Originally posted by Mandolorian
~interesting tell me is this like a futuristic like hovercars and plasma cannons or just like our world? if it's like really advanced i'll join~
Originally posted by Orochimaru\
[[just so you guys know im waiting to write my self in]]
"I wish for a name, Inuyasha." Sessho looked at him coldly, a feeling stirred in his breast. Protecting? Sessho was appaled by it. He felt compelled to protect the preistess' reincarnation.
Originally posted by Mandolorian
~luckily all my characters are usaully rich, or can i not have that?~
you can be rich, but don't be like:
__ shoots __, turns and shoots _________, etc, etc.)
Originally posted by Thunder Fox
(recap)
(erm.... nothing much... ppl finding hosts)
Originally posted by daisuke
[i am will to say yes to part of that, but not the entirity. holograms, virtural reality, plasma guns, but at high prices (or your a government official), hovercrafts. but remember that most players are the average civilians. use it responsible and i will allow it.]\
[okay]"I wish for a name, Inuyasha." Sessho looked at him coldly, a feeling stirred in his breast. Protecting? Sessho was appaled by it. He felt compelled to protect the preistess' reincarnation.
Originally posted by daisuke"i don't remember the name sesshomaru"
[i am will to say yes to part of that, but not the entirity. holograms, virtural reality, plasma guns, but at high prices (or your a government official), hovercrafts. but remember that most players are the average civilians. use it responsible and i will allow it.]\
[okay]"I wish for a name, Inuyasha." Sessho looked at him coldly, a feeling stirred in his breast. Protecting? Sessho was appaled by it. He felt compelled to protect the preistess' reincarnation.
Kenshi quietly slipped out of class yet again moving towards the Higurashi shrine that had still after all these years been kept in shape. It looked completely out of place but Kenshi was sure he would find something there. Some force within him wanted to go there to find it. Some tool, something what the hell he was going on completely nothing. Skipping school, ditching his friends, beating up random people as his anger seemed to be getting worse. Hands in pockets he wore his traditional white school uniform. He had bleached it only so he wouldn't be another drone. It also matched his white hair streaming along his face. Along with that he had recieved weird marks along his face. Some sort of design moving from the edges of his eyes. He would suddenly stop swearing he saw some form of static moving along his line of vision. Suddenly becoming crippled with pain he fell to his knees. "Oh my god..it hurts.." He couldn't scream only whisper the words as he caught his breath in the center of his throat. Letting out an exhasperated yell he would hit the ground school bag sliding. He had collapsed just a block away from the shrine. Eyes slowly opening he would be at a completely differen't state of mind. Getting from his feet he would dust himself off merely picking the bag up as well. He was someone completely differen't, or awakened more or less. Gaze filtering quietly his hair had changed as well. Sharp white spikes held up by the aura emanating from him. (Think Bakura from Yugioh.) He would continue towards the destined place hoping to find what he knew he was looking for.