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 Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2012 2:04 am
This is the room assigned to team Razoredge Execution.
Please enjoy and keep clean
-King Enki heart -
(ps. Any complains will be made here :here )
[srry...couldn't help it..I'll change it after a while promise
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2012 2:25 am
*'xcuse me I'll try and get serious...later x''DDD
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2012 2:27 am
~~Oh that is cruel~~~ Jay entered the room and closed the door behind himself setting a bag down on the bed a pink bed. He wasnt sure who decorated but was too buzzed to really care. He took a big gulp of his drink before putting it on a bedside table and walking to the window slightly tripping over himself. He closed the blinds and took his shirt off looking at the nasty cut on his side. He grabed the bottle with a bit of napkins and soaked them in the alchohol pressing it against his cut. "Ah! F*ck..." he winced crouching over a bit as he felt the warm burning sensation from the alchohol. After a few second on biting down on his bottom lip he straightened up and wiped the alchohol away bandaging it up again with some supplies he had brought with himself from the human world. He opened the blinds again and sat on the bed gazing out the window as he ran a finger over his neck thinking about the incident in the meeting room. Jay sighed and stood up looking at the empty bottle. He wasn’t just going to sit around now and let the pain come back. He realized his mistake of not bringing any painkillers with him. He didn’t bother grabbing a shirt and just headed out the door back to the food place in the hunt for some more alchohol. ~~~Leaves~~
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2012 8:10 pm
Jay returned back to the room feeling a little defeated and unsure off what to do. The room was still empty. He let out a loud sigh intrupted by a small sob. He wiped his eyes holding the tears back. "Damn..." He sat down on his bed his elbows on his knees and he burried his face in his hands.
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2012 9:48 pm
 Walking into the team room, Hiromoto’s face immediately became revolted, irritation prevalent in his body language. He had never much cared about décor, but this was beyond his level of tolerance.
Pink walls…pink furniture…hearts and stars? This had to be a some sort of mistake.
Scowling deeply, Hiromoto moved slowly to the center of the room, clad with many weapon secured to his body. He released a few of the objects upon the floor, the sound of heavy metal resonating as they settled. Glancing to one of the beds, he notice a team member with his head in his hand, a familiar acquaintance from before. “Quit your sobbing, human.” Hiromoto said sharply, glaring hatefully at Jay and then to the room. “The end to your suffering will come soon enough.” Reaching a hand behind his head, the demon grasped the handle of one of the katana strapped to his back, retracting it with his attention set on the only bed that wasn’t pink...which happened to have the most extravagant and offensive decorating of them all.
Silently charging forward to the canopy bed, Hiromoto’s pulled the katana across his body and made a single slice. After a few brief seconds of stillness, the tiger canopy began to collapse sideways, each post beneath it giving way into segmented pieces.
Watching with contentment as the plush animal tumbled to the ground, Hiromoto stepped over to the object and planted his sword within the eye with the slight movement of his arm, twisting it and ripping open the adorable, stuffed animal. 'Only slightly better…' He glowered to himself.
The odds of him sleeping in this room (or sleeping at all) were nonexsistant, but the stuffed tiger had to die.OCC: Touché, Amena, Touché emotion_donotwant
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2012 10:34 pm
Jay looked up at the new person in the room. Of course out of all people it had to be him. "Yeah..." he mumbled. He watched the other doing his craft. Though Jay didn't care for fighting much the demons skills were impressive to him. He would never admit it out loud. As the sword made its last attack Jay stood up and walked over to Hiromoto. "Listen, we got off on the wrong foot I know." He lay a hand gently on the blade carefully not to cut himself. It was certainly a sharp one. "But you have no need to continue being rude to me. I am not having a good day...or all together time lately, so I will tell you this now and once only..." His gently pushed the sword towards the other. "...You say one more rude word to me or try to kill me again and I swear I will destroy you. Understood?" He was so stressed that in his mind there was a burst of courage and the fake notation that he could take this guy on. He moved his hand up the blade and placed it on the others hand gently and calmly. "We are teammates. You treat me nicely. And I will do the same to you." He let go and walked past him now touching and examining his other weapons without asking for any permission. "it's just us here. You don't have to show off...Though I will have to say.." Jay stopped touching the weapons as ran his hand over his neck. "You have a strong grip. Is your hand all right ? My nails can be a little sharp sometimes."
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2012 2:01 am
 I cannot wait to confront him… To feel his throat collapse in my grasp slowly and to see the life drain from his eyes… Takeichi sighed wearily as he had returned to the mansion and had found the room for his team from Enki. As he stepped inside he paused at the sight of the room, raising a silver eyebrow. '... I suppose Enki has a bizzare sense of humor.' he thought to himself. He then paused, noting Jay and Hiromoto with Hiromoto have cut off a tiger canopy off one of the beds. As Jay approached the other demon Takeichi looked on, silent. When Jay took the other's sword and threatened him Takeichi felt an eye twitch, 'How can he be so stupid?! I save him from death once and now he's risking it again?' he thought to himself as he moved closer, ready to immobilize either of the two if they did something violent, amber eyes beginning to gleam red in annoyance. Perhaps it was a mistake to recruit the human after all, was a thought the raven demon could not help but have.Master… I humbly ask you to wait… For the time when I stand over his broken corpse… and your retribution fulfilled…
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2012 6:21 am
Finally... Finally he made it to the room he was assigned to! That long and grueling journey he had to take was about to come to an end. After having to sleep out in the trees for all but two hours, he could feel the bed calling out to him. As ShiShi stood in front of the door, his sensitive ears seemed to twitch, picking up on the sounds of talking. Now hold on a second, was there a human in there? The imp began to scowl a bit, wondering why humans would dare set foot into this place, as he placed his hand on the doorknob. 'perhaps I missed some kind of memo...' ShiShi thought to himself, opening the door, revealing... a very pink room!
'what. The. Hell?' Was all the samurai's tired mind could scream, as his narrowed violet eyes scanned the room. Big pink heart rug, big pink star windows... and big pink comforters? Wait a second... Was that a tiger plushie ripped open, with stuffing coming out of it on the floor?! Were some of the things he saw as he stood in the doorway. But his thoughts were quickly interrupted as his eyes locked on to an irritated, silver haired male head over to two others who seemed... caught up in a moment. 'Wonder what that's about? Oh well... I'm too tired to care right now.' ShiShi thought to himself as he began to casually stroll about the room, heading past the others without so much as a "hello" coming from him, his confident aura coming off of him, as his sandals made soft 'clack'ing noises upon the wooden flooring. There was no time for such foolish nonsense, he came here to fight, not partake in some childish arguement! As he walked past the group of teammates, his eyes quickly looked at the destruction of the tiger canopy, which had, from the looks of it, been violently ripped open with the weapon still in it. So, there was another sword weilder on the team? Hm... This should prove to be interesting... ShiShi glanced away from the murdered plushie and over to Hiromoto, giving him a good once over. He seemed strong, but just how strong? Before ShiShi could have the chance to silently answer his own question, the blonde human was over there running his mouth, whining and complaining about... Something. ShiShi let out a soft scoff, not bothering to open his mouth and say something. Not yet at least, maybe after a few hours of sleep, he'll feel awake enough to interact. Maybe.
Walking to the corner bed, ShiShi dropped his bags and jumped upon it, kicking his sandals off in the process. Despite the color malfunction this bed seemd to have, it was actually quite comfortable! After a few more bounces on the bed, to test for softness, ShiShi threw the blankets off, crawling on the bed, before uncerimoniously falling over his back towards the group. He'd worry about his appearance later, the only thing that went through his mind was 'sleep, sleep and more sleep'! The moment his head hit the pillow, a soft, pleasant sigh came from ShiShi as he threw the blanket over his body, covering himself up with soft pink comfort, snuggling his head into the pillow, his blue locks sprawling about behind him. This bed was perfect! The sheets were nice and cold, and soft as silk, perfect for his skin. 'I can get used to this...' The tired samurai thought already feeling the sweet embrace of sleep. It was then, his eyes slowly began closing, that a soft yawn came from his lips. Reaching up to run a hand through his blue locks, he curled up, before stretching his slender fram out and turned his head to look over to the group of males. "Could you quiet it down? I'm tired and trying to get to sleep. And right now your voices are much too loud, and beginning to give me a headache." Were the first words ShiShi bothered to speak to his teammates before turning away again, trying his best to go to sleep in such a loud room.
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2012 8:57 am
Hiromoto’s mood began to worsen the longer Jay spoke to him. But it was the threat and the human’s effort to even come near him that made the Demon’s face go blank… So it seems the human had felt a surge of courage. Casting his eyes down to his Katana still implanted in the stuffed tiger, a slight twitch of anger flittered across Hiromoto’s face to the human’s touch. “You know…I could kill you now... and no one would ever find a trace of your carass..” He finally uttered darkly, keeping his eyes down to hide his murderous rage.
Rotating in place, he faced the human, his eyes shifting to a crimson red as they centered on Jay. “..and you, of all people… should know the shortness of my temper for those who seem inconsequential to me…” By now, a callous snarl had arisen.
With a jolt of his arm, Hiromoto removed his twitching hand from the handle of his sword, still rooted the shredded tatters.
“And if you claim to be as useful of a teammate as you are pest, then...” The demon began to clench his jaw, the words being force out between his bearing teeth. His rage was beginning to surface.. “(then)…you are *going* to learn to stay out.. Of.. My *WAY*!!”
Finally, Hiromoto’s temper ruptured with a boom of his resonant voice. In a swift movement that could only be followed by his speedy, raven captain, the 6’5” Hiromoto bolted for Jay, snatching the light human by the collar of his shirt, and hurdling him across the room….just happening to aim straight for the sleeping Shishi, whose presence was unknown to the demon at the time.
Watching the Human fly, Hiromoto almost seemed like a rhino in a frenzy, his nostrils flaring back and forth as he furiously glowered at the human. “And *DON’T..TOUCH..ME* ..Ever...unless you REALLY want to die!” He finally roared, still ignoring all others around him.
OCC: One word...... priceless
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2012 11:52 am
Jay could hear the anger in the demons voice. "Just trying to make friends here." before he could say anything else to defend himself the other had grabbed him a flung him across the room. He felt himself hit the wall next to the new commers bed and fall ontop of him with a loud ground. "Ah!" He tried to stand up causing himself to roll off the the bed and fall to the ground. He pushed himself up to his knees and hands his arms shaking unsteadily, he could see his cut bleeding through the bandages like a fresh cut. The blood smears on the carpet. His arms gave out on him again as he scrambled to get back up. A few painful and whimpers scaped his throat as he finally got back on his feet his hand clinging tightly too his cut the blood seeping through his fingers. He stared at the demon. "C-calm down...please...I meant to harm..." he pleaded walking closer to him. "Why..why are you so harsh..." he said softly trying to get his words out before falling against the other. He grabbed onto Horimoto's arm to hold himself up.
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2012 11:54 am
almost... just almost the pleasant grip of sleep caught the tired demon in it's loving embrace but then... the sounds of Hiromoto woke ShiShi, startling him from his daze. Slowly rubbing his eyes, ShiShi began to turn towards his teammates to once more ask them to quiet down (while trying to be as nice as possible...) when suddenly things took a turn for the worse! Within the blink of an eyes, the samurai was jumping up, getting into a sitting position, getting ready to catch the big 'loud mouthed bundle of joy' being flung at him. "What the hell is your problem?!" the imp snarled, reaching out and catching Jay in his arms. The sudden force of the impact took ShiShi off balanced and off he fell, off the ground, with the human landing on top of him. Seething and full of a tired, grumpy rage, ShiShi turned his narrowed eye expression over to Jay, bearing his fangs. "Listen human... if you plan on living long enough to take part of the tournament... Might I suggest. Stop. Getting. On. Everyone's. Nerves!" ShiShi snapped, rolling Jay off of him. With a dignified snort, ShiShi got to his feet, and began wiping imaginary dust off his outfit. "what is it going to take to get some damn sleep around here?!" The imp muttered bitterly to himself, once more climbing into his bed and throwing the blankets over him, closing his eyes once more to try and get some sleep.
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2012 12:15 pm
I cannot wait to confront him… To feel his throat collapse in my grasp slowly and to see the life drain from his eyes… Takeichi took notice of a blue haired swordsman had entered the room. Another teammate it seemed but at this point Takeichi could care less. As Hiromoto tossed Jay, Takeichi stared before disappearing and reappearing right between him and Jay. In this same moment he had a tight grip on both Jay and Hiromoto's collars, his eyes glowing red, his anger taking visible form in his aura. "ENOUGH OF THIS NONESENSE!!!" he shouted, tone so filled with wrath and authority that anyone with a brain would either not interrupt or get involved if they weren't in the room. His eyes then turned to Hiromoto, "First I find you throwing a tantrum about the room, even destroying what I believe to be my bed! Then you..." he began, wheeling his glare to Jay, "Do you have a desire to die or something? You seem to have forgotten last time you made him angry. You are not in control of the members of this team, and if you want to remain then you had best learn to stop acting so arrogant to those who could crush you with a mere thought!" he continued though his tone was a bit less harsh. He then turned back to Hiromoto, half tempted to move his hand to the other's throat and crush it but kept it on his collar, "But you, you constantly let his words and actions irritate you... You're like a child who throws a fit when he doesn't get his way and that is making me begin to change my mind about our agreement." he said.
He closed his eyes as he began to calm down but his pupils were still red. He then glared between the two of them as he released his grasp on their collars, "We're a team and that means that both of you need to learn to bite the bullet and learn to work with each other. Let me warn you, if I find out that you two begin another conflict like this then I will find out who started it and will make sure they will be removed from the team, have I made my point clear?" he finished, glaring between the two. He then turned to ShiShi, "I apologize on the behalf of our two teammates for disturbing your rest, it seems one is showing bravery that goes into suicidal recklessness and the other is simply trying to throw his power around and intimidate those weaker than him... I am Takeichi, leader of Team Razoredge Execution and you are?" he said, addressing the imp, eyes finally returning to their original color.Master… I humbly ask you to wait… For the time when I stand over his broken corpse… and your retribution fulfilled… (OOC: And Takeichi finally has had enough.)
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2012 1:39 pm
Jay stumbled backwards falling to the ground his back against his bed. "I apologize." he stated up looking at the leader. Though his voice was weak there was sensority in this voice. "I assure you I was not trying to start a fight...I was just trying to...ah.." he grasped his side tighter. " I was just trying to look at his weapons...he had no reason to blow up on me as he did..." he tried to stand but fell again. "I'm sorry." His words were directed towards Hiromoto. "I didn't mean to anger you.." he looked at the blood as it trickled down to the ground. He hated being so weak but he just wanted to cry. With a bit of struggling he managed to get back on his feet. " I-I'll clean...I'll clean the blood..." he kept his gaze at the ground as he spoke feeling a bit ganged upon.
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2012 1:51 pm
Before ShiShi could fall back asleep after the humorous (although mildly annoying) clash of egos, ShiShi heard the silver haired male speak up, raising his voice and showing off his autority as Team Captain. Finally! Someone to shut them up! ShiShi let out a soft sigh, rolling over to face the silver haired male, offering a smile smile of gratitude. As Takeichi directed his calm, composed voice over to him, the imp instantly sat up out of respect. He did introduce himself as the leader right? "There is no need to apologize, Takeichi was it?" ShiShi spoke, chuckling softly at the tactful comment, as he rose to his feet, his bare feet hitting the ground and sending a cold shiver up his spine. "it seems that way doesn't it? I do have to admit the humans bravery is one to be admired..." The imp murmured softly, his violet eyes shifting briefly to Jay at the mentioning of him. "so long as it doesn't get him killed that is..." ShiShi added quickly, chuckling to himself. Humans, such frail creatures. So easy to break... ShiShi thought to himself, amused at such a thought. But before he could say something else, the last comment to come from their leader's lips caused the calm smile he so elegantly kept, to falter. 'what?! Someone who doesn't know who I am?' ShiShi thought trying his best to hold back the shocked expression. Clearing his throat, ShiShi bowed humbly before the silver haired male, deciding just this once to push his irritation aside. "My name is ShiShi Wakamaru. Weilder of the Banshee Shriek." ShiShi spoke softly, straightening up from his bow, an adoring smile he usually used when meeting fans on his face, his violet eyes shimmering under the light as he instintively brought his hand up to grip the base of his famed sword. "it is an honor to meet you Takeichi." ShiShi finished his little introduction with a smile as he tilted his head to the side.
Though once he was finished, the scent of the humans blood wafted into the imps nose, instantly filling him with a sudden blood lust. Slowly, ShiShi turned to face the blonde, listening to him say he was going to clean the blood up. "that is a lot of blood to keep up... do you need help?" ShiShi inquired, trying to be nice. A trait unlike one such as himself, but nonetheless. The poor human looked as if he had too much on his plate for one day, then again why did he care? 'my tiredness must be getting the best of me' ShiShi thought to himself as he looked back to Jay waiting for an answer.
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2012 2:13 pm
Jay looked over at him wondering why he he offering help. To him it seemed like eveyone here just wanted to kill him. Before he could think of anything he could feel himself falling backwards again. He hit the floor again this time landing on his injured side. Quickly he bit down on his bottom lip to hold his scream in. "I-I'm allright...really..." he blushed a bit feeling imbarrased at his unstable self as he got back up. "I can clean it...though...I could use some help walking..." He smiled kindly at the other. "I'm Jay by the way"
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