Naruto Saigen Roleplay

<r><QUOTE author="OOC"><s>[quote=OOC]</s>Even though it's not hard to figure out, post what jutsu you used.<e>[/quote]</e></QUOTE> She was in the middle of forming hand signs when the Iwa nin jumped directly in front of her. She jumped back, pulling back her stomach to avoid his first attack, but th...

<r>His anger made him slow. Fusae didn't fully intend to send him on a rage. But any ninja who was so easily prone to anger was bound to be blinded by emotions, unable to think clearly, unable to react quickly. Fusae was perfectly calm, a mocking grin finally spreading across her face as she rapidly...

<r>The man's flinch didn't escape her notice. The ghost of a grin was etched across her face as she continued, <COLOR color="mediumorchid"><s>[color=mediumorchid]</s>"Are you sure about that? If something were to happen to you...why, think of your mother, how she would weep! And your father, losing ...

<r>The vein in her temple threatened to burst as she listened to the raunchy comments. The men were disgusting: running noses, missing or yellow teeth, beer bellies, dreadful scars, and they all smelled absolutely rancid. She wasn't necessarily uncomfortable; she was perfectly aware of the provocati...

<r>The severely irritated chuunin grunted at the Tenma's acceptance of an invitation that was clearly not meant for him. He bent down, reluctantly, hastily rolling his scroll closed. He should be more careful with it. Lifting the burden onto his back, his shoved his hand into his pockets. Without lo...

<r>She took his chastising words in silence. Honestly, she didn't think his anger was warranted. Sure, she flashed light in Akin's eyes and burned him, but in her mind, what Yaksha did was much worse. The both of them probably scared him into wanting to find a way to pay back his debtors as soon as ...

<r>Fusae lifted her brow in mock disbelief. <COLOR color="mediumorchid"><s>[color=mediumorchid]</s>"Disabled him? <I><s>[i]</s>I<e>[/i]</e></I> disabled him? Must I remind you of the fact that his finger is dissolving in your stomach? You are the one who pushed your enthusiasm too far. No, I merely ...

<r>Fusae frowned. Clearly the Iwa nin wasn’t going to let her off easy. And why would he? She was a trespassing criminal, and though the man had no real reason to fight her, that mere fact alone was enough reason for him to kill her as quickly as he could. She smiled politely. <COLOR color="mediumor...

<r><I><s>[i]</s>Cheap?<e>[/i]</e></I><br/> <br/> Fusae took an immediate disliking towards the Iwa nin. Her better judgement told her to run away, but her bubbling anger told her to stay and pay him back for his little comment. Decisions, decisions. <COLOR color="mediumorchid"><s>[color=mediumorchid...

<r>Fusae paused when she heard grunting, coupled with heavy, leaping footfalls. She certainly couldn’t afford to be caught. Worse case scenario, it was a jounin, patrolling the area. Did they <I><s>[i]</s>do that?<e>[/i]</e></I> They had a wall hundreds of feet thick, but she couldn’t see why not. B...

<t>Teenagers are prone to bad ideas. The only thing worse than a teenager with a bad idea was a fugitive teenager with a bad idea. A young missing nin had no business so close to a hidden village, especially one so notorious for it's military strength as Iwagakure. But Fusae had been wandering the R...

<r>Still clutching Akin’s face in her hands, she glowered at Yaksha as he inexplicably began to heal the man’s now stub of a finger. As the snake man sauntered away, she dug her fingernails into his face, causing him to jump. He had almost forgotten about the kunoichi.<br/> <br/> Fusae walked in fro...

Gotta say, I'm disappointed. But it'd be rude to take back Zangy's "happy father's day" wish.

Zangy's a daddy? =O
Happy Father's Day everyone!

<r>She sucked her teeth in agitation at the treat. It was a rude sound, but she was nearly completely fed up with the niceties. She had to crane her neck to get a good look at the man’s face: slightly tanned, faintly lined with wrinkles, and otherwise unappealing. Though his eyes were plain, they we...

<r>Hiraku had never felt such an odd mix of infatuation, frustration, and confusion. He had no idea who this Maru fellow was, but he didn't like it. A suitor, perhaps? A mentor? All Hiraku knew was that: 1. he was suddenly out of the conversation; 2. the Tenma was <I><s>[i]</s>still there<e>[/i]</e>...

<r>Fifty-six minutes. Fusae wandered the dense underbrush for fifty-six minutes. By the time she staggered out of the woods, her face was twisted into an annoyed grimace. She cursed the man who prompted her to go out of her way to avoid his unimportant mumbling. If she was half as concerned with get...

<r>She averted her eyes as the man began to cough in rapid succession. She sincerely hoped he wasn’t having some sort of attack; she wasn’t very adept at iijutsu. When he stopped, she expected him to either go on merrily on his way or make up some excuse as to why she should walk with him. When he d...

<r>Fusae raised an eyebrow at the man’s sudden appearance, but otherwise betrayed no discernable interest on her face. She defected from the village some time ago, and though her encounters with hunter-nin were few and far between, she had learned from experience to distrust men wandering alone thro...

<t>The kunoichi didn't like the forest much. There were too many disembodied grunts and groans from unseen animals, too many trees looming dangerously overhead, too many ways she could be ambushed by skulking pits of mud and dirt aiming to ruin her custom made white robes. Not that she was afraid. N...

<r>The chuunin's eyes narrowed threateningly at the jounin as he reached for the Omoi. He just didn't want her to <I><s>[i]</s>touch<e>[/i]</e></I> her. Nevertheless, he was Hiraku's superior, so he kept his mouth shut. As the Tenma rambled on, Hiraku looked for his discarded scroll. He found it lay...

<r><I><s>[i]</s>Man,<e>[/i]</e></I> Hiraku thought happily. <I><s>[i]</s>I should do this more often. Why don’t I have a girlfriend again?<e>[/i]</e></I> He pictured the girl’s face, so youthful and full of embarrassment, before he sighed again. <I><s>[i]</s>Too bad she’s so young. We could have had...

<r><QUOTE author="OOC"><s>[quote=OOC]</s>OH MAN I just noticed how young she is XD. I have to edit some of this out.<e>[/quote]</e></QUOTE> The young shinobi's head was still spinning uncomfortably when his face was suddenly - and quite pleasantly - shoved into what felt like a woman's chest. He was...

<r>The chuunin paused at the man's comment, eyebrow slightly twitching in agitation. He turned his head slightly, eying the man before sneering. Hiraku usually wasn't the type to be blatantly rude, but this was a <I><s>[i]</s>Tenma.<e>[/i]</e></I> He'd heard of the demon clan's filthy child-eating h...

<t>Hiraku wrinkled his nose as the dry, hot air swirled around his face. He didn't care for warm weather, and ignored the multi-colored flowers as the bent beneath his heavy boots. He was sweating beneath his layers of dark clothes, beneath the heavy leather straps crossing around his chest, holding...

<r><CENTER><s>[center]</s><COLOR color="cadetblue"><s>[color=cadetblue]</s><B><s>[b]</s>Ghost<e>[/b]</e></B><e>[/color]</e></COLOR><e>[/center]</e></CENTER> <COLOR color="darkcyan"><s>[color=darkcyan]</s>“Obaasan! The tea is ready!”<e>[/color]</e></COLOR> Hiraku swiftly placed the steaming blue and ...

<r><QUOTE author="OOC"><s>[quote=OOC]</s>On behalf of Mst: <QUOTE author="Mst"><s>[quote=Mst]</s> D: That sucks. Anyway, I'm at a college visit, and won't be back until Sunday. So...yeah. *failmonkey.*<e>[/quote]</e></QUOTE> I have no idea what a failmonkey is, but I'm guessing he expects you to fai...