__ Upon a sudden, a spook, a fright, three distinct cackles surrounded Tetsuhiko as he jumped with a start."What a theatrical entrance." He observed as he watched them encircle him and engage in comedic banter. "I shall not be upstaged!" When they asked him if he were the one who gathered the pumpkins purple flower petals flew by in a breeze. "It twas I who gathered these pumpkins you see before you!" Tetsuhiko's hair flipped as he twirled in front of the witches, jumped in the air, and then did the splits in front of them with absolute grace. The purple flower petals were from an unknown source in the forest, but they perfectly matched his aesthetic. "For I am the Iron Prince of Sunagakure, the pioneer of the renaissance, and the pinnacle of eternal beauty..." The acrobatic boy lept up from his splits and flashed a dramatic stare for the ages the trio's way. "Tetsuhiko Hanzo!' And with that he swung his right arm up and snapped his fingers dramatically towards the heavens.
“Did he say iron?!” The brunette screamed. All three gasped as they looked upon Tetsuhiko. “Look at the way he jumped. He is clearly a user of Iron.” The blond said. Everyone knew that Iron was the enemy of magic. It naturally neutralized magic. “Hush now sisters! The great dark lord commands us to be strong.” The red head snapped as her hands rose to command authority while the other two pestered down. Her arms then folded in front of her again as her right index finger rose to twirl her hair. “Well, Master Tetsuhiko...” She began. “Your Iron wouldn’t happen to be... iron-y Iron, right? It’s not the real stuff, like the stuff you can buy at “Witch Hunters R Us”?” The brunette was sniffing around for the scent of iron while the blond hid behind the leader witch. This was going to be a long ride.
__ When Tetsuhiko smelled fear in his audience he laughed a wicked laugh. "Hahaha! Yes, I have iron and this is no irony." Tetsuhiko then jangled his tambourines on his wrists as a magnetic field went up and a mass of iron sand flowed around him. After that he theatrically swung his arms in the air which caused the iron sand to expand outwards and snake around the witches without actually touching them. Tetsuhiko continued his evil laugh and theatrically villanous movements as the iron sand swirled about. Tetsuhiko always found playing the bad guy in a play to be so delicious and here he had the opportunity to do so during Halloween.
The three witches writhed in perceived pain. They cried out and screeched as the iron sand particles enveloped them. One even claimed that she was melting. However, in the midst of their hysteria, the red head leader noticed that there was no profound change on her. When she did, her face became stern as she slapped the other two from their delirium. "You idiots! This stuff isn't hurting us. It's just weakening our powers." She snapped. Her body then turned to Tetsuhiko as a wicked glare in her eyes formed. The two sister hid behind their leader, but similar smiles crept upon their faces. "So then Mister Tetsuhiko, you like to play rough, huh?" The leader said. Green mystic energy enveloped the field as the trees around Tetsuhiko became humanlike. They sprouted faces and tried to grab hold of him with their branches, two trees each coming in for an arm. If the iron sand wasn't around then the witches could have turned the whole forest into their weapon. Unfortunately, they had to settle with ten trees.
__ The iron sand quickly swirled around Tetsuhiko with a D-Rank amount of chakra applied to it. It then formed a formiddable spherical shield around him which protected him from the branches. Tetsuhiko then huffed as he held a human skull prop in his hand and stared at it in despair. "My dearest Yorick, I knew him well, Horatio." He then tossed away the skull from over his shoulder and outside of the shield. "No, no, no! You were doing fine, until you decided to go off script!" This exchange was not going the way he had imagined it in his head and it was frustrating him. "I suppose the artist cannot always choose the finest lump of clay, but this,how do I even work with this?" Even Tetsuhiko's talent for improv was being stretched. The fussy Tetsuhiko then refocused on the witches."What would be the point in engaging in a duel if my abilities are already so much stronger than yours? Everybody knows that I, the valiant hero, would win, where's the excitement in that?" Tetsuhiko became legitimately concerned for the production value of his encounter with the witches on his pumpkin patch hunt for the entire world was his stage.
The three witches cried out as their attack was thwarted. When Tetsuhiko started quotes Hamlet, the leader witch stomped her foot on the ground. “Don’t you quote Shakespeare! I was there when he was at his prime!!!” She demanded. The blond with held onto the red heads cloak as she looked up at her with meek eyes. “But what do we do? His magic is so much stronger than ours!” She squeaked. “Discussion circle!” The brunette shouted. It was then that the three huddled together. They stayed that way for ten minutes before they broke hold. The red haired witch had her left hand limb on her forehead as the two beside her started to play sad music.
“Us witches are so unloved. We were born just to make you hate us and to use your attacks against.” The witch said through her tears. The music got stronger. “It’s so sad. We could have been painters! Or airplane pilots. Or even professional dancers!” She wallowed. As soon as she finished, however, she pulled out a bronze key from her bosom. “Here! Come claim your prize witch hunter. Just know that once you do, us witches will revert to dust.” The music reached a frenzied pitch. Could Tetsuhiko be so heartless?
(Can’t color since at work. Have fun claiming your prize!)
__"Shake Spear? Who's that?"Tetsuhiko was puzzled for a moment but quickly moved on. He did not appreciate the ten-minute meeting he had to stand there through. For a while, he simply stared at an invisible watch on his wrist by anxiously tapping his right foot. "This is taking far far far FAR too long!" The thespian thought restlessly as he stared up from his wrist and at the witches when they finally spoke. When the sad music came on and the witches lamented their plight Tetsuhiko barely listened. However, his ears perked up when they mentioned claiming his prize. "A prize?! Is it money?! Oh, how I adore money!" The greedy and selfish boy then clasped his hands together longingly and imagined a future where he would have unlimited funds for all of his grand art projects.His heart went aflutter merely at the thought of having all of the money it would take to create his shinobi art renaissance. Feeling more than a bit too lazy to go and grab the prize for himself he summoned Caesar and sat within him. The giant puppet then stomped over and reached his right hand out to grab the prize forcefully.
The key dissolved into nothingness the moment that it was grabbed. The spell was going to consume the soul of Tetsuhiko. Unfortunately, the iron puppet bounced off the spell and sent it back to the witches. They cried out in agony until they dissolved into nothing. A true bronze key now stood where the three witches were. Once Tetsuhiko picked it up, he would be able to know the location.
(Go to the trap door in the eternal rain forest. Everyone else has the additional keys.)
Saiko decided he might as well sit down and meditate while he waited for others to arrive. Once he was sat in a criss-cross fashion his eyes would close and his hands would raise up so his hands were dangling in front of his knees. Saiko then took a deep breath as he relaxed his body and mind. The boy could feel his chakra moving around in his system. However, the boy continued to take deep breaths to further relax himself. He wanted to clear his mind to allow his focus to shift to one singular thing. It would take a few moments but, as he breathed, his mind would slowly let go of the stray thoughts.
The boy breathed out as he pulled his hands up in front of his body. Most of the outside world at this point was quiet to him as he focused on his chakra system in side of him. Once his hands were in front of his body, a hand seal would be made. Saiko would use the hand seal to slowly start focusing his chakra instead of allowing it to circulate through his system. Chakra control was important to becoming a powerful shinobi and it all started with making sure you can focus it correctly. At least that was the thinking of Saiko.
As Saiko focused his chakra, it would build up inside of him. The boy would continue to build up the chakra before releasing it suddenly. Then he would make a new hand seal, starting to focus his chakra with this hand seal instead. It was somewhat the same process as before, he would focus his chakra to a different part of his body and build it up as if he was getting prepared to use a jutsu. After building up his chakra, the boy would slowly start to bring the chakra else where in his body. He needed full control of his chakra and only practice made perfect.
The chakra would continue to be moved around in Saiko's body until he brought it to his chest. Once it was in his chest area, he would release it and allow it to go back to circulating in the chakra system. Saiko then went to practicing the hand seals. He wanted to make sure that he could perform them as fast as possible without any mistakes so that when it came down to it, he would come out on top. Well, and so he wouldn't mess up a handseal and end up dying because of it. That'd be important. The boy would practice for several minutes to test the different hand seals. He would try all sorts of different combinations so that he could go from ox to tiger without a problem and so on and so forth.
The next part of the training would be to practice it all together. That only made the most amount of sense to Saiko. It would start with Saiko starting to perform a series of hand seals. As these hand seals were made, Saiko would focus his chakra and build it up in his hands. The boy would continue making the hand seals until he finished with a tiger seal. Once the seal was made, Saiko would continue to focus his chakra and build it up. Once he build it up to a point he thought was good enough, he would allow the chakra to go back into his system and settle. Now all he had to do was wait for his fellow shinobi to come to the trap door.
Find those pumpkins! [ X Rank ] Search through the village to find the evil pumpkins in order to find their source. 1-5: 3 6-8: 5 9-10: 2 Pumpkins Found: 7 Information Found: 2 Keys Found: 1 Penny wise defeated
❖￤ Passives
● Can perform hand seals with one hand. ● C-Rank Crystal Armor ● ●
Saiko looked over at the male Hyuuga who was just fighting the creature not to far from where he was sitting. "Hmm. No. I was attacked by a clown creature who thought it was funny to scare children." The boy would say to the Hyuuga as he slowly stood from his sitting position. "But, dropped a key. I imagine you got one as well from the creature you were fighting. I would have helped but, it seemed you had things under control." Saiko would say, pulling out his key and showing it to the male. "Looks like we just need two more and we can open this door. My name is Saiko. Nice to meet ya." The boy would say, putting his hand out to shake hands with the Hyuuga.
(I apologize if I didn't see your post, I just got your quote. Didn't meant to out right ignore you or anything.)
Find those pumpkins! [ X Rank ] Search through the village to find the evil pumpkins in order to find their source. 1-5: 3 6-8: 5 9-10: 2 Pumpkins Found: 7 Information Found: 2 Keys Found: 1 Penny wise defeated
❖￤ Passives
● Can perform hand seals with one hand. ● C-Rank Crystal Armor ● ●
๑๑๑๑From what Saiko said about his opponent, it seemed all of them were colorful in nature to say the least. Holding his hand out to shake Saiko's, he nodded towards him as he spoke. "Hideo, nice to meet you." Shrugging revisiting the former topic, the young genin spoke on the matter briefly. "Yep, nothing a little quick thinking couldn't handle. I'm still stuck on one thing though. Why the whole elaborate ruse to send us here? Is someone testing us, and if so why?" After a couple seconds of silence, his eyes fell towards Saiko as he stuffed his hands in his pockets before leaning against a tree and crossing his legs. "I suppose no sense in worrying about it now, we're going to find out soon enough."
Brooy
It's fine, I actually realized I broke the quote code when I posted and fixed it today.
Techniques Used:
Passive: Byakugan
Personal Attribute: True Hyuuga - Moderate increase to reflexes
The young Uchiha appeared in a flurry of wind and sand several feet from the location of Saiko and Hideo, shortly behind him would be Nariomi sensei. " Yo." He said with a nod of his head at Hideo who he recognized, then turning his head to take note of the puppet user he had met some time ago, Tetsuhiko. He pulled his key from his lapel once more, showing it to Hideo and Tetsuhiko. " I'm assuming you're all here because of this?" He could clearly see the key in Cesar's hand and would assume that one of the two others would hold a key as well at least.
Masato's attention shifted towards the trap door beside them. Masato's eyes would close, opening once more to reveal his two tomoe'd sharingan. His eyes fixated on the door. There was a clear difference in the natural chakra of the area and the door. Whatever was there was not weak, not in the least bit. He smiled at the promise of a challenge. With his key in hand, he threw it with the same precision as a kunai knife, the teeth of the key finding their place in the key hole, awaiting its three companions to join it to fulfill their purpose.
Saint nodded softly at the Hyūga. “Yes it seems that more is definitely going on here.” The boy would say in response. As he spoke he leaned against the nearest tree. “Hopefully it was as difficult as those guys most of us have already dealt with.” Saiko shrugged gently, thinking back on the clown that he had faced and how easily it went down. Well that was after he conquered one of his fears. He would have to thank that clown again some day. However as Saiko thought another person appeared. Saiko didn’t recall having seen this person before. He watched over him carefully, noticing the sharigan as it was activated. “Yes that is why we’re here. Seems whatever is putting those pumpkins around is in there. The clown guy i fought said it was the boss. Called him the skeleton king.” Saiko would say to the new male. As soon as the uchihas key was placed, Saiko would place his own in a slot. “Three out of Four. Just need one more.”
(No post format cause at work.)
“Kondo Kaicho”
“luo1304
Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2017 4:45 pm
__When the witches turned to ashes and dust Tetsuhiko sealed Caesar and his iron sand before triumphantly retrieving the bronze key. Tetsuhiko did a theatrical and fun little dance of victory on the witches' ashes as he held his key in the air. Suddenly he noticed the familiar face of Masato showing off his own key. He looked over and watched him place the key into the lock of the trap door. Next was a less familiar boy who did the same and now they only needed one more key.Tetsuhiko ran up, inserted the third key, and turned it. "The skeleton king! He must be the grand villain of this theatrical production of the desert pumpkins." Tetsuhiko said in response to Saint, but just as he got the idea of turning this experience into a play he began jotting down a few notes with elegant penmanship. After that he stored his theatre notes for his next play.
The dramatic lad then turned to the other boys within earshot who he was unfamiliar with. "In case you haven't heard of me, I'm Tetsuhiko of clan Hanzo. I'm a puppeteer, an artist, and a performer and I'm the best at what I do." Tetsuhiko then flipped his hair and turned back around to look at the door. Suddenly, the keys starting spinning in the locks rapidly as a purple light glowed from the door and it opened. "And away we go!" Tetsuhiko then excitedly jumped inside.
The doors opened with a boisterous unlocking click. The four keys turned in unison before the doors were opened enough for Tetsuhiko to open. When he jumped forward, he found only stairs awaited him and a narrow passageway. The stairs would go on for what felt like an hour. Then, the passageway opened up to a gigantic production area. Various ghouls and monsters were moving equipment around, like a film crew on a set. The entire area was blanketed in a thick, moist fog. Toward the back wall was a titanic pumpkin monster. It had a single eye at the top of its head, and massive green tendrils which flailed around. Each tendril was larger than the trunk of a tree, and on its head was a little crown. The middle of the pumpkin held a giant mouth, and below him was a skeleton man in a very nice outfit pacing back and forth.
"No no no! The script is all wrong." The pacing undead said. He was easily over eight feet tall, although he was hunched over in thought. His entire body then straightened out, however, as his right hand pointed accusingly at the pumpkin monster. "I told you that we need scary monsters, not evil ones." He explained. The pumpkin monster gave out some gargled growl in response. "I don't care if the process gets batched out by the pumpkins picked. You shouldn't have made monsters which directly pool into ying chakra. Now the whole production may be ruined." He said with a sigh. His thin fingers moved to his chin as he continued to ponder. It was at that moment, however, that his sensory powers allowed him to sense chakra presences coming down the stairs. Several of the monsters stopped their moving in order to see what was going on, but they quickly resumed when they saw that it was just the humans.
"Oh they're early." The skeleton man said with a smile. He then sighed as he counted how many were coming. "Only four? I thought you said that we had nearly a dozen pumpkin collectors?" The man asked. Another gargled growl came from the pumpkin king. "Well, I guess that's show business. Come on everyone! Let's give our victors a round of applause!" With his words, the skeleton king began to clap wildly. All of the monsters halted and joined in.
"Welcome, welcome!" The undead man asked as he walked over to the four shinobi. He then brought his arm in and bowed before them. "It's so nice to see you guys succeeded in gathering the pumpkins. Thank you so much for heeding the audition." He said with a wild smile. His round head accentuated his smile. "My name is..." He began, but then cut himself off. "Well, better not. Most of the gang calls me the Skeleton King anyhow, so I figure it'll work better to keep it consistent." He said. He went on to ask, "so guys and ghouls, what do you think? Are you ready for the final production?"
OOC: No posting order yet. With that said, however, please don't have side conversations. I don't want this to get too big since other people should be trickling in soon. No need to wait until everyone gets here, however. Just had to set up atmosphere first, as well as answer any questions your rpcs may have.
