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Post by Fj0rd on Feb 16, 2007 12:23:20 GMT -5
Yay ninja roleplay! You can basically do whatever, just put a brief description of your ninja self in your first post so we can refer to that. (Yes, I know that's what the ninja persona thread is for, but this is more of a brief sketch thing.)
Name: Fj0rd
Appearance: Brown hair, blue/green/brown eyes (hazel, yes?), spectacles (except when on dangerous missions).
General clothing: On missions: dark green or blue ninja clothing (plus mask), no glasses. Otherwise, as described.
Weapons: A naginata, plus two kunai for emergencies. Occasionally will add to this, such as a katana, shuriken, etc., depending on what's happening.
Magical abilities: Ninja teleport!, can reach into thin air and grab her naginata, limited powers with fire.
Anything else?: Nope. Not really.
Fj0rd sat in the main dining hall and meeting room of the ninja HQ, her legs tucked under her. She was holding a book, and reading it. The cup of tea on the table in front of her, ignored, gave off wisps of steam as it cooled down.
Turning the page to the beginning of a new chapter, Fj0rd glanced up from her book and looked over at the tea. She sighed, closing her book and setting it on the table, and picked up the teacup instead. She sipped, and made a face. Cold tea. Again.
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Post by zhunter on Feb 17, 2007 12:47:33 GMT -5
Name: Shinobi
Appearance: Silver-white hair, white tunic, white pants, and blue, piercing eyes under his white, wide-brimmed hat
General clothing: Usually wears white clothing or sometimes changes to greyish; rarely wears black.
Weapons: His main weapon is a halberd, but he usually carries around a katana and throwing kunai, ninja stars
Magical abilities: Can blend in with his environment and mask his presence
Anything else?: Nada
Pushing open the sliding door, the white-clad ninja found his friend Fj0rd making a face at her tea. "Cold tea again, Fj0?" He asked & smiled slightly at her as he sat down cross-legged in front of her. Pulling out a sheet of paper from his white tunic he placed it on the table and used an ink brush to start writing something.
As he did this he noticed a book laying on the table next to her. She must be reading another one today... Shinobi thought to himself as he continued writing, occasionally dipping the brush in the ink.
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Post by Fj0rd on Feb 17, 2007 18:07:11 GMT -5
"I just get so caught up in what I'm reading," Fj0rd said, slightly embarrassed. "And then..."
To cover her humiliation, she took another experimental sip of tea. "Ugh," she said. "Completely undrinkable." She grimaced and set the cup down again. "Unless of course you like room-temperature, tasteless tea. What are you writing?"
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Post by zhunter on Feb 17, 2007 21:07:44 GMT -5
"And then your tea gets cold." Shin said as he dodged the question & kept writing slowly.
"Do you think maybe you have to much time on your hands, Fj0-san?" Shin asked as he looked up from his writing with a mild smile.
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Post by Fj0rd on Feb 17, 2007 21:49:13 GMT -5
"Oh, maybe." She grinned crookedly. "But then, what else is there to do? The pirates haven't attacked in weeks. We could go attack them, but somehow I don't feel like it." Fj0rd shrugged. "Anyway, reading is fun."
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Post by zhunter on Feb 17, 2007 22:00:43 GMT -5
"Those pirates have been busy with other matters it would seem." Shin put a sly smile on his face now and leaned back a little. "You say you love to read do you?"
He finished writing up on the document and signed his name at the bottom. He turned the paper around so that Fj0rd could read it on her side of the table.
"I think you'll want to read this report I've just gotten via courier."
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Post by Fj0rd on Feb 17, 2007 22:42:16 GMT -5
"Via courier, hey?" Fj0rd glanced at Shinobi, not sure of what to say. He had clearly just written it out. Had he memorized it to write down, or what?
Either way, though, there was no way she wasn't going to read what he'd written. Firstly, no matter the circumstances of its arrival, it should prove interesting; and secondly, she'd read every book in the ninja HQ's library at least twice. Sure, she could get someone to summon more by magic, but that was boring.
She twitched the paper closer to her before Shino could change his mind and take it away, and began to read.
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Post by PFA on Feb 18, 2007 17:24:02 GMT -5
Name: PFA
Appearance: Long dark-blonde hair, grayish-blue eyes.
General clothing: When out on missions she'd probably wear a traditonal black ninja outfit. While in the ninja HQ, she'd wear some kind of training outfit or something.
Weapons: Mostly uses long-range weapons, like kunai and shuriken, but will occasionally use other weapons.
Magical abilities: Can sense when someone/something is coming.
Anything else?: Not as skilled as most of the other ninja, but is learning.
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PFA sat in the back corner of the dining hall, holding a cup of tea. I wonder when our next mission is, she pondered.
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Post by zhunter on Feb 19, 2007 15:34:27 GMT -5
As fj0rd examined it and got a skeptical look in her eyes he smiled for only a second. "I know that you may think I wrote that..." Shino said, "But I just put my signature and acception of assignment on the bottom. I was to authorize a mission given to us by an Elite Ninja. " Shino explained. "It says from the top to bottom: Greetings Ninja Head-Quarters, We are in need of your services for a mission of reconnasaince and investigation. This is high priority & not to be take nlightly. Assign only your best for this mission. The mission entails of seeking out the Pirate ship Feral Oblivion & see if you can find out what they are holdign as cargo. Intelligence so far says that they;ve been smuggling supplies to local ruffians of each major city on the eastern seas. We are not sure why they have come to our territory, and possible yours as well, but we think it's suffice to say that their is major trouble on the way for all ninjas. We hope this is not another full-scale attempt, but we hope you will discover the motives behind this to rest at ease the ninjas' minds. Konichiwa, Shinobi " |
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Post by Psycho on Feb 19, 2007 15:52:16 GMT -5
Name: Shadow
Appearance: the exact silloughette of her host, glowing white eyes; her 3-dimensional form is simply feminine, lithe and made entirely of shadow mist.
General clothing: whatever her host is wearing
Weapons: daggers of various lengths, poisons and purposes; a single jewelled dagger with an unknown poison
Magical abilities: can mimic and manipulate her host's abilities, on her own: shadow magic (dark magic that extends into illusionary, dream and sleep magics)
Anything else?: has a shady (no pun intended) past and is bound to a curse - what that curse entails, none know but herself. her loyalties are true but belong to only one person at a time - if not to herself, then to her current host.
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She was being called. By what, she knew not, but something was going to happen in the Ninja Dojo - the shadows told her so. Silently, she slipped beneath the doors to the dojo, past the sentries and the cats - she cut through the dining hall, creeping past PFA but stopping short when she saw Shinobi enter. Quickly, she molded herself into his Shadow and followed him - surely nothing interesting would go by without his knowing it.
A courier? An Elite Ninja? Shadow's glowing white eyes widened at the thought of being the shadow of such a ninja. She would follow Shinobi and he would lead her into conflict, where surely she would find this Elite Ninja. For now, however, she allowed Shinobi's actions to dictate her movement, content to allow him believe his Shadow was still... his.
Ah, and there was Fj0rd. Shadow had a half-thought at becoming Fj0rd's shadow instead, hers being only a little distance away from Shinobi's... ah, but she could wait. Shadow rummaged around her new form, discovering where Shinobi hid his shuriken.
Shadow grimaced - the blood was caked on. Being a knight made him careless, and Shadow began polishing his shadow-shuriken as she waited to hear what more Shinobi had planned in this Great Conflict.
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Post by Fj0rd on Feb 19, 2007 16:17:21 GMT -5
Fj0rd's first instinct was to leap up and cheer for joy. Finally, an adventure! But she didn't trust such instincts, and so took a few moments longer to think it over. Finally she nodded.
"Reconnaissance," she said. "I think we can deal with that." Not terribly exciting, but it was almost legal. She still wasn't sure whether or not to trust this message, but she would have to. Concealing her doubts behind a smile, she pushed the paper back over to Shinobi. "You authorized it. Does that mean you're commanding the mission?"
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Post by zhunter on Feb 19, 2007 20:54:46 GMT -5
"The Ninja Elite did request my command in this mission, but I'd have preffered a more subtle hand in the leadership of this mission. The Elite Ninja, whom I did send a letter to, would not hear of this." Shinobi said as he stroekd his chin thoughtfully recollecting and leaning slightly backwards.
There.
"I think this is most peculiar, but of course whose to go against the Elite Ninja?" Shinobi asked as he took the paper back and placed it in his white tunic again. "We should get ready to leave immediately, Fj0rd."
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Post by Fj0rd on Feb 19, 2007 21:16:07 GMT -5
Fj0rd nodded, after a faint pause. "Who else is coming along?"
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Post by Psycho on Feb 19, 2007 22:03:51 GMT -5
What is this? An open invitation?
Ah, of course. Fj0rd's eyes were focused directly on Shinobi's shadow. Perhaps Shadow had been polishing that shuriken a bit too rigorously.
The dark mage slowly arose from the ground, taking on a physical form. The shadows swirled in chaos around her as she knelt, a single knee to the ground, before the two ninja.
"So you've found me, Fj0rd-san. You've gotten better at it." Two glowing eyes trained upwards toward Shinobi, and Shadow stood.
"And you, young Shinobi, must take better care of your weaponry."
It seemed to her that Shinobi bristled. Of course, she was an unwanted visitor, despite having been called to the Dojo.
"So you did not summon me, then?" Shadow did not need to wait for a response - she already knew the answer. "Then this will be quite the conflict," she murmured.
Shadow turned toward the window, her shadow-mist gradually fading in the light. "I will be going with you, Shinobi. You cannot do anything to stop me, so you'd might as well accept my help."
"And Shinobi -" Shadow was disappearing quickly, as was the solidity of her voice. "Take care of this. You're going to need it." Shinobi's shuriken whistled as it flew through the air.
((I haven't roleplayed in a long time. If I do godmod again, I would appreciate it if you would let me know - kindly. It wasn't my intention to "take over".))
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Post by zhunter on Feb 19, 2007 22:25:21 GMT -5
((I apologize if I sounded harsh in my post, Shadow. No harm done.))
"I have not given this information to anyone else before you. If you wish to assign this mission to an experienced tracker or samurai I would be most pleased. Until that time you & I are going alone."
As Shadow appeared when he finished saying these things he felt no emotion and was not surprised by this being that he had known was earlier in the room. No one operates his hidden shuriken. And he had seen the flicker in his shadow when he hadn't even camouflaged it out. The reason he was unnerved was that the being had called him "young" when in fact he was nineteen years old & had more experience than most his age.
He hoped that she would not deter the reconnaissance on this mission, though. She might be useful in their mission, but he did not want Fj0rd to be open to this would-be help. He did not trust it. Not one ounce.
Nonetheless she would go & he would not stop her. He let the shuriken hit his shoulder & flinched it away as his shoulder started bleeding through the fabrics of his white tunic.
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