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Post by Sinage on Dec 9, 2015 14:28:48 GMT
Sinage found himself laying down in the snow his arms and legs spread out. Floating through the air carried on a strong wind was a nude magazine this one was very old and had been around for a long time. On the cover was a very busty blonde. Under the lovely female was a sub tittle talking about the coming dj fusion party. The coming magazine opened to the center fold and landed right on his face covering his vision. Sinage shot up into a sitting position as the magazine fell from his face into his lap. " W..what is this." The image sinage saw was confusing to him a women with out battle armor or clothing. " what does she think she is doing , this is not good for battle. It must be some kind of alien technique. What is with this pose I know that is not good for fighting." Sinage had been so locked in though over this new discovery his was pretty oblivious to the world around him at this point.
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Post by Ichiba on Dec 9, 2015 22:12:16 GMT
Ichiba was walking through the snow looking for his friend. He thought his little kitten might have gotten lost. Well if you could call what he was doing walking, it was more like a rusted robot trying to move. The heavy weights that he had received from Raisu were killing him in all things; it took him "forever" in order to get here in the first place. However something distracted him from his task a random magazine flying through the air as he began to trudge through the snow. His silky white hair swayed in the icy wind that Ichiba was slowly getting used to. The magazine flew through the air and landed on a man and it seemed that it's contents amazed him. This made the little half-blood even more curious as he picked up his snail like pace through the snow he began to yell out,"Watcha got there!" he neared the man with the magazine slowly...battle armor? It seemed that all this guy talked about was battle, that wasn't bad Ichiba thought maybe he could spar with the man sometime soon or at least not with these weights on. "Can I see?" the little half-blood said as he got closer to the man. He was so excited with seeing the outlandish magazine that he completely disregard the fact that this man was a stranger, a possible evil-doer, but that wasn't important at least to Ichi that is.
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Quick description: 4,7 white hair, black hoodie and jeans! Also he is 10 .3. |
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Post by Sinage on Dec 10, 2015 4:35:15 GMT
Sinage made a few grumbling sounds as he thumbed through the pages of the adult magazine. Hearing a stranger voice sinage looked over. To see the white haired person. Sinage in the past did not have involvement with other races so he couldn't really tell most aliens apart aside from the obvious ones. " mm this ?" Sinage held up the book that still confused him. " Umm sure you can take a look um I still don't understand what these "earth hoes are" But this manual shows strange fighting techniques. They don't wear anything and they have these seemingly soft pectorals not good at all. I mean look at this.. What is a space hoe? is that some kind of weapon? Who is this dj fusion for some reason his shit is fire. Apparently he wants us to check out his mixtape on the space cloud."
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Post by Ichiba on Dec 10, 2015 14:25:38 GMT
Ichiba took the magazine out of the man's hand as he carefully pulled it towards his face examining it. "Hm...I see I see! I know what this is, it is a mind control device! At least that is what my mother told me, never look at this magazines again mister," Ichiba said placing his hands on his hips, his right one holding onto the magazine. It seemed strange that Ichi had never seen such a magazine in all his life though he had heard about it often especially among the teenagers in his town. He spoke again in a very matter of fact tone,"Hoes are things that you use to plow the ground!" Ichiba had seen them being used quiet often near the farms in his village. "Well, I can only guess that you would have to fly up to the clouds in order to here his mixtape, but going so far to see someone spit fire is stupid when I can do it right now!" Ichiba said this in a very excited, proud tone the man in the magazine....dj whatever had nothing on Ichi! |
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Post by Conan on Dec 12, 2015 17:11:18 GMT
Conan was doing his daily douse of 1000 laps of jogs in the freezing cold of the frozen north. But, it wasn't that cold to Conan, as he was only wearing a grey hoodie. He jogged through the frosty snow, listening to his MP3 player as he jogged, and saw two persons, one young, one older than the first one mentioned. He sensed their power. Huh. "Not that strong," Conan said to himself as he slowed his pace to a walk. He called out to the two of them, "Hey! Who're you guys?!" It was a simple question, and he flew above the two to make sure both of them would take notice. He took off his hood. Conan kept the music on though, and lowered the sound so he would hear what they were saying. He now could see the young kid was about 10 years old. Two years younger than Conan, while Sinage seemed to be older than the two of them, but not even close to Conan's power. He puffed out his chest a little at that, his pride swelling. He noticed the older of the trio reading a...well.. inappropriate magazine. He scoffed and muttered to himself, "Perv." He hated people like this. Seriously, it was really weird to Conan, even though he was about to hit puberty, in which anything could happen. He attempted to take the magazine from Ichiba's hand, and laughed at the way he described what Sinage has seen. "Oh. So you weren't looking at it for pleasure. Those aren't fighting techniques. They're..pervert things for pervs." He glared at the magazine in his hand, if he had gotten it from Ichiba. He then threw it into the snow, the white coldness quickly covering it up, never to be seen again. "Anyways, I'm Conan. You two are..?" He tapped his foot, waiting for an answer as he pick up a piece of snow and started tossing it from his hands back and forth. Conan continued to listen to the music while he waited for an answer. He hoped it would be an interesting day.
(The music Conan was listening to)
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Post by Ichiba on Dec 12, 2015 17:40:11 GMT
Ichiba slowly moved his gaze upwards to the person above him as he replied to him in a playful tone,"I am you, from the future!" More people Ichi thought, the more the merrier. Ichiba saw the person fly downwards as he tried to take the magazine from his hands, however Ichi was to focused on examining this person instead so the magazine flew out of his hands into the person's. "What's a perv? !" Ichiba said with extreme curiosity as the magazine fell to the ground and got consumed by the white snow. "Conan...eh....Im Ichiba, Ichi for short!" he said with enthusiasm and when Conan had picked up a piece of snow Ichiba chuckled, lightly with glee as an idea had bounced around in his head. He slowly backed away from Conan as he moved down to the ground picking up a piece of snow with his bare hands. His fingers stung when he dug into the snow however he ignored it and continuing by molding the snow in his hands into a ball. A cold chill ran across him waving his white hair about and his tail(white) swayed with it. He moved into a pitchers position or atleast what he thought was one as he flung the snowball towards Conan's stomach; wether or not it hit Ichi would then dig into the ground yet again to grab another ball of snow. |
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Post by Sinage on Dec 13, 2015 6:46:40 GMT
[sorry about this but post over me till after the weekend my final projects turned out harder then what i thought they would be)
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Post by Sinage on Dec 16, 2015 4:19:24 GMT
[sorry guys i didnt think college finals week would be so intense im going to have to wait till this is over.]
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!" Ichiba said with extreme curiosity as the magazine fell to the ground and got consumed by the white snow. "Conan...eh....Im Ichiba, Ichi for short!" he said with enthusiasm and when Conan had picked up a piece of snow Ichiba chuckled, lightly with glee as an idea had bounced around in his head. He slowly backed away from Conan as he moved down to the ground picking up a piece of snow with his bare hands. His fingers stung when he dug into the snow however he ignored it and continuing by molding the snow in his hands into a ball. A cold chill ran across him waving his white hair about and his tail(white) swayed with it. He moved into a pitchers position or atleast what he thought was one as he flung the snowball towards Conan's stomach; wether or not it hit Ichi would then dig into the ground yet again to grab another ball of snow. 
