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 Posted: Mon Jan 10, 2011 6:25 pm
Nova_Daigoro = Pass.
Nightfox40 = Pass
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2011 10:42 am
Autumn wouldn't waste much time getting into the spirits of writing a story. It was something that she loved to do with just passion that one would believe it could burn a hole in the sky. With her notebook opened to a fresh new page and her pen ready to scribe . All that was left for Autumn to do was to figure out what she wanted to write about . Many things flew through her head as she tried to slowly piece together her plot . Going back to what she had learned in class today Autumn figured that the best thing to do would be to break the story down into a simple flow chart and list key events. From there Autumn wouldn't have any trouble piecing the other small parts of the story together .
" Alright here goes nothing !"
Autumn exclaimed as she started to draw her diagram and fill in the key details to her plot.
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2011 7:52 pm
Just posting the sample still haven't even got around to the villages yet to look at any, but here goes my character, a child with good chakra control but nearly no physical abilities, which would mean he'd need to rely on ninjutsu and genjutsu to fight. His nake is Kurisutofa Kettoukodomo (Christopher Bloodchild)
Kurisutofa was walking down the streets of konoha, his clan was still new to this place and the people here were still getting used to seeing their strange appearance, their unique blue-platinum hair, their blood red eyes, and their very fragile body type. Kurisutofa was headed to the academy for his very first day, not fully aware that a rude chunnin was about to play a prank on him. The chunnin did a few handsigns and said something so low that Kuri's untrained ears weren't able to pick up, releasing some shadows from himself and sending them after Kuri. Kuri was trapped with ease by these shadows and began panicking, his body could not move but he could speak, "whats happening to me why can't i move... SOMEONE HELP ME!!!!!"
One person looked at him he was much older, he put his hand on the shadow and disspelled it, "It was a ninjutsu don't worry its over now i have to discipline a disrespectful youth. In addition you may want to pay more attention to your surroundings since new comers aren't exactly unnoticed in this place, take care little one."
As the man patted Kuri on the head he dissapeared, "I guess the incredible speed my parents told me about the ninja," as he continued onward to the academy.
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Posted: Sat Jan 15, 2011 8:57 am
Kagamijiro Hideki stood up from his crouched position in the trees, a kunai in his mouth and a large sword strapped to his back. He was one of the fearsome Mist shinobi. He had honed his sword skills alongside the basics of what was expected of a shinobi ninja from his village. He was a weapon of war in the flesh, ready to finish the job no matter what the cost, and his job at this moment was to kill the convoy hands and any guards they had with them so the rest of his squad could proceed with the looting of valuable gems for their client. Things would be smooth sailing for this mission except... for the fact that they were in Fire Country. Even if they pulled this off, Kagami and his gang would have to make it out and back to Mist or at least across borders into Rain until the heat died down. Leaf shinobi were very particular about their patrols, so this mission wasnt to be done without care and absolute silencing of the targets. The moment of truth had arrived for Kagamijiro as his target came into view. He tightened his headband and pulled up his face mask, covering his mouth and nose, leaving only his black hair, and fierce blue eyes to visibility. Then with a flash, the genin sprung into action. Mist genin were skilled, and trained for war, so his skills looked more like that of a chuunin as he planted the kunai in the skull of the lead horse mid-flicker only to land on the coach of the convoy with his head cleaver sword to the driver's throat. His cold blue eyes looked at the frightened man as the coach was starting to go out of control on the remote country road. "It's time for you to die, old man..." He said in a cold harsh tone before his blade separated the man's head from his shoulders. Without a driver at the reigns, and the lead horse finally dead, the coach crashed and flipped over. Kagami jumped from the wreck safely before he could be caught in the collision and mess. "Mission...complete...sort of." He said in his headset to those he was working with, however he received no reply. Complete radio silence was the only thing he was getting and that's when he saw it. The flash of a green vest, the rustle of leaves. It was the caravan's poor guards, that only seemed to explain why it was so easy to kill the driver. Those bastards were off assassinating his comrades. "Kuso.." He said to himself as he realized there was only one way out of this, and it was to run. He cared nothing about those who came to do this deed with him, their lives weren't worth risking his to save. However, he didnt have much time to think about that as two Lead shinobi stood before him. "Hold it right there, Mist scum!" They said as they got into battle stance with their kunai in hand. "We've got your friends.. you're next." They finished as they began to approach him carefully. "Oh so you got them, did you? Very well done... but..I'm not sticking around for this. I've gotten what I've came for." Kagamijiro said as he picked up a small lock box from the wreckage he was standing on. "I'll just get their shares as well." And with that, the selfish Mist genin jumped off the wreckage and landed on the ground. The Leaf ninja and their morals only left them with their eyes wide in shock. "These guys really ARE monsters" One of the two said before his partner foolishly lept into action. "You b*****d! How could you be like that?!" The springing Leaf ninja shouted as he came at Kagami with the kunai. "Pheh...I'd love to cause a bloodbath..but I think I'll pass." Kagami said as he made handseals and slammed his palm to the ground. "Earth Style: Fish Projection Jutsu!" He said as he sunk into the ground, out of reach and out of sight of those who would pursue him. "Damn! He got away!" Were the last words he heard of the Leaf shinobi as he 'swam' away under the earth. ooc (//Dunno if Mist is accepting or what not, but I love that village and the Seven Swordsman, so that's what I'd like to play. lol)
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Posted: Sat Jan 15, 2011 9:08 am
jake23482 Kagamijiro Hideki stood up from his crouched position in the trees, a kunai in his mouth and a large sword strapped to his back. He was one of the fearsome Mist shinobi. He had honed his sword skills alongside the basics of what was expected of a shinobi ninja from his village. He was a weapon of war in the flesh, ready to finish the job no matter what the cost, and his job at this moment was to kill the convoy hands and any guards they had with them so the rest of his squad could proceed with the looting of valuable gems for their client. Things would be smooth sailing for this mission except... for the fact that they were in Fire Country. Even if they pulled this off, Kagami and his gang would have to make it out and back to Mist or at least across borders into Rain until the heat died down. Leaf shinobi were very particular about their patrols, so this mission wasnt to be done without care and absolute silencing of the targets. The moment of truth had arrived for Kagamijiro as his target came into view. He tightened his headband and pulled up his face mask, covering his mouth and nose, leaving only his black hair, and fierce blue eyes to visibility. Then with a flash, the genin sprung into action. Mist genin were skilled, and trained for war, so his skills looked more like that of a chuunin as he planted the kunai in the skull of the lead horse mid-flicker only to land on the coach of the convoy with his head cleaver sword to the driver's throat. His cold blue eyes looked at the frightened man as the coach was starting to go out of control on the remote country road. "It's time for you to die, old man..." He said in a cold harsh tone before his blade separated the man's head from his shoulders. Without a driver at the reigns, and the lead horse finally dead, the coach crashed and flipped over. Kagami jumped from the wreck safely before he could be caught in the collision and mess. "Mission...complete...sort of." He said in his headset to those he was working with, however he received no reply. Complete radio silence was the only thing he was getting and that's when he saw it. The flash of a green vest, the rustle of leaves. It was the caravan's poor guards, that only seemed to explain why it was so easy to kill the driver. Those bastards were off assassinating his comrades. "Kuso.." He said to himself as he realized there was only one way out of this, and it was to run. He cared nothing about those who came to do this deed with him, their lives weren't worth risking his to save. However, he didnt have much time to think about that as two Lead shinobi stood before him. "Hold it right there, Mist scum!" They said as they got into battle stance with their kunai in hand. "We've got your friends.. you're next." They finished as they began to approach him carefully. "Oh so you got them, did you? Very well done... but..I'm not sticking around for this. I've gotten what I've came for." Kagamijiro said as he picked up a small lock box from the wreckage he was standing on. "I'll just get their shares as well." And with that, the selfish Mist genin jumped off the wreckage and landed on the ground. The Leaf ninja and their morals only left them with their eyes wide in shock. "These guys really ARE monsters" One of the two said before his partner foolishly lept into action. "You b*****d! How could you be like that?!" The springing Leaf ninja shouted as he came at Kagami with the kunai. "Pheh...I'd love to cause a bloodbath..but I think I'll pass." Kagami said as he made handseals and slammed his palm to the ground. "Earth Style: Fish Projection Jutsu!" He said as he sunk into the ground, out of reach and out of sight of those who would pursue him. "Damn! He got away!" Were the last words he heard of the Leaf shinobi as he 'swam' away under the earth. ooc (//Dunno if Mist is accepting or what not, but I love that village and the Seven Swordsman, so that's what I'd like to play. lol) Yes we're accepting and you're welcome to join! PASS! blaugh
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Posted: Sun Jan 16, 2011 7:00 am
Gid... you missed two... >___________>
Autumnkiss = Pass
Nezul = Pass
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 2:25 pm
Well... I do suppose i should try and muster up a bit of the roleplaying for this thingymaboober here... here goes nothing...
Ruarn awoke suddenly from his sleep, he was sweating profusely and his heart was racing."Why do i keep dreaming about it? why can't i just forget?" He thought to himself.
He began to yawn as he stretch and straightened himself up in his bed. He looked towards the window on the opposite side of his room, observing that it was the middle of the night and had been snowing for quite some time by the looks of it.
He stretched as he sat up in his bed and placed his feet on the ground. he rose from his bed, and walked to the opposite end of the room to his dresser, opening the top drawer. He searched the drawer for a few seconds and then sighed."Guess i have to get more booze..." he muttered.
Leaving the dresser open, he walked away and began scrounging up an outfit from the floor. After he dressed, He he grabbed his wallet and walked to his front door, He opened it slowly and felt the rush of cold air entering his apartment. He quickly stepped out and closed the door behind himself, locking it.
It was a little after midnight and most the bars would still be open in town, he figured he would just go to one of them and buy a bottle, it may cost a little more he thought, but the nearest liquor store was across town and he didn't feel like walking that much.
He began his walk, taking the shortcuts he was familiar with, ducking into small alleys to save time and effort. As he came upon one alley in particular, he found that it led to a dead end, but several things were wrong, He'd used this alley before and there had never been any such wall, and the actual wall itself was made of a different material than the house, it was rock, this was set up recently as well as the snow had been visibly disturbed in the area.
A voice spoke behind him, there was much lament and hate in it." You killed my brother and my friend... What you say to me will decide whether or not you will live..."
Without turning around, Raurn replied to the voice in a solemn tone . " I have killed many people in my life, simply telling me who i killed in relation to you does not clarify to me who it is you want me to remember, nor is it likely i will remember..."
Raurn finally turned around to see whom it was he was addressing.
The person he saw was a man who couldn't have been older that 20, by the looks of him, he appeared to be a jonin. the man had short black hair, and was garbed in standard issue gear, he was holding a short blade in his right hand and a couple of photos in his left.
The jonin flung the photos at Raurn, he was able to catch them with minimal effort, the photos of were two men who looked to be their early twenties as well, the one had long black hair and the other had short red hair, both were smiling in the photos and looked happy, but he was surprised he was able to remember who they were, not their names, but the reason he killed them.
He looked back to the jonin and with a clear voice, spoke. " I do rember these two, they were part of a group of ninjas who stole weapons and supplies from the village, i was sent to... "deal" with these rogue ninjas and make an example of them..."
the jonin, with visible hate in his expression, spoke angrily. "They were taking the supplies to help a local farming town That was damn near destroyed by bandits because of the inaction of the village, they weren't criminals, they were good people, and they shouldn't have been killed... "
Ruarn spoke with an edge in his voice along with a slight tone of anger. " You think that was the only town getting attacked? towns and communities across the country have been getting hit by bandits and raiders... Our village is was already spread thin and running low on supplies for even ourselves, they took damn near half the villages food and most of the remaining weapons, We wouldn't have been able to defend ourselves or hold out if our village was attacked... they betrayed the village. It was not my place to judge them, only to deliver judgment for what they did... both you and I know what the penalty is for betraying the village. "
The jonin had tears in his eyes as he shouted at Ruarn. " They weren't criminals or rogue nin, they were my brother and best friend, and i will kill you for what you did! "
Ruarn let out a sigh as he fixated his eyes on the jonin with a cold glare. he spoke in a serious tone. "You do not need to die... but if you attack me i will not show mercy and you will die... Leave now and never speak to me again if you wish to live..."
The jonin looked visibly shaken by Ruarn's proclamation but clenched his blade tighter. "If it's death that awaits me, then so be it!" The jonin charged at Ruarn In a state of frenzied hate.
Ruarn waited until the last moment to act, he sidestepped the jonins charge, with one quick movement, he clutched the jonins face and slammed him against the wall, holding him of the ground against it.
Ruarn Spoke in his usual solemn tone. "Fool... Gokatun, Neshokuratchi! (hellfire style, burning clutch)"
His hand burst into white hot flames, completely enveloping the jonin's head. After a few seconds he released his grip letting the jonin's corpse fall to the ground.
Ruarn picked up the photos on the ground, and placed them on the jonin's chest.
Without saying a word or looking back, Ruarn left the alley, and continued on his walk to the bar as if nothing happened. He let out a sigh."He didn't have to die... but he threw his life away over nothing... He was a fool, and he is better off dead, at least now he can be reunited with his brother and friend..."
He suddenly stopped as a sudden wave of sorrow came over him, he had suddenly remembered what he was drinking to forget... "I would do exactly what he did though if i found the one who murdered Kyria... Would i expect the same treatment as i gave him?... Why was she killed?... Why..."
He repressed these thoughts with all his willpower he could muster. He started to run to the bar. Alcohol was the only thing that would make sure he would forget the past...
I could keep going, but i feel like Ive made a decent line of rp to be judge upon.
any comments about how i could improve would be appreciated as well biggrin
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 4:03 pm
burning_eyes
Anyways, wow... that was... wow...
Pass.
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2011 10:25 pm
The streets were dark, empty, the rain had finally let up but
the roads were still muddy and puddles still dotted the streets
even the very atmosphere seemed somewhat charged, not wanting
itself to let go of the events of that night. Huddled under a
tarpauline, shivering strongly a whisp of blonde hair
illuminated by the moonlit sky, escaped the cover.
Yet it was to be no use, she was soaked through, from head to
toe, sleep wasn't going to come easily not like it had done so
many nights before. It had happened again. Everything had
fallen apart and her life had once more been destroyed. No
matter what she did.
Biting her lower lip she tried to calm her body, if she
shivered she'd just waste energy and then she'd probably end up
dead before morning. It wasn't like she could afford the food
either, she was only thankfull that she lay in the back of a
trailer instead of on the cold, wet floor. She doubted whether
she could get any sleep like that this wasn't much better.
Then she heard a door slam, open it seemed as the sound of wood
on a stone wall was quite evident that it wasn't a door
closing. She tried to relax. It wasn't raining anymore but
still, no one would go looking for anything. Would they? She
tried to remember if there was anything around her but the
images in her mind were still too hazy still too bombarded
by the images she had been cursed with only three nights ago.
Three nights had passed and it had only just stopped raining.
The storm had been unrelenting ever since and she just couldn't
muster the energy to fight it. Footsteps drew closer towards
the trailer she lay in and her heart once more pounded with
the same fear that she felt before. Her chest threatened to
burst open, she couldn't do this any more. A whimper escaped
her lips at the critical point where she just might be
discovered. She shut her mouth quickly hoping that whoever it
was hadn't heard.
The footsteps moved away. The soft squelch in the mud and the
occasional splash as he trod in a puddle. Then she heard a door
slam shut. Just one slamming door calmed her nerves so much
that she almost thought she was passing on to the next life
even as young as she was. Gripping at the covers she tried to
maintain the heat in her shelter, thankful that she wasn't
getting wetter.
Suddenly there was pressure on top of her, pushing downwards
and a sudden retraction with enough force that she was
lifted from the trailer bed. Dropping back down her eyes
flickered open, something had just...where'd the cover go and
then a bright torch shone in her eyes. Shielding her eyes she
was suddenly grabbed around the waist and lifted. It wasn't
like she could have resisted either, her body was just so
thankful to have something warm that she couldn't resist
groaning in pleasure.
Suddenly she had passed from a cold environment into a
pleasantly warm, soft environment, that was so comfortable that
she no longer cared for the moment where she was. It wasn't
until she heard a voice talking that her body decided to
believe she was actually somewhere nice and warm and not in a
cold wet place.
"So you're telling me to believe that you found a girl, lying
in the back of a trailer, hardly any clothes and that it has
nothing to do with your so called previous conquests?" It was
a womans voice and quite an authoritive one as well, very
confident and self assured, "Oh well." Came a surprising
relinquishment of that self assurity, "I'll go and make soup.
You go and ask her name." Whoever it was hadn't responded at
all, but heavy steps, the same steps she had remembered coming
towards the trailer now came towards her again. Her body
tensed instinctively drawing itself together in anticipation
of what was to come.
A soft masculine grunt came as whoever it was settled
themselves into a chair the girl assumed nearby. For a moment
neither of them moved nor said anything but eventually the voice
came, the voice that she had been dreading. She knew what was
going to happen now and it wasn't going to be pretty.
"So what's your name?" The girl froze, "Oh so you are awake.
That's good." The voice was soft, gentle, there seemed to be
no malice whatsoever, no other intention except to ascertain
her well being. It had been so long. So many many months since
anyone apart from one person had ever spoken to her in such a
calm gentle way.
It was then that she realised, she wasn't in a sack, she wasn't
tied up, she was actually in a room...not a ship for a change,
and as she opened her eyes, she could see that it was a fairly
modest home and a scent of lavender and honey filled the air.
Then her eyes slowly turned to her inquisitor. The man was
huge. He must have stood about seven foot and his body was
definitely muscular. What did he do for a living smash ogres or
fight dragons? A thick beard and moustache almost shielded his
face from her but his eyes, a soft amber.
"N-Nishio." Her voice trembled, "Nishio M-masako."
"That's a nice name." The old...or was he young? She couldn't
tell, but she knew it was him speaking, "Don't worry, you're
in our home." Something padded into the room. It wasn't big but
it definitely had presence. Whatever it was walked around the
room for a moment before closing around towards the man, she
couldn't see it yet, but it couldn't have been that big.
A moment later and her gaze was filled with something black and
slightly wet.
"Baron." The man spoke softly but then to Nishio, "He's
harmless really." That was before she found her face wet after
being stroked with something pink and soft and he wasn't
stopping either. He obviously had found something he liked the
taste of and for a moment she wasn't sure that she approved.
When the dog pulled back it was an immediate bond as they
looked at each other. Human to dog.
"Would probably mug you for a bag of candy though..." The man
seemed to be thinking about something as he stroked his beard.
"What's candy?" Nishio had never eaten a sweet before. Even
from a very young age she'd only eaten vegetables and meat,
nothing that was particularly unhealthy that was sure, during
most recent years she hadn't even come across the word let
alone the product.
"WHAT!?" The thunderous voice echoed and he stormed out of the
room. Nishio sat up. That couldn't be good, did she really want
to be here for his vengence at whatever she had done to upset
him. Yet before she could make a decision, the man stood in the
door way clutching an rather unassuming bag of what she thought
to be accessories of her demise and perhaps that wasn't too
far from the truth as he picked something out, unwrapped it and
fed it to the animal who seemed rather eager to eat it, "This..
this is Candy. Here." He offered one. She tried tried to bite
into it, only to find that the wrapper wasn't edible which
earned a little chuckle. The sweet itself was delicious. It
filled her mouth was something that was just irresistable, the
flavour was so great, the taste so sweet. Everything that had
happened...it was like she had died and gone to...
"Am I dead?" She asked. Yet instead of the man's laughter came
the woman's laughter. In fact the man looked rather bewildered.
The woman was easily in her thirties and carried a tray of
items fresh bread, buttered and a thick creamy soup which
smelled like chicken.
"You had better hope not! I would have thought the food be
better."
"That's why I keep telling you I'm not ready to die. They just
don't have the service." The man complimented. It was obvious
the two were more than just associates, Masako even thought
that they might be man and wife. It was likely, but there didn't
seem to be any children around, which she found a little
curious.
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Posted: Fri Jan 21, 2011 2:31 am
As the sun rose over the eastern side of the village, she began to stretch her arms and legs allowing the suns beams to warm her once cold skin. Beneath the leaves and various insulators that she had forged together, she wiggled her way into her clothing. "All set! Time to go take my exam!"
Though she was 20 and a very accomplished ninja, she felt it to be necessary to start at the bottom and work her way back up to her notorious standing. This young girl was part of a clan that was long out shadowed by the Uchiha Clan. Her black hair with white bangs were proof of it.
As she scurried through the trees and approached the steps of the academy for the second time in her life, she began to reminisce about all of the memories and friends that she had left behind. "I can do this!" She adjusted her eye bandage and her well worn black jeans. "No going back!" She adjusted her gi top back to its comfortable state. Then, with a deep sigh, she walked through the doors of the academy ready for her final test.
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2011 4:20 pm
Nishio_Masako Pass
Salena Jinkei Pass
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 4:43 pm
Ok! blaugh I want to give it a shot:
Fire. Fire everywhere. In front of her, to her sides, on her hair, on her skin. A gigantic feline figure charging at her to eat her whole. Suddenly a bell rang and the cat looked to the right, where a huge, bright red bowl of fresh milk sat. The bell rang over and over again and as the cat went to lick up the milk, and the image faded away to be replaced by the sight of her ceiling...
Blaze blinked, then rubbed her eyes tiredly. "That was random... Must've been those stories Dad told us last night..." Her Chinese-cat alarm clock was still ringing annoyingly, until she pressed a hanging paw down. She rested for a minute, then flung her legs off the bed, and felt around for her fuzzy slippers. She dressed in her purple, slightly gothic dress and black stockings. Just as Blaze was putting on her clan's traditional cat-collar, Homura, her eldest brother, burst in, grabbed her arm, and dragged her with him.
She knew as soon as they left the room that a fight had broke out somewhere; everyone knew she was a pacifist, and whenever they needed her to create a little peace they would wordlessly pull her along to wherever the conflict was. Except this time it wasn't so wordless. "Damn Inuzuka, they need to lock up their puppies and teach them not to freaking attack us everytime we happen to pass by!"
Blaze sighed as she realized the situation. It was a typical one. They'd cross each other's paths, one of them would make a comment about the other, and then they'd start arguing about canines and felines. Those Inuzuka, sometimes they were as stubborn as their dogs.
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 4:54 pm
Sadie walked down the path toward the school. Her hair fell against her back in small curls. She brushed a bit of her blondish-brown hair behind her ear, and smiled when she saw Devon. He was talking to his friends in a corner. He had one foot on the wall of the school, and the other on the ground. His arms we’re folded across his chest. His eyes shifted toward Sadie, and he excused himself from the little crew. He walked through the well kept grass toward Sadie. When he was about a foot away he stopped. Sadie gripped her school books close to her, and smiled at Devon. After a bit he smiled back at her. Sadie hadn’t been in school for awhile, because her mother had just died, and her father had been at work. Sadie had to take care of her little sister. She didn’t mind. She missed her mother dearly, but everyone had their own way of grieving. Her way was just a bit different then most people. She didn’t even notice when she reached the door to the school, hit the door, and fell flat on her back. Devon laughed along with a few others, and helped her up. Rita picked up Sadie’s books, and gave them to her. “Hey, I’m sorry to hear about your mom…” Sadie nodded and walked in the school, with Devon right beside her.
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2011 6:03 pm
Maiden - Pass
Candy - Pass
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Posted: Wed Feb 16, 2011 11:36 am
"I'm late, I'm late, I should have left earlier" Toshiko repeated to herself as she ran with all her might, the wind blasting past her face as she ran towards the academy.
The 15 year old who had never really been one of the awe-inspiring students was just about to miss her brother's induction into the Shinobi world with a ceremony and distribution of headbands.
"I can't miss it and I won't!" she yelled as she sprinted off into the distance hoping to see her brother become what she had become. A shinobi.
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