About Me
I support grammar and glomps.
'nuff said.
I am an active RPer, and an easy enough person to get along with. I typically like Bleach, Naruto, Death Note, Inuyasha, and other RPs. I RP in chats and on forums. Right now, there forum I'm most active in is NarutoC ( http://narutoc.phpbbnow.com/index.php ).
I don't stick to any specific chat and don't visit them very often anymore, but normally I go to IJ2 on www.userplane.com. ( http://www.userplane.com/directory/index.cfm?action=domain.viewDomain&domainID=179222 )
In case you guys want an RP sample, here's a random one I took from NarutoC.. :
"IC: I listened silently. My silence matched the ominous silence of my enviroment. Only the cackling of burning wood and the roar of the waterfall were to be heard. Only smoke was to be smelled. But nothing was to be seen. I would have to rely on my acute senses in a situation like this. He was bound to make a mistake. Maybe trample a leaf, snap a twig, trip and make a thud. I would simply have to be aware when he made his mistake. I would need to be ready to deal a sure blow and finish this interesting spar. Since I was no longer on the offensive, I gave up searching and waited for my opponent, who was most likely well aware of my position, and waited patiently, assuming the stance that had been the base of most of my Taijutsu. The stance was that of the Sturdy Oak style. Sturdy Oak would be the best path to choose in a situation like this. I would be able to defend myself and use my opponent's force against them. No matter what angle of attack he chose, in terms of defense, Ganhaku Kata was flawless.
Tap. Tap.
Footsteps? Looks like my friend had taken the offensive. Or sounds, rather. It was a little difficult even for my honed senses to pick out their direction. They seemed to encircle my ears, being everywhere and nowhere at once. Finally, I heard a sound from behind. It was the sound of cloth flapping wildly through the air. A rear assult? Very well, I already had mapped out exactly what to do based on where he chose to lunge. He had severely underestimated my Taijutsu if he thought he could get away with a trick like this. Spinning around, I grabbed his foot as I had planned in my mind prior for this scenario. The heat from the fire was now almost unbearable, and I had begun to sweat oceans from my pores. This unexpected factor messed everything up. I had expected to lock his foot in my grip, and then unleash my own Taijutsu prowress. But the sweat, glistining brightly on my palm, caused my grip to slip. A squeaky sliding noise was heard as his foot escaped my grasp. He was apparently planning to force me into another attack with his kick as I saw his upper body poised, like a viper waiting to strike an unsuspecting mouse walking blindly into it's fangs, but although he had failed, I was at a loss myself. Could I counter? Time for a new plan? This wasn't good. How would I retaliate against this error? What seemed like hours really were milliseconds. My heart was pounding loudly in both my ears, drowning everything else out."
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