The waterlogged waif continued to make her way toward the commotion, which was even now increasing in fury. The ground rumbled as something large hit with great force a moderate distance away. Her footing shifted, but she managed to avoid falling or stumbling. She paused as she cast her glance out toward the distance. She couldn't actually see the fighting, but all the same, she was aware of what was going on. She was aware of a lot more than others might give her credit for. She walked past the figure hiding in the shadows, turning to look at them before continuing on. They weren't part of the problem yet, so she saw no need to threaten them like she would the others.
Moments later, the clouds seemed to break. But rather than the expected downpour of rain, snow and hail began to fall to the ground, whipped up into an impromptu blizzard. Her clothing was thin and damp, hardly appropriate garb for such conditions. But she ignored it and continued on. By now, she was within sight of the combatants. They were putting their all into the fight, enough that any one of them could be killed if they just lost their focus for even a moment.
She made no move to join the combat, instead she just watched. She was close enough that the fighters would likely notice her presence. After all, she was taking no measure to hide or protect herself. And even with an outfit of blue and white, she still stood out against the earthy colors of Hidden Mist. The blizzard didn't hide her entirely, nor did she seem to want to be hid.
At the same time, she reached out and tossed something into the middle of the fray. That same battered metal mug. It was still filled with liquid, yet none spilled out as it hurtled toward the chaos. That was her grand attack? The others were hurtling fireballs and summoning storms, and she threw a mug of water at them? Was it hubris, or was there something more at work than a simple mug of water? [354 + 518 = 872 + ??? = ??? out of ??? ]
This person was good to evade her attack but not out of the woods yet. The Dante would proceed to dig as deep as she can into the flesh of her target as he would proceed to try escaping her. She had half a mind to use a Channel attack on him but decided to side against it. She didn't want to use anything too noticeable else she might run into trouble when it came time to destroy Hidden Mist. After all, it was supposed to be a quick in and out job as per the usual. And she didn't want to destroy the body. Even a corpse would make for a nice new crew mate. So she would allow this youth to move away. A violin would sound in her head as the girl sniffles. "Nooooo!" But this escape would not come without a price for him getting out of her tedious chain of attacks. She had successfully wounded him with her own vile hands. It was only natural that she'd give him something. Thanks to Cloak: Art of Affliction he would be stricken with the brain disease referred to as Schizophrenia. He would eventually come to see the effects of what she'd done as the brain disease makes it difficult to differentiate between reality and imagined experiences.
Well, that might do the opposite but still. This would let her toy with his head much more easily should enough time pass for him to feel this effect. Regardless, it would take quite some time to see anything of her handy work. That meant she intended to either prolong the fight or to keep him around for real as her crew mate to see the fruits of her labor. There were other aspects of Schizophrenia included too but that was the most important. Additionally, though he was so quick to evade that he might not have noticed, he would find that the blood from his wound would be beginning to flow out faster than it normally should and the pain was beginning to escalate as he would commence his attack on where the girl was soon to emerge. This would be because when she attacked him she also added in the Art of Blood Drowning and the Art of Agony. She didn't make them as powerful as they normally should be, however, they were enough to delay his movements so she could attack him again later. She would begin to separate from the ground as she had no need to fuse further and emerge from the underground. As she would a bright light would erupt and flames would aim to strike and incinerate her.
She would squeal in excitement at all the possible counter's she could perform but then she would suddenly stop. Her smile would fall and her eyes would fall on someone she couldn't place in her memory. She must not have seen her before nor her particular set of weapons. This newness sparked the smile back to the girl's face. She wondered who she was, why she was there, and for what reason she was harming her potential crew mate. Then she remembers that she's suppose to be destroying the village and grins all the wider. Whether she was there to impede her or not the girl would not see this as anything more than a perk to her job. But still... "Luuucy, you got some splainin' ta do," she says directed at her target. It seemed the newcomer targeted him specifically. So did he have another girl on the side? She didn't see it fair to have to share. It must be his fault! "It's always the mans fault," she huffs under her breath. For now she would take the breathing time to move over to her scythe and just observe what's happening. Eventually she would get back into the thick of things as she wasn't one to let things be even.
For now though she would see who of them was more durable than the other. As she would rest there she would be watching things very carefully. She would stretch a touch and then observe an approaching figure. She would not make any motion to show she no more than noticed her. She would continue resting there watcher the girl as she sends a mug of water over to them. This Dante knew a thing about mad given her current standing as a pirate of Bel Wes Howwell so she knew that while they could be mad there was still some sane in there. There was a reason for the mug and she just needed to discern why before time ran out, right? Or was the time part just the case for crazy folk and the mug slinger wasn't mad? Regardless, since the mug hadn't come in contact with her, spilled its contents, or gotten close enough to cause immediate alarm she would just be careful to not ignore the mug, the girl, or these two fighting. She would, however, motions off to the side some with no real haste so that she could return to just sitting there. But after a minute she got bored of that.
"You're very quiet," the Dante says gesturing to the female's cup rather than her. "How do you train it to be so docile?" Was she talking to the cup? She was beginning to go mad herself. The girl grins but seems to show no signs that she planned on doing anything.
((Appearance: He has very large blue Byakugan eyes which appear to lack pupils. He wears a cloak, pants, gloves, a shirt, four scarfs, and a mask. They are all black and made of special materials. These clothes make it so only his eyes can be seen.)) Logan had been moving through the village, but detected as the fight had begun. He had already activated his Byakugan drew close, finding the blizzard moving to envelope him, as a sphere was released by a woman towards him, trying to hide in it. At the same time, Adell had been afflicted by the chakra of another person there, having been apparently wounded by the. There was a disease in the wound, that was unlike any he had seen previously, and soon it would spread into him. Ironically, the increased bleeding was slowing the flow of the disease down in entering him. He knew not the effects, but Adell appeared to be in significant pain and seemed to be shaken. However, there was no time. Logan acted quickly, throwing a kunai with a seal set on it. The kunai would collide with the spear, knocking it off course, and sending it flying past Adell, towards another building. Logan would rush in quickly, gripping Adell, before pulling him to a safer area, out of the middle of blizzard, using a nearby building's rubble for cover, as a girl had arrived, tossing her cup in the middle of it all. Something didn't seem right. Logan would set Adell down, leaning over him. The bleeding was bad, but It took a few moments, but the disease was gone from the wound. Adell shifted in pain, hyperventilating. He seemed almost panicked by the wound. Logan spoke to him carefully. "You are being afflicted by a chakra based disease, I need you to use your healing Vapor's technique." Adell, struggling as he was, could only nodd. He would slowly form hand seals, aching with each moment. He slowly exhaled a bluish gas over himself. Logan would hold his head up to point it over the wound in particular. The gas would flow into His body, removing the affliction, both the disease, and the slight excess in bleeding effect. The Two mental effect may or may not have been helped. However Logan now took his bodily blade, and would strike Adell's wound. It would glow lightly as the wound healed over, disappearing. 66208 SP/chakra Demon Chakra: Closed Eyes- 100,000. 64952/65852 Spendable skill points: 589 Word Count: 356 Bodily Blade Charge 6/10 Reserved: 0 Tailed Beast Connection 5055/10000
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Posted: Fri Jul 26, 2013 11:42 pm
Having heard during the exams that the invasion of Mist had begun Momo had quietly removed herself from the proceedings and made haste to arrive as soon as possible her skills were invaluable for this fight. 26,500,27,300 200,000/200,000 Sharingan Lv.3 [Active] - 800 Angelus [Active]
| Might as well post to leave since I'm not factored into the fight at the moment. Let me know if this is a problem and I will remove the post or fix it to preference. |
"Is it rude to say that I'm bored? I'm bored!" The Dante had been patiently watching the fight but now seemed to be through. She wasn't about to attack cause she was serious about taking a breather, but she wasn't about to keep standing around and not destroying Mist unless she saw a little more action than this. "You've done enough for now, Mandy. Leave these people alone and go back for now." The female gives an exasperated, high groan before declaring, "You should get your affairs in order. This time you didn't make it to the ringer but who knows what could happen next time?" Mandy twirls her scythe around before dropping the tip of the scythe to the ground. She would begin dragging the weapon just above the ground as she turns to the exact direction of the docks. "That cup makes me think that things have gone on long enough for me so I'm leaving. Keep a close eye on the sweet view as I walk away if you're still alive out there." Mandy brings her palm to her lips and kisses it. She then sweeps it out to her side with a huge grin.
She would continue walking until someone stopped her until reaching the edge of the village. Once there she would reflect on the voice that gave her commands in her head. For some reason it felt like Captain was communicating but it wasn't. At least that's what outsider's who read her mind might think. But she knew full well who the voice belonged to. Maybe it was about time for a change in scenery after all?
Shikarama turned to face Beta as the others had been preparing. He shook his head lightly. "The plan purely relies on stealth for us. I intend us to set the battle, and make the first strike, while the Joker and his forces are flat-footed. You won't need to be on the front lines, but we will need you for support, especially if our initial strike doesn't succeed." He would continue walking with her, taking a moment to glance around, as he looked towards the gates. He found Logan and Adell returning the former supporting the latterr, whom seemed a bit out of it. "Adell, what happened?" Adell would give what information he could, telling how the village had been attacked. He told them how Logan had helped and healed him as the initial attack had retreated. Shikarama crossed his arms, thinking about all this. "It seems even after this, we may be a long way from any true peace." There was an unease in the air. It was as if on the horizon was a terrible danger, even beyond the one they had envisioned.Logan told them he had to go somewhere for now. There was something he had to take care of. "Alright, just be back here soon. we have to all be here and ready when they arrive." Total Cp 73719 Spendable Cp: 615 Words: 219 Reserved : 57
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Posted: Wed Jul 31, 2013 12:14 pm
Logan Hyuuga, the Blue Byakugan
((Appearance: He has very large blue Byakugan eyes which appear to lack pupils. He wears a cloak, pants, gloves, a shirt, four scarfs, and a mask. They are all black and made of special materials. These clothes make it so only his eyes can be seen.)) Logan would keep track of the threats as they had apparently left. He would then move take Adell back to the others. The Child helped the teenager walk and make his way to them. His mind drifted to all that had been happening. The great threat that lay ahead of him remained, but others lay out their as well, prepared to do harm to the the innocent for their own ends. It was an unfortunate happening in so many ways. This world, shined in light and shadowed in darkness, was constantly being enveloped by a struggle between the two, and even more often, by twisted shades of grey. The weak were controlled and dominated by the strong, whom abused their power for their own ends, and used it to control and harm others for petty reasons. It hid itself all along the guise of politics. Those who sought to conquer other villages did so in the name of their own village, acting as if their actions were pure, intent to bring resources and power to their own village.Yet, from the war it brought, many lives, innocent and otherwise, were lost, paying the price for this selfish desire. Ultimately, it all came down to an excess of pride, greed, and jealousy. Behind it all was the desire for power. Even at his young age, his mind ran readily through these ideas. How could he react to such people. How could he forgive a person so readily capable of such things. Sociopaths, they were, willing to destroy anything that prevented them from having what they desire. Them not caring for the pain and suffering they produced, or the lives lost, as long as they achieved their goals. His mind moved to what lay ahead. There had to be something he could use, something he could learn to help him deal with the upcoming threat. He would have to go and look somewhere new. Perhaps the best place then, was the place of origin of their enemies. He had to search withing federation, and maybe find something he could use to fight a man like the Joker, and whatever allies he may have. Logan lead Adell to Shikarama, leaving him there. He would tell the others that he was leaving for now. He would return soon, after taking care of something.
Joker walked back to his famous land. He took from the trio of weak people. They ran last time. They had been planning on taking it back ever since, but he didn't care. Now they had became stronger and he wondered if they were a bit worse.. or had they learned.
"Oh you children I heard you were bad.. and tried to have a change in regime again. Let the weak.. take over the weak. No no no naughty children. This is my village.. and if I can' have it.. I guess I will have to show you what happens when you are naughty naughty children."
Joker sat down his boombox and hit play.
"ALL I WANT FOR MY BIRTHDAY IS A BIG BOOTY HOE..."
The radio started to blast. Joker tapped the ground a few times with his hand. As his hand hit the ground a large chair made of rock started to form and formulate around him. He whistled a bit. He knew that today was the day and he had put his faith in a few people.
"damn.. they better show up.."
Joker looked down at his invisible watch. It was invisible. He didn't know how to tell time. He told time what time it was. Joker looked as his children started to get in position. He could see the whole village from them. They even brought along the new child into play. Joker only smiled. Today would be good day. A good day to die. A good day to live. A good day to kill. The bastards wanted to jump him because they were weak and pathetic. Hopefully he the people he asked to help him. They would come and show there support.
Joker only yawned as he looked down again. He coughed up a few Yume beetles. They started to crawl around him and he grabbed a few and started to pet his babies. He didn't see anything. However he knew that it was only a matter of time before the cowards came out to play.
Personalized Summation: "What's with this stupid village?" Health: Perfect Mood: Calm [from previous encounter, from environment, from nothing happening]; Annoyed [from Mandy]; Bored [from nothing happening] Location: Hidden Mist:: Moving slowly from the docks towards the village. Availability: Unavailable to anyone except Team Joker and Team Lars.
xxxxWhat a disgusting sense of nostalgia this brought on. The sight was a lot duller from his previous position but now the village was crystal clear in his eyes. "Tsk." This youth, no older than maybe sixteen, would proceed through the village slowly. They would make their way from the docks, extending one leg after the other, swinging one arm after the other. It's just that the right of which would swing while clutching a crutch. The metal clicks as it connects with the ground. The misty village gave off a foul vibe before but with this foreboding downpour that hadn't let up even after he'd left he could find some excitement in taking things slow. He wanted to see if that guy would show up before going and blowing away the village. He brings up a free hand to stroke the collar on his neck with a grimace. That collar was all thanks to Mandy and her stupid trick. She couldn't just play things casual and use her own power to destroy the village when she had the chance.
xxxxShe had to fuse with Kushin and send her senses spiraling out of control. She couldn't even keep the guy underground to null her senses that way. And then, after all of that on top of giving herself a time limit as The Controller enjoyed doing with his toys, she had to take a break from the sudden environment change and fire attack. She would have physically been fine even if unable to effectively fight but it was a risky move only that form would pull. Stupid perverse idiot. "I'm going to enjoy destroying this place. That guy'd better hurry up and get here." If someone were to be blocking his path to move deeper into the village then the boy would stop but if not then he would just continue forward. Sticking his crutch into the ground and running a hand over the collar on his neck as he goes to see who he could find.
Items Used [-0 actions, -0 items, -0 skill points] - N/a Techniques Used[-0 skill points, -0 actions] - N/a Still Active Techs - N/a Passives [-3 actions] ◈ Technique Name: Just What Do You Think You're Doing? Description: That technique is simply used to make any opponent that fights the user have to express what techniques they are using, if any. Whatever skill is being used must be placed at the bottom of the post or at least the technique name within the post. Activation Cost: Not a technique. Activates as soon as a battle starts around the individual. ◈ Technique Name: Vanishing & Magical Sheathe Description: This technique is very unique. Each weapon Hayai possesses is covered by a customizable magic sheathe. This sheathe is basically a part of the weapon and disappears into thin air after unsheathing and appearing out of thin air when being sheathed. By sliding the index and middle finger along the side of the sheathe--it is optional to say the name of the weapon and 'unsheathe'--the sheathe seems to disappear as the fingers trail the weapon. This will reveal the weapon as it is outside of a sheathe. Any technique that is done by unsheathing a blade can still be done. Techniques that speed up the process of unsheathing the weapon also come into effect, allowing the hands to trail the weapon faster.
The sliding direction is switched to sheathe the weapon and sheathing techniques are also able to be done. This ability / item has an added bonus of making each blade appear the same when sheathed if desired. Each one most often resembles the shortest and slimmest weapon owned in a sheathe. Only she can draw out her blades. Cannot have this Made Up and Charm Bracelet. Can choose which blades to have in Invisible Sheathes. Activation Cost: Passive Ability / Item Effect. Whatever the cost is to unsheathe the weapon, use a technique for unsheathing a weapon, use a technique for sheathing a weapon, etc., is still counted. ◈ Technique Name: Protect and Repair Description: With this move a ninja can cover one or more weapons in a protective coating of chakra. For as long as they can expel chakra, the weapons will be protected. This very same chakra can also repair a weapon if one wishes. The weapons can be protected and repaired over and over without spending chakra. The weapons can be protected from minor jutsu with ease but moves such as Cloak: God of Decay, which is powerful enough to erode away buildings, the weapons will be damaged but the ninja can repair them with this in time (three posts per weapon damaged by the move). Continuous use of the move would eventually damage the weapon greatly.
When the weapon comes close to breaking it will absorb 500 chakra permanently until the battle ends and will remain in a rusted, battered condition. It is still protected if the ninja has the chakra but can no longer be used. They would have to tend to the weapon in their leisure and feed it plenty of chakra before it can be used again. However many letters, similar to the users weapons full name, is how long it will take to repair it when it gets to the point of breaking. Ultimately, the users weapons cannot be completely destroyed unless they run out of chakra to protect them or they die. Activation Cost: Passive. Range: any weapon. 1,000 chakra points subtracted automatically at the start of a battle. ◈ Orochi Power: Regeneration [100%] ◈ Armadillo Beast Seal: Level 3 ---------------- Current Outfit = Refer to image. Is only wearing the outfit that has the white shirt with gray details. Collar is always present even if not in image. (Damnation 1, 2, 3)
Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2013 5:59 pm
| Now Vade's here too. |
Any Words?: "I'm going to have a death battle in a soggy place like this? This s**t." Health: Excellent Mood: Relaxed [from stupid girl back home]; Determined [from deadly combat] Location: Hidden Mist: Just off the docks. Availability: Unavailable to anyone except Team Joker and Team Lars.
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xxxThere wasn't any guarantee that he would be able to or not, but the Uchiha would arrive just off the docks and attempt to move along a different path from the norm towards the village. He'd never been to the village before and maybe that didn't matter. He always managed to get around fine in villages he didn't know. When he knew the village he tended to get lost. But if you don't know where you're going in a new place, are you really lost? The path was a bit rough looking but was wide and beaten like people often traveled over it. Rain would be coming down making the Phoenix/Salamander bare his fangs at the space before him in annoyance. This was such a pain. And then he remembers just why he's there. There were people here that had a hand in the misfortunes of Hidden Leaf. Who were responsible for the attack on his home when he was too young to do anything about it. It wasn't the last guy that ran through there. Apparently people hailed him as a hero despite some people shivering in fear when saying so. Vade didn't care what that guy did. It had nothing to do with him. Vade didn't care about Hidden Leaf; at least not that much to go raging about that particular guy.
xxxHe was more concerned with the ones that took his old life from him; when he very well could have been that hotheaded firefighter that makes things worse he always dreamed of being as a kid. The ones that sent an earthen beast to kill every shred of family he had in one massive attack on Konoha forcing him to face a reality at nine years old he'd never wanted to. They made him a guy that loved getting drunk off his a**. They made him a guy that would kill people if he lost control. They made him the one to come here and kill them. Whether it was accurate or not, all that mattered was somebody pointed their finger at them. The ones that were seeking to alter the current control in Mist were his enemies and nobody else. He would kill every last one of them and piss on their graves. The teen would recall the sent of the one that gave him the message to go to Mist. He would then recall the smell of that one guy that he passed in Grass. They smelled the same. So if it came down to it, he could take the scents of those two and be sure to acknowledge anyone smelling similar not to be his target. That didn't mean he would roast them if thy got in his way; just that he didn't have time to bother with them.
xxxThe Uchiha would not be unaware of his surroundings. He would actually be completely focused on everything around him with his doujutsu. More than that he was wearing the Mask of the Seer mask over his face at the moment. It lack a lot of construction, possibly to take full advance of the eyesight including the peripherals. It was completely clear and had no gloss. The mask would cover everywhere but wide around the mouth, nose, and eyes to not be a burden. It resembled a number of clear masks that basketball players wore to shield themselves. This mask would greatly enhance his seeing range and ability to see in even dark conditions. But it was still just a mask. If he could see far away that was fine for seeing someone getting dressed in their bedroom but it didn't add anything special to him. Not to mention it wasn't exactly in operation at the moment. There wasn't a point with his doujutsu active to its fullest level. He would continue along hoping to eventually run into someone; eventually heading straight for the location where Joker would be.
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Notes:: RPC = Vade Watari [Uchiha] {Chakra Surge::167,750/ Current Chakra::165,950}
Items Used [-0 actions, -0 items, -0 skill points] - Mask of the Seer [not active but wearing it] Techniques Used[-800 skill points, -1 actions] - Sharingan Lvl 4: 800 Skill Points Still Active Techs - N/a Passives [-1,000 skill points, -2 actions] ♨ Technique Name: Protect and Repair Description: With this move a ninja can cover one or more weapons in a protective coating of chakra. For as long as they can expel chakra, the weapons will be protected. This very same chakra can also repair a weapon if one wishes. The weapons can be protected and repaired over and over without spending chakra. The weapons can be protected from minor jutsu with ease but moves such as Cloak: God of Decay, which is powerful enough to erode away buildings, the weapons will be damaged but the ninja can repair them with this in time (three posts per weapon damaged by the move). Continuous use of the move would eventually damage the weapon greatly.
When the weapon comes close to breaking it will absorb 500 chakra permanently until the battle ends and will remain in a rusted, battered condition. It is still protected if the ninja has the chakra but can no longer be used. They would have to tend to the weapon in their leisure and feed it plenty of chakra before it can be used again. However many letters, similar to the users weapons full name, is how long it will take to repair it when it gets to the point of breaking. Ultimately, the users weapons cannot be completely destroyed unless they run out of chakra to protect them or they die. Activation Cost: Passive. Range: any weapon. 1,000 chakra points subtracted automatically at the start of a battle. ♨ Name: Body Heat Type – Passive Ability Range – Self Duration – N/a* Affects – Vade | Anything that makes contact with him Description: Having formerly been a holder of the Heat Orochi Power and member of an elite squad that could manipulate set elements on par with a dragon, Vade has come to acquire a few unique traits. Well, he’s considered the brother of that entity, but was forged from the same skill list and trained in much the same fashion as the former Salamander in his youth. Vade is able to manipulate the heat within his body to accomplish a number of tasks. Naturally Vade’s temperature is at a degree of 140. He is not only able to withstand cold conditions longer than a typical ninja but is also able to fend against common colds brought on by fluxes in temperature. So if he decided to dive into icy water to clear his head he would feel no repercussions for it at a later date. When made angry to a high degree, Vade’s temperature rises to a current maximum of two hundred degrees. He is not only unaffected by the high temperatures in his body but doesn’t even notice the change. He is nearly at a boiling temperature and can burn the unsuspecting if attempting to come in contact with him. In a normal situation his Orochi Power would have granted him a much higher degree that his body can reach, but it was stripped from the list a short time ago. So this is as much as he can manage in his current state. Activation Cost: This is a passive ability but requires Vade know Inner Fire. For now using Inner Fire does nothing to benefit him. This technique costs double the cost for Inner Fire (1,000). This must be activated before any of the passive abilities can be utilized. ♨ Orochi Power: Anti-Healing [0%] ♨ Famine ---------------- Current Outfit = Expressed. Refer to link. (Vade 1 and 2)
Rumi knew that the fighting had only been interrupted, not completely stopped. It would start again, and this time, when it broke out, there would be no stopping it. Her own role had been played already, she was only here to make a delivery. That delivery sat in the middle of the street, a battered metal cup. She suspected that several of the others knew or at least suspected what it's role might be, but none had yet decided to do anything with that information. Regardless, her own role was finished.
She sketched a bow to the immediate area, before turning on her heel and walking away. She was no fighter, she could do no more good here. Instead, she would proceed with some of the other instructions she had been given. There were always other matters to delve into, always other plans to coordinate. And while she looked like some half-drowned waif, she was still capable enough to be trusted to carry out certain duties.
In the middle of the street, a battered metal cup. Within it, a small amount of liquid. How that liquid had avoided spilling out when the entire cup had been hurled several yards, that was anybody's guess. Some trick, was it the fabled 'never spill cup'? Anyone with the sense to use more than their eyes would notice the strong chakra signal emanating from the cup. Strong, but not a human signal. There was no chakra network, or at least nothing that could be described as such. Instead, it was just immensely compacted, like a vast amount of chakra was somehow infused into the inch or so of liquid in the bottom of the cup.
All of the information was there, to those with the knowledge to figure it out. There was something suspicious about the cup, ergo the cup and it's contents were dangerous until proven otherwise. And that would not happen, instead it would be completely disproved. Or rather, the truth of the cup and it's contents would be revealed shortly. It began slowly, the liquid began to bubble and churn, before it grew, overflowing the edges of the metal cup and still expanding out. The liquid substance coalesced and shifted through a myriad of shapes and forms before settling down into a stable shape. That of a humanoid mass, hewn from slightly translucent blue crystal or gelatin. The dim light nonetheless refracted from it's surface, creating small distortions and eddies of light.
This,then, was Hedoro, the devourer. With all of the chaos that had been breaking out throughout much of the lands, she had remained silent, drawing back from the world at large. But now something had drawn her interest, or perhaps her ire. Now, once more, she was venturing out into the world. Would she partake in the battle, or merely watch and prey upon the victors? She owed no allegiance to any of the fleshlings, none of their petty issues affected her in the slightest. But still she had come, still she had decided to add her own presence to the fresh bout of chaos that was about to break loose. [522 + 872 + 22,327 = 23,721 out of ??? ]
Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2013 11:01 pm
Adell Terumi, THE GREATEST NINJA IN THE WORLD, wanna-be...
Logan thankfully, had come in, just as he was getting attacked and ovberwhelmed by both sides. Thankfully, he had helped him heal himself, having identified a danger hidden to the Terumi. Logan would help get him to Shikarama, where he and the others would have time to prepare and recover. The Nara had been explaining their strategy to the woman he brought to them, as apparently there was some misunderstanding over it all. Shikarama would ask the two what had happened. "A strange woman had attacked the mist. I tried to stop her, but she was overwhelming... And than others I didn't recognize came. Before it could go any further, they seemed to retreat, as Logan came to help me. We got back here as things died down." Logan had discussed leaving, before doing so, Adell remained with Shikarama, for now. He would sit down and rest. Finally, Joker had arrived. He had the gall to show up, and act so high and mighty. He even brought the clones. What Adell wouldn't give to be able to strike now, to take out this b*****d before the others he mentioned could arrive. But... they had to wait, Hariko was still hidden, and Logan would still be on his way back, it seemed. 84392 SP/chakra Spendable skill points: 1470 Word Count: 224 Reserved: 219
Having heard during the exams that the invasion of Mist had begun Momo had quietly removed herself from the proceedings and made haste to arrive as soon as possible her skills were invaluable for this fight.
