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    1. Metal Zeta 11 yrs ago

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8 yrs ago
Current backstreet's back, alright
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i'm here and im queer and im ready to steer straight into sadness and unfulfillment

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Oh man, a Digimon RP I caught before it's like fifty pages in? Oh man, through fan-made digimon are kind of offput-
*sees entire line based off of Jehuty*

Yo you need atleast one more dude? Because that sold me on this.
AND SUDDENLY

Catiel was pushed out of the way, due to a rather inpatient looking dire crab. It begun to snap off Sun's bandages, replacing them with new ones, fitted tight and proper. And then the crab hit Sun on the head, shaking it's claw in annoyance. "Uhhh..." Sun looked at the cab, before laughing.

"About time you got here, jerk!" He laughed, patting Racky's shell. "HeheOWowowow." He grasped, grabbing his side. "Doctor's please." He moaned. Racky walked over to Sun's upper body, grabbing his shirt with it's claw. It snapped at Catiel, motion for her to pick up his legs.

Dire-crab or not, it's obviously been through this song and dance a few times before.
"AAAGHH" Sun screamed, bolting up, grasping for breath. "What the, where am?" He asked, frantically look around. "Whoa I'm dizzy now." He complained, grabbing his head to make him stop.

"Morning, Sun." The town's healer, a mature looking woman in a white outfit, with her brown hair up in a bun, her glasses-covered eyes looking over some notes. "Heya!" He smiled, waving.
Oops, sorry for taking a bit to respond!
"Made her angry, I guess." Akira shrugged as she walked away. not helping but to laugh. She was entertaining, to say the least. Oh well, he had tried to "help", so that was to be his good deed of the day. Not his fault she rejected it.

"Hehe, but of course." He answered to the other boy. "We don't want to disappoint sensei, after all." He added, walking off. "Like his daughter does." He thought to himself, keeping himself from saying it out loud. Mustn't show disrespect, after all. He turned around, patting the handle of one of his wooden swords, heading towards the dojo.

"Sorry, Sensei Akihiro. Didn't meant to be late again, just enjoying the pound." He said as he enter, giving a small wave. He wasn't too sorry, nor was he too late (again). But apologizing, he felt, looked good on him. Made him seem like he cared. Which he did, honestly, but one could not be blame for thinking he didn't!
I AM HERE
AND SUDDENLY SUN DIED JUST LIKE THAT

AND SO DID EVERY ONE ELSE
oh gosh I made my post.

Just as a warning, it's been a looooooooooooooooooooooong-ass time since I've done a group RP, so it might take me a bit to get into the swing of things.
Akira Naoki smiled, looking up at the wall as he laid in bed. Another good dream, he thought, sitting up. "Ahh...I'm late, aren't I?" He muttered, getting up and changed into a dark green yukata. Another day, another fight to get out of bed. Granted, he was one of the students who stayed at the dojo itself, so he could cut it pretty close when it came to being late. He would like to stay at his house and family, of course, but seeing as they leaved out in the country, that was a bit unfeasible.

He grabbed his two bokkens, and attaching their sheathes to the hips of his yukata. "Alright, Naoki. Put on your happy face." he told himself, putting on a big grin and straightening up, heading out. He quickly got himself some breakfast, scarfing it down, and made his way to the main training area of the dojo. When he got there, he saw the daughter of the school's master leaving to the inner yard of the dojo. Nothing curious about that, he thought. If he recalled correctly, she was often seen there. However, when another student followed her, his curiosity was piqued. He couldn't quite remember the other student's name, but he was fairly sure he was another Yon-Dan. "Well," Naoki started, heading their way. "This could be interesting."

He arrived just in time to hear Tanaka's advice, having an idea as to what it was for. Akihiro Katsu's...."problem", for lack of a better world, wasn't exactly unknown to the students of the dojo. "I'm sure she disagrees." He spoke up, his voice quite loud. "The longer it takes her, the worst it would look on her, don't you agree? Granted, I'm sure she doesn't want the advice of...lowly Yon-Dans anyways." His voice sounded friendly enough, but there was still a hint of mockery in it.
hello i would like to join



This is my dude! I hope he is up to standards. IF NOT I will change him probably!
Yo this seems neat. Ya'll still looking for new people to join?
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