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 Posted: Wed Jul 21, 2010 6:16 pm
 Shuniji found Seika's crumpling form oddly relaxing as the flames eased off. His smirk faded to a thoughtful pursing of the lips as he considered the plans for Seika the Otokage divulged. It was oddly benevolent of their master to keep a traitor alive (hell, such behavior probably wouldn't have flown in other villages) however, as far as big-picture stuff went, it made sense. Seika had been set on fire, she'd been brought back to the village and the Otokage had given her a suitable purpose. Now that balance had been restored to the world, Shuniji no longer had a problem with the younger shinobi.
As the flames finally died down, Shuniji turned away from Seika and back to the darkness. There was nothing more to see there.
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Posted: Sun Jul 25, 2010 4:23 pm
╔══.♥.═══════════╗
...Seika Cheshiru...
╚═══════════.♥.══╝ 
As the Otokage laughed, Seika cringed and clenched her teeth. 'Why does it sound like the Devil is laughing?' His laugh seemed almost permanently embedded in her head, causing her to scowl. She bit her lip while the pain seemed to worsen. Her stomach and hand were finally ignited with the cursed flames, causing her whole body to tremble. Seika didn't want to scream...She wanted too, but it would be a useless effort that would only bring satisfaction to them. Nothing good ever came from this mans lips. Then again one would expect it from somebody who lacked such compassion. As did anybody else who lived here. Those were the ones that survived....that was the rules. Nobody would ever say that directly, but it was expected that you'd learn it eventually. Or die. Then every now and again, you'd get the rebellious few that never seemed to get the message, but survived only out of pure luck, or maybe they just had the strength to survive and endure. Such a strong will doesn't exist here, It's not allowed. Seika however, despite her tendency to be a passive aggressive b***h. Truly thought that having such attributes as compassion were good for her. No- she was wrong, Horribly wrong. She wouldn't believe you even if you told her though. Seika was stubborn, Even in times of great pain and suffering. This was...her Ugly attribute which she hated herself for.
She couldn't say that she liked the Otokage's plan. At all. Especially with the way he put it. He used Whore again...Seika could recognize a metaphor when one was used, but still...she despised words like that. Seika sank to the ground like a lifeless doll. She had been Humiliated, Insulted, Physically harmed, and Back stabbed by a c**k-sucking Liar. Was her spirit broken? Not necessarily. It would be more of a deep ditch she had fallen into- No, stop kidding yourself, her spirit was dead as a doornail. Seika's fingers twitched continuously, the only part of her that didn't seem lifeless, her nerves and that facial expression that reflected such anger and scorn. She was in an immense amount of pain, even the candle light seemed to quickly dim out in her eyes. She wanted to believe that none of this was real, a mere nightmare from which...she couldn't wake from.
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 2:33 pm
"SSSSShuniji... now... for you're reward. I have
sssssomething rather.... ssssspecial in ssstore
for you. Yesssss.... something I would rather
ressssserve for sssssomeone much more talented
than you.... it will be a blessssssing you hardly
dsssseserve... but one I will besssstow upon you
non the less. You will be come the vessssssel for
my experiment that I begun with her twin brother,
the plan that will make this village a ssssuperior
military force that will causssse the entire world
to quake... are you ready Ssssshuniji?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 2:50 pm
Shuniji's cool, if not slightly unhinged demeanor slowly disintegrated as the the Otokage's words hit him--dissolving his facade like acid.
Like Kaichou? Wasn't that a punishment that put him in that state? He was getting rewarded with a punishment? Would he get stitched up like Kaichou? Would he never be able to speak again!? Would-- Wait-- WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAT!!?
"Yes," his gaze hardened. To Shuniji, the chance at losing his ability to speak was akin to risking his life. At the same time, he'd gain the power he wanted, needed to become the star ninja he'd dreamed of.
This was what he wanted, wasn't it? He was willing to throw away his ties with humanity, what more would it be to become a monster? He claimed to be the type to throw his heart and soul into whatever he did.
...But after this... would he still have either?
He grinned.
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Posted: Thu Jul 29, 2010 1:27 am
The imaginary "slick-slick-scaaaaape" of the knife
against raw flesh only enticed his apatite. While it
was only a distant fantasy, it would be but ephemeral
for only a moment more... he must control himself...
"Relax... both of you... the overwhelming fear you
feel will ssssssoon be nothing but a memory... a
dull rusty memory..."
As he spoke an invisible killer walked among them.
In the wrong dosage this chemical being pumped
into the room was highly toxic. Needless to say,
with Seika in the room he may have placed a little
more than was necessary to simply knock them out.
Invisible and orderless, the feeling was akin to the
slow suffocation of dry drowning. The only sign of
this invisible agent of their demise, though only
temporary, was the feint shimmer in the air and the
feint sound of the wind.
[Dissection Lab next! 4laugh ]
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Posted: Thu Jul 29, 2010 10:24 am
The simple act of pulling his lips back to grin suddenly seemed like a horrible idea as something flooded his senses, affecting his lungs. Shuniji's eyes dulled in response as everything slowed down and wobbled.
Somehow, the Otokage's words were less than comforting, but they sounded so slow and misshapen, that they didn't fully register with Shuniji as he stumbled forward onto his knees.
The dokumishi were struggling to eat away at the toxin to protect their host like they did with basic poisons and alcohol, but were failing miserably as the sensation became overpowering.
Shuniji was just... too.... tired..... to try........
((Up, up and awaaaaay! I guess... sweatdrop ))
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Posted: Thu Jul 29, 2010 11:49 am
╔══.♥.═══════════╗
...Seika Cheshiru...
╚═══════════.♥.══╝
Everything had become muffled out from the pain before. It was hard to say anything was going through her mind now. She barley heard what the Otokage was talking about with Shun, Her mind was racing with so much thought and mixed emotions just thrown in there for the ride. However, one familiar emotion was overpowering the rest. Anguish. Or was it just the feeling of bitterness? And directed at whom? She couldn't understand it anymore.
She could hear something else...something sinister? Everything in her mind had slipped into a sense of uneasiness as she felt sick and even more dizzy. There was a tremendous amount of pressure that seemed to weigh down on her head, her lungs felt horribly constricted. Seika tried to move or even speak, anything to let herself know that she was still alive and breathing. No, nothing. It was like everything else had muted itself and alienated her. Things were completely dark now, She recognized this feeling. But at least her thoughts had settled down. For once, Seika had drifted into a deep, uncomfortable sleep.
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 12:43 am
╔══.♥.═══════════╗
...Seika Cheshiru...
╚═══════════.♥.══╝
Seika had slowly awakened, feeling rather dizzy and groggy. There was a stinging pain that she couldn't exactly explain. For some reason her jacket was gone, parts of the under shirt remained. Well, the important parts. Her mask was gone though. However, Seika was more concerned about her surroundings. It was dark...and- Oh s**t W-what did I do now!? It was then she had realized exactly where she was. She quickly sat up and straightened her posture. Seika didn't really remember the last few times she had been here, but she did remember the most recent. Which resulted in burnings...quite frankly, Seika didn't like that experience at all. In-fact..She motioned to scotch back from her current position, but found it was better to just stay put. The place was dark, who knew what else lay in the shadows beyond the small candlelight. How long had she been out? Seika merely glanced down at the place she had been laying. However, her eye had just barley caught something. Was there...something on her neck? K-kanji? WRITING?! She couldn't exactly see it, but there was definitely something imprinted around her neck.
"....."
She scratched at it as if it were a infected mosquito bite. Nasty..icky thing that surrounded her neck. Her eye twitched when she found that it wasn't coming off. But she kept scratching at it as if it were some disease. What was it anyway? It had reminded her of some sort of painted collar- HEY WAIT A SECOND! Oh that Son of a-W-wait! That wasn't right, it was just a metaphor right? Maybe she was looking into this too much. He wasn't really serious, right?...Her chest hurt even more now.
Seika sat there awkwardly, being rather inflexibly silent. She wasn't sure what was going on, She had that sick feeling again.
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 8:24 am
The creeping darkness made way for a psychological
terror that crept up Seika's sine. It marched onward
despite her doubtless opposition. It was something
akin to doubt. Once planted the fear grew without
stopping and without logic. The fear was irrational...
But it was still there...
"You sssshhould be very familiar with a collar... though
not one of ssssssuch magnificcccent design... with
jussssst a thought my will can impossse itsssself upon
your frail little mind... I've made sssssomething truly
wonderful thissss time. I've truly ssssurpasssssed god
now... it'sssss desssigned to draw chakra from your
heart sssseal.... oh I ssseemed to have not mentioned
that yet... I am getting ahead of mysssself. Let us
ssssimply ssssay thissss... you NEED me like a drug now,
and without my chakra your fragile little heart will ssstop
it's beating. The collar enssssuressss that when my
orderssss are given, you'll BEG me to let you lissssten...
The pain I can causssse you with it issss... ssssevere...
Undersssstand?"
There where malice in his words and the shivers only
grew more profound as he spoke to her. Her fate seemed
certain from this perspective... her life under lock and key...
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 2:45 pm
╔══.♥.═══════════╗
...Seika Cheshiru...
╚═══════════.♥.══╝
Seika listened very carefully to everything the Otokage had explained. And felt nothing more than devastated. It sort of made her wish she didn't...She was trembling with all sorts of negative emotions. Fear, anger, scorn, HUMILITY! Did it just get colder in here? Seika would NEED him?! Grovel and beg at his feet? That wasn't pleasant to hear at all. Is this how he planned to Micro manage her life? Seika shook her head to try and rid herself of the sudden chills. Nope...still there. She stared into the darkness looking on in helpless horror. He...was serious...and what was worse. Seika would have no control over herself. That was the most terrifying thing for her, the reason why she had always worn headphones. This meant...she'd have to listen to him, his cruel voice, and do everything he says? Seika would die. She was never really good at degrading herself.
Her act of rebellion had long been over when she had been burned, but this was just kicking her while she was down...Or a better phrase. Pissing on her without the courtesy of calling it rain. She glanced down at her own hands, they were shaking feverishly. Seika tried to clench them to get them to stop, but it was a feeble attempt. Her whole body was the same way. This time, it wasn't her body that was in pain. Her heart felt like it had been skewered, It sank. Her lip quivered, but it would hardly be noticeable with the lack of light in the room. "Yes, I...Understand." She cringed. "Lord Otokage.." That was the hardest thing Seika ever had to say. Maybe because she had just realized that, She had been triumphed over. There was no such thing as freedom, No such thing as Choice. That was just an illusion she created to put her own insecurities at ease. It wasn't real...She had to give up and accept reality. It would be...better this way.
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Posted: Thu Aug 05, 2010 6:43 pm
A sick warmth spread over the room as he heard
her response. He was gloating and there was not
a thing she could do about it... no, not in this
dismal darkness of a hell hole. It was just her vs
an ideal... and ideals never died.
"Now... you will return to Wairudokaado... you
will give them thissss sssschedule... it hasss
the rotation of the guardssss for thisss village.
They will no doubt ssssee threw thisss russsse,
rather quickly I hope... ssso I am ssssending
thosssse foolssss this assss a challenge... they
know my ssssstrength, they know full well my
power.... they would not be sssso foolissssh to
attack me with the power they possssesss without
their leader.... yessss, I sssseek an audienccce
with Elder Zhang Gou, the Nèi Dān Sssshù Fangssshi
of Mount Tiáo, the Reaper's Reaper, the Masssster
Grave Digger, it's time he had a talk with the Immortal
Inheritor..."
As he spoke a letter drifted like leaf on the wind
from on high. It landed next to her. As his words
sunk into the darkness, the room grew lighter as
if he presence itself was what had darkened it.
A long path that promised light opened in the wall
as the stone slid away. The thin, dank hallway was
a mile or so in length- but at the end of it the sun
rose on a new day.
Who then would claim this day? Would it be the
Otokage? Would Wairudokaado rise to his challenge?
What lay in store for the Sound Village could no more
be guessed at than what this new day held for Seika...
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Posted: Thu Aug 05, 2010 9:34 pm
╔══.♥.═══════════╗
...Seika Cheshiru...
╚═══════════.♥.══╝
Seika almost sweat dropped when the Otokage spoke of his orders. Not that there was anything wrong with them...only that she'd have to go back and contact that Blue Freak...only after calling him names and such. Oh boy.. This wasn't going to be fun at all. Not to mention the other people he spoke of...Just what exactly was the Otokage up to? Seika dropped the thought almost instantly. It wasn't any of her business after all. She'd just do what she was told. With a small, miserable sigh, Seika retrieved the paper next to her. Once she felt it was okay, she slowly stood up. At first she wobbled around dizzily but managed to shake it off rather quickly. "As you wish." She replied, gesturing a short bow and turned on her heel to leave. It would be best if Seika kept her head down. The light would normally fill her heart with relief, but not this time. This mission hung all sorts of doubts on her shoulders; Like a monkey with rabies on her back. It was a problem of How the hell. She trailed down the hall, muttering and cursing herself for obvious reasons. ToldyouIshouldhavestayedinthatsnakepit. GOD DAMMIT TAKE YOUR OWN ADVISE FOR ONCE, WOMAN! At least she was energetic enough to scold herself.
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2010 10:16 pm
I hide behind a smile...╔══.♥.═══════════╗
...Seika Cheshiru...
╚═══════════.♥.══╝
The darkness was something Seika was getting used to. Especially in the Otokage's lair. It became more dull and less pleasant with each visit. Though one thing Seika couldn't get used to, was the nausea that came with awakening in this place. With somebody as capable as he is, why is his location so secretive? It almost made her wonder if there was something the Otokage was afraid of.
Without so much as a groan, Seika quietly sat up and fixed her gaze into the darkness. Revealing a scowl that could only be translated as her greeting to him. However, for Seika it was only normal. Her habit to instantly reject another person's thoughts, feelings or opinions would always impair her ability to properly interact with others. Of course that didn't mean she didn't have a certain amount of respect for her superiors. Her silence and attentive attitude was a clear indicator that she knew her place. Though she couldn't help but wonder what the Otokage wanted from Shuniji and herself. She had a big hunch it was something about Wild card.
Her Theme
...As this perfect plan unfolds.
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Posted: Tue Nov 02, 2010 9:22 am
 Shuniji shakily peeled himself off the floor. He was less disturbed by the violent nausea the teleportation(?) caused in him, so much as he was by the noticeable lack of Virus involved in the process. Between this and the rather unprofessional, hand-written summons, the sense of urgency regarding the situation was intense.
Finally up on his feet, Shuniji brushed the hair that had fallen loose in his face back into a hairclip. He barely waited for his eyes to adjust before he started looking for Seika, who he instinctively knew would be summoned as well. His eyes fell on her, for once pleased she was also wearing obnoxiously bright colors, and his body followed as he went to go stand beside her.
Shuniji was being very quiet. Aside from the earlier eye-contact, he made no motion of acknowledging Seika’s presence. Instead he respectfully focused on the darkness above them.
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Posted: Thu Nov 04, 2010 11:35 pm
What lurked in the darkness could only be guessed at.
The creeping fear that tugged at their heartstrings could
only be guessed at. A wicked cunning, like a knife, cut
the silence.
"You need sssomething from me Ssshuniji... you may
not know quite what it issss, but you you need it. It tugsss
at you ... it makes you wonder why... why I chosssse
you... why I chosssse a worthlesssss ssscrew-up like you
to hold that which issss mossst vital."
There was a long, awkward pause. It lasted for hours it
seemed. The silence was fatal it seemed. Like a poison
released into the air, it choked the fear from them.
"Thisssss... thissss thing issss vital to the sssuccesssss
of Ssssound... you Ssshuniji.... you must head to the Leaf
Village and get the one named Sssssaito.... to touch the
crystal... that issss all... do this and in time you will be
rewarded... rewarded with ssssomething that will sshatter the
way your meager understanding of what it meansss to be at
the center of the world..."
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