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 Posted: Thu Oct 09, 2008 6:17 pm
Reina Rose: Call And Return "Sure you're a chunin," Reina replies as she rolls her eyes, "your chakra pressure as well as your fighting ability screams genin. Soooo, I'm going to keep referring to you as genin, genin." Reina watches as he cups his neck then a scarf grows where the last one had been. Reina fights back vomit, not having seen worse than that in her life, as the scarfs lunges in her direction. She slaps the floor twice and then is completely covered in smoke just before the scarfs reached her. After a few moments the smoke begins to clear when Reina suddenly shoots out of the smoke in the form of a skinny and agile white tiger. If the mad man pulled back his scarf he would see that the portion that entered the cloud out smoke were gone allowing Reina to evade them unharmed. She uses not only the speed of a white tiger but also the speed she had of her own. In a little less than a second she would appear behind the man with a purr. She wrinkles her nose and then touches him gently with her tail, "Tag." She smiles a cat like smile and then flashes a few feet away from him. "Ha, ha, this is better than fighting myself. Come on Mr. Genin! You can easily take her down!" Naomi was enjoying the fight more than she should have. Violence was something that made her very happy. She loves killing and fighting and destruction. She never had explained why to Reina but it wasn't due to a mere grudge since she was the spirit of Reina's past life resurrected as a power. It was because she was the power that would bring about the destruction of the others. She was like Kira from Death Note but slightly altered. Having her inside anyone would fate them to kill and destroy. She was evil though she had her good moments. Now was a good moment. Curiosity always seemed to divert her dark side. She looks at Samael using peripheral vision and begins to speak to him then simply laughs and returns her attention to the fight. Lines = 18
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Posted: Thu Oct 09, 2008 6:30 pm
Samael, turns his head and allows his golden gaze to look upon Naomi. Raising an eyebrow slightly as she had began to talk to him, before laughing. He shakes his head slowly, a small chuckle escaping his own lips, before he turns around and continues to watch for a moment. Slowly, he then shrugs and looks around before he walks away. Perhaps he would return later and see how things were progressing. For now, he'd just go train, or something. Perhaps his time could be spent well, during his death. He chuckles darkly to himself, as he begins walking slowly, his golden gaze slowly scanning across the odd area as he walks. There was nothing really all that spectacular about this place, the occasional dull area of use less white, fluff like substance that covered, or made up, the ground. Samael sighs and slowly begins walking in a different direction, though he really had nothing better to do with his time. Frowning slightly, he spreads his golden gaze to look for something interesting, a teacher was the most hopeful of figures that he could potentially find. Due to the wish of learning things, that were normally impossible for him to learn, in the living world. He smirks slightly, wondering what useful things he could find around a dead place such as what was before him.
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Posted: Thu Oct 09, 2008 7:09 pm
Asura laughs at the word "Tag." he found it amusing that someone actually didn't want to fight, instead wanted to play an innocent game. "alright, here i come." he said as he ran after her his scarf flailing behind him tattered after he had just remade it in a painful way too. he soon jumped around wildly as he was as always insane, he put his hands together as red alchemy circles formed behind him his speed would quickly increase and he would begin to fly as a pair of them would be to his sides. he quickly found himself right above Reina he swooped down and tagged her tiger form with his foot and began to laugh as he flew back up into the air standing there with his hands still together. a few more of the alchemy circles would form around some of the gaps as he lowered to the ground awaiting her next attempt to tag him. (shield is up now.)
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Posted: Thu Oct 09, 2008 8:02 pm
Reina Rose: Call And Return Reina laughs in her head as she watches her opponent. Her Beast Seal was fully activated now and she had not caused the illusion of being a white tiger, she was one. She couldn't even use jutsu since she had no hands so she decided to perform the justu she could manage without her hands. Reina flashes back a few yards then runs towards her opponent at top speed. Just when she gets a yard or so near him she skids to a halt pressing down hard on the ground, with her paws laid out in a line. Her claws scrape into the ground to easily peel it up into the air. After that she uses her tail to cause the floor to fall atop her, concealing her form. After a minute, Reina would appear beneath him and smiles her cat smile. Then she would perform Inner Decapitation to switch places with him. He would be buried beneath the ground that he could easily claw up to escape from if he chose to. As soon as she does this this taps the ground and runs off a yard. She hadn't gotten a tag because she hadn't touched him but it was close enough in her boo. She then awaits his return to the surface. Lines = 10
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Posted: Thu Oct 09, 2008 8:37 pm
Asura began to laugh as he was trapped underground with his head just above. "well, thats interesting, but still..." he said as his alchemy circles would begin to change position giving him wing-like transmutation circles added to his shield. he would rise out of the ground as he would land a few feet from the hole and release the transmutation circles and the dirt would start to break off into clumps as he streatched his arms and scarf around inside of it. the dirt would fall to the ground, and he would look at her, hmm, your a lot of fun aren't you?" he smiled as he continued to chase her, it seemed that playing silly childs games like tag was decreasing his insanity. he continued to chase her as he decided to chase normally, instead of using all of his chakra for he relied upon his chakra too much. he was happy to be playing tag currently as when he would return to the world of the living he knew he would end up in a fight once more, and generally for unknown reasons. he decided to enjoy the game more and more, his hair would start to change to a light whitish color underneath his scarf.
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Posted: Thu Oct 09, 2008 9:00 pm
Reina Rose: Call And Return As Reina begins to run towards Reina she notices something silver cross her sight. She shakes it out of her mind and continues running toward him a t a slower pace. At this point there was little reason to go all out. There was really no point. She runs towards her opponent as she ponders if she will be allowed to return to her body like before or be placed in a new one. She then wondered whether or not her body was safe and sound. If she were to be reborn in a new body she hoped to be young, maybe nine years of age and a member of the Hyuuga clan. She'd always wanted to be one of those. She sighs in her head at the thought knowing that she couldn't do that. She had to marry Drago and wouldn't be able to if she were nine years old and he were... *****. Maybe she would be made younger though she herself her take care of that. She didn't like her and Drago's age difference. She wanted to be his age or at least a year younger. She gets near enough to be in range of the scarf around her opponents neck when she snaps out of thought and prepares for him to try and tag her first. Lines = 11
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Posted: Thu Oct 09, 2008 9:12 pm
Asura saw she was coming up fast and he quickly got ready as he began to slide with his legs forward, he held his hand out right in her path getting ready to tag her quickly. he had made contact and got back up to his feet as fast as possible and put his hands together he quickly lifted into the air, the transmutation circles behind him made a winglike form for him, "hahaha! you can't catch me!" he said as he looked down at her and stuck his tongue out at her in a childish fashion. he floated around above Reina high enough to be just out of reach for her tiger form.
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Posted: Thu Oct 09, 2008 9:30 pm
Reina Rose: Call And Return Just before he floats out of reach she tags him for the last time she attacked him but didn't tag him. She then stares upwards and wonders how she'll get to him. As she wonders Naomi watches the figure in the air examining him. She notes that his crazed actions had stopped and he was becoming more childish than he had before. Or less crazed to to the point of seeming childish. What would become of Naomi now that Reina had died and lost her? Would she be trapped here? No; she would not allow that to happen. She would beg for her to be either resurrected or placed inside of someone else. Seeing as the fight was not the number one things on Naomi's mind at the moment, she walks away from the fight. After about an hour she arrives at an all white building. She enters inside and looks up to see a long curling staircase leading up to each of the numerous floors of the building. She approaches what she believes to be a front desk and rings a golden bell. Within seconds, she appears in a golden hallway rather than the all white lobby. She looks behind her and down to see the top stair and the spiraling staircase that led to each floor and the bottom. Seeing as how she was on the top floor she smirks then walks farther down the hall until she reaches gigantic golden doors. In this building, only those who planned on being created would wander into the golden doors. Those who wished to be revived would either wander around until revived or come here and chat with the other spirits of minor people. Lines = 14
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Posted: Fri Oct 10, 2008 6:42 am
well i guess i'm not among the living anymore for the time being well lets get to work.
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Posted: Fri Oct 10, 2008 6:58 am
soki had never been in a village as crowded as this. That could be understandable since she had never been out of Hidden Moon up till now. However she needed to be out of there now. She needed to get a lot oaf training done. She had been wasting time and she was not the only one. Ranmaru was somewhere around the place wasting time himself. The fact was that probably they should not have been trusted to go to Hidden Leaf and stay there alone. They probably should have had some kind of supervision while they were here.However, it is too late to decide about that. She was in it for the long haul. Now she needed to get some work done. She needed to make sure that she finished what she had come here fore by the end of the month and moved on. She was out of touch with her family and her village and that was probably not a good thing. However, time would tell if that was true. Until then oni would have to train and train until she was ready to leave. She had a lot of things to be in town for also so it was probably going to be a tall order with the month winding down to but a couple days left until the new month began a new.She needed to hurry if she would finish everything that she wanted to before leaving. However as time went on she believed more and more that she would not be able to pull that off. She would most likely need more time than the time that she had given herself to finish what she wanted to however, by wasting so much time she did not give herself much choice and would have no choice but to work this out himself. She sighed as her massage was completed and got off of the table. Another problem was her money was finally beginning to run out.
That was understandable since she was indulging herself quite a bit since getting to Hidden Leaf. She had had two such appointments with massage parlors, as well as buying a new wardrobe to take with her back to Hidden Moon. It was all quite enjoyable truthfully. However now that this vacation was nearing its end Oni had to prepare to return to Hidden Moon and she neeeded to do that and make sure that she had gotten a great bit done during her extended absense. In the long run they probably would not care too much with all that has been going on. They were pulld out of the Academy for a reason. A force that was in the place to affect the whole world had assembled and Hidden Moon was not sure if the Moon Shinobi would be enough to eliminate this treat. The fact of the matter is that they were somewhat successful. Now that is probably why the group was not being pushed around so much and also why no one had come to check on Ranmaru and herself. Oni could not complain. That meant that they would have plenty of freedom. IT also meant that they would be perfectly safe. Regardless, Oni had to work on her own crap before moving on. She not just needed to get work done here but she needed to move on and get work done in another part of the world before retuning to Hidden Moon. It was quite funny in a why, but Oni was not laughing. On the other hand Oni was not really worried. The Village knew where they were and if they wanted to find them they could. In reality Oni had all the time in the world to complete her training. Well, relatively all the time in the world to complete her training. So Oni decided to get something to eat. She was in the village for a long time and she knew a few places to eat. One place inperticular was a barbecue place. Oni had developed a taste for barbecue pork. That would probably not do much for her figure in the long run. Also, fortunately for her, she could always find someone who was more than willing to pay her bill for her. She knew she was beautiful and she knew that she could get just about what ever she wanted from people. That was a dangerous thing to know.So off she set, her clothes warmed by the massage parlor and feeling so comfortable on her. She wondered how Ranmaru was doing on his side. No doubt he was also having fun. He was certainly not used to being around a place like this. He spent most of his time infront of a forge so it was quite unavoidable. Now he was in something that was pretty much a bustling city to him. It must be quite mystifying to someone like him. Oni smiled thinking about it. It was really quite nice. he was like a farm boy in that respect, even though she has seen barely more than he has. Oni wandered the streets looking at everyone and everything well not so much looking as it would be listening or whatever. It was quite hard to deal with a person such like her, being blind and all. She took the more scenic rout to get to where she wanted to get to. However she got to it in record time. The barbecue place was bustling with activity and Oni had to look around for a table with someone man sitting alone. that was always the easy part of the job. The harder part of the job was . . . well there really was not hard part to tell you the truth. Well at least there was no hard par in a dress like that. It was really the perfect dress for this kind of work. Within a few minutes she was eating her fill, which fortunately for the poor w****e that was not extremely much. Oni still had to keep her figure of course. With a couple of minutes of talking culmunating into a very seductive kiss, the . . . horny stranger was more than willing to take the bill. Poor w****e. Oni left the place soon after. she left with a full stomach and a hyperactive strength. She now decided to set off on her training.
15 Paragraph 1500 cp
Fire Dragon Projectile:complete
Doryuu Jouheki: complete
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Posted: Fri Oct 10, 2008 8:01 am
Obscure Mistress This post isn't important to anyone. It is just to help me in training and the creation of my next character. You don't have to read this. Reina Rose: Call And Return Entering the huge golden doors of the top floor of the pure white building, Naomi finds a single chair in the center of the room. She looked around the room slowly trying to see its lay out because she didn't plan on returning. "This is how people are created. From the souls of the old and forgotten; the departed. No memory of past life," Naomi thinks to herself as she looks at the chair. It was pitch black and hovered over the ground. The left wall was golden, the wall across from the entry way was white, the wall next to it was red and the wall the door was on was black like the chair. She approaches the chair and touches it as a surge of chakra zap her hand. She steps back a moment then she steps nearer to the chair and sits in it. As soon as she does it shocks her violently for a minute then stops. She feels lighter jolts from the chair after the violent one or perhaps her senses had been affected by the first surge. "A glutton for punishment, aren't we? So tough. You were always my favorite." Naomi smiles and looks around panting as a surge hits her again. She smiles wider when she notices a cloaked figure appear right in front of her."There's always the possibility of evil made flesh," she grins. The figure slides back without a sound for Naomi to look him over. The figure was very tall, he almost reached the three story high ceilings, but lanky. His cloak covered his entire body and was completely black. "Evil made flesh, Naomi? As I recall I gave you life before." "You gave me life but not my own body." "Oh, my. Then who would keep you in check? You might try something," the figure laughs. "My Grace, I am ready to become a member of the living world as a human and not a power or a figment of the mind." The figure fans a bony hand at her then places it back at its sides, the cloak fallen over it. "It will take you far too long to gain power." "I have a way." "You always do," the figure laughs and then slides from the white wall over to the red wall. "I could grant you a body for as long as you entertain me." "How much time?" "I won't tell you. Once you begin to bore me then I will make you ill and then you shall die. Once you die then you will be able to either start over from scratch or return to being a power or 'figment'." "Naomi winces. "What shall I become?" "That's up to you. You must decide what form to take in order to entertain me." Naomi smiles at him and then stands from the chair. "I'm going to walk around a bit in order to plot things out. I have a good idea of what I'll be but the details I haven't given much thought to." The figure nods once as Naomi nods in return. The next thing she knew she was outside, in the white abyss, and walking around. "What power," she mutters. As she walks she plots out how she wishes to look, what abilities she wishes to be granted, what special she wants to have about, among other things. If she became an Uchiha she would had short spiky red hair with black bangs and streaks. She would be nineteen years of age and would be very alluring. If she were to become a Hyuuga she would have herself be seven years of age with orange hair and empty crimson eyes. If she were to become a Yamanaka she would be fifteen with ruby red lips, purple eyes, and purple hair. She really did want to become an Uchiha or Hyuuga but the idea of becoming a Yamanaka also intrigued her. As one she could accomplish a task she'd long been waiting for. The tool that would aid her in destroying the world and having fun. The thing that Reina had but didn't appreciate. Naomi smiles with that thought in mind. She was going to finally have what she'd been fighting so hard to get. She knew it. She was created to destroy the world. She was created to control and pass judgment. She was made to be Death's messenger. She was made to be the one to end everything. With each step Naomi feels more and more certain of what she wants and her smiles widens. Her eyes glow with excitement. "Good bye blond hair with brown bangs; sweat suit of red, blue, and yellow; altering blue eyes. Soon I will be in this form no longer. Soon I will be reborn and will do as is bid of me. Soon the world will be in turmoil. Can you see how happy I am? I am Devil sent! I am pure evil! I am going to son be unleashed! I have decided." Once Naomi states this she appears in the room with the cloaked figure again. She takes a seat in the surging chair as a violent shock ripples through Naomi. "Hoo ha," Naomi cries out in a laugh. "So, you wish to become a Yamanaka?" "Yes." "Then go over to the red wall." Naomi obeys and leaps fro the chair. She walks over to the red wall then turns around to face the figure that stood across from her, unseen before the black wall. Naomi raises an eyebrow as blood covered arms and faces reach out to her from the wall. "I, Death, will give you life. I will make you in OUR image. Take care in the realm of the living, my love." Death extends a bony hand to Naomi who reaches out for it with both while being dragged into the wall by the blood covered arms. His hand, a little bigger than her stops a few inches from her hands. She grabs it and kisses it once then is dragged through the wall and is gone. "Soon, you will cause wonderful things to happen. You will make me happy. That is why I chose you over them all. You are better; you are mines." Lines = 49 Point Cash...
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Posted: Fri Oct 10, 2008 8:19 am
Samael slowly walks around through this odd white area. It was all boring seeming to him. Nothing to do, nothing to train for, or with. Suddenly, the sense of someone landing behind him, came to his attention. Spinning around, he raises a hand, allowing the iron sand that he had covered parts of his skin with, to lash out and form into a blade. Raising the weapon, he attacks, just as the long haired male behind him, ducks away. "You're not going to get anywhere... WIth such slow and weak attacks..." The man says, as his serpentine eyes look over Samael. "Try again..." The man says, as Samael then lunges forward, using the iron sand sword to slash and attack at his opponent. Though each attack was dodged easily, as if his opponent had the agility of a snake. Each strike proving to be useless, as they dodge out of the way. Samael frowns and stops attacking, as he looks the man over. "Who are you..?" He asks, as the man then replies. "I am a long deceased, deciple of Orochimaru... And you're a weak genin, with no true point to your being..." He says with a shrug, as he turns and begins walking away quickly. "Follow if you wish to learn something!" The man says, before swiftly running off across the odd white substance that made up the ground. Samael nods to himself, and chases after the man, frowning slightly as he looks around, trying to get a sense of direction, or at least a sense of where he was going. Though there was nothing to get these senses from, making his search for them, more then useless. Samael sighs and continues running, after his potential teacher before him.
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2008 4:47 pm
Reina Rose: Freedom Just when Reina prepares to perform a magic trip, she hears Anthro's voice. It was distant but she could make it out. All she heard was that Akou needed her. She quickly releases herself from her Beast Seal and stands upright. "Sorry, guy, but... I have to get out of here. Someone important needs me." As soon as she stated that, Death -watches from high atop the white towering building- makes her appear in his room. Before she can look around very well, she is grabbed by ghostly white arms and dragged into the white wall. "Who will win?" He lets out a huge dark laugh that could be heard all around the Afterlife. Lines = 6 Revived! Point Cash...
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2008 5:16 pm
Asura began to laugh as he watched his new friend leave him, going back to the realm of the living. he went bacck to the ground and began to run after her, he was loosing one of his friends for the moment. as he ran the scarf would begin to pull off to reveal a childish face. and his body had also changed to that of a younger child. his clothing had changed to something different, apparently Reina had helped to calm the psychological problem that was Asura, and had changed him into a child who is pure and logical. he tried to follow her as quickly as possible, but he ended up hitting something and falling. his face was now on the ground, some tears were running down his face, the ground was getting wet as he stood back up and would start to look around, he didn't know what to do. he looked around as he noticed a door infront of him, he had forgotten what had happened last time he had gone through, one of these doors, infact he had forgotten almost everything about his previous life. he opened the door slowly as he found a cross, it was the right size for a necklace so he quickly took it and made a necklace. he then strapped the necklace to his neck. he next continued to walk into the room as he found a bright light. it was the world of the living once more he would return, but this time he would be a pure soul. he looked as he went down and he noticed a stick-like object nearing him. it had a long blade upon the top, it appeared to be a spear of some sort, but this spear was broken in half. it was held together by a band of silver. the spear looked majestic, and beautiful. he grabbed it and began to observe it, feeling empowered to victory. he would soon make it back to the living realm, to inhabit the body of Gabriel Archangel.
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Posted: Sun Oct 12, 2008 8:51 am
Samael finally comes to a stop, in yet another large amount of white ground like substance. Samael sighs, everything was the same, so what's the point exactly? The man before him had stopped as well, turning on his heel, the man then uses the Multiple Hidden Snake Hands to attack Samael. Samael gasps, as the snakes wrap around him, and then bite into him forcefully. Black tendrils soon erupt from Samael's body, shocking and killing the snakes that had surrounded and bit him. "Ugh..." He groans, regaining his composure and looking at this male before him. "Wh..Why did you do that?" Samael asks, frowning a little as he shifts in stance. Drawing from of the iron sand from his body, in order to form it into a blade. As the man before him charges forward. What was the point of this senseless violence? They were already dead. What point could come of such a thing. Samael frowns, using his Satetsu sword to slash into his opponent. Though raising an eyebrow as his opponent dodged out of the way. Clearly, they were stronger then Samael expected them to be. Could this man, really be a deciple of Orochimaru? He doubted it a little. Why would one be here, in the after life anyway? Shaking his head to rid himself of these thoughts, Samael moves forward, attacking and defending against the odd blade that his opponent had. Oddly, they were moving at an unnaturally fast rate. Each clash of their blades ringing through the empty region of this place. Samael pulls away, throwing the weapon into the air as it seperates and rains down on his opponent, in order to kill them almost instantly. Sadly though, his opponent leaped out of the way and then charged forward. Sliding their blade into Samael's stomach. Samael gasps, blood dripping from his mouth. As soon as the blade was gone. All traces of the wound was gone as well. Samael raises an eyebrow, as he shifts in stance and then slams his fist into his opponent's stomach, in a massive uppercut. "That only hurt for a second!" He yells, as he then kicks his opponent away, to cause them to slide across the ground in a rolling fashion. Soon his opponent was standing again. Just as quickly they were running at Samael and slashing rapidly. Instead of blocking, Samael took each strike, as he attacked himself. This was more like endurance training now, though he had a plan. Smirking suddenly, as his more insane blood lust persona took over. The iron sand across the ground sprung to life, launching up and cutting deeply into his opponent, along with shooting them into the air. "Useless!" Samael yells, as he leaps up, using his electrified tendrils to wrap around, and electricute his opponent, whilst forcing them to crash hard into the ground. Rising to his feet, their fight continues, each trying to kill the other, though it was impossible to do so, for they were already dead. Samael ignored this, gathering the iron sand into his own sword again, as he begins striking swiftly at his opponent, once again their blades clashing together in a swift pattern of clangs though soon an attack got through. A single slash made it's way straight across his opponent's face. But instead of just dropping, the skin fell away, revealing Orochimaru. "Now.. You've found me out...Hurry up and revive.." He says, as Samael revives. "That solves a couple answers..." Samael then lunges forward, striking again. Just the same, his opponent blocked and struck themselves. So Samael blocked and attacked. It was an ongoing, repetative battle to the death, though once again they were forgetting the most important factor, they were already dead. Samael soon leaps backwards, throwing the iron sand, as they become kunai, to force his opponent away. His form was gradually flickering, as though he were going to vanish from this world, though Samael did not notice this yet. Soon, he was flickering at such a short rate, that pain began to form around his neck, frowning, he makes use of his tendrils in order to heal whatever wound that was there. Moments later, Samael was gone from the Afterlife entirely, hopefully, never to return to such a place. Leaving Orochimaru behind to wait for the next person, killed in action or otherwise, so that he may find another battle, or simply train them, like he has done for so many, before now. Samael found himself in a pitch black area, and unsure of what was supposed to be going on.
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Points Cashed
Satetsu Kaihou - 1000
Vanishing Facial Copy 800
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