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TheBurritoBandit Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sat Jul 05, 2014 1:37 pm
Here the dead rest in peace. Family and friends come here to mourn and grieve their passing. Important shinobi and kage have their own plot away from the other graves. Each grave has a kanji, depicting their greatest trait.
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Posted: Wed Jul 30, 2014 3:53 am
Ｕ xxx Ｔ xxx Ａ xxx Ｉ
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-{ Utai was there briefly, and only to pay respects to her family before she headed down to the Raikage's office. It had been a few days since becoming genin, and her future opening up for her forever. She was... not that excited. More afraid that she would screw up and not do things correctly. Exhaling slowly, the girl traced a name with her finger before finally standing up. The grave yard was empty- but the murky dawn before her had felt like ghosts crept the place waiting for a loved one to arrive. Shivering at the thought, the young girl left with merely a single tear falling. }-
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2014 10:01 am
SHIHOBU KAZEKO ~You either die a hero, or you live long  enough to see yourself become the villain~ Shihobu entered the cemetary, her feet feeling number with each step she took. She spotted the cemetary owner digging a grave. She walked to him and stopped. He didn't even notice that she was standing there. "Excuse me," She whispered. His ears twitched and he stood up. "Excuse me, can we speak?" Shihobu said. He looked over at her and wiped the sweat from his brow. "How can I help you miss?" Shihobu could feel her fingernails breaking her skin in her balled fist. "Can you ready the grave of Hihio Tatsuyama?" The cemetary owner rolled his eyes. "Boy, get out here!" He shouted at the small building that was probably his home. Shihobu watched as a young man came out and after a swift heated conversation headed over to her grandfathers plot area and shoved his shovel into the dirt. She bowed to the cemetary owner who nodded in return before she headed out. She didn't feel like going home, anywhere but home.
Exit ☁ 120/120 ☁
¤ Ninjutsu :: ■□□□□
¤ Genjutsu :: ■□□□□
¤ Hand Seal Skill :: ■□□□□
¤ Intelligence :: ■■■■□
¤ Taijutsu :: ■■■□□
¤ Bukijutsu :: ■■■□□
¤ Strength :: ■■■□□
¤ Speed :: ■■■□□
¤ Reflexes :: ■■■□□
¤ Endurance :: ■■■□□ "I believe in my nindo,
even as I watch the world from my position as it's shadow,
even as I see their smiling faces
as I watch others grow stronger each day
and see the painful regrets of being too weak,
I believe that power is a seed of grief, that each ninja,
myself included, takes upon themselves,
they make the decision to possibly one day lose themselves
in that desire for strength, even if they don't realize it yet." -Shihobu Kazeko
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2014 8:01 pm
 ................................................................................................................. ███████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████ [ A different body, and a different mind. The unknown figure appeared and disappeared from the graveyard before the highest leaf could fall from the lowest tree. The place was full of negative energy, but seeing as there was no humanoid being within the premises he left without going over his initial goal. ]
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