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paixaorpg2009-02-14 01:17 am
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Starting Out With Violence [Active]
Character(s): Deidara, open
Content: Niflheim gate
Setting: Deidara enters Paixao.
Time: week 2, evening
Warnings: language, violence
When Deidara turned to tell Tobi to stop being an idiot and stay out of his way for the fight, he found that his annoying partner was nowhere to be found. Turning back to look again at Sasuke, he saw instead a gate made of ice, a line of vapid-looking blonds, and a massive dome he had never before seen or heard of. Even without entering, he could see the architecture inside--was an entire city in there?--and he could already imagine it falling to pieces and shattering to shining dust under an onslaught of perfectly sculpted bombs.
But before he could do that, he had to figure out where he was, and how he had gotten here. A time-space jutsu was his first thought, but he hadn't noticed anything, and certainly the Uchiha brat hadn't done anything. He marched through the gate.
"Sir," a guard, as pale as the rest of the line, called him, and Deidara, amused, stopped. "Sir, you can't cut in line. You have to wait in line for your journal."
Deidara's brow quirked, and, ignoring the admonishments given just moments earlier, pushed his way to the front of the line. "Yeah? Where the hell is this?"
"Sir, you can't--"
That was enough of this; Deidara blew the man up and picked up a machine in a claylike brown that seemed to be what he was handing out. Just for the sake of matching, Deidara blew up the rest of the line as well.
So, it was time to see just what this city would have in store.
Content: Niflheim gate
Setting: Deidara enters Paixao.
Time: week 2, evening
Warnings: language, violence
When Deidara turned to tell Tobi to stop being an idiot and stay out of his way for the fight, he found that his annoying partner was nowhere to be found. Turning back to look again at Sasuke, he saw instead a gate made of ice, a line of vapid-looking blonds, and a massive dome he had never before seen or heard of. Even without entering, he could see the architecture inside--was an entire city in there?--and he could already imagine it falling to pieces and shattering to shining dust under an onslaught of perfectly sculpted bombs.
But before he could do that, he had to figure out where he was, and how he had gotten here. A time-space jutsu was his first thought, but he hadn't noticed anything, and certainly the Uchiha brat hadn't done anything. He marched through the gate.
"Sir," a guard, as pale as the rest of the line, called him, and Deidara, amused, stopped. "Sir, you can't cut in line. You have to wait in line for your journal."
Deidara's brow quirked, and, ignoring the admonishments given just moments earlier, pushed his way to the front of the line. "Yeah? Where the hell is this?"
"Sir, you can't--"
That was enough of this; Deidara blew the man up and picked up a machine in a claylike brown that seemed to be what he was handing out. Just for the sake of matching, Deidara blew up the rest of the line as well.
So, it was time to see just what this city would have in store.
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He took a deep breath, readying himself just in case he needed sound, though. "I'm Sasame. Just looking out and seeing who or what was causing the chaos over this end of the city." He paused, looking at both of them, not specifying who he was addressing, "You are?"