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George Of The Jungle Meets Trailer Park Genius.

"My Precious."

The severe consequences of under-age drinking. Brought to you by the United States Navy. lol

[B][U][COLOR="Black"]Gatorade, Is It In You?[/COLOR][/U][/B]

[COLOR="Black"]Cain looked closely into the Panthers eyes. Seeing if it truly had a soul. "In the shadow, darkness shall rule..." He saw as if the panther understood him. "I'm neither master nor owner nor are we partners. We shall be one." - Maste-- I mean we are one..." - The Panther opened itself for him. Cain Jumped up to the cockpit without another word. The Panther turned to the hanger door and roared. "Come uno, guideremo." (**Like one, we will guide**)[/COLOR] [COLOR="Red"]Nanashi looked upon his mech. The Bear looked into his eyes and knew that only evil awaited. "Only strength will decide the king or the horse." The Bear leaned to him and roared. Nanashi jumped onto his muzzle and knelt down. "But with great strength must come great speed." The Bear shook violently, but to no avail. The Bear looked with fear and admiration. - You are the King as I am your horse. - It opened the cockpit. As Nanashi went inside the feel of unease from the Bear was gone. "Move..."[/COLOR]

Name: Nanashi De Morte Age: 23 Personality: Cold and Quiet, not one to mess with, he won't hesitate to knock some one out or kill them just for bugging him. Appearance:See attachment Good/Bad: Bad Mech: Bear Other: His mech is a reflection of him. Large with enormous strength; dangerous and territorial with personal space.

Name: Cain Exodus Age: 22 Personality: He comes off cold, he is quiet and reserved only saying things when it is most important. No one knows alot about him because he is not close to any one in the base and seems to like it that way being one to stay in the corner and listen not bringing attention to him self except for the true fact that he is a tacticians genius. Apperance: See attachment Good/Bad: Good Mech: Panther Other: He is known as the base shadow, he is hardly seen and never heard, silent and precise he keeps to himself and doesn't seem to like attention.

Name: Scuro Priest Rank: member if squad 9 Appearence: [URL="http://photobucket.com/mediadetail/?media=http%3A%2F%2Fi176.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fw174%2FMSpisak02%2FWhite%2520Anime%2520Boys%2FWolf.jpg&searchTerm=white%20wolf&pageOffset=19"]Clicky[/URL] Personality: Quiet and reserved he is not one to be messed with. Loves a good fight and is told by others that he boarders insanity. Alliance: Soul Society Bio: Born into a high ranking house he was supposed to be a captian at an early year, but his dislike for his father made him give the position to Akemi. He has a great deal of respect for her as a captian being the only woman in her squad and she handles them all at once along with their critisisim. Like Akemi he was trained under Zaraki Kenpachi and is known to be somewhat like him. Him and Akemi are quite good friends though not many know this. Zanpakuto: Name- Nerezza Appearence- It grows in length and the handle becomes pure black, spreads and engulfs his arm, the blade becomes black as well. The blade in the form of a scyths blade. The bade can become detachable and dissapperes into a small vortex of darkness it reapperes near the enemy. The blade can also be used in close comabt as well. Command words- Remove their souls, Death to all Abilities- He can pull the souls from his eneimes and throw them into in an illision of hell driveing them mad, he can control darkness, open vortexs and travle to places he has already been in an instant.

[COLOR="DarkRed"]Human- Name: Malvagite Age: 24 Sex: Male Apperance: [URL="http://photobucket.com/mediadetail/?media=http%3A%2F%2Fi167.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fu149%2FThee_Flame_prince%2FShadowWarriorcopy.jpg&searchTerm=anime%20%20guy&pageOffset=7"]Click[/URL] Wolf- Apperance:[URL="http://photobucket.com/mediadetail/?media=http%3A%2F%2Fi187.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fx245%2FJazzy_loves_gaara%2FEvilWolf.jpg&searchTerm=white%20wolf&pageOffset=9"]Click[/URL] Founder Clan: Darcia Personality/Bio: Given a bad rep just for being born from the Darcia Clan he is crule and cold hearted. Most never see any other side of him but that. His clan rutheless he fought his way to the top until he became Alpha to them when like so many other clans his was uprooted and spread about the country. Most is not really known about him or his clan being to them selves has left mystery to them but he now travles alone to a city where he feels inclined to go by some unnatrual force, hopeing that he will be able to find some clan and followes. [/COLOR]

Taking a deep breath Nanshi moved smoothly toward the docking bay and watched as Mycella boarded the airship, she had improved since the last time he had seen her and felt a small sense of pride in her though he didn't show it at all. He looked as the others began to board the plane one by one and decided that it was in his best interest that he board as well before someone tried to speak with him. He climbed aboard and saw Mycella sitting in the back and cursed her silently. The general poked him in the shoulder and spoke in his ear. "Leaders are to sit in the back and moniter the others. Mycella is in her seat. Your next to her." Nodding he made his way back there but let the others know in his own way that he would have prefered to sit alone and not be bothered with anyone else. She looked up at him and rolled her eyes looking away as he sat with his arms crossed. She heaved a sigh making it sound as if she was as unhappy about the arangment but he caught her looking back at him out of the corner of her eye and groaned inwardly and closed his eyes ignoring all else around him but his own thoughts.

Everyone started to feel a cold chill flow through their hearts as if someone had frozen their souls. At first they didn't notice but when they did, they didn't realize what it was. They started to look around the rooms they were in. The one's that were out of the meeting room rushed in. Marcus looked around aimlessly. "What is it? I'm not the only one who feels this, right? Like... Like-" "Like all the happiness left your heart and soul..." Cella spoke with an expression of anxiousness. "He's here..." The back corner started to mist over as if the light was running away. The darkness seemed to fill the corner til it was no longer visible. The darkness seemed as if flowing through the air like water. As everyone stared at the swirling mass of darkness, a shadowy figure stepped forth. As everyone laid eyes on the figure their cold chills turned to ice. As the figure fully stepped out of the shadow they could see an evil tattoo glowing bright on his back. The tattoo was that of the Grim Reaper, the angel of death; for this figure was Nanashi de Morte...the one that everyone was dreading to see again. His name meant 'No name of death" for he was seen as death itself. The man was in a dark hooded cloak, nothing could be seen beneath its hood except for a single glowing dark red eye. He slowly removed the cloak revealing a weather beaten but fierce man; he looked around at everyone and slowly spoke with a deep chilling voice. "It was once said that within the shadow fear was born." No one could speak, it was if their bodies were frozen in time. Mycella looked pale as he looked on her, she had grown since the last time he had seen her and she seemed to be in more control. "N-nanashi...welcome back. How was your time away from here?" He spoke a single word, and said it with a cold smile. "Dark."

[COLOR="Blue"][B][I]This is to Ushima. No offence man, but cant you think of a different power than one already being used?[/I][/B][/COLOR] Name: Nanashi de Morte Codename: Ombro Age: 25 Appearance: [URL="http://www.animecubed.com/galleries/wog3/Valor%20The%20Evil%20Eye.jpg.shtml"]http://www.animecubed.com/galleries/wog3/Valor%20The%20Evil%20Eye.jpg.shtml[/URL] Personality: Quiet yet sadistic. Weapon(s): 2 are in picture. One 7 ft shadow longsword. Shadow gloves. Power: Shadow/darkness. You shall see.

Nanashi looked at her and shook his head. "Lead the way..." He spoke in a calm deep voice. He looked toward the sky and began to think to himself. "Am i doing the right thing? Why do i feel i should trust this human... Is she... she is different..." He looked back at her. "Well? Let us go..."

As Nanashi walked passed the barn, he could hear voices coming from inside. It sounded to him like the male and female were flurting. He laughed and kept walking. He was looking around to learn what these.... humans wanted from life. He found them to be most confusing. "Can I help you?" A voice came from behind him. He turn slightly to look and found a man in a suit. Nanashi shook his head. "Then what are you doing here?!" Nanashi put a fingure to his lips. That pissed the man off. The man drew his gun and aimed. "Down on your knees!" Nanashi turned back and walked away. He felt the bullet pass through his shoulder as the man fired. Nanashi turned and reached in his pocket. The man fired again, piercing his chest. Nanashi stumbled and removed his I.D. from his pocket and showed the man. "Oh God... I'm sorry sir..." He said sarcastically. "I dont care if they accepted you! I hate your kind! You will die anyway!" The man tried to fire but relized Nanashi had disappeared. Nanashi appeared behind the man and knocked him out. Nanashi began to walk passed the female as she came out of the barn. Blood poured from his shoulder and chest, but he walked as if it wasn't. His pride was too strong.

As he stood upon the edge of the roof top, he could hear the foot steps of the people chasing him. As they broke through the door to the roof, they tried to surround him the best they could. "We only wish to talk..." said a petite woman in a red uniform. "Then talk. I will listen but one move of advancement and I will show you the meaning of darkness is death." The man spoke. He was covered by a black robe and hood. "Just peace... Look we need--I mean we would like you to join us... Join us to--" she was cut of by the man. "Join humans to destroy my kind..." He looked down and saw a man in blue waving at him with a 'come with me' wave. The man turned to look at the humans. "Sure why not. Only if I am made in charge." He took a piece of paper, wrote on it and smiled. He opened his hand and a shroud of darkness appeared. He placed the paper into the darkness. The paper appeared in front of the man in blue. He opened it and read, ?I will not fight you. I have a score to settle with these fools. Do not interfere! The name?s Nanashi or Shadow.?

He looks at her and looks around the room. He notices there is only one bed. He moved to the opposite side of the room and stood against the wall. He thought she was punishing him for what he did. All he ment was to protect her. He doesn't like watching people attack women. He was that way for as long as he can remember... which wasn't that long ago. He couldn't remember before two weeks ago. He looked at her as she stared at him. He's never said anything to anyone sence before he lost his memory. He just stayed still and closed his eyes.

He slowly moved toward the door. He was ready to go... now. As he moved towar the door it seemed to open by itself to make way for him. As he left, it closed behind him. He seemed to disappear, blendingin with darkness...

He began to survey the entire bar. He noticed a man that wasn't part of the "Group". He only glimpsed quickly when the man stood up and pointed a silver plated revolver at Mayhony. The man looked both scared and angry. "Give me everything you've got!! I know you all have to be rich!! Give it or she dies!!" Nanashi grabbed the mans hand along with the gun in a blur of movement. On his hand Mayhony saw a tattoo of an ancient sybol that ment "Lord of death by shadow". Those with that mark were said to have vanished long ago. Nanashi squeezed causing both the man's hand and the gun to shatter. He lifted up causing the man to lift off the ground and he threw the man against the opposite wall. Nanashi pulled a knife and handed it to Mayhony. He stepped aside making a path for her to choose what to do with the man.

As the rain came down the shadow of a man moved through the downpour as if it wasn't there. The rain seemed to miss him, as if he was untouchable. As he moved toward the tavern, he had an ad in his hand that asked for theives. No one trully knew anything about this man. The main rumor is that there is said to be a man dressed in all black that was an ex-assassin that went MIA 5 years ago.As he entered through the door, he automaticaly spotted her. He could tell she was the one calling for the thieves. He walked up to her and placed the flyer on the table. As she looked up at him, she could not see a face. All she could do was feel a sence of cringing evil....

Name: Nanashi Age: 20 Specialty: Silent kills, weapons mastery, Hand-to-hand and weapons combat Weapons: two 20" hook blades Personality: Silent. Uneasy to anger. Never talks. Bio: Said to be an ex- assassin that went MIA. Appearance:Clocked in a black robe covered completely.

"In a sence, hiding." He looked around and as he saw no one, he moved beside her. "I am being hunted. emencely." "You must have done something pretty bad." "Keep this a secret. About a year ago my sister was captured by Reshein Army, the army of 12,345 men. They threatened to kill her if my father didn't pay them 100,000. My father didn't have nearly enough. So the sentenced my sister to death. Her execution was set for noon the following day. As noon approched I grew more and more angry, til I snapped. I walked before the gates to their castle and ripped them off their hinges. well... to make stories short, I killed every last one of them with my bare hands..." He looked up and gazed upon the stars. "I didn't kill them at first... Til their leader executed her early... right in front of me. I moved her body out of harms way and grabbed the chop block. It was 2 tons of steel and wood. I picked it up and threw it at the leader, crushing him... Then the slaughter began..."

He looked around slowly. He smiled and looked at her. "As I said, my name is Shakren." He spoke in a low rumbling voice. She looked at him as if she saw a ghost and before he knew it, she jumped on him yelling. "Yeah, he speaks!!!" He picked her up and sat her down. "If word gets out, they will be the least of our worries. They will send their best after me. I must leave before everyone is hurt." He bowed to her, the whole time she hasn't been able to see his face. "Thank you."

He looked at his Panther and got on the wolf. The Panther ran beside them. He looked back to notice the were being followed. He tapped her shoulder and pointed this out.

He moved his arm moved quickly toward her. She thought he was going to hit her, so she closed her eyes. She opened her eyes to see an arrow in his fist, the tip pointed at her. He had saved her.