Enter, R!!!

[kusan]

Kusan had just got out of the Taxi from the Airport. It been nearly a month since his Parents Murder and last time he talked to his brother. He heard this Orphanage had very smart people in it, and only smart one's, so he decided he might as well be here. He had a giant bag with a weeks worth of Clothes, his Laptop, some manga books, anime dvd's, and 3,000 yen which he still hasn't converted to English money yet. When the taxi pulled away, he looked at the gate, and tried seeing if it would open. After about 5 minutes, it wouldn't open, and started kicking it, hoping that work, and saying "HEY, CAN SOME ONE OPEN THIS DAMN THING ALREADY!!!!!"

He looked up and wondered if he could jump, but thought that would like he was breaking and entering into an orphanage, and be immediately turned away. After another few minutes of waiting, he decided to see if this place had a phone number so he could call it. He logged onto his Laptop, brought out headphones and a tiny portable MIC. He then went online and tried finding an online Phone Book and the number for this place so he won't have to wait out in this place anymore.

He couldn't find it, and decided to start watching Full Metal Alchemist on his Laptop, waiting for the stupid gate to open.

[cottonball]

Near had been putting together a dice castle towards the entrance of Wammy's House. He knew not kids played near the gate, and that there was only a 10% chance his tower would be knocked down. Something had disturbed him, though, an unfamiliar shout of anger. Usually the shouts of anger and angst came form Mello, who seemed to be absent from the scene today. Looking up, Near saw a figure outside the gate, yelling and kicking the inpenetrable metal columns.

Leaving his tower where it was, obviously unable to move it, he got to his feet and shuffled over to the gate, peering out at teh boy on the other side. He was much taller than Near, though could not have been too mouch older. He stood at a whopping height, and has a similar personality to Mello, so far. "Are you a Wammy orphan?" He asked, blinking green eyes at the newcomer, his high pitched voice laced with curiosity.

[kusan]

Kusan turned off his Lap Top and turned around "Wammy Orphan, why yes i am, i guess I'm kinda new to this thing, these stupid bars wouldn't open, so i got bored." He looked around and said "Anyway, my name is......" He thought about it for a second, and decided to go with "Its Rashuto Ishimaru, You can call me R, and whats your name kid, by the way, how old are you, I'm 14."

He put his laptop in his bag and asked "You mind opening this gate thingy up for me, it doesn't work you know." He blinked at the kid who was smaller than him. He didn't seem like an annoying kid, but he probably like what, 9 to 10 years old, he could be like a freind, but once he gets freinds here his age, he would probably hang out with him less, o well, things happen for a reason.

[cottonball]

Near blinked. "Nice to meet you." The white haired boy seemed to have not heard the newcomer's demand of opening the gate, for he just sat down by the stone column that lefted it. "I am called Near. I am 11 years old." He replied, leaning into the stone column and placing his fingers around the stones. He carefully plucked at one, and tore it out of its perch. Now, nothing magical would happen of course, but this stone was hiding a key behind it. Clever right? Near reached in and grabbed thr key, and rolled over to the gate, not wanting to stand up yet.

He unlocked it and scooted to his prior position where he shoved the key and stone back into their spots. He proceeded to stand up, and show his minimal height once more. His green eyes blinked once more, and he said no more. Simply watching as R entered Wammy's for the first time seemed to need no words inserted. Out of a pocket in his baggy pants, Near produced a rubik's cube. It was more than halfway done, and he continued to twist and turn it so the colors began to match more.

[kusan]

Kusan looked at the little boy and said "Near huh, that sounds cool." He looked down at him playing with the Rubik cube and twisting and turning it. "Dude, you know, I've been trying those for years, i could never get those, so good luck with that you know." He looked around and then focused on the main house. He heard the main person here was a guy named Wammy, and this is the Place were the detective L was raised, and only smart people are allowed here, he still hasn't found out yet why though, so he decided to ask the kid Near why it was.

Kusan looked at the boy and asked "Hey, um, Near, i heard that the Famous Detective L was raised in this place, is that true? Also, how come only smart orphan kids are allowed, i understand the orphan kid part, but why smart, that doesn't make much sense to me you know."

[cottonball]

Near shuffled the rubik's cube around some more, watching as the colors came into place. He had three sides done. "They are simple once you get the gist of it." He told R, pocketing his hand held puzzle once more and turning his green gaze to the older boy. "As for why were are here- its obvious is it not? We're training and competing to see who becomes the next L. No one lives forever you know." Near explained, a small smile touching his face. "I am the closest to him in my age group." He boasted proudly, though as soon as he said it, a shout was heard from behind. Near looked over his shoulder at the children playing- and sighed.

"But being one of the smartest is not always the best." He muttered to himself, wondering if the newcomer R had heard or not. Who cared either way, he needed to know both sides of the story here. "Mello is the smartest from his age group, and Art holds one of the highest intellectual standards as well. We all have runner ups, though." He finished at last, turning back to look at R once more.

[kusan]

Kusan was kinda shocked. All these kids were suppose to become runner up's for L, their's no way, no one can be as smart as he is, but, maube he have a chance if he become's freinds with the Mello person and Art Person Kusan then looked at him and said "So, who is Mello, and who Is Art, and how old are they?"

He planned on using this info to his advantage, he was gonna stick to staying freinds with this Near kid, and hopefully be freinds with Mello and Art, and their runner up's to become smart as possible and clean away the competition.

[BEYOND Birthday]

Ooc// I hope I am not intruding, or interrupting anything... But, considering we all have seemed to abandon the "Golden Recursions" thread, I would like to bring Beyond into this. x3

Bic//

A sixteen-year-old rolled out of the bushes, tearing another hole in the knees of his dark blue jeans, and nearly ripping part of his sleeve, though it didn't happen, as he had wanted it not to. Slowly, he rose to his feet, grinning.
"Do excuse me; I was not eavesdropping on anyone..." he murmured, covering the grin with his hand, as he had done before. Of course he was being sarcastic; He liked to be this way, considering it annoyed others.
And sometimes, he didn't mind that.
At all.
He turned to the newcomer, a tall boy that looked older than he was, though he could already tell that the boy was younger. Two years younger, it seemed.
He had heard him say that he was fourteen, anyhow.
Well, he had heard everything both of them had said from his bush, though their voices had been faint when he was a few meters away...
Except for the kid's name.
It wasn't like he said it was.
"Who are you?" he asked, taking his hand off of his mouth and throwing it into his messy black hair, pupils flicking back and forth from Near to this... 'Kusan Uzanaki'.
Of course he knew that.
With his ability, he could see how long this kid would live, too.
That was the thing that Beyond Birthday had always wondered about, ever since he was old enough to.
Yawning, the teenager crouched down, drawing his knees up to his chest like he had heard his idol did.
No, he was more than an "idol".
He had become an obsession, over the years.
And though it had frightened Beyond at first, he had gotten used to it, simply not believing it was unhealthy to obsess over a person you had never truly known.
"Oh, right. I am B. Please do not call me anything other than that."

[kusan]

Kusan looked at the new boy who entered. He seemed to be around his age, but could tell easily he was around 15-17 years old. He looked at him and saw he had a hole in his jeans. This guy was called B, so he figured he must have to be a close runner up for L if he is already a letter and not just a name like Near. He then decided to answer B's question. "Me, i am Rashuto Ishimaru, and 14 years old, and how old are you may i ask?"

ooc: sorry it short, i just woke up and i didn't have alot of vibe you know, i get it longer next time ok ^_^

[BEYOND Birthday]

Beyond's eyes widened. So, he was fourteen, as expected. And he was using an alias.
"Nice to meet you, Ishimaru. And, I am sixteen." he replied, drawing a hand up so that he could think. He glanced around while absentmindedly nibbling on his thumb-nail, giving anyone with some sense time to study him.
Of course he looked to be a teenager, considering he was, with messy, black hair, but there was something beyond that: he wasn't original. He was more of... a copy.
On the outside, his irises were dark, almost black, with small, slanted pupils -- like any normal person wouldn't have.
However, on the inside, his eyes were a dark scarlet, with lighter splotches. And there was an ability behind them, a reason.
He studied 'Kusan''s features for a moment, notising that he was far taller than a normal fourteen-year-old would be.
So, he got more sleep and ate more vegetables than was needed.
If he did not, B was sure he came from a lineage of tall people.
Though usually he wouldn't ask what he was thinking, he murmured, "And I assume you sleep quite a bit?" His eyes were trained on the ground for a moment, but he immediately brought them back up until they met with the boy's.

[kusan]

Kusan looked at B and studied him for a bit. He was 16, 2 years older than him, He figured he might be some sort of competition in that age group. He did a small bow in a sign of respect and said "Nice to meet you also,B." But as he thought more, Near never mentioned a guy named B, so maybe he was just another guy here.

He turned to Near, and crouched down to be around his height. "So Near, you said Mello and Art are highest in their group, is this B guy also near them, or is he lower on the list, like not even runner up."

When he heard B say And i assume you sleep quite a bit. He stood up and turned around, asking "What that suppose to mean??" He then looked at him, then himself, real zing he is much bigger than him. "O, i see, well, to be honest, i do sleep a lot, but height is in my blood, so its natural to be like this you know." He really had no better answer to give him, though blood, made him think of family, and wondered if it make the other, maybe he offended them, but he can't change what was said.

[cottonball]

Near watched silently as B came into the scene. he really disliked the attitude of the strange boy, though he could nto say he did not like the boy. He was incredibly smart, even if he did try to copy L too much. Either way, it was not like Near could say much. he probably seemed just as weird to the next kid as B did. He blinked his green eyes and shuffled his rubik's cube around some more.

"B is very high in his status, basically equal to the highest in his age group." He replied to R quietly, shooting a glance a B. It was so weird to see the copy of L standing there, when you could tell it was a copy. There were noteable differences that just set him apart from the real L. Although, no one would be be able to notice this if they did not know the real L and his looks. "And hello B." He added belatedly, his gaze unreadable as he nodded to the orphan.

[kusan]

Kusan gave a slight 'hmpf'. So B was smartest in his, Mello in his Own, and Art also, seems like lots of new names today. "So, B, even though you don't look like you, your pretty smart huh, but if you mind telling me, everyone here is smart, and some people are smarter than others , But B, and you also Near, tell me, what separates you from the rest of everyone here, after all, wouldn't the person who takes over as L would have to be smart, and have something to separate him from everyone else, correct?"

Kusan looked at the two once more. He knew he would have his answer easily, if they had something special, they hint at it or something, if not, they stumble over there own made up answer. He then turned to Near and asked "So, Near, since I'm new here, mind telling me anything that's going on here, like events, or something else happening to Replace L ?"

[BEYOND Birthday]

"It is, simply put, a battle of wits." B replied, glancing up at the sky. Hearing Near say something, he shook his head, turning to the strange boy.
"Good Day, Near."
Nate River. he thought, grinning.
To most, it would appear that that the crooked grin never left his face. While that was mostly untrue, it had some truth to it. At one point in his life, one of the orphans had even said that he was insane.
That wasn't an understatement, it seemed.
"I find it most odd, actually..." He looked down for a moment, still aware that this "Ishimaru" was using an alias.
It wasn't difficult to figure out, actually.
"Erm... Who else could not sleep last night?"
Well, actually, he meant to stay awake until six AM and then finally go to sleep, and then wake himself up again three hours later. It was all so that he could surpass his predecessor.
After all...
B is before L in the alphabet.

Ooc// Have fun slapping me for this short post. D: I have Writer's Block for roleplaying right now. D:

[→Sasha Marr←]

Ooc: Sorry for jumping in like this! It was either this, or a post with something like 46 replies, so, yeah.

Sasha put her head to the side, sensitive ears picking up on quiet chatters just outside the doors. Swinging a lock of dark hair over her shoulder, she blinked with ahmazing emerald green eyes. That voice... Sasha took a step forward, breezy beige skirt shifting slighty. It's new. Jet black lashes rose as her eyes widened. A new boy! Sasha cracked open the door with one, pale hand, and peered out. Three boys stood in a deformed circle, talking low and lightly. Intrigued, Sasha pressed harder on the door, shoving her head and upper body through. She blinked openly and smiled in the small group's direction.

Sasha used three fingers to swing the door wide open, and stepped out. Not bothering to shut it again, she floundered towards a boy she reconized as Near. Her elbow length near-black hair swung in her graceful movements. At last she reached them, and she angled her head downward and sideways, looking from the corner of her eye. "Hey, I'm Sasha Marr."