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 Posted: Wed Jun 02, 2010 2:24 pm
Ichite-ru Shujouteki
It's Just beneath the skin...
Just like almost every time that this ghost has said 'know what i mean' he didn't know what he was talking about; if he knew he wouldn't have asked him the question in the first place. "N-not.... at all" Ichi said letting out a long sigh. He didn't know what to do, both sides had a good and a bad side to it, if he gave the demon to the ghost, he would be normal.... but also worthless and the Otokage would be angry.... very.... but if he kept it.... he would be able to help others.... but they would still hate hima and treat him like they currently did.
...I feel like a Monster
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Posted: Wed Jun 02, 2010 2:38 pm
 "Sorry kid. Can't be much more help- my time is running out and then the choice will really be kinda' a moot point- if yah' know what I mean."
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Posted: Wed Jun 02, 2010 2:52 pm
Ichite-ru Shujouteki
It's Just beneath the skin...
Ichi looked at the Man and continued to think, at this point heh ad no idea what he wanted to do, the ghost had praised about how he could do him such a great favor but then spun around 180 and then told him that Ichi shouldn't do it.... At first he wanted to do it, but with what the Ghost had said to him after that he wasn't quite too sure about it anymore.
...I feel like a Monster
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Posted: Wed Jun 02, 2010 3:19 pm
Ichite-ru Shujouteki
It's Just beneath the skin...
Ichi remained still for almost a full minute as he just thought about all the options, the pro's and con's of keeping Shukaku as well as the Pro's and Cons of Removing him.... in the end he knew what he wanted to do. "I..." Ichi said pausing slightly for a moment. "I w-will keep Shukaku...." Ichi said still hugging himself. "I w-will know if i a-am really.... helping......." Ichi said taking a deep breath. "I-If people are n-no longer scared of me.... t-then i Am a-actually helping" Ichi said looking at the ghost. "A-and Shukaku.... e-even if i dislike him... is a part o-of me.... a-and i can't j-just throw him away" Ichi said looking at the Ghost.
...I feel like a Monster
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Posted: Wed Jun 02, 2010 5:28 pm
A broad smile split his lips, absorbing his reservations about the boy, "Not bad kid. I can respect that. Just remember- no regrets. You can't move forward if your always looking back- if you know what I mean..." As he spoke he began to fade. This kid had it in him. He liked that and since it was his last act he figured the kid could use a pick-me-up. Fishing into his pocket he presented a small rolled up scroll and tossed it casually to him. It was only about the size of a cell phone but densely wrapped. As his spirit joined the rest of the world- he waved one last time, "No regrets."
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Posted: Wed Jun 02, 2010 5:37 pm
Ichite-ru Shujouteki
It's Just beneath the skin...
Ichi looked at the Ghost who was smiling and couldn't help but smile in return, however as he threw a scroll to him Ichi looked at it in his hands before looking up at him one last time "w-whats this?" He asked only to have it be too late... Ichi looking back at the scroll..... pausing for a moment before opening it.
...I feel like a Monster
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Posted: Wed Jun 02, 2010 6:29 pm
Ichite-ru Shujouteki
It's Just beneath the skin...
Ichi read through the scroll a number of times, it was something that could come in handy, and he would learn how to do it later on, but until then it wasn't going to help to remain here in this muddy hole. Ichi then slipped the scroll as well as his Sand village head band back into his coat and walked over to where he had come in and exited the area, crawling through the mud once more; turning the stone after the muddy path to Sand, it naturally forming the gourd on his back as he headed back to where the Otokage had been; Ichi's once pure white clothing was now different shapes of Tan, Brown and black. It took less time to go back then it had taken to get there the first time; but after a while Ichi walked back into the area where he had first spoke to the Otokage.
...I feel like a Monster
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Posted: Thu Jun 03, 2010 7:41 am
As Shun made his arrival the sound of an old fashioned record made a noise and static filled the air for a brief second before cutting to the music.
"Sugarpie honeybunch
You know that I love you
I can't help myself!"
As this started a familiar form made it's appearance with a top hat, tuxedo- complete with white dandy gloves and matching black cane.
"I love you and nobody else
In and out my life
You come and you go
Leaving just your picture behind
And I kissed it a thousand times!"
The announcer from the chunin exams started to do what could only be described as a well choreographed and quite professionally done charleston to the music accompanied by a series of flourishes and spins that made him seem quite animated despite his age.
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Posted: Thu Jun 03, 2010 8:11 am
 Shuniji died inside.
He stood rigid in the center of the hallway, twitching slightly, as the announcer danced between him and the door, forming a surprisingly solid barrier between the two.
'Why are you doing this to me, Lord Otokageeeeeeeee,' Shuniji wept mentally.
He wasn't entirely sure what he was supposed to do regarding the present situation. Trying to beat the older man into stopping would require touching him, and Shuniji sure as hell wasn't going to join in on the fun. He was having a hard enough time as it was trying not to acknowledge the circumstances.
Seika got off lucky.
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Posted: Thu Jun 03, 2010 8:18 am
"If you're not up for dancing, we can play "bad touch" if you want. It's really fun. It's a game I made up and it involves a box of cornflakes and a can of compressed air. Tubes hurt a bit though...."
As the ninja in pink spoke the world around him melted like a wax model in an oven.
"Can't speak to being on the administering end- I'm a submissive."
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Posted: Thu Jun 03, 2010 10:01 am
Shuniji gave a Virus a horrified wince. He was beyond being surprised by their sporadic (and unfortunately increasing number of) run-ins.
"I'm just going to pretend I know what you're talking about and say 'ew'."
Still, Shuniji couldn't help but feel relieved. As freaking creepy as Virus was, it at least meant the show was about to start. Shuniji couldn't take another second of waiting out in the hallway alone.
...Not that Shuniji was lonely or anything... He just wanted to report what happened to the Otokage, that's all. He also wanted to see if he could catch wind of what happened to Ichite-ru and Hiyo.
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Posted: Thu Jun 03, 2010 10:31 am
One could smell the heat before they could feel
it in the same way you can smell rain before it
arrives. But in time, as the world melted away
it was first the smell that caught Shuniji's attention
but the pain came quickly afterward. As he came
to- there was a feeling like a dull itching on the
left side of his face. A small black flame- almost
painted in nature and no bigger than a dime
had lit his flesh aflame and was starting to
cause a great deal of discomfort but a fragment
of a second later.
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Posted: Thu Jun 03, 2010 3:58 pm
Shuniji awoke to hot darkness while lying flat on his back in the Otokage's Lair. He cocked his head to the side, sleepily trying to shake off the terrible itching, but snapped awake a moment later when the burning increased.
"Gah--AAH!" He shot up into a sitting position, grabbing at his face, trying to smother the flame with his hands. Gloves gripped at his skin and wild eyes peered at nothing between fingers as he gasped and panted; preemptively waking from a nightmare.
Shuniji snapped to attention. The onset of panic that had struck him was affecting his ability to focus. He scrambled to get up properly, but only managed to get as far as kneeling on one knee, scraping at the floor with his right hand and keeping a firm clasp on his face with his left. He gazed up at the darkness above him.
"L-Lord Otokage--!"
He wanted desperately to spill his entire story in one breath like a bullied child to a parent, but physically bit his tongue. He couldn't afford to interrupt the kage and land himself in more trouble than he already was.
The phrase "out of the frying pan and into the fire" came to mind. Shuniji pressed his hand against his face, while maintaining his pleading gaze.
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2010 4:36 pm
No words could describe the pain as the inky black
fire spreed to his hands as it touched it, not even
smothering it in the slightest.
The feeling that Shun was being watched was all
be tangible- he could feel the hot hatred seeping
from every corner of the room, penetrating the
darkness and invading every aspect of his being.
He was naked in the eyes of the Otokage- all his
sins and tiny indiscretions flaunted and laughed at
by a thousand critical people.
[Fire is Amaterasu by the way...]
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Posted: Sat Jun 05, 2010 4:53 pm
((I figured as much. ^^; ))"GYAA--GYAAAAAAAAAAAAHH!!"
Shuniji clenched his hands against his face tighter and slammed his head against the ground as he writhed in unimaginable pain.
"AH! AAAH!!"
He was alone, but he felt on display at the same time. It was as if there were people out there--hundreds, thousands even! Under normal circumstances, this feeling would have elated Shuniji, but now with this burning, legendary fire on the verge of consuming his entire being--he was screaming, in far too much pain to even form an intelligible cry for help, but no one--not a single one of these imaginary people could hear him. They weren't listening! They didn't care!
He wasn't alone, but this was far worse.
"L-LORD OTOKAAAAGEEEEEEE!"
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