Beta Ending!!

Sun Aug 08, 2010 5:07 pm by WTFlash

Alright ladies and gentlemen, the site exists and many of you have already posted and a select few are already approved. It's time to really kick things off with the real release! The plot will be posted; bijuu locations will be discovered and you can begin interaction in the game itself.

But no game works without a staff!

I have talked to and assigned many individuals already, however, if you …

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The Bijuu

Tue May 04, 2010 2:58 am by WTFlash

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Project Shinobi -- The Plot Thickens

Mon May 03, 2010 12:10 am by WTFlash


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Post by Tai on Wed Jul 28, 2010 3:29 pm

Hisoka Karimura

It's easier to see the world in black and white... grey? I don't know what to do with grey.

Note. Please could my username be changed to Hisoka, ty...

Name: Hisoka [Secretive, reserved...]
Nickname: Hiso
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Bloodline Trait:




In Battle.



  • Music.

  • Quietness.

  • Modest people.

  • Improvisation

  • Stealth/ remaining unseen.

  • Swordplay.

  • Solitude.


  • Arrogance.

  • Ignorance.

  • The deaths of innocent people.

  • Losing his temper.

  • People with short tempers.

Alignment: Neutral.
Ambitions: To ensure that he, the people he loves and any true hero will be remembered after their death.

Village: Village Hidden in the Clouds
Rank: Chuunin

1: Taijutsu
2: Kenjutsu
3: Medical Jutsu
4: ...
5: ...



Advanced: ...
First: ...
Second: ...
Third: ...

Stat Points:


Strength: 2.
Endurance: 2.
Speed: 2.
Dexterity: 5.
Intelligence: 2.
Wisdom: 0.


  • 19 years ago - Birth

  • 17 years ago - Learns to walk and talk at a relatively early age. Is brought up in the spiritual beliefs of his mothers clan, is taught the belief that the soul is a seperate entity from the body and told stories by his mother that would become an integral part of his childhood.

  • 13 years ago - Starts training at the age of six, as per usual for the clan [they never send their children to the academy]. His mother would serve as his instructor for the next six years and tutor him an hour everyday with another two hours set aside for physcial training. This training would vary between fifteen mile jogs, press ups, sit ups, weights and bare handed combat.

  • 11 years ago - Now in better shape, mentally and physically, than most people twice his age the training becomes more serious, shifting from basic unarmed combat to the use of swords and bows and he becomes proficient with both.

  • 8 years ago -Is injured in practice by an accident with a sword, leaving him with a small scar under his left eye and a much larger one across the back of his right shoulder.

  • 5 years ago - Told the truth about how his father died, holding off enemy soldiers so that his squad could succesfully escape with secret documents. His father's body was never found but two months after he was told a gravestone was erected in the local cemetary in his memory.

  • 4 years ago - Taught valuable stealth skills and is old enough to take part in the traditional Karimura two month survival training in the forests. Learns how to survive in the wilderness and how to hunt human beings.

  • 1 years ago - Becomes a shinobi at the rank of Chuunin, completes five medium ranked stealth and infiltration missions, saving the lives of his squad by risking his life to draw away an enemy patrol as well as treating a squad mate when he lost an arm by stopping the bleeding. Completes two more missions and is put foward as a potential candidate for promotion to Jounin but no decision has been made as of yet.

RP Sample:

Posted Sun 11 Jul 2010, 2:32 am on U.S :]

The Harbour - Memories and Musings

The sea was... strange. This was the main thought that crossed Ichiro's wandering mind as he sat atop the cold, grey stone of the harbour wall in the of the morning sun. His perch was solid, the large, granite slabs were strong and even, able to withstand the ever changing flow of the water with ease and a testament to the skill of the stonemason. Though… thought Ichiro more dolefully, time itself would eventually wear them down and the sea would claim them, the mason’s careful labour gone to waste. The world was more susceptible to the effects of aging than people thought, he mused... A small distance, no more than a hand span beneath his dangling legs the waves were lapping quietly against the water darkened stones of the lower wall, the sea appeared so gentle in her sleep, so still and calm and unassuming, a vague reflection of the sky bobbing up and down on its shimmering hide, the second sun gleaming with an unusual brilliance. It was, quite possibly, the most peaceful and undisturbed sight Ichiro had ever seen, but he remembered the river, he had seen it in all its foul moods, had been told how violently it had claimed his father and knew that the sea could turn just as easily, and once she had, her wrath was unmatched.

A small group of ships were no more than silhouettes in the distance, their sails spread wide and no doubt fluttering like the seabirds wings under the playful pushings and pullings of the coastal wind. The largest boat Ichiro had ever been on had been a small wooden rowboat, made for the river and unable to hold more than four medium built fishermen, so the thought of being aboard, let alone being at the absolute mercy of the sea in one of these huge and sturdy vessels both terrified and interested him in equal measure.

With a dull splash, a particularly large wave dashed against the stone, the spray gently raining down on his idling foot, bringing him out of his day dreaming and onto the harbour wall. Above him the harsh cry of a seabird, so dissimilar to the beautiful chirping songs of the mountain, rang out and he saw its broad shape pass over him out of the corner of his eye, its dark, trembling wings spread wide like fingertips trying to grasp the very air itself as it soared across the unblemished sky. Ichiro let out a deep breath of sea air that he hadn’t realised he had been holding and ran his fingers along the stone beneath them enjoying the sensation it brought, it was then he heard someone approaching him from behind, strange… numerous people had passed by but none had deliberately approached him as this one was. He didn’t bother with turning around, instead staring out at the picturesque ocean and waiting for the sound of their voice to call out to him…


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