Headquarters of C.E.A.Y.P (Chuunin Exam Associatio
Jan 7, 2010 1:53:07 GMT -7
Post by 👺 Usiel on Jan 7, 2010 1:53:07 GMT -7
Uneri (Heaving Sea) Headquarters of C.E.A.Y.P (Chuunin Exam Association of Youth Program)
A two story building miniature fortress or just a large home. A large stone wall covers all areas of the home. A single gate can be seen through the main streets and allies. The gate is a simple wooden gate while two guards stand watch. The guards are shrouded in white garbs with nothing visible other than a single Headband placed over their foreheads while being covered still with the white garbs. The guard on the left carried a massive sword on his back, while the guard on the right carried two shields on arms. The gates are open at this time to allow people to enter.
When one enters through the gates they will be lead through a small garden of different kinds of plants and flowers. There are however no roses in this garden. A few passage ways allowed people to roam around the Japanese garden. There were a series of windows on the main side of the housing. The only visible doorway was in the middle of the building. Three windows was visible on the left, and three windows were visible on the right of the door way. The doorway was a double wide door that opened outwards to the outside. The guard on the left seems to be carrying no visible weapons. The guard on the right however seems to carry a large hammer the size of his body.
When those who enter the building, it is a giant opening. It would look like a large dojo that takes up the whole entire bottom floor. A flight of stairs is located on the left hand side, but the floors is filled with white mats and a few chairs. The room itself is 138 square meters. There are ten guards standing at the edge of the walls. Three on the left, three on the right, two at the far end, and two right near the room. Each wore the same white robe with the same headband. The weapons they carried however were hidden. They stood in parade rest, waiting for the moment to react if need be.
In the center of this large room stood a large table with a large black leather chair. There were a few sets of chairs here and there for the guests. Five chairs to be exact. Light fixtures hang from the ceiling in three rows of 5 to make sure the room stays lit at all times when night comes.
Sitting at the large leather chair would be a man of importance and peculiar personality. The man was pale white with a elongated nose, black coal eyes, and a large smile that seemed to reach one ear to the next. He had black lipstick, and black eyeliner. His hair was a dark shade of brown as he wore a jester's in motley pattern of navy blue and black. The hat had three floppy points with no bells attached at the ends. He was tall, perhaps over 6 foot, close to 6 and a half feet tall. He was quite skinny of a man who hand nimble fingers. This man carried a large sceptre, twirling them between his finger tips as he chuckled as if he told a joke to himself.
The outfit he wore was a generic outfit of patches as if hand made with black and navy blue color. It was a piece of work made of different cloths. Some cloths were navy blue with black dots, while some were with black lines going in different directs, while some were just spotted blue. His feet were kicked up on the table showing the black leather boots he sported. Perhaps the most expensive piece of clothing on this whole man. He carried a small pouch on his right side big enough for some tools and what seemed large enough for a small book.
"Alexander my boy!!! when do you think ...hheheheheh heeehheeeheee hahahahah Miss Silverstone will return from her journey," the jester like man bellowed with such a horrid laugh. (Voice of the man would be Mark Hamill).
Coming from the stairs was a young lad. A young boy not more than 12 years of age. He was a youth, blue eyes, dirty blonde hair combed in different directions giving a rugged look. He wore all beige clothing, a vest, cargo pants, hiking boots, with a gray t-shirt underneath the vest. The boy was no more than 4 foot 4 but that was not the main features of the lad. It was the many straps wrapped around the child. 5 straps, all wrapped around the torso and upper body of the child, connecting him to a giant coffin just shy of his own height. "Jester," the boy spoke monotone, "Miss Silverstone will arrive shortly according to our scouts," he answered politely as he reached the bottom of the stairs, looking to the outside world waiting for the information needed for the exams.
"Oooooooh come on lad, show some spirit, show some fun, heh! don't you ever smile!?" the Jester chuckled still giving his crooked large like smile as he simply appeared behind the young lad leaving just a trail of smoke behind. "Come on, show papa Jester a great, big, smile" he began to chuckle placing his hands on the child.
"I don't smile, and if you don't want to end up in the ocean you let go" the polite child spoke out calmly, sounding not so polite.
"Hehhehe ahahaha" the man yelled out releasing his grip as he twirled the scepter around his fingertips again, walking to the desk once again. "Easy shorty, don't want to look like father time by the time you reach puberty now do ya, hehehehehehe" he continued laughing to himself, moving around the desk a few times in a playful manner before taking a quick seat. "Let the goodtimes roll!"