Deleted
Deleted Member
Posts: 0
|
Post by Deleted on Nov 15, 2012 17:18:48 GMT -5
Far off, there is a continent named Gantaia (You know my reputation by now with weird names of locations). This continent is completely covered by desert, which has caused only a few villages and colonies to sprout and survive. There are only 6 main villages. The continent is ruled by a tyrannical leader, whom no one has been said to look at his face and live to tell the tale. He only looks after himself and his supporters, bringing himself riches, and everyone else poverty.
A small group of assassins, after meeting each other and training their abilities will be able to stop him. They are from the smallest and poorest of villages, but they pledged to survive to bring change to the continent.
The rebellion has begun...
|
|
|
Post by ninjastorm45 on Nov 15, 2012 19:37:39 GMT -5
A kid about fourteen years old was walking in the streets. He didn't look too threatening or like he was looking for trouble. In fact, he looked more like he was one to have trouble come to him. As he walked, he dodged out of the way of multiple people walking towards him. It almost seemed like he was trying to avoid contact with anyone else. The boy sighed once he got to a large open area. The village he was in was quite large. Although the buildings surrounding him were in poor condition, they still were incredibly stable. Even the harsh sands couldn't harm them. The kid reached into his pouch, pulled out an ocarina, and sat down. He didn't play it. He just seemed to sit there looking at it. Glancing up, he could have sworn someone was watching him.
|
|
Deleted
Deleted Member
Posts: 0
|
Post by Deleted on Nov 17, 2012 16:15:20 GMT -5
There was a chase on the rooftops. A single person, another kid was being chased by five guards. However, one was hidden. He was looking around at the townspeople. "Perfect..." he muttered, "3 of the.resistance is in this village."
|
|
|
Post by ninjastorm45 on Nov 17, 2012 17:01:37 GMT -5
Looking back down at his ocarina, he began to play. The sound was calming to the mind and soul. Rikuto was playing from memory and had his eyes closed as he continued. The song wasn't familiar to anyone who would hear it, only because it was a song that Rikuto had created himself. A few people gathered to listen to it. They seemed to look like they were in a trance of sorts. The good kind, not the bad kind. He reached the final measure of the song, he brought the ocarina down and sighed. A few of the people clapped, then quickly walked away. Rikuto looked up and glanced over at the one hidden assassin's location. Unknown to the one hidden, Rikuto wasn't a member of the resistance. He wanted to become one for a more personal reason.
|
|
Deleted
Deleted Member
Posts: 0
|
Post by Deleted on Nov 17, 2012 17:12:50 GMT -5
The kid was jumping from roof to roof. (Assassins creed style beeyatch!) He was easily kicking the shillings off the rooftops so that the guards following couldnt keep a good footing to catch up. He suddenly dropped into an alleyway and through a window out of sight.
|
|
|
Post by ninjastorm45 on Nov 17, 2012 17:52:04 GMT -5
Rikuto got up and started walking to the hidden assassin's location. It was surprising on how he was able to pick up on him so quickly. The way he was able to find the assassin was purely by the song he played. Though it might be hard to believe, Rikuto felt the sound being blocked from that certain area. As he closed in on the hiding spot, he put his ocarina away and hoped to find a resistance member.
|
|
Deleted
Deleted Member
Posts: 0
|
Post by Deleted on Nov 17, 2012 17:56:07 GMT -5
Inside, the kid was cleaning and stopping a bleeding wound. He had just pulled out an arrow and had tossed it aside to the ground. He was wrapping up the spot in his upper arm. "How could I have let myself get hit? Stupid, stupid, stupid..." he muttered to himself as he tighter the bandage to stop the bleeding.
|
|
|
Post by ninjastorm45 on Nov 17, 2012 18:06:38 GMT -5
Rikuto looked around and couldn't see much. The location was somewhat bare, and no one was in sight. "Um... Hello...? Is anyone here...?" His voice was soft and more on the quiet side. He wasn't the type to be loud. Rikuto kept his search up and let his guard fall. The one thing on his mind right now is finding a resistance member.
|
|
Deleted
Deleted Member
Posts: 0
|
Post by Deleted on Nov 17, 2012 18:15:16 GMT -5
The kid panicked for a sec before covering his own mouth. He stayed hidden and peered through the window. "Is that a guard in disguise?" He thought "either way, I better keep out of sight, just to be safe." He quietly and slowly moved away from the window, and accidently bumped into a barrel. It tipped over and made a lot of noise. "....awww...fuck..."
|
|
|
Post by ninjastorm45 on Nov 17, 2012 18:31:41 GMT -5
Rikuto quickly looked towards the location of the sound. He immediately dashed toward it. This was his best bet about finding a resistance member. When one hears a sudden noise, their first reaction is to find out what made it. And from Rikuto's perspective, it was his only shot at the moment. Rikuto hopped into the room and looked in. "Um... Hello...?"
|
|
Deleted
Deleted Member
Posts: 0
|
Post by Deleted on Nov 22, 2012 22:07:30 GMT -5
The kid was hiding in the room. (I won't blatantly tell you but pay attention to the hints)
He had his arms and legs outstretched, if he hadn't, he would have been spotted almost immediately. He had not yet been seen. He was holding a knife in his mouth in case it would be needed to be used. "Damn, why can't I just keep quiet like the others?" he thought to himself.
|
|
|
Post by ninjastorm45 on Nov 22, 2012 22:16:26 GMT -5
Rikuto sighed. "Must've just been hearing things... Looking for the resistance is hard..." He shuffled over to an old couch and sat down on it. A puff of dust came up the moment he flopped on it. It was somewhat odd, but Rikuto still wasn't aware of the other in the room. Reaching back into his pack, he pulled his ocarina back out and played a silent and sad song.
|
|
Deleted
Deleted Member
Posts: 0
|
Post by Deleted on Nov 22, 2012 23:11:49 GMT -5
The puff of dust had travelled upwards and into the rafters. The kid had inhaled a little by accident. He coughed slightly before he fell down from the rafters. The knife landed and stuck next to his head on the floor. "WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!? WHAT KIND OF PERSON JUST ENTERS SOMEONE ELSE'S HOME?" He yelled.
|
|
|
Post by ninjastorm45 on Nov 22, 2012 23:19:19 GMT -5
Rikuto jumped slightly when the kid fell and started yelling at him. He seemed to be frozen in a single scared pose as the rant continued. Once everything had quieted down, he took a deep breath and nervously spoke. "Uh... I... I heard a noise... and thought it was someone in the resistance... I'm looking for them..." Rikuto definitely didn't hide the fact he wanted to find the resistance, but he failed to mention if he was joining or hunting them.
|
|
Deleted
Deleted Member
Posts: 0
|
Post by Deleted on Nov 22, 2012 23:25:21 GMT -5
The second the sentence was finished, the kid had kicked the other into and over the couch, grabbed the knife, and pinned him to the floor. He was holding the knife to the throat. "Good, we've been meaning to make an example of one of the king's workers anyhow." He stated as he pulled the knife about to stab the heart.
|
|