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Blonde girl, carrying an umbrella Of fluttering yellow and golden traces In her eyes, what colour amongst Sky, darkened by an overcast sheet Yellow umbrella, please cover my head! Yellow umbrella, dripping so loud! Girl of yellow, thoughts drift through fluttering In The Rain Alone

There's too much going on Too many things happening The past, the future, every decision, every change Everything is moving in infinite directions Scrambling so chaotically it's lighting the steps we take But no one even seems to catch a glimpse The moments pass by, frozen but we can't Grab those snowflakes as they drift to the world And back out of our minds.

What are Combat Styles? A Combat Style is as it sounds; it is a way of fighting that will boost statistics. Combat Styles are most commonly used for taijutsu, though some Combat Styles might relate to other fighting styles, such as ninjutsu or ijutsu. How Does it Work? All Combat Styles require training to learn. Combat Styles are learned by level, with each level requiring a minimum of 2 points of training unless otherwise specified. At every new level, you gain access to the bonus that it provides and the ability to learn any jutsu that require that level. If you have permission to learn the Combat Style, you do not require permission to

What are Summons? Summons are animals or creatures 'summoned' using a custom-made B rank kinjutsu and item scroll. In canon, a person would put their blood initials on the scroll which would grant them the ability to summon the creature's names written in the scroll. How do I make summons? First, you will have to make a B rank ninjutsu (kinjutsu) jutsu in the Post Jutsu section. This will require 100 posts. Second, you make a list of the summons available in the Post Characters section. There is a template provided specifically for summons and pets. How does the summoning system work here? There are three levels of summons: Minor, Major

What is Fame and Infamy? Fame is a measurement of how well-known and renowned your shinobi is. The value of fame is low; it is used mainly to determine IC, if your character should know of another or not. Fame is also used in the Organization system and it also affects the Infamy system. Infamy is for 'evil' shinobi; it is a measurement of your criminal level. The more crimes you commit, the higher your infamy will be. Alongside your fame, it will determine the priority of hunting your shinobi, with high levels being high priority. How do I gain Fame / Infamy? Fame and Infamy is REQUESTED, in the Template Changes, in the Template changes

/Combat/ /First Reaction/ Each combatant is ordered by Agility Modifier. Those who have the same modifier must roll 1d20 plus their Physical Fitness Modifier each round. /Actions per Round/ Each player can take two actions under normal circumstances. - Walking (1 metre per second): Half Action - Running (2 metre per second): Full Action - Using an Item: Half Action - Attacking: Full Action - Using an Active Ability: Indicated in Ability - Interacting with Environment: GD's Discretion - Reloading / Drawing Weapon: Half Action - Reaction: Remaining Action (Minimum Half) - Going Prone / Crouching: Half Action - Returning to Full S

The sun shines no more brightly, the stars fell to the blackened night The leaves fall, the weeping tears of the trees - absorbed by the cold When the touches of the Wintry gaze fall upon the disheartened folk The Ice Queen will rise from the Frozen Palace once more. She rises into the darkness, light, weightless against the breeze Her long fingernails gracefully cutting the air Her white hair glistening in the pale moonlight Her round coal black eyes burning through the haze of the early morn. Into a dark home, no sound could be heard save for the soft breathing The Ice Queen floats down, her fingertips sliding across the faces of t

It wasn't supposed to end like this. It wasn't supposed to end like this. Where did we go wrong, Amber? Why couldn't you love me? What did he have that I did? I did everything for you. Lights flash past, blinking for a mere moment before disappearing forever. The sting of the lamp posts drive his eyes downward, staring at the two blasts of liquid light. It looks soft, gentle, caring. The sound of wind sliding along the bodies as they sped past, beside one another for a mere moment before disappearing forever. The warmth rises from his stomach. His eyes water from the quick burning motion. His throat clenches and explodes, vomit pouring out

The street lamp's light stings, like a fiery blast before death. The silence of the night is broken by foot falls and the screaming of the sirens. Into the darkness, he descends away from the noise and the streets. Darkness overwhelms, colour fading into a dark greyscale; the dim hiding the dirt, the grime, and the graffiti covering the sides. The noise is a lie, as every sound vibrates and echoes to give substance to every space; the paranoid illusion that he's being followed. Deeper and deeper into the cavern he delves, the last vestige of of burning fire lit at the tip of his cigarette. In the black hole that surrounded him, no sound or l

No one gets it until they miss such a large part of their life... Sometimes all of it. They realize it on their deathbed. Realize what they wish they had, and never had time for. Sometiems they don't ever realize it... They go through life and they have no idea what the purpose is. Just doing what they're told... Forgetting what it means to make a decision. It's not the choice between different products... it's not the choice between different homes, none of that matters.... It's the emotions, it's the memories, it's the feelings. It's what no one can take away... It's what no one puts ahead of everything else even thoguh they shou