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Desired rank: Any rank is fine to me

RP sample: "It sure is a nice day for a hunt, isn't it Aki?" a young short-haired shinigami asked as she leaned over a cliff which was glowing orange in the sunset. "Your right, Haru, it is. Don't let your gaurd down like last time, ok? I don't want to have to clean up the mess!" "Stop treating me like a child!" Haru interupted "Last time you only lived because I was there to save you!" Aki laughed as he remembered the last hollow that he fought. Haru was right; he did owe her for that, but making fun of her was his favorite past time. No way I'm going to stop teasing her just because she followed me to the world of the living! Aki couldn't hide his annoyance with the young shinigami any longer. As much as he loved her, he needed some room! Without warning Aki lept from his seat near the canyon's edge and landed on the other side.
"H-hey! Where are you going, Aki?!" Haru yelled as she looked across the giant crack in the earth before her. Away from you! Geeze, what kind of girl follows me, then gets angry when I tease her? Suddenly a scream echoed in the canyon. "That voice! It's Haru's!" Aki said to himself as he sprinted towards the canyon. As he approached he saw Haru hanging onto the edge of the canyon, a large bear-shaped hollow standing over her. "Haru! Don't worry, I'll save you!"

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Desired rank: Doesn't Matter

RP sample: Moka sat at her desk in the third division office doing her paperwork quickly and efficiently. She had just had a long, painful training session out in the training grounds and the repetitive, mindless task of paperwork always helped to unwind her cramping muscles. It was almost as though with every completed sheet of paper she was that little closer to her goal, the she had set herself so many years ago on the lonely trek to Seireiti. Back then she had seen the white city as a shining beacon of hope and of freedom - freedom from the oppression she had felt in the 67th District. It had been hard living and most of the people lived in poverty. She felt her hand clench around her pen until her knuckles turned white as her gaze hardened. No, Seireiti wasn't a place of hope or freedom, it was the instigator of the poverty. People inside the white walls cared nothing for the people outside as long as they could live their comfortable lifestyle. She slowly let out her breath and released her death grip on her pen, watching as it clattered noisily against the desk in the silent room. She had made a promise to herself that she would reach the top; that she would take control and destroy the barriers that separated the rich from the poor and bring equality to the people, a term so unfamiliar to most.

The door opened with a bang as the last person Moka wanted to see strode in, acting for all the world as if he owned the place. Okashii Hansamu.

"Hey Moka, what'cha doing in here when it's such a nice day outside?" His voice was like melted chocolate and whenever he spoke any girl in the surrounding vacinity melted and swooned over his handsome face and gorgeous body. Any girl that is except for Moka. She gave him a cold, indifferent look before turning back to her neglected work. She had allowed herself to lose herself in memory which was so unlike her, and now she needed to make up for lost time. Which meant she didn't have any time for Hansamu's antics.

"Go away Okashii-san, I'm busy."

"Aww! But you're always busy! Can't you just make some time for me, please?" He had walked confidently over to her desk and now he had his elbows rested on it with his hands cradling his head. His big boyish blue eyes looked at her, pleaded with her, but she knew it was just an act - they played this game almost everyday.

"No. I, unlike you, actually work, so go annoy someone else." She didn't once look up at him, instead continuing with her work. She didn't understand him at all. It's been almost two years since the two of them had graduated from the academy now - he was nearing 200 - yet he still annoyed her everyday. Everybody else had got the idea that she would rather be left alone but not Okashii Hansamu. Maybe he was missing a few brain cells. He remained quiet as she diligently worked and she continued to ignore him. She wouldn't admit it to anyone else - especially not to herself - but she actually didn't overly mind his company any more. She had practically hated him when she first met him because he acted like an obedient little puppy, always following her around, but now... Now the familiarity of his visits was actually quite comforting.

She placed her pen down a little harder than necessary, disregarding her own thoughts. 'I only thought what I did because he's so close at the moment, and he is gorgeous and I am only human' she thought to herself as she analysed her reaction and her thoughts. ' It means absolutely nothing.' Moka stood up and her still cramping muscles protested violently. She swiftly picked up her finished paperwork and moved to leave but found her way blocked. She craned her neck to look up at Okashii's face, so far above her and she saw his dark blonde hair was falling in front of his face creating a shadow. He had to be at least 6 foot, but she hadn't really ever noticed the enormous difference in height before. What was this that she was starting to feel every time she was around him? She could almost feel the pressure on her mask, a strong desire to let him in, to allow him to get close to her. These feelings scared her because never in her lonely life had she ever wanted anybody to be close to her before. She could almost literally hear the creaks apearing in her eroded mask - she needed to get away from him quickly.

She ducked her head slightly and moved to walk past but a hand shot out and grabbed her arm, pulling her closer. He looked down, brown eyes locking with blue, and for the life of her Moka just could not tear away her gaze.

"How long are we going to play this game Moka? Because I can tell you now, I could play it forever. Why won't you just open up and let me in?"

OK uhmm...
you have already taken a look at my profile, and you have seen me RP before, IDK if I should still put them down sweatdrop