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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 5:44 am
Setsuna continues her training when she feels a new aura of chackra coming from the village.
"Somebody else is here?" Setsuna questions, surprised that so many had come to the village today. ~It feels at about the same level as mine, but I can't be lax. It could be an intruder!~
She then gathers her equipment quickly and dashes over to the village as soon as she possibly can.
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 12:50 pm
"YAwwwwn...why does it seem so lonely without Shuri around?" Yoshi continued without taking a breather, he trained at top speed after he grew use to the weights that his brother left behind a couple days ago...time went by really fast as he took only a few hours each day to rest, but there was no doubt the new jutsus he learned were powerful and now easily executed. "Shuri, if you wanted to leave the village...you could've at least told me...hah!" He took spat out a pool of blood and then formed it into a miniature crimson whirlwind.
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2008 2:53 pm
(Ym and Kari, you should both check out the link of the new Naruto guild that some of us are at right now. I gave both of you the links at your respectives profiles. Ym your's is at Shuri and Yoshi profile. You too Petross, if you all like to. There's waaaay more customization, but you can't have custom demons or dragons, unless they are summons.)
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Posted: Wed Jan 09, 2008 7:21 pm
(awesome, i've sent a request but the guild leader isn't on i guess crying )
"Sigh...hmm where's everyone else? and where could that poison dude have run off to after escaping from puppet dude...err...i mean...Saketsu-san..." Yoshi stood up in rags, he had tested his durability by standing in the center of his own miniature crimson whirlwind! Even though his rapid blood production could save him from severe wounds, he bandaged himself up covering the external wounds. He now formed his favorite weapon, Ticking Death, from the blood used to create the crimson whirlwind, and smiled, his grip on it was tight as he made a deep cut into the ground. "How could i forget my best buddy...now then let's practice..."
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