Ezekiel

[COLOR=SlateGray]Thank you soooo much, I love them! *huggles*[/COLOR]

[COLOR=SlateGray]Imogen rode through a forest on her horse, not the exact sight she wanted to portray, mind you. She would have paid for that beautiful black stallion if she wasn?t broke, so, she instead opted for cheaply saving an old horse from the knackers yard and riding that as far as the poor old thing could take her. She road into a port town, Fabul Port she believed it to be called. The sea breeze ruffled her blond hair and she cast her eyes to the horizon, hearing the horse pant as it made it?s slow way to an Inn. She dismounted and patted the horse on the back, leaving it untied in a hope that it would have the sense to walk off and die in peace. She was walking down the street, not interested in food for the moment when she walked straight into a travelling couple walking in the direction of the port itself. She 'eeped' and fell back, landing squarely on her backside, when she pushed the bangs out of her face she noticed two people staring at her, a man and a women, both looked disgruntled and slightly annoyed at her intuition. "My greatest apologies!" she shouted, climbing up off the floor and dusting herself off, "I was looking for a way to get to Hyrule and I wasn?t concentrating...you see...my horse is practically dead and I have no money for food so --" the man cut her off, "You're...travelling to Hyrule?" Imogen nodded in reply, a blush plastered on her face, "Yes...I felt I had to go." The two companions looked at each other and nodded simultaneously, they each grabbed one of Imogen's arms and pulled her along quickly, introducing themselves as they went.[/COLOR] [B]OOC sorry for the shortness-ness, I'm was in a hurry to get this done.[/B]

[COLOR=SlateGray]*sighs* Allow me to add to this rather interesting thread.... My school is in Liverpool, the main congregation of scalls (the ?hard-men?) and thugs. Now, if you're from Liverpool, don?t shoot me down, I am too and I'm merely making an observation...anyways... We have major problems in our school, but a drama for me occurs everyday, almost ever lesson and certainly every lunchtime, but it's something that I have grown used too....like cheese adverts on TV....annoying, but not a damn thing in hell you can do about it. Let me introduce the characters in this parody: Me- Jamie Stalker Bisexual- Caitlin My friends who think that this is hilarious- *beep beep* .... *cough* Okay, I come to school and I'm greeted by my two best friends, Natalie and Melissa, who come up and hug me with a nice 'hello'. I hug back and as I go to sit down I am forcefully glomped by Caitlin, who is calling me 'her Jamie', 'Jam-Jam' or if I'm lucky, 'Jay'. So, I pat her on the back, force a smile onto my face and walk off grumbling about the damn girl, ignoring the laughs of my friends. So, lesson time, usually English. I sit down next to my friend Joe, who has got the Caitlin problem down and usually just tells her to '**** off'....which she doesn?t...but that really [I]is[/I] beside the point. She comes over to my desk when my teacher is out the room and hugs me around the neck like we're dating or something, I sigh and say my usual bored greeting of, 'Hello, Caitlin' and continue with my work as she happily talks to me while clinging to my neck. When she has to go, she has the audacity to kiss me on the cheek before leaving for her desk. As I swear, there is a chorus of laughter from my friends and then the teacher enters and i put my usual face back on again, scrubbing my cheek to get the germs away. Now, you may think that the problem I have is that she is bi, that's not it at all, my best friend is, the problem I have is that she won?t leave me alone. A guy would feel the same with a girl and a girl would feel the same with a guy, so don?t get me wrong. I drop hints, I act cold too her but she seems to like me even more. I moved up from being a good friend, to top of her 'Crushes' list, especially after I got my hair cut short...then she really would leave me alone *sighs* ...I think I've complained enough, I'll be sure to add more if anything else happens after the holidays...God forbid.... Oh, and WristCutter, your post, no matter how un-related it was, was wonderfully amusing.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=SlateGray]I don?t think you?re being un-reasonable at all. I know everyone was once a newbie who didn?t know the rules and was worried about messing up, but when I joined, there was no where [I]near[/I] as many spammy or bad quality posts as there has been lately. I admit that I didn?t read the rules all the way through and that my first thread was closed (for being in the wrong place) but after that I made sure to check that what I done was correct and to the correct standards. I've been around in the Adventure Square/Inn for quite a while now and it's horrible when you see it getting filled with bad quality posts like you pointed out, it really pulls the standards of these very respectable boards right down. It seems that people joining now aren?t reading the rules at all and are just steaming ahead without worrying about what they are doing or if they are adhering to the set rules. The moderators are trying but they can only do so much with the matter and I constantly see their posts of; 'Please read the Rules and FAQ pages...' I wouldn?t be surprised if most of them had these posts saved on Word so they could paste it over and over again?.anyway, like you say, Phil, the stickies really are plastered all over the site, it's just a shame that there really isn?t anything else to do but try and convince these members to go there. I just hope that [I]some[/I] of them notice this thread and realise that in actual fact, they are embarrassing themselves and the board. *points below* [URL=http://www.otakuboards.com/rules.php?]Rules[/URL] [URL=http://www.otakuboards.com/faq.php?]FAQ[/URL] Click on the link, read the page and please, please follow the rules![/COLOR]

[COLOR=SlateGray]I really need a Duo banner since my obsession has returned full force *dances* and as you can see, my avatar is crap. I'm poor and don't have a good program so I use paint *sobs* so, again....I need to ask you artists for a banner/avi combo. For the banner, here are the pictures: [URL=http://www.animearchive.com/Duo12.jpg]click[/URL] [URL=http://www.animearchive.com/Duo%20-%20Doujin13.jpg]click[/URL] I'd like for it to say: 'Don't hate me because I'm beautiful' so if you have any other pwetty pictures of him, you can use them if you want....oh yeah, my name too, please and for the avi: [URL=http://www.animearchive.com/Duo%20-%20Doujin05.jpg]click[/URL] with 'Crucifix' on it *smiles* thank you vewwy much ^__^ *hugs everyone*[/COLOR]

[COLOR=SlateGray]Well, I wanted to see it...but I also wanted to do a ouiji(sp?) board. I'm all into the ghosts and things like that but, my mum saw the original Exorcist when it was first released in the cinema, she was about 19 then I think, and she couldn?t sleep properly for a year. She used to live in an apartment and after a while she needed someone to come and open the door for her because she was too scared. So, I'm a fan of ghost stories, so is my mum, but after she told me that it put me right off. But different people react to things in different ways. My advice would be to at least wait a few years before seeing it, if it were up to me, I wouldn?t see it at all, but you already know I'm a coward, lol.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=SlateGray]Imogen was woken by the sound of the alarm. But not the normal one that you like to be woken up by, no, it was the sound of an impending attack on the base. "Shit!" she cursed as she threw her self out of bed, when something like this happened, you didn?t have time for dignity. She managed to quickly grab her jacket and ran out in only her night shorts and top, trying to button up the garment as she ran. Other pilots filled out of their rooms and ran down the corridors to the hanger expecting to find their jets but all they found was.....the Prime Minister? Everyone stopped dead in their tracks as they stared at the man before them, he was surrounded by 3 other superiors in the Air Force and all 4 men had a look of grief and worry on their face. "Thank you for your quick reaction, everyone." The PM started. "I know you're all wondering why I've visited you, but we have news, bad news. But you all knew that it was coming." The crowd was silent, Imogen pushed herself through to the front so she could see and hear clearly, just to make sure she wasn?t hearing things....but how she wanted to. "As you all know, America left the Allied forces, leaving us to our own defences," he paused to let that comment sink in, "Now, there is news of war. America sees us as a threat and has joined forces with China." [I]Oh God, no....[/I] "Now, we're pretty sure that they will declare war, so we have to be prepared for the worst...and we all know what that means." the middle aged man sighed, signs of stress eminent on his wary face. "So, from today onwards, you start serious training...Squadron Leaders step forward." Imogen took a step forward and saluted; next to her stood a line of 9 other men. Only 10 squadrons were kept at this base, Imogen figured that the Prime Minister had given this 'pep talk' to all the respective Air Force bases. The man looked to them all and nodded his head slightly, "The fate of our country rests in your hands, you?re all very brave, you'll serve our country well." With that he turned and left, leaving the crowd to relax and leave, get dressed...and start a terrible training program just so that they could kill their former allies. To Imogen, it wasn?t something she was looking forward to.[/COLOR] [B]OOC Long enough? :eek:[/B]

[B]Here it is[/B] [COLOR=SlateGray]Name: Imogen Nesbitt Age: 17 Favoured Goddess: Farore Weapon: Her Magic Staff know as Crucifix. It acts as a spear and an amplifier for her magic spells, channelling the energy through the enchanted wood and blasting out from the Crucifix blade attached at the top. The grip is dark brown leather wrapped tightly around the middle of the 6' long oak staff. Skills: Imogen is good at flirting and it comes in damn handy. Even if she doesn?t mean to, she usually ends up having a fan by the end of the night. She can also hold her drink fairly well and is skilled with weapons that resemble sticks...or just a stick is fine too. She casts magic spells with her favourite being fire, but she only uses them as a last resort. Appearance: [URL=http://www.psycko-hentai.de/grafix/gallery/bg13/9826.jpg]click[/URL] Personality: Imogen is a flirty girl and she'll hit on men to get anything she wants. But most people consider her a nice person, except for the people she?s ripped off in the past. She has tried to right her ways and become a good person so she is very sensitive to people around her and puts them first, but when she sees a good looking guy, old habits re-surface. Bio: Imogen doesn?t remember much of her past, except that it was hard for her to get to where she is today. She vaguely remembers her parents before they were killed in a house fire that caused Imogen to be knocked out and left her with a hazy memory. She remembers working at a farm, tending to the animals from a young age but still trying to learn how do be a good young lady. She has no recollection of when she learnt her fighting skills and magic casting abilities but she is quite skilled with them today although the only element she will ever use as a fuel for her spells is fire, the sight of burning makes something inside her clicks and it fuels her mind and gives her energy and strength. She supposes it's because of the few memories of that fire so many years ago. Now Imogen has heard that she will be needed to help, she wants to leave her life behind and travel, go on an adventure and see the world....and kick some serious *** at the same time![/COLOR] [B]Hope it's O.K.[/B]

[B]September 6 ~00:03[/B] [COLOR=SlateGray]Imric was [I]still[/I] lying in his bed, staring at the ceiling and frowning. Of course, there was no point in staring because he couldn?t see anything without his glasses but that was beside the point. He hadn?t been able to get to sleep and he doubted he would for the next week, the stress of school kept him awake most nights...also the fear of being attacked by Soushi whether it be in his dreams or real life. The bishie shuddered and turned over onto his side, recalling what he had done in the last hour before retiring to his apartment... [B]~Flashback to that evening~[/B] Imric had tied his ponytail around his waist in an attempt to keep it safe. He had muttered to it as he walked around the field just outside the school, "No one will hurt you again...I promise...." he cooed as he stroked the tufty end of his hair. Seniors who passed just smiled and nodded, used to Imric's strange affection for his hair, he noticed the gazes and glared, "What?! Can?t a couple of people get some peace around here?!" The passers by shook their heads and continued on their way while Imric muttered profanities under his breath as he continued to walk. Eventually he reached the cafeteria, most of the food was gone...most of it in the stomach of Soushi, most probably. Imric sighed and picked up an apple, munching on it as he glared at unsuspecting first years. He looked at the familiar surroundings, waved to Master Oogochi and received a disgusting cough in return. After half an hour, Imric had successfully wooed 5 new girls, scared a new boy and freaked out a teacher by stroking his pony tail and managing to get a purr from it. As he made his way back to his apartment, Imric passed the residence of Prof. Ken Wu-Fan. An evil smirk crossed his face as he made his way to the door and up the stairs to where the Professor would be asleep, or busy in the shower. The ponytail was undone, hands outstretched and a smirk planted on Imric's face. He hummed and blasted a molten fireball at the Professor?s door, knocking it 6 feet into the room managing to get it perfectly on couch. He cackled wildly and ran down the corridor, hiding around the corner for long enough to hear the high-pitched scream of the professor as he noticed what had happened. He cursed about germs and shrieked as he noticed the state of all the splinters around his room. Then he noticed it, a blue hair. Imric howled with laughter as he heard the roar of, "Kagushi!" from the professors room. After the sound of a broom being grabbed Imric hastily made his retreat, his eyes blurred with tears of laughter. [B]~End Flashback~[/B] Imric grinned as he remembered that evening, annoying the Professor was such a joy for him and an opportunity that couldn?t be missed. He sighed and turned his head to look at the clock, 00:15. After that, he chuckled to himself, kissed his ponytail good night and closed his eyes hoping to get to sleep.[/COLOR]

[B]^_^[/B] [COLOR=SlateGray][B]Name:[/B] Imogen Nesbitt [B]Age:[/B] 19 [B]Gender:[/B] Female [B]Appearance:[/B] [URL=http://www.psycko-hentai.de/grafix/gallery/bg55/manga-404.jpg]The blond one[/URL] [B]Weapon:[/B] The Crucifix. Think of it as a magic staff/spear hybrid. Imogen uses it mostly for Holy Magic but she can use it relativley well in weapon combat. Picture: Coming as soon as I finish it.... [B]Spellcasting ability:[/B] Imogen would be classed as a sorceress more than anything else, although she is very weak. Her spells are quite weak even though she's been studying magic for a long time. But her trainer knows that she has great ability and one day she will be able to cast powerful Holy magic, something just needs to trigger it off. [B]Spells:[/B] - All spells are weak even for simple ones, but she'll eventually learn more powerful Holy Magic: Fireball: Creates amolten fireball in the palms of her hands, able to fire them at will Lighting Bolt: Black clouds gather above her enemy and they are struck by lighting bolts falling from the sky onto them. Stone Blast: An earth attack, blasting rock at the enemy Mirror of the Soul: A Holy Magic defense shield, a ball of light surrounds Imogen as she prays for her shield and concentrates her mind into forming a barrier with the help of God. [/COLOR]

[B]OOC *sniffles at the romance* ;_; damn it, Kit, you got my weak spot.....[/B] [COLOR=SlateGray]Imogen cried for the first time in years, she didn?t know why and she didn?t want to, but the tears wouldn?t stop. She felt weak like this, it was a feeling she wanted to forget....but it was the same feeling she had when she first saw Duo's smile. "You....you remembered me...after all that's happened....?" Imogen barely managed to choke out the words. Duo tried to smile, but faltered, his mask cracked as he stood, for once not knowing what to say. "I...." he couldn?t say any more. "What? Tell me, dammit, so I know whether I should kill you or...." at that moment Imogen looked down, her hair covered her reddening face as Duo managed to find that smile again, but this time he wasn?t hiding anything behind it. He walked forward to the still sobbing girl and wrapped an arm around her back, pulling her closer to him. Imogen stopped crying and looked up, her face was flushed and her eyes were wide in shock. "What the hell are you doing?!" she demanded, her voice was shaky and Duo could feel her heart start to beat faster. He smirked and winked at her, "You know, I think we should get to know each other better....babe."[/COLOR] [B]OOC it sucked, I know??gimme a break.[/B]

[COLOR=SlateGray]I know what's behind that poem and I guess that's why it seems to strike a different cord with me. I honestly felt like I was going to cry and I think I'm going to. *chokes up* You are a fantastic poet and that talent you have is wonderful, I really want to read more of your work.[/COLOR]

[B]Sounds really cool, you've outdone yourself with this one.[/B] [COLOR=SlateGray]Name: Blair Yagami-Mitsou-kou Gender: Female Age: 20 Home Address: A room in the attic of 11 Louis Trichardt Street, her parents house Home Phone Number: 556 8975 Appearance: [URL=http://www.psycko-hentai.de/grafix/gallery/bg57/ks_030.jpg]clickety[/URL] Height: 5'8'' Weight: 130 Hair Colour: Black Eye Colour: Grey History: Blair grew up with a....strange family to say the least. Her mother was an aspiring author who wrote stories for 1 year olds while her father was an artist who believed that art was a message from the soul and that a bucket of paint thrown on the floor was a master piece. Needless to say, Blair is strange. She can be the most annoying person you will ever encounter or she could be the nicest. She likes to make friends but also gets great pleasure out of annoying them. Despite all that she is a good worker and is liked by most of her colleagues who just take her as a 14 year old school girl stuck in the body of a woman. She likes her work and potters around going about her tasks each day. She usually visits Tyler in the hopes of helping him out with work but she usually ends up crashing his computer which gets him very pissed off and generally results in her hiding under a nearby desk as he rants about how terrible the working conditions are and that all women should be robots instead. After that, she goes to do her own work, and forgets about what she done so that she can do it again the next day. Personality: Like I said, she is strange and mostly annoying with a hint of nice and flirty. She latches on to different people and won't leave them alone until they really hit home with an insult which causes her to run off crying. Her latest obsession is Tic-Tac-Toe but she is also mildly obsessed with Tyler Davidson whom she takes great pleasure in 'helping'.[/COLOR] Job: Instrument Designer [B]Okay? I hope so....[/B]

[B]WooT![/B] [COLOR=SlateGray]Name: Imogen Connor Age: 24 Country: Great Britain Occupation: Fighter Pilot Appearance: [URL=http://www.psycko-hentai.de/grafix/gallery/bg29/kamikaze08.jpg]click[/URL] Bio: Imogen's father was a soldier in the TA and she had grown up with army talk and even a sort of 'training' from a young age. From when she was able to walk, she was taught to duck, dodge and even hold a toy gun and be able to shoot it. Her mother disliked this very much because she wanted her daughter to grow up to be a fine young woman and become a Doctor or some other respectable job. She believed that women shouldn?t be in the army. But as Imogen grew older she became more interested in joining the forces. Her father was ecstatic and encouraged her, but her mother hated the idea and after many fights ended up leaving her father. The man was depressed and couldn?t go on, when he left for a battle on the outskirts of Cairo he felt no need to fight to his full potential and let himself be taken down by a shower of bullets from the enemy. Imogen was 17 at the time. She lived with her Grandparents until she was 19 and that is when she joined the Training Academy to be a pilot. She picked up flying very quickly and her superiors commented that it seemed that she was being driven by some other force. Of course, she always thought of her father and it drove her to be the best. Imogen is now Squadron Leader of the Lions, a small group of 6 jets that are sent in the clear the path for the larger and slower bombers. They are the fastest team but don?t really get on. Imogen is the only woman in the Squadron and has no respect from those inferior to her or many superiors. All the men she has come across so far have been sexist but they can?t deny the fact that she is an excellent pilot. Personality: Imogen has grown to be a relatively serious woman. She doesn?t see the need for fun in the forces and believes that it should be all work and no play. She does not tolerate ignorance in her team and she demands respect although she rarely gets it. The only time she is seen to smile is when she is in her jet, that is the only time that she really feels free.[/COLOR] [B]OOC Hope it's okay ^_^[/B]

[B]OOC Dude! I come back and I'm beating someone up! Thanks for keeping me in this guys.[/B] [COLOR=SlateGray]Imric roared as he hurled himself at Mitch knocking them both to the floor. Shaun groaned as he could barely figure out what was going on around him. Imric was mad and Mitch could feel it, he could see the rage in Imric's eyes and he had to admit that he felt scared. Imric couldn't focus on anything, he had his prey and he knew what he had to do. His fist jabbed forward and connected with a crack as Mitch?s nose broke and the back of his skull smacked against the cold, hard floor. He moaned in pain and tried to roll over but Imric hit him again, and again and he didn?t know when he stopped but when his vision had cleared he was being held into a chair by three doctors. The boy's muscles tensed and then he relaxed, collapsing from the chair into tears. The Doctors looked at each other nervously and pulled the weeping boy up from the floor, dragging him over to Shaun's bed and propping him up at the end. As Imric looked to the window into the next room he saw the boy, Mitch, being stitched up. His nose was bleeding and his lip was busted open, not to mention his face was covered in bruises from Imric's fast punches. Imric took a deep breath and looked at Shaun, he smiled sadly before his eyes closed slowly as he drifted off into a peaceful sleep.[/COLOR] [B]OOC Sorry, MehrLicht, Imric isn?t usually that strong but he?s in love. *blinks* feel free to have him beat up.[/B]

[COLOR=SlateGray]Imogen sighed and rested her head up against the back of Akaria's comfortable seat. Now she had seen him again, Duo Maxwell...Shinigami as he had introduced himself on that day. Another sigh escaped the pilots lips as she remembered his smile, his sparkling eyes....memories of that day came flooding back... [B][I]~Flashback~[/I][/B] [I]Johanson! I see the Gundam, the Gundam is in range. Repeat. The Gundam is in range. Get your team over there NOW! Ma'am![/I] The sound of explosions as bullets struck armour and neighbouring colonies that got in the way of the fierce battle. Imogen cringed as she though of the many people that would be cowering in fear at that very moment all because of her one order. OZ may have turned her into a soldier but she still had feelings. [I]Ma'am! The Gundam seems to be out of fire power, should we should it down? Silence on the end of the line as Imogen peered into space. Ma'am, I repeat, should we sho-- No![/I] Imogen glared at her screen and directly at the soldiers face before her, a bead of sweat run down her pale face and she wiped her brow with a white gloved hand. [I]We tow him in, I'll take him personally. Yes Ma'am.[/I] A few moments later Imogen was standing inside one of the OZ bases waiting for the Gundam pilot to be pulled out. She had fought this one for a while, two battles with him to date and both had ended in a draw. Neither had exchanged words but there seemed to be some sort of mutual respect. She sighed and wiped a few strands of emerald hair from her damp brow. In a few moments her life would change. The door of Deathsycthe popped open and two OZ men dragged out a braided boy down the steps and dropped him at Imogen?s feet. They saluted and left the room with only her and the pilot to occupy it. The boy looked up at her. He blinked his violet eyes and of all the things he could have done....he smiled. Smiled up at the girl who had taken him down. Imogen could never forget that smile and released the boy from his cell that night. The last memory she had of Duo was a cheeky smirk and a thumbs up, [I]By the way, babe, call me Shinigami...and don't you forget it.[/I] [I][B]~End Flashback~[/B][/I] "Oy, Imogen?!" Garret had been shouting for the last 5 minutes. "Okay guys, something weird has happened with Imi-san..." "Maybe she's in love?" that was Samira, at that moment Imogen's head snapped up and she looked flustered, "In love? Don?t be absurd!" with that she stormed off to her room and slammed the door, locking herself inside.[/COLOR] [B]OOC amgoddess has dropped out, so ignore her post. *waves goodbye*[/B]

[I]This just in! At approximately 6:00pm this evening, a bomb was set off at a large office block in the centre of New York. The death count is currently at 500 and no survivors have been pulled from the wreckage, police suspect that the count will rise exponentially by tomorrow morning. Millions of stunned viewers are on the edge of their seats, the first glimpse of a threat after 2 years and it hits home so hard, where are the protectors when you need them most?[/I] [B]Miles away, in a large workshop in a desolate area of the Arizona desert, a group of 4 teenagers turn off the crackling radio. A girl, 18 years of age turns to the others and nods, her face shows sign of great worry, ?It looks as if we?re going to be needed finally?.? She looks to the top of the workshop, the dim lights barely silhouette the figure of a mech. A boy shuffles his feet nervously as he looks to his mech. Another girl sighs and wipes the beads of sweat that had formed on her forehead while the last member of the four looks to her mech and smiles longingly. The time for the group to prove themselves has finally come, the time for them to show the earht that that were wrong to destroy their only defense, it's also a time to show those Gundam Pilots that they never should have left.[/I][/B] [COLOR=SlateGray]Okay, players are as follows, [B]Crucifix[/B]- Imogen Nesbitt [B]Kittychanann[/B]- Samira Najila [B]Gelgoog Pilot[/B]- Garett Kieler [B]erinzyger[/B]- Allesandra Chang ([I]cousin[/I] of the great Wu Fei :p ) [B]Legacy[/B]- Duo Maxwell [B]Heero Darkangel[/B]- Heero Yuy...go figure [B]The Nameless[/B]- Trowa Barton [B]amgoddess[/B]- ??? I await the sign up...but please be a GWing pilot. Okay, so one place is left and I'm waiting for amgoddess to post her sign up, until she does, Quatre and Wu fei will be NCP's, Legacy has offered to play them but he other Gundam Wing pilots can 'share' them if you want, lol. hehe, have fun people, and sorry for the wait, I'm currently in my Dad's work in Azerbaijan :laugh: [/COLOR]

[font=verdana][size=2][color=#00000]Yeah! Cool stuff Lrb, me likey a lot! The music on this thing is great too, heh [/color][/size][/font]

[B]September 05 19:09[/B] [COLOR=SlateGray]Imric scowled as he stalked into Kyoto House (I think that's where I live) he noticed a trail of mud on the floor and a few orange cat hairs littered the carpet. He growled and remembered his encounter with Aya. Damn cat girl. He hated cats and was allergic to them, next time he saw her he'd give her what-for. Before he noticed he was muttering profanities to himself and getting odd looks from freshmen who weren't quite used to the strange seniors just yet. Imric noticed the stares, he turned slowly end bent his head slightly to glare directly into the young boys face, "What...the [I]hell[/I] are you staring at, kid?" the child whimpered, cringed, and ran to his group of friends jabbering about crazy girly-boys. Imric sighed and flicked his beautiful hair over his shoulder and walked up the stairs to his room, hoping that he would not meet anyone on the way there. Unfortunately, he didn't have the best of luck. Before Imric reached the fifth step he heard the sound of a rushed student skidding into the entrance. "Duuuuude, you're Imric, right!?" Ah, it was that crazy one, Kiyoshi. Imric ignored him and continued to walk up the stairs, "OY!" Kiyoshi lunged forward in slow motion and made a dramatic grab for Imric ponytail, he made contact and yanked back pulling Imric back and falling to the floor in a heap with an extremely angry bishie standing over him fixing his hair. Girls giggled and screeched in joy, "Yaoi, yaoi, yaoi!" they were silenced by the blue haired boys cold stare. "If I have split ends I'm going to gut you and give your entrails to Aya for Christmas. "Would you really do that?" complete with Chibi eyes. "....Yes. yes I would." Imric turned and continued on his way upstairs, hugging his ponytail protectively. "Wait! I wanna ask you something!" "......" "Does your floor have ice?" "........!" "Thanks buddy!" Kiyoshi ran past Imric and slapped him no the back in a 'friendly' manner as he bounded up the stairs 4 at a time leaving the poor Bishie at the bottom trying to catch his breath. 'On second thought,' Imric considered, 'I'm going to find someone who's sane....' with that he walked out leaving his horrific magenta suitcase with the guard in reception.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=SlateGray]"Alright, calm down everyone!" the small Crucifix was standing on a table now, a few people had assembled in front of her who wanted to know about team Hikari but the rest of the mob were pushing and shoving to no end. "Enough! If you don?t all calm down I'm throwing you all out!" that was it, the shop went silent. Crucifix sighed in relief and wiped her brow. She jumped down off her desk and motioned for those interested to stand behind with her. After half an hour she had managed to serve everyone and it really was hard work. Crucifix turned to the others, her long robes flowed around her ankles and she smiled, "So, you all wanna join Team H, hm?" everyone nodded, "Well, there aren't many of you...I suppose more will come...." "What exactly do we have to do?" this from a blond player wearing a white and blue coat. "You?re Judgement, right?" He nodded, surprised that she knew his name, "Hah, I know most players here, especially the cute ones." one of the girls giggled as Judgement groaned in exasperation, "This is going to be fun...." he leant on the desk and rubbed his forehead. "Seriously now," Crucifix became stern, "I do hope you know what you're getting yourselves into. At this time, monsters are escaping the World and invading our own. This place will soon turn into a war zone and for God's sake, I hope you?re ready." "But isn?t this just a game?" A girl asked this question, her name was Dance. Crucifix glared and in a flash her staff was out, it?s aptly named crucifix blade imbedded in the desk just to the right of Dance?s arm. "Learn one thing, Dance, never say that in front of me again...." everyone looked stunned, this player who looked no more than a kid, really did live up to her reputation.[/COLOR]

[B]OOC No prob Jake, Alexis in Blue, Imric in grey[/B] [COLOR=DarkSlateBlue]Alexis smiled as she walked to the basketball court. Her soft her blew only slightly just highlighting her features. She thought about Jacob, she loved him so much it was almost unbelievable. Then she arrived at the courts, "Hey you guys! That's unfair, you got more practice than me!" she laughed and stood at the entrance to the courts, her hands on her hips pouting slightly. The boys laughed, Mitch walked over and bowed slightly, "My name's Mitchel, I'm Jake's cousin from America." Alexis smiled, "It's very nice to meet you, Mitch. Now, are you going to give me a go at the hoops or what?" she laughed and grabbed the ball from TJ, aiming it at the hoop, she scored first time. The boys stared in awe as Alexis danced to show off her victory.[/COLOR] [B]**********[/B] [COLOR=SlateGray]Imric walked down the street, his hands shoved in his short's pockets and a lollie pop hanging from his mouth. "Well, at least I'm good at basketball." he looked to the sky and smiled slightly, thinking about Shaun. He shook his head again and continued walking until he arrived at the courts. The others waved to him as he entered and he nodded, there was someone there he didn?t know and straight away the blue haired teen walked to greet him, "Imric Kagushi." he bowed his head slightly and acted very formally, not accepting Mitch's hand when he offered it. "Name's Mitch, from America" Imric shuddered at the accent, "Yes, I guessed as much." his was refined, exact....some would even call it posh and that's why got him a reputation with the bullies. The others laughed, "Come on guys, let's get playing!" TJ was ready to go and quick to offer himself up as one of the team?s captain.[/COLOR] [B]OOC I hope that was alright.[/B]

[COLOR=SlateGray]Wow, that peom really is great. Like I said, I can't write stuff like that but it really was amazing. Very emotional and it seemed to just flow perfectly. Very well done.[/COLOR]

[B]OOC *dances*[/B] [B]Sunday 5th of September- 11:23am[/B] [COLOR=SlateGray]A loud upheaval as everyone decided to leave the hall at the same time. Chairs grinded along the floor and a mixture of squeaks, snarls, clangs and voices were heard above the commotion, only adding to it. A young man growled deep at the back of his throat as he was pushed and shoved while he tried to reach his magenta hold-all. He flicked back his long blue ponytail and managed to get a short dwarf right in the eye. The small creature shrieked and fell backwards, claiming that he had been brutally assaulted. The boy sighed and shook his head, "Another year...." with that he freed his bag from the mass and dragged it towards the crowded exit. He looked up to see Mechs and Fairies taking up the blue sky, he shuddered as the memory of that damned catapult shot through his racing mind. By some miracle the students managed to free themselves from the hall without any serious injuries. As the blue haired boy almost reached the office he heard a shout behind him, "Hey, Imric!" He cringed as he recognised the voice, it was the deathly call of that strange cat-girl known as Aya Kunetsu. Imric lived on the same floor as her in his living space and had one class with her. The girl was eternally annoying and somehow managed to blame a lot of the parties that she started on him. "Hello there...Aya." Imric almost snarled through gritted teeth. He managed to force a smile onto his pale face as he turned around, his glasses flashing in the sunlight. Aya grinned at him and waved, her bags were next to her and her mask was gripped firmly in her left hand, "So how have you been?" Imric ignored the question and continued to talk to the secretary and fight off younger children for his timetable. "Hey, did you hear me?" Ignored again. Aya smiled devilishly and creeped up behind her first victim of the year. She stood next to him and as he was about to turn around.... "HEY, IMRIC!?" "CRAP!" Imric fell to the floor, almost blasted back by her high-pitched shout, "What in the nine hells did you do that for you crazy..." at that moment he was slapped in the mouth by a piece of cardboard with the word 'censored' scrawled on it in green crayon. A vein popped in his forehead and his deep green eye twitched, Aya giggled and poked his forehead, hoping to get an even more amusing reaction out of him, but before the poor boy could react he was grabbed around the neck and hauled up by one of the other students and dragged off much to his dismay.[/COLOR] [B]OOC I hope that was okay for a first post and Arcadia, I do hope I interpreted your character properly, my apologies if I didn?t! *bows*[/B]

[COLOR=SlateGray]Imric stretched and yawned. Alone on the road for over a week and he could feel it starting to take it's toll on his tired body. "I've never had to ride so far..." he grumbled. As he got up and pulled on his priests? outfit he noticed another character walking along the road. He had seen a few travellers but all had been with someone else, but this woman, she was all by herself. The Priest made sure he looked presentable, hung his cross around his neck and climbed onto his packed up horse. He slapped it lightly on the backside and the beast whinnied and started trotting towards the young woman. Imric cleared his throat, "Excuse me, ma'am" The woman turned; surprised that someone had spoken to her, "Oh, yes?" she seemed puzzled that she had just been greeted by a Priest on horseback. Imric climbed off his horse and bowed low, "You?re by yourself?" "Oh, my partner, Jeffrey...he hurt himself and said that I should continue without him...I'm going to the Castle." her voice was nervous and she seemed tired, her feet must have been throbbing by now. "Then allow me to escort you, that's where I?m heading too." Imric bowed again, his cross dangled down and almost touched his knees. "Oh no, I couldn?t ask for you to..." but Imric was already relieving her of her luggage, "Come on, I'll take this and my horse will take you...let's go." Elanna nodded, knowing that to resist wouldn?t help, "My name is Elanna, thank you." "It's no problem, my name is Imric Conner." "Father Imric?" Imric shuddered slightly, "No...that makes me sound old, please, just Imric." Elanna laughed and Imric smiled and they carried on with their journey to the Fair.[/COLOR] [B]OOC I hope it's okay for me to include your character, Terra. If not I'll delete this post.[/B]

[COLOR=SlateGray]Imric sighed, as everyone had been talking she had manaed to find the food. She grinned widely and sat herself down to eat. She grabbed a bun and shoved it in her mouth, giggling happily as she munched away. "Oooh, this food is gorgeous." the bun was snatched from her had by an angry Dagonet. "Hey, I was eating that!" she protested, but Dagonet took no notice of her. "Your training does not involve stuffing your face." he replied coldly as he threw the half eaten bun into a buch. Imric whimpered and stood up, flicker her hair behind her as her glasses flashed dangerously shielding her eyes. "You, Mr. Arsey, have no right to deprive a hungry girl of her food!" Dagonet looked shocked, no one ever spoke to him like that. The others froze and some giggled waiting to see what his reaction would be.[/COLOR]