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| Sakuya, Aiko, and Love. Wait Whaaa?! | |
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| Sakuya Izayoi | Jul 25 2015, 04:05 PM Post #1 |
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Knife Marksman
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Sakuya had a chrisis, she had someone inside her mind more than her mistress, it was someone she had fought with more than anyone since she had gotten here, it was a male ninja named Aiko Uchiha. "Why must his image be in my head?! It's more than my mistress." She had then had an idea, she had then walked outside and went towards the place she had worked, She had thought that if she had then worked extra maybe she could have work overwrite those thoughts "Yeah...Maybe I just need some fresh air." She had said as she walked out of her home and towards the cafe she had worked at These thoughts had all started after their 2nd fight, she had more thoughts about him for some reason, and it was something about him that she liked, but she would never admit that. She even had a questionable dream about herself and him, No details shall be said about it either. By then she was walking down the side walk where she would head towards work and soon got there, the store that is, with no talking. She had then changed to the theme of the day, Bunny Ears. She had then taken a few orders and gave them but she seemed more distracted about something. So when she went to the back to recover their thoughts "Whats wrong Sakuya-chan?" The manager had asked "Oh nothing, Just I cant seem to get someone out of my head...he wont seem to be overwritten." She had explained to her manager as the manager then squealed "Oooh! Sakuya-chan is in love!" She had said "N-No! Him?! No! I would never." She had said with The manager then looking at Misaki "Misaki-chan! Come here?" She had said. With the maid comming here "It has seem Sakuya is in the same situation as you were a year ago." She had said smiling "Huh? Oh that." Misaki had said "Oh sakuya heres some advice...just be yourself, if he likes you just as much as he did to me then it should end up being fine." Misaki had said. She then had that thought in her head, but she didn't like him! She could never! After a hour she had been left off early and she then walked back home, passing by that certain someone just now. Though she didn't know that until he spoke to her. TWC: 400 |
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| Izuru Kamukura | Jul 29 2015, 05:02 PM Post #31 |
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Ware wa messiah nari! Hahahaha!
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Izuru let out a small smirk as the guy agreed to his little proposal. Good. At least someone around here still has a grain of common sense. Izuru internally mused, before the guy's grin was slapped off of his face as he took notice of something on Izuru. If Izuru had to guess, it would probably be his eyes. The did seem to have that effect on people, completely unnerving them. Whether or not they ever got over it depended on how how much of a bitch they were, though, most of the time. In other news, it seemed this guy wanted a bit of respect from Izuru, which Izuru figured was at least attempt-able. "I suppose I can give it a try. Nice to meet you, Ian. My public name is Cyn, although my real name is Izuru Kamukura. Now, then, if you reveal that to anyone, you can experience what it's like to be the hunted." He commented, before the guy turned around and immediately started questioning Izuru's loyalty. Izuru let out a small sigh. Seriously? "I think you're failing to realize that, if I were to blow the place in a position to hit you, I'd more than probably end up taken out as well. That's a fate I'm looking to avoid, although one I will accept if entirely necessary." Izuru calmly stated, before rolling over in the chair, looking at Ian upside-down. "As another point, I believe the fact I didn't wait around the corner to stab you the moment you stepped in should be proof enough I don't want you dead." Izuru also pointed out, before he suddenly remembered about the cameras. He doubted anyone could have gotten through the traps with any sort of ease, although he did decide it would probably be worth a look over. "Anyway, I've got some things to check, so let's continue this conversation never." Izuru rolled over the cameras, and gave them look over. It was then that he noticed that wannabe ninja from a while back trying to sulk his way through. What was his name, again...? Akio? Aoki? Eh, didn't really matter. Izuru would just have to shut him down before he became a real issue. He also noticed some other chick wandering around, obviously being quite careful of the traps around her. How bemusing. Izuru elected that perhaps he should give her little trap-detecting a little test, on top of perhaps completely cutting them open, which would never be a bad thing. Izuru rolled over to the computer where he had set everything up, and began typing at maddening speeds, although, to Ian, it would be somewhat apparent what he was typing in. The primary thing he was typing was that something would be begin moving around, and he even seemed to memorize which body was which, when it came to variables, or perhaps he merely had a way to know. Around Sakuya and Aiko, a few of the traps related to the roof would completely disable, seeing that it was where this little trick was to begin, and, from around them, the bodies would gradually begin to lift up, as though in a jerkish motion. They would all begin soaring at the duo, although, as opposed to outright running into them, even though Izuru did make a couple do just that by accident, seeing that no one is perfect, they would all begin trying to get their arms and legs under them, where sharp wires tied to both the corpse's wrists and coming from the roof would attempt to cut them completely open. If both Sakuya and Aiko looked very closely, they'd be able to see their wrists, waists, and ankles bleeding a result of the wire. Back in the Control Room, Izuru would continue maddeningly typing, although the rate as which was a bit slower. His focus was no longer completely on typing, and he was also checking their reactions to the flying dead bodies as well. "Urgh, this one took freaking minutes to set up. It was obnoxious as well." He commented, making sure the bodies didn't run into a wall or get tangled up in each other, while also directing their flight. "Never been one for puppets, but they're amusing on occasion." Word Count: 740 Total Word Count: 2971 |
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| Sakuya Izayoi | Jul 29 2015, 08:43 PM Post #32 |
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"That is a good idea, but get all of your techniques ready, if this man is as bad as you say he is then we should be extra careful." she had then widened her eyes when she had heard the boy's ferocious tone, it was definentaly something if he was this angry "Where in the name of the gods, is Marisa when you need her...?" she had asked to herself as she walked past corpses, throwing knives at their heads, just to make sure that these people were not faking to be dead, to have them trigger some trap "Disgusting." she had said as she stabbed corpse after corpse, well she did not stab them more like she had thrown 5 knives at each dead persons head, three for the cerebrum, one for the cerebellum, and 1 for the brainstem, she had to make sure they were dead. As she walked by there were obvious traps around, she was not sure if these were decoy traps or traps for the souls whom had entered this place of death. She had looked up and had saw that there were traps up, but they did not do a thing when she had thrown knives at them. As they kept on walking it had seeemed that the bodies which were on the roof, or had kame falling down on them, it had seem that they were continously bleeding meaning there was a source, for the bleeding she had then tried to dodge but there were too many falling at the same rate for her to just 'dodge' this and she could not stop time meaning that she could not just run. "No time No Time." she had said, just before they fell on her which would cut her open she had then said "Maid Secret Skill. Killer Doll." as then sooo many knives had appeared, having the bodies get knifed onto a wall, there was a weak spot, right above her, a body had fallen and its wire had cut the back of her maid outfit open along with some bleeding with it. "Ack!" she had grunted as it cut her and the spell had ended, but the knives remained. The spell card ended before it touched any of the ground traps, so those were still there, and she had knew as no chain reaction had set off at all. <- Killer DollWC: 405 TWC: 3575 |
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| IanAndKatsu | Jul 29 2015, 09:06 PM Post #33 |
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ICK noticed as the teen quickly turned around and started typing away on a computer keyboard as the two people started venturing further into the facility. One brow raised in curiosity. These are the brats I have to kill? Great~. Ian quickly pulled his Harbinger .45 from its holster, that was strapped around his left leg. He pulled back the slide and did a quick inspection, though he knew it was a waste of time. The weapon worked fine just a moment ago, though cleaning it was best for its conditions and to pass the time. After he had fully broken the thing apart and rebuilt it, not by a minute had passed. I suppose I should roll now. He dug his right hand into his jeans pocket and pulled out a 20-sided die. Luck is the name, being lucky is my game. Ian crouched down and dropped the die. 9. No. He picked it up and dropped it again. 13. NO!. Again. 18. Good. Again. 16. Cool.. Ian picked up the die and played with it betwixt his fingers. Good news. I got two shots before I have to roll again." He said with confidence, before realizing to anyone not familiar with his fighting style that would sound bizarre. "I have to roll a 20-sided-die and beat a 15 in order for my weapon to have pistol .45 caliber rounds. They do quite the amount of damage when they hit. He stated matter-of-factly. Ian pressed himself against the wall with the door and lifted his weapon to be about chest level for the average person. "Now, all we have to do is wait." Ian said with a smirk as he pulled back the hammer. (Word Count: 283) |
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| Aiko Uchiha | Jul 29 2015, 09:38 PM Post #34 |
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Aiko was walking down the hall, calming himself. Don't let scum like her get to you Aiko. She's just an ignorant person that doesn't no any better. He thought, referring to the knife marksman maid. He was about to turn a corner when suddenly, the strangest thing happened. The ceilings opened up, and bodies fell from it. The ninja jumped back, being right in front of it. The ninja stood up and got a good look at it. "What the hell... What, What is this?" He asked himself, horrified as to what Izuru had done to these poor men. The smell of death intensified, an expression on the shinobi's face that he was not enjoying this. Zombies is one thing, but this? Why? You sick minded bastard... You better pray to god that I don't find you. He thought, clenching hi fists in anger. The stringed corpses dangled from the ceiling before suddenly, out of nowhere, they rushed at him. The Uchihs jumped back, and kept doing so. "Woah!" He cried, noticing the danger of the strings. Then, something even worse happened. He turned back in response to the sound of the slicing air. To his horror, numerous knives were thrown. He already knew the culprit. "ARE YOU CRAZY!!" He said. That was all he managed to get out. He held up two fingers, performing the body flicker technique and disappeared and reappeaed behind the puppet. He kicked it in the back, sending it into the knives. All of the corpses were pinned to the wall. Aiko was breathing heavily, not tired, but relieved he didn't die from that attack. He got up and looked at the maid. "Dumbass." Was all he said before continuing to walk further down the hall and made a right at the first corner of the hallway. WC: 302 TWC: 3,665 |
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| Izuru Kamukura | Jul 29 2015, 10:25 PM Post #35 |
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Ware wa messiah nari! Hahahaha!
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Izuru raised an eyebrow upon seeing the number of knives the chick in the maid outfit could toss around. It didn't quite seem possible, but, meh. He supposed it wouldn't be that much of a problem to deal with, if Izuru was crafty about his movements. That said, he had been enjoying Aiko's reaction to his little massacre, but his response to the knives being thrown all over the place - including at him, made Izuru laugh a little bit. It was unfortunate that he wasn't impaled by the maid's knife-throwing tactics, but Izuru could take care of the wannabe ninja's lack of death by himself. He didn't need some mishap to pull it off for him. Anywho, once it was done, Izuru stopped typing and leaned back, listening to Ian's explanation as to how his weapon worked. It sounded a bit too convoluted and basically luck-based than Izuru would like to use himself, but it at least sounded somewhat interesting. In response, Izuru introduced his weapon. He held up his katana in its sheathe, and pulled the trigger on the side of it. The blade ejected at high speeds, culminating in Izuru catching it and making an extremely quick swing. "This is my weapon. It's a katana, and I can eject it and cut people open really fast with it. It's nice and convenient." He introduced, before giving the sword a little twirl and resheathing it. Izuru leaned resheathed the katana and reclined once more. "Anywho, that was my last trap for the area. Assuming they don't get blindsided by something, I'll have to wait for another place for another one of the manual traps. Unfortunate, I know, but even I can't make impossibilities possible." Izuru commented, and began spinning around at high speeds. Weeeeeeee... Izuru paused, and checked something else on the computer monitor. To be more specific, he pulled up what appeared to be a countdown. He raised an eyebrow. "Forty minutes left?" Izuru's tone of voice was incredulous. "When... How... There's no way we've already been here for twenty minutes." Izuru sighed. These guys needed to hurry up with payment, or they'd learn what happens when you act idiotic in the face of evil, or just the wrong person in general. "You know, I actually hope I don't have to blow this place up, although it would leave a nice, vacant lot to build something later." Word Count: 421 Total Word Count: 3392 |
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| Sakuya Izayoi | Jul 30 2015, 07:21 AM Post #36 |
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Sakuya had heard the remark the Ninja had made at her which she then grew an anger vein, but she hesitated from doing anything, she had then kept on walking, Taking knife after knife from the bodies which she could reach "Tsk...Covered in blood...I didn't think I would need to do so..." she had said, with the small unknowingness of her opponent, she had taken a weapon from one of the dead bodies from the ground she had then taken out a .44 Magnum Revolver, she had put it where she kept three of her knifes, on a strap on her leg, though she was not very familiar with guns, she had recived a 14 day training session with weaponry, so she would be slow on using one. She had then taken a look on her watch, luckily the person had said the threat when the time was still at :00 Because it was XX:20, 40 minutes left. She had then picked up the pace while throwing knives down the hallway to see if it would reach anyone, her range was 39 meters for one shot accuracy, so if this hallway was longer than 39 meters then it would not reach the end without touching the ground. She had felt the pain on her back and had ignored it, as it would distract her and have her reactive time go down, which in something like this, that would mean certain death. As the ninja made a right turn she had did too, seeing the knives she threw on the wall of the corner, she had then picked it up and had walked behind the ninja, cautious to the maximum because she was not sure if there were any traps left, but she would not take any chances so she kept throwing one's of knives down the hallway to see if it triggers anything, luckily a majority did not trigger one thing. WC: 326 TWC: 3901 |
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| IanAndKatsu | Jul 30 2015, 11:58 AM Post #37 |
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Ian lowered the weapon, "I expected the little fucks to be here faster. Whole, 'I'm gonna blow up your town' spiel motivated me to get here quicker, and I was using the chaos as a distraction for murder, they're trying to be heros." Ian quickly put his handgun away in its holster on his left leg. He let out a bored sigh as he began to stretch certain limbs, bending over and touching his toes and shifting his weight, pulling at his leg muscles. After counting to 20 in his head, Ian stood again and started pulling at his arms and shoulders, hearing a loud pop out of his left shoulder, "Ack!" Ian let out a surprised yelp. It didn't hurt, was unexpected however. After another count to 20, Ian cracked his knuckles and popped his neck. Ready and roaring to go, I guess. Ian grabbed the straps to his backpack and walked over to a corner and placed the bag there, "Hey, how long is this gonna take? Like, 5 minutes? 10 at most? And after we kill them, well... Ian's voice drifted off into thought, "Never mind that last bit, I'll sent an alarm for 10 minutes." The hitman reached into his bag and retrieved a small electrical tablet and powered it on. After letting it run all its scans he set an alarm to go off in 10 minutes and 38 seconds, set the alarm sound to be max volume, and placed his favorite song as the alarm sound. He put the tablet back inside his bag before standing up, his knees popping. ICK walked up to where he had been standing before and pulled out his Harbinger again and held it up to the door with a renewed patience, knowing that his body was more prepared for running if he had to. Holding the handgun up to the closed door, Ian let out a deep yawn, which he covered by bringing up his right arm. After he finished he rubbed at left eye using the palm of his right hand. The silence is maddening "What can you tell me about our expected guests? They look like brats, but looks can be deceiving. Ian's eyes narrowed with that last bit before remembering an educational tale, "There was this one time where I was sent to kill an old man, Chess master Vex, or something rather, old dude. About high 80's, maybe lower 90's, that guy was a psycho, and was more difficult to kill that I was led on to believe. Hid a rocket launcher under his bed. The last part came out as a bad memory and made the hardened criminal shiver. (Word Count: 443) Edited by IanAndKatsu, Jul 30 2015, 12:00 PM.
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| Aiko Uchiha | Jul 30 2015, 01:21 PM Post #38 |
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Aiko Uchiha ran down the hall heading towards a door. He rammed into it, busting it open with all of his might. He knew he was running out of time. He looked up at the fleet of stairs that headed to the second floor. He looked back at Sakuya, who appeared to be playing with knives, throwing them at the wall. "What the hell are you doing? We're running out of time." He asked. He took off, not bothering to wait for his so-called partner. There's no telling how much time has passed. I need to get there as fast as possible before it's too late. I will not let my failure to do what needed to be done to cause the death of all of these innocent people! He thought. WC: 132 TWC: 3,797 |
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| Izuru Kamukura | Jul 30 2015, 03:04 PM Post #39 |
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Ware wa messiah nari! Hahahaha!
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Izuru sighed. It would appear that these guys were just going to keep pressing forward, despite the fact that they must have realized that the way ahead was further rigged with traps. How idiotic of them, marching forward towards their deaths. "Meh. I guess I can have a bit more fun watching them squirm for a bit..." Izuru popped his fingers, and had been prepared to activate another trap, when he suddenly remembered that, hey, Ian's here. Maybe he wanted in on a bit of the fun. As such, Izuru kicked the wall in front of him, sending the chair he was sitting in rolling away from the computer, giving Ian room to step up to it. He turned to where Ian was sitting around, and told him "So, I've got another couple of traps set up here... Namely, a couple of explosives to mess around with. Care to do the honors?" Izuru asked, gesturing towards the computer. He'd normally do it himself, but, meh. The trap was pretty self explanatory. Izuru doubted even this guy would be capable of screwing it up, but Izuru had been impressed before, and it was never too late for that to happen again. "The command to blow everything in there up is fairly simple. Just type in /Explosives = 1, and it should all work fine. Far less complex than that last trap, but a bit more... messy." Izuru, for once, wasn't spinning around in his chair when he wasn't at the computer. He started at Ian intensively. "One of them is some kind of ninja wannabe. He does a bunch of gimmicky shit with his hands, and it seems to allow him to do different things, like turning into Groot or spitting fire all over the damn place. Caught a whole forest on fire once. In summary, he's a dumbass. I should be capable of dealing with him, though. Worked on my battling skills a bit." He stated, before looking back the cameras to look at the maid. "I dunno, but based on what we've seen, she can throw knives, and that's always fun." He began spinning around. "No, you can't have the chair. Now, then, blow them all to hell for me?" Word Count: 393 Total Word Count: 3785 |
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| Sakuya Izayoi | Jul 30 2015, 04:16 PM Post #40 |
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"Wonder why you are so angry." she had thought to herself as she then kept on going forward, As they were walking she had then heard one explosion, then two then three then so on, it had made her then pick up her slow and steady pace "He's set a few explosives around here, pick up the pace." she had then started running in a fast motion, and getting infront of Aiko to, she had then held out the .44 Magnum Revolver on her hands and had kept running up the stairs of to go up one floor, she wasn't sure if it was her imagination in the explosives, but as the traps came on, there had to be at least one explosive trap. "Grah...I need a new stopwatch...one with the no-counter spell by Patchouli..." she had said silently as she kept on running, weather if her partner cared or not, her feelings had gone away, but maybe that was just the adrenalin rush "Hm." she had then taken out her stopwatch and has seen that a few minutes has passed since the 40 minute mark, she had then picked up her pace and ran at 50% of her full speed, it felt fast for her at the least. WC: 215 TWC: 4116 Edited by Sakuya Izayoi, Jul 30 2015, 04:18 PM.
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