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Post by brainsqugee on Oct 25, 2005 18:07:03 GMT -8
(Be sure to read the thread setup before posting)
Raiku Silverblade, a young boy no older than 13 wandered through the forests of Lothlorien. He wore an oversized cloak with a rather long cape that dragged against the ground whenever he walked. His little boots crushed the crackling leaves. He found a rather large bundle of sticks on the ground, and began to haul them back to his village. Treehouses and cabins lined throughout the woods, connected by a cobblestone road(except, obviously the treehouses. which were connected together by many wooden bridges). Lanterns paved the walkway when it became to dark to see, but it was easy enough to see during that time of day. Raiku eventually found his way to a small cabin, he moved the blanket that was being used a door and entered. " Hello Mother!" He proclaimed as he tossed the twigs into the flames."I'm going to go out and play for a while, alright? I'll be back before supper!" With that he sprinted out of the door. His mother whelped, "be careful!" out the door after him, but Raiku rarely heard anything when he was playing.
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Post by Zeffa! on Oct 27, 2005 14:18:34 GMT -8
Anaeryss had his arms folded, holding his wooden "sword" impatiently. "What's takin' him so long..?" he asked the group of others around him. He pushed off the rough tree impatiently, pacing back and forth a little. He adopted a poor fighting stance, holding the stick in a rough mockery of a defensive manner. He swung it left and right carefully, but with no force behind them. "He's going first... He's already late," exclaimed the boy. He seemed to be about 13 or so by human standards, a red headband covering his eyes. Orange hair spouted out the top, falling gently around his ears. The boy was obviously a rowdy type, judging by the scuffs and dirt on his face, arms, and legs.
He wore a simple brown vest, brown baggy pants, and a blue sash around his waist.
"I can't wait any longer.." he said, turning to the others gathered around. Almost immediatly after he said that Raiku could be seen in the background running...
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Post by brainsqugee on Oct 27, 2005 14:22:56 GMT -8
Raiku sprinted all the way to the group from his cabin, he breathed heavily from the effort he put into running. "Hey guys. Sorry I'm late, had some chores to do." He looked around at the group of people, "We should make teams..." He said, followed by a rather loud "first captain!"
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Post by Zeffa! on Oct 27, 2005 14:29:01 GMT -8
As usual, Anaeryss took second captain. (he's called Nary or Anny for short.) "Alright, first let's lay down the rules.. Last time we got into an argument over them, so this time we're settin' 'em down before." He pointed to an old lone aspen tree a good distance from where they were standing. "Beyond that tree is our territory," after stating that, he looked around for another landmark. The boy spotted a small boulder almost an equal distance from where they were. It was sometimes used for a king-of-the-hill game. "The rock can be yours."
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Post by brainsqugee on Oct 27, 2005 14:32:47 GMT -8
"I always get the rock..." Raiku said under his breath. "No hair pulling!" He said as he looked towards a slightly younger lad. He crossed his arms and thought of other rules. "What kind of game do you wanna play? King O' The Hill, Free for All, Capture the Flag? Doesnt matter anyway, I'll still beat you." He said defiently.
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Post by Sorrows on Oct 27, 2005 14:32:48 GMT -8
Traent was hardly suprised and hardly cared either way. He stood amongst the others, leaning on his own makeshift sword, patiently waiting for the sorting to finish. He enjoyed the game, no matter what teams were chosen, so long as he won. Normally reserved, he was quite competitive when it came to sports and the such. He wore quite tattered leather, vest and pants, overly large and raggidly and dirty. He was the apitamy of a scruff boy playing with his friends each day. Even his dirty brown hair was disheveled and seemed to go in every single direction.
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Post by Zeffa! on Oct 27, 2005 14:42:09 GMT -8
"Hrmph whatever... Anyway how about Oddball." he suggested. The game was simple, whichever team had the ball the longest won. "Ten minute rounds."
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Post by 7john7 on Oct 27, 2005 15:43:45 GMT -8
"Oddball sounds good." Said a stout lad about the age of 12. He wiped his hand through his sandy blonde hair and started scratching the back of his neck thinking to himself. "What are we going to use for a ball?" he then asked. He was not very tall for his age, but neither was he short, his height was around 5'7, he constantly wished to himself that he would one day hit 6'5 and be taller then his entire family. This was unlikely, but he never gave up hope. Samuel was his name, Samuel Rennune. Of course with a name like this he had his friends call him Sam. Samuel was too proper sounding of a name to go by for him. He didn't dress all that fancy he simply wore his pants and shirt, as he preferred.
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Post by brainsqugee on Oct 27, 2005 16:36:27 GMT -8
"We can use... umm..." Raiku scirmiged through his pockets for something, until he pulled out a blue ball, "we can use this!" He said. "Now to begin picking teams... Traent your with me." He said.
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Post by Zeffa! on Oct 27, 2005 18:10:11 GMT -8
"Hrm.. We'll take the human." Nary said, pointing to Samuel. He eyed the others judgingly, as if percieving their athletic prowess.. No one ever asked how he could see with the headband over his eyes.
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Post by Sorrows on Oct 27, 2005 19:55:01 GMT -8
Traent stepped over towards his 'Captain' Raiku. Obviously always first round draft, the boy was only 11, but very agile and mature in his skills for his age and size, a mere 5'4. He then turned, standing next to Raiku, and awaited the next draft.
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Post by deliverance on Oct 28, 2005 15:07:28 GMT -8
From up above a tree, there came a black blurr as a boy landed upon the ground. Looking towards the two teams, he stood in front of them and tilted his head to the side a bit.
"Well, I'm up for a game, despite what the name of it is," the boy said, "By the by, how does one play this 'game'?" The boy's skin was a pure obsidian black in nature, and even though he was skinny, it was obvious that he had been trained in some kind of defense. His black hair was spiked upwards, and his eyes were the color of rising mist. Glancing over the teams and the player's, he chuckled and awaited for a response.
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Post by brainsqugee on Oct 28, 2005 15:16:34 GMT -8
Raiku picked up his jaw off the ground and immedeitly pointed towards the noob. "Mine, get over here!" He said.
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Post by deliverance on Oct 29, 2005 18:20:21 GMT -8
Turning his head to look at the man who called him, his, he arched his brow defiantly. "The name is Hajime, and I'd like you to call me that." Walking over towards Raiku, he stood behind him and looked around for a few seconds and began to wonder. "So, how does one play this game?"
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Post by brainsqugee on Oct 29, 2005 22:08:13 GMT -8
"Well, you get the ball, and hold on to it as long as you can. Whichever team has it the longest by the end wins. Oh, and you can wack the other team with a stick if they have the ball." Raiku continued scanning the perimeter for any other canidates worthy enough to join his honerable order.
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