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 Posted: Mon Dec 21, 2009 6:04 am
Haruko would soon spring up. A line of blood down her face as she looked about. She realized she was moving but not under her own power. Glancing about for a moment, she then looked down. "Cousin Shuiro!" she would glomp the girl into the ground at this point.
Haruko would soon snuggle into Shuiro's boobage, "Ohhh, these are warm! I like'm." She was serious too... she stayed there, snuggled into the breast for warmth.
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Posted: Fri Dec 25, 2009 1:53 pm
Out of nowhere, Shuiro would fall backwards, hitting the ground with a thud. 'Ack!" Closing her eyes, and groaning to herself, she tried to sit up. This as made nearly impossible when Ryoko buried herself into the blind girl's chest. Turning beet red from there Shuiro pushed against the child form of her teammate's mother and tried to scramble away. 'Of all the people... why the hell does it always have to be me!?" She had a feeling her blush wouldn't recede anytime soon...
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Posted: Fri Dec 25, 2009 2:04 pm
((Can we be here and in the snowball wars at the same time? >.> If yes then I'll start posting here again x]))
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Posted: Fri Dec 25, 2009 2:05 pm
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Zent0s rolled 1 20-sided dice:
13
Total: 13 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Dec 26, 2009 10:26 am
((Roll :B oops I'll roll another 2 O_O ))
Zentos ignored what everyone else in the room was doing and walked back to the stocking game. Feeling lucky, he pulled out some more shuriken.
*Really hope this works out better than before*.
He pulled out his shuriken and took aim. Taking care, he threw just 1 shuriken and successfully hit the stocking he was aiming for, walking over and examining his winnings, he got 3 paper bombs, 1 soldier pill, and 2 XP.
Winnings: 3 paper bombs, 1 soldier pill, and 2 XP.
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Zent0s rolled 2 20-sided dice:
13, 1
Total: 14 (2-40)
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Posted: Sat Dec 26, 2009 6:19 pm
((2 rolls adding onto the 1 above^))
Zentos took out another 2 shuriken from his pocket and threw.
The first had been well aimed and hit the stocking next to the one he had just hit. The other veered wildly off to the right and hit the wall.
Sighing, he went to pick up the stocking and the shuriken.
*Well, 2/3 isn't that bad.*
Winnings: 3 paper bombs, 1 soldier pill, and 2 XP.
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 3:13 am
Was this what the random girl Haruko wanted to do all this time? Shizuka blinked at what just happened...and it took her a while to figure this out. "Meoow~" With a cat like grin, the feline henka would jump towards Shuiro and cling onto her. "Sooo soft, meeeoow~ It's like I can really take a nap on them!" It was warm and soft...a warm pillow to warm you up while you sleep? Why haven't they created something yet? The Henka's mind continued to wander in thought as she rested her head onto Shuiros chest.
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 5:46 am
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kouri-chan_xx Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 8:12 am
Seeing as how Shizuka ran off as if she had some form of A.D.D (He wouldn't put it passed her if she really did.) to...hug and grope a fellow Kunoichi in this village. "Great...She's beginning to turn into her sister more and more each day..." He would walk behind Yoki and the weird scene going on with Shizuka resting her head...ahem...on the chest of the Kunoichi. "You're an artist too?" He's never seen this kid before, but who ever shares the same interest in sculptures is a friend of him. But as he said that he would take one more look at the scene which sadly, Yoki had to witness. "Please don't judge us off of Shizuka-chan...She's...a bit odd. It looks really good to me." He took a better look at it and the way he sculptured it was...better than anything he could do currently. He had to say he was a bit jealous due to it, but that shouldn't get away for the compliment he gave Yoki. "I...honestly wanted to be an artist more than a Ninja. But my Family forced me to be one...not that that's important or anything." Damn...He really did have awkward social skills.
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 9:11 am
A brisk evening, the village streets littered with people, it was a time of happiness, it was a time of celebration. But she was never the time to understand long passed events, long past that are kept alive threw generations, to her that past was nothing more than that. To Her it was just something you would learn from and move on regardless of what happened. To her life was for the moment, no planning for the future, no looking back to the past it was only about the moment for her. Who was she, they would find out soon enough that was true.
After so long of being used by jounin and anbu units she was finally believed to be safe enough to be issued back in to the village, after years of work with anbu black ops she wassnt to....stable. Granted she was and has always been a oddity like she is now, but only time would reveal this. A single pebbel would fall from a stone building ledge above shizuka, yoki and (kazama's char....can remember name for the life of me...and he he never says it.) But by the time they would look, if they noticed nobody was in sight. "Yo....ki...kun..." The voice was somewhat raspy, and while it was a female voice, it wassnt the most sensual one, her voice sounded as if her throat was dried out alot. There she was a young girl standing on the ledge of a building which very ninja like she would leap off to the city street bellow landing all ninja like, mysterious and just looking cool. ....But she stood there her legs slightly bowed, and knees shaking dramatically the massive look of pain in her eye before she fell forward on her face.
After a period she would stand and brush off her clothes, what little there was. She wore a anbu like vest, but cut down enough only to cover her chest, she wore a very short black skirt with fish net stocking covering her leg down to her white boots with white leg warmer over them covering all but the front of foot and toe and heels of the boots, extending up to mid leg at the knee. She bared the anbu mark on her right shoulder....however it also had a different kanji under it. She had the black iwagakure banana covering the top of her head out from the back poofed two spiky yellow short pigtails, and out from the front came down two bangs to cover the side of her face. She was very attractive, she stood slightly pushing her chest out with her arms bent seemingly looking as if they were on her back on her hips, but actually she hand her hand in the bag that was located on her posterior. She seemed to be clenching and unclenching her hands on her rear as she stood there.
"....That ...kind of hurt......neva mind....how you doin little yoki!?" Did this young woman know yoki, and if so how? One thing was certain her hair glew as bright as the sunlight just like yoki's did, that super bright blond was unmistakable just like his, but the other part she as well as yoki has been, was hid....for now.
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