Post by dorian on May 4, 2010 22:02:36 GMT -5
Dorian Alexander Grey
Oceanic Flight 192 Ship Manifest - - - -
Ticket purchased for DORIAN ALEXANDER GREY, at the age of TWENTY-FIVE.
His last residence was London, United Kingdom
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age: twenty-five
date of birth: March 4th
eye color: emerald
hair color: blonde
height: 6'2"
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Well Dorian, from what I can tell, seems like a strong guy. There is the mystery to him because no one really knows much about him and thats awesome. I'd love to see him confide in someone special, maybe a girl he gets close to, like Erika or Jay(as a friend of course). Why do I want to play Dorian? Because 'Mysterious' characters are the most fun to work with. They are epic to build stuff up with, and all that. What would I bring? Good posting, great character development, helpfulness to help the other canons OOCly. Why should you pick me? 'cause I can keep to being active, a great canon, and also be lots of fun to roleplay with.
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RP experience: 4 Years
how did you find us?: PBS
age: 17
gender:Male
rp sample:
It had been a long, long day and Sakura wanted nothing more than to go home and take a nice relaxing soak in her tub. Her muscles were cramping from being left to stay in the same position for hours as she poured over backed up paperwork. How so much paperwork had accumulated in two days she had no idea. I hate paperwork… It didn’t help that one of her former teachers, Kanaye, had returned to the village for a visit, and had followed her around all day to bug her. Well, she wasn’t sure he had done so with the sole purpose to bug her, but that’s what had ended up happening. He had constantly peppered her with questions about how the village was, how she was, how her love life was – at that one she had punched him through a window. Unfortunately he hadn’t seemed to get the message since he had come back only a few minutes later, bleeding from a small cut to his forehead. He had proceeded to lecture her on the “proper hospital procedure”, which “did not include breaking holes in the walls”. Ugh. After about ten minutes of that she was ready to strangle the carefree medic. Or at the very least lock him in a very small box and ship him back to Sunagakure where he belonged. How they had once been friends she didn’t know, because now she could clearly see that his grasp on sanity was shaky at best. The truth was that it was closer to being completely non-existent. Maybe it was all the sun from being in the desert. He hadn’t used to be quite that… well, quite that insane. So what else could it be besides the desert heat and sun? Getting hit through too many walls. That was another possibility, and a very likely one at that.
So when she finally got off of work, the last thing Sakura wanted was some Jonin – who was that guy anyway? She didn’t recognize him – running towards her screaming. Sakura-san, it’s Naruto. He’s at the gate bleeding like a mad man. What? She didn’t know whether to believe him, or think it was just some practical joke. After spending most of the day with Kanaye, she was prone to believe the latter. Maybe it was even Kanaye himself, trying to get her to chase after him. She wouldn’t put it past him. Only… She distinctly remembered him saying he was going to talk to Tsunade-sama. So why would he be back here only five minutes later, screaming like this? Besides, she didn’t even think he knew who Naruto was. Well, he probably did since almost every single Chunin level or higher shinobi did. With a sigh she reached up a pale skinned hand to rub the bridge of her nose. She was definitely going to have a headache… ”Ohaio shu wa hontoni?” Opening her eyes she narrowed her eyes at the man. ”And why exactly should I believe that? I don’t even know you.” Although her knowing him was a moot point since she would normally believe a complete stranger about something like this. Unless he looked suspicious anyway. Today was just not a good day for her, and she had no desire to go running to the village gate because of a ridiculous prank. And she really was in no mood to do that. If she did go and it was a prank, someone would be in for a beating of a life time, and even that wasn’t something she wanted to do right now. Bath time…
She was about to just up and leave to go to her apartment when she heard angry words about the Kyuubi. She froze, her entire body stiffening. Narrowing her eyes she slowly turned to fix the person who had spoken with a glare. ”I don’t believe you have any right to talk like that, do you Mooto-san?” Her voice was hard as she spoke, although her tone was soft. A threat. She watched as the man shivered. Good, so he did know to be afraid of her. Most of the people who worked at the hospital did though, since they all knew her – and what she was capable of. Many had even seen her show her true anger earlier when she had knocked Kanaye through that window. Taking a step toward the man she lowered her voice further, ”Naruto is a good friend of mine, and I don’t like people saying rude things about him. Do I make myself perfectly clear?” The tone she used was one that she had learned from Tsunade-sama. She just hoped that she could do it well enough that the man would listen. It seems that she could, because the man nodded jerkily and backed away swiftly, muttering ‘Gomen’. She knew of course that he wasn’t sorry at all, but she didn’t really care. She just hated when people said things like that about Naruto; it wasn’t like it was his fault for having the Kyuubi sealed within him. The villagers were stupid if they believed that it was. It had been the Yondaime who had sealed the beast into Naruto, but of course no one ever spoke ill of him. The Yondaime could never have done anything wrong, oh no. He was above reproach. Not in her mind at least. With another sigh she turned back to the Jonin. Although she was still wary, she might as well pretend that he was telling the truth and follow him. ”Watashi wo miru.”
A few minutes later she was almost at the gates when she heard the angry shouts. That wasn’t good… what in Kami’s name was going on? As she got closer she saw a bloody figure on the ground and she felt her heart drop. That couldn’t be… but it was. ”OI!” she screamed. ”Yame nasai! You leave him alone!” She didn’t even have to use her chakra to enhance her strength in order to make her way through the group, although some of the angrier men tried to shove her away. Sakura dropped to her knees next to her bleeding friend, wincing as a foot connected with her arm. Looking around, eyes blaring she snarled, ”Unless you all want to answer to the Godaime, leave him the hell alone! And someone had better go get another medic-nin or Tsunade-sama herself! IMA SUGU!” Not waiting to see if they would actually listen to her order she turned all of her attention to her friend. He was bleeding badly… what had happened to him? These wounds were awful, and she could tell he had lost a lot of blood. Good thing she still had a lot of her chakra—not that she actually believed she could heal him here. She could however, try to stabilize him long enough for help to arrive. Not even bothering to pull her hair back first, the pink-haired girl performed the hand signs that focused her chakra into her palms. As soon as it turned green she pressed her hands against Naruto’s chest, biting her lip as she concentrated on trying to stabilize him with her chakra.
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