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Post by Atake, the Mist Shadow on Jan 3, 2009 16:48:14 GMT -5
Alright, here's how it goes- I get to pwn all your asses into shape. That's it. You can use everything you've got, cause I'll beat the hell out of it. Have fun!
Atake stood in the center of a vast arena, a circular field that was filled with sand. The wind bleww dirt-devils in the air, rippling his cloak as he lifted his hands to the sky. "Come to me!" he cried, "I call all of those who call themselves Shinobi to fight me now, as a test for my ascension to the right of God!"
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Post by Werekill on Jan 3, 2009 21:25:51 GMT -5
((BOOM BITCH!!! let's roll, been waiting for someone to get back rping here))
Anto walked out onto the arena and said with a sadistic grin, "Let's do this."
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Post by Atake, the Mist Shadow on Jan 8, 2009 12:48:01 GMT -5
Atake laughed malevolently, and replied, "Hold on, child, we must wait on others to come." As if on cue, Hanzo Hattori dropped into the other side of the arena. He bowed to Atake, nodded at Anto, and turned around, steeling himself for the moments to come. He must be calm, focused, and wary. These two here were powerful enough, but if others came- "Who do you expect to come, Atake-Sama?" Atake smiled wickedly. "Everyone."
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Post by Werekill on Jun 26, 2009 10:48:13 GMT -5
Anto sat down and muttered, "They better not take too long..."
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Post by Atake, the Mist Shadow on Jul 24, 2009 17:34:57 GMT -5
(that's what I'm sayin'! Man, I guess everyone's just afraid.)
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