Omna blinks, "D-date?" He squeaks, blushing. "N-No! Of course n-not! She's my superior." He mumbles, scuffling his foot lightly. He sits back down, enjoying his bowl of ramen.
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Tobi watched this from his window, being as he was seated at the second floor, he could see the forest and the clearing below, which he recognized dully with the red and black dots dotted around. Zetsu sat next to him, while Tobi swung his legs, his frown lightening slightly.
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"Yeah, It was nothing too serious." Omna agreed, slurping is own noodles, he grinned.
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Tobi narrowed his eyes. Opening the window, he jumped down, landing with a silent thud as he crept toward them. His eyes never leaving the man. Who is he? and how did he find the Base, Or even become close to it?
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Ryuu..? Tobi mused, before slipping out some shuriken. He wondered if he should interfere, but decided to stay out of it. This was his battle. He would only go in if there was too much trouble.
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Tobi growls, No, I'm the leader, I should be taking care of this, Grudges or not.. Tobi leapt out, "Stop!" he thundered, voice commanding. "Anaya, Do you know this man?"
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Omna glances at her, gives a nod, and takes a slight intake of breath. "I tried my new Genjutsu, Naruto-Sensei..." He says, going slightly lower in tone at the end. "I-It worked okay, But it's not a GenJustsu I want to try again." He explains.
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Tobi looked over at Ryuu, "A childhood friend?" he inquired, Glancing over at her for confirmation. Tobi kept his hands at his side, but he was tense, ready for any negative feedback.
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"O-Of course! B-But I don't want to use it on any innocent people...Heheh..." He said, awkwardly smiling, but he did feel a twinge of pride at his comment. 'Yes, I do love this technique. It's quite the weapon...' He thought, idly watching a bird fly overhead.
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Tobi frowned, Though it was hidden. He sighed, "Anything else, Or can you two get along peacefully?" he huffed, crossing his arms and giving Amaya his best teacherly look.
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Tobi gave a curt nod, "So long as you two can talk civilly and not raise the bills, You're fine." He briefed, and with that, he teleported to his room, "Later." he called, before disappearing completely.
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Zetsu watched in slight awe and disgust, "Such a display of courtship, It's a little-sickening?" Kuro added in, glancing at Shiro. He sighed, "No, Just confusing. The emotion of love is such a 'drag'." Shiro quoted, Looking at his other half. Kuro shrugged, "Whatever the h*ll floats their boats."
Hello Clover, I'm new to the thread, Forgive me X3
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Shiro chuckled a little, "It's kind of cute, How they do things seperately, Yet fit together." He pointed out, while Kuro gave him an odd glance. "Uh...Huh...." He mumbled, 'It's like how we work. Were seperate beings, Yet can work as a single unit and we feel eachothers emotions.' He thought.
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OOC: Hold on, I might be gone for a while, I'm going to play a card game BRB
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OOC; SOO Sorry!! I finished the car game, then got carried away with work, and now I've kept you waiting! Sorry!
Onward, into the Plot!Tobi slipped offh is mask, yet again, rubbing his nose to relieve some stress. Sighing, he sat down on his bed. He leaned onto his back, looking up at the white ceiling, wondering...
Wondering what?
He couldn't quite be sure, but he felt a sudden overwhelming snse of sadness. It hit him so hard, that he actually stumbled when he went to get up, knocking himself into the dresse, smashing the mirror. Broken shards littered the floor, and the remaining peices glinted his face back him, mocking his stupidity and ugliness. He didn't even realize he was bleeding from the scarred cheek of his face. He stood up, Feeling utterly stupid for being clumsy, he grabbed his mask, wiping of the steady flow of blood.
He stood outside his room now, becoming his usual jolly self, he walked past Hidan, who gave him a odd stare, but said nothing. Kakuzu merely glanced up from counting his money. Not that he cared about what happened, but every member had heard the crash, and almost every member stared at Tobi, Almost accusingly."What..?"
"Nothing." Mumbled Deidara, who coincidently was passing by.
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What? Did I forget something...?
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OOC: Okay! I'm a male by the way X3
Name: Zetsu
Nickname (Optional): Zet or Zuzu
Gender: Male
Age: Unknown, (Or Undecided?)
Clan: Akatsuki
Eyes: Yellow
Crush: No one, (Yet)
Personality (No meet him/her):Each of Zetsu's coloured halves has its own personality: the original White Zetsu, nicknamed "Chatterbox", is carefree and playful with a habit of teasing others, traits he slightly shares with; Black Zetsu, nicknamed "Wicked Tongue". Black Zetsu is more serious and knowledgeable, befitting a better bearer of slyness. Often times, they are seen doing things separately, because they are two halves, they can each split apart. They mostly do this to stop getting confused for each other, and this is often conveyed through their different voice tones. While the two halves sometimes differ in opinions and frequently converse with each other, they are still able to function as a single entity.
Zetsu is extremely trustworthy, obedient and loyal, being entrusted with most's secrets and knowledge. Because of his ties to everyone, Zetsu has been caring for a long time, originally helping with being an assistant. Unlike White Zetsu, who was kind to his allies, Black Zetsu saw anyone beneath him as useless. He also had no qualms about killing people, which is why he is a ruthless asset to the Akatsuki. Although he may not seem like the type, he really does honestly obey without questioning, Unless of course given from someone else. (Excluding Pein, Madara, and those he respects)
Rank: Spy
Family: None
Looks:[img width=450 height=510]http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs3…tsuki_Zetsu_by_Kneils.jpg[/img]


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Tobi looked over at Amaya, "Hello Amaya-chan~" He sang, watching her come closer. "Is something wrong?" He questioned, Spying her clenched fist and rather angry expression.
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Sorry, Heres his Image now!
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|Name | Matt Engarde
| Gender | Male
| Age | 21
|Dorm Number| 1
Favorite Class| Acting/Drama
|Role in RP| Evil Guy? Troubled Student
|Online Screen Name| SnickerBicker
| Sexuality: | Either or
| Crush: | None
|Bf/Gf: | None
| Appearance | Wolf form
| Personality (No meet them. We need a basic idea)|
Engarde was a seemingly careless, weak-willed, and somewhat self-absorbed young man, with a liking for wine and motorcycles but no apparent control of his own life. He took every opportunity to use his wristwatch cell phone to ask his manager, Adrian Andrews, about even the most basic decisions. He was not a very tactful speaker, and had the habit of addressing people as "dude". However, Engarde was also an infamous playboy who used his boyish charm and seemingly pleasant attitude to gain popularity with women. He justified his actions by calling it "just a game." When it came to rivals, he was known for being extremely competitive.
Engarde's seemingly harmless and flaky persona, however, was only a façade, designed to divert negative attention away from him so that no one would suspect him of any wrongdoing. In actuality, he was a cruel, cold, textbook sociopath, seeing other people as objects he could manipulate to further his own ends and then promptly discard. This difference in personality was so stark that Engarde even spoke of his "other self" as a separate person, as if he had some sort of identity disorder. Scheming and extremely paranoid, he trusted no one, but this ironically proved his undoing in few situations.
|Species| Shape-shifter
|Good or Bad?| Bad/Neutral
| Other| The scar on his face was by his own doing, So he usually keeps his hair flipped over it. He hates it when people touch his scars.________________________________~~~~~~_______________________________
Here is her Appearance!
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|Name | Adrian Andrews
| Gender | Female
| Age | 23
|Dorm Number| 1
Favorite Class| Reading
|Role in RP| The Determined Girl!
|Online Screen Name| FatesMurderer
| Sexuality: | Bi-sexual
| Crush: | Franziska
|Bf/Gf: | Franziska
| Personality (No meet them. We need a basic idea)|Andrews was calm and collected, but she was also emotionally unstable and had a tendency to be strongly attached to other people emotionally. Due to these problems, Andrews became emotionally dependent on her mentor. This led to her depressive episodes after their death. Following this, Andrews developed a cold, smug, strong-willed demeanor, trying to to cope with their death. Her dedication to avenging her mentor fueled her cunning attempts to obtain new goals and try her hardest. During the investigation of her mentor's murder, Andrews quickly developed another unhealthy emotional attachment to student Franziska von Karma.
During nervous situations, Andrews glasses would shatter and she would put on a new pair.
After developing a relationship with Franziska (Finally), Andrews was inspired to leave her dependent nature behind. She is now much more cheerful and relaxed, albeit somewhat self-conscious. She still seems to have slight traces of her attachment sometimes, but she's incredibly happy now.
|Species| Human
|Good or Bad?| Good! (or slightly bad for watching over Engarde?)
| Other| She is Engardes 'Babysitter' and usually receives about five calls from him under one hour.________________________________~~~~~~_______________________________
Yay! More Characters!

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|Name | Pheonix Wright
| Gender | Male
| Age | 19
|Dorm Number| 1
Favorite Class| Writing
|Role in RP| Obnoxious person, Nuisance, Slightly Helpful
|Online Screen Name| CaughtaCold
| Sexuality: | Bi-sexual
| Crush: | None
|Bf/Gf: | None
| Personality (No meet them. We need a basic idea)|Phoenix Wright is generally quite easy-going in his outlook. His relaxed attitude usually leads to his hyperactive friends leading him around or taking advantage of his good nature, usually by making him foot the bill of large celebratory meals. Wright has repeatedly shown himself to be a loyal friend who refuses to back down once his mind is made up. Wright also has somewhat of a sarcastic side that he usually keeps to himself. This tends to manifest itself when dealing with the eccentric characters he comes across, including his friends.
Phoenix Wright was somewhat of a crybaby and a little childish. For example, he burst into tears when a teacher got mad at him for lying. His naïvety manifested itself mostly in his relationship with his friends. Nonetheless, he was often considered the most mature out of all of his friends.
Wright is dedicated to defending and believing in his innocent people This loyalty is so great that he often ends up risking his items and even his life for them on occasions. Despite being put under pressure, intimidated, and even bullied, Phoenix is a strong willed person that never gives up. He constantly protects those in need, and displays calm concern to others in trouble.
Since the death of his girlfriend, Wright has become more self-confident and resistant to intimidation by his opponents. Wight has also become more eccentric and even more laid-back than before. He has a habit of telling (mostly bad) jokes and giving cryptic advice, which at times irritates his friends. He laughs more, but less nervously than he did before. Overall, when he is not in the heat of a pressured situation, his actions and speech give off the vibe of the 'childish nuisance'.
Wright has endured a large amount of physical trauma. He has chewed and swallowed a necklace made of glass and metal that potentially contained a fatal poison. He has been physically assaulted by a murderer, almost taken out by mobsters, shocked by a 600,000 volt stun gun, hit over the head with a fire extinguisher (with temporary amnesia as the only consequence), and had a tiger (playfully) jump on him. He also once fell from a 40-foot cliff into a fast-flowing river - one notorious for washing its victims away, never to be seen again - in the middle of winter, only to escape with a fever that left him bedridden for two nights. Wright has had a toupee thrown at his face, been frequently whipped, pecked by birds, had seeds thrown at him, had numerous cups of boiling hot coffee thrown at his face, and had tiny pieces of his hair sliced off. Even after being disbarred, he was hit by a speeding vehicle and thrown head first into a telephone pole, but walked away with just a sprained ankle. Considering what has happened to him, he is often considered lucky for surviving some of his experiences, and hardy for taking the physical abuse he experiences in court so well.
He has an aura of 'bad luck' and 'stupidity' as well as being labelled constantly with 'Naïve little boy'.
|Species| Wizard
|Good or Bad?| Good
| Other| He often gets depressed when picked on, Which stems from his childish and naïve nature.________________________________~~~~~~_______________________________
Last one, I swear!
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|Name | Franziska von Karma
| Gender | Female
| Age | 22
|Dorm Number| 1
Favorite Class| Mathematics
|Role in RP| Instigator, Villainous tendencies, Slightly helpful though.
|Online Screen Name| FearPerfection
| Sexuality: | Bisexual
| Crush: | Adrian
|Bf/Gf: | Adrian
| Personality (No meet them. We need a basic idea)|Franziska von Karma is very much like her father was; arrogant, unrelenting, and cold, going to extreme lengths to get her way. In her earlier years, she had a tendency to suck up and show off to respectable people. This was mostly due to the pressure she felt living under the shadow of her father and brother, the latter of whom she sees as a rival. She likes to use her whip to assert her dominance over other people, including those who are supposed to be her superiors. One notable difference from her father is her greater tendency to lose her cool.
Franziska believed that perfection was the only option she had. She had to be a "genius" student, although she knew that she was not really capable of the genius her father had displayed. She viewed essays and award ceremonies as competitions, and considered everyone else her enemies. Thus, when she began to lose for her first time, she lost what she believed was the meaning of her life. When Phoenix began to talk about the meaninglessness of win records, she resisted the idea at first, but she eventually began to understand, after which she resolved to no longer live under her father's shadow.
She is also slightly reclusive and not an outgoing person when it comes to intimate matters. She dislikes it when people put her on the spot without her preparation.
|Species| Arcane Warrior
|Good or Bad?| Good
| Other| Her whip is usually by her side, and she usually doesn't use it on others.
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OOC: Oh, Snap! Oliver putting in the moves~
Sorry for being so slow with all of my updates and crap! I work pretty hard! X3Matt sighed, checked his watch, and glanced at the sky. Huh, Time sure flies... Matt thought, especially when murdering someone. Matt gave a sadistic grin, before he let out a chuckle. Phoenix gave him an odd stare, "Hey, what's so fu-ACHOO!"
"You were saying?"
"Uh, Yeah, right...What so funny?"
Matt looked over at him, meeting his gaze head on, "Oh nothing." he chirped, breaking his amber gaze from the dark blue ones. "Just thinking."
"About what?"
"Nothing in particular..."
Phoenix pulled his little surgical mask down, putting under his chin, he tapped his lip, a manner of his when he was thinking.
"You are really strange, You know that?"
Matt turned a sharp glare his way, sighed, and shrugged. "Not my fault dude, I'm just like that, ya'know?"
"Not really..."
Phoenix shook his head, and stared down at the floor, a little frown on his face.
"Why are we here, anyways?"
"No reason, dude, just waiting for someone. Why are you here?"
"Uh....Beca-ACHOO!"
"Woah, Watch it dude!"
Phoenix sniffled, pushing his mask back up. "S-Sorry! Did it get on you?" He cried, alarm ticking in his head. Matt wrinkled his nose lightly, "Nah, just surprised me is all, dude."
Phoenix smiled, but the only indication was his eyes crinkling slightly. "That's a relief, Last time that one guy, he got sooooo angry at me! I said I was..."
Blah, blah blah.
Matt honestly didn't care, but he listened idly anyway, his eyes shifting to look at the bar across the road, they were a little ways off campus, and he was going to go for a walk, but this little twit had stopped him with a sneezing fit.
Speaking of which...
"Hey wait a minute...Wasn't that guy you?"
"Good job, dude! Memory of the year!" Matt said sarcastically, checking his watch again. He sighed, it was almost time to go get back to class, (Is it time for class?) and he was already getting bored with this guy. "Listen, Phoenix, dude, Right? I'm going to go back to class, you probably should to."
"Oh..Ok-ACHOO!" Phoenix sniffled, before smiling brightly, "What class do you have next?"
"Writing."
"GREAT! ME TOOOO!"
Ah, JESUS! My EARS..!
Matt flinched, "My god, dude! Tone it down a bit!"
"ACHOO! ACHOO! ACHOO!.....Sorry..."
"S'fine, Just stop using your chords of earsplitting, Okay?"
"Right, But lets walk to class together!"
This is going to be long day... (Is it even daytime!?)