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darklord_avalon rolled 1 100-sided dice:
70
Total: 70 (1-100)
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 Posted: Sun Mar 10, 2013 4:26 pm
Shiro scooped up her chopsticks and snapped them apart from each other, she proceeded to scrub them against each other until they were free of any slivers and were ready to be used for eating. Shiro took a deep breath through her nose enjoying the scent of her meal before digging in. She had loaded up on as many meat choices as they would let her so she had a big tray of meat set before her, the best kind of meal anyone could ask for in her opinion. She poked around at the meat some fishing out the vegetable bits that were amongst some of the dishes and eating them first like medicine giving them as little time in her mouth as possible. Once she was satisfied that she had removed the unwanted quantities she began to enjoy her selection of meat items. Her absolute favorite being the different teriyaki meats. She grinned and gripped the chopsticks like a knife and stabbed the meat with the end turning them into skewers, she proceeded to do this with several choice meats until she had an impressive kebab of meats in her hand. Shiro, quite pleased with her lunch device, set in to eating now ripping bits of meat off of the chopstick-turned-skewer. She was quite caught up in the level of ingenuity to her meal and was really not paying any attention to the goings on around her. As Shiro finished the first kebab and was going to move on to the second a jarring sound sent her scrambling from her seat at the table to the floor beneath it as apparently the doors to the cafeteria were torn from their hinges. She crouched beneath the table her tail puffed up to twice its usual diameter from the sudden start. Her heart was racing however she still held her chopstick kebabs and had fetched her meat bun before heading for cover. A good scare was no reason to abandon better food. ((331 words 4244 current total 11430 rope un-tying final and warden total)) Quote: Step 3: That Spoiled Spud PC Formula: 50 + [(Intelligence + Will Power) - 300]/10 162 - 300 = -138 = 37% roll : 70 =fail
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Kakone rolled 1 100-sided dice:
73
Total: 73 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Mar 11, 2013 11:33 am
Quote: PC Formula: 50 + [(82 + 41) - 300]/10 :: 32% :: FailMiyuki is now disturbed. She will receive a -5% to all future checks until dictated otherwise by the gamemaster. Miyuki glanced up towards Kuro when he addressed the young girl. He seemed to be interested in the drawing that she had done during their Penmanship and Literature class. The look on her face was actually quite comical as the young girl had been consuming food more quickly than she was able to ingest it. She resembled that of a chipmunk with its cheeks ballooned. Miyuki swallowed her food as quickly as possible, so the young girl would not keep Kuro waiting for longer than necessary. “I actually put the drawing away because it isn’t finished,” she admitted sheepishly. “I promise I will show you once it is finished though!” Miyuki smiled brightly before proceeding back to the food which was arranged in front of her. While in the midst of eating, the school sirens began to sound piercingly across the cafeteria. The first reaction from Miyuki was to stand up suddenly, as well as look around the vicinity for the cause of the sirens. The majority of the personnel began to swarm the entrances. A few others began to dictate student movements. They tried to make sure that everyone was calm during this experience; however, it was obvious by their actions that something terrible was legitimately happening. This was not a practice drill by any means. Miyuki darted for the separate end of the cafeteria away from the entrances. She propped herself up against the wall for the time being. The girl look curiously towards the academy entrances awaiting what or who the school personnel were protecting them from. Only a moment later, Yoshinaga-sensei had burst through the doors. From his appearance, Yoshinaga-sensei seemed to be enraged, more than likely from being relieved of his position. The staff of the academy pleaded with Yoshinaga-sensei to discontinue his actions before they were forced to take aggressive measures. Miyuki witnessed Yoshinaga-sensei begin his rampage against the personnel. The older man did not hold back anything when he began his attack. The young girl watched in horror as one-by-one the staff began to collapse to the floor unconscious. Miyuki dropped to her knees in terror deeply disturbed by this unexpected turn of events. Quote: Word Count: 361 Total Word Count: 7149
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Posted: Mon Mar 11, 2013 1:19 pm
Sanyo paid close attention to the instructions given. Give an introduction sheet in to the current teacher was an easy enough task. She was a bit upset that their class had been put so far behind in terms of learning and skills. She wasn’t sure how to recover except by doing as much extra credit as humanly possible. If she buckled down she was sure she’d be able to do it. Quote: 1. Your Full Name: Senju Sanyo 2. Age: 12 3. Where do you live: Sound’s Senju Complex 4. Describe yourself physically: Normal I guess. My hair is shorter than the other girl’s in class. 5. What were/are you looking forward to learning in this class: The medical portion of the training is the most interesting to me. 6. Just how bad did you dislike Yoshinaga?: 3, I was never personally affronted by him in any manner, but his motives and methods got us held behind the other classes as a result, of which I’m irritated. After she finished jotting the information on the paper she brought it up to the front, “Good bye until later.” She gave a courteous bow before turning about to leave the class. She knew that the schedule called for beginning and ending homeroom even if he hadn’t mentioned it. She simply needed to focus upon the other classes of the day, most of which she had little trouble with. Physical education was her only set back in the classes for the day. Quote: History of Sound: 615/600 She rounded the hall, soon to reach her first class of the day. History of Sound, it may seem boring to other students however Sanyo enjoyed the stories to a great extent. Pushing the door open she peered in looking around at the other students who were here. After a moment she stepped inside and found her seat. Once there she proceeded to set out her note taking implements for the lesson ahead. Other students filed in until the class was thoroughly full. The teacher finally entered and the lesson was ready to begin. “Class today we will be learning of the Unification treaty established between Sound and Fire country in the fifth era. Open your history books and turn to page 306.” The teacher explained all the while writing the information up on the board for easy reference. Sanyo followed instructions and retrieved her book opening it to the required page. Her eyes scanned along the words taking in the information into the vault of her mind for safe keeping and later use. Other students were reading as well though with varied enthusiasm and very few showed the same enthusiasm as Sanyo when it came to knowledge. Sanyo raised her hand in a short matter of time, it was important to be active in the class. With the go ahead of the teacher she spoke up, “So the ‘unification treaty’ was made only between Sound and Fire country outside of the ‘ten shadow non-aggression pact’ that all hidden villages signed into, is there a reason for that?” She questioned holding a pen to her note riddled scroll ready to record the answer. “Good question Miss Senju, the ‘Unification Treaty’ was put in places as a sort of mending to wounds from previous wars the country received. A part of the treaty as you’ll read is the establishment of clan complexes between the villages. This is why we have the Inuzuka as well as the Senju complexes in our village. Konoha has a Fuuma complex established in their country as well. The unification treaty established a strong and helping bond between the two countries and their respective hidden villages.” The sensei explained thoroughly the rest of the class along with Sanyo scribbling away at their notes. “Thank you, Sensei-Sama” Sanyo stated before returning to her reading of the contents of the treaty. The class proceeded forward like most class would from that point. The students went and filled out notes and took turns asking various questions. Sanyo had to replace her writing implement a few times since she had decided to take such long handed notes. The class was getting along fine and it was now a little bit closer to the time in which the students would begin picking up for the next class. The teacher passed out a few assignments to do when they were at home. It mostly consisted of searching for information within the textbook. This wouldn’t be too difficult of a task for Sanyo as she had no trouble pulling information from the pages. Finally the bell chimed out and Sanyo proceeded to gather up her now stored items and begin her journey to the next classroom. It was Geography and happened to be another strong suit of Sanyo’s in terms of knowledge base. The class wasn’t far away, in fact it was just at the other end of the hall. Pushing through the swarm of students she made her way to the door as best she could, she was carried by the crowd for a few moments before she finally latched onto the frame of the geography class door. She pulled herself to it and made her way inside. A few students swarmed in behind Sanyo but she did not see any of her homeroom classmates here either. It wasn’t uncommon for such a thing to happen but it still caused a look of disappointment on her face as she made her way to her seat and wait for the chime to signal the start of this class. The teacher entered Sanyo noting that he was as generic as generic came in appearance. In fact many of the teachers seemed to have no defining characteristics outside of the home room, A bit odd indeed. Sanyo took to listening to the lecture when it began. “Geography is important to a shinobi for many reasons, not just because it’s our homeland. The knowledge you gain in this class will give you an edge in battle letting you know the terrain far better than the enemy. So we won’t be talking just about notable landmarks but common terrain you’ll encounter here and at the borders of our country.” The teacher explained elaborating upon the lessons that would be given to this particular class. “Learning various terrain types will better help you devise tactics for said terrain. From ambushes to setting up proper traps, even locations to gather healing ingredients. You’ll gain these advantages by the time we complete this course.” The teacher went on; it seemed to be a good class to take notes in as such, Sanyo pulled out her note taking supplies and began jotting things down. --To be finished-- --To be filled-- Quote: Penmanship and Literature: 0/600 --To be filled--
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Posted: Fri Mar 15, 2013 5:47 pm
 ~*Radagon Mimuria*~ After lunch time had reached almost half way done, when students were just now finishing their meals, a sudden scream of rage seemed to rush out from one of the doors and soon burst through a very mad Yoshi-sama. Though several students seemed to be surprised, a few others had already expected something like this, which included Radagon. He was right to be troubled from seeing all the teachers standing around, all very ready for whatever was to come, and now here it was. Radagon watched as the man who was once their teacher look around the area with a look of disgust, but with eyes studying his surroundings. Radagon had a bad feeling when he saw those eyes, as he could feel that Yoshi-sama was going to try and pull something against all the other teachers. Radagon, since he was already on alert from seeing all the teachers, began to plan something just in case his former teacher tried something. But what could he do against a man who had at least twice his experience in terms of battle. Radagon had to act quick, so he took cover behind a soda vendor machine and looked out the corner to watch Yoshi-sama begin his own plan. Radagon wondered what the others are going to do if they weren't too frightened by Yoshi-sama's entrance.
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Post Words: 223
Total Words: 18892
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Chaoscarrier rolled 1 100-sided dice:
77
Total: 77 (1-100)
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Chaoscarrier Vice Captain
Romantic Conversationalist
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Posted: Fri Mar 15, 2013 9:19 pm
  "Someday I'll make things right.
From the Earth to the Sky and everything between.
It will all be mine again."
Theme Jace fiddled with his food a little, only taking light bites here and there as his mind drifted in and out of some rather deep thought. His surroundings had little meaning at that point. Lost in thought, Jace would have trouble enjoying the outside view, but the solitary space gave him room to think uninterrupted by the happenings around him. Jace looked down towards his lap. His free hand moved from his side brought his side to his lap and within sight. Jace just stared at the free hand while partially lost in thought. His vision slowly giving way to the images in his head. Within his mind, his thoughts seemed to press backwards through his recent classes and eventually progress backwards through his painful past.
Day Dreaming (Start)
The darkness crept in slowly and steadily, creating the image of a feint light centered in the distance, surrounded by a thick darkness too dense to see through. The borders of the darkness almost seemed to be moving and swaying on the edge of the light. Though the light was small, it was unwavering. The darkness could proceed no further than it already had. From the light, stemmed a warmth and a desire of unbridled intensity. As Jace's thoughts continued through he found himself facing his recent boasts and actions. He had continued to recklessly make promises and statements of becoming the strongest out there and making a change in the world, but for all his talk, he had very little to show for it. He wasn't even sure if he compared to his classmates and while he had recently begun training on his own time, it hadn't appeared as though he was making any firm progress.
As his thoughts drifted further, he came upon the training he had undergone in the prior day. A view of the bones he had created and some of the notable happening in his training were imagined in detail. He could see the bone tree crumbling before him. thoughts shifted towards questions and doubting himself became evident. "How do I get stronger?" he thought. Questions flowed through his mind. "I have to get stronger quicker than everyone else, but how? Will I really be able to do it?" Jace thought. It was then that his thoughts would take another crucial step backwards. This time they leaned upon his reasons for desiring goals thought to be impossible. It was there he found himself at the light itself. The light seemed to expand continually as if he were drawing closer and closer to it.
"My.. reasons." Jace thought. His reasons were as clear as day. His mother had been taken from him before he was old enough to remember her. A strong feeling welled up in Jace's chest and over-took him entirely. It was a desire to see and be with his mother. It was as though a memory hung on the edge of his mind, in danger of being forgotten. He was unable to realize the memory, but he could feel it was there. The feeling emanating from it gave him a sense of comfort he longed for all throughout his on-going childhood. He wanted that comfort more than anything else in the world.
Day Dreaming (End)
Jace's eyes remained open the entire time, but all he had seen were the images that flowed as freely in his mind as his thoughts. His surroundings seemed to be completely blocked out. He was only now beginning to regain his senses and take note to what was around him. If was as if he awoke from a dream, but had been awake all through it. Jace's hand turned an inch or two and slowly it began to show signs of bone festering and expanding. The only way he could see himself becoming stronger than everyone else was to train 3 or 4 times more and much much harder. It was then that an enraged Yoshinaga would barrel through the cafeteria doors and knock them swinging to a noisy crash against the walls. Jace became startled by the sudden noisy intrusion and his viewing of the several teachers surrounding him before getting beaten down miserably did not help his resolve. It happened too quickly and Jace had only just been readjusting to the retrieval of his senses.
He slowly looked up to see the onslaught at the entrance of the cafeteria. He watched quietly with a blank expression that began to show slight signs of discontent and surprise. After the teachers were taken down, Jace would sink down in his seat and under the table in an awkwardly slow manner, disappearing from general sight, but still visible if someone were to be looking for him. Quote: Notes
Step 3 -- Awareness
Chance: 32% Failure
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InuVash255 rolled 1 100-sided dice:
34
Total: 34 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 7:50 pm
Quote: PC Formula: 50 + [(110+ 10) - 300]/10 = 32% Failed
Suddenly, his ears were met with a piercing screeching sound. Sirens went off around the school, and echoed hard in the cafeteria. The boy grabbed at his ears. He couldn’t stand sounds so loud! The teachers began to mobilize. Hattori was frozen in confusion. This wasn’t a drill, there weren’t calm instructions from the instructors or anything. Something big was going down!
Suddenly, the former teacher Yoshinaga burst into the cafeteria. Face red with rage, he stormed into the school. There wasn’t even a bit of hesitation or respect to the other ninjas’ warnings. When the man began to attack, Hattori fell backward off his seat in fear. Hattori scrambled back beneath the next table adjacent to theirs. His mind was racing about what he should do next!
Yoshinaga’s entrance was an incredibly disturbing turn of events!
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3694 Total
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InuVash255 rolled 1 100-sided dice:
91
Total: 91 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Mar 18, 2013 8:10 pm
Quote: Shadow Mimicry 50*2+40 vs 200 - 5% (Disturbed) = 39% Failed
Then an idea occurred to him! Hattori’s mother, as he remembered, was a rouge ninja from the Leaf, and an ex-member of the Nara clan. His mind wandered for a moment only a few months earlier when she tried to teach young Hattori the Shadow Mimicry Jutsu, the Gekkai Genkai of the Nara Clan! The boy scratched his head and let out an inaudible sigh. He hadn’t paid a ton of attention that day. Now he wished that he had! Hattori made the seals for shadow manipulation with shaky hands. He felt the energy flow from his body, to his hands, and out through his feet where he began to alter the shape of his shadow.
With a furrowed brow, he attempted to move the shadow, but he was failing already. For a moment, he pictured his shadow like a mold of gelatin. It moved mostly at its own will, and was difficult to shape or move without it slipping out of his control. After much struggle in this chaotic cafeteria, Hattori managed to bundle enough of his own shadow to make a move. His shadow stretched across the floor like a great black snake. It glided flat along the floor, under table and chair, until it neared the rampaging teacher.
With a sudden strike, Hattori’s dim, wriggling shadow lashed out! However, instead of snagging the shadow of the enraged sensei, Hattori managed to grab another student! The accidental target shouted in terror as his body moved seemingly of its own accord.
Hattori quickly retracted his wobbly shadow back underneath him. Apparently, controlling a shadow was far harder than his mother made it appear…
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4053 Total
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