Swordsaint

Kirin looked at his sword then at the Wryvm. "Personally, I'd like to kill it, damn thing notced up my blade. But...that's not up to me." He looked at Mat. Both the red mages came over, mulling over what to do about the beast. Mat shook his head. "No. We can't kill it, not now that it's been tamed like this." Kirin sighed, disapointed. "Right, the Paladin's code of honor. Well then! do we continue on to the windurst area?" The Galka spoke first. "What about the Wryvm?" The group turned. each looking questioningly at the tamed creature.

Hmm, I guess I should have posted that I was kind of joking around. But I accept your apology none the less. And thank you for the applause. But I guess I could understand a bit about how you feel. A lot of guys do forget about valentines day. At my school people have put up posters for V-day parties and all that, but most of them were girls. Most of the guys were talking about how they hated so-and-so, or the big game coming up this weekend. *sighs* I apologize on behalf of men for many guys being inconsiderate dolts. *Laughs at his rediculous statement* hmmm I'm an idiot...

OOC: your right...that makes no sense at all. stop that. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Kit smacked his head as Kaz Teleported in. a loud "Hiya!"was heard before the door burst open. In shock of a kid appearing out of thin air, the bandit leader slit the village leader's throat open with his kodachi. "Kaz you moron!" The middle schoolers rushed in, quickly overpowering the bandits. They hacked and slashed, severing limbs from bodies. Amaya skillfully parried their swords with her hands, then broke their arms up to their shoulders before snapping their necks like brittle twigs. YUKA (I got it right!) swung her hammer of doom with all her might. Bandits splattered against the wall, leaving huge trails of blood. Katana's katana (Funny ain't it?) swung to and fro, each time a bandit cried out in pain then died. The skirmish was quickly over, the blood pooled up in the room, it slowly dripped through the floor boards. Sano walked up to kaz, fury bruning in his eyes. He pulled his arm back, slamming his fist into Kaz's gut, doubling him over. "You idiot!"

We could get there eventually. Anythings possible in my mind. Heck we could end up being able to do things in Dbz! Is it likely? No, not really, but still we gots a shot at it. I think being able to talk to each other telapathically over a good distance would be dertermined by how strong your mind/ability is. Ya know, it'd be easier to speak to someone a foot away rather than a continent away. I dunno, maybe it won't be dertemined like that. but that's the only certain thing about the future, the uncertainty.

I'd love to have a whole week of school off! I'd call my girlfriend, play video games, read, cook, and a whole lot of fun things! I've only had 3 days off from school though due to snow days. But those three day's were three of the best days of my life. I didn't have to put up with racist hick crap. Ignorant teachers that I could run circles around intellectually. Or homework. IT WAS BLISSFULL HEAVEN! and I didn't kill my brothers either... I maimed them. :D

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by the_fizz [/i] [B][color=royalblue] So, as for me I just going spend it with my loved ones this year, yes that means that I am going to be ?single? for a day because he is a forgetful. Men they never remember day like Valentine?s Day anyways. :rolleyes: [/color] [/B][/QUOTE] Hey! I'm a guy! I Remember Valentines day! I started planning for it last week for my girlfriend. *Does the victory dance* I'm all set for it! Sorry, but not all men forget about things like valentines day. And no I'm not refering to gay guys. Straight men remember things like that too.

China. The very beating heart of the fireworks production. BUY ASSLOADS OF FIREWORKS! their probably cheaper their, than in the U.S. with import and exporting and all that stuff. I'd say try to check out the bamboo forests, those are supposed to be pretty cool. In Japan, like Angelus_necare said, check out the temples, they're very beautiful. Crime is low (except rape and drunkeness) in Tokyo, and It's the very beating heart of anime production! I think it's safe to say that just about everyone here on OB would be trying hard to buy DvD's of their Fav anime with english translations. :D Try not to forget to enjoy yourself though! Wish I were you! he y maybe you could smuggle me in your bagage! Hey!? where are you going? Wait!...

I kind of like V-day. Like some others that have posted on here, I thinks it's a day to remind people about their relationships when they're neck deep in other crap. And it's a day for people to hook up with each other. I'm not denying that all the malls and corporations out there try to cash in on V-day. I mean of course they do! people want to do thing for that special someone, and V-day is a traditional time to do it... Ya know, when you look at it, it's not Valentines day that sucks. It's all the inconsiderate and advantageous pricks out there that are...

*Does the happy dance of victory* WooHoo! I claim the 200th post! Yuka, i be sorry for the mix up. *Sweatdrops as Yuka pulls back for a mighty swing...* --------------------------------------------------------------------- Yuki, Amaya, and Kit went upstairs with Sano and Kenshin. They had split up coming to a long hallway with several rooms. Ken and sano searched one end, while the middleschoolers searched started to search the others. Yuki excitedly kicked a door open yelling "This one's mines!" Kit and Amaya sweatdropped as she hummed incoherently about cookies and suger. Kit glanced at amaya. "I guess that means we search the one at the end of the hall." "Yup." The walked down to the door, Kit's hand stopping on the door knob. He blushed slightly. "I want you to know that...I'm sorry for what I did." Amaya's breath caught as she remembered the horrific scene that would've killed Kit. "It's all right, I understand why you did." Kit turned to her, he blushed even more. " I should've told you this days ago." Kit stared deep into her eyes, they were endless pools of beauty. He leaned his face closer to hers. " I love you." Then he kissed her. Amaya's eyes widened with shock, her face turned red. Kit trembled inside, he couldn't believe he was actually kissing her! Niether of them heard or saw a snickering Yuki sneaking downstairs...

ALMOST all of the middle schoolers were rushing for the villages leaders house. Black smoke hung in the air, it made it harder to see, and breathe. Many of the houses were reduced to smoldering ashes. A few were still burning. They came upon the leader's house, his was the largest, and one of the few not burnt to the ground. The middle schoolers could hear the bandits inside, they were macking one heck of a ruckus with their celebration. Silohettes(sp?) of them could be seen through the curtains. Katana was the first to break their silence. "So do we go in and kick the crap out of them? Or do we make a plan and then kick the crap out of them?" Kaz glanced around. "I say we kick the crap out of them!" Kit sighed, smiling at his friends eagerness. "How about you go through the window" he pointed at kaz, who nodded. He pointed to katana "You get the front door." Katana giggled happily. Then to amaya "You go round to the side window." she smiled, then nodded. he pointed lastly to yuki. "You get the back door, and I'll take the roof. we ready." all grinned and in unison... "Ready." all the middle schoolers ran to their designated positions. Kit scaled the wall and sat on the roof, about to go in when Katana started to talk excitedly.. "Yuka! Hey I thought you were leaving!" "So I came back. I just wanna kill me some bandit scumbags!" "That's great! but uh...yuka?" "What?" "we sort of made a plan so we..." "Yeah, like we need a plan, let's go now." Yuka kicked open the wooden door, popping her knuckles. "Who wants to take on the legendary Yuka!" Kit and Katana sweatdropped. The bandits stood slowly, all drawing their Katana's. "NOW!" kit yelled. all the middle schoolers crashed through windows, and yuki through the back door with her hammer of doom! (Bwahahaha!) ----------------------------------------------------------------- HaHaHa! I have so much fun with katana's name! *rolls laughing* can you see a bunch of bandits drawing KATANA! hehehe *tears stream down his face*

The entire group snapped their heads in the direction of the voice. A Wryvm was charging at them, and...a person was being dragged along behind it, his sword lodged into it's backside. The creature appeared to pay no head to it. Mat yelled "Scatter!" he and both the red mages, and the beastmaster darted in different directions, Kirin stood his ground drawing his sword, waiting till the creature was on top of him. He neatly sidestepped dragging his sword along the sprinting creature's left side. He generally pissed it off more than he hurt it. The beast whirled on him snapping it's powerfull jaws. Kirin barely rolled out of the way. Mat rushed back in, bellowing his war cry. The Wryvm turned to see what had made such a noise, only to find mat's sword brought down on it's face. Kaiho rushed in, his blade bare, he slashed at the creatures tendons, hoping to slow it in some way, or at least hurt it. The others were doing their best to do so. His ears caught a chanting sound, both of the mages were chanting their spells, and were about to fire. ooc: hope that works good's enough!

I loves Castlevainia, me's in! I'm not sure what you have planned Mai, but if the bio don't work me fix's it. Name: Darek twin blade Age: 19 Race: Human Gender: male Description: Wears a brown bandanna, covering his spikey blue hair. His steel colored eyes sparkle with a seemingly knowing look. He stands roughly(Sp?) at 6'3, and wieghs about 173 lbs. His skin is slightly pale from his "nightjob". he comonly wears a brown leather high cut vest, over a chainmail shirt. His padded breaches are layered with leather, and he wears simple leather boots. Twin swords hang from loose worn swordbelts, and wooden stakes line the backside of his belt. A simple wooden cross hangs round his neck. Bio: Darek grew up living close to Aerin and her family. His family knew and kept her families secret. Aerin and Darek were friends all throughout their child hood. Always watching each others back. Aerin chose the path of magic, while Darek chose the path of the sword. They trained together, combining magic and steel to overcome the minions of darkness. Darek feels more of a big brother relationship to Aerin than anything else, so he will not hesitate to throw himself into danger to protect her. He's done so several times, though mainly against human opponents due to her tomboyish attitude and rudeness. Side: Good Powers/Weapons:Twin swords, blessed by priest for an extra bite, against the minions of evil. Wooden stakes also line his belt. Double image: The reason Darek's known as 'Twin Blade' is only partly due to the twin swords he wields. His Unique power is what gave him the name. He can make a double image of him self appear. This is all the more threatening because the image can strike opponents as well. Again, if the bio doesn't work, pm me and I fix's it.

This isn't my first date or kiss. But it is my first date and kiss with this girl. We were over at my aunt cheryl's for the superbowl. I went and picked her up. And we played pool, watched movies (She did, I mostly watched her and ate food.) then about 20 minutes before It was time for her to go, I asked her If I could kiss her (So I'm shy about stuff like that.) she said yes, and I gave her a 5 second frencher. I've never felt like I was on top of the world for three days straight before. anywho...

Hmmm lets try this button! *Pushes red button* OHHH NOOO WERE ALL GOING TO DIE!!!!! anyhow heres the caption: He must be narcaleptic(SP?) Funny right? no I know it's not, but I can't come up with anything else.

you take a lot of time to do these, don't you. The story's alway well thought out! Name: Darren age: 29 Entity: Murder Bio: Darren grew up ina decent home, with a good, decent family, in a decent neighborhood. He had good friends at school, never did anything wrong, never said a cross word to anybody. But dark, malevolent voices would stirr in his head, every now and then. They demanded blood, fear, terror building up to a crescendo! They wanted murder. He would calmly sit back, take a few deep breaths, and the voices would silence themselves, as if realizing they couldn't drive him to do it today. Then a special girl came one day. A beautiful girl. Here name was Clara. Her skin was so smooth, so pure. Unmarred by any rigors of life at all. It screamed to be slashed and hacked apart. The voices would scream "Take her! Rend her warm supple flesh! Let her blood dye the pure whiteness of her skin red! let her screams echo through your being. Again he supressed the voices. And after a time, he worked up the courage to ask her to the prom dance. She said yes. The voices rang again, auplauding him for luring in a victim. They showed him images of what she would look like, with him tearing into her with Knives and hooks. The images became more and more vile, degrading. He was soaked in sweat when he got home. His mind had finally bent and twisted so much to deal with the voices, that it snapped in two. Prom came around, he picked Clara up. He showed her to a wonderful time. He danced with her, took her to dinner treated her to the most delightful of things, as these were her last moments. Prom ended and he said he was taking her the "long way" home. She smiled at him, not even suspecting what he had planned. He stopped the car at a private place. A place where teens could be alone. She smiled and slowly undid her blouse. Darren smile, slowly taking off his tux. He told her to wait while he put something on. She laughed, still unsuspecting. He put on a black leather mask, stitched together from various pieces, he put on a utility belt decorated with knives, of which he drew tthe longest, serrated one. He stepped out of the car, clara had taken her blouse off. Darran cut into his own flesh first, waiting for her scream. And scream she did, she ran from him, but he gave chase, fueled by the deranged voices in his head. He leapt on her, driving the Knife through her shoulder. He jerked it free, her blood spraying up his body. He began stabbing furiously, hacking like the madman he was, dismembering her soft skin, rending it. He had never felt such gratification in his life at all! He left her dismembered body scattered all over the road, to the animals. He returned to being a mild mannered guy, luring unsuspecting, trusting victims. Magic: fire Description: His long, black hair, is alway finely combed. He wears his business suit, and generally presents a warm, happy figure. No one suspects that behind those smiling grey eyes, are the thoughts of a murderer. When he fights, or slaughters a victim, he wears loose fitting, blood stained jeans. He goes shirtless revealing the hideous scars he's collected from others, and himself. He wears a stitched black mask, that covers his entire head. Spikes encircle the eye holes, the mouth piece is cut into a large wicked smile. A utility belt hangs with assorted knives, daggers and hooks decorating it. His boots, lay riddled with bloodstained spikes. Weapons: A pair of long daggers, and hooks. He can use just about anything as an impromptue weapon. sorry about the long bio, got hit with a burst of creativity, hope you likes it!

*grins* awww dang. I like drama. It's cool that Kit's alive, but the drama was awesome. Oh wells. And yes Katana, that was a good post. ---------------------------------------------------------------- Kit glanced around, after he returned to normal. Was he really alive? Or was he now just a wandering spirit now that Hayao was dead? He looked at Amaya, who hugged him tightly. Tears still streamed down her face, he could feel her...sqeezing the air out of him. Yup, he was still alive. He smiled, relfief was overwhelming. His friends were all alive! Kurumi had passed out, she was being carried by a bloody Kenshin. Kaz was helping sanoske walk. They started the walk, but Kit had something on his mind as he and Amaya walked next to each other. "I'm going to miss this place." all the others looked over at him, their eyes held the same feeling. They enjoyed living here, they wanted to stay. Katana spoke for the rest of them. "But, our families are waiting for us, back in the future. And like Yuka said, they're probably worried sick about us." Kaz spoke up. "But since we can travel through time, couldn't we just go back to the moment where we were teleported here." Everyone stopped, considering what he had said. Ken and Sano looked at the middle schoolers expectantly for their answer. Everyone rounded on Kaz yelling and screaming. "That means we'd be back in school!" "You dork! I don't wanna be in school right after going through this!" "Yeah! Were going back, AFTER school's out!" Kenshin and Sanoske sweatdropped. "These kids from the future sure hate school." "That they do Sano."

Ya know, I agree with you on the "School sucks!" part. But sitting on your butt at home, is wasting your life as well. However much it sucks, the way society has progressed, school is important. I wish it weren't so, but it is. So you know what you gotta do when things are how they are, and you really can't change a damn thing about it... Just keep swimming, just keep swimming, just keep swimming swimming swimming... anyhow, you stop whining and deal with it, 12 years out of about 80 or so isn't that bad. It sucks but it ain't bad compared to starving on the street with bills up the ying yang, and 4 other mouths to feed other than your own.

OOC: Never mind the question I pm'ed you lrb, I'll start with da group... IC: Kirin turned as mat said the name, something was going on. A fistfight had broken between to other adventures. He watched silently, excitement burned in his eyes though. He looked around, taking in the sights and smells. People of various races stood around, all signing up for recruitment. One stood out from the rest. It was a hume, clad in armor, a long thin, blade hung at his side. A dangerous look seemed to twinkle in his eye for a moment, then he disapered back into the crowd. "Hey kirin!" kirin whipped around hearing mat's voice. "Did you hear what I said? Our clan name is_______" ooC: Hope that works!

Kit stared at the body laying on the ground. It was finally over. Kenshin and Sano were helping each other stand, Kaz mumbled to himself about returning to the future. Katana used the last of her power to heal Yuki's wound, then leaned against a building to stay standing. Kit and amaya stood close to each other, not realizing they were holding each others hands. All of them started to leave in silence... Hayao's body stirred slightly. He lifted his bloodied head to see them all leaving. Snarling in disgust of his own weakness, he grabbed hold of his katana and got to his feet. He fell back into a fighting stance before he charged. Everyone turned in shock to see Hayao charging at them. An insane, sadistic fury flared in his eyes. He planned to take someone with him if he was to lose. Kaz barely had time to block the vicious blow with his Katar. He was thrown back by the force of the blow, his Katar shattering. Kit launched at him, his Knunchaku flailing about his body. Hayao sliced them neatly in twain, socking Kit in the face with his swords handgaurd. Yuki whipped out her hammer of doom, and Katana lunged at him with her sword bare. Hayao held nothing back, he lashed out with all his fury, knocking both girls aside like rag dolls. Kurumi Swung once, twice, thrice, but hayao had more skill than any of them. He easily dodged, bringing his sword acrossed her belly. Kit sat up, his face hurting like he had been hit by a semi, and realized his nightmare. All his friends lay scattered, unmoving. Blood dripped from each of them. He watched amaya unleash a fire storm on Hayao, but to no avail. He stepped through the flames, ignoring the heat. His hand snapped up, locking around her throat. She kept the flames pouring onto him, but he remained unfased. Slowly the flames died, her eyes closed, she hung limply in his grip. He tossed her aside, like he would garbage. "NOOOOOOOOOO!" Kit watched her hit the ground, seemingly dead. He crawled over to her. She wouldn't move. Kenshin and Sano were fighting Hayao now, bit Kit hardly noticed. His eyes focused on Amaya only. Tears of pain and fury poured from Kit's eyes. His friends were dead! Amaya was dead. His head turned towards Hayao. He would kill him, even at the cost of his life, Kit would kill him. Kit stood, drawing his katana. He focused his energy into the earth around hayao. Stone rose up, encasing Hayao's legs. Seeing him trapt, kit leapt up, pointing his sword for Hayao. Hayao smiled wickedly turning his sword to face kit. Kenshin and Sano yelled to kit, trying to warn him, but Kit didn't hear, He could only see amaya, his friends and the one that had killed them. He could only hear their voices, and the heartbeat of their murderer. Hayao swung his Katan behind him, knocking kits aside, and it blunged into Kits heart. Kit gasped 'no! He's supposed to die, I have to avenge them. He wrapped his arms around Hayao's kepping him from drawing his katana out. Kit looked at Kenshin and Sanoske one last time "Ken Sano NOW!" Kenshin and Sano drove home on the defensless Hayao, Hayao, finishing him. Kit fell away, next to amaya. He looked at her, wanting her to be the last thing he saw, he was beyond Katana's healing now, even if she were alive and at full strength. "I'm sorry I couldn't aveng you my self. But he's gone now." Amaya stired, her eyes opened. Kit's eyes widened in shock. Weakly he turned, the others were moving as well. Tears of joy welled up in his eyes. His friends were alive, he could die in peace. Kit turned back to amaya, who tride to stop the river of blood pouring from Kit's wound. Crystal clear tears of sorrow dripped from her tear streked face. Gently he lifted his hand to her face, brushing away her tears. "Don't cry, your prettier when you smile. I'm sorry that I didn't say it sooner, but I didn't know how to." Kit coughed, blood flecked from his mouth, he was almost gone, his strength was fading fast. --------------------------------------------------------------------- ooc: Sorry if anybody didn't want any of us to die, but I like drama, and it's a good ending me thinks. *cues sorrowful music*

Yeah I've thought about that a lot. Especially lately. Life I feel, Is a test, a way of discovering who you are, before you pass on to the next world (heaven, or whatever it may be called.) and what you can be. People say live your life to the fullest so that when it's time for you to leave this world, you can say: "I have no regrets." To be honest I'm not entirely sure what the point is, but that's not the point. You need to find your own truth, what helps you to see the world.

Kit's eyes widened in surprise. Sano and Ken had appeared out of nowhere. Kenshin looked back at him, eyes smiling. "It is good to see your okay kit, that it is." Kenshin turned back to Hayao, watching Sano throw punches at him. Hayao dodged most, but the ones that landed were rewarded with grunts of pain. Hayao's Katana flashed once, slicing into Sanoske's side. Kenshin rushed in, bearing his reverseblade into Hayao's back. Hayao barely blocked in time, th eblow surely would have stopped the fight there. Both Warriors leapt away from each other, then rushed back at blinding speeds, sparks flying off their blades as they met. The middle schoolers could only sit and watch in total awe of the skill displayed by the two warriors. They moved with such blinding speed, skill and grace, that they seemed near inhuman. Shaking the awe from his being Kaz wielded his Katar and rushed into the fray, the others tried to stop him, but he merely teleported away. Hayao easily blocked each of the strikes Kaz sent at him, knocking him in front of Kenshin's swing. Kenshin stopped mid swing, giving hayao the time ti strik. He drove his blade through Kenshin's leg. Ken's eye's widened, he gasped for air as pain flooded his mind. Sanoske let out a roar and jumped back in, fists hammering into Hayao's back. OOC: This should get things going! :D

Holy crap. Again, like many other people have said: Your about dead on accurate about me! I wonder how people figured this stuff out so long ago. It's kind of creepy yet cool at the same time! How'd you get into this stuff anyway? I tried but I couldn't find any books *runs from crazed dust bunnies while thinking on Zodiacs*

OOC: NO! I'm not going to let this thread die! The storie isn't finished and it's to good! *Heroically thinks hard to improve his post*...ow _________________________________________ Kit gasped for air, the wound still hurt, despite being healed. But he wouldn't let himself falter, not now, he had to stay with his friends, to protect them. To aid them. Much of his concern was for amaya as well. She hardly seemed to speak now. Their dangerous quarry led them on a chase through the expansive city. They were all starting to tire, but none of them wanted to loose sight of Aconite(right guy?) He led them further and further from the sprawl of the city, going into the slums. The smells of the city changed from pleasent to the foul smell of human waste. The buildings had a grimy brown buildup on them. Poeple glanced once at the sprinters, and hurried into their homes in fear. Those without homes huddled into the alleyways. Aconite stopped in an open area, what used to be a playground. Everone else stopped as well, all eyes watching Aconite closely. __________________________________________ OOC: PLEASE! someone else post here! I wanna see what happens at the end of the story!

I'm ins! looks like we needs an old fashioned warrior! Name:Kirin Du'gre Gender: Male Race Hume occupation: warrior Nation:Bastok Bio: Kirin grew up the son of a noble in bastok. He was given the silver spoon treatment by everyone he met that knew him. Thos that didn't learned quickly, and Kirin hated it. He was sent to the academy to learn Swordsmanship fromt the finest of trainers in the land. More and more he resented the power his father, and his name had. Everyone kissed his feet, asking him to put in the good word to his dad. One day, when he returned home from the academy, his father welcomed him, congradulating him for his graduation. He glared at his dad saying that he hadn't graduated at all, that the only reason he had graduated was because his father had paid everyone off! His father grew angry at Kirin's ungratefullness, and in his anger, and the insult to his honor, he challenged Kirin to a duel. Kirin easily beat his father, slicing of his hand. His father lay on the ground wrapping his coat over the wound to stop the bleeding. Kirin left, in simple clothes, with a simple sword, and no coin. Using only his skill as a swordsman to make his way in the world Description: Kirin stands at 6ft. His hair stays uncombed, and looks spiked as a result. He wears a simple brown leather vest, and cloth breeches. His white shirt, now gray, has several stains splattered acrossed it. A genuine look of contentness lights up his eyes always, and a freindly smile can always be found on his lips. A simple looking longsword hangs from an old leather swordbelt on his left hip.

Stretch likes to try NUTS. all the time, nuts always seem to be in his mouth, 24/7. Big nuts, little nuts, salty nuts bland nuts, honeyed nuts, brown nuts, white nuts. Anyhow, The most awfull thing I've ever tasted was spinach. *pukes* I ask myself everyday, "Why? Why would someone eat this?" (Sorry if the making fun of stretch is a little gross or innapropriate, but I know the dorkish fellow and couldn't resist. :D )