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Welcome to Unison Sign! We are a reimagined Naruto site taking place in an alternate world to the one from the canon. The continent we live on has greatly destabilized since the emergence of chakra. Bijuu now roam the earth and secrets from centuries ago are being discovered. To protect themselves and to better prepare for the road ahead, clans of shinobi have started to band together in groups and are setting up villages in which they can reside free of discrimination. Join us as we build this world from the ground up.
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OUT OF CHARACTER! Unison Sign is officially open! We've completely overhauled the site giving it a new look, new backstory, and new role playing system. We're still rolling out information posts and making changes to the board but feel free to get started on your characters and jump into the role play whenever you're ready. Make sure you are familiar with all of our new threads before you do though!
IN CHARACTER With the release of the bijuu and chakra reappearing in humans, the world has become incredibly unstable. To protect themselves from discrimination and prepare for the trials ahead clans of shinobi have started to gather together to form villages. Two villages already exist and this has put pressure on other clans to start to come together under their own banners. Will you help create these villages or do everything you can to stop them?
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HUNTER
Founder and co-creator of the original Elysium, Hunter has been role playing for many moons now. Some would say he's old (but they'd be wrong).
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UNISON SIGN was created by Hunter and Kurayami. The theme was made by Dorothia, this includes Board Mod, Mini-Profile and such. Images were found on Google, Zerochan or any other image resource site. If we forgot to mention you in credits, PM a staff member and we'll make sure to add you. |
My Fist is Drunker Than Yours
I HAVE WRITTEN 8 POSTS | you're all gonna regret not dating me in high school. |
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Post by Himawari Hirameku on Jun 15, 2015 3:46:01 GMT -7
insipid but still charming the hair off of our tongues
 | saved faces are still (´・ω・`) |
Perhaps she was quite a sight, pushing the shop curtains of an izakaya aside, zori-clad, formal kimono restricted feet near blurs from her small, quick steps. The soft jingling of her kanzashi was her own unwanted announcement, though she was bound by propriety to not remove it. Ignoring the curious glances of the other customers, Himawari sat herself by the bar, back straight and composed despite her agitated mood. “Sake, please,” she says to the bartender with a smile, both charming and daring him to question her age. He opened his mouth to protest for a moment before noticing the scars decorating her skin that marked her a shinobi when the sleeve of her kimono wilted down her forearm. Then, without further ado, he began to fill a ceramic cup, which she immediately emptied upon receiving. “Forgive me, you’ll have to keep pouring for me tonight.”
Offering him a saccharine smile, the white-haired woman downed her second fill with an odd amount of grace, continuously ignoring the worker’s dubious looks as she drained one after the other. She almost snorted, but managed to hold herself back in spite of her waning judgement. There wasn’t quite enough alcohol in the world that could make her forgive the universe for having her sit through an omiai from sun up to sun down. She had all the clan responsibilities with none of the perks. It was probably worse off being part of a family clawing for a chance to regaining its former glory than to have been in an established clan. Unless said established clan was a cult of cannibals or something of similar calibre. “I’m n-not even a Jounin yet,” she hissed, red-faced. The server merely nodded sympathetically, already trained to humour and sympathise with intoxicated customers. “I’m not even twenty yet—” she interrupted herself with a gasp, “I’m not even her kid. She’s so rude!” MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS |
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Post by Mayu Nagato on Jun 15, 2015 17:25:22 GMT -7
anyways, here's wonderwall
Today is gonna be the day that they're gonna throw it back to you
By now you should've somehow, realized what you gotta do
i don't believe that anybody feels the way I do, about you now
+ FROM THE WINDOWS
+ TO THE WALLS
+ oooh skeet skeet motherfucker
| Fuck life, honestly.
Life could go suck a bag of dicks, as far as Mayu was concerned. Some bitch decided to bring up the dead horse of 'you abandoned my teammates', whoop dee doo, this automatically invalidates her opinion, right? Even worse, Mayu was totally right on EVERYTHING! On the patrol schedule, on the enemy placements, on the skills! But the whole plan went to SHIT when that bitch decided she had this innate need to get herself off of feeling right! And now she's crying in the hospital wing as Mayu had to pull her and some other hostage out because of her damn pretentiousness!
Storming into the bar, she slammed her Kiri headband onto the counter, pouncing into a seat next to Himawari Hirameku. "The hardest shots you got. Keep 'em coming." Mayu all but growled, and the bartender looked at her cooly as he poured out the raw stuff. As it was, the kunoichi next to her was already plastered, and Mayu didn't blame her. To be fair, she was looking to get the same effects. Try and forget about that literal garbage that had the shoddy label of a mission.
In a few minutes, Mayu had started undoing her clothing as the room seemed to heat up like an afternoon in Sunagakure, unbuttoning buttons. Not enough to get her kicked out, but it was clear that she was feeling hot judging by how much she was sweating and how she was fanning herself. that's just how she reacted to alcohol, everything seemed like a furnace for her. She took another shot in an effort to cool herself down or something.
"Goddamn it, it's way too hot in this country," She said as somebody froze outside in the Kiri nighttime chill, "and I'm SWEAR not drunk 'nough yet. Still remember stupid lady. It's too hot. Hothothot. Need to go outside, excuse to go outside other than vomit, 'cuz barfin' just makes me feel bad, and--" Ninja. Next to her. Remembered. Her tactical tactics started clicking despite the alcohol having a party in her membrane. Mayu tried to glare at Himawari, but it came out as a woozy stare. "You. You pretty lady. Fight me. Or, or," She hiccuped. "kiss me tenderly under the pale moonlight. Or fuck me like a rabbit on the grass. I 'unno, come outside with me to do something. Like fight." Her words were slurring together, but it was coherent enough for the both of them. Surprisingly.
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Post by Himawari Hirameku on Jun 24, 2015 22:02:32 GMT -7
insipid but still charming the hair off of our tongues
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The Hirameku wrinkled her nose, jerking her head slightly in the opposite direction to rid herself of the sight and stench of the drunken Chuunin. “I have no interest in partaking in your last offers, you uncouth giant,” she said, taking small, refined sips of the shochu that replaced her sake. She’d just spent the past seventeen hours dodging said attempts in luring her for such events, but at least then, they weren’t a sweaty, six-foot, mental gargantuan. The bartender looked slightly disturbed at the development, puzzled as to how she managed to grow more behaved under the influence. “However,” Himawari began, casting her a glance at the corner of her now iridescent eyes, “I can entertain a spar.”Hopping off the stool, Himawari flattened out the imaginary wrinkles of her kimono. With a flourish, she pulled out the exact amount of money owed from her drawstring bag and placed it on the table. When the bartender raised his eyebrow, motioning at the tall, drunk woman, Himawari only thanked him for his services and casually began to stroll out of the establishment. Stood paused outside of the shop, Himawari noted, at the sight of the empty streets, that it’d gotten quite late since she’d first entered. Tightening the drawstring of her bag, the girl looked up at the Chuunin upon her exit. “Which grounds would you prefer?”✎ TAGGED: Mayu Nagato WC: 227 NOTES: I'M RAPID FIRE LENGTH TRASH EXCEPT NOT RAPID-- MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS |
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Post by Mayu Nagato on Jun 26, 2015 15:08:52 GMT -7
anyways, here's wonderwall
Today is gonna be the day that they're gonna throw it back to you
By now you should've somehow, realized what you gotta do
i don't believe that anybody feels the way I do, about you now
+ FROM THE WINDOWS
+ TO THE WALLS
+ oooh skeet skeet motherfucker
| Mayu quickly followed suit behind the tiny woman. Gargh, she just needed to... get outside. Everything was too hot. It was a sauna in here, a sauna of alcohol and sweat. Mostly her sweat. Anywho, the lady wanted to fight, and she was okay with fighting. Honestly, she was happy the other two choices weren't chosen. Those would probably make her body hot, and right now, she just wanted to die of hypothermia. It was that hot.
Mayu fished out her cash from her pocket. As it was, the mission gave her lots of spending money, so in her inebriated state, she just pulled out a wad of moolah and slapped it on the table. The bartender raised his eyebrow further; this would pay for five people. However, before he could give her change back, she had already left the bar, grumbling about the (fictional) insane heat.
"I 'unno. The river. Or the lake. Anywhere with water. It's too hot." She repeated for the umpteenth time that night. Mayu suddenly straightened in her stance, stiff as a board, before hiccuping and returning to her slouched, fanning-myself-like-it's-a-baseball-game stance. "By the way, I'm Mayu Nagato. Chuunin extraordinaire. That's what I'm gonna tattoo on your ass if I win." She said, flashing a smile and a thumbs up. Yeahhh. She was totally gonna win this bet. Except she never actually made a bet, and she was thinking of stuff from the deep trenches of her subconscious.
In an alternate universe, a disgruntled genin shuddered in unexplained disappointment.
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