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Post by Forte on Feb 19, 2011 7:41:28 GMT
Just something that came into my head. It'll be short, really. Takes place in one of the five shinobi countries.
This isn't really serious business, it'll be governed mostly by lulz and rule of cool.
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Your eyes adjust to the light above you. A sky filled with dark, menacing clouds. You lay on the ground, your body skimpily clothed for the time being. A cloth skirt and a tattered tank-top...bastards. They knew that this would make you a target for any man who passed by.
You rise up and walk towards the sounds you hear. Hiding behind a boulder, you peek out and see two men near a campfire. Your stomach grumbles and you give it a 'shut the fuck up' message. The men are both shinobi...their headbands shine in the low light.
You wanted everything there, all of their belongings. You'd be able to find use for them...question was, how would you get to it? You look down at yourself...well, you were a woman, and blessed with a few good assets. Maybe that could be of use.
Maybe being nice with them? Or begging...as much as you would hate that.
There were some stones and a few pieces of wood nearby, out of sight. Construct something from those, perhaps?
Whatever you did, you needed to do it now...you were fucking hungry. And tired. And achy.
But mostly hungry. So fucking hungry.
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a) Give those guys something to talk about. Feminine 'persuasion' was the way to go.
b) Be polite and ask for some food and shelter.
c) Assume the position and...start begging.
d) Get some tools. Beat some fools.
e) Fuck all of this. You'd jump in there and rob their asses quick.
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Post by someclown911 on Feb 19, 2011 7:43:38 GMT
B for bland
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Post by Forte on Feb 19, 2011 7:46:08 GMT
Exactly as planned.
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You sigh and reveal yourself, walking up to the camp and bowing politely.
"Pardon my intrusion...I was wondering if you could spare me some food. I've been on a long journey and I'm really hungry..."
They both seemingly ignore you for a moment. "Hey. What do you think," one says to the other.
"Not bad, I guess. Could use a bit more meat on that end, but...it's fine."
"You think we should?"
"Something like this doesn't come along too often."
"Suppose you're right."
They both turn to you. "Let's make a deal."
"Okay. What did you have in mind?"
"Well...you could spend the night with us. You know..."
"No, I don't follow," you say innocently.
"Well, what we're saying is...we'd show you a good time, you know..." One of them makes an obscene gesture that you clearly recognize, but you continue playing coy.
"Oh my. You know, I'm not that type of girl," you say with a plastic smile. Actually, you were, but these two guys were losers. One had to have standards.
You hold a few stones behind your back as you continue to play Miss Innocent.
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a) Might as well agree to the offer...you were kinda hungry.
b) Screw that. Time to beat some ass.
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Post by someclown911 on Feb 19, 2011 8:20:03 GMT
B. Fuck the losers. (Not literally)
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Post by Forte on Feb 19, 2011 8:35:50 GMT
You maintain your smile and saunter over to one of the shinobi.
"I suppose...I could..."
"...Yeah?"
"Just fuck you over."
"What the-?"
You kick him in the balls and whip one of the rocks point blank into his eye. He screams and falls backwards, rolling into the fire pit. As he falls, you grab one of the kunai on his waist and toss it like a dart (you were good at darts, best when drunk) at the other guy's throat. He gasps for air as you walk over to him slowly, a sadistic smile plastered onto your face.
"Too bad...you could have gotten a lap dance out of the whole deal. Greedy bastard." You stomp on the kunai and send it all the way through his neck.
After that fun little romp, you strip him of his clothing and take it for your own. Flak jacket, pants, ninja tools (you didn't know how to use that shit) a comfy shirt, and some boots. Medical supplies, food (your favorite!) and some other things. You spy a shiny looking box...curious.
"Maybe it's a trap...but you only live once!" Your eyes sparkle as you unlatch the...latches, and open up the box. Inside is...
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a) A wand with a star shape on the top of it. Um...okay.
b) A pair of red sneakers with a white stripe running across the middle. Hm. Stylish.
c) Pendant in the form of a generic sword. Accessories were important.
d) A strange green jewel...so shiny.
e) Make your own lulz.
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Post by someclown911 on Feb 19, 2011 12:55:29 GMT
E. A magic, fire breathing raccoon, who speaks with a Russian accent, Komrade.
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Post by someclown911 on Feb 19, 2011 17:32:51 GMT
Also when he's not fighting he sleeps in our ample cleavage
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Post by vegeta on Feb 19, 2011 18:56:38 GMT
Clown's vote
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Post by Forte on Feb 19, 2011 18:56:50 GMT
Consider it done. With gusto.
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Post by someclown911 on Feb 19, 2011 19:01:39 GMT
Sweet.
NEEDS MORE GUSTO
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Post by Forte on Feb 20, 2011 1:57:59 GMT
You open the box to find something furry inside. Upon closer inspection, it seems to be a raccoon.
Lame. Maybe you could sell it for money. Then you could buy food. Sweet, delicious food. Food never betrayed you.
Suddenly, magic.
The raccoon jumps on top of your head and starts speaking. You don't remember being drunk, so this had to be important and actually happening.
"Da, is good to taste freedom. Thank you, mistress."
"Uh...yeah."
"Is good to find beautiful human mistress. Name is Komrade, was taken from motherland."
"Motherland, huh. Can you do anything special?"
"Is easy." He jumps down from your head and aims a huge fireball at one of the nearby tents. It's incinerated immediately.
Sexy.
"I come from motherland, but I breathe the fire. Is strange, but is magic."
"Cool~"
"You are new mistress. Is my duty to follow orders."
"Sweet~"
"There is conditions for recharging of power. Must be on body of mistress."
"That's fine."
"I must nestle between breasts of mistress."
"..."
Awkward silence.
"Okay, what the fuck? I'm supposed to believe that a magic raccoon with a Russian accent that can breathe fire needs to rest himself in between my tits to recharge his energy? What's your explanation for this shit?"
He shrugs. "Is magic."
"..."
"..."
"...Hop in."
He does so. Well, at least he's warm and fuzzy. It's actually not so bad...actually, it's kinda nice.
"Is very honoured to travel in bosom of mistress."
"Don't mention it. But if you start moving around too much, I'm gonna have to start charging rent."
"Is understood."
You walk for a while before checking out a nearby stream, and having a look at your obviously gorgeous features in the water's reflection.
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Kind of important. Will sort of determine personality and blah blah blah.
a) Your hair is
1. Red
2. Blue
3. Violet
4. Green
5. Black
6. Blonde
7. G.I. Jane
8. Your choice
b) It is also
1. Long
2. Short
3. Braided
4. Messy
5. Drill
6. Some fucked up shape
7. Your choice
Eyes are author's discretion, so I point and laugh at you. Unless you want to pick that as well.
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Post by vegeta on Feb 20, 2011 2:34:00 GMT
I'm going for either a2b2. But I'm open to suggestions, clown.
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Post by dragonfantasy on Feb 20, 2011 2:44:45 GMT
A2B1.
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Post by someclown911 on Feb 20, 2011 2:47:26 GMT
I kind of want black messy hair. Is that okay with you? Also, blue eyes. Fuck author's discretion(please fuck author's discretion).
I laughed my ass off at the raccoon. Excellent execution.
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Post by someclown911 on Feb 20, 2011 2:51:06 GMT
I dont mean to be difficult, but having blue hair would actually ruin this for me. Strange, I know, but I really dont want it
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Post by Forte on Feb 20, 2011 2:51:33 GMT
Maybe we could merge the choices or some freaky idea like that if you guys want.
You'd be like a Final Fantasy character, only you'd look less like a fruity mofo.
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Post by someclown911 on Feb 20, 2011 2:54:08 GMT
I have an idea. Hair so black, it looks blue in the sunlight. Long and messy, blue-black hair. Good compromise?
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Post by Forte on Feb 20, 2011 3:05:26 GMT
I'm down if you guys are. The blackest hair...along with the blackest heart. Wahahahaha!
Okay, not really. But I have to figure out the personality now...hm.
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Post by vegeta on Feb 20, 2011 3:10:53 GMT
Clown's Vote
Yeah. I meant long hair. Black is fine by me. I like brunettes. And blue eyes? Good choice.
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Post by someclown911 on Feb 20, 2011 3:19:03 GMT
Black hair and blue eyes(if allowed), the looks of an angel. But... looks can be deceiving! And they are...
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Post by Forte on Feb 20, 2011 3:40:52 GMT
You bite your lip as you look at your reflection in the water. Long, messy black hair, alluring blue eyes...mmm. You were just too sexy for yourself. And your hair changed colour to a nice, rich blue in bright sunlight...yeah. You were so hot it was ridiculous.
You pull your face away...if you stayed any longer, you'd try and jump that girl staring at you hungrily in the water. Oh, you were so bad.
"Where is next location, mistress?"
"Sun City. We're going to beat the ever-loving crap out of those bastards that left me like that...they're going to wish that I wasn't such a tough little bitch."
You head into the nearby city and scope out the bar scene before finding what looked like a good spot. You enter and walk up to the bar to order a drink.
"Get me some rum. And some ice."
"Rum on the rocks, eh?"
"No, not rum on the rocks. Rum on the pebbles."
"I see...uh. Rum and ice, coming up."
"Thanks." You notice a woman sitting beside you. She has a rack that's about as big as yours, if not bigger, and short blonde hair along with a very impassive expression. She's dressed like a kunoichi...figures, since Hidden Cloud wasn't too far from Sun City.
She takes note of Komrade sleeping in your chest. "Nice raccoon."
"Thanks. He breathes fire."
"I see."
"Not gonna ask me what's up with that?"
"Nope. This world has a lot of unexplained things...I figure it's best to play it cool."
Wow. She was...cool. Really cool. "What's your name?"
"Samui. Yours?"
"Well..."
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Your name will also have some effect on who you are. Blah and blah blah.
a) Preset names such as
1. Betty
2. Tomoko
3. Dorothy
4. Chidori
5. Tsukiyomi
6. other generic name
b) Make your own awesome name. (Note: it must be awesome.)
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Post by someclown911 on Feb 20, 2011 3:44:54 GMT
Sweet. Going look up awesome names. How about Hitomi for our beautiful blue eyes
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Post by vegeta on Feb 20, 2011 3:54:02 GMT
Forte, you just won my heart over.
I like a5. But I'd also like to come up with a cool name.
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Hitomi is a pretty name.
There's also Katsumi - it means "Victorious Beauty"
Naomi - "above all; beauty"
Natsumi - "summer beauty"
Ai - "indigo" or "love"
Ayano - "my color" or "my design"
Shig - "luxiriant"
Diana - "goddess of the hunt"
Helena - "Wicker, reed, shoot; torch; basket"
Adara - "fire; beauty; virgin"
Delilah
Ava - "holy, rebellious"
Sophie - "wise goddess"
Valeria - "to be healthy, strong"
Makkitotosimew - "she has large breasts" - Believe it or not - It's Native American in origin
Megara - "A Fury"
Melicent - "Strong"
Bathsheba - "Oath, Voluptuous"
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Post by vegeta on Feb 20, 2011 4:34:12 GMT
Hitomi
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Post by Forte on Feb 20, 2011 4:46:33 GMT
"It's Hitomi." You extend a hand towards her, and she takes it politely.
"I see that you're wearing shinobi clothing."
"Long story."
"Don't worry about it...you've probably got a good reason." God, she was cool.
"You know about the 'Nine Planets', Samui?"
"Nine Planets...yeah, those smug bastards. What about them?"
"I want to get rid of them." Your rum arrives, and you call for the bottle before downing the glass in front of you and pouring up another.
"You mean kill them."
"Something like that. If any of them are hot, I'll probably have my way with 'em for a while beforehand..."
"A demon in angel's clothing?"
"I guess. I'm a real bitch, huh?"
"Yeah. But I like you, you're honest," she says with a smile. A nice, smooth smile. Just as expected.
"Thanks...been a while since I got a compliment."
"I want them gone, too. I could direct you to where a few of them are setting up shop. They're all rich and have substantial security around them, but they're no pushovers."
"S'okay." You down another glass of rum. "Neither am I."
"I like your style."
"Well, I love yours."
"Thank you. I'm flattered," Samui says with another smile.
As you pour another glass of rum, you think about what you want to do. Samui was so cool...you wanted to hang around her some more. But you also had work to do, and it couldn't wait...
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a) You'd go after the Nine Planets by yourself.
1. Time to find your own way
2. Ask Samui for your first set of directions
b) You wanted Samui to come with you.
1. Ask politely or something
2. Demand that she come
3. Persuade her some way (free option)
c) Mess around some more at the bar...maybe you'd get some more info.
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