Mirai Nikki RP
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Special Thanks to:
Rise-chan for helping me with the platform for the roleplay, without Rise-chan's help this roleplay may very well not have come out the way it did. As well as to DamientheDevil for being our Deus and in effect Moderator of The Game.
Information about the RP and it’s origins:
Mirai Nikki is an anime that started at or around the Fall 2011 Anime Season, the concept of the anime being of a game...
That game, was a Survival Game where there were 12 contestants, each with a Future Diary (Literal translation of Mirai Nikki) with it’s own special features and the ability to predict the future based on those features. Each of the twelve contestants would try to kill each other, until one is left standing.
The one left standing would then become the New God of Space and Time and would be the successor to Deus’s throne.
Game Rules:
1) As compared to the 12 contestants in the anime, we’ll run Seven contestants Including myself, so six other posters for our Game.
2) Use of a basic statistics System.
System of the RP:
Because of the nature of the game and the anime, it’d best for a Health Point (HP) System to kind of regulate our characters so we don’t get into a god-modding situation where we just “survive” and this way there truly will be Dead Ends.
What we’ll do at first is have our HP at low-medium levels, and as our characters gain experience and get used to the new killing, anti-law world they’ve been thrust into their HP and their thinking capabilities/killing abilities are greater.
And now for a demonstration of how to make your Character Profile and send it to: Damienthedevil
But also write the details of your diary and what it can predict. I omitted details of the diary for it would be unfair to the public seeing eye if we could see our own diary's abilities.
That basic character profile I crafted is basically what will be allowed on the main page. Whereas Diary Details will only be known by Deus and by the individual Diary Holder.
So in Jane Doe's example, she has a low defense(1*2=2)+4 from her Attack so she has 6 HP.
How to create a Diary:
Earning Points:
Players/Contestants/Profiles:
Do not post your stats and Diary abilities here.
Username LustfulAngel
Name: Katsuro Kaneko
Gender: Male
Personality: Intellectual, arrogant, calm on the outside. A Psychotic Gothic/Dark lover on the inside
Background: Katsuro Kaneko is a 17 year old HS JR who was born to a Middle Class family, as per the name his family had high expectations of him and hence he had high expectations of himself. Though he's maintained excellent grades, Katsuro sees the world as boring: All it is is work, school and sleep. And Humanity has maintained this dull, robotic like existence since the dawn of time. Only the 18th century wars of Napoleon Bontaparte and such where you rode horses and shot arrows were relatively exciting. Now even wars have become obsolete and dull with machinery overtaking humanity's role in it. Something... Something to entertain him!
Appearance: Brown hair, matching eyes and about 6'0 tall. Typically wears suits, and/or in private or during playing the Survival Game, he'll wear neck collars and Gothic-esque clothing.
Weapon Type: Bombs
Name: Silmeria Cecilia
Age: 16
Gender: Female.
Personality: Usually an eloquent, reserved, and well-mannered person. She is usually nice and puts up a good front for the sake of her peers and expectations from the society. She takes pride on the glamor she is able to show off to the prying eyes of the commoners, though. She has a really sadistic side within her heart. A more... darker nature. She can a scary person to the point that one would run away if she'd fall in love with him.
Appearance:
Background: Silmeria comes from a family of higher status from Scotland. She has an elegant allure to herself; as a member of a wealthy family. Silmeria has always been protected from the "outside world". This referred to all types of fun and entertainment sources, excluding the television and it's cable line. She has never ever went to a karaoke, or any types of places where teenagers of her age would have fun.
But she never desired it much, either. Silmeria only wished for it from time to time; nothing more than that. She wishes for enjoyment and amusement only, and there are many ways to receive it... such as playing with people' lives...
Silmeria has been getting educations and many types of lessons from when she was young, such as, singing and dancing. After she came to Japan at the age of 10; the culture was fascinating to her, she learned to fight, even. Of course, she secretly visited her master to learn the arts of battling with a katana for a few years now. And now, she is the beautiful, bloody, and benignant Mistress of a mansion.
The pressure of sheer protection from the entertainments and the world have gone done to the point of it being non-existent after she turned 16, as her parents thinks that she'll be alright on her own due to her maturity along with the maids and servants assigned to her and hence, left Japan back to Scotland, leaving her on Japan upon her request.
username: Menolly-Chan
Name: Dominic Dietrich
Gender: Male
Personality: Dominic always seems optimistic, encouraging others as needed and providing a good laugh when the situation calls for it.
Appearance: Dark hair, glasses, ever-pleasant smile - those may be the first words you'd use to to describe the male before you. He's handsome, but not in a way that would initially catch your eye. He's the sort of guy who would just skim your radar until you get a full view of his brightly coloured green eyes, which contrast harshly with his dark palette and can only be seen up close. He's tall, but not overly towering - five foot eleven, maybe. His attire is plain, and dark, consisting mainly of worn out suits.
Background: Ever since he was a child, the most important person in Dominic's life was his little sister, Elise. They did everything together. From building forts to playing in the sand to singing, there they'd be, joined at the hip with bright smiles. When Dominic was twelve and Elise was nine, their mother took them to the ocean for the first time. This was when Dominic discovered he had a fear of water; the end result was him watching helplessly as his younger sister drowned.
Ever since, Dominic has been extremely keen on gaining control over every aspect of his life. In his mind, he lost her by not having control, and he was determined to never lose it again.
Username:Mantisprime1250
Name: Igawa Asagi
Gender: Female
Personality: Calm, peaceful person she hates fights but will never run form a fight
Appearance:
Background: She comes from a demon slaying clan. Got in the clan ever since she was a little girl. She's a compasionate, and sweet person but will show no mercy towrds demons and evil doers. She's a master of hand to hand combat and weapon usage.
Username:Black*star16
Name: Diachi Himura
Gender: Male
Personality: Non-chalant, adaptable, goes with the flow. He helps others, but is always ready to throw them under the bus as long as he lives.
Appearance:
Background: Boring is the best way to described his past. He lives a peaceful life with a father, mother, and little sister. He has many people who look up to him and cherish him, many people think he has a very good life, but he doesnt think that. He only thinks one thing, "This is boring", many think he thinks for others, this is wrong. He goes through life making decsions based on situations, if he sees someone in distress, he will tell them the right words to comfort them, and then make a new friend or pawn. He thinks the more people he has, the more benefits he can gain. But now he is bored of his life, he wants more and more and is willing to do anything to keep him from going completely bored. Only thing he actually cherishes in his life is his cell phone, which he uses every day to type up what he should of done rather then he did. He likes thinking about what would happen if he was to do this instead of that and types out what might of been. All and all he really hates his life and his peaceful life style.
weapon: Dagger
username:Zandorf
Name: Yumiko Umehara
Gender: Female
Weapon Type: Stun Items
Personality: Happy and cheerful while out in public and with others, but when she's alone she turns very inward and sadistic.
Appearance:
Background: Yumiko was the second of two children in her family. She had an other brother, who was age 7 when she was born. Her father was an average salary-man, and her mother was an elementary school teacher. On her 7th birthday, March 16th, her family took her on a trip to see Mt. Fuji. They had decided to take the train to where they were going, and left early in the morning so that they could have a whole day of fun there.
Unfortunately, the train derailed on it's transit, causing a huge wreck. Most people died in the wreak, but Yumiko was saved as her parents were hugging her when the wreck happened. Yumiko came out of the wreck unharmed, but her family had died in the wreck. She didn't understand at that time, and sat there trying to wake up her family, with increasing sadness and tears flowing from her eyes. She was found by rescue works after a short while, as her crying led them right to her.
After the event, she was adopted into another family after the doctors made sure nothing was wrong with her. She's had a fairly peaceful year after that, besides an incident where she had suddenly started trying to attack one of her new family members.
Username:Lt.Random
Name: Kishimoto Arika
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Weapon: Staff (Blunt Weapon)
Personality: Kishimoto Arika is a girl full of contradictions. She says that she hates violence but admits that she feels the best when she is fighting in a match. She is quiet with strangers but is bright, loud and sometimes blunt with the people she’s familiar with. She has an unshakeable loyalty to those she calls her friends and a strong sense of right and wrong to accompany it, but at the same time she is more than willing to perform underhanded acts if it will mean the downfall of her enemies.
Background: Arika was raised under the Kishimoto style of BÅjutsu, otherwise known as the art of fighting with a staff. Her rigorous training was accelerated by her nature talent in martial arts, and by the time she entered high school she was already a 2nd Dan BÅjutsu master. She also managed to develop and maintain strong study habits despite her upbringing, and as a result her intelligence is as developed as her martial prowess, if not slightly more. This manifests itself in her battle style, where she analyzes her opponent’s movements and devises quick and efficient methods to bring about her victory while evading her opponent’s strikes as she concocts her strategies. To supplement her battle prowess, she extensively studied the human body and its weakest areas, and is familiar with ways to disable limbs with her attacks. She also learned how to make bandages with the basest of materials and how to makes curative salves, knowledge which was necessary for emergencies in the bÅjutsu dojo.
However, for all of her intelligence, her social skills are extremely lacking. Her seemingly strict personality masks a strong nervousness when conversing with unfamiliar people and her inability to carry a conversation makes her seem unsociable. However, the few who took the time to get to know Arika will tell you that she has quite a cheery and warm disposition, but will also admit that she engages the people that she does not like with a healthy amount of caution. Overall, Kishimoto Arika is a person who is very easy to like and is extremely loyal, if you can get to know her well enough to become her friend.
Appearance: Short brown hair which is often tied up in a ponytail. Her battle outfit consists of a purple spandex onepiece with short sleeves and short leg coverage, a sleeveless blue kimono top with a blue lacquered bamboo breastplate, a yellow obi with an orange ribbon, her uniform skirt, leather gloves with metal armguards and regular sneakers. Her staff is made from a light steel alloy specially made for Kishimoto bÅjutsu practitioners. It is highly durable and weatherproof while also providing flexibility and ease of use.
Setting:
The Setting of the roleplay will be in Modern-day Tokyo,Japan. Using the current year and month as a starting point :).
Dice to be Used:
We shall use the d10 dice found on the following website:Dice Roll
When Roleplay Begins:
The Game begins when All six players joins the RP, now I bid my farewell until then... :)
Rise-chan for helping me with the platform for the roleplay, without Rise-chan's help this roleplay may very well not have come out the way it did. As well as to DamientheDevil for being our Deus and in effect Moderator of The Game.
Information about the RP and it’s origins:
Mirai Nikki is an anime that started at or around the Fall 2011 Anime Season, the concept of the anime being of a game...
That game, was a Survival Game where there were 12 contestants, each with a Future Diary (Literal translation of Mirai Nikki) with it’s own special features and the ability to predict the future based on those features. Each of the twelve contestants would try to kill each other, until one is left standing.
The one left standing would then become the New God of Space and Time and would be the successor to Deus’s throne.
Game Rules:
1) As compared to the 12 contestants in the anime, we’ll run Seven contestants Including myself, so six other posters for our Game.
2) Use of a basic statistics System.
System of the RP:
Because of the nature of the game and the anime, it’d best for a Health Point (HP) System to kind of regulate our characters so we don’t get into a god-modding situation where we just “survive” and this way there truly will be Dead Ends.
What we’ll do at first is have our HP at low-medium levels, and as our characters gain experience and get used to the new killing, anti-law world they’ve been thrust into their HP and their thinking capabilities/killing abilities are greater.
Spoiler:
And now for a demonstration of how to make your Character Profile and send it to: Damienthedevil
Spoiler:
But also write the details of your diary and what it can predict. I omitted details of the diary for it would be unfair to the public seeing eye if we could see our own diary's abilities.
That basic character profile I crafted is basically what will be allowed on the main page. Whereas Diary Details will only be known by Deus and by the individual Diary Holder.
So in Jane Doe's example, she has a low defense(1*2=2)+4 from her Attack so she has 6 HP.
How to create a Diary:
Spoiler:
Earning Points:
Spoiler:
Players/Contestants/Profiles:
Do not post your stats and Diary abilities here.
Username LustfulAngel
Name: Katsuro Kaneko
Gender: Male
Personality: Intellectual, arrogant, calm on the outside. A Psychotic Gothic/Dark lover on the inside
Background: Katsuro Kaneko is a 17 year old HS JR who was born to a Middle Class family, as per the name his family had high expectations of him and hence he had high expectations of himself. Though he's maintained excellent grades, Katsuro sees the world as boring: All it is is work, school and sleep. And Humanity has maintained this dull, robotic like existence since the dawn of time. Only the 18th century wars of Napoleon Bontaparte and such where you rode horses and shot arrows were relatively exciting. Now even wars have become obsolete and dull with machinery overtaking humanity's role in it. Something... Something to entertain him!
Appearance: Brown hair, matching eyes and about 6'0 tall. Typically wears suits, and/or in private or during playing the Survival Game, he'll wear neck collars and Gothic-esque clothing.
Weapon Type: Bombs
Name: Silmeria Cecilia
Age: 16
Gender: Female.
Personality: Usually an eloquent, reserved, and well-mannered person. She is usually nice and puts up a good front for the sake of her peers and expectations from the society. She takes pride on the glamor she is able to show off to the prying eyes of the commoners, though. She has a really sadistic side within her heart. A more... darker nature. She can a scary person to the point that one would run away if she'd fall in love with him.
Appearance:
Spoiler:
Background: Silmeria comes from a family of higher status from Scotland. She has an elegant allure to herself; as a member of a wealthy family. Silmeria has always been protected from the "outside world". This referred to all types of fun and entertainment sources, excluding the television and it's cable line. She has never ever went to a karaoke, or any types of places where teenagers of her age would have fun.
But she never desired it much, either. Silmeria only wished for it from time to time; nothing more than that. She wishes for enjoyment and amusement only, and there are many ways to receive it... such as playing with people' lives...
Silmeria has been getting educations and many types of lessons from when she was young, such as, singing and dancing. After she came to Japan at the age of 10; the culture was fascinating to her, she learned to fight, even. Of course, she secretly visited her master to learn the arts of battling with a katana for a few years now. And now, she is the beautiful, bloody, and benignant Mistress of a mansion.
The pressure of sheer protection from the entertainments and the world have gone done to the point of it being non-existent after she turned 16, as her parents thinks that she'll be alright on her own due to her maturity along with the maids and servants assigned to her and hence, left Japan back to Scotland, leaving her on Japan upon her request.
username: Menolly-Chan
Name: Dominic Dietrich
Gender: Male
Personality: Dominic always seems optimistic, encouraging others as needed and providing a good laugh when the situation calls for it.
Appearance: Dark hair, glasses, ever-pleasant smile - those may be the first words you'd use to to describe the male before you. He's handsome, but not in a way that would initially catch your eye. He's the sort of guy who would just skim your radar until you get a full view of his brightly coloured green eyes, which contrast harshly with his dark palette and can only be seen up close. He's tall, but not overly towering - five foot eleven, maybe. His attire is plain, and dark, consisting mainly of worn out suits.
Spoiler:
Background: Ever since he was a child, the most important person in Dominic's life was his little sister, Elise. They did everything together. From building forts to playing in the sand to singing, there they'd be, joined at the hip with bright smiles. When Dominic was twelve and Elise was nine, their mother took them to the ocean for the first time. This was when Dominic discovered he had a fear of water; the end result was him watching helplessly as his younger sister drowned.
Ever since, Dominic has been extremely keen on gaining control over every aspect of his life. In his mind, he lost her by not having control, and he was determined to never lose it again.
Username:Mantisprime1250
Name: Igawa Asagi
Gender: Female
Personality: Calm, peaceful person she hates fights but will never run form a fight
Appearance:
Spoiler:
Background: She comes from a demon slaying clan. Got in the clan ever since she was a little girl. She's a compasionate, and sweet person but will show no mercy towrds demons and evil doers. She's a master of hand to hand combat and weapon usage.
Username:Black*star16
Name: Diachi Himura
Gender: Male
Personality: Non-chalant, adaptable, goes with the flow. He helps others, but is always ready to throw them under the bus as long as he lives.
Appearance:
Spoiler:
Background: Boring is the best way to described his past. He lives a peaceful life with a father, mother, and little sister. He has many people who look up to him and cherish him, many people think he has a very good life, but he doesnt think that. He only thinks one thing, "This is boring", many think he thinks for others, this is wrong. He goes through life making decsions based on situations, if he sees someone in distress, he will tell them the right words to comfort them, and then make a new friend or pawn. He thinks the more people he has, the more benefits he can gain. But now he is bored of his life, he wants more and more and is willing to do anything to keep him from going completely bored. Only thing he actually cherishes in his life is his cell phone, which he uses every day to type up what he should of done rather then he did. He likes thinking about what would happen if he was to do this instead of that and types out what might of been. All and all he really hates his life and his peaceful life style.
weapon: Dagger
username:Zandorf
Name: Yumiko Umehara
Gender: Female
Weapon Type: Stun Items
Personality: Happy and cheerful while out in public and with others, but when she's alone she turns very inward and sadistic.
Appearance:
Spoiler:
Background: Yumiko was the second of two children in her family. She had an other brother, who was age 7 when she was born. Her father was an average salary-man, and her mother was an elementary school teacher. On her 7th birthday, March 16th, her family took her on a trip to see Mt. Fuji. They had decided to take the train to where they were going, and left early in the morning so that they could have a whole day of fun there.
Unfortunately, the train derailed on it's transit, causing a huge wreck. Most people died in the wreak, but Yumiko was saved as her parents were hugging her when the wreck happened. Yumiko came out of the wreck unharmed, but her family had died in the wreck. She didn't understand at that time, and sat there trying to wake up her family, with increasing sadness and tears flowing from her eyes. She was found by rescue works after a short while, as her crying led them right to her.
After the event, she was adopted into another family after the doctors made sure nothing was wrong with her. She's had a fairly peaceful year after that, besides an incident where she had suddenly started trying to attack one of her new family members.
Username:Lt.Random
Name: Kishimoto Arika
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Weapon: Staff (Blunt Weapon)
Personality: Kishimoto Arika is a girl full of contradictions. She says that she hates violence but admits that she feels the best when she is fighting in a match. She is quiet with strangers but is bright, loud and sometimes blunt with the people she’s familiar with. She has an unshakeable loyalty to those she calls her friends and a strong sense of right and wrong to accompany it, but at the same time she is more than willing to perform underhanded acts if it will mean the downfall of her enemies.
Background: Arika was raised under the Kishimoto style of BÅjutsu, otherwise known as the art of fighting with a staff. Her rigorous training was accelerated by her nature talent in martial arts, and by the time she entered high school she was already a 2nd Dan BÅjutsu master. She also managed to develop and maintain strong study habits despite her upbringing, and as a result her intelligence is as developed as her martial prowess, if not slightly more. This manifests itself in her battle style, where she analyzes her opponent’s movements and devises quick and efficient methods to bring about her victory while evading her opponent’s strikes as she concocts her strategies. To supplement her battle prowess, she extensively studied the human body and its weakest areas, and is familiar with ways to disable limbs with her attacks. She also learned how to make bandages with the basest of materials and how to makes curative salves, knowledge which was necessary for emergencies in the bÅjutsu dojo.
However, for all of her intelligence, her social skills are extremely lacking. Her seemingly strict personality masks a strong nervousness when conversing with unfamiliar people and her inability to carry a conversation makes her seem unsociable. However, the few who took the time to get to know Arika will tell you that she has quite a cheery and warm disposition, but will also admit that she engages the people that she does not like with a healthy amount of caution. Overall, Kishimoto Arika is a person who is very easy to like and is extremely loyal, if you can get to know her well enough to become her friend.
Appearance: Short brown hair which is often tied up in a ponytail. Her battle outfit consists of a purple spandex onepiece with short sleeves and short leg coverage, a sleeveless blue kimono top with a blue lacquered bamboo breastplate, a yellow obi with an orange ribbon, her uniform skirt, leather gloves with metal armguards and regular sneakers. Her staff is made from a light steel alloy specially made for Kishimoto bÅjutsu practitioners. It is highly durable and weatherproof while also providing flexibility and ease of use.
Spoiler:
Setting:
The Setting of the roleplay will be in Modern-day Tokyo,Japan. Using the current year and month as a starting point :).
Dice to be Used:
We shall use the d10 dice found on the following website:Dice Roll
When Roleplay Begins:
The Game begins when All six players joins the RP, now I bid my farewell until then... :)
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Cinia Pacifica
Ojou-sama Writer
Here goes.
Name: Silmeria Cecilia
Age: 16
Gender: Female.
Weapon Type: Katana
Personality: Usually an eloquent, reserved, and well-mannered person. She is usually nice and puts up a good front for the sake of her peers and expectations from the society. She takes pride on the glamor she is able to show off to the prying eyes of the commoners, though. She has a really sadistic side within her heart. A more... darker nature. She can a scary person to the point that one would run away if she'd fall in love with him.
Appearance:
Background: Silmeria comes from a family of higher status from Scotland. She has an elegant allure to herself; as a member of a wealthy family. Silmeria has always been protected from the "outside world". This referred to all types of fun and entertainment sources, excluding the television and it's cable line. She has never ever went to a karaoke, or any types of places where teenagers of her age would have fun.
But she never desired it much, either. Silmeria only wished for it from time to time; nothing more than that. She wishes for enjoyment and amusement only, and there are many ways to receive it... such as playing with people' lives...
Silmeria has been getting educations and many types of lessons from when she was young, such as, singing and dancing. After she came to Japan at the age of 10; the culture was fascinating to her, she learned to fight, even. Of course, she secretly visited her master to learn the arts of battling with a katana for a few years now. And now, she is the beautiful, bloody, and benignant Mistress of a mansion.
The pressure of sheer protection from the entertainments and the world have gone done to the point of it being non-existent after she turned 16, as her parents thinks that she'll be alright on her own due to her maturity along with the maids and servants assigned to her and hence, left Japan back to Scotland, leaving her on Japan upon her request.
Name: Silmeria Cecilia
Age: 16
Gender: Female.
Weapon Type: Katana
Personality: Usually an eloquent, reserved, and well-mannered person. She is usually nice and puts up a good front for the sake of her peers and expectations from the society. She takes pride on the glamor she is able to show off to the prying eyes of the commoners, though. She has a really sadistic side within her heart. A more... darker nature. She can a scary person to the point that one would run away if she'd fall in love with him.
Appearance:
Spoiler:
Background: Silmeria comes from a family of higher status from Scotland. She has an elegant allure to herself; as a member of a wealthy family. Silmeria has always been protected from the "outside world". This referred to all types of fun and entertainment sources, excluding the television and it's cable line. She has never ever went to a karaoke, or any types of places where teenagers of her age would have fun.
But she never desired it much, either. Silmeria only wished for it from time to time; nothing more than that. She wishes for enjoyment and amusement only, and there are many ways to receive it... such as playing with people' lives...
Silmeria has been getting educations and many types of lessons from when she was young, such as, singing and dancing. After she came to Japan at the age of 10; the culture was fascinating to her, she learned to fight, even. Of course, she secretly visited her master to learn the arts of battling with a katana for a few years now. And now, she is the beautiful, bloody, and benignant Mistress of a mansion.
The pressure of sheer protection from the entertainments and the world have gone done to the point of it being non-existent after she turned 16, as her parents thinks that she'll be alright on her own due to her maturity along with the maids and servants assigned to her and hence, left Japan back to Scotland, leaving her on Japan upon her request.
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Name: Dominic Dietrich
Gender: Male
Personality: Dominic always seems optimistic, encouraging others as needed and providing a good laugh when the situation calls for it.
Weapon Type: Guns
Appearance: Dark hair, glasses, ever-pleasant smile - those may be the first words you'd use to to describe the male before you. He's handsome, but not in a way that would initially catch your eye. He's the sort of guy who would just skim your radar until you get a full view of his brightly coloured green eyes, which contrast harshly with his dark palette and can only be seen up close. He's tall, but not overly towering - five foot eleven, maybe. His attire is plain, and dark, consisting mainly of worn out suits.
Background: Ever since he was a child, the most important person in Dominic's life was his little sister, Elise. They did everything together. From building forts to playing in the sand to singing, there they'd be, joined at the hip with bright smiles. When Dominic was twelve and Elise was nine, their mother took them to the ocean for the first time. This was when Dominic discovered he had a fear of water; the end result was him watching helplessly as his younger sister drowned.
Ever since, Dominic has been extremely keen on gaining control over every aspect of his life. In his mind, he lost her by not having control, and he was determined to never lose it again.
Gender: Male
Personality: Dominic always seems optimistic, encouraging others as needed and providing a good laugh when the situation calls for it.
Weapon Type: Guns
Appearance: Dark hair, glasses, ever-pleasant smile - those may be the first words you'd use to to describe the male before you. He's handsome, but not in a way that would initially catch your eye. He's the sort of guy who would just skim your radar until you get a full view of his brightly coloured green eyes, which contrast harshly with his dark palette and can only be seen up close. He's tall, but not overly towering - five foot eleven, maybe. His attire is plain, and dark, consisting mainly of worn out suits.
Spoiler:
Background: Ever since he was a child, the most important person in Dominic's life was his little sister, Elise. They did everything together. From building forts to playing in the sand to singing, there they'd be, joined at the hip with bright smiles. When Dominic was twelve and Elise was nine, their mother took them to the ocean for the first time. This was when Dominic discovered he had a fear of water; the end result was him watching helplessly as his younger sister drowned.
Ever since, Dominic has been extremely keen on gaining control over every aspect of his life. In his mind, he lost her by not having control, and he was determined to never lose it again.
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[color=green]Name: Igawa Asagi
Gender: Female
Personality: Calm, peaceful person she hates fights but will never run form a fight
Appearance:
[color=green]Background: She comes from a demon slaying clan. Got in the clan ever since she was a little girl. She's a compasionate, and sweet person but will show no mercy towrds demons and evil doers. She's a master of hand to hand combat and weapon usage.[/color][/color]
[color=green]Weapon: Polearms[/color]
Gender: Female
Personality: Calm, peaceful person she hates fights but will never run form a fight
Appearance:
Spoiler:
[color=green]Background: She comes from a demon slaying clan. Got in the clan ever since she was a little girl. She's a compasionate, and sweet person but will show no mercy towrds demons and evil doers. She's a master of hand to hand combat and weapon usage.[/color][/color]
[color=green]Weapon: Polearms[/color]
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Name: Diachi Himura
Gender: Male
Personality: Non-chalant, adaptable, goes with the flow. He helps others, but is always ready to throw them under the bus as long as he lives.
Appearance:
Background: Boring is the best way to described his past. He lives a peaceful life with a father, mother, and little sister. He has many people who look up to him and cherish him, many people think he has a very good life, but he doesnt think that. He only thinks one thing, "This is boring", many think he thinks for others, this is wrong. He goes through life making decsions based on situations, if he sees someone in distress, he will tell them the right words to comfort them, and then make a new friend or pawn. He thinks the more people he has, the more benfits he can gain. But now he is bored of his life, he wants more and more and is willing to do anything to keep him from going completly bored. Only thing he actually cherishes in his life is his cell phone, which he uses every day to type up what he should of done rather then he did. He likes thinking about what would happen if he was to do this instead of that and types out what might of been. All and all he really hates his life and his peaceful life style.
weapon: Dagger (knife)
Gender: Male
Personality: Non-chalant, adaptable, goes with the flow. He helps others, but is always ready to throw them under the bus as long as he lives.
Appearance:
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Background: Boring is the best way to described his past. He lives a peaceful life with a father, mother, and little sister. He has many people who look up to him and cherish him, many people think he has a very good life, but he doesnt think that. He only thinks one thing, "This is boring", many think he thinks for others, this is wrong. He goes through life making decsions based on situations, if he sees someone in distress, he will tell them the right words to comfort them, and then make a new friend or pawn. He thinks the more people he has, the more benfits he can gain. But now he is bored of his life, he wants more and more and is willing to do anything to keep him from going completly bored. Only thing he actually cherishes in his life is his cell phone, which he uses every day to type up what he should of done rather then he did. He likes thinking about what would happen if he was to do this instead of that and types out what might of been. All and all he really hates his life and his peaceful life style.
weapon: Dagger (knife)
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Name: Yumiko Umehara
Gender: Female
Weapon Type: Stun Items
Personality: Happy and cheerful while out in public and with others, but when she's alone she turns very inward and sadistic.
Appearance:
Background: Yumiko was the second of two children in her family. She had an other brother, who was age 7 when she was born. Her father was an average salary-man, and her mother was an elementary school teacher. On her 7th birthday, March 16th, her family took her on a trip to see Mt. Fuji. They had decided to take the train to where they were going, and left early in the morning so that they could have a whole day of fun there.
Unfortunately, the train derailed on it's transit, causing a huge wreck. Most people died in the wreak, but Yumiko was saved as her parents were hugging her when the wreck happened. Yumiko came out of the wreck unharmed, but her family had died in the wreck. She didn't understand at that time, and sat there trying to wake up her family, with increasing sadness and tears flowing from her eyes. She was found by rescue works after a short while, as her crying led them right to her.
After the event, she was adopted into another family after the doctors made sure nothing was wrong with her. She's had a fairly peaceful year after that, besides an incident where she had suddenly started trying to attack one of her new family members.
Gender: Female
Weapon Type: Stun Items
Personality: Happy and cheerful while out in public and with others, but when she's alone she turns very inward and sadistic.
Appearance:
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Background: Yumiko was the second of two children in her family. She had an other brother, who was age 7 when she was born. Her father was an average salary-man, and her mother was an elementary school teacher. On her 7th birthday, March 16th, her family took her on a trip to see Mt. Fuji. They had decided to take the train to where they were going, and left early in the morning so that they could have a whole day of fun there.
Unfortunately, the train derailed on it's transit, causing a huge wreck. Most people died in the wreak, but Yumiko was saved as her parents were hugging her when the wreck happened. Yumiko came out of the wreck unharmed, but her family had died in the wreck. She didn't understand at that time, and sat there trying to wake up her family, with increasing sadness and tears flowing from her eyes. She was found by rescue works after a short while, as her crying led them right to her.
After the event, she was adopted into another family after the doctors made sure nothing was wrong with her. She's had a fairly peaceful year after that, besides an incident where she had suddenly started trying to attack one of her new family members.
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Very well then, we have our sixth player. I'll discuss the matter further on Skype but I propose we start either tommorrow or monday? What's people's thoughts on that?
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((Please use OOC when speaking in the RP. Better yet, go to the discussion thread here.)) Only post things related to the RP here, i.e. character sheets and RP posts.))
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Lt. Rand0m wrote...
Requesting a spot, just need some time to work out a character sheet and whatnot...All good and well :). We'll extend it to 7(with the 8th being our NPC-Moderator Deus. I don't think we honestly expected seven players and I'm really thrilled.)
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Name: Kishimoto Arika
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Weapon: Staff (Blunt Weapon)
Personality: Kishimoto Arika is a girl full of contradictions. She says that she hates violence but admits that she feels the best when she is fighting in a match. She is quiet with strangers but is bright, loud and sometimes blunt with the people she’s familiar with. She has an unshakeable loyalty to those she calls her friends and a strong sense of right and wrong to accompany it, but at the same time she is more than willing to perform underhanded acts if it will mean the downfall of her enemies.
Background: Arika was raised under the Kishimoto style of BÅjutsu, otherwise known as the art of fighting with a staff. Her rigorous training was accelerated by her nature talent in martial arts, and by the time she entered high school she was already a 2nd Dan BÅjutsu master. She also managed to develop and maintain strong study habits despite her upbringing, and as a result her intelligence is as developed as her martial prowess, if not slightly more. This manifests itself in her battle style, where she analyzes her opponent’s movements and devises quick and efficient methods to bring about her victory while evading her opponent’s strikes as she concocts her strategies. To supplement her battle prowess, she extensively studied the human body and its weakest areas, and is familiar with ways to disable limbs with her attacks. She also learned how to make bandages with the basest of materials and how to makes curative salves, knowledge which was necessary for emergencies in the bÅjutsu dojo.
However, for all of her intelligence, her social skills are extremely lacking. Her seemingly strict personality masks a strong nervousness when conversing with unfamiliar people and her inability to carry a conversation makes her seem unsociable. However, the few who took the time to get to know Arika will tell you that she has quite a cheery and warm disposition, but will also admit that she engages the people that she does not like with a healthy amount of caution. Overall, Kishimoto Arika is a person who is very easy to like and is extremely loyal, if you can get to know her well enough to become her friend.
Appearance: Short brown hair which is often tied up in a ponytail. Her battle outfit consists of a purple spandex onepiece with short sleeves and short leg coverage, a sleeveless blue kimono top with a blue lacquered bamboo breastplate, a yellow obi with an orange ribbon, her uniform skirt, leather gloves with metal armguards and regular sneakers. Her staff is made from a light steel alloy specially made for Kishimoto bÅjutsu practitioners. It is highly durable and weatherproof while also providing flexibility and ease of use.
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Weapon: Staff (Blunt Weapon)
Personality: Kishimoto Arika is a girl full of contradictions. She says that she hates violence but admits that she feels the best when she is fighting in a match. She is quiet with strangers but is bright, loud and sometimes blunt with the people she’s familiar with. She has an unshakeable loyalty to those she calls her friends and a strong sense of right and wrong to accompany it, but at the same time she is more than willing to perform underhanded acts if it will mean the downfall of her enemies.
Background: Arika was raised under the Kishimoto style of BÅjutsu, otherwise known as the art of fighting with a staff. Her rigorous training was accelerated by her nature talent in martial arts, and by the time she entered high school she was already a 2nd Dan BÅjutsu master. She also managed to develop and maintain strong study habits despite her upbringing, and as a result her intelligence is as developed as her martial prowess, if not slightly more. This manifests itself in her battle style, where she analyzes her opponent’s movements and devises quick and efficient methods to bring about her victory while evading her opponent’s strikes as she concocts her strategies. To supplement her battle prowess, she extensively studied the human body and its weakest areas, and is familiar with ways to disable limbs with her attacks. She also learned how to make bandages with the basest of materials and how to makes curative salves, knowledge which was necessary for emergencies in the bÅjutsu dojo.
However, for all of her intelligence, her social skills are extremely lacking. Her seemingly strict personality masks a strong nervousness when conversing with unfamiliar people and her inability to carry a conversation makes her seem unsociable. However, the few who took the time to get to know Arika will tell you that she has quite a cheery and warm disposition, but will also admit that she engages the people that she does not like with a healthy amount of caution. Overall, Kishimoto Arika is a person who is very easy to like and is extremely loyal, if you can get to know her well enough to become her friend.
Appearance: Short brown hair which is often tied up in a ponytail. Her battle outfit consists of a purple spandex onepiece with short sleeves and short leg coverage, a sleeveless blue kimono top with a blue lacquered bamboo breastplate, a yellow obi with an orange ribbon, her uniform skirt, leather gloves with metal armguards and regular sneakers. Her staff is made from a light steel alloy specially made for Kishimoto bÅjutsu practitioners. It is highly durable and weatherproof while also providing flexibility and ease of use.
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((Here you go. This will be the starting post. Your characters can do anything until I announce the start of round one.))
The sound of a keyboard rings in a certain space. This space does not exist in reality but is a space where all Time and Space originates. It is the Throne of Time.
In the middle of the room, a large figure sat on what looks like a throne. The large figure could be seen tapping rapidly at a machine in front of him. This figure is none other that Deus Ex Machina, God of Time and Space.
A small beeping sound came from the machine and Deus stopped his hands. Deus then pressed a certain button on the keyboard and seven screens popped out.
"It is that time again. 10,000 years have finally passed. The time is now right for the 'selection'. Let these seven fight to claim the Throne of Time. The winner shall be named God of Time and Space, the ultimate being of reality, while the loser shall forever be doomed to wander the endless Rift of Time and suffer for an eternity."
Deus looked briefly at each screens and sent a message to each candidates' cell phone.
"Congratulations, you have been chosen to be a participant in the survival game, Throne of Time. Within 3 days, you will be killing 6 other participants to gain the ultimate prize, the right to be named God of Time and Space. For now, you will be given your "Future Diary" to use. The Future Diary will predict your future and you are given 3 days to get use to it before you are summoned. Take care of your Future diary as if they break, you will die as well. I wish you luck, [Insert contestant number]"
Katsuro Kaneko(1st)
Silmeria Cecilia(2nd)
Dominic Dietrich(3rd)
Igawa Asagi(4th)
Diachi Himura(5th)
Yumiko Umehara(6th)
Kishimoto Arika(7th)
The sound of a keyboard rings in a certain space. This space does not exist in reality but is a space where all Time and Space originates. It is the Throne of Time.
In the middle of the room, a large figure sat on what looks like a throne. The large figure could be seen tapping rapidly at a machine in front of him. This figure is none other that Deus Ex Machina, God of Time and Space.
A small beeping sound came from the machine and Deus stopped his hands. Deus then pressed a certain button on the keyboard and seven screens popped out.
"It is that time again. 10,000 years have finally passed. The time is now right for the 'selection'. Let these seven fight to claim the Throne of Time. The winner shall be named God of Time and Space, the ultimate being of reality, while the loser shall forever be doomed to wander the endless Rift of Time and suffer for an eternity."
Deus looked briefly at each screens and sent a message to each candidates' cell phone.
"Congratulations, you have been chosen to be a participant in the survival game, Throne of Time. Within 3 days, you will be killing 6 other participants to gain the ultimate prize, the right to be named God of Time and Space. For now, you will be given your "Future Diary" to use. The Future Diary will predict your future and you are given 3 days to get use to it before you are summoned. Take care of your Future diary as if they break, you will die as well. I wish you luck, [Insert contestant number]"
Katsuro Kaneko(1st)
Silmeria Cecilia(2nd)
Dominic Dietrich(3rd)
Igawa Asagi(4th)
Diachi Himura(5th)
Yumiko Umehara(6th)
Kishimoto Arika(7th)
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Cinia Pacifica
Ojou-sama Writer
Silmeria decided to take leisure on the restaurant, "Mademoiselle. What would you like to have for breakfast today?", the Waiter inquired. Weird, she thought. Was she in a French restaurant? She barely gave the title of the restaurant a glance, perhaps she was. [color=#0000A0]"I've had my braekfast already though... so a cup of earl tea would do."[/color]
Silmeria read to herself silently, [color=#0000A0]"The Waiter tripped! The tea fell on my left arm, it's so hot that it burned my skin... This hurts a lot. I'm gonna charge that bastard for ruining my pretty flashy dress!"[/color]. Silmeria quickly withdrew her hand away from the table, and the Waiter accidentally spilled the tea on the table, specifically; where her left arm was placed.
[color=#0000A0]"Service quality is so poor here,"[/color] Silmeria made an immediate comment. [color=#0000A0]"Get me another cup. And I'm NOT paying for this,"[/color] she announced. The Waiter run off with a "Right away, Mademoiselle!". Perhaps he was more worried about losing his job. Silmeria looked through her diary; no new entries.
Putting her elbow on the table, then taking her palm upwards, Silmeria rested her head as she waited for her tea now. Expecting no more follies of the Waiter, she witnessed the Waiter coming into the scene. Well, that was fast, earlier than expected. At least something was good, the services are fast delivered, she thought. The Waiter placed it perfectly; no mistakes.
Silmeria looked through her diary; no new entries. She could now relax. Silmeria gave a sigh of relief and drank her tea. Looking at the time, it was already past 7:30 am. [color=#0000A0]"Oh my, it's almost time to get back on my path,"[/color] her classes on the academy awaited her.
Silmeria payed the bill, then got out of the restaurant and entered her car. Now, she was about to be escorted to her academy.
Silmeria read to herself silently, [color=#0000A0]"The Waiter tripped! The tea fell on my left arm, it's so hot that it burned my skin... This hurts a lot. I'm gonna charge that bastard for ruining my pretty flashy dress!"[/color]. Silmeria quickly withdrew her hand away from the table, and the Waiter accidentally spilled the tea on the table, specifically; where her left arm was placed.
[color=#0000A0]"Service quality is so poor here,"[/color] Silmeria made an immediate comment. [color=#0000A0]"Get me another cup. And I'm NOT paying for this,"[/color] she announced. The Waiter run off with a "Right away, Mademoiselle!". Perhaps he was more worried about losing his job. Silmeria looked through her diary; no new entries.
Putting her elbow on the table, then taking her palm upwards, Silmeria rested her head as she waited for her tea now. Expecting no more follies of the Waiter, she witnessed the Waiter coming into the scene. Well, that was fast, earlier than expected. At least something was good, the services are fast delivered, she thought. The Waiter placed it perfectly; no mistakes.
Silmeria looked through her diary; no new entries. She could now relax. Silmeria gave a sigh of relief and drank her tea. Looking at the time, it was already past 7:30 am. [color=#0000A0]"Oh my, it's almost time to get back on my path,"[/color] her classes on the academy awaited her.
Silmeria payed the bill, then got out of the restaurant and entered her car. Now, she was about to be escorted to her academy.
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[color=#3BB9FF]"Hmm... I don't like this, not at all..."[/color]
Kishimoto Arika furrowed her eyebrows as she pondered the events that had transpired earlier in the morning, doing so as she sat on the floor of her family's dojo in seiza position, dressed in her martial arts uniform. The cryptic message that she had received foretold a battle to the death for a strange title that she had never heard of before. God of Time and Space? What sort of weird sci-fi stuff is that? She shifted her weight slightly as the thought crossed her mind.
Of course, she had been tempted to write off the odd message as a hoax. It sounded so obviously fake, sounded like such a lie that most people would have ignored it... and besides, she wanted to think positively. She wanted to think that it was just some weird joke and that everything would be okay, like she normally would. Even so, the moment she was about to give in to that idea, her instincts flared. They cried out like never before and told her to not take the warning lightly.
Yes... she had come to accept the possibility that the message was actually a warning, that this strange fight to the death between her and six others could happen. As confusing as the message was, she had decided that she could not treat the message lightly, even though she wanted to.
Because when her instincts told her that something was wrong, they were usually right.
She thought about the message more and more, and as she did more concerns began appearing in her thoughts. What would she do if bystanders became involved in her battle? What if she encountered a firearms user? What would she do if one of her friends were targeted or held hostage? What she would do if her friends became her targets? What she would do if-
[color=#3BB9FF]"No! No more of these creepy thoughts! Enough is enough!"[/color]
As a torrent of questions began flooding her mind, Arika exhaled sharply and forced her mind clear. Picking up her staff from its place beside her, she took her battle stance and prepared to perform the first ten forms of the Kishimoto bÅjutsu style.
Yes, she had many things to think about. And she would address them in due time.
But for now, the time is not for her to be thinking.
For now, it is time for her to train.
Kishimoto Arika furrowed her eyebrows as she pondered the events that had transpired earlier in the morning, doing so as she sat on the floor of her family's dojo in seiza position, dressed in her martial arts uniform. The cryptic message that she had received foretold a battle to the death for a strange title that she had never heard of before. God of Time and Space? What sort of weird sci-fi stuff is that? She shifted her weight slightly as the thought crossed her mind.
Of course, she had been tempted to write off the odd message as a hoax. It sounded so obviously fake, sounded like such a lie that most people would have ignored it... and besides, she wanted to think positively. She wanted to think that it was just some weird joke and that everything would be okay, like she normally would. Even so, the moment she was about to give in to that idea, her instincts flared. They cried out like never before and told her to not take the warning lightly.
Yes... she had come to accept the possibility that the message was actually a warning, that this strange fight to the death between her and six others could happen. As confusing as the message was, she had decided that she could not treat the message lightly, even though she wanted to.
Because when her instincts told her that something was wrong, they were usually right.
She thought about the message more and more, and as she did more concerns began appearing in her thoughts. What would she do if bystanders became involved in her battle? What if she encountered a firearms user? What would she do if one of her friends were targeted or held hostage? What she would do if her friends became her targets? What she would do if-
[color=#3BB9FF]"No! No more of these creepy thoughts! Enough is enough!"[/color]
As a torrent of questions began flooding her mind, Arika exhaled sharply and forced her mind clear. Picking up her staff from its place beside her, she took her battle stance and prepared to perform the first ten forms of the Kishimoto bÅjutsu style.
Yes, she had many things to think about. And she would address them in due time.
But for now, the time is not for her to be thinking.
For now, it is time for her to train.
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1/30/2012 7:00 A.M. Home-Tokyo, Japan
Katsuro Kaneko was twisting and twirling a Black Rose, admiring it’s hidden beauty. To many, they think of darkness as a eyesore but not him. Katsuro loved the darkness and all it brought, sliding a finger deliberately onto the thorn he cut his finger and moaned in ectasy, sucking on his finger and his blood and he smirked deliciously. “Darkness is Eternal Beauty, Darkness is Sacred. Darkness is Love.” Katsuro whispered to himself, his face flushing a deep red as his diary began to type in a weird message all on it’s own.
"Congratulations, you have been chosen to be a participant in the survival game, Throne of Time. Within 3 days, you will be killing 6 other participants to gain the ultimate prize, the right to be named God of Time and Space. For now, you will be given your "Future Diary" to use. The Future Diary will predict your future and you are given 3 days to get use to it before you are summoned. Take care of your Future diary as if they break, you will die as well. I wish you luck, First.”
†˜What in the world is this? Survival Game? Future Diaries? Well, whatever. It’ll at least be something to do.’ Katsuro thought to himself as he walked over to his closet and punched in a few keys opening up a secret compartment where all sorts of bombs from the 18th century to the present were kept. †˜Maybe I can actually use some of these?’ Katsuro wondered as he packed a few big bombs, remote-controlled bombs and even some specially cased liquid explosives.
He wore a bright blue shirt and brown khaki pants as he changed his demeanor completely from the sadistic psychotic gothic to the intellectual everyone thought he was.
“Good morning, mother, sister.” He said rather nonchalantly and his mother and sister responded in kind and as they ate breakfast, he smiled. †˜As always Mother cooks good for us’ He burped and he patted his stomach in contentment and his mother chided him “Katsuro-kun, manners.” “Yes, I’m sorry, Mother.” He said and then he waved them off
“I’m off”, he ignored them saying goodbye and such and as he was walking alone he knew he had no friends or comrades. But that’s okay, as long as he had Darkness. He took out a Black Rose from his backpack and he stared at it intensely, as if it were a woman as his face once again blushed a deep red as he sniffed it’s scent and he slid his hand on his cheeks in admiration for it.
“I love you, Darkness.” He whispered in pleasure as once he was nearing the gates of the Academy he put the rose away and changed his demeanor.
Katsuro Kaneko was twisting and twirling a Black Rose, admiring it’s hidden beauty. To many, they think of darkness as a eyesore but not him. Katsuro loved the darkness and all it brought, sliding a finger deliberately onto the thorn he cut his finger and moaned in ectasy, sucking on his finger and his blood and he smirked deliciously. “Darkness is Eternal Beauty, Darkness is Sacred. Darkness is Love.” Katsuro whispered to himself, his face flushing a deep red as his diary began to type in a weird message all on it’s own.
"Congratulations, you have been chosen to be a participant in the survival game, Throne of Time. Within 3 days, you will be killing 6 other participants to gain the ultimate prize, the right to be named God of Time and Space. For now, you will be given your "Future Diary" to use. The Future Diary will predict your future and you are given 3 days to get use to it before you are summoned. Take care of your Future diary as if they break, you will die as well. I wish you luck, First.”
†˜What in the world is this? Survival Game? Future Diaries? Well, whatever. It’ll at least be something to do.’ Katsuro thought to himself as he walked over to his closet and punched in a few keys opening up a secret compartment where all sorts of bombs from the 18th century to the present were kept. †˜Maybe I can actually use some of these?’ Katsuro wondered as he packed a few big bombs, remote-controlled bombs and even some specially cased liquid explosives.
He wore a bright blue shirt and brown khaki pants as he changed his demeanor completely from the sadistic psychotic gothic to the intellectual everyone thought he was.
“Good morning, mother, sister.” He said rather nonchalantly and his mother and sister responded in kind and as they ate breakfast, he smiled. †˜As always Mother cooks good for us’ He burped and he patted his stomach in contentment and his mother chided him “Katsuro-kun, manners.” “Yes, I’m sorry, Mother.” He said and then he waved them off
“I’m off”, he ignored them saying goodbye and such and as he was walking alone he knew he had no friends or comrades. But that’s okay, as long as he had Darkness. He took out a Black Rose from his backpack and he stared at it intensely, as if it were a woman as his face once again blushed a deep red as he sniffed it’s scent and he slid his hand on his cheeks in admiration for it.
“I love you, Darkness.” He whispered in pleasure as once he was nearing the gates of the Academy he put the rose away and changed his demeanor.
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It was 7:30am, when someone decided to knock on Yumiko's door. There was no answer, so the person opened the door slightly. The light from the doorway light up the completely dark room, where there were black out curtains hanging from every window. This is how it was every morning. Someone would come up to Yumiko's room at 7:30, before the last person left for the day, and make sure she was awake. They would come to the same setting everyday as well. A dark room, a complete mess from things being strewn everywhere, and Yumiko sitting on the floor, drawing pictures. No one ever wanted to know what she was drawing, as everyone had decided to let her do what she wanted since that incident one year ago.
[color=#800080]"They always do the same thing every day, don't they... Onii-chan~. They come and make sure your dear sister is awake, and then leave. That's not very nice of them, right... Onii-chan~."[/color], Yumiko says to her long dead brother. And as she does so, Yumiko gets up from where she was sitting and goes over to her bed. On top of her bed, was a doll Yumiko had started using as a medium for her brother. In her eyes, it was her brother.
[color=#800080]"But what was worse, was that you had to leave me all alone here... Onii-chan~."[/color], Yumiko says as she picks up the doll. [color=#800080]"Why did you leave me all alone... Onii-chan~? You said you'd be with me to protect me always."[/color], Yumiko says as she leaves her room with the doll in her hands.
She keeps talking to the doll as she works her way down stairs and to the room underneath the stairs. There, Yumiko had a variety of toys... torture toys. She put her doll down, and attached a car battery to it. It didn't do anything, but she thought it always did.
[color=#800080]"Why Onii-chan? Why! You said you'd be here to protect me! You said you'd never leave me alone! So why! Why aren't you here!"[/color], Yumiko starts screaming as she imagines the doll convulsing and getting burned by the electricity.
As her temper dies down, she starts crying. [color=#800080]"Onii-chan~... *hick*... I loved you so much onii-chan... *hick*... I loved you as much as mother and father... I tried to do everything for you... *hick*...[/color], Yumiko talks to herself as she cries.
It goes on for a couple minutes, and then Yumiko wipes her eyes, grabs the doll (after discharging it), and goes out to the living room. It's now 8 in the morning, as she sits down at the table to eat the breakfast they left for her. After she gets done eating, she walks over to the living room and opens the little book she keeps for writing down imaginary stories of what her onii-chan was doing.
[color=#800080]"I don't remember this story being in here..."[/color], Yumiko says as she flashbacks to last night.
A great person came to her in her dreams and told her that she would be competing with other people for the title of God of Space and Time. She didn't know what that was, so she asked. She got the answer that she would be God. Able to do what she would please, is what she took away from that dream.
[color=#800080]"Yeah... that's right. I have a chance to bring you back Onii-chan~. Isn't that great?"[/color], Yumiko says to her doll as her mood turns to merriment.
[color=#800080]"They always do the same thing every day, don't they... Onii-chan~. They come and make sure your dear sister is awake, and then leave. That's not very nice of them, right... Onii-chan~."[/color], Yumiko says to her long dead brother. And as she does so, Yumiko gets up from where she was sitting and goes over to her bed. On top of her bed, was a doll Yumiko had started using as a medium for her brother. In her eyes, it was her brother.
[color=#800080]"But what was worse, was that you had to leave me all alone here... Onii-chan~."[/color], Yumiko says as she picks up the doll. [color=#800080]"Why did you leave me all alone... Onii-chan~? You said you'd be with me to protect me always."[/color], Yumiko says as she leaves her room with the doll in her hands.
She keeps talking to the doll as she works her way down stairs and to the room underneath the stairs. There, Yumiko had a variety of toys... torture toys. She put her doll down, and attached a car battery to it. It didn't do anything, but she thought it always did.
[color=#800080]"Why Onii-chan? Why! You said you'd be here to protect me! You said you'd never leave me alone! So why! Why aren't you here!"[/color], Yumiko starts screaming as she imagines the doll convulsing and getting burned by the electricity.
As her temper dies down, she starts crying. [color=#800080]"Onii-chan~... *hick*... I loved you so much onii-chan... *hick*... I loved you as much as mother and father... I tried to do everything for you... *hick*...[/color], Yumiko talks to herself as she cries.
It goes on for a couple minutes, and then Yumiko wipes her eyes, grabs the doll (after discharging it), and goes out to the living room. It's now 8 in the morning, as she sits down at the table to eat the breakfast they left for her. After she gets done eating, she walks over to the living room and opens the little book she keeps for writing down imaginary stories of what her onii-chan was doing.
[color=#800080]"I don't remember this story being in here..."[/color], Yumiko says as she flashbacks to last night.
A great person came to her in her dreams and told her that she would be competing with other people for the title of God of Space and Time. She didn't know what that was, so she asked. She got the answer that she would be God. Able to do what she would please, is what she took away from that dream.
[color=#800080]"Yeah... that's right. I have a chance to bring you back Onii-chan~. Isn't that great?"[/color], Yumiko says to her doll as her mood turns to merriment.
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"I wish you luck, fifth" end of message
[color=red]"Haha, what an interesting message."[/color] I said out loud in the arcade. My expression turns dark, [color=#9D0A0A]"Oh, how I wish this was true..."[/color] I click a button and was about to delete the spam, when suddenly I got another message, but not any message, a self typed message from my phone, which startled me. [color=red]"Woah, whats going on here?" [/color]I read the message, which seems to be a two part message...weird.
"Delete message: It will end fast. Keep Message: You won't be bored.". I almost drop the phone, it was almost, no, it did know I was going to delete it. I take one more glance at my message...future diary, huh. I close my phone. [color=red]"Well, if Im going to believe this weird message, I better take precautions." [/color]said once more out loud. I look at the time, [color=red]"Fuck, its that late already...going to miss lunch!" [/color]I grab my bag and head to school.
[color=red]"Haha, what an interesting message."[/color] I said out loud in the arcade. My expression turns dark, [color=#9D0A0A]"Oh, how I wish this was true..."[/color] I click a button and was about to delete the spam, when suddenly I got another message, but not any message, a self typed message from my phone, which startled me. [color=red]"Woah, whats going on here?" [/color]I read the message, which seems to be a two part message...weird.
"Delete message: It will end fast. Keep Message: You won't be bored.". I almost drop the phone, it was almost, no, it did know I was going to delete it. I take one more glance at my message...future diary, huh. I close my phone. [color=red]"Well, if Im going to believe this weird message, I better take precautions." [/color]said once more out loud. I look at the time, [color=red]"Fuck, its that late already...going to miss lunch!" [/color]I grab my bag and head to school.
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Cinia Pacifica
Ojou-sama Writer
After Silmeria boarded her vehicle, which waited for her to enter. The car drove straight after the driver was ordered to have her reach the academy. Silmeria put her hand on her left cheek again, she gave a dead look out towards the pavement, like always. She is always like this, it's as though she's always... bored. Silmeria looked over the digital watch on the car and it was almost 8 am now, almost time for school now. Silmeria pondered as to when the car will stop and she'll make her elegant appearance into the premises; it's always amusing to watch people give the star-filled stares.
After about 5 minutes, the car stopped before the grand gates on the academy, Silmeria's right leg firmly landed on the ground, after her driver opened the door for her, keeping his other hand on his chest; a pose of loyalty. Silmeria then stood up, her bag on her both her arms, in a neat and properly manner; she started her walk towards the large building, far away after a long road leading to it. Silmeria's eyes stayed down, as she must always maintain her outlook. It's as the scene itself around her shined with angels bestowing with blessings with their presence around her.
The bell was about to ring, classes are to commence soon. She must go to her class and take a seat.
After about 5 minutes, the car stopped before the grand gates on the academy, Silmeria's right leg firmly landed on the ground, after her driver opened the door for her, keeping his other hand on his chest; a pose of loyalty. Silmeria then stood up, her bag on her both her arms, in a neat and properly manner; she started her walk towards the large building, far away after a long road leading to it. Silmeria's eyes stayed down, as she must always maintain her outlook. It's as the scene itself around her shined with angels bestowing with blessings with their presence around her.
The bell was about to ring, classes are to commence soon. She must go to her class and take a seat.
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The sudden commotion at the front entrance of the academy signaled the arrival of the person Arika had been waiting for. She had only met this person once before, but her normal nervousness towards speaking to unfamiliars was dwarfed by her desire to finish what had been interrupted in their previous encounter; in fact, she had been so eager to meet this person once again that she had arrived at the Academy a whole fifteen minutes earlier than normal.
As she spotted the distinguished head of silver hair emerge from the courtyard of the school, Arika left the corner which she had been hiding behind, placed herself in the immediate path of her target and bowed in greeting as she uttered the words [color=#3BB9FF]"Good morning, Cecilia-san. Would you be willing to duel me once again after school today?"[/color]
As she spotted the distinguished head of silver hair emerge from the courtyard of the school, Arika left the corner which she had been hiding behind, placed herself in the immediate path of her target and bowed in greeting as she uttered the words [color=#3BB9FF]"Good morning, Cecilia-san. Would you be willing to duel me once again after school today?"[/color]