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Shape without form, Shade without color...

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[Hideo-Tenma]

ooc// did you read the first page?

[Hideo-Tenma]

[悲しみ] Death before dishonor...

"Moestitia"
deception unmasks our reality

Taking off his blade as he placed it upon the oak tabletop that scattered the tavern floors. He awaited Kojima's response.

...perceives me to fight harder [悲しみ]

[Hideo-Tenma]

{•}{•} Time Skip {•}{•}

[Hideo-Tenma]

[悲しみ] Death before dishonor...

"Moestitia"
deception unmasks our reality

Masked within the hall of exile would exist a being such as the Sorrow. Constant tears brought upon the bottled emotion he withholds from his opponents. The lives he has slain through irreproachable order. The day existed without night, as night overturned day without notice. Days were long and the nights were longer. The humid muck that shadowed the mountain side was tolerable but to the inconsistent desert basin, one saw it refreshing. Temperatures bottoming at a mere 40 degrees as Hideo laced with cotton fabric that draped his person lethargically. He, like others, always pondered the existence of this place much like archeologists did when they discovered pyramids. An elongated object protruded from his lips as small puffs of narcotic cancer escaped the tip to then just float about the air until it dissipated completely. The smell of sweet tobacco scented the air as Hideo strolled. Not much to life... he thought as he paced around. Maybe something would happen, or maybe not.

...perceives me to fight harder [悲しみ]

[Hideo-Tenma]

[悲しみ] Death before dishonor...

"Moestitia"
deception unmasks our reality

The terms of agreement were always risky as he sat at a table. The saki bottle half full and his heart empty on dreams. His optics set upon the horizon as the humid sizzle of sunlight and early morning air seeped through the vents and cracks of the tavern. Their Hideo resided in confinement and not solemn peace. Cursing as his palms gripped the splintered wood that created the table.

...perceives me to fight harder [悲しみ]

[Hideo-Tenma]

Deception is key....

The whispering thoughts passed through his mind as he formulated them into a small sigh. His stroll was brisk as he entered the solemn establishment. He hadnt been in since forever but he would not give up on his home. He was here to stay as he stood behind the bar

[Hideo-Tenma]

[悲しみ] Death before dishonor...

grazing the fine nail across the wooden table as he came to a squatting stop. His cream optics fell upon the emptiness and timeless inhabitants of the Tavern. Hideo wasnt new to this nor was his warm bronze skin. He was tired of the same routine as he kicked back and allowed his head to rest on his palms. It was a quiet night.

...perceives me to fight harder [悲しみ]

[Hideo-Tenma]

[悲しみ] Death before dishonor...

Amongst the inconceivable being that tore through life itself, stood a man. Not scarred by life but tortured by death...through the blossoming flower of existence and slow rapture of the god's this being that manifested itself within the wet,dense,murky ecosystem compared his stature to that of Caesar. Like a small unknown general that would soon rise to power through the coordination of his talking hand, Hideo was slowly conquering Rome. The power could be irreproachable, his mind pondered the most complicated ideology that existed, himself. To achieve greatness would be to conquer oneself, religiously following this theory proved to work for Julius then, could it work for Hideo? Upon the synaptic pulses that triggered muscle movement within the brain and neural transistors that processed and sent information, via electrical charge, Hideo's mind was a lexicon for advantageous wisdom. He, essentially, excited himself to say the least when he was able to teach his knowledge...even when he learned new skill's he followed through with the utmost priority. This, in an itself, was what compared Hideo to the king, ruler, commandant, cadre, of Roman republic. With strength in his arm, and the hope of the people Hideo could accomplish everything. Being of homo-sapien genome Hideo had no unique power, but this was not needed. For the will of the people and the confidence to enact order, and law is the strongest power to have. Oh how silly little demi gods played their game of life in order to claim supreme being. Amongst their whiteboards plotting their next move, hoping that his arrival will be bigger than the previous one...but unlike them, Hideo waited, his tactics pressed and goal set as they all would soon await his arrival in disbelief. To have gaia on the tip of his finger, stood the Fallen Roman King...

...perceives me to fight harder [悲しみ]

[Hideo-Tenma]

The clone would find a soft spot within the Sabaku as the chakra illuminating from his predecessors body drove him home. Appearing before the hot desert sand as the heat waves pulsated above the ground. Hands folding then interlocking as they differed in shape with each motion before stopping at one. This last hand sign would activate a jutsu. The chakra flowing as the user would be effected inadvertently but to his knowledge nothing came of the preparation. A simple poof if there was one as nothing came as of a result. The clone was puzzled as it redirected the flow and attempted the handsigns once more. Nothing...

[Hideo-Tenma]

Phase II of the clones attempt would be futile as these specialty clones only last as long as the user has conscious control of them. Considering the user's state the clone would poof in a shroud of phosphorous smog. clearing the Sabaku of life once again.

[Hideo-Tenma]

[Reel Reeality]

Hideo-Tenma

[Hideo-Tenma]

Kojima_Hayashi

Kojima_Hayashi

Kojima "Sono Kietsu" Hayashi
[Itinerant ad Interim]

Time was now with the subtle deprivation of control, his competition was and forever will be his kin. Hayashi poised and focused on what was to come. The eerie crescendo of tempo, andante to an allegretto. His optics piercing Hideo's silhouette, the composer's fixated on one another waiting for the next move. The piece was more of a doloroso then dolce, the aura pulsating to Hayashi's metronome. The palms open and ready to proceed, leveled at the waist. Removing the katana, Hayashi saw no use in using a blade while approaching an unarmed man, at least from what he could see. The roots of his person advancing in a largo pace, snow melting away before each movement as the metronome began to ascend. The sound of foot steps being the bass as he approached the teacher. Removing the snow covered wool coat, Hideo would see the standard O.N.B.U. uniform. The chronic aura would continue as he was about to trigger his solo, the soft spoken words would seep through his crevice.

"Our symphony will end with a solo......"

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Gate of Opening (Kaimon) releases the brain's limit on the total strain on the muscles, giving the user five times their normal strength..

The chakra flow would transform allowing for necessary power to aid him in performing his next technique. Hayashi would then channel his chakra into his palms forming the Chidori technique aka "One Thousand Birds" a name given due to the sound heard when its manifested. The sound of a thousand birds chirping, another change of pace in this masterpiece. From here was where his sub-conscious mind came into place. He had recently molded his chakra for a reason as it instantly cracked the first chakra gate ( Initial) located within the body of Hayashi. Combined with the his molded chakra technique he would be able to make his body perform stronger and faster as well as dish out direct chakra blows through the physical form to unleash damage to the chakra flow within ones body. But of course the posed question would be opening the last gate. But Hayashi never made it that far considering it would not need to be opened if one mixes chakra molding to the equation. Rushing towards Hideo with this change of pace the tempo would increase to be known as prestissimo. The purpose of ninjutsu was not to end the fight but rather get the skirmish to a boiling point, after all their was only snow around them. Although chidori was used to finish, Hayashi used it to begin something of greater meaning. Heart rate would increase but due to the chidori being manifested, Hayashi channeled his chakra to arm making the pulsating aura dim down to a harmless 5mA, making hand to hand an option if the proceeded attack didn't land.

"Nan...tatoi...!?!?"

The faint sound of Hayashi screaming on the top of his lungs, the warrior cry of a man breaking the limits set fourth from his teacher, kin, and friend. The time was now, in order to prepare himself of what lied ahead in the O.N.B.U., one must not feel and he needed to surpass the mental and physical boundaries in order manifest into "Sono Kietsu," "The Joy". Hayashi rushed towards Hideo as the ground was becoming ruptured beneath his roots from his heavy footing. His eyes filled with rage, body readying itself for Hideo to do what he does best,

Impress and Astonish.

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[Chidori-"One Thousand Birds"]:Chidori is used for assassination purposes. Activating the body to focus chakra to the hand, Hayashi's hand become enveloped by an electrical force. This force is his chakra altered in nature to an electrical current. By altering the shape of the force, similar to an electrical discharge, they can decide the power and range of the attack. After concentrating the chakra into the arm, Hayashi uses his quickness and the power of the thrust from the chakra to pierce any object with the extended forearm. Due to the high speed, the force emits a sound like a thousand birds chirping which gave the technique its name. Because of the great amount of chakra needed to utilize the technique, the technique can only be used so many times during the day.

Heart rate: 119 bpm

Theme:David Sylvian, Messenger - Blonde Redhead

ll For Hideo ll

[Hideo-Tenma]

Hideo-Tenma

[悲しみ] Death before dishonor...

"Sono Hitan"
deception unmasks our reality

The grinding sound of the chidori was like music to Hideo's ears as he loathed the overpowered tactics of ninjutsu. Within his own reasoning Hideo always had a vendetta, if you will, against ninjutsu users for some unbeknownst reason. He himself only executes them in defense, but like any other nin he has grown to depend on them. Thusly, with Kojima's burning desire as his fingers seared the soft ground sparks ignited into an enthralled spectacle. Each spark dancing around like popcorn popping while kojima's squawking mimiced the intensity that was brought forth. Hideo advanced in a calm and collected tone. The two approaching eachother, Kojima advancing faster than Hideo, like two bulls battling for supremacy. This cataclysmic reaction of these two forces seemed inevitable as the sky would turn blood red. It was Hideo's turn.

"troupe grandeur"

he retorted as Kojima made his war time assault. The electrifying persona of his irreproachable being made Kojima's onslaught somewhat of a special one. Hideo could not just discard of this nin in the simplest of manner. For Hideo, this kill meant something. Cream optics fluttering as the white light emitting from the chidori caste a large silhouette behind Hideo. His hands replaced his thoughts as the two instantly became within 4 feet. Rikujou Douyou no jutsu was Hideo's intent as the last handsign finished within a blink of an eye. Kojima's left arm engulfed in lightning affinity as the aura licked away at his flesh. Erecting itself infront of Kojima as it was positioned parallel to the ground. Kojima's hands would be masked by the white light as his scream worked in conjuction with his movement, springing forward. Hideo's movement would be simple whilst his optics shifted to Kojima's feet then snapping forward to see if his body did what he commanded. The small puddle Kojima dug his foot in to would be the result of the melting snow compounding with the earth to create a soft mud like surface. And Hideo, being of earth affinity, used this to his advantage. Planting off that pivot foot so he could gain as much potential energy into his thrust, Kojima would feel his foot sink a few centimeters. Now the timing of Hideo's jutsu was flawless as Kojima already began exerting the power he had in his leg and channeling it to his foot so he could push off, so at that moment the ground would lose its form causing Kojima to get a horrible launch. This ruined Kojima's target and aiming coordinates. Instead Kojima would move forth as he staggered to allow his left foot to gain his balance from his slip, then his arms would probably flail around to catch some sort of balance just so he did not faceplant the algid surface. Resulting, in the irreversible conduction of his jutsu. Even if Kojima somehow managed to lunge forth into a desperate attempt to still touch Hideo, lets just say easier said then done.

"assume nothing!"

Hideo wasting no time to gain his momentum back as Kojima made his decent, Now it was time to show Kojima the sorrow. Strafing Kojima's right side, Hideo would lower his body as he shot upward and forward. His palm rotating so it was about face to the ground. His rough flesh of his palm facing Kojima. His right palm would be molding itself from the inside as Hideo attacked just to the right of Kojima, essentially his body being flush to kojima's shoulder. Words murmuring as his cream optics swirled in preparation. First Divination Seal- Destructive Air Uppercut would form into sound as Hideo's body tensed and he stopped his palm, roughly, one inch from Kojima's torso. Hideo's body flush to Kojima's shoulder as it was sort of a classic uppercut, except with Hideo stopping his follow through. The palm did not make contact, to kojima this might have been weird as he tried to gain his stance from slipping, but to Hideo it was all part of the joke. His palm had molded the chakra, sort of like loading a shotgun, and as Hideo stopped the momentum from his arm (uppercut) the chakra would discharge from the palm, like an invisible air blast from a shotgun right towards kojima's stomach. This would probably launch Kojima up a few inches and cause loss of breath...but this was only a step to Hideo's process. This technique exclusive to his own Neo Goukenn Ryuu style. Optics snapping to the damage as hideo took a retreating step back to pivot then re-execute his final move...

[ Kojima's reply post insert here (if applicable) ]

...If Hideo's doton jutsu worked, allowing kojima to slip, then Hideo executing his uppercut palm successfully then Kojima would be stuck like chuck. It was more of a fluid combo if you will, unfortunate advantages that would cause Kojima not a ounce of time to react appropriately to Hideo's attack...if Hideo was wrong there was certainly a place (above) for kojima to react, but if not then Hideo would continue to his final move.

Kojima now feeling the sudden exertion of chakra (in solid form) pressing against is organs. Compressing them into a quick punch that would seemingly cause some dazed state to fall upon kojima, and if not that, then he would definitely be feeling its pain. As for Hideo, not stopping at his palm technique, he would pivot off his backstep where the necessary handsigns were executed. Chakra No Gato, similar to the Chakra no Ito, or chakra threads. Since Hideo had already had a sense for chakra control and could exert his chakra into a solid form he'd figured he could utilize this ability (without use of bloodline, all tied directly to chakra control) to his advantage. Think of it as an extension cord he could attach to anyone with a softened tenketsu wall. How Hideo would manage this would be because of his palm technique he used ,solid chakra, to hit Kojima, this would in turn soften Kojima's tenketsu line (vein walls) where he could now latch his chakra threads to him. Like becoming one in the same entity, feeding on the same chakra source. Thusly, Hideo's chakra tendril would slither forth, as the two were already in close proximity, to penetrate the softened area of where Hideo used his palm technique. The chakra tendrils snapping to Kojima's inner tenketsu line as the process began. Any damage incurred to one would be felt by the other...if death followed one, it would follow the other. Now Hideo and Kojima are tied by chakra and life. Which one will win now?

"learn everything..."

The inconceivable cold wolf flurry that fluttered around the two in this 38 x 38 chakra stadium was amazing. How Hideo was able to maintain such chakra use was outstanding but soon to be his downfall. His inner chakra system was trembling now, as he felt the battle grow to a proportional epic divide. It was time to end this fight, in all its epicness. Pouring life, blood, sweat, and mind into this performance. The two would soon dissipate into the legend of the BWI valley...become crumbling stone as old fights and foes now reside. This fight would end in its own magnified glory.

Neo Gouken Ryuu: Thirty fifth palm opened: 35/50,
Chakra: re-routing, stable
Physical: Normal

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..::Theme: Tears of a Samurai, RZA

...perceives me to fight harder [悲しみ]

[Hideo-Tenma]

Kojima_Hayashi

Kojima "Sono Kietsu" Hayashi
[Itinerant ad Interim]

As Hayashi stood their taking notice to Tenma setting the boundaries, his perception of the environment was feeble and unclear. The chronic flurries making his temperature unstable and his senses obscure. The palms dry and stiff, his feet algid and still, his face serious and pale. The glistening metallic steel would be the lone lustrous form of the dismal depleted terrain known as Kuro Ookami. From the gates on would be a society of kin and guerrilla alike. Their was no sky and no end to this grungy whiteout which engulfed its lands. Hayashi's wool coat would have a sheet of white making his charcoal flack jacket invisible. Boots in a foot of snow and his persona just camouflaged from the perpetual weather. His hues scanning the fellow kin with exulting static, reaching into his flack slit pocket he would present 3 senbon planting them to form a triangle around his person. One at the front of his silhouette, one by the right heel, and another by the left heel. Exhibiting the proper hand seals in order to progress with his jutsu.

1- Tatsu
2- Mi
3- Uma
4- Hitsuji

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[Raiton Purusu Reiki no Jutsu]: Ninjutsu technique used by Hayashi. Allowing for an aura of electricity which pulsates at the same tempo to which his heart does. Adrenaline and death aid it in its crescendo or it depleting. With the mA of 12, one fourth of whats needed to kill a human being, causing delay in actions. 0-4 ft of range from the user's body. The aura consisted of two electron clouds, with a odd number of electrons, which surrounds the neutron and proton causing for the electricity to have a negative charge, and in some cases balancing out electron clouds when another object has the same charge.

In fluent motion the jutsu would manifest itself as a pulsating aura of electricity. Throbing to Hayashi's heart beat, with adrenaline it would crescendo and if fate sought to it that he died then it would cease to exist. The senbon's purpose was to channel his electric aura on to the ground overcharging the protons and electrons causing for them to circulate rapidly and produce heat, therefore the snow would melt allowing for more mobility and giving Hideo more visible earth to work with. He knew Hideo's forte but saw an opportunity in overcoming a barrier. A barrier instilled when Hayashi was a genin and Hideo was his abecedary, pushing limits. Now with the floor cleared within the 38x38 box implemented by Hideo earlier, Hayashi would hoist the senbon from the mud ground. And with their previous charge launch them at Hideo, if successful Hideo would have 12mA circulating through his body making him delay opening a window for Hayashi to react.

Heart Rate: 98 bpm