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6 yrs ago
Current All the guy did was change his pic to a swastika, say some entry-level /pol/ bytes, and changed his bio to basic slurs.
6 yrs ago
You know exactly who.
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6 yrs ago
I don't know why we can't blast both zoophiles and pedophiles at the same time. Two birds one stone.
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idk who needs to hear this but if you like women then you're gay, no ifs ands or buts
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I'm back.
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Bitch, I'm the best.

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Redd Dreyden Jr.


The son of a Traveller, finding his way.



This quiet and diligent young man was born to a Traveller named Redd and a maid named Clara. Though he has never met his father, Redd has been given tales of epic adventures and legendary feats about the man. While this fascinated him as a child, the promise his mother had given him of one day meeting his father seemed to become less and less likely to be fulfilled. As the boy became a teen and the teen became a man his opinion of his father had changed. The man may be great but he had also abandoned his wife and child on "one last adventure."

His dream used to be to become a Traveller like his father but that dream has faded over the years. Instead he has made it his goal to find and confront his old man, to figure out what kind of person he is for himself, forsaking the idea of a "dream". Only his mother has had anything good to say about Redd Sr. and nobody else in Enn even has anything to say. In fact it seemed that nobody had ever met him or even heard of him. There were no clues to where he had gone or what he was searching for, only that he had departed with his party of Travellers the day before Redd Jr. was born. He never even left anything behind. Clara ceased her days as a Traveller well before her son was born and became a maid so Redd Jr. could be raised fairly normally despite having only one parent.

She did, however, teach Redd a few things. About the world outside Enn, about how to defend himself, but mostly about life. When he was seventeen she gave him her old short sword that she used in her youth and trained him to a degree. However, despite knowing that one day he would leave Enn and become a Traveller himself, she also taught him how to clean for the nobles and essentially conscripted him as a housecleaner to help earn money. The next few years went by and Redd's restlessness only escalated. He wanted to leave, to find his father and to find the world. One evening, while he and his mother were walking home after a day of work, he spotted a particular poster that practically called out to him...
  • What is your usual posting speed?
    • Once a day.
    • A few times a week.

  • Choose one:

    • Sword

  • Dragons or kittens?
    • Kittens

  • Name a vegetable.
    • Broccoli
I oughta get my sheet up as well.

I'm dead and still kicking.
Sylas


This woman just didn't understand how great her opponent truly was. Sylas only made a disappointed sigh as she jumped around to keep avoiding his expanding glass floor. "You marines just don't get it," Sylas started to comment before noticing that Hanna had made a very direct lunge at him for an attack. The young ex-captain brought up his glass swords in an X shape, blocking her saber at the cost of their blades. The collision shattered both swords but deflected Hanna's sword enough to keep Sylas from harm. In that brief moment, time seemed to slow down. The shards of the swords just hung in the air as the marine woman aimed her pistol at Sylas once again. "I won't be defeated."

The pirate spun around on his axis and leaned back, twirling out of the way of Hanna's aim right before she fired. The glass that had broken and flung around the air began to move, being manipulated and pulled back towards Sylas. The two broken sword hilts he was holding began attracting the glass, reforming the blades as if they had never broken in the first place. All the while he continued his rotation to make a full circle, facing the airborne and vulnerable Hanna. "Remember my name." In a display of speed and brutality, Sylas brought both sabers down across her right side, creating a deep cut in the shape of an X along her right midsection. A blow to end a fight, surely, but not necessarily lethal. The glass on the ground that had been moving to capture her had ceased activity, simply becoming inanimate flooring. The bloody swords fell to the ground as Sylas moved both his hands to dramatically remove his glasses before striking a pose over the defeated marine. "Sylas Maison, the next great legend." He the put his glasses back on, taking a moment to look down at Hanna to make sure she wouldn't try to attack him again. She did seem tenacious, after all, and a sword to the back would be a great way for her to get revenge.
I like this premise. Color me interested.
<Snipped quote by liferusher>

Only 200 ?

I have over nine thousand


Kazuki


The doctor remained polite towards Rui-Ling as they conversed. "If the ship is tangible then I can handle it," Kazu clarified. "The intangible, however, I have nothing for. Though it seems you can cover that for us quite splendidly." He briefly wondered on the immortal's words about starting a clean energy movement. Perhaps that would be something worth looking into if there were others like Kazuki, but from his knowledge of electricity it wouldn't be a very fun or easy accomplishment even if there were dozens of others. While he could generate massive amounts of power Earth is still a large place with high energy demands. To sustain everyone he would have to work like a dog, something nobody would enjoy. But the thought itself was endearing and perhaps useful to keep in mind.

When they arrived at the port Kazuki was quick to stop the vehicle. He saw the helicopter wreckage and quickly deduced that getting too close could be dangerous. The weapons on board seemed to still be operational, and he didn't want to risk his car being annihilated by getting as close as the helicopter. "That's a problem," Kazuki stated, putting the car in park and getting out. He didn't even bother to lock it; there was nobody else here for sure. Not with that massive ghost ship looming overhead. "It can fire tangible artillery," Kazuki began to deduce aloud. "Odds are we can get on board. Using aircraft is too dangerous considering it is still operational... We will have to climb aboard using that chain lead attached to the crane over there. From there we can only hope it will not fire upon us as we climb, though even if it were to open fire it would be difficult to hit small targets such as ourselves..."

Without hardly waiting for Rui-Ling to get on board with the idea he began to walk towards the crane. Electrical sparks began to crack in his pupils as he activated his X-Ray Vision, scanning the nearby area and then the ship itself. Though a bit distant and thus not quite clear, it did appear to him that there was nobody onboard the Kongou. "I have never tried to see ghosts with my X-Ray Vision before, I doubt it could detect any," he muttered to himself as his vision returned to normal. The doctor took the ladder up to the top of the crane, making his way up at a casual pace. He wasn't anxious or panicked in the least. Once at the top, however, he waited for his partner. "If you don't feel comfortable climbing this chain then let me know. I do not wish for you to fall from this height, even if you are immortal and will not die. I can carry you on my back if all else fails." Kazuki tried to sound respectful, but it was difficult to come across as caring when you were suggesting to carry a grown man on your back. He then turned towards the chain and grabbed on. Immediately there was an electrical cracking sound as his hand stuck to the metal magnetically. Kazu had no fear of falling while he still had his powers. "We may want to move. If the ship is sentient or if it has a crew it may well notice us trying to sneak aboard. That could potentially be the end of us."


Shin Maru, Topaz




The young man first seemed confused by what Daisuke was talking about. Then he realized that he meant Shin's lighthearted nature might bother the rebels they were working with. "Ah, I get it," Shin relented, putting his hands behind his head in a comfortable position. "I'd disagree though. I'm not fueled by insensitivity, just confidence. That's something everyone could use." Despite not agreeing with Daisuke he didn't press the matter further, as it wasn't a big issue and it wasn't that difficult for him to tone his attitude back. They didn't have to wait around long, however, as the strange Saburo soon arrived followed by the man in charge of the operations, Tento.

The team was briefed as they walked to a planning room. The job sounded simple in proposition but that didn't mean it would be easy. Two jonin guarding a building of interest and an unknown amount of reinforcements on the inside. Shin, Daisuke, and Saburo were supposed to deal with the jonin and the rebels would handle the rest. Three strong chuunin versus two strong jonin. While Shin's confidence didn't falter here, he did feel as if Tento wasn't mentioning something. After all he didn't say why the building was important or what was inside it. But then again he may not know the answer to either question so Shin didn't bother to ask. He simply kept it in the back of his mind, planning to stay wary for the duration of the mission.

Daisuke was the appointed leader and he was quick to start coming up with a game plan. Saburo gave a strange mention of the ratio of field hours each of the three had taken, Shin wasn't sure how he felt about that being he had the most hours but at the same time Saburo was able to know things about him that even he didn't know. Shin shook off the thought and decided to add his two cents to the plan. "Yeah, I'm at my best fighting at close to medium range," Shin confirmed. "However I've got plenty of tricks up my sleeves. My family's techniques are pretty effective. If we can get an undetected approach I can dispatch one of the jonin without having to fight. I don't think using that technique a second time will work, considering the second jonin will be prepared for it, but taking it from two opponents to one is something worth trying. I've just got to get within thirty meters or so and have a line of sight on them." The Jade Crystal Prison technique has always been a classic in the Maru family, being so effective at handling a single opponent that it can win before the fight even begins. While it has a very fast activation it isn't so fast that an aware opponent can't dodge it, so once a foe has knowledge of the technique they will be able to predict it and avoid it. Otherwise it is the equivalent of a blindside sucker-punch. Only more lethal. "If we can do that then our job goes from easy to easier. Think we can pull that off?"






Tsukiko Umene, Honeybadger




The two younger jonin were quick to catch on to Tsukiko's plan. It was a simple one anyways but with Yamato's track record of insubordinate behavior and Aoi's general airhead nature it was possible they wouldn't go for it. Thankfully they did, though not without being annoying in some way. "Your tongue won't be so sharp after I cut it off," Tsukiko threatened Yamato half-heartedly, her voice reverting back to normal. She was mostly used to his bullshit by now but she still couldn't let his insult slide. After clearing her throat her voice changed back to the disguised voice. "Let's move." Tsukiko began to lead the way into Kiri, walking much more slowly than usual to match her disguise. An granny walking like a healthy, athletic woman would surely be suspicious after all.

What was most supsicious, to Tsukiko at least, was the lack of the guide. The trio first passed through the meeting point location as they entered Kiri, yet there was nobody there. Literally nobody, not even other civilians. The street corner was devoid of life or business. You've got to be kidding me. A no-show. The old lady turned her gaze to the two kids that were walking besides her. "It seems your uncle isn't here. I suppose we have to find him ourselves," she said innocently, though the hidden message was fairly easy to pick up on: they were moving on without him. Tsukiko decided to maintain her pace, allowing the younger Aoi and Yamato to walk ahead of her while still maintaining some level of control over the direction the group headed. Naturally they walked towards the industrial looking part of town, and as they went deeper into Kiri the more people they found. The outskirts were mostly devoid of human interactions for some reason but civilians still marched about their business further in. Granted the atmosphere was glum and depressing. Much like Konoha's current state but only much more extreme here.

At the civilian pace they were taking it wasn't a quick trip, but it was an inconspicuous trip. The trio eventually reached the industrial part of Kiri. The people that walked around here were mostly men, making the team start to stand out somewhat as they navigated the streets. This bothered Tsukiko but she knew their cover would hold up. After all the target factory was somewhere around here. She briefly closed her eyes as she remembered the blueprints they were given earlier. Of course she could just check them, as they were on her person right now, but that would be too suspicious. Basing off her memory, however, Tsukiko was confident she could identify the place. When she opened her eyes and looked ahead she realized the largest factory was dead ahead and had shinobi guards out front. It didn't take a genius to deduce that was the target. "Your Uncle Enki works at that one, up ahead," she said, pointing out the building to Yamato and Aoi. "We'll see if we can leave early to take you two home." Once again the message was clear. They would begin their assault soon.

As they closed in it was easier to identify the defenses. It was well guarded, no doubt. Just outside the front entrance was two shinobi and Tsukiko could already see one on the roof. She couldn't tell how many more there were, however, because all the smog interfered with her sense of smell. However she could detect a large number of strong chakra signatures inside, meaning there was probably upwards of a dozen guards throughout the building among the factory workers. She couldn't tell how many there were for sure. It was unlikely these shinobi were particularly elite, but they more than made up for it in numbers. Their chakra presence alone indicated that none of them were below chuunin, or if they were they had strong chakra. Regardless it wasn't going to be easy to take them all on at the same time.

The trio slowly approached the front gate, where two Kiri shinobi were posted. They didn't seem particularly suspicious of the group though they weren't about to just let them pass. One of them stepped forward into the middle of the gateway, signalling for the team to stop. "What brings you here, ma'am," he addressed Tsukiko directly, recognizing the old lady as the guardian of the two kids. "Oh, I came here to see if Enki Shizuru was working today. These are his brother's children and they are without a home now." The guard briefly scanned Aoi and Yamato, confirming that they looked like war orphans and deciding that the story wasn't implausible. "I wouldn't know if there is an Enki Shizuru here or not. Please wait here while we have someone go and check." Tsukiko notably frowned now. She looked over her shoulder briefly at the street behind them. Nobody was around now. Then she looked back to the guards. "Oh, that's fine. We can wait."

The guard immediately in front of them turned around to start walking to the factory while the other one kept watching the trio. Tsukiko reached her arms out, putting a hand on Yamato and Aoi's shoulders. The gesture appeared to be one of comfort for two orphaned children. But rather it was a silent command. As Tsukiko released the two kids she had left a single kunai knife to each of them, using sleight of hand to arm them quickly. It was clear what they were to do with the weapons: kill the two guards. As Tsukiko retracted her arms from the kids she withdrew three shuriken, fitting them between her fingers. The sole guard on the roof of the factory was also watching the front gate, likely out of sheer boredom, and as such he needed to be handled as well. The younger jonin would handle the two guards that were close in a surprise attack while Tsukiko launched the shuriken at the distant guard. One of the throwing stars landed square in the shinobi's throat and the other two stabbed into his chest. While he was too far for a normal person to hear, Tsukiko could hear him gargle a few times after he collapsed. He would be dead in less than a minute and would be incapable of raising the alarm.

Once Aoi and Yamato handled the two in front of them, Tsukiko would break character and stop walking like an old lady, instead quickly moving inside and closing the gate behind them. "Throw the bodies somewhere that can't be seen from the street," Tsukiko ordered, her voice back to normal. In a puff of smoke her disguise was gone and she was already pulling out the scroll that had been given to her earlier. She opened it up as she walked to the front door, going over the floor layout as she moved. "Aoi, you'll go through the roof. There is a catwalk over the factory floor that likely has guards. You'll be clearing them out. Yamato, you're going with me through the front door. After the lobby there are two entrances onto the factory floor. We will split up there and clear the factory floor. There should be no more than twenty guards but probably hundreds of workers. Their lives are irrelevant so do as you feel necessary to survive and deal damage. I will block off the front door after we enter. Aoi, you will find the fire escape exits after you clear the catwalk and block them off too. We will try to minimize how many people escape."

Whether it was intended as part of the original plan or not it had become very clear to the younger jonin what she was planning to do. Tsukiko was going to trap all the non-shinobi in so they would die when the factory went down. An actual massacre. "If you feel like you cannot handle your opponents just try to escape temporarily so I can deal with them. Most importantly you two must not die, then secondly they must all die. Got it? Good. Now go, Aoi." The command to move out was given just as Tsukiko reached the doors to the lobby. Without slowing down she kicked them open, making a loud bang noise that startled the people inside. There was two receptionists behind a counter and a single shinobi guard standing by the outside of the same counter. The rest of the lobby had chairs but there was nobody occupying them. "Go through the locker room and seal the fire escape there," Tsukiko commanded Yamato, completely disregarding the shinobi before them that started to mobilize. In fact she immediately turned around, letting Yamato deal with the enemy while she closed the front doors and began to jam kunai knives into the sides of the doorway in the small gap left by the door.
Burth is right. Grant nabbed the victory.
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