As he let up his wall of electricity her taijutsu burst through it disabling it. Six chakra orbs infused with ration hit him square in the chest and stomach. Disabling him for a moment allowing her to finish this. Controlling the iron sand underneath him she moved in for the last move. The iron sand burst upward to grip his hands firmly so that he couldn't make hands signs as the chakra orbs hit him. With the ration stunning him as it hit him she would be able to do this. Once the iron sand latched onto his hands it grappled his legs and quickly moved over his entire body entrapping him within a cocoon of sorts keeping him still for her.
Within the same moment that he became wrapped within the iron sand she would throw her fist overhead. Shifting her weight and appearing as if she was performing a swimming stroke. However just as her fist was going to connect to his head she stopped and let out a deep breath. In her mind she had won this battle already. She let the iron sand down allowing him free movement as she took off her helmet. The jutsu upon her hands dissipated as she stepped back and ran a hand through her hair curious as to what he was going to do.
valbjorn
XAyame_HatakeX
Winterwolf78
[Techniques: Iron Sand Manipulation - B, Mortar Shell - B ] [Chakra: 185/425][Stamina: 45/205] [15 Kunai] [30 High Density Smoke Pellets]
[Passives]
Sobagai Deba Sentou
Offensive Style: Knife Stances Practice :: Rank E The user becomes more accustomed to upward, downward, and sideways slashing motions. Increasing the speed in which they can be performed by a moderate margin.
Offensive Style: Simple Play Practice :: Rank E With this practice, the user is able to more comfortably switch between upward, downward, and sideways slashing motions in a pinch.
Trick Style: Knife Toss Practice :: Rank D The practitioner has developed a greater sense of precision- able to throw, juggle, and catch their knives by the hilt with ease. ( Only by the hilt, not the tip of the blade. )
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.
Offensive Style: Two-fer-One Practice :: Rank C The practitioner is now accustomed to performing techniques they have mastered with either one or two knives.
Trick Style: Retreating Feet Practice :: Rank B The practitioner, already frequented by many techniques in the style, has finally realized that with a little bit of personal training, they are able to increase the precision and speed at which they lift and press their feet. This not only assists their ability to sneak up on people faster and quieter, but also helps when running from trackers.
Trick Style: Blade's Edge Practice :: Rank B The practitioner has developed an even greater sense of precision- able to throw, juggle, and catch their knives by the tip with ease. Additionally, some projectiles, such as shuriken or kunai, can be caught by their tip.
Western Bursting Fist
Shooter Stance Rank: Training :: D Description:The user enters a stance designed to maximize their punching potential at the cost of their ability to perform any lower body technique (such as a kick) in the same post as one of these techniques from this style. the user takes a foot and stands naturally, putting one side of their body forward while keeping their hands up infront of their head to protect themselves. • If the user is not in this stance and perform a technique from this style, the technique is treated as -1 rank. To clarify, a B rank technique would count as a C rank.
Upgraded Caliber Rank: Training :: B Description:The user has impacted enough on people, a bag, or any other surface worth training their fists. When in the shooter stance, their hand striking power eclipses other ninja not trained in this art, while the The user still receives an upper body striking power increase when outside of the shooter stance.
Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2015 3:33 pm
The Monster of the Mist
Theodin Poe
There is Fenris grim His jaws are open wide The serpent rises from the waves Jormungandr twists and turns, mighty in his wrath The eyes are full of primal hate
Feeling the shots break through his jutsu and hit him, Theo gritted his teeth and his muscles seized up for a few moments, though he was thankful that his armor absorbed most of the physical impact as he fell backwards and felt the iron sand wrap around first his hands and then the rest of his body. He took a deep breath, exhaling a cloud of chakra smoke that coalesced into a black bear, made of storm clouds, just as Asami stopped her attack and let him out of the sandy binding. Looking up at her, he saw her step back and remove her helmet, running her fingers through her hair, and couldn’t help but smile slightly. Pushing backwards off the ground, Theodin rolled as he took flight again, circling around quickly to land back where he had been, his hand resting on the storm bear golem, he stood there watching her from under the armored cowl he wore. Reaching into the hood, he removed his breath mask and goggles, sticking them in his pouch before pushing the hood back to show his face again, smiling slightly, it had been a while since he had seen a genin fight so hard. Walking towards her slowly, the golem lagging a pace behind, he’d be the first one to speak, “Good match, Asami, all the strength that I saw and admired in you during the UHV attack and more.” Theo would glance back at the large storm bear, not wanting it to appear to intimidating or anything, and give it a stern look. The bear golem would plop down on its rear before laying down as Theo would look back at Asami, waiting to see what she would say, then made one more quick comment, with a slight chuckle, placing a hand on her shoulder if she’d let him, “So, where do we go from here?”
Vingthor slays the guardian snake leading to the death twilight of the thundergod Ragnarök awaits as Rank: Jounin / ANBU Class: Ninjutsu Chakra: 1030/ 1430 Sage Chakra: --- / 476 Stamina: 710 / 970
Jutsu / Items Used: Solo Flight 5/10 posts remaining Ranton Bear golem A rank -80
Passives: Hsing-I Pakua: Awareness bonus – 6 stages Ivory Tower of Wind: Upper Body Strength Bonus – 6 stages Jungle Roots (JSJF): footing and stability increased Never an Idle Limb (JSJF): can use legs to attack and defend as well as the arms Panther’s Pounce (JSJF): mundane mobility and kicking power increased Enlightenment
As she watched the storm bear for a split second she rendered it not a threat. She had ways to dispatch it with ease. Even if he came at her this moment. She would put him back down. Even if she were to run out of chakra she would proceed to beat him down with her bare hands. It was in her blood that she never give up within a fight. Even if the odds were against her she would continue on. When he began to speak to her she tuned it out.
Knowing from his body language what he was trying to say. Her eyes scanned the area and she felt a familiar set of hands upon her shoulders. "Great work my child." Her god spoke to her comforting her. "One day you will become one of the strongest shinobi around. Until then you must work towards it. Continue moving forward pushing yourself beyond your limits." Her god finished before he dispersed. Cracking her neck she sighed softly thinking about her future. "I don't know." She said honestly and calmly.
"Let me out of the f***ing bag you a**clown!" A voice shouted within the dojo and her eyes narrowed. "We'll have to take it one day at a time." She told Theo as her Iron sand clone had entered the area. When she created it, it was a samurai. Now it was a something closer to a wolf man. Perhaps giving it the ability to dig for what she wanted. "Mommy!" We found the angry head!" Her son shouted while rushing in dragging his sister by her wrist. "So I see." She spoke softly to her son and then knelt down in front of him. "Were you good for the samurai?" She asked of Tenshi and he shook his head.
This earned a laugh from her and her daughter looked up to her. Asami placed her helmet down and then picked up her daughter. Holding her close she kissed Noriko's forehead. "Can we go play with Daichi now?" Tenshi asked excitedly and Asami placed her daughter back down. "Ask your father if he'll take you. Mommy has to deal with a bad man." She spoke as she looked to the iron sand wolf man. He tossed her the bag and the head inside shouted many profanities. Pulling the head out by his hair he cursed again until he saw who it was. "Looks like the monster found someone to f*** her." The head spoke.
As the Jashinist laughed hysterically his eyes looked over to Theo. "Hey lover boy did you tame her or did she dominate you?" He asked and Asami flicked his forehead. "What the hell?" He growled at her. "We have a lot to talk about. If you want to live then attempt to behave." She spoke firmly and the Jashinist shouted. "I'm not doing s**t for you!" Then as she threw the head back to the iron sand clone she spoke firmly. "Get him to talk." She ordered her clone to which he left with the head.
valbjorn
XAyame_HatakeX
Winterwolf78
[Techniques: ] [Chakra: 185/425][Stamina: 45/205] [15 Kunai] [30 High Density Smoke Pellets]
[Passives]
Sobagai Deba Sentou
Offensive Style: Knife Stances Practice :: Rank E The user becomes more accustomed to upward, downward, and sideways slashing motions. Increasing the speed in which they can be performed by a moderate margin.
Offensive Style: Simple Play Practice :: Rank E With this practice, the user is able to more comfortably switch between upward, downward, and sideways slashing motions in a pinch.
Trick Style: Knife Toss Practice :: Rank D The practitioner has developed a greater sense of precision- able to throw, juggle, and catch their knives by the hilt with ease. ( Only by the hilt, not the tip of the blade. )
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.
Offensive Style: Two-fer-One Practice :: Rank C The practitioner is now accustomed to performing techniques they have mastered with either one or two knives.
Trick Style: Retreating Feet Practice :: Rank B The practitioner, already frequented by many techniques in the style, has finally realized that with a little bit of personal training, they are able to increase the precision and speed at which they lift and press their feet. This not only assists their ability to sneak up on people faster and quieter, but also helps when running from trackers.
Trick Style: Blade's Edge Practice :: Rank B The practitioner has developed an even greater sense of precision- able to throw, juggle, and catch their knives by the tip with ease. Additionally, some projectiles, such as shuriken or kunai, can be caught by their tip.
Western Bursting Fist
Shooter Stance Rank: Training :: D Description:The user enters a stance designed to maximize their punching potential at the cost of their ability to perform any lower body technique (such as a kick) in the same post as one of these techniques from this style. the user takes a foot and stands naturally, putting one side of their body forward while keeping their hands up infront of their head to protect themselves. • If the user is not in this stance and perform a technique from this style, the technique is treated as -1 rank. To clarify, a B rank technique would count as a C rank.
Upgraded Caliber Rank: Training :: B Description:The user has impacted enough on people, a bag, or any other surface worth training their fists. When in the shooter stance, their hand striking power eclipses other ninja not trained in this art, while the The user still receives an upper body striking power increase when outside of the shooter stance.
Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2015 8:48 am
The Monster of the Mist
Theodin Poe
There is Fenris grim His jaws are open wide The serpent rises from the waves Jormungandr twists and turns, mighty in his wrath The eyes are full of primal hate
Theo noticed Asami space out a bit for a minute or so, then raised an eyebrow and nodded slightly when she said she didn’t know and that they’d have to take tings a day at a time, “Yea, I guess you’re right…” he started until he heard the yelling coming from the bag, carried by the iron sand clone, who was followed closely by their children. When The head of the Jashinist looked at him and started giving him a hard time, Theo simply cocked an eyebrow and formed a single handsign, causing a vacuum to form around the head, making the cult member scream out in pain for a few seconds before he ended the jutsu. Theo leaned down towards the head, speaking calmly, “You can say what you want about me, you loud-mouthed sack of death-worshipping scum, but you will show her some respect, especially in front of our kids, or that vacuum sphere will be paradise compared to the pain you’ll experience.”
When Tenshi and Noriko turned to him and asked if they could go play with Daichi, Theo smiled softly, “Yea, sure, let’s go see if we can find Grandma Ayame and Daichi, then.” As he watched Asami toss the Jashinist head-in-a-bag back to the iron sand clone and tell it to get him to talk, Theo turned towards her, “See you later, Asami.” Theo said cheerfully as he walked off with Tenshi and Noriko running along next to him happily. (exit)
Vingthor slays the guardian snake leading to the death twilight of the thundergod Ragnarök awaits as Rank: Jounin / ANBU Class: Ninjutsu Chakra: 1430/ 1430 Sage Chakra: --- / 476 Stamina: 970 / 970
Jutsu / Items Used:
Passives: Hsing-I Pakua: Awareness bonus – 6 stages Ivory Tower of Wind: Upper Body Strength Bonus – 6 stages Jungle Roots (JSJF): footing and stability increased Never an Idle Limb (JSJF): can use legs to attack and defend as well as the arms Panther’s Pounce (JSJF): mundane mobility and kicking power increased Enlightenment
With the spar finished Hikari let out a small sigh, then put her scrolls away. As much as she wanted to train more, a dress wasn't exactly in the best attire for martial arts. Hikari would then leave for the residential district, to find something a bit better suited for the physical arts.
[Exit To] Residential District
>>>Who I'm Interacting With<<<
>>>Techniques Used<<<
>>>O O C<<<
>>>Passives<<<
Kiku +1: Doubled Hearing Range Miru +1: Doubled Sight Range Medical License: -5 Eiseijutsu Cost Specialist (Healing): -5 Eiseijutsu (Healing) Cost
Posted: Mon Sep 28, 2015 9:35 pm
Asami smiled softly as things seemed to be looking well. For once in her life she was calming down again as she let out a soft sigh. Relief flooded through her while she thought of the future. Her and theo were going to have to talk about properly naming the kids. A cold chill shot up her spine as something did not feel right.
Looking around she realized she was the only one in the dojo. Which was highly odd with what time it was. The natural light within the area began to dim and this only caused her further paranoia. This was until her god revealed himself to her. Sighing she smiled to him and walked over to him. Only the chill did not remove itself from her body.
It remained like a painful reminder that she shouldn't trust anyone. However she could trust her god couldn't she? So much confusion overwhelmed her with this. Why didn't she feel at ease around him anymore? "My daughter... I need your help." He spoke gently to her. Pulling her into another dimension she smiled as they were alone.
Without hesitation she answered. "Name it and it shall be done." Earning her another smile from him. "What I'm about to ask of you... is no small task. Should you say no I'll understand... I need your life essence so that I can continue to live." He said with pain in his voice. Standing there she looked at the ground for a bit as he spoke again. "I shouldn't have," But before he could finish she yelled at him.
"How dare you ask something of that magnitude from me!" Closing her hands into fists something hit her hard as her eyes went wide. "Wait, you can't be him! You're," Before she could finish the god smiled viciously and wrapped his hand around her mouth. "I really liked you. All you had to do was say yes and this would have been painless." The god spoke and she was about to use ninjutsu before she felt a crushing pain on both of her hands. Crying out in his hand he held that same smile.
Bringing up her leg she tried to catch him with a round house to the head. All that earned was her being caught in an awkward position as he held her leg. "Do you understand how easy it was to impersonate your god? Praise the sun this. Praise the sun that. Do you think me showing up to help you was coincidence?" He asked her as her heart was racing.
"So there are two ways we can do this. Option 'A', you submit and allow me to absorb your essence willingly making this quick. This earns your children another twenty ten years before I absorb them as well. Option 'B' I just absorb you all that that'll be the end of it." He said as his blank face stared into her eyes. "Hell I'll even give the kids the means to defend themselves against me when the time comes." He threw in as an additional bonus.
Even though it sickened Asami to even think about it. She had to submit to him. She might not be strong enough to defeat him. But she knew without a doubt that Theo, James, and Ayame would make certain that the kids would become strong shinobi. So if this god held his word he'd give them an edge against him as well. Sadistic son of a b***h. "So do we have a deal?" He asked her and she froze. Thinking of Theo in her last moments. Even though their time together was short she did love him. Her heart felt heavy as she thought of him.
She gave him hell and for the smallest of reasons. He deserved better than how she treated him. Thinking about everything she did to him only brought tears to her eyes. Then the children... she wished she could have more time with them. Raise them and teach them her beliefs... about their lineage as well as customs and traditions. About where their family comes from. There was so much she wanted to do with her new family! So many things she hadn't done yet! But then as she stared down the god she steeled herself. He released his hand from her mouth and put her down. "I agree. So long as you swear to give them an edge against you." She growled and he cackled. "Oh where would the fun be if I didn't?" He asked her and he placed a hand on her shoulder.
So many emotions were running through her as she began to disappear. Her body becoming raw energy as they stared each other down. Before her face dispersed into energy she said one last thing. "You're going to die." The last thing she said to him as it took him off guard. Such intensity behind it that even he believed it. As she was fully absorbed he cackled brushing it off.
valbjorn
XAyame_HatakeX
Winterwolf78
[Techniques: ] [Chakra: 185/425][Stamina: 45/205] [15 Kunai] [30 High Density Smoke Pellets]
[Passives]
Sobagai Deba Sentou
Offensive Style: Knife Stances Practice :: Rank E The user becomes more accustomed to upward, downward, and sideways slashing motions. Increasing the speed in which they can be performed by a moderate margin.
Offensive Style: Simple Play Practice :: Rank E With this practice, the user is able to more comfortably switch between upward, downward, and sideways slashing motions in a pinch.
Trick Style: Knife Toss Practice :: Rank D The practitioner has developed a greater sense of precision- able to throw, juggle, and catch their knives by the hilt with ease. ( Only by the hilt, not the tip of the blade. )
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.
Offensive Style: Two-fer-One Practice :: Rank C The practitioner is now accustomed to performing techniques they have mastered with either one or two knives.
Trick Style: Retreating Feet Practice :: Rank B The practitioner, already frequented by many techniques in the style, has finally realized that with a little bit of personal training, they are able to increase the precision and speed at which they lift and press their feet. This not only assists their ability to sneak up on people faster and quieter, but also helps when running from trackers.
Trick Style: Blade's Edge Practice :: Rank B The practitioner has developed an even greater sense of precision- able to throw, juggle, and catch their knives by the tip with ease. Additionally, some projectiles, such as shuriken or kunai, can be caught by their tip.
Western Bursting Fist
Shooter Stance Rank: Training :: D Description:The user enters a stance designed to maximize their punching potential at the cost of their ability to perform any lower body technique (such as a kick) in the same post as one of these techniques from this style. the user takes a foot and stands naturally, putting one side of their body forward while keeping their hands up infront of their head to protect themselves. • If the user is not in this stance and perform a technique from this style, the technique is treated as -1 rank. To clarify, a B rank technique would count as a C rank.
Upgraded Caliber Rank: Training :: B Description:The user has impacted enough on people, a bag, or any other surface worth training their fists. When in the shooter stance, their hand striking power eclipses other ninja not trained in this art, while the The user still receives an upper body striking power increase when outside of the shooter stance.
On the way to the dojo, Hikari would see multiple places being set up. they seemed to contrast the somewhat destroyed areas of the city. Hikari figured she'd go visit one of them, as the festival should be starting soon. First however, she would train a few techniques. Entering the dojo all was quiet in the building as she took a scroll from the racks at the wall, then read some techniques to herself. [1/3]
She didn't want to get too involved with taijutsu, so she only picked out two techniques to try out for now. perhaps she could ask Theodin for some help later. Laying the scroll on the ground, half-open, She would get into a battle stance. [2/3]
Hikari took a step forward and hunkered down. The technique seemed simple enough, as she rotated her hips. This added power to the punch that was then thrown. [3/3 Coiled Snake]
Hikari read the second technique over once again, then got back into her fighting stance. She started by bending one knee and lifting the other up in front of her. She wasn't very in tune with her sense of balance though and fell on her butt. Getting up and dusting herself off, she kept trying until she found how to balance herself better. [1/3]
Once she found her balance, she tried once more and continued on with the rest of the technique. She would then do a front kick. This would be followed by another one, but she needed to get the first one down first. She repeated the first kick several times just to keep her balance steady while shifting weight around. [2/3]
Once she finished with the front kick she would then add a second onto it creating the combo. Hikari would repeat the double kick several times before steping forward and doing another coiling snake just for practice. Hikari would then pack up the scroll and put it away, then head out of the empty dojo to enjoy the festival. [3/3 Extending Rooster]
[Exit]
>>>Who I'm Interacting With<<<
>>>Techniques Used<<<
Coiled Snake Physical :: D The user makes a small step forward, compressing the body like a coiled snake. Rocketing his body forward while twisting his hips, the user rockets a quick punch, front hand or back hand, towards the opponent like a snake. The user usually aims for the face or torso.
Extending Rooster Physical :: D The user sinks their body by bending their knees, while at the same time lifting a single knee about chest level. Shifting their hips forward like in a pendulum motion, the user quickly extends their leg in a powerful front kick aiming for the opponent, quickly followed by another kick by jumping forward with the back leg. This is a versatile technique that can be used to off balance an enemy aiming for the legs or an attacking limb, or go straight through and aim for the enemies face or torso. This technique is very easily followed up by “Coiled snake”.
>>>O O C<<<
>>>Passives<<<
Kiku +1: Doubled Hearing Range Miru +1: Doubled Sight Range Itami Yokusei: Most Pain Suppressed Medical License: -5 Eiseijutsu Cost Specialist (Healing): -5 Eiseijutsu (Healing) Cost
With a gallant stride a man appeared dressed in something far less formal than he was used to. It was true, the Kazekage was at the academy but the facilities there were not tailored to his particular style of combat. Dusting off the flak jacket and tucking the headband underneath it an air of confidence filled the man his thoughts serene and free of worry. Then a rogue squirrel would haphazardly drop a nut. With lightening like reflexes Nakichō pulled out his blade and took a quick step forward blocking the nut and sending smack right into the squirrels face. The feat itself was quite impressive although...there was one problem. ((Kasai: 1/1 Pivoting block Physical : D, Complete)) -5 St
Not a single soul was here. Not a single person to provide encouragement or to dazzle with excellent displays of showmanship. True he had become rusty since he transference from his clan to the village of sand of sand but still. "this chunnin jacket should hide my genin status remotely well. Still I wish I had back my dearest red garden.". Suddenly the man became under fire by a multitude if not a clan of rodents in a tree. "If you would please refrain!" He exclaimed at the desert squirrels his blade raised the attacks of minimal proportion gleaning off. (( 1/1 Kasai: Deflecting Physical :: D ,)) -5 St
The onslaught from the trees did not stop there. The squirrel bearing a significant bump had acquired a mildly sized branch and almost as if it were a nin itself leaped outward at the obviously irritated shinobi. Is this what my life has become doing battle with tiny animals? The stick and the blade would clash in some comedic dramatic stage play. The stick obviously about to waver to the blade. The two were still for the most part locked in a fierce gaze with one another but the stick was quickly shunted aside. ((1/1 Kasai: Locking Physical:: D , Post reduction)) -5 St
"Impudent animalia! Your reign of terror ends here!" Utilizing the fresh opening the squirrel was now exposed in the air. It's arms were wide and it's adorable eyes filled with the utmost fear. The other squirrels in the tree who had supported their leaders cause would gaze awestruck and fearing for their squirrel sensei's life. Then suddenly the blade would ascend the stick would be stripped from the squirrel's hand the squirrel receiving no harm as his weapon split in two as its wielder fell on the floor his better knelled down to him. "It was a valiant effort. I commend you. It was indeed a fierce battle."((1/1 Kasai Forward Stabbing slash Physical :: D Complete)) -5 St
The two of them, man and beast, would stare into one another's eyes. Time seemed to stand still for a brief moment. No words were spoken but the squirrel stood and as if it knew the mutual bond shared between warriors was felt. The Squirrel accepted it's defeat and returned into the tree from whence it came. This was but a mere stepping stone there was far more to do than simply forming lasting bonds with rodents. For now however, he would take a brief respite. Deciding what his next step would be. (+30 St)
"My upper body is strong. Although perhaps I need to exert it more so. I will push myself to my limits. I rightly refuse to die as a failure. The sweat though. No! I do this for my future adoring fans! Standing once more Nakichō was filled with determination. He drew his blade and eyed a dummy, he approached it casually then released a vertical slash which appeared faster than the normal slash something that would be extremely difficult to avoid. He did not stop there after the dummy was cut cleanly in half he punched it's remains with such force it burst with it's contents spewing on the floor like confetti. This was nothing less of a success. He stared at the other emotionless creations. ((Shogun Crash C: 1/1) -15 St
Nakichō did not stop there he had his momentum, his imaginary spotlight. The free hand was immediately used to re-grip the blade firmly in tow. With a momentary pause he would deliver a swift kick to the dummy. The dummy would flail backwards momentarily. In that brief window Nakichō's eyes would beam his blade at the ready, although a temporary one, would slice cleanly horizontally. The remains of the dummy would fall into shambles. Then a following motion that was purely for aesthetic purposes. He stepped on the dummies head and formed a check with his finger beneath his chin with a proud smile. ((Shogun Slash C: 1/1) -15 St
He'd flip his hair back, 'rusty, please, I'm not giving myself enough credit. The third dummy lay before him. As if lazily he'd lower his blade so that its blade was cow towing to the earth beneath it. He'd do a momentary and brief yawn before rising the blade in an upward arc with enough force to carry the wind beneath it. The dummy not only would split in two but would be flung a good distance away from the sheer force of the technique. ((Shogun’s Rise C 1/1)) -15 St -20 Ch
This next one may take some ingenuity. Placing his blade upward in the ground. Nakichō made a clone of himself. "Now then when I say onwards attack me." Nakicho shifted his footing after pulling the blade from dirt. He cared little for this blade seeing as it was only for temporary use. He brought the blade toward the lower region of his leg before he produced a firm stance. "Onwards!" The clone would attack. Obviously unable to do any harm but what Nakichō wanted here was security. He knew from his clones attack his stance would not waver the attack was easily brushed off and the received his reassurances. (( Solid Shogun Stance C 1/1)) -10 Cha
A crick of the neck. He was starting to get a bit tired. Nothing much but a bit. He produced another clone Odachi and all. "On my command attack." The clone drew it's harmless blade. A return to the offensive stance. The man met gazes with his clone. He then gave the order. "Onwards!" The clone then proceeded with a downward swing. His eye's would glint at the false steel. Nakichō followed his reflection in the false steel and rather than aim at the clone he choose the off center of the blade. The clone's swing would be disrupted much to it's surprise and head for the ground. This opening produced was more than enough for a free swing. Thus the clone vanished in tandem. ((Strike Disarm Physical :: B 2/2)) -35 St -5 Ch
"Well I can save up on chakra for the most part for now." Loosing a sigh Nakichō was finding his training was becoming tiresome but also beneficial. He could feel his arms returning to their previous state they were in back when he was in the Raigyo guard. In fact one could say he was oozing adrenaline at this point. Which sort of hard to imagine someone thinking something could be both tiresome and adrenaline inducing. Yes, he began to channel this feeling inside of him. It was almost like heroism. The feeling of a man deserving of praise and adoration. Suddenly the man was brimming with the utmost furor. He charged ahead at the next dummy a distance away and swung with this new found strength. ((Bravery B 2/2)) -35 Sta
His furor would not stop there for after the dummy was rightly slashed he performed a multitude of slashes. A series of continuous blows that carried wind behind each swing. Every shred of hay would not come even the slightest bit close to his person. The blade would reflect off the Suna sun as the blade was swung left and right up and down as if being wielded by a master chef. Yes, he was the chef and the hay was his ingredients and he was creating a fine serving of delicious destruction...of course. These haphazard swings carried wind but no real impact. One could say that it could be used for deflection purposes. ((Deflection Flurry B 2/2 )) -35 Stm
Now everything seemed calm but something was not right. Nakichō would briefly look to his left and notice that one of the dummies was inflating during his wild display of swordsmanship. That does not look like a fortunate venture at all. This thought came to mind too little too late as the Balloon like dummy popped and it's contents were revealed to be a multitude of kunai being spread in multiple directions. Nakichō realized he needed to act quickly. My offensive state will not benefit me here...If I.... A slick slight of hand and sliding grip and Nakichō in the brief time frame had switched from the offensive to the defensive. Immediately he was capable of deflecting the few haphazard kunai coming his direction from the stances solid positioning alone. The three of them being sent any which way away from his person. The sunshine seemed to focus on him after this ordeal. With his arms wide he laughed. "Ha ha. Even nature knows I'm the star!" Growing teary eyed he expanded his arms to the heavens but his quest was not over. ((Fluid transition B 2/2)) -35 Stm -40 Ch
★·.·´¯`·.·★Passives★·.·´¯`·.·★ ♠ Kaisai passive Strength Increase: Moderate ♠ Kiss of Flesh and Steel Reflex Increase: Slight ♠ Class Bukijutsu Post reduction +2 ♠ Dojo Post Reduction ♠ Class Stamina Cost Reduced by 5 ♠ Dazzling Display: When encouraged by allies overall strength is increased moderately. When criticized by allies overall strength decreases slightly. When criticized by the enemy or otherwise this attribute does not apply. ♠ Volatile Passion: When encouraged by allies overall reflexes are increased moderately. When criticized by allies overall reflexes decrease slightly. When criticized by the enemy or otherwise this attribute does not apply. ♠ Narcissist: When encouraged by others Bukijustu post reduction is increased by an additional -2. When criticized or when outside praise is absent this attribute does nothing. ★·.·´¯`·.·★Disciplines★·.·´¯`·.·★ ♠Weapon Specialization: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.
♠Specialization: the user starts with one [1] additional Taijutsu and Bukijutsu slot. Superior conditioning allows the user to choose a specific energy cost (stamina or chakra) and reduce the costs of technique activation by 5, to a minimum activation cost of 5. Every time the user ranks up, they repeat this process. Energy Cost Reductions must be shown on the profile.
★·.·´¯`·.·★Trivia★·.·´¯`·.·★ ♠ Locked Formless Style Large Weapons: Rank B ♠ No visible physical or verbal traces are shown when lying or being diplomatic. ((Hotaru is currently holding what would be Nakichō's custom weapon back at wherever she forges or its in a summoning scroll etc, Since Nakichō has been approved for a multitude of days. I might as well do something with him by now despite the weapons TBA.))
His display was met with the chirping of imaginary crickets. He sighed as he brought his arms downward. His words were met with deaf ears. It seemed deathly apparent now everyone was most likely training with the Kazekage. He decided it was time to relax. Moving towards the tree that harbored his past assailants he'd sit. He would then sheathe his sword and cusp his hand and meditate. He would recollect on his past life as a member of the Raigyo clan's lowest branch. He had heard there was a facility for the Raigyo family in this very village but he did his best to avoid it. His life there was for lack of a better term bland. He came to this village to make a name for himself but so far he'd only received praises every now and then and mostly from a particular individual. Yes, he was praised vastly for his looks and charm but nothing for his prowess and skill. True, he wasn't the most serious of fighters but to make combat never a dull moment is it's own reward. Breathing in and breathing out the rhythm and pace would continue. Nakichō would enter a relaxed state feeling the very essence of life within him. It was stone. Gritty and rough but he saw in this internal vision a precious gem within. Images of his training revealing themselves to polish the stone and chip away at it's sharper exterior. He was at rest with himself and everything around him. For the next hour he would relax and meditate.
((Training Mission Meditate Complete +20 Chakra and Stamina Pool. Total Recovery Rate. Out of Combat 15 Per Post. Resting Recovery 1/20th= 16. Recovery Rate 31 Per Post. Total Sentence Count 19. 4 Sentences=1 Post 19/4=4.75 rounded up to 5. 5*31=155. Fully Recovered Chakra 295 Stamina))
Upon opening his eyes the realization sunk in. There was still nobody here. Very well all I need is myself anyway."Isn't that right me. Nakicho would leap to the left in doing so an after image of him would split opposite of him. The two would then look at each other as if looking in the mirror and give reaffirming nod before it split from the light of the sun into nothing. Relishing in his skill and maybe mulling from his loneliness he was successful in producing another image of himself to accompany him. Even if it was fleeting. He'd yet to draw his blade for an actual physical attack. This Village was certainly different from home. It was relatively peaceful here with happy people. The hustle and bustle from the current festival could be heard outside. Perhaps training...right now was too much? No, he shook his head dismissively. A nin must always be prepared for an attack that could happen at anytime. He would not be caught with his pants down he thought to himself. He had just developed a bad feeling. As if something were bound to happen. He wasn't sure what but he would be prepared for it. Radial Split: Treated as Rank D (4/4) Complete -5 Cha, -5 St
Sighing Nakicho would then draw his temporary blade. Staring at the blank expressions of the training dummies. "There really isn't anything separating us. I'm just as empty as you." Somewhat disheartening words as another after image would jettison forward and slash downward doing no harm. The man would follow a brief few seconds after then cutting the dummy in two. The dummy fell to the ground as empty as Nakichō currently felt. A bitter comparison between his life and the dummies was being made. Perhaps he was the dummy he thought. Parading around like some star. Ha, of course not! This was merely just a bump in the road, he'd have his time to shine! Yes if this feeling deep down in his gut would be justified it would be the perfect opportunity to demonstrate his prowess to everyone, maybe he would even get a fan club. The thought of all the young women fawning for him didn't excite him, no. The thought of all the praise from the young women and men is what enthralled him. His sullenness shifted from near suicidal depression to a bolstering confidence once more. Although with the hustle and bustle of festival he felt perhaps it time to test his prowess in other ways. ~ Exit
((Fake Strike Treated as Rank D 4/4 Complete)) -5 Ch, -5 St
★·.·´¯`·.·★Passives★·.·´¯`·.·★ ♠ Kaisai passive Strength Increase: Moderate ♠ Kiss of Flesh and Steel Reflex Increase: Slight ♠ Class Bukijutsu Post reduction +2 ♠ Dojo Post Reduction ♠ Class Stamina Cost Reduced by 5 ♠ Dazzling Display: When encouraged by allies overall strength is increased moderately. When criticized by allies overall strength decreases slightly. When criticized by the enemy or otherwise this attribute does not apply. ♠ Volatile Passion: When encouraged by allies overall reflexes are increased moderately. When criticized by allies overall reflexes decrease slightly. When criticized by the enemy or otherwise this attribute does not apply. ♠ Narcissist: When encouraged by others Bukijustu post reduction is increased by an additional -2. When criticized or when outside praise is absent this attribute does nothing. ★·.·´¯`·.·★Disciplines★·.·´¯`·.·★ ♠Weapon Specialization: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.
♠Specialization: the user starts with one [1] additional Taijutsu and Bukijutsu slot. Superior conditioning allows the user to choose a specific energy cost (stamina or chakra) and reduce the costs of technique activation by 5, to a minimum activation cost of 5. Every time the user ranks up, they repeat this process. Energy Cost Reductions must be shown on the profile.
★·.·´¯`·.·★Trivia★·.·´¯`·.·★ ♠ Locked Formless Style Large Weapons: Rank B ♠ No visible physical or verbal traces are shown when lying or being diplomatic.
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"I still don't understand... Why do they call me 'The Tip of Sunagakura's Spear' I use a sword..."
Chakra Lvl :: 210/415 Stamina: 185/455 Doujutsu Byakugan: inactive Jutsu's Used :: Shunshin no jutsu (body flicker) Passive abilities:
Haiken- The Armour Piercing Fist- Bleed and break for me Sacred Footing- Stable as the mighty oak, swift as lightning- Greatly increased speed
My Sword:
Interacting with;
“A Demon that cannot be trusted. A Dragon will not be ruled…”
Manfread appeared in a cloud of sand and dust at the steps of the Dojo. Ascending the stairs, he placed his hands upon the wooden doors and push. Hard. The doors were nearly blown off their hinges, slamming loudly against stonewalls. “Those are not as strong as I remember,” Manny said glancing over his shoulder as he walked deeper into the Dojo. After finding a nice spot Manfread set up a dozen wooden dummies and pulled a scroll out form his red jacket. “Lets see,” he said unfurling the scroll, “I need to brush up on blunt stab… And then on to Iron drop!” Taking the hilt of his sword in hand, Manfread made some distance from the first dummy. Rolling the scroll up with his free hand, Manny slipped it back into his jacket and began channeling chakra into his sword. ((Nibui Sasu [blunt stab] 1 /2))
Swinging his sword in a downward arc Manfread used the momentum to dive past the dummy. Spinning around he made a horizontal slice stopping slash to release his chakra, the first dummy exploded as the chakra made contact. Turning ninty degrees Manny pulled his sword in close to his gut and charged it with chakra again. Stabbing forwards before releasing the devastating blow once again. ((Nibui Sasu [blunt stab] 2 /2))
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Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2016 2:22 pm
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"I still don't understand... Why do they call me 'The Tip of Sunagakura's Spear' I use a sword..."
Chakra Lvl :: 210/415 Stamina: 185/455 Doujutsu Byakugan: inactive Jutsu's Used :: Shunshin no jutsu (body flicker) Passive abilities:
Haiken- The Armour Piercing Fist- Bleed and break for me Sacred Footing- Stable as the mighty oak, swift as lightning- Greatly increased speed
My Sword:
Interacting with;
“A Demon that cannot be trusted. A Dragon will not be ruled…”
Swinging his mighty sword in a crescent like arc, Manfread slammed his blade firmly into ground before moving to lean upon it. Manny then pulled out the scroll he had been referencing and once again began to skim. “Kazetetsu,” he muttered reading absorbing the information, “Iron Wind…. All I get from this is ‘Manny take your Sword! And SWING!’… What ever might as well give it a try.” Tucking the scroll into his jacket pocket Manfread repositioned his body and pulled necromancer out of the earth. Spreading his feet shoulder width a part Manny took a deep breath and launched his sword at a dummy. The Massive blade shot off whirling though the air, completely missing it’s target. “If it hits… I could put a whole new twist on spin to win,” Manfread said walking over to retrieve his weapon. (((Kazetetsu [Iron Wind] 1/5)))
“Maybe if I try spinning around,” Manny said to himself, “like in rotation.” Manfread picked his target and began so turn his body. Slowly picking up momentum he began spinning an a violent circle, then the sword slipped out of his hand. Whipping through the air in the wrong direction necromancer imbedded it’s self into the wall. “…. Shhhheeeeeeettt….” Many said disheartened, slumping his shoulders as he went to retrieve his sword. Pulling at it a few times before simply smashing the wall to free the blade. (((Kazetetsu [Iron Wind] 2/5)))
Placing the sword parallel to his back Manny began to think. Subconsciously he placed an explosive tag along one side of the blade, with his free hand, and then he began tapping the forehead protector pinned to his chest. “Oh, I know,” he said, grabbing the sword with both hands. Manfread then took aim and brought the weapon down in a magnificent arc, releasing necromancer mid swing. The sword shot of like a bird of prey diving for it’s next meal, clipping the target with such force that chunks were torn out of the wood. (((Kazetetsu [Iron Wind] 3/5)))
“The only bad thing is that I don’t really have a way to get my weapon back,” Manfread said thinking aloud, as he went to retrieve his sword. The thick blade had been imbedded into the ground not far from the poor now crippled dummy. Manfread took his right fist and planted it firmly into the wounded dummy; the poor thing went flying before hitting the ground with a thud. “Fatality!” he said grabbing the sword and lifting it up onto his back. There was a sudden blood-curdling scream from off in the distance that made Manfread shutter. Something stirred in the deepest part of Manny’s short memory, and this gave him pause. He had encountered something of this caliber before, and it had ended with a hospital trip of near epic proportions! “Think I am gonna sit this one out,” Manfread whispered to himself slowly turning in the other direction. (((Kazetetsu [Iron Wind] 4/5)))
Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2016 2:43 pm
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"I still don't understand... Why do they call me 'The Tip of Sunagakura's Spear' I use a sword..."
Chakra Lvl :: 210/415 Stamina: 185/455 Doujutsu Byakugan: inactive Jutsu's Used :: Shunshin no jutsu (body flicker) Passive abilities:
Haiken- The Armour Piercing Fist- Bleed and break for me Sacred Footing- Stable as the mighty oak, swift as lightning- Greatly increased speed
My Sword:
Interacting with;
“A Demon that cannot be trusted. A Dragon will not be ruled…”
Manfread heard several explosions and the sound of mass energy charging. Followed up by more explosions, people screaming, shinobi shouting orders and so on. Stiff facing the other direction Manny tapped his foot. A tiny and very fat little chibi shark popped out of thin air and onto Manny’s shoulder then it sat down. Looking at him the fat little shark took out a chocolate bar and slowly began to eat. “No.. No…. NO!!!! Fine! Are you happy! I am going! So stop making me feel guilty, and disappear!” He shouted, spinning around and hurling the sword at a dummy near the door. The blade hit it’s mark and destroyed the poor wooden target, before sinking into the ground. Stomping over Manfread grabbed his sword and headed for the door muttering, “Didn’t think I had one of those…”
Making his way into the dojo golem Nari took his place among those waiting in line for scrolls. Once it was his turn Nari picked up the scrolls he would need and made his way to the stairs and thus the lower levels, where the advanced students trained. Much to his surprise there was nobody in the upper level which meant he had the entire thing to himself and Theo. Taking up his place in a circle of dummies to begin his training he drew his blade and took his stance in a read drop parry before lunging forward and impaling the dummy before effortlessly withdrawing the blade. Turning to face Theo he smiled as his eyes changed from dark jade to burning brilliant emerald which glowed like two spheres of green within his skull. [1/1][1/6]
Stepping back his chakra began to activate and he allowed it to fuel his body and its movements. His feet lightly tapped the ground as he became a mixture of blurs and solids as he appeared to be standing still yet still moving backwards then forwards. [1/1][2/6]
Retaking his stance he poured his chakra into the blade causing it to gain a faint emerald glow. Taking the katana in both hands he brought the blade over his head and brought it down quickly on the dummy to his front left. The blade cleanly bit through the straw of the dummy but caused a resounding clang as his blade hit the steel frame. Drawing his blade back he examined it with a smile noting that it had not been chipped like a normal impact of the same sort would have. [1/1][3/6]
With a gesture of his sword he created a shadow clone. The clone took its place on the other side of the ring of dummies and drew several kunai from its belt. With a nod Nari coated his blade in chakra and let it fill the edge again creating a barrier. Then the clone shot out the kunai as nari's body snapped to and fro deflecting the kunai to the sides of him with relative ease. [1/1][4/6]
A small chuckle escaped from his lips as Nari helped the clone retrieve his kunai. Then with another nod the clone drew its blade and matched Nari's stance as the two gave a salute to each other. Then in a blur of motion the clone dashed forward lashing out with a straight jab. Nari responded with a drop parry using his left hand to support the tip of his blade. Pushing forward he ground the flat of his blade against the clones until it hit the cross guard. From there he spun quickly and speared two jabs into the clones torso causing it to explode. [1/1][5/6]
Taking up his stance again he slid his left leg forward and began to practice what was known as pivot blocking. Each time an imaginary blow was blocked he would pivot on his forward leg and bring the blade around to cleave said imaginary enemy in two. It took him a little bit to actually get it down. Despite the fact that he now carried a proper blade he still was more accustomed to using bows and knives. [1/1][6/6]
With a bit of a chuckle Nari relaxed completely and allowed himself a moment to recover as his muscles were starting to ache. Shaking out the fatigue he looked over the dummies before him. For the most part they are unscathed though the first one was pretty heavily damaged due to the heavy cut he had delivered earlier. Taking a deep breath he took his blade into a loose one handed grip and began making very very fast, light, cuts into the dummy mixing cuts, slashes, chops and lunges. The end result was a somewhat shredded dummy. [1/1][1/3]
Resetting into a low ready stance he held his blade before him with his left hand on the hilt in a two handed grip and the blade angled away from him in a forty five degree angle. Taking a deep breath he poured his chakra into the blade causing an emerald sheath to appear around it creating a ghost of the blade in the form of an extension. [1/1][2/3]
While maintaining the chakra extension, Nari slid his left leg back while sliding his right leg forward. The stance normally would provide an excellent footing and allow for reactive and proactive advances and retreats. Though here in the desert getting an actually solid footing was difficult at best. With a smile he poured his chakra into his feet and noticed immediately that his feet clung do the wooden planks of the floor with much much greater grip. [1/1][3/3]
The next technique would be both fun and useful. He was sure that there were already wires set up somewhere so looking up, noticed that there were wires up in the rafters there to practice balance and agility. Hurrying up the wall, he got to the wires and got ready to start balancing. Stepping out onto the wire was the hardest part but so far so good. Not to say he did not wobble this way and that when crossing the wires. The young man swayed back and forth along the wires, legs buckling as his hands grabbed on. After a moment of collecting himself on the center he stood slowly with a smile and began walking back and fourth along the wires. After a time of running back and forth he jumped back down to his ring of dummies ready to continue on. [1/1][1/3]
Flicking his wrist, Nari summoned another shadow clone and taking up his position the two faced each other again. Though unlike the last couple times he took a deep breath and concentrated his chakra into his feet and legs. Holding his weapon off to his right he tightened the muscles in his legs and surged forward with unprecedented, well for him unprecedented, speed. [1/1][2/3]
Focusing instead on brute strength nari focused on speed and finesse. His blade work was improving exponentially which was a combination of his natural talent plus years of training, watching, and learning gained on the battlefield. Each strike he aimed towards his clone counterpart was neither to fast nor to slow. It was perfect for what it needed to be, when it needed to be. [1/1][3/3]
Stepping back to disengage with his clone counterpart he took a second to catch his breath. Having spent so much time with the monks in prayer, debate, and meditation left his muscles slightly weaker and nowhere near as defined as they were. Something he would have to work on in his spare time. Giving a nod to indicate he was ready the clone charged forwards, nari, pulling his arm in feinted to low while aiming to actually redirect the blow towards the armor strips on his hips. When the blow struck the strips he wedged the blade between the strips and his own blade before wrenching downwards ripping the blade out of his counterparts grip. [1/1]
Kicking the blade back towards his counterpart he allowed the clone to pick it up before the two resumed their forms. This time it was nari who struck first. Flicking his wrist to coat the blade in chakra he made a telegraphed vertical chop expecting the clone to do exactly what it did. Counter with a horizontal block braced by its arm. As the blades struck he smiled as four more blows hammered into the blade only heartbeats after the first blow driving the clone to its knees. [1/1]
Not giving up in the slightest nari stepped into the strike holding his weight on the blade before quickly pulling the blade up and once again slamming it back down onto the horizontal block of his clone. This time instead of multiple strikes immediately after the first the second strike came a full second after the first one driving him back to his knees again. [1/1]
Once again leveraging his weight against the clones blade to save his arms he did something very different than the first time. Sliding his foreleg back around behind his previously back right leg he spun around to the side of the clone and lashed out aiming to impale the clone as it rose to its feet. Just as the blade entered the clone he pulled it back slightly and impaled the clone again this time driving his blade through the clone entirely. [1/1]
Returning his blade to its scabbard he returned his attention once again to his agility and balance training. While he was naturally agile he had no opposition to improving it further. Making his way up the wall he once again took his place on the ledge where the wires started. For some reason he did not know, the wires felt like they were almost a foot wide when he stepped out onto them. With a chuckle he leaned backwards and placed his hand on the wire and flipped backwards and carried the momentum into a cartwheel landing back onto his feet. This acrobatic display continued for a time before he jumped from the wire back to the ground to return to his swordplay. [1/1]
Yet again drawing his blade from its scabbard he summoned another clone. Once the clone was ready he made a gesture an the clone attacked. It was a outside high chop from left to right. Nari shifted his position in anticipation of the strike and brought the blade around behind him before shifting his weight into the blade as it passed before him and slammed into the other with impressive force as he pushed down and drove it into the wooden floor carving gouges in the wood. [1/1]
Recoiling back he, yet again, engulfed the katana in chakra forming a barrier of emerald light around the weapon. As the clone recovered and lashed out with a series of lunges nari met each and every one of them with either a drop parry, a feinted counter, or a riposte. He did note however that with each clash his body started acting re-actively instead of at his bequest. He was improving, good, he had to, for Sonyo and the village. He would protect them all and bring order back to this world. [1/1]
Keeping his focus on his clone counterpart as the two exchanged blows at increadibly fast speed and glory. The area around the two was filled with flashes of light, sparks, and the sounds of battle as the two vied for dominance over each other. As the clone made a loping reverse spin lunge, Nari spun counter to the clone and ground his blade against the clones but did not let them lock. Grinding up the blade he pushed up hard and slammed the hilt into the clones face sending it flying back into the pile of dummies. [1/1]
Emerald aura's filled the air around his feet as Nari raced forward cleaving the air around his blade as the two yet again were locked into a deadly dance of death. Though he was quickly noticing a change. The clones body was shredding from blows that were not there. As if the blade was much larger than it actually was. The more he thought about it the more he realized it actually was shearing the air. [1/1]
Reeling back Nari began to coat his body in chakra causing a blooming emerald aura to coat not only his weapon but himself. In that moment everything seemed slower, the clones blade, the way its hair moved, its cloths fluttering and flexing, all of it. Launching his assault upon the clone he lashed out with cuts and slashes aimed for superficial damage. The clone though was entirely outclassed by the insane increase of speed and quickly fell back quite a distance. [1/1]
Mission Title [ Rank ] ❥ Advanced Training: Concentrate x2 Awoken Stage [ 1 ] Mission info
❖￤ Passives
● Iron resiliency: The user has gone through tough enough training, being roughed up and moved around in armor to understand what it feels like. The user's fortitude is mildly increased. ● Iron Disciple: The user, through hours of intense training in multiple bad scenarios, has learned the old saying of “to kill with one punch.” Because they do not want to find themselves outnumbered, or maybe for pure enjoyment sake, the user is able to hit with great intensity when striking a foe, focusing on tension, grounding, stability, and strength at the impact sight. The user's striking strength is mildly increased. ● Swift Foot: A well trained individual is usually faster than an untrained individual, and the practitioners of the Iron Fist understand this fact more than anyone. However, those of the Iron fist not only accomplish this boost of speed….they also do it in armor! The user is now unaffected by the additional weight of armor (to a logical limit), and when the user is out of armor, their body and technique speed is greatly increased at the loss of the protection. They are much more adept at bursting into action, going from standing to 100% in single moments. Conversely, the user can now perform these techniques without needing armor. Must relearn every technique at half the learning cost to perform techniques without armor to learn the different distances and timing of the techniques. Overrides restriction. ● True Belief: The user has meditated and trained long enough in this monk art to understand how important true belief is. By understanding the power of the spirit over the mind, and the mind over the body, the user has increased their stamina by sheer will power alone, as well as increased their toughness and durability. Increases Stamina by +25 for every style mastered. ● Satori [ Enlightenment ]: Meditation and spiritual exploration and understand yields interesting results. Due to the greater understanding of the self, the user is more aware of the connection between their mind, body and spirit, and how to utilize that connection. The user is now slightly more skilled at just about everything. Striking, blocking, moving, absorbing, and taking damage. The user's strength and fortitude is increased heavily. ● Offensive Style: Knife Stances: The user becomes more accustomed to upward, downward, and sideways slashing motions. Speed of all Bukijutsu employing small arms is mildly increased. ● Offensive Style: Simple Play: With this training, the user is able to more comfortably switch between upward, downward, and sideways slashing motions in a pinch. The user's reflexes are mildly increased. ● Trick Style: Knife Toss: The practitioner has developed a greater sense of precision and is now able to throw, juggle, and catch their knives by the hilt with ease. Confers a slight reflex bonus to the practitioner. ● Offensive Style: Artless Draw: The practitioner has better developed their ability to pull their blade straight from its resting place to an offensive slash. Slightly increases the speed of strikes made when drawing a small weapon. ● Trick Style: Retreating Feet: The practitioner, already acquainted with many techniques in the style, has finally realized that with a little bit of personal training, they are able to increase the precision and speed at which they lift and press their feet. The practitioner's footsteps are rendered silent to all who do not have enhanced hearing, and the footsteps they leave in soft ground are shallow. This not only assists their ability to sneak up on people faster and quieter, but also helps when running from trackers. ● Trick Style: Blade’s Edge: The practitioner has developed an even greater sense of precision and is now able to throw, juggle, and catch their knives by the tip with ease. Additionally, some projectiles, such as shuriken or kunai, can be caught by their tip. Confers a slight increase to the user's reflexes. ● Offensive Style: Stepless: The practitioner has become so used to performing quick and silent steps that they scarcely realize that they themselves are moving. The user's speed and reflexes are mildly boosted. ● Offensive Style: Mistborn Stepping: Silent, swift, and sharp. The practitioner is able to creep about at a decent pace while making close to zero noise. While moving through an area where cover or some obscuring factor is present (buildings, people, fog, etc.), the practitioner gains a moderate bonus to speed and reflex. ● Skill: Multitasking: While the first two stages of the style revolve around the very basics of how to use a bow, the third stage incorporates the use multiple arrows into a more stylish way of battling. Mastery allows the user to simultaneously fire multiple arrows with any technique that does not specifically state otherwise, and allows the Arrow Creation technique to create up to three arrows at once with no increase in cost. ● Skill: Manipulation: Manipulating the bow itself is simple, but controlling the arrows is very difficult. Many enhancements can be made to arrows to give them different flight paths, but buying those kinds of arrows is expensive and making them is difficult, so a method was developed wherein the user can freely alter how an arrow flies without need for such trifles. During this training, the user practices firing arrows with abnormal hand positions. Reduces the Stamina cost of bow-related Bukijutsu techniques (including Formless Styles) by 10 Stamina, to a minimum of 5 Stamina. ● Skill: Adaptability: For the most part, the style thus far has focused on techniques to be used while stationary. However, this leads to many problems when fighting alone in situations that demand frequent movement. During this training exercise, the practitioner is to practice all known techniques while running, jumping, and maneuvering across a battlefield. After mastery, the user can align shots even while running and jumping. ● ● ● ● ● ● ●
There is Fenris grim His jaws are open wide The serpent rises from the waves Jormungandr twists and turns, mighty in his wrath The eyes are full of primal hate
Following Nari into the Dojo and down into the deep basement of the building, Theo noticed that there was basically no one around. Once they were there, the jounin stepped back and started to concentrate, closing his eyes. Theo would start circulating his chakra, feeling it course through him as his anger ebbed and flowed through him more freely since he wasn’t trying as hard to hold it back. He was starting to feel the energy running wild through him. [1/3]
Trying to calm himself down a little better, Theo started to slow his breathing as he sat down and foled his legs, laying his staff across his lap with both hands on it. He’d feel his own chakra running through him, shifting elements and mixing into his bloodlines as it went. He’d then begin drawing in ambient natural chakra from the area around them. [2/3]
This being the first time in quite a while that he had accessed sage chakra, Theo could feel the energy try to overwhelm him again, but he pushed it back and engulfed it in his own chakra like he had learned all those years ago training with Sanshi. He started to feel the vaguely familiar energy boost of senjutsu chakra being created within himself as he allowed it to build up without fully accessing it or storing it into his staff. He could feel his body wanting to shift into sage mode, but resisted it, he didn’t want to give himself away as a sage quite yet. [3/3]
Working to keep the sage chakra contained, Theo shifted back to focusing on his normal chakra, shifting it around within himself, changing elements within himself as he moved it around to settle in different parts of his body. He’d bring the chakra to settle and swirl in his stomach chakra for a time, churning and stirring like a whirlpool ready to explode. After keeping the chakra settled for a moment, Theo began to get it moving again, slowly. [1/3]
Shifting his chakra entirely to raiton within himself, Theo could feel the lightning shooting through his body as his chakra coursed through him. His fingers began to tingle, as did his toes, and his long hair started to rise slightly. Anyone that might be able to see chakra would see the normal starm of lightning that was his chakra go into overdrive. [2/3]
As Theodin continued to concentrate his chakra, he was struggling to further contain his frustration and anger as his mind drifted to thoughts of the death and destruction that had happened earlier that day. He didn’t blame Choumei, he didn’t even blame the girl, as it was apparent that she was merely a pawn of whoever created that damned dagger she had had. Finally, he could contain it no longer, standing, Theo took his staff in his right hand and opened his eyes. [3/3]
Finally tapping into the sage chakra he had cultivated, Theo shifted into Sage mode completely, turning into something similar to an anthropomorphic polar bear as his hear grew much longer, his muscles bulked up, his nails grew into claws and his teeth into fangs. As his rage would finally flow, Theodin would open his new jaws and a bestial roar would rip loose loud enough to shake the walls and nearly send a shiver up his own spine. Sending his chakra through his staff, Theo called in the storms he’d wanted to for a while as clouds dark as night formed in the rafters of the basement level and thunder began to sound. The same lightning would crackle in the backs of his eyes as the sage would point at the nearest dummy with his clawed hand and a massive purple lightning bolt would turn it to dust in an instant [1/2]
Theo would then take his stance with his staff and begin spinning it and focusing on the dummies around him. At certain points in the spin, he would do a strike towards a dummy and the lightning would obliterate another dummy. After a few times, the storm would begin to fade as Theo would retract his staff and stash it in his robes. [2/2]
Still not done, Theo crouched low and looked around, a feral look in his eyes as his black chakra started forming around his arms. He’d then lunge at another dummy, the chidori ripping through it with ease as he clawed through the thing. He’d sing his other hand into the dummy as well and begin to rip the dummy apart totally, severing the wooden statue into several pieces in a matter of seconds. [1/2]
There were a couple more dummies Theo had decided needed to not exist anymore, so Theo started creating clones and each clone created a massive rasengan. Each clone would begin charging at the dummies, as they started shifting the rasengan to differnet elements: fuuton, raiton, hyouton, ranton, and suiton, each of the elements Theodin could acces was represented as the clones reached the dummies and launched their attacked. There was an explosion as ice, wind, lighting, and water flew everywhere and the area was covered in a dark mist of storm cloud and cold haze. As the haze cleared, Nari would see Theodin standing there, still in sage mode, drawing his staff again and turning around to face the other jounin, a slight growl in his voice, “Alright.. I feel better now….”
Vingthor slays the guardian snake leading to the death twilight of the thundergod Ragnarök awaits as Rank: A-Rank Jounin / ANBU Class: Ninjutsu Chakra: 1780/ 1780 Sage Chakra: --- / 593 Stamina: 1280 / 1280 Jutsu / Items Used:
Passives:
Hsing-I Pakua: Awareness bonus – 6 stages Ivory Tower of Wind: Upper Body Strength Bonus – 6 stages Jungle Roots (JSJF): footing and stability increased Never an Idle Limb (JSJF): can use legs to attack and defend as well as the arms Panther’s Pounce (JSJF): mundane mobility and kicking power increased Enlightenment
There is Fenris grim His jaws are open wide The serpent rises from the waves Jormungandr twists and turns, mighty in his wrath The eyes are full of primal hate
Deciding to do a little training now that he had vented off his frustration, Theo grabbed a few blank scrolls to start off with some sealing and summoning techniques. To start off, Theo opened up a blank scroll and started drawing a sealing formula on it, adding several prongs to it to create a large, S rank seal. Once he was done drawing, Theo tapped the formula with the end of his staff, focusing chakra through it, and held the scroll up towards several crates of wooden training weapons as the sealing vortex sucked the weapons in, sealing them in. (S rank Funyu training complete)
Nodding slowly, Theo would focus his chakra again, sending it through his staff, he’d hold the scroll up again and tap the seal with the end of his staff once more. Once he did this, there was a large puff of smoke as the seal opened up and a large pile of wooden weapons poured from the scroll until the scroll was empty once more. Looking at it, Theo smirked slightly to himself as he thought about what this would let him do form here. (S rank Kaifu training Completed)
The next thing Theo wanted to work on was something that he had heard about but had never taken the time to actually try: connecting seals together. Taking a piece of paper, the jounin would start by drawing out the mirror attacker seal and then layering the seal for nature summoning over it. He’d then focus some of his chakra and press his finger to the layered seals and concentrate before he saw the seals sort of merge a little more. (Seal Connection Learned)
Next there was a communication jutsu, Theodin would lay out two matching scrolls and start focusing chakra, performing a couple quick handsigns before touching the two scrolls, hoping this would connect the two. Once he felt like the jutsu was complete, he grabbed a pen to test it. Writing a few words on one sheet, he smiled as he saw them begin to appear on the other almost immediately, this would work as a good way for him an any squad he was sent out with to be in contact with his mom back here in the village should conditions go bad on a mission. (Scroll Communication Learned)
Taking a pair of scrolls with projectiles sealed within, Theo laid them out in a circle around himself as he started performing handsigns while kneeling in the center. Once he finished the last sign, the scrolls started to rise and twirl around the central point of the axis, where he stood. Launching himself into the air, Theo started activating seals and pulling weapons from the scrolls to throw before putting them back. (Twin Rising Dragon Learned)
Laying out another scroll, Theo would place stacks of shuriken at intervals along it on small sealing formulae. He’d then start performing a short series of handsigns and tapping each stack of projectiles watching as they’d vanish into the seal. Once he had loaded the scroll, Theodin smirked to himself as he tapped a seal and pulled a shuriken from it freely before putting it back. (Projectile Weapons learned)
Laying out another scroll, Theodin drew two kaifu seals on it with two funyu symbols layered over them before merging the symbols with seal connection to link everything together. Theo would then begin stacking things onto the seals before activating them and watching them disappear into the containment seal. He’d then activate them again and watch the items poof back into the room out of the seal. (Container Learned)
The next summoning technique was an elemental dragon that flew at a target and exploded. Theo started off laying out a scroll and drawing a quick formula before performing handsigns. Once he finished, a lightning dragon burst up from the scroll and raced at the nearest dummy, exploding on impact and almost blowing the thing apart. (Exploding Dragon Strike Learned)
The next jutsu was a trap technique for infiltration and abduction, so Theodin struck his thumb across his tooth and performed the handsigns for the bear summons. Slapping his right hand on the ground, a bear would appear and suddenly grow large and transform into a store front. Theodin would open the day and walk inside, seeing the guts of the bear as he saw through the henge before leaving the “store” and letting the bear return to normal. (Toad Shop Technique Learned)
The next one was a boosted version of the projectile technique he has figured out earlier, so Theodin grabbed his scrolls and laid them out around him before kneeling in the center of the circle again. Performing the handisgns, Theo watched the scrolls rise and spin into the air as he launched himself up as well and started grabbing weapons out of the seals. Adding chakra to the throws, Theodin managed to send each weapon racing at the ground as a streak, making a real attack almost impossible to avoid. When he was finished, Theo landed in the middle of the scrolls again and dusted himself off. [Heavenly chain disaster Learned]
Biting his thumb again, Theo started performing handsigns again as he focused on a couple dummies a few feet away. Once he finished the signs, Theo slammed his right hand into the floor again, concentrating on the air a few feet above the dummies as a puff of smoke appear, a large one, as one of his bears was pulled from Inuit. The bear was huge, not quite on the scale of Kuminji or Nanaoko, but still extremely large, as it fell from the air with a roar and crushed the dummies before Theo thanked his friend and let him return home. (Food Cart Destroyer Learned)
Watching another dummy, Theodin started performing handsigns he’d seen in a kuchiyose scroll. When he finished, he touched the floor and there was sort of a vortex underneath the dummy as an iron neko that was split in half down the centerline rose from the ground around it before clamping shut on the thing. Once it had the training dummy trapped, chains came up from the ground and wrapped around the iron maiden, pulling it underground again. (Iron Maiden Learned)
Calling over the bear he had summoned earlier, Theo looked it in the eye as he started performing handsigns again before touching it on the head and giving it a quick scratch. “I’m sorry, my friend, but this is probably going to hurt a little…” Theo would warn the bear before he held his hand up and blast it with a wave of raiton chakra. Theo smiled slightly when the jutsu worked as the bear gritted and groaned as it split into two bears, before recombining into a two-headed larger bear. Giving it another pet on each head, Theo pulled the chakra out of the jutsu and the ear reformed into it’s original body, “I’m sorry again, buddy, go home and rest..” Theo apologized to the bea before it poofed away in a cloud of smoke. (Amplification Summoning Learned)
The last summoning jutsu he wanted to learn was an interrogation technique, well, a torture technique, really. Theodin started performing the handsigns he’d seen in the scroll as he focused on a training dummy across the room. Once he finished them, he smirked as chains rose from the ground to tie the dummy’s arms and legs, walls formed on the floor and rose up where a metal statue fell to make the roof of the chamber and gears formed underneath the chamber. Within the chamber, garrote wires shot across and wrapped themselves around the dummy, connected at the ends to the gears in the floor, as were the chains. Making a handsign, Theo watched the gears turn, pulling on the chains and wires, tightening everything and cutting into the dummy. He could only think of the excruciating pain any victim would be in if he were to use this on a real person. (Torture Chamber Learned)
Vingthor slays the guardian snake leading to the death twilight of the thundergod Ragnarök awaits as Rank: A-Rank Jounin / ANBU Class: Ninjutsu Chakra: 1780/ 1780 Sage Chakra: --- / 593 Stamina: 1280 / 1280 Jutsu / Items Used:
Passives:
Hsing-I Pakua: Awareness bonus – 6 stages Ivory Tower of Wind: Upper Body Strength Bonus – 6 stages Jungle Roots (JSJF): footing and stability increased Never an Idle Limb (JSJF): can use legs to attack and defend as well as the arms Panther’s Pounce (JSJF): mundane mobility and kicking power increased Enlightenment
