groupnull
age 16 years old
birthday Jan 1st
rank C
occupation Delivery Boy
[googlefont=Source Sans Pro][googlefont=Teko] [attr="class","carvemyname"] [attr="class","carvecount"]537 WORDS [attr="class","carveheader"] [attr="class","carveidk"] [attr="class","carveimg"] [attr="class","carvestripe"] [attr="class","carvetitle"]Peaches [attr="class","carvedesc"]Peaches peaches peaches peaches. [attr="class","carvetext"]A creamsicle sunset rested over Gengetsu, Mizu no Kuni’s jewel of trade and travel. No more merchant vessels were to depart tonight, giving Io a bit of a layover in the city after dropping off his parcel and picking up a few crates of Kirin Mitsu to stock the general store back home. They had no special deal to get the stuff, but people loved novelty drinks from other countries and would buy it at a huge mark up. The sensible thing to do would be to get a cheap room and get a good night’s rest before the next day began. But instead, Io found himself on the deck of a barge out on the dock. There was a roaring crowd forming a ring around him, he was shirtless and covered in sweat. Across the other side from him was a man at least twenty years his senior, with jagged snaggle teeth and a salt and pepper beard. The only real sense of order present were a few Kiri shinobi making sure the festivities didn’t get too out of hand. Io raised his fists in front of him and had a big old gin across his face. There were signs of blood crusted beneath his nose and a grumpy looking young sailor with a black eye cheering the older man on much louder than the others. "Let’s see what yer really good fer then, kid!” Snaggletooth yelled as he rushed forward. His beer gut jiggled with each step, at least one hundred pounds heavier than the copper-haired teen. "Alright, let’s go then!” Io replied. Almost immediately, the older fellow threw a haymaker Io’s way. He confidently ducked and tucked away from it, and then clapped the back of his fist into the man’s ribs. He expected a recoil, but with his blow being too soft he felt the old fisherman push forward shoulder first and grab him around the waist with his left arm. Then in a drunken stumble he used his weight to slam Io into the ground. An involuntary grunt erupted from Io and then a struggle as he felt the brawler’s moldy wet beard on his face. Had he not been a mushroom lad himself, he might have thrown up. It looked like it was over, he was pinned and the man above him was laughing and carrying on while he stared at him. Io grit his teeth and then bashed his head into their nose, drawing a little blood and loosening his grip just enough for him to slip out of. The wanin pushed himself up to his feet and scrambled back, while the older man took a bit more time to get on one knee first. "Shoulda got me while you had me, sir,” Io said and began running forward, lunging the ball of his own knee into the fisherman’s face and sending him reeling back to the ground. "Boo, that's a cheap shot!” someone in the crowd cried. "Ah fuck off, it weren’t against the rules,” Io said, spitting on the ground. Io watched and waited carefully, seeing if his opponent would stand. He could have sworn he saw a young woman in the back of the crowd of fishermen. [newclass=".carveheader a,.carveheader b,.carvetext b"]color: #efa662;[/newclass][newclass=".carvemyname"]width:450px;background-color:#2E2E2E;color:gainsboro;padding:20px;border-bottom:solid 20px #3b9786;[/newclass][newclass=".carvecount"]font-family:Teko;font-size:13px;margin-top:170px;background-color:#3b9786;color:#2E2E2E;margin-left:-20px;padding-right:7px;padding:5px;border-radius:0px 10px 10px 0px;z-index:10;position:absolute;[/newclass][newclass=".carveheader"]height:245px;[/newclass][newclass=".carveidk"]text-align:left;margin-top:-20px;margin-left:-20px;[/newclass][newclass=".carveimg"]max-width:240px;min-width:240px;float:left;-webkit-clip-path: polygon(0% 0%, 75% 0%, 100% 0, 75% 100%, 0% 100%);clip-path: polygon(0% 0%, 75% 0%, 100% 0, 75% 100%, 0% 100%);[/newclass][newclass=".carvestripe"]background-color:#3b9786;height:225px;margin-right:225px;-webkit-clip-path: polygon(90% 0, 98% 0, 75% 100%, 67% 100%);clip-path: polygon(90% 0, 98% 0, 75% 100%, 67% 100%);[/newclass][newclass=".carvetitle"]text-transform:uppercase;font-family:Teko;font-size:48px;text-align:right;color:#d6dfda;margin-top:20px;[/newclass][newclass=".carvedesc"]font-size:13px;color:#efa662;font-family:Teko;margin-top:-10px;text-align:right;[/newclass][newclass=".carvenotes"]margin-top:10px;font-family:Source Sans Pro;font-size:10px;padding-right:5px;height:160px;margin-left:20px;color:white;[/newclass][newclass=".carvetext"]font-family:Source Sans Pro;text-align:justify;font-size:12px;padding:15px;padding-left:20px;padding-right:20px;[/newclass][newclass=".carvecredit"]width:475px;font-size:12px;text-align:right;margin-left:5px;[/newclass]
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last edit by Jinmenshi Io on Jun 7, 2023 23:06:11 GMT -5
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