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 Posted: Fri May 05, 2006 5:12 pm
Deep in the forest. Miles from the Golden Garden. And far away from the village itself there is a temple. A blue temple with a gold outline. It's lined with out village's statues inside. Weapons and Scrolls. Chants and Records. All lie inside it's glorious rooms. It's one of the most acient and largest structures in the whole village. The Hidden Temple is only known by a selected few of the village.
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Posted: Mon May 22, 2006 5:37 am
(( I find it ironic that it's called the 'Hidden Temple' while there are a lot of people in the photo... Sorry. I find it funny xD;; ))
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Posted: Mon May 22, 2006 6:07 am
(( Shhh... Those are the selected few xD ))
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Posted: Mon May 22, 2006 6:09 am
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Posted: Mon May 22, 2006 6:26 am
(( That sure are a 'few' people. xD [sarcasm] ))
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 2:07 am
Shishio lands on the boarders of the temple and snickers. Half a dozen monks land around him, hostile to this foreign presence.
"How did you get in here!?" One of the monks questions.
Shishio meerly snickers and walks past the monks. His swift hand, however was suddenly sheathing his sword.
"I killed a few people and I heard there was powefull jutsu here! Rest in peace silently now please..."
As Shishio bows as if to respect the dead, he continues into the huge temple. The monks left behind errupt into bloody fountains as they fall to the ground.
Meanwhile, two silver haired twins- two of Shishio's men- await at the entrance of the temple to protect Shishio from any intereerence.
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 10:06 am
((Just so you guys know, Garos is my mule. I'm not always using him though... 60% of the time my brother is RPing.
Buh bye ^^))
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Posted: Wed May 24, 2006 4:44 am
Squall_X ((Just so you guys know, Garos is my mule. I'm not always using him though... 60% of the time my brother is RPing.
Buh bye ^^)) ((Omigawd~ I thought so =DDDDDD I got something RIGHT for once >w<))
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 6:49 am
Kyuusuke strode through the hallways, swiftly. "This way," he whispered to Kasashi.
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 6:51 am
Kasashi folowed closley behind.
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 6:57 am
Kyuusuke stopped and turned to smile at Kasashi. "Here..." His fingers brushed over Kitsuka's name. The words were engraved into a gold Chinese dragon. "And if you move over here, you can see my sensei's name..." He smiled sadly.
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 7:06 am
Kasashi shoved her hands into her pockets, glancing at the name engraved into the Chinese dragon. "We can't be that much alike." she mumbled more to herself than to Kyuusuke.
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 7:11 am
Kyuusuke gave a smile, a smile that was uncharacteristic on him. "Yes, you are. Very much alike... So alike that I even feel worry if you will have the same fate as her." He turned to fave Kasashi seriously. "I want you to start training your control over that demon chakra of yours. Kitsuka never had a chance and when it was too late, she ended up killing everyone she loved, despite her own will. I managed to seal it away, but I died."
((Got to go xDD))
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 7:29 am
Kasashi avoid his gaze, suddenly founding the ground very interesting. "It can't be completely controlled."
Her thoughts trailed of to that day. The day she killed her teammate and at the same time her best friend, and her sensei.
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 2:12 am
Kyuusuke could tell what she was thinking. "Exactly Kasashi-chan. I don't want to see another generation of the Uchihas to die, nor do I wish to kill them." He gritted his teeth and looked away. Kyuusuke then walked away without a word.
"Kyuusuke-san..." Kirami softly called after him. "He's regretting again," she sighed sadly.
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