Post by rosalie on Apr 22, 2011 21:00:19 GMT -5
{{OOC}} This is simply a thread with Kaen Yougi and Rosalie de la Belle. It could turn into a fight, it's all up to the way the way the thread goes. There are no special terms or conditions.
{{IC}} Rosalie was strolling through town, uncharacteristically mellow. Her hands were balled up at her side, dripping blood. Her teeth were bared in a grimace, the sharpened points glistening in the mid afternoon sun. Her black hair was out of its ponytail, wild and untamed for once; her black-and-purple clothes, disheveled. Her violet eyes were leaning towards red. The remnants of fish nets on her arms and legs were drenched in red. A broadsword hung limply at her back, a belt of five knives, two on each side and one in front, and two pockets with five shuriken each.
Needless to say, she was alone on one side of the street. As it was, she often avoided for her brilliant purple hair, her unsettled purple eyes, and her contradicting bubbly personality. But this was something new. The police were already called on her. Even as she walked, the police pulled up beside. Blatantly ignoring them, they grabbed her by the arm. The next second, the officer was on the ground, clutching at his throat, and the girl was on her way. A random Bystander, who happened to catch it on video, saw the girl grab one of her Kunai, cut the officers throat, and stick it back in her belt.
Rosalie sat down at a secluded park, her clothes newly drenched with blood. She was literally shaking with fury. however, the act of suppressing it grew too great, and she let out a roar of fury and frustration, punching a tree in the process. The tree, with a great creaking and rumbling, fell over, flattening various swingsets and benches in the process. She took a deep breath and looked around for potential candidates. "There!" She hissed under her breath, her eyes automatically pin pointing on a person who seemed to be mildly strong. She started walking towards him, her fists once again balling up. Her mouth opened again, this time not in a grimace, but in the demented smile of those who are about to kill.
{{IC}} Rosalie was strolling through town, uncharacteristically mellow. Her hands were balled up at her side, dripping blood. Her teeth were bared in a grimace, the sharpened points glistening in the mid afternoon sun. Her black hair was out of its ponytail, wild and untamed for once; her black-and-purple clothes, disheveled. Her violet eyes were leaning towards red. The remnants of fish nets on her arms and legs were drenched in red. A broadsword hung limply at her back, a belt of five knives, two on each side and one in front, and two pockets with five shuriken each.
Needless to say, she was alone on one side of the street. As it was, she often avoided for her brilliant purple hair, her unsettled purple eyes, and her contradicting bubbly personality. But this was something new. The police were already called on her. Even as she walked, the police pulled up beside. Blatantly ignoring them, they grabbed her by the arm. The next second, the officer was on the ground, clutching at his throat, and the girl was on her way. A random Bystander, who happened to catch it on video, saw the girl grab one of her Kunai, cut the officers throat, and stick it back in her belt.
Rosalie sat down at a secluded park, her clothes newly drenched with blood. She was literally shaking with fury. however, the act of suppressing it grew too great, and she let out a roar of fury and frustration, punching a tree in the process. The tree, with a great creaking and rumbling, fell over, flattening various swingsets and benches in the process. She took a deep breath and looked around for potential candidates. "There!" She hissed under her breath, her eyes automatically pin pointing on a person who seemed to be mildly strong. She started walking towards him, her fists once again balling up. Her mouth opened again, this time not in a grimace, but in the demented smile of those who are about to kill.
Strength - 50 {100} Points
Speed - 60 {120} Points
Spiritual Pressure - 30 {15} Points
Reiatsu Strength - 30 {15}Points
Light Aura - 60 Points
Dark Aura - 40 Points
Instinct - 40 Points
Senses - 40 Points
Energy sensory - 30 Points
Healing Expertise - 0 Points
Speed - 60 {120} Points
Spiritual Pressure - 30 {15} Points
Reiatsu Strength - 30 {15}Points
Light Aura - 60 Points
Dark Aura - 40 Points
Instinct - 40 Points
Senses - 40 Points
Energy sensory - 30 Points
Healing Expertise - 0 Points