05-17-2006, 05:34 PM
Murasaki smiled meagerly as he walked up to a small booth outside of his normal watering hole.
?Welcome sir; care to sign up for the next biggest event since the birth of Christ?? The ninja didn?t particularly believe in the lord Jesus as his savior, but if this event could boast such a catch phrase well then it must be true. He nodded as he approached the table to acquire more information.
?So, what?s the gist of this here event?? The ninja asked his eye brow perking as he bent his back and extended his arm. Slowly and sloppily he scribbled his name down.
?The only information we have at this moment is that 44 contestants shall enter, however only one shall leave.?
?Ooooh?Scary,? That dark clad figure responded a smile crossing his face as he did so. The brunette looked at him, her face showing she was growing tired of his dry sense of humor and his poor punch lines.
?Please step to the booth over there sir?? she said, pointing to her left. ?They will take your head shots for the final screening process of the event.?
The human sulked over towards the booth, pulling the curtain aside as he reached it. He entered to what looked like an automated photo booth however there was an actual camera man inside. He motioned Murasaki to the far side; a yellow strip of tape lay across the floor. His eyes narrowed in on the little ducky that hung from the ceiling by a small thread of twine. It hung just over the flash of the camera, which was exactly where he was supposed to stare. The bulb inside the flash went off blinding the ninja for a moment. The photographer asked Murasaki to turn to his left, and another picture was taken. Then to his right.
?Alright son, everything should be in order. You turned in your tape, there should be a teletube somewhere around here to get you to the waiting grounds.
OOC: Craptastic but here I am.
?Welcome sir; care to sign up for the next biggest event since the birth of Christ?? The ninja didn?t particularly believe in the lord Jesus as his savior, but if this event could boast such a catch phrase well then it must be true. He nodded as he approached the table to acquire more information.
?So, what?s the gist of this here event?? The ninja asked his eye brow perking as he bent his back and extended his arm. Slowly and sloppily he scribbled his name down.
?The only information we have at this moment is that 44 contestants shall enter, however only one shall leave.?
?Ooooh?Scary,? That dark clad figure responded a smile crossing his face as he did so. The brunette looked at him, her face showing she was growing tired of his dry sense of humor and his poor punch lines.
?Please step to the booth over there sir?? she said, pointing to her left. ?They will take your head shots for the final screening process of the event.?
The human sulked over towards the booth, pulling the curtain aside as he reached it. He entered to what looked like an automated photo booth however there was an actual camera man inside. He motioned Murasaki to the far side; a yellow strip of tape lay across the floor. His eyes narrowed in on the little ducky that hung from the ceiling by a small thread of twine. It hung just over the flash of the camera, which was exactly where he was supposed to stare. The bulb inside the flash went off blinding the ninja for a moment. The photographer asked Murasaki to turn to his left, and another picture was taken. Then to his right.
?Alright son, everything should be in order. You turned in your tape, there should be a teletube somewhere around here to get you to the waiting grounds.
OOC: Craptastic but here I am.