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Posted: Wed Feb 03, 2010 3:54 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 7:25 pm
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Username: New Light Riku RP Name: Shiro Elements: Suiton Bloodline/clan: None as of yet Starter forum read: Yes Demon: None Activity: Several times a day Why do you want to join the Leaf?: The Leaf Village has an.... interesting history. Not to mention the beautiful landscape and architecture.
How can you better the leaf village?: The leaf village is the one that seems to be constantly under attack. I feel I need to help before the Leaf and its culture gets destroyed.
Rp example: Shiro woke up and went to his window. Opening it up, a breeze blew in hitting his face. He inhaled the aroma of flowers and wet grass from rain the night before and closed his eyes. Suddenly, his door was slammed open and a voluptuously bulky man entered screaming, "HEY! It's time to pay rent! That's 4 weeks, 4,000 Ryo!" "Gah!" Shiro jumped out the window and fell, hitting the ground. "Erg.... Forgot this place has 2 stories." Shiro ran away from the building, listening as the man yelled, "Don't expect any of your stuff to be here when you get back!" Shiro ran over to the marketplace. "Wow, look at all of this stuff. Hey look!" He rushed over to an art shop. The man there was selling paintings he made. "Wow.... You're really good." "Well thank you. If there's anything you like, please, just tell me." Shiro tooked at each of the paintings carefully, until he noticed one in particular. It shows a sillhouette of a man with his arms raised, and around him is a world of different shades of blue. "How much for this painting? It is very good." "That one? 350 Ryo. Shiro reached into his pockets, but there was no money. "Oh no! I left my money on the table near my bed. Mr. Karizo has surely gotten to it by now." "That's a shame..... You know what? Take the painting. You telling me that it is good, well... It's pay enough." "I couldn't possibly take it for free." "No, I insist." "Thank you very much," he said, bowing. Shiro walked away, looking for a new home. After a few hours, he noticed somebody in the middle of the road, unconcious. He ran up to this person. On closer inspection, it was the man who gave him the painting. "Hey! Are you alright?" The man opened his eyes. "I am fine. But the thief is getting away with my most valuable painting." "Wha-..." Shiro ran off. "Wait, you can't go, he is too strong!" "I can take him. It's the least I can do!" After running for a bit, he noticed a man wearing all black running, carrying something. "Stop!" The man stopped and turned around. He took out a kunai. Shiro looked around, scanning his enviornment for something he could use. Then, Shiro remembered something. It had rained the night before, and there were puddles on the ground. "Alright. You want to play hardball?" The puddles started rising, until they took on the shape of Shiro. A total of two clones were made. "We'll play hardball then!" They took on the image of Shiro. "Now! Fish Spit! Shiro and the clones started spitting water continuously at the person. He dropped the painting and started running at the real Shiro with his eyes closed, to protect them from the water. However, he slipped and fell in the mud. Shiro ran over and unmasked the man. "M-Mr. Karizo?" The painter then entered the scene. Karizo was arrested and Shiro picked up the painting. It was ruined from the mud. "I'm so sorry..." "It's quite alright. I believe I have the better end of the bargain, now that a thief has been caught." Shiro started walking away. "Where are you going?" asked the painter. "Well, I really don't know. I've got no home. No famil-" "Come and live with me. I have no children, and I am old enough that one might think I am a grandfather. But I shall raise you." "That sounds.... nice sir." "Please, call me Makoto." Shiro and Makoto walked away toward a new day...
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Posted: Fri Feb 05, 2010 9:18 am
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Posted: Fri Feb 05, 2010 10:11 am
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Posted: Fri Feb 05, 2010 9:43 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 05, 2010 9:45 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 05, 2010 10:02 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 05, 2010 10:12 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 05, 2010 11:50 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 15, 2010 10:47 am
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Username: Lance1278 Rp name: Hatake Shiromaru Elements?: Lightning Bloodline/Clan?: White Chakra Have you read the Starter Forum? Twice. And a half. Ish. Demon?: Nope! Activity: (how often you are online) Daily, just about... Why do you want to join the leaf? Honestly, it is the most logical for my character, and I've always been pretty sympathetic with those poor Leafies! How can you better the leaf village? Right now? I can't. But, after alot of training, promotions, and time, I will be a loyal, competent addition to the village. That, and the place needs some more color.>.> Give an Rp example:
He laughed boisteriously, running away from the academy teachers chasing him, making no attempt to hide the two buckets of bright red and orange paint, turning corners without any warning. The boy running ahead of the chuunin instructors, one Hatake Shiromaru, had just gotten done with another of his pranks, having decided that the academy was much too plain for its own good. So, he gave it a little color. And now, he was weaving his way through the crowd, discreetly dumping the empty cans of paint into a random trashcan that he passed, and using that first moment of his now-free hands to form the ram hand sign. "Henge!" A poof of smoke later, Shiromaru was gone, and in his place, was a pretty young woman, her chocolate-hued hair in a loose ponytail, and a purple yukata draped over her form, walking along leisurely. His henge, the only jutsu he was actually any good at yet, was so convincing simply because of two factors: 1, it cannot be overloaded with chakra, simply adding detail and becoming more convincing with the greater amount of chakra pushed into it, and 2, his lack of control over his chakra, usually wasting it in a manner similar to trying to fill a teacup with a firehose. He tittered lightly as the chuunin ran by not even sparing him a glance. "Heh, sucker..."
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Posted: Thu Feb 18, 2010 9:34 am
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Posted: Thu Feb 18, 2010 9:50 am
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Posted: Thu Feb 18, 2010 10:58 am
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Posted: Thu Feb 18, 2010 11:04 am
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