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Post by Tsubasa Chinatsu on Oct 11, 2013 18:03:21 GMT -5
Similar to Akemi I'll be posting up any templates I make. If you'd like any of your templates styled similar to my own please PM Chinatsu Tsubasa or PC theR3AP3R on chatango.
Please include pictures, quotes, color schemes, scrolly/non, ect.. that you want for your templates and I'll see what I can do.
Do not remove my credit from any of the templates.
THANKS~
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Post by Tsubasa Chinatsu on Oct 11, 2013 18:19:41 GMT -5
 He looked up at the sound of the rapidly approaching foot steps to see her appear before him. His eyes grew wide and almost immediately it would be all over for him. She would step forward and draw her sword. She would then lunge forward and plunge the blade into his chest. This he knew and yet, he simply could not stand there and do nothing.
The trembling of his hands soon ceased and from the scabbard at his left hand side, he drew his katana. He gripped the hilt tightly with both hands and spread his legs apart getting into a ready stance. "I cannot simply allow you to end my life on this day," he spoke to her as though he had the confidence to stop her from doing as she pleased. However, a sly grin spread across her face.
She stepped forward, however did not draw her blade. In this blink of an instant she closed the gap between the two of them and rested her right arm on his left shoulder resting it parallel to his readied katana. "It would be nice if you actually did have the strength to stop me," she whispered into his ear, "I'd hate to have to skin you alive," she giggled before driving her knee into his groin and following up with another kick to his chin as he buckled over effectively knocking him back off of his feet and onto his back. As he layed there crippled on the tiled concrete floor, she slowly approached. She drew her buster blade from the sheath on her back and with monstrous strength, weilded it with one arm. Stopping next to him she brought her blade high above her head before swinging it downward in a wide arc. |
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Post by Tsubasa Chinatsu on Oct 11, 2013 18:22:11 GMT -5
 He looked up at the sound of the rapidly approaching foot steps to see her appear before him. His eyes grew wide and almost immediately it would be all over for him. She would step forward and draw her sword. She would then lunge forward and plunge the blade into his chest. This he knew and yet, he simply could not stand there and do nothing.
The trembling of his hands soon ceased and from the scabbard at his left hand side, he drew his katana. He gripped the hilt tightly with both hands and spread his legs apart getting into a ready stance. "I cannot simply allow you to end my life on this day," he spoke to her as though he had the confidence to stop her from doing as she pleased. However, a sly grin spread across her face.
She stepped forward, however did not draw her blade. In this blink of an instant she closed the gap between the two of them and rested her right arm on his left shoulder resting it parallel to his readied katana. "It would be nice if you actually did have the strength to stop me," she whispered into his ear, "I'd hate to have to skin you alive," she giggled before driving her knee into his groin and following up with another kick to his chin as he buckled over effectively knocking him back off of his feet and onto his back. As he layed there crippled on the tiled concrete floor, she slowly approached. She drew her buster blade from the sheath on her back and with monstrous strength, weilded it with one arm. Stopping next to him she brought her blade high above her head before swinging it downward in a wide arc.
He looked up at the sound of the rapidly approaching foot steps to see her appear before him. His eyes grew wide and almost immediately it would be all over for him. She would step forward and draw her sword. She would then lunge forward and plunge the blade into his chest. This he knew and yet, he simply could not stand there and do nothing.
The trembling of his hands soon ceased and from the scabbard at his left hand side, he drew his katana. He gripped the hilt tightly with both hands and spread his legs apart getting into a ready stance. "I cannot simply allow you to end my life on this day," he spoke to her as though he had the confidence to stop her from doing as she pleased. However, a sly grin spread across her face.
She stepped forward, however did not draw her blade. In this blink of an instant she closed the gap between the two of them and rested her right arm on his left shoulder resting it parallel to his readied katana. "It would be nice if you actually did have the strength to stop me," she whispered into his ear, "I'd hate to have to skin you alive," she giggled before driving her knee into his groin and following up with another kick to his chin as he buckled over effectively knocking him back off of his feet and onto his back. As he layed there crippled on the tiled concrete floor, she slowly approached. She drew her buster blade from the sheath on her back and with monstrous strength, weilded it with one arm. Stopping next to him she brought her blade high above her head before swinging it downward in a wide arc. Made by Tosuke of BTN |
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Ren Homma "Nazo"
Sand Ninja
Mortician  [M:35410:3700:]
I wonder which rabbit is being hunted.
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Post by Ren Homma "Nazo" on Oct 11, 2013 18:32:00 GMT -5
 He looked up at the sound of the rapidly approaching foot steps to see her appear before him. His eyes grew wide and almost immediately it would be all over for him. She would step forward and draw her sword. She would then lunge forward and plunge the blade into his chest. This he knew and yet, he simply could not stand there and do nothing.
The trembling of his hands soon ceased and from the scabbard at his left hand side, he drew his katana. He gripped the hilt tightly with both hands and spread his legs apart getting into a ready stance. "I cannot simply allow you to end my life on this day," he spoke to her as though he had the confidence to stop her from doing as she pleased. However, a sly grin spread across her face.
She stepped forward, however did not draw her blade. In this blink of an instant she closed the gap between the two of them and rested her right arm on his left shoulder resting it parallel to his readied katana. "It would be nice if you actually did have the strength to stop me," she whispered into his ear, "I'd hate to have to skin you alive," she giggled before driving her knee into his groin and following up with another kick to his chin as he buckled over effectively knocking him back off of his feet and onto his back. As he laid there crippled on the tiled concrete floor, she slowly approached. She drew her buster blade from the sheath on her back and with monstrous strength, wielded it with one arm. Stopping next to him she brought her blade high above her head before swinging it downward in a wide arc.
He looked up at the sound of the rapidly approaching foot steps to see her appear before him. His eyes grew wide and almost immediately it would be all over for him. She would step forward and draw her sword. She would then lunge forward and plunge the blade into his chest. This he knew and yet, he simply could not stand there and do nothing.
The trembling of his hands soon ceased and from the scabbard at his left hand side, he drew his katana. He gripped the hilt tightly with both hands and spread his legs apart getting into a ready stance. "I cannot simply allow you to end my life on this day," he spoke to her as though he had the confidence to stop her from doing as she pleased. However, a sly grin spread across her face.
She stepped forward, however did not draw her blade. In this blink of an instant she closed the gap between the two of them and rested her right arm on his left shoulder resting it parallel to his readied katana. "It would be nice if you actually did have the strength to stop me," she whispered into his ear, "I'd hate to have to skin you alive," she giggled before driving her knee into his groin and following up with another kick to his chin as he buckled over effectively knocking him back off of his feet and onto his back. As he laid there crippled on the tiled concrete floor, she slowly approached. She drew her buster blade from the sheath on her back and with monstrous strength, wielded it with one arm. Stopping next to him she brought her blade high above her head before swinging it downward in a wide arc. Made by Tosuke of BTN |
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Ren Homma "Nazo"
Sand Ninja
Mortician [M:35410:3700:]
I wonder which rabbit is being hunted.
Posts: 66
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Post by Ren Homma "Nazo" on Oct 11, 2013 18:39:38 GMT -5
 He looked up at the sound of the rapidly approaching foot steps to see her appear before him. His eyes grew wide and almost immediately it would be all over for him. She would step forward and draw her sword. She would then lunge forward and plunge the blade into his chest. This he knew and yet, he simply could not stand there and do nothing.
The trembling of his hands soon ceased and from the scabbard at his left hand side, he drew his katana. He gripped the hilt tightly with both hands and spread his legs apart getting into a ready stance. "I cannot simply allow you to end my life on this day," he spoke to her as though he had the confidence to stop her from doing as she pleased. However, a sly grin spread across her face.
She stepped forward, however did not draw her blade. In this blink of an instant she closed the gap between the two of them and rested her right arm on his left shoulder resting it parallel to his readied katana. "It would be nice if you actually did have the strength to stop me," she whispered into his ear, "I'd hate to have to skin you alive," she giggled before driving her knee into his groin and following up with another kick to his chin as he buckled over effectively knocking him back off of his feet and onto his back. As he layed there crippled on the tiled concrete floor, she slowly approached. She drew her buster blade from the sheath on her back and with monstrous strength, weilded it with one arm. Stopping next to him she brought her blade high above her head before swinging it downward in a wide arc.
He looked up at the sound of the rapidly approaching foot steps to see her appear before him. His eyes grew wide and almost immediately it would be all over for him. She would step forward and draw her sword. She would then lunge forward and plunge the blade into his chest. This he knew and yet, he simply could not stand there and do nothing.
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