Vec@tobiax Welp, I'll try to flesh him out.
Get some better dialogue in there. VOM? I never heard of that one.
Get some better dialogue in there. VOM? I never heard of that one.
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Perhaps you guys can help me out with this one ^^
Even if with the critique I'm having difficulty figuring this out. I'm usually pretty good with fleshing out a characters dialogue in Rp. Most can tell how my characters are saying something by the actions their doing. But, when it comes to just dialogue, I'm having difficulty.
HELP!?
Perhaps you guys can help me out with this one ^^
Even if with the critique I'm having difficulty figuring this out. I'm usually pretty good with fleshing out a characters dialogue in Rp. Most can tell how my characters are saying something by the actions their doing. But, when it comes to just dialogue, I'm having difficulty.
HELP!?
So I've finished mines too. I'm not too sure about the dialogue but I tried T_T lol
It was really hard for me to envision and get into that leader-mentality. Than I thought to myself, why not have the skeleton there but have him develop into it.
Anyway, meet Ethan everyone!
It was really hard for me to envision and get into that leader-mentality. Than I thought to myself, why not have the skeleton there but have him develop into it.
Anyway, meet Ethan everyone!
@dead anime dad Your avatar is just really bringing your enthusiasm out.
So I'm here and since it's not taken, I guess I'll go for the leader character lol.
I'm excited to test my limits and ability to conform. Also, Animorphs is foreign to me. I remember reading a few of the books when I was little and thinking it was interesting. Hopefully I'll make a convincing character.
See you all in a bit.
I'm excited to test my limits and ability to conform. Also, Animorphs is foreign to me. I remember reading a few of the books when I was little and thinking it was interesting. Hopefully I'll make a convincing character.
See you all in a bit.
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It was beyond frustrating to know Takeshi was drawing near and being incapable of doing anything to stop him. The green-haired boy shoved a pill down his throat, ordered him to digest it, and told him that it would give him a fighting chance. If he had been well enough, he would have denied the offer, spat it out, and continued with his own strength.
But he wasn't. His body felt like lumber in a firepit. It had only taken a few moves but every inch of him stung. Each movement was made with inhuman effort. He felt like he was going to collapse back to the floor any minute. It didn't help that his energy was literally spilling out of him.
His vision wobbled and the energy that the pill gave him became useless. Still, he held his ground, braced himself and took on Tsukiko's assault.
Tsukiko rushed him mercilessly. It was expected. However, the pain that came was not. Her foot sunk into his chest, his eyes bulged as he puked up his breakfast. Pain exploded from his gut and dropped him onto the ground, where his will pushed his arm out and barely managed to catch him. Slowly, he raised lack-luster eyes onto the Jonin.
He tried to think of a way out but his mind was fogged with agony. While he attempted to clear it away, bursts of pain rocked his face. His eyes, nose, and temples were struck with enough force that each blow felt like a hammer.
Near the end of it, his back and neck was limp, his body leaning back on weak knees and strewn about legs. Soft, weak groans slid from his lips. What was he trying to say? What the hell was his mind attempting to comprehend? He chucked it up to the wrath that pierced every fiber of his being.
“I-I … W-Wil...”
His head bobbed back and forth, denying his want to look Tsukiko in the face. “N-Not … Yet!”
The ceiling that leaped in and out of his vision became consumed by a bright, blinding light. All thought ceased a second later. A shallow breath left him as his remaining vestiges of his consciousness faded and his body remained in the embarrassing, ugly position that Tsukiko pounded him into.
Several, long seconds ticked away then his finger twitched and his head snapped up to face his beater. His—pale white—body was covered in blood; it streamed down his face like minuscule rivers, his eyes were closed and purple. “Be better,” he muttered before falling backwards.
G I I C H I
Giichi stared at the Naruto figurine in his hand with a slight annoyance. He should have known he'd run into his ancestor. It may have been childish but he even went so far as to stare accusingly at the model. Though, the more he stared at it, the more a great admiration for his ancestor's action overcame him. It made him want to do better and it put him into a business frame-of-mind.
Yamato's question caught him off guard for a moment. He hadn't expected to actually be involved. With all his determination, he still had to overcome his anxiety about making the wrong decision. There was a long pause before Giichi gathered himself and answered.
“I'll leave the minister and the youngest brother to one of you guys. One of the other siblings might be a option for kidnapping. Send me there and I'll make sure to protect them. My blonde hair and blue eyes is a eyesore when it comes to surveillance, they'll spot me from a mile away.” he joked with a quiet laugh.
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“Attention dickwads. I'll be turning your lives into chaos … please enjoy.”
A R M O R E D – T I T A N
Two? One of them has two elves near 'em. Hmm? I'm not too good with math but I'm positive that's my best bet. He observered.
Students, boy and girls were boarding the massive vessels. It didn't look like they were separated into gender so that was big check off his list. Now he could hunt down which ever damsel he wanted too later, of course that all depended on which ship he was on. He focused in on the two elves and pulled out the pen and notebook he swiped earlier.
He penciled down the time in a rough, scratchy handwriting and strolled forward. Confidence was in his steps, a practiced disregard for the rules would do that to anyone. Approaching the elf wasn't a problem, it was the long and impossibly stern glares that transpired that was. The sharp eyes of the elf held a keenness to them, a supernatural knowledge that sent small shivers down Nagitano's back.
It reminded him of a time when he got his ass handed to him trying pick on a girl in elementary school. He shivered again.
After a clearance, he made his way to the large, pointed front of the ship. The island the school was on really was large, so much so that he couldn't see from one end to the other. As he stared, he cracked a smile. His infiltration had been complete. If not for the freaky wind powers that had spawned out of him, Nagitano would have been sleep at the moment. Now all he could do was think.
I think I'll start with that fire guy. He said with primal urge in his heart.
I like the interest check and the idea of filling up a role. Its sorta like a test to me.
Well, I'd prefer to be the Lancer but I'm tempted to try and be the leader. I'm usually very aggressive when it comes to my characters. So a calm and collected person would be a nice change.
Well, I'd prefer to be the Lancer but I'm tempted to try and be the leader. I'm usually very aggressive when it comes to my characters. So a calm and collected person would be a nice change.
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He could feel her stalking him. Even with the commotion around him, her footfalls were stark. Without looking up, he knew her blade was pointed towards him. He glared at the ground and felt his chakra recede from his eyes.
Instantly, he felt the action sap his energy even more. His breathing became more haggard as Tsukiko spoke. He saw her words as venom and could feel the bite with every insult she spoke to him. As she sheathed her blade, Daiki managed a mocking laughter, though his ribs ached with each breath.
“Your reality isn't mines …” he growled, attempting to stand but misplacing his hand on his knee and instead slipping forwards. Before he could fall onto his face, he caught himself with wobbly arms.
He could hear his blood dripping into the pool beneath him.
Condemned to listening to her, Daiki staid there in his near-broken state. Occasionally, he found himself sympathizing with her. The Naito in him rebuked every word as nonsense but the part of him that was him; that belonged to neither Naito or Uchiha, felt saddened. For a tiny moment, his eyes softened at the bloody floor.
“Now who's inflated?” he mocked after her story. He found the strength to face her again, his lips fixed in a snarl. “Dammit! If you've been through it than why inflict the pain on others!?” he yelled, watching her dash towards him.
The bulk of her knee smashed into his face and sent him onto his back. Blood poured down his nose and into the back of his throat, the taste and smell of iron was overwhelming. He hacked up globs of it until blood splattered his face and spilled from his lips. Instinct, drove him to face his opponent, defiance still burning in his eyes.
His wrist was met with a stomp. He gritted his teeth and held back the agony, instead he groaned and struggled until his chest had been treated the same. When she told him the reason why, Daiki's sympathy subsided and understanding took its place. She was giving back what was dished out to her. And she saw no other path.
If all she know is this twisted version of the world the-then I'll have to use my pride and honor to show her another. If she wants me to stand than I will stand. If she dares me to fight … than dammit I'll fight! I won't lose to her or her ideals. His first attempt was fruitless, his next the same. But through his will and desire, he pulled himself up onto his elbows. He used what strength he could muster to throw himself up, letting momentum do the rest. His hands fell into the pool of blood underneath him as he kept himself up; his skin had grown pale.
Slowly, he gained ground. When his arms hung limp and his legs were bent just to keep him standing, Daiki raised his low-lidded eyes onto Tsukiko and said. “C-Come … fight me. I'll show you another way to live.”
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“Attention dickwads. I'll be turning your lives into chaos … please enjoy.”
A R M O R E D – T I T A N
Th-What the fuck is going on here! He arced his head up in the chaotic room, his arms clasping his hair tightly. Some guy just shot a column of flames out his hand, knocking back far more I-men than he ever could with his fist. Wait, did that girl next to him put it out with water, that spawned from nowhere.
Nagitano sat downed, crossed his legs over one another, and thought intently. Wait, just what kinda of freaky institution did I enter? Military perhaps? Again he shook his head of the thought. Couldn't be. Shit like this would be guarded … right? Wait maybe the island is enough … maybe this is military. Absent-mindedly he reacted to a pair of brown converses floating by his face.
He reached out still in thought and sent the lad crashing onto his face. “H-Hey what the hell! Let go!” The foot struggled in his iron-grasp. “ … Bronze eyes? Wait – how are you grabbing me, my legs are the wind. I'm wind, how are you even seeing me?”
Nagitano didn't answer, he only pulled his fist back and slammed it into the kid's face, knocking him out. He searched the boy's unconscious body—thinking of the madness he just experienced—and slipped his pen and notebook from him. Tucking it underneath his arm, Nagitano finally rationalized it all.
“That's it!” he shouted, slamming his fist into his upward palm. “They're aliens … all of em. Now that shit makes sense.” he said, happy with his discovery.
He started jogging out of the auditorium when he felt a soft tingle coming up from behind him. Ducking out of instinct, an I-man flew overhead and into the stationary seats. The wood splintered and broke. He didn't stick around to see if the I-men would get up, he had a deadline to meet. Running as fast as possible, he followed the few people that seemed to know where they were going; beating down I-men as they approached him.
Eventually, as the crowd dwindled from the I-men. Nagitano found himself surrounded by the gray horde. The eyes zoning in on him both crimson and eerie as they moved jittery. He measured-up his opponents before tucking the pen in his pocket and gripping the notebook tightly in his hand.
“Unfair bastards. Fine than ... bring it!”
The moment he said those words, he watched in shock as the bodies piled onto him. The first crashed into his shoulder and the next tripped him. The next five seconds were pain and darkness. Though, he wasn't unconscious. Inside the flesh mountain, Nagitano still held tight to the notebook. He tried to move but be was pinned by the weight. Frustration started to grip him.
“Get the—fuck off me!” he mumbled, spotting a glimmer of light between the bodies as he did.
He yearned for it, for the air outside. The small bit that poured in was fresh and far more pleasant than the rubbery smell that invaded his nose now. As his desire deepened, a steady flow of air begin to touch his face. It wasn't until his hair started to push against his head had he realized it.
Don't be a tease dammit! Give it to me! he demanded.
The air rushed to him, sliding between the bodies until it covered him like a second-skin. He could feel the pressure tightening on his body, squeezing him till his lung screamed for room. The moment he wished it away. It exploded outwards and sent the bodies into the air. The blast was loud, so loud that his ears rung and the ground shook.
Slowly, he picked himself up. Noting a new sensation in his brain. A new instinct that he hadn't felt before. He extended his hand outwards and felt a cool, early wind mingle with the length of his fingers. Woah! Well maybe I'am an alien! Holy shit! I can control the fucking wind. Now I'm really deserving of the title: God.
Dispatching the I-men came slow. Nagitano wasn't too familiar and trusting of his new abilities so he stuck to his fist as he traveled. Before long, he came to the world-journey vessels and stuck himself nearby. Four elfs and none them held a sign up for which house they represented. He knew he was searching for the Horse elf but that didn't help him decide which one it was.
Crap. he thought, his shoulders heaving from his effort.
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