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Post by Gannobei Garena on Sept 4, 2011 23:18:07 GMT -5
Hey it's me, Gan / Gannello <3! I was just wondering if you guys want posting templates? I can make you one B| Just post here. I make my own post templates, graphics, table codes and blah blah blah site stuff. If you want signatures, icons and the latter, please just post here with the code below. (Yes I want to do some activity ;A; since my finals will end and I have a two week break.) Okay? <3 You can see examples of my posting templates and signatures and icons on my accounts : Gannobei Garena and Magnet Rui.I ONLY USE PHOTOSHOP CS3 SINCE MY OS IS CHEAP BTW. /shotd
[blockquote][size=1][ul][li][b]OOC NAME:[/b] your cbox name [/li][li][b]Character[/b]: for who will I make? [/li][li][b]Request[/b]: signature, icon, post template, signature words? [/li][li][b]Number[/b]: how many sigs/icons/post templates/signature words? [/li][li][b]Adds[/b]: any requests for your sigs/icons/post templates/signature words that you like me to add on while editing?[/li][/ul][/size][/blockquote]
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Post by BuckingHORSE on Sept 4, 2011 23:30:27 GMT -5
You're amazing. - OOC NAME: BuckingHORSE
- Character: Dino.
- Request: Posting template.
- Number: If it's not much of a trouble, 2 will do.
- Adds: Hmmm... Not really, you're free to do as you wish.
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Magnet Rui
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Post by Magnet Rui on Sept 5, 2011 1:13:45 GMT -5
Your first template: (Do you want me to make icons of Dino also? I will try posting your second one if I have time ^^) Quote to copy - replace the texts except the CODES. icon 1 , icon 2, icon 3 Because there are people I need to protect, No words are needed if there is resolution Even if I'm forsaken, even if there is Come with me, be more hard, be more hard
It's probably a little different
[/size] It's not that I wish for a fight[/center] The red head huffed as she charged completely around when she was chased by those prefects. She smiled, with a Cheshire cat grin after knowing that her day was complete. Well, she’s just the ol’ delinquent with boots and male uniform around the campus and it has been the normal issue. Had Vongola Decimo Cloud guardian be there she’d be lectured (for he was also a mentor of the woman). While she was thinking about that, Gannobei flickered, a bit tired. Her endurance wasn’t as better as of the other people out there. In fact, she was always worn out whenever she runs but she reasons that it was a good hobby to do around. Because of this, the red head never noticed that she was overpowering the weak side of her, and she is abusing herself, sometimes letting her boss and best friend worry much about her. That’s not the issue here, nor the case. It was fine for her… at least the ‘secret’ wasn’t known.
It has been Gannobei’s hobby to pass the shrine before entering the secret base entrance that Hanashi told her to cross all the time. She just came off from school after the singers club activity, homework and rushing off the prefect camp. It was fun for her to do. Speaking of which, the other sections of the fourth year and the aspects of the younger high schools have no classes today. Damn it… she never had a vacation even during Saturdays. It was always “Hey Gannobei! Do this! Do that!”. Sometimes she cannot even attend mafia meetings because of the busy school tact and the poor excuses that were considered by the majority as the major issue of acceptance. The red head never declined those. Why? She never wanted to disappoint people even if some append to annoy her, or the vice versa. Whatever works was also part of the motto and daily motivation that runs on her head. To her this was better than killing herself from boredom. Yes, she HAS classes today and extracurricular activities. No excuses… because she wasn’t wanted or notified to come for a meeting at the base.
Her boots made such thumps that were equal to the skipping heartbeats caused by exhaustion. Her red hair flowed and flaw match her crimson bloodshed colored eyes. Her look was troubled. She never stopped until she reached the entrance of the shrine. The echo of the birds chirping and the slow sound of silence was enveloping, like the certain aura that she knew would be present around the quiet place. Her breathe was also heard due to silence. The red head stopped, huffs bit made and literally stood straight. Her face looked likely pale, but there was this smile that didn’t fade. She didn’t mind how she was looking for the past few days. Probably because she’s completely numb of sickness? Who knows? It was always like that.
Pressing her fingers together, closing her eyes and praying, the red head bowed talking quite moderate. “Arigatoo gozaimasu, Kami-sama.”(Trans: “Thank you very much, dear God.”). She continued to whisper her prayers and how thankful she was. She also proceeded with her prayers for her friends and typically a lost one which saddened her a bit.
xx WORDS 1234 xx TAG/S open xx MUSIC blah by blah xx NOTES blah bah blah
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Post by experimenter — on Sept 5, 2011 17:45:58 GMT -5
- OOC NAME: The Awkward Doctor // The Tempermental Raccoon
- Character: Kouga Nurokawa // Emi Katsumi
- Request: post template
- Number: 2
- Adds: Kouga: I'm a man of the future. No longer will man-kind have to suffer because of the ignorance of the modern trash who calls themselves doctors.
Emi: Everyday I think about the next person who will disappoint me and leave me behind to pick up the pieces of another let-down. ( & anything else you think would make them look nice )
I want two seperate ones, one for Emi and one for Kouga (therefore two).
THANKYOU!
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Post by Gannobei Garena on Sept 6, 2011 0:01:58 GMT -5
SORRY FOR THE WAIT ! Here’s your second template x3 (Oh okay the text was from a fanfic of mine/shotd Just replace it with your post. Your character’s dialogue is in orange.. The other character intact is in green. :3) Words 1234 Tag/s open Muse blah
Her heart beats went faster that time, and so for our dear prefect vice-chairman. He was in the middle of telling himself “no” but majority pondering “yes”. As he watched the woman pushes him away, his body automatically moved on its own accord. He looked like he had played tough enough for her. Right there, right now, she was there. He knew that there would be not a single chance like this again. It made him feel so bad. Despite being the prim and proper natural of his persona, his heart ached for her. He wanted her. He wanted Hanashi Vampa right now.
With the short pauses itself, the prefect spoke. “Don’t go.” His breath was normal, the sound of his voice toned like he was soundless, only heard by the girl who pushed him away. His eyes were locked up on her. Not on her body, but on her. What was this feeling? He himself asked it for so many times, but then he knew that it was what publicity termed as ‘love’. Oh love… why was it even considered amongst people?
Hana herself blinked twice the moment he heard her. She froze, her eyes locked upon the spell of his gazes. That crimson pair only eyed on the beautiful turquoise haired woman who was in the presence of his own territory. Now that she knew he would stop her by the wrist, she decided to fight back. What good is the Cavallone’s right hand man when she couldn’t get herself in such a situation like this? She grunted a bit lower the moment she found his sentence irritating. She capped herself away from her. ‘No, don’t listen to him. He’s just saying that.’ Her thoughts contrasted to the beating of her heart leaving her much distracted. Out of the blue, her words crowded. “Let go off, Magnet.” Her voice was really hard and rough like she’s fighting the skipping feeling she has locked inside, right her and right now.
The prefect didn’t dare let go off her. Instead, he had the other wrist on one hand. She was fighting for her own struggle instead of even listening to him. The motion of his body was matching majority of the complex situation he was getting. He finally knew that he really wanted her after a couple of minutes, understanding what the heart wants to say. He blankly looked at her and pinned her on the wall. He towered much than her taking the advantage as he glared at her. Hana was caught in the middle of his trap.
The turquoise haired female blushed pinker than the usual. She wanted to shout at him real bad but something told her she couldn’t. Somehow the voice was powering. “I said let go off me!”
[/b] she was already struggling, even managing to kick him but he stood stiff like a rock, not even budging just to tell her that there’s nothing she can do already. Knowing the Cavallone’s Storm guardian, Hana didn’t give up. She continued to fight back trying to raise her wrists from the hold of the person who leaned her. Her heart beats went much faster than the usual leaving her confused at the moment. It was about to tackle her inner self. “Are you deft?! Let go off me!”, her voice stormed once again. It was irritating him that he thought of something to do. As for normal people, they’d do, but for the calm Magnet it didn’t work. His mind has decided which is which, and the answer he would give is solitude itself, between the two of them. “I need you, Hana.”His words were so solid that even the turquoise haired girl’s movements were way naturally not working on him. Actions speak louder than words, yet the blankness of his tone beats her struggles. Because of this, the prefect vice chairman secured her deep, getting lower near her face. Closing his eyes, he can already feel the breath of the woman. He continued to go near her. She can see what’s happening here already. The female tried to shout, but her lips were locked tight by his lips, touching hers and stopping her shouting. He rolled his tongue searching for hers while hearing the brinks of her shouts that cannot be heard much due to the seal. She can feel herself blushing and falling over, little by little as he lax with passion. Her eyes which were widened with angst now smoothly closed, and her budges stopped by, making her fall under the grace and spell of this prince charming. ‘Magnet, don’t do this… If you do so… I might not… hold….’ Her thoughts were saying the same thing. If she gives in, their fight is over. In every start, there’s always one appropriate finish.[/blockquote] Notes Write here anything you want to say OOC – wise! [/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] TEMPLATE BY gannello HEADER && ART BY gannello [/blockquote][/font][/center] AND.. HERE ARE THE EXTRAS. B| MY MUSE IS OVERFLOWING I MANAGED TO MAKE A SIG AND ICONS. I hope it’d be of good help to you <3
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Post by Magnet Rui on Sept 6, 2011 0:37:14 GMT -5
FOR KOUGA <3<3<3 (Character words in darkblue, NPC words in lightblue, thoughts in italic. I made it as simple but pretty as possible <3) I'm a man of the future xxx No longer will man-kind have to suffer because of the ignorance of the modern trash who calls themselves doctors.
Her heart beats went faster that time, and so for our dear prefect vice-chairman. He was in the middle of telling himself “no” but majority pondering “yes”. As he watched the woman pushes him away, his body automatically moved on its own accord. He looked like he had played tough enough for her. Right there, right now, she was there. He knew that there would be not a single chance like this again. It made him feel so bad. Despite being the prim and proper natural of his persona, his heart ached for her. He wanted her. He wanted Hanashi Vampa right now.
With the short pauses itself, the prefect spoke. “Don’t go.” His breath was normal, the sound of his voice toned like he was soundless, only heard by the girl who pushed him away. His eyes were locked up on her. Not on her body, but on her. What was this feeling? He himself asked it for so many times, but then he knew that it was what publicity termed as ‘love’. Oh love… why was it even considered amongst people?
Hana herself blinked twice the moment he heard her. She froze, her eyes locked upon the spell of his gazes. That crimson pair only eyed on the beautiful turquoise haired woman who was in the presence of his own territory. Now that she knew he would stop her by the wrist, she decided to fight back. What good is the Cavallone’s right hand man when she couldn’t get herself in such a situation like this? She grunted a bit lower the moment she found his sentence irritating. She capped herself away from her. ‘No, don’t listen to him. He’s just saying that.’ Her thoughts contrasted to the beating of her heart leaving her much distracted. Out of the blue, her words crowded. “Let go off, Magnet.” Her voice was really hard and rough like she’s fighting the skipping feeling she has locked inside, right her and right now.
The prefect didn’t dare let go off her. Instead, he had the other wrist on one hand. She was fighting for her own struggle instead of even listening to him. The motion of his body was matching majority of the complex situation he was getting. He finally knew that he really wanted her after a couple of minutes, understanding what the heart wants to say. He blankly looked at her and pinned her on the wall. He towered much than her taking the advantage as he glared at her. Hana was caught in the middle of his trap.
The turquoise haired female blushed pinker than the usual. She wanted to shout at him real bad but something told her she couldn’t. Somehow the voice was powering. “I said let go off me!” she was already struggling, even managing to kick him but he stood stiff like a rock, not even budging just to tell her that there’s nothing she can do already. Knowing the Cavallone’s Storm guardian, Hana didn’t give up. She continued to fight back trying to raise her wrists from the hold of the person who leaned her. Her heart beats went much faster than the usual leaving her confused at the moment. It was about to tackle her inner self. “Are you deft?! Let go off me!”, her voice stormed once again. It was irritating him that he thought of something to do. As for normal people, they’d do, but for the calm Magnet it didn’t work. His mind has decided which is which, and the answer he would give is solitude itself, between the two of them.
“I need you, Hana.”
His words were so solid that even the turquoise haired girl’s movements were way naturally not working on him. Actions speak louder than words, yet the blankness of his tone beats her struggles. Because of this, the prefect vice chairman secured her deep, getting lower near her face. Closing his eyes, he can already feel the breath of the woman. He continued to go near her.
She can see what’s happening here already. The female tried to shout, but her lips were locked tight by his lips, touching hers and stopping her shouting. He rolled his tongue searching for hers while hearing the brinks of her shouts that cannot be heard much due to the seal. She can feel herself blushing and falling over, little by little as he lax with passion. Her eyes which were widened with angst now smoothly closed, and her budges stopped by, making her fall under the grace and spell of this prince charming. ‘Magnet, don’t do this… If you do so… I might not… hold….’ Her thoughts were saying the same thing. If she gives in, their fight is over. In every start, there’s always one appropriate finish.xxx NOTES: blah blah blah
[/left] TAGS here WORDS 1234 MUSIC here So Just Look Here xxx Because we let the credits roll! xxx Template is made by gannello [/blockquote][/blockquote]
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Post by Magnet Rui on Sept 6, 2011 0:58:35 GMT -5
AND... FOR EMI. (I HOPE YOU DONT MIND THE COLORS. "OTL) Everyday I think about the next person who will disappoint me and leave me behind to pick up the pieces of another let-down
Her heart beats went faster that time, and so for our dear prefect vice-chairman. He was in the middle of telling himself “no” but majority pondering “yes”. As he watched the woman pushes him away, his body automatically moved on its own accord. He looked like he had played tough enough for her. Right there, right now, she was there. He knew that there would be not a single chance like this again. It made him feel so bad. Despite being the prim and proper natural of his persona, his heart ached for her. He wanted her. He wanted Hanashi Vampa right now.
With the short pauses itself, the prefect spoke. “Don’t go.” His breath was normal, the sound of his voice toned like he was soundless, only heard by the girl who pushed him away. His eyes were locked up on her. Not on her body, but on her. What was this feeling? He himself asked it for so many times, but then he knew that it was what publicity termed as ‘love’. Oh love… why was it even considered amongst people?
Hana herself blinked twice the moment he heard her. She froze, her eyes locked upon the spell of his gazes. That crimson pair only eyed on the beautiful turquoise haired woman who was in the presence of his own territory. Now that she knew he would stop her by the wrist, she decided to fight back. What good is the Cavallone’s right hand man when she couldn’t get herself in such a situation like this? She grunted a bit lower the moment she found his sentence irritating. She capped herself away from her. ‘No, don’t listen to him. He’s just saying that.’ Her thoughts contrasted to the beating of her heart leaving her much distracted. Out of the blue, her words crowded. “Let go off, Magnet.” Her voice was really hard and rough like she’s fighting the skipping feeling she has locked inside, right her and right now.
The prefect didn’t dare let go off her. Instead, he had the other wrist on one hand. She was fighting for her own struggle instead of even listening to him. The motion of his body was matching majority of the complex situation he was getting. He finally knew that he really wanted her after a couple of minutes, understanding what the heart wants to say. He blankly looked at her and pinned her on the wall. He towered much than her taking the advantage as he glared at her. Hana was caught in the middle of his trap.
The turquoise haired female blushed pinker than the usual. She wanted to shout at him real bad but something told her she couldn’t. Somehow the voice was powering. “I said let go off me!” she was already struggling, even managing to kick him but he stood stiff like a rock, not even budging just to tell her that there’s nothing she can do already. Knowing the Cavallone’s Storm guardian, Hana didn’t give up. She continued to fight back trying to raise her wrists from the hold of the person who leaned her. Her heart beats went much faster than the usual leaving her confused at the moment. It was about to tackle her inner self. “Are you deft?! Let go off me!”, her voice stormed once again. It was irritating him that he thought of something to do. As for normal people, they’d do, but for the calm Magnet it didn’t work. His mind has decided which is which, and the answer he would give is solitude itself, between the two of them.
“I need you, Hana.”
His words were so solid that even the turquoise haired girl’s movements were way naturally not working on him. Actions speak louder than words, yet the blankness of his tone beats her struggles. Because of this, the prefect vice chairman secured her deep, getting lower near her face. Closing his eyes, he can already feel the breath of the woman. He continued to go near her.
She can see what’s happening here already. The female tried to shout, but her lips were locked tight by his lips, touching hers and stopping her shouting. He rolled his tongue searching for hers while hearing the brinks of her shouts that cannot be heard much due to the seal. She can feel herself blushing and falling over, little by little as he lax with passion. Her eyes which were widened with angst now smoothly closed, and her budges stopped by, making her fall under the grace and spell of this prince charming. ‘Magnet, don’t do this… If you do so… I might not… hold….’ Her thoughts were saying the same thing. If she gives in, their fight is over. In every start, there’s always one appropriate finish.
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Post by ♥candy.addict on Sept 6, 2011 8:47:23 GMT -5
Wuuu! I'm not that much of a super-duper-long-writer but I would like one, too if that's alright ;A; - OOC NAME:Choco (Which is my Charaname too /shotd)
- Character: Choco (/shotd xD)
- Request: post template ._.
- Number: 1 :3
- Adds: Anything Candy/Sweet related would just...fit awesomely . xD
as for words: Entertain me with the special full course I'm wearing a full smile Because I ate up everything "amai mono ga suki yo!"
I will love you eternally ._.
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Post by Magnet Rui on Sept 7, 2011 0:33:20 GMT -5
HERE IS YOURS, CHOCO. I made it as YUMMY as possible. /shotd <3 I love the colors myself /tummy grumble-imeanwut I hope you like it, and sorry for the wait. *bows* BY THE WAY, your character’s lines go in hotpinkNPC no. 1 in skyblue… NPC no. 2 in chocolate… The rest is your choice. NOTE! I just selected these three colors to make your post look like cotton candy, ice cream, muffin, cake --- /brickd. B| Okay I’ll stop now. I am getting hungry. 8U For NPC no.4 and below, just use other colors if you want to – or just look at the hexadecimal color code system. It can help you. THANKS <3 Entertain me with the special full course I am wearing a full pledged smile [ Icon 1, icon 2, icon 3 ] ● ♪ ● ♪ ● ♪ ●
Rain was pouring from the empty meadow. It never stops.
‘…What?’ The turquoise hair mafia woman thought to herself as she started into the eyes of the prefect/Bovino Rain Guardian, Magnet. He was a bit CLOSE for her comfort. She wanted him to back off, before she threw something at him. But, the male wasn’t going to do that. On the contrary, he was getting closer, pinning the woman to the wall. “…Idiot.” He said to her, his face getting close to her face, making it a dark crimson and her smirked. He seemed… almost evil; but in the good way for her. But, why was he doing this? This feeling… the fire that was erupting from her stomach when he pressed his chest against hers, pushing her to the wall slowly, letting out a gasp and he took the time to kiss her deeply. Her eyes widened drastically, her hands automatically grabbing his shoulders, trying to push him away.
“N-No, Magnet.. s-sto-“ but, he didn’t listen. In fact, he cupped her chin and sneaked his tongue inside of her lips, savoring her. Right about now, the right hand man of the Cavallone Boss was blushing, but a feeling was erupting again. The same feeling. “Stop fighting it.” She blinked, and looked at his eyes, which were clouded somewhat, making her feel vulnerable under his touch. “I..” he trailed off, and looked away, feeling bad for taking over the woman he loves when she was at her most vulnerable.
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“What’s up with you?”
The prefect turned around, seeing the Storm Guardian of the Cavallone, looking at him quite annoyed as he held at arms length her best friend, Gannobei, another fellow Guardian of the Cavallone. “She’s disrupting the peace again.” “I AM NOT!” Hanashi rolled her eyes at Gannobei, and quickly went and saved her from the clutches of the man she was falling for. Ganonbei yelled in victory, gave the finger towards the Rain Guardian and hugged Hanashi before leaving.
“….”
“I know that look. NO.”
And of course, the man did not win this battle. After that, both hanged out for quite awhile, Hanashi causing trouble by almost falling to the ground, fighting with some of the prefects until Magnet had to drag her away. They both then hanged out at Namimori Park, but then, clouds were starting to gather. Hanashi did not like the look of the clouds one bit. And she was the one who was wearing a black tank-top with matching black pants and black shoes. ‘Thank God it isn’t white,’ she told herself.
Meanwhile, Magnet looked at the sky, frowning. It was about to rain, and he knew it. Both of them needed to go, and he stood up, making the girl look at him funny.
“It’s about to rain.”
She made her mouth in the shape of an ‘o’ and got up, and right when she got up, it began to rain. “…Well, the clouds love us.” Hanashi said sarcastically while getting wet, Magnet was not amused. “Come on, my house is near here.” ‘His.. house?’ Hanashi felt her heart beat fast all of a sudden. ‘What’s… wrong with me?’ She just shooked it off as something idiotic and both ran towards his house. It didn’t take them long, since they were near and it took like 10 minutes, but to Hanashi it felt like forever because one: Her clothes were wet and sticking to her figure.
Two: The man took forever to look away from her, and throw her into the bathroom so she could change into one of his shirts. It was a white shirt, and it had Magnet’s scent. ‘His scent..’ she inhaled it, feeling herself beginning to calm down, and yet her cheeks flushed as she took off her shirt and pants, leaving her in a white bra and panties. Hanashi felt… exposed; vulnerable while being in Magnet’s bathroom. She hated that feeling. At any case, she wore his shirt, which was quite big for her and finished around her lower thighs, making her annoyed. She came out of the bathroom and headed towards the living room, where Magnet was watching TV with a bored expression.
“Well, how do I look?”
Magnet turned to the right and his eyes widened. There she was, the woman he had dreamt of for so long to have, in one of his shirts. He swore he was losing an inner battle of whether or not to take her. He didn’t say anything, making Hanashi annoyed. “Well, fine! I’ll just wear my wet clothes then!” She turned around quickly, almost storming off to the bathroom again but Magnet was quicker. He got up, grabbed her arm and pulled her towards his chest.
‘What’s happening…?’ Hanashi couldn’t even speak. Her face was so red from being in close proximity of him, that she pushed him away. NOTES: here here here here
Tag/s : HERE Words: 1234 Music: BLAH by BLAHBecause I just ate up everything "amai mono ga suki yo!"TEMPLATE MADE BY gannello
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Post by SmokingBomb59 on Sept 7, 2011 7:50:09 GMT -5
Hi hi~ Thanks for doing this! I'm not that sure I'll write novels here but a template would be awesome XD - OOC NAME: Ani
- Character: Gokudera
- Request: post template
- Number: 1
- Adds: You know your job so I have trust in you =D But please let it be red XD /shot
"Don't underestimate the Vongola"
Love you <333
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Post by Magnet Rui on Sept 8, 2011 4:19:47 GMT -5
I made it Ani,though the color isn't pure RED oAo;; (cuz there are other variations of red that I toyed up with and fitting for him/shotd) I ALSO MADE IT SIMPLE ALSO. /shotd SO i did a Unicolor code if you don't mind. B| The BOLD letters are the character chat, words or conversations. The ITALICIZED letters are the thoughts. Don't underestimate the Vongola Tags: here || Words: 1234 || Music: Blah by Blah Her heart beats went faster that time, and so for our dear prefect vice-chairman. He was in the middle of telling himself “no” but majority pondering “yes”. As he watched the woman pushes him away, his body automatically moved on its own accord. He looked like he had played tough enough for her. Right there, right now, she was there. He knew that there would be not a single chance like this again. It made him feel so bad. Despite being the prim and proper natural of his persona, his heart ached for her. He wanted her. He wanted Hanashi Vampa right now.
With the short pauses itself, the prefect spoke. “Don’t go.” His breath was normal, the sound of his voice toned like he was soundless, only heard by the girl who pushed him away. His eyes were locked up on her. Not on her body, but on her. What was this feeling? He himself asked it for so many times, but then he knew that it was what publicity termed as ‘love’. Oh love… why was it even considered amongst people?
Hana herself blinked twice the moment he heard her. She froze, her eyes locked upon the spell of his gazes. That crimson pair only eyed on the beautiful turquoise haired woman who was in the presence of his own territory. Now that she knew he would stop her by the wrist, she decided to fight back. What good is the Cavallone’s right hand man when she couldn’t get herself in such a situation like this? She grunted a bit lower the moment she found his sentence irritating. She capped herself away from her. ‘No, don’t listen to him. He’s just saying that.’ Her thoughts contrasted to the beating of her heart leaving her much distracted. Out of the blue, her words crowded. “Let go off, Magnet.” Her voice was really hard and rough like she’s fighting the skipping feeling she has locked inside, right her and right now.
The prefect didn’t dare let go off her. Instead, he had the other wrist on one hand. She was fighting for her own struggle instead of even listening to him. The motion of his body was matching majority of the complex situation he was getting. He finally knew that he really wanted her after a couple of minutes, understanding what the heart wants to say. He blankly looked at her and pinned her on the wall. He towered much than her taking the advantage as he glared at her. Hana was caught in the middle of his trap.
The turquoise haired female blushed pinker than the usual. She wanted to shout at him real bad but something told her she couldn’t. Somehow the voice was powering. “I said let go off me!” she was already struggling, even managing to kick him but he stood stiff like a rock, not even budging just to tell her that there’s nothing she can do already. Knowing the Cavallone’s Storm guardian, Hana didn’t give up. She continued to fight back trying to raise her wrists from the hold of the person who leaned her. Her heart beats went much faster than the usual leaving her confused at the moment. It was about to tackle her inner self. “Are you deft?! Let go off me!”, her voice stormed once again. It was irritating him that he thought of something to do. As for normal people, they’d do, but for the calm Magnet it didn’t work. His mind has decided which is which, and the answer he would give is solitude itself, between the two of them.
“I need you, Hana.”
His words were so solid that even the turquoise haired girl’s movements were way naturally not working on him. Actions speak louder than words, yet the blankness of his tone beats her struggles. Because of this, the prefect vice chairman secured her deep, getting lower near her face. Closing his eyes, he can already feel the breath of the woman. He continued to go near her.
She can see what’s happening here already. The female tried to shout, but her lips were locked tight by his lips, touching hers and stopping her shouting. He rolled his tongue searching for hers while hearing the brinks of her shouts that cannot be heard much due to the seal. She can feel herself blushing and falling over, little by little as he lax with passion. Her eyes which were widened with angst now smoothly closed, and her budges stopped by, making her fall under the grace and spell of this prince charming. ‘Magnet, don’t do this… If you do so… I might not… hold….’ Her thoughts were saying the same thing. If she gives in, their fight is over. In every start, there’s always one appropriate finish.
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Post by TRANQUIL blade on Sept 8, 2011 21:39:40 GMT -5
This looks interesting. Thanks a bunch~!- OOC NAME: Takeshi
- Character: Takeshi Yamamoto.
- Request: Posting template.
- Number: One.
- Adds: Something along the lines of teal/blue. As for the words, er, lyrics from Yamamoto's songs? I'll let you choose which ones.
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Magnet Rui
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Vampire in the Night.
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Post by Magnet Rui on Sept 8, 2011 22:16:50 GMT -5
Okay Take-kun <3 Here's yours and I hope you like it <3 Suddenly it begins to rain ▲ ▲ Coloring the city gently, Wash away dust and unpleasant things Yes, there are sunny days, But there are also rainy days Let’s take a break while taking shelter from the rainHer heart beats went faster that time, and so for our dear prefect vice-chairman. He was in the middle of telling himself “no” but majority pondering “yes”. As he watched the woman pushes him away, his body automatically moved on its own accord. He looked like he had played tough enough for her. Right there, right now, she was there. He knew that there would be not a single chance like this again. It made him feel so bad. Despite being the prim and proper natural of his persona, his heart ached for her. He wanted her. He wanted Hanashi Vampa right now.
With the short pauses itself, the prefect spoke. “Don’t go.” His breath was normal, the sound of his voice toned like he was soundless, only heard by the girl who pushed him away. His eyes were locked up on her. Not on her body, but on her. What was this feeling? He himself asked it for so many times, but then he knew that it was what publicity termed as ‘love’. Oh love… why was it even considered amongst people?
Hana herself blinked twice the moment he heard her. She froze, her eyes locked upon the spell of his gazes. That crimson pair only eyed on the beautiful turquoise haired woman who was in the presence of his own territory. Now that she knew he would stop her by the wrist, she decided to fight back. What good is the Cavallone’s right hand man when she couldn’t get herself in such a situation like this? She grunted a bit lower the moment she found his sentence irritating. She capped herself away from her. ‘No, don’t listen to him. He’s just saying that.’ Her thoughts contrasted to the beating of her heart leaving her much distracted. Out of the blue, her words crowded. “Let go off, Magnet.” Her voice was really hard and rough like she’s fighting the skipping feeling she has locked inside, right her and right now.
The prefect didn’t dare let go off her. Instead, he had the other wrist on one hand. She was fighting for her own struggle instead of even listening to him. The motion of his body was matching majority of the complex situation he was getting. He finally knew that he really wanted her after a couple of minutes, understanding what the heart wants to say. He blankly looked at her and pinned her on the wall. He towered much than her taking the advantage as he glared at her. Hana was caught in the middle of his trap.
The turquoise haired female blushed pinker than the usual. She wanted to shout at him real bad but something told her she couldn’t. Somehow the voice was powering. “I said let go off me!” she was already struggling, even managing to kick him but he stood stiff like a rock, not even budging just to tell her that there’s nothing she can do already. Knowing the Cavallone’s Storm guardian, Hana didn’t give up. She continued to fight back trying to raise her wrists from the hold of the person who leaned her. Her heart beats went much faster than the usual leaving her confused at the moment. It was about to tackle her inner self. “Are you deft?! Let go off me!”, her voice stormed once again. It was irritating him that he thought of something to do. As for normal people, they’d do, but for the calm Magnet it didn’t work. His mind has decided which is which, and the answer he would give is solitude itself, between the two of them.
“I need you, Hana.”
His words were so solid that even the turquoise haired girl’s movements were way naturally not working on him. Actions speak louder than words, yet the blankness of his tone beats her struggles. Because of this, the prefect vice chairman secured her deep, getting lower near her face. Closing his eyes, he can already feel the breath of the woman. He continued to go near her.
She can see what’s happening here already. The female tried to shout, but her lips were locked tight by his lips, touching hers and stopping her shouting. He rolled his tongue searching for hers while hearing the brinks of her shouts that cannot be heard much due to the seal. She can feel herself blushing and falling over, little by little as he lax with passion. Her eyes which were widened with angst now smoothly closed, and her budges stopped by, making her fall under the grace and spell of this prince charming. ‘Magnet, don’t do this… If you do so… I might not… hold….’ Her thoughts were saying the same thing. If she gives in, their fight is over. In every start, there’s always one appropriate finish.
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Post by Mist02 on Sept 10, 2011 2:28:35 GMT -5
- OOC NAME: BuckingHORSE
- Character: This one, Hakashima Zetsu.
- Request: Ummm... Siggy and posting template. O__O"
- Number: Need one of each. If it really doesn't bother you (and you enjoy it), then 2.
- Adds: Not really, you're free to do as you wish.
I also need 1 more Dino siggy.
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Post by Gannobei Garena on Sept 10, 2011 2:35:19 GMT -5
I will post the thread template below after I do this REPLY.
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