NinjaSin

Alyson Martz

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Yukiko Amagi - RP Sample by NinjaSin, literature

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Yukiko Amagi - RP Sample

What kind of offer was that? Yukiko was stunned, staring wide-eyed at the one before her, replaying the words over in her mind. She wanted to go home – who wouldn't with the hell this place had become – but to have the way out laid before her so... so... She wasn't sure if there was even a word to describe the offer. Ruthless, cruel, and depraved all seemed to tame for this situation. Horrific was the best she could come up with and even that seemed too light in the face of the situation. She was sure there was a time limit, there always was one, before the psychopath decided her silence meant something she couldn't even imag

Junpei Iori- 3rd Person Sample by NinjaSin, literature

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Junpei Iori- 3rd Person Sample

This place sucked. The really hot nurse Junpei had was blind to his charms and wouldn't give him back his hat. It was like a conspiracy or something. Supposedly it was in storage, being kept all nice and clean, and would be given back to him when he got better. The nurse made his precious hat out like it was some kind of incentive. Which it... kinda was. But anyways, it didn't matter. This place sucked. Okay, okay... the food was good, but the rest sucked. Scratch that. Was that the back of a familiar head of tawny hair he saw peaking up from that couch over there? He shielded his eyes from the glaring sun beating down upon his unj

Terminal Notice by NinjaSin, literature

Special Training by NinjaSin, literature

Thunderspurred by NinjaSin, literature

Center Stage - smut by NinjaSin, literature

Airport Fantasy - smut by NinjaSin, literature

Can't Backtrack Anymore by NinjaSin, literature

Beatrix Kiddo - 3rd Person sam by NinjaSin, literature

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Beatrix Kiddo - 3rd Person sam

Beatrix walked through the aisles of the record store, a stack of returns resting gently against her stomach. She'd been showing for the last month or so and, since then, had been talked into taking the easier jobs so as not to push herself. Mornings were an adventure, but overall she felt better than ever. She had escaped the life she'd been living and found another one, free of violence and death, to bring her unborn child into. It was all she could ask for... CD after CD was placed back in its appropriate place, the gentle clinking sound of the plastic security cases as they made contact with the rack somewhat calming, and Beatrix con

Falis - 3rd Person writing sam by NinjaSin, literature

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Falis - 3rd Person writing sam

“Hime-sama?” At the sound of the voice, Falis rolled onto her back in the large, soft bed. She made a few incoherent noises, the sheet barely covering her nude body, but did not stir any further. “Hime-sama.” The voice was more poignant this time, the low tones of an elderly man, indicating he was beginning to get annoyed. Falis heard the words somewhere in the depths of her slumber, but made no move to actually wake up. She simply stretched out on the wonderful bed and rolled onto her other side, the pale skin of her back exposed to the room. Immediately following

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Yukiko Amagi - RP Sample by NinjaSin, literature

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Yukiko Amagi - RP Sample

Junpei Iori- 3rd Person Sample by NinjaSin, literature

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Junpei Iori- 3rd Person Sample

Sixty Seconds in Threshold by NinjaSin, literature

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Sixty Seconds in Threshold

Sixty Seconds in Threshold The sudden rush of walking directly into the torrent of a two thousand foot high waterfall - that's what it feels like at first. Breathing ceases and you feel cold, contricted, as you start to drown. Your lungs fill up and the pressure climbs inside to the point where all you want is someone with a long, sharp needle to pierce your side. The idea makes your skin crawl, yes, but that brief moment of release is more than enough for you to entertain the notion. It's an interesting thing to watch - a person drowning. The bugging eyes as panic sets in or the half-closed resigned expression that colors the face tends to

Searching for the True Path by NinjaSin, literature

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Searching for the True Path

Is this where it all began, Juri asked herself sitting down on the bench. As she ran her hand over the rail, the ivory painted metal was warm from the rays of the setting sun. She looked across the lake and her gaze was quickly caught in the swirling patterns of color upon the surface of the lake. The waters rippled from the breeze that blew Juri's hair into her face, obscuring the mesmerizing patterns. With an exasperated sigh, she pulled her hair back from her eyes and held it in place against the imposing wind. Still, her gaze was once more drawn back to the swirling colors. This was their place, where she and Ruka would sit and talk long

Tainted by NinjaSin, literature

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Tainted

The string that binds us surely is black – blacker than night, blacker than death. She once said that to me. She also once told me that when she finally understood how our pasts were connected she would kill me and she definitely meant it. I stared down the barrel of her Walther P99 more than once, each time with her intention to kill me behind it. Yet still… here I am. I am still alive. I don't know if I want to be alive or not. I'm so confused anymore. Did she find my letter? Are things going to stay the way they are? What if I don't want them to? What if I want… No. No, I don't want to die. I made a promise. I will protect h

First Snow by NinjaSin, literature

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First Snow

"Go to sleep." "Mmm," was the reply from the window. It was hard to tell if that was an affirmation or something else. Mireille fluffed her pillow and laid her head back down. Blue eyes closed as she tried to fall asleep. Fifteen minutes passed and still there was no movement from the window. The girl hadn't moved. "Go to sleep," she repeated in a slightly irritated voice. There was something unsettling about the girl continually sitting at the window staring at the same scenery for hours on end. And now it was dark, well into the night, and they had a job the next day. The girl needed to get some sleep or she'd be useless and get t

Nocturnal Adventure by NinjaSin, literature

Prison of Promises by NinjaSin, literature

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Prison of Promises

The sun was reaching its zenith as the clicking of heels upon stone walkways permeated the cemetery. Each tone was sharp and regular, as the blonde Corsican traversed the holy burial grounds with determination. It was where she needed to be – where she had to make peace with herself… and another. The bouquet of white flowers hung at her side as she slowed her pace. Blue eyes swimming with emotion were drawn to the pathway ahead of her, the pathway to her destination, the pathway where she'd seen Kirika last. There, upon those stones before her, she'd failed to carry out her promise; she couldn't pull the trigger and end the girl's life even

Mixed Signals by NinjaSin, literature

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Mixed Signals

The water was refreshingly cold and Kirika could understand why the small lake was used for this ceremony. The nuns said it was to wash away the sins they had committed through their sanctioning. Soon, the two of them, Chloe and herself, would walk into the temple and become Noir, the Black Hands of God. This purification ceremony was essentially a sacred bath. Chloe and her both stood in the shallow waters of the lake naked and rinsed themselves with the cold waters. It really didn't mean much to Kirika. This was just one more process to reach an end. If Altena said this was what needed to be done, Kirika would do it. Across the way, Chloe

Force of Nature by NinjaSin, literature

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Force of Nature

Mireille swore under her breath as she tracked her target out onto the balcony, the snow blowing across the second floor making it impossible to see her target. Quickly, she dropped low in case he target noticed her following him out the doors, though she seriously doubted he had any better visibility than she. This job had suddenly turned much more difficult than it should have been. "Mireille, the new says a storm will be passing over Northern Spain the day you planned the job," Kirika said to the Corsican as she came upon the weather report she'd been searching for. Mireille looked across the pool table, her Walther P99 broken down for

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About NinjaSin

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May 14
United States
Deviant for 19 years
She / Her

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Current Residence: Denver, CO
Favourite genre of music: varied
Favourite photographer: Serey
Operating System: Windows XP
MP3 player of choice: iTunes
Wallpaper of choice: Touhou Project: Scarlet Devil Mansion
Favourite cartoon character: Impossible to narrow down
Personal Quote: "In real life, as in dreams, nothing is quite what it seems."

Favourite Visual Artist

Susane Andracki

Favourite Movies

Changes depending on ym mood

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

varied

Favourite Writers

Alithea

Favourite Games

Currently playing .hack//G.U.

Favourite Gaming Platform

Playstation and its various incarnations

Tools of the Trade

Adobe Photoshop 7.0

Other Interests

anime, manga, rpg, video games, wolves, skiing, outdoors, football

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NinjaSin

Mar 12, 2008

Creepy Fanfiction Abounds!

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So, I'm not really writing much these days outside my online blog-based games, but given them, I have been handed inspiration via many things to write creepy fanfic based in those settings.  Hence my current additions. Yes, I am disturbed.  I hope you all enjoy the creepy darkness.  

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NinjaSin

May 16, 2007

No More Icons

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If anyone out there in DA-Land was looking forward to my posting of new, fresh icons - sorry.  DA has decided to remove every single damn icon I posted stating copyright violation.  This is including the icons that had images I specifically garnered the permission of the artists to use in icons.  Even ones that weren't copyright violations.  Hell, one of them was an icon made out of a picture of a friend that said friend gave to me to use to create her an icon.  No fucking violation there as it's not copyrighted material. Tell me, people, how does a person make an icon that isn't simply text that has an image without using an image that this

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NinjaSin

Apr 25, 2007

Utena Fanfiction

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So, I've been working (terribly slowly) on an Utena based fanfiction set in a 3rd Edition D&D world.  I will give a nod of my hat to Shanejayell for his fanfiction "Captain fo the Guard" that gave me a glimpse into the possibilities of how the characters from Utena could be placed in a medieval setting with magic and so forth. I took that general idea and, as my favorite character is Juri, created her as a D&D character (yes, i actually pulled my gaming books out for reference and gave classes including presitge classes) and decided to turn Ohtori into this big walled city run by Dios.  I stuck Juri in as an infamous rogue, a la Scarlet Pimp