Kimiko
07-28-2008, 09:33:13 PM
RULES
- No God-Modding
- No Auto-Hitting
- No Power-Modding/Dodging
- No One-Lining (all responses must be above a sentence)
ENTRY:
Radiant and mildly searing, the noon sun bestows quite the heat and light upon meadow. Countless green blades that rivals the sea itself all sway from the billowing breath that Mother Nature wafts into the breathable void. Lying down somewhere on the vast flat, young Kimiko kept gazing on the cloudy sky but not on the fiery orb, of course. Only a fool will be stubborn enough to engage the sun in a staring contest unaided in his or her fixed stare on it. Her dark blue eyes scrutinize the fluffy clouds as they move with such elegant lethargy. The blade of her katana, Ten Ryuu Ken, remains within the sheath painted with pearl, resting inches on her left side. Both of arms extend to their respective sides, lifeless like her entire body is.
Contemplations within her noggin aren't too deep for escaping reality to allow her thoughts to dwell in the subconscious realm can be perilous. This is mainly because of her status as someone who had encountered a large number of unfriendly entities before. Her long black hair spread as much as it can from her ongoing break from probably doing something productive or active earlier today. The girl licks her rosy lips wet by means of her tongue, causing a more icy touch on it, courtesy of the mild breeze that has yet to leave this wide place. Moving her left hand to reach for her weapon, the numerous grass underneath it rustled from the motion, actually resulting to grasp on the azure cloth belt of the sheath, one used to strap her sharp and resilient companion on her body. In this auspicious day, Kimiko can only hope that she will meet something or someone that can brighten her moment before the sun sets.
"Hmmm..."
- No God-Modding
- No Auto-Hitting
- No Power-Modding/Dodging
- No One-Lining (all responses must be above a sentence)
ENTRY:
Radiant and mildly searing, the noon sun bestows quite the heat and light upon meadow. Countless green blades that rivals the sea itself all sway from the billowing breath that Mother Nature wafts into the breathable void. Lying down somewhere on the vast flat, young Kimiko kept gazing on the cloudy sky but not on the fiery orb, of course. Only a fool will be stubborn enough to engage the sun in a staring contest unaided in his or her fixed stare on it. Her dark blue eyes scrutinize the fluffy clouds as they move with such elegant lethargy. The blade of her katana, Ten Ryuu Ken, remains within the sheath painted with pearl, resting inches on her left side. Both of arms extend to their respective sides, lifeless like her entire body is.
Contemplations within her noggin aren't too deep for escaping reality to allow her thoughts to dwell in the subconscious realm can be perilous. This is mainly because of her status as someone who had encountered a large number of unfriendly entities before. Her long black hair spread as much as it can from her ongoing break from probably doing something productive or active earlier today. The girl licks her rosy lips wet by means of her tongue, causing a more icy touch on it, courtesy of the mild breeze that has yet to leave this wide place. Moving her left hand to reach for her weapon, the numerous grass underneath it rustled from the motion, actually resulting to grasp on the azure cloth belt of the sheath, one used to strap her sharp and resilient companion on her body. In this auspicious day, Kimiko can only hope that she will meet something or someone that can brighten her moment before the sun sets.
"Hmmm..."