Osamu would continue walking along behind the singer as she did her little prayers at each corpse before he’d have his kikaichu add them to the pile, while also having a few of them hang back in the gourd and multiply like mad. When she turned and asked her question, the genin looked down at the street, clenching his fists tightly before finally speaking, bitterness and the pain of loss in his voice, “They didn’t… they didn’t give their lives… they had their lives taken from them..” Osamu looked around the area and back at the pile of bodies they had collected so far, “From the looks of it, most of these people are civilians, not trained in the shinobi arts.. they had no real way to defend themselves…. And when I fought one of the ice monsters that came through earlier, they went for the few civilians in the dojo first…. I have no idea where they came from though.” Osamu would then go back to dpoing his thing with the kikaichu, rounding up the scattered bodies and piling them onto the mound with he rest.
"Be the fly on the wall…..strike like a nest of hornets."
She could not, not, hear the bitterness and hate in his voice, hell it was nearly palpable. He had a point though. These people did not give their lives, they were taken from them. Something she considered unacceptable and for the first time in quite some time, she felt something. Anger, hatred, and pain. She hated the people who caused this even though she knew not who they were. Turning on heel she motioned over her shoulder,"Come on, lets keep going. Drop the bodies off at the ruins for now like we planned."
Nodding, Osamu would finish rounding up the dead from the streets and head for the ruins with the massive pile of dead bodies being carried by his gigantic swarm of bugs. All the while, his females were still reproducing like crazy so that he would have plenty at his disposal just in case. [exit]
"Be the fly on the wall…..strike like a nest of hornets."
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Hsing-I Pakua: Awareness heavily increased.
Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2016 2:00 am
Hatake ❈ Suiton ❈ Raiton ❈ Jounin
♫So don't let me don't let me down.♫
xxxxxx Thanatos walked along the streets of Kumogakure, he needed to just find some basic supplies to start rebuillding his home. Wood for one he needed to a large quantity. He could probably carry the amount he needed on one shoulder. He believe his father had tools somewhere around the home. But it had been a while and who knows if they are still there. Thanatos walks over to a shop that's selling lumber, he picks up a stack and and pays the owner. He asks him where he could buy concrete the man pointed him in the correct direction. He thanked him and continued walking, carrying the lumber at the beginning wasn't that bad for him. He continued walking being careful of others walking by him. When he reached the store where it appear they had tools and cement bags. At the same time he found some tools that he would need if his father didn't have his anymore. He placed a couple bags of the cement mix over his shoulder and payed for his tools and the bags. When he went outside his wood was still waiting for him. He carefully reached for it and placed it on his other shoulder. At the time he had so much weight on him but he seemed to be handling it pretty well. He needed to get all of this stuff to his house in the residential district. He exited the area walking towards the residential district.
Unki Her spar seemed to be going successfully against her squidly opponent, and it seemed she was just about to win. But suddenly she was in the middle of a bustling crowd, out in the streets of Kumogakure. Beside her, sticking close was a large spotted lion cub with silver fur. Similarly colored silver hair spilled around her shoulders. But that aside, despite the activity around her, she couldn’t hear any of it. She couldn’t hear anything at all, even though she was perfectly aware of the people bumping and shoving her around.
Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2017 5:22 pm
Hakanai◦✵◦Unki
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Blink. A length of time lasting the span of a single blink took away the languid Tōso-squid, the gooey golden ink, her miniature scorching sun, and warped each detail into something entirely new. Gravity was on her side again. The world was up-right and not reversed from any ceiling. She was in town. Was this a second genjutsu? Unki went to speak;"Tōso?" Not a sound. At most, she could sense the vibration in her throat from speaking and the same Unki-voice still held its presence in her thoughts. Passersby shoving onto her person swayed her to move, however, a stern nudge into the torso of a notably, large animal beside suggested otherwise. Not a sound. What...? This was an incredibly realistic genjutsu, if it were genjutsu. Why, a familiar face passing her by on the street. Really, what were the odds her sparring squid partner could replicate all these people? Things were definitely fishy.
The animal was silvery, spotted, and presented Unki a seemingly calm reaction to being shoved into. Feline? Lion-like. This was indeed a land-dwelling critter far, far away from appearing to stem out of any cephalopod shenanigans. Forget being weird, just being face-to-face with a sensibly large animal with the capabilities of mauling was becoming unnerving. I-I could be in a bloom of jellyfish though, ehh, r-right?
She joins her hands with the up-most intentions to try to release a genjutsu- but stops. These were not her hands: her own were not this tan. Unki's sights drift further south. The hair draping over her shoulders was not the golden fluff she knew well. Silken hair of silver. This was not her body.
Her hands- these hands- feel onto the head and drag the fingers through the, surprisingly fluffy, hair and along the chin. Unki could feel everything incredibly well. But she still couldn't hear! She was oblivious to the scaling level of her own whimper that wavered into a drawn out whine. The girl was too distracted to catch onto the exact reaction, and the level of concern, the true owner of this body may recognize in the face of the silvery spotted lion."Tōso!?"
If she could pull through and realize this wasn't a genjutsu, Unki's best bet for answers could be trying to track down Tōso in the academy.
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With a whiny growl, he lets out a massive yawn as all teeth were being shown. Smacked his lips, he noticed that he doesn't feel his friend's leg brushing against his side. Confused and curious, his head turned around as she seemed to stop in place. He heard her speak as his ears twitched slightly. How odd. Her speech was almost perfect right there. Hakanai wasn't known for having good speech. But it wasn't the speech that was extremely odd, it was what she said. Toso. Now that's a name he haven't heard in a long long time. Why in the blazes of a blizzard would she care about Toso at this time? There was other pressing matters they needed to face. .... His eyes watched Hakanai carefully as she seemed rather surprised to look at her own hands... and even her own hair. His ears flattened as his nuzzle slightly lifted as he growled towards Hakanai. What was going on? This wasn't the time for the games! They had a rough time and by the cat gods out there, he wanted to sleep! He was mainly frustrated that his napping time was getting pushed back more and more. Moved his body, he stood in front of Hakanai as he thumped heavily onto the ground with his tail to get her attention and once she looks at him, he flattens his left ear and tilted his head, meaning to ask her what's wrong?
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Hurrak
Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2017 1:10 pm
𝐔𝐧𝐤𝐢◦✺◦𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐨
Despite all the chaos that surrounded the fact that he was in a new body, he wasnt exactly handling it poorly. The body he had been given was at least fit and agile. It wasnt like the body of some great useless fat person. That, that he would have hated vehemently. While part of him wanted to go find his body as soon as possible, the other wanted to find who the body belonged to. Mostly due to the fact that he was pretty sure she wanted to find her body too. Hell if he had a body like this he would want to get it back too. Whoever she was she worked hard to keep herself in good physical condition, something he could appreciate.
Though he tried his best to avoid actively checking out the body, without her permission he couldn't help but feel them bouncing under the vest while he jogged through the streets. If they didnt switch back soon then he would have to deal with this all night long..... hed have to change....and shower... NOPE dont think those thoughts right now. MOVING ON! Dropping his jog to a walk he took the time to notice the looks he was getting from the men and teenage boys in the area. Sure this girl looked nice but why did they stare so intently? Like a bunch of creepy perverts...
----- Unki's whine winded out."Huuh?" Enough of her seemed to steady itself when she caught onto the fact that she must have stirred up the large feline's attention. A glimpse its tail whopping the ground, a flattened ear, and the adorable head tilt. She narrows her sights back to the fluffy feline and swallows. Unki blinks a few times, seeming a bit less in fright. "This isn't a genjutsu, is it?" she says aloud.And I can't hear! What happened? This moment felt real, but, as was the purpose of some illusions: to simulate a sense of reality, no matter how false it truly is. Unki held out an arm to inspect what she had been, and slight remains to be, frazzled by the switch. A much darker complexion than her own. She followed her new arm to take into account an apparent taste in dark clothing. "I am....not me." She pursed a lip into reflecting in a sincere pout- not like a pout she put on display to express the discontent of slipping into a puddle of ink. Unki was happy being Unki.
Now, the body wasn't at all bad: toned and still female. Yet, the present clothing was a ways off from Unki's own choices, given she was permitted to dress herself in brighter attire for non-stealthy situations. The lack of hearing, though, was a trait she could only hope was temporary for this new appearance.
"I don't know how else to say it," Unki would say half to herself and half to the silvery lion-like fluffy ball with a face in focus. "I'm not me-" she would raise her head to sigh but cut off by a face floating about the crowd. A heaving inhale and an urgent point over the beasts's head set up a timly out-cry: "that's me! T-the blond th-girl with the top knot! Top knot! S-stop!"
Blonde thing? I'm not a blonde thing! Uhhm? Cat's are colorblind aren't they!?
Her body could have just slipped right past her. To think, if she had been stuck in a sulk the chore of finding herself could have been a hundred times more difficult. It must have taken a turn somewhere on leave from the Academy. Poor Tōso.
𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓿𝓮𝓷𝓵𝔂✵....𝓗𝓾𝓱Ɂ
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Lily Platypus
Azeiel The Risen
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Posted: Thu Feb 09, 2017 1:42 am
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The hybrid's ear perked right back up when Hakanai had mentioned that this wasn't a genjutsu. What in the world? He glanced left and right. Everything seemed to be normal so .... had Hakanai lost her marbles? She needed rest. Maybe some sleep will help her get her sanity back. The next few words she uttered was even more crazy sounding. 'I am not me.' Shu mentally sighed heavily. He guessed that she was still not recovered from what happened in Dojo while he was gone. His owner was still beating herself up from it. They needed to find Kaileer and maybe Hakanai can finally get a piece of mind. But she continued to talk, and what bothers him was that her speech was perfect. His ears flatten as he growled softly. Then she said that someone was her as he turned his head and glanced over at the crowd. Blonde... yep. Something was off. Hakanai always remember about him being colorblind. What the... He was now confused. Top knot? H-Huh? He had a second to make a decision and to make one fast. To believe what's going on or to think that Hakanai needs to go to a mental hospital. With an annoyed growl, he may as well humor her and see what happened.. after all, if Hakanai was not Hakanai... he needed to find Hakanai. Fast. With that, he made his way through the crowd and stopped in front of the blonde with the top knot and hopefully, the right one, "Wait one moment." He spoke towards the female.
There really was no end to the number of guys who were checking her out... within the back of his mind he couldnt help but wonder if there was something he could do to remedy the situation for her. After all he knew that he would hate to have girls checking him out all the time, despite the fact that he had terrible luck with females they still checked him out from time to time.
Though his attention was pulled back to the present by two things. First a woman yelling top knot, stop with a leopard in front of her. Then second by said snow leopard not only parking itself directly in front of him, but actually talking. Not parrot talking, full on talking. Gonna have to make a note of that at some point.
Addressing the leopard first he nodded," I take it you know her?" It was an obvious question but he kind of wanted to see just how smart this leopard was. After all it wasnt often that he got to speak with an animal and he kind of wanted to see how things were from its perspective. Though at the same time he also wanted to find his body and prevent whoever had it from doing something stupid that would negatively impact his reputation.
It wasn't easy to determine if the feline was taking Unki's cry to heart. Yet, it's agile passage through the crowd in order to stop her free-running body was reliving. She was being understood. The feline must own knowledge of human languages. What luck.
She bounced on her knees until the opportunity sprung up to try to talk. Unki weaved after the cat and broke free of the crowd. Now she had a good look at her own, former, form. This would've been a thousand times worse, though, if Unki had not all ready used a few clones earlier. Still weird. "Yes! This one!" Unki shakily cheers to the cat before losing to the swarming storm of confusion, misery, and anger from the entire mess; she fiercely slaps the face of her own rogue body. A slap hard enough to leave her hand slightly throbbing and certain to leave a solid red hand-print. Her bitter mood swept off in a huff and Unki quickly clings onto her familiar body.
By now, Unki was certain whoever's body she had was a good three inches taller. She happily nuzzled her silver locks into the blond heap of a braid, kisses through the hair to her cheek, and suddenly pulled away with a furrowed expression and frantically, fierce relay of questions:"What did you do with the squid? Did you let Toso die?! Who are you anyway!?" Despite her obvious annoyance, justly visible through her expression and the accompanying pout, Unki still fluffed and fingered the body-snatcher's blonde hair.
"Before you waste your breath, though, I can't hear. I actually think this fine feline here is completely on-board with that fact."
Unki looks back to the silvery cat, "I'm really sorry I'd bet this mess is throwing your whole day off as bad as it is mine. I can only hope you're still yourself though..." As she added her complain, her playful hold on the blonde hair became a firm grip. Run and I'll pull so flip-flopping hard.
✰MIKO in Hanna's body ran off heading into the streets of Kumo intent on questioning the people and checking in on the citizens as she made her way forward towards the Raikage's Tower and something about this whole thing came on like a flash back. Dejavu? It was like she was replaying the same scene over from a memory of her first day as a ranked genin kunoichi of Kumogakure. Yet the village was in a better condition that the reconstruction period her memory drew her back to she still felt the same anxiety and pressure. It felt too similar and obnoxiously so it brought on memories of the arse wipe who thought it valid to test the village at an unscrupulous moment in the villages history in an even more unorthodox and nonsensical method. Why the freak am I thinking about Midgahs, that piss ant should of been handled...wait what did Kaileer actually do when ti came to that jerk. Did he lock him up or just kick'em out. There asn't much of a response beyond some kind of flaccid rebuke of what he did but also remorse over that crazy lil b***h having to die with her jerk arse boyfriend or whatever.
The thought caught her for a moment but there were more pressing matters to attend to. Hannah-Miko stated out by checking in on public stalls and passers by by asking them, "Are any of you feeling a bit out of sorts right now...L-like switchedaround in your body or somethin like that?" Gauging the answer or responses from expression given her minds experience with seeing such Miko woud deduce the answer and move on, but ever still would continue to do this even as she passed by what looked like Shukenja and Hakanai, and a new face to the village clearly wearing a headband on her person. Miko's line of questioning around the village and behavior was anything by discrete as the whole point of this was for her to draw attention to the situation to stimulate a mindset to respond rather than sit still placidly, yet she did re-frame from outright shouting at the top of her lungs that the shinobi were suffering from a body swapping identity crisis dealy. It just seemed like the kind of thing to set off a panic in a public that was fairly on a rough patch when it came to trusting the shinobi of the village after the series of horrifying ends they'd suffered under the current regimes watch. Miko would run over to the trio and would seem a bit out of breath but not enough to impede her ability to talk. "So~, uh, Hakanai and Shu?Y-you guys are your selves rioght? "
Mio's currently hetero-chromatic eyes would dart around trying to gauge their reaction or if they even had a sense of what she might of been talking about. Yet just as she'd stat in on them with her question a feeling of a odd prickling would run up her spine as a sound seeped into her thoughts. It was initially quite, but maybe it was always there and it seemed to "crawl" along the lining of her consciousness. Miko being a paranoid person had inner battles with her minds monologue, but this was no "monologue" but rather a "dialogue". There was a intruding sense of being watched and judged, an invisibly sense of "the many" and countless whispers grew and overlapped climbing in volume to a roaring cacophony shouting at Miko, WHO ARE YOU! YOU'LL FAIL!, YOU'RE NOT HELPING YOU SELFISH PIEC....
"AaaaRgggh! SHUT THE HELL UP! GET OUT! WHO ARE YOU FREAKS!"Miko would fall to Hannah's knee grabbing at her head seemingly shouting at the group. Miko was no stranger to fight with her thoughts but this seemed like an over whelming sea of thoughts washing her away in a collective of thoughts not her own, and she knew they weren't her. Tears streaming from now blood shot wide eyes Miko would look around to find the source of the voices, but she saw no one, and then the idea had come to her that this was a genjutsu. Yet she first tried to fight the jutsu or situation by building on what she knew, Herself. I'M MIKO, I'M MIKO...THE KILLER, NO, MIKO TENGOKU, THE PUPPETEER, AND SHORT SIGHTED REBEL. NO I'M GOD DAMN MIKO TENGOKU I'M THE MASSES I'M A PART OF THE MOB AND I'M NOT JUST A SMALL PIECE OF YOU. YOU'RE TRAPPED IN MY HEAD AND I'LL NEVER LET YOU TAKE FROM ME ALL THAT MAKES ME MIKO!
[current theme] Arching her back and sticking her but int he air as her head would hit the ground and she'd claw at the ground MIko would slam her head into the ground and would have a mad look in her eyes as if she'd been infuriated by something invisible, her gaze not really looking at anyone in particular despite her eyes scanning over the others. She'd be looking through them and past them at what she'd imagined to be the massive crowd of invisible others berating her, and at this vision Miko would regain her devilish smirk from her former body. She'd fall back holding her self up with her hand as she'd sit up looking at them all still smiling. "So this is what's bugging pink, spirits be damned she's crazy fa real." Saying this a bit under her breath but still audible for them to hear Miko would notice a trail of blood catching in her vision as the strike to the ground had drawn some blood. The guilt of worry over this body had some what subsided as she'd realized this body was rather broken already. As if the muscles of this figure had just reset with a new operating system installed and the backup of all the trauma introduced to it had just finished being reinstalled. It was like her skin crawled and called for her to pull at it like a scab that needed to peel. This body was cursed in it's self, but Miko hadn't lost herself in it. The voice continued to crowd in on her, but she'd stand up both mentally and physically still grinning.
Excuse me..., the words escaped her almost sounding like she was overtly calmer than she should be after doing what she did to herself. Yet Miko would stagger off to an ally way and would find her self grounding herself once more to a wall. Looking around and settling in for the bought of meditation and effort she'd need to exert relieve herself of this pressure. Not yet drowned by the doubts and redicule of the voices that seemed to peer into her despite being strangers to her life and somehow still project the doubts of the other kunoichi into her mind made her resolve to try and fight this...Somehow.
((OOC: Tao! I'm trying to get Miko in Hanna's body to rally some response to get the others to work together to check the village and the other shinobi they can. I just need some small response from you for the NPC response of the civilians just to clear u the fact that they weren't effected, and possibly not the Anbu or others too.
Ayamae not sure if you'll be able to get around to posting to catch up to Miko but I'm gonna have Miko place her Ego against your Trauma induced psychosis. ))
●Thoroughbred: Your maximum chakra pool and maximum stamina pool are both increased by {10} points, and you receive an additional {05} points to each pool whenever you rank up. Additionally, when you perform bloodline techniques above Rank D, you are refunded {05} chakra or {05} stamina, depending on which energy was used. ( If chakra was used, you recover chakra; if stamina was used, you recover stamina; if both were used, you recover both. ) ●Blood Knight: Your bloodline techniques possess greater power, allowing them to overwhelm techniques of the same rank, and preventing them from succumbing to elemental weaknesses of techniques the same rank. Can cast bloodline techniques through one-handed seals. ●Fighter's Will: -5 Stamina to simple tai and buki and -5 chakra to complex and spiritual tai and buki ●Learn bloodline techniques two (2) posts faster.
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TheRealKiru
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Azeiel The Risen
Royal Burrito
XAyame_HatakeX
Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2017 11:24 pm
Hitoshi
One moment he was walking out of the office on his way to train at the academy, with his trusted companion at his side. The next Hitoshi was standing in the streets amidst a crowd, on its way to… wherever they were going. He faced a silver-haired young woman, taller than himself apparently. Beside her stood a rather large creature that looked like a mix between a lion and a leopard, silver fur covered in large dark splotches. Just off to the side, another girl with vibrant pink hair staggered away into an alley where she leaned against a wall. Should he speak, he would find that his voice certainly wasn’t his own, and was very much feminine.
Hakanai
The ANBU captain had approached Hakanai, and her touch had been oddly soothing but in a blink, she was suddenly back on the streets, amidst the crowds. She could still hear though, and pink hair spilled around her face haphazardly. Should she look around, she would find herself staring at...herself, watching helplessly as a blond-haired girl attempted to speak to her. Shu stood not far off, which was likely a sigh of relief.
After a moment, she might begin to realize that the voices from the crowd weren’t the only ones she heard. A whisper, a nagging sensation in the back of her mind told her things she didn’t want to do. Things she could never think of doing.
Liori
Unable to see anything after a life full of colors and features, darkness was foreboding. At least, until after what could have been a blink, Liori found herself with her vision restored! Only something else was wrong in its place. The crowds around her were silent, even though they clearly spoke to one another. A genjutsu perhaps? No, that didn’t seem right. Regardless, she found herself staring at a blond-haired girl, and a great beast of a silver lion stood not far off, watching her with concern. Silver hair fell like a mae around her head, not unlike her original hair, but it wasn’t hers, given the clothes and deeply tanned skin. Had she switched bodies again?
Hanna
Ara in Soraru’s body had just spoken to Hanna in Ara’s body, but before she had a chance to respond, she was suddenly in the streets, stumbling over herself as she was clearly on her way to...somewhere. Where was she going? Her mind was still silent, so it didn’t seem she was in her own body yet, but whose was the question. Looking down at herself, she would find loose-fitting clothes and...were those mouths on her hands?
Hitoshi had been making his way towards the academy to get some training in when it happened. All of a sudden he found himself... being embraced? Not just embraced, but the girl that had appeared in front of him almost out of nowhere was practically clinging on to him. And now she was kissing his cheek through his blonde hair. He blushed fiercely, face turning about as red as a tomato at the strange display of affection from a lad he had never met before. He was about to voice the many questions he had for her when he realized, his hair wasn't supposed to be blonde! It should have been orange! He grabbed the strand of hair and pulled. Yeah it was definitely attached to his head? The taller girl in front of him was talking now, yelling a bit too loudly. Something about a squid? He heard her mention the name Toso, but the rest of her words faded into background noise after he looked down.
He had breasts. Ta ta's. Milk jugs. Round spheres on his chest that should DEFINITELY not be there. He reached up and squeezed them for a second, disbelief clear on his face as he realized they were very much real. This was all wrong. He shouldn't have these! His eyes darted around, the disbelief he had only recently shown quickly morphing into unadulterated panic. This wasn't his body! Somehow the boy's mind had been transported to a body that was not his own. The body of some random female! His eyes continued to dart around, looking almost like a cornered animal as he backed away from the taller girl in front of him. No no no no no how could this happen? He'd barely been a genin for ten minutes he wasn't ready to start his career off by losing his own body! He needed to get out of the streets. Away from this crowd. He opened his mouth to say something to the silver-haired girl in front of him, but the words just wouldn't come out. His (her?) mouth was so dry. He licked his (her???? lips) and tried again, but still nothing would come out. His natural nervousness combined with what had just happened was just too much. He couldn't force himself to say anything. So instead, he did what any cornered animal would do. He ran.
Suddenly he took off, running over to the side and dipping into a nearby alley where he could hopefully get some time away from the strange woman with the pet lion... leopard... thing. Eyes filling with tears out of frustration at his predicament, Hitoshi wouldn't go far before clumsily tripping over some pink-haired girl who was sat leaning against the wall. A feminine yelp of pain escaped his lips as he hit the ground, his knees painfully skidding against the ground. That would have been an annoying sting to his original body, but to this one it hurt like hell. Fine. He'd stay here and gather his thoughts. Decision made, the boy inside of a woman's body leaned his back against the wall next to the girl he had tripped over. He pulled his knees up to his... rather sizable chest and crossed his arms over them, using his crossed arms to prop up his chin. Any onlookers might assume he was trying to disappear into the wall. Perhaps if Hitoshi had been a ninja for longer and had some experience he wouldn't have freaked out so easily, but alas he had been a genin for all of ten minutes. This situation was one he had been completely unprepared to handle.
Chakra Cost: Thoroughbred Chakra Refund: • ; "Additionally, when you perform bloodline techniques above Rank D, you are refunded {05} chakra or {05} stamina, depending on which energy was used." = # Chakra Remain Techniques Used: • • •
