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Chunin Exam: Week 2I stared into the distance as we walked down the path towards the Forbidden forest. Some of the Jounins and examiners told us that the place is haunted, but I don't believe in ghosts. There's no logical explanation for a ghost to be able to remain in this world when it's dead.
As for the things that are inside the forest, I'm not too excited about. The thought of going into the forest without anything but the clothes on our backs made me extremely worried. My team didn't seem too shaken up though. In fact, Chinatsu and Miyakejima were chittering away and laughing about some joke I hadn't paid much attention to. They walked in front of Koemi
RTN KoriIn the alternate universe RTN, Kori happens to be a hyperactive, childish brute.
She loves ripping books in half and watching them burn. Why? Because she hates reading! She also hates preppy people and vegetables. Healthy things are taboo to her. But what does she love if anything? Candy! She's had over four cavities and they're all are covered with golden caps. She keeps her hair cut short with a giant cowlick almost always taking up the left side of her head. What's worse? She cuts her hair herself… Without a mirror.
She's bad at flirting, in fact she thinks it's attractive to get into belching contests with the guys. She snorts wh
Chunin Exam Test 3 My heart began to race wildly as I strutted through the village. My hair was a luscious dark mahogany, curling to my lower back, and my skin a dark tan. I painted a small beauty mark beneath my eye and placed golden colored contacts on my irises. I was in disguise to test how well the people of Heart Shrine can distinguish me from my portrayal of a traveling musician. I could easily have transformed into someone else with the use of ninjutsu, but I preferred to preserve my chakra for when I need it, which would be useful, if I ever needed to battle. I held a small flute in my hand before I slipped it into a pocket within my kimono.
Mollie's Ribbons I grew up in a small town just a few dozen miles from the closest water sourcea slowly shrinking aquifer that squatted underneath the seat of Thompson County, our neighborly border. Fortunately, we hadn't yet been quite as devastated by our annual droughts as those in Oklahoma and Texas. Rumors would occasionally drift in with a tumbleweed traveler about how bad the deep South had dried up into nothing but an old dusty lake bed, but these flashes of news were too few and too far between to be counted on as up to date or even true.
Once, I heard one of my distant cousins, a boy by the name of Harold, was said to have been caug
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