Redemption

[size=1]Thanks all for the opinions. It seems that playing/making RPs is, in essence, very similar to game design, with the same conflicting points. Since I've started to study it this semester, the similarities are quite surprising. The comments all of you have made, are exactly what is taught to us in GD. But now I have a different perspective on building RPs and games because of this. Curious, quite curious. If anyone has any other comments, please add them. I'll be watching the thread for a while yet. - B[/size]

[size=1]Wow. Thanks Hybrid Ninja. They look awesome. ^^[/size]

[size=1]It's nice to know that everyone has replied to the thread with their honest opinions. It's also interesting to see people's opinions. Personally, I did believe that people looked at who posted the RPG, but I didn't realise the reasons why they did this. Curious. Another question thrown into the fray. As an RPG writer, do you write for your audience (prospective RPers), or do you write a story that you want to personally want to roleplay and hope others find it interesting? And, have you ever given thought to what consequences (both positive and negative) your RPs have on your audiences' lives? For instance, someone makes a character very close to their heart (is very close to their real life self) and they watch how their character interacts with others. I'm not sure if I worded that so you guys can understand what I mean, but I did my best. You guys are giving me an important insight to my audience. ;)[/size]

[size=1]Hiya all. Haven't been around for a while so I don't know how the situation in the Arena is going. So how is the quality of the RPGs being posted? Does it stack up to what you knew of the past RPGs posted in OB? What do RPers want these days? What elements of an RP do you look at before signing up? I'm thinking of coming back summer break for me. Don't know what kind of RP I might make, but we'll see. And this question is out of pure curiosity. When you look at signing up to an RPG, does it matter who posted it? Thanks for reading my rambling. - B[/size]

[size=1]Hello everyone. I just wanted to change my avi and banner set. [url]http://www.npng.org/galerie/albums/edit/10001/kira_dakara.jpg[/url] If you could use that picture in the banner and avi, that'd be good. I don't really have any other ideas for it. But I would like emphasis on his eyes. That's about it. Thanks. - B[/size]

[INDENT][color=Sienna][size=1]Ally could feel a chuckle of amusement rise in her throat. This feeling? how long had it been since she experienced this kind of adrenaline rush? Her hands were firmly constricted by Ben?s rather large left hand, while the other traced her waist in a lustful fashion. A tingling sensation ran over her skin where Ben?s hand glided. However, this didn?t deter from the fact that the two were sparring. [i]What will happen indeed?[/i] Ben looked down at Ally?s face to find two honey-gold eyes looking strongly back at him. For a moment, he was stunned. He knew that look. It was the look of a professional soldier. He had fought many in his boxing career, so that look wasn?t new to him. However, the one that this seemingly-fragile woman gave him almost made him take a step backwards out of hesitation. Knowing that her chance had came forth, Ally wrapped one of her legs around Ben?s and bent them forward, making the muscular man suddenly drop to his knees. With her hands now free, she put them on his shoulders and propelled herself over him, performing a perfectly landed flip. From behind her, she heard Ben start laughing. Ally turned to him, some of her short, blonde hair askew upon her face. She slowly stood, cautious about what Ben was about to do next. The South American man rose with her, turning towards her with a grin of absolute delight on his face. That adrenaline rush was starting to slowly subside as Ally realised that her trained soldier instincts had suddenly come back to the surface. With those instincts came the memories. Ally had used that exact manoeuvre on one of the men that had slaughtered most of her contingent in Baghdad. The scene played over in her mind. She watched herself place her hands on the man?s shoulders, her left hand holding her standard army knife. As she finished the flip, she drew the weapon forward, across the side of the man?s neck, severing the jugular vein. The screams? the screams of that man as he bled to death were a constant feature in her nightmares. [b]? Lui faire l'arrêt,?[/b] Ally whispered, reverting to her native tongue. Her hair covered her eyes from Ben?s gaze. [b]? Je veux juste qu'il finesse.?[/b] Ben?s eyes lit up as he saw the opportunity he was waiting for. Ally was at her most vunerable.[/size][/color][/INDENT] OOC: I?ll leave it to you guys to guess what Ally said. ^^ As for you BK, you know what to do. *evil grin*

OOC: Lol. Don't worry about it too much Nucifer. It's ok. By the way, you seem to be using Allen (from Reality of Sin?) in your posts for this RP, instead of either Axel or the character Axel is interacting with. Just wanted to point that out. No biggie. ^^ [INDENT][size=1][color=#666666][b]? Who shall be first??[/b] Neron said, readjusting his glasses slightly as he looked from Axel to October. The both of them looked rather uncomfortable under his questioning gaze. The doctor guessed that, in October?s case, he was a male doctor, and the only doctor on the ship. As for Axel, he wasn?t quite sure why the young wan was discomforted by the doctor?s dark-grey eyes. [b]? Well? nothing? whatever happened to Lex was the worst,?[/b] the young man mumbled. [b]? It makes my head injury look meaningless??[/b] He pointed to the rather swollen ?bump? that had formed near one of his temples. Neron?s eyes sharpened slightly. He wasn?t the type of doctor to leave patient?s high-and-dry when they needed medication attention of any sort, but Axel?s injury didn?t seem too severe for the moment. [b]? Are you certain? I will gladly take a look??[/b] Neron started before he was cut off by Axel. [b]? No, no. I?m just being a baby,?[/b] he said firmly, giving the doctor a nervous smile. Neron sighed inwardly, closing his eyes only briefly as he turned his attention to October. She had minor bleeding from a point at the side of her head. Again, it was only a minor wound ? nothing as serious as Lexiana?s. The doctor rummaged around in his bandages box and produced a thick head bandage. He approached October with it, who became increasingly uneasy with his oncoming. She backed away gradually as Neron came forward. However, seeing at how this was not going to come to anything, Neron stopped and looked at the woman, before throwing her the bandage. [b]? Since you will not let me treat you myself, I shall have to ask you to do it on your own,?[/b] the doctor said coolly, turning away slightly. He was slightly annoyed at the attitude his patient was showing him, however, deep down inside, he knew that this was to be expected. Walking over to his desk, Neron gathered up a few papers as well as Lexiana, Axel and October?s ID cards. These ID cards held their physical condition statistics on them. He wanted to run a few tests virtually before giving them all the ok to go back to fighting. Without another word, the doctor left the ward and headed down to the holding cells to meet with the prisoners. On his way down there, he heard an announcement for Jaden to come to the bridge immediately. Again, Neron sighed, thinking to himself about Jaden?s disappearance during the last battle. But before long, the doctor had arrived down at the holding cells. He looked into the nearest cell, which turned out to be the female?s. A sarcastic comment was shot his way when the occupant realised she, and her male counterpart, had a visitor. [b]? So you decided to come after all??[/b] Naydine sneered. Neron gave the snide woman a hard look from behind strands of his long hazelnut-blonde hair. For a doctor, that look was rather intimidating. [b]? My apologies for making you wait, though technically, the prisoners do not have much say in matters like these.?[/b] Neron watched as the female turned her head away from him in disgust. [b]? However, I would like to know how your ankle and head are faring??[/b] Naydine looked back at him with a lethal glance. [b]? Just fine thank you!?[/b] Neron let an inaudible growl rumble in his throat. His patience was about at the end of his tether after this day, of all days. However, he composed himself somewhat before addressing Naydine in a very firm tone. [b]? As a doctor, it is my duty aboard this ship to care for the physical and mental well-being of all aboard. This includes prisoners. I dearly wish not to perform my other duty aboard this ship, which is to examine the dead and determine their cause of death. I would much rather deal with living, breathing patients, than dead bodies.?[/b] Naydine was taken aback by his sudden turn of emotion. Kain peered around the bars of his cell to look at the two interacting. The doctor did look like he was holding himself together by a small amount. The two glared at each other for a few moments before Neron broke the gaze and stepped over to Kain?s cell. He looked through the bars at the young man that stood before him. [b]? It seems you are the more sensible of the two.?[/b] There was an angered outburst from Naydine but Neron ignored her. [b]? I would like to talk to you about your planet, your world. It interests me greatly that men and women seem to live together somewhat peacefully. If you are interested, then I will ask the captain if you both can be freed and made Volker pilots on this ship. Think it over and send your reply with one of these guards. They know their way to my office.?[/b] Kain nodded softly, already having a thoughtful look about him. Neron gave the young man a small smile before turning on his heel and walking from that part of the [i]Obsession[/i], not giving Naydine a second look. As he entered the door of the ward, Neron immediately noticed the missing presence of all three of his patients, Lexiana included. This time a frustrated hiss came through his clenched teeth. The middle-aged man flopped into his chair, taking off his circular-framed glasses and placing them on the desk before him. His hand rose to his head and covered some of his eyes in a tired expression, some of his hair falling over his hand as he lent forward in the chair. [i]This is one of the reasons I didn?t take a position on a ship before?[/i] Neron thought to himself. [i]Those pilots are stubborn and will not listen to my instructions.[/i] A soft ?knock-knock? tapped on the frame of the doorway to the ward. Neron raised his head to look at the doorway, letting his hand fall slightly so he would have a clear view of who it might be. To his surprise it was Laura, the ship?s most senior analyst. One of her hands was holding her forehead gingerly, her eyes slightly cringed in pain. [b]? Miss Xerinth. What can I do for you today??[/b] Neron asked as he placed his glasses back on his face. [center]============================[/center] [i]Meanwhile...[/i] Jaden walked in through the bridge doors after getting himself lost three times on his way to see what the fuss was about. One of the male officers Jaden had seen before they boarded the [i]Obsession[/i] came up to him with a small smile. [b]" Hello captain. Glad to see you're back,"[/b] Yuri said, slightly chuckling at Jaden's reddening face. [b]" Sorry I couldn't get here earlier. What's the problem?"[/b] Jaden replied, not wanting to have another person dislike him for his ditzy behaviour. [b]" Well... it's not exactly a problem. You see... we seem to be approaching a planet system that has a good amount of resources on it. Since this is a long voyage and all, I thought that it would be a good idea if we stocked up."[/b] jaden thought for a moment, looking at Yuri then down at the screen that showed the large red-clouded planet. What Yuri suggested wasn't a bad idea at all.[/size][/color][/INDENT] OOC: Sorry to take over your chars for a bit, DC and Soliel. Just needed to get that in. My next post will be the beginning of a new chapter folks. Prepare for landing crew.

[INDENT][color=Sienna][size=1]Outside in one of the narrow corridors of the Master?s mansion stood ally. Her short blonde hair covered her eyes as she leant against the cold wall, panting, clutching at her heart in pain. It thumped hard and agonisingly inside of her chest, her body screaming for oxygen. The card?s contents had rattled the French woman right down to her core. [INDENT][i]? your service to your country is honourable...however the person you once were would look at you now and spit on your for how disgraceful and weak you've become?[/i][/INDENT] A great thud echoed through the halls as Ally slammed her closed fist into the wall. There was barely a sting of pain from the impact. She looked dully at her now red hand. There was never any pain? not since? The young woman shook her head vigorously, trying to banish those memories from her mind. His words kept bringing up those memories? the ones of her comrades that had fallen in battle. He must have known that it would have this effect on her. An unusual steely glint appeared in Ally?s eyes. Straightening herself up, the young woman walked to her room and rummaged through the closet before coming to her precious box. She placed her thumb on the reader and heard the lock click open. With shaking hands, Ally withdrew all her war medals from the lock box ? her [i]Légion d'honneur[/i] being the most prestigious, among others. Her finger traced the metal wreath of olive the medal contained. A shudder crawled down her back. Maybe? she will get them back. Ally?s eyes sharpened as she clutched the medals tightly. No, that was just wishful thinking. The Master wasn?t like that, she could just tell. From the way he worded her card, she knew that he was nothing like he seemed. With a deep breath, Ally made her way out of the room as if it had been the first time she had left it in her entire life. Every step was tentative and cautious, her mind a whirl of thoughts. The sounds of dinner echoed through the halls, coming to her ears. Ally didn?t want to face all of them, giving her most prized possession away. So instead, she paced outside the door she thought would be the one that the Master would most likely to come through. She could hear parts of talking, usually only one person, but the thick wood muffled out the words. Sooner than she thought, the Master came through the door, followed by one of his servants. Ally, down the hall a little, heard him muttering something about being made out as a fool. Her eyes narrowed quickly as she stepped forward, into his path, trying to radiate strength around her. [b]? Master Dante, I have brought you your requested items,?[/b] she stated firmly, staring him straight in the eyes. A small smile thinned the Master?s lips, asking her to hand them over. Ally did. She brought her hand up from her side and placed the war medals into his outstretched hands, all slightly chinking together as they were given away. However, there was no mistaking her hands and how much they were shaking. [b]? Why thank you, Miss Fournes.?[/b] Ally detected an almost snide tone to the Master?s voice, but she said nothing. Instead, she just turned and left the Master to his business without another thought. She walked, and walked, and walked, not really knowing where she was going, but as long as it was away from the Master, she didn?t care. After a few minutes Ally looked around. She was lost. With a heavy sigh, Ally looked in through the nearest door. It looked like it was training room of sorts. Perfect. She walked in and wrapped her hands in tape before turning to the punching bag. The whirl of emotions swirled around inside her. Her eyes were closed, letting it just build and build and build. Memories played across her mind?s eyes, making her fists clench tighter and tighter until her nails cut the palms of her hands, letting blood drip onto the floor. [i]The war has only just begun?[/i][/size][/color][/INDENT]

[size=1]Hopefully third time lucky.[/size] [IMG]http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g282/bishie_owner/lapis_bannerv3.jpg[/IMG] [IMG]http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g282/bishie_owner/lapis_aviv3.jpg[/IMG]

[size=1]What do you mean her human state? As in not the pink cat costume? [b]- B[/b][/size]

[size=1]Okay, another attempt. I hope the writing is readable. The cursive-ness makes it hard to make it small. [IMG]http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g282/bishie_owner/lapis_bannerv2.jpg[/IMG] [IMG]http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g282/bishie_owner/lapis_aviv2.jpg[/IMG] [b]- B[/b][/size]

[size=1]Hey chicka. Saw your request and thought I'd give it a go, although I can't say it's the best. I've been racking my brains over it for the last half hour. I know there's something missing but I just don't know what. Anyhow, if you want anything changed, post it up. [IMG]http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g282/bishie_owner/dc_banner.jpg[/IMG] [IMG]http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g282/bishie_owner/dc_avi.jpg[/IMG] [b]- B[/b][/size]

[size=1]If you need any help with CSS, I can help. I know a little bit (since I'm studying it at university ^^; ), so just give me a holler if you need anything. Well, as long as it's not overly complicated. ^^; [b]- B[/b][/size]

[size=1]Here's an attempt Lapis. Not sure if it was really what you were going for though (the greys and blacks theme). [IMG]http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g282/bishie_owner/lapis_banner.jpg[/IMG] [IMG]http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g282/bishie_owner/lapis_avi.jpg[/IMG] I started off with your theme, but somehow, the pink managed to get in there. Oh well. ^^; I think I could change it if you like. [b]- B[/b][/size]

[size=1]I'll give it a go Peanut, but I can't access the images at the moment. Something's wrong with Photobucket, so you'll have to wait for a bit. Sorry. ^^; Btw, how are you designing your site? CSS or tables? [b]EDIT:[/b] What feel are you looking for Peanut?[/size]

[INDENT][color=#CC3333][size=1]When Mitsumi had arrived at the stadium, up in the second tier, she looked for a seat for herself, as well as trying to find her friends. It wasn?t hard to find her friends when she heard Ichiro?s voice loud and clear over the mumbling of the crowd. [b]? It stinks of that awful drug? let?s move, Kaoru.? [/b] Mitsumi blinked for a few second when she looked around to see Ichiro sitting next to Kaoru, trying to get her to move away from the cloud of smoke that surrounded Gin Batou. The red-haired girl made her way through the crowd that sat on the steps of the tier, making it hard for her to approach her friends. But by the time she did, Mitsumi could see Ichiro?s hand on Kaoru?s shoulder, his face flushed with red. At first, shock froze her. Were Kaoru and Ichiro really that close? Then another emotion started to stir in her stomach. Her eyes grew dark as jealousy started to rear its ugly head. Mitsumi wanted to squeeze in between Kaoru and Ichiro, breaking them apart, but she realised there was no way that the bench they were sitting on would fit five of them, Kuro and Mai on the other side of Kaoru. With an annoyed look in her eyes, she made her way over to Gin Batou. She found herself a seat in the upwind direction of him so she wouldn?t be choked by the smoke. Every now and then, Mitsumi would peek around Gin to look at Ichiro and Kaoru conversing with each other, her cheeks puffed out in a jealous manner. [i]He?s MY best friend? what?s she talking to him for?[/i] But before long, her thoughts were interrupted. [b]? Hey Mitsumi. Is anyone sitting here??[/b] Mitsumi looked up to the person who had spoken to her. It was Midori. The Genin was a little surprised at Midori coming up to her. Normally she was very quiet and only spoke to Mitsumi when necessary. But then? they had just completed a mission together, with Sakura-sensei as their leader. [b]? No, no one?s sitting here Midori,?[/b] Mitsumi replied, shaking her head to reaffirm her words. Midori gave a small smile before sitting down beside her fellow Genin. Now Mitsumi?s view of Ichiro and Kaoru was blocked. A heavy sigh escaped her lips and her shoulders visibly sagged. Resigning to the fact that she couldn?t see the two [i]love-birds[/i] anymore, Mitsumi turned to Midori. [b]? So, what did you think of our last mission Midori??[/b] Midori looked thoughtful for a few moments. [b]? Um? well? it was ok I guess. Sakura-sensei was brilliant in it, don?t you think??[/b] [b]? She was! I?m glad she was our team leader. It would have been a bit awkward if Sasuke-san was the leader, although, I haven?t really seen him on a mission. I wouldn't have minded though, seeing him in action. Also, I can?t say that I haven?t heard much about him because Naruto-sensei was always on about him when he was the sensei of my team,?[/b] Mitsumi explained. [b]? Was Naruto-san your team sensei??[/b] Midori asked, sounding surprised. Mitsumi nodded. [b]? It was so strange because I?m not very good at taijutsu? and him trying to teach me some of it. Let?s just say he got on much better with Ichiro and Oni.?[/b] [i]Ichiro?[/i] Mitsumi sighed dejectedly again, now turning her gaze to the centre arena of the stadium. She wondered what was going to happen with these Shadow-nin, and what team she was going to be put in. Hopefully it wasn?t going to be with Kaoru.[/size][/color][/INDENT] [size=1]OOC: And the plot thickens. This love triangle is turning out to be more of a love pentagon. XD Hope you don?t mind KW and BK. I wuv you both, really. ^^ And I hope I did your char right, strwpoptart.[/size]

[size=1]I don't know the title of the song, or who the artist/band is, but it have it on a Naruto AMV that I absolutely love. I'll write some of the song so I can show you what I mean by how it relates to me, and to see if anyone knows this song. [b]Isn't any wonder why I'm scared, If I was a littler younger would I care? Feeling like the walls are growing stronger, I don't know if this cage can hold me any longer. [i]Bridge 1[/i] You never dreamed you'd have to live your life so guarded, Cause they'll find a way to make you feel discarded. [i]Chorus[/i] I'm not afraid of tomorrow, I'm only scared of myself. Feels like my insides are on fire, And I'm looking through the eyes of someone else. Never thought they'd want me to go even faster, Never thought I took my foot of the gas. Everybody else wants to be in on the pressure, But I know they're all waiting for the crash. [i]Bridge 2[/i] You never dreamed you'd have to live your life so guarded, Cause they'll find a way to make you feel discarded. To change, you'd become a complication, Can't make it through another day's humiliation. [i]Chorus[/i] I'm not afraid of tomorrow, I'm only scared of myself. Feels like my insides are on fire, And I'm looking through the eyes of someone else.[/b] That's most of the song. I wouldn't know how to type the rest. ^^;[/size]

[size=1]Usually I like the voice actors of the language I hear the anime in first, strange I know. I have quite a few, so here it goes: [b]Crispin Freeman:[/b] Other than being the voice of deliciously delivish [b]Alucard[/b], I love him as [b]Balmung[/b] from .hack (he fits that type of character so well! ^^ ) and [b]Amon[/b] from Witch Hunter Robin. His voice is incredible. I thought he would have been chosen to do [b]Howl[/b] in Howl's Moving Castle, but Christian Bale was great in it. They both have similar types of voices anyway. [b]Vic Mignona:[/b] I love Vic as [b]Dark Mousy[/b] from DNAngel. He pulled the character off so well, in my opinion. That mixutre of sarcasm and care was magnific! [b]Eric Vale:[/b] He is the voice of [b]Trunks[/b] from DBZ, who just happens to be my first ever bishie. I've met him and actually got his signature which is hanging up on the wall proudly, starting my bishie signature collection rather nicely. [b]Dan Green:[/b] The voice of [b]Yami[/b] from Yu-gi-oh. I love Yami's character and the voice goes so well to it. Again, it's similar to Crispin Freeman's in a way. [b]Akira Ishida:[/b] I love him as the voice of [b]Athrun[/b] from Gundam Seed/Destiny. Who can't love Athrun? I mean come on... [b]Hikaru Midorikawa:[/b] The voice of characters such as [b]Heero Yuy[/b] from Gundam Wing and [b]Ryuho[/b] from s-CRY-ed. Again, similar types of characters, so the voice goes well with both. I think that will be enough for now, before I end up doing more than my fair share. XD[/size]

[INDENT][color=#CC3333][size=1]Mitsumi opened her mouth a few times to try and say a few words, but soon realised she must have looked like a goldfish, and quickly pressed her lips together. Before her stood the Chuunin known as Suigintou. He had been a figure of Mitsumi?s silent affections for some time now. To her, his dark appearance, dotted with a few flashes of red every so often, completely took her breath away, as it had that moment. Her eyes wandered over his face briefly, watching him push his hair out of his face to look at her more closely. Mitsumi felt her whole face turn the same shade of red as her hair. She quickly looked down at the ground, desperately trying to find something more interesting to look at. [b]? Err? hello there??[/b] Suigintou greeted her awkwardly after their collision. Again, Mitsumi tried to get some words out of her mouth in a sensible fashion. This time, she half succeeded. [b]? Suigintou-san? hello?.?[/b] she murmured quickly. Even if it was two words, it was still something. Suigintou gave the nervous girl in front of him a strange look, wondering what was wrong with her. He had seen her before in other teams as a Genin, but never actually paired with her. [b]? What is your name??[/b] the Chuunin asked, a hint of kindness in his voice as he played with his garnet ring. Mitsumi shifted her weight from one foot to the other uncomfortably, not being able to look up at the person before her. [i]This is so nerve racking![/i] the young red-headed girl though to herself desperately. [i]And just before this big mission with the Shadow-nin. Ohhhhh?. what to do? what to do?[/i] [b]? Um? sorry? I really have to go? and get ready? bye!?[/b] Before Suigintou knew it, Mitsumi was off like a rocket, hurtling down one of the back alleys towards her house. After a few minutes of flat-out running, she lent against a wooden plank fence, her hand over her heart. It felt like it was going to leap straight out of her ribcage and bounce along the path before her. The sun was beginning to set over the cliffs of Konoha. Mitsumi?s eyes flew open, realising she was going to be late. Sprinting the rest of the way to her home, Mitsumi leapt onto her balcony and clambered through her open window. She snatched a pack from her cupboard and stuffed it with a change of clothes, maps, a few technique books, her two custom-made [i]Fuuma Shuriken[/i] and replacement Senbon. Running downstairs, the young girl kissed her mother and father goodbye, giving them a solemn hug each, before dashing out of the front door. Mitsumi made her way to the stadium hastily. She dodged people left, right and centre, all the while strapping her full Senbon pouches to her left and right thighs and her small smoke-bomb pouch on her upper right arm, as she was left-handed. The murmuring of the anxious crowd of Konoha ninja greeted Mitsumi as she tottered down the stairs of one of the upper tiers of the stadium, trying to find any of her friends to sit with while they waited for the proceedings to start.[/size][/color][/INDENT] OOC: Sorry it?s not the best. Very late. *snore*

[INDENT][color=Navy][size=1]Zedidiah had never seen anything like it before in his life. He thought he was crazy? try the bag-headed clown. He had put down Matt like he was just some sort of rag-doll. The tattooed teenager tried to quell down the shaking fits his body was experiencing. Even though he had threatened to kill people before, Zed had never actually seen it done to a person before. The image of the clown slicing and dicing Matt like a piece of meat had been burned into his memory forever. If only?. if only he had thought to use that skull ring?. he could have killed that bastard in a second. But, by some miracle, Matt had come back to life, his stomach contents now back inside of his skin. He even managed to sit up under his own steam. Zedidiah watched him from the back of the crowd of concerned school students. They all had been in the park when the madness started, and now, they were all together again. Was? this supposed to happen? Talk began to start. People were speculating about what had just happened. It seemed like a dream, but then Zed realised the four rings made out of his blood were still on his fingers. There went that theory out of the window. He looked around to see that kid that had tried to take on the clown by himself. Kain? that was it. Zed smiled to himself as he approached the other boy. Both looked scrappy, their uniforms torn from tousles with different enemies. Kain looked up from the group to see Zed coming to confront him. With a sly smile on his face, the tattooed teenager almost greeted the other boy with some form of respect. [b]? You?re an idiot for taking on that clown alone,?[/b] Zed said, smirking. It was his way of saying that he thought Kain had done a good job. Kain shrugged. [b]? You didn?t do anything.?[/b] [b]? Like I could do anything to that madman with my bare fists. I ain?t that stupid,?[/b] Zed retorted crossly. Kain chuckled, having already gotten under the dark-haired boy?s skin. Zed gave an irritated huff before crossing his arms in front of his chest. Kain then noticed the four rings on his right hand. [b]? Those your weapons??[/b] Kain asked, trying not to sound interested. Zed grunted in the affirmative. [b]? Pretty puny if you ask me,?[/b] Kain added. [b]? No one did,?[/b] Zed growled, twirling his pinkie ring around his little finger in annoyance. His dark eyes scanned the crowd as they all chatted amongst each other. There was silence between the two before Zed asked Kain a question. [b]? What the hell do you think really happened here??[/b][/size][/color][/INDENT] OOC: Sorry if I didn't get Kain right Spartan. PM me if you want me to change anything.

OOC: First of all, it?s [i]Neron[/i], not Nero. Secondly, this is going to be a fairly long post. Just so you?re warned. [size=1][color=#666666][INDENT][i]What an adventure so far,[/i] Neron sighed inwardly. The first occurrence of many to be played out was the two prisoners, Kain and Naydine, he had beckoned to join him in his office tried to escape. They both flew out of the door like runaways rabbits, knocking over Jaden, the captain, during their flight. He had only just poked his head inside the ward?s door and said something when the two leapt into action. Neron raced to the door, watching the quickly disappearing backs of the two prisoners with slight unease. He then looked down at the boy-captain that lay sprawled out comically across the floor. [b]? Captain,?[/b] Neron started with a slight hint of disapproval in the tone of his voice, [b]? are you all right??[/b] He stared down the bridge of his nose, through his circular-framed glasses, at the young man. [b]? Oh, fine? fine,?[/b] Jaden replied, standing quickly and brushing himself off. He scratched the back of his head in an embarrassed manner, smiling stupidly at the older man. [b]? No need for medical attention, Doctor. Perhaps we should take more forceful measure in questioning these two.?[/b] The last sentence sounded more like a question, than a thought. Neron almost felt like he should roll his eyes at the young man. Having a captain like his was rather irritating. The doctor wondered how long this voyage was going to last with someone like that as their leader. The Rasm government really had lost its? sanity when they chose him. [b]? Everything will be fine Captain,?[/b] Neron replied, as if answering the question Jaden had proposed. [b]? Just wait.?[/b] The doctor walked back inside the ward, lifting up a clipboard and reading up on the escapees while he waited. As if on cue, two sets of guard ? one set female, the other male ? brought the two escapees back to the ward. [b]? Heh, guess they were better prepared than we thought,?[/b] the man, Kain, remarked as they were shoved into their seats. Neron now looked up from his clipboard, his grey eyes settling on the two. He noticed the woman, Naydine, was holding her ankle rather tenderly. [b]? Are you hurt, young lady??[/b] he asked neutrally as Jaden moved over to behind the doctor?s desk. [b]? Just twisted her ankle and gave herself a little bump on the head,?[/b] one of the female guards piped up, having witnessed the incident only moments before. [b]? Hey! It was YOUR fault it happened!?[/b] Naydine retorted hotly, now holding her head gingerly. All the while this was going on, Neron had moved to his desk, shuffling Jaden out of the way in the process, and rummaged around in one of the drawers. A minute later and the doctor approached the young woman with a syringe in hand. [b]? Here, this will help??[/b] Neron started before the woman screamed and latched herself onto her male counterpart?s arm, much to the surprise of Neron, Jaden and the guards. [b]? What the??! Nay, get off me!?[/b] Kain growled, trying to shake her off but not very successfully. [b]? No way! I [u]do not[/u] need a shot!?[/b] the young woman wailed, hanging on so tightly to the young man that Neron thought she would cut off the circulation to his arm. Indeed, it was starting to turn a nasty shade of blue. But it was now clear to Neron, and everyone else in the room, that Naydine was mortally afraid of needles. [b]? It is only a mild painkiller. It will ease the throbbing in your head and ankle??[/b] Neron attempted to explain to Naydine, but she flat out refused to be told. [b]? I?m fine! Don?t come near me!?[/b] Neron sighed as the two prisoners began to argue amongst themselves. He placed the syringe down on the desk beside him before turning to the two seated before him. He also noticed that Jaden and the others had very confused looks about them. It wasn?t surprising. The doctor himself was shocked at the two?s easy interaction with one another. It was like watching animals interact with each other at the zoo. But, he couldn?t let himself be carried away by his curiosity. [b]? Very well then, shall we skip the injection? If you two are now done, would you be so kind as to tell us your situation??[/b] Both of the prisoners opened their mouths to start sprouting their story when three people shuffled into the room. Two were holding the third, who was in a dead faint and laying limp in their grasp. Neron immediately noticed that all three needed medical attention of some sort. The doctor abruptly turned into some sort of general, ordering people about like nothing. [b]? Jaden,?[/b] Neron started, turning to the clumsy captain of the ship. [b]? Since the prisoners have no injuries worth attending to, I would like you to escort them to their holding cells for the time being. Do what you wish with them.?[/b] He turned to the two conscious beings that had come in, whom he recognised as Axel and October, the third being Lexiana. [b]? October, Axel ? please place Lexiana upon the nearest bed if you have the strength.?[/b] Neron?s tone worried them more than anything. Forgetting about the differences between themselves, the two nodded and lifted Lexiana up onto the nearest bed. While this happened, Neron fussed around, gathering what things he would need to patch the injured woman up. October watched Neron closely, making sure he didn?t seem like he was going to do anything fishy. Axel collapsed into one of the chairs nearby, holding his head gingerly. The doctor worked on the unconscious Lexiana for ten or fifteen minutes before he was satisfied with the job done. The bleeding had been stopped and the swelling had gone down inside the young woman?s head. All that she needed now was rest, and plenty of it. Neron pulled the curtain around to reveal a peaceful Lexiana to the two waiting for treatment. He looked from one to the other. [b]? Who shall be first??[/b][/color][/size][/INDENT]

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[INDENT][color=#CC3333][size=1]Well? this was a shock indeed. Mitsumi stood there rooted to her spot with the other Genin at the front of the crowd. Why would someone attack the Sunagakure? The young red-haired girl thought they had been at peace with most of their surrounding countries for a fair time now. She looked up at Gaara and saw the pain written clearly across his face. The loss of his people and his village must have been hard for the recently appointed Kazekage. Mitsumi liked Gaara a lot as a leader. He seemed to genuinely care about his village and his people in a way that reminded her a lot of Naruto-sensei. That reminded her? Naruto-sensei used to be her team?s leader before Oni got promoted to Chuunin. She hadn?t seen him personally in a long time. Mitsumi turned to Mai, who had been beside her during the whole proceeding. She was in as much shock as Mitsumi had been. Beside her was Kuro-san, whom Mai had managed to clobber earlier on when he had crept up behind her and scared her. Kuro and Mitsumi laughed about it after Mai had apologised profusely to her friend. The young red-haired girl didn?t know Kuro-san very well. She had never been in too much contact with him, but Mai seemed to be his friend, so in turn, he also became Mitsumi?s friend. To Kuro?s right was Ichiro and Kaoru. Ichiro had said something about Kaoru wanting him to see her train in the forest. Mitsumi felt herself sigh inwardly. She had only been in Konoha for half a day when all of the drama began to happen. At least it wasn?t a hard mission, although, it had taken most of her energy to keep up the pace for three days straight. She let out an exasperated sigh as the crowd began to disperse, all talking about what Tsunade-sama had just announced. Through the crowd, Mitsumi could see the Chuunin all looking rather sombre. Oni was the first to leave the ?group?, although it really wasn?t a group. He had been in Mitsumi?s team with Ichiro and Naruto-sensei before he was promoted to Chuunin. She really hadn?t gotten to know him as well as Ichiro (but then, she had known Ichiro before the team?s were chosen), but they were on mutual terms. To his left were Ikorose and Ginmaru. Mitsumi felt her cheeks deepen into a deep scarlet. She had always had a crush on those two, and she didn?t quite know why. It was probably because they were so strong and handsome that she liked them, but Mitsumi felt that wasn?t the only reason. Near them was Imi. Again, Mitsumi didn?t know Imi very well. She had never had a conversation with her, not that she normally walked up to strangers and started talking to them. If she wanted someone to be her friend, Mitsumi normally stayed silent around them until she could pluck up the courage to talk to them ? a stark contrast of how she acted around friends. A sudden grasp of the situation washed over her. They had to prepare for the oncoming battle. Even if Mitsumi was tired from her last mission, this definitely wasn?t the time to slack off. She turned to Mai with a steely look in her eyes. [b]? Hey Mai, I?m going home to prepare for this. I?ll meet up with you at the stadium later, yeah??[/b] Mai nodded quietly. [b]? See you there Mitsumi.?[/b] With that, Mitsumi waved her goodbye to her friend and ran to her home on the outskirts of the village. She wasn?t going to let her friends suffer like the Sunagakure did. This? new enemy? They seemed like they knew what they were doing. Taking on the Sand ninja, and winning ? there must have been a well though out strategy behind it. As she turned the last corner towards home, Mitsumi felt herself come face-to-chest with someone. Unable to avoid a collision, Mitsumi bounced off the person and came to rest on the ground three feet away. She mumbled at how much her bottom hurt when she looked up into the face of the person she had bounced off of. A sweatdrop formed on the side of her head and slowly slid down. [I]Oh dear?[/I][/size][/color][/INDENT] OOC: Anyone is welcome to be the person Mitsumi ran into.

[INDENT][size=1][color=Brown][I]~ The saints, are comin?? the saints, are comin? I say no matter how I try, I realise it?s all a lie~[/I] Demetri blinked for a moment before he realised his mobile phone was buzzing around in the back pocket of his long dusty jeans. He, Ray and Yasuo had been conversing about what Ray had discovered from her contact when the phone call abruptly interrupted. Demetri took it from his pocket and flipped it open. [b]? Demetri here,?[/b] he answered. Ray and Yasuo listened in on the young man?s part of the conversation. [b]? What?! Really? We?ll be right over.?[/b] A click signalled the end of the call and Demetri placed it back into his jean pocket. He ran an exasperated hand through his long sandy brown hair. Where to go now? [b]? Who was it??[/b] Ray asked firmly, reminding the young man that he hadn?t told them who called yet. [b]? Oh, it was Adam. Something fairly bad has happened and he wants us to go over to the California State University asap.?[/b] Ray and Yasuo both felt like smacking him. However, they stayed their hands and just let a few grumbles escape their lips. Demetri noticed the colder demeanour towards him, now thinking that telling them it was Adam right away was probably a good idea. [I]Great? my first screw up? we?ve wasted time now?[/I] The young man?s shoulders visibly sagged. However, the faerie on his shoulder whispered into his ear some comforting words. He nodded his thanks to her, feeling a little better, but still glum in some respects. It was good to have someone that was nice to him, even if he couldn?t decide if the faerie was his imagination or something real. The group moved back out onto the street and tried to flag down a taxi without much success. By now, the two young women were getting frustrated with the whole situation. Demetri couldn?t help but feel that it was his fault they couldn?t get to the University quickly. [I]Karma or somethin??[/I] he thought to himself gloomily. He really was a novice. In the end, Ray had to play her police-officer card (Demetri didn?t know if she still was a cop or not), and she commissioned a young man?s [I]Mitsubishi Lancer Evolution VII[/I], much to his disgust. The young police officer hopped into the driver?s seat, Yasuo in the front passenger?s seat and Demetri squeezing tightly into the back. With a loud roar of the exhaust tip and the high whistling of the twin turbo, Ray took off towards the University. As they wove their way through the traffic-choked streets, Demetri felt the faerie on his shoulder tug on his ear gently. He turned to her, wondering what she wanted. She whispered into his ear yet again. This time, it was something about the ghouls and the University. Either she had heard what Adam said to him over the phone, or she knew exactly what his boss knew, which was quite creepy. Wait a moment, didn?t she say something about the ghoul before Adam even called? This revelation tripped Demetri out. How could have this faerie known something his boss didn?t? However, Demetri didn?t have time to ponder over the question because Ray had brought the car to an abrupt stop outside of the University. It seemed the young man who had owned the car had done some custom work to the braking system, amongst other things. Ray and Yasuo jumped out; Demetri again squeezing out of the back seat behind them. How they ever expected to fit four people into those two-door cars was beyond his comprehension. [b]? I wonder if the others are here yet,?[/b] Ray queried, looking up at the dark building in front of them, green lawn greeting their feet. [b]? Should we take a look around??[/b] Yasuo added. Demetri could sense the excitement in her voice. Like him, she also was new to this scene. However, they all agreed on taking a look around the campus and started to head to the main building. Adam hadn?t given Demetri a location where they would meet up, if they would meet up at all. The young man had a sneaking suspicion that maybe this was one of Adam?s tests. Hopefully, it wouldn?t turn out like the last.[/size][/color][/INDENT]

[size=1]So Matt, are you going to make another post? Or is the RPG now officially dead? I really would like to continue, I just don't know how to make a post from where Cyriel left off. It's kind of difficult in that type of situation to know what to do, ya?[/size]