WIP stuff[Tiamat]

by **Tiamat** Tue May 05, 2020 12:55 pm

Junko Enoshima

Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Donec a enim risus. Phasellus accumsan arcu eget turpis dignissim faucibus vel nec augue. Duis molestie lacinia luctus. Nulla faucibus ultricies augue nec consequat. Praesent vitae velit nunc. Donec suscipit in quam eget tincidunt. In viverra tortor id nisl interdum volutpat. Fusce ultrices mi in felis laoreet elementum. Ut ornare viverra tincidunt. Suspendisse et velit id felis pretium consectetur. Mauris et risus ornare, finibus dolor quis, molestie augue. Vestibulum tempor ex at suscipit suscipit. Duis nunc turpis, malesuada nec scelerisque in, dapibus quis nunc. Integer bibendum lacus lacus, quis interdum est aliquet at. Aenean ut sem eros.

Suspendisse potenti. Nulla nec tempus nisi. Quisque non nisi turpis. Vestibulum ut magna vel dolor vehicula vehicula ut sit amet nisi. Vivamus in tristique est. Suspendisse id nunc mauris. Quisque tincidunt turpis mi, id imperdiet felis molestie in. Proin cursus nisl in ante porttitor gravida. Donec vel eleifend lectus. Ut tempus est eget risus efficitur, quis laoreet est cursus.

Ut aliquam luctus accumsan. Vivamus massa magna, suscipit eu consequat eget, tristique quis felis. In at tortor facilisis, consectetur felis vel, tincidunt felis. Nam faucibus magna nec sem aliquam, ut vestibulum arcu dictum. Quisque vel malesuada lorem, a efficitur ipsum. Praesent vitae cursus eros. Etiam non suscipit orci. Quisque mattis nibh purus, sed ultrices elit iaculis in. Nullam varius scelerisque blandit. Quisque hendrerit dui ac tempus ullamcorper. Cras et consectetur nisi. Donec purus urna, varius ac augue quis, consectetur rutrum erat. Curabitur vitae semper lacus, eu vestibulum eros. Curabitur fermentum at dui ut feugiat. Ut id luctus nunc, a sodales orci. Cras consequat euismod quam sed ornare.

♔

by **Tiamat** Tue May 05, 2020 12:56 pm

Title goes here

Post goes here, it will scroll!

tags here!
Notes here!

♔

by **Tiamat** Tue May 05, 2020 12:56 pm

hopeful

feeling or inspiring optimism

Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Etiam quis nibh commodo, laoreet dolor nec, viverra nibh. Class aptent taciti sociosqu ad litora torquent per conubia nostra, per inceptos himenaeos. Donec faucibus leo at nunc laoreet bibendum. Quisque malesuada dui vel justo molestie, sed luctus mauris facilisis. Nullam interdum, nulla in convallis venenatis, tortor enim elementum felis, sed consequat neque tellus in orci. Vestibulum eu tortor quis eros mollis vestibulum ullamcorper a dolor. Integer maximus pretium dolor ac lacinia. Phasellus ut ante in sapien scelerisque pharetra nec eu lorem.

Aenean molestie nibh quis bibendum pulvinar. Quisque a quam orci. Nulla volutpat turpis ac elit ullamcorper, ut mollis sem mollis. Praesent semper consectetur lacinia. Aenean vestibulum orci vitae mi gravida, at convallis sem euismod. Morbi turpis purus, egestas quis accumsan eu, congue sed augue. Aenean at mauris at massa scelerisque pretium. Sed eget ex elit. Interdum et malesuada fames ac ante ipsum primis in faucibus. Suspendisse sit amet lacus sit amet enim lobortis posuere. Sed hendrerit, ex vitae luctus rhoncus, purus lacus pulvinar tortor, ac facilisis neque libero at lorem. Sed sed velit nulla. Nam ut maximus sapien. Fusce imperdiet sit amet ante nec sollicitudin.

Vivamus fringilla ante eu nibh hendrerit, sit amet posuere risus rhoncus. Donec mattis, orci feugiat mattis vehicula, massa felis finibus tortor, id congue massa quam nec tellus. Aliquam efficitur id ligula sit amet viverra. Aliquam ac bibendum augue, nec bibendum lorem. Curabitur aliquam imperdiet maximus. Cras sem est, iaculis et maximus nec, euismod hendrerit augue. Vivamus at tellus at elit efficitur efficitur. Nullam vulputate mauris et ante aliquam vestibulum. Donec aliquam nibh in lacinia fermentum. Aenean vehicula varius urna, nec aliquam nibh ornare et. Integer posuere lorem eu quam aliquam sollicitudin.

notes/tag

by **Tiamat** Tue May 05, 2020 1:12 pm

[googlefont="Pathway Gothic One"] [div align="center"][div style="float:center;background-color:#f4f4f4;border:3px double #eaeaea;width:470px;padding:10px;"][tbody][/tbody]

[div style="background-image:url(http://placehold.it/200x200);height:200px;width:200px;border:3px double #e0e0e0;outline:10px solid #bd2e2e;"][/div]

[div style="font-size:40px;font-family:Pathway Gothic One;text-align:center;font-style:italic;"]HEARTBREAKER[/div][div style="font-family:Pathway Gothic One;font-size:10px;letter-spacing:4px;margin-top:-10px;text-align:center;"]MY KISS IS A LIFE TAKER[/div] [tbody][/tbody]

[div style="background-color:#bd2e2e;text-align:center;width:100px;padding:2px;color:#fff;font-size:12px;font-family:Pathway Gothic One;"]TAG[/div][div style="background-color:#f8f8f8;text-align:center;padding:2px;"]@tag[/div]	[div style="background-color:#bd2e2e;text-align:center;padding:2px;color:#fff;font-size:12px;font-family:Pathway Gothic One;"]OUTFIT[/div][div style="background-color:#f8f8f8;text-align:center;width:100px;padding:2px;"]Polyvore/Google[/div]
[div style="background-color:#bd2e2e;text-align:center;padding:2px;color:#fff;font-size:12px;font-family:Pathway Gothic One;"]WORDS[/div][div style="background-color:#f8f8f8;text-align:center;padding:2px;"]000[/div]	[div style="background-color:#bd2e2e;text-align:center;padding:2px;color:#fff;font-size:12px;font-family:Pathway Gothic One;"]NOTES[/div][div style="background-color:#f8f8f8;text-align:center;padding:2px;"]Blah[/div]

[div style="background-color:#f8f8f8;border-top:5px solid #bd2e2e;border-bottom:5px solid #bd2e2e;padding:10px;width:450px;font-size:11px;text-align:justify;"][div style="float:left;background-color:#bd2e2e;margin:5px;font-size:15px;color:#fff;padding:1px;"][div style="border:1px double #fff;padding:15px;"]L[/div][/div]orem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetuer adipiscing elit. Aenean commodo ligula eget dolor. Aenean massa. Cum sociis natoque penatibus et magnis dis parturient montes, nascetur ridiculus mus. Donec quam felis, ultricies nec, pellentesque eu, pretium quis, sem. Nulla consequat massa quis enim. Donec pede justo, fringilla vel, aliquet nec, vulputate eget, arcu. In enim justo, rhoncus ut, imperdiet a, venenatis vitae, justo. Nullam dictum felis eu pede mollis pretium. Integer tincidunt. Cras dapibus. Vivamus elementum semper nisi. Aenean vulputate eleifend tellus. Aenean leo ligula, porttitor eu, consequat vitae, eleifend ac, enim. Aliquam lorem ante, dapibus in, viverra quis, feugiat a, tellus. Phasellus viverra nulla ut metus varius laoreet. Quisque rutrum. Aenean imperdiet. Etiam ultricies nisi vel augue. Curabitur ullamcorper ultricies nisi. Nam eget dui. Etiam rhoncus. Maecenas tempus, tellus eget condimentum rhoncus, sem quam semper libero, sit amet adipiscing sem neque sed ipsum. Nam quam nunc, blandit vel, luctus pulvinar, hendrerit id, lorem. Maecenas nec odio et ante tincidunt tempus. Donec vitae sapien ut libero venenatis faucibus. Nullam quis ante. Etiam sit amet orci eget eros faucibus tincidunt. Duis leo. Sed fringilla mauris sit amet nibh. Donec sodales sagittis magna. Sed consequat, leo eget bibendum sodales, augue velit cursus nunc, quis gravida magna mi a libero. Fusce vulputate eleifend sapien. Vestibulum purus quam, scelerisque ut, mollis sed, nonummy id, metus. Nullam accumsan lorem in dui. Cras ultricies mi eu turpis hendrerit fringilla. Vestibulum ante ipsum primis in faucibus orci luctus et ultrices posuere cubilia Curae; In ac dui quis mi consectetuer lacinia. Nam pretium turpis et arcu. Duis arcu tortor, suscipit eget, imperdiet nec, imperdiet iaculis, ipsum. Sed aliquam ultrices mauris. Integer ante arcu, accumsan a, consectetuer eget, posuere ut, mauris. Praesent adipiscing. Phasellus ullamcorper ipsum rutrum nunc. Nunc nonummy metus. Vestibulum volutpat pretium libero. Cras id dui. Aenean ut[/div] [/div]ISHY of [a href="http://templatehq.proboards.com/user/62"]THQ[/a] & [a href="http://adoxographyv2.boards.net/user/31"]ADOXOGRAPHY[/a][/div]

by **Tiamat** Tue May 05, 2020 1:16 pm

Yami Katsunari
C Rank

A mission was it? An intriguing idea to the strange young man with long jade green hair. His soft golden eyes scanned the objects that lay on his freshly made bed. An exploding note, a katana, a flak jacket, a forehead protector and a medical bag. Along with these items, were his typical clothing. Freshly cleaned and ready to put on. He stood there naked in his room for a bit, pondering if he should even wear clothes. Were they really that important? Then again, he figured it might be difficult to not stand out too much otherwise. It's a pain to pretend to be boring sometimes... he thought to himself as he reached for his britches and begun to dress in the black and green clothing. This being accomplished, he put on his flak jacket and then strapped the medical bag to the backside of his wait. This way it wouldn't impair his movements. He stuffed the exploding tag into a pocket and attached the katana to his lower back, snug between his back and the medical bag so it wouldn't come loose unintentionally.

He picked up his forehead protector and gazed at the symbol of the moon that was upon it. Beautiful craftsmanship. Whomever mass produced these for the shinobi, must had had a strong amount of pride in their village loyalties. Loyalty was something that Yami possessed very little of. He knew the important, like how he was supposed to love and protect his parents. Or respect the Kage. Honestly he cared nothing for these sorts, though he publicly showed proper characteristics to not be labeled as crazy or an extremist. He tied the forehead protector around his neck loosely and allowed it to dangle a bit and be visible to the discerning eye if they so chose to pay enough attention to him. With all of his preparations completed he threw his black cloak over his body, concealing almost all of his form and then lifted the hood over his face to conceal his identity. he never knew if someone was watching him... Maybe for no reason, or maybe a reason his fragile mind had yet to consider. It was best to be cautious.

As he left the house, his mother wished him to be safe and his father just grunted an indifferent guttural sound that could easily be interpreted as "Don't trouble me if you die out there." He just smiled an unnaturally friendly and loving smile, one that he had practiced for hours every day in the mirror until he was satisfied that the smile looked genuine.

After leaving the house, he kept his hood lowered until he left the village gates and headed towards the designated rendezvous. He wasn't doing this mission alone, no... There was another shinobi joining him. The idea excited Yami.. As he seldom had opportunity to work with others. Maybe it was coincidental... or maybe the others his age and rank intentionally avoided him. It mattered little to Yami, except in the sense that it challenged his ability to take on better missions.

Assuming his partner noticed him before his approach, Yami would wave to the boy from a distance and then quicken his step. Once he approached withim ten feet or so, Yami would stand up straight and throw back the hood of hi cloak to reveal his long jade green hair and piercing golden eyes. Again, he would give off his smile- which in all honestly, looked quite forced and creepy. "Greetings fellow shinobi! My name is Yami. What are you called?"

He would wait several seconds and listen to the other an's reply before taking a step forward to meander around the borders of the village's territory. There was no real destination they were supposed to reach, which was what Yami preferred. With no real expectation, he could do whatever he wished in the time. What really mattered was what the other man in his squad wished to do with the time they were required to venture forth. Was he a stickler or was he more flexible? He reply would be jugged by Yami, giving the fellow a rating of madness regardless if his response was favorable or not. "What should we do whle we patrol?"

Spoiler:

Code:: [table style="padding: 2px; border: 2px solid #FFFFFF; background: #cfdce8; box-shadow: 1 1 1pt #878787; margin: 10px auto auto; -webkit-border-radius: 10px; -moz-border-radius: 10px; border-radius: 10px;" width="95%"] [tr style=][td style="border-right: 2px solid #FFFFFF;"][img(250px,250px)]https://i.imgur.com/pvkSkHj.jpg[/img][/td] [td][img]https://2img.net/i/fa/empty.gif[/img] [center][font=Trebuchet MS][b][color=#00ff00][size=24][u]Yami Katsunari [/u][/size] [i]C Rank[/i] [/color][/b][/font][/center] [updown]A mission was it? An intriguing idea to the strange young man with long jade green hair. His soft golden eyes scanned the objects that lay on his freshly made bed. An exploding note, a katana, a flak jacket, a forehead protector and a medical bag. Along with these items, were his typical clothing. Freshly cleaned and ready to put on. He stood there naked in his room for a bit, pondering if he should even wear clothes. Were they really that important? Then again, he figured it might be difficult to not stand out too much otherwise. [i][color=#00ff00]It's a pain to pretend to be boring sometimes...[/color][/i] he thought to himself as he reached for his britches and begun to dress in the black and green clothing. This being accomplished, he put on his flak jacket and then strapped the medical bag to the backside of his wait. This way it wouldn't impair his movements. He stuffed the exploding tag into a pocket and attached the katana to his lower back, snug between his back and the medical bag so it wouldn't come loose unintentionally. He picked up his forehead protector and gazed at the symbol of the moon that was upon it. Beautiful craftsmanship. Whomever mass produced these for the shinobi, must had had a strong amount of pride in their village loyalties. Loyalty was something that Yami possessed very little of. He knew the important, like how he was supposed to love and protect his parents. Or respect the Kage. Honestly he cared nothing for these sorts, though he publicly showed proper characteristics to not be labeled as crazy or an extremist. He tied the forehead protector around his neck loosely and allowed it to dangle a bit and be visible to the discerning eye if they so chose to pay enough attention to him. With all of his preparations completed he threw his black cloak over his body, concealing almost all of his form and then lifted the hood over his face to conceal his identity. he never knew if someone was watching him... Maybe for no reason, or maybe a reason his fragile mind had yet to consider. It was best to be cautious. As he left the house, his mother wished him to be safe and his father just grunted an indifferent guttural sound that could easily be interpreted as "Don't trouble me if you die out there." He just smiled an unnaturally friendly and loving smile, one that he had practiced for hours every day in the mirror until he was satisfied that the smile looked genuine. After leaving the house, he kept his hood lowered until he left the village gates and headed towards the designated rendezvous. He wasn't doing this mission alone, no... There was another shinobi joining him. The idea excited Yami.. As he seldom had opportunity to work with others. Maybe it was coincidental... or maybe the others his age and rank intentionally avoided him. It mattered little to Yami, except in the sense that it challenged his ability to take on better missions. Assuming his partner noticed him before his approach, Yami would wave to the boy from a distance and then quicken his step. Once he approached withim ten feet or so, Yami would stand up straight and throw back the hood of hi cloak to reveal his long jade green hair and piercing golden eyes. Again, he would give off his smile- which in all honestly, looked quite forced and creepy. [b][color=#00cc00]"Greetings fellow shinobi! My name is Yami. What are you called?"[/color][/b] He would wait several seconds and listen to the other an's reply before taking a step forward to meander around the borders of the village's territory. There was no real destination they were supposed to reach, which was what Yami preferred. With no real expectation, he could do whatever he wished in the time. What really mattered was what the other man in his squad wished to do with the time they were required to venture forth. Was he a stickler or was he more flexible? He reply would be jugged by Yami, giving the fellow a rating of madness regardless if his response was favorable or not. [b][color=#00cc00]"What should we do whle we patrol?"[/color][/b][/updown] [/td] [/tr] [/table]

by Sponsored content

*Stats*	Values
Strength	20
Speed	178
Endurance	5
Reiatsu	180
Reiatsu Pool	1,800

*Stats*	Values
Strength	20
Speed	178
Endurance	5
Reiatsu	180
Reiatsu Pool	1,800

*Stats*	Values
Strength	20
Speed	178
Endurance	5
Reiatsu	180
Reiatsu Pool	1,800

*Stats*	Values
Strength	20
Speed	178
Endurance	5
Reiatsu	180
Reiatsu Pool	1,800

*Stats*	Values
Strength	20
Speed	178
Endurance	5
Reiatsu	180
Reiatsu Pool	1,800

WIP stuff[Tiamat]

WIP stuff[Tiamat]

Re: WIP stuff[Tiamat]

Re: WIP stuff[Tiamat]

Re: WIP stuff[Tiamat]

Re: WIP stuff[Tiamat]

Re: WIP stuff[Tiamat]

Re: WIP stuff[Tiamat]