"Things are awfully quiet around here." Huffing at the overall silence, the pinkette sat down with her head bowed. It was boring to say the least.
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✔S.Week Day 4:Survival
“A scar does not form on the dying. A scar means, I survived.” ― Chris Cleave, Little Bee
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Independent roleplay blog for Haruno Sakura
♦ Canon/OC friendly
♦ Single line, multi-para, and novella rps welcome
♦ Open for any time canonly and alternate universes
♦ Seven years of experience with roleplaying, one year on Tumblr
♦ Single ship
♦ Open to fight threads and the likes
♦ My ask box is open for any plots, starters and greeting posts are welcome!
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chaqingren has appeared
"Ah! Hello and nice to meet you." The woman standing before her was beautiful and stunning. The outfit she was wearing was a cross between something she'd see here, or what she'd seen from two men that she had encountered recently. She kept that silent though.
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"..." She was appraised for some reason, almost like a dog or a toddler. She tried not to let it get to her, shoving in to the side. He was an unknown entity in terms of power, she could tell that he wasn't someone to be messed with freely without any consideration.
"Haruno Sakura, Ichimaru-san."
“—Atta girl.” If she stayed true to her promise he’d have no reason to end her life. Which was good for the both of them, because Gin enjoyed little that had to do with spilling innocent blood. As much as he tried to come across as ruthless—and perhaps he was, in his own way—he still couldn’t thoughtlessly slaughter. Not yet, at least.
He was descending quickly.
“Ichimaru Gin,” he paused, swaying. He then added, with a cant of his head, a light query of his own. “…an’ yourself~?”
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Would anyone like to rp, it's really quiet on here. ;A;
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[ RANDOM EDITION ] Send any of the following for my muse’s reaction:
"Don’t pretend that I didn’t matter to you!"
"Why do you care?"
"You’re the one who left!"
"Believe what you want."
"You’re wrong."
"You think you know everything about me, but you don’t."
"I found this last night. Is it yours?"
"I’m guilty."
"How could you do that?"
"Holy shit!"
"If you ever loved me you’d let me go."
"Love you? How could I ever love you? You’re broken and I’m not going to try and fix that."
"Shut up!"
"But you promised."
"I’m going to just… leave then."
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the concept of hope is nothing more than giving up. a world that holds no true meaning. independent...
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[9:47:11 PM] Shimii: I'm about ready to make an appreciation post for Sakura's butt
[9:47:24 PM] Shimii: do she have the booty? she dooooo
[9:47:26 PM] Amy: do it
"You can't be serious..."
"I can't believe this!!!!"
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Naruto 30 Day Challenge - Day 3: Favorite Hokage
----------> Tsunade
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irukas replied to your post
"Ah, I'm-- I'm fine. Is my nose bleeding? Is it?" He's fretting. Sakura, do your medic thing.
"It's fine Iruka-sensei, the worst that you got was a bump to the forehead. Just put some ice on it when you get back home."
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Send me a Ø for an inner monologue my character has had about yours.
This woman, she seems to be different from the other Akatsuki members.
Call it gut instinct, but something about how she carried herself was different from the others that she had met. With this on her mind, she wandered what the others motivations were. Why was she there with them if she seemed different?
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And the salt in my wounds isn’t burning anymore than it used to
It’s not that I don’t feel the pain, it’s just I’m not afraid of hurting anymore.
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She figured that that would have been said. Green optics just stared back.
"I see, but you couldn't be more wrong, you being here... it's every bit of my business."
Her hands formed fists as she stood there, ready in a moments notice to concentrate her chakra into any part of her body for an attack if necessary.
She stilled at the sound of a voice piercing the fragile silence, dual hues flickering towards the source of the disturbance. A beat passed in which she simply stood there and stared, observing but not yet speaking. A quick sweep of her visage before she finally opted to speak.
“-.. That is none of your concern.”
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Sakurachan by arriku
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