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Tangible Insanity Vice Captain
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 Posted: Fri Jun 15, 2007 4:49 am
 This is somewhat remnicent of our impromtu roleplay in the main forum, but this one requires literacy and proper grammar. No stars or other symbols for actions, and quotation marks must be used for speach. If you are not an offical CLAMP character of this guild, then you may join as your own OC [however, if I see a single Mary Sue I will kill it on sight.] You do not need to post a profile, just simply join in. This roleplay will center around the Doumeki/Watanuki pairing and how the two come together. DON'T try to be the center of attention. DON'T just come out of nowhere and claim to be Doumeki's lost fiancee. DON'T randomly join the group. If you have an OC, they will have to WORK to be friends with Doumeki, Watanuki, and Himawari. And most importantly, DON'T touch Doumeki. He is MINE!
-Roleplay Begins-
[Any out of character talk may be added at the beginning or ending of your post in brakets]
Watanuki sighed as he locked the door to his appartment. Today was another day of classes, and finals were drawing nearer. Watanuki was still trying to figure out which college he would be able to affoard to attend, which left him very little to choose from. He would need to get a full-time job in order to make ends meet, but he still needed to work in the Wish Shop so that Yuuko could grant him his wish of being free of spirits.
He grunted and walked toward the school, it usually took him about a half hour to get there, since he never had to go in early for clubs, he could pretty much sleep in a bit more than other students. He looked around him, noticing that the usual spirits had opted to following him today. At least they weren't being hostile, and most of them seemed pretty docile for now. But all it took was one thing, and they would go wild and start trying to latch onto him to do who knows what.
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Posted: Fri Jun 15, 2007 6:07 am
[OOC: It's not like I'm Yuki Eiri....lol.]
Club activities were finally over for the morning. It had been a long meet, considering he had arrived at the school much earlier than he ever had before. He changed from his hakama and gi into his school uniform, and walked toward his first class, spotting Watanuki on the way.
"Hey, I hope you brought Inari sushi for lunch today," was the first thing he said the the smaller boy, and was now ready to put his fingers in his ears at the inevitable yelling that would come after.
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Shizuka Doumeki-San Captain
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Tangible Insanity Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2007 1:25 pm
Mister Watanuki "I don't do requests!" Watanuki retorted angrily as he roughly held out a bento box for Doumeki. "I decided to go for something new. Yuuko-san wanted western food last night so I made hamburgers. There are two in there for you." He said gruffly as he made his way angrily toward the classroom. Sometimes he wondered why he continued to make lunch for Doumeki. He convinced himself that he was paying Doumeki back for helping him several times and that he liked to cook...
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2007 6:43 pm
"Hamburgers, eh? They better be better than that McDonald's down the street," Doumeki said evenly.
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Shizuka Doumeki-San Captain
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2007 9:30 am
Himawari was just walking into the school building and was on her way to class. She saw the two bickering boys along the way, and since she had the same first class with Watanuki, she decided to stop and say hi to them.
"Good morning Watanuki-kun, Doumeki-kun!" She exclaimed with a smile.
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Posted: Wed Jul 25, 2007 3:49 pm
((Hey, can I join? I have two characters that would be perfect for this.
Lars: One of my very rare human world hoppers. He has been Traveling since he was 10, first in the company of an experienced world hopper then on his own. He hardly remembers his birth family, mainly remembering that his father had hit him a lot. He considers his "association" of other mortal world hoppers his family. He uses the Hall of Worlds (original concept not mine! Belongs to Mr. Feist!) to travel between dimensions. He is very clumsy, only his enchanted harvester hat keeps him from falling over his feet every few steps. He is a mage that specializes in passive magics (in fact he can't really do active magics) and is excellent at wards. His hair is dirty blond and he likes to lay in the sun, so his skin is browned.
I'll post Ona's info after dinner))
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Shizuka Doumeki-San Captain
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Posted: Wed Jul 25, 2007 3:52 pm
Purple dragon lady ((Hey, can I join? I have two characters that would be perfect for this. Lars: One of my very rare human world hoppers. He has been Traveling since he was 10, first in the company of an experienced world hopper then on his own. He hardly remembers his birth family, mainly remembering that his father had hit him a lot. He considers his "association" of other mortal world hoppers his family. He uses the Hall of Worlds (original concept not mine! Belongs to Mr. Feist!) to travel between dimensions. He is very clumsy, only his enchanted harvester hat keeps him from falling over his feet every few steps. He is a mage that specializes in passive magics (in fact he can't really do active magics) and is excellent at wards. His hair is dirty blond and he likes to lay in the sun, so his skin is browned. I'll post Ona's info after dinner)) [No need for the profile as Mister Watanuki said in the first post, just join in! Use your best grammar and spelling 'plox'!]
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Posted: Wed Jul 25, 2007 4:13 pm
Shizuka Doumeki-San Purple dragon lady ((Hey, can I join? I have two characters that would be perfect for this. Lars: One of my very rare human world hoppers. He has been Traveling since he was 10, first in the company of an experienced world hopper then on his own. He hardly remembers his birth family, mainly remembering that his father had hit him a lot. He considers his "association" of other mortal world hoppers his family. He uses the Hall of Worlds (original concept not mine! Belongs to Mr. Feist!) to travel between dimensions. He is very clumsy, only his enchanted harvester hat keeps him from falling over his feet every few steps. He is a mage that specializes in passive magics (in fact he can't really do active magics) and is excellent at wards. His hair is dirty blond and he likes to lay in the sun, so his skin is browned. I'll post Ona's info after dinner)) [No need for the profile as Mister Watanuki said in the first post, just join in! Use your best grammar and spelling 'plox'!] Sorry, I guess I didn't read it as throughly as I should have... *rubs head sheepishly* Well, anyway... Here I go!
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Posted: Wed Jul 25, 2007 4:27 pm
Ona was hopelessly lost. She got lost a lot, more and more these days. Currently she was trying to get to the local high school. The directions in her hands didn't match any of these streets. Slowly, Ona felt her panic level rising. If she threw a fit on her first full day in this world, Uncle would not be pleased. Ona clutched at her heirloom crystal under her shirt and hoped with all her might that someone she knew would come and help her.
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Posted: Sat Jul 28, 2007 9:52 am
Time moves in a spiral
Lars emerged from the straw small hut on the side of the river. He looked around, squinting in the sudden light. He quickly identified the downtown, and started off toward the neighborhood south of it.
A little while after Lars began to wander around the streets, he felt the tingle in the back of his head that meant that Ona was close to having a panic attack. Lars sighed and headed toward the source of the feeling. He found Ona sitting on a street corner clutching at her chest. He walked up to her and said, "Hey Ona. Why are you panicking?"
Ona tilted her head back, took a deep breath, and wailed, "I'm lost!" at the top of her lungs. Luckily Lars had the time to cover his ears.
"Well, c'mon, let's get you found. Where do you want to go?" Lars asked his almost girlfriend.
"Um, the local high school. I can't remember the name..." Ona said horsely, rubbing her throat.
Lars reached into his bag and handed her his special thermos. As Ona was pouring herself some throat soothing tea, Lars looked around for people in school uniforms. Spotting two young women, he tapped Ona on the shoulder and asked, "Say are those their uniforms?"
Ona looked where he was pointing and nodded. "I'm pretty sure, yeah..."
"Well, let's follow them. They must be going to school."
"A'right." Ona stood up, handed Lars his thermos, and began to walk towards the girls.
"Not so fast now!" Lars said at he followed her.
((OOC: The hut coveres a door to (and from) the Hall of Worlds. (Concept belongs to Mr. Fiest! Totally not mine!) So, yeah.))
always going forward, yet repeating itself.
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 11:07 pm
Iliana stood against the wall in what was to be her new school. Her pale violet eyes took in the students ans building around her. New schools were always hard for her. She was a complete klutz and she had a hard time making new friends. But that was bound to be even harder this time. Especially since she was a foriegn exchange student. That fact,at the very least was obvious. If anything screamed american it was her nearly white hair and her very limited knowledge of the customs.
She pushed off of the wall and moved down the hallway. Iliana reached a tan hand into her bag and pulled out a sheet of paper. She put the map of the school in front of her face. Sheets of white blonde hair fell like sheets around her face. That was probably to blame for the fact that Iliana tripped over her own to feet and went flying. She landed on the floor with a small "omph" as the paper left her hand and went sliding across the floor.
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 5:28 pm
Time moves in a spiral
Ona and Lars arrived at the school right behind the girls they had been following.
"Next step," Ona said in Greek, "Principal's office."
"Do you think we'd have to take exams to get in?" Lars asked in the same language as they walked in. "We may not know the local material."
"True."
As they entered, a piece of paper skidded to their feet. Ona looked over to a young women flat on the floor. Her pale hair caught Ona's eye.
"An exchange student?" she murmured to Lars in Greek.
"Probably."
"You deal with it," Ona declared, handing Lars the piece of paper.
Running a hand self consciously through his dirty blond hair, Lars approached the stranger. "Is this yours?" he asked in Japanese.
always going forward, yet repeating itself.
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Posted: Sun Oct 07, 2007 2:37 pm
((OOC: *pokes thread* Why does this always happen to RPs I join...?))
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