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 Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2007 9:45 pm
"Whoa..." Kami replied, looking at the boy with wonder. She then started to keep the demonic werewolves at bay while the boy beat them into a pulp, the other girl following shortly with another round of thorny vines.
'This is AWESOME!' Kami squealed to herself, remembering not to close her eyes.
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 4:00 am
"well i've always known that high school was special, but i didn't think it would come to THIS!" she said after she let out another bunch of vines
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 1:02 pm
The citizens of Tokyo parted quickly as two people sped through the croud. The first person, a young, blond man, ran as fast as he could while still keeping his cigarette in his mouth. Behind him, a younger brunette female chased after him, or so it seemed. As one elder woman looked ahead of them, she saw a man in a doctors' coat running swiftly the same direction as him. The female called forward to the male rather loudly, with no regard for the amount of regular citizens.
YAMATO-KUN! HE'S GONNA TRY TO MELT INTO THE SHADOWS!!! YOU BAKA BOZU, WHY DIDN'T YOU REALIZE IT WAS HIM BACK AT THE CLINIC!!! she screamed, picking up her pace. Yamato looked back and dropped his cigarette.
Ah, look what you've done now, Sakura-hime, he sighed, turning back to the doctor.
Whatever... hiyah! Yamato cried, pulling out a katana from his jacket. Looking at the building next to him, his sixth sense quickly calculated and he leaped off of the side of the building to end up only a few feet behind the doctor. Close enough to thrust his katana into the man's back.
Hentaru, your career ends today! he said. Hentaru smiled and moved closer to the wall. Suddenly, he disappeared.
Ne, Yamato-kun, did you get him? Sakura asked, coming up behind him. Yamato shook his head.
Do you see a bleeding body? No. So did I get him? No," he said shortly, answering his own questions. Sakura sighed and stared around at the citizens of Tokyo.
That will be all, please continue about your daily work, Yamato started, catching a glimpse of a rather cute girl around Sakura's age.
Except for you. I need to ask you something, he finished, starting over to the girl. Sakura rolled her eyes and mentioned something about seeing him at home, and hopefully he would have the attention span needed next time. Huffing, Yamato strutted over to the girl, who turned away from the smell of his newly lit cigarette.
Oh, will my bad habits ever cease to curse me? he asked, dramatically. Sakura sighed once more and walked over to him. Dragging him by his ear, she managed to get him into an alley, where a sound of ferocious beating could be heard.
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Hentaru waited for a moment, then, while still under the concealment of shadow, shrugged off his doctors' apparel, and walked out into the croud, looking like a regular business man.
((sorry it's so long, I just felt like making an entrance))
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 4:31 pm
Deep in the arctic tundra, a polar bear and her 2 cubs roamed through the desert of ice. All 3 were looking for food, though they had just eaten and their muzzles were drenched in the liquid of life, also known as blood. The mother was teaching her cubs to hunt, and so far they were doing well. Both had caught enough food to quell their hunger, but they still were not perfect at it. The mother knew that they needed more practice because soon winter would be here and they needed to be able to find food alone so she didnt have to keep watching after them, making sure they would be fed well enough. This was their last fall at home, after this hibernation they would be forced out of the den and would be thrown into the wilderness to fend for themselves. As the mother approached a hole in the ice, she stopped dead, staring at a black cloaked figure of a woman. Gleaming silver eyes penetrated the thick sleet that hailed down. The mother bared her teeth and growled at the figure, but before she could even get the growl out of her throat and into the air, her lungs froze over and she died instantly. The 2 cubs felt something amiss and cowered at their mothers side, curling next to her now quickly freezing body. Their pitch black eyes showed only fear. A soft melody played through the sheets of snow that hurled through the air in front of the cubs, and slowly their minds gave in to the light sounds of the flute. The woman held the flute as though it were of the thinnest glass and it would break, and her lips barely touched the mouthpiece but her breath was steady and sure, blowing into it and creating such notes that soon the cubs fell into the eternal slumber that would take them into the next world.
"Pathetic creatures trying to live in this wasteland. You need to be stronger to survive in this hell." The woman let out a soft chuckle of malice, thinking about how idiotic the bears could be to trust her and stay with the mother. Why hadn't they run? It would have been more fun for her, but she just shrugged it off and walked to them. She knelt down next to the mother, and sliced open her side. Thick, hot, sticky blood poured from the deep wound and as soon as it hit the ground, froze in place. The woman continued to make deep gashes in the bear, feeling bored because it would never roar in agony as she enjoyed, but her hunger out weighed her lust for the sounds of pain echoing in the tundric land. She then reached into one gash, and with a swift motion pulled off the fur of the bear. She took in a deep breath, and then blew on the side of the bear and the freezing air blew all around it, not touching what her breath had touched. She folded the bloody, fatty skin and put it in a large satchel that she pulled out from under her cloak and on her back. She then took her large knife and began cutting out huge chunks of meat. As she worked, she hummed a small tune to herself to keep her busy. When she finished the first side, she quickly and nimbly jumped over the bear and cut open the other side, doing the same with the meat and skin, putting it in the satchel. She then breathed on the bear again, and the moment the frost hit the bears insides, all of it froze in place, the innards not even able to make it to the ground. She then walked over to the cubs, and smiled with absolutely no humor, and grabbed each by the head. "They will be pleased with this, it'll keep them happy for a while. Damn pets eat too much, and if they touch this meat thats mine I'll kill them both." She then begins to walk through the tundra once more, heading to her cave where her 2 enormous Dogs of Hell wait for her to return with their food.
((Pardon the length, but its been a long time since i've rp'd and I really wanted to embellish it. ^_^))
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 4:36 pm
Alan looked out onto the runis that was his old home, his machine gun in hand and shield over the other. He looked out onto his old school to see that it was in ruins. He knelt back and took as much ammunition from a dead corpse as possible.
((BTW, if anyone could check out myJurassic Park RP, that would be awesome, thanks!
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 5:46 pm
Tony kicked, jumped back, and landed. " Heh, high school is full of surprises." He said as he got into a fighting stance. He clenched his fist and it seemed to shimmer. " Get ready!!" He yelled as he swung his fist forward into the air and a sound wave sped forward to one of the demonic werewolves. The sound made the air shiver, and when it hit, it knocked the werewolf back a few yards. He smiled, and then jumped at the werewolf, knowing it would be either stunned or confused.
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 6:31 pm
Nali got ready to summon the vines when she instead yelled out "GLACIER!" as the wolves froze she looked astounded.
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 8:07 pm
(( No problem, Rayne! It's really nice to set the scene for your character, anyways! ^___^ )) Kami glanced to the girl at her side, before looking back at the werewolf-demons. "Yeah, high school's... really surprising these days..." she breathed, ripping a fence out of the ground nearby. She knew she'd be exhausted when she went home, but as long as there was two less demon dogs in the world, she would gladly exchange her time and energy in the day for it.
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Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 10:50 pm
The woman dragged the carcasses of the dead cubs miles and miles through the frozen wasteland, never resting and never seeming to mind the biting cold that even the creatures that lived there and evolved there ducked for cover at. She smiled as she made her way through the sheets of frozen sleet, whistling a small tune to herself. The wind and ice seemed to just brush off her as she walked, never quite touching her as though an extremely thin line of something was protecting her from the elements. After hours of walking, she finally made it back to the cave that she called her home. It did not open directly to the outside, instead she had made it even deeper than it was originally created by the earth itself. As she stood in the entrance to the vast cave, she let out a soft sigh as she thought to herself how much further she would have to treck to finally get to her pets. "Well, no use standing around." She shrugged her shoulders, pumping blood through them once more so they didnt get stiff or hurt later, and she started her long adventure through the long tunnel that kept the freezing cold away from her Demon Dogs. After another hour or 2, she finally made it to the living quarters of the cave. She hurled the 2 corpses against the wall, making a loud, sickening thumping noise of bones being cracked and flesh being crushed against the wall. The silence from the cubs irritated her slightly, but she soon forgot it as her 2 large pets walked out of their own living quarters, and looked at the food with intensity and famine. "Oh come now, I havent been starving you, just eat it and be happy. But touch mine, and you'll regret it for eternity you sniveling beasts!" Her last words were coated in venom and the dogs knew that she was no longer joking with them, and that the last time they had stolen her food was the last. They were dogs, but they werent mindless animals. Living in the darkest pits of hell had given them some bit of a brain, and they used it to their full advantage to live. They sauntered over to their meal, and each of them slumped down next to their own carcass and began to devour the cubs. Their large teeth, strong jowls, and hunger created loud, gut wrenching sounds of flesh being torn from skin and bone. The girl didnt mind, and actually seemed to revel in the noise of that which would disgust any other normal mortal being. "Well, I'm not hungry yet so I think I'll go sleep for a while. Its such a pain to look for those stupid bears, being white in a wasteland like this. Though I must admit, they are very good eatings eh boys?" The dogs look up at her, blood dripping from their fangs and staining their muzzles and both seemed to create wicked, primal grins of horrific malice. The girl giggled to herself, and then went to the kitchen type area where she made her own food. She took off the satchel and placed it in a refridgerator, where the meat would stay cool and not rot. She opened the bag and pulled out the furs, lying them on the table. "I'll make something useful out of these. Polar bears are known for their invulnerablility to the cold. Though I am as well, it never hurts to have a little more protection, and I could probably find someone who could fasion armour from these skins. I've always liked hide armour above metal, its so much more comfortable and quiet." She smiles softly at the pelts she obtained from the mother, and then turned her back. She then went to her room, where a large, extravagent bed was right in the middle of the room. Only one door led in and out of this room. The walls were decked so heavily with weapons and chains, that hardly any of the wall could be seen. She looked around her glorious room, and nodded to herself. Everything she ever needed was here, her pets, food, and her weapons of torture. Though she missed the screams of humans, her banishment here meant that she could hear the roars of the primal beasts all she wished. That gave her some solace, and she unlatched her cloack and let it drift to the floor. She then pulled her shirt up over her head, and tossed it to the side. She stretched out her arms and bent backwards, cracking her back a few times. She then reached behind her and unclipped her own bra, letting it flutter to the floor. She reached down to her pants and undid the fastening piece and those too slid to the floor. She stepped gingerly out of her leggings, and took a step towards her bed. She then bent down and pulled her panties off last, tossing them to the side. What need did she have for any sense of decency, she lived alone. She then walked to the side of her bed, and pulled the covers back. She nimbly got into bed, and let the comforter cover her legs only, leaving her upper body still bare. She let out one last content sigh, and closed her eyes, falling into a deep, unnatural sleep for her, and thats when her dream started.
((Again, sorry bout the long post but I'm alone and I need to set my character up for myself as well. >.< If its too long, someone please yell at me and I'll make it shorter.))
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2007 7:40 pm
-"Ah... night in London... so invigorating...."
A slender man stood with a pack of humans on the rooftop of a building, all smoking. One of the older men looked at the other man, snarling.
-"Shut up, ya pansy..."
Instantly, the man sitting across the older man glared at the older man.
-"Be quiet, yank..."
All the men grew quiet as they heard footsteps. Soon, a large but slender man jumped onto the roof with a somewhat devilish grin. All of the men jumped up, glad to see the newcomer.
-"Conall!"
-"How ya doin', mate?"
-"Alright guys, relax, it's not like we haven't met in three months or something..."
Conall walked over to the opposite side of the building and jumped onto the ledge. He turned around, clapping his hands together.
-"So! Damage report..."
One by one, each man began reporting various crimes committed and who was caught in each crime. When the last man finished speaking, Conall's smile was gone.
-"15 caught? 15?! My grandmother could get away with crimes better than you blumbering idiots can!"
The men flinched and cowered as Conall's rage continued. After an hour of receiving insults, taunts and yelling, Conall calmed down enough to light a cigarette and begin smoking.
-"Louis... please tell me that at least the package hasn't been intercepted?"
-"No sir... no one knows about it..."
-"Good.... alright, let's go to the spot..."
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2007 9:49 pm
Somewhere in North Korea, a girl was seemingly opening her eyes for the first time. Peering out into the laboratory, she could could see many scientists, most asian and evil-eyed beings. They were all grinning and she could hear someone whisper, "She's complete!"
One of her eyes were glowing red, something she knew was from all of the machinery they had installed. Her other eye was dark brown, like most other average asian women. Black hair flowed from her head, coming down about eight inches, and stopping at her shoulders. Obviously, she wasn't wearing anything, but random, numerous places had been replaced with machinery on her body, such as her heart and right lung, and much of her intestine and stomach. Also, the girl was slightly robust, and had pale skin. She didn't have any scars, as one could tell.
"Oi." She turned her head to the voice almost automatically, staring at it with a machine-like gaze. It was coming from a black window, perhaps bulletproof. "We're sending you out to kill our people. Your name is Min Sook. You were officially three years in the making. And, also, we have equipped you with machine guns, a sword for close combat, a pistol, and exploding compacts and cell phones." The speakers buzzed after he was done talking. Scientists and demons alike left the room, and went behind the black glass, where nothing could be seen. "Is there anything else you would like to know before we send you out?"
"Hai*." This partially surprised the scientists, but the head, who was talking, knew she could talk Japanese, and several other languages. "I want to know if I have siblings, Scientist-sama.*"
The scientists started chatting about how they were unsure about this. The head scientist shushed them, and replied, "Hai."
Her lips curled into a wicked smile, and she almost rejoiced. "Will I have to kill them, Scientist-san?"
The speaker grinned devilishly. "Hai."
The smile dissappeared on the girl's face, replaced by a rather serious look. "Wakateru.*" Gas surrounded the test subject vessel, as the door opened, and the droid-like girl stepped out, slowly but firmly. Basking in the light, an evil-looking girl peered at the glass when she had stepped down, looking at the side to see gear and weapons. She put the gear on, and put the guns and knives in their respective places, her katana going on last. She grinned. "I start now, yes?"
Laughter broke out on the intercom. "Hai."
(( Even though they're in Korea, she'll be sent to Japan and neighboring countries, so I've chosen to use Japanese-like text. She is also a former Japanese CIA agent, so she is allowed into places she doesn't necessarily go into "On confidential Japanese business.
* "What Do Those Mean?!" *
Hai = Yes.
Sama = Basic title for a person.
Wakateru = I understand. *
Hope that clears that part up, for anyone that's never seen an anime... sweatdrop ))
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Sierra_Lily rolled 5 4-sided dice:
2, 4, 1, 1, 1
Total: 9 (5-20)
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 12:02 pm
At home, Sakura constantly stared at Yamato with a blank face. He tried to make a point of avoidiing her, but so far hadn't been successful.
Ne, Sakura-hime? Why are you staring at me? he finally asked. The girl in question simply huffed and turned away. Yamato shrugged and made his way to the door.
I'm going out. See if I can't find Hentaru, Yamato told his partner, who once again simply grunted her acknowledgement. Shaking his head, Yamato left the house, wondering what had gotten into his female half.
Sakura waited until he had closed and locked the door before standing up from the couch she had been lounging on and walked slowly to a door Yamato assumed to lead to her room. He was partly right. The main section of the room was where she slept and stayed when she wanted to avoid Yamato, but through another door on the right wall was a small office. No one but she knew it was there. Logging onto a computer on a desk, she started to surf the internet. The first thing she searched was the news, to see if anything worth knowing had occured. Then she reached another website.
What she saw shocked her, even though she had seen it a thousand times.
~FLASHBACK~
Sakura was 8 years old. She was in an orphanage, because both parents had perished. She was looking at the computer, on the internet. She searched her name. One site came up. She clicked on it. She saw the same two people in the photo above her bed lying dead on the ground. A man could be seen in the background
~END FLASHBACK~
Sakura forced back tears and stared at the image for a while. Finally clicking out of it, she grabbed some newspaper clippings from a shelf and started to read. The headlines were brutal to her memory.
Entire Nataka family killed except for infant child
Single infant survives car crash
Car crash killing three members of the prestigious Nataka family might not be an accident
One Nataka's body never recovered
Nataka Sakura: What is her fate?
Over $1 000 000 left to the only surviving Nataka
Sakura couldn't help it. She burst out crying and ran to the wall opposite the door to this hidden office. Opening up a well concealed door, she found herself facing a biological lock. One that would only open up for her...
((sorry it's so long, I'm still setting up my characters' roles. Oh, and Lotus, does your statement mean that Min Sook might end up interacting with my characters?
Oh, and as for Japanese language, I will definitely use some to the best of my knowledge. In this post, I used -hime, which means warrior princess. Yamato is being silly, yet showing her respects Sakura by calling her Princess Sakura.
I also used -kun, which is a typical honorific for a male you are familiar with.
Ne is kinda like our English hey, but not literally
Finally, Japanes typically put te surname first when writing or saying names.))
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 3:26 pm
The setting sun gilded the rugged Carpathian Mountains a ruddy orange on the darkening horizon, their barren, snowy peaks caressed with eventime shadows. A chill breeze howled through the myriad valleys and steep cascades, an eerie timbre that offset the unearthly majesty of the mountain range. Below the treeline where stunted foliage took root on the rocky slopes, the miniature pines' branches stood black against the deep violet of the sky where the night's first stars were beginning to emerge.
One slender hand resting on the balcony's stone balustrade, his black hair dancing in the frigid wind and boodred eyes peering out at the breathtaking landscape, Constantine relishingly drew a lungful of the pure mountain air and just as slowly sighed it back out. His brow furrowed in contemplation as his piercing hawk's gaze raked the distant slopes rendered livid and mysterious by the dusk, the glowing embers of the sun's last faltering rays playing a subtle fiery glow on his alabaster skin. He hardly seemed to take a breath as he stood rigidly in the cloak of gathering darkness, the fingers of his left hand thoughtfully stroking his chin. It had plagued his mind for days on end, a gnawing existence that corroded his patience to a tangible gossamer thread; the forces of evil were stirring.
He shifted then, a movement almost indiscernible to the untrained eye: his shoulders twitched, and the pale fingers draped against the smooth stone railing clenched momentarily. A steely glint flashed in those horrible crimson eyes, a spark of realization that roused his damning anger; the force of good had yet again conquered its eternal enemy. His upper lip curled up in a silent snarl, his right hand's knuckles white as his fingers now clutched the wind-worn stone in restrained rage. His feathered black wings flexed powerfully in the unrelenting wind. Too long had he sat dormant in these God-forsaken mountains, biding his time and thinking about what could be. Ruling the surrounding hamets nestled between the Carpathian's soaring peaks and valleys was not enough to achieve his ultimate ambition.
It was time for him to act.
Inky black feathers ruffled silently as both wings stretched out to either side of his lanky frame, their sinewy muscles straining mightily against hollow bone in preparation for a rather long journey. He stood still a few seconds more, and then lunged forward in one sudden motion, springing catlike up on the railing before plunging down headfirst into the dizzying abyss below, only to pull up effortlessly and bank on a strong gust. A few wide circles brought him to his desired direction: Due south.
Yes, it was appropriate that he now act, and for once he wouldn't be working alone.
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Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 6:22 pm
Tony beat the werewolf to a pulp, and finnally jumped off. The werewolf wasn't moving, " Bad doggy. Your not supposed to eat humans!" Hesaid sarcasticly as he turned to the other werwolf. The girls were handling just fine, " Need any help?" He asked them.
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Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2007 9:35 am
Kami grinned. "Yeah!" she replied, then shifted one of her hands to a neighboring trash can, making sure the lid was to stay secure with invisible hands, and slammed it on the demon wolf, making it turn into smoke, the one in front of Tony slowly fading into the same substance.
Being able to put her hands down, she almost rejoiced. One tried motion with her legs, however, made her fall down in exhaustion. "Don't... mind me," she staggered out, breath ragged. "Just... need to catch... my breath.."
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