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 Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2011 8:11 pm
The entrance to the DWMA school!
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2011 8:50 pm
 ★Giota Sickek★♦~Chains with Blades~♦♠ Weapon | Chainsaw | Careless ♠▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄▀ ▄Giota looked around in the school entrance, he sat on a small contcrete wall, his ipod playing and one headphone in his left ear. He tapped his head to a song he was listening to music. His three band members around him standing with there arms crossed. Len had a toque on and was looking at various people as they entered the school, his hoodie and his jeans made him look good, but he surely wasn't a ladies man. Ren was looking at her nails then filing them trying to fix them. She wore a White shirt with a loose purple tie and a black and purple skirt with Stockings on. She was going for a goth kind of look and everyone knew about it... Then there was Ken, he wore giant glasses and a vest on with black pants. Giota sat there a bit in front of them all. Watching as other Freshman passed him and there group... "Wow... what a bunch of Melvins..." he said as he looked at all of the odd kids walking in... On his chest was a small nametag all new students had them... his said "Hello! I am a... Weapon." ▀▄ ▀▄ ▀▄ ▀▄ ▀▄ ▀▄ ▀▄ ▀▄ ▀▄ ▀▄ ▀▄ ▀▄ ▀▄ ▀▄ ▀▄ ▀Band MembersLen__________Ren__________Ken  
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2011 8:56 pm
 ɣuji ✩ ʑanzaki Ϩtar ✩ 2.0 ▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁
↪ The day seemed as if it would be nice. A nice breeze blew past him, it had him puzzled. How could win blow in a place with so much buildings. His head started to move around in endless circles as his body followed. His eyes halved open, and dimmed like a lost little puppy. Some many thoughts had rushed through his mind, as thoughts of the great Black Star from the books rushed into his mind. His dimmed eyes seemed to brighten a little as he realized this was the place where his idol lived. As he stopped spinning, he was pointed directly towards the stairs to the DWMA. Taking a step forward he came to slip on the first stair, landing face first. He quickly brought his head up in agony as he grabbed his nose, that seemed to be leaking blood. Not expecting something like this He got up and started to walk up the stairs at a normal yet eccentric pace. Making it to the area before the school grounds he smiled as the blood seemed to come to a stop. Searching around in his pocket he seemed to have an handkerchief, which he used to wipe off the extra blood that was still running down his lips. Wiping off the blood, he put the handkerchief into his back pocket. As he looked around he didn't seem to see anyone in the vast area of the school entrance/grounds. Turing around, he looked down the staircase. Thinking, if he should just sit there and wait. Pondering the thought he sat anyways with out thinking about it. He decided to wait and see if anyone would come this way, maybe he could try and bypass his shyness and make at least one new friend. Taking out a Black and Teal colored sharpie, he wrote his first and last name in black. A star in the middle with the teal sharpie. and Star 2.0 at the bottom of that. saying his name aloud "Yuji Zanzaki aka Star ✩2.0." ↩
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"To surpass a godly level was a goal accomplished by only one."
"I can only hope to one day be compared to his greatness"
✩2.0
Partner: Partner-less
Total Points: 3
Word Count This Post:339
Total Word Count:339
Points Gained This Post:3
OOC:Wheee intro : D
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2011 9:19 pm
 Valentine Kyrie
Weapon "Never give your reasons,
for your judgement will probably be right,"
__________________________________________ A great monstrosity loomed before her. It was like nothing she had ever faced before, this school. Just the very vibes were enough to get her hyped. Not long ago, she had left her home. For how long, who knew. Valentine had never left Scotland before. More accurately, she had never even set foot outside of Coatbridge. And now, here she was, in a completely different country in some city called "Death City" about to live on her own. Someone had literally come and dumped adulthood onto her shoulders. And it felt so wonderful! Never before had Val been independent of her parents, and now she was here, on her own, and there was nothing that they could do about it! The thought was enough to make her chuckle, as it would any normal teenager. Of course, leaving home was not on her list of priorities. But it didn't hurt nonetheless. Without another word, Val stepped up to the front of the school and prepared herself for whatever would come. Surely, her adventure would be great. And it all started here, now!
There was a small table in front of the school. Someone looking extremely bored was sitting there, and when Val stepped up he looked her up and down. Truthfully, it made her feel self-conscious, as if something was wrong with how she appeared. The outfit she wore was the same as the one she had left Scotland in: a skirt, shoes, shirt, etc. Maybe it was her bag... Before she had left, her parents gave her a bag with a ridiculously large United Kingdoms flag on it. As if outright having a sign that says, "I'm British!"... Or a poser. Either way, it was not exactly how Val wanted to appear at this new school. She had asked her parents why a United Kingdoms flag, why not a Scottish flag if they so obviously wanted the world to know that she was a foreigner. They had simply replied with the phrase Val had heard all to often throughout her childhood: "Scottish by blood, British by law, Highlander by the grace of God." Whatever. Now, she simply stood there awkwardly until she was handed a sticker. It read "Weapon" and she was instructed to put it on her shirt front. Without saying anything, Val put it on her shirt and examined it.
For a moment, she stood there. Then she nodded simply. Now, her assignment was to find a partner. Val knew that she had to look for a person with a sticker saying "Meister" on it. Well, that was all right and all, but it appeared that for now she was the only person here. Then, she noticed some people. There was a guy, and then a guy with a bunch of people around him. Not a bunch, but three people. They apparently all knew each other, which was awkward. All around, it began to seem as though old friends were simply meeting up again. Another sigh. Valentine felt that her best option may be to simply go to her house and wait out until another day to find a partner. Today was just too hectic. She was so engrossed in this thought that she was completely oblivious to the wall which she ran into. Though she staggered back, Val didn't allow herself to fall and simply stood up and brushed herself off. The person at the table was giving her a funny look, and so she glared back at him. He shrugged and continued handing out name-tags.
Whatever. Valentine started to walk away when a figure came out of nowhere. He seemed like a total prat, but still he blocked her way. Idiot. It was a bit irritating to be stopped by such a person, and so Val said simply, "Excuse me." Her voice was lathered in a Scottish accent. Anywhere in Britain, people would have known she was Scottish. But in most other places, she had been told to be prepared for people automatically assuming that she was English. Because in most other places Val knew that they were less culturally aware. Hopefully here would be more different. The guy shrugged. Val furrowed her brow. "I'm a Meister…" he pointed to his own nametag, which said as much, "You're a weapon. We should get together." Valentine sighed. He knew exactly what type of person this was, especially by the group of followers he had behind him. Though he was almost a foot taller than she, Valentine said simply, "I'm sorry, but you look like a idiot and I don't want to be associated with that type of person." With a sweet smile, Valentine brushed past them and continued on her way. That guy, and his followers, all seemed completely shocked. They thought that she would be easy prey, and as such they must not know Val.
As she was about to leave, Val figured that it would be best to wait here. Simply, she sat a bit away from the crowd and pulled out a manga chapter from her bag. In her bag, she had everything that she would need: manga, Xbox, games, money. The necessities of life. Sitting here, Val figured that maybe, just maybe, someone would come up to her. It would make life all that easier, but at the same time it was doubtful. Plus, if she just wandered around undoubtedly she would meet more slackers like those before and it would just end up being miserable. There were probably more of them out there, and they would probably drop out after a few days. Which was for the best because, ultimately, it meant that Val wouldn't have to deal with them whether or not she found a partner today.
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but your reasons
almost certainly will be wrong."
~Lord Mansfield
Word Count: 957
Level Word Count: 957
Total Word Count: 957
OOC: It's less than 1000!
Hahaha!
(Was going to say under 9000, but that's a bit of a given)
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Posted: Thu Feb 17, 2011 10:54 pm
[ No one deserves to be lonely... ]  Aᴜᴛᴜᴍɴ Cʟᴀʀᴋᴇ
Wᴇᴀᴘᴏɴ
Autumn didn't know what to do next. She was looking up the massive staircase, staring at the massive building known as DMWA. She had heard many stories of the place but didn't expect it to look like this. Her black hair flowed in the wind as she made her way up the many stairs to the school. She was fascinated by the building's structure and what adventures she could encounter. She wanted to know about the other people that went there before her- what could happen if she stayed there long enough. Step by step, she as starting to get tired a bit and she hated that. Curse her lack of stamina, but what could she do about it?
Once she had made it to the top, she sighed, looking around the area. She felt a bit ridiculous wearing a name tag identifying her as a weapon, but what did it matter. She was worrying about wether or not that she would get a meister or not. Someone that could handle her weapon form with ease or enough practice. She doubted that anyone would be that kind of meister. Maybe she should just leave now, but what other choice did she have? It's better than not trying at all. She ripped off her name tag, writing down her name as well. Maybe that would be easier for people to know what her name was too. Wᴏʀᴅ Cᴏᴜɴᴛ: 239 Tᴏᴛᴀʟ Wᴏʀᴅ Cᴏᴜɴᴛ: 239 Cᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛ Pᴀʀᴛɴᴇʀ: None for the moment Wᴇᴀᴘᴏɴ Fᴏʀᴍ: Two-handed Sword[ ...Even if they are an enemy. ]
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Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2011 4:50 pm
A man dressed in a tattered black suit with a tail on the back of it. The man was wearing a mask with the romanji for Shinigami written on it. It was mysterious how he could see through a mask that covered his upper face. To add comparison his black suit, he has mid length bright red hair that is tied back in a neat tuck ponytail. The man put his right arm across his stomach, and did a nice neat bow to the students who were walking towards the entrance. He was standing at the top of the stairs. "Welcome Welcome. Weapons, Meisters..." He brought his right hand to his mouth, and let out a little cough. "I am....Lord Death." He said blankly as he brought his left hand to his head, and began to scratch. He whispered something to his left side, that might not be hard by the new students. "I'm no good at speeches....Maybe I should of prepared something ahead of time. Ohh....Being cursed as a procrastinator of the modern age. TV, Internet, and Video Games.How is any soul supposed to get any work done?" He said as he finally finished his quiet monologue with audience's was really no one in particular, of course no one could hear it. Hopefully, no one could hear it.
After the strange looks from the new students after taking a long, and awkward pause for his Soliloquy. He brought his right hand to his mouth again, and let another cough out, a nervous tick of his when making speeches. "Let me start again, if you will allow me. I'm Lord death, but you may call my Shinigami, Shinigami-san, Shiny, Gami, Death, Lord, or just Shin." He said as he was yammering a little bit too much with the nick names, and might come off as a little weird. "Welcome to Death Weapon Meister Academy, or DWMA, or you could call it Shibusen." He said as he put his finger up to his left temple as he was thinking. "But, you first years probably already knew that when you registered." He said as he had a bead of sweat coming down his forehead as he was often nervous around new students. Even though this event happens once a year, he still hasn't gotten use to it, the new crowds of faces.
"Ok, You see around you. Some of you have tags that say weapons, and some of you have tags that say Meisters." He said as he pointed to his chest, where most of the students should of had these tags on, somewhere on their clothing. "If you see anyone you like, or may see yourself being a compatible partner with. I suggest you introduce your self to them. He said as he brought his two indexes to his face, and used hem to move his lips to a smile. "Don't be so deadpan, this is a party." He said as he looked down at them. "Smile!, Be happy, live your youth up." He said as he pointed towards the school's entrance. "There's a feast in the cafeteria for all of the new first year students. Who doesn't like feasts?" He said as he looked down to the ground with his hand on his chin in a thinking position. "Who doesn't like feasts?" He asked himself quietly. "Maybe agoraphobics, Animals that were cooked up for this feast, or PETA?" He said looked back up as he noticed he has another spaced out moment. He suddenly looked back up nervously, as his left hand was stroking the back of his head. "Will you please make your way to the cafeteria at your own convience?" He said nervously.
Wc=619 Twc=619
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Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2011 5:18 pm
ɣuji ✩ ʑanzaki Ϩtar ✩ 2.0 ▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁
↪ Looking down at the graffiti that was his name. He smiled but only faintly, a few people had walked up the staircase already. They seemed like they had a destination and knew where they were to expected to be. Taking one last glance at the art, he got up from the step he was sitting on, dusting his bum off, he set off to the table where everyone was getting the name tags. On the way there, some many people came and went. In about every direction that Yuji could spin in. Finally reaching the table, he grabbed a name tag that said 'Hello,my name is and Im a Meister'. Grabbing it he wrote his name down in a graffiti art style. Smiling at his new work of art he pasted it to his hoodie. Yuji, had started to walk around the entrance again, where seemingly endless amounts of people poured into. As he proceeded he would always be stopped, and asked if he would like to partner up with some random stranger. Simply shrugging and walking away, he didn't mean to be rude it was just that it was hard for him to talk to new people. Especially complete strangers that didn't even seem like they had all that much power, or at least a decent amount of it. But who know maybe they would be able to become a death-scythe with someone better that Yuji himself. But, he knew deep down that wouldn't ever be the case, for his whole goal was to be like his idol. as this topic came to mind Yuji drifted into a day-dream. Of the faithful day when he becomes as great as his Idol. Not, paying attention he hadn't noticed the crowd of people that he ran into. They seemed like smug punks who got a kick out of messing with people who seemed or looked weaker that themselves. Instantly snapping out of his trance or as the better term day-dream. He came to looking at a muscular chest, looking up with his half-open dimmed eyes. He said "I'm sorry" softly as he turned in the other direction and ran off. Looking back it seemed as if they had just disappeared, besides Yuji didn't want to get into a fight now and then ruin his chance of getting a partner. He would never want that, looking ahead Yuji saw a girl with BROWN hair, who was read a manga. She seemed to have a no-bullshit aura. She seemed to be strong, something Yuji was looking for. He had decided to try and talk to her, he slowly started to walk up to her. Clenching his fist over and over again every step of the way. Just doubting in his mind how bad the confrontation would go. Shaking his head slightly. He finally made it to her, tapping her left shoulder lightly, as he said softly "Um, excuse me ma'am. But I would like to ask you a question?" looking at the back of her head. His eye's seemed to look a little more dim than usual. ↩
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"To surpass a godly level was a goal accomplished by only one."
"I can only hope to one day be compared to his greatness"
✩2.0
Partner: Partner-less
Total Points: 8
Word Count This Post:514
Total Word Count:853
Points Gained This Post:5
OOC:Wheee~~btw damn still not close to 900+
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Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2011 5:30 pm
★Giota Sickek★
♦~Chains with Blades~♦
♠ Weapon | Chainsaw | Careless ♠
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Giota watched as people began to pour into the front of the school, he sat the and waved off his band members, but they had already left for some reason... He began to scan the area and saw a boy coming up the stairs. He fell and hurt his lip, Giota chuckled and laughed out loud at him Pointing also, it seemed like more people Giota looked around, seeing the people stare at him and whispering things in there ears "Wow, what a jerk" "What an insensitive person" "How rude.." Giota finished his can of coke and crushed the can in his hand. He then proceeded to throw it at the various people that may be his future Meister or partner... but he didn't care, he wasn't here to become a Death Scythe, or have a partner... He was here so he'd have some place to stay and live, because his home sucked...
He then saw a girl sitting to the side, she had a book and seemed to read it with increased detail... he began to scan the area more seeing a girl who seemed to be writing her name on the tag as well.. He stood up and stretched as students began to crowd around a single person. He seemed to be important. He walked over to the crowd simple pushing people out of his way and looked at all of the people as they gave him disgusted looks. He put his hands in his pockets and he watched the man with a mask speak. When he mentioned his various names, he raised one hand and mimicked talking with it. "Blah, Blah blah..." He seemed to give the man in the black cloak a blank stare "W'ever... I get free food..."
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Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2011 5:51 pm
Valentine Kyrie
Weapon "Never give your reasons,
for your judgement will probably be right,"
__________________________________________ Someone tapped her on the back of the shoulder. Instantly, Val closed her manga and turned around. The chapter was left on her lap, and one could tell that right now she was reading a sports manga, Eyeshield 21. She wasn't super into sports manga, but one of her American Xbox friends had recommended the series to her. With how many different volumes she had with her, and with that lovely little piece of plastic her parents had given her (oh, the blessed credit card) it would be a while before she ran out of manga. Not only that, but in addition to her manga there were the Xbox games. And in all honesty, one could tell a lot about her just from looking at her: manga + Xbox (can't see her Xbox right now, but it was still with her) + British flag = Valentine in a nutshell. Then again, maybe it would be unwise to judge someone based upon their material interests alone. After all, you could love any number of manga series or Xbox games and be totally different from someone who enjoys the same things.
Anyways, that was all good and fine but for now she simply looked him up and down. If she were to guess, he was about 15 centimeters taller than she. Of course, Valentine was not the tallest person and this did not come off as much of a surprise. He also appeared to be Japanese, which was a bit new to Val. Other than the occasional British Japanese, she never saw a Japanese person before (oh, how isolated her childhood was). Looking at his nametag, she saw that he was a meister. Since they were both here right now, with nametags, one could assume that they were both Freshman. Also, since he was a meister, it could be assumed that he might be coming over to ask her to be his partner, as the last had. Hopefully, he wouldn't be as arrogant as the last, else she would probably have to go postal on the spot. And, at least in Scotland, going postal at school was frowned upon. Who knew, in this society, whether things would be the same. Still, it wouldn't leave a very good impression. First impressions matter most, after all.
Immediately, he addressed her as "ma'am" and Val's face flushed. She hoped that she didn't look that old, because if there was one thing that horrified a girl was to seem as though they were old enough to be called "ma'am" by someone their own age. Valentine coughed into her right fist to clear her throat and said, while still blushing slightly, "I do not mean to be rude, but we are the same age and I would prefer if you did not address me as "ma'am"..." she trailed off, trying to address him by name. He had a nametag on, but his name was written in an illegible style of graffiti kanji. Not only could Val not read kanji, but she had some difficulties with graffiti as well. So, she simply trailed off awkwardly and did not address him by name. Frankly, there was worse that she could have done than not address him by name.
As she trailed off, a man in a cloak began to speak. While Val didn't move, she casually looked over and listened to him, briefly forgetting about the young meister nearby. All she heard was "cafeteria" and her stomach began to gurgle. Of course, she did understand the rest of what he said. Apparently, that man, Lord Death, was kinda like the head master here. It would be important to treat him with proper respect, but at the same time he seemed like a pretty nice bloke. Then, he mentioned something about finding a partner and her mind strayed back to that pleasant meister fellow who had just introduced himself to her. But the first issue was food. The last time she ate was the airport... In Scotland. It had been more than a day since she had eaten, and she was dang hungry. Placing her manga chapter back into her bag, Valentine stood up and brushed herself off. Then, she turned to the meister and smiled. "I'm going to head over to the canteen," she said simply, referring to the cafeteria, "Would you care to join me and ask me that question there? I'm quite hungry." It may seem slightly awkward to be inviting someone whom she didn't even know to eat with her, but right now she was too hungry to care. And free food was free food for someone who was hungry. While she waited for the meister to respond, and her poker face was pretty decent, it was still pretty obvious that she was hungry, and eager to get some real food (non-airport food). __________________________________________
but your reasons
almost certainly will be wrong."
~Lord Mansfield
Word Count: 808
Level Word Count: 1765
Total Word Count: 1765
OOC: BWAHAHA! 800 words mrgreen
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Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2011 6:32 pm
ɣuji ✩ ʑanzaki Ϩtar ✩ 2.0 ▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁
↪ Yuji, had let his hand fall down to his side. As the brown-haired girl had begun talking, her face was a little flushed. As she let out her strong accent. Telling him not to call her ma'am as they were the same age. Looking down for a shore moment Yuji felt as if he had done yet another thing wrong. Hearing the voice of the head master and all his alias. Yuji thought of making a new one for him, Lord Shinny. Thinking of this Yuji smirked slightly as he let it disappear quickly. As he didn't want it to be taken as offense to his new acquaintance. Yuji, had been listening to his new friend. Who had invited him to go to the 'Canteen?' with her. He just took his best guess that she meant the cafeteria after she said she was hungry. Yuji, looked at her with dimmed eyes, and smiled slightly. "Why, yes I would like to go with you" he said a little louder but it was still soft compared to others. "I, will do so" He said as he walked up to her and put his arm around her's as if she was his prom date. But this was only natural to Yuji in his home they would always walk with the women like this. He had never really seemed to learn the difference between the women of his clan, and the ones of the outside world. Looking at her he had started to pace-fully walk to the cafeteria. "By, the way my name is Yuji Zanzaki" he said softly to the brunette colored girl. ↩
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"To surpass a godly level was a goal accomplished by only one."
"I can only hope to one day be compared to his greatness"
✩2.0
Partner: Partner-less
Total Points: 11
Word Count This Post:270
Total Word Count:1123
Points Gained This Post:3
OOC:Mind fart~ Bassoon Ill rank up on the next post for sure : D
Btw Lord Gami's new name is pronounced (Shin-ee) haha
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Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2011 6:38 pm
((Exit; I'm not going to post so that you can level up in the cafeteria, with one more post than me >.>))
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Posted: Fri Feb 18, 2011 9:02 pm
[ No one deserves to be lonely... ] Aᴜᴛᴜᴍɴ Cʟᴀʀᴋᴇ
Wᴇᴀᴘᴏɴ
Autumn looked to see that Lord Death was speaking. She found it a bit humorous when he started saying such random stuff from time to time. She chuckled a bit before turning her attention back to Lord Death. When he mentioned something about finding a partner, she was a bit scared. What if she didn't even get one? What if she were to be partnerless for the rest of the year? Autumn shook her head, trying to get rid of the though. She needed to be confident in herself. She shouldn't be so negative about such things, even if she tried. She heard something about a feast and almost felt relieved. She hadn't eaten the whole day,so maybe this was a good thing. Hey, maybe she could find a partner herself! Yeah, this year was going to be great. This, she knew about.
{exit} Wᴏʀᴅ Cᴏᴜɴᴛ: 144 Tᴏᴛᴀʟ Wᴏʀᴅ Cᴏᴜɴᴛ: 393 Cᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛ Pᴀʀᴛɴᴇʀ: None for the moment Wᴇᴀᴘᴏɴ Fᴏʀᴍ: Two-handed Sword[ ...Even if they are an enemy. ]
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Posted: Sat Feb 19, 2011 9:02 pm
Gajeel slowly made his way up the enormous set of stares leading to the front of Shibusen. After several minutes of climbing, he finally reached the top coming into full view of the Shibusen Academy. He slowly began to walk forward towards the entrance looking around with mild intrest at the grand structure that was the Shibusen Academy.
"Damn stairs... Pisses me off..."
As he walked up to another set of stairs leading to the door he looked up in rage as he gripped his fists tight punching into the stone staircase and leaving a hole in the shape of his fist. He then pulled back as the stone hole crumbled and collapsed onto itself.
"What the hell is with all the damn stairs?! This is really pissing me off!"
He said as he yelled. He stood back up straight as he moved his head from side to side cracking his neck as he did. He then cracked both of his knuckles as he looked towards the top. This time he ran up the staircase until he reached the top where the door was. He cooled down a bit after realizing that there were others around. He suddenly remembered he had something he was supposed to wear. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a little white tag that read MEISTER. He then kind of reached behind his head as he tilted his head to one side as he scratched the back of his head, waiting to see what would happen next.
WC: 253
TWC: 253
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Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 3:50 pm
Jutaku Korine
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-Partner - None at the moment ------------------------------------- stare ---------------------------------------------------------------------
Walking through the gate, Jutaku watched as people continued to come in from the city. He kept walking, his stomach growling due to him having to skip breakfast to make sure he got her early for his first day.Jutaku suddenly stopped, looking up he could see Lord Death finishing his speech. Out of respect he stood there and listened to the end of the speech. As Lord Death mentioned the tags, Jutaku realized he forgot to put his on. Quickly with his left hand he reached down into his pocket and pulled it out, sticking the tag to his right chest.
After Lord Death finished talking, Jutaku began to make his way to the cafeteria, where he could get some breakfast before roaming around looking for a partner. (exit)
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