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PCOMM: ErickaArtsThe Confession
Kasumi Ishino was an eighteen year old member of the Hidden Leaf Village, and since she was ten years old she has had strong feelings for one Asuma Sarutobi; for eight years, Kasumi's parents scolded her for her feelings, but finally, they admitted why they didn't want her daughter to love such a man: he was a smoker.
Shocked and baffled by her parents' awful reasoning, she left the house to find Asuma, but after after a long morning of searching for him, she was tired out and found herself in the tavern drinking sake to ease her nervousness.
When I find him... I'll confess these feelings I've had for eight years! She was in a drunken daze, imagining their future together and even coming up with names for their to-be children. Yeah... Kasumi hiccuped and stared into her empty glass as her eyes glazed over a bit. I bet he'd be a loving and kind father, although kinda strict...
She stood up, s
SerahRose giftSummertime Fun
It was a hot summer evening when Rosemarie, Claude and Hiroshi decided to take a trip to the beach; originally, it was going to be a date between Rose and Claude, but little Hiroshi insisted to come along with his 'uncle'. Rose was annoyed and wanted to strangle the boy, but she gave in when Claude smiled cheerily and agreed to it.
The beach was mostly empty by the time they arrived; Rose refused to come earlier, since the bright sun made her uncomfortable -- as a vampire, she had a natural hatred towards the sun, but thanks to some special potions and training, she became able to survive in the sunlight.
"We're here!" Claude exclaimed, throwing down a large towel and umbrella. "...Oh, doesn't look like there are people here today." Hiroshi was continuously hitting a beach ball up into the air as he stood in the hot sand. "More room for us! Claaauuude, will you play catch with me?" He tosses the ball to the b
PCOMM: Game of Souls 2Game of Souls
Chapter 2 -- Home Sweet...Home?
Rachel and Hikari were extremely surprised when they found themselves on a boat to the underworld, being rowed across a river of ghastly green which was filled with swimming souls of the dead. In the distance was a gigantic black three-headed dog named Cerberus -- the guardian of the Underworld and Hades' pet.
Hikari screams when two of Cerberus' heads glare at her, while the other stares at Rachel curiously; they bore their fangs and Hikari nearly faints.
"EEEEK! YAAAA! OH MY GOD!! What is that thing?! A giant ugly demon dog! PLEASE DON'T EAT MEEE!!" Hikari shrieked, curling up into a ball on the boat. "Aw, you hurt his feelings," Rachel said, resting her chin on her hand. "He's kind of cute."
"Hey hey, Cerby! Don't scare the ladies," Hades said, rolling his eyes. "They're friends. Got it? Friends! I'll throw ya something to chew on l
PCOMM: Low-Class Dreamer 1/4Low-Class Dreamer 1
Juliet is a charming young female Sestren -- a race of mystical humanoids with some animal features -- at the age of seventeen; she lives in a world where magic and mystical beasts are common and social status is based upon magical prowess. Her powers were always weak and unstable, and as such she was marked as a low-class citizen, much to the disgrace of her noble Sestren-Magistrate parents.
She is often scolded and abused for her so-called 'uselessness' by her parents who would have disowned her by now if their reputations weren't at stake; they work Juliet to the bone with courses and tutors in hopes that her magical skill will increase some day, but Juliet's mind is on other matters...
Namely, matters of love and romance.
Juliet was sulking in her room with her head in her pillow, dreading the first day of the new school year tomorrow. Though her parents were strict and cruel, she was still blessed with a lav
PCOMM: Death Strike 1/8Death Strike 1
Coming of Age
Kenta Skyward is a normal teenager living in the small town of Sakawa in Kōchi, Japan; it is soon to be his sixteenth birthday -- the age when a boy becomes a man. On December 2nd, the day of his birthday, his parents both promised him a special gift, and he couldn't help but be a little excited and curious; he woke up early and his parents easily saw through his facade of having insomnia that night.
He was always like that, of course: trying to maintain a cool and detached personality, especially around his clingy, overprotective parents Lucas and Mao.
Kenta stood before his parents, still trying to hide his curiosity, but for some reason... they actually looked serious for once.
"Kenta," Lucas said proudly. "Now that you're sixteen, you're a man, and as such... there are some things you need to know -- things that your mother and I have kept secret from you." His wife, Mao, elbowed him in the sid
Just a Little CloserJust a Little Closer
Kira's Taijutsu Training
It was a bright, warm summer day in the Hidden Leaf Village, and rookie Jounin Akarine Kira decided to enjoy the weather and her spare free time with a bit of training in the outskirts of town. She was reading a book about Taijutsu -- body to body combat -- and thought that if she could master it, she and her squad-mates would be much safer on missions.
She walked along the road, unaware of her surroundings as she kept her nose in her book, but suddenly she ran into an all-too-familiar Jounin: Kakashi Hatake.
Oh, it's him... Kira blushed a little and bowed apologetically. "S-sorry, Kakashi!" The seasoned Jounin rubbed his hair and closed his own book. "Oh, good morning, Miss Akarine. Up pretty early, aren't you? Hmm, what's that, a book on Taijutsu...?" Kira quickly put the book away and sighed. "I told you to call me Kira. We're friends, right?"
"Sure we are," He crossed his arms. "So wh
When Dusk Meets DawnThe light of Dawn breaks through the clouds,
Its warmth washes over the land.
The gold and white beauty soars,
Carrying harmony and joy upon her wings.
Her duty is heavy, but she upholds the Light,
Her wish is only for Balance and peace.
She dances alone in the sunlight,
On the mountain home only to she.
Her cheerful song goes unheard to all but the trees,
Yet loneliness, she does not understand.
As evening comes, her feathers begin to fade...
Her golden eyes darken with the sky.
The sun begins to fall away,
As she reaches for the last light,
To grasp it firmly in her hands...
But it is gone before she can say goodbye.
Now the darkness covers all,
And she changes -- a beast of silver and black.
Her glare is icy, her nature is vicious,
She carries vengeance and death upon her wings.
Her duty is simple: to punish the wicked,
To keep the darkness from harming the light.
She lives in the shadows, a being of Dusk,
Her hungry fangs searching for prey.
Her song is full of sorrow, ye
SoundsI hear the pitter patter
Of the rain on the window pane.
The whispering wind against my face,
Blowing gently across the verdant grass.
Looking out my window, I can't help but smile...
I hear the beautiful bird's song,
Welcoming morning, praising the rain.
I hear the thunder, the crackling of the lightning.
The storm continues for some time,
I close my window and stare at the ceiling,
The fan twirls round and round,
A low hum keeps me cool.
I leave my room and hear the television,
The news speaks of tragedy; I can't help but shudder.
I get into my car and drive to the store,
Loud chitter chatter all around me.
People yelling and shouting,
People greeting and laughing,
I just want to escape
To my own little world of sound.
I escape back home,
Hidden away in my own sweet silence--
Yet it feels too quiet, so lonely.
I reach for my phone, thinking of him...
The dial of the numbers, with each click
I smile more and more...
I hear his voice, "Hello",
My heart beats loudly, I feel nervous.
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