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 Posted: Sat Nov 27, 2004 4:28 pm
-Closed-
*sigh* Sadly, due to inactivity, this roleplay has been closed. I loved this rp but too many people left.
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Posted: Sat Nov 27, 2004 5:20 pm
I wanna' be Malik! O-negai?
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Posted: Sat Nov 27, 2004 5:40 pm
((^^ okay! Hold on a few more minutes, I'll add you to the character list. Oh! All charcters will be in the Tokyo U dorms. Please select a floor(1-4) and room number (1-5).
I have floor 4 room 5.))
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Posted: Sat Nov 27, 2004 5:47 pm
Rain fell heavily over the huge city of Tokyo, Japan as the front of the storm moved into place. Lightning crackled across the sky and the strong winds were blowing umbrellas out of the hands of comuters and snatching away any flags or banners that any stores had left out.
Coming up the stairs that lead to the subway, was a small, pale boy came, clutching at the hood of his white sweat shirt decorated with the logos of his old high school. The rain immediatly started sticking his silver white bangs to his forehead and he squinted his chocolate colored eyes as he began to jog to his street, waving his arm for a taxi as his black back-pack bounced against his slim form.
He'd soon gotten one flagged down and got inside. "Where to, kid?" The driver asked, glancing back at the albino as he slipped off his hood. "Tokyo U Dormitories..." He mumured, pulling a light blue, striped handkerchief out of his back pack. The driver nodded and began driving.
It wasn't long before the male arrived at building of his homestead. He sighed and paid th driver before getting out and heading inside quickly. He went upstairs to the fourth floor, and soon located the fifth room at the end of the hall. He sighed and walked in, looking around. Boxes full of his things were stacked around the main room as well as furniture and other things. He sighed and flopped down on his sheet covered sofa. "Home sweet home..."
The albino was wearing a white dress shirt with thin black stripes under his hoodie and a pair of new dark blue jeans. The pants lead down to a simple pair of white sneekers.
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Posted: Sat Nov 27, 2004 6:00 pm
I would much like to be Bakura if oyu wouldn't mind. *smiles*
Floor 3 Room 4, annoyance purposes for Ryou up and one room over and who ever is above him. ^^ I'll post if I'm listed.
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Posted: Sat Nov 27, 2004 6:02 pm
(Right then I'll take floor 4 room 3)
A boy with somewhat longish platnium blond hair watched the taxi drive up, though he didn't seem to take much notice of it. A blue hoodie hung slightly off his thin shoulders, and a belt barly kept his tan pants from falling off his almost non-existant hips.
Malik Ishtar frowned out at the rain. He hated when it rained. There was to much symbolism and poetry in a rain storm to suit his taste.
One hand automatically reached up and fiddled with the small silver hoop earing in his left ear. He'd switched his usual long gold ones for this pair a few days ago, and he had to keep reassuring himself that they were still there. Earings had been his first step in his rebellion after leaving home, so they were important to him.
Malik smiled in an ironic way. Wouldn't Chichioya* have a fit if he could see me now? he thought idly. Deciding that it was a bit chilly out there for him, Malik turned and walked back toward his room.\
(*= Father ^^)
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Posted: Sat Nov 27, 2004 6:02 pm
((^^ Okay! Sounds good to me! ~goes to put you in~))
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Posted: Sat Nov 27, 2004 6:09 pm
((Grrr, X3 I'll be right back... I've been drinking tea all day and nature calls))
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Posted: Sat Nov 27, 2004 6:15 pm
Ah, the rain, the best thing about weather in his opinion. The he in question was Kura Amagumo.
He was staring out his window, music turned up as loud and a little louder than what was legal. In all truth, he was ignoring the music and watching students come into campus, a popular habit of his, to see who would last the first year and who wouldn't.
The bass of the Heavy Metal sound pounded in his ears, heartbeat seeming to match the tempo, calming his thoughts over a few guys inthe dorm who seemed to spark a particular emotion he really did not enjoy: caring.
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Posted: Sat Nov 27, 2004 6:19 pm
Malik looked at the large amount of boxes in his room for about ten seconds, and then decided there had to be something better to do with his first day away from home. He sighed and flopped onto his as yet unmade bed.
Suddenly, something registered in his brain. Someone below was playing his favorite song at his favorite volume. Grinning, he decided to investigate who this someone could be and what they could possibly do to make this gloomy day more interesting.
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Posted: Sat Nov 27, 2004 6:24 pm
Ryou sighed softly and got up, slipping his bag off his shoulders and leaving it on the couch before going to open a few of the boxes and starting to sort out needed items. He pulled out a lamp and set it on his desk before pulling it in. He hummed softly and flipped it on. He grimaced as he saw the shattered remenance of his over his light. He knelt down and began picking up the pieces, being carefull not to cut himself. He grimaced upon hearing the loud music below him and went to throw away the bulb.
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Posted: Sat Nov 27, 2004 6:33 pm
It was this certain guitar solo in this certain song that has Kura cutting loose and headbanging, pale hair with black tips swaying wildly to the beat, and in which every strand swaying had its own, creating a chaotic scene for him and whoever the hell was watching him up there.
OOC: Er, cursing is okay, right? Long as it's not too heavy?
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Posted: Sat Nov 27, 2004 6:35 pm
((X3 I don't even mind heavy. Curse as much a you fecking want.))
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Posted: Sat Nov 27, 2004 6:36 pm
"Hello!" Malik grinned from where he was balanced precariously over the railing that looked down on the floor below. He was trying not to laugh at the ridiculous sight of the white mess of hair this boy possesed bouncing all over the place. "What are you doing?"
(I'm not in charge, but I'd prefure it if you didn't curse to heavy. I'm not used to a lot of swearing and never do myself...*shrug*. Sup to you though.)
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Posted: Sat Nov 27, 2004 6:43 pm
Ryou was walking by Malik and scowled very faintly down at Kura. "..." He gave a soft 'hmph' and headed down to the Janitors closet on the third floor for a new light bulb.
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