Seth stopped dead in his tracks. The urge to run like hell filled his body, but he knew Akio would catch him eventually. He turned towards Akio and smiled, “S-sure Akio.” Seth felt terror as he looked at him. Akio was someone Seth looked up to because of his cool demeanor and down to earth personality. That was partly why Seth actually liked being on team 2. Akio wasn’t an overbearing teacher and knew how to treat his comrades. However, that didn’t mean Akio was a push over and he could tell that Akio was about to scold him. Seth’s mind raced as he tried to figure out what he had done wrong and a million things ran through his mind. This isn’t going to be good. Seth thought as he tried to compose himself. he held back the urge to show fear by shacking and simply waited for Akio to speak.
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Seth glared at Izu before he said, “I understand how the Mist train their ninjas, But damn it don’t you dare bring my ability into this. I’ll lay my life down for my comrades! I’d gladly be that sacrifice so my comrades and my village survive. So don’t you EVER bring my ability into this!” it seemed Seth’s hangover had faded because all the fuzziness was gone and replaced with anger towards the Mist ninja. He might have misunderstood Izu’s intentions when he talked about Seth slacking off.
“I’ve changed my mind Rin. Count me in on training,” Seth said. He wanted to show Izu how wrong he was, but mostly it was because of what Rin told him about the war. He remembered the Pain invasion and remembered how helpless he was to Akio. He would never show it, but when Rin talked about the war. He could feel his body overcome with fear and it didn’t help that Izu was kind of right. His drinking and smoking was affecting his ability to fight and that scared him. Not because it could get him killed, but because it could get someone else killed. That’s what he feared the most: having someone die because of him. That’s why he ran into battle without thinking. His comrades where like his family, but again, he’d never admit it.
“I’ve changed my mind Rin. Count me in on training,” Seth said. He wanted to show Izu how wrong he was, but mostly it was because of what Rin told him about the war. He remembered the Pain invasion and remembered how helpless he was to Akio. He would never show it, but when Rin talked about the war. He could feel his body overcome with fear and it didn’t help that Izu was kind of right. His drinking and smoking was affecting his ability to fight and that scared him. Not because it could get him killed, but because it could get someone else killed. That’s what he feared the most: having someone die because of him. That’s why he ran into battle without thinking. His comrades where like his family, but again, he’d never admit it.
Seth stood with Akio and the others. His head was fuzzy from all the drinks and food, but on the plus side it seemed everyone had a good time. After cleaning up the grill and heading home, he had a few more drinks before passing out around three in the morning. His alarm nearly gave him a heart attack this morning when it went off. In the last few days he was ushered to get up early, something he wasn’t custom to since he wasn’t a morning person. If only morning started at noon, then I could be a morning person. Seth thought.
Seth tried to listen to Itachi, but only got a few hints of what he was saying. He stood there rubbing the side of his head trying to get the fuzziness and the headache to disappear. Seth found that, sometimes a cigarette would help his hangovers so he stood with the others with a lit cigarette in his mouth. He let out small puffs of white smoke away from the others so the smoke wouldn’t bother them and so it didn’t go anywhere near Itachi. He might have been reckless and hotheaded, but he still showed respect towards those who deserved it. When they were dismissed he walked out with the others and heard Rin talk about training.
“I’m going to pass on the training, but could you recap what Itachi said? My hangover made it hard for me to focus, or hear what he said,” Seth asked as he rubbed his eyes and added, “How the hell could you focus Rin? You drank more Sake then me. Not to mention you ate nearly half a pot of Angry Crab Stew. How the hell is your stomach not on fire?”
Seth tried to listen to Itachi, but only got a few hints of what he was saying. He stood there rubbing the side of his head trying to get the fuzziness and the headache to disappear. Seth found that, sometimes a cigarette would help his hangovers so he stood with the others with a lit cigarette in his mouth. He let out small puffs of white smoke away from the others so the smoke wouldn’t bother them and so it didn’t go anywhere near Itachi. He might have been reckless and hotheaded, but he still showed respect towards those who deserved it. When they were dismissed he walked out with the others and heard Rin talk about training.
“I’m going to pass on the training, but could you recap what Itachi said? My hangover made it hard for me to focus, or hear what he said,” Seth asked as he rubbed his eyes and added, “How the hell could you focus Rin? You drank more Sake then me. Not to mention you ate nearly half a pot of Angry Crab Stew. How the hell is your stomach not on fire?”
Seth walked out of the general store with a satisfying smile on his face. He was able to get the ingredients for his special Jerk chicken and Angry Crab Stew. He was thrilled that the shop keep was so distracted he didn’t see Seth swipe a fair amount of booze. He ran towards the grill shake and when he arrived he began to set everything up. Before heading to the general store he headed home to get the chicken that was marinating for a day and a half in salt, peppers, green onions, thyme and 1/2 cup water, chiles, thyme, spices (such as cinnamon, ginger, allspice and cloves), garlic and onions. Seth took eight big pieces of chicken and laid them on the grill. Hey began to sizzle and their aroma made Seth wipe the saliva from his mouth.
Seth then took out a large pot and filled it with clam juice before prepping the leeks, potatoes, habaneros, and jalapenos. He then slid all the ingredients into the pot before adding a half a bottle of hot sauce and half a block of cream cheese into the mix. After that he began prepping the crab meat. He chopped all the pieces into small chunks before adding them to the pot. He placed the lid on the pot before going back to the chicken.
He flipped the chicken to show the back side of the chicken perfectly grilled. He then took out a large pineapple and began prepping it. He chopped the head and the butt from the pineapple before skinning it and then slicing it. He then placed each slice onto the grill before going back to his Angry Crab Stew. When he lifted the lid, a huge puff of stem erupted from the stew. The aroma of the stew smelled like a seafood stew mixed with hot chepolta.
Seth turned down the stew and let it simmer as he took each piece of chicken and plated it with a grilled pineapple on top. He then drizzled sweet and sour sauce on top of the chicken and pineapple. He placed a ladle full of his Angry Crab Stew next to the chicken before he placed them at the bar so everyone could take a plate. He reached into the rest of the bags and placed drinks for everyone. Somewhere an assortment of soft drinks while other where an assortment of booze like beer, Sake, Happoshu, Plum wine, and Chuhai. He looked at everyone who came and said, “Bonaparte.”
Seth then took out a large pot and filled it with clam juice before prepping the leeks, potatoes, habaneros, and jalapenos. He then slid all the ingredients into the pot before adding a half a bottle of hot sauce and half a block of cream cheese into the mix. After that he began prepping the crab meat. He chopped all the pieces into small chunks before adding them to the pot. He placed the lid on the pot before going back to the chicken.
He flipped the chicken to show the back side of the chicken perfectly grilled. He then took out a large pineapple and began prepping it. He chopped the head and the butt from the pineapple before skinning it and then slicing it. He then placed each slice onto the grill before going back to his Angry Crab Stew. When he lifted the lid, a huge puff of stem erupted from the stew. The aroma of the stew smelled like a seafood stew mixed with hot chepolta.
Seth turned down the stew and let it simmer as he took each piece of chicken and plated it with a grilled pineapple on top. He then drizzled sweet and sour sauce on top of the chicken and pineapple. He placed a ladle full of his Angry Crab Stew next to the chicken before he placed them at the bar so everyone could take a plate. He reached into the rest of the bags and placed drinks for everyone. Somewhere an assortment of soft drinks while other where an assortment of booze like beer, Sake, Happoshu, Plum wine, and Chuhai. He looked at everyone who came and said, “Bonaparte.”
Well in that case @Rex, I think you can do a post to summarize the part where Seth bought all the needed stuff and the rest will then arrive to PARTEEEHH !!!, so we can wrap this up.
I'll get it done tonight. sorry, am on my phone and pulling a double today. it should be up by tonight around six. sorry, I wanted to get it done sooner but I'm at work. I do apologize for any inconvenience. btw, Seth is a good cook. he just never told anyone he could.
I'm here, but having some issues right now. mostly computer problems. should be solved wed.
Seth sighed as he lay on the ground and listen to everyone. He was tired; there was no doubt about that but as everyone talked about food and the possibility of drinks. His energy started to come back more frequently. In a split second Seth jumped up and yelled, “Alright! Party Time! I got dibs on cooking!” Seth suddenly ran off.
Seconds later Seth walked back looking embarrassed as he said, “sorry, forgot to mention the place. There’s this open grill shake near the park with a bunch of tables. That’s where the party is, so bring your appetites because I’m making my specialty.” He then ran off to get the ingredients for the party.
Seconds later Seth walked back looking embarrassed as he said, “sorry, forgot to mention the place. There’s this open grill shake near the park with a bunch of tables. That’s where the party is, so bring your appetites because I’m making my specialty.” He then ran off to get the ingredients for the party.
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George in the mean time had been chasing after a rather tasty looking spider. That was until it got blown up. He let out a yelp while running in and out of bushes. He then noticed where the explosion had come from. A new student named Lance from the looks of it. George start to yell out again before leaping at Lance in an attempt to punish him for destroying his snack.
Lance sighed and found himself out of the frying pan and into the fire as he was attacked by a baboon. He jumped back and yelled. He suddenly stopped and stared at the baboon. The fear and surprise turned to excitement and intrigue. He had never seen a baboon. He’d seen plenty of monkeys, but never a baboon. Lance slowly reached into his pocket and pulled out a small bag of trail mix. It was a Mediterranean trail mix with dried fruits like bananas, mangos, papaya, and cranberries mixed with nuts and raisins. He slowly opened the small bag and dumped the contents onto the ground. Lance then stepped a few feet back and took out a notebook and pencil and began to write down every detail of the creature and each of its actions.
“What are the chances I get to see a rare creature for this region,” Lance marveled as he waited for the baboon to act.
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Aww thanks. <3 I appreciate that. I just didn't want people to feel uncomfortable by how I was portraying him. I haven't really played a character like him before, so I didn't know if I had pushed it too far or anything.
@Rex Would you mind if I made one of my character's the overseer of the Chemistry Club? XD I have some pretty funny ideas regarding it.
go for it, I'm all for it. sounds really fun, since Lance sometimes mixes the wrong chemicals together to see what happens. it results in a lot of explosions and fires.
Lance unlocked the door to his dorm room. it was made of stone and with two windows, two beds with bedside tables, two wardrobes, a table with four chairs and in a small separate room was the bathroom. He placed his bags on the bed to the left. He figured he’d unpack tonight and wanted to explore more of the academy. He closed the door to his room and locked it before exiting the dorm. With map in hand he began to explore the academy.
Lance examined the map before he looked up and stopped dead in his tracks. It was no secret to both his family and friends that Lance was deathly scared of spiders. The one on the stone side walk a few feet in front of him had to be almost the size of his hand. His heart raced as he looked at it and in most instances someone who feared these types of creatures would simply avoid it. Lance on the other had feared them so much he would go out of his way to annihilate them when he saw them. Lance slowly reached at his belt that had loops in it that held the test tubs which held his chemicals. The one he pulled out had a red liquid in it and a cork on the top. His chemicals reacted to both a sudden impact and the air mixing with them.one without the other made his chemicals useless. The chemical he grabbed was what he called his explosion chemical. It would create a massive fireball explosion that would burn who or whatever got caught in it.
“Burn in hell!” Lance yelled as he tossed the test tube at the spider. It hit the ground and shattered before an explosion erupted from where the test tube broke. When the smoke cleared, there was a scorched mark on the stone walk way and the spider was completely eradicated. Lance wasn’t one to over react but when it came to spiders, he’d much rather make sure they where dead then take the chance of it actually coming after him. in retrospect if Lance just walked towards it, the spider would have run away. However, Lance didn’t believe spiders where more scared of him then he was of them.
“Ok, that was close,” Lance said as he breathed a sigh of relief.
Lance examined the map before he looked up and stopped dead in his tracks. It was no secret to both his family and friends that Lance was deathly scared of spiders. The one on the stone side walk a few feet in front of him had to be almost the size of his hand. His heart raced as he looked at it and in most instances someone who feared these types of creatures would simply avoid it. Lance on the other had feared them so much he would go out of his way to annihilate them when he saw them. Lance slowly reached at his belt that had loops in it that held the test tubs which held his chemicals. The one he pulled out had a red liquid in it and a cork on the top. His chemicals reacted to both a sudden impact and the air mixing with them.one without the other made his chemicals useless. The chemical he grabbed was what he called his explosion chemical. It would create a massive fireball explosion that would burn who or whatever got caught in it.
“Burn in hell!” Lance yelled as he tossed the test tube at the spider. It hit the ground and shattered before an explosion erupted from where the test tube broke. When the smoke cleared, there was a scorched mark on the stone walk way and the spider was completely eradicated. Lance wasn’t one to over react but when it came to spiders, he’d much rather make sure they where dead then take the chance of it actually coming after him. in retrospect if Lance just walked towards it, the spider would have run away. However, Lance didn’t believe spiders where more scared of him then he was of them.
“Ok, that was close,” Lance said as he breathed a sigh of relief.
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