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 Posted: Tue May 10, 2011 1:52 am
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• Kumogakure • Genin • Chakra : 235 •
Who's the baddest of the bad!? the maddest of the mad!?
Tenrai went to an empty space on the dojo grounds, he went to a training dummy and took a fighting stance. "Despite that trip being so damn long, It wasn't a waste after all. I'll thank Kein when's he's back." Tenrai recalled his research, "Stage three of the Kaiser Fist, just two techniques, this'll be quick." He sent a quick small burst of chakra through his left arm, upon reaching his hand he delivered a quick downward chop to the dummy's arm. "Hey, this is really simple, I'll be finished in no time."
[1/4] [Grand Backhand]
Tenrai focused his chakra through his right arm now, and repeated the chopping motion. He kept on doing so till he felt the technique was perfect.
[2/4]
He now switched between his right and left arm, constantly chopping at the dummy till it was reduced to tiny bits of wood. Now he could easily push his chakra through his arms fast.
[3/4]
Tenrai repeated the move one more time, just to really make sure he perfected it. After which he went to another training dummy.
[4/4] [Grand Backhand - Learned]
Taking a bit to recall the next technique, Tenrai crossed his arms and closed his eyes. He wasn't really paying attention when reading this part.
Then it came to him "Oh right, Surprise Straight." He positioned himself in front of the dummy, took a stance and repeated the same burst of chakra he would do for Grand Backhand, but with his hands in a fist. "Woah! It went so fast I couldn't even see it" Tenrai amazed with the amazing speed, began to punch the training dummy continuously. The jutsu was so simple he didn't have much trouble learning it at all. He was thinking the Kaiser Fist style was rather simple, yet deadly.
[1/4] [Surprise Straight]
Tenrai focused on the speed of the punch, trying to figure out the exact amount of chakra to make a punch go crazy fast, yet still save enough to continue doing it.
[2/4]
He was starting to get the exact punch he needed, one that used just enough chakra. He kept punching, switching right with left after every punch. Trying also to get his arms used to the speed they're experiencing.
[3/4]
Tenrai was almost finished, he let out a flurry of punches. He slowed down bit by bit until he finished off the dummy with one final punch. "Finally! No more silly techniques, time for something which can really KILL." Tenrai grinned evilly, but he lay down on the ground for a bit. He went overboard with the Surprise Straight and used up a lot of chakra.
[4/4] [Learned Surprise Straight]
Me! the most hardcore asskicker to ever walk the face of the planet! |
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2011 4:24 am
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• Kumogakure • Genin • Chakra : 235 •
Who's the baddest of the bad!? the maddest of the mad!?
With not much else to do, Tenrai continued training. "Time for some real jutsu." Tenrai slowly built up chakra, pushing large amounts around his body.
[1/6]
Tenrai started focusing his chakra into an armor, even more dense and focused then his previous one. The intense amount he was using was pushing him to the limit, but he forced himself to go on and stabilize it.
[2/6]
At this point, Tenrai's white chakra started to show, it wrapped around his entire body tightly. He felt the strength coming from the armor, even incomplete, and smiled. He was surprised, the feeling from using it was even greater than his previous armor. But the chakra felt almost like it was resisting being controlled, though Tenrai still continued to mold his chakra. He needed to learn this jutsu.
[3/6]
"Just a little more!" Tenrai was starting to get the hang of things. The control he had on his chakra improved from a while ago and it seemed to flow through to where he wanted it to go slightly easier. The white aura surrounding him was crackling, showing his affinity for lightning chakra. Though the armor itself still was very basic in nature.
[4/6]
The Invigorating Armor was starting to completely stabilize, his white chakra shrouded him, he felt his strength increasing each moment he was using it.
[5/6]
The armor was finished, Tenrai could feel his chakra pulsing through his entire body. "Hehehe, maybe just one more jutsu, then I'll go do a mission or something."
[6/6] [Null Release : Invigorating Armor learned]
Me! the most hardcore asskicker to ever walk the face of the planet! |
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2011 5:38 am
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2011 7:52 am
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2011 9:07 am
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2011 9:16 am
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2011 12:06 pm
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Somewhere along the way, she got sidetracked by the sweet aroma of goods. By goods she meant the usual junk Doki sustained herself by. Cup noodles, cakes, and such were such. They were under the bag she held and yet she could not recall why she was walking towards the Dojo with her damp ambition.
"Why was I coming here again..?" She asked herself as she stuffed a roll of creamy bread within one cheekside. With her half swelled face, she looked about and immediately gulped at the sight of Sypher, flushing down the savory taste and was left with bitterness. What's he doing here? Then she remembered. Her shoulders sank and her head tipped back in a sigh. He mentioned that he was going to join her, but not before he would get his own affairs in order. Whatever they were. She stood in her spot, fumbling a little with her bag and her head shaking in every direction. Where to hide it..where to hide it... Doki obviously meant the bag of junk food, for if she was caught with it here, he would probably say something nasty about her timely habits.
From a sideways glance from her position, he looked like he was immobile. From her distance, she was not very sure but assumed that he was day dreaming. "Goodbye, my dears.." The gennin sighed, furiously rubbing at the back of her head and- A sudden thought came to her. Doki didn't have to dispose of them. Quickly, she folded the paper bag and stuffed the rest into her small gym bag. "Yosh." She took this moment of confidence to tighten her forehead protector with dancing fingers against crippled laces.
Her feet skirted in tip toes from behind him. Her chin lifted up with much smugness. Her collar had been folded down over her shoulders which bore her cheeky expression. She coughed curtly before placing a cupped hand over her mouth. "Hem'hem. GOOD, MORN-EENG, My honey!" In the most fake and ridiculous accent her throat could sing.
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2011 12:59 pm
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2011 1:15 pm
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Her jokeful pride came to a depressing halt at his calm demeanor. Her brows thudded with the rest of her expression now dropping to a sleepier state. Thin lips pursed at his firm opposition and she thought how boring the whole effort was in the end. She cleared her throat and shifted her duffel bag a little more behind her shoulders and more behind her back. "You're not that much older either, I think. But if hearing endearing nicknames tickle your cold fronted walls, then I guess I can settle for something more formal. " She said with weak exasperation. Blinking now, Doki caught air of his suspicion. Through avian-like eyes, she observed his soft movements. From behind his side, Doki also noticed a bulgy bag. Before she would assume, he would have to be dealt with. Her temples squeezed to confirm the right expression.
"..Ah, I made you wait again. I'm so sorry, Sir. Well this time I couldn't help it. You see, I went to Little Ladies room."
[[editted]] |
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2011 1:24 pm
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2011 1:48 pm
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By his casual offering, Doki stood studying the bag before accepting it with both hands. Doki did not know why but she knew it was custom to take gifts through proper respect by accepting with both hands. Usually. After about a few sleepy blinks, she scrolled her eyes back up at him. Less hostile than they usually were but confused. Her throat had difficulty pumping out some questionable words. "..Thank you." Her voice let off quietly before opening the bag. Her pride often relied on cracking others down in any sort of way. Doki knew more than anyone else that she wasn't quite fit to be the best comedian. Even so, seeing people on the brink of tears through pure ridiculousness gave her relish. Knowing that a weapon so simple could be potent enough to break someone down. Just kidding. Something like that.
"No, I guess not... Holy- You gave me a whole picnic set.." Grumbled the girl under stressed joy as her head and hand already delved into the meat buns, shaded under the lid of the box of course. It was about a quarter of a minute later when she recalled his question about her age. Her head then perked up and began to brush away scraps of meat with her gloves. "Fwortheeh.. ..Kack! Four-Fourteen." She attempted to say before gulping down the bits of steamed fruit, dough, and sugary sweets. It was relatively tasty...at first. At the corners of her eyes, tiny beads of water formed from her incapable endurance to piping down the steam all at once. Blinking them off, she croaked; "Whatta'bout you?"
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2011 1:54 pm
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2011 2:12 pm
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At his response, she coughed a bit before moving her gaze away from him and towards the rest of her steam bun. What a glutton.. But fairly impressive. Through contested stock-piling, she was willing to give him that. The feeling was now neutral. He's thoughtful, being fairly young himself. Doki occasionally added to his plus points while thinking. Suddenly alarmed by his next sentence, her eyes blared out her multi-colored irises which looked back at him. Slowly, her surprise reclined enough for the gennin to doubt. "Is it really ok to lie to your pupil, Sypher-san? Nice one, you almost had me going though." She said, chomping down and exhaling the steam. She turned the other cheek with a twitching eye on the opposite. "Please, if I was hurt, I'd be speaking with my ancestors. "
Cripes, 12? I mean, that's damn near prodigious.. |
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2011 2:23 pm
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