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@BladeSS4 If you need it, we can allow you to invent a new jutsu to fill that role. Some new jutsu are allowed, blatantly overpowered originals are not.


Why won't she love me?
I love her... So why did she run?
I fought an army for her. I saved her from the monsters?
Why then? WHY DID SHE RUN!? It doesn't make sense!

If it doesn't make sense... Does that mean nothing does? That's it. Nothing makes sense! Sense is a lie! Everything I believe in...

Lies.


He threw his clothes to the wind. His armor, his helmet, everything. The only thing he kept was his sword and his horse. His sanity? So lost that it had found itself a home on the moon where all lost things belonged. But that was so... Long ago. Long enough ago that he had forgotten it. Or perhaps he had been made to forget. But... Why where they rushing back now!? The memories flooded his head, they poured in like water from a spring!

He remembered her. Angelica.
He remembered with clarity her golden hair. It was like the finest silk. Weaved into long curls that drifted down her sides.
He remembered the dress she wore with details to spare. Lovely reds and blues. She was the symbol of grace and beauty for her time.
He remembered... Her laugh! It echoed out through the courtyards! He once waited a day just to hear it reach his window!

She left him. He found her happy. Without him. And his heart broke.

As his eyes opened though, he saw her. Where was the shepherd? Had she left him? Had she come to HIM!?
That golden hair! THAT SMILE! THAT LAUGH THAT ECHOED! This truly was her! How was she still alive? Perhaps... She had summoned him! She had pulled him from the depths! She wanted... HIM!

The light converged into a form. The form of a man. No, not a man. A titan. A man who wore armor, but it was worn. It was not shiny. It was cracked and worn. But it still screamed of strength. His eyes focused on her, and he bowed. Falling to his knees, grinning from ear to ear.
"ANGELICA!" His voice echoed through the building, probably waking a couple sleeping below. "You do love me! You summoned me!"

He was on two feet again, stepping closer with a grin on his lips. But from his body, his eyes. He was wild. Insane. Not a Saber like she might have desired, but a Berserker. The mad Roland who had thrown his clothing away in madness. And his love had called for that very madman. He was truly the most blessed!

Her will had created his body. But his sanity? That was still on the moon.

"What is it you need of me!? Are the Saracens chasing after you again? Is it Rinaldo?" His eyes narrowed, his teeth gritted. "The shepherd. He has wronged you! Has he broken your heart like you broke mine? My heart will mend, but I will make sure that his bones will be scattered so far apart that he shall never be whole again!" He was jumping to conclusions, but as he stood over Charlotte Angelica it was clear he was the very knight she needed.

"I WILL KILL HIM!"
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Location / Bois de Boulogne
@GreenGoat


Everything was organized. The new trees had been grown, the shrine had been set up... And here she was drinking like five gallons of soda. Chieko wasn't exactly the world's greatest mage, and here she had gotten herself into a war. At the very least it let her do whatever she wanted now. Free of her big sister's rules, she could enjoy the paradise city of Paris. And that meant...

"Are you done? I'm not sure what grape Soda has to do with fortune telling..." The man sitting in front Chieko was a major bore. She had managed to find a location near the carnival grounds, and after making sure to hypnotize anybody who tried to stop her from setting up her shinto shrine, or grow her trees, she had set up a small service to read fortunes. She was here for money after all. Instead of responding, Chieko just raised a single finger in the universal sign of 'one more second.'

"The grape is important." Chieko explained. "It is important because it is dark, and by drinking the darkness I allow light to reign supreme in our world. It allows me to percieve your future with greater clarity." It was all bullshit, but he didn't need to know that. With that said though, she took his hand, and placed it on an ink pad, and then onto a piece of paper. "You imprint your life onto paper, and then... Say your name!" This part was not bullshit. The handprint though was for a souvenir.
"Um... Tim Burkley?" The man said, confused as to why. But that was enough. The maiden nodded, pondered... And with clarity had her reply.
"Tim Burkley! Your future is clear! Go out into the world, raise your head high, and chart a new course in your life! Use your hands to create art! For that art shall grant you fame, love, and be related to computers! Anything else with your life will lead to a great loss...png."
"That doesn't make any sense."
"It will later, trust me." With that, Burkley left, to terrorize the future with his shitty show on adult swim or something. Either way, the day was saved by somebody else.

With her last customer of the day, Chieko turned her attention to the shinto shrine. Shuttered it, patted some of the trees to wake the spirits, and got to getting comfy.

"Assassin, tell me what you see from the top of the tower. I plan to visit it later, and I want to make sure it has the proper atmosphere for a ritual. I'm sure Amaterasu will hear me for sure if I call for her aid from something so attention grabbing."

She hadn't said it out loud, but... Hanzo was the coolest servant ever.

On the day she left japan, her youngest sister had grabbed her by the arm. 'Are you really going to the war?' She said yes, because she had to for the temple. Or perhaps, it was because she knew none of her sisters would be there too. She'd be alone. She'd get a chance to do everything on her own...
'If you must go... Take this.' It was a knife. A kunai if one was to be accurate. From her youngest sister. 'This was left here many years ago. It has little value, but a ninja once wielded it. I don't know which one, but if you are going, you will need a catalyst for the ritual. Use it. Call for that ninja to aid you. If they are kind, than you shall come home.'

Thank you.

With Hanzo... She was going to come home for sure.



So I'm sure by now you all realized I'm just not fully active. I just can't get into this RP. And honestly I don't really feel all that much into the character I app'd either. I hope you all have fun. But I'm officially turning in my resignation from this.
I keep meaning to post my character sheet for the Jonin who will lead the leaf squad. I should probably do that.
Everybody enjoy Miss Shrine Maiden, because she's here to get rich.



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