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Mr. Lunais placed his hand on her hip, then let it fall dangling. "I always thought you looked more attractive then the average Juniors, but...You know what?" Mr. Lunais said, closing in on Tanya Tanya's face was flush red, her eyes closed. She opend her mouth to speak, but nothing came out. She swallowed the lump in her throat and finally said "What?" "I never liked Marksman..." Mr. Lunais said, backing off. He smiled and turned back around. He sat back down in his chair, and slipped his headphones back on. He picked his Gameboy up and turned it on. The loud "bling" of the Nintendo logo pierced the silence. Tanya let out a deep breath, and relaxed a bit. She started away from the blackboard, but stopped as Mr. Lunais started talking. "We do this because we've had enough of you students and your crap. Teachers have had to stand by all along while they are harrased in front of everyone, and the only thing thay could do was send them to the Principles Office. So we began revolting against our own students. But, of course there are students out there who dont deserve what we dish out to some students...Like yourself" Mr. Lunais said loudly, talking over the music in his ears. The "click" of buttons were heard as he pressed them "Oh, and call me Leo...I'm tired of Mr. Lunais...Makes me sound old." Tanya's eyes flickered a bit, then she walked around to the front of his desk. She smiled. Mr. Lunais..No...Leo continued playing his Gameboy. Then he shocked Tanya when he let out a loud curse as the loud death cry of a man came from the Gameboy.

Aww...Fond memories of toys...My favorite Childhood toy was probably..Bendible-Flexible Spiderman. I would spend hours with that little thing, bending him in ways a GI Joe could never accomplish (EAT THAT GI JOE!). Until the day the wiring inside him snapped and now he is another piece of memories upon my mantle!.....If I had one. He sits on my TV, next to...You guessed it...a GI Joe!

Thats good. I hope more people sign-up. You guys did great by the way!

[B]Name:[/B] Clank [B]Age:[/B] 19 [B]Gender:[/B] Male [B]Occupation:[/B] Game Tester for Atlus USA, but since I might be laid off i'll go with my former job.....Texaco Cashier! [B]Appearance:[/B] Alright now...I stand around 6'0'', I weigh a measley 169 lbs. I have the "cliched'' shaggy skater hair, I have blue eyes that you can practically see in complete darkness. I am white, not pasty white, but I have a slight lack of tan. I guess my style is 'skater'...Well..Uh..I do skate, but thats besides the point! [B]Personality/Attitude:[/B] Well mannered (At times), A complete jerk to everyone I dont know. I cant stand sarcasm, or rude people. I talk quite alot, especially to myself. But not like a crazy person! I just seem to say some one-liners to myself, or disagree with myself. [B]Short Biography:[/B] Born in a tiny town in Georgia. Moved to Colorado at the tender age of 3, moved again to Kansas at the late age of 13, lived there since. I went to highschool, graduated (Barely!) Been mooching off of my parents since!...A year...But I do make my own money, mind you! Plan on getting a job with a gaming magazine....Well..Hoping to plan on getting a job with a gaming magazine!

[I]The story thus far...[/I] A long time ago, Kyle of Tuul was sent to Earth to live with the Earthlings and to protect the Light Stone, he was only a child of 10 then, he grew up strong; a drifter wandering from place to place. Then when he was hitchhiking his way through the deserts of Arizona a light opened up above him and sucked him back to Tuul. He landed in a Mining Cave armed only with a Shotgun, where Tuulians were forced to Mine for Oriculam or be beaten to death by the Orcs. Kyle knew it was Sarlac, the evil Demon who was greedy for the Light Stone after 30 long years of Kyle's mysterious disappearance. Kyle made his way through the Mining Cave, liberating it in the process. He emerged from the Cave in the Jungle of Lopahn, where rampant Tuulians took up arms with the Orcs to stop the freed Mining Tuulians. Kyle crossed the Jungle and thwarted the rampant Tuulians and Orcs, and at the end of the Jungle he fought Hammond, an evil Wizard. Kyle emerged from the Jungle victorious over Hammond and into the desert of Keelian. Kyle crossed paths with Orc troops and Rock Minotaurs, and Demonic Mud Men. He endured the sands and killed Piceces, a Large Rock Clan Overlord who was paid by Sarlac to kill Kyle and get the Light Stone. He failed and Kyle made it to Sarlacs Keep, Kyle made the grueling journey to the top of Sarlacs Keep, taking down Orc troops, Rockmen, Mud men, Robots, everything. He confronted Sarlac and a raging battle ensued. After what seemed like forever Kyle delivered the final blow to Sarlac, with a Shotgun slug to the head. Sarlac lay dead, the Light Stone safe....As I said that was a long time ago... I am Conrad, Kyle's Grandson. I have been entrusted with the Light Stone, and Sarlac isn't dead. He wants the Light Stone and he has brought his war to Earth. He has brought it to America. I have my friends, I have told them of Kyle and Sarlac and the brutality Sarlac puts on people. Tuulians, Human, Orc, Minotaur, Demon, Bug...If you cross Sarlac you are in for a heap of trouble...I have Kyle's Shotgun, and it will deliver the final blow to Sarlac once more, but this time Sarlac will die...forever. [I]I am Conrad as you may see, Conrad has 4 friends. It dont matter if they are all guys, all girls, 3 guys a girl. It dont matter. You can be armed with whatever you want...Well..Within Reason. The further the RPG goes on, the more powerful and upgraded your weapons get.[/I] Sign-Up ~~~~~~~ Name: Age: Race: {Demon, Human, Tuulian (They are just humans, basically), or whatever you can come up with. Gender: Appearance: Bio: Weapon: {Swords, Staves, Polearms, ect. are all okay, but the Orcs from Tuul use Rifles.} That should be it. Hope you guys like it! I'll put my sign-up out when I get at least 2 friends...Okay!

Oh yes, kiddie fun! ______________________ [B]Name:[/B] Johnny Dogood [B]Gender:[/B]Male [B]Age:[/B] 12 [B]Bio:[/B] Johnny never believed in Ghosts, Aliens, Phantoms, or any of that sort. Until the Aliens arrived, then he sure in the heck believed. He isn't a Black belt in nothing, he cant shoot a gun, he cant play sports, he sits around and plays Videogames all day. When the Aliens showed up, he picked up his Tee Ball Bat and climbed out of his window, he was going to make sure he didn't believe in Aliens for decades to come. [B]Appearance:[/B] [IMG]http://www.marioguide.com/images/renders/gcn/sbm/ness-50.jpg[/IMG] {Yes, its Ness. From SSBM (Or EarthBound) His image caught my eye when I was thinking of joining this RPG} [B]Weapons:[/B] A wooden Tee Ball Bat

Mr. Lunais walked back into his classroom, he quiet and reading classroom. He looked over his students then saw it. The only student without the proper book. Mr. Lunais walked over to the students and snatched up his magazine. "Mr. Lunais! What the hell is wrong with you? You're the worst teacher around, lay off. You've already probably put Shaneitra in the hospital!" The student yelled into Mr. Lunais's face. Mr. Lunais raised the magazine, and showed it to the class. "You see this? This is non-acceptible material for this class!" Mr. Lunais rolled the magazine up and started beating the student in the face with it. He pushed the student against the wall, and kneed the student in the stomach. Mr. Lunais smiled and brought his elbow down on the students back. "Gyack!" the student gasped as he fell to the floor holding his stomach, rolling in pain. Mr. Lunais kicked the student while he was down, he shook he head and walked away, he threw the magazine in the trash. "Read!" Mr. Lunais yelled "and get up off of the ground like a wuss!" Mr. Lunais walked back and sat down in his seat.

OOC: Uhh...Just to let you know, Inuyasha. My character doesn't want to sexually assualt anyone, he wants to kick the crap out of them if they become un-ruly. True he is only 22, but you gotta ask beofre putting stuff like that down. You're also running things a little too fast. Slow down, we arent in Warp-Drive here ~~~~~~~~~ Mr. Lunais shurgged as Tanya walked off with that 'person'. He turned back to the black girl who had shoved Tanya, he pushed her into the classroom and walked past her. "Get out of my way..." Mr. Lunais watched as the girl walked to her desk, casually, making a crude remark about Tanya. Mr. Lunais snatched up the small boom box and lobbed it at her head, it crashed into her skull and she fel helplessly to the floor. Mr. Lunais glared "Do I look like some kind of guy who will tolerate this crap you guys show towards other students? Yeah..Look at me, I'm young. I was in the same position some of you all are in! The jocks hate the punks, the rappers versus the rockers. rich versus poor. Do I honestly look like I care if you are rich, poor, black, white, purple or orange, jock, punk?! No! You'll behave in my class or you'll end up like Miss. Shaneitra down there, bleeding from her head; because mean old Mister Lunais decided he'd had enough of her crap!....Now get to work!" Mr. Lunais walked over to Shaneitra and grabbed her by the back of her shirt, he lifted her to her feet and pulled her arm over his shoulder, he half-dragged her down the rows of desks and too the door. "I'm taking her to the nurses office, clean up that borken boom box, and dont think Mr. Marksman below us wouldn't mind coming up here and cracking some skulls if you start jerking around!" Mr. Lunais exited the room, half-dragging Shaneitra. "And wipe up the blood!" Mr. Lunais called down the hallway

Mr. Lunais bobbed his head to his music, the deep bass and heavy electric guitar flooded his ears, he looked around the room, then smiled. He pulled a small boombox out from under his desk and smiled. He stood and pulled off his headphone. "What are we listening to class?" The students looked at eachother but didn't respond. Mr. Lunais, flipped the switch on the boombox and hard rock flooded the airwaves. "This?" The majority of the class groaned "Nooo!" and some shouted "YES!" Mr. Lunais let out a small laugh, and turned the dial of the boombox until Country music was heard "Eh?" Again the majority of the class groaned "Nooo!" Mr Lunais turned the dial again and reached an Oldies station The majority of the class groaned "Nooo!" again. Mr. Lunais turned the dial and reached a rap station, the majority of the classed roared with approval "All right, Rap it is! Mr. Lunais said without disapproval, he sat down in his chair and put his headphones on, drowning out the rap. "Get to reading!"

Mr. Lunais walked our of the class with all of his students, speaking over them "Remember your assignments!" Mr. Lunais walked down the hall and entered Mr. Marksmans room he gave a little nod as he pulled up a stool next to Mr. Markmans desk. "Hate to sound a little worried, but it seems like the kiddies might be scheming..Just maybe.." Mr. Markman looked up at Mr. Lunais and gave a small smirk "They'll never do anything, we got them where we want them." Mr. Lunais let out a small, laugh "Yeah...We do...Alright, well..I'm heading out. Gotta get back to my class to catch the next period. Talk to you later" Mr. Marksman gave a little wave as Mr. Lunais left "Yeah..." Mr. Lunais entered to an un-ruly class, the jocks were tossing a footwall around. The preps were talking about boys and the mall, the small group of skaters were talking about the new "CKY" video that came out. A few black teens were spilling off some lyrics. The usual crap that would be pulled in any other class; Not Leo Lunais's Mr. Lunais slammed the door, and entered the now silent class "What the hell kind of crap are you trying to pull?! Huh?!" Mr. Lunais pulled his Billy club out and slammed it against his open palm. A tall black student stood up and cleared his thrat "Man, Mr. Lunais! You need to calm the heck down! For I have to make you calm down!" Mr. Lunais shook his head as the class let out a long "Ooooh!" Another black student stood up "Yeah..C'mon Bueller! You can knock this cracka teacher out!" Mr. Lunais started pushing desks out of the way "Alright Bueller, you want to fight me. Lets throw down." Bueller started crossing the room with his hands raised to his face, guarding it. Mr. Lunais put his billy club back behind his belt and advanced on Bueller. Bueller swung his right fist, but missed as Mr. Lunais dodged it. Mr. Lunais grabbed Buellers arm and brought it down on his knee, a loud snap was heard as Bueller collapsed to the ground in pain; his arm shattered. Mr. Lunais stood up, and brushed the fake dust off of his sweater "Get him out of my sight; he fell, and put these desks back how they were! Anyone else want to fight in THIS class room? No? I didn't think so...Move!" The students began moving quickly, putting the desks back and getting Bueller out of the room and down to the nurses office. Mr. Lunais walked to his chiar and sat down, he put his headphones on and cranked up his music. "Get your damn books open and start reading, I dont care what page. Just read!"

Mr. Lunais took Tanyas paper towards the front "Nice work, Tanya...Kelly, good work. Zach, good job." Mr. Lunais set the stack of papers on his desk and walked around to his seat, he plumpled down in his chair with a huff. "Alright students, Howa bout you read pages 52-60..Thats not too much to ask, is it?" "Yes..." Some kid towards the back said sarcastically, he began to laugh and gave a high-five to his friend next to him Mr. Lunais stood up and looked around, alright then the whole class can read 52-246...Hows that? and I want a two-page eassy over what you read. Thank Jamil back there for this new assignment!" Mr. Lunais said, putting his headhones on "Oh, and I want it read and reported by tomarrow!" A wave of groans and cussing towards Jamil rang out, as Mr. Lunais pressed a button on his discman, the muffled sound of hard-rock blared out from the headphones. A student raised his hand. "Yeah?" Mr. Lunais said in his laid back tone "What is it?" The student looked around, un sure if he should ask his question "What are we doing today in class?" Mr. Lunais stood up and casually put his hands in his pockets, he let out a heavy sigh. "You guys wanna learn? Alright, lets learn. Open up your textbooks to page....Oh, I dont know..Just open it up." A student leaned in to talk to one of his friends. "Man, Mr. Lunais is being a di-" "Mr. Lunais is a what?" Mr. Lunais said bobbing his head to music playing in his ear. "C'mon now, tell the class what I am...Stand up now!" The student stood up, and brushed the dust from his baggy clothing, a red do-rag hanging from his back pocket. "Mr. Lunais, you're being a di*k! What? Sending me to the office, or somethin'?" Mr. Lunais took his headphones off and walked over to the student, he shook his head and leaned close, talking low. "Now, why did you have to go and call me a di*k? Now you're just going to feel embarrased.." The student cocked a brow. "Wha?" Mr. Lunais struck the student across the cheeck with his Billy-club, the student reeled back and fell down. "Agh! What the hell!?" the student yelled Mr. Lunais looked around and pointed to Tanya "Go ahead and take him down to the nurses office, he slipped on some ink...You got that?" Mr. Lunais walked back to his chair and slumped down, he put his headphone back on, and watched as Tanya grumbled about being his worker girl, he shrugged and spoke up "C'mon now, get them books open and start learning!"

Mr. Lunais slumped back in his chair as he looked out over the room. "Hey guys! Dont forget, Do Sections 1 & 2 on pages 54 and 55!...Oh! and Stanly, stay after class. I need to have a word with you." The bell to go sounded, and everyone stood up. They began talking and carrying on as they left the room. Mr. Lunais walked over to Stanly, the student who came up with a horrible excuse for not turning in his work. Mr. Lunais fumbled around his back and pulled out his Billy club. He slammed it on Stanly's desk. "Wha-What did I do?!" Stanly said, clearly freightend Mr. Lunais shook he head and sat on the desk next to Stanly "Its what you didn't do..." Mr. Lunais slapped the Billy-club in the palm of his open hand. "You see...I would have let you slide by not doing your work, but your excuse was terrible.." "Mr. Lunais! It was one assignment! Sorry! Geez..." Stanly seemed irritated more then afraid. "Leave me alone..." Stanly stood up and began to walk past Mr. Lunais, but was stopped short as he fell to the ground his nose beginning to bleed. "Augh! Mr. Lunais! HELP! Someone!" Mr. Lunais put his foot on Stanly's back and pushed down, forcing Stanly to the ground, he hit Stanly on back of the head with the Billy Club. He quickly tucked it behind his belt as a student ran into the classroom. Mr. Lunais quickly pulled Stanly to his feet and held him up. "Oh geez! Stanly! This ink on the ground is a hazard, its a wonder you arent totally messed up after that spill!" Mr. Lunais said, pushing Stanly foward. Stanly exited the room in a flash. "Mr. Lunais? Is Stanly alright?" The student who entered said "He looked pretty messed up!" "No no..He's fine, just slipped thats all" Mr. Lunais said, walkign back to his desk. The student shrugged and left, as his second period students started walking in.

Mr. Lunais strolled into his class, hands in his pockets, headphones on, chewing gum as usual. Leo Lunais didn't like to be like the other Teachers, with thier slacks and nice shirts. He usually wore a sweatshirt with the sleeves rolled up halfway up his forearm. He walked to his desk and sat down in his chair, it squeeked as he leaned backwards. Mr. Lunais propped his feet up on his desk and folded his arms behind his head. "Alright class...Lets get out the homework I assigned yesterday. You did do it didn't you guys?" Mr. Lunais said with his usual laid back tone. The students started fishing around in thier bookbags, and looking around in thier binders. A student walked up to Mr. Lunais's desk and leaned next to him. "Mr. Lunais, I was out of town and wasn't able to do it...I left around 3:00 and didn't get home 'til 9:00" The students said in a low-tone Mr. Lunais set up straight in his chair and proped his elbows up on his desk. "Now you could've taken it with you, couldn't you have?" The student looked around nervous, he looked to the rest of the clas who were talking to eachother in lone tones, throwing the occasial paper-airplane. "Well? You could have, but you didn't...Its a 0" Mr. Lunais said "Go back to your desk." The student walked back to his desk, his head hanged low. Mr. Lunais shook his head, then stood up. He walked over to the chalkboard and started writing on the board. "All right students, listen up. Take these notes!"

Dont be late to my class, kiddies! [B]Name:[/B] Leo Lunais (Mr. Lunais) - TEACHER! [B]Age:[/B] 22 [B]Gender:[/B]Male [B]Appearance:[/B] [IMG]http://www.angelfire.com/geek/tetrisnomiko/gto/gto1.jpg[/IMG] [B]Subject you teach:[/B] American History [B]Weapons:[/B] Has a small Billy-club tucked beneath his belt for breaking up fights (Or starting them). and a Sledge Hammer under his desk, used to threaten people. Only used when neccesary. [B]Race/Nationality:[/B] American [B]Attitude:[/B] A laid-back teacher. He is usually good-natured to his students unless they act up. Then he pulls them out of the room and beats them down with his Billy-club. He especially beat the students who dont turn in their work or come up with lame excuses why they didn't [B]Bio:[/B] He was born in America, but his parents are from Japan. He grew up in a Suburban town-ship in California. He was a genius in school and always aimed high for completion of school. He had to have good grades, and couldn't stand it when other students made of excuses for not turning in thier work. When he got into High-school he was intriuged by American History and began re-searching everything about it. After completing school, he went into College to become a Teacher. After acing all the exams he competed College in record time and became a Teacher. When he got to the High-School he works at he saw how the students were, and how the Teachers reacted to it. He decided to join with the Teachers.

I'll have to detest on the whole Soul Calibur II over-rated ness...What about Soul Calibur? or Soul Edge? The previous ones? They got almost no hype, so for thinking that Soul Calibur II is over-rated is kinda selfish, dont ya think? I mean it deserves the hype its getting. Which personally its my favorite fighter to date. Now...My most over-rated game? Pokemon! Yes, thats right, Pokemon! May not be hard, but the Pokemon games are coming out almost faster then the Madden games (Which come out every year) Lets see....You got Pokemon Red, Blue, Yellow, Silver, Gold, Crystal, Ruby, Sapphire! They are all focused on the exact same thing...Get the Gym Badges, stop the evil group of menaces, fight the Elite 4, catch all the Pokemon. Plus you cant forget all of the other games they came out with...Pokemon Stadium 1 and 2..The Pikachu games where you could talk to him, countless other Pokemon games...Yeah yeah..I know its also a little kids fad, but when the company is turning out games a dime-a-dozen its kinda going overboard.

[I]No one needs to have played the games, but if you want some background on the games just dont hesitate to PM me![/I] [B]Name:[/B] Roland Belmont [B]Age:[/B] 21 [B]Weapon:[/B] The Legendary Claimh Solais. A huge sword gold at the hilt, the handle a gold with leather wrapped around it. The blade is a shimmering blue, un-taintable, un-breakable, never-dulled. [B]Appearance:[/B] A slightly tall man, going on 6 foot. His long brown hair is tied back in a loose pony tail. He has dark green eyes. He wears a long red, tailed coat, over a silk black shirt. He wears black leather pants with boots that reach his knees. His hands are covered with black and red leather gloves, that reach mid-way up to his fore-arm. [B]Bio:[/B] His brother was Alexander Belmont, the one entrusted with the Slayers Whip. While growing up he and his brother always competed. They trained in sword fighting, they tried to out-run eachother, they wrestled, they fought. But they were always lookign out for each other. When thier Great Grand Father told them about Dracula and the Slayers Whip they decided that if one got the Whip that the other wouldn't keep him from his duties. Alexander got the Whip and as promised Roland never stood in his way. Both went their seperate ways, though. Which is how Roland got the Legendary Claimh Solais. After being told about Dracula's Castle materializing, he knew Alexander would venture in. Roland would go in, but would stay clear of Alexanders efforts against Dracula.

The year is 1826 and Dracula's Castle has re-materialized in the Material Plane. A lone figure enters the castle and looks about the foyer. He unravels his whip, the Slayers Whip, and whip smacks a lone zombie, it groans and falls to the ground, its body dissentigrating into the Castle Floor. The lone figure continues into the castle and heads down a hall to his right. The lone figure continues down the corner, sliding under the legs of a Warg, its gnashing teeth snapping at the back of the figures head. The figure darts down the hall and enters a royal room, velvet carpeting on the floor, tapestries hang on the wall, paintings are hung between the tapestries. The figure shakes his head and coils his whip, he hangs it on his belt as he turns to a figure across the room. "You always make it too easy Vlad..." The figure says walking towards the shadow across the room, he rubs at his chin as he comes closer to the shadow. Suddenly the shadow flies up and appears. A floating skull holds up a dark blue cloak, and skeletal hands hold a Scythe across its shoulders. "Hahahaha! You fool! Alexander Belmont! You fell right into my trap!" the cloaked skeleton exclaims waving a hand around int he air. Alexanders whip flies from his belt and into the cloaked skeletons hand. "You vile being! Death, I will get that whip back, and save my fathers life!" Alexander yells, raising a fist to Death. Alexander spins around and searches for a weapon, anything. He grasps a small sword and turns back around. He runs at Death, with the sword held high. Death shakes his head and simply drives his Scythe into Alexanders chest. Alexander stops aburptly and looks down at his own impaled chest. He smiles faintly as looks up at Death. "I'll..banish you yet..Death..." Death vanishes, leaving the dead Alexander in his own pool of blood. [I]Hours later...[/I] A group of people enter the castle, equpied with an assortment of weapons. They intend to find Alexander and put a stop to Dracula. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [I]Okay people...This has nothing to do with the current Castlevania Belmont bloodline.[/I] Here is the sign-up! [B]Name:[/B] [B]Age:[/B] [B]Weapon:[/B] [B]Appearance:[/B] [B]Bio:[/B]

Hyde walked down the sidewalk, tapping the pole of this spear on his shoulder. He took in a deep breath and let it out slowly. He looked down an Alley way and saw a group of men, they were beating another man up. He slowly walked towards them. He saw the man getting beat up was naked and very young, a teenager. Hyde walked to the first of the men and grabbed him by the back of his shirt, picking him. The man flailed but was futile as Hyde shoved him into the ground. The other men turned to Hyde and started coming at him. He drove his spear into the neck of the guy to his close right, a gurgle came from the guy as he died out. A fist came towards Hyde, but he easily dodged it by tilting his head. He shoved the heel of his hand into the chest of the man who threw the fist, his chest caved in as he flew backwards into a wall. Hyde ducked as the last man swung a pipe at his head. He stood and caught the pipe as the man came around for another swing. Hyde shoved the pipe through the man and then kicked the pole to drive it in further. Hyde turned to the cowering naked teenager and brought his spear up. He brought it down on the teen, but stopped inches from his head. Hyde pulled the spear away and turned around. "Get outta here..." Hyde said as he turned and walked out of the alley, he turned at the corner and kept walking down the sidewalk.

Hyde stood tall and put a hand to his mouth, in a fist. His cheecks went red, kind of strange for a killing machine. He cleared his throat and turned around. He walked to the chair that has played the nasty joke on him and kicked it aside. He sat where it was and leaned against the wall. "I dont know...Maybe I cant kill the ones I care for.." Hyde said low. Reaper stared at Hyde and stood, she smiled and walked over to him. She sat down next to him and placed her head on his shoulder, he twirled her finger around on Hydes chest. "Aww...Does the big scary Hyde actually have feelings?" Reaper mocked and poked at Hyde. Hyde grunted and shrugged. He looked around and sighed. "I dont know...Maybe I'm sick..I dont know, maybe I wasn't created just for the thrill of killing. Of course I was...No...I couldn't have been." Hyde looked down and let out a ldeep breath "I know I was created to kill the Human Slayers, but..." Hyde suddenly stood up and beat on his chest with his right fist. "No! I am Hyde! Anti-Slayer Product #1! The best of the best, The most evil thing to grace the face of this measly city!...I cant...I shouldn't be feeling what I am feeling.." Hyde turned and walked out of the room and down the spiral stairs, leaving Reaper behind, probably confused to no end. [I]Hyde...What is wrong with you?![/I]

I'm glad this thread got pulled up! I thought it was a good idea!...No Lore is no-more, this is an old thread, but Hey..I'm willing to start it up if people join it!...Might as well put my sign up in. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Name: James Roher Age: 30 Description: [IMG]http://www.digital.anime.org.uk/pics/news/jr2.gif[/IMG] Bio: He entered the service of the Federal Divison when he was young. He has been demoted, and demoted until he was blue in the face for being so reckless in the field. His outstanding combat expertise is the only thing keeping him in the service. He lost his partner and best friend when he was still green, he hasn't stopped hating ever since. All of his skills were aquired by training with his partner. He re-painted his suit to a jet black color, so he would be distinguished from all of the stock Military Green suits. His will to fight has drove him nearly insane and will stop at nothing to accomplish a mission or task at hand. Under his horrid past, there is a softer side. He will help those in need and especially his comrades. Military Rank: Position: Infantry Suit Description: [IMG]http://www.trooperpx.com/Internat/imginter/SSTManga/SuitSlodier.gif[/IMG]

Hyde grunted and held his stomach, the wound beginning to to close up. He turned ont he ball of his foot and sprinted towards Leon who was holding Reaper. He smiled and jumped at Leon, head first. He landed into Leons back, a loud pop was heard as Leon let Reaper go, and was sent skidding across the pavement. Father Amiel chanted a few words and soon Hyde was engulfed in lightning. The charge ran through him, down to his very core. Father Amiel stopped long enough to see Hydes pain and suffering. "I'll...Ugh..Kill..You!" Hyde yelled as he dashed towards Father Amiel picking his spear up along the way "DIE!" Father Amiel hardly had time to react as Hyde smashed the pole of his spear into the side of his face, Father Amiel fell to his knees, grasping his face, putting up his shield for any further attacks. Hyde simply laughed and kicked the shield and Father Amiel away. Hyde turned around quickly and ran back towards Reaper, who was back at strangling Warrington, and Leon who was trying to get up, but strained because of the blow to the back. Hyde walked over to Leon and laughed. He spun his spear around and brought it down into Leons back, Hyde twisted it and pulled at it. The wound only got bigger and bloodier. Leon let out a loud scream as the intense pain gripped at his back. Warrington soon gave of the struggle as Reaper twisted at the string. Hyde walked over to Reaper and tugged at her shirt. She only fought Hydes grasp, she wanted to finish Warrington off. Hyde grabbed Reaper by her waist. "Lets go Reaper" Hyde un-wrapped the string from Warringtons neck and leapt into the air with Reaper "This is not the time or place for this fight.." There was no smile on Hydes face, there was no laughter. Hyde knew this was no game.

Hyde stared ahead at the two in front of him and Reaper. Father Amiel and Warrington. He smiled, but it faded quickly. He knew he must be serious, or everything would fall. Hyde saw a blur and felt a pain across his face, Warrigton re-appeared in front of them as if nothin had happened. Hyde smirked as the wounds began to heal. "You see, Anti-Slayer! I am quick! Quick enough to strike you dead" Warrington smiled and rubbed at his wrists, taunting Hyde "Try me" Hyde would try Warrington, he would try him...To death. Warrington and Hyde jumped foward. Hyde with his Spear foward and Warrington, just jumped foward. There was loud war-cries as the two clashed. Hyde spun against Warrington and faced his back. He brought the pole of his spear down on Warringtons back, he let out a loud grunt as he fell to the ground. Hyde jumped backwards and waited for the next move. Warrington slowly stood up and wiped at his lip, blood trickled down his lip. Warrington had smashed his face against the concrete when he hit, Hyde guessed. Warrington cracked his neck and smiled. "And I can kill you in the blink of an eye!" Hyde said, starting his usual laugh "And I will do so!"

Name: Kazuki Oshikawa Age: 19 Gender: Male Clan: Steel Heart Ninja Clan Appearance: Wearing the usual Black Ninja garb, he has a Midnight Blue belt around his waist. His forearms are covered with black and gold lacquered leather gauntlets. He covers his face with a large black scarf. His hair is a glossy silver that naturally spikes up. He hones the usual Katana, but as a Broad sword sheathed, sideways behind his waist. Bio: His Mother and Father were killed while he was still young, he wanted to follow in his foot steps and train to become a Ninja. After finally becoming fifteen and able to join, he did so. His years of Martial arts and self-taught sword training proved well as he was striving to become a Ninja. After years of hard-work and pain, he became a Ninja. Kazuki has fought in many Clan Wars and has gone on many missions for as young of a Ninja he is. But one fateful day almost ended his hopes and dreams, when he found out his Brother, the last beside Kazuki of that bloodline, was killed trying to get back the Scroll of the Wolf. From then on Kazuki wanted revenge on the Black Scorpion Ninja Clan for what they did to his brother.

Darting through the shadows a Ninja weaves in and out of the trees and shrubbery. He bounds into the air and leaps over a large river. He stands and peers behind him. His chasers stopped at the river bank, they slowly trod into the water and begin wading across. Of course the Ninja wasn't going to wait around for his chasers, he turned around and darted off into the darkness. He ran for a long while and stopped, he scanned the area and slowly walked to a large tree. He turned around and leaned against the tree breathing heavily, after a short while of catching his breath he scanned the area once more. He fished into his garb and produced a scroll, unraveling the scroll he began reading it. "Gods! This is tragic! No wonder Sensei wants this so badly.." The Ninja said to himself. He wrapped the scroll up and placed it back into his garb. He turned on the ball of his foot and started down the beaten wood path again. A sharp pain befell his chest as he tumbled to the ground, and arrow pierced his heart. He slowly twitched and pulled at the arrow. He died out in his own pool of blood. Archers rustled in the bushes and appeared around the Ninja, they moved aside as another Ninja walked into view. He walked over to the dead Ninja and turned him over with his foot, he bent down and took the scroll from the dead Ninjas garb. "We have the Scroll of the Wolf...Let us move out." the Ninja said turning around and walking back into the shadows. "and pike the head. I want the Steel Heart Ninja Clan to know that they must never steal from me..Ever..." "Hmm..This is a tragedy.." the Sensei said as he slowly stood, pulling his cane beside him, he scanned the Dojo at his bowed Ninjas and smiled "You must go and retrive the Scroll of the Wolf...At all costs" The Ninjas raised thier heads and whispered amongst themselves, the hushed quietly as the Sensei left the room. The Ninjas slowly stood and glanced around at the faces of the other Ninjas. Some showed fear, some showed revenge for their slain comrade, others showed nothing. These were the elite, the ones that would carry the rest in the new war against the Black Scorpion Clan. The clan that took the Scroll of the Wolf in the first place. This is the War of the Shao Zhang Era. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Alright. This is fantasy, but of course there are some limits! XD [B]Name:[/B] [B]Age:[/B] {Not older then 30, no younger then 15} [B]Gender:[/B] {Keep it real} [B]Clan:[/B] {Steel Heart Ninja Clan, or Black Scorpion Ninja Clan} [B]Appearance:[/B] {Pictures allowed} [B]Bio:[/B] Alright! There it is! Hope you guys like this! If it comes through I might pursue additional stories about it. I'll put my sign-up in after a few people sign-up. Thanks!

Name: Van (Goin' with the roots!) Race: Human Class: Knight Weapons: A single edged Broad Sword, with an ornate jewel set in the hilt. Runes are set into the side of the steel to signify his Vagabond Knighthood. Description: [IMG]http://www.speedgraphics.net/images/designs/slamwrap/anime-warrior-sm.jpg[/IMG] Biography: A Royal Knight who was banished from his country for treachery, the Gaolers chased him and fought him out of the country. He was picked up by a rag-tag group of Knights, who had little more then tin hanging over thier chain mail. These Vagabonds didn't follow Chivalry, they pillaged and killed for money. But called themselves Knights. Why Van joined them, no one will know. After many years of Clan Wars and countless Wars against opposing Countries, Van worked his way up in the ranks and over-threw the former leaders, wel...Leadership. Van took over and things began to shape up. They began to be fed well, new armor and especially they got respect. They were know throughout the lands and The Marauders. Until the Demons began pouring in. The Marauders never were on friendly terms with Magic-Users and is the reason the Knighthood was utterly wiped out. Van has set out to find the Wizard responsible for opening the gates of Hell.