Naruto Saigen Roleplay

<r>Whether it was the smell of bleach or the light streaming into his eyes that woke him up he wasn’t sure, but as his eyelids fluttered just enough to look up all Ryosuke saw was a wall of white. He gingerly rolled his head on the lumpy, uncomfortable pillow and followed the source of the light to ...

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<r>Forest green eyes surveyed the bustling streets below, the wind tussling dark brown hair. Ryosuke sighed and run his fingers through the long tresses before letting it go and taking his foot off the top of the power line he was considering running along. He was standing above the shopping distric...

<r>Okay… this was not going well. A swollen green eye surveyed the landscape from his vantage point… on the ground. Trees were scorched, the ground was muddy in areas and burnt to a crisp in others. Ryosuke’s fingers twitched as he reached for his wakizashi, only a few inches away, but he could bare...

<r>It wasn’t the sudden lack of noise that drew Ryosuke’s attention away from hacking away at a stump with his wakizashi. It wasn’t even the large shadow that loomed over him. It was the smell. A combination of cheap wine and three day b.o. that made him want to vomit. It was his sister’s boyfriend,...

<r>More often than not, being woken up by a cold splash of water was the better of several alternatives in the Takahashi household. It was a sick, twisted way of waking someone up in a naturally cold place but it was preferential to having his hand covered in shaving cream and being tickled under th...

<r>Kenichi sat on the side of the teahouse, staring at the sky while he listened to the screams coming from inside. Tsuyako had cleared out house and started interrogating the man on her own. She tried to avoid involving shinobi wherever possible when it came to slaving problems. It was a nasty busi...

<r><COLOR color="darkred"><s>[color=darkred]</s>“H-huh? What the hell!?”<e>[/color]</e></COLOR><br/> <br/> Kenichi ripped his wrist free from the redhead and glared at him for a moment before he heard footsteps rushing up behind him. Two others were following them, the one who had tried to instigate...

<r>Okay… this was starting to get <I><s>[i]</s>very<e>[/i]</e></I> annoying. Fights broke out all the time here, Ken was used to it, but they were usually on the floor below in the gambling hall. <I><s>[i]</s>Not<e>[/i]</e></I> in the teahouse. The Madam usually ran a very strict ship and he started...

<r>First he had tripped over some kid just outside the teahouse, sitting right in his path. Who the fuck collapsed in front of a known gambling hall over some lemonade? Seriously. It was just pathetic. And then some girl and ran headlong into him.<br/> <br/> Ken stared at the girl that had run into ...

<r><SPOILER spoiler="Pebblestorm"><s>[spoiler=Pebblestorm]</s><B><s>[b]</s>*Pebblestorm<e>[/b]</e></B><br/> E-Ranked Ninjutsu<br/> This is a simple Doton ninjutsu. To start the ninjutsu the ninja does the needed hand seal and then throws their hand forward. This causes pebbles that are in front of t...

<r><B><s>[b]</s><U><s>[u]</s>Chapter One<e>[/u]</e></U><e>[/b]</e></B><br/> <SMALL><s>[small]</s><I><s>[i]</s>A Sleepless Night In Iwa<e>[/i]</e></I><e>[/small]</e></SMALL><br/> <br/> In almost any other village in the world, at 2 A.M, most residents would be sound asleep and enjoying comforting dre...

<r>Takeo simply sighed and shrugged. It had been a long day, his chakra was running low and had enough left for maybe one or two jutsu before he passed out. The only plus side was the rain. The genin lapped up any of the droplets that hit his lips and embraced the cool water. It was definitely a plu...

<r>Takeo swore violently when the crane started to go out of control. He wasn’t even touching anything when it had happened, taking a short break because of the very, very tiring work (the heat was draining his energy like mad). Whatever had caused it was going to pay, once Takeo had the time to inv...

<r>Takeo glared over at the massive crane as Kenzo ran him through what he would soon have to do. His gaze swapped from Haruto, to the massive pile of logs he would have to shift, and then back up at the machine he would be using. This was going to be chaotic. Takeo had not the slightest idea on how...

<r>Takeo watched as Haruto walked off towards another tree and let out a huff. That had been no help at all. Looks like he had no choice… it was time to cheat. Making sure no one could see what he was doing, he slipped a bit of paper from his hip pouch and slid it into the already half-cut down tree...

<r>Takeo glared at the axe, simply nodding to the lumberjack. He was a shinobi of the leaf. Cutting down a tree should be no problem… he hoped. Taking the axe in one hand, he went to swing it up onto his shoulder like he saw a lot of the other workers doing when walking between jobs. That was a mist...

<r>Takeo reached into his hip pouch and patted his mission scroll again. After his last failure, he was glad for a more hands-on mission. Convincing girls to go back to their boyfriends? Not in his bag of tricks. Cutting down trees like a madman however… that he could do. He flashed his scroll to th...

(>_>... Yeah, dropping this mission.)

<r><COLOR color="white"><s>[color=white]</s>"Pervert? Wait, wha-- OH SWEET MOTHER OF CHRIST!"<e>[/color]</e></COLOR><br/> <br/> Takeo whipped his hand back, sailing back onto his rear end in front of the window. He was getting sick and tired of this girl. It was time to end this. Slapping the note f...

<r>Takeo frowned. Clearly the attempt at being romantic didn't work if her shaking her head was any indicator. Was TJ not romantic then? Damn. Had to come up with soemthing, fast. His eyes widened as the window began to close; he wasn't fast enough to simply run across the yard to stop it. Time for ...

<r>Takeo forced down the urge to raise his eyebrow in curiosity. No wonder TJ wanted this girl back, she was gorgeous. Maybe this mission wouldn’t be as bad as he believed… No! No! No flirting with the target. He glanced down at his pocket, remembering the poem, and almost blushed with embarrassment...

<r>The sudden feeling of dread that filled Takeo was something that he had suffered through on numerous occasions. Someone had told his mother he had done something wrong. Crap, crap, <I><s>[i]</s>crap<e>[/i]</e></I>! He didn’t even need to look back to know that his mother was hot on his heels. Hau...

<r>Takeo’s eyes widened when he saw the arrows go through his clone’s head. What the hell was Mitsuru thinking!? <COLOR color="white"><s>[color=white]</s><I><s>[i]</s>‘If that had been me up there… This kid is freaking insane!’<e>[/i]</e></I><e>[/color]</e></COLOR> Suddenly, he was thinking it wasn’...

<r>Not this again! Yanking his arm away from Mitsuru, Takeo slowed down a little bit to conserve his energy and to better process his surroundings. He needed an escape route. Taking to the rooftops would be the easiest way but there was no way of knowing how fast Mitsuru was or if he could last long...

<r>Blue eyes blinked at the horrifying sight in front of him. This kid’s eating habits were going to get on his nerves, fast. It was simply impolite to talk with your mouthful, and the mess he was making… Takeo forcefully suppressed a shudder. Disgust quickly turned to surprise however when Mitsuru ...

<r>Takeo sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. This kid was really starting to annoy him. He couldn't even answer a direct question. <COLOR color="white"><s>[color=white]</s>"Please stop calling me Takey. My name is Takeo. Use it."<e>[/color]</e></COLOR><br/> <br/> He ran his fingers through hi...

<r>He couldn’t believe it; wouldn’t believe it. <I><s>[i]</s>This<e>[/i]</e></I> was his mission?! Trying to convince some girl to get back together with her genin boyfriend? Oh there were times when Takeo really hated being a ninja. This was one of them. He looked down at the poem in his hand and l...

<r>He didn’t even need to place an order and the middle-aged woman behind the bar started working on his breakfast with a kind smile. Takeo had been coming to the same sushi bar for years and had always ordered the same thing. He was glad he could get a few minutes of peace while the kid placed his ...

<r>Takeo didn’t know whether to kill the kid or slowly torture him. Takey? Takey!? What the hell kind of nickname was that!? It made him want to stab something. Preferably the red ball of energy that was currently dragging him towards the edge… of the… building…? Oh son of a--!<br/> <br/> He yanked ...

<r>A shiver ran down Takeo’s spine and the white haired kid looked up from his weapon for a second, frowning. He had a very bad feeling. When he realized no one was there, he looked back to his sword when the shiver came back and this time the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end. He adjusted ...

<r>Takeo casually strolled up the wall surrounding the Academy grounds. Even at his sedate pace, it had only taken a grand total of twenty minutes to cross the village. He reached the top of the wall and quickly scanned the grounds. No one… was walking at least. It was hard to miss the jittering bud...

<r><COLOR color="yellow"><s>[color=yellow]</s>“Do you have any idea what time it is!? Get out of bed this instant! Takeo! TAKEO! Stop ignoring me and get up!!!”<e>[/color]</e></COLOR><br/> <br/> A skinny, black haired woman bust through the wooden door marked on the outside with a single kunai. Insi...