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 Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 4:00 am
¤Squad-Eleven-Join-Requests¤ If you wish to join the eleventh division please post here with a link to your profile as well as a role play sample that is at least 2 paragraphs. Also include what seat you wish to apply for.
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Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 11:25 am
my profilei would like to go for the vice captain position.  Lucid sat in his empty house wide awake listening to the noise of a Saturday afternoon. Lucid had been awake all night. Replaying the day his entire family friends and servants were killed by the damn hollows. He could picture all the blood that formed a puddle around the piles of motionless bodies. The horrid screams of women a children. The sound of bones being crushed by the huge hollows. He remembers hiding in his secret hiding spot during the attack covering his ears because of the deafening sounds the hollows made. It brought up a chill down his spin as a kid. And it still does today. Flames high as the sky and smoke covering the night sky like a blanket. The smell of burning flesh. There wasn't a detail that Lucid couldn't remember.The memory of that day was burned into his brain as a content reminder of why he trained so hard to become a shinigami. The sleepless nights,the long days of training in the hot,rainy or cold weather. all was not wasted. It would all pay off once he came encounter with a hollow
As a child this tormented him and made him shiver all the way down to his feet now all it did was build up a fire of anger and frustration and made him want to kill all the hollows he could. He knew killing all the hollows he could wouldn't change what happened but it would cause the horrible pain go away for at least a moment. However, Lucid knew that no matter how hard he fought he could never get rid of the pain. There must be a reason why this happened to him. Lucid always figured,that it must have been his destiny to become a shingami;otherwise, without that tragedy, he could never have had a reason to become one. As a kid,lucid was never the fighting type. He always preferred to stay away from fighting as best as he could. He felt fighting was unnecessary unless you have something worth fighting for.
Lucid grabbed his bed sheet really tight. He could feel his nail slowly ripping the sheet. "I have something worth fighting for. It might not be the best reason but dammit at least it is one!"He found himself shouting and breathing heavily. Lucid felt sweat rolling down his forehead, down his body, and on to the white colored bed sheet he was laying on. At this moment, he was siting up with both hands clenching on to the sheet. Laying in bed wasn't going to solve anything at this point lucid thought to himself. He got out of bed and through on his training uniform. He grabbed his Zanpactou which was leaning against the wall to the left of him. He opened the door and put his hand up against the sky because the sun was shinning bright and he hated the sunlight in his eyes. lucid unsheathed his Zanpactou and held it up so he could see his blade and admire its beauty. Lucid slowly turned the blade so part of the light, coming from the sun, would roll of his blade. Lucid cared for his zanpactou with intense care. He never went anywhere without it, He would polish his blade on a daily basis. He would talk to his zanpactou so he could understand it better. His zanpactou was his life. This was the way he was taught as a kid to take care of his zanpactou and he always followed his teachings.
Lucid brought down his blade by his side and grabbed it with both hands. He began to make practice swings. lifting the sword from behind his head and swinging it down with powerful force. He did this for hours and hours at a time. Putting more force into each swing until he couldn't give anymore. Next, he crouched down and swung his zanpactou in a upward motion at a angle of 45 degrees. Finally, to end his warm up lucid would sheath his sword and practice running at full speed,unsheathing his zanpactou,and strike his enemy. Lucid did this warm up every day no questions asked. No matter what the weather conditions where he never missed a day of training. The rest of his training consisted of speed and strength workouts.
For speed training he run around the soul society multiple times until his legs were almost ready to collapse. then he go into the forest and knock down as many leaves a possible from a tree and try to catch all the leaves before they hit the ground. while doing of this training, he would wear ankle weights.
For strength training all lucid would do is lift a decent size tree from the ground and bench press it. and everyday Lucid would try to get a bigger and bigger tree. Then Lucid would strap that same tree to his back and do push up's.
People found this training odd and unusual but to lucid it was not. He had to do all this while leaving with his master. This was his normal everyday shinigami training. He hated it growing up. It took all day and lucid couldn't move a single part of his body afterwords. To this day, after his training, he still can't move any part of his body. He falls asleep in the forest and when he finally wakes up ,which is usually around 8 pm, he goes homes and cooks dinner and goes to bed. This is the everyday life of lucid and it is not a easy one.
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Posted: Thu Apr 29, 2010 8:45 pm
Jinsei no hanbun mo boku wa mada ikitenai
..............I have not even lived half of my life
I am sorry but you will not be receiving a Vice-Captain position.
First and fore most, I expect proper punctuation and capitalization regardless of out of character or in character.
Secondly, you took the bare minimum of my requirement to the max and hardly even gave a second paragraph, no actually, you did not get a second paragraph as a paragraph consists of at least seven sentences. Where yours is one big sentence followed by a shorter one. I'm sorry to tell you but I'm pretty strict when I say I expect something and then its more or less ignored.
I will appoint you to fourth seat currently. You have some potential but you need work. I'm placing you according to where I see your skills at currently, and yes I am a tough buy when it comes to role playing.
Sakaratte, dakiatte..........................
I oppose one and embrace another
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Posted: Thu Apr 29, 2010 10:19 pm
[R]eflections Jinsei no hanbun mo boku wa mada ikitenai
..............I have not even lived half of my life
I am sorry but you will not be receiving a Vice-Captain position.
First and fore most, I expect proper punctuation and capitalization regardless of out of character or in character.
Secondly, you took the bare minimum of my requirement to the max and hardly even gave a second paragraph, no actually, you did not get a second paragraph as a paragraph consists of at least seven sentences. Where yours is one big sentence followed by a shorter one. I'm sorry to tell you but I'm pretty strict when I say I expect something and then its more or less ignored.
I will appoint you to fourth seat currently. You have some potential but you need work. I'm placing you according to where I see your skills at currently, and yes I am a tough buy when it comes to role playing.
Sakaratte, dakiatte..........................
I oppose one and embrace another I respect your decision. and i believe you too. I didn't do well with my role playing but i am a lot better than that. I will show you soon enough.
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Posted: Tue May 04, 2010 5:26 am
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Posted: Thu Jul 01, 2010 6:37 am
ProfileI would like to try for 3rd seat.  Oveon was silent as he looked over the small camp that he and his men had made after the long fight just a few hours before. The large Viking just shook his head and looked to the north seeing the smoke still rising from the village they had struck and burned. “At Least we got a good haul and many of our men have joined Odin in the great hall.” His voice was gruff and cracked worn from the screaming he did whenever he went into the great rage as it was called and he became little more than a beast. As he gave one last look over the area Oveon began the long walk back to his camp the sound of his sword and armor hitting each other filling the crisp air that came just before a great snow. As Oveon entered the encampment he looked over his nearby men and yelled his congratulations. “Now everyone treat your wounds and break out the Ale tomorrow we set sail for Britannia and the great riches of York with old Boneless.” With one final yell his men started to drink as their leader went to his tent to relax some after the battle.
Oveon sighed softly as he slipped into his personal tent to sit by the fire built inside of it. “They seem so happy about crossing the sea once more for a battle.” He chuckled and grabbed his wine skin from the floor of his tent and took a drink. “However they could just be looking to have another chance to go to Valhalla.” Oveon laughed as he removed his sword from his back and set it aside as he picked up his pipe and thumbed it full before lighting it. “Yet I can’t blame them for wanting every chance to go to Valhalla and drink with Odin yes that would be nice I think.” He said as he tapped the ash from his pipe before laying down to rest before the long trip he would be taking tomorrow after all it could be the last chance he got in a long time.
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Posted: Tue Jul 06, 2010 3:02 pm
Accepted for 3rd seat. You may place the position in your profile and I will get ranks updated as soon as I can.
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