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Joined: Jun 2007 Gender: Female  Posts: 101 Karma: 5 |  | Template/Guidelines « Thread Started on Jun 14, 2007, 2:27am » | |
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Description
Name: (Last, first)
Age: (Minimum = 10 for genin. If you are making a simple villager, it doesn't matter)
Gender:
Height:
Weight: (Optional)
Looks (Pictures allowed for all )
Face:
Regular attire:
Ninja stats
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Village:
Birthday: (Date, month, zodiac)
Strengths: (Three at the least)
Weaknesses: (Three at the least, too)
Backround
History: (At least a paragraph. You don't have to if you are applying for TITF canon.)
Lives: (Who does your character live with? Where? Like that.)
Clan: (You don't have to have one. Even if you have a last name)
Clan description: (Leave blank if you don't have one)
Personality
Favorite Food:
Hated food:
Hobby(ies):
About your shinobi: (You may write simple adjectives to a paragraph. Just be clear and let us really know your character.)
Other (Anything I didn't mention)
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| [MpB:http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k279/Kiari_Uchiha/Sakura_Fall.gif]![[image]](http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g94/Miseria-Cantare/Saku.jpg) There is poetry in dispair and we sang with unrivaled beauty. Bitter elegies of savagery and eloquence of blue and grey. Strange, we ran down desperate streets and carved our names in the flesh of the city. The sun had stagnated somewhere beyond the rim of the horizon and the darkness is a mystery of curves and lines. Still, we lay under the emptiness and drifted slowly outward, and somewhere in the wilderness we found salvation, Scratched into the earth like a message. You said, "The cinders were falling like snow..." |
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