☸ Konohagakure l Genin l Bloodline l Ninjutsu l Senju Clan ☸ Chakra 435/435 l Stamina 155/155
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Hozuki nodded as she left quickly to turn in the missives, find her sensei, run home and pack and meet them at the gates.
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Current Attire: The one in the pic but without the white wrappings. Instead, she is wearing warm black baggy shinobi pants. Along with that, she is also wearing tight black sweater with a black jacket over the sweater. A tight dark brown shirt would be underneath the sweater. Underneath the black baggy pants, she would be wearing tight black wool clothing to keep her warm. Black scarf around her neck and tight black gloves. All black clothes are waterproof.
Konoha Headband Location: Around her neck
Actions: Stopped at the south area of the streets and waiting for her teammates
Out of Caffine:
Wolfe Whitehorn
GalagaHero
Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2016 5:43 pm
Tsubaki Yamanaka
Genin x Medic/Sensor x Medical License/Resolution x 425/425 x 75/75
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXTsubaki had frozen a bit when he grabbed her wrist, and stared at him like a deer in headlights as he spoke. Knowing her options were limited to avoid a fight, she simply laughed it off, apologizing as they continued forward. She knew it was the right response when he snorted and shook it off. He walked just ahead of her, but she didn't take it as a slight.
She wondered, briefly, if her studies of the mind had lead her to make the right decision earlier. She was constantly thinking about how to stop conflicts, because the prowess of the Yamanaka could get out of hand (and out of head) too quickly. She inclined her head to Hiro as he opened the door for her. "Thank you," she said as she lifted her blouse sleeves.
Teksuyo traveled the streets at a relaxed pace as if he wasn't cut up and needed a little bit of medical attention. The cut could get infected and what not but Tekki's happy-go-lucky attitude seemed to disregard that fact. Teksuyo continues to the hospital.
[Exit]
Ryo : 0 | AC : 0
Weapons:Wakizashi
Items: x8 Shuriken x6 Kunai
Justu:
▬▬┤|N i n j u t s u Maruton: {Start with the following six only} • Henge no Jutsu [ Transformation Technique ] • Kawarimi no Jutsu [ Substitution Technique ] • Bushin no Jutsu [ Clone Technique ] • Suimen Hokou no Waza [ Act of Water Surface Walking ] • Kinobori no Waza [ Act of Tree Climbing ] • Kai [ Release ]
Raiton • Nagare Tensou no Jutsu [ Current Transfer Technique ]
Suiton • Mizu Tate no Jutsu [ Water Shield Technique ]
Fuuton • Tobidougu Soujuu no Jutsu [ Projectile Control Technique ]
Ranton •
▬▬┤|G e n j u t s u • ▬▬┤|T a i j u t s u
• {Stage progression / techniques learned} ▬▬┤|B u k i j u t s u
{Hagane no Shunkan} •_S t a g e O n e [ E ] Basic Stab Rank: X :: Trained As E Description: A thrust with the blade of the weapon. In addition to mildly increasing the strength of the blow, this allows the blade to be retrieved more swiftly. This strike is treated as complex when interacting with other techniques. {Sobagai Deba Sentou} • Offensive Style: Artless Draw Practice :: Rank D The practitioner has better developed their ability to pull their blade straight from its resting place to an offensive slash.
★ ▌With the cart in hand, Hiro began the trek back to the Gauntlet. This time very much companion-less. The chilly night air seemed to have sent most of Kohona's inhabitants out for the rest of the night, with only a few patrol out watching over the city. Still, a worry began to cloud his mind. The announcement for all Genin. Technically that meant him as well, though even now he refused to acknowledge the headband, that sacred artifact of rank. Maybe he should have left with Tsubaki.
The thoughts of deciding whether or not to join the others with training drew out a faster pace from Hiro. Even with a good amount of charcoal being pushed, it was definitely quicker than the modest stroll he had with Tsubaki. The long straight path crossing through the village was overtaken rather quickly as he made the final turn to the Brass Gauntlet, seeing the plumes rising overhead with a lighter gray than at the twilight of the afternoon. Soon, he had reached the building, pulling the heavy door open before scooting the cart backward inside.
Village:KonohagakureGeninRankbiggrinChakra: 360/360 Stamina: 140/140Genjutsu // Tamer Hands in his pocket under his shawl he roams the east side of the streets. Kite was still feeling bad about the team chemistry that the two of teamatates shared. He thought it was unfortunate that they couldn't get along together, but he thought that it was up to them to get the act together. Having such relationships would jepordize other missions in the long run, no matter how difficult or easy they may seem. He casually glanced around, acting as a normal civilian, talking to other people every so often. he found nothing strange and no crimes were committed that he'd have to report. He sigh from relief and made his way back to the Hokage Monument to report his progress.
★ ▌The emptied cart, save for the burlap sacks which once held charcoal, made pushing through the streets much easier as a light powder started to fall around Hiro. It began to give the worker a slight chill. Each breath was visible, escaping his nose in twin huffs. The night had gotten much colder than expected. His hands began to shake from the cold, with every bump in the sidewalk rippling his hands that much more. He double-timed the walk, leaving a trail from the wheels and his footsteps in the snow as he briskly pushed through the night. The last turn caught him the hardest, with a light yet firmly aware breeze hitting him square. The brisk pace turned into a near-jog, as he finally reached the Winding Crown.
★ ▌Cold. No, past that. Damn cold at this point. Going from hot to cold, hot to cold between building runs was only making each temperature reduction on Hiro's skin more apparent. It would be a blistering cold night, and the handyman couldn't wait to warm up. While he rarely took the route around the back end of the village, he knew it was a straightaway and a cut inward on the right street and he would be home safe. Then again, that nagging thought of joining in on Genin Dojo training remained prodding the back of his mind. Should he go? Was he even allowed? Hiro still had yet to fully accept the headband, the symbol of being a genin-class ninja of Kohona. The great badge of notoriety in the village. Yet he was...technically.
Choices...
The thought focused his attention away from the chill that invaded his spine every time the wind gusted against his back. Sleep or train. Home or dojo. Should he remain a working stiff forever, or really pursue the path of the righteous, beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and tyrannies of the evil ninja powers that be. A hard choice and a hard life existed with either choice. Damn adulting decisions.
As he walked past the base of the mountain overlooking the village, he looked up to the back of the Hokage's Office building, Two stood about leaning against the railing. No doubt more ninjas keeping eyes on the world below. Hiro's brow slanted in the cold. He turned his head back down the path. Home and sleep would have to wait. Tonight, he decided, he'd train. This world only knew fists and magic. If he wanted respect in his crafts, then he'd just have to beat them in theirs.
~Riki patrolled the streets as he commanded, but since the other two left before him, he only had one direction to take, the West. Now, he was often around the west side, naturally being that he had a rough childhood. Everyone had ambitions, but being lecture on giving up his really pissed him off. But he knew she was right. He sighed and continues patrolling. He was weak, but hopefully strong enough to hold of attackers.~ "So... there was really no point to this after all. Guess I'll head back."
~Soon after patrolling for a while, talking with a few civilian and watching out for anything suspicious, he headed back towards the monument.~
￥ Ryo: 2000 | AC: 0
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Weapons:O-Wakizashi Items:N/A Justu:N/A Mission: Patrol the village: Done Busy:
★ ▌The cold hit Hiro square in the face as he walked out of the dojo and back into the night air. It burned him with searing pain in the injured shoulder. Back to the Gauntlet he went, though this time, the path was slower. Each breath he took, the frigid air singed his nose with frost. Each breath, deep and plentiful, gasping inwardly from the chill at his damaged wing. He kept it close to his body, afraid to move it too much, the right arm remained pressed with a bend around his stomach. Every movement was labored.
Silence filled the night. The occasional passerby walked about, on their way to a destination. Or perhaps a simple patrol. Most, however, paid no attention to the wounded handyman. The straightaways of roads leading to the final destination of the Brass Gauntlet felt ominously long. Or maybe it was just Hiro's regret to meeting with the other Genin. He was in no shape to play ninja with the other scrubs. No, before he could do anything, he'd need to get his shoulder back into place. Or rest. Perhaps rest could help alleviate the pain.
Hiro decided to go home, back to the empty apartment that counted as his residence. He drew a long bath, and using some of his clothes, made a makeshift sling, wrapping his arm up into it, before yanking it awkwardly back into place. Afterward, he soaked the shoulder in the water.
A few hours later, dawn breached the horizon above Hokage Rock. He left the apartment and made his way down the streets to the Gauntlet once more. After a time, he made it, catching sight of the loudmouth that shouted for him in the Dojo.
Ｍｏｏｄ: Pain _ Ｔｅｃｈｎｉｑｕｅｓ Ｕｓｅｄ: The Electric Boogaloo _ Ｐｒｏｆｉｌｅ: To Hiro Ｏｕｔ Ｏｆ Ｃｈａｒａｃｔｅｒ:
Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2016 8:03 pm
Chōumei Sue Akamichi || Rank :: Konohagakure | Title: Genin | Rank: D || Class :: Performer/ Bukijutsu || Chakra :: 400/400 || Stamina :: 180/180
食 Hitting the streetz~ (with a Z), Chōumei would lead her squad into covering the streets of the residential area before heading deeper into the apartment complexes. Given Yasu-chin's game plan being laid out before reaching the area Chōumei wouldn't ave to say a word to her squad-mates for them to organize the plan "Alright ~, lets focus up and keep our eyes peeled for anything suspicious. Osu. Maybe if we do well on this mission they'll ave a feast in out honor or something. I don't know, but I'm gonna wanna go out for some eats afta this, you guys down?" Chōumei's thoughts would seem to lucidly flow from her as she was both trying to focus on the task at hand but her mind as it always did had something of a drift into distant thoughts as well. Yet her body seemed to move on task. She had split from Yasu-chin but with her large weapon on her back and her given bravado in her posture and way of walking she drew attention. Her position was some what in the middle of an intersection of people an she'd give the obvious appearance of keeping a look out. Though. this was done with some reservation to trying to blend in the aid to giving the enemy the assumption that they were still effectively behaving like ninja simply patrolling. Moving to an Alleyway on her own Chōumei would scale a building to get to higher ground climbing the fire escape. There were easier ways, but this kept her from expending any unnecessary energy she'd need to conserve for later.
"I've taken a higher perch on the area guys but lets keep moving through and see if we can't spot them before they spot us. If not, let your reflexes and training guide you but fal back on Yasu-chin's instructions for regrouping. We'll, cover this area until we're sure it's clear. Tsuchan and Kiru-chan your sensing ability can cover more ground than we can for chakra signature big enough to be a possible threat. Ground crew, I, and Yasu-chin will check out whatever we can't get eyes on easily that you sense to be suspicious. Once we're done we'll move on to the apartment complexes." ((OOC: )
￥ Ryo: 500 | ￥ AC: 1,250
Passives/Attributes: • Learn Ninjutsu one [1] post faster. [ Academy] • Learn Genjutsu one [1] post faster [Academy] • Learns Bukijutsu one [2] post faster. [ DoJo] • Learns Taijutsu one [1] post faster. [ Dojo]
• Emotional Content: The user is able to make fantastic illusions appear by performing on their instrument. This ability comes at the cost of not being able to perform ninjutsu through use of performance or instrument. Can perform B rank genjutsu and lower at Gennin.
•Weapon Specialist: The user Gains a free custom weapon slot, while forsaking the ability to learn ninjutsu for the ability to learn more than 1 rigorous style (styles still count for 2 slots). With their inability to learn ninjutsu, they get to learn [1] additional bukijutsu style for every 10 ninjutsu slots their were supposed to acquire. Their depth and devotion to the weapon arts allows their skill to increase with every rank allowing their weapons to cut through defensive bukijutsu techniques of the same rank.
• Walking Contradiction: Chōsu has oddly no trouble when it comes to performing genjutsu, contradicting and overriding her clans normal weakness in this area, and all ninjutsu and genjutsu slots are compounded into genjutsu, yet learning genjutsu does take one [1] more post for her than others. (not conflicting with buki discipline b/c she "would of" had them)
• Prodigious martial-Artist!: Chōsu has a large and curvy build and flexible physical shape that allows her to learn and practice most any(soft or hard) Buki or Tai-jutsu style rigorous or not with just one [1] slot. Provided her curvy physique has the benefit of mass for hard-style, and springy flexibility for soft-style. (though purely light-weight styles are restricted when heavy) Yet this is a taxing task in terms of the time it takes to learn these Jutsu increasing learning requirements by one [1] post.
• The Hunter's Instinct: Can always find The [Chakra Virus] monster in the general direction from her location.
• Basic Stance Physical :: E :: training The user holds their weapon at the belly button level, with the tip of the blade pointing at their opponents throat. This is a simple, but aggressive stance.
★ ▌The audacity which Hiro had the unfortunate privilege of encountering moments ago still soured the already dampened mood of Hiro Tanaka. Seething bile of venomous distaste was the feelings he got for his two so-called "comrades" at arms, Nishimoto Kentaro and the one everybody else referred to as "Teksuyo." Complimenting that was the boisterous, pompous, pretentious, and quite frankly flamboyant Fearless Leader, Nakicho Genshukuna. All he saw from that guy was a desperation to woo anything he thought had tits and a pretty face. And as far as Hiro could see, the other two would wind up with an arm lobbed off from trying to be all the badass they could be, before they even go onto a real battlefield. Was this Hatake and his precious little secretary's idea of making Hiro's life a living hell? If so, they had done a pretty good ******** job by now.
For the handyman, Hiro decided that if these twerps really were so desperate for an a**-whipping, then he'd have to give them one. However, there was a far greater plot of business which needed attending before he would bother to head to the dojo, the presumed meeting place for this collaboration of neanderthals. The Hokage's office. Two of the missives he had in hand had been completed. Though he may not have needed to do so at that time, compulsions to complete the tasks at hand from start to finish got the better of him. Best announce the completion now. While it was fresh. While some other jackass couldn't attempt to say that the jobs didn't get done.
Besides, with the library in one of the floors of the Office building, maybe Hiro could find a way to kill two birds with one stone.
Ｍｏｏｄ: Still pretty pissed off _ Ｔｅｃｈｎｉｑｕｅｓ Ｕｓｅｄ: N/A _ Ｐｒｏｆｉｌｅ: To Hiro Ｏｕｔ Ｏｆ Ｃｈａｒａｃｔｅｒ: Necro, I'm quoting you in case you wanted to follow Hiro. If so, we can post as I make my way to the dojo. If not, okay.
NecroPlant
Posted: Wed Apr 06, 2016 11:23 pm
Theme Song-Sabat ★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★ Clone "You know Tanaka-kun, continuing to behave as you do now, will lead to an incredibly lonely future." Nakicho had sent a clone to follow the boy. He did the same for the other two. The watchful eye of a supervisor as they say. The flamboyant figure was running directly parallel of the boy across the rooftops. He no doubt had sent this clone to make sure the boy attended the rendezvous. Seeing as Hiro's words had heavy implication of possibly ditching their arranged meeting. However, the clone had another purpose. An attempt to delve into understanding Hiro, whilst also remaining distanced, the real Nakicho shielded from his direct venomous attitude. Seeing as what sane person would intentionally subject themselves to such? Unless you were some sort of masochist of course.
"I suppose you're under no orders to share this with me, but you seem to have this insatiable loathing within you, it's unhealthy for a boy your age to already be brimming with such contempt. Why is this?" The way the clone spoke made it obvious that the individual Hiro was talking to was not the well groomed sparkling leader. Unless of course Hiro fully believed he emotionally destroyed the man in every aspect. It's volume was monotonous to say the least only sharing the high lows of the real mans voice.
❀ C H A K R A ┆ 300/315x❀ S T A M I N A ┆315/315x❀ A C ┆ 2300x❀ R Y O ┆ 2750xxxxxxxxxxxxxx ┆ ❀ Bukijutsu Specialist ┆ ❀ Oba-san ┆ ❀ Fuuton / Doton ┆ ❀ D-ranked Genin ┆xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
P a s s i v e s : : > Honzon Sutansu [Idol Stance]:Nakichō's style of combat revolves around garnering attention. To do so Nakichō developed the Honzon Sutansu. The Idol stance suppresses pain entirely through will power and false bravado showing complete control over one's mental state of mind. Any pain caused by C rank or lower skills is completely suppressed for the duration of the stance. Suppressing pain caused by a higher ranking skill would require that skills rank in chakra to be expended. I.e B rank requires expenditure of B rank Chakra. While the stance has no sustain cost it ends if the users mental state is compromised and not countered (Genjutsu). Honzon Sutansu Can be used to counteract Genjutsu with sheer Narcissism expending the Genjutsu's rank in Chakra costing a rank higher than a typical Kai. > > >
★ ▌An ever-growingly familiar annoyance sounded from the top of a nearby roof. The sound, more somber than previously, halted Hiro from his brisk pace. A soft grumbling murmur came from the handyman, shifting his head upward to find the source. As he thought. Nakicho. O Fearless Leader had decided to follow him after his departure from he and the other blue-haired brat. Goddammit. Just when he thought he was out. Somebody had to just pull him back in.
Shaking his head still irritated, Hiro turned away from his law-appointed sensei to resume his trek toward the Hokage's Office. "What? Couldn't find another female to hit on, or did you just come to give me more of your 'glorious pearls of wisdom'?" Clearly, Hiro's vitriol had not reached its limits with the man or the group for that matter. Still, Nakicho chose to tail him from atop the roofs, keeping higher ground. Hiro turned the corner, seeing a clear path to the Hokage's office in the nearing distance. The babbling bum was the least of his concerns. Why not go after the two that actually wanted his company? What was so hard with just letting Hiro be, and let the man handle his own business, instead of trailing him like a creeping stalker.
A better question, which puzzled Hiro for the moment. Why did this guy care so much to try and learn about him. Using words as he did, the implications would have been baffling if not for the fact adrenaline still flowed in his veins from enragement. "Contempt? What the ******** do you know about contempt?" Hiro scowled without missing a step. He said nothing to the guy on the roof following his every move, though his pace picked up A couple minutes later, he reached the wall surrounding the Office building, seeeing its spherical foundation tower upward as the pillar of the community.
Enterin through the doorway, he turned his head, catching sight of the silvery-headed leader. "Go piss off, and leave me alone." Not exactly the makings of a catchphrase for the unruly all-Kohonan working class stiff. But it would get the point across to most, as he entered the building.
Ｍｏｏｄ: Irritable _ Ｔｅｃｈｎｉｑｕｅｓ Ｕｓｅｄ: N/A _ Ｐｒｏｆｉｌｅ: To Hiro Ｏｕｔ Ｏｆ Ｃｈａｒａｃｔｅｒ: You can talk. My next post will be in the office.
NecroPlant
Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2016 5:44 pm
Theme Song-Sabat ★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★★·.·´¯`·.·★ Clone "I know enough to tell when it's directed at a particular group of people. Whether it's other men, older individuals, or people with authority...I've yet to discern. Certainly it couldn't be shinobi." The clones vision never left front facing direction it was in. As the boy picked up pace, so did the clone. It seemed Hiro hadn't discerned that it was not the real Nakicho. His words of spite would have no impact as it seemed the clone presented itself as already emotionally destroyed. Well they'd have no impact until the clone was dealt with...
"You and I both know I can't do that. Not when I'm responsible for your well being." The clone said with arms crossed as Hiro opened the door to the office. However, the clone would give the boy 'space'. It would remain in the doorway keeping a watchful eye on his actions but never getting close enough within arms length. If Hiro would change floors, or enter another the clone would follow with a brisk paced steps and always remain just within vision of the boy either loitering in the doorway or at the top of a staircase. Leave him alone? No the clone would not do that, not willingly at least.~moving to office
❀ C H A K R A ┆ 300/315x❀ S T A M I N A ┆315/315x❀ A C ┆ 2300x❀ R Y O ┆ 2750xxxxxxxxxxxxxx ┆ ❀ Bukijutsu Specialist ┆ ❀ Oba-san ┆ ❀ Fuuton / Doton ┆ ❀ D-ranked Genin ┆xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
P a s s i v e s : : > Honzon Sutansu [Idol Stance]:Nakichō's style of combat revolves around garnering attention. To do so Nakichō developed the Honzon Sutansu. The Idol stance suppresses pain entirely through will power and false bravado showing complete control over one's mental state of mind. Any pain caused by C rank or lower skills is completely suppressed for the duration of the stance. Suppressing pain caused by a higher ranking skill would require that skills rank in chakra to be expended. I.e B rank requires expenditure of B rank Chakra. While the stance has no sustain cost it ends if the users mental state is compromised and not countered (Genjutsu). Honzon Sutansu Can be used to counteract Genjutsu with sheer Narcissism expending the Genjutsu's rank in Chakra costing a rank higher than a typical Kai. > > >
For something like this he would normally keep quite a high pace but then again. Racing though the area wasnt the objective. No, making a presence felt was the objective. So he started walking straight down the street in full view of everyone with his headband in full view as well. Pulling a kunai from his holster on his right thigh he absently flipped it between his fingers before tossing it into the air and returning it to the finger flipping once more. Chuckling mentally he smiled and began,"Tell ya what Chou-chan. We walk away from this one all alive an well an I will cook all the food you can eat back at my place. Call it a celebration in honor of your first mission yea? Im thinking, grilled beef, some fish and pork, with some onigiri, mochi balls, maybe some yakisoba or some udon. Watcha think Chou-chan, sound good? Oh and beef tempura." Contrary to popular belief, Yasu was a damn good cook. Having grown up around his mother so much he learned each and every recipe she knew as well as the ones his grandmother had taught him.
