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 Posted: Fri Jan 03, 2014 9:24 am
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Posted: Fri Jan 03, 2014 9:36 am
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NPC DOJO CLASS "RESIDENT" SENSEI'S MURDERED SON SOULBOUND SHRINE DOLL ~ MIMOSHI
Mimoshi nuzzled and still hummed as he closed his eyes. He was but a child’s soul and so as Ritsuka slept...so did he. He hummed still with his magic. The staff now glowed faintly to keep feeling of serenity and safety while it continued singing when Mimoshi was latched on and lost in slumberlands just like Ritsuka...he liked the kitty boy.
Xavier ━━ Taka'shi
T H E xxxxSIREN DEMIGOD NINJA
age ━━ Twenty ~ By Appearance
subject ━━ Weapons Class (all forms of weapons/combat)
Xavier
Who he is: The Sensei
With: His students
Doing: Debating banning the man child if he doesn’t sraighten up.
Feeling: No way in any shape or form...you sir...are barely even worthy of calling yourself male. You are a child and by no means are you of enough honor or creed by deed...to be part of my family. Yet...I can still maybe fix this.
Thinking: No….to the heavenly extreme….no. Though perhaps he is not unteachable.
Xavier looked at man child. He would respond to him when he finished addressing Dirkan. Arching an eyebrow and read the note. “Etiam. Video. Et respondet ad Exspectare post classis. Multis opus est scire docebo, quid agas, si singula.” (Yes. I see. Then I request you wait after class. I will teach you many things you will need to know if that is what you seek grasshopper.)
He looked over the scroll as he read it. “Ostendam tibi herbam in casu eget. Et infra. Et det tibi pacem. Dico autem vobis, quod crypticus classis post dicetur plene. Si tibi placet animæ vestræ.” He responded when the young man was done. (In that case I will show you the blade you will need. I will explain further. I grant you your request. The cryptic messages I say to you will be explained in full after class. You may have your wish.)
He smiled and gave a traditional chinese bow of respect to student who did well. “You are more than forgiven grasshopper. I shall be delighted to teach you. I know well the traditions you speak of.” He said in English. Even if it means I need to freshen up with a few rounds with an old friend of mine. He thought to himself. Looking at Dikran. “A temper when forged to the sharpest blade and kept like a blade idle within though ever boiling can in turn be trained into an asset not a hinderence. As the teacher here I shall train you in such ways grasshopper.” He said with a genuine smile.
He smiled. “You can stand grasshopper and please...go have a seat…” He trailed off a moment. “ego tendunt ad ipsum, qui paulo ante ingressus puer indisciplinatus.” ( while I tend to the undisciplined man child student who just entered.) He said it low to Dikran. He respect this student. His eldest son. The gypsy and the strange actor who were not being idiotic juvenile deliquents. He walked over to the man child and looked at him.
“Hai. Hai. Shussan no watashi no tochi wa, watashi ga rikai shi,-betsu no gengo o hanashi, watashi wa anata ga itte iru koto wa kangaete irudeshounode, anata ga tan'ni itte iru ka wakaranai to iu Chinalands ni aru tame to suisoku shinaide kudasai. Kono kurasu ni nokoru shitai baai, anata ga jibun de anata no nenchō-sha no tame ka, sukunakutomo sonkei o manabu koto ga dō naru ka watashi ni denwa. Watashi wa, anata ga gakusei de koko ni kyōshidesu.”
(Yes. Yes. Do not presume because my land of birth is in Chinalands that I do not understand and know what you are saying merely because you speak another language and I will have no idea what you are saying. Call me what you will if you wish to remain in this class you will learn respect for your elders or at least myself. I am the teacher here you are the student.)
He stood tall and watched him. Taking the paper and walked around gathering the others. His eyes flashed with anger for a second then split second later bushido ways kicked in. Since the student went to sit down he let go as was respectable...for now. “Thank you for doing as instructed for now.” He went around gathering the papers. Holding out his hand to each student. When they gave it he gave them a respectful nod.
He had just gotten back to the front when the manchild spoke again. “Not at all…” He looked at the paper. “...if anything I will help you catch up to your age. Hold it against you...no. Help you grow from it...yes. I live by old traditions even while adapting to more modern times...grasshopper doe. That does not mean I will treat you any differently because you have a disability. You can not overcome weaknesses if people allow and enable you to lean on them like a crutch. In that sense disability aside you are just another student and if you wish to remain in my class you will learn discipline and to follow my rules.” he flashed out then reappeared facing them.
He looked at his son Agraj. Shènzhì bùyào qù xiǎng tā zhǎngzǐ. Xiànzài zhè zhǐshì yīgè nánrén de háizi. Tā shènzhì bù zhídé kàn zuòwéi yīgè niánqīng de chéngnián rén, zhídào tā xuéhuì yào duō hóu zǐ yěmán rén. Zài zhège wèntí yěxǔ nǐ kěyǐ xiézhù. Zhìyú jiéhūn...... Zài zhè yīdiǎn shàng... Shítou huì gèng shìhé. (Do not even think about it Eldest Son. Right now that is but a man child. He is not even worth seeing as a young adult until he learns to be more than a monkey barbarian. In that matter perhaps you could assist. As for marriage...at this point...a rock would be more suitable.) He throught directly to his son by their chi link he established a long time ago. That and using his half god powers.
He looked at Doe. Responding to him in Japanese to keep all but a few from understanding once he said simple version in English. “No. Marriage into my clan is not so easily given. It is earned. I will explain further in the language you so deemed to call me such an interesting insult.” After a breath he responded in an antisocial voice of emotion tone yet stern and deadly serious.
“Īe, anata ga gen'in anata ga kodomodearu ka no yō ni atsukawa reru koto ni okurete nobete kita yō ni. Demo, kodai no dentōde wa, genzai, kokoro no waka sugiruto kekkonshiki no nenrei ni tasshite iru ni wa amarini mo kiritsu aru. Kore ni kuwaete,-kō ranku no ichizoku ni kekkon wa kasei privelige inai kenridearu. Ima no jitende wa, kiritsu to shitsureidesu. Otte tsūchi ga aru made, anata wa kekkon ni chōnan no te o motsu koto ga kyoka sa rete imasen. Anata wa kyōshi to shite no jibun jishin to kare no chichi no tame ni sonkei to kiritsu o manabu toki, wareware wa futatabi, kore o giron suru koto ga dekimasu. Ima... Shizukana mama de, watashi ga seki o saite kudasatta koto o kansha shite kudasai. Watashi wa ima no kurasu o hajimete imasu.”
(No. As you have stated you are behind due to being treated as if you were a child. Even by ancient traditions you are currently too young of mind and too undisciplined to have reached the age of wedding. Besides which marriage into a clan of high rank is an earned privelige not a right. As of right now you are undisciplined and disrespectful. Until further notice you are not allowed to have my Eldest Son's hand in marriage. When you learn respect and discipline for myself as teacher and his father we can discuss this again. Now...please remain quiet and I thank you for taking your seat. I am beginning class now.)
He breathed then spoke in English to Smith Doe. “If you wish to begin to earn such respect and right in my eyes...after class you will fix the door WITHOUT use of duct tape. You will learn to make the door as I did...by hand with new wood. Or you will never get anywhere when you entered with disrespect and destroyed that which I created by hand. The choice is yours and you can think it over during class. Willingly comply with my statement earlier or be forced to through detention. One gets you closer to your….” A pause here to keep his personal feelings out of it”...goal. The other takes your further from it. Therein Grasshopper doe...you have received your first lesson and assignment of my class.”
He stood up tall and smiled beneath the hood. Hitting a gong, that wouldn't go into the next room where the kitty was sleeping. It was soft but allowed students in class to know he wsa beginning.
“Now. Class is beginning. I ask all students to silence the idle chat.” Looking at all of the class now. “I am the teacher of this class. There is many forms of combat. As you have all stated in these papers that you have understood this is a hands on class. That means you will more likely than not be sore, battered or bruised once training starts. There is many branches. To begin with I am Sensei Xavier Taka’shi. You can call me Sensei Taka’shi. Or any term for teacher or master of the arts. You will however, remain respectful or you shall be given detention with myself. Now. I have all your papers though I would like you all to go around one at a time introducing yourself. Eldest Son...please take a seat and begin the introductions while I review all the papers I have collected from each of you. If you changed your mind about your answers...please leave now. For once you begin learning you will not be quitting class unless expelled.” He said with the demeanor and stance of a skilled and well respected, usually, teacher of old. |
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Posted: Fri Jan 03, 2014 10:32 am
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Posted: Fri Jan 03, 2014 5:48 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 03, 2014 6:03 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 03, 2014 6:24 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 03, 2014 8:56 pm
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Smith Doe
Escaped Psychopath
Smith sighed as he listend to the man who addressed him and then wrote a quick note on what little paper he found in the desk. 我沒叫你在外國語言，我想你不知道的名字。我以日語發言，因為你提到的武士道，一個日本武士！你敢質疑我的心態你疣豬菠蘿的人嗎？！我沒有清晰的智慧可言。也沒有我的殘疾，和管磁帶是神奇的手中......我不知道我是什麼. {Wǒ méi jiào nǐ zài wàiguó yǔyán, wǒ xiǎng nǐ bù zhīdào de míngzì. Wǒ yǐ rìyǔ fāyán, yīnwèi nǐ tí dào de wǔshìdào, yīgè rìběn wǔshì! Nǐ gǎn zhíyí wǒ de xīntài nǐ yóu zhū bōluó de rén ma? ! Wǒ méiyǒu qīngxī de zhìhuì kě yán. Yě méiyǒu wǒ de cánjí, hé guǎn cídài shì shénqí de shǒuzhōng...... Wǒ bù zhīdào wǒ shì shénme.} [I didn't call you names in a foreign language I thought you didn't know. I spoke in Japanese because you mentioned Bushido, a japanese warrior! You dare question my mentality you warthog pinapple man?! I have no legible intelligence at all. Nor have I disability, and duct-tape is magical in the hands of...I don't know what I am.] He then folded the paper up into an origami talking dragon and threw it at the teacher. He then went wide eyed and quietly said, mostly to himself but audible to anyone really, "s**t, this is a school and I don't know Latin...School like...that one place I dug my way out of. s**t. It's a school? Wait did I know that already?" He reasoned though that now, since everyone was introducing himself and his dear Ginger Snap was sitting on the other side of the classroom, that it was probably his turn to introduce himself verbally as well. He stood at his desk, hands on the top, and with a wide grin he spoke, "I AM CATBUG! I left a horrible place with people in coats and came here. The Ginger Snap came to this class room so it looked like a good place to start. Someone earlier was nice enough to give me a uniform, so I gave that person my coat and pants. They didn't fit well though..." He was practically yelling. "Oh, where's the places to live in at?" That was actually spoken in a more quiet tone as he slowly took his seat again.
{s**t...he knows Chinese too?! And it's TRADITIONAL!!! >< Yet he doesn't appear to know anything else.} |
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Posted: Sat Jan 04, 2014 6:02 pm
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Dikran Makre
The Seemingly-Innocent
"Yes Master.", he bowed, and walked to the room filled with weapons, and he examined several curved swords, "Woah... These are all amazing....", he managed to mumble, and traced his hands down the blades, "D-did he said spirit?", he laughed, running his orders through his mind time and again. "I know I'm a religious fanatic, but this man must be crazy if I'm to believe he has a spirit here... even less so that it possesses weapons...", he looks around for anybody. |
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Posted: Sat Jan 04, 2014 7:12 pm
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