in but alas, to no avail. His favorite ramen shop, which was giving out free samples was to far away a goal, and there were to many people.
"Darn it... why couldn't this have been on the weekend..." Leon thought to himself. "School got in the way again..." he continued.
Leon then turned around and went back home, he could still catch some supper if he was fast enough.
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 10:10 am
Maddtodd ((I havn't picked a village, and will do so if and when I pass graduation)) My character is Leonite Cross. Leon ran through the streets, panting heavily from the exertion. He was nearing his goal, it was in sight as a speck down the road. The road was so filled with people that he lost sight of his goal a few times, even took a wrong turn down a street trying to avoid the crowd. "Why tonight... why tonight of all nights..." went through his head multiple times. Leon ran into many people as he tried to squeeze through the mass. As he neared his goal, he could see the crowd getting even thicker, the people were standing so close they were touching. Leon tried to see over the crowd to see if he could squeeze in but alas, to no avail. His favorite ramen shop, which was giving out free samples was to far away a goal, and there were to many people. "Darn it... why couldn't this have been on the weekend..." Leon thought to himself. "School got in the way again..." he continued. Leon then turned around and went back home, he could still catch some supper if he was fast enough.
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 10:32 am
Role Playing Example: 'i wish something would happen already', thought Alan as he was lieing on a soft field of grass. He had just finished yet another meaningless and boring mission. 'pulling weeds for some old grumpy woman, real heroic', he thought to himself with anger. Alan sighs and says, " Well, time to go back to the academy and do another boring mission, I can't wait till I graduate." After getting back to the academy, he noticed something was weird. No one was in any of the classrooms. An earie silence krept through the halls. He slowly ran out of the school and ran to the kage. Alan said," Something is wrong, no one is at the academy, i think some other ninja might have assassinated them." The Kage looked at him and laughed. He said," You didn't get the memo, there's no school today."
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Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 2:30 pm
Contractor856 Role Playing Example: ' i wish something would happen already', thought Alan as he was lieing on a soft field of grass. He had just finished yet another meaningless and boring mission. ' pulling weeds for some old grumpy woman, real heroic', he thought to himself with anger. Alan sighs and says, " Well, time to go back to the academy and do another boring mission, I can't wait till I graduate." After getting back to the academy, he noticed something was weird. No one was in any of the classrooms. An earie silence krept through the halls. He slowly ran out of the school and ran to the kage. Alan said," Something is wrong, no one is at the academy, i think some other ninja might have assassinated them." The Kage looked at him and laughed. He said," You didn't get the memo, there's no school today."
Lolz, paranoid kid. o_O
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