Welcome to KIRA's Kingdom!!
It's been nearly a decade since KIRA nearly controlled the entire world. His influence has all but faded, except for in the memories of his most devout followers. Some who remember his reign and wish it'd come to pass...
Yet there are still those who wish to never see that happen again as well...
There may be Spoilers ahead...so BEWARE!!!!
Yes! This is a Death Note RP! Really, I just want everyone to have fun playing around with what they'd do in certain situations! But so you know, there will be no Original Death Note Characters. I want each person to have their OWN CREATIONS and build them up themselves.
You can join a couple different factions as follows.
KIRA Supporters
Anti-KIRA Task Force
Police/Detectives
F.B.I
Normal People
Reporters/Newscastors
Duties
KIRA Supporters-Must eliminate targeted criminals and threats without leaving traces of evidence. Become familiar with Leaders and show their support for KIRA's actions. (NO KILLING INNOCENTS!)
Anti-Kira task force-Open up case files and investigate any connections between old and current murders. Must try to build a case against the new Kira...investigate any strange murders pertaining to the Kira case.
Police/Detectives-Choose whether to side with Kira or not. Can be some dirty cops...those who destroy evidence from within the system!
F.B.I.-A separate division, investigates in secret.
Normal People-Offer Kira or police support through encouraging messages. Also can tip off either the police, or Kira...
Reporters/Newcastors-Find your stories and let the people of the world know the truth! Take bribes or not...help KIRA or the police...you decide!
Roles
KIRA-Support_KIRA
Second KIRA-The Bone Snatcher
KIRA Supporters
Kill Sasuke
Sorajen
Dark Smile
LancelotConquista
Rexikat Rhapsody
shadows of hatred
cheriblosomchibi
Lyanti
Anti-KIRA Task Force
Lunar Oblivion
Turok Evolution
Wolfangkun
Madison2294
Luna Chan
AnCiEnT OnE
Police/Detectives
Soichi
Dangodumpling
F.B.I
SecretMusic
chessy sensei(Closet KIRA supporter) >X3
Normal People
Quiet Noise
SojiRem
omocha omocha
akira56
Reporters/Newscastors
Sole Storyteller
If you'd like to join pm me with the division you'd like to be in!!
For MORE Information on the DEATH NOTE, visit Quiet Noise's DEATH NOTE RULZ World!!! LINK
Monday, Tokyo
As I handed a wad of notes over to the taxi driver I looked at the building infront of me. According to my informats JJ was due to walk past here on her way to school in a few minutes. I carefully brushed down my new uniform - a white (uncomfortably tight) shirt on top of a dark green skirt and went through my plan. It was simple - a plan that I loved. I heard footsteps coming down the alleyway. I smiled to myself and set my plan into motion.
I threw my bag down on the floor and screamed, falling onto my knees. I allowed myself a small smile as the tears started streaming down my face. The flute in my bag lay on the floor infront of me - a prop for the school.I ripped my skirt and rubbed dirt onto the knees of my stockings. I assumed my most pathetic and innocent expression and started screaming. I could hear the footsteps speeding up at the end of the alleyway and I toned my screaming down, turning it into sobs. As two girls appeared out of the end of the alleyway I turned my head slightly. Yes, one was definately JJ - the black hair was a giveaway - and the other girl was .... what was her name? Oh yes, it was Rei. I resumed my silent sobbing.
"Oh my gosh, are you okay?" Rei ran up to me, a look of concern on her face. "What happened? Were you screaming? Oh my gosh!" She waved over JJ who was standing a bit away, watching with an unreadable expression on her face.
"She must go to our school, look at the uniform!" Rei said to JJ. JJ looked at me, smiling sympathetically.
"What's your name?"
I sniffed. "K-kat..."
"Kat?"
Oh well. I couldnt tell them my real name. It would do.
"Are you new to our school? You look like youd probably be in my year."
She was really pushing herself to be sociable. Or maybe she really was concernede. Hopefully - I needed her to trust me.
Rei helped me up, picking up books and flute and putting them back into my bag for me.
"Can you walk?" I shakily got to my feet and let them both help me walk a bit further.
"My name's Rei-chan and this is J-chan."
"T-thank you," I said, pretending to limp.
"What happened to you? We heard screaming and then...?"
"It sounded pretty bad," put in JJ.
Now was the time to put another stage into motion.
"J-ch-chan..?" I let myself wobble a bit beofre closing my eyes and falling forwards towards JJ and hitting the floor with a thud. I kept still and let myself fall asleep, enhancing the guise. As I felt myself drift off I heard cries for help and people shaking me. I was sure JJ put me into a sitting position, resting my head against her but by that time I was far away, my connciousness fleeing into the darkness.
I was one step closer to getting into the mind of the killer.
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Heh-heh Yay! Finally, Katari's come to mingle... kinda involved Yoko as well, sorry Shi-chan didnt warn you omochaomocha 
I arrived in Japan during the early hours of Sunday morning. The plane trip was awful - I was wedged between two disgusting teenage boys who kept trying to make conversation with me. As if. I quickly exited the plane and walked into the terminal's washroom to refresh myself. I removed my bag from my back and withdrew an outfit that would make me 'blend in' with the crowd. Ugh. It was awful having to mingle with all the boring people - they had no motive, no nothing, they didnt do anything out of line. I sighed, pulling on a dark red sleevless top with a slogan on the front. To be honest, it wasnt too bad. At least it was red. I stepped into a pair of dark tights and pulled my own short tartan skirt over the top of it - the only garment that was actually mine. I put on a grey jacket and boots and stepped out of the cubicle. I took a moment to refresh my make-up and do my hair (unfortunately, part of this expedition depended on making people feel secure so I had to 'appeal' to them) before walking out of the airport and into the open air. Feeling the wind on my face was exhilerating after spending so many hours on a plane - it cleared my head and I managed to think. Who to track first? I decided to go after JJ, as it was closer. I called a taxi and began the slow drive to the Shinjuku district, putting in my headphones as I did so. I smiled to myself. I had the perfect alibi - now all I needed to do was find some information to be able to get inside Kira's head. It was all good and according to plan. I felt my eyes close and I drifted to sleep as we drove down the road.
I lay in bed, staring at the wall and listening to Linkin Park. Heavy Metal helped me sort out my thoughts. The case that I had acidentally discovererd was really huge - and I mean huge. Deaths all over the place with apparently no motive behind it at all except for the greater good (killing all the criminals etc.)I had been doing background research: the exact dates, locations, killings - even who Kira was himself. This had me positively charged with energy - I wanted to get out there and find out more about Kira and how he thought. I'd narrowed down a list of where his aqquaintences possible could be and the location but for this I'd need to go undercover. Such a bore. I hate having to pretend to be a 'normal' teenager who hates numbers and work and lazes around all day fantasizing about boys. Urgh. I wrote down my destination in the middle of a clean sheet of white paper, then wrote down all the numbers I could that were connecterd to it. I worked out the amount of time it would take me to get there on a plane, the amount of time to put the make up on, the probability of meeting a supporter of Kira himself. The numbers calmed me, filling the blank space with their reasuring shapes. I took the keys to the jet out of my bag and threw them onto the floor. I was going on a public plane. Yay, the joys of flying with the rabble. I checked my watch. I had five minutes until the plane left. I'd better get going. My short brown hair was messy but I didnt care - it wasnt as if I was trying to attract anyone. I packed a clean outfit in my bag, hoisted it onto my shoulder and yanked my headphones further over my head. Finally I was ready. I picked up the black marker and wrote the name of the people I needed to find, throwing the marker in the bin and walking out the door afterwards. On top of the numbers, the names seemed strangely significant.
Kaori Sakamoto
J.J
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Now Katari can mingle :) Shi-chan chose Kaori to shadow cos shes Kira and all that and QuietNoise's post was so cool, her character will be interesting to shadow too! These wont be the only characters shadowed though so .. watch out XD lol
LOCATION: Remote FBI HQ somewhere in America o_O
Once again another day had ended. I felt bored out of my mind. The computer screen infront of me fickered in the dim light. So much for the possible 'patterns in killings'. I should have known not to get so excited about it - after all there had only been two. It could have been a freak acciendent, just as the news had said. How boring.
I absent-mindedly flicked through various files in my recycle bin. Some of them seemed to date back to long before I became head of deparment. Some title. No-one gave me any respect - they treated me like any old teenager, regardless of wether I was above them or not. It really infuriated me. Sometimes I could just kill them.
I looked at the dates on the deleted cases. 2008. 2007. 2006. 2005. 2004. 2003. 2002. 2001. 1999. The list went on.
Just for fun I chose a random number. The number 26.
Divide that by 11. That makes 2.3636363636363. Add 320.23. That makes 322.593636. Round it up to three significant figures. 323. Multiply it by 221. You get 71383. Minus 65386. Get 5997. Divide by 3. You end up with 1999.
I decided to check out that file, headed 'The light'. I clicked on it, cursing my computer for being so slow. The screen flashed red. PASSWORD REQUIRED. That was strange. With my level of cleareance I shouldnt need to enter a password. Nevertheless I couldnt back down from a challenge. It took me five minutes to hack into the file. It was an old case bursting with information that didn't seem to fit the date. It seemed to have happened sometime around 2013. I greedily absorbed all the information. Light Yagami. L. Kira. Death Note. Murderous. It was all there, a humongous case covered up years ago, scarring the world. I couldnt let something like this go. It was too good. A pattern started forming in the back of my mind but I kept it there, leaving as much space as I could to store all the new information.
I leant back in my chair. I had spent the past five hours checking all the old files I could that were related to the case. It was a truly complex case. I felt a thrill going through my body as I imagined getting inside that guy's head, finding out what made him tick. I couldnt pinpoint an exact location as there werent many files left on the system - most had been wiped completely. I needed more information. I needed more evidence. I smiled. Things were finally starting to get interesting.
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Hope its okay...the last post made Shi-chan miss the train 
"Katari, its late. Go to bed already!"
I slammed my hand on the desk - how was I meant to concentrate when everyone around me was going on about the stupid week-end? It was pointless. The only reason I chose to work in the FBI was that I would be able to work 24/7 - but not even that happens.
"Get a life!" I shouted down the corridoor, my eyes never leaving the computer, my fingers searching over the keys for the right code to allow unlimited access to the Swedish Intelligience site.
Again the screen flashed red.
"Damn you!" I screamed. I buried my head in my hands. Nothing was the same now that there were no good cases around. Every day it was always the same, trying to get into the heads of super criminals - finding out why they killed, if there was a pattern in the killings - but there had never been a good case. It got so repetitive.
"Matsuri, I need another coffee!"
I leaned back in my chair and flicked on the television. The news was on - something I never really bothered to listen to. I was about to change chanels when something caught my eye.
TAKAMURA KILLED ON LIVE TELEVISION BY FREAK ACCIDENT.
This seemed familiar - another such case had been reported a short while ago with almost exactly the same cause of death. This seemed interesting - well, it gave me something else to do other than hack into foreign sites. I opened up a new screen and began to type.
Date: 12/3/09
Assignment: Possible murder pattern
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