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¯\_(ツ)_/¯ So I Like Naruto, Bite Me

@caliban22 Okay. Feel free to send me a PM when you’re ready.

¯\_(ツ)_/¯ So I Like Naruto, Bite Me

@bmxbrat484
Lol. Feel free to PM me then and we can discuss.

¯\_(ツ)_/¯ So I Like Naruto, Bite Me

Who are you to judge?

Naruto is great.

Call me trash. Call me a weeb. I don’t care. I’m just here to have a good time.

There are several things I’ll shamelessly love for the remainder of my days. And Naruto is one of them.

As such, you can see why I’m here...

I wanna roleplay some Naruto, yo!

All the action, character growth, relationships, tensions, rivalries, reconciliations and all that good shit.

Typically, I prefer original characters with the option of including canon characters. Rarefied do I do strictly canon.

As far as romance all gender pairings are welcome. I have no issues playing any character. I may ask for your feedback and preferences on how I play them. But I don’t have any aversion to playing anyone. My character love interests vary. From Rock Lee, to Itachi, Shikamaru, Naruto. I’m not picky.

By the sites standards I’m a casual writer. You can see my writing examples in RP threads I’ve participated in/contributed to. Or you can request a sample.

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I have decided to add some quick rules and notes. I wasn’t going to, but I think I need to.

1. I am not much of a ‘free’ player. Casual is my zone, really. I don’t have a word requirement. I just like thoughtful responses and characters. Maybe I’ll include a link to an example of my writing.

2. I am not on all the time. Even if I appear online, I might not be. I forget to log out on my phone all the time. Even if I am, I may be typing other responses. I answer everything in order of when I receive them. So if you’re impatient or need rapid fire responses, I may not be the partner for you. I work, go to school and all that jazz.

3. As far as characters, I usually include character sheets. If we’re following canon story line, I don’t find it very believable for your character to be an Uchiha, Senju, Yuki, tailed beast, etc.

4. Please communicate. Be open to plotting and contributing. Not just to the story but to the conversation. “Hey wanna RP Naruto?” Yes, yes I do. Hence, this thread. “Ok cool.” Okay... now what? Got any questions for me? Comments? Concerns? Ideas? Characters you want to share? I put all my thoughts here, tell me what you think.
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I would be interested in creating an original team and going on about their own missions and struggles. Though, I like to tailor plot to characters. I’d be willing to make a small group for this. So far, so general ideas:

Boop

Naruto Original Plot Ideas

Root Members
Some plot including ANBU ROOT members. Perhaps apprehending rogue shinobi or defending the village or accompanying a team on a mission. The mission/plot will depend based on our characters abilities and skill sets so I haven’t completely worked this out. (Won’t send a brute force taijutsu user to handle delicate matters. Or a tracker nin on a sealing mission. Or a sealing expert on an assassination mission. Now, I’m sure ANBU members are very well rounded and very well could handle multiple types of assignments. But, I’m thinking of missions that will let their individual strengths shine and expose their weaknesses to have the work on it.

Enemies of the Village
Every village has it’s secrets - dark histories, controversial decisions, unethical practices. Murder. Betrayal. Destruction. Konohagakure is no exception. Bad blood flows between Konoha and the poverty stricken village in question. After having their home destroyed by none other than Konohagakure, our character hatch a plan of vengeance. Hoping to bring prosperity back home and settle a score, they try to crush Konoha and face the Leaf Shinobi (canon or OC, up to you). Perhaps they discover the dark history behind their own village. Everything they’ve known is a lie and they consider switching allegiances. Or maybe some continue to defend their home while others are willing to abandon it which create tensions between once very close friends. Or perhaps they forge an alliance after being swayed by some shinobi. Maybe they find allies in other shinobi with a grudge. Options are many!

Feel free to send me your characters if you’re interested but still aren’t sold on plot. I like to cater plot to individual characters and groups. I’m sure every ninja won’t fit into every plot.

We can discuss more in PMs.
I prefer to rp via pms.
18+ partners and content. I like the violence. The action. Death. Dismemberment. Sex. Yup. So. There’s that.

I’ve done this request so much I don’t want to type it again. So... excuse the laziness.
You can check out my previous request for the fancy shmancy stuffs.
For now, I leave you with this.

So send me a PM! I won’t be checking this thread much unless it’s to bump.
You know you want to.

Thanks for looking!

| A Father’s Shadow |

@Mister Thirteen
Maddison listened attentively as Blake explained his schedule, her expression a plain, thoughtful one as she absorbed his words. It didn’t sound too bad. Though she had to admit to herself at least a little bit of a concern. He had never been in her life and she was beginning to suspect that she knew why. Her mother rarely ever discussed him or their relationship. Her eyes remained intently trained on him, even as his eyes shifted away from her.

A proper family. She smiled lightly, almost humored by the thought, but the smile quickly faded. Reaching out, she took a couch pillow into her arms, giving it a gentle squeeze. “Mhm.” As he sat back into the cushion, she exhaled softly.

“I don’t have any other choice...” Maddison replied quietly, lightly brushing her fingers along the pillow’s fabric. “So, I do trust you.” She stated. After all, he was all that she had left. If she couldn’t trust him, what hope did she have. For a moment, she was quietly pensive. He had taken her into his home. She figured, he couldn’t be all bad. He deserved at least a chance, right?

Even her mother trusted him at one point. Though, she wondered (now more than she ever had before), why didn’t they work out? Finally, she glanced up at him once more, as if searching for the answers in his face. If he wanted to work things out, then why didn’t he? If he wanted to be there, then why wasn’t he? Why didn’t she ever see his effort. She wanted to know answers. Wanting to ask but not wanting to cause any sort of upset. She swallowed dryly and averted her eyes. “So, what do you do then?” She asked instead. “For work.”

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@Mister Thirteen

Talk privately... There was so much that they could discuss. So much that he had missed in her life. So much, she was sure, that she had missed in his life. All that she was feeling. Everything that she was thinking. Yet, every potential conversation seemed to elude her. Hesitance prevented her from speaking. She sat silently on the couch, until finally Blake spoke. She perked up at first, as if he had her full attention.

Though, hearing his words she seemed to deflate. “Oh.” Her eyes downcast and she seemed to sink further into the couch. She had heard those condolences over and over. They were always well intentioned; the reminded always seemed to reopen a fresh wound. “Thank you.” She replied with practiced ease.

“And thank you for bringing me here.” Maddison added after a pause. She couldn’t help but feel a little intrusive being her... Her whole life, he didn’t have anything to do with her. And suddenly, he was burdened with the responsibility of taking her in. It wasn’t home yet, but it was nice here. And without him, she didn’t know where she would have ended up. “Everything is great.” She assured. “Better than great. So you guys don’t have to go out of your way to accommodate me.” She insisted.

“But,” Maddison glanced up at him, wringing her hands slowly. “I did want to ask you.” She started, but her words trailed. “Do you have time?” She wondered. “I mean... For me?” She gestured to herself. “Or do you work a lot?” It was one of the very few things her mother had ever told about him. And judging from his lifestyle it seemed to ring true. He was a hard worker.

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@Mister Thirteen
Yep, that sounds good to me.
I am enjoying it, thank you for asking. I’m glad you are as well.

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@Mister Thirteen

The awkward silence lingered in the air, only emphasized by Blake’s stiffness. Unmoving... Unspeaking. His expression monotonous- apathetic, even. His eyes gave nothing away, just as stifled as the rest of him. Like a robot.

Maddison let her gaze shift, drifting away from him. Down at her denim jeans, canvas sneakers amd the polished wood floors. She shifted her weight from one foot too the other. Then there was the abrupt, sharply pronounced stamp. Maddison jumped slightly, looked towards the cause. Beatrice stood, purposely keeping her eyes to the floor. Then, as if on cue, Blake cleared his throat before finally speaking.

Blake Colvin. Maddison couldn’t help but to find a bit of dry humor in his words. So formal and precisely articulated, he really did remind her of a robot. “Thank you,” She quietly replied. “Everything is great.” She assured. She looked towards Beatrice again, offering a small smile and a nod of her head. There was that warmth.

“Alright.” She replied to Blake’s suggestions.

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Dinner was served. Still warm, emitting a delicious smelling steam. At the center of the table, a basket of warm garlic bread. The slice baguettes browned to perfection sprinkled with parmesan and parsley flakes.

It was expectedly quiet, the occasional sound of silverware touching their plates. Maddison quietly poked at her food, taking a small bite here and there. Every now and then, glancing in Blake’s direction. What was he thinking? She wondered.

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@Mister Thirteen of course

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Outside of the bedroom window, Maddison could see the perimeter of the home. Lush green, mowed glass that looked so fresh she could practically smell it. Lined with trees, obscuring the view of much beyond the border of the property. Shrubs dotted with colorful flowers. Slowly, the teen lowered her gaze before quickly pulling the curtains closed.

With that, Maddison sat down on the bed, taking a pillow and holding tightly to her chest. Fresh linen. She inhaled deeply as she laid back on the soft mattress. She curled up slowly, closing her eyes. Unable to drift to sleep just yet, she laid there in silence and let the emptiness swallow her for the time being. She was not sure how much time had passed before she was abruptly snapped back to reality. Her body tensed, her eyes snapped towards the door, suddenly alert. It was Beatrice’s voice, which on it’s was not bad... but her words brought a sense of apprehension.

Someone here to see you. She quickly sat upright.

Who else would it be? A feeling of anxiousness swelled in the pit of her stomach and her heart began to race. Panic and mixed emotions. She was still for a moment, perhaps with the hope of calming herself, quelling the uneasiness. She stood, allowing her pillow to drop to the floor. Willing herself to move - just do it. Get it done. Like a bandaid. The sooner she saw him, spoke to him, the sooner this feeling would go. She flung the door open and turned down the hall.

She descended the steps slowly, apprehensive. At the foot of the stairs she could see Beatrice waiting. A sure sign that Blake was just beyond the stairwell. She gulped, continuing down the flight of stairs. Once she reached the landing, she stopped abruptly, immediately spotting the brunette man. She stood at the foot of the stairwell, frozen - chest tightening, stomach knotted and tears threatening to fall. It’s... really him. It seem unreal. Maddison exhaled. There was, what seemed to her, a long a pause.

Maddison had never known how much she resembled him until she stood there facing him for the first time. From his hair and eyes, to the shape of his face. It was shocking. Briefly, she averted her eyes, wrapping her arms around herself. “... Hi.” She finally managed, her voice just barely a whisper.