Re: sig test
07-29-2006, 02:58 PM
a posting-from-PDA test, in hopes of being able to get on from internet cafes or somet ing, and not have such a ridiculously short limit.
- CD'
ETA: testing the limit
The boss of the Two Gees gang, (name), was trying to compose a report about the loss of the moonsugar shipment that wouldn't get him a complementary tour of the harbour from his own boss when the kunoichi appeared. The jacket of his business suit was draped over a nearby plant pot, and he'd rolled up his sleeves to keep them from trailing into the fresh ink. A pale scar stood out under one eye as his face flushed, and he cursed furiously as surprise made him spill the inkwell across the papers on the low desk. He *hated* using nukenin - they drew too much attention, and were always arrogant bastards with no respect for the person paying their fee. He sneered as the former Snow-nin stepped fullly into the light, growling, "So, you're back already. Did you at least send those interfering brats to hell?"
"Oyabun," Gin greeted the man sarcasticly, though the superior smirk faded at the question. "There's some trouble with the brats. They're with Jiraya of the Legendary Three, the White-Maned Demon who killed an entire Stone brigade to the last man in their war against the Leaf. He's way too much for even us, unless..."
Even as she trailed off, her brother stepped out of another corner of the office. "That captain only hired us as extra security for the voyage, but we know what the shhip was carrying anyway," he explained. "We were tthere when this new model was tested, when the former Jounin who became Snow Country's Daimyo personally wiped out everyone in Hidden Snow who opposed him... Everyone but us, the only ones to escape. With that armor, even Jiraya becomes easy."
"Are you INSANE!?" (name) sputtered apoplecticly. "If president Gatou heard the shipment was opened -"
"Don't be fooled by his other writing," Gin interrupted, "Jiraya is a master in collecting information. Is it better if he finds out about your deal and reports it to the Leaf?"
The crime lord could only grind his teeth and pound a fist against the desktop, beside the unreadable inky mess that had been his report.
---=- + -=---
1The boss of the Two Gees gang, (name), was trying to compose a report about the loss of the moonsugar shipment that wouldn't get him a complementary tour of the harbour from his own boss when the kunoichi appeared. The jacket of his business suit was draped over a nearby plant pot, and he'd rolled up his sleeves to keep them from trailing into the fresh ink. A pale scar stood out under one eye as his face flushed, and he cursed furiously as surprise made him spill the inkwell across the papers on the low desk. He *hated* using nukenin - they drew too much attention, and were always arrogant bastards with no respect for the person paying their fee. He sneered as the former Snow-nin stepped fullly into the light, growling, "So, you're back already. Did you at least send those interfering brats to hell?"
"Oyabun," Gin greeted the man sarcasticly, though the superior smirk faded at the question. "There's some trouble with the brats. They're with Jiraya of the Legendary Three, the White-Maned Demon who killed an entire Stone brigade to the last man in their war against the Leaf. He's way too much for even us, unless..."
Even as she trailed off, her brother stepped out of another corner of the office. "That captain only hired us as extra security for the voyage, but we know what the shhip was carrying anyway," he explained. "We were tthere when this new model was tested, when the former Jounin who became Snow Country's Daimyo personally wiped out everyone in Hidden Snow who opposed him... Everyone but us, the only ones to escape. With that armor, even Jiraya becomes easy."
"Are you INSANE!?" (name) sputtered apoplecticly. "If president Gatou heard the shipment was opened -"
"Don't be fooled by his other writing," Gin interrupted, "Jiraya is a master in collecting information. Is it better if he finds out about your deal and reports it to the Leaf?"
The crime lord could only grind his teeth and pound a fist against the desktop, beside the unreadable inky mess that had been his report.
---=- + -=---
2The boss of the Two Gees gang, (name), was trying to compose a report about the loss of the moonsugar shipment that wouldn't get him a complementary tour of the harbour from his own boss when the kunoichi appeared. The jacket of his business suit was draped over a nearby plant pot, and he'd rolled up his sleeves to keep them from trailing into the fresh ink. A pale scar stood out under one eye as his face flushed, and he cursed furiously as surprise made him spill the inkwell across the papers on the low desk. He *hated* using nukenin - they drew too much attention, and were always arrogant bastards with no respect for the person paying their fee. He sneered as the former Snow-nin stepped fullly into the light, growling, "So, you're back already. Did you at least send those interfering brats to hell?"
"Oyabun," Gin greeted the man sarcasticly, though the superior smirk faded at the question. "There's some trouble with the brats. They're with Jiraya of the Legendary Three, the White-Maned Demon who killed an entire Stone brigade to the last man in their war against the Leaf. He's way too much for even us, unless..."
Even as she trailed off, her brother stepped out of another corner of the office. "That captain only hired us as extra security for the voyage, but we know what the shhip was carrying anyway," he explained. "We were tthere when this new model was tested, when the former Jounin who became Snow Country's Daimyo personally wiped out everyone in Hidden Snow who opposed him... Everyone but us, the only ones to escape. With that armor, even Jiraya becomes easy."
"Are you INSANE!?" (name) sputtered apoplecticly. "If president Gatou heard the shipment was opened -"
"Don't be fooled by his other writing," Gin interrupted, "Jiraya is a master in collecting information. Is it better if he finds out about your deal and reports it to the Leaf?"
The crime lord could only grind his teeth and pound a fist against the desktop, beside the unreadable inky mess that had been his report.
---=- + -=---
3The boss of the Two Gees gang, (name), was trying to compose a report about the loss of the moonsugar shipment that wouldn't get him a complementary tour of the harbour from his own boss when the kunoichi appeared. The jacket of his business suit was draped over a nearby plant pot, and he'd rolled up his sleeves to keep them from trailing into the fresh ink. A pale scar stood out under one eye as his face flushed, and he cursed furiously as surprise made him spill the inkwell across the papers on the low desk. He *hated* using nukenin - they drew too much attention, and were always arrogant bastards with no respect for the person paying their fee. He sneered as the former Snow-nin stepped fullly into the light, growling, "So, you're back already. Did you at least send those interfering brats to hell?"
"Oyabun," Gin greeted the man sarcasticly, though the superior smirk faded at the question. "There's some trouble with the brats. They're with Jiraya of the Legendary Three, the White-Maned Demon who killed an entire Stone brigade to the last man in their war against the Leaf. He's way too much for even us, unless..."
Even as she trailed off, her brother stepped out of another corner of the office. "That captain only hired us as extra security for the voyage, but we know what the shhip was carrying anyway," he explained. "We were tthere when this new model was tested, when the former Jounin who became Snow Country's Daimyo personally wiped out everyone in Hidden Snow who opposed him... Everyone but us, the only ones to escape. With that armor, even Jiraya becomes easy."
"Are you INSANE!?" (name) sputtered apoplecticly. "If president Gatou heard the shipment was opened -"
"Don't be fooled by his other writing," Gin interrupted, "Jiraya is a master in collecting information. Is it better if he finds out about your deal and reports it to the Leaf?"
The crime lord could only grind his teeth and pound a fist against the desktop, beside the unreadable inky mess that had been his report.
---=- + -=---
4The boss of the Two Gees gang, (name), was trying to compose a report about the loss of the moonsugar shipment that wouldn't get him a complementary tour of the harbour from his own boss when the kunoichi appeared. The jacket of his business suit was draped over a nearby plant pot, and he'd rolled up his sleeves to keep them from trailing into the fresh ink. A pale scar stood out under one eye as his face flushed, and he cursed furiously as surprise made him spill the inkwell across the papers on the low desk. He *hated* using nukenin - they drew too much attention, and were always arrogant bastards with no respect for the person paying their fee. He sneered as the former Snow-nin stepped fullly into the light, growling, "So, you're back already. Did you at least send those interfering brats to hell?"
"Oyabun," Gin greeted the man sarcasticly, though the superior smirk faded at the question. "There's some trouble with the brats. They're with Jiraya of the Legendary Three, the White-Maned Demon who killed an entire Stone brigade to the last man in their war against the Leaf. He's way too much for even us, unless..."
Even as she trailed off, her brother stepped out of another corner of the office. "That captain only hired us as extra security for the voyage, but we know what the shhip was carrying anyway," he explained. "We were tthere when this new model was tested, when the former Jounin who became Snow Country's Daimyo personally wiped out everyone in Hidden Snow who opposed him... Everyone but us, the only ones to escape. With that armor, even Jiraya becomes easy."
"Are you INSANE!?" (name) sputtered apoplecticly. "If president Gatou heard the shipment was opened -"
"Don't be fooled by his other writing," Gin interrupted, "Jiraya is a master in collecting information. Is it better if he finds out about your deal and reports it to the Leaf?"
The crime lord could only grind his teeth and pound a fist against the desktop, beside the unreadable inky mess that had been his report.
---=- + -=---
5The boss of the Two Gees gang, (name), was trying to compose a report about the loss of the moonsugar shipment that wouldn't get him a complementary tour of the harbour from his own boss when the kunoichi appeared. The jacket of his business suit was draped over a nearby plant pot, and he'd rolled up his sleeves to keep them from trailing into the fresh ink. A pale scar stood out under one eye as his face flushed, and he cursed furiously as surprise made him spill the inkwell across the papers on the low desk. He *hated* using nukenin - they drew too much attention, and were always arrogant bastards with no respect for the person paying their fee. He sneered as the former Snow-nin stepped fullly into the light, growling, "So, you're back already. Did you at least send those interfering brats to hell?"
"Oyabun," Gin greeted the man sarcasticly, though the superior smirk faded at the question. "There's some trouble with the brats. They're with Jiraya of the Legendary Three, the White-Maned Demon who killed an entire Stone brigade to the last man in their war against the Leaf. He's way too much for even us, unless..."
Even as she trailed off, her brother stepped out of another corner of the office. "That captain only hired us as extra security for the voyage, but we know what the shhip was carrying anyway," he explained. "We were tthere when this new model was tested, when the former Jounin who became Snow Country's Daimyo personally wiped out everyone in Hidden Snow who opposed him... Everyone but us, the only ones to escape. With that armor, even Jiraya becomes easy."
"Are you INSANE!?" (name) sputtered apoplecticly. "If president Gatou heard the shipment was opened -"
"Don't be fooled by his other writing," Gin interrupted, "Jiraya is a master in collecting information. Is it better if he finds out about your deal and reports it to the Leaf?"
The crime lord could only grind his teeth and pound a fist against the desktop, beside the unreadable inky mess that had been his report.
---=- + -=---
6The boss of the Two Gees gang, (name), was trying to compose a report about the loss of the moonsugar shipment that wouldn't get him a complementary tour of the harbour from his own boss when the kunoichi appeared. The jacket of his business suit was draped over a nearby plant pot, and he'd rolled up his sleeves to keep them from trailing into the fresh ink. A pale scar stood out under one eye as his face flushed, and he cursed furiously as surprise made him spill the inkwell across the papers on the low desk. He *hated* using nukenin - they drew too much attention, and were always arrogant bastards with no respect for the person paying their fee. He sneered as the former Snow-nin stepped fullly into the light, growling, "So, you're back already. Did you at least send those interfering brats to hell?"
"Oyabun," Gin greeted the man sarcasticly, though the superior smirk faded at the question. "There's some trouble with the brats. They're with Jiraya of the Legendary Three, the White-Maned Demon who killed an entire Stone brigade to the last man in their war against the Leaf. He's way too much for even us, unless..."
Even as she trailed off, her brother stepped out of another corner of the office. "That captain only hired us as extra security for the voyage, but we know what the shhip was carrying anyway," he explained. "We were tthere when this new model was tested, when the former Jounin who became Snow Country's Daimyo personally wiped out everyone in Hidden Snow who opposed him... Everyone but us, the only ones to escape. With that armor, even Jiraya becomes easy."
"Are you INSANE!?" (name) sputtered apoplecticly. "If president Gatou heard the shipment was opened -"
"Don't be fooled by his other writing," Gin interrupted, "Jiraya is a master in collecting information. Is it better if he finds out about your deal and reports it to the Leaf?"
The crime lord could only grind his teeth and pound a fist against the desktop, beside the unreadable inky mess that had been his report.
---=- + -=---
SERVO: Loook *deeeeply* into my eyes... Tell me, what do you see?
CROW: (hypnotized) A twisted man who wants to inflict his pain upon others.
A kung-fu nun in a leather thong was no less extreme than anything else he had seen that day. - Rev. Dark's IST: Holy Sea World
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"Anko, what you do in your free time is your own choice. Use it wisely. And if you do not use it wisely, make sure you thoroughly enjoy whatever unwise thing you are doing." - HymnOfRagnorok as Orochimaru at SpaceBattles
woot Med. Eng., verb, 1st & 3rd pers. prsnt. sg. know, knows
