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Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2017 5:01 am
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Name: Taylor Aburame Rank: Genin Personality theme music: Amygdala Chakra: 350 Stamina: 150 Misery's End chakra: 250 Kikkaichu pact level: 40
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Taylor was at the gates before sunup. Another sleepless night. Not for lack of trying. It made her grumpy, testy, and all around moody and more talkitive. She was in her full combat suit. The silk weave concealed black ribbing shorts and a tank top, but was ultimately much more effective than Flak jackets. She was leaning crossarmed in the shadows, her bugs weaving silk line, braiding it in concise motions. She had taken the time to gather certain supplies, however no food or water for herself. She could get that easy enough through her clans secrets. Her mask covered everything but the back of her head, letting her hair flow free.
While he hive worked , so did taylor. She was accessing her chakra network and linking a fair amount directly into her hives food stores in offering. She would complete the pact, liking tired and slumped when people arrived.
Kikaichū Fūin [ Destruction Bug Host Contract Seal ] Learned. 40 chakra sacrificed to pact.
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Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2017 6:27 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2017 9:30 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2017 10:15 pm
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Ichiryu Senju ↱◉ Village: Konohagakure / ◉ Title: Genin / ◉ Rank: C-Rank/ ◉ Clan: Senju/ ◉ Chakra/Stamina: 715/165 ______________________________________________________________
Ichiryu hearing what this guy is saying; he is trying his absolute best not not laugh or change is expression. "You realize I am being sarcastic right? You so got to losen up. We have several hours before the mission starts." As much as it is fun to pull this guys leg and even more fun to fustrate this guy and Ichiryu could, but is isn't fun if he goes along too easily or expected."I appreciate the escort and I am very greateful that you and your squad will be accompany me on my travel bake to the Leaf Village. It really is unfortuante though," he paused with unvertainty. He could have enjoyed staying here. "Wish I could stay. There is so many things to enjoy." He looked up at the night sky thinking of the food that he could have feasted, the enviornment that he could have trained and meditated in, the women, ESPECIALLY THE WOMEN, that he could have seen.
He turned to Kenshin with a friendly expression, thinking that maybe relaxing is what's good for this guy. "You know what, before you leave after escorting me. I should take you and the squad to a place of paradise." Ichiryu speaks the truth. It is paradise, FOR MEN. A place that dreams happen and come true, the luscious hot springs of Konoha.
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Posted: Fri Jul 14, 2017 4:48 am
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Name: Taylor Aburame Rank: Genin Personality theme music: Amygdala Chakra: 310 (350) Stamina: 150 Misery's End chakra: 250 Kikkaichu pact level: 40
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Taylor tilted her head back, the poreous mask allowing the airflow from the breeze to circulate through her costume. It liced at her slightly damp skin and made her shives bodily as she got goosebumps. She had finally settled from making her pact, but it left her looking a little winded. She decided to check her Kikkaichu bugs progress on her coard. 3 lines of 20 foot, each braided with 5 stands of silk. Perhaps overkill. It would be stronger than steel Cable. She took a small spindle from a pouch on her left hip and wound the coard around it into a spool. She did that for all three lines, sorting them back in the same pouches for quick access. She could "feel" the presence of her hidden partner rather than hear or see her. The sounds she let out were below the range of normal human hearing, issuing a command for Tattle. She felt the huntress disappear into the woods, keeping a close distance from Taylor yet not so close as to be seen. Fairly impressive for a trap door spider as big as a large breed dog. She nestled a free Kikkaichu into its body, for further tracking purposes.
She decided then to start amassing her forces, recycling her chakra through her bugs to begin a breeding process and sending out a small Swarm of 500 to disappear in all directions around her person. She started letting the information flow in, caught bits of a conversation between the vip and her squad leader. The man bothered her but she could work with him. She caught the word paradise from the auburn haired boy, caught some words from a few homeless urchins, busy plundering another homeless mans bags. She left them be. Not a threat, not any real problem. She left a few in the vicinity of her teammates, staying where she was and being antisocial as usual. The rest were sent out into the woods, fanning out into a veritable tide of small unseen scouts. Those that were left she began cycling in and out of her hive, weaving silk cloth as they went, wrapping it steadily around a long pole that are would end up keeping, found next to a dumpster.
Drone deployment learned Materials made: 60 feet silk cable 1 bolt of dragline silk cloth. 1x30 yards
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Posted: Fri Jul 14, 2017 8:03 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 14, 2017 8:18 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 26, 2017 10:34 am
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Posted: Wed Jul 26, 2017 7:26 pm
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『 ≈ 』 "Gate Keeper"
The Father Gates are built as a part of the titanic walls that encircle the basin the village exists within, and the Gate Keeper was the main individual in charge of monitoring all traffic and paperwork associated with it. With stone walls eighty feet thick that flare out to an astounding two hundred feet across at the gates themselves, with a height of two hundred feet, climbing over breaking through becomes nearly impossible, but that doesn't stop guards being perched atop the terrifying height, looking out for miles around them
The gates themselves are rigged to have three, thirty foot thick, stone doors that slide into the walls at their sides, allowing an opening thirty feet across - meaning multiple carts may be given access at one time - though the gates are nearly never opened larger than ten feet at any one time. Now was such a time only a small opening was permitted, with guards checking cargo and paperwork of those coming in, to later be filled into a logbook proper.
A group of young Genin approaching the gate was of course noticed...
The Gate Keeper stepped forward, their main desk of operations for the day only to the side of where the great gates slide inside the basin walls, in a small hut-like building fused to the wall itself. The mask and outfit revealed nothing about their identity. Just behind them was a friendly-faced Chuunin holding a clipboard.
"Welcome home!" The chuunin cheered behind the imposing figure. "Have you still got your mission papers on you?" They asked, a pen poised over the blank entry slot on the form they're holding.
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Posted: Thu Jul 27, 2017 8:06 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 30, 2017 2:58 pm
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