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Post by tempest on Jan 30, 2008 22:21:55 GMT -5
[C H A R A C T E R S T A T I S T I C S]
Izumi, Evil
[/s] is who I am now, though my last name used to be Kurotani[/s]. My age is 1,506[/s]...I think...I never care to remember anymore. My sex would be a female[/s], I used to love that. Boys were always sexy. Not anymore.My heart has been broken[/s] and I still remain alone.[/s] But there's this guy...why does he look so much like him[/s]? The only child I know that is alive so far is Yuuma[/s] and Yin[/s] is still around. I am being chased around right now, and my life is at stake. Why does Yuuma's father[/s] still haunt me?[/center] "I'll be your Hero...The sound of something snappy had hit her head. Sable eyes were furious yet full of desperation. Screw waiting for everyone, this had to be done now! Her heart was throbbing as she went through her choice. Evil was currently alone as she traveled in the darkness. It was nighttime and the trees blocked out most of the stars. What a mother would do for a child was amazing. It amazed Evil herself as she had made her choice. This is where she would wait for him. This is where she would get Yuuma back. Evil would do anything and everything for her son, and that was final. "Yuuma...don't worry..." Evil smiled softly, "someone will take good care of you after this...I swear." What she would give up for her son...anything. Everything. Her eyes closed as she stopped in the dead middle of the forest. So, was this going to be it? Where was that freak? Her heart throbbed and she bit her lip. Her feelings...they had been becoming unlocked lately. Since Haru was gone...she felt weaker. She felt like she could be manipulated easier, she was lost. Evil sighed and leaned against a tree, opening her eyes softly. "Yuuma..." Nothing she could do now but wait... "...but only if you save me." Post;; Complete Words;; 207 Rp;; Open Comments;; No...muse...oh. And Oro just fer now, pwease?[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/color]
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Post by Felix Falora on Jan 30, 2008 22:29:45 GMT -5
"So... you finally came. I've been waiting for you." Orochimaru's snakelike voice slithered from up above. He stood on a high branch, holding a tied up Yuuma with one hand, his sword in the other. "I see you really do love your son... How beautiful."
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Post by tempest on Feb 1, 2008 15:00:39 GMT -5
"I'll be your Hero..."
It seemed to be forever that she waited; tense against the tree she leaned on. But his snake-like voice hit her ears. Was that a blessing or a curse to her? It seemed to be both, but her hatred at the moment was boiling through. Looking up, her lips curled up into a vicious snarl. Inked orbs narrowed as the flames of hatred spurted to life and began to flicker within them. Her hands tightened to fists and her eyes threatened to switch to a blood red color. But she gazed at Yuuma and a look of worry masked over her features. Eyes flashing warily to the sword, and then worriedly to Yuuma, and then with hatred did they go to Orochimaru's face. His words caused her to bristle and she spat at him, feeling the will to fight again. She wanted to destroy him..for good, this time. "You used to love him also, at least, you pretended," Evil muttered darkly. The memories of him playing her for a fool were torn from their locks and seared fresh wounds in her mind. They also opened the old ones and her heart throbbed painfully, but she ignored it. "I want my son free, Orochimaru. If you let him go, you can do whatever you wish with me. I'm sure I'm your main target, not Yuuma." This had been the choice she had settled on, giving herself up. Everyone sometime in life had to make a sacrifice. Or maybe a few? Evil had already given up so much, what was her body and life? She figured he'd use her for a few things before getting rid of her, who knew, maybe she'd become his new body. It had once been a thought of his. Why not bring it back up? Might also use her for...nevermind that. Evil frowned at those thoughts and pushed them aside, no matter on them. She remembered Yin speaking to her...actually.... there were so many things Evil remembered that Yin had told her. So many useful words that had saved her sanity...then comments that made her think. That Izumi leader...she could be a pain...but she could also be a savior emotionally and mentally. "So, what do you think? A fair-trade, huh? Me for him? Cuz you know..." she smirked, "I'm a lot more fun." Looking at Yuuma, she could tell her son wanted to protest. But, Evil knew he wouldn't. He knew that she didn't want him to, so he was quiet.
"...but only if you save me."
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Post by Felix Falora on Feb 2, 2008 15:59:18 GMT -5
"You've always been quite the little negotiator, haven't you, Evil-chan? Willing to give yourself up for the ones that you care about... How sweet," Orochimaru said, but he still hadn't let go of Yuuma yet. He was waiting for Evil..
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Post by tempest on Feb 3, 2008 0:23:32 GMT -5
"I'll be your Hero..."
"Pfft," Evil merely responded. Yeah, she'd admit that was true. Evil was a little negotiator, and she did that often. With a quick and effortless movement, she was on the branch he was on. Evil stood beside him, facing the opposite direction he faced. Turning her head towards him, her eyes were wary. "So, what do you think? Hm? Are you going to let him go?" If you don't...I guess it'll only lead to a fight...Because I'm not getting Yuuma into this...This little quarrel is between you and me, buddy. That being mentally added, Evil prepared for the worst. Though, she was confident he'd take her offer. Then Yuuma would have to run to someone...Yin.. Good...Jin... anyone. Anyone that would keep him away...anyone that would hold him back from saving her...anyone. Yuuma...
"...but only if you save me."
Post;; Complete Words;; 132 Rp;; Oro&Evil, atm Character Stats;; Post 1 Comments;; . . .
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Post by Felix Falora on Feb 3, 2008 2:44:20 GMT -5
"Very well... I shall let him go," Orochimaru said. For now... But you know, Evil-chan... You know I'll soon come into possession of him again. With that, he let Yuuma fall. The ropes undid themselves and, if Yuuma was skilled, he'd be able to land on his feet.
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Post by tempest on Feb 12, 2008 14:55:15 GMT -5
Yuuma was untied! He landed on his feet and his knees bent at the impact. Yuuma caught himself with his right hand, and then stood up. He looked back up at his mother as she merely stood there. A frown was placed across his face, but he knew what she wanted him to do. Yuuma turned and took off as fast as he could. He had to find help! He had to find someone! Anyone! He wasn't going to just let him take and murder his mother. "Help..." Yuuma murmured softly, as if hoping for someone to hear it. Someone had to be near to help his mom out. Surely others walked through these woods? Or was this a quiet place that nobody cared for? That wouldn't be very good, considering this situation. "Mom...please don't die..."
Post;; Complete Words;; Too short. Not even gonna bother... Rp;; Open fer all in this plot now Comments;; Blargh....
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Post by Felix Falora on Feb 12, 2008 15:30:09 GMT -5
"Well, Evil, shall we go then?" Orochimaru asked. "You're not going anywhere," a soft, dark voice said. Orochimaru looked up and noticed Leon sitting in the branches. "Yin knew... And she told me," he said, smirking before he dropped onto the branch they were on with a nice flip. "Don't blame Evil... I'm sure she had no idea I was going to come here. I just love kicking your Michael Jackson wannabe ass, so I figured I'd help her out while doing it," Leon said. "Well... I would've thought you'd learn from our last fight, but it seems you haven't," Orochimaru said, smirking. "It was a fluke... I had beaten you many times before that fight... Just because you've gotten stronger doesn't mean I can't kill you," Leon said. "And there will be others too, won't there?" Orochimaru asked. "You'll see," Leon said, a mischievous smirk on his face before he pulled his sword out and readied himself, a purple glow surrounding the blade.
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