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 Posted: Fri Oct 08, 2010 9:03 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 25, 2010 6:04 pm
Name: Hizuma Higa
Rank: Tentative, but shooting for Jounin
Village: Tentative, most likely Sand
Bloodline: Iron Sand
RP Sample:
A cool autumn night found Hizuma meandering about a small town nearly sixty miles from home. He was heading home form his latest A-Rank escort mission and was currently roaming the town, deep in thought about a certain someone he cared about. He was broken out of this train of thought when a shrill scream pierced the air. Without thinking, he headed towards the origin of the noise, the back alley of a building nearly a block down, in what Hizuma just realized probably wasn't the most attractive part of town. He rounded the corner to see a female, clothes rent and dirty, compliments of the two men kneeling beside here, one forcing her legs apart while the other held a knife to her jugular. "Are you so low you have to stoop down to violation to satisfy your carnal, lecherous desires?" Hizuma asked calmly, an icy look on his face.
"Screw you man, we just needed a relief.... uhh, bro, we need to get outta here" the knife-wielding would-be rapist started to say looked up before noticing Hizuma's Sand Village Jounin flak jacket and headband, and quickly changing his line of conversation. "And just who do you think you are invading our fun, hmm?" the second asked, holding their victim's arms down as he turned and looked. This was all it took, Hizuma's hand went for a small pouch at his waist and flung two quick handfuls of its contents: dense, heavy metal sand and shavings, at the two. The armed assailent dropped the knife and almost tripped over his own feet as he stumbled up and ran for the fence, while the second yelled in frustration, releasing his prize and turning to face Hizuma. He started forward as a charge against the Sand shinobi, only to trip of the iron sand, which had formed strong bands in front of his legs. The remainder of the sand formed shackles around the would-be rapist, binding him in place. Hizuma walked towards him, removing another handful of iron sand, forming fun, geometrical shapes with it as he used his foot to turn over the brute. "You want to know what I feel should happen to rapists?" he asked, releasing the sape the sand was in only for it to form a heavy, solid tennis ball sized orb. A few quick thuds with the orb and girlish screams could be heard the next block over as the metal tennis ball cracked the family jewels...
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Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 3:28 pm
]Name: Masamune Kuroi
Rank: Shooting for jounin if allowed (but i'll do the whole academy student if told to)
Village: cloud
Rp sample with this demon: Five Tails (Gobi) Hokou
The cold crisp air blowing through the dark plains. The land was barren due to the harsh battles from years past. A perfect location for a final duel between old friends now enemies. A spout the erected from the death of a loved one. Kuroi had sinned that day, and because of that he had accepted this one last duel. To honor his old companion. In the distance a shadow walked over his stride powerful, his shoulders haunched forward. Yea he was all business. As to expected, a death was to be seen tonight.
"I see you've made it safely." Kuroi said speaking first.
"....." His opponent gave him no response, it would seem no words would be spoken and though Kuroi had expected as such he it still stung him in his chest.
Coming into the light of the full moon, Kuroi's opponents appearance became visible. He was a young male, in his early twenties, cool blue eyes covered by like black, lush bangs, that flowed along with his long hair. He wore a traditional black yukata, with two odachi's kept within his crimson sash at the right. He kept his hands hidden within his sleeves, yet it was clear his only weapons was those at his waist. Kuroi took a step into the light as well to reveal himself. His outfit was far from traditional, a black leather trenchcoat, accessorized with belts and fur. The right half tore off, leaving his shoulder down to his waist bare. His pants were slimming but loose enough so that it didn't reveal the detail of his legs. On his hips was a thick brown belt that held two blades, one on each side while on his back was on blade on it own. Each blade had a inscription on the hilt, marking it with his trade mark sign but better known as his bijju's sealing mark. Which could also be found on his left pectoral.
"Before we begin I want you to know I am..."
"Sorry?! Kuroi you've taken from me my beloved and you believe that by aplogizing that you shall be forgiven?" The male responed the agony his voice as visible as daylight on clear sky. "You're a cursed man a sin to this land. I shall purge you and the beast that dwells inside."
"Then let us both pray you are able to back up what you claim. Old friend." Reaching for both blades at his hip, he unsheaths them and slams them together at the hilt. A click, is heard symboling the unison of his weapon as he rushes forward at the male. The male responds by doing the same, rushing at kuroi with both his odachi's in his grasp. Their blades clash and for a second they seem match but with a single spark, a flame erupts around one edge of kuroi's duel edge staff. The male leaps back in response as Kuroi takes the offensive swinging the flames forward forming a wave of flame. He then extinguishes the flames on his blade as cocks his right hand back keeping his weapon in his right and thrusts forward, sending a gust of wind to propell the flames forward and increase their size. The male quickly stabs his blades into the ground to begin hand signs but Kuroi wouldn't give him the opportunity. Switching his weapon to his left hand he grabs the ground and presses down. The ground begins to crack beneath him. He tosses his weapon into the air and does a quick string of handsigns and presses down on the crack. A small tremor results forcing the male to loose his balance and the flames to consume him. He falls backwards and rolls along the ground to extinguish the flames but Kuroi is far from done. He strings along another row of handsigns and raises his right hand up while keeping his left leveled at his chest. A whirlpool of water rushes from behind him at slams against the male eradicating the flames and slightly altering the landscape from a grassland to small marsh (only in the immediate area). The male slowly rose to his feet, his breathing heavy and his body a mess. He reached for his blades, his determination to win in his eyes.
Kuroi's duel edge staff came flying back down from the air and he quickly caught it, severing the twin blades and sheathed them in their propper places. He placed his hand over his shoulder reaching for the blade on his back. Pulling it from its sheath, over his shoulder to reveal a long odachi. The blade shimmered in the moonlight. It was time that he finished this, he never dragged out fights as this, it was time he reunited those that he had unfairly sepperated. Holding his odachi in his left hand he raised his right hand over his face, creating a single handsign and lightning sparked around the blade. The male let out one last prideful roar before charging forward, while Kuroi stood there taking his dragonfly stance; holding the blade straight up while keeping the dominant arm bent and slight over the lower half of the face. When the male came with in range, Kuroi side stepped his strike and slashed his upward diagonally acroosed the chest. When the blade made contact, the male's wet body caught the full force of the electricity which flowed from his body into the now wet land. Creating show of lighting. Kuroi kept a circular flow going through his body so when his own lightning came towards him it went in then right back out.
When the male fell to his knees Kuroi sheathed his blade on his back and caught him before he could fall completely.
"K-Kuro.....you b*****d...." The male said.
"I release you from your earthly form may you find peace with your beloved in the afterllife. Entei, my old friend." Kuroi let his old friend pass over before laying him down. He placed Entei's blades in his grasp and crossed his arms over his chest. Placing his hand to the earth, he created a burriel, a skill he'd become accustomed to over the years. When he stood up he turned his back to his old friend and walked away. It was strange that Entei chose this place as their final battle field. The place where they first fought.
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Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 4:14 pm
Name/ Rai Uchiha Rank/ Academy Student Village/ Hidden Leaf Bloodline-Clan/ Uchiha Rp sample with this Bloodline-Clan/
Rai watched the combatants in front of him fight it out. 'Sharingan' His thoughts commanded and the doujutsu had appeared in his eyes. He was attempting to copy the techniques of the combatants in front of him. He watched, and watched, attempting to copy the techniques before him. His chakra was draining slowly though from the use of his Sharingan. He could feel the energy slipping away. It had just formed for him, but it was a bit difficult to maintain. He began to imagine what it would be like, having to maintain his sharingan in battle. But he knew, the more he could develop, the more his body could handle the small strain and eventually he would learn how to control his chakra. For now, it didn't matter, this was an open match, a chance to learn something to get ahead of the class. If he failed he would just have to contiune to push himself.
((and.. my rpc would've failed at copying anything.))
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Posted: Mon Dec 27, 2010 8:12 pm
Hizuma the Troublesome Name: Hizuma Higa
Rank: Tentative, but shooting for Jounin
Village: Tentative, most likely Sand
Bloodline: Iron Sand
RP Sample:
A cool autumn night found Hizuma meandering about a small town nearly sixty miles from home. He was heading home form his latest A-Rank escort mission and was currently roaming the town, deep in thought about a certain someone he cared about. He was broken out of this train of thought when a shrill scream pierced the air. Without thinking, he headed towards the origin of the noise, the back alley of a building nearly a block down, in what Hizuma just realized probably wasn't the most attractive part of town. He rounded the corner to see a female, clothes rent and dirty, compliments of the two men kneeling beside here, one forcing her legs apart while the other held a knife to her jugular. "Are you so low you have to stoop down to violation to satisfy your carnal, lecherous desires?" Hizuma asked calmly, an icy look on his face.
"Screw you man, we just needed a relief.... uhh, bro, we need to get outta here" the knife-wielding would-be rapist started to say looked up before noticing Hizuma's Sand Village Jounin flak jacket and headband, and quickly changing his line of conversation. "And just who do you think you are invading our fun, hmm?" the second asked, holding their victim's arms down as he turned and looked. This was all it took, Hizuma's hand went for a small pouch at his waist and flung two quick handfuls of its contents: dense, heavy metal sand and shavings, at the two. The armed assailent dropped the knife and almost tripped over his own feet as he stumbled up and ran for the fence, while the second yelled in frustration, releasing his prize and turning to face Hizuma. He started forward as a charge against the Sand shinobi, only to trip of the iron sand, which had formed strong bands in front of his legs. The remainder of the sand formed shackles around the would-be rapist, binding him in place. Hizuma walked towards him, removing another handful of iron sand, forming fun, geometrical shapes with it as he used his foot to turn over the brute. "You want to know what I feel should happen to rapists?" he asked, releasing the sape the sand was in only for it to form a heavy, solid tennis ball sized orb. A few quick thuds with the orb and girlish screams could be heard the next block over as the metal tennis ball cracked the family jewels...
((All Donations will be given upon acceptance.))
approved after 3k is donated
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Posted: Mon Dec 27, 2010 8:15 pm
Xaumeric ]Name: Masamune Kuroi Rank: Shooting for jounin if allowed (but i'll do the whole academy student if told to) Village: cloud Rp sample with this demon: Five Tails (Gobi) Hokou The cold crisp air blowing through the dark plains. The land was barren due to the harsh battles from years past. A perfect location for a final duel between old friends now enemies. A spout the erected from the death of a loved one. Kuroi had sinned that day, and because of that he had accepted this one last duel. To honor his old companion. In the distance a shadow walked over his stride powerful, his shoulders haunched forward. Yea he was all business. As to expected, a death was to be seen tonight. "I see you've made it safely." Kuroi said speaking first. "....." His opponent gave him no response, it would seem no words would be spoken and though Kuroi had expected as such he it still stung him in his chest. Coming into the light of the full moon, Kuroi's opponents appearance became visible. He was a young male, in his early twenties, cool blue eyes covered by like black, lush bangs, that flowed along with his long hair. He wore a traditional black yukata, with two odachi's kept within his crimson sash at the right. He kept his hands hidden within his sleeves, yet it was clear his only weapons was those at his waist. Kuroi took a step into the light as well to reveal himself. His outfit was far from traditional, a black leather trenchcoat, accessorized with belts and fur. The right half tore off, leaving his shoulder down to his waist bare. His pants were slimming but loose enough so that it didn't reveal the detail of his legs. On his hips was a thick brown belt that held two blades, one on each side while on his back was on blade on it own. Each blade had a inscription on the hilt, marking it with his trade mark sign but better known as his bijju's sealing mark. Which could also be found on his left pectoral. "Before we begin I want you to know I am..." "Sorry?! Kuroi you've taken from me my beloved and you believe that by aplogizing that you shall be forgiven?" The male responed the agony his voice as visible as daylight on clear sky. "You're a cursed man a sin to this land. I shall purge you and the beast that dwells inside." "Then let us both pray you are able to back up what you claim. Old friend." Reaching for both blades at his hip, he unsheaths them and slams them together at the hilt. A click, is heard symboling the unison of his weapon as he rushes forward at the male. The male responds by doing the same, rushing at kuroi with both his odachi's in his grasp. Their blades clash and for a second they seem match but with a single spark, a flame erupts around one edge of kuroi's duel edge staff. The male leaps back in response as Kuroi takes the offensive swinging the flames forward forming a wave of flame. He then extinguishes the flames on his blade as cocks his right hand back keeping his weapon in his right and thrusts forward, sending a gust of wind to propell the flames forward and increase their size. The male quickly stabs his blades into the ground to begin hand signs but Kuroi wouldn't give him the opportunity. Switching his weapon to his left hand he grabs the ground and presses down. The ground begins to crack beneath him. He tosses his weapon into the air and does a quick string of handsigns and presses down on the crack. A small tremor results forcing the male to loose his balance and the flames to consume him. He falls backwards and rolls along the ground to extinguish the flames but Kuroi is far from done. He strings along another row of handsigns and raises his right hand up while keeping his left leveled at his chest. A whirlpool of water rushes from behind him at slams against the male eradicating the flames and slightly altering the landscape from a grassland to small marsh (only in the immediate area). The male slowly rose to his feet, his breathing heavy and his body a mess. He reached for his blades, his determination to win in his eyes. Kuroi's duel edge staff came flying back down from the air and he quickly caught it, severing the twin blades and sheathed them in their propper places. He placed his hand over his shoulder reaching for the blade on his back. Pulling it from its sheath, over his shoulder to reveal a long odachi. The blade shimmered in the moonlight. It was time that he finished this, he never dragged out fights as this, it was time he reunited those that he had unfairly sepperated. Holding his odachi in his left hand he raised his right hand over his face, creating a single handsign and lightning sparked around the blade. The male let out one last prideful roar before charging forward, while Kuroi stood there taking his dragonfly stance; holding the blade straight up while keeping the dominant arm bent and slight over the lower half of the face. When the male came with in range, Kuroi side stepped his strike and slashed his upward diagonally acroosed the chest. When the blade made contact, the male's wet body caught the full force of the electricity which flowed from his body into the now wet land. Creating show of lighting. Kuroi kept a circular flow going through his body so when his own lightning came towards him it went in then right back out. When the male fell to his knees Kuroi sheathed his blade on his back and caught him before he could fall completely. "K-Kuro.....you b*****d...." The male said. "I release you from your earthly form may you find peace with your beloved in the afterllife. Entei, my old friend." Kuroi let his old friend pass over before laying him down. He placed Entei's blades in his grasp and crossed his arms over his chest. Placing his hand to the earth, he created a burriel, a skill he'd become accustomed to over the years. When he stood up he turned his back to his old friend and walked away. It was strange that Entei chose this place as their final battle field. The place where they first fought. approved when 10k donation is reached
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Posted: Mon Dec 27, 2010 8:20 pm
Azn Shadow Specz Name/ Rai Uchiha Rank/ Academy Student Village/ Hidden Leaf Bloodline-Clan/ Uchiha Rp sample with this Bloodline-Clan/
Rai watched the combatants in front of him fight it out. 'Sharingan' His thoughts commanded and the doujutsu had appeared in his eyes. He was attempting to copy the techniques of the combatants in front of him. He watched, and watched, attempting to copy the techniques before him. His chakra was draining slowly though from the use of his Sharingan. He could feel the energy slipping away. It had just formed for him, but it was a bit difficult to maintain. He began to imagine what it would be like, having to maintain his sharingan in battle. But he knew, the more he could develop, the more his body could handle the small strain and eventually he would learn how to control his chakra. For now, it didn't matter, this was an open match, a chance to learn something to get ahead of the class. If he failed he would just have to contiune to push himself.
((and.. my rpc would've failed at copying anything.)) approved, but we don't use that system
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Posted: Mon Dec 27, 2010 11:52 pm
Name/ Kyo Uchiha
Rank/ Academy Student
Village/ Hidden Leaf
Bloodline-Clan/ Uchiha
Rp sample with this Bloodline-Clan/
Kyo was walking around the village when he saw a fight break out between two ninjas one of them from this village the other he wasnt to sure about. he looked at them his sharingan appearing he watched them making sure they didn't kill eachother. he watched them they were both fighting with eachother when the one from the other village pulled out a kunai he stepped in stopping the kunai.
the one from his village said "let me kill him" he said.
he looked at the man with a deadly look " i could just kill you both" he said "no more fighting or i might just do that now leave" he said.
"yes sir" the ninja said leaving.
he looked at the one from the other village using genjutsu " now you will go back to your village and tell them what you were doing" he said.
"yes sir" the other ninja said leaving.
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Posted: Tue Dec 28, 2010 9:07 pm
approved once 3k is donated.
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2011 3:40 am
Name/ Keon Kamori
Rank/ Academy student
Village/ Cloud village
Bloodline-Clan/ Storm release.
Rp sample with this Bloodline-Clan/ Keon had been training the technique for days, maybe weeks. He had forgotten about time. To him, Time was irrelevant. All that mattered was mastering this new Elemental release. He was wet and burned. His face and chest scorched, all off his clothes drenched with sweat and rain water. This training would pay off one day and the pain and suffering through the intense training was worth it.
He lifted his hands to the sky, the thunderous clouds roared back at his attempts to sway their motion and borrow their power. He channeled his chakra upward, not being strong enough to create the cloud himself. The cloud began to work its way slowly down. Black and full of water and electrical charges it swirled around his body in a ring. From their he implemented an equal amount of both water and lightning chakra. Both hands extended fully at his sides the cloud began to pulse and grow until it was twice its original size.
The black cloud was ready and it pulsed with electricity and the water inside shone brightly like a gem from within giving the ring an almost artistic flare. With a quick burst of chakra he was able to send five beams of electricity out of the cloud all heading out in separate directions. He then controlled them to bring them back and meet directly above his head a few feet and a good distance up away from him to avoid any danger.
(Will donate on approval.)
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Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2011 6:14 am
Name/ Tsukino Kazuki
Rank/ Chunin
Village/ Kirigakure
Rp sample with this demon/ Two Tails(Nibi)
There had been much fighting recently more than Tsukino could remember there being in a long time, but right now it was
She had been very stressed but it wasnt anything she couldnt handle on the other hand as a junchurikii it was more than she should have to handle. Deep in the back of her mind she could hear the echo of the Nibi some times taunting her and other times being annoying. Tsukino almost wanted to laugh and the other part of her wanted to cry.
An anbu slipped silently in behind her, " Is it as bad as we thought?" "yes" "I see... I know what to do."
The conversation was breif and just and just as quickly the anbu was gone leaving Tsukino alone again, tsukino felt the demon within her purr with delight at the comming battle, she mused slightly as she spoke to it, 'no, not yet.. soon I pomise.' The demon settled but only sligtly as it slowly let it's chakra flow and mix with Tsukinos'.
''were going to play' she thought to the Nibi making it delightful with excitement and for several moments a new calm came over her as she left her chambers and went to the battle field.
Tsukino had long since learned to control the nibi as a Chunin it had been required of her. Releacing the seal a monsterours flow of chakra left her and took shape close by it was the cat demon.
They let loose all kinds of jutsu but non seemed to hold off the nibi or even detear it from its path. Things raged on this way untill the sun had compleatly set and now there was an eerie stilness as the Nibi gathered its chakras and fired that chakra into the area that the enemy had been in cause several screams to pearce the night.
Satisfyed that she had gotten her message across Tsukino had once again sealed the Nibi and returned to her room waiting a further annoucement from the anbu and Kage.
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Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2011 4:33 pm
Keon Kamori Name/ Keon Kamori Rank/ Academy student Village/ Cloud village Bloodline-Clan/ Storm release. Rp sample with this Bloodline-Clan/ Keon had been training the technique for days, maybe weeks. He had forgotten about time. To him, Time was irrelevant. All that mattered was mastering this new Elemental release. He was wet and burned. His face and chest scorched, all off his clothes drenched with sweat and rain water. This training would pay off one day and the pain and suffering through the intense training was worth it. He lifted his hands to the sky, the thunderous clouds roared back at his attempts to sway their motion and borrow their power. He channeled his chakra upward, not being strong enough to create the cloud himself. The cloud began to work its way slowly down. Black and full of water and electrical charges it swirled around his body in a ring. From their he implemented an equal amount of both water and lightning chakra. Both hands extended fully at his sides the cloud began to pulse and grow until it was twice its original size. The black cloud was ready and it pulsed with electricity and the water inside shone brightly like a gem from within giving the ring an almost artistic flare. With a quick burst of chakra he was able to send five beams of electricity out of the cloud all heading out in separate directions. He then controlled them to bring them back and meet directly above his head a few feet and a good distance up away from him to avoid any danger. (Will donate on approval.) approved
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Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2011 4:33 pm
Tsukino16 Name/ Tsukino Kazuki Rank/ Chunin Village/ Kirigakure Rp sample with this demon/ Two Tails(Nibi) There had been much fighting recently more than Tsukino could remember there being in a long time, but right now it was She had been very stressed but it wasnt anything she couldnt handle on the other hand as a junchurikii it was more than she should have to handle. Deep in the back of her mind she could hear the echo of the Nibi some times taunting her and other times being annoying. Tsukino almost wanted to laugh and the other part of her wanted to cry. An anbu slipped silently in behind her, " Is it as bad as we thought?" "yes" "I see... I know what to do." The conversation was breif and just and just as quickly the anbu was gone leaving Tsukino alone again, tsukino felt the demon within her purr with delight at the comming battle, she mused slightly as she spoke to it, 'no, not yet.. soon I pomise.' The demon settled but only sligtly as it slowly let it's chakra flow and mix with Tsukinos'. ''were going to play' she thought to the Nibi making it delightful with excitement and for several moments a new calm came over her as she left her chambers and went to the battle field. Tsukino had long since learned to control the nibi as a Chunin it had been required of her. Releacing the seal a monsterours flow of chakra left her and took shape close by it was the cat demon. They let loose all kinds of jutsu but non seemed to hold off the nibi or even detear it from its path. Things raged on this way untill the sun had compleatly set and now there was an eerie stilness as the Nibi gathered its chakras and fired that chakra into the area that the enemy had been in cause several screams to pearce the night. Satisfyed that she had gotten her message across Tsukino had once again sealed the Nibi and returned to her room waiting a further annoucement from the anbu and Kage. demon is in use
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Posted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 2:29 am
((Means someone already has the demon.))
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