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  1. I’m confused here. I got a ‘disclaimer’ review on one of my older stories (Denial) from mod PIPPYCHICK. It includes this text:

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    Your disclaimer doesn't have one of the two parts we need to see. It must say that no money/profit is made. Saying that it’s just for fun or just for entertainment purposes is not enough.

    BUT! my disclaimer for that story states just that. I double-checked, and the disclaimer has these words exactly:

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    I do not own TMNT, Hellboy, or any mentioned music, movies, etc; I make no money from this. I DO own Alesha, Maggie, Dante, the Willows, and Amber...and coffee. LOTS of COFFEE.

    This is the basic disclaimer format I used for that series of stories with the exception of the word “story.” (I think maybe I ran out of characters…? I dunno. It’s been a while since I even thought about that story or series. Anywho, I replied to the email immediately upon receipt of it but haven’t gotten any answer yet. (I can't recall if replying to the email will do any good. In my defense, I’ve been oscillating between fine and suddenly retching most of the day.)

    Was this an error? Does acknowledging ownership of my OCs throw the rest of the disclaimer into question? Was my dorky joke about owning lots of coffee the problem? Or does “I make no money from this” translate to “Dude! I’m totally getting paid for writing this story!” and somehow, I’ve never noticed before?

     

    I’m so confused right now. (...or am I queasy? Or is it both? ...both. Both is good.)

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    2. BronxWench

      BronxWench

      I took a look and the disclaimer as it is right now is fine. The no-profit statement you have there is more than sufficient for our needs. I’ve updated our records to show it’s correct, so your story won’t be hidden.

      And I’m on grand jury service until the end of January, so I’m confused, queasy, and occasionally out of my mind :lol: 

    3. pippychick

      pippychick

      Oops… I am so sorry! I am moving, mostly in secret, and so this week has been a bit of a daze.

       

    4. Ghost-of-a-Chance

      Ghost-of-a-Chance

      Hey, Folks! I’m not ignoring y’all like a brat. I’ve tried replying to this post several times but my tablet browser keeps eating the replies when I click ‘post.’ <_< Pardon the mental image but Kindle’s “Silk” browser is about as useful as bollocks on a heifer.

       

      Basically no worries because real life ALWAYS comes first and it always should come first, and I greatly appreciate the help.

      WillowDarkling, thank you for posting that link – I couldn’t find it before I posted the original status, probably because I was stuck in a sick-fog. (I was worried I wouldn’t be able update fix the disclaimer within the time allotment on account of said sick-bug. It was doing its darndest to take me down and keep me there. Next time something like this comes up, I’ll be sure to follow that link. :thankyou:
      BronxWench, very much appreciated! Also, you never fail to make me grin. You’re a hoot. Hope the jury duty went well!

      pippychick, eh, no worries. Mistakes happen, especially when you’re stressed and busy. ;) I spend half my days in a daze and I don’t have your excuse so you’re doing just fine. I hope the move is going well…?

  2. There’s nothing in the world like going from a long night of white noise to the day’s first song. It’s a shift from ennui to enlightenment – tense stillness to sudden and flurried movement.

    The only comparison I can ever come up with, odd as it sounds, is standing on the edge of a bald drop-off, staring down into the early morning fog seeping through the treetops, and watching the rising sun slowly burn through the mist. No matter how beautiful the sunset may be, no matter how the clouds swirl or the fog swoops in as dusk falls, nothing the rest of the day will ever match up to that first moment of burning elation. Delay never weakens it; urgency never strengthens it. 

    Blindness, I could maybe learn to tolerate. Silence, more likely. Losing all ability to hear? That, I’m sure, would slay me outright. Thus why this afternoon, I’m blaring “After the Rain” and grinning like an idijt for no reason whatsoever.

  3. Not meaning to sound impatient or anything, but I wanted to let you know the problem’s resolved. I saved then deleted chapters back to the first missed one and am reposting everything in the correct order. Now that I have a computer which isn’t outrun by drunken half-dead snails, reposting a few chapters an hour is possible. (My old “Betsy” was, I believe, a 2011 model if that says anything. It’s her time. She needs to be allowed to rest.) BronxWench, thanks for your time and for trying to help. I much appreciate it.
  4. "Something Wild" - Lindsey Stirling & Andrew McMahon In the Wilderness

    I’m not sure where I was first introduced to the musical style of Andrew McMahon in the Wilderness – was it “Rainy Girl,” maybe, or “Canyon Moon?” – but I’m falling for it harder every day. I’m rarely brought to tears by contemporary music with vocals but AMitW is, so far, a frequent exception. I never would have associated something as intense as “Something Wild” with Disney had I not heard it myself in Pete’s Dragon. ...and cried. ...like a baby.

    Good grief. :cry:  My eyes are burning, my skin’s buzzing, and my heart’s a gooey, fluttery mess. This...this is beautiful and it hits all my frisson-triggers in just the right order. If y'all haven't heard anything by this artist, please, for the love of all that's good and bright in this world, fix that starting by playing this video and listening.

    4d0m6f46k1bX6ZQtfmg1Uj.url

  5. In our going-on ten years together, I’ve lost count of all the wonderful things Cold has earned my gratitude for. He’s saved my life and my heart. He’s brought me out of my shell and supports me when I inevitably crawl back into it to recoup. He’s broadened my interests, made me feel more confident in myself, and taught me that it’s okay to be who I am.

    On top of all of that, he’s introduced me to music I would previously have never given a chance. The very idea that I would have lived the rest of my life without ever once hearing AFI’s “Synesthesia” is, to say the least, horrifying. I’ll have to bake this man a potpie sometime soon...after I’m done stabbing the replay button to death yet again. If I ever find somewhere I can buy the song, I might just cry from happiness and embarrass Cold to bits. Alas (or rather, fortunately for him,) the song seems to be unavailable for sale and was released as a hidden track on an album we own.

    Replay button, brace yourself – it’s gonna be a while.

  6. Recently, someone asked me “What do you want to accomplish in the next ten years?” They probably expected something entirely different than what I answered. Some folks, surely, must answer that question with “I want to be promoted in my job” or “I want to get married,” or even “I want to own my own home and not have to deal with my bitchy landlady anymore.” My answer perplexed this person, and honestly, it confuses me, too.

    I want to be truly finished with pieces after I’ve written them. I don’t want to spend hours, days, weeks, and even months and years wondering how I could have improved them. I don’t want to wake up in the middle of the night and realize I left a huge-ass plot-hole somewhere, spelled someone’s name wrong, or got chapters out of order. I don’t want to go back, read over my stories, think “My GOD that’s crap,” and spend the next several months agonizing over how I can improve the crap. I want to write, proofread, make final edits, and be done with the piece, able to move on without worrying I’ve made some horrible mistake...and no, I’m not just worrying for nothing. I do make horrible mistakes and find them months down the line, frequently enough that it’s given me some nasty recurring writer’s block.

    Improving your craft can make you so much more critical of yourself. When I first started writing (we’re talking single digit ages here) I never looked back. Now I have decades of experience and years of education behind me, all geared toward improving my writing...and I can’t stop looking back long enough to look forward.

    Maybe it’d be more realistic to say “I want to win the lottery without ever touching a ticket.” :eyebrow:

  7. Thank you very much. I’m finally starting to get embarrassed about this mistake. Took a while, huh?
  8. Um...any news? ...it’s starting to look like I’ll have to go back and delete chapters.
  9. It’s been over seven years since RUSH released Clockwork Angels, and nothing has changed. I still fall into an all-encompassing, skin-prickling, lung-stilling, and soul-rending state of ecstasy every time I hear “The Wreckers.” The problem? My hubby has crazy-narrow tastes in music and can’t comprehend how I can love that song so much. It’s true, but I feel like telling him “it makes my ears jizz themselves” would be poorly received by someone who only enjoys music with screaming in it.

    Seriously. My ears need a smoke after the song’s over. It’s that freakin’ good.

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    2. Ghost-of-a-Chance

      Ghost-of-a-Chance

      JayDee – I’m happy to have introduced you, then! :D

      As a Rusher it’s almost physically painful for me to admit it but I was overall disappointed with the music on Clockwork Angels. The lyrics ranged from “up to par” to “above average” and the concept was great but the sound...uh...yeah, it may just be my ears have gotten spoiled but most of the music came across poorly balanced and, on some tracks, borderline cacophonous. Despite a moment of excessive rhyming repetition at the climax The Wreckers is the only exception I’ve noted on the album. It’s everything I’ve come to expect from Rush and more. The rise and fall of the tempo and pitch, the melodic build and fade, it all evokes the scene being described perfectly. The first time I heard this song, I was so moved by it I cried; even after all this time, it never fails to send chills down my spine and goosebumps scattering over my arms and neck. It hits every single musical frisson trigger in my brain and in just the right order.

      Also, for any uninitiated: Clockwork Angels is a concept album based on a steampunk reimagining of Voltaire’s Candide, and Rush’s FINAL studio album.

    3. BronxWench

      BronxWench

      It’s also a book, which Elderspawn dropped on my desk when I was playing The Wreckers. Pool reading for the win!

    4. Ghost-of-a-Chance

      Ghost-of-a-Chance

      BronxWench – you’ve had the honor of reading the book?! :yahoo: OMG, I can barely contain my envy and the intensity of my geek-out! You lucky, lucky woman!

  10. Oh this is hilarious. I’ve once again buggered the buzzard on posting chapters and have reached out for help...and the ad on the thread, last I checked, is for something called Ghost’s Dilemma.

    My pen-name varies from site-to-site due to various site restrictions on logins, but the name I go by online is Ghost Chance. Thanks for the publicity but I kinda feel called out. :rolleyes:

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    2. BronxWench

      BronxWench

      :lol: Thank you, for both the morning giggles and for the plug. I’ll have to remember not to call any future books in the series “Ghost’s Chance.”  ;)

    3. Ghost-of-a-Chance

      Ghost-of-a-Chance

      Eh, no sweat if you do, BronxWench. I took my penname from a RUSH song so it’s not like I can copyright it. :D I take it you’re the mysterious author? Kudos, Hon!

    4. BronxWench

      BronxWench

      Oh, I’m not entirely mysterious, just not being terribly prolific lately! :lol: They’re sweet and silly little stories, nothing terribly dramatic, but I like my characters, so I’ll write more for them. Eventually. I have the bones of the third in the series, plus a sort of prequel that’s not nearly as gentle. We’ll see how that goes over, if I ever finish it. :D

  11. Oh? Would that be on account of my natural snark, or my awkward tendency to attempt simple online tasks, fail in ridiculous ways, and laugh about it while begging for help? (Either way, thank you!) That’s definitely one way to go. I spent too many years as a ‘summer blonde’ for my hubby Cold to accept insanity as a possible answer...although he may be tempted to change that tune at this rate. Thanks for your advice. So...uh...technical noob here...do I message/email this lovely admin you tagged, or was the tag itself some sort of Bat Signal calling her to the thread? (Yes. I suck at technology that hard. It’d be embarrassing if I actually had an ego.)
  12. Okay, so this one’s either the result of: Updating while half-conscious from pain medicine while awaiting extraction of a particularly painful wisdom tooth, or The consequence of several mini blonde moments combining into one super-mega blonde moment. Apparently while updating A New Lease on Life I...missed...a couple chapters...and I just realized they’re missing...roughly twenty uploaded chapters later. If I hadn’t noticed that the numbers in the titles and on the chapter list were matching up even worse than usual, I may never have noticed. (I include a short Prologue with long-haul stories like this one so the chapters always run a number or two behind the automatic site numbering, but the discrepancy here was clearly off.) I completely missed those two chaps, or perhaps they didn’t upload properly because I fell asleep at the keyboard...again. Yeah. Not one of my finer moments as a writer, but fortunately, it’s not one of my worst, either, since the word “moist” didn’t come into play. Anyway, I’ve gone back, edited the two missing chapters in Word, and uploaded them to the site, but they automatically uploaded to the end of the list and I haven’t found a way to reorder the chapters. It’s possible I’m just missing the option (I’m severely under-rested and equally under-caffeinated) and I wanted to ask around before resorting to deleting EVERYTHING back to the missing chapters and re-uploading everything one-by-one. Is there a way to get my chapters back in their proper order quickly and painlessly, or is the delete/reupload thing my only shot at fixing this? (Not gonna lie – if that’s my only option I’m probably gonna need a nap and a drink first...and it’ll take a week or longer...and I’m probably gonna cry like a ninny from frustration before I’m done.) Story in question: A New Lease on Life - http://cartoon.adult-fanfiction.org/story.php?no=600095128&amp;chapter=1 [ automatic numbering – actual chapter number: Title ] Chapters uploaded in correct order: 1 – Prologue through 23 – 22: Borrowed Words Missed Chapter: – 23: The Truth Can Hurt Uploaded in correct order: 24 – 24: Plans and Promises and 25 – 25: Loyalty Wears Many Faces Missed Chapter: – 26: Renovation, Revelation, Realization Uploaded in correct order: 26 – 27: A Taste Without Tears through 47 – 48: Did I Have a Dream, or Did the Dream Have Me? The two missing chapters have uploaded at the end of the chapter list; I’ve marked them with “OOPS” in the titles. If anyone can help me fix this foul-up or advise me on how to do so, I’d be most appreciative. ...off the record, my naturally blond husband wants to bleach my hair to give my “blonde moments” some legitimacy. I’m far too brunette to get away with them when he never has any.
  13. Things which literally never happen to me:

    1. Hearing Nuvole Bianche without mentally melting into a blissful rapturous puddle
    2. Seeing “Woozle” snoring with his mouth open and his little tongue hanging out without snickering
    3. Smelling an old book without the urge to huff it like a lunatic regardless of who’s watching
    4. Tasting a well-prepared quality tea without being thankful for life in general
    5. Feeling Heiferlump step on me with her pointy little toes without shrieking in pain then apologizing for startling her.

     

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    2. BronxWench

      BronxWench

      Ah, my wee corgi lass has ideopathic epilepsy. It’s been over 4 years since her diagnosis, and we’re managing to keep it to one or two big episodes a year, so that’s something. And for 99% of the time, she’s our sweet, lovable bundle of happiness, so it’s all good. :D

    3. InBrightestDay

      InBrightestDay

      I’m honestly really glad to find out about the book-huffing club.  I remember going to the library and just loving the smell.  I always thought I was really weird.

      I mean, I know I’m weird (I talk to the bugs I pick up to take out of the house), but you know, at least it’s not for the book smell thing. :)

    4. Ghost-of-a-Chance

      Ghost-of-a-Chance

      InBrightestDay, I regularly argue with my older cat...and lose. She can’t speak English but I still lose. Compared to that, demanding bugs stay out or pay rent isn’t that weird. ;)

      Also, libraries always smell DIVINE to me. Or, at least, OTHER libraries smell divine to me. Our local library stank of dirty feet and unwashed underwear for the last few years; now that it’s moved into the new building it just smells like paper and fuckboy. Fit to make a body cry, it is. The college library, though...WHEW! It’s a book-huffer’s dream come true – one step through those doors and your nose needs an after-fun cigarette.

      First rule of Book-Huffing Club: You don’t talk about Book-Huffing Club.
      Second Rule of Book-Huffing Club: There is no Book-Huffing Club.
      Third rule: If you find a good one, don’t be greedy - SHARE IT with fellow Book-Huffers.

  14. BronxWench – yes, I was able to get the chapter reposted with edits done in Word. Thank you for your advice. I also restarted after the crash because my computer was running slower than our landlady during office hours. (Read “It was basically just sitting on its butt and getting paid for it.”) It doesn’t surprise me that the chapter loss was probably related to the crash; I had a feeling it was. The situation happened because I had Spotify open, one of the cats decided he needed Mommy-time right now so hand it up, he plopped his tush right on the keyboard, and somehow he managed to click the touchpad on the obnoxious ad I’d muted. This opened a new tab in the browser, (already open) the tab froze, the other tabs froze and stopped responding, then the browser crashed completely. Chances are there was nothing malicious about the ad or site – my computer’s a ‘12 or ‘14, if I’m remembering correctly, and tends to not tolerate gifs and videos worth a lick, and my antivirus hasn’t made a peep. The page probably just had too many of those new-fangled moving talking pictures on it and ol’ lady Toshiba said “No witchcraft here.” Geez, JayDee, that stinks! Hate having to rewrite things entirely, and for it to be a long review? That had to be so frustrating! Honestly, I was lucky in this instance–I’m importing these chapters from another site and editing before posting, not typing them directly into the post box. Sure, I lost a lot of corrections, formatting, and scene expansions, but the chapter itself was already backed up. Since this, I’ve been doing edits in Word (like I should have all along, TBH) and posting them after backing them up. If I’d lost the chapter completely, as in without any backups? Yeah, I’d probably be a lot more upset. (like “Where’s my Scotch, I’m about to start cussing a blue streak” upset) As it is, a cup of tea and cuddling the cat was enough. No, “Woozle” didn’t get in any trouble for sitting on the keyboard – he got a treat. It was my fault for being on the computer instead of spoiling him. I’m a good people-servant.
  15. So it’s not likely a site/content issue, then. Maybe related to the previous crash... Dang it...I was afraid of that. Had a feeling, honestly. There’s a reason we’re not supposed to make edits directly into the post box on writing sites. (Again, knew better, still made the mistake, won’t make it again.) Good thing I started the edits over in Word. For the record, I use Firefox exclusively and keep it up-to-date. Chrome makes my computer crash and IE and Edge were even worse. FF has its problems, yeah, but so far it works better than the other options I’ve tried. Thanks for taking the time to help me.
  16. I added a chapter to “A New Lease on Life” around maybe five this morning. This was the second try for that particular chapter as my browser crashed halfway through the first time. (Not AFF’s fault, my computer can be a dick.) I was sure posting it worked this time, but come this evening, (about eight) the chapter is missing! Is there some possibility it just hasn’t synced yet or something, or is the whole thing just gone? I checked my email in case there was a problem with the chapter or its contents (warranting removal or whatnot) but I haven’t gotten any notices from the site, even in spam. Normally, I’d be backing up the changes I’m making as I go since I’m making corrections, fixing formatting, AND making changes as I import from my other sites. This time? Yeaaaaah...I forgot and that’s totally on me. I’m seriously kicking myself for it, considering the amount of corrections and changes that went into that particular chapter. If there’s any chance I won’t have to do that chapter over again a third time, I’d take that chance even if the formatting’s all buggered up. The dialogue and wording changes and error corrections are what’s really important. The affected archive is http://cartoon.adult-fanfiction.org Category Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles and the affected story is 600095128. (Title: A New Lease on Life) Missing chapter is 37: This is How the World Ends. Previous chapter (36: Dragons at the Door) is still there. (Note that the chapter numbers don’t match up with the automatic numbering by the site because of the Prologue.) ...is there ANY possibility this chapter just hasn’t gone live yet, or got misplaced in the system?
  17. Hi! Ghost, here. If you've read my oneshot "Homeless Hearts, Journey's End," you've read about my characters Tanaki, Riko, Shiracha, Mizuchi, and Suzaku. Originally, I had further information about them posted at the end of the oneshot, not realizing that doing so was against regulations. Sorry about that...apparently I need to brush up on the rules and regs. To correct the problem, I've removed them from the story, and reposted them here. So without further ado, allow me to introduce you to the non-canon cast of Homeless Hearts! Nehashi Tanaki ['Tan,' 'Tani'] Native to Hidden Grass, she belongs to a clan specializing in taijutsu using wooden weapons, esp. bo and nunchaku. She and her younger sister Riko are among the last of their clan to follow the way of the ninja, and her name is loosely derived from their patron summoning animal, the Tanuki. Tanaki is very easily distracted, very hyperactive, very emotional and intense, tends to focus on making others happy more than keeping herself happy, and is a total clown. Due to her focusing problems, she was nearly illiterate when she left Hidden Grass; despite flunking out of academy, she received much hands-on tutoring from her father in the way of the ninja, and is very skilled at the bo staff. Not long after Riko entered the Academy, their father was attacked by a rogue ninja, but survived the poisoned senbon by the skin of his teeth; he spent the rest of his life fighting a weakened immune system, and Tanaki eventually dropped out to care for him, determined that her sister receive the education she deserved. After her father finally passed away, Tanaki attempted to rejoin the Academy, but was blocked due to her advanced age and poor track record. Their mother was furious and humiliated to find out her elder daughter was seeking work that wouldn't require an education, and issued an ultimatum: Tanaki left of her own accord, or she and Riko both would be kicked out. Tanaki hid this from her sister, and left without giving her a chance to argue. When she left Hidden Grass, she wandered the nations for three years searching for home, finally wound up in Hidden Leaf, and was swept off her feet by Rock Lee - LITERALLY. Ultimately, that one collision resulted in forever love. Tanaki has short, messy brown hair, warm brown eyes, a rather large nose and rear, and very little bust to speak of; her normal attire consists of cargo pants or shorts, narrow-necked tops that tie at the right shoulder, and her favorite green headband. [Nehashi: "Root (of a tree or plant) + Bridge," possibly linked to her clan's affinity for wooden weapons.] Nehashi Riko ['Bright Eyes'] Native to Hidden Grass, she was devastated by her sister's abrupt and unexplained departure, and along with their best friend, Shiracha, spent three years wandering the nations trying to find her...and failing the whole way. She is very gullible, very naive, and tends to worry far, far more than is healthy. Though she had just passed the Chunin exams before Tanaki left, she renounced the rank, argued her case to the village leader, and left to find her sister. Though she joined Gaara's staff intending to find her sister - whom she'd been told he was having tortured in his 'dungeon' - and aided a group of radicals intent on his death, she has since made up for her foolishness and still wonders why he forgave her. Despite their rocky history, she and Gaara are dating, and visit Hidden Leaf as often as possible. Riko has short, sleek blonde hair, deep blue eyes, and a petite, feminine figure; her weapons of choice are nunchaku and hanbō. [Riko: "Jasmine child," chosen because of her deep blue eyes.] Sato Shiracha ['Shi'] A native of Tea country who specializes in dancing, dirty humor, and espionage, Shiracha was personally trained by the country's leading teams. The ruler was very fond of her and indulged her ill-manners, which led to his jealous wife assuming the worst and demanding her exile. Shiracha settled in Hidden Grass, offering up her best skills to their leaders: fleecing unsuspecting perverts for whatever information she could get from them. As before, though, she ended up being VERY unpopular with the local women, and no one was disappointed to see her leave with Riko. While Riko was screwing things up with Gaara, Shiracha ran into Sai, who had been dispatched to help ferret out the radicals intent on the Kage's death. Though she tried to kill Sai on sight when they first met, over a case of mistaken identity, she grew very fond of his quirky personality, and set her sights on him. As of this story, they are halfway between friends-with-benefits and dating. Her normal attire consists of fine, formal kimonos, or baggy trousers, loose, low-necked blouses, and a long, hanging sash at the waist; she usually wears her ivory white hair in a bun with decorative hairsticks, with her long bangs parted before her ears. Despite her girly-girl appearance and deceptively innocent bright purple eyes, Shiracha is a total pervert, has horrible, appalling manners, is completely uncouth, and has a vocabulary that could make sailors cringe; she is NOT ashamed. Her weapons of choice are metal tessen with hollow spokes; these hollow spokes hold senbon, and are easily thrown with the right wrist movements. [sato: "Village." Shiracha: "White tea."] Koizumi Mizuchi ['Chi,' 'Chia'] Native to Hidden Waterfalls village, Mizuchi is very sweet and friendly, loves cooking for her friends, and is a low-level medic-nin undergoing further training at the Hospital. Mizuchi was orphaned at a young age, and raised by her uncle; when her captain discovered that she had great skill with chakra control and evasion, but little else, he encouraged her to enlist in medical training. Due to excessive bullying and harassment, she was unable to move forward, and eventually dropped out. When Tanaki arrived in her village, she witnessed Mizuchi being repeatedly nearly drowned by a group of Genin who stood by jeering and throwing rocks. Once she was freed from the water-trap, Tanaki beat the spit out of her bullies, and Mizuchi decided to join her in her wanderings. Their wanderings took them to Hot Water country, where they narrowly saved Suzaku's life during an attack by rogue ninja. Mizuchi patched her up to the best of her ability, and the three of them moved onward. Because of the near-drowning, she has spent three years deathly afraid of drowning and deep water, to the point of panic attacks. Though it was some time before Choji was ready to trust her with his heart, they are now happily engaged. Mizuchi has long, sleek, dark green hair, which she usually wears in a high tail, and bright sea green eyes; she is very near-sighted, and can't see a thing without glasses. She is shorter than Tanaki, Suzaku, Shiracha, and even Riko, but has a lovely curvy figure. Her normal attire consists of capri cut trousers or shorts, and simple but feminine blouses. [Koizumi: "Little Spring." Mizuchi: Reportedly, the Mizuchi was a violent, malevolent water dragon. Her late parents chose this name in hopes it would empower her; they were sadly mistaken, and the result is ironic.] Suzaku ['Su'] Suzaku's young mother Akane had been sister to the Kazekage, but fell for pretty words from a visiting ninja from Hot Water country, wound up pregnant, and fled to escape her brother's certain wrath. Akane raised Su alone in a small village frequented for its hot springs, leaving her only a single pair of jade earrings that she treasures above all else. When Akane died, Suzaku hunted down her father, who had gone rogue; as he was all she had left, he convinced her to join him in his repeated thefts. Once she came of age, she announced her intention to leave; fearful that she'd turn him in, her father robbed a local nobleman while disguised as his daughter, framing her for his crimes. When Tanaki and Mizuchi passed through, she was tied to a post in the square for her punishment, but quickly targeted by a group of rogue ninjas who had come to terrorize the town. Tanaki freed her, and the two helped her prove her innocence by turning in her father. Su is very loyal to her two friends, but is very rough around the edges; she enjoys shoji, though she's not very good, curses a lot, and is prone to using 'made-up' phrases like 'suck-tastic' and 'barf-aloney.' As it was her overly-developed breasts that drew her attackers the day she met the others, she is very over-sensitive about her body, paranoid about people looking at her breasts, and has a bad habit of going ballistic if she catches them. Though he's shown her nothing but good manners, this paranoia affects Neji most of all because she's attracted to him; for some odd reason, he still thinks she's beautiful no matter how many times she slugs him. Suzaku has long crimson hair with spiky bangs, bright jade green eyes, and naturally dark skin; she keeps her breasts bound to minimize their size, wears loose, shapeless shirts, and either baggy shorts or baggy jeans. Her weapons of choice are her fists and feet, although she learned many wind-based attacks from her mother before her death. [suzaku: named for a sacred beast known as the 'vermillion bird.' Akane chose this name because of Su's vibrant crimson hair.]
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