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2020-11-09 09:59 pm
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How's My Driving?

I'm not going to be turned off if you don't like how I'm playing Sakura because it's cool. Everyone has a different opinion on how characters should be played and I respect that. If you have a way for me to improve how I'm playing her, feel free to add your two cents, I won't bite your head off. ♥ These types of posts are for constructive criticism to make the player better at playing their charcters, after all.

What I don't want to see is for people to tell me how much I suck, though. That's just counterproductive to creating an enjoyable environment for everyone.

So...~ How's my driving? ♥


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pinkyizpower: (Sky)
2012-07-06 04:54 am

hello~

Just a friendly reminder that if you see this post, you probably shouldn't.
pinkyizpower: (Sore)
2012-04-23 04:44 am

[003] Voice

[Sakura feels mortified as she hobbles toward her bed, teeth gritted together as she gingerly sits down, trying not to cause more pain than necessary. A small hiss escapes anyway.

Inwardly, she's berating herself on her stupidity for getting injured so simply. She's been through worse things and jogging was how she did it. She feels very, very dumb for having pulled a muscle in her thigh. And somehow, probably by the grace of her being both a medic and a ninja, she was able to make it back to her apartment because she was too ashamed to go to a clinic.

Carefully, she opens her journal and presses the voice option.]


Hello?

[Some of her pain probably shows in her voice, which actually helps her with the fib she's about to tell.]

Would anyone be willing to bring pain medication to my room? I have a massive headache and I'm really sensitive to light at the moment.

[She obviously had every intention of examining herself to try and fix the damage, but a little pain medication wasn't about to hurt anything.]

I'd be really grateful for the assistance.
pinkyizpower: (really?)
2012-02-14 05:57 pm

[002] - Action -

[Not knowing of the dangers that await her upon stepping out of her flat, Sakura finds herself window shopping in town. Sure, she knows it's Valentines Day. That doesn't mean she thinks it's anything more than a normal day, though. How naive.

In a majority of the shops, she doesn't see anything that catches her eye. No clothes, no medical supplies, nothing. She's fully stocked on everything she could need or want, but as she gets to the weapon shop, that's when her eye is caught. Even though it's so cold and yucky out, it doesn't mean she can slack on training. Oh, no. What she needs is a good set of kunai or something of equal use. So, this shop she will go into.

Hello.]
pinkyizpower: (Say what now?)
2011-11-10 08:14 pm
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[001] - Accidental Video -

[As Sakura picks her clothing up off the forest floor, one hand is clutching the top of her dress to keep it firmly planted against her bosoms. She already feels violated enough without any other strangers happening to see her like this, thank you very much. But as she pulls her clothes into her arms a book drops from beneath the cloak settled on top. It hits the grass with a soft thud, diverting her eyes to it immediately.

Eh? She didn't remember bringing a book with her.

The bubblegum haired girl squats cautiously down and picks the journal up, flipping it to the first page. She blinks.]


...What is this?

[It looks absolutely like nothing she's ever seen before, which means all her attention is centered around reading the setup. She props the journal on top of the pile of clothing, fingertips grazing the edge of the page and before she's able to flip it, her thumb brushes over the video button. Hello Luceti, meet Haruno Sakura! And watch as she unwittingly mutters to herself...]

I don't remember buying anything like this. It doesn't even look like anything I've seen back home before.

[A proverbial light bulb switches on and it shows by the confused furrowing of her eyebrows.]

Why is my picture in it? Oh, this is creepy... First the wings and now this book? What kind of place am I in?