Life as a Ninja in high-school RP

( omfg! It's that crazy awesome fan fic celebrity! she writes so good!)

 

(Owner isn't on)

-I nod playing with a ball of lightning in my hand-

 

Chris: *deflects the kick and sends a star through your throat*

 

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Ouch?

 

(Please don't troll)

 

Sir yes sir

 

(I'm not that great of an author! )

Name: Anastasia Kamashev
Age: 15
Looks: REALLY long black hair (that basically touches her waist) and bangs. Dark eyes. Slightly on the pale side.
Personality: Very kelt to herself. Shy and doesn't make friends easily. Doesn't smile very often.
Element: Water
Skills: Loves shurikens! (and uses them quite often) Plays violin...

Yeaaahhh...

 

(you are an awesome writer)

 

(bleh... nooo... )

-peeks around the corner-

"Is nobody.... around?"

 

Chris: well, I guess I should just move on sal, she's not worth it *smiles*

 

-hobbles out of tunnels with wings drooping-

 

-cries as everybody leaves...-

 

Chris: *looks over* hey? *walks to her* why are you crying? That's not very happy.*laughs slightly to himself* ok, what's wrong?

 

-I need someone who can stitch me up besides a doctor. Wings and weird DNA are hard to explain-

Oh this sucks

 

Ninja star

 

Chris: *pulls Anastasia into a light, friendly hug* it's ok, it's fine, everything is fine. Don't cry

 

Chris: you ok?

 

-wraps arms around his waist-

"Waaah. I just don't like being alone!"

-pulls away quickly-

"Ah! Ninjas aren't supposed to cry!"

(sorry I was updating my story! )