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[tempopazzo] Sasagawa Ryohei
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Name: Leon
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+ C H A R A C T E R I N F O +
Name: Sasagawa Ryohei
Younger/Main/Older/Arcobaleno: Younger.
+ W R I T I N G S A M P L E +
First Person:
[ VOICE ]
--hat am I supposed to click to make this thing wor--
Oh, HERE IT IS!
HEEEEY, DID ANY OF YOU AROUND HERE SEE ONE OF MY FRIENDS!?
One of them is a kid with a spiky hairstyle, and there should be a grey octopus and a baseball-dude with him!
If any of you saw one of them, tell me...
THEY STARTED SOMETHING WITHOUT ME!!!
[/voice]
Third Person:
Just a little more, just a little more. He didn't want to go home right now, he was alone with that big, red bag of sad that kept shaking everytimes one of Ryohei's fist hit it. He wasn't tired at all, there was in need of something more than that to tire him out! He didn't want to stop, he could've resisted until tomorrow if he only wanted to!
...but yet he had to. It was evening already and he knew that if he wasn't at home after the Boxing Club's activities- that ended exactly 3 hours ago -Kyoko would've started worrying.
He swept the sweat from his forehead, grinning at the punching bag and shouting something at it, before walking away to the showers.
"Next time, I won't lose!"
Name: Leon
Contact info:
leontrihart@gmail.com (e-mail) ALEONGETINTHECAR (AIM)
Personal LJ:
infighter+ C H A R A C T E R I N F O +
Name: Sasagawa Ryohei
Younger/Main/Older/Arcobaleno: Younger.
+ W R I T I N G S A M P L E +
First Person:
[ VOICE ]
--hat am I supposed to click to make this thing wor--
Oh, HERE IT IS!
HEEEEY, DID ANY OF YOU AROUND HERE SEE ONE OF MY FRIENDS!?
One of them is a kid with a spiky hairstyle, and there should be a grey octopus and a baseball-dude with him!
If any of you saw one of them, tell me...
THEY STARTED SOMETHING WITHOUT ME!!!
[/voice]
Third Person:
Just a little more, just a little more. He didn't want to go home right now, he was alone with that big, red bag of sad that kept shaking everytimes one of Ryohei's fist hit it. He wasn't tired at all, there was in need of something more than that to tire him out! He didn't want to stop, he could've resisted until tomorrow if he only wanted to!
...but yet he had to. It was evening already and he knew that if he wasn't at home after the Boxing Club's activities- that ended exactly 3 hours ago -Kyoko would've started worrying.
He swept the sweat from his forehead, grinning at the punching bag and shouting something at it, before walking away to the showers.
"Next time, I won't lose!"