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 Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2009 6:48 am
Er. now that I have been accepted into the guild, I might as well post the sample yes? o-o And here it is...
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There was a cool breeze flowing from the east, the grass was dancing with it, the leaves circled in the air many times in a beautiful display of colors and Qyp was using the Ninja Art Ink Flush technique to squeeze the life out of a weaker ninja than himself. As blood poured out of rips in the flesh, eyes, mouth and nostrils, he carried on his merry way. Nothing was more thrilling than killing random ninja that came by. He never killed the innocent by standers unless they tried to interfere. He got to some Ramen shop that was alone on the road, so he stopped by to get some, for he was indeed hungry and it was good he had money or he would of had to kill people for mere food, which isn't a thing he would do. As he stuffed his face with ramen, the thought came to him about how he was going to do the Chunin Exam two days before he killed the leader of the village. He laughed a little out loud, and because he was a child, most people thought he was just doing something a kid would normally do. But if they knew what was going on his head, they would already distanced themselves a good days walk away, or more. So he finished up, paid, gave a warm smile to the cook and left.
Not far from the shop, a small group of ninja, five of them to be exact, appeared into Qyp's sight. Now that he had some energy to burn, he was ready for these guys. But as they came, something happened he did not expect, another village's force came from behind him and attacked the group. So he sat down and watched the fight with glee while eating a cupcake.
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Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2009 6:58 am
Qyp Er. now that I have been accepted into the guild, I might as well post the sample yes? o-o And here it is... ~ There was a cool breeze flowing from the east, the grass was dancing with it, the leaves circled in the air many times in a beautiful display of colors and Qyp was using the Ninja Art Ink Flush technique to squeeze the life out of a weaker ninja than himself. As blood poured out of rips in the flesh, eyes, mouth and nostrils, he carried on his merry way. Nothing was more thrilling than killing random ninja that came by. He never killed the innocent by standers unless they tried to interfere. He got to some Ramen shop that was alone on the road, so he stopped by to get some, for he was indeed hungry and it was good he had money or he would of had to kill people for mere food, which isn't a thing he would do. As he stuffed his face with ramen, the thought came to him about how he was going to do the Chunin Exam two days before he killed the leader of the village. He laughed a little out loud, and because he was a child, most people thought he was just doing something a kid would normally do. But if they knew what was going on his head, they would already distanced themselves a good days walk away, or more. So he finished up, paid, gave a warm smile to the cook and left. Not far from the shop, a small group of ninja, five of them to be exact, appeared into Qyp's sight. Now that he had some energy to burn, he was ready for these guys. But as they came, something happened he did not expect, another village's force came from behind him and attacked the group. So he sat down and watched the fight with glee while eating a cupcake. pass
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Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2009 1:17 pm
This is a nervous stage for me xD, here I go:
The night was young as the cool breeze ran along the smooth,soft hair of Vasari Uchiha. The full moon made his face glow rather bright,and the darkness made him look more confident than ever. He took his first steps down the narrow street and began to tremble,thinking to himself,"Is this what I really grew up to be?"
He paced himself down the steep hill and made it to an old,classic looking home. Without a thought he simply took his fist and punched through the glass.His fists were bleeding as he crept in. Silently walking around the wooden floors. After a few more minutes of searching the house he found what he was looking for. There lying on a bed was an old man with a rough mustache. He silently took out his shuriken and swiftly stuck the man across the neck making his mission complete.
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Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2009 2:58 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 29, 2009 12:55 am
My Name's Taglio Zamora, I have'nt chosen a village yet.
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It was another day at the academy. The exams were near, Taglio wasn't really worried though. He wasn't the type of person that liked to stress alot. As Taglio walked through the halls he remembered all of the good times he had gone through. *sigh* "Time went by so fast." As he got to class he saw the "girl", she was so beautiful,so inteligent,so out of his league. He gazed upon her beautifulness knowing it would be almost impossible to be with her someday, but you never know because miracles DO happen..
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Posted: Mon Nov 30, 2009 7:02 pm
Well, I guess I'll get straight to it...
EXAMPLE
Ren approached the front doors to the academy with a sparkle in his eyes, amazed to finally be away from that farming community. He had grown past the feeding of animals and cleaning up after them...finally he might be able to sleep on something other than a pile of straw.
His mind took him back to the day he met that strange man...a ninja claiming to have known his father. He promised that one day that he, like his father before him, would become a medical-nin of the highest degree with enough studying. That man never spoke his name, but knew of things others would not. But that was about two long years ago...he was now 9 years old and had sought this place out by that stranger's word.
It was now the time that he had been waiting for, to become worthy of his family's name and to revive his nearly extinct bloodline. He believed he mustn't fail because somewhere out there his father is watching over him and he does not wish to bring dishonor to himself...
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2009 10:36 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2009 10:37 pm
Taglio Bartholomew My Name's Taglio Zamora, I have'nt chosen a village yet. ~ It was another day at the academy. The exams were near, Taglio wasn't really worried though. He wasn't the type of person that liked to stress alot. As Taglio walked through the halls he remembered all of the good times he had gone through. *sigh* "Time went by so fast." As he got to class he saw the "girl", she was so beautiful,so inteligent,so out of his league. He gazed upon her beautifulness knowing it would be almost impossible to be with her someday, but you never know because miracles DO happen.. pass
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2009 10:37 pm
Claven Burguard Well, I guess I'll get straight to it... EXAMPLERen approached the front doors to the academy with a sparkle in his eyes, amazed to finally be away from that farming community. He had grown past the feeding of animals and cleaning up after them...finally he might be able to sleep on something other than a pile of straw. His mind took him back to the day he met that strange man...a ninja claiming to have known his father. He promised that one day that he, like his father before him, would become a medical-nin of the highest degree with enough studying. That man never spoke his name, but knew of things others would not. But that was about two long years ago...he was now 9 years old and had sought this place out by that stranger's word. It was now the time that he had been waiting for, to become worthy of his family's name and to revive his nearly extinct bloodline. He believed he mustn't fail because somewhere out there his father is watching over him and he does not wish to bring dishonor to himself... pass
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2009 6:15 pm
-sighs nervously- This is a little scary for me, hearts racing and everything. Well, my character's name is Kahaku Nagai. And here we go. xp (btw, dont get onto me for the Akatsuki reference, THIS IS MERELY AN EXAMPLE)
RP Example
Kahaku Nagai, the last of his family walking through the forest, on the dirt road, thinking to himself... "What is my purpose in life? I have no family... no friends... I'm basically living in a world where no one exists but me." As he proceeded through the forest, he heard some rustling sounds in the trees. Kahaku quickly took notice of the noise, placed his hand on his sword's hilt, still in its sheath. The Nagai then yelled "Who's there?!" His heart was beating fast, he had no idea what was there. Several minutes passed, and nothing happened at all. Kahaku shrugged, then cautiously continued his path. Over what seemed like an hour later, The white-haired Nagai heard the noises again. He placed my hand on hissword's hilt, again, still sheathed. Then a man dropped from the trees onto the road ahead of him. The man was dressed up in a cloak, covering half his face. The cloak he wore had blood-red clouds imprinted on it. Kahaku immediately knew who he was from first glance, and he also knew this... The Last of the Nagai family was going to fight for his life.
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2009 11:57 pm
Ryu Haipachikan (btw, dont get onto me for the Akatsuki reference, THIS IS MERELY AN EXAMPLE) no s**t. pass
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2009 3:03 pm
Ok, here goes..(my character's name is Jin Amari)
-RP example-
Jin entered the training field to work on his jutsu. He had been studying some new lightning jutsu that he thought he might be able to learn easily. He brought the book out of his pack on his belt and opened it to the page that showed the jutsu and its hand signs. He sat down and memorized the hand signs til he could remember them without looking at the book. With that he set up a target on a tree and positioned himself about ten feet away. He formed the hand signs then held out his hands. He focused his chakra through his palms and out sprang bolts of lightning. They struck his target and left a good sized crater in the tree, completely destroying the target he had set up.All right!, he thought. He closed the book and put it back into his pack and began to practice the jutsu until he was exhausted. He headed home with a smile on his face that he had mastered a new jutsu.
-And DragnGuy7 utters a sigh of relief upon finishing-
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2009 9:49 pm
DragnGuy7 Ok, here goes..(my character's name is Jin Amari) -RP example-Jin entered the training field to work on his jutsu. He had been studying some new lightning jutsu that he thought he might be able to learn easily. He brought the book out of his pack on his belt and opened it to the page that showed the jutsu and its hand signs. He sat down and memorized the hand signs til he could remember them without looking at the book. With that he set up a target on a tree and positioned himself about ten feet away. He formed the hand signs then held out his hands. He focused his chakra through his palms and out sprang bolts of lightning. They struck his target and left a good sized crater in the tree, completely destroying the target he had set up. All right!, he thought. He closed the book and put it back into his pack and began to practice the jutsu until he was exhausted. He headed home with a smile on his face that he had mastered a new jutsu. -And DragnGuy7 utters a sigh of relief upon finishing- pass
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Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2009 10:59 am
---I'm still looking over the Forums trying to find where I can put the application for the Village Hidden in the Mist. There's so much stuff around here I kinda got lost...anyway, here is my RP piece...---
"Rain...it has been too long..." Zabudo quietly spoke to himself as he walked through his village in the rain...
A crack of lightning shot through the sky, illuminating the empty streets around him that were being poured on by the relentless storm. He loved to take walks like this in the rain. It calmed his thoughts and calmed his body, usually sore from his training. His clothes were soaked down to his bones and his long, silvery hair had turned gray from the on-pouring clouds...
His feet sloshed through the ankle deep water as he came to the edge of the district, coming to the large lake bed that surrounded the village. He smiled lightly as he slowly removed his shirt and jeans, letting them rest on the bank as his crimson eyes gazed over the pool, wearing nothing more then his boxers now as he slipped off his shoes...
He turned his head to see a young girl, about his age with a yellow, rain suit on and an umbrella above her head. Her body was slightly muddy from the bank as she slowly turned her head to him, looking at him through her crystalline eyes that were marked by dark bags under them...
He could sense a deep sorrow from her. A gaping may of pain in her expression that told him that she was longing for someone at her side...longing for a friend...
Realizing this, he slowly made his way to her and gently sat on the muddy bank beside her. Her lips lightly parted as she breathed, speaking in a quiet voice, "You'll....catch a cold...if you continue like this..."
Zabudo blinked a few times as he was caught off guard by her statement. She was in no better condition then he was...she was the one who seemed sick. Without realizing it, he placed his hand on her knee as she looked up at him, her eyes needing someone to care...
"You will be the one ill if you stay...do not worry about me..."
She lightly smiled as she held his hand, her cold hands feeling deathly and bony. Her eyes then slowly turned away as she looked out to the lake, her hand lightly gripping his hand tighter as she chanted, "Then before I become more ill...let me swim out there again...take me with you..."
He grinned more as she turned her face towards him, still looking at him through a pool of sorrow and instantly he knew that he needed to oblige. He slowly helped her up as she dropped her umbrella, letting it roll to the edge of the bank as she then unbuttoned her rain jacket and revealed her skimpy swim suit of plain white and a blue flower pattern.
In the center of her cleavage lay a necklace, a simple metal chain was put through a beautiful, multi-colored conch shell about the size of his thumb, its spirally surface as smooth as her skin and glowed dully with multi-colored light.
She held his hand tighter as they then ran down the bank and broke into the water, its ice cold claws digging into them, snapping them awake as they began to swim through it. The surface gleamed like hundreds of jewels as they swam deeper, taking in all that was around them as they examined the lake floor and watched the many creatures swim by and around them...
For a slow hour, they swam and played together, occasionally going back to the surface for air as they enjoyed this leisurely time. The longer time that passed, the more happier the woman became until she was ecstatic, more alive then she ever seemed as they swam gracefully through the waters before they soon became tired and swam back to the bank...
But something was wrong...her youthful energy was slowly fading as he had to carry her a few steps on the bank, her body feeling limp and frail against his. His eyes were wide with worry as she looked up at him, a small smile across her face as her eyes were half open...
She slowly fumbled her hands on her neck and took off her beautiful conch necklace and placed it around his neck as he held her close. Surprisingly then, she lightly kissed him, soft and wet it was and brief as she then looked up into his eyes...
"Thank you..." She barely whispered, her hand holding his cheek weakly, "Do not....forget...the love of the....water....we.....s-shared...."
Her head then slumped back as her eyes closed, her body like slush against him, weak and unmoving. His heart curled up in his throat as he began to sob, slowly standing as he carried her in his arms. He could not speak, he could not howl in pain. He barely knew her yet he felt as if he has lost a dear lover to him...he did not even know her name...
As he slowly carried her away, his cheeks flared with red as his eyes clamped shut with the tears that flowed down his cheeks...but no one would ever know that he cried...for the rain erased it all...
The Sorrowful Tears of the Water Maiden...cried upon him now...and forever...
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