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it was like the pain was some sick joke as dictated by an unkind god. A rigged game of dice that was set against him. But that didn't matter. Even if the odds were rigged against him it had never stopped him before. He was going play there game and beat them. It was an inevitability. Even if they changed all the rules on him he would continue to endure again and again and the Otobe who held themselves over him as his family and his masters, would fall. Even if he had to tear them down and show them that he was greater then they, they would fall. He would fight his way through their pathetic trials, master all their techniques, and finally he would show them just how very human they were... he didn't necessarily admire the humble, but by the time he was down, his clan would face a reckoning that would humble them down to the truest definition of the term...

Minor Vibration
Stage 2:
DC: 15
Formula: 1d20+Con mod
Constitution: +5
Train: 4/10
Roll: 1
Note: -5hp or mhp for failure

-5 mhp
67mhp remaining

It was like he was scraping his brain across a particularly gritty sheet of sand paper. He wasn't even using the frequency at full power and he could easily see why prisoners caved, sometimes after mere moments of being exposed, to this frequency. It was like he was back in his infancy and battling with his second self again. It stirred up deep seeded and long buried issues within him, causing him to in no small way grow aimlessly furious for no apparent reason. It was like this jutsu was trying to undermine everything that he was and had worked for. Taking him back to his days as a mere child who hadn't even gotten a handle of his second self. It was the closest thing to mocking him that a jutsu could be capable of, and it brought out a cold wrath within him like he'd never known...

Minor Vibration
Stage 2:
DC: 15
Formula: 1d20+Con mod
Constitution: +5
Train: 5/10
Roll: 4
Note: -5hp or mhp for failure

-5 mhp
62 mhp remaining

Yes, that was it. It WAs about stability, with this single truth in hand his efforts made a great leap in progress, but the battle wasn't over just yet. Focusing on form was a great help, but there was still the matter of actually narrowing down how exactly to maintain the waves stability. He was reaching the point where he could do it while solely keeping them within his second self, but when he would try and convert transmit them into the final product, the wave which was controlled and emitted outside his body, the transference from one state to another sometimes resulted in a loss of stability. He was able to pull it through sometimes, but this wasn't about merely "managing to pull it through". he had to be able to know exactly how to properly conduct the transference from one state to another while still managing to maintain the wave stability within a 100% efficiency, or he couldn't truly say that he'd learned this jutsu...

Minor Vibration
Stage 2:
DC: 15
Formula: 1d20+Con mod
Constitution: +5
Train: 8/10
Roll: 20
Note: -5hp or mhp for failure

That was it... like wave. Smooth and flowing. He didn't need to adjust anything directly AT the point of conversion, that was merely filling in for the inconsistency and still threatened stability risking the loss of control. The key was to adjust the wave a little before the point, and gradually sink it into the wave after the point, spreading out the conversion over a wider period of the wave while still keeping everything completely stable. That was it! That was the secret. He tried it over and over again, the pattern fixed with him now as he tested the theory without limit within him, a wide satisfied smile spilling over his face now as he opened his palm looking down at the scroll. He gave a slightly smile, and discharged a wave of sound into the scroll, low frequency, and watched the parchment tore itself apart, falling into so many useless bits of paper on the wind.

Task completed. He'd managed to do it... he'd mastered the technique. A chuckling escaped his throat, his arms falling down to his sides as he enjoyed the moment. His bloodline was his to command...


Minor Vibration
Stage 2:
DC: 15
Formula: 1d20+Con mod
Constitution: +5
Train: 10/10 (Complete)
Roll: 18
Note: -5hp or mhp for failure

(Jutsu learned)

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TABTABGenin
TABTALevel: 8
TABTʜρ: 59/112
TABTIϹρ: 64/64
TABDѳɗɢє βѳɳus: 14
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Tenshi found a different fallen log, that was rotting. He though it better to put with the pile of other wood to hopefully increase the rate at which the other wood would begin to decompose. After all it was the circle of life. Nature lived to die, to become food for something else. He picked it up and as he did so the log split in half and landed partly on his sore foot. He flung curses at the wood and mother nature itself as he grabbed a hold of his foot. The only positive thought that went through his mind, was how it was now half as heavy.

He could feel himself getting weak and would need to rest as later, if he was allowed. He grabbed a hold of a half of the log and carried it over to the pile. He dropped it on the pile, not even bothering with being careful. He was starting to be in a foul mood, though he would be glad when he was done. I think I'll finish with that last half a log.... I'll be dead if I try any more than that...

Five, Six, Pick up Sticks
The grove is a beautiful place, especially when the fallen trees and logs are picked up.
DC: 10 + Str. Mod (4) + Added Difficulty (3) = 17
d20 + Str. Mod (4) = 11,23
9/10
Note: -5 Hp per failure

12P/24R

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TABTABGenin
TABTALevel: 8
TABTʜρ: 49/112
TABTIϹρ: 64/64
TABDѳɗɢє βѳɳus: 14
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He stood up and grabbed the rotten log he had kicked. He picked it up and it broke apart in his hands He didn't realize that his kick had done more damage than he thought. The broken pieces fell and hit both his feet. By now they were killing him and he wouldn't be able to stand for a long period of time. He still had yet to get back home at the end of the day. No doubt that was going to be an adventure in itself. If he could only clean the place up a bit more, he would done and wouldn't worry about injuring himself any further.

Five, Six, Pick up Sticks
The grove is a beautiful place, especially when the fallen trees and logs are picked up.
DC: 10 + Str. Mod (4) + Added Difficulty (3) = 17
d20 + Str. Mod (4) = 14
9/10
Note: -5 Hp per failure

14P/26R

Byakuran’s small chuckle continued for a moment, his eyes closed in an almost bemused solace. So that was over and done with. He turned his eyes around slightly as he fished once more through his pack at his waist behind him, taking out the last remaining scroll that he’d had with him. Yet another Jutsu he’d been planning to learn, given his affinity for speed. He had been debating learning the musical inclination next, however his curiosity had been struck by the fact he could finally use his Kekke Genkai aggressively, and he was eager to see if his realm of jutsu mastery extended beyond merely his own clan’s abilities.

The Shunshin was a fundamental technique for almost all ninja, and allowed the user to greatly increase their speed with the use of their chakra. Some Shinobi were so skilled with it that they could travel great distances in what seemed mere moments, a bit of theatrics added in making it seem as though they had teleported. It was most certainly a useful technique, and what was more, he himself felt he was finally ready to attempt the technique with his recently improved upon levels of speed. With it he would most certainly gain a distinctive edge in combat, and along with his ninjutsu, he was fairly sure that he could best most others his own age. Of course this was just the beginning. He was only starting to excel in his training…

Shunshin
Stage 1:
DC: 15
Formula: 1d20+Dex mod
Dexterity: +5
Train: 0/10
Roll: 9