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 Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 2:02 am
Thee light shined into a small apartment building where a young girl with brown hair and blue eyes lived; her eyes opening slowly, smiling she looked into the morning sky. Turning her head back into the darkness of her apartment room where there was only enough space for a small kitchen, refrigerator and one seated dining room table. Of course her bed was added into the room along the only window; the window was decorated with a kind of sparkly silk that hung on the metal bar, only cracked open slightly. This was Sayaka's apartment where only she lived, she had no family or friend but she was fine, or at least she thought it was fine. Moving her legs to the side of her bed; Sayaka shook her head and walked towards her kitchen sink where she turned on the tap, brushed her teeth and washed her face. Walking towards her pile of supposedly clean clothe and pulled out her red kimono, brushing her hair with the cheap brush on the dining table she slapped her face with both of her hands before running out of her apartment, locking the door behind her.
Sayaka had a cheesy smiled stuck to her face as she made her way through the crowds of people from the market and the drunk men who ganged up on her and called her cute; poking and probing at her gentle white skin. "P-please leave me alone!" Sayaka yelled, at first she'd hesitated but then she thought, 'Hey their only men.' The men didn't leave her alone as she anticipated and drew nearer to her, Sayaka decided to kick them where it hurt and raised her right leg and drew it backwards, sending it flying forward as she kicked one of the four men in his family jewels. Squatting down to the hurt man she looked worryingly; she didn't think it'd hurt that much, deciding not to wait to know if he was only Sayaka ran away from the men from the gap that the man he kicked had made when he doubled over. Running past the children that were playing in the streets and the old wives who were out of their daily shopping routine Sayaka ran to the Academy. As soon as it was in sight Sayaka calmed down and sighed.
Sayaka could hear her heart thumping in her ears as she walked slowly to the Academy; her chest rising and falling as she breathed unsteadily. Popping out of nowhere her Sensei popped in front of her and crossed his arms as he clicked his tongue thrice, "Kicking a man in his groin isn't very nice Saya-chan," He scolded as Sayaka looked at the dirt in embarrassment and shame. "I know, I'm sorry," She said looking at her feet; Her Sensei sighed and whacked her lightly on the head with a book before puffing out the smoke from his cigarette. "Don't apologize to me, apologize to the man you kicked, but right now your late so get on you way!" He scolded as Sayaka ran towards the doors of the Academy, barely making it through as she slipped by unnoticed into her seat and smiled at her substitute Sensei.
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2011 9:29 am
iNishino Inferni Thee light shined into a small apartment building where a young girl with brown hair and blue eyes lived; her eyes opening slowly, smiling she looked into the morning sky. Turning her head back into the darkness of her apartment room where there was only enough space for a small kitchen, refrigerator and one seated dining room table. Of course her bed was added into the room along the only window; the window was decorated with a kind of sparkly silk that hung on the metal bar, only cracked open slightly. This was Sayaka's apartment where only she lived, she had no family or friend but she was fine, or at least she thought it was fine. Moving her legs to the side of her bed; Sayaka shook her head and walked towards her kitchen sink where she turned on the tap, brushed her teeth and washed her face. Walking towards her pile of supposedly clean clothe and pulled out her red kimono, brushing her hair with the cheap brush on the dining table she slapped her face with both of her hands before running out of her apartment, locking the door behind her.
Sayaka had a cheesy smiled stuck to her face as she made her way through the crowds of people from the market and the drunk men who ganged up on her and called her cute; poking and probing at her gentle white skin. "P-please leave me alone!" Sayaka yelled, at first she'd hesitated but then she thought, 'Hey their only men.' The men didn't leave her alone as she anticipated and drew nearer to her, Sayaka decided to kick them where it hurt and raised her right leg and drew it backwards, sending it flying forward as she kicked one of the four men in his family jewels. Squatting down to the hurt man she looked worryingly; she didn't think it'd hurt that much, deciding not to wait to know if he was only Sayaka ran away from the men from the gap that the man he kicked had made when he doubled over. Running past the children that were playing in the streets and the old wives who were out of their daily shopping routine Sayaka ran to the Academy. As soon as it was in sight Sayaka calmed down and sighed.
Sayaka could hear her heart thumping in her ears as she walked slowly to the Academy; her chest rising and falling as she breathed unsteadily. Popping out of nowhere her Sensei popped in front of her and crossed his arms as he clicked his tongue thrice, "Kicking a man in his groin isn't very nice Saya-chan," He scolded as Sayaka looked at the dirt in embarrassment and shame. "I know, I'm sorry," She said looking at her feet; Her Sensei sighed and whacked her lightly on the head with a book before puffing out the smoke from his cigarette. "Don't apologize to me, apologize to the man you kicked, but right now your late so get on you way!" He scolded as Sayaka ran towards the doors of the Academy, barely making it through as she slipped by unnoticed into her seat and smiled at her substitute Sensei.
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2011 10:24 am
Idk what to do but am hoping am doing it right....
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Mikio woke from a dream and felt cold sweat forming on he's head, "Dang this dry weather!" he yelled to himself as he took a overly-used cloth and wiped he's head. Mikio then got up from he's bunker and looked outside, "The village of the sand seems to be fine..." he's eyes squinted a bit because he's sweat was moving to he's eyes. He then got back inside the bunker, "Of all missions," he lay down back on he's bed, which was nothing but a old cot they used in the Great Shinobi War, "They give me this."
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2011 10:33 am
surferking101 Idk what to do but am hoping am doing it right.... ~~ Mikio woke from a dream and felt cold sweat forming on he's head, "Dang this dry weather!" he yelled to himself as he took a overly-used cloth and wiped he's head. Mikio then got up from he's bunker and looked outside, "The village of the sand seems to be fine..." he's eyes squinted a bit because he's sweat was moving to he's eyes. He then got back inside the bunker, "Of all missions," he lay down back on he's bed, which was nothing but a old cot they used in the Great Shinobi War, "They give me this."
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2011 1:21 pm
Kokoa walked though the forest looking down at her feet watching the leaves shuffle under her feet. She envied the birds, chirping while flying from tree to tree. How dare they be so energetic on this awful day, she thought, for it was the anniversary. The anniversary of her parents death. 5 years ago they fought for her life even with their own lives on the line. Sometimes Kokoa wished she could have gone with them to a much happier place. But in truth all she had left from her parents was her name. "Kokoa, for the love we share" her mother use to say. You will always be in my heart mother
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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2011 1:42 pm
Wow_me_2 Kokoa walked though the forest looking down at her feet watching the leaves shuffle under her feet. She envied the birds, chirping while flying from tree to tree. How dare they be so energetic on this awful day, she thought, for it was the anniversary. The anniversary of her parents death. 5 years ago they fought for her life even with their own lives on the line. Sometimes Kokoa wished she could have gone with them to a much happier place. But in truth all she had left from her parents was her name. "Kokoa, for the love we share" her mother use to say. You will always be in my heart mother
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 6:19 pm
[bleh Rp school always has sounded bad in my mouth, well whatever since we all have to do it. This is between Mizu Tsubasa (character I'm creating on this Site) and an NPC, sorry but I'm taking control over him just for the sample I know not to take control of another person's character and all. Also I haven't made my character yet I think this was the first place to go to right? Hope I'm accepted ]
TABTABMizu slowly surfaced into the light of the moon from the shadows that had enveloped the forrest ground. his trusty companion right at his side with it's red eyes glaring at their prey. "Looks like there is nowhere else to turn," Mizu stated as his sword manifested in his hand, the moonlight slowly dancing on the blade as more and more began to gleam. " Just one thing, before I decide to kill you, tell me why you decided to betray me?" As the words left his mouth he dissipated into the shadows with his pet wolf.
TABTABThe man standing there shivering in his boots backing himself up into the broad tree. Suddenly a howl sends the man into a panic and the wolf faded into his trembling sight infront of him. As he went to guard forward a jagged pain entered his right side and the cool blood began to stain his clothes. When he looks down he notices a chain attached to the blade which causes his panic to peak. Suddenly another weapon enters his left side containing another weapon. More and more the weapons being puncture his body, in non vital locations, all attached with a chain on them and they all seem to be chained down to their environment.
TABTABHis body immobilized and pinned into the tree he sought out to help him defend his rear. The man lets out agonizing scream of pain, begging for death, begging for it all to end. Suddenly Mizu emerged infront of the man. Quickly he wrapped an exploding tag around the edge of a kunai and plunged it into the mans heart. Turning around he walked away with his wolf whispering "Goodbye my dear friend."
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 7:31 am
yomino666 [bleh Rp school always has sounded bad in my mouth, well whatever since we all have to do it. This is between Mizu Tsubasa (character I'm creating on this Site) and an NPC, sorry but I'm taking control over him just for the sample I know not to take control of another person's character and all. Also I haven't made my character yet I think this was the first place to go to right? Hope I'm accepted ] TABTABMizu slowly surfaced into the light of the moon from the shadows that had enveloped the forrest ground. his trusty companion right at his side with it's red eyes glaring at their prey. "Looks like there is nowhere else to turn," Mizu stated as his sword manifested in his hand, the moonlight slowly dancing on the blade as more and more began to gleam. " Just one thing, before I decide to kill you, tell me why you decided to betray me?" As the words left his mouth he dissipated into the shadows with his pet wolf. TABTABThe man standing there shivering in his boots backing himself up into the broad tree. Suddenly a howl sends the man into a panic and the wolf faded into his trembling sight infront of him. As he went to guard forward a jagged pain entered his right side and the cool blood began to stain his clothes. When he looks down he notices a chain attached to the blade which causes his panic to peak. Suddenly another weapon enters his left side containing another weapon. More and more the weapons being puncture his body, in non vital locations, all attached with a chain on them and they all seem to be chained down to their environment. TABTABHis body immobilized and pinned into the tree he sought out to help him defend his rear. The man lets out agonizing scream of pain, begging for death, begging for it all to end. Suddenly Mizu emerged infront of the man. Quickly he wrapped an exploding tag around the edge of a kunai and plunged it into the mans heart. Turning around he walked away with his wolf whispering "Goodbye my dear friend." Approved. Tabs. interesting. smile
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kouri-chan_xx Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 2:56 pm
“Huff… Huff… I can’t die here. Not now. I wont… DIE!! Rrgh!!!” Taka’s body suddenly dispersed an enormous amount of chakra as his howls were heard from afar. Standing on his two feet, the ground crushed beneath him as he took a leap into the air and pressed forward. His fists were surging with lightning while his body motions showed nothing but rage. Tree branches crumbled instantly after he jumped from them and onto the next one, leaving a small spark wherever he landed. Moving at an insane speed he finally made it to the field with the man who killed his older sister. Landing in a cool, sinister pose, his head hung low while he began to speak. “Let’s… Let’s end this!” Taka yelled as his body switched from a lanky pose to a more battle ready position.
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Posted: Wed Nov 09, 2011 8:52 am
Renji Maeda packed up some basic nesessities in his ratty old pack. He had a mission tomorrow, and wanted to be ready first thing in the morning. He looked around the poor, little shack, unable to beleive that the little boy who had grown up here, alone, was finally going on a mission. My teamates seemed interesting enough, he thought with a chuckle as he stuffed some rations into his pack. The boy clasped the pack shut, laying it next to the door, and crashed on the matress on the floor that he slept on. Tomorrows gonna be a big day...
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Posted: Wed Nov 09, 2011 11:12 am
RafeRavel Renji Maeda packed up some basic nesessities in his ratty old pack. He had a mission tomorrow, and wanted to be ready first thing in the morning. He looked around the poor, little shack, unable to beleive that the little boy who had grown up here, alone, was finally going on a mission. My teamates seemed interesting enough, he thought with a chuckle as he stuffed some rations into his pack. The boy clasped the pack shut, laying it next to the door, and crashed on the matress on the floor that he slept on. Tomorrows gonna be a big day...
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Posted: Wed Nov 09, 2011 12:06 pm
An exceptionally cold night, and an exceptionally dark night. The breeze rattled the nearby tree, leaves falling from it like pelting rain. In the middle of this darkness, and cold, was warmth and light. Ziggy sat, in the front of a fire, playing his heart out on his old acoustic guitar. On nights like this, Ziggy loved to come out into the forest, camp out and play music surrounded by nature. It was strange, for a man like him to be out in the forest, especially at night. His shark-like features a stark contrast to the trees and animals that spread around his campfire. Usually his clan would be near water in their free time, but for some reason, he loved the quietness of the forest just the same as the perpetual noise of the ocean.
He continued to play quietly, he mainly with his fingers, or occasionally with one of his own discarded teeth. He was dressed lightly, he could never be sure when an animal could attack his campsite, and he needed to be able to move if that did happen. As such, he wore a simple black shirt, sleeveless, accenting his broad shoulders, and plain blue pants, not baggy, but not tight enough to inhibit his movement. As he played, his mixed blonde and black locks shook slightly, and the triangular clips in his hair jangled rhythmically.
He had a certain trick when he sat down playing, sometimes he would want to play two riffs at once, and using his chakra, he vibrated the strings at exactly the right points, manipulating it until it was the perfect sound. He hummed along as he continued to play, different kinds of songs, different feelings, he liked to switch between them, to create medleys, he liked the combination of jazz and punk, the juxtaposition of the solid theory with the chaos. Sometimes he sang, and sometimes he didn't, it depended on what he played. He continued through the night, playing softly and harshly, making sweet and sour sounds, until finally dawn came. And there he was, asleep on the soft ground with his guitar still in his hand.
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Posted: Wed Nov 09, 2011 12:18 pm
Bly-Ume “Huff… Huff… I can’t die here. Not now. I wont… DIE!! Rrgh!!!” Taka’s body suddenly dispersed an enormous amount of chakra as his howls were heard from afar. Standing on his two feet, the ground crushed beneath him as he took a leap into the air and pressed forward. His fists were surging with lightning while his body motions showed nothing but rage. Tree branches crumbled instantly after he jumped from them and onto the next one, leaving a small spark wherever he landed. Moving at an insane speed he finally made it to the field with the man who killed his older sister. Landing in a cool, sinister pose, his head hung low while he began to speak. “Let’s… Let’s end this!” Taka yelled as his body switched from a lanky pose to a more battle ready position.
But anyways you did the requirements needed, APPROVED!!
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Posted: Wed Nov 09, 2011 12:21 pm
Demon Detective Neuro An exceptionally cold night, and an exceptionally dark night. The breeze rattled the nearby tree, leaves falling from it like pelting rain. In the middle of this darkness, and cold, was warmth and light. Ziggy sat, in the front of a fire, playing his heart out on his old acoustic guitar. On nights like this, Ziggy loved to come out into the forest, camp out and play music surrounded by nature. It was strange, for a man like him to be out in the forest, especially at night. His shark-like features a stark contrast to the trees and animals that spread around his campfire. Usually his clan would be near water in their free time, but for some reason, he loved the quietness of the forest just the same as the perpetual noise of the ocean. He continued to play quietly, he mainly with his fingers, or occasionally with one of his own discarded teeth. He was dressed lightly, he could never be sure when an animal could attack his campsite, and he needed to be able to move if that did happen. As such, he wore a simple black shirt, sleeveless, accenting his broad shoulders, and plain blue pants, not baggy, but not tight enough to inhibit his movement. As he played, his mixed blonde and black locks shook slightly, and the triangular clips in his hair jangled rhythmically. He had a certain trick when he sat down playing, sometimes he would want to play two riffs at once, and using his chakra, he vibrated the strings at exactly the right points, manipulating it until it was the perfect sound. He hummed along as he continued to play, different kinds of songs, different feelings, he liked to switch between them, to create medleys, he liked the combination of jazz and punk, the juxtaposition of the solid theory with the chaos. Sometimes he sang, and sometimes he didn't, it depended on what he played. He continued through the night, playing softly and harshly, making sweet and sour sounds, until finally dawn came. And there he was, asleep on the soft ground with his guitar still in his hand.
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