Naruto Saigen Roleplay

<r><BIG><s>[big]</s><BIG><s>[big]</s><BIG><s>[big]</s><CENTER><s>[center]</s>Strength I<e>[/center]</e></CENTER><e>[/big]</e></BIG><e>[/big]</e></BIG><e>[/big]</e></BIG><br/> <br/> Shin woke up in a daze to his father sitting at the end of his bed, looking at him expectantly. Looking down, Shin saw ...

I use Carux on my laptop when I'm on battery save mode because all the other skins are a b^tch and a half to see when you're outside with the backlight off.

But I voted for Vox because that's my default.

<r><SPOILER spoiler="Request"><s>[spoiler=Request]</s><URL url="https://www.narutosaigen.com/forums/viewtopic.php?&t=4799662/1/#new"><s>[url]</s><LINK_TEXT text="viewtopic.php?&t=4799662/1/#new">https://www.narutosaigen.com/forums/viewtopic.php?&t=4799662/1/#new</LINK_TEXT><e>[/url]</e><...

<r><BIG><s>[big]</s><BIG><s>[big]</s><BIG><s>[big]</s><B><s>[b]</s></B><CENTER><s>[center]</s><B>Speed I</B><e>[/center]</e></CENTER><i>[/b]</i><e>[/big]</e></BIG><e>[/big]</e></BIG><e>[/big]</e></BIG><br/> <br/> <COLOR color="tan"><s>[color=tan]</s>"You're gonna have to do better than that if you p...

<r>A quick search around the completely open area by the building would reveal, as expected, nothing worthy of note. <br/> <br/> <br/> <COLOR color="brown"><s>[color=brown]</s>"Campaign?"<e>[/color]</e></COLOR> there was a snort of incredulity in Daigoro's voice, <COLOR color="brown"><s>[color=brown...

<r>Looking more than a little unsure of themselves (and perhaps of their protector), the group retired to their mounts, waiting on Geno before one took the carriage reins and the other 4 positioned their horses in a square around the carriage. <br/> <br/> <COLOR color="brown"><s>[color=brown]</s>"Al...

It's called Black Mamba, and it is delicious.

<r>There was awkward shuffling and silence as the five men looked at the ground. None of them was keen to admit that they were farmers and not much more, seeking to prove themselves in the eyes of their leader, but without any real way to do it. <br/> <br/> Sensing this, Geno spoke.<br/> <br/> <COLO...

<r>There was a moment of incredulous silence as the little group stared at Ryura, trying to digest the redundancy of his statement. Of course he was there to protect them, he was a bodyguard shinobi who specialized in escorts. They'd hired him with that express purpose in mind.<br/> <br/> The voice ...

<r>The horses were ready, the carriage was waiting, and the mood outside the little concrete building was palpably anxious. <br/> <br/> <COLOR color="brown"><s>[color=brown]</s>"Where is that damn shinobi? He should <I><s>[i]</s>be<e>[/i]</e></I> here by now."<e>[/color]</e></COLOR> a stocky man in ...

<t>Boro couldn't afford the luxury of anger and small talk, and he didn't know the meaning of the word "mad". If Mamoru felt any pain upon contact with the thug's skull, he didn't show it. By the time Boro had made it to his feet, Mamoru was on top of him again, a flurry of jabs aimed at the big man...

<r>Large targets. If Mamoru took joy in violence, which he didn't, it would be in those individuals who labored under the delusion that their size made them strong. The fleshy ones such as this made a rewarding smacking sound when his fists connected, usually miliseconds before they were sent flying...

<r>Typical Riku. Mamoru had passed many evenings by the campfire like this; Riku would approach a problem using Mamoru as her sounding board, talk through the problem, solve it, and in doing so create two more. Always a step ahead, always another to take. That was how Riku's mind worked, which was g...

<r><COLOR color="yellowgreen"><s>[color=yellowgreen]</s><B><s>[b]</s>"Let's rest. It's getting dark."<e>[/b]</e></B><e>[/color]</e></COLOR><br/> <br/> <COLOR color="peru"><s>[color=peru]</s>"Okay."<e>[/color]</e></COLOR><br/> <br/> She was at it again: reassuring him. Maybe not in what she said, but...

<r>The normal forest sounds were silenced by a deafening howl, which might have been enough to stop a more cautious individual in their tracks. Mamoru on the other hand, merely shifted his direction marginally and shot through the trees toward an open clearing. In the moments before he approached, a...

Oushi gets 8 tails. I mean, his NAME is Ox.

<t>Most people, after flying into a rage or fit of emotion, will find themselves much calmer after a few minutes of quiet reflection.<br/> <br/> Mamoru was not one such person. As he practically flew along the forest floor, scattering shrubs and their inhabitants alike, his piercing glare scanned th...

Eis hates it. Chess it is.

<r><COLOR color="peru"><s>[color=peru]</s>"...Okay."<e>[/color]</e></COLOR> Mamoru muttered at the ground sullenly. <br/> <br/> That was a lie. From the corner of one eye, Mamoru watched as Riku turned and made her way back toward the village, his face a canvas of terror and anxiety stemming from th...

<r>Wait, was Riku... leaving him? No. No no no. This was not okay. Sure, he'd gotten better at coping without Riku in the last couple of years, but she was always somewhere safe, sequestered away atop Vagrant Hill where no one could reach her. <br/> <br/> On a pedestal where she belonged. <br/> <br/...

<r>Business as usual. Out of the corner of his eye, Mamoru watched as Riku laid a bevvy of her usual traps, the same ones that littered the ground and trails around Vagrant Hill. <br/> <br/> "<B><s>[b]</s><COLOR color="yellowgreen"><s>[color=yellowgreen]</s>Mamoru, let's go,<e>[/color]</e></COLOR><e...

So you made him a Fujiha?

<t>Only viscerally aware of the conversation going on behind him, Mamoru nimbly took to a nearby rooftop, still scanning the horizon for signs of life. Riku had things handled on the ground; his only concern was an outside factor butting in and ruining things for them.<br/> <br/> Of course, he was c...

<t>Mamoru listened as Riku tried to talk sense into the villagers. As usual, she said what he was thinking, but in a way that only she could express. The way her hands moved, the look in her eyes; the girl breathed passion. Meanwhile, Mamoru had trouble with smiling at people at appropriate times. I...

<r>Mamoru still didn't get it. Why had they left the village? Why wasn't someone there to protect it? And why were they so worried about dying now when they had no reason to believe they wouldn't win? People really were unfathomable in the things they feared. <br/> <br/> Same as it ever was; Mamoru ...

<r>"<B><s>[b]</s><COLOR color="yellowgreen"><s>[color=yellowgreen]</s>No breaking anything but them,<e>[/color]</e></COLOR><e>[/b]</e></B>"<br/> <br/> Mamoru frowned visibly as Riku admonished him. It was true that he didn't carry a weapon, but during fights he was rather fond of using anything that...

<r><COLOR color="lightblue"><s>[color=lightblue]</s>"You did what?!"<e>[/color]</e></COLOR> Kouu's patently austere face belied his incredulous tone as he leveled an icy glare at his father, standing in the doorway of the teen's basement workshop.<br/> <br/> <COLOR color="#5a70b3"><s>[color=#5a70b3]...

<t>[OoC: Dude, like nothing to post to at all...]<br/> <br/> An avid people watcher himself, Mamoru dispassionately watched the men making their tearful goodbyes. Why were they being so morose about the task ahead of them? Didn't they intend to win? Otherwise, why attempt it in the first place? What...

<t>A genuine smile crossed Mamoru's face as the old man responded to his request with what he perceived as compliance before turning his beaming expression onto Riku as if to say, "Look! It works!"<br/> <br/> The ale, served in a largish mug, was guzzled down hastily with a joyful gurgling noise as ...

<r>Following Riku's lead, Mamoru sat himself down at the bar next to her, ignoring the bartender's surly attitude for once, because an idea had occurred to him the moment Riku mentioned "travelers looking for a drink". <br/> <br/> <COLOR color="peru"><s>[color=peru]</s>"Might I procure a glass of yo...

<r>Mamoru's gaze traveled slowly over the little group as the village leader spoke, finally settling on the man himself with a mixture of curiosity and disappointment; here was a man in the prime of his strength, or at least his age: so scared of a threat that he'd all but begged Riku to help them. ...

<r>Mamoru raised an eyebrow as Riku admonished him about the dangers of... wolves? Mamoru and Riku made a regular habit of hunting for their food; not only had they come across several packs of wolves in their two years in tea country, but Mamoru had been forced to slaughter at least one pack leader...

<r><COLOR color="peru"><s>[color=peru]</s>"Okay." <e>[/color]</e></COLOR><br/> <br/> Mamoru had little to no real interest in this mission, but Riku was there, so it followed that Mamoru would be on her heels. Although it <I><s>[i]</s>had<e>[/i]</e></I> been two years since the teen had been in a se...

<r>Mamoru flopped down outside his tent, panting happily and sweating heavily. He was done training for a few hours. Reaching inside, he pulled out his new book and a hardy looking piece of bread. Tearing of a bite of bread and grinding through the tough confection, he opened the book to the page he...

<r>Mamoru had just enough time to stow his newly acquired book into his waistband, make a quick bow to the vendor, grab his treasure chest of chocolate love and trot off after Riku, whose brisk march and sudden change in demeanor frightened the teen more than a little. <br/> <br/> Here, Mamoru's own...

<t>Seeing Kenta, Mamoru trotted promptly over, recognizing the man simply as his most reliable supplier of chocolate and a generally nice person. Normally, Mamoru was not especially trusting of anyone outside of Riku, but like Riku he had become accustomed to the comings and goings of the little vil...

Yeah, feel free to use any of mine. I wouldn't want to recycle them if I were someone else anyway.

<r><COLOR color="peru"><s>[color=peru]</s>"Okay..."<e>[/color]</e></COLOR> Mamoru sounded only slightly dejected as he stood<br/> <br/> Mamoru was somewhat sure that it hadn't been very long, but it was also fairly common practice for him to lose track of time while reading; he assumed that had happ...

<r><COLOR color="peru"><s>[color=peru]</s>"M."<e>[/color]</e></COLOR> <br/> <br/> Mamoru acknowledged Riku's presence with a pleasant grunt and turned another page, showing a picture of an aging man sitting cross legged in the floor of a room, surrounded by books. In the back corner of the room was ...

<r><COLOR color="orchid"><s>[color=orchid]</s>"I would tell you to be patient, but it's possible he'll never say a word about it."<e>[/color]</e></COLOR> the old woman shook her head slowly. <br/> <br/> <COLOR color="orchid"><s>[color=orchid]</s>"When I was young, my village was destroyed by a band ...