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 Posted: Fri Jun 29, 2012 4:37 pm
Hidden Creature: Off the Cliff   The last thing he sees is Lucifer smiling at him. “No.” Dots of blue see to spot his vision before completely obscuring it as Waijen barks a farewell. Scion then sits up quickly to find himself back where he was before; back in the grand entryway of his family castle. He sits in the center of where he’d lost consciousness before. “No… They can’t be gone…” Scion’s long hair begins to float as if he’s under water as his body shines with a white light. Sparks of blue flash across the room as the metal ground begins to dematerialize. An alchemic circle is soon revealed on the ground now, used by someone planning to use a large sacrifice. The boy keeps his hands pressed firmly against the ground at his sides as the room flashes white. The cloaked figure from before disappears behind a pillar on a balcony above as Scion at the same moment that Scion and Lucifer’s mother falls down and into the center of the alchemy circle. Wind rages throughout the room as Scion’s eyes go blank. “I won’t let you take them. I want them both back…!” Scion’s right leg slowly begins to turn into red and black sparkles as pained cries and shrieks are heard from outside.
Those whose lives were claimed by the corpses or the flaming wolves would begin to turn to the same particles as Scion’s leg. The woman in the center of the circle, the twin boy’s mother, begins to melt and her body turns a bright crimson. Everything is silent and then a loud creaking and roaring is heard. The same door from when Scion met Lucifer and Waijen again appears in the center of the room and is shut tight. “Some baby has managed to call upon me? Was is thy desire? You sacrificed much of your village and your right leg to call me out. You are aware that this is only the price to summon me?” Scion pants hard, blood draining from the area where his leg once was. His missing arm from before has been restored as a result of venturing near the gate before and his other minor wounds also healed. Still, the pain of his missing leg was enough to be almost unbearable now. Scion’s vision goes in and out before finally steadying and merely causing him to see doubles. He stares at the all white figure and manages to bring the doubled sight closer together to understand there was only one and not two.
This being shows no distinction of whether or not it is male or female and doesn’t appear to have any hair or clothing on. The figure grins and shows the black of the inside of its mouth as it begins speaking again, “Is it the boy and mutt you’re wanting? I won’t part with the boy easily. Maybe we can trade him for you instead? I’ll even give you your real arm instead of that falsie. The one that got cut off when you tried to keep your brother from being dragged away. You remember? When that metal door was closing? Of course you’ll get your leg back from the sacrifice too.”
“The door,” Scion struggles to blurt out, “I was once told by my mother about alchemist having a door… I’ll trade mines for Lucifer’s return and Waijen’s too.”
“One door is not equal to another. And trading your door for both Waijen and Lucifer is greedy. After all, your door is only worth a little bit more than Lucifer’s. Making it not enough for both.” The creature chuckles and continues to speak in it’s androgynous tone of voice, “I may consider a separate proposal… if you’re willing?” Scion falls onto his side on the ground and continues to pant. His hair falls over his face and he can barely see through it; not that he could see very well anyway. The double vision was worsening, the images in his sights spreading out far and increasing in number. His breathing is slow and very strained, it wouldn’t be long before he lost consciousness again. “Don’t die or else I’ll just take everything free of charge,” the being laughs. “Your mother isn’t dead, but her abilities are temporarily sealed off. If you kill her with your own hands and give me the thing growing inside of her, then I will give you Waijen along with Lucifer back. But…” The being seems to flicker over to where Scion’s mother is and stares down at her. Her eyes in her liquid shape seem to beam up at the being with rage as it smiles even wider.
“Hello Mauriell. But if you take out her core then I have no choice but to at least give you the souls of your brother and pet. Accompanied with you killing her at least as a result, I will restore either Lucifer’s body and soul or your pet’s body and soul then the other will be returned but as a mere soul.” The figure steps over to Scion silently and admires his immense pain. “I will also take the rest of the villagers that I didn’t use to be summoned here to transfer the child your mother has created out of her body and into another. But you will never know where or when. So what do you say?” The being seemed the most interested in Scion and Lucifer’s mother, Mauriell. But why was that? Does it have to do with how long she has been alive; thousands of years of her cheating death and retaining her youthful appearance? Or maybe it has something to do with a bargain she struck up with that being or something? “Hurry now, or you won’t live to see anything,” the being laughs.
"Scion!" Scion looks behind him again, his face having drifted forward to watch the ground as he began falling down towards it. Frey has one arm extended out to Scion in hopes that he'll take it. Unlike Freya, Frey specialized in Genjutsus. She didn't have any physical abilities and wouldn't be able to hold onto Scion once he took her hand. He would only risk pulling her off the cliff with him. So he just smiles at her as he falls. "Take my hand!" Frey forces her body forward more and grabs at Scion's clothing with her clawed hand. Her foot tries to grip the cliff but she slips a little. She flinches back instinctively as Scion drops out of her grasp. He shuts his eyes and then he suddenly feels something rough brush him cheek. Scion opens his eyes to see Frey with her arms wrapped about his shoulders and her face buried in his shoulder. "They would be sad if I just let you go. So I'll go with you so you don't give up. Now save us," Frey whispers to Scion as his mind races. The two fall farther and farther until crashing through the trees down below. Notes::
RPC = Scion & Lucifer Howard; Frey & Freya Kon
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Posted: Fri Jun 29, 2012 4:54 pm
Hidden Creature: Makeshift Camp in Dense Forest Area "Uh..." Lucifer moans as he suddenly collapses. Freya, having been folding a load of laundry pulled off of the tree they'd hung their clothing to dry on, turns around to see Lucifer collapsed on the ground near her. She drops the blouse she is folding and rushes over to the boy. She moves a pair of wet shorts from over his face and places her hands on either side. She seems to yell his name over and over but he's out cold. She drags him over to the fire and lays him down. She coaxes the flames and then goes over to Lucifer and sets his head atop of her lap. Why did he suddenly collapse like that? Freya looks around, wondering where Scion and Frey are. The sun had already set and it was getting cooler. They should have returned by now.
“If I take out my mother’s core… then I can have my brother back? But…” Scion recalls memories from when he was younger. Mauriell wasn’t always like that. There was a time between their father leaving and them becoming old enough to remember things that she was a wonderful mother. She cherished Scion and Lucifer the same way. She would give her very life for them at a moment’s notice. But during the time of Fuhrer Thantos’s reign, she took a sour turn. No. It was long before then. During the time of the Chimera using Fuhrer’s time in power, when she slowly began to change. She would barely notice the difference between Scion and Lucifer. And she would always try to cause harm to their by pitting the two against each other to see who is better at what. However, that was nothing compared to when… right, when the Fuhrer Thantos came into power. She would test them harder than before, making them fight against each other in order to keep from being separated. She refused to feed anyone but the winner in an encounter between Scion and Lucifer. Waijen would have to find his own food on a daily basis.
She would even attack their joint pet Waijen whenever she got a chance until the poor creature would eventually lose consciousness. Sometimes she would hurt Lucifer as well simply because he was less athletic than his twin Scion. But the worst of all was what Lucifer told Scion telepathically one day. He told Scion about how sometimes their mother would force some sort of dark matter into Lucifer’s body. Scion, on the other hand, only recalled his mother having forced some other type of matter into his body than his brother, of which, the nature of couldn’t be discerned. Neither seemed to carry an effect until now where the black matter seems to have assisted in the disintegration of Lucifer for the sacrifice. “I have to… kill mom?”
Mauriell cringes on the ground in hearing Scion say mom. Her expression does’nt change though. “Don’t be a fool, Scion. If you want something then you need to take it by whatever means necessary. If you truly want to save Lucifer and Waijen, then you have to kill me. Otherwise, be a good boy and do as I told you. Forget about them and focus on getting stronger…” Scion frowns. He grunts as he tries to pick himself up off of the ground.
“That’s right… I’d almost forgotten who you are… You were my mom…” Scion struggles to moan out as he eventually gets to his feet. “You were both of our mom, but then you changed… I’d confused the you you were… with the person that you’ve become…” The boy crosses the space between him and his mother slowly. Now and then it would look like he might collapse from exhaustion, but he doesn’t. He grows nearer and nearer before getting close enough to Mauriell.
“At the cost of one life, another shall live. Should this exchange not be completed, two lives will be lost and your world will fall to ruin,” is the last thing that Mauriell says before she raises her hand and places it to Scion’s chest. The boy, surprised, doesn’t move as his mother goes on, “I guess I’m done running. Maybe things will turn out better if it is me instead. That thing will not hold up its end of the bargain with you unless it is I who is taken. May the soul of Lucifer finds its way home and the darkness within him cloud the waters beyond the door.”
“What,” the being exclaims loudly in rage as they listen to what Mauriell is saying. “You dare to do this to me? Your door and any other within me will forever be sealed! I will torment your soul and rip your body to shreds! You foolish wench! I will torment your soul! I will tear your body to shreds! Do you hear me?” The being begins to turn black and its mouth a crimson red. It groans in agony as Mauriell’s body begins to dissolve. A small gems seems to become visible from its place embedded in her body. She removes her hand from Scion and shatters the gem using the deconstruction step of alchemy. Scion’s bleeding seems to stop as two orbs of light flow from behind the large door. Her body seems to splatter to the ground and leave a small orb behind. This orb seems to turn to particles before rushing off in a streak of bright blue. All of the streaks of light then seem to fly through the walls and then are gone. “I loved the both of you, Scion and Lucifer. I only hope you find your little brother or sister to understand everything. I’m sorry…” Mauriell’s voice fades out as the room sparkles with light.
Lucifer’s body begins to materialize in the center of the room as the door and the white turned black being begins to fade away. “You will all regret this decision,” the being warns as one of the lights that passed around the gate returns from the walls and flies into Lucifer’s body. Another does the same but instead flies into an item on Scion’s person. Lucifer floats in the air until the room is cleared of the door, Mauriell’s remains, and the being. Lucifer drifts down and collapses onto his knees on the ground. Scion tries to call out to him but can’t seem to speak. He felt so tired, and yet he didn’t want to rest. He drifts in and out of consciousness for a while, before finding himself aboard a boat at the docks.
“Don’t worry, Scion. Everything will be all right. We’ll leave and then come back one day. When we’re better and everyone forgets the horrible things that happened in Hidden Alchemy… We’ll go back.”
"Lucifer, are you all right?" Lucifer slowly opens his eyes to see Freya staring down at him. "You suddenly collapsed as you were bringing a bundle of wet laundry to set out to dry." Before Lucifer can fully open his eyes or ask, Freya goes on, "Frey and Scion haven't returned and it's already night time. I hope they're all right. I wouldn't know what to do if either of them didn't return." Freya helps Lucifer to sit up and then scoots away from him. Lucifer looks at the blonde female before him and then at the tent around him. She'd brought him into the girl's green tent to tend to him. Because the Howard's tent was navy.
"I'm sure they're fine. Me passing out suddenly wasn't a very good sign, but as long as I'm still breathing... Scion should be fine." Lucifer seems to look down at his hands a moment before looking at Freya. "And I trust Scion more than anything. He'll protect Frey too. But I'm worried too. So tomorrow we'll go look for them." Freya nods and crawls closer to Lucifer. "Frey usually pets your head and holds you until you fall asleep, right? When I'm worried Scion usually holds my hand. So how about we do those things until our twins come back?" Freya smiles at him, a more genuine smile than Frey would share. She wraps her arms around Lucifer's waist and allows him to pull her into him. The two lay down on their sides and get into a comfortable position. Lucifer begins to pet Freya's head with one hand and Freya holds his other hand with both of hers. The two cling close together until falling asleep. They share the same dream... a dream where Scion and Frey were never found and they were without their twin and their favorite counterparts. Notes::
RPC = Scion & Lucifer Howard; Frey & Freya Kon
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Posted: Sat Jun 30, 2012 7:55 am
  Hidden Fragment - Hidden Forbidden Holy GroundKawari continued her mindless rush toward GeininX, oblivious to whatever it was he was doing. Oh, at some level she was probably aware that the way he was moving meant something, but that level was currently sealed off from the rest of her. So when the large Guardian appeared, she paid it no mind, continuing to stay focused on her primary target. Even when the Guardian struck her, it's first tendril attack missing, only for the second to strike her solidly, the honey-colored limb much more solid than it appeared. The force of the impact was enough to knock her back in a haphazard sprawl. She was up again only an instant later, however. Just in time to get a rock to the face. The volley of earth from GeininX's second attack struck her, the individual blows not enough to halt her charge, but their combined force enough to dull it. Regardless of that, she recovered quickly and rushed in once more. This time her approach was not just a straight line. She still seemed to be in a bit of a berserker mindset, but even that class of mindless brute could manage to move around an obstacle to get at it's target. That being said, her diagonal approach still wouldn't avoid the Guardian, in fact it almost seemed that she had chosen a path that would go directly through the anomalous beast. She had already taken some damage, but not nearly enough to take her out of the fight, or enough to wake her out of her destructive trance. She seemed to speed up as she rushed at GeininX, her arms still hanging low in that odd posture from before. Just as she got within range of the Guardian, she jumped and spun, arms flying to either side and claws flashing as her body seemed to thrash in a rather rag-doll manner. Something so illogical would be hard to predict, that much was true, but there was nothing even approaching a plan running through her head. This was purely a frontal attack, by spinning as she was, it made it easier to attack faster and in a quicker barrage. If the Guardian remained where it was, it would be treated to a flurry of blows that could well rival any Adept Rogue or Twin Blade. [386 + 10,565 = 10,951 out of ??? ]
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Posted: Sat Jun 30, 2012 4:19 pm
 Marasol had corrected Adell Terumi, or otherwise known as the greatest ninja in the world when he referred to them as visitors. At least he was training here in Hidden Volcano from the way he asked if they were learning techniques here. That proved that, for the few seconds that she knew him, the greatest ninja in the world was not all talk and walked the walk; even if it was a short distance. If Marasol was a visitor, then more than likely she would have came here to train and see if she could learn everything that she could learn that wasn’t restricted. And if it was restricted, then she had her ways and connections to make sure that wasn’t a problem for her. But she had known all of her clan’s techniques, in addition to the others that were present in Hidden Volcano. Marasol gave a small nod to add to Jet’s comment on how they arrived here from the Shinobi Academy. Afterwards she, along with Jet Kazama introduced themselves properly. “Likewise.” She returned. Her hands had slid into her pockets, and her weight being shifted onto her left leg as she heard Adell Terumi speak about his trip here along with his background and more.
She had sensed from the greatest ninja in the world that his chakra levels were almost triple that of Jet Kazama’s, but his time out of the Academy and into the real word was very thin. Either he must have been one who wasn’t in a hurry to leave the Shinobi Academy and into the real world, or he, like Marasol and Jet was only visiting there. As for family background, when Adell Terumi spoke about how one of his family relatives was a Mizukage, immediately she knew he was from Hidden Mist. Hidden Mist was in the water country that, before now was ruled by the Mizukage, but was now ruled by someone else. She would have to do her homework or either make a visit to see if things are the way they should be now. Her eyes slightly widened in surprise, for she didn’t expect Adell Terumi to be related to one with a position of power so strong. “Hidden Mist?” she asked curiously. “It’s been a while since I’ve been there. How are things over there?”
“Know them?” he said as a smile began to form on his facial structure once again. “We’re actually part of them, and it’s the Suzaku clan. Don’t worry though I have friends that sometimes get it mixed up.” Jet Kazama wanted to know more about the Hidden Mist but he figured that from Marasol’s curiosity then his answers would be given to him. Of course, it would be better for jet Kazama if he were to just go over there but there was still much that he needed to learn in his region before venturing out. In addition, the shinobi level that Jet rested at there was an element restriction; only one element could be learned at his level. Jet and Marasol knew this (though Jet didn’t agree with it) and if he were to go anywhere it would more than likely be the fire country. “Apparently the Suzaku clan was named after some beast because they like time in the volcanoes rather than the open air. Sounds anti social but the heat resistance isn’t bad; works well for those sunny days on the beach."
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Posted: Sat Jun 30, 2012 5:22 pm
Adell Terumi, THE GREATEST NINJA IN THE WORLD, wanna-be...  Adell continued to smile at the two as they discussed their origins. Marasol nodded to Jet's reference to the shinobi academy, seeming to indicate that what he said was true. Though Adell could only take them at their word. He smiled as Marasol responded to his greeting, “Likewise.”. She took a more casual stance. She seemed inquisitive of his words as he spoke of his clan and village, “Hidden Mist?, It’s been a while since I’ve been there. How are things over there?” He scratched his head, laughing nervously. "Well, when I left, the village had been attacked by space crabs. I defeated them all, though, with my own power. And I did it all by myself." He bragged with a chuckle. Jet spoke up then, as Adell mentioned the Suzaku clan, “Know them? We’re actually part of them, and it’s the Suzaku clan. Don’t worry though I have friends that sometimes get it mixed up.” Adell scratched the back of his head, a bit embarrassed. "Oh, I see... really?" Adell perked up, realizing what was said. This would be his big chance. Jet continued, telling him of what he knew, “Apparently the Suzaku clan was named after some beast because they like time in the volcanoes rather than the open air. Sounds anti social but the heat resistance isn’t bad; works well for those sunny days on the beach." Adell's excitement was visible in his eyes. "If you are of the Suzaku clan, could you help me learn the jutsu that is available." He looked to them both hopefully. "Id' love to train with and learn from you both."((2x)) 36266 SP/chakra Spendable skill points: 476 ((In hidden volcano)) Magma Spit: 700/700 Magma Rising: 476/1000 Magma Clone: 0/700 Magma Dragon Jutsu: 0/800 Healing Vapors: 0/900
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Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2012 7:16 pm
An eyebrow rose from Jet’s facial features when he heard more about the Hidden Mist village. It wasn’t like what he thought he would hear. Instead, Adell Terumi, aka the future best ninja in the world spoke about something that came out of a movie that was in the eighties. There was killer Seafood from outer space? He had to be kidding. “Space crabs? You’ll have to forgive me if I don’t believe you. Killer seafood?” Jet Kazama was not convinced but the expression that lay upon Marasol’s face said otherwise. “I see…there was also strange activity in other villages from what I’ve heard, including here but it’s been taken care of.” She added, not so much ignoring Jet’s comment but knew that. When she saw the look on Jet’s face seconds later she would know that his brain that remembered those events would kick in and he would remember taking them down with the village. To this day she didn’t know who or what was behind it but from the days that followed afterwards it was perhaps safe to say that who or what it was will not be coming here for a while. When Adell wanted to reassure himself if Jet Kazama and Marasol were indeed not only natives of Hidden Volcano but part of the Suzaku clan, she returned his statement with a nod. The two of them were indeed from the Suzaku clan. Well, Marasol for sure; Jet Kazama was accepted under special circumstances but Kazama had potential to be perhaps one of the strongest members of Hidden Volcano. If he wanted, when he got older and mature, perhaps he might be given a seat on the Senate.
The Senate was a small group with a mission of protecting and making sure that peace would stay inside all of the clans that were a part of Hidden Federation. Marasol would have went for a spot on the Senate but she had other plans for herself. And with Jet in the picture, the possibility of being on the Senate would have to be put on the back burner for now even if she did change her mind. Or maybe Adell would be interested in the future. But right now he was interested in learning more about the Suzaku; training wise that is. No books or history lessons would be needed, for he wanted to get down and dirty and wanted to learn the Suzaku techniques that he would be able to learn. “Sure. Jet already knows the Suzaku techniques but perhaps there are some tricks you can teach him and vice versa of course.” Marasol replied without a second going by after Adell asked. She would more than likely sense that Jet would not be exactly pleased that she spoke for him. On the opposite side of the sliver dollar he had enough energy to do so, especially after their little nap while going down the seas to reach Hidden Volcano. Marasol could skip her plans for a while in order to train Jet and Adell; even if Jet kazama could teach Adell what he knew. Jet knew the techniques of Suzaku but may not have had the knowledge of presenting the information to Adelle. It was similar to having a teacher that was skilled in their department but was unable to teach it, dumb it down or unable to make it easier to an audience who have never seen it before. All she needed was a few answers and they could get started asap. “The fire element…you’ve dabbled in it before yes? And when do you want to start?”
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Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2012 7:53 pm
Adell Terumi, THE GREATEST NINJA IN THE WORLD, wanna-be... As would be natural to any rational person whom wasn't directly involved in what was going on, Adell's explanation of the space crabs was less then then believable. The look on Jet's face said it all, and Adell hadn't really considered the unbelievable nature of what he said. An unfamiliar person may just believe him telling tall tails. Jet himself sceptically asked, “Space crabs? You’ll have to forgive me if I don’t believe you. Killer seafood?” Adell quickly responded, "These huge crabs fell out of the sky, and attacked me, and my friends, and the whole village. I managed to draw them out and distract them while my friends escaped. I took them out using the water and lava style jutsus I had been training to master. Speaking of which, it is the lava style techniques of the Suzaku clan that drew me hear in the first place. Actually, I just got here to day." He then noticed the look on the face of Marasol, who acknowledged his would-be tall tale about the space crabs “I see…there was also strange activity in other villages from what I’ve heard, including here but it’s been taken care of.” Adell gave her a curious look then. He hadn't known a thing of other stuff happening in the other villages. It begged the natural question, what had he missed? Marasol then nodded to his excited face as he had questioned if they really were members of the Suzaku clan. Adell, again, knew nothing about the senate. He had no plans to be involved in it, given his lack of knowledge, as well as the fact that he had little intention to stay in hidden for an extended period of time. Marasol moved onto his desire to learn the techniques of the suzaku clan, “Sure. Jet already knows the Suzaku techniques but perhaps there are some tricks you can teach him and vice versa of course.” He looked to Jet as the thought of teaching flowed through his brain. It quickly added to his already somewhat inflated ego, given his goals. His grin enlarged with confidence. "I would be glad to teach him, and even you what I know. I have learned most of the lava techniques native to my clan, after all. Perhaps we could trade a few of our secrets." His attention returned to marasol, when she asked about his knowledge of the fire element. he scratched his head, his confidence fading a bit as he appeared embarrassed. "Well...I kind of...haven't really mastered it very much. I can only use it for combining with earth chakra to produce lava chakra, and for combining with water chakra to produce boil release techniques, so far. But I would like to begin training as soon as possible." He stepped past them and turned back. He crossed his arms, his determination rising, as he waited for the instructions from his would-be teacher. 37508 SP/chakra Spendable skill points: 476 ((In hidden volcano)) Magma Spit: 700/700 Magma Rising: 1000/1000 Magma Clone: 452/700 Magma Dragon Jutsu: 0/800 Healing Vapors: 0/900
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2012 1:51 am
He mumbled as soon as he got into the village. "sure is hot....." Eli stood in the Volcano. IT was a nice village. He had given the name around town.. but it turned out the boy didn't have much family.. or any family to be heard of. What a shame. He wished that he didn't have to do it this way. However.. he would. It would be fun... much fun.. As he drew out his long silver blade and twirled it around first stabbed the nearest child he could find...right through the throat. Eli Twirled the blade and slit the throat completely. As he kicked the poor child off his blade he started to walk through the village. "For every second.. The One they call The monster..isn't here.. I am going to slaughter ten of you..what? OH he's still not here.." Eli quickly jumped upwards and he focused himself. He came down slicing one genin in half before he had a chance to draw his weapon. Eli's eyes went up behind his mask. "Trust me I don't grow tired of killing.." Eli placed his hand on the nearest food cart. It started to crumble. His eyes started to glow red.. They were happy. The happy eyes of a true killer. He simply blew away any body else that started to come against him. He was getting bored. Of the Waiting. He was excited to kill him. "Please..go get him.. PLEASE." He almost begged.
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2012 9:16 am
Adell Terumi, THE GREATEST NINJA IN THE WORLD, wanna-be... Adell looked up suddenly raised his head, almost forgetting what he was doing. He could feel it, bloodlust in the air. Screams could be heard coming from the village on the volcano above. Adell looked back to the two. "Something isn't right" He turned and rushed up to the volcano. Again he didn't take the straight path. Instead he formed handseals, using the tree climbing technique. He didn't look back to see if the others followed. He just rushed up the side of the volcano, jumping over falling rocks and rumble from his movements. He reached the gates of the village, and rushed in. As he approached, he found numerous bodies, both from the villages guards and ninja, and even from children. There was a child who's throat had been peirced, blood flowing readily from their already dead body. Another, a young ninja, it seemed, had been split entirely in half. His headband, which had been split as well, was mainly what gave his position away. His face shifted to anger and sorrow. He ran in deeper, finding a man standing there in the middle of all the blood around him, a silver blade in his hand. Adell quickly drew Inari's blade, as he looked to the man with determination. "Did you do this...did you kill all these people?" He called out. His body was shaking with anger. Adell had faced a suprising number of challenges in a short period of time. Today, he knew he would face his hardest one yet. However as he looked at the man, his eyes adjusted, this man...this thing, wasn't human. He looked like a decaying scarecrow. 37781 SP/chakra Spendable skill points: 51 ((In hidden volcano)) Magma Clone: 700/700 Magma Dragon Jutsu: 51/800 Healing Vapors: 0/900
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2012 8:56 pm
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The more that he explained about the space crabs, how he turned into an one man army and handled them with ease, the more that Adell’s story seemed foolish. A single eyebrow rose from the Asura known as Jet Kazama after he was done speaking about the crab portion of his story. It wasn’t until Marasol explained that the crab invasion that happened in Hidden Mist was linked to strange activity that Jet Kazama’s eyes widened slightly; his facial expression that of him remembering that there was strange stuff going down in Hidden Volcano. “….Oh yeah, we had strange stuff go down here but no space crabs or anything, but they did crawl so…who knows? They may have been crabs. But like Marasol said, Hidden Volcano is good for now.” Jet reassured.
Since then things have been normal around Hidden Volcano. There were the occasional misdemeanors and small invasions and such that would make a few people stay on their toes. But there has not been anything to where the entire city would have to take up arms and defend the city as a unit. And even if there was, they would more than likely go down quick since the Suzaku clan possessed the control of magama, which unless one had special abilities and such, was usually a one shot one kill; depending on the region the magma would strike. “Oh you got here on the boat as well?” Jet Kazama asked when he found out that Adell had just arrived to Hidden Volcano today. Obviously they didn’t take their V.I.P boat which got them here earlier; otherwise they would have known each other already. A few days or so was the guess that Jet Kazama had though Adell stayed for.
“Actually…” Jet started when Adell was interested in training and learning from the two of them to better himself as a ninja. If he was going to train with Marasol that was fine but he had other plans. After the a** whooping that Marasol tried to put on the Asura all he wanted to do when they stepped foot on Hidden Volcano was have a good time. Relax with some friends and maybe talk to a few kunochi or two. He was going to explain that before he was interrupted by Marasol, who all of a sudden didn’t have anything to do but train the both of them. Really? He exhaled with dissatisfaction in his action. Jet knew that this was some way that Marasol can get an excuse to beat Jet kazama down further. “Yeah…of course.”
Adell had dabbled a bit in the fire element but not enough to where he was skilled in it yet. That was fine for Marasol. After all, If Adell knew his way around the fire element he wouldn’t have asked for training from Marasol or Jet Kazama. “I’m sure Jet would like that. And we can start training right now, let me just-“
Her sentence was violently interrupted by a scream, a painful one, followed by another one. Adell had taken the words right out of her mouth when he said that something was amiss. There was a disturbance in Hidden Volcano. The two of them looked towards the source just to see the last seconds of a Genin, a simple novice in this world sliced into two. “What the hell!?” Jet cried as he saw the carnage flash before his eyes.
“I’ll lead the others away from here. I’ll be back but in the meantime, hold him off!” Marasol told the boys as the stranger made his way towards their zone. At least a genin could have had a chance to defend themselves. There was no need to engage combat with the innocent members of Hidden Volcano. Those who had no experience with a blade, scroll or even a ninja star whatsoever. All because of “The Monster” was absent. Jet Kazama followed suit as he drew the Noura, his signature weapon before resting by his side. “We don’t know of any monster you’re talking about, butchopping people up isn’t exactly a good way to break the ice..
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2012 9:43 pm
Eli looked up and he felt two chakra signals. It was interesting.. but not the chakra signals he was looking for. He simply dragged his blade through the throat of another child. As he looked up from his mask with a simple blank expression. "I am sorry. Do you think.. that I am going to stop? YOU FIND ME the Monster.." Eli drew out his Head Cleaver,. It started to vibrate and it almost wept. He looked at the obsidian blade and heard it call for their souls. He looked at the new comer and drew a small circle in the dirt. He smashed it into another child that was to the left of him. He tilted his head to the left and he only pointed his sword towards them. "I am sorry.. you were saying to stop killing them. MY Murder LUST is high right now. VERY high.. and I guess if This MONSTER..won't show up...then I guess killing you will have to do..." Eli said as he pointed the large blade towards them. He licked his lips and he felt nothing.. He was going to kill both of them.. and it wasn't even them that he was looking for. IT would be a beautiful day. A Very Red soaked beautiful day.
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2012 10:24 pm
Adell Terumi, THE GREATEST NINJA IN THE WORLD, wanna-be... Marasol and Jet had apparently followed him to the scene of the evil. Jet had simply said, "What the hell?" rather loudly. Marasol tried to take charge, wanting to get the , as she told them, “I’ll lead the others away from here. I’ll be back but in the meantime, hold him off!” Adell looked back to her nodding. "We can take him." He said, both anger and confidence in his voice. Jet, however, seemed to just made a joke, even as they prepared for a fight, “We don’t know of any monster you’re talking about, but chopping people up isn’t exactly a good way to break the ice." The man brought his gaze to them, as he quickly killed another child, his blade drawing blood from their neck. Adell's anger rose, as his muscles tensed. "I am sorry. Do you think that I am going to stop? You find me the Monster." The scarecrow said to them, almost tauntingly. Adell's eyes moved to the blade, which almost seemed to vibrate with a dark presence. Another child's life was brought down. With the slightest of head tilts, the man brought his blade towards them as a threat, telling them with a false apology, "I am sorry. You were saying to stop killing them. My murder lust is high right now. Very high, and I guess if this monster.... won't show up... then I guess killing you will have to do." The scarecrow licked his lips, and that was all that Adell could take. He quickly formed a handseal, gathering his chakra before rushing at him quickly. He directed a swiftly slash at the man's chest, before turning to give him a Yakuza kick to the gut, intending to knock him back, or even off his feet with it. The kick would come in whether he tried to dodge the slash or block it, or just took it, intending to take advantage of the focus on the sword. 38110 SP/chakra Spendable skill points: 380 ((In hidden volcano)) Magma Dragon Jutsu: 380/800 Healing Vapors: 0/900
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2012 4:19 am
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“No…we’ll make you.” Jet responded with no delay when the stranger asked if the two of them thought that he was going to cease his carnage. The scarecrow wasn’t clear with his description of this “Monster”. Even if he were to describe it, the odds were that Jet Kazama and the greatest ninja in the world would just disregard it. The scarecrow looking creature already made a first impression that implied that he was a monster; sanity was gone for miles. Being just a Genin, Jet Kazama had no way to gauge the scarecrow looking stranger’s strength. Was he packing power of a chuunin, or maybe a jounin? Whatever level that the scarecrow was at, Jet hoped that the two of them would be able to equal if not surpass the level of Eli’s. Kazama had given a nod of approval towards Adell, for they had numbers on their side, guaranteed.
They most certainly surpassed him in sane levels, as the creature unleashed yet another attack that took out another innocent child in the way of the battle. He saw no error in his wrongdoing, and that action only infused Jet and Adell with anger. The knuckles inside of Jet Kazama’s hands could be heard cracking in anticipation as he balled his other fist up, while gripping Noura harder. Anticipation to collide with his face and break and damage anything that came in contact with it. Adell was so consumed with the rage that he took first crack at the scarecrow after he made it clear he was going to kill the both of them. Cockiness, combined with his training and sympathetic effects going on, Jet had survival on his mind. This was self defense, not murder. A hand of caution shot out a few inches after Adell rushed into battle with nothing but his fists, while the scarecrow had a blade. “Wait!” would have been what Jet would have said, but it was too late now. Hopefully Adell was packing some bombs behind those fists and feet.
Jet Kazama rushed right behind Adell, in a follow the leader fashion and would scream out “Get down!”. Not only would it have a chance of perhaps a few attacks missing Adell but the boy’s back would be exposed; enough room for Jet to get a good position on with one foot and with that, launch himself from Adell’s back into a front flip, turning 180 degrees towards the scarecrows direction. Success would mean that Kazama would appear behind scarecrow as he would slash diagonally with both hands on his blade upward towards Jet’s left, attempting to make contact starting from the scarecrow’s right kidney region to his left scapula. Afterwards, a good slice horizontally towards the neck of the scarecrow would suffice. While not enough to perhaps decapitate him, enough to meet with his vertebral artery located in his neck.
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2012 4:58 am
Eli looked as he gave a slight smile. he heard them talk. But he didn't care about people. They were just for him to kill. The difference between them.. his heart was held by a girl. Other then that.. he didn't care about anything or anyone. This is what he lived for. The need for action.. and fighting. However his two opponents wouldn't even be a match for him. As he gave a slight smile. He first saw the Jet jumping towards him in a interesting manner. Eli leaped backwards and his hand started to glow a dark blue. "Broadcast your techniques." As his hand continued to glow blue a large force would try and knock Jet out of the air. He only shrugged his shoulders a bit. As he saw the Adell boy coming towards him. This one had Style. A bit of flair.. but style and flair didn't mean anything in life and death. He brought down his head cleaver down towards blade blocking the slash that was aimed towards him. However the kick connected. He however tried to bring down his hand onto his leg. He gave a slight sigh as the kick hurt. It was actually interesting but the battle had already been decided before it was entered in. "Just so you know it is to late.. To turn away." He said with a bit of a scowl. He would try and lock eyes with the guy and put some fear into some heart. the fight was beautiful. He was looking for another person to kill. But these would do quite fine. He was goign to cut the first boys throat..and rip out the other's spine. It would be honorable death for both of them. Techniques Used chakra remaining- 28841 Cloak: God of Decay 900 skill points: Same as the Art of Decay but can be used at range and is so powerful that it can actually cause buildings to erode away to the point of crumbling. Living things have their chakra sapped, making it difficult to perform techniques requiring precise focus. Throw - This is mostly used in combat to keep opponents at a distance, by either launching them away or knocking them over, rendering them helpless when they land. In certain areas Throw will knock enemies off ledges so they fall to their death. If used near destructible objects, Throw can break them and hit enemies with debris. Any movable objects can also be Thrown into them, injuring them further. In enclosed quarters, Throw are strong enough to push enemies against walls and cause significant damage. This can be used in a 6m radius. (No recharge time)
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2012 10:59 am
Adell Terumi, THE GREATEST NINJA IN THE WORLD, wanna-be... Adell looked back to Jet for a moment, with only a confident nod at his words, “No…we’ll make you.” and then moved in with his attack. Adell held his gift sword in one hand, and Jet held his own weapon, how strong their opponent was didn't matter in the least to Adell. He would beat the hell out of this man, and make him pay for the innocent lives he took. Jet had called to him, “Wait!” But Adell held no such caution in this case. He would readly risk his life to take someone like this down. He heard Jet's foot-steps right behind him. At the words, “Get down!” Adell ducked. He felt as Jet used his back as a spring board jumping at Eli. He moved in to attack from above. Eli only smiled at there advance. He was truly blood-thirsty. He moved back as they came forward, his hands now giving off a strange blue glow. "Broadcast your techniques." He called to them strangely. Eli had focused on Jet for a moment, though he wasn't certain what it was for, as the scarecrow shrugged lightly. Adell's blade pressed into it as the kick connected, hitting the scarecrow in the gut it seemed. He hadn't been knocked as far initially hoped as he was still standing there. "Just so you know it is to late.. To turn away." He simply said. Eli's hand moved towards Adell's leg, and Adell acted quickly. He used the fundamentals of the tree climbing technique. Though, rather then release a thin layer of chakra to stick to the surface, he released a large burst of chakra to repel it. The burst of chakra would send Adell flying a few feet from Eli, into the air, before he could be grabbed, saving him from the strange technique. The repulsion would also likely knock Eli back. Adell quickly formed handseals in midair. Something seemed to form in his mouth as he activated the jutsu. Water Style: Water Bullets He quickly spit at the man, firing a series of large water spheres at Eli, the size of small cannon ammunition. They packed a punch. 38468 SP/chakra Spendable skill points: 380 ((In hidden volcano)) Magma Dragon Jutsu: 738/800 Healing Vapors: 0/900 Quote: tree climbing technique- 600 Water Bullet- 800
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