Chakra Pool: 240/240 Active abilities: None. Mood: Happy Ryo: 5,000 (Ninjutsu Specialist)-------------(Genin)-----------(Kirigakure Native)
"Intriguing, I've never seen this strategy before."
▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒░░░░░░░░░░ ▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒░░░░░░░░░░ Akroma Hoshigaki of the Village Hidden in the Mist, a very interesting boy indeed. He walked on the shores of this beach outside of the village he called home, just to think. He always seemed to be thinking, whether that be of new strategies for fights, which mission he should attend (If he ever chose one that is.), or even just about life. But now, as he walked on the sandy shores of the ocean, he was merely thinking of how beautiful the water was. A simple thought, but one that Akroma could focus on nonetheless. He always had admired the water, which of course, was a big part of his life. His main jutsu were water and wind, and being a Hoshigaki meant that the water is where he knew he could best almost anyone. He felt at home on this shore. Soon enough he stumbled upon a few others in the water, seeming to be having fun, or at least trying to. He sat down on the sand, a decent distance away from the others. He hadn't made many allies lately, not since he graduated from the academy at least. To be honest, he felt rather lonely, but he would never show it. One as intellectual as Akroma knew how to make friends after all, just not many knew how to work with him. Most of the other students seemed intimidated by his knowledge, and therefor they weren't too fond of him. After some time in his mind Akroma snapped back into reality, but still remained seated in the warm sand, this was his home after all. The cool breeze off of the massive body of water felt good. He figured he could stay for a bit. Akroma was still facing the others in the water, but not looking directly at them, he knew how to avoid being completely awkward at least.
"The beast in me isn't in control."
Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2015 1:10 pm
Now that they were out in the water, Kya hoped that Kasumo at least felt a bit more comfortable. The water was wonderful, as it usually was. Kya treaded water, looking at Kasumo, half expecting some aquatic acrobatics from her but not exactly surprised if not. Kya's intent was still to hold the girls attention. Time to see how the girl acts when the balls is put in her court. So, why don't you tell me something about yourself? Like your name perhaps? That would be a wonderful start actually. Kya said somewhat coyly, knowing that this game they were playing was one of high competition, higher risk, and even higher still potential reward.
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2015 2:52 pm
Mood: Interested Location: Kiri Thoughts: "I love the water." Chakra Pool: 250/250 Crush: NA Ryo: 42,000
"Oh me?" Kasumo smiled as she effortlessly moved around the water. As one would except from a Hishigaki. It couldn't be compared to how she moved on land, in the water was where Kasumo shined the best which meant from her personality to her appearance. Like a mermaid was forced to leave the ocean and become human. They would always be beautiful but in the water was were their true beauty thrived. "I'm Kasumo." She began swimming even closer to Kya the smile from her face never fading. Suddenly her attention snapped feather down the beach. Aqua blue eyes narrowing as she noticed a familiar figure sitting alone. "Akroma?" she whispered to herself as it was hard to tell from this far away. Kasumo had met the boy once or twice before being from the same clan and all. You tender to know your family member especially growing up together. Her liquid filled eyes turned back to Kya as her smiled changed from kind to charming. "I believe that's my cousin sitting over there." a gentle giggle escaped her pale pink lips. Swimming back over to the women as the two were rather close now. "So Kya." she began with her charming smile. "I've never seen you before in the village."
.::. And when the record is done, I'll put another one on, Speeding 'cause it feels good, 'cause it feels good .::.
Chakra Pool: 240/240 Active abilities: None. Mood: Happy Ryo: 5,000 (Ninjutsu Specialist)-------------(Genin)-----------(Kirigakure Native)
"Intriguing, I've never seen this strategy before."
▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒░░░░░░░░░░ ▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒░░░░░░░░░░ Akroma was still in thought, as he always appeared to be. But he was able to identify that the two in the water were female, one seemed much more at home than the other though, possibly a water based ninja as she didn't appear to be one of the Hoshigaki. The other was still good in water but did not seem to compare to the others way of moving and flowing as if a part of the ocean herself. That fact is what brought Akroma into the current thoughts he was having, debating if he had seen either of these two. He would need a closer look in order to tell. He got up, his clothes had just trace bits of sand clinging to them and he didn't seem to mind, everything comes off eventually. The Hoshigaki man began to walk down the shoreline more towards the others. He looked forward but kept the females within his peripheral vision, one he had never seen before in his life, but the other was beginning to form in his mind. Perhaps she was one of the younger classmates when he was at the academy, no she surely was. He remembered little bits, one year younger, she was the other that was picked on for not looking hoshigaki, and the only other hoshigaki that was of the hyoton bloodline. He always did feel a bit closer to her then the other beasts of the hoshigaki clan. Now that he had identified one he had to place the other, but he was nearing them even more and wasn't able to identify the other before he was near enough to where saying hello would just be creepy. The two were seeming to be a bit more intimate though as they were very close to each other in the water. So to say hi or not was the question as he didn't want to seem weird but also didn't want to interrupt anything. The boy simply raised his right hand and slightly waved to his cousin, a small smile on his face though seeing it was tough due to his scarf covering his mouth from most view.
Kya watched her swimming, like a creature out of fantasy. It was a beautiful sight to behold indeed. Kya was going to invest a bit of time into this one before she tried to get down. Or maybe she wouldn't. That much wasn't sure even to her at that point. As she swam a bit closer and introduced herself Kya found herself mesmorized by how pretty the Hoshigaki actually was. When she mentioned a cousin Kya's hair whipped around to see. He was cute too. But she had a target in mind, and she would be sticking to said target until her mission was complete. That would be because I'm from a world all it's own, my dear. Kay would tread with her legs, using her arms to pin her hair back and open her eyes. Her sharingan would activate, and her stare would be set on Kasumo's eyes. Upon contact, she would put her in Tsukyomi, but not any sort of violent one. She showed her things from her own memory. First lush grasslands, an office overlooking a beautiful village, Kusagakure. Then they would trave further back, their perception set high above a cold, winter wonderland; Yukigakure to the north. Her eyes would release the genjutsu, not even a second having passed. Those are places I once called home. I came here seeking asylum after Kusagakure was shut down. I hope you don't mind the intrusion, just figured I would show you something you might not have seen before... she said, trailing off in a seductive track, seemingly innocent moving even closer. So close their breasts almost touching they were so close. Kya would laugh a little before speaking. I'm sorry, it's just usually Hosigaki look scary or disgusting... but you are just so damn PRETTY. I could just eat you out. Kya would say this matter of factly, knowing she could turn a girl out given the chance, but also loving messing with peoples heads. She would crane her head to the side a little before biting her lip and dropping her gaze, allowing her eyes to slowly rise back to rest on Kasumo's. Tell me something interesting about yourself. she would ask.
Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2015 6:34 pm
Mood: Interested Location: Kiri Thoughts: "I love the water." Chakra Pool: 250/250 Crush: NA Ryo: 42,000
Kasumo smiled at Kya's answer as her head turned to notice Akroma making his way over to the two of them. He was normally on the quite side so she didn't except him to burst out with words of greetings. It didn't take long for him to make his way down the beach as he greeted them with a simple weave. Raising her own hand from out of the water as droplets rolled down her oddly smooth skin. Odd considering her clan and all. "I could tell." she said with a simple giggle. It was very clear that Kya was from a whole other world, one Kasumo could only imagine but she would no longer need to simply imagine as Kya activated her sharingan catching Kasumo off guard and trapping her within. Kya seemed to be showing her memories. Lush grasslands and an office which overlooked a beautiful village. Was this Kusagakure? Then a high above cold, winter wonderland that Kasumo was made breathless by. It was so beautiful. This was Yukigakure and it appeared to be everything she had hoped it to look like. Kya had clearly been a important figure and with the office view she began to wonder. Snapping out of the genjutsu Kasumo's big blue eyes blinked a few times before being glued back to Kya. "No. It was very.. nice." Kasumo wasn't sure what to say being filled with more questions now. Kya moved closed to her as their bodies were almost touching. A sudden embarrassment fell over the girl at Kya's next set of words. Her pale skin turning into a soft pink as her eyes dashed away from her and towards the water. Arms reaching up for her short blue hair as she tucked a loose piece back behind her ear. "You're to kind. My clan doesn't accept me due to the way I look so it's nice to know others find my appearance enjoyable to look at." she could be teasing her but Kasumo was happy that at least someone found she pretty. "Oh!" her voice picking up in pitch as she pulled her lovely lips into a thin line thinking of something interesting. "I'm also a Hyoton and I hate fish."
.::. And when the record is done, I'll put another one on, Speeding 'cause it feels good, 'cause it feels good .::.
Chakra Pool: 240/240 Active abilities: None. Mood: Happy Ryo: 5,000 (Ninjutsu Specialist)-------------(Genin)-----------(Kirigakure Native)
"Intriguing, I've never seen this strategy before."
▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒░░░░░░░░░░ ▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒░░░░░░░░░░ Akroma had to wait a bit before he was waved back to by the other Hoshigaki. She was definitely the person he believed her to be. But he still had no idea of who the other woman was. She was clearly not of the village of the mist, so why was she here and who was she? Akroma had no clue, and that annoyed him. The drive to gain knowledge was always one of Akromas biggest weaknesses after all. He studied the two for a moment longer before a clue was given to him. There was a moment of silence, and in the ninja world uncalled for silences were usually an effect of genjutsu, that narrowed it down, and as it was something that did not seem to bother the Hoshigaki girl he narrowed it down to tsukyomi most likely. An Uchiha? And one decently powerful at that. He took a seat where he stood, on the shoreline. His legs crossed in a crisscross sit, the ride of the ocean just barely reaching his toes when it came to shore. How he loved the water so. But now was not the time to be focusing on the ocean. His hands rested on his knees and he watched the two, no matter how strange it looked to them he simply wanted to identify the other female. But once again he wanted to avoid complete awkwardness so he finally spoke after hearing Kasumo state that she was also hyoton "Yes, she and I are the different Hoshigaki, our Hyoton blood is strong in our appearance." His voice was much more rough than the females, while hers was smooth as the still water his was rough as an agitated sea. But his voice was far from ugly, it was a manly rough not one that seemed unnatural.
"The beast in me isn't in control."
Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2015 3:30 pm
Mood: Interested Location: Kiri Thoughts: "I love the water." Chakra Pool: 250/250 Crush: NA Ryo: 42,000
Despite all the fun she was having with Kya she had spent enough time in the water and pushing away her meeting with the Mizukage. It had been some time since she had seen him but she couldn't keep playing in the water regardless how much she wished to remain. In the water Kasumo turned to Kya and in a swift motion placed a kiss on the women's cheek. It was quick and soft and before she would realize Kasumo would be making her way out of the water. Moving up towards the beach up to where Akroma stood. Shaking her short blue hair as the tips had gotten wet Kasumo began to dress herself. Turning back and smiling at Kya. "Don't stay out there to long. You'll catch cold." Her charming smile did not fade as she turned towards her cousin. "I have a meeting with the Mizuakge. I'll see you around, Chrome." and with those words Kasumo heading in the direction of the village. Her wavy blue hair twisting in the sea side breeze as she left. [Exit]
.::. And when the record is done, I'll put another one on, Speeding 'cause it feels good, 'cause it feels good .::.
Cecil stood upon the water looking out to the ocean. He still thought about all that happened, and what exactly happened when he decided to become the savior of the world. His light ability's left him and he gained strange now ability's. He had heard of such ability's but normally they came with being born into the clan. All of a sudden he could talk to animals, they also wanted to help him if he asked. The main difference was now he was stronger, much stronger. Jutsu seemed to barely effect him now, he was beginning to understand when someone was described as a tank felt like. He also had new ability's that had activated including wings that he could actively have at any moment or not have. The one last thing he felt was that he regained chakra extremely fast, which would help in battle for sure. Of course he lost a lot of maximum chakra, and he was less proficient at jutsu but in his eyes it was well worth it. He definitely needed to find someone to cover his weaknesses. That was the next stage of his plan was recruitment, he needed to find the right people. After all just like in the Story of Noah, his Family and his familys family were saved. They went on to repopulate the earth with only the little people they had. He saw a few birds and called them down to him. "Would you mind bringing messages to a few people for me." The birds were not preoccupied so, they allowed for Cecil to attach messages to their legs. Off they flew to deliver the invitations.
Part 1 Memories: Word Count 1120
Stats:
Speed: 11 / Strength:9
220/220
Jutsu:
Passives: • Senpou Kaguya Dormat As a master of the bloodline, the Kaguya Sages are capable of manipulating their bones with their mind. It is very similar to angel/demon manipulation, though in less quantity and range (100 feet within their body). Usually it will be something like pulling spikes out of the ground, rather than manipulating a tide of bones. Their bones regenerate faster, grow impossibly proportionately large, and can be used very strategically. The bones can be changed in shape and molded together even when already released. Fighting a Senpou Kaguya user is often very overwhelming, as they can repel many attacks with little chakra involved. They force their opponent to use jutsu that are actually strong enough to destroy the bones, which already gives the opponent a disadvantage. When using the Senpou Kaguya, your eyelids will turn a dark red, and you will often appear to shudder and pulse uncontrollably in the minds of others.
• The Bone Apostle Dormat This is an advanced version of the True Blood Unleashed. The bone apostle is a very powerful form of the Kaguya that can be activated at any time. Some would consider it their true selves, as it seems extremely natural to them. This state seems to constantly shift. Whenever they use one of their 'aspects' as an apostle, it will usually disappear as quickly as it emerged, remaining a mystery. The difference between a Senpou Kaguya and regular Kaguya's chakra is almost impossible for anyone to notice until this is being used, which can be a very quick thing. Their chakra will change slightly, enough for most dojutsu users to see that [something] has happened, but without clarity on what. It is not exactly defined what this form is. The form has a total of [5] aspects, and they are all very much meant for assassination and domination in physical combat.
• Dance of the Willows Passive It is the first of five dance forms. Using the ability to manipulate their bone structure, the clan member will grow and extend a forearm bone through the palm of their hand to form a stabbing instrument. Using fluid and precise movements, they will then impale opponents.
• Dance of the Larch Passive Karamatsu no Mai is a form of Taijutsu developed by Kimimaro to take advantage of his cursed seal and bloodline ability. It is the third of five dance forms. After activating the level one cursed seal form, Kimimaro will begin to extend multiple bones from his body. Both from his rib cage and his radius and ulna. Because they are hard as steel (and can be as hard as hyper diamond at Kage), these bones can act as a strong defensive mechanism against incoming strikes. Due to this they will also serve as an offensive attack to allow Kimimaro to move with little effort to impale his opponent.
•Bone Strength
Genin: Steel Chuunin: Titanium Special Jounin: Emerald Jounin: Corundum Sannin: Diamond Kage: Hyper Diamond Senpou Kaguya: Unbreakable by physical objects. Only ninjutsu can destroy a Senpou Kaguya's bones. They are even harder than hyper diamond, a level of resistance impossible to categorize.
• Your bones aren't the only part of your body that are resistant. Your skin and flesh are both highly invulnerable to a certain level of physical and elemental damage. Your skin feels and acts like stone; it's like a hard outer shell that defends you. You can have a sword lodged into your throat but from the average ninja, it'd take many seconds to pierce all the way through. You're a moving tank. When you've mastered Senpou Kaguya, your skin becomes as tough as corundum.
• You have enhanced perception, and for good reason. Kaguya train their whole lives to dominate melee, so they are better than most others at predicting attacks and perceiving the enemy's movements.
• Wind: This element gives the clan the ability to use the Flight Transformation as well as makes them lighter by fusing into their whole body. The Flight Transformation gives the User large reptilian wings(pterodactyl-like). The lighter body gives the use +1 speed . Due to the wings, the User is capable of mid-air combat.
• Water: This element is adapted into the blood and cells of the clan, giving them enhanced healing and regeneration ability. Small injuries are instantly healed. Large cuts or external damage in two. Broken bones will set and heal in three posts. A lost limb in five. Capable of healing others completely, but after healing someone else they turn to a weakened and smaller state (-2/-2, Transformation techniques strength reduced by 1 rank). Immune to poisons. Healing will passively activate when needed.
• Lightning: This element excites both the muscles and the senses. With acute smell, taste/smell, and sight, along with greater balance, this makes for an excellent tracker. +1 speed
• Ally of Nature Can speak and use wild animals for various tasks. Understands the speech of any non-human species.
• Natures Vanguard Due to the inherent ability to passively absorb natural chakra, Jyuugo members find themselves able to passively regenerate 10 chakra per post.
• Enhanced Survivalist Body After hundreds of years spent in the wilds and also being changed subtly by Nature Energy, the Jyuugo Clan has gained a greater physical prowess than the rest of the world. All jutsu attacks are 1 rank less effective against people with this bloodline, and jutsu 3 ranks lower than them are negated entirely. -
PHYSICAL TOUGHNESS -- The Taijutsu class not only teaches you to ignore pain, but can also make you immune to damage from weak attacks, based on your rank, making you almost immune to damage 2 ranks below you:
Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2015 8:21 am
Mood: Calming Down Location: Kiri Thoughts: "Quite Time..." Chakra Pool: 450/450 Crush: No One ~ Ryo: 476,000
.::. Speeding, 'cause it feels good To be moving on Sleep is for the weary I'm not slowing down. .::.
[Weapon Master] ▬▬▬▬ [Jounin ] ▬▬▬▬ [Kirigakure]
K a s u m o H o s h i g a k i Frozen Flower
Kasumo returned to the beach as it was a place she favored the most. The sound of the ocean waves splashing against the shore was relaxing to most people but even more so for Kasumo as the reasons were very clear to anyone that knew even a little information about her. Hoshigaki blood that rushed though her was always settled by the sound of the ocean. Her boots dug into the softness of the sand under her feet as she moved closer to the ocean. The sand becoming more stable under her feet as she near closer to the water. Her short blue locks whipping up with the ocean air as she looked out at the water. These past few days had been fulled with so many events. First she went to Konohagakure for a mission along with having a romantic encounter with someone that turned out to be her cousin and remained thankful that things did not processed past the point that they did or a heavy sin would be added to her list to carry. Completing her mission and returning home to be rewarded the rank of jounin and Samehada along with a spot in the seven swords men it had really been an interesting past few days but as always she would take these days as they came and wouldn't allow herself to be brought down by any uneasy thoughts. Enchanting ocean blue orbs stared out at the ocean water as she began to be lost in her own thoughts. Cutting herself off from the world around her as she did this Kasumo simply wanted to be alone.
Things were going so well for her to simply seem to turn on a dime so quickly. Samehada lost from her grasp needed to be returned to the Mizukage for whatever reason and the seven swordsmen no longer holding any meaning at all within the village let alone the world. A goal she sought after all her life was now simply that, a dream. Her free hand reached up to rub her eyes that were no longer the same. That implant hurt a lot more then she originally thought it would. Kasumo wasn't sure to yell out in frustration or weep. Her goals were gone and she felt like a empty shell that stood with all this power and yet had nothing to use it for. A pained expression crossed her gentle face as these thoughts circled around in her mind but after a time of thinking the girl left the beach in a veil of silences. [Exit]
.::. And when the record is done, I'll put another one on, Speeding 'cause it feels good, 'cause it feels good .::.
The birds had been sent out, but even then the organization he planned to build would require someone else to lead with him. He thought about all the ninja he ever saw as Mizukage and of which one would be most on board for his mission. There was the girl he met briefly, her name was Kira. He remember the words she spoke when they first met. She had said that she would train in the Mist village until the time in which she could take her place as God. That was who he needed to find, she is the one who would be most suited to helping him. He needed someone to count on, someone to cover his weaknesses. Also he needed someone to believe the same thing that he did, which was to save the world you must destroy all evil. Perhaps Kira would be his answer, could she be the one to help him reach the goal he sought. "Give me some kind of sign, how am I supposed to do anything. I need some kind of guidance, after all I'm not perfection. TELL ME WHAT TO DO, I DON'T UNDERSTAND. Or maybe I do, is it possible there is no sign and that I simply was supposed to come to my conclusion on my own. No Kira was the sign wasn't she, who else. I have never heard anyone talk like that, and while I brushed it off as funny, it had actual meaning. I get it now, your sign, it's all obvious and has been in front of me the entire time. She is the answer, she will help me. Together me and her shall save the world even if we must commit evil to do it." With that Cecil went into a laugh, defiantly sounding insane. Heck he was talking to himself, at least to other people it would seem that way. It was time to head to Kira's home, after all he did have a file on her. He would rather not step into the Mist village without Kya making him. He might retain relations with the Mist if only to use it as a resource for his new goal. He would save the Mist, no he would save the world. With that he left to journey to Kira's home to seek her out.
Part 1 Memories: Word Count 1511
Stats:
Speed: 11 / Strength:9
220/220
Jutsu:
Passives: • Senpou Kaguya Dormat As a master of the bloodline, the Kaguya Sages are capable of manipulating their bones with their mind. It is very similar to angel/demon manipulation, though in less quantity and range (100 feet within their body). Usually it will be something like pulling spikes out of the ground, rather than manipulating a tide of bones. Their bones regenerate faster, grow impossibly proportionately large, and can be used very strategically. The bones can be changed in shape and molded together even when already released. Fighting a Senpou Kaguya user is often very overwhelming, as they can repel many attacks with little chakra involved. They force their opponent to use jutsu that are actually strong enough to destroy the bones, which already gives the opponent a disadvantage. When using the Senpou Kaguya, your eyelids will turn a dark red, and you will often appear to shudder and pulse uncontrollably in the minds of others.
• The Bone Apostle Dormat This is an advanced version of the True Blood Unleashed. The bone apostle is a very powerful form of the Kaguya that can be activated at any time. Some would consider it their true selves, as it seems extremely natural to them. This state seems to constantly shift. Whenever they use one of their 'aspects' as an apostle, it will usually disappear as quickly as it emerged, remaining a mystery. The difference between a Senpou Kaguya and regular Kaguya's chakra is almost impossible for anyone to notice until this is being used, which can be a very quick thing. Their chakra will change slightly, enough for most dojutsu users to see that [something] has happened, but without clarity on what. It is not exactly defined what this form is. The form has a total of [5] aspects, and they are all very much meant for assassination and domination in physical combat.
• Dance of the Willows Passive It is the first of five dance forms. Using the ability to manipulate their bone structure, the clan member will grow and extend a forearm bone through the palm of their hand to form a stabbing instrument. Using fluid and precise movements, they will then impale opponents.
• Dance of the Larch Passive Karamatsu no Mai is a form of Taijutsu developed by Kimimaro to take advantage of his cursed seal and bloodline ability. It is the third of five dance forms. After activating the level one cursed seal form, Kimimaro will begin to extend multiple bones from his body. Both from his rib cage and his radius and ulna. Because they are hard as steel (and can be as hard as hyper diamond at Kage), these bones can act as a strong defensive mechanism against incoming strikes. Due to this they will also serve as an offensive attack to allow Kimimaro to move with little effort to impale his opponent.
•Bone Strength
Genin: Steel Chuunin: Titanium Special Jounin: Emerald Jounin: Corundum Sannin: Diamond Kage: Hyper Diamond Senpou Kaguya: Unbreakable by physical objects. Only ninjutsu can destroy a Senpou Kaguya's bones. They are even harder than hyper diamond, a level of resistance impossible to categorize.
• Your bones aren't the only part of your body that are resistant. Your skin and flesh are both highly invulnerable to a certain level of physical and elemental damage. Your skin feels and acts like stone; it's like a hard outer shell that defends you. You can have a sword lodged into your throat but from the average ninja, it'd take many seconds to pierce all the way through. You're a moving tank. When you've mastered Senpou Kaguya, your skin becomes as tough as corundum.
• You have enhanced perception, and for good reason. Kaguya train their whole lives to dominate melee, so they are better than most others at predicting attacks and perceiving the enemy's movements.
• Wind: This element gives the clan the ability to use the Flight Transformation as well as makes them lighter by fusing into their whole body. The Flight Transformation gives the User large reptilian wings(pterodactyl-like). The lighter body gives the use +1 speed . Due to the wings, the User is capable of mid-air combat.
• Water: This element is adapted into the blood and cells of the clan, giving them enhanced healing and regeneration ability. Small injuries are instantly healed. Large cuts or external damage in two. Broken bones will set and heal in three posts. A lost limb in five. Capable of healing others completely, but after healing someone else they turn to a weakened and smaller state (-2/-2, Transformation techniques strength reduced by 1 rank). Immune to poisons. Healing will passively activate when needed.
• Lightning: This element excites both the muscles and the senses. With acute smell, taste/smell, and sight, along with greater balance, this makes for an excellent tracker. +1 speed
• Ally of Nature Can speak and use wild animals for various tasks. Understands the speech of any non-human species.
• Natures Vanguard Due to the inherent ability to passively absorb natural chakra, Jyuugo members find themselves able to passively regenerate 10 chakra per post.
• Enhanced Survivalist Body After hundreds of years spent in the wilds and also being changed subtly by Nature Energy, the Jyuugo Clan has gained a greater physical prowess than the rest of the world. All jutsu attacks are 1 rank less effective against people with this bloodline, and jutsu 3 ranks lower than them are negated entirely. -
PHYSICAL TOUGHNESS -- The Taijutsu class not only teaches you to ignore pain, but can also make you immune to damage from weak attacks, based on your rank, making you almost immune to damage 2 ranks below you:
Posted: Sat Apr 18, 2015 6:40 pm
Finally, a day alone in the sun, with the worries and cares of the village far behind him. It seemed like a lifetime since Aydan could have a day all to himself without some issue or another in the village drawing his attention away. The sunlight danced on his clothes as he walked through a thin tree line on his way to a small secluded stretch of beach that he had discovered years before when he was nothing more than a small child. The smell of the ocean filled his noise. As did another scent that seemed oddly out of place. A faint trace of smoke hung in the air. Perhaps someone else had discovered his little hiding place and decided to grill out? That could only mean one thing. He was going to have to find a new hiding place if that was the case. Being a Sannin, it was hard for him to go places without being recognized and swarmed by little kids and die hard ninja fans. It was an annoyance that he didn't feel like dealing with anytime soon, but he had to double check his spot.
As Aydan continued walking down the slightly overgrown path he had made years before, the smell of smoke became stronger, mixed with other odors that he couldn't quite place his finger on. Slowly, he could pick up the noise of voices drifting over the sound of the waves crashing along the beach. Where he had originally thought that there was only a handful of people, it sounded closer to over 50 people gathered along the thin stretch of beach before him. Was it some kind of Spring Break beach party going on? That s**t wasn't going to fly. Aydan could only imagine the sheer amount of trash that was piling up on the beach, and just how destroyed the natural landscape was going to be by all these people. Pushing through a final bit of dense undergrowth to the beach, Aydan realized just how wrong he really was, and just how much more of a pain this new situtation was going to be.
In place of a bunch of young people partying, Aydan was confronted by the front of a large boat, and 50-60 men pulling it to shore and offloading supplies. One of them, presumably a lookout was already running towards him, wielding a large axe overhead. Before the strange attacker could swing his axe however, Aydan swung off the back he had been carrying on his shoulder, and threw it, catching the man in the face, knocking him back a few paces. As the man staggered backwards, attempting to regain his balance, Aydan ran forward. His right fist flew forward, slamming into the scout's midsection, causing him to drop his axe to clutch his stomach in pain. Aydan's next attack was to grab the man's neck, pulling him downward, and at the same time, Aydan would throw his right knee up, catching the man in square in the face, shattering his nose, and most of the bones in his face. A resounding crack echoed outward from the sheer force of the impact.
Out of the corner of his eye, Aydan saw another attacker, presumably another one of the lookouts for the small camp spread out before him. Still holding onto the first lookout's neck, Aydan spun in a circle, throwing the now limp body into the second man with enough force to send them both backwards, rolling away. Walking to pickup his pack, Aydan almost missed the third attacker who had snuck into the treeline to attack him from behind. Grabbing the strap of his bag, Aydan swung it around like a flail, slamming the side of the bag into third lookouts head with enough force to knock him to the ground. Aydan would quickly appear on top of the man, delivering fists to his head, one after another, each one slamming into a different part of the face, shattering each part. He only stopped when the second lookout had finally recovered and began to run forward, wilding swinging his weapon from side to side in an attempt to slice open Aydan. Instead, his axe would seem to slam into an invisible force that would not allow the blade to pass through. It was his immaculate defense, and was in truth, more than enough to handle the three attackers, but Aydan enjoyed having the ability to use his hands. This time, it had deemed it neccessary to use Second Set, with the first hand grabbing the axe, and the second hand shooting forward to grab the windpipe, crushing it in one swift motion, turning the body into a limp ragdoll that simply hung in the air, supported by the strength of an invisible hand.
Dropping the body to the ground, the free hand would now drift to the ground, picking up the axe dropped by the third man, and Aydan himself would wield the last axe in his own hand, leaving his left hand free to cast techniques. His free hand reached into a pocket on his clothes, pulling out a small kunai, hurling it into the camp to get the attention of the men inside. It was odd that none of the lookouts had called out when he attacked, but his kunai would be more than enough to suffice at getting their attention. And sure enough, one by one, a small group of men came out to investigate the strange weapon that had been thrown in their direction, quickly looking to the treeline where an intimidating Aydan now stood, with two axes floating in midair behind him, as if by magic. Seeing the now dead and unconscious bodies of their comrades, the group went into a rage, bellowing in anger as they charged, brandishing a cornicopia of weapons and armor to do battle with their lone attacker. The group running at him numbered close to 10 now. Surely the others still waiting in the camp observing assumed that this number of attackers would be more than enough to kill one single man, even if he hand overpowered three of their lookouts single-handedly before anyone even knew that he was even there.
The new wave of attackers was incredibly disorganized, each man fueled by rage, wanting to avenge their comrades. Aydan flicked his wrist, signaling the pair of axes behind him to begin their assault on the first man to reach him. The first hand would use its own weapon to parry the strike of axe that was being swing by leader of the pack. As the axes impacted, an intense vibrating sensation would ring through the axe, forcing its wielder to drop it on the ground and clutch his hands from the sheer intensity of the pain. It would feel like he had just attempted to swing his axe at a reinforced concrete wall. While all of this was occurring, the second hand would float up into the air, swiping downward, cleaving the man in half from head to groin, spraying blood in multiple directions, drenching the ground quickly and turning it into a muddy mess. The second man to reach Aydan did so by bypassing the first man in his moment of need. Instead of parrying the killing blow that split his fellow man in half, he went for the killing blow himself. Aydan parried his attack, and reached out his free hand, grabbing the man by the collar of his shirt, pulling him in close. At the same time, Aydan would thrust his head forward, slamming it into the man's nose, shattering it in an instant. He let go to him, pushing him backwards. As he rolled around on the ground, one of the Second Set hands would slam its axe into his chest, causing blood to spurt into the air, crushing his rib cage. A small bead of sweat began to form on Aydan's brow as he watched the rest of the group approaching. They seemed to have stopped after seeing their comrade get cleaved in half before their very eyes, and had obviously began to develop a plan of attack that didn't revolve around simply swarming and overwhelming their target with sheer numerical superiority. They began to separate into some form of line, and began to methodically run forward, staying in step with each other. There was something odd about this kind of combat. Normal bandits didn't know advanced military techniques, much less move forward in a formation on line with each other.
As the line got closer, it broke into three smaller groups, which began to move onto either side of him and directly in front of him. In the end, two were directly in front of him, with 3 on either side, trapping him. It seemed that they finally realized he could only ever maintain one set of hands, plus what he could hold in his own. By coming from multiple direction simultaneously, they could take away his advantage and hope to exploit one of his only real weaknesses. If that had actually been one of his weaknesses, they might have actually killed him there, but oh, just how wrong they really were. Behind Aydan, what appeared to be a wisp of energy would appear to form, taking the shape of a man. It simply looked like a shadow, a solid fog, but it was one of the cardinal abilities of the entire bloodline he had inherited from his mother. Not a moment after it had taken its full form did Aydan launch his attack upon the targets gathered around him. His Second Set would float forward, engaging the opponents directly in front of him. The clanging of their weapons rang out as they began to dance around and parry each others attempts to harm the other. The construct standing behind Aydan, known as the Psycho Soul turned and began to lumber to the left, leaving only the three on the right for Aydan to handle himself. They all stayed close together, so if he was going to attack one, it meant attacking the group as a whole. At least, that was what they were hoping for. As the steadily marched towards him, Aydan took a step forward, phasing into pure light. He would travel almost instantly, and appear behind them, swinging his axe horizontally. The first poor soul it impacted would be almost entirely cut in half by the sheer force of the impact, the the axe itself would imbed itself in the side of the middle man. Aydan would then jump onto the back of the last man, wrapping his arms around the mans the neck, squeezing until he slowly choked the life out of the man's body and felt it go limp like a rag doll. He looked over to the man who was laying in the middle with the axe handle still protruding from the side of his body and walked over to him, putting his boot on the back of the man's head, forcing it down into the mud until he too had suffocated and ceased to breathe. While all of this had been occurring, his constructs had taken care of what was left of the rest of the formation that had marched out to challenge him. In the camp, alarms were sounding as another group was being assembled to march out and meet the warrior that was so effortlessly decimating their forces with little to no effort required. The Psycho Soul now held a great sword in both of its hands, and was slowly lumbering back towards its creator, ready to once again do his bidding and destroy his foes. But for now, they waited for the next wave of attackers to appear before them. A gentle breeze swept off the ocean, and momentarily reminded Aydan that all of this had started because he had wanted to take a day off and enjoy a day on the beach all by himself. It seemed the world had no intent of allowing him to have even a single moments reprieve from constant combat.
Such a day cannot be without some sort of conflict, can there? It has been quite awhile since he had set foot here and now once again the field of battle is upon the land. In truth, the man had been tracking this for a few days now since his return. The ship and the people were armed to the teeth, how unfortunate of them all. Trees were all around as the old sage moved deftly along, picking up tracks and trails from all the recent activity in the day and confirming there was heavy traffic from those he was pursuing.
The view of a battle was now apparent along the coast as a lone man was fighting the group of an estimated forty or more, for what the old man could see. He shadowed the landscape as he determined that the lone man was indeed alone and up against the large group while demonstrating raw power. Even from far away he could hear the bones and snaps of their bodies as he cleaved through each one like a man turned battering ram to a door. Vukan's closer inspection noted that this group was indeed foreign, while the lonesome fighter was a shinobi of the hidden village nearby. While it had been years since he last heard of things, to what he recalled the mist was not on the best of terms with the grass village.
Or were they?
Even so, the old man had no ties to any one village visible on his person nor was he around for the past few years yet his name may have still clung to those around. He fights alone, these men are obviously not villagers, foreigners. he thought to himself, still lingering far back as he took to the trees.
Foreigners were around and things couldn't get that much different since three years ago. Observing from afar was an old man formerly of Kusagakure and was now a simple wanderer. His trip away from the land has given him a period of self reflection and more importantly, information of the lands beyond their own. While not fully educated on the culture and names, he knew these men's ethnic standing well enough to know they were not from the water country. His own boat further down the coast remained beached as the old coot was already off and begun the trek towards the fighting as one lone shinobi had engaged with them.
Vukan could identify chakra being used from each of the supernatural movements the lone man did and could hear the bone shattering strikes as the roar of battle was apparent. At a glance he could count at least forty of the people and possibly more out of sight or obscured by the foliage of trees. So it was about time to make his allegiance known and be loud about it. This man could potentially be overrun while gaining a possible chance of learning of what had gone on over the course of three years. So, Vukan would like to take such a chance while he could, while he was old his skill was still in its prime.
Alarms sounded off in the air as the man had stirred up quite the hornet's nest and all the little bees were out to hunt the bear. Little did the camp know from the approach of Vukan in the trees was another bear for their hive. While he and the lone attacker weren't bears, the concept was still the same. From tree to tree, he grew closer until finally he reached the edge of the clearing in a large oak nestled along the border of the trees. From here he could see it all, the ocean, the boat and the nasty grouping of foreign warriors, dead and alive alike spread out through the sand and grass, blood splattered and concave holes in some of them. It was truly a mess and this fighter was not the average mook.
Four there, Six here. Two there. Vukan mentally counted the closest targets within his range and began figuring the potential results of what he could do. With a vial he shot a small quantity of his blood on two knives and inscribed a seal from his finger of "Explosion". The seal glowed silently as it fused with the weapon and completed the technique.
Two he counted were sounding the alarms and each were upon rickety watch towers. So this annoyed the man as he spun the weapons on each hand and let both fly out simultaneously to the first two. Like predicted, neither had expected a throwing knife as they both cried out in shock and pain before tumbling off of their high vantage points. First one struck was a bald man, knife catching him on the thigh to make him fall over the side just as the seal glowed. On the other victim, he was a younger individual who caught the knife square on the head, killing him instantly as it burrowed through the temple and knocked him over the side while said seal also glowed.
Vukan didn't waste perfectly good knives in order to kill a couple of peons, yet the alarms were at last silent. Clapping his hands together, the true purpose of his attack was now going to show as both seals glowed an eerie blue. Right around the mid section of each body's fall, the knives erupted into a deadly and spontaneous explosion of chakra the blew each body apart like a zit, scattering blood and guts all along their ranks. While at the same time, the two towers were knocked over and sent cascading down toward the rest of the bandits. Few didn't escape as their bodily forms were crushed under falling timber, extinguishing their lives in gruesome ways. Five were killed in that first strike.
Flinging a hiraishin rite, the old man threw a blade close to the next group he mentally noted of six. Surprised by the sudden deaths behind them, the knife that stuck into the ground was all but unnoticed. For a split second the air shimmered and distorted the fabric of space as Vukan leaped as greased lightning. Now fully revealed, the old man was dressed in old rages and a brown hood that concealed his identity and yet spiraling seals radiated along his bare arms and the ground below him. Not a moment sooner he thrusted his arm forward like a punch dagger with fingers extended as a violent chakra crackled along the entire arm.
Blackish and purple chakra ripped through the first man who actually turned around to see his killer before his very eyes. Vukan's hand sliced into the stomach cavity and already the corrosive medical chakra went to work. Cells decaying and the heart ruptured from the pure energy, the fool was dead fore he hit the ground. Two on each side of the old man tried swinging their weapons at the man's back, yet it was useless as they met resistance just as a now visible barrier, created by the seals, deflected both weapons away as if they were flies. Vukan only retaliated by throwing the now dead body into another and assassinated both of the men who tried striking him down. Grabbing each by the throat, the medical chakra unravelled their cells, killing the brain as the flesh turned a sickly black and the eyes ruptured to where both were almost crying tears of blood.
Three of the six were dead and the now four from the last closest group was reinforcing the remaining three to combat their new opponent. Vukan wasn't too far away from the lone attacker of earlier yet these men were his targets and nothing else concerned him as of now. They talked to one another yet the old man didn't listen as he cancelled his jutsu and only made two clones and stood still. They didn't advance as the old man was deceptively quick and deadly yet they begun to slowly circle as more came closer.
All three of Vukan stood still for a second with one eye closed, focusing themselves and then as if by some cue all three flung a single knife to a target. In the span of only seconds, three men dropped dead with a precise throw to their neck close by grouply clustered bandits. And yet with these precise throws, all three of Vukan vanished in a split second and only to seemingly teleport right where the knives were thrown like a shunshin skill was used.
In now close enough proximity, Vukan and his clones focused on the closest person(s) near them and let loose possibly the deadliest close range skill he had. All the men save for one person were engulfed in a twisting dimension of air, chakra and force as their screams could be heard. All three Vukans used the Death of Clowns, sucking in six people -- two per Vukan -- all at once into another dimension with the sealing jutsu. They were all ripped to pieces as he meant them to, sucking in every bit in his line of sight until the techniques were complete and the two clones dispersed and the grass all around Vukan was riddled with the blood, guts, bone and other bits of unnamed gore from their torn bodies.
He stood there and looked at the last man as he ran off away from the old man as he pulled his hood down. The convenient breeze whipped through, disturbing the snow white hair of his age and he cracked his back and muttered "I'm too old for this," before looking slightly towards the lone shinobi "Don't suppose we can't clear these parasites together?" It wasn't a question as it was a general statement with no humor, he didn't smile but only 'hrmph'ed at the sight of more bandits.
Looking forward to what was next she looked around and was happy she decided to venture out. Gin gave out a weird dark vibe as she walked out into the beach away from everyone else. She kicked her shoes off and laid down. She went into deep thought about if she should take her mask off or not.
