Jim_Hawking

Work-Related stupid: Threaten General Manager and put my fist through a solid wooden door. General Stupid: Walk into step-sister's room without pants on. I thought the were there, I honestly did. Of course, they were a few sizes too big, but still...

It all seemed like some kind of dream, or at least I wanted it to be. I found myself doubled over a branch, wondering how it was that I ended up there. Speaking of which...who was I? I reached for my wallet, but quickly found out that it wasn't there. Turns out, I put it in my duffel bag not soon after take off. So much for that idea. I slid my way down the tree, careful to mind my newly screwed up ankle. Upon reaching the ground, I saw a puddle of clouded water. I figured I might remember my name I could see my face. Upon looking into it, I remembered that the fair-skinned guy with the dark-brown combed back (corporate-style as he calls it) hair looking back at me was named Mason. "Well how 'bout that..." I tried to stand up, but the toll of the recent events was a bit too much for my 6'7 frame and I collapsed under my own weight. Hell, I was only 175 lbs, that should been nothing for a healthy 26 year-old, right? Wrong. I took a quick survey of my surroundings and saw trees...lots and lots of f***ing jungle trees. I thought I heard waves in the back ground, but I chalked that up to the incident at first. But...after a while and I made a little sense of some of the things that were happening, I realized that I wasn't hearing things. Those were actual waves... "No way..." I started hobbling towards the sound of the waves. My other injuries weren't that bad, a few lacerations...brusied rib...nothing major, so I was able to get to the beach without much trouble. I saw what looked to be a group of other survivors from the incident and hesitently made my way over to them...something in my gut said that they weren't to be trusted. But I really couldn't afford to not get involved with them, right? ______________________________________ (Personality: Leary of other people upon first contact, fairly balanced as far as optimism/pessimism. Though, he's also very skeptical. Sorry, if it's not quite up to par...and the past tense'll vanish once this actually begins. I just found that way to be a bit easier to work with for the snippet.

Name: Jinto Yotsuda Age: 29 Gender: Male Nationality: Japanese Appearence: [url="http://www.animegalleries.net/albums/media/66/eva_nerv055.jpg"]http://www.animegalleries.net/albums/media/66/eva_nerv055.jpg[/url] Personality: Charismatic, a little Stuborn, and a little Lecherous Occupation: Mid-Level Management (Good Pay) Biography: After being born into an average family, attending average schools, and landing an average job. Jinto looked to find an average place to stay, as it turned out however...the Daminoru Apartments are anything but average. He has accepted this fact with dignity and remains to occupy room number 9 in the abnormal complex, just because he finds most of the other tenants amusing. Characters Intrests: Making sure rent is one month ahead, card games, occasionally attempting to peek in on the female tenants Room number: 9

Ky pierced the right eye of a charging minotaur with a throwing dagger, causing it stumble and fall at his feet. "EAT THIS, BITCH!!!" Ky screamed as he delivered a coup de grace killing blow to the helpless fiend. "Now I wish I hadn't been so nice to those damned losers!!!" He felt the ground rumble as another minotaur's lifeless corpse fell behind him. "Pay more attention, Rouge." Jura said. "I'm trying! There's just more enemies than I'm used to!" As he's trying to fight them off, one minotaur gets a lucky shot in and sends Ky into the back of the cave wall. "Wanna try that again, punk?" Ky staggers to his feet, wiping a fresh trickle of blood from his mouth. "Anyone spare a cure spell?" He blocked another attack with his rapier. "Focus, Ky!" Shea'ann yelled. "Please don't make me use one of the [i]wishes[/i] in the ring." She prayed quietly to herself.

"So, who was that?" Jason spun around quickly to see Sol standing in the doorway. "No one you need to concern yourself with." "Now, see...that just makes someone like me want to know more, but you don't look like the betraying type so I won't concern myself...THIS time. Oh, one more thing...since you weren't at dinner, I stole your portion." Jason gave Sol a "you evil son of a bitch" look. "Hey now, it was starting to get cold. And that 'possession-ish thingy' Fuuenken does drains a lot of stamina. C'mon, before Javen gets suspicious." "Fine, but you owe me." "That's more like it." Sol stood clear of the door and allowed Jason to pass, he then walked to the edge of the boat. "Fucked up again, didn't I Rally? You tried to warn me, but no...Thick-Skulled Sol just wouldn't listen." He took the sword into his hand and ran it through the railing of the boat, leaving it secured in the wood ,without damaging anything. Sol then sat down on the deck and attempted to meditate.

Ky rode out about two miles from the rest of the party. He wasn't sure what the hell he was looking for, but figured that since the magic Shea'ann detected was unholy, he'd find something evil before too long. "Hmm...she said it was unholy right?" Ky pondered as he rode by another adventuring party. The air around him suddenly grew cold after passing the other group. He turned around and saw that the group was shambling as they walked. "Hmm...unholy...undead..." The gears in his mind were operating at 10% capacity as he kept thinking about that group he passed. *Click* "Zombies!!! Seriously, how the hell did that take so long to come up with?" He turned his horse towards the group of 'zombies,' but as he dismounted and looked at them face to face... "Oh..uh.....hi?" It wasn't a group of zombies, but rather just a bunch of really weak and pale adventurers. After helping them regain some of thier strength (at the expense of most of his "Cure Critical Wounds" potions) Ky made his way back to Jura and the others "Shea, are you sure you didn't misread that? Because I didn't find a damn thing out there." "Well, it's certainly possible. Unlikely, but still possible." "Uhh...speaking of which, where's Vice?"

"Well it's about time." Sol got a running start and lept into the escalating melee. "Didn't I tell you to keep an eye on the other two?" Javen shouted. "Hey, if they're gonna be part of the team, we gotta trust'em right? I figure what better time than now. Besides, if they do escape...chances are they'll die and we'll be rid of them." Javen knew he had a point. Two, but who was counting? "I've been waiting for this..." Sol drove the Fuuenken's blade deep into an oncoming Officer, blood splattered across the length of the sword and down Sol's arm. ...(That's right, drink all that you want my sword.)... Sol had a sadistic grin on his face that worried the others. "Vega, what the hell is Sol doing?" Jason asked. Vega shrugged as Sol continued striking down Law Enforcement and began to laugh in a different voice than normal. "SLASH, SLASH, SLASH, SLASH!!!! I SHALL FLOOD THE STREETS WITH CHAOS!!!" Sol then dropped to his knees without warning. "Wha? What the fuck was that?" He said in his usual tone. "And why are ya'll starin' at me like I'm some kinda psycho?" He took a quick look around the stunned cops and the sea of blood that surrounded his Fuuenken Blade. "Shit...it happened again."

"Jesus Christ!" Sol heard the explosion caused by Jason. "Why? Why am I the one that has to baby-sit these two DOUCHEBAGS?!" "We heard that!" Ze shouted. "Shut up you little punk! You're the reason I'm down here and not allowing my Fuuenken to drink!" "Drink?..." Nami was puzzled. "It mean's I'd much rather be out there kicking ungodly amounts of ass, and spilling gallons and gallons of blood. That basic enough for ya?" Sol's legs started twitching. "Must stay...here. Have orders...." He kept hearing the gunshots. "Nyah....." His entire body was quaking. "So...much...CHAOS!!!!!" He turned to Nami and Ze. "Can I trust the both of you to stay down here?" They nodded. "I thought not."

Ky smiled at her as he brought their lips together again for a moment before breaking away. "What you said wasn't true. You have given me something. Something more valuable than that ring or all gold and platinum in the world. You've given me your love, and I couldn't be happier to have given that ring to you." Tears started to flow from his eyes as well. "Now look what you made me do." He set Shea'ann on her bed and lied down next to her, wrapping one arm around her waist using the other to cup her right breast. "Please, let me stay lie this until I fall asleep." Ky pleaded. Shea'ann nodded and Ky rested his head against her neck. She could still feel his tears rolling across her back. After a few moments, she too found slumber...wrapped in the arms of the man she loved. OOC: Not to kill the mood or anything, but my god this is getting a wee bit cheesy. A good cheesy, but still.

OOC: :animeblus *ahem* Well then, what to say...Glad you liked the show, "Jura"? (Insert laughter here.) Wow...awkward...... IC: Shea'ann continued to push Ky backwards and eventually through the door leading to her room. "Wait, before we continue...I want to give you something." Ky reached for the small leather pouch attached to his pants, which had since fallen to the floor in Shea'ann's eagerness. "Silly, you've already given me something. And you're about to give it to me again..." She giggled at her own joke. "That's beside the point, but this is serious." Ky produced a small ring with three rubies embedded in it. "You see, whenever a child is born into the Weatherlight clan, that child has a ring forged for him or her. The type of ring is dependant upon the circumstances or rare natural occurances the day of the birth. Since I happened to be born on a night when three shooting stars were seen, I had a Ring of Three Wishes forged for me." He began. "Also, whenever a Weatherlight falls in love and has true feelings for that person. It's family tradition to give that ring to his or her soulmate. So, with that being said...here." He slipped the ring onto her finger. "I want you to have it."

Sol began to laugh histerically. [font=Verdana][size=2]"You mean to tell me that the 'Double Trouble Duo' is nothing more than two teenage punks? That's the most ridiculous thing I've seen!"[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]Sol continued laughing as Nami shot at him, he deflected the bullet with 'Fuuenken.'[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]"You're gonna have to aim a lot better than that little lady. Hey Vega, you wanna know why this sword was in a museum?"[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]"What does that have to do with anything?"[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]"Just watch, I think it'll also take care of our little pest problem"[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]Sol tightened his grip on the hilt of the Fuuenken Blade, he raised the sword slightly and brought down with tremndous force. "GUN FLAME!!!" Nami and Ze cowered back a little in anticipation for the effect of the 'Gun Flame', but instead found themselves face first on the deck after having the wind knocked out of them by Sol hitting them with the blunt side of the Fuuenken.[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]"Now why don't you just run home to your mommy and daddy, and let us do what we intended to do. Ok? Ok."[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]Sol tosses Nami and Ze back onto land.[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]"Little bitch almost nicked my hair." Sol said after readjusting his headband with the words "Fuck You" scratched into it.[/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2][/size][/font] [font=Verdana][size=2]Vega sighed dejectedly and covered his mask with his hand.[/size][/font]

Ky broke away. "You know you can have me stop at any time, ok?" "I don't want you to." She said. Shea'ann shifted her weight into Ky causing them both to fall onto the floor. Ky brought his lips to hers once again, and started moving his hands across her body, trying to find a seam or anything that he could use to remove her vestments. She batted his hands away from her and slowly began removing the vestments herself, revealing her toned, shapely body. Taking a cue from Shea'ann, Ky followed suit. They were both lying there next to each other, fully undressed and not sure what to do next. Ky ran his fingers across the length of his lover's body until he felt something warm and wet on his fingers. He gently spread Shea'ann legs apart and started kissing her nether region. This evoked a slight gasp from her as she felt something unlike anything she'd previously expirienced. As he continued her breating became more and more rapid, and her gasps became louder and more a kin to pleasure filled moans. Ky brought himself away from his current endeavor and whispered into Shea'ann's ear. "Is it ok? Would it be alright if I were to give you my virginity?" Shea'ann replied, "Only if you don't have a problem with taking mine." Tears welled up in both Ky and Shea'ann's eyes. He kissed her again as he readied himself. "I promise you, that I'll be gentle. From what I know, this may hurt like hell." She nodded. "I love you, Ky." No sooner that she finished her sentence, she felt him enter her. She whimpered in pain, but the feelings of pain and discomfort were soon replaced with those of pleasure. Ky increased his thrusting speed once he saw that she was no longer in anykind of pain. Within minutes, they felt themselves steadily approaching climax. Ky once again looked into Shea'ann's loving, green eyes, repeating what he had said earlier. "I love you." Shea'ann wrapped her arms around him as he continued to thrust into her. At that moment they both felt something deep within their beings break open as they screamed each other's name at their moment of climax. As they lied next to each other on the floor, Shea'ann saw tears streaming from Ky's eyes. "Why...are you crying?" She asked as her own tears began to fall. "I'm happy that's all. Happy to have had my first time with the woman I care most for. That I was able to show you how much I really do love you."

"Please, you give me too much credit. All I'm doing is treating a beautiful companion to dinner so that I can get to know her more." Ky said modestly. "I'm just glad you agreed to let me take you out." Ky looked deeply into her green eyes. "Besides..." He began. "I think I'm in love with you." *Inside Ky's mind his brain and his...[i]thing[/i] are in another argument* "Yeah...not TOO cheesy. Way to go, dumbass. You just fucked up again." "No, it's a good thing that he said that. Women tend to appreciate men that are upfront and honest about things like that." "WHAT? I don't believe what I'm hearing! Ky, listen to me..." "Ky, you know what he's about to say. Just keep going with what you're doing now, and things will be alright." *End Argument* Shea'ann was blushing. "Ky..."

"Well...as long as Mask Boy over here doesn't give me any trouble, I don't have a problem with this." Sol said, pointing towards Vega. "What's the deal with you two, anyway?" Reiver asked. "He's just pissed because even with his fancy Psychology degree and what not, I've still outsmarted him on numerous occasions." Sol began. "Isn't that right, Mask Boy?" "Enough, Sol. If were going to work together we can't have you antagonizing Vega to the point that he slashes your face off." Javen interrupted. "I know for a fact, that he'd never do it. He 'wouldn't want to stain his pretty claws' with my blood." Javen slammed her fists down on the table. "Now look...we all may not like...each other, but we gotta...gotta...ooh...gotta make the room stop spinning..." "Now do you see why they say 'Liqueur before Beer, have no fear. Beer before Liqueur, get drunk quicker?" Sol quipped. "But seriously, we cool? After all, Vega knows I'm only messin' with him. I really don't mean anything I say that's mean or hurtful."

Sol looked down at the note he had scribbled down. "Just why in the hell would the leader of the White Panthers of all people be looking for her rivals' help? I'd say I smell a trap, but it all seems legit." He grumbled to himself. He entered the establishment non-chalantly, searching for the young Panther leader. His omnious presence sent a slight chill through those around him. "Goddamn, this place seems more like a wake than a tavern." He joked loud enough to break the silence in the room. The crowd returned to normal, and Sol breathed a sigh of relief. After another couple of minutes he came across someone very familiar to him. Sol chuckled to himself. "Hey VEGA!!! How the 'ell you been?!" Vega shot him a look that seemed to say; "Jesus Christ, not you. Anyone but you." "Great...the Leader of the Red Falcons is here. I didn't even have time to make a will." Vega groaned. "Correction, the leader of the Red Falcon Syndicate is here. I thought that adding Syndicate to the end made it a little more threatening." Vega shook his head dejectedly. "You're Sol Tempest?" One of the women at the table asked. "Yeah. And if I'm right one of you is Javen of the White Panthers. So, just why are you gathering your rivals here in the first place? This is an awfully bold move for a kid."