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6 yrs ago
Current Boy, you're like a pizza cutter: all edge and no point.
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6 yrs ago
I think I should write a pithy roleplay about how an expenditure of effort does not entitle you to your perception of an equivalent reward. Anyone know someone who'd be interested?
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7 yrs ago
Okay, let's be honest for a second here, if we stop the status bar from being edgy angst land it really doesn't have anything going for it except sheer autism.
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7 yrs ago
Does anyone know where you can get a white trilby embroidered with threatening messages? Asking for a friend.
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7 yrs ago
My genius truly knows no bounds. Only an intellect as glorious as mine can possibly G3T K1D.
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Akaritori stood in her office overlooking the entirety of the village, sword by her side and letter in her hand. As she skimmed down the contents of the letter, she could not help but be reminded of the atrocities of war, and especially when one country refused to accept an invitation for the greater good. If Konoha were to become to the Republic what Nykt became to Alaria… She would execute the Hokage personally and bring his insolent regime to heel. War had an odd way of exposing one’s priorities, and she hoped that the looming threat of action would expose the Hokage’s fully - if he was a noble, humble ruler he would see the light and join the Republic, but if he was not…

Her hand clenched around her sword instinctively at the thought, and a fierce light emanated both from it and from her back. It was clearly a matter that she felt very strongly about, given her past, and the same fervent conviction that had motivated her to become the Tsuchikage in such a short period of time would arise again in the land’s time of need.

“Bring Touzoku to me. We have things to discuss before we report to the summit.”

“Yes, Tsuchikage-sama!”

Touzoku’s style of fighting was very dissimilar to Akaritori’s, for one’s relied on the metaphorical hidden blade to sow confusion through the ranks and assassinate priority targets, the other’s was power overwhelming - and once she had a target, she would kill them and all enemies that stood in the way. The combined tactics were enough to fell any army, Akaritori knew that much from experience, and it was for this reason that Touzoku had been called. No matter what, Akaritori could tell that war loomed on the horizon. She felt it in the chill of the air, and in the handwriting of the letter. Trepidation was prevalent, and Konohagakure had not bowed to their demands so far, so the chance of their reconsidering was low. Fortunately, Akaritori was no stranger to fighting. She much preferred the chance to kill her opponents with her own blade.
If you want, I can post my largest bio (which is around 58,000 characters if I don't include the most recent non-Genjutsu upgrades) for my character who only uses Genjutsu/Fuuinjutsu. c:

You don't have to be alone with me. <3

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Also, thanks Durn <3
I can quite honestly say that I have never posted a one-liner (that wasn't ironic). If you struggle to reach at least two paragraphs per post even a few times you may not find Casual to be a particularly good place for you.

Also, is there anything for me to be doing as Tsuchikage? There's a lot of chatter on here - not that that's a bad thing - but it's difficult for me to filter whether or not anything relevant to me has been said. I'm not going to post pointlessly, so if there's anything that needs to be brought to my attention, feel free to PM me about it. I'll be happy to post for people if they need me to post.
The sight of Kimlee’s spectral form came as a shock to Itsuki, who had already been tormented by visions from the strange mist that occupied Rebena. His initial reaction was just to break down crying - though he knew that death was part of the cycle, and it couldn’t be avoided, he would have done almost anything to stop Kimlee from having died in this place - so soon after she had been found and revived? He knew that Eien would be devastated as soon as he had time to fully process the situation - but the damned mist had begun to dull all of their sense of reason and he doubted that any of them could truly process what was happening. He imagined that, to Kimlee, it felt much like a dream that she desperately wanted to wake up from.

As she called for Chyou and Itsuki to help, he simply nodded, and resolved to get on with the task as best as possible given the circumstances. The more death that could be prevented now, the better. That was all that could be done.

”We’ll revive you, Kimlee. Somehow.” Itsuki added, nodding and gathering his resolve as much as he could. Despair was still at the forefront of his mind, and the mist was still dragging him down into the darker part of the psyche - but for Kimlee, and for everyone, he would press on. Chyou was right.
I'm not sure Akaritori would be comfortable with a Sage training her genin. She's very militaristic and as the Kage that would affect the way that Genin are trained. Of course, if Corrupted hadn't thought about that level of control over the village and doesn't want to give that kind of power to Kages, you can train away!
Could you give me an idea of the varying military strengths of the different villages?

I'm fairly certain, that as an aggressive military leader, outright war is going to be a viable option for me to pursue. c:
You might want to read her before blindly accepting her. xD

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The bio is beautiful beyond your comprehension and you will accept its full, brazen glory.
“Oh, my little insect… I did not become King by caring for the concerns of peasants.” Yaves laughed as he walked past Kimlee, her body following suit. His plans would come to fruition before he even considered negotiating with Kimlee. The prospect of freedom was something that intrigued him, definitely, but it was hardly on his priority list. He had his own city from which, if he really wanted, he could likely conquer the world - and the fact that outsiders had finally found Rebena meant that the residual magic Rinkoo had left years ago had faded.

“Hurry along now, or Eien will be the first to die to the one you know as Byakko.”

With that threat, the Ghost King dematerialised into the mist, and Kimlee’s body began its mindless walk through the city of Rebena. It would take a little while to arrive at its destination - enough to give Kimlee time to warn her friends… That was, if she could find them before Yaves’ plans came to fruition.
“You may called me Yaves, though that name will mean nothing to you, my little insect… But it is a shame you have chosen to test my generosity. I need only your body, but it seems her ideals have rubbed off on you. How noble.” the Ghost King retorted, bellowing with the same malicious laugh as he had before. With a simple snap of his fingers, Kimlee would find her connection to her body completely gone, and the sensation of its flesh would leave her memory almost instantly. She would feel cold, and alone, but the feeling of liberation that she had felt earlier would stay with her. The Ghost King might have killed her flesh, but he was, for some reason known only to him, keeping her spirit very much real. She was now a Ghost, much like him.

“Have a taste of my power, my little insect… I’m sure you’re familiar with the Eldritch Chains that Ghost-type Natrelmon use, yes? That power is now yours - a gift to help you accommodate your new form. You may leave my mausoleum, now. I will be taking your body for a ride.” He added, dismissing the Eldritch Chains blocking the door as Kimlee’s body rose up, as if it were alive and well again.

“You can gather your friends, my little insect, and guide them to the Garden. As a Ghost, my mist will not affect you unless I will it.”
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