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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2015 4:40 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2015 6:37 pm
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XAyame_HatakeX Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2015 6:59 pm
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Samuru Sanmiitai : ✠
✠_| Jounin | Konohagakure Kumogakure | Doton : Raiton | AC 11,725 | ⇣ ⇣ ⇣ ✠_| | Genjutsu : Inception | Puppeteer : Marionette | Jinchuuriki: Nibi | ⇣ ⇣ ✠_| | | Sakkakugan [ Amiti ] | Chakra 570 | Stamina 90 | ⇣
As everyone left him, Samuru leaned back fully into the chair, slumping slightly as he tried to pull his energy back into himself. He could hear Amiti scolding in the back of his mind but he didn't have the strength to comment or speak to his other half. For a few minutes, as silence reigned around him, Samuru let his mind wander to his heart. He knew that they had healed all the broken parts of his internal but his heart still ached over the loss he couldn't prevent. Again, he had lost her. But this time...now she was truly gone. He wouldn't allow himself to accept that she would come back. If she did, he knew that both of them would push her away. He lifted his free hand and touched the bandages on his left side, feeling his cheek through the rough cotton. He dropped his hand quickly as a voice cut through his musing and Samuru looked up into another pink framed face They are EVERYWHERE. 'Oh shut up. Who is this one then?'.... 'Amiti...she knows my name so she met you.' I don't remember, all right? I think...we met once? Maybe? 'You're totally useless.' Like you could do any better, you worthless litt- he cut Amiti off before he got further into his cursing and spoke to the girl "I'm sorry...I don't remember you." he said softly, putting one hand down to the wheel of his chair. He couldn't turn it himself nor could he move without aid but right now "At this moment, I could use some water." Samuru turned and motioned to a little cart of water and snacks at the desk nearby "And, your name...I'd like that too." he added, his hand going back up to rub a spot near his hip, trying not to scratch a scab that was building.
OoC: Italics is mental discussion between Samuru and Amiti. Whichever personality is dominant at the time gets 'words' in quotes.
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Posted: Thu Sep 03, 2015 5:51 am
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XAyame_HatakeX Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2015 12:22 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2015 8:47 am
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XAyame_HatakeX Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 15, 2015 6:45 pm
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Samuru Sanmiitai : ✠
✠_| Jounin | Konohagakure Kumogakure | Doton : Raiton | AC 11,725 | ⇣ ⇣ ⇣ ✠_| | Genjutsu : Inception | Puppeteer : Marionette | Jinchuuriki: Nibi | ⇣ ⇣ ✠_| | | Sakkakugan [ Amiti ] | Chakra 570 | Stamina 90 | ⇣
She liiiikes you. 'Oh, shut up.' Hahaha! You're pathetic. 'You're the one with a broken heart.' Samuru winced as Amiti reacted to his jab, a mental spike of fury that rushed through his head and forced a flush to rise along his throat. He coughed, choking slightly on the water even as Hanna smiled at him Don't mention that again. Amiti's warning was a growl and Samuru used the back of his hand to wipe his mouth, the color on his throat dying down. He leaned back in his chair and was quietly contemplating what to say to when she spoke. Bad memories, voices and needles. Samuru tilted his head so he could look at her with his one eye, his expression unreadable thanks to the bandages that still stretched across his nose and chin. He rested the water bottle between his right knee and the side of the chair "I don't need a table. I intend to be out of this chair in a few weeks, if I can collect what I need." he replied smoothly, his tone a little off as he continued to do battle with the pain Amiti was applying. It felt like he was holding a hot spike to the side of Samuru's mental walls and it wasn't doing anything for his attention span "Voices." Samuru pressed the word firmly into the conversation, not distracted by the change Hanna had tried to make "What do you mean by that?" he asked pointedly. He probably didn't have any right to ask but she had mentioned it. His expression was more interested than judgmental and even Amiti had settled down into a sullen silence, interested as well to hear what would be said. It didn't seem like she would be like what they were, her indication of 'many voices' defining that as different from Amiti Everything is different from me. 'Maybe not.' Maybe. "Please, can you...explain that?"
OoC: Italics is mental discussion between Samuru and Amiti. Whichever personality is dominant at the time gets 'words' in quotes.
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Posted: Fri Sep 18, 2015 6:08 pm
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CanoodlingFlibbertyJibbit
Hanna Rank: Genin Chakra: 280 Stamina: 260
Hanna watched Samaru and tilted her head to the side as his color changed and he choked. She almost asked him if it had been the water he had choked on, but he quickly recovered and went to speaking. She suddenly had the image of the man she had tried to save almost as soon as she had gotten her headband. He had choked on something and died not long after with no explanation. Hanna shook her head, shaking the memory away. Hanna had hoped he would keep the conversation towards him, but of course that didn't happen. She gave a small squeak as he asked her to explain. Should she tell him? NO, he doesn't need to know about us. Don't you say a word b***h. Don't say anything or we'll make sure we never leave you! Hanna built up her courage and the small blue and pink peacock seemed to grow a little and regain most of his leg. She took a deep breath and looked at Samaru, did he think her a freak already? No, he seemed.......like he was listening. She tapped the side of her head, I have many of them in here. Just yelling away. They actually don't want me telling you this. She said giving a light chuckle. They are different sides of me, I guess. Whichever situation I'm in depends on which one shows up. Most of them are mean though. I have one that is particularly gruesome in everything she does. She said watching that one within her head smile like a cat who'd eaten the canary. Hanna gave a shiver and looked at Samaru. I had a foster family that raised me as a weapon, that's why I'm so much older of a genin. They tried to take my blood and give it to others for more assassins for them, but all it did was crystallize the person they put it into. The voices came along as my way of coping, or my brain's way of dealing with what I was going through. I just remember I was alone and then I wasn't. Hanna ran her hand through her pink hair, pulling out some dirt that was in it from when she had been on the ground. She studied it for a moment before flicking it away. I don't even remember what I was like without them, but they take over without warning sometimes, which is why one of the ones that attacked the village is now in a diamond coffin. She took over, used the crystal that had already attached to his face, and she pushed them inwards. His blood crystallized and the shards went through his face. Hanna took a deep breath a tear slipping out fr the loss of life that didn't have to be. It felt good to get it out, but she knew they would get her back for this. They always did. I try to build walls and all I get are fences, with holes. There's also another something there. A peacock that's pink and blue. It used to be so large but now it's missing feathers and a leg and it's tail is too short and isn't as full as it used to be. I don't know what it is, it tries to protect me. Hanna gave a chuckle, Sounds stupid right?
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XAyame_HatakeX Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2015 4:45 pm
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Samuru Sanmiitai : ✠
✠_| Jounin | Konohagakure Kumogakure | Doton : Raiton | AC 11,725 | ⇣ ⇣ ⇣ ✠_| | Genjutsu : Inception | Puppeteer : Marionette | Jinchuuriki: Nibi | ⇣ ⇣ ✠_| | | Sakkakugan [ Amiti ] | Chakra 570 | Stamina 90 | ⇣
Samuru listened silently to her as she spoke and he ran his hand over his chest as he did, feeling the bandages under his hospital shirt So not like us. 'Are you sure?' Amiti scoffed and a flood of images and thoughts broke into his mind, making him flinch away as Hanna mentioned the man she'd killed. It wasn't to her words, he was numb towards killing at this point, but to all that Amiti was flooding him with. Her issue, he pointed out, was that these personalities were part of her fractured mind and did nothing to augment or change her skills Nothing. Like. Us. Samuru dug the bandaged tips of his fingers into the side of his skull, trying to get Amiti to lower the tone as Hanna finished speaking "I don't...no, its not stupid." slowly, Amiti was receding for the moment and he took most of the pain with him. Samuru took a shaky breath and his hand dropped back to the water bottle, fingers lightly brushing the outside of it "I think its something you need to get better control of. If they're in charge, you're not and that's dangerous for anyone who is with you at the time. Friend or enemy." when he looked up at her, his face looked worn, much older than his seventeen years and his expression was haggard "I won't pretend to know what its like in your head." Amiti's laughter was hungry and vicious but it didn't hurt Samuru like before "But if you don't deal with those voices or personalities...they'll consume you. You've got some protection which is likely the only reason you haven't been chained up in your own mind." he spoke from experience. He'd given Amiti control before he came here and Samuru had found himself bound in an eternal darkness until Amiti had been injured. It had cracked the darkness, allowing him to escape his prison but Samuru didn't have a developed personality. It was slowly growing but... his eye was an earnest blue/brown as he waved away her effort to brush this off "I don't know how to help you. But you need to find someone or some way to force these personalities either out...or get them under your control." Or ally yourself. 'We're not allies.' No, we're not. You know what I want and you know that if you slip, I'm going to win. But she's not like us. Samuru twisted his fingers around the top of his bottle and quietly said "Don't let those things win. It will ruin you." he picked up the bottle and put it to his lips but didn't drink, letting the bottle rest on his chest lightly.
OoC: Italics is mental discussion between Samuru and Amiti. Whichever personality is dominant at the time gets 'words' in quotes.
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 8:45 am
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XAyame_HatakeX Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 4:03 pm
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Samuru Sanmiitai : ✠
✠_| Jounin | Konohagakure Kumogakure | Doton : Raiton | AC 11,725 | ⇣ ⇣ ⇣ ✠_| | Genjutsu : Inception | Puppeteer : Marionette | Jinchuuriki: Nibi | ⇣ ⇣ ✠_| | | Sakkakugan [ Amiti ] | Chakra 570 | Stamina 90 | ⇣
Samuru's face twisted and he spoke harshly for the first time "That's weakness. Pathetic. And cowardly." his words were acidic and snarled, his mouth twisting at the side "No wonder you're losing to them. You're a weak minded fool if you think they're helping you. And that's why they will rip you into bloody shreds and leave you dead in your own mind. A prisoner to anything they want to do." What a pathetic, useless sow. '...' Even you can't deny that, Samuru. They'll consume her, if they are as strong as she claims, and s**t her out like the excrement she is. "You let them do what you can't? Do you think that by 'taking a back seat' you're not responsible? You're hands are so fouled with blood, probably more than theirs, because of that." his blue/brown eye appeared to be filling with blood, the color turning muddy even though the whites remained untouched. Samuru's features were harder than before, the wounds sharper and more prominent, his countenance becoming gaunt and cruel "Think worse of you? If you could kill me, I would be ashamed. I think less of you because you refuse to take responsibility for your negligence. The fools who sent you to kill, the personalities who kill and you. All of you have blood on your hands." Amiti glared at Hanna, his disgust obvious as he leaned back from her, his fist clenching. The bandages were tight across his knuckles and he loosed his hand "He was wrong." he spat out the words "You are already a ruin, one of your own making. Fences? Walls? That's what you told him you fought with?!" Amiti was so obviously different from the Samuru she had been speaking to. He sat different, with a judging arrogance that manifested as unconstrained rage along his limbs that caused minor trembles in the muscles. His torso was rigid and his spin had straightened noticeably as he no longer slumped. Amiti's eye was dark red/brown and hateful "You rely on them, like a child hiding in her mother's skirts while she's brutalized. You defend when you should slaughter. They will kill you. As all things that are stronger will do to the weak and pitiful." Stop it, Amiti... 'You're lackluster defense of this is only proving me right. She's going to die.' "Do you know what will become of you when the break that fence and roast that pretty little bird in your head? You'll be a rotting corpse in the mind of a puppet. You want to do something about them?!" he threw the bottle at a nurse who had been approaching, concern on her face turning to surprise until she turned and ran from what she saw on his face. He looked back at Hanna, his fury and disgust at her weakness apparent "You don't know if you can get rid of them... you're addicted to your imagined innocence, you mean. When you're really ready to get rid of them, come and ask Samuru for me." A doctor was hurrying over, followed by the nurse who had run earlier and Amiti sat back in his wheelchair, the red bleeding from his iris to some unknown part of his mind "When you're ready to eat them, ask for Amiti. And we'll see if you're strong enough to kill your mind." he put the back of his hand into the bandage over his eye, pushing at the pain that was rocketing around his skull "G-go away, Hanna." Samuru twisted his head up to look at her, his eye becoming bloodshot as the doctor came to kneel by him "Don't tell anyone a-about this." he warned as the doctor checked his heart rate, the doctor glance at Hanna.
OoC: Amiti took over after the sow comment, not fully until he appeared to physically change (which was just Amiti adjusting how the body sits) but its ending with Samuru... Hope its not confusing. Italics is mental discussion between Samuru and Amiti. Whichever personality is dominant at the time gets 'words' in quotes.
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Posted: Wed Sep 30, 2015 6:07 pm
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XAyame_HatakeX Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Oct 02, 2015 4:52 pm
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Samuru Sanmiitai : ✠
✠_| Jounin | Konohagakure Kumogakure | Doton : Raiton | AC 11,725 | ⇣ ⇣ ⇣ ✠_| | Genjutsu : Inception | Puppeteer : Marionette | Jinchuuriki: Nibi | ⇣ ⇣ ✠_| | | Sakkakugan [ Amiti ] | Chakra 570 | Stamina 90 | ⇣
Amiti bared silent fangs behind Samuru's mind, the two personalities straining towards and against each other. The doctor carefully checked Samuru's chest, making sure the bandages hadn't come loose, subtly dosing him with a mild muscle relaxant to prevent any strain. Samuru glared at Hanna before a weariness crossed his face at her words. Take his own advice. That's hardly an option. 'No, its not.' "That's not an option for me." he replied quietly, using his hand to wave the doctor away. Leaning back into his chair, he waited in silence as the doctor left, the nurses going back to their desk while keeping a little bit of a watch on the two. Twisting his head to watch Hanna, his face was relatively blank, no expression as he assessed her "Coming to me is the worse thing you can do. Go to someone else for help." he said cautiously, his expression changing only slightly. His hand rubbed at the spot where he'd been given the relaxant, a scowl breaking the calm surface If we beat her hard enough ma- 'No.' She's weak, beating her wil- 'No. We have two limbs, thanks. Nothing is going to happen fo-' We've already solved that issue. You know that. 'Still, a solution is only words until we get the parts.'....true. his hand drifted up and touched the bandages across his left eye, knowing how empty it was behind them. His surgery for a replacement was scheduled for a week, once he was strong enough...but Samuru knew he needed something more than sight. Weakness is death. 'Weakness is death...' Samuru whispered the words under a breath, not loud enough to be heard, the mantra heavy in his chest.
OoC: Italics is mental discussion between Samuru and Amiti. Whichever personality is dominant at the time gets 'words' in quotes.
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2015 5:27 pm
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XAyame_HatakeX Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Oct 13, 2015 6:23 pm
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