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10 yrs ago
hah hah h hah hhah h o k itS fuCK I gn d oNE LOOk I waStED 5 hOURs on mAKiN G BIO sPEci fIC ART r YO BAgELS R SO FUCkin HARD 2 DRAW
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10 yrs ago
ok take a good look at my bio bc im finna change it in the next few hours and i put 2 mcuch wor k into this bc im a fucckin idio t
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10 yrs ago
eveRYonE sH UT TH eFUC K uP rYO anD I SHAre THe sAME bRiTHDaY M ONTH if THAT AINT thE TI GTH EST SH I T gT F O
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Chou and Akurai
Chou watched as Ishin disappeared, happiness and disappointment bubbling in her stomach- grateful that he had allowed for her small request, but ashamed that she had made one in the first place. Nonetheless, she had made one and now had to follow through, making her way towards the blonde. It had seemed that the girls plea had worked as the man quickly vanished after given a few orders to the girl. However as the man vanished Akurai let out a sigh of relief, he would live to see another day. Reaching out a hand, she whispered in her small voice, "Ghouls taste weird don't they?" Pointing to herself, she greeted, "My name's Chou... we should get you out of here... There are cameras everywhere, you know." "Less weird and more absolutely horrible." Akurai hesitated before he took the girls hand "The name Is Akurai" however as she mentioned the cameras he shrugged "Well nobody knows who I am so I don’t know if I need to be afraid of the cameras just yet" But non the less he followed the girl Chou naturally reached for Akurai's hand- after all, she didn't travel with Ishin unless they were hand in hand, and it had come as second nature. "Put this mask on, just in case," she said, placing her mask over his face, using various ribbons from her dress to cover up her own. Then, when the two were set, she released her wings and with a tight hold on Akurai, pushed the two of them off the ground and onto a rooftop. Akurai put on the mask the girl handed him, it was small and barely covered his face, but it was the least he could do for her. The two of them jumped from roof top to roof top and soon after reached the entrance to what Akurai guessed was some sort of club. Chou let go of Akurai’s hand as they reached just before the club, and she warned him- "The people here might be easy to hunt... but you can't, okay? Not until Ishin says you can." "Well... as said I have no interest in hunting these people." He stopped for a moment and then asked "So... his name was Ishin?" "Yes," Chou nodded as she took his hand once more to drop down in an alley. Opening the back door, she continued, "He owns this club. And if you don't hunt... they can provide for you." Pausing, she reiterated, “I'll hunt for you." After all, he was her responsibility. Akurai didn't answer when the girl offered to hunt for him. He didn't want that. That would mean she would go out and kill for him and no matter how you twist it that does not sound good. "I can find my own food...somehow" After asking for the key, Chou looked down at it and furrowed her brows and then the two of them starting to walk down the halls of rooms. Chou’s eyes often flickered up and down to try and match the symbols on the key and the door, almost reaching for 3-D before realizing the second character was different from the one on her key. "Here," she said, after two more doors, clicking the key open and stepping aside to let Akurai through. "You can clean up in here," she added, looking over his messy attire, "If you need to." Akurai looked at his clothes and felt the holes in the back of his shirt "I suppose I should change... the things that come out of my back rips holes in all my clothes... it is rather annoying" he could not help to give the girl a faint smile. Chou tilted her head at the blonde's smile, finding it different from Ishin's blood thirsty one. "Okay," she nodded, allowing him to do his business before starting to rummage through the drawers, hoping to help by finding him clothes. And she knew they kept clothes here- she remembered her father doing it too.
^ im trash whoops I'll edit it //
hfalhff shit reply mcuh gomen but i havent slept for a while now and its late so im mad sleepy lmao-- if i actually put something stupid like lmao in the ic post pretend its not there ill edit it out or something hkdfhg goodnight sweet princes //dies
Oukami Anei
Anei had minded himself throughout whatever ordeals had transpired, careful to giggle if there was a ripple of it nearby, or shut up and watch closely when the others did. The first jounin had come and went quickly enough, looking much more morose than Anei would've liked. Thankfully, his name hadn't been one of the two called out. It was then that he thought it was strange- a two man team? Anei's light eyes wandered to whom the names belonged to- the new girl, a jinchuuriki of which the others made no mystery, and the other was a teen his age looking quite able. The Oukami furrowed his brows slightly in thought as he tried to recall where he saw similar chiseled features from- he was quizzed on this at home, he remembered- his attention detracted instead by the appearance of several more jounin. And then him. Light green eyes looked at his new sensei from top to bottom, but the mysterious man was gone as quickly as he'd appeared, his jovial attitude causing dysphoria in Anei's senses. There was something off and sinister about the man, and as he pushed himself off his seat, he could almost feel last night's wounds start to reopen, his back tingling at the memory. Deciding to push the thoughts away, Anei settled for this: if he really couldn't trust this new teacher, he'd fake it for the sake of rising in the ranks. "I guess that's me," he said, which just enough air in his voice to fake nerves as he followed with a tense sigh. He smiled at his seatmates before glancing around for his future partners, waving a hand instead in greeting before disappearing in a cloud of smoke, transporting himself to the designated area. Perhaps introductions should've been made prior to transporting, he thought to himself with a smile, concluding with a shrug that there was time for hellos later.
Maasaki Sanada
Deep black hair billowed in the wind as grey eyes surveyed the tranquil village. A man of decent build was sitting amongst one of the very many large trees- fitting for a village of it's name. A quick flicker of movement happened beside him, and all he could manage was a quick grunt. It was a kunoichi, mask over her mouth as she relayed: "Sanada-san, we understand you just got back, so if-" the beginning of her memorized letter was paused by the raise of a bronze hand, Maasaki cutting her off. In a slightly tired voice, he replied, "It's alright- I'll be fine. How bad can one day be?" And after a bit more discussion about family and life in general, the woman flickered away, leaving the black haired man in his wind and silence once more. A small whispery groan escaped his lips as he finally pulled himself up, his attire lightly sprayed with caked blood, the rest of it lightly scorched. Stretching sore arms over his head, Maasaki mumbled something about never getting a day off before flash-stepping to the entrance of the Academy. Whistling as he entered through the halls, he easily found the class he was to take care off, pulling out a browning piece of paper and called out the following names- "Yuki Tsumei, Tsuchigomo Nen, Matsumoto Tadashi." Then, he repeated them because he thought he didn't speak loudly enough, glancing up for movement amongst the ranks. "Alright group, time for a field trip," he called, ushering them with a wave of a bandaged arm before starting out the door, pocketing the paper with him. Still a bit weary from his earlier mission, Maasaki hummed to himself as he cracked his knuckles- he wanted to do something easy. Perhaps a good heart to heart would stave them off... or maybe have them duke it out. Nice.
yaaaaaay-- ill type an opening and a reply before i head to bed jhbfsjdhkhh //smooches everyone for their patience
//lies down
Tranquil Fang of the Red Dragon
Generic Information
Name: Maasaki Sanada Age: Mid-30s Birthplace: Sunagakure Clan: Sanada Weight/Height: 230lbs/6'4 Squad: Three
Combat Information
Kekkei Genkai: N/A Chakra Nature: Wind Release Fire Release Techniques: All Academy Techniques, as well as sunshin and kage bunshin. Fūton: Daitoppa Fūton: Reppūshō Kaze no Yaiba Katon: Gōkakyū no Jutsu Katon: Hōsenka no Jutsu Katon: Ryūka no Jutsu Weapons/Tools: Maasaki has mastered all basic forms of weaponry, including kunai and shuriken, as well as a few explosive objects. Vying to become a master in weapon-training, it was only fitting he did so, and thus relentlessly practiced on the basics prior to moving onto bigger things. While he doesn't necessarily carry around every weapon he's mastered, Maasaki does carry with him scrolls that allow for the quick summoning of larger weapons- i.e, windmill shuriken- and have two tattoos on both of his inner forearms that allow for the summon of dual dao swords. Besides that, he has the standard pack as well as hidden ones, such as in his shoes or sleeves. Weaknesses/Strengths: Maasaki has lived a pretty long life, and to say he hasn't made the most of it would be a lie. His array of jutsu is limited in comparison to other jounin, but he makes up for it by his dedication to perfection. A master of taijutsu, weapons training and ninjutsu, Maasaki makes for a terrifying opponent. He is not what one would call a "genius", but he has worked hard for what he has, often to the point of unhealthy obsession with succeeding himself. His face is also almost always furrowed in a frown, which makes it hard to see what he's thinking. Nonetheless, it would be best to note that he lost his late wife and daughter and has become rather weak in terms of children. He almost forces himself to relax around them, be less alert, to the point where even his coworkers said rather than die in he field, he'd die in the market stabbed by a child.
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jfhaldjhglf i am too lazy to image transfer can i live--- bluhuuuh anyways A or B @ves im neither racist nor cis but i am fuCkInG S C U M
making the sheet now gugshgakh-- also i cant choose between two pics!!!!! (meaning i basically only have the name so far lmaooo)
also i stepped on water with my socks on so thats why i took so long ))))): the emotional trauma was too much--
Just think; he's gonna be teaching you guys that in the near future.
//waggles brows,,anei is good on the recieving end i cant wait for him to learn from the other way ohohohoho
//rolls in sorry babes im babysitting and missed this party-- hehe but sure I'd love to!! as long as the shady sensei is still in squad two lmao //wiggles eyebrows im kidding,, ves can play whomever he wants he is precious-- that said, I'll write up a sheet soon!! after i wash all these dishes graagrh-- EDIT: unless I'm just playing the Premade?? Which is cool too lmao less work//hit
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