Post by Kazim Jabir Badawi on May 5, 2009 0:33:59 GMT -5
Kazim Badawi:: is presented by
Ventus, who's been roleplaying for just over a year now and is 17 years old.
Ventus, who's been roleplaying for just over a year now and is 17 years old.
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◊ && This Better Be Something ◊
The birth certificate reads Kazim Jabir Badawi
But You Better Call Me Kaz
I've Seen the World For 23 years
As I've Been Around Since February 20
Making Myself Known As a duelist
I Duel With list the central theme of your character’s deck, if they have one, or you may also list a few cards they have, or even their full deck (though we do not ask that you do this) and only one deck per character, unless the case is otherwise with a canon.
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◊ && This Face is Going Somewhere ◊
please describe your character’s appearance in detail (think paragraphs, and good sized ones)
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◊ && I’ve Wasted Enough Time Already ◊
please go into detail with your character’s history. Again, paragraphs please.
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◊ && I’m the Next Great Thing ◊
Your character’s personality should be well thought-out and detailed, in paragraphs.
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◊ && This is Me ◊
Can't beat me at strengths
Though you may win at weaknesses
I Like likes
I Don't dislikes
Keep Away Fears
Abilities abilities
Extra anything else you wish to place
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◊ && This is a Champion ◊
From the moment that Raito had entered the room, Ryuk's senses became sharper. Inwardly, he agreed completely with Raito's statement. Shinigami didn't need sleep, and Ryuk was far from feeling lethargic this night. In fact, much like the moment before a victim's death, the potential situation drawing closer would provide him with a great thrill. Looking around the room, Ryuk drank in all of his surroundings to savor the suspense.
“It's getting darker, hyuk hyuk, perfect. Normally Raito would be killing criminals around this time though, I wonder what's got him acting so sullen?”
Observing Raito's dull fiddling with the pen, Ryuk couldn't help but wryly murmur how boring mortality seemed.
“What a way to waste a life, he could be doing so much right now. Killing criminals, planning against L, finding me some apples...”
As he trailed off, his attention returned to the situation around him. The weather was perfect, only a little chilly due to it being late, and the subtle ambiance of the occasional car passing by lent an air of calm to things, a good origin for chaos to sprout from. The constant and methodical clicking of the pen acted as a metronome, only accentuating the stillness of the room. A lonely tempo, free of any music, any movement or words. Its stability began to bother Ryuk.
“Nothing should be that constant. The fact that it's from Earth doesn't help matters, things here always change.”he thought to himself. “Hyuk, hyuk. Odd that someone as unstable as Raito, no matter how much of a perfectionist, can manage to stomach that little click over and over. Knowing him, he should have denounced it as a sinner for not conforming to his ideals of a pen by now. Hyuk, hyuk, humans are still fun, especially the crazy ones.”
His mind now bent on picking out every mistake Raito had made, Ryuk's increasingly critical eyes found one very big mistake, though not one on Raito's part. A large non-human shadow was showing through the bottom of the door, one that Raito, having yet to touch the paper from the second notebook, was oblivious to.
Getting up nonchalantly from the bed, feigning a yawn, Ryuk made an apathetic round of the room. Had he been human, the aptitude of teenage boys for being zombies in the early mornings would have been put to shame. Content now that it would not seem suspicious, Ryuk drifted nearer the door, and stuck his upper body through it, as if to get some fresh air. Upon thrusting his head out, he found himself face to face with another shinigami. Skeletal and white, the gaunt shinigami stood tacitly before him.
“Perfect!”he thought in excitement, “now to get the message across without making too much noise.”
Utilizing several hand motions, Ryuk attempted to convey his meaning without words, in order to keep Raito unaware. His hands moved in a flurry. Taking too long to pull his torso back into the room would make Raito suspicious. First came the shushing gestures, a long finger held to his lips in feverish joy. Next was a waving motion, as both hands swept gracefully down the hall, as if to send Rem away.
Ryuk's mind raced. “Back up so that when he touches the paper he won't see your shadow!” Screaming his thoughts to himself, he continued waving Rem further down the hall to a satisfactory distance. Pleased with that part, he switched to a briefing of his plan via more hand signals. Pointing back towards the room, he imitated Raito studying, albeit a tad foolishly. To follow, he mimed a monster, as he raised his hands to his head and attempted to look more frightening than usual. The effect of him using his fingers as fangs was comical however, and upon realizing it, he tried a different method. Whispering had become his last resort, and with the silence in the room where his legs remained, a whisper was a wager.
Cupping his hand near Rem's head, he hissed quietly, “I want you to give him the biggest scare you can, wait a bit though, he hasn't touched the paper yet. You'll know when he has though. Trust me. Make it flashy, make it gruesome, just try something to make the “god” fear. Hyuk, hyuk, it'll be fun, I promise.”
Convinced his message was clear, Ryuk withdrew into the room and stretched his back casually, placing his hands on his hips and forming an arch. As his hand left his waist, he grabbed the piece of paper and hid it between his fingers.
“Time to start the fun.” he thought gleefully.
Advancing towards Raito, almost menacingly, he drew up behind him and with little warning, the hand carrying the paper smacked Raito in the head.
“Wake up Raito!!!”he shouted playfully. “Snap out of your little dream world for a minute and come back to this one, you're being really quiet, and I'm bored.”
His task done, he quickly placed the paper back in his pocket and gave a shrug.
“What? You can't expect me to sit here all night doing nothing.”
His perpetual smirk plastered on his face, Ryuk jumped back onto the bed and waited for events to unfold. Tonight would be a good night indeed.
“It's getting darker, hyuk hyuk, perfect. Normally Raito would be killing criminals around this time though, I wonder what's got him acting so sullen?”
Observing Raito's dull fiddling with the pen, Ryuk couldn't help but wryly murmur how boring mortality seemed.
“What a way to waste a life, he could be doing so much right now. Killing criminals, planning against L, finding me some apples...”
As he trailed off, his attention returned to the situation around him. The weather was perfect, only a little chilly due to it being late, and the subtle ambiance of the occasional car passing by lent an air of calm to things, a good origin for chaos to sprout from. The constant and methodical clicking of the pen acted as a metronome, only accentuating the stillness of the room. A lonely tempo, free of any music, any movement or words. Its stability began to bother Ryuk.
“Nothing should be that constant. The fact that it's from Earth doesn't help matters, things here always change.”he thought to himself. “Hyuk, hyuk. Odd that someone as unstable as Raito, no matter how much of a perfectionist, can manage to stomach that little click over and over. Knowing him, he should have denounced it as a sinner for not conforming to his ideals of a pen by now. Hyuk, hyuk, humans are still fun, especially the crazy ones.”
His mind now bent on picking out every mistake Raito had made, Ryuk's increasingly critical eyes found one very big mistake, though not one on Raito's part. A large non-human shadow was showing through the bottom of the door, one that Raito, having yet to touch the paper from the second notebook, was oblivious to.
Getting up nonchalantly from the bed, feigning a yawn, Ryuk made an apathetic round of the room. Had he been human, the aptitude of teenage boys for being zombies in the early mornings would have been put to shame. Content now that it would not seem suspicious, Ryuk drifted nearer the door, and stuck his upper body through it, as if to get some fresh air. Upon thrusting his head out, he found himself face to face with another shinigami. Skeletal and white, the gaunt shinigami stood tacitly before him.
“Perfect!”he thought in excitement, “now to get the message across without making too much noise.”
Utilizing several hand motions, Ryuk attempted to convey his meaning without words, in order to keep Raito unaware. His hands moved in a flurry. Taking too long to pull his torso back into the room would make Raito suspicious. First came the shushing gestures, a long finger held to his lips in feverish joy. Next was a waving motion, as both hands swept gracefully down the hall, as if to send Rem away.
Ryuk's mind raced. “Back up so that when he touches the paper he won't see your shadow!” Screaming his thoughts to himself, he continued waving Rem further down the hall to a satisfactory distance. Pleased with that part, he switched to a briefing of his plan via more hand signals. Pointing back towards the room, he imitated Raito studying, albeit a tad foolishly. To follow, he mimed a monster, as he raised his hands to his head and attempted to look more frightening than usual. The effect of him using his fingers as fangs was comical however, and upon realizing it, he tried a different method. Whispering had become his last resort, and with the silence in the room where his legs remained, a whisper was a wager.
Cupping his hand near Rem's head, he hissed quietly, “I want you to give him the biggest scare you can, wait a bit though, he hasn't touched the paper yet. You'll know when he has though. Trust me. Make it flashy, make it gruesome, just try something to make the “god” fear. Hyuk, hyuk, it'll be fun, I promise.”
Convinced his message was clear, Ryuk withdrew into the room and stretched his back casually, placing his hands on his hips and forming an arch. As his hand left his waist, he grabbed the piece of paper and hid it between his fingers.
“Time to start the fun.” he thought gleefully.
Advancing towards Raito, almost menacingly, he drew up behind him and with little warning, the hand carrying the paper smacked Raito in the head.
“Wake up Raito!!!”he shouted playfully. “Snap out of your little dream world for a minute and come back to this one, you're being really quiet, and I'm bored.”
His task done, he quickly placed the paper back in his pocket and gave a shrug.
“What? You can't expect me to sit here all night doing nothing.”
His perpetual smirk plastered on his face, Ryuk jumped back onto the bed and waited for events to unfold. Tonight would be a good night indeed.