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The Akatsuki Reserve. Set in motion by the Leader in order to provide both back up for the main members and to take on the smaller missions for revenue. They are not as famous as the main members, or infamous as one would say. However, they are beginning to make a bit of a reputation themselves, though they go through large efforts to remain undetected by the main villages. Plus, there is an added bonus. If a main member is killed in action, then the reserve member with the best abilities for that role is chosen to be 'promoted'. For everyone has joined all wishes for the same thing. An utopia for people like themselves.

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Background:
Alright, so pretty much I have already described the background for this rp in the first post. All that I wanted to mention here it that this takes place before any of the members have died, but after Orochimaru has deserted. However, until they are able to get his ring back, none of the reserve members is allowed to take the spot. Thus, in essence, this can be mainly about retrieving the ring. Oh...and everything that has happened in the series has not happened in this so far. So, no truth about Itachi's past, or anything like this.
If you're are unclear about anything, just pm me to ask. I won't bite, I promise ^^

Rules:
-First and foremost, I am tired of seeing Akatsuki rpes dieing from lack of good rpers, so I shall only accept semi-literate to literate rpers .That means I don't want any one liners, nor chat speak, or godmodding, ect. ect. I shall want proof of this by either a sample writing or a link to an old rp.
-I know violence is a must, but no random killings or massacres. There are children on this site and it is not necessary to write about it. Even if Akatsuki members may do this in normal everyday life.
-This rp is supposed to be about the Akatsuki group. So while I will accept other characters, I really only want the 'villains' or the series.
-You must pm me with the profile skeleton that I provide with the title of 'war shall bring our peace'
-Have fun. I really don't want this place to die, but this site is not supposed to be work!

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Profile Skely:

Name:
Age:
Bio: (If an original member, I shall provide this. )
Main Powers: (element affiliation, summoning, medic jutsu, ect. )
Allegiance: (Akatsuki, village, missing nin, ect.)
Other:
Appearance:
Username:

Profiles:


Cannons:


Original:

Name: Adaa
Age: looks 18 to 22
Bio: She was born and brought up in a small village that no one knew the name of. Her parents, having been born in a larger ninja village were able to teach her the ninja ways. After her village was wiped out and she was taken captive, due to her unique silver hair (The captors assumed it had to be from a bloodline) she decided she would never again be helpless. She only escaped because the captors thought they could take on the akatsuki. She ended up joining them, despite their protests, at 15 and has been with them ever since.
Main Powers: She tends to be pretty adept at anything due to her ability to charm any person to train her and tell her their secrets. But she prefers good ol' hand to hand combat.
Allegiance: Akatsuki
Other:
Appearance:
Username: Harraku



Name: Rin
Age: About 19
Bio: Originally from a small clan in Iwagakure, she defected from the village when she was around 16 for one reason. Her clan was a failing one, and she was their heir. Knowing that her parents were disappointed in the fact she had no 'natural talent', she waited until her younger brother was around five before faking her own death, leaving him to take over in her stead. Afterward, she roamed the lands before eventually being recruited into the Akatsuki reserve, and has stayed there ever since.
Main Powers: Summoning; she holds a contract with Wolves, Earth Jutsus, and an natural talent for genjutsu
Allegiance: Akatsuki
Other: She has an almost unhealthy obsession with manga.
Also, her specialties are scouting and retrieval missions.
Appearance:

Username: Ouca

[IMGLEFT]http://i933.photobucket.com/albums/ad178/rosi720546/Decorated%20images/eba166c1b5e139317c5daa34c2da3940.jpg[/IMGLEFT]Name:Camryia
Age:17
Bio: Camryia grew up in a orphanage until the age of fifth-teen yeas old, when Desan took her away with him. He was also a orpan. They ran away together to find a better home.
Main Powers: She can absorb others powers but only by touch.
Allegiance: undecided
Other:
Username:rosi

































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Name: Desan
Age:18
Bio: Desan was sent to an orpanage when his parents were killed in front of him at the age of 12. The orpanage didn't treat him nor Camryia good, so he had to get them out of there. Camryia was like his sister and he cared for her. He ran away at the age of 17, with Camryia.
Main Powers: summoning
Allegiance: undecided
Other:He really doesn't like ants.
Username:rosi




















Name: Gin Suzuki
Age: 18
Bio: A minor ninja of sand. He left during a time of major drought, having lost all loyalty that he previously had for his village. And while Gin's departure was sudden and abrupt, none of his family or past friends have tried to contact him since that time.
Main Powers: Puppet techniques
Allegiance: Missing nin from Sand
Other:
Appearance:

Username: Ouca

Adaa stood at the base of the tree, her palm resting against the smooth bark. Her fingertips tightened slightly against the tree, digging in to the scores there. This tree had always been special to her. Day in and day out it withstood the training from them. And yet it stood. Proud and ginormous. A true testimony to the urge to live. She sighed and let her hand drop after a couple more seconds. Yes, this tree was probably her best friend. The Akatsuki was her family, but it didn't meant she trusted any of them. She didn't trust anyone.

She flipped back and let a kunai fly from her hand though it was too fast for human eyes to see. It hit, dead center in the middle. "As it should," her slightly husky voice said out loud. "As it always should." A kunai to be off target meant a dead ninja. And she wasn't one to ever consider being dead. She had been through too much to let some petty, weak ninja to kill her. If she were to die, it would be because she would allow it. And that was doubtful because she liked living too much. Life was a very precious gift. So if anyone died under her hand it was because they didn't love life enough to survive.

Watching the sky silently, she lounged on the rooftop, burgundy eyes tracing the clouds as she thought back on her last mission. It had been a relatively easy one. Sneak into a guarded compound and steal a scroll. The only somewhat exhausting factor was that she hadn't been allowed to injure anyone, nor was she allowed to be seen for the client didn't wish to be caught with a member of Akatsuki. Yawning, she stretched lightly before sitting up, letting her eyes examine the area.
It was odd being in the Reserves main base now, after spending a good amount of time within the main branches base. However, she was glad to be out of the constant rain, something which tended to make her to lethargic for her own good. Silently, she spotted Adaa practicing with some kunai, examining how she hit the tree dead center.

Adaa glanced up, feeling eyes trained on her. She lifted a hand silently in a wave when she saw that it was Rin. 'Back is she? Its been a while.' Adaa was a good fighter, sneaky, strong and able to deceive people very easily. That was only when she wanted to though. So she wasn't sent out on a lot of mission unless they interested her. The leader of the Akasuki, charmed by her just like anyone else let her get away with it, but she was scolded regularly. Rin, however, was like the perfect ninja. She was a good fighter, sneaky, strong, and able to deceive people very easily, sometimes. And she always went on the mission she was assigned too. And since Adaa didn't she was given the job of handling the reserves. Making sure that their packs were ready for travel, clothes were washed, food was stocked, yada, yada, yada. She didn't mind. It gave her more time to relax. Specially when not many of them were in the barracks. Yes, she led a good life.

Seeing Adaa wave at her, she raised a hand in return, grinning lightly. She had become attached to the woman who acted as their 'caretaker', something which was dangerous in the world of shinobi. However, she refused to let it develop to much. She supposed she should thank her training in Iwa for that. In Iwa, a ninja was loyal to the end. They would accept any mission that they were sent on. Even if they knew the result would be death.
I suppose that can be a fault, though, she thought, thinking back to her own past, her own sacrifices to ensure her clan survived. And they did survive. She was able to get enough information out of Iwa to testify to that. Her brother was starting to become a great shinobi, one that her parents and elders could be proud of. True, he wasn't a genius. However, she knew that he was showing off more talent in his early years than she did.

She turned back to the tree, going over to it to yank out the kunai. She figured she was done for today. She would go back, cook up something tasty for Rin. She knew Rin's favorites so she decided she would make those. And she also had the manga Rin asked her to buy while she was on the mission. She had bought every new copy that came out in the series she had requested. A good three stacks had amounted. She knew Rin would be through them in about two days. Maybe two in a half. She liked Rin. She was nice and seemed different then most Akatsuki. A lot of them were blood thirsty, but not Rin. She ran a hand through the loose hair that was not gathered back in to the two long pig tails she wore and entered the Akatsuki barracks. She opened the door to the kitchen, picking up dishes as she went to the sink. 'Those messy Akatsuki. '

Watching as Adaa went inside, she grinned lightly after she realized that the other member was heading for the kitchen. However, after a second, her smile lessened somewhat as she looked around at the empty grounds. The last time she had been here, there had been a lot of members lounging around. And while she wasn't particularly found of some of them, it was lonely with only two members inside. "Listen to me, I sound like some needy child," she reprimanded herself silently, standing up from the roof before stretching.
After a second, she jumped from the roof, twisting midair so that she landed on her feet before continuing inside, instantly smelling the scent of her favorite dishes as they wafted through the compound. Speeding up her pace, she entered the kitchen before taking a seat at the table, looking out of the window as Adaa continued to cook.

Adaa glanced at Rin briefly when she came in to the kitchen. She smirked slightly and then turned back to her cooking. She had rice going in the rice cooker, beef buns baking and other assorted dishes in the making. She was also going to be making a desert, but was wondering if maybe Rin would like to instead. She knew Rin sometimes enjoyed to cook.

"Rin," she calls out. "Would you like to make the desert?" She blinked and then started laughing all of a sudden. She continued to laugh, clutching her stomach with one hand.

Seeing what was cooking, Rin stared for a few moments before grinning, unable to control herself in this scenario. It wasn't that she was obsessed with food, or even starving for that matter. However, seeing most of her favorite food cooking made her mood automatically lighten.
Hearing Adaa's question, she perked up slightly, nodding before she immediately froze when she started to laugh, the sounds steadily growing by the second. Confused as to why Adaa was laughing, she cocked an slim eyebrow. "Um...Adaa...why are you laughing," she asked, adequately confused by it.

Adaa gasped for a few seconds before finally catching her breath. "I just thought that...we the Akatsuki are making dinner, talking about desert...The Akatsuki! One of the most feared organizations! Making dinner!" She began to laugh again. ((Wooooo! Short post.))

Blinking for a second, she thought about what Adaa said before she began to chuckle, restraining herself from laughing to hard. "Hey even 'villains' need to eat," she joked, getting up from her spot to where she was, grabbing the necessary tools to make desert. "No matter how much that fact will shock the rest of the world."
Still chuckling slightly, she began to ready the ingredients, enjoying the simple process of making something. It was perhaps the best thing about cooking for her. The ability to use her hands which mainly bring destruction and us them to create something which could be viewed as wonderful.

Adaa giggled a little bit more before turning back to he cooking. She enjoyed taking care of the Akatsuki Reserves. It meant she was able to keep some ideals that are hard to keep in a world that she happens to inhabit. She smiles a little as she starts to set two plates on the table, putting down cloth napkins and chopsticks. The yellow sunflowers that she had picked earlier in the day were in a vase on the table, brightening the room. Scenting the breeze coming through the window Adaa decided it was a good day. She hummed a little as she started to put plates of food on the table. Filling small bowls with rice.

Cutting up the apples, she added the parts to mixture, stirring it together before slipping it inside the crust. Apple pie wasn't an instant desert, but in her opinion it was worth it in the long run. Something which made her glad that she had learned it before.
Putting the finishing touches, she slid the pie into the oven, washing her hands in the sink before walking over to the table, smiling at Adaa before she sat down. However, she immediately shifted her eyes to the empty seats of the other members.

Camryia sat under a large tree with Desan in a deserted village called, Dream. The town was pretty small but the land that it sat upon was very large and filled with flowers. Camryia liked the feel of the open breeze and the birds flying in the air singing a peaceful song. Camryia took a bite out of the apple that she got form the tree and looked over at Desan. "Hey, Desan. How long do you think this place has been deserted?"

Desan looked around at the city and tried to find clues about the place. He was a master at estimating the time a place or city had been deserted. "Hold on." Desan summoned one of the spirits that was trapped in the village and asked it how long ago did people inhabit Dream. The spirit told him, that about three hundred years ago was the last time anyone stayed there. Desan smiled and released the spirit. "About a three hundred years ago." Desan laughed knowing that he cheated on the guessing.

Gin walked along the overgrown path silently, staring alternatively between the old road and the scenery around him. Even after three years he was unable to get used to seeing so much green. The desert had been so consuming in his old home that it had been like a sea. Sighing, he stretched his neck slightly, wondering how far it was until the next town. He wasn't even certain if there was one in the general area, much less one that wasn't deserted. After all, he only had this one path to follow.
Sighing once again, he saw what looked to be a village in the distance, though he could already tell that it had been abandoned a long time ago. Most likely during one of the wars. Continuing to walk, his senses prickled as he felt some people nearby before looking up, searching the area before he found two figures by a large tree.

Camryia grabbed some grass from off the ground and threw it at Desan."You cheater." Camryia laughed. She was used to him cheating all the time but for once she thought that he would be honest with himself and with her."Will you ever be honest?" Camryia asked as she laid out on the ground. The sky was beautiful and the breeze felt good.

Desan threw some grass right back at her and laughed. He wasn't about to do that any time soon. He liked summoning spirits and talking to them."MM, maybe one day." Desan's sentence was cut short when he sensed some one else near by. But he pretended like he felt nothing. He didn't want to scare Camryia or anything. Cause the last time someone they didn't know came to them, they wanted to kill Camryia and Desan.

Continuing to watch the two, Gin was considering the different routes he could take. Either her could continue to walk until he found the next town and hope that it was inhabited. Or he could take the chance and go ask the two if the near the surrounding area well enough to point him in the right direction.
Sighing inwardly, he started to walk over to where the two were, his posture relaxed even though his mind was alert and ready for the possibility of a confrontation. "Pardon me. Do you two happen to know this area?"

Camryia sat up and looked at the young man."Well, we do not know this area all that well but we do have some knowledge." Camryia stood up and did a dancers bow."Nice to meet you i'm Camryia. And he is Desan." She touched Desan's shoulder.

Desan didn't really trust stranger but this guy seemed different."Hey." Desan said as he stood up as well."We'll show you around or help you get to the place your looking for, if you want?" he offered as he took a bite out of his apple.

Seeing the girl bow, he returned the gesture with a nod of his head. "A pleasure. I'm Gin," he replied, voice solemn but not cold. "And I would appreciate the help. Is there a nearby village for me to stock up on supplies," he then asked, adjusting the bag he was carrying on his shoulders so that it would rest in a more comfortable position. He was beginning to run out of some necessary equipment, a dangerous position to be in when they were on the run.

"Yeah we do. We'll take you to one after we clean up our area." Camryia answered in response. They didn't really mess up or anything,it's just they had to help release some of the spirits in the town.Camryia walked over to her bag and took out a piece of cake, which was very rare to find now a days. Then she walked over to Gin." Nice to meet you Gin. Here have some." Camryia said stretching the piece in his direction.

Shifting his eyes to the cake that she offered, he raised a eyebrow in question. "Are you sure," he asked, taking the piece of cake from her. He hadn't had any in years, not since before he left Suna. It reminded him of long forgotten memories, the melancholy bittersweet. "Well, I thank you," Gin replied, smiling slightly though he didn't eat it yet. He was curious as to why she had given it to him in the first place. Nowadays people didn't give such kindness to strangers. Though, he supposed that it had gotten better after the last war.

Camryia under stood why Gin was asking about her giving him a piece of cake. Most people weren't nice or even caring any more. "Yes, i'm sure. And I gave you the cake because I thought I would break the cycle of rudeness in this World by simply giving you a piece of cake." She gave him a small when she finished explaining and said,"Plus your cute."

Desan hit Camryia with his elbow. "Don't be rude. And I thought you said I was cute." Desan walked back over to the tree and waited for them to finish their conversation.

((Time skip >.< Dont hurt me cousin. >.<))
Adaa woke up the next day, still full from the marvelous feast she and Rin had consumed last night. She rolled out of her bed, moaning slightly as she searched for clothes. She donned her normal Akatsuki gear ((see pic because Im too lazy to describe)) and exited her humble room. She stretched her arms as she roamed down the hallway and left by a side door to outside. She jumped a few times in place, stretched her legs and then went off on a jog. The cool, morning wind brushed through her silver pig tails and thick bangs that were loose by her face. She closed her eyes briefly, enjoying the forest scent as she made her way down the path at an easy pace. This was her morning routine, something she did for pleasure more then exercise. She hopped easily over a fallen log and landed on a thick tree branch above. She continued her morning ritual as she gracefully leapt from tree branch to tree branch.