Annie

[size=1]This chapter/part seemed to be a bit loose. I think it was in the morgue that this post sort of floated. Didn't seem like anything was really tied. But, it was good, nonetheless. I'm liking Trev's character, hehe. He's such a jerk ^^ [/size]

[size=1]Hehe...yes. I love my cell already.[/size] The classroom's burst of exciting cheers, and the slight hint of fighting, echoed down the hallway. Then there was Ino's voice shouting at the newly appointed Genin to calm down and wait for their Jounin. Sho slowly, almost cautiously, approached the classroom. As the classroom noise grew louder, a sinister smirk crept into the right corner of his scarred face. This was the best time of the year for him. It was like Christmas. No matter how many student's he had taken, no matter how many times he'd gone or go through this, the excitement and adrenaline felt the same. However, this time around was different. The instant Hokage informed Sho of the Genin he'd be training, he knew he was in for the long run. Imi, the only girl in his cell, was anything but a graceful female. She was vicious when angered, and got angry pretty quick to Sho's knowledge. Particularly when Ginmaru was present. Though he knew he'd constantly be trying to keep the two from maiming one another, Sho felt confident that the two would become very powerful shinobi one day. He thought about the last Genin in his cell; Daisuke. From what Ino and Hokage filled him in on, Daisuke seemed to be open-minded and talkative. This could pose as a impartial problem as it would mean for Sho to continue to ask him to shush. Even still, Sho was impatient as he finally reached the classroom and leant against the door frame. Folding his arms under his tattered and grungy cloak, Sho listened as Ino finished off the list. The spicey scent of Uzumaki Naruto's noodles caught Sho''s attention. The boisterous, bright-eyed Jounin allowed his Genin to file out first before closing the door behind him. Sho sensed the three young ninjas, and smiled at Naruto. With a serious salute, Naruto nodded once and followed his students. [b]"Are you going to enter, Sho-kun?"[/b] a subtle, yet lurking voice breezed into his ears. [b]"You've got some nerve, Sasuke-poo,"[/b] Sho pushed himself from the wall and turned, [b]"I don't see you bounding for the door."[/b] Sasuke chuckled lightly and placed a hand firmly on Sho's shoulder. The two faced the door and sighed. This was the hardest part, opening that door. All of the Jounin, no matter their morale and modesty, wanted to make a grand entrance. It was the look on the kids' faces that gave the oldies a good laugh; in Sho's case, it was the kids' chakra pumping with intimidation, joy, fear, and anticipation. [b]"You go first,"[/b] Sho nudged Sasuke in the ribs. [b]"I don't think so. I'd like to see their reactions when you creep in,"[/b] Sasuke pushed on Sho. [b]"So would I,"[/b] he grumbled, his envy obvious, [b]"In any case, I'll catch you later on so you can tell me what the twirps looked like."[/b] With that, Sho gripped the door handle and flung it open. The buzzing of chatter that rang in his ears just seconds before, suddenly hushed. He felt their stares and gaping mouths. With all his might, Sho forced a laugh into the back of his throat and brushed his cloak over his left shoulder. Despite the silent room, it seemed Imi and Ginmaru didn't acknowledge his entrance and continued to scorn each other. With a small shrug, Sho reached into the pouch on his left thigh and pulled out two shuriken. The Genin around him gasped as he launched both at the rivals. Unbelievably, each shuriken caught the two's shirts and pinned them to the wall behind them. The room, if it could get any quieter, fell into a dead silence. The atmosphere was just the way Sho liked it, a wave of gulps and a bit of fright weighed over the class. Imi and Ginmaru blinked at each other, then turned to see Sho smirking and snapping his pouch shut. [b]"You two are going to be so much fun,"[/b] he started, and slowly rotated his head to pick Daisuke from the crowd, [b]"And you are going to prove helpful with them."[/b] Daisuke bobbed his head softly, remaining silent. [b]"Right,"[/b] Sho clapped, making most of the students jump in their seats, [b]"You three, right here, now. And I will [i]not[/i] have any fuss out of you two spitballs. One word, and that shuriken will have a warmer home. You got that?"[/b] Sho pointed with both hands on each side of him. Immediately, Daisuke jumped from his desk and planted his feet at Sho's right side. Imi and Ginmaru plucked the shuirken from the wall and walked quietly towards their new teacher. Sho smiled at Ino and held the door open for the three to exit. Sasuke patted his friend on the shoulder and prepared himself for his entrance. Sho lead the cell outside into the courtyard outside of the academy. The three trailed behind, stopping the second he did. Spinning around on his heel, Sho took off his cloak and draped it over the stone wall. [b]"You guys can sit down if you like,"[/b] Sho motioned to the water fountain and sat down on the pebble walkway, leaning back against the wall, [b]"Once you get comfortable, we'll get cozy with one another."[/b] He chuckled as he felt Imi's spirit fume. Ginmaru remained playfully snide, and Daisuke stiffled a grin. [b]"No, no, go ahead and laugh, Daisuke,"[/b] the coy remark resulted in Sho taking a dagger-glare from Imi, [b]"It helps the healing process." "Healing?"[/b] Imi shot. [b]"You'll thank me later, I promise,"[/b] Sho folded his hands behind his head, [b]"Tell me about yourselves. I dont care who goes first."[/b]

[QUOTE=Ezekiel][SIZE=1] And for my Cell...black, grey or dark purple seems like it would be a suitable colour, considering our dark Jounin? ^_~[/SIZE][/QUOTE] [size=1]Hell yes. I

[QUOTE=White][color=#333333]Thanks, hehe. I wasn't originally going for [i]pretty[/i] but it sure turned out that way didn't it? I rather like it. Anyways, the real reason I posted was for this list I put together. It's basically the list you see in the Adventure Square thread but with the members names beside them. I had written it down for myself and decided that some of you might be curious aswell. [size=1][b][u]Cell 1[/b][/u] [b]Uchiha Sasuke[/b] (Sakura) Kenta Akira (Lionheart) Hyuuga Nariko (Cyriel) Ii Munemura (Dodeca) [b][u]Cell 2[/b][/u] [b]Uzumaki Naruto[/b] (Revelation) Tetsuni Hart (White) Takeuchi Meiko (Sakura) Miyamoto Keiji (Retribution) [b][u]Cell 3[/b][/u] [b]Zankokusa Shogo[/b] (Athena) Hyuuga Daisuke (Cambrian_Explosion) Kagami Imi (Ezekiel) Zensei Ginmaru (Unborn Lord Xion) [b][u]Cell 4[/b][/u] [b]Aogiri Kaname[/b][/color][color=red](Stark)[/color][color=#333333] Hyuuga Junko (JJ) Akano Kazuko (KKC)[/size] And that's it! I'll update it if more join but I don't that'll happen. PM me if you see anything wrong there.[/color][/QUOTE] [size=1]Other than that little thingy, this looks really good. Hm....*looks at her designated Cell* Oh dear, lol. This is going to be a great deal of fun.[/size]

[quote name='Charles']So yeah, now I'll nominate Revelation as nifty since his error gave me the opportunity to show just how nifty I am.[/quote] [size=1]Too bad Revelation is a girl. :P Though, I wouldn't be too harsh because one wouldn't really know that. I just had to say it, sorry Charles..>>; [/size]

[size=1]You most definitely should continue writing. I find great pleasure in watching you submit to the bandwagon ^_~ It's interesting to see what the same basic mystery can become for different members. Poor Jeh and his purple suit....it seems it wouldn't be his colour. Keep writing, Trev, I'd like to see where this goes.[/size]

[size=1]My favorite was "An Apple a Day". Which is probably why I don't really do trick-or-treating anymore...>>; [/size]

[center][IMG]http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b7/anne-mae/bb4.jpg[/IMG] [size=3][b]Chapter 4- Oh, herro?[/b][/size] [/center] [size=1][I]Click, click, clap, clap[/I], the sound of heels echoed softly at first, but steadily picked up speed and intensity. The pace fluctuated from in sync to out; indicating that there was more than one person approaching. Annie, Syk3, and Arcadia stepped outside the Art by Request forum to see Ezekiel and Mimmi turning the corner of the Studio. The pair stopped and doubled over to catch their breath. They?re hair was a mess and their clothes shredded, and had traces of random letters and letters. [b]?What happened??[/b] Annie knelt beside Ezekiel, whose face on closer inspection carried a furious and shocked expression. Annie looked to Mimmi who kept shaking her head and making effort to release one word. [b]?There were dozens of them,?[/b] her voice trembled, [b]?We couldn?t stop them.? ?They came in all at once after Stuart showed up,?[/b] Ezekiel finally spoke and stood straight. [b]?Who??[/b] Arcadia folded her arms across her chest. [b]?n00bs,?[/b] Mimmi growled. Annie looked to Syk3 and Arcadia, both sighed heavily. The group took a seat in the Constructive Criticism sticky so the story could be told. Mimmi and Ezekiel sat across from Annie; Arcadia stood off to the side, and Syk3 leant against the wall. The room was the center of the Art Studio rules, thus surrounded by traffic. The soft hum of the outside life did little to break the silence before the storm. [b]?Okay, Stuart made his appearance about ten minutes after your IM,?[/b] Mimmi started, brushing out her hair, [b]?At first, perhaps a minute, he was alone. He looked a bit tensed up, and kept glancing over his shoulder. Then,?[/b] she paused, looking to Ezekiel. [b]?Then someone else showed up,?[/b] Ezekiel took over, patting Mimmi?s knee, [b]?I can?t tell you who it was, though.? ?Why not??[/b] Annie scratched at her cheek. [b]?Because the instant the figure started to focus was the instant we got swarmed with n00bs,?[/b] Ezekiel sighed, peeling off the number ?3? from her thigh and dropped it to the floor like a dirty cloth. [b]?It was instantaneous, almost as if it were planned, you know? It was intentional, like a shield,?[/b] Mimmi tried to describe with her hands, also flicking off an occasional letter or number. [b]?I see,?[/b] Annie stood up, [b]?Were the n00bs there when you left?? ?Yes. It was as if we were in a sand storm. They?re n00b language and dialects took over and filled the entire Lounge,?[/b] Ezekiel shuddered and rubbed her arms. Annie nodded and turned to Arcadia, [b]?I would like it if you could get a hold of Simplicity and Sakura; see what they found out, and update them on this situation. I?m going to head over to the Lounge and try to make some sense out of this. Maybe I can beat some sense into one of them and squeeze out some information.?[/b] Arcadia?s face slowly formed a tiny grin in the corners of her mouth. It was her ?badass? grin. Would make sense, right--she?s the Badness. Anyhow, Arcadia swung the door open and made her way for Simplicity and Sakura. Annie turned to the battered bandit pair. [b]?Get cleaned up and rest a bit until I and the others get back. Syk3, would you--?[/b] Annie started but was cut off by Syk3?s extended forefinger. [b]?Don?t worry, if any n00bs try to get past me,?[/b] he reached into his jacket?s breast pocket to pull out his mod rod, [b]?well, let?s just say it won?t be pretty.?[/b] Annie smirked and gave the three a quick salute before leaving the Studio. The OB seemed to be pretty mellow as she walked calmly towards the Lounge. There were a few members striding about, talking and laughing with their friends at their side. A few members sat outside the Music, Movie & TV forum, strumming guitars and discussing their favorite movies of the past year. With the light sound of music and sound effects from television series fading behind her, Annie approached the Lounge with extraordinary caution. She pressed her ear to the door and listened as the loud chatter tangled and churned within. She could hear shouting from older members trying to calm down the relatively new members, shouting from a few moderators and the two admins, and much cursing and random phrases from the n00bs within. [I]Chick-chick..[/I] Annie knew that sound; it was a shotgun readying itself. She jumped back from the door and ducked against the wall; just in case. A series of crashes and booms, followed by pumping of the shotgun was all that was heard. In a matter of a minute and a half, the Lounge was silent. Annie opened the door to see Alan standing amidst the scrabble n00b matter. The smoke and dust settled, and members carefully exited the Lounge. [b]?Jesus, what the fuck was that about? I come back from vacation to that??[/b] Alan swung his trusty shotgun over his shoulder. [b]?Welcome back,?[/b] Annie coughed, waving the settling dust from her face, [b]?This just sprung up.? ?Heh, I haven?t seen a wave of n00bs like that in a long time,?[/b] Alan rubbed his chin. [b]?I know. It was fortunate that you got back when you did,?[/b] Annie shook her foot, flinging dilapidated n00b from her foot. [b]?Well, I?ll leave the cleaning crew for this mess. I?m going to head out,?[/b] Alan nodded firmly and headed for the door, closing it tightly behind him. Standing alone in the middle of the Lounge, Annie scoured the area for anything that could be of use. She shoved old threads that the n00bs had brought back and lifted up new ones that were destroyed with spam. Annie didn?t find a thing besides rubble. She wiped her brow and looked up to see a small shift in a pile a little ways to her right. Quietly, Annie made her way to the pile and grabbed a piece of broken HTML to pry up a thread to look underneath. [b]?|-|3lp m3.??.pw34z..?[/b] it groaned and coughed. Annie crouched beside it and tossed the thread off to the side. The n00b lay motionlessly on the floor. [b]?Who sent you??[/b] Annie tried to sound sincere and friendly. [b]?lol?.h3 pr0mi53d 2 giv3 u5 anim3...?[/b] the n00b looked up at the bandit. [b]?Who did?? ??u can?t no?rofl? ?Can?t know what? Tell me, and I?ll make sure you get medical attention,?[/b] Annie clenched her fists; her patience was dwindling. [b]??w3?LL c0m3 b4cK 2 d3str0y?.teh OB..u just w8...just?.w8.?zomgloolz!!313$!@?[/b] with its last breath, the n00b?s lunatic smirk faded and its body went limp. Cursing, Annie stood up and stormed out of the Lounge; heading back to the Art Studio. In a state of anger and frustration, she ran into a group of members gathered outside of the Studio. They were all chatting and gossiping about what had happened in the Lounge. Some were starting to grow anxious and nervous about the state of the OtakuBoards. Some were so infuriated they were scheming how to strike back if another wave showed up. As Annie closed in, a timid and overly-worried member came rushing up to the crowd. His face looked as if someone announced the end of the world, and his voice squealed with excitement. [b]?The n00bs are spreading all over the ?Boards! They?re going to take over the OB! And I?m worried that there isn?t enough mods on staff!?[/b] he brought his hands to his face. [b]?Calm down, Sandy,?[/b] Stark placed her hand gently on his shoulder, [b]?I?m sure we?ll be just fine.? ?Yes, the n00bs are vicious this time around,?[/b] Annie began, [b]?Everyone go to your blogs or other forums and lock them up. If you wish to stay on the OB, you?re going to help me and the Bandits to push them out. Whoever?s interested, follow me.?[/b] Annie opened the Art Studio?s doors and followed the small number of members into the forum. She directed them to the designated sticky and shut the door tight behind her. Simplicity and Sakura were still missing. [b]?They?re on their way. They have Kitty with them, and wanted her to stay with us until we apprehended Stuart and whoever?s behind this,?[/b] Arcadia reported, [b]?She has a load of information that we need.? ?Right. Thank you, Badness,?[/b] Annie then proceeded to explain what had happened in the Lounge, and what was said right outside. The group was silent for a few minutes when a bang on the Studio?s doors snapped them out of silence. Syk3 slowly advanced on the doors, his mod rod ready. Opening the door slightly, he lowered his rod and allowed Sakura, Simplicity, and Kitty into the Studio. [b]?Glad to see you guys are okay,?[/b] Mimmi smiled, patching up a small wound on Ezekiel?s shoulder. [b]?What happened to you two??[/b] Kitty gasped. [b]?n00bs, and they?re making there way into other parts of the OB. Now, I don?t know who let them in, but I feel that this could be a distraction. Something to throw us off ?their? trail,?[/b] Ezekiel chimed. [b]?Exactly, which is why we need to keep our cool. We need back-up. Someone to take care of the n00bs while we put together information,?[/b] Annie tapped her nose, [b]?I?m going to make a quick phone call.? ?To who??[/b] Sakura tilted her head in curiosity. [b]?The cavalry, Commander Parabola,?[/b] Annie smirked and reached for her cell phone, [b]?He?s been itching to get into some n00b-slaying action.?[/b] Annie walked a little ways away from the group as she waited for her husband to pick up. [b]?Hey, we need your help,?[/b] Annie started, giving the group a reassuring glance, [b]?n00bs have surprised the OB and are taking control?.I?ve got a few members here who?ll help?I?m sure there will be more?.fine, yes, you can bring your team?I don?t know what we?re having for dinner tonight, that?s not why--okay, okay, we?ll have pasta?.how many times do we have to go through this, I don?t like chunky tomato sauce either?.I don?t know, around 7 pm?.just be home around 7.?.don?t you dare go out and think dinner will be warm by the time you get home late, I?m not going to wait for you??But Aaaannnniiiee? isn?t going to get you anywhere, hun?hehe, all right, see you in a bit. Later,?[/b] Annie closed the flap of her cell phone and faced the group. She flashed a smile and looked outside of the room to see if members had gathered again. [b]?Right, Parabola is on his way. He?s bringing a few of his men, combined with you all, we should be good,?[/b] Annie stretched, [b]?Kitty, I need you to tell me what you told Sakura and Simplicity.?[/b] Kitty quickly reviewed what information she had released to two bandits. Annie paced around the room. [b]?With that, and that strange PM to Arcadia, it sounds like he?s been abducted, kidnapped,?[/b] she stopped beside Kitty, who on the word ?kidnapped? started to sob. [b]?But who would want to kidnap my Stuie? And why??[/b] Kitty mewled, clinging to Annie?s leg. [b]?Now?s not the time to be leg humping, silly,?[/b] Annie blushed and Kitty let go, blushing as well, [b]?Think Kitty, was there anyone around the OB who may have had a grudge against your husband??[/b] Kitty wiped the tears from her cheeks and looked at her lap. Annie knelt in front of her. [b]?There is someone who really seemed to envy Stuart for getting a moderator position,?[/b] Kitty hesitated. [b]?You have to tell us who, da?ling. This might be the only way to save your husband,?[/b] Annie pleaded. [b]?We?ll protect you, if that?s what you?re worried about, Kit,?[/b] Simplicity placed a hand on Kitty?s back. The young girl looked around the crowd and hung her head, [b]?Retribution.?[/b] Sakura and Simplicity jumped back in surprise. The two looked at each other, then at Annie. [b]?We had him right under our noses. We had no idea, honest!?[/b] Sakura stuttered in shock. [b]?I wouldn?t expect you to know. I didn?t even think of him,?[/b] Annie rubbed her temples. Mimmi?s and Ezekiel?s faces twisted in confusion, [b]?We couldn?t make out who the figure was in the Lounge. We know it was a male figure, but as soon as things started to clear up, the n00bs filled in.?[/b] Nodding softly, Annie stood up and placed her hands on her hips. Retribution would be a tough game; his Photoshop skills were one of the best on the OB. Who?s to say that he?s just manipulating minions in the form of pictures to attack? The room shook a bit as the ?cavalry? arrived. The Studio?s doors flung open Parabola?s boot. Standing behind him were several ?underdog? members. All of them wearing gas masks with glowing eyes. Annie shuddered but walked up to her husband. [b]?We discovered who kidnapped Stuart, and who is unleashing the n00bs. Your primary target, Retribution. If you find him, I want him alive,?[/b] Annie wagged her index finger, indicating there?d be Hell to pay if Retribution was harmed, [b]?As for the n00bs, get whatever information you can out of them. Failure to comply, they render themselves useless and should be annihilated.?[/b] [b]?Roger that, ma?am,?[/b] Parabola saluted and turned to his group, [b]?You heard the lady. Let?s go kick some n00b ass. Oh yeah, don?t hurt Retribution.?[/b] Annie and the others waved them off. The Bikini Bandit leader turned to her team and thought of what to say. But she was interrupted with Parabola tapping her on the shoulder. [b]?You said ?7 pm?, right?? ?Yes, sometime around 7.? ?Okies. See you then, babe,?[/b] Parabola gave her a quick hug, accidentally hitting her in the head with the filter of his gas mask, and leaped out of the Studio. [b]?Now,?[/b] Annie rubbed her head; Syk3 pointed and laughed, [b]?We?re going to see if we can track down Stuart. Surely if we find him, Retribution won?t be too far behind. Saddle up, people.?[/b] [/size]

[size=1]All right, I looked through the threads that go back 100 days, and didn't see this--if I over-looked it, sorry ^^ I know the OB will undergo changes sometime in the future, so I guess this is a request. When you send someone a PM, that little request for a receipt is really irritating. I want to know why that's there in the first place, and can it be removed when the revamp happens?[/size]

[size=1]The bio/writing sample is a bit long; but it's for good reason to expalin this unique character. I will say that I did improvise and add a few things. If it confuses, please PM me. ^_^ [b]Name[/b]- Zankokusa Shogo (?Sho? with given permission) [b]Height[/b]- 5' 10" [b]Weight[/b]- 172 lbs (very lean) [b]Age[/b]- 25 [b]Gender[/b]- Male [b]Appearance[/b]- [url=http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b7/anne-mae/ninja.jpg][color=orange]Sho[/color][/url], being the unique fellow he is, doesn?t comply with the normal, typical, Jounin appearance of wearing the navy blue suit; though, he does wear the green vest. Normally, Sho is seen wearing a pair of charcoal and black [url=http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b7/anne-mae/hakama_pant.jpg][b]hakama pants[/b][/url] and wooden [url=http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b7/anne-mae/geta_sandals.jpg][b]geta sandals[/b][/url]. His torso is covered in scars so his upper body (from his neck to his wrists and waist) is completely wrapped with muslin bandage; the trademark vest is worn over the bandage wrapping. His face is also covered in scars, but the only thing to be done is wear his home village?s head protector across his eyes (he can?t use them anyway). He lets his long, dark brown hair do pretty much whatever it wants. It's one battle he cannot win; though he does manage to keep most of it up in a ponytail. [b]Rank[/b]- Jounin [b]Personality[/b]-To describe Sho, we?d have to look inside the mind of a maniac. He?s very creative, morbidly to say, and is always on the move. He?s cocky and playful, but punctual and merciless; there is no way to tell if he?s going to praise you (if he would at all) or decapitate you for being an idiot. Oh, yes, he?s short-tempered. But only in battle. When training, Sho is cautious, strict, deathly serious, but pretty much calm. When speaking to Sho on a normal conversation level, he can be crude and vulgar; depends on who he?s talking to. [b]Equipment[/b]- Sho carries the standard kunai on his right thigh, shuriken on his left thigh, and wears a small hip bag, located comfortably on the small of his back, that is full of makibishi [look [url=http://www.narutofan.com/index.php/content-naruto%20encyclopedia,index]here[/url] for info]. Also in the back are your usual smoke bombs, exploding notes, and flash bombs Sho picked up in his travels. These bombs work like smoke bombs, only they release a blinding flash rather than smoke. He uses light-weight, but durable [url=http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b7/anne-mae/image5.jpg][b]twin axes[/b][/url]. They are criss-crossed on his back. [b]Main Weapon/Technique[/b]- Sho, although blind, wields his twin axes with unbelievable precision and grace. Their small size allows for close ranged combat when Jutsu isn?t enough, or can?t be summoned quickly enough. Having no eye sight is a great advantage for Sho in the sense that the opponent cannot read his eyes to figure out what he plans on doing. Sho has perfected Genjutsu and Taijutsu, and shows no mercy once engaged in actual combat. Sho is at the most advantage due to the element of surprise and confusion; usually his opponent?s last words are ?He has no eyes?.how can he see..?. The confusion of Sho?s abilities stuns the opponent and allows him to move in for the kill. Not to mention his tricky Genjutsu plays a large role. What a tricky devil, he is. [b]Biography/Writing Sample[/b]-To understand Shogo, we might want to start in the very roots of his life; starting with his birth? [I][b]?What do you suppose we should do? You know what Hokage Iichiro-sama will do when he finds out about this,? [/b]the house maid questioned Zankokusa Hitashi, the head of the house, the father. [b]?Hitashi-san! Hitashi-san!?[/b] the gardener ran into the house, throwing himself by the feet of the Master. [b]?What is it? Get up off your knees.? ?Th-the Hokage..he?s coming! I tried to delay him, but his henchman..I couldn?t..?[/b] The gardener panted and shook with fear. He looked over to the Master?s wife, she lay in silence, cradling her newborn infant. He noticed the baby?s movement, but not the mother?s. In a sense of confusion, he looked to Hitashi. [b]?Please, take my son away from here. Please, Miki-kun, take him and run as far as you can,? [/b]Hitashi pleaded on his knees, [b]?If Hokage-sama gets his hands on my son, he?ll destroy his gift.? ?Are you saying..? ?Yes, my son, Zankokusa Shogo, has the Sharingan.?[/b][/I] The Sharingan, an incredible ability, the advanced bloodline. And to Hokage Iichiro-sama, a threat to his village?s peace and balance. He believed that the Sharingan was a tool used to create envy amongst other ninjas, and used against honor. He believed that the copying technique the Sharingan was a cheap trick, and should be banned from the ninja?s use. So, to help regulate this bloodline in his village, he made it law to visit each household when the family gave birth to new life. If the child had the Sharingan eye, or eyes, Hokage-sama would have the eyes removed and destroyed. So, what happened to Shogo? Unfortunately, the poor gardener was no match for Hokage?s Anbu; several days after fleeing the village, the gardener was caught and beheaded. However, to his advantage, the gardener was a master at hiding anything he stole. Just a day after fleeing, he hid the infant boy in the depths of the woods. His wife, who was from a neighboring village, gladly took care of Shogo after the gardener was caught. She took care of Shogo until he reached the age of four, until the day she was found; the day Sho got his first kill. [I]He got his first kill while fetching water from the well; it was a wild boar. He had been bending over the well to pull up the bucket when he saw the bushes in front of him wrestling around. The sound of grunting and obscene growling erupted and the bushes burst open, revealing the hideous beast they hid. The boar squealed and charged straight for Shogo. With a blink of the eye, Shogo thrust a shuriken and rolled out of the beast?s rampaging path. He got up quickly, knowing if he didn?t hit it, the boar would come right back. He expected the boar to be hurt, but was surprised to find out what he had truly done. It lay on its side, lifeless and silent. With a great deal of caution, Shogo crept up to the animal that was as big as he was, and kicked at it with his foot. The over-sized pig did not move. Sho leaned over to investigate to find his shuriken lodged deep into the boar?s forehead; right between the eyes. [b]?That was a perfect hit, child,?[/b] a dark, smooth voice came from behind. But before he could whip out another star, his wrist was caught in a death grip and a hand clasped over his mouth. The speed was incredible, and it fascinated Shogo. He looked up to see a figure draped in black robes with a ceramic, cat-like mask. The figure knelt down and released Shogo?s hand. [b]?You?re going to come with me, child. But you must be quiet. If you do not be quiet, I will have to be mean to you,?[/b] he spoke soundly, tilting his head, [b]?I do not want to be mean to you, Zankokusa Shogo. You will be a great ninja some day. I can see that you have amazing potential.?[/b] The figure pointed at the hump of stinking beast. [b]?Now, I?m going to take my hand from your mouth. But promise me that you will not scream,?[/b] the figure pointed his finger to his masked mouth and lifted his hand from Shogo?s face. [b]?Where are we going? Are you a ninja? Will you teach me so I can protect Shiizu-sama?? ?Yes, I am a ninja. A very special type of ninja-? ?Can I be one too??[/b] Shogo?s strange eyes twinkled with delight and hope. [b]?Perhaps,?[/b] the figure chuckled lightly and stood up, [b]?Now, take my hand, we will leave now.? ?What about Shiizu-sama? I want to say good-bye to her.? ?She already knows about your departure with me. The thought of saying ?good-bye? to you was too much for her to bear. I respected her wishes by taking you without her seeing you go. It would?ve made her cry, she said to me.?[/b] With some hesitation, Shogo took the man?s hand and walked away from all that he knew. [b]?What is your name, Sir?? ?You can just call me ?Anbu?.?[/b][/I] Surely, Sho was deceived and brought straight to Hokage. His beautifully cursed eyes were removed, and began his long journey. For years, Shogo struggled to live with the foster family he had been placed in. His mother, obviously, died in childbirth. His father tried to fight off the shinobi but lost his life. Shogo?s foster family took good care of him, it was like he was one of their own. But no matter how good the family was to him, Shogo couldn?t feel comfortable or loved. He had nothing going for him; he had no vision, he had no true friends, no true family. His dream to become a great ninja was shattered, and it was only rubbed deeper into his face from the other kids at school. His only friend left public school to go to the ninja academy, and never contacted him again. [I][b]?Haha! No eyes wants to be a ninja! Hey, Zankokusa, you?ll never be a ninja! You?ll have to have a seeing-dog! Haha!?[/b] The children would laugh and joke, often playing cruel pranks on Shogo. One time, they set thorn brushes on his chair, and that was the nicest thing they ever did. It was when Shogo was in third grade that he got his vengeance. His teacher, Uzimaru-sensei, showed pride and confidence for Shogo. [b]?Shogo-kun, why do you let them torment you?? ?Because, they are right. I?m nothing..and I can?t see them to hit them! What am I supposed to do?!? ?Shogo-kun,?[/b] Uzimaru placed a hand on the trembling boy?s shoulder. [I]What is this..h-he has?incredible..[/I] [b]?Shogo, what would you say if I were to teach you the ways of the ninja?? ?Sensei, I can?t see. How can I-? ?Did you not pay attention to last week?s lesson? The one about chakra?? ?How can that help me..??[/b] The teacher chuckled, and giving Shogo a bowl grapes, he began to explain that chakra can not only be used for jutsu?s, but if he were able to keep proper use and control, Shogo could use it for vision. With intense training and control, Shogo learned how to expel enough chakra to bounce off of, or form around, objects. And with that energy that was bounced back, or radiated from the set object, Shogo was able to ?see? what was around him. This, of course, was a process that took two years to control. Fortunately for Shogo, Uzimaru-Sensei adopted him, and continued to teach him the ways of being a ninja. [b]?Again, Sho. You almost had it!? ?Yes, Uzimaru-Sensei,?[/b] Shogo, now age 10, was mastering the Hidden Eye?s special, and most powerful Genjutsu. [b]? ?9 HELLS? NO GENJUTSU!!? [/b] The small child?s body levitated inches above the ground, the sky around him blackened and rolled with thunder. [b]?That?s it, Sho! Keep control! Don?t be afraid of what happens to me!?[/b] A thick fog filled the training arena, moans from the ghost-like demons fluctuated from dull to ear-piercing, and Shogo stood calmly in the midst of the darkness. His small body shone with a purple light. [b]?Now, just relax, Sho. Do not let the demons around you enter your thoughts. Allow them to flow freely. You can control them. With your control, you can use them to attack, or to defend. Of course, this technique only works on people who have weak inhibitions. Now, release the jutsu. I am proud of you, Shogo. You will be the best ninja that the Hidden Eye has ever produced??[/b][/I] And that?s just what he did. With Uzimaru?s help and ?gentle? persuasion, he was able to convince the dean of the academy to accept Shogo. Only some adjustments had to be made for Shogo, and it was a difficult stay in the academy because of his inability to see. This only aided in perfecting is talents. All of his tests were vocal, and tedious for the teacher. Luckily, Ikuu-sensei?s patience and understanding were abundant. Shogo trained under Uzimaru?s care, and Ikuu?s as well. The Genin exam was nothing for Shogo; it was more of a playground for him. His chakra control and stamina were above even his Jounin?s levels. So it was no surprise that Shogo advanced with little struggle. However, the missions got harder as he advanced more into his training as a Chuunin. Even more difficult, he was on his own now. No teammates, no sensei?s to hold his hand. Instead of someone holding his hand, he had Genin?s of his own to worry about. Not like he couldn?t take care of himself, he was the master of chakra control after all, but to convince a few cocky younglings that he was the best out there was another story. Jounin exams, age an unheard of 18, Shogo proved his worth, and showed a bit of a weakness. To advance to Jounin, Shogo was thrown into a hostile environment completely on his own and ordered to complete an A-class mission. His mission was considered a suicide mission, and was rumored to have a 2 out of 50 survival/or completion ratio--whichever came first, death or completion of the mission. Now, Shogo is no wimp or sissy, or unfortunate for the lack of perfect vision, when it came to defeating many other shinobi. In fact, he held the country?s record for defeating a small army of shinobi on his own within hours. It normally took a group of ninja an entire day, or two, to accomplish such madness. But, it was a challenge when Shogo was faced with dozens to hundreds of enemies at once. And this was only the beginning of his Jounin exam. But, he survived, proudly. A grueling week of non-stop fighting ended with his, and one other selected out of 75, graduation to Jounin. After his graduation, Sho was sent on one final, permanent mission; to train Genin at Konoha?s ninja academy. Many times he was questioned about his teaching habits, but they were waved off because almost every single one of his Genin went on to be Chuunin. [b]Extra Notes[/b]- (1) Though he has a temper and puts on a mask of badness, Sho does have a soft spot for children. Piss him off, though, and you?ve just created yourself a world of Hell under his supervision. You?re only salvation is failure of training and getting a new teacher, or surviving to become Chuunin. (2) His head protector is marked with his home village's symbol, but he is most definitely a Jounin for Hidden Leaf. He honors and is loyal to Hidden Leaf, but he will always be Hidden Eye. (3) He admires Aogiri Kaname, and will backhand the person who upsets her in any way. If you have any questions, feel free to PM me.[/size] *In his appearance, ignore the weapons check behind him. And I added two pictures of him wearing the vest. The back shot is to show how he carries his axes, and the crouching shot is just for S & Gs. ^_^ Because he's just so freakin' hot...>>;

[size=1]Wow, the plot thickens. That's terribly disturbing, the whole dissolving of the organs. As gross as that is, it was a wonderful scene. Yes, I refert to parts of this story as scenes because the story is painted so well, it plays like an episode of some TV show. I can see the expressions, and the body movement. Especially when the rib cage was cut open, you can tell right then and there when everyone jumped back, that the stench was that foul and disgusting. Again, I can't say anything bad about this part--except that it was short :p[/size]

[center][IMG]http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b7/anne-mae/bb3.png[/IMG] [size=3][b]Chapter 3- A Stool's Misery [/b][/size] [/center] [size=1][b]?How hard can this be??[/b] Sakura smiled, folding her hands delicately under her chin. [b]?It?s just a question. A simple, harmless question from two, sweet, harmless girls,?[/b] followed Simplicity who crossed her legs and brushed back her bangs. Their gaze rested quite fixated on a lone member on the opposite side of the room. He sat in a solid red chair with black pipeline trim. His eyes darted from one girl to the other, he clutched the arms of the chairs; not from fear of being interrogated, but from the uncomfortable stiffness the chair offered. [b]?If it?s just a simple question, what?s with the dark lighting around you guys, and the spotlight dangling above my head? ?[/b] he lifted a hand to point at the ceiling above. The girls looked to see that there was, indeed, a spotlight. They both glanced at one another and chuckled in sync, then turned back to face him. [b]?Sorry about that, Retri,?[/b] Sakura giggled and snapped her fingers. The room suddenly lit up, revealing a blast of white walls and carpet. [b]?Ah, my eyes!?[/b] Retribution shielded his face, falling back in the chair. [b]?Stop your whining, and tell us what you know!!?[/b] Simplicity rose from her pink, lush and fuzzy chair. Retribution scrambled to get to his feet. He rubbed furiously at his shocked and rattled eyes and looked to see Simplicity shaking her fingers at him. Blinking in both confusion and pain, his eyes finally focused. [b]?Hey, how come you guys get comfortable chairs??[/b] he pouted. [b]?Did you not just hear me?? ?When?? ?Just now!? ?Yes, you said ?Did you just hear me??? ?NO! The part about stop whining and telling us what you know,?[/b] Simplicity dropped her hands to her side. [b]?Oh, that. Well, the thing is,?[/b] Retribution picked at his thumbnail, [b]?I don?t know what could cause Stuart?s alleged behavior. I talked to him a couple days ago, and he seemed to be normal.?[/b] Sakura stood up and placed a hand on her friend?s shoulder, [b]?Has he spoken to you about any OB member that he normally doesn?t? Like, someone who you know he never really talked to before.? ?No,?[/b] Retribution rubbed his face, [b]?Can I please leave? This room is really killing my head.? ?Fine. Please make contact with us if you do notice anything strange,?[/b] Sakura sighed and sat back down. Retribution nodded and walked past the two. [b]?Well, let?s call on Kitty. She has to notice something odd in her husband?s behavior, right??[/b] Simplicity looked down at her watch. [I]Somewhere in the Art Studio[/I] [b]?I see. Well, I for one can?t tell you anything,?[/b] Syk3 yawned and lied flat on his back. [b]?Yeah, I?m trying to contact him on AIM; but I don?t see him online,?[/b] Annie swiveled in her stool. [b]?Where did you get that stool?? ?I found it??[/b] Syk3 folded his hands behind his head, staring at the stool Annie rubbed the back of her neck and waited to hear word from [b]Badness[/b], or Sakura and Simplicity. [b]?You know I?m here if you do end up needing help. I don?t know what I could possibly do, but,?[/b] Syk3 smirked. [b]?I know, thanks. What are you smirking at??[/b] Annie tucked her hands under her rump. [b]?Oh, nothing. Just that I can see up your skirt, is all,?[/b] Syk3 blew a raspberry and laughed. Annie?s face was burning with embarrassment and she jumped off of the stool. Straightening her skirt, she folded it under her as she sat on the floor. The second she did, Syk3 jumped to his feet and tackled the stool. [b]?Be careful, Syk3!?[/b] Annie called out and covered her face. It was too late, the moderator had already pounced. With a loud smash, both the stool and Syk3 tumbled to the floor. The only thing Annie saw between her fingers were limbs flailing about, Syk3?s hair, and a few broken pieces of the stool flying around. After a few minutes of listening to him groan and curse, Annie sighed and stood up to help him. She started for where he landed when her attention was directed at a soft doorbell sound. Someone had just signed onto AIM. She turned around quickly to see that it was Stuart. Forgetting the mangled mess of Syk3 and stool, Annie ran to the keyboard. [b]?A little?help..?[/b] Syk3?s hand shook above the pile of wood. [I]On AIM[/I] [b]Annie[/b]: Hey Stuart! [b]Stuart[/b]: Yo, what?s goin on? [b]Annie[/b]: Oh, nothing much. How are you doing? [b]Stuart[/b]: I?m dandy, just heading to the Lounge to do my modding for the day. [b]Annie[/b]: Ah, have fun with that. *chuckles* [b]Stuart[/b]: Oh, I plan on it?>> [b]Annie[/b]: Eh? [b]Stuart[/b]: Damn n00bs, I?ll show them. I will show everyone not to mess with my modding abilities! I have the power~~!!2313##$#!zomg *shakes fist* [b]Annie[/b]: ??.are you okay, Stuart? [I]**Error: The user you wish to contact is no longer logged in.[/I] Looking a bit startled, Annie rushed to IM either Ezekiel or Mimmi. [b]Annie[/b]: Mimms, keep your eyes open; Stuart?s heading to the Lounge. See if anyone follows him. [b]Mimmi[/b]: Aye, aye, Captain! *salute* :3 Annie sat back and thought of what to say to Stuart. Her thoughts were shattered with an ?accept message? box popped up. The screen name wasn?t recognizable, but she clicked ?yes? anyway. Perhaps it was someone who could have valuable information. [b]N/A[/b]: I?m watching you and your Bandits. Stay away from our precious, devious plan?or else. [b]Annie[/b]: ?Our?? Who is this? Plan for what..? [b]N/A[/b]: Don?t worry about who I am. It?s better you don?t know. [b]Annie[/b]: What do you mean? [b]N/A[/b]: The less you know, the less danger you and the Bandits will be in. [b]Annie[/b]: Could I at least know why? [I]**Error: The user you wish to contact is no longer logged in.[/I] [b]?Damn it!?[/b] Annie stomped her foot. [b]?What?s going on??[/b] Arcadia?s voice drifted into the room. Annie spun around to see her walking through the door. She stopped to jump back from the tangled stool and moderator. With a curious face, she looked to Annie. [b]?Is he going to be okay?? ?Yeah, just give him a few minutes,?[/b] Annie waved her hands. [b]?So, I sent Stuart a PM,?[/b] Arcadia dug around in the small folder she was carrying under her arm, [b]?And he responded with this.?[/b] She handed Annie a piece of paper. Taking it in one hand, her other on a hip, Annie read aloud: [quote name='Stuart][I']?Hey Arcadia! It?s so cool you PM?d me! I need your help; you and the Bandits have to help me! I?ve been---uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuggggggghhh..*thump*?[/I][/quote] [b]?You can?t be serious? That?s actually what?s written??[/b] Syk3 finally recomposed himself and chucked a piece of wood to the floor. [b]?Yeah?it?s as if he were harshly interrupted,?[/b] Arcadia shrugged, [b]?This is very concerning, Annie. I?ve never seen anything like this.?[/b] [b]?Yeah, I had a strange run-in with him on AIM,?[/b] Annie flipped the paper over and back. She paced a bit before handing the paper back to Arcadia. [b]?What do you think he was trying to say??[/b] Syk3 looked at the paper, then at the AIM conversation. Shaking her head, Annie faced the two. She wondered if any of the other Bandits had found out anything. [I]Back in the interrogation room..[/I] Kitty sat quietly. Her legs folded Indian style. She didn?t seem to have a problem with the red chair. Simplicity and Sakura stared at her for a few minutes. The chipper Kitty didn?t budge. [b]?So, you say you haven?t really seen much of your husband??[/b] Sakura looked at her notepad. [b]?Sadly, I haven?t. After a few weeks ago, he?s been really into staying in hiding. If I see him, he always looks timid and scared ;_;?[/b] Kitty whimpered. Simplicity stood up and walked over to Kitty with a box of Kleenex tissues. Kitty thanked her and clutched the box close to her chest. She plucked a tissue from the top and dabbed under her nose. Simplicity remained standing in front of her chair; Sakura sat back in hers. After Kitty finished blowing her nose and hushed her sniffling, she looked at the two. [b]?I?m really worried for him, not as much as you, Ms. Kitty,?[/b] Sakura finally spoke, looking up from her notes, [b]?Any little detail is very much appreciated and could possibly help us figure out what?s going on.? ?I understand,?[/b] Kitty nodded, eating the tissue she had just used. Sakura and Simplicity blinked at each other, then at Kitty. [b]?So, uh?could you start with telling us what happened a few weeks ago??[/b] Sakura tried to sound as if she hadn?t noticed the gross and odd feast Kitty had just devoured. [b]?One night, weeks ago, Stu had been working all day on the OB. He was very tired and a bit high-strung on all his posting. I told him that he should go out with his friends and relax a bit; unwind and cut loose,?[/b] Kitty sort of choked; Simplicity handed her a glass of water, [b]?Thank you. Anyway, he didn?t come back until late the next afternoon. I asked him what had happened, and he just ignored me; going straight into his den. Now, the den is where he goes to have ?alone time?. When he goes in there, you must not bother him.?[/b] Kitty sliced the air with her hand. Sakura scribbled notes and Simplicity finally sat down. [b]?So, I sort of shrugged it off thinking he?d come around and talk to me. But a few days went by, and he didn?t talk. Instead, he spent most of his time in the den. Whenever he did come out for meals, he would be silent and text message on his cell phone. If I asked who he was talking to, he?d just say ?someone?. One night, he came barging into the house and started shouting at me to pack up. I told him I wasn?t going anywhere until he told me what was going on??[/b] Kitty sniffled again, [b]?He then ran to our room, but when I entered, he was gone.? ?Gone??[/b] Simplicity tilted her head. [b]?Yes. There were clothes strewn about the room, our suitcases were sprawled out on the floor, and our window was broken,?[/b] Kitty sobbed now, burying her face into the tissue. [b]?You haven?t seen him since?? How come you didn?t report this??[/b] Simplicity tapped her nose. [b]?Because, the next day I received a PM from him. He apologized for the way he acted and the sudden disappearing. He said he just needed time to be away. Then, I saw his posts. So, I believed him and let him be alone. I get PM?s from him every now and again?.though, they?re pretty silly and random. I mean, Stu is random and silly at times, but there wasn?t anything like ?I miss you, babe? or ?I hope you?re doing okay; sorry to have put you through such a hassle? or anything like that?.?[/b] The room fell silent, sans Kitty?s soft sobbing and sniffling. Simplicity turned to Sakura who?s face indicated an idea was formulating in her mind. [b]?We need to get in touch with Annie and the others. Kitty, I would like it if you came with us,?[/b] Sakura nodded. [I]In the Otaku Lounge[/I] [b]?Have you heard anything from Annie, other than that IM??[/b] Ezekiel stretched, yawning. [b]?No. I hope everyone?s okay,?[/b] Mimmi peered through her binoculars. [b]?What do you need those for?? ?To find manflesh, of course,?[/b] Mimmi smiled innocently, [b]?Oh, and to see if we can spot anyone following Stuart.?[/b] The two sat perched upon the announcement box, watching the traffic in and out of the Lounge. Ezekiel took out a lunch pale she had brought along and offered Mimmi a sandwich. The Lounge was pretty dormant, and the two struck up a conversation about pants and books. It was a lovely conversation; Mimmi went on and on about her list of people?s pants she?d stolen. That is, until Stuart finally showed up. [b]?Look! He?s here, ?[/b] Ezekiel sat up, leaning over to make sure it was him. [b]?Indeed it is,?[/b] Mimmi looked through the binoculars, [b]?So far, he?s alone.? ?Wait, who?s this??[/b] Ezekiel squinted. [b]?It can?t be! I thought he had been taken care of!?[/b] Mimmi dropped her binoculars. [b]?My goodness, we?d better get a hold of the others. We?re in for a long haul..?[/b][/size]

[size=1]"Wow, so that's what Cousin It looks like...."[/size]

[size=1]I might have something you can have. The next time you see me in game, remind me ^_^ My Ranger is a Necromancer secondary as well; I, at the moment, focus whatever attributes I have left into Blood magic. For healing, I use Life Siphon and Well of Blood. It's all a matter of what makes you feel comfortable. [/size]

[size=1]Only if you know how to play them ^_~[/size]

[size=1]click on the images to enlarge: [center][URL=http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b7/anne-mae/redguitar.png][IMG]http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b7/anne-mae/th_redguitar.png[/IMG][/URL][/center] [b]No Words, No Voice, Just Music[/b]- I'm not sure what inspired me exactly, but I think it has something to do with my love of guitars. I can't play one, but I love to listen to them; and admire the musician who can master the difficult art. My father plays guitar, and ever since I can remember, it's always brought me comfort. I don't need to hear lyrics, I don't need to hear a lead singer's voice--I'd rather just listen to the music. The splatter brush covering the guitarist's eyes is a bit bolder than the rest of the picture, I just realized this; and it's bugging me now, lol. Other than that, I'm pretty content. [center][URL=http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b7/anne-mae/puppet2.jpg][IMG]http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b7/anne-mae/th_puppet2.jpg[/IMG][/URL][/center] [b]Puppet[/b]- I drew this picture last night and felt like it needed something more than just being a plain ol' drawing. So, with a couple of hours of trying to figure out the best look, I came out with this. And I'm absolutely proud of myself. I think my favorite part of this picture is the vinyl-like wrap around him. That turned out much better than I was thinking it was going to look. The next part that I like is the mouth and stitching--really sort of hard to make it look realistic, and I think I did a good job. Now, the hand coming out of his head was supposed to look like one of those wood model things that the art teachers use to show you movement and the joints--in the original picture, you can see all the strings I attached to the fingers, but not so much in this. The bandage and wound on the hand is in the shape of the Cross of Lorraine--look it up for the meaning. Let's see....oh, the tattoo on his forehead and shoulders, well...if you haven't guessed, or don't know, it's Marilyn Manson--so, that should pretty much explain everything that I put into the picture. Please, comments/critiques/questions.[/size]

[size=1]Yes, notice that the chapters are smaller than the original version. But that comes with this story isn't as random, so inserts of sillyness have been cut. Humor is still present, but just in a subtle way--which in some cases, is more entertaining. The story will be filled with more inside jokes rather than random things. Also, I don't really want to rush into things--there are a few things I want to be well thought out. So yeah, I'm doing my best to keep you all on your toes ^_^ [/size] [center][IMG]http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b7/anne-mae/bb2.jpg[/IMG] [size=3][b][u]Chapter 2- Let?s Go, Girls[/b][/u][/size] [/center] [size=1]The room was silent. Five girls, five light and festive bikinis, sat around the rectangular table in the center of the large room. It was a simple, modern meeting room with gray, thin carpet and a slightly darker shade of gray walls. The walls were nearly bare, spare a few, wall-to-floor length black and white photography artwork. The only thing really attractive about this room, besides the girls, was that the fourth wall was a gigantic window that overlooked the entire OtakuBoards. Three skyscrapers dotted the area, surrounded by at least two or three smaller buildings; these were the variations of forums and sub forums. The Bandits were in the fourth building, The Prefecture; specifically, the Suggestions & Feedback forum. Traffic in the streets was a mess at most times, usually causing problems for the Adventure Arena. But for the most part, OtakuBoards ran pretty smoothly. [b]?Magnificant view,?[/b] [url=http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b7/anne-mae/sakura.jpg][color=navy]Sakura[/color][/url] breathed, leaning over the table to peer out. [b]?Yeah, it?s hard to imagine that it wasn?t so huge just a few years ago,?[/b] [url=http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b7/anne-mae/meg.jpg][color=indigo][b]Badness[/b][/color][/url] murmured, still in a state of amazement after really taking a good look. [b]?Hey everyone,?[/b] Annie walked in the door; she?d obviously ran up the stairs because she was huffing a bit, [b]?Sorry, I?m late. I got stuck in a line at the elevator. Apparently, loads of people were needing to make some complaints.? ?About what??[/b] [url=http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b7/anne-mae/simplicity.jpg][color=magenta]Simplicity[/color][/url] chimed in. [b]?I have no idea. It was a blend of grumpy oldies and brand new members,?[/b] Annie sipped her coffee, still standing. She placed her left hand on her hip and looked around the room. Each face was different from the last crew, except for one; luckily, her name had changed from a word so impossible to spell and pronounce to something easier, [url=http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b7/anne-mae/normal_normal_mitsu_rip.jpg][color=darkred]Ezekiel[/color][/url]. Annie flashed a smile and set her cup down on its coaster. [b]?It?s good to see a new group. I appreciate you all for showing up,?[/b] she paced and sighed, [b]?We have a lot of work to do. We?re going to have to do a lot of incognito missions, a bit of spying and stake-outs. ? ?Who is our target??[/b] [url=http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b7/anne-mae/mimms.jpg][color=silver]Mimmi[/color][/url] leaned onto the table and rest her face in her hands. [b]?Stuart,?[/b] Annie replied dryly and picked up a tiny remote control, [b]?Newly appointed moderator of the Otaku Lounge. Our resource has told me that Stuart has been engaging in some mysterious behavior. Now, our source doesn?t know the cause of this behavior; so, it?s our job to infiltrate and find out.?[/b] Annie turned around and pressed a single button on the remote. The blank wall behind her lit up under a projector?s light. Soon, a photo fuzzed and focused to reveal a rather silly picture of Stuart in his jester hat. The girls all chuckled. [b]?What sort of behavior are we talking about, Annie??[/b] Greebo (Ezekiel) folded her arms on the table. [b]?Flaming new members, unnecessary post editing, deleting posts without informing the member. Things of that sort. And I?ve been told this has happened numerous times,?[/b] Annie finally took her seat, crossing her slender legs. [b]?I assume he?s been warned,?[/b] Arcadia sat up, [b]?What keeps an admin from revoking his position? Why hasn?t this been taken care of through the chain of command?? ?James told me that something doesn?t seem right. Something that doesn?t seem normal,?[/b] Annie bit her lip, and cringed; she bit too hard. [b]?I don?t understand,?[/b] Sakura shook her head. [b]?Well,?[/b] Annie leaned in, [b]?it seems he?s being ?controlled? by an unknown source. Maybe this source or person is threatening the young mod to do their deeds.? ?Who in the matrix would do that??[/b] Simplicity growled, [b]?Picking on an innocent, young man like that.? ?That?s why we?re here,?[/b] Annie tapped her fingers on the table, [b]?We have to get in touch with Stuart and see if we can uncover or see any sort of clues. Mimmi, I want you to take Ezekiel with you and stake out in front of the Lounge. See if you notice any member acting iffy. Sakura and Simplicity, you two will talk to Stuart?s closest OB friends; Retribution, Boo, Kitty, anyone you think might have any information on Stuart?s behavior. Arcadia, you?ll stay with me. We?re going to make a little PM to Stuart and see if we can get him to talk.?[/b] The group started to stand up when Ezekiel held up her hand, [b]?What do we do if someone questions us?? ?If you get persistent members, make note of it. They may be suspects. If you can tell they?re just curious, I don?t know?say whatever you like to throw them off. Something like you?re waiting for a friend,?[/b] Annie picked up her things and dismissed the group. [b]?I?ll get started on the PM,?[/b] Arcadia gave a firm nod and walked towards the door. [b]?I?ll be on AIM and see if he?s online there,?[/b] Annie smiled, heading the opposite direction. [I]Here we go..[/I]Annie?s mind buzzed with ?where to start? plans. She didn?t even notice she walked right into the wall past the elevator. Embarrassed, she looked around to check if anyone had seen her. It wasn?t surprising, but it would make for a very upsetting newspaper cover. She stretched out one arm to press the white button on the panel and stood back. She watched the little arrow above the double doors slowly arch itself up to the number of her floor. [I]Ding[/I]. The elevator?s doors groaned and pulled open. Annie looked up and smiled. The figure stood tall in a blue suit and a yellow, button-up shirt. The figure of a moderator she hadn?t seen very much of as of late; Syk3. [b]?Yo,?[/b] he smirked, tossing his jacket over his shoulder, [b]?Long time no see, toots.?[/b][/size]

[size=1]Haha, silly. I'll give up myself for studies---oh wait, this isn't the organ doner thread. >>; Like you offered your hand in my stories, I'll gladly offer mine if need be.[/size]

[size=1]I don't understand why young teens would want to vote. Enjoy your blissful youth while you can~! Now, like it's been said before, most of the population's young teenagers really aren't politically aware of what's going on in the world today. Sure, you see all the violence and war on the news, but do you [i]really[/i] understand what is going on? ****, I'm 20 and I'm still oblivious to what exactly goes on these days. Besides, 16-17 is just a year or two away from being eligible anyhow. Enjoy your young years of not having to worry about voting and all that jazz while it lasts.[/size]

[quote name='? Nomad Tical ?]Look, I don't know how long you've been here, but this is, in my opinion, THE place to go if you have problems. He did get good advice from some people on how to get away, but I think that in his heart [b]he also wanted people to give him working alternatives[/b']. Sometimes what's on our mind doesn't come out in our words. Personally, I like when people come to us for advice, and he's gotten some.[/quote] [size=1]He [b]has[/b] gotten other working alternatives; he just keeps making excuses on how it won't work. When, trust me and everyone who's tried to tell him, it [b]does[/b] work if you get your *** to doing something about the situation. Sitting around, whining about it is [b]not[/b] going to help. For that matter, spending all this time planning on a way to runaway is just wasting time. You'll spend more time festering over a plan, putting things together, than actually carrying out your mission. The best way to get back at your dad is to put a bit of scare--and not by threatening his life. But by taking the initiative and the balls to go to the proper authorities and reporting him. I know that you don't have evidence, so don't come back with that; find other ways of making things work. As it was suggested, get a tape recorder. Plus, if you continue to talk to someone about how each time he mistreats/abuses you, it draws attention and they will do something about it. Go to a counselor, without your father's knowledge (you're a big boy, you can do this by yourself or with a friend), and talk to them. Whether it helps your father stay off of your back or not, talking with a professional does help. Perhaps they can offer you activities that would take up your time away from the house. There's another thing, school activities. Does your school provide anything that could keep you away from home for a few extra hours? Something you can focus your thoughts and time to? Something that can help you vent? I find that drawing relieves me of stress. Pick up an musical instrument, maybe? Just something that can take your mind away from the household...something that can save you from whatever goes on around you.[/size]

[size=1]I assure you, if I had any thing "negative" to say, I would. But, alas, I cannot say anything negative with this story. The emotional level is so powerful; specifically, between Ezekiel and ULX. There is so much to tell, but you don't blurt it all out at once--yet, with little history, you're able to give enough to satisfy. Excellent work, doll. ^_^[/size]

[size=1]Well...that was random. Disgusting, smugly entertaining, and [b]non[/b]-sexy. I am disappointed. :animeangr Nah, I'm only half-teasing. It was funny, and disgusting. But, I shouldn't expect less from you two ;p[/size]

[size=1]You might want to look into Mindless Self Indulgence. They're really---out there, lol. But, I adore them. Fast music, strange lyrics, strange vocals...just an absolute blast to listen to. You find something new in the songs every time you listen, there's just so much stuff going on in the music,lol. [/size]

[size=1]There's a Build-A-Bear in the mall near me; and it scares me each time I pass by. It's just too, too happy, lol. Anyway, a tradition me and my best friends had...First, let me explain the best friends, hehe. When I lived in Oklahoma, I was a junior fire-fighter for a volunteer fire department; and me and my girlfriend were the only girls. But, all of the guys accepted us as "one of the guys" and treated us like little sisters. It was good fun, and we all became very close. So, after every fire we all hung out at the fire station to talk about the fire and all that stuff. Afterwards, a few of us would all go out for food; usually coffee or something. Doesn't sound very fun, but it was just something we all did. And if it were during the summer, after the fires, everyone would come over to my house and we'd go swimming in the pool, and have pizza ^_^ I miss those days....[/size]

[size=1][b]Retri-poo[/b], I love the banner. You know me, fan of black and white. And, you have some sort of charm to pull off the revolution/revolt/protest/war-esque genre so well. The crop is great; it shows you all you need to see, and not so cramped up. However, I'm sad to say I can't say the same thing about your avatar. I can appreciate what you are capturing with this set, but unlike the cleanliness of your banner, the avatar is bunched up--and pixely. I'm not fond of all the space either; the white columns behind Martin Luther King, Jr. really kind of dwarf him. King was a very important man, and I think that if you zoomed in on him more, the avatar would be even more moving/strong. 7/10[/size]