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 Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2006 3:00 pm
Picho got the sea water out of his ears, and dusted himself off. He didnt know where he was, but it had to have been somewhere in Japan. He wandered from the beach into the city. He was looking for something. Information on Serum 45, the thing that impowered the gready Inu clan and wrecked everything he knew and loved.
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Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2006 1:25 pm
(occ.. ah, i have finally figured out what prp, and orp mean. This is ment to to be ORP.)
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 11:20 pm
He walked around town, and walked around some more. Something lingered in the air, like a fart in an elevator. While he didnt know the exact city he was in, he knew that there was something he was missing. Sitting down at a tea house, he ordered a bowl of ramen. While it strangly isnt customary in japanese tea houses, esspecially during lunch time, he received a fortune cookie.
Inside wasnt a usual "Something good will come to you if you make it" but rather an address.
<1815 Yokomoto lane..>
On nothing else to go on, he went to find this address.
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Posted: Thu Aug 24, 2006 4:47 pm
Picho walked up to the address. Or rather, he followed a cat that showed up shortly after reading the strange fortune cookie. Its collor had the same address as the one he was seeking. After meeting the cat, he asked it if it could show him the way home. And sure enough, he was here.
The cat hopped up into a small bucket, some machinery suddenly whrilled and he dissappered over the edge of the room. Picho was at a loss, There was no way he could scale the shops smooth wall from the front here. Maybe if there was windows, or a nearby pole, then he could do something. So he walked around the shops to the back to see what he could find there.
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 9:12 pm
Picho kept walking down the shops, He passed by five shops already. Where was the back ally to the shop? As he walked he didn't notice the looming figures appearing on the tops of the buildings. The Karasu Clan (Raven Clan) is on the scene.
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Posted: Sat Aug 26, 2006 4:20 pm
The Karasu Clan wore black feathered robes. Their particular trade mark however was the wing like gliders they used. Feather and Ceramic Karasu masks covered thier face, giving them an almost Crow like look. Much like the Kitsune and Neko clans, the Karasu were swift and quite.
However unlike them, Karasu lived up to their name by being scavangers. However, they had more of an Intrest this time in a certian ninja invading thier territory.
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Posted: Mon Aug 28, 2006 2:03 am
And with a a flash, The Karasu Clan pounced onto Picho, Black feathers sprawled everywhere. It was like a giant storm of feathers. With in several moments, the Clan came, and they left, taking Picho with them.
His head was in such a whirl as he has not recovered from the several injuries he has faced before that he was unable to defend himself. Dispite being one of the best trained ninja's in the Neko-Kitsune Clans, He was only good at escaping alive rather then fighting.
He didnt know how long he was out, nor if he even was knocked out. All he remembered was the eternal blackness.
And a name...
what was the name? He felt he had heard it before. Something called it to him, but what?
The next thing he knew he was awake again in some mysterious place, fully robed, but.. something was new. A pair of jet black wings now covered his back. Panicking that something happened him, he began pulling on the wings, only to find they were one of the Karasu Clans gliders. Thinking about them, he remembered something, something dealing with flight and weightlessness. The very thought of it turned him green with a pshedo motion sickeness.
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