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 Posted: Mon Dec 30, 2013 6:22 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 30, 2013 7:58 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 30, 2013 8:04 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 30, 2013 8:54 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 30, 2013 8:57 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 30, 2013 11:54 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 31, 2013 6:05 am
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Dikran Makre
The Seemingly-Innocent
Dikran slowly approached the building, and stopped at the stairs, "Weapon facility.", he reminded himself as he began to walk up the stairs, tightly gripping his book and bag against his chest, and stopped once more at the rules, and scratched his head, "H-Hello?", he called out for some one, "I-Is this information necessary for an exploring student?", he didn't see anyone yet, which was a bad first impression, and also, he didn't even know if he wanted to enroll in this class, it seemed a little to 'simple' for him, "Well this should be amusing...", he coldly mumbled to himself as he walked into the building, kneeling on one of the mats. He picked up the sheet, and read it:
What is your name and age?
What brought you here? What did you hope to learn?
What is your ambition?
Are you prepared to show me your determination?
"What is this foolishness...", he said aloud, expecting he was alone, but, as the student he was, began to fill it out:
16 to the dot
I came to fight. I hoped to learn how to channel my anger.
My ambition is to become a strategist.
My determination has been waiting.
He grinned at his answers, and clutched the paper as he waited for some one, if anyone, and placed his things down next to him on the mat, and began to zone out as he usually did, when he had nothing to do. |
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Posted: Tue Dec 31, 2013 6:10 am
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Posted: Tue Dec 31, 2013 8:38 am
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Sho ━━ Ito
T H E xxxxA C T O R
age ━━ Seventeen
grade ━━ Junior
personality ━━ Proud, easily lovable, loyal
Sho looks around himself, impressed by the size of the dojo- and the presence- and slows down to a calm walk befitting of a person who would be learning the way of the sword. He reads the sign and nods, then finds the room described and takes a seat. He fills out the paper quickly.
Sho Ito, 17 years old.
Your sword brought me here, and I want to learn the way of the sword.
My ambition is to be... an actor?
Yes!
He then sits and waits, breaking character and returning to his "normal" self when he looks around, wondering what was going to happen. He saw a few other students, and a few other strange things, and he wonders what they are. Not about to risk angering the sensei, however, he sits where he is and just lets his eyes do all the work. |
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Posted: Tue Dec 31, 2013 8:58 am
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Dikran Makre
The Seemingly-Innocent
After a while of daydreaming, Dikran once more got bored, and stood up, placing his paper on his bag, and he approached Sho, which was incredibly out of his nature, he decided to be a punk for once, "You.", he pointed at Sho, "The Sensei is out, which is obvious, but I want to get a feel on what my sparring partners will be like. Wanna duel?", he put on a sly grin, and he looked down at the older man, and pulled back his sleeves, as they hung over his hands, "I do swords, and I do hand to hand. For swords I fight by Katana, for hand to hand I fight Sambo. I can example for both if you want. I am just simply too bored to sit and wait." |
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