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 Posted: Fri Feb 01, 2013 6:16 pm
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_ As she had hoped, Yukiko had successfully sedated the citizen in the streets below. She took a deep sigh of relief, but still need to make sure they couldn't simply stand back up after the affects of her jutsu had worn off. She paused thinking to herself for only a few seconds before reaching into her medical pouch, pulling out a rather large roll of bandages. She quickly formed another set of hand seals and added her chakra. "Kage Bushin." Three clouds of smoke seemed to appear in front of her, which quickly cleared reviled the shadow clones. Yukiko extended her hand, given the clone large roll of bandages; her plan was simple use the technique she had learn for wrapping bandages to form a make shift restraint. The first clone moved forwards taking the bandages as Yukiko reached into her regular pouch and remove a kunai handing this to the clone as well. The first clone quickly moved in with both kunai and bandages in hand. The clone first targeted the most mobile of the citizens, using the bandages and bandage technique to bind the arms and legs of the citizen. The first clone bound as many as it could before feeling slightly tired, once this happened the clone quickly returned to the top of the building, giving the kunai and bandages to the next clone who patiently waited to repeat the same cycle until they were either out of bandages or all of the citizen blow had been immobilized. Yukiko had successfully contained the illness and stopped the rioting but she couldn't save the few citizen which had jumped from the roof. She hung her head a bit in silence, when she looked up she noticed a man, with white hair walking about the rubble. From where she stood it would seem that he was dressed in a traditional shamen clothing, she stepped forwards getting ready to head towards him, but he soon started to laugh. She stopped in tracks, something was wrong. It wasn't till then that she notice her wore war paint. His words only further confused her.
Mission In Progress:
• Illness [ 3 / 3 ]
• Public Rioting [ 3 - 4 / 4 ]
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► Chakra: 325 / 420
► AC: 00
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2013 6:40 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2013 9:04 pm
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Nyabara Kyousuke (NPC)
The middle of the Neko Kuni Bros.
The Exhumer Shrine Priest.
It appeared his actions had caught a good handful of attention. The walking artwork stopped at the voice by the likes of some shinobi. He turned around, giving him a blank look. Then his tangy eyes narrowed while his irises sharpened into peculiar slits. "That just won't do.." His voice lowered in a dangerous tone at the other man's demands. But like the bird-like acquisition of his movements, his characteristics were for one, not easily followed.
"Don't you know? This is God's Macabre!" At this he snapped his fan up with both arms pointing to the sky. But alas, silence followed other than the distant moans of his afflicted victims. Instead, he leered around him with his mustard gaze. Several shinobi here and there. A good handful of them were idle. Oh no, they couldn't have that. "...is this all?" He snickered with the falsetto echoing in each pinnacle of sinister bombardments.
At last, he spotted another male, totally ignoring the white haired one that had rudely asked of his attention earlier. Instead, Nyabara saw the young shinobi [Hugo] take initiative by striking some poor useless wrench down. "You there-boy! Kami-sama would love you! Come on dooown!!" He said, reaching out with a hand. Nails sharpened and revealing to be claw-like structures. "Clicketty click! Chomp! I won't bite! Ochochochocho!!" He chuffed in much amusement after playing a 'click' with his surprisingly sharpened incisor-like cuspids. He was giving them a chance. The whole uncultured lot, the chance to abdicate themselves to the service of his own purpose.
Currently malignant:: Tamashii no Jutsu [ Spirit Orb Technique ] Rank D The user creates a small floating ball of spectral fire that follows him or her until directed elsewhere. It can be used to deflect incoming projectiles and weak attacks, including weak Ninjutsu, and is often used to light paths or tempt enemies in to traps. Can interrupt the molding of Chakra for techniques under D-Rank.
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2013 9:29 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2013 3:25 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 08, 2013 3:51 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 09, 2013 5:59 pm
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Nyabara Kyousuke (NPC)
The middle of the Neko Kuni Bros.
The Exhumer Shrine Priest.
The actions of that white haired man did little to impress him. He could tell hostility was near but even so, the ignorance of which that applied to the oncoming man meant little for what he was about to do. "Now see.." The man flicked his fan outward and tossed a wave style slash in the direction of the man's descending katana. That would give it something to deflect. But even then, the man would have his ball of fire to worry about for it was now descending upon him to blur his focus for any other oncoming technique.
The moment he flicked his wrist, he then proceeded to expand his other hand outward. All he had to do was step even closer to send a fiery slash across the man in the torso. "...you're exactly what my presentation needs. A martyr for my God so that these people can see..!" He cackled, revealing the glint of his teeth.
Currently malignant:: Tamashii no Jutsu [ Spirit Orb Technique ] Rank D The user creates a small floating ball of spectral fire that follows him or her until directed elsewhere. It can be used to deflect incoming projectiles and weak attacks, including weak Ninjutsu, and is often used to light paths or tempt enemies in to traps. Can interrupt the molding of Chakra for techniques under D-Rank. Shinobi's Slash Rank: D Rank : : Complex Description: The user channels chakra through their hands into their fans before striking, or to send a wave style slash towards their opponent. • Max range of 2 meters. Tsume no Jutsu [ Claw Technique ] Rank D The user extends spectral fire to the fingers and creates claws out of it. The claws are capable of defending against blunt weapons, and can leave burns on the enemy’s skin if it makes contact with the enemy.
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2013 2:48 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2013 4:02 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2013 12:37 pm
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Nyabara Kyousuke (NPC)
The middle of the Neko Kuni Bros.
The Exhumer Shrine Priest.
The priest grinned. Vulpine and his flaming claws ready to cull whomever that would be foolish to approach. Before he could even try to hack at that white haired male, he was stopped in his tracks. Being circled by three of the same kunoichi. Whether they were clones or not, he had no intentions of stopping for the sake of mercy. In his book, Kami-sama allowed for sacrifices. With three swaths of his claws he impelled three slashes upon the three. "Child's play." He snickered before his mustard tang eyes landed back on his martyr. Ah! The scratching of his lightning infused blade brought Kyousuke something to look forward to. He readied his hands to prepare for the long awaited jutsu.
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Only, his time was up. Their stalling had worked. The source of the miasma started to give off light tremors. Then it progressively grew louder and harder. The cracks drew out like massive spiderwebs where the potential energy of the afflicted started to soar off like geysers. The energy even in the afflicted had now left to join the crucial source within the guarded crater. Many of the afflicted 'zombies' had fallen. Some that were lucky with minor damage taken upon them regained their senses as civilians. However many were knocked out cold. More of them had died, in the hands of the shinobi they once felt protected by.
The priest cackled. The emblem of betrayal and bloodthirst had already been done for him. From the crack where the Miasma was spilling, sprouted an ambient form. It appeared only as fumes of indigo fire, curling at the furls where it sparked visual embers. Then sprouted another until the two appeared to operate as 'tails'. Didn't they know? This area was once an ancient excavation site, meant for the revival him and his brothers were doing now. The younger and the older were cloaked somewhere near but the job of the middle was to procure the time needed. "Our lord will rise, you imbeciles!!!! Your filth will encumber Kamisama no more!" Tossing a handful of smokebombs where he stood, he vanished. The clothes off his back burned off with the Bijuu's chakra. With it, he baited the demon with a flash. The nibi had gotten away, along with the perpetrators.
End of Arc 1: Broken tomb.
Rewards Title: Evacuation of one place (thread) :: V Rank: S Information: In the event of an attack or natural disaster, searching & successfully escorting people to a safe location is performed. Must have at least four other shinobi help. Solo or Squad: Variable Minimum Posts: 4 per shinobi Note: Does not award ryo. +2950 A.C *** All who have participated and posted at least two-three times in this arc can receive the reward.
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2013 12:45 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2013 1:12 pm
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 Kodoki Dokijima
❝ Perform at least one good deed a day....❞
Kumo Jounin ll AC: 9400 ll Main: Taijutsu ll Sub: Medical ll Chakra 360/510
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There was devastation to her right, to her left. It was everywhere. Solemn eyes faced the ones that were no longer living. Underneath the rubble, above the broken cement, people were crying. Others angry. The reports were accurate. Having been at the hospital and juggling time for the dojo had taken up her duty. But here.. An attack where no one suspected or even expected. Mourning will come later. "Carry as many living--" She paused momentarily, for it was a tragedy to say. "-surviving casualties to the Hospital! All medics, stand by and see if you can help transport them. Those who are well enough, I want you to patrol the borders. No more than four units to a task." Of course she meant the active anbus (Npcs) for the boundary checking. Her expression was bordering near instability but for the sake of everyone else it was repressed.
The announcement will have to wait then. Before Lady Kage had drifted, say, her disappearance, Doki was left in charge. But here, now, the youth was also tasked with something much harder. Reconstruction. Not just of the physical entity that was Kumo, but also the morale and organization of the entire village itself. She trembled even now. The fear of falling, the fear of seeing more die just at her hands alone. She rose her head up. An unmistakable glint in her eye diffusing prior questions that had no time to be addressed to now. Who was she, to make the younger less experienced ones to help with carrying the dead? Already a task force was set for the piling of corpses.
"As for those below anbu level, injured or worn. Report to the hospital also." Luckily, the residential districts had survived through the plight. Many of them should return home, although it was sad to say..that some of them would then be empty. "Spend as little as possible. This area will be under quarantine!"
OOC: Those who have participated will receive the awards for this event. I apologize again for the wide posting gap.
Design:Credit by Lerry Bisuto
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Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2013 4:38 pm
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