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Wasn't that the same RP sample you used to apply for the guild? If so, please make another one so we can see your diversity. 3nodding

Updated with a sample from another guild.

The sky had not been seen for many days. Instead a black wall of clouds hung over the heads of many. The sea was dark and the tide was peaceful. Everything was calm. A husband stood beside his wife holding a dagger above her. He didn't want to do it but, it had to be done. Tears rolled down his face wishing there was something that could distract him from what he was about to do but, there wasn't. Not the crashing of the tide on the rocks below or the howl of the wind to muffle her pleading. No, nothing at all. Mother nature would not spare him the horror and mother nature wanted him to know it. Setting down the dagger he pressed his hands together and began to pray but, someone grabbed his shoulder. The man turned around to find it was the tribal chieftain who had done so. Looking him in the eyes the chieftain shook his head. "Real predators do not pray. They hunt." Looking down at the dagger the chieftain picked it up and placed it in the mans hands before taking a step back. Nodding regrettably the husband turned to his wife. She was chained down to a stone tablet unable to move. Her hair was a sandy blond and her eyes where pitch black but, what made her special to him was her skin. It was pale blue, soft and welcoming. Slowly he brought the dagger high above his head admiring her beauty for the last time. For a few seconds there was a great silence. Then screaming. A shrill blood curtailing cry of pain that echoed across the island. He had plunged the dagger deep into her chest and continued to drag it through her until the blade reached the bottom of her abdomen. Quickly withdrawing the stained steel from her body he reached into her stomach trying desperately to ignore the fact that she was still alive. The fact that the last thing she will have ever seen was her husband, the man she loved and trusted, removing there baby from inside her.

As he was about to remove his son from the womb when he stopped. Blood was everywhere. His eyes dilated. A primal nature awoke from within. The shrieking from his wife came to an easy halt. The sound of ripping flesh replaced it. This was the christening of blood every male new born must hope to survive. For if the father does not recognize his child. He will eat them. In silence the chieftain watched the brutal scene unfold. When there was nothing left laying on the stone tablet and the spray of the ocean washed away the remains. A man stood holding his child. Both stained in blood. The blood of a wife. The blood of a mother. "The blood you wished was yours," he whispered. Kneeling down he knew she was dead but, pretended like she wasn't. Trying to hold back tears he slowly and gently pulled his son close, talking to the shackles that held his wife as though she was alive. "It's a boy. We have a baby boy. Take a look at him... Look he's beautiful... Look at our son... Please look at your son! Look at him god dammit! He's right here! Please open your eyes! Please just open your eyes, he's right here!" Standing alone with his child, he waited for the shackles to speak but, nothing respond. She didn't open her eyes because, nothing was left of her. In that moment of silence everything sunk in. All he could manage to do was watch while the chieftain walked over to the stone tablet and remove the chains to take back to the village. A boom of thunder split the silence but, no lighting appeared. Only the sound to remind them of the light there never was. In a matter of minutes a husband became a widower but, for an eternity a man became a father. "You are a new my boy and thus you shall be Mako. A life must end for one to begin. Love must die to be reborn. Your day has come my son. This is your eve of existence. A word of caution, don't waste the life you're given. We only live once so. I learned that today but, these lessons you will learn in time. Soon you will understand. A predator does not pray."

From the day Aisu was brought into this world his life had already been decided by a gamble. Two years ago his father was a serious gambler who never knew when to stop. He made some deals he had no way of backing up and got caught up in the dangers of the underground. On his way home from a nearby card house. Pocked filled with a few dollars he had won that night. Three men jumped him from the shadows. Two behind him holding him in place and the third punching him repeatedly in the stomach and face. The fathers eyes were puffy and swollen which made it hard to see. From what he could make out was a fourth man walking out of an alleyway. The man walked up to the father and said. "You owe us a great deal of money. Do you have any way to give us what we need from you?" Half conscious the father just shook his head "No." The man started pacing back and forth as it began to snow. As the first snow flake of the evening hit his face he had an idea. "Ill tell you what sir. Im going to give you an option. I have just thought of a way for you to pay off your debt. No strings attached. Do you wish to hear it?" Desperately the father agreed to hear the proposition. The shady man walked up to him and whispered in his ear. "You give us your first born child and all of your debt will go away. Im sure a gambling man like yourself can see a good opportunity when its presented to you." The father still in the arms of the two thugs lifted his head and with all of his might said "Okay." With a smile the man waved his hand and the thugs threw him onto the ground. "Since you haunt said anything about a first born we can take tonight let us know when the special day is." The man throws a card onto the father who is slowly losing consciousness.

On the evening of Aisu's birth. It was snowing harder than anyone had ever seen before. The father had already let the people know that this was the night. His wife could tell something was wrong but he wouldn't tell what it was. The winds howled the windows were shaking as if they were about to break from the pressure of wind and snow. Ice began to form on house. The wife was in so much pain all people could hear in this house was the wails of the ice and snow and the screams of new life being born into this world. Until the cries of a child were all that was heard. No wind. No snow. A newborn son in the arms of her mother. People looked around in awe at this event until 3 men walked into the house unannounced. The one in the middle being the man that made the deal with the father. They quickly came into the house and snached the newborn child from his mother. She tried to stop them but the birth had worn her out. She cried for her husband to do something but he just stood there. The man with a sinister smile looked at the father. "Since this is his birthday. You may give him one gift. So he will always remember the father that sold him away." A lump of guilt grew in the fathers throat and stomach as he walked into his room and came out holding a deck of cards wrapped in a special wrapper. It was obviously of some importance. A story that Aisu will never hear told. The man took the cards from the father and the three men walked out. Years later the newborn now a boy used the gift his father gave him to escape the facility he was placed in. He tried to locate his beloved parents but he could never find them. To this day he is in search of his parents. Using the deck his father gave him as a tool. He became a gambler to help make ends meet and stay alive. But from the life he had lived he never bet more than he could handle. He refused to be the man that would sell his child.

RP SAMPLE:

Medo stood eagerly as he looked at the village guides he previously received. "There are alot of choices !" Thought Medo. He started drawing circles and crosses over villages that he liked or disliked. Medo knew that his abilities are still developing and small, however, a word of his father's always kept him motivated and hopeful. "Whatever breaks you down will always make you stronger !" Medo thought of his father's words and a tear dropped over his now red cheek. He smiled ,however, knowing that his father will be watching over him when he passes the proper exams in order to start walking the path of becoming the ultimate ninja. "For the sake of everything.. of my whole life's pain.. i will become the best ninja ever !" Shouted Medo out loud neglecting the fact that he looked insane...

*tresses

But... love it! Pass.