Posts by Treekit0701

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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.

    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

    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.

    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.

    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:


    Other: Nope!


    |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.


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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.



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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)|



    |Species| Wizard
    |Good or Bad?| Good
    | Other| He often gets depressed when picked on, Which stems from his childish and naïve nature.



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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)|



    |Species| Arcane Warrior
    |Good or Bad?| Good
    | Other| Her whip is usually by her side, and she usually doesn't use it on others.
    Usually.

    OOC: Oh, Snap! Oliver putting in the moves~
    Sorry for being so slow with all of my updates and crap! I work pretty hard! X3




    Matt 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!?)