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 Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 7:23 pm
Murashimoto Kenjirou Normality, outside of the Yakuza headquarters. Time went on as it always did, transient, fleeting. Even were a huge event to take place, or a stunning, dramatic scene were to occur, time would go on. Life would continue, and the leaves would grow old and fall in Autumn, to be reborn again in spring. Such was they way of things, for who can perceive eternity in this transient dream of life? These were the temporary thoughts, of a man about six feet tall wearing all black, making his way to the Yakuza building. He wore a thin black Japanese short sleeve overcoat, called a Jinbaori, that was long enough to reach just above his knees. It had a simple white tie in the center, and small white designs of a Hannya's head being impaled on a sword in a diamond shaped box, on either shoulder. And that same symbol, but larger, on the back of the Jinbaori. Beneath the Jinbaori, he wore a black long sleeve shirt, that was not extremely baggy nor too tight fitting. His pants were simple black slacks, with a functional (rather than decorative) black leather belt in its pant loops. For footwear, he wore black leather combat boots, that were not gaudy as to not hinder mobility. The man himself, had deathly white skin. The same color as snow. His eyes were un-naturally dark, as if he hadn't slept in many, many years. Yet, he didn't look tired either. His Iris's were a deep deep brown, nearly obsidian. His figure was well built but not bulky or over muscled. One could make the assumption that beneath his clothing, he had notable muscle tone. His face was well defined, with a tiny bit of facial hair on his chin, though two long scars ran across his face. One going horizontally over his face, starting at one cheek bone and crossing over the bridge of his nose and ending at the opposite cheek. Another going vertically across his right eye, starting at the top of his forehead and ending about level with he end of his nose. His jet black hair fell over his left eye, naturally, and was long enough to reach just past his shoulders. He wasn't a terribly attractive man, in all regards, though to be handsome was not his primary concern. Clutched in his right hand, was a rather large silver brief case, about 5 feet long in length. Its contents were unknown, though it looked rather heavy. The man walked with a dignified stride, yet did not make a show of himself with his good posture. He walked straight and tall, not slouching like most would. His face was not hardened nor serious, though it was not smiling either. A simple, almost meditative, calm and somewhat emotionless expression was worn on his face at all times. Despite this, there was subtle intensity to his expression, as was to his very presence. He was calm, and collected, but ready to do battle if nessecery. His presence was not boisterous nor aggressive, yet not passive and innocuous either. He looked up at the building, and stared a moment, then returned his attention to the main doors and entered the Yakuza lobby. Part of him was a bit against being here, but at this point, he really had no choice. He took a few steps into the lobby, and looked around, seeking someone who could be of assistance to him...
Wow, pass.
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 7:58 pm
I know this isnt my Rp character cause im still trying to make one cause valtaire isnt really a good naruto universe charater name but i wanted to submit this for some practice and review
Valtaire yawns as he types the last part of the post and looks toward the clock reading 10:15pm. "man i really need a snack my stomach is starting to hurt" he softly said to him self. Valtaire moves the cursor to the submit button and presses it as he gets up from his chair, he then walks to the door and leaves the room. Valtaire then walks down the stairs and onto the second floor, he continues to procced down the second set of steps but as he turns the corner he notices his sisters door shut but the light is still on. He opens the door and looks curiously inside, only to she his sister sleeping there on her bed with the T.V. still on. Valtaire Walks into her room and comenses to turn it off. A moment later after turning off the T.V. valtiare walks toward the exit, he turns around and looks again at his sister. "You noob" he says to himself as he rolles his eyes. He turns around and shuts the door as he walks out. Valtaire then continues to go down the steps to get to the first floor and then on to the kitchen
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 6:48 am
Pass. Eventhough its not a ninja post, I can tell you're literate. Watch your typos.
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 9:52 am
I have not made a profile yet because I am waiting for Sunagakure to open. Is it alright if I do this anyway?
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 2:38 pm
Kareesata I have not made a profile yet because I am waiting for Sunagakure to open. Is it alright if I do this anyway? Yeah. ^^ It's not required that you have a profile before graduating the RP Academy. It's just helpful since we'll check it for you before you submit it to your kage.
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 3:14 pm
OK here goes nothing!
RP character Angelus Skrult still finding a village (hopefully Otogakure!)
RP sample:
30 leagues from the city, in a heavily wooded area a young adventurer wanders, hoping that he will escape. His rage, held in for so many years, is mounting. He is worried that soon he will lose control over it. When he does it engulfs his body. A shadow so deep that you are affraid of falling in. His body will become cold, he loses his sense of humanity, his eyes turn a blank white. "no, NO, NOOOOOO!" Screams Angelus. The transformation has begun...
p.s. umm could you help me with character creation and applying for a village because im still a little confused about it. Which comes first?
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 4:35 pm
I am Rage of the Shadow and this is my story.... I was sent to earth by my parents from the nation of mygrantia. Mygrantia is a island castle floating in the sky that waits for my return. When I return I must prove myself worthy. Upon proving myself worthy I will claim its throne. Though I do not know what I must do to prove myself worthy. I figure If become known ninja i will have some idea as to what I must do to prove I am worthy.
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 4:36 pm
Rage333 I am Rage of the Shadow and this is my story.... I was sent to earth by my parents from the nation of mygrantia. Mygrantia is a island castle floating in the sky that waits for my return. When I return I must prove myself worthy. Upon proving myself worthy I will claim its throne. Though I do not know what I must do to prove myself worthy. I figure If become known ninja i will have some idea as to what I must do to prove I am worthy. sorry, it's hard for me to type in third person
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 6:43 pm
Okay ^_^
A soft murmor, a whisper if you will. Was the only sound that could be heard besides the soft twittering of small birds jump from branches on the trees of the forest. It seemed only a blur of motion passed through the forest. As silent as it came, it left. Whatever it was ended up at the edge of the forest, standing at the gates of Konohoha. "Finally I will get my revenge." It had been too long, far too long since Takiko's parents were murdered by who she thought was ninja's of Konohoha. Now she planned her just revenge.
What the young ninja did not know was that she was stepping directly into the villages trap. Her family was part of a long line of powerful ninja's. Sunagakure's version of the Uchiha's, as some thought. Other's thought her clan had murdered the Uchiha Obito and gained the technique from his Sharingan for their justsu's. None of the rumors were true. The ones who believed it was true planned on murdering the entire clan. The only one left was Takiko.
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 10:06 pm
otarius OK here goes nothing! RP character Angelus Skrult still finding a village (hopefully Otogakure!) RP sample: 30 leagues from the city, in a heavily wooded area a young adventurer wanders, hoping that he will escape. His rage, held in for so many years, is mounting. He is worried that soon he will lose control over it. When he does it engulfs his body. A shadow so deep that you are affraid of falling in. His body will become cold, he loses his sense of humanity, his eyes turn a blank white. "no, NO, NOOOOOO!" Screams Angelus. The transformation has begun... p.s. umm could you help me with character creation and applying for a village because im still a little confused about it. Which comes first?
Meh, I would make a character outline or something and then pm the Kage.
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 10:07 pm
Rage333 Rage333 I am Rage of the Shadow and this is my story.... I was sent to earth by my parents from the nation of mygrantia. Mygrantia is a island castle floating in the sky that waits for my return. When I return I must prove myself worthy. Upon proving myself worthy I will claim its throne. Though I do not know what I must do to prove myself worthy. I figure If become known ninja i will have some idea as to what I must do to prove I am worthy. sorry, it's hard for me to type in third person
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 10:08 pm
Kareesata Okay ^_^
A soft murmor, a whisper if you will. Was the only sound that could be heard besides the soft twittering of small birds jump from branches on the trees of the forest. It seemed only a blur of motion passed through the forest. As silent as it came, it left. Whatever it was ended up at the edge of the forest, standing at the gates of Konohoha. "Finally I will get my revenge." It had been too long, far too long since Takiko's parents were murdered by who she thought was ninja's of Konohoha. Now she planned her just revenge.
What the young ninja did not know was that she was stepping directly into the villages trap. Her family was part of a long line of powerful ninja's. Sunagakure's version of the Uchiha's, as some thought. Other's thought her clan had murdered the Uchiha Obito and gained the technique from his Sharingan for their justsu's. None of the rumors were true. The ones who believed it was true planned on murdering the entire clan. The only one left was Takiko.
BEAUTIFUL! Pass.
-Konoha- Is the spelling, love.
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 10:19 pm
Okay so this will serve as two purposes... first as my means of graduation and secondly as my introduction....heh so here goes.
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The pale blue waters of Jiccan Lake always brought equanimity to Akihiro's young and restless soul. It had been a full year since he had discovered this area and in that time became very firmiliar with it. Here he sat on the shore of the lake with a small make-shift fishing pole proped up by a few stones and swaying gently in the water. The quiessence of the surrounding forest made Akihiro's secret lake an ideal spot for resting after a long day of difficult training. The sun had just begun to sink behind the horizon. Normaly the sky was a blank canvas to Akihiro but at this moment it was filled with a brilliant display of yellow, orange, red and blue hues.
He had been lost in thought for some time now. There was nothing more that he wanted than to be accepted into a ninja academy because he always felt that his personal training was never enough. Just recently he had been abandoned by his own village and was branded a threat to their survival. But this reason had always baffled him. Being only seven years old at that time, what could be so threatening about him that they would cast out one of their own children? Though he did not understand he had always tried to be optimistic and thought that if the village found it necessary to outcast him, then there was most likely a reputable reason. He remembered talk amongst the elders of the village about a demon named Kazakuma and that he was most likely dwelling within a child from Akihiro's generation. He began to think that he might be this child, however, he never felt the presence of any other spirit but his own.
If...Im not the demon incarnation...then.....then why was I outcasted?
His musing came to an end once he felt the vibrations from the fishing pole. He firmly grasped it and began to draw in the fishing line.
"I've caught something!" He said cheerfully. "I'm so hungry..please be edible."
Attached to the end of the line was a medium sized river salmon which obviously lost its way and wound up in the Jiccan lake. Akihiro roasted the fish over a small fire he had started with some shrubbery and feasted like a king. It had been his first meal in three days. After his meal, he washed up in the river and set off towards his bed which was fashioned into a nest shape. It wasn't long before he had dozed off. The wind gently flowed through his hair.
"Sweet dreams little one..."
He awoke quickly frightened by this mysterious voice.
"Is...is someone there." He said shakely.
After a few moments of waiting for a response he decided it was nothing but the wind. Ironicaly thats exactly what is was.....
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Posted: Fri Jan 05, 2007 10:35 pm
MrFlow Okay so this will serve as two purposes... first as my means of graduation and secondly as my introduction....heh so here goes.
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The pale blue waters of Jiccan Lake always brought equanimity to Akihiro's young and restless soul. It had been a full year since he had discovered this area and in that time became very firmiliar with it. Here he sat on the shore of the lake with a small make-shift fishing pole proped up by a few stones and swaying gently in the water. The quiessence of the surrounding forest made Akihiro's secret lake an ideal spot for resting after a long day of difficult training. The sun had just begun to sink behind the horizon. Normaly the sky was a blank canvas to Akihiro but at this moment it was filled with a brilliant display of yellow, orange, red and blue hues.
He had been lost in thought for some time now. There was nothing more that he wanted than to be accepted into a ninja academy because he always felt that his personal training was never enough. Just recently he had been abandoned by his own village and was branded a threat to their survival. But this reason had always baffled him. Being only seven years old at that time, what could be so threatening about him that they would cast out one of their own children? Though he did not understand he had always tried to be optimistic and thought that if the village found it necessary to outcast him, then there was most likely a reputable reason. He remembered talk amongst the elders of the village about a demon named Kazakuma and that he was most likely dwelling within a child from Akihiro's generation. He began to think that he might be this child, however, he never felt the presence of any other spirit but his own.
If...Im not the demon incarnation...then.....then why was I outcasted?
His musing came to an end once he felt the vibrations from the fishing pole. He firmly grasped it and began to draw in the fishing line.
"I've caught something!" He said cheerfully. "I'm so hungry..please be edible."
Attached to the end of the line was a medium sized river salmon which obviously lost its way and wound up in the Jiccan lake. Akihiro roasted the fish over a small fire he had started with some shrubbery and feasted like a king. It had been his first meal in three days. After his meal, he washed up in the river and set off towards his bed which was fashioned into a nest shape. It wasn't long before he had dozed off. The wind gently flowed through his hair.
"Sweet dreams little one..."
He awoke quickly frightened by this mysterious voice.
"Is...is someone there." He said shakely.
After a few moments of waiting for a response he decided it was nothing but the wind. Ironicaly thats exactly what is was.....
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2007 8:37 am
ivory_vamp Rage333 Rage333 I am Rage of the Shadow and this is my story.... I was sent to earth by my parents from the nation of mygrantia. Mygrantia is a island castle floating in the sky that waits for my return. When I return I must prove myself worthy. Upon proving myself worthy I will claim its throne. Though I do not know what I must do to prove myself worthy. I figure If become known ninja i will have some idea as to what I must do to prove I am worthy. sorry, it's hard for me to type in third person can i just copy and paste and make everything in third person??
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