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 Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 10:46 am
Airena. Walked in to the school.and then sighed remembering the years she was there she smiled loving the feeling of being about to protectth e same type. Of kids she used to be she might even try to teach them how to fight a couple moves
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2012 1:23 am
Name:Jamal E.Von Lieberkuhn Level: Academy Student CP: 500/500 
Exp(words): 1030+6642=7672
Feeling: Calm,ready,suspicious
Thoughts: Game time, but should watch my back....
Jamal Exar Von Lieberkuhn would continue his patient wait in the trees nearly a hundred feet above the Shinobi Academy. The women in black, along with the somewhat trained killer contained some sort of interest to Jamal. He couldn’t chime in on their conversation and if he did then maybe this wait would have gone by faster. What he could do was see perfectly what they were doing, and based on where they were going it looked like they had something planned privately for the both of them. Thoughts that were high above the parental guidance ladder filled Jamal Lieberkuhn’s head but shortly afterwards the movements of the two implicated that they were going to do some sort of sparring session after their little hug. Why did they hug again? The crimson haired boy knew how to kill and do so without any sign of regret of emotion filling up in himself. If he wanted to, he would have and could have killed the girl anytime he pleased. But it seemed that he knew a thing or two about the mind games and how to play them. At the moment the girl in black was playing right into his hand, but at the age her mind and body she was at, she would most likely not see through the crimson boy. But she was a ninja of the Shinobi Academy; perhaps she was placing the image that she was falling for the mind games, if only to gain the upper advantage in the future. Of course, this was what was being seen by Jamal and guessed by him. Maybe his boredom levels were reaching higher levels than he thought. If they were those levels would be brought down a notch or two from the start of the sparring the two would engage in. They were all limited, when it came to techniques to perform; they had to start from scratch and what they learned would be what they used. The crimson killer was a good example when he had unleashed the cloning jutsu technique that every shinobi starting out before going into the real world would learn. Five clones who would act as shields or average paid bodyguards watched the real target perform an orthodox move. The sword would have been good to use but instead of was stabbed into mother earth and he was attacking with the kunai’s. “Hmmm…” This was going to be interesting, especially how it would play out. Aside from the sparring, there really wasn’t much to see in the Shinobi Academy. What caught his eye was a woman with enormous fox ears along with boys that looked nearly identical to each other. Five twins? Was there even a specific word to describe twins that came in a bundle of five? Interest wise they were not attaining the levels that Jamal Exar Von Lieberkuhn had placed. However if they would be here at night awake, and would even hear the air being pierced with his bow, then maybe they would catch his interest. And if personality wise they were not worth his time, hopefully their skills were.
That night…
The day went by smoothly but mundane. Besides the start of the sparring session between the crimson killer and the young ten year old, nothing really sparked interest in Jamal Exar Von Lieberkuhn. He was a mercenary, he was only here for the pay and the crazy part was that he didn’t even have to be at the Shinobi Academy at this time! One may have thought that meeting at the Academy early would have been mandatory but instead only a small amount was here. They, along with Jamal Exar Von Lieberkuhn were observing their grounds, studying it, processing the information that was presented to them in their brain. Stuff as which route would be the best way to kill the targets, which would be the best route to escape, what was the shifts of some of the teachers, which direction did he or she took at specific hours, etc. Small details but those details would have been the key to helping them finish their job efficiently and more than likely obtain the most pay for they would have been the one to steal all the kills from those who were not here. Usually after one exited the Shinobi Academy, returning was restricted unless under certain circumstances. Jamal however was a smart mercenary, a smart one that was too damn smart for his own good. He was the type of smart that was feared more than respected at certain times. When the night showed its face, that was when it was time to rock and roll. Instead of relaxing on the giant branch that packed enough weight to support Jamal’s weight, instead he was standing and leaning against a trunk of the tree with his elbow; staring at the shinobi academy in its night appearance while the other five shinobi were next to him gearing up for a big score.
Three of them were not the ones that were scoping out the terrain earlier and were probably average mercenaries. As a result Jamal would have the upper hand and possibly get more kills and get more cash them those three. Even if they weren't average, certainly they were not on the level that Jamar Exar Von Lieberkuhn was in. They couldn't get a head shot like he could with a bow nor demonstrate the suiton element on a scale like Jamal. Two of the mercenaries however caught Jamal's eye. He couldn't put his finger on it but he felt as if these two would give him a challenge. The first one looked like he, or she was straight out of a Gi joe dimension. He or she had on a black high tech suit that was laced with vibranium; such a material had the ability to absorb kinetic energy and sound that targeted the suit or was within its reach. Dual desert eagles were seen on both hips of the mercenary with anti-chakra rounds that would do double the damage to those who had chakra flow throughout the body. A moderate sized knife in the front of his or her physique that was coated with a poison that would leave the target paralyzed due to a tampering of the central nervous system. An Uzi as well was also seen with a strap resting over the shoulder of the mercenary; nothing special about the ammo though unlike the rest of his weaponry. And then as for swords he mercenary went the simple route once again, only having a regular steel sword along with a steel dagger equipped on the right shin. The last but not least device was the strange looking eyewear that was on the face of the mercenary. At first it looked like something that was out of Silent Hill but in reality it was able to see in the night, see the heat inside of targets, chakra, pressure points, the works. Add the fact that it had a concussive beam when charged, and the mercenary proved that one thinking that they were armed was ridiculous; bullshit. One could never be fully armed.
The other person that was on Jamal Exar von Lieberkuhn’s list wasn’t armed to the teeth as much as the first mercenary. Instead of machine guns, armor that was able to take almost any blow delivered to it, poison covered weapons or devices that were capable of delivering over one thousand volts of electricity to the body, the only weapon that was visible to Jamal Exar Von Lieberkuhn was what looked like a bo staff. The staff had a different color than Jamal’s but was made of a slightly different metal that made it tougher than the Kori Staff. Jamal wasn’t quite sure if the staff was able to alter its size like his Kori staff but was sure that question would be answered during this job. The man had upper body armor but looked to be more of a more flexible material versus the other mercenary’s material; including the man’s dark blue/pink jeans. The lower body consisted of sliver foot gear that came up to the man’s kneecaps. All of this was complemented by a bronze colored hoodless coat. Comparing the two, Jamal felt like he should keep his eyes more focused on this person. One reason was because he seemed to take after Jamal battle wise. Exar didn’t have much on him but his skill would speak in this job. And usually the quite ones were the most dangerous. Shortly afterwards, when everyone was ready to do the job and get paid, discussions on how to approach the situation was suggested by one of the mercenaries. Their job was what Jamal considered to be a group job, which was when the mercenaries would get their pay which would be distributed. One of the bad things was that they had to actually work together to make sure the plan went smoothly, otherwise there was no pay for none of them. The situation was similar to a bunch of football players that was doing exercises while their football coach was watching; his or her mouth nesting the whistle. If one of the football players messed up or failed to do a specific task in a given amount of time, then everyone would pay the price. So it was beneficial that everyone was up to the challenge and would be able to perform their best. Another example would have been with basketball players and a coach of basketball and an assistance coach. During the practice time if one basketball player failed to perform a cardio exercise in a given amount of time, then everyone would have been punished or if he or she failed to perform a shot they have done hundreds of times, all would be punished. It would seem foolish to participate in one of these jobs if one cannot do things his or her way and have to work as a group, especially if one had trouble working with people. The flipside was that the pay was so much better than performing solo. Performing in groups usually meant that the job was a bit more difficult and the one giving the job is more threatened. So it was common to raise the price and distribute. Not to mention a few mercenaries here and there meant that their chances of persuading whoever hired them would increase and they would get more money at the end of their job.
When an agreement was reached by the four members, it was up to Jamal to see if he had any discussions or things that he disagreed with. Jamal Exar Von Lieberkuhn did not have no problems with the plan that was given by one of the novice mercenaries. It was past midnight and around this time; rogue teachers and guards would watch over the Shinobi Academy and make sure no harm came to it though. The only problem was that these rogue teachers and guards once worked for the person that hired Jamal Exar Von Lieberkuhn and the other four mercenaries. They were the contract’s bodyguards that made sure that no damage would ever come to him if they ever stepped out of the comfort zone. They did their jobs with perfection, which meant that they were recognized as a threat and it gave the one who hired them a huge pedestal to stand on and watch from below the peons that couldn’t get near him. However when protecting him or her began to conflict with their morals and principals they decided to call it quits and canceled their contract when the comfort zone was breached. Most of them disappeared and took up different hobbies, taking other jobs that offered equal to perhaps more money. Others remained mercenaries but remained low key, staying on the sneak tip. They would only come out if the situation was dire and the money was beyond good. Some decided to work at the Academy, as a way of atonement for some of the sins that they done. They accepted that they took innocent lives and hoped that if they taught the new generation not to steer on the pathway that they took, then perhaps they could be one step closer to reaching prosperity in the afterlife that awaited the majority of life. That was unless one learned was so strong the afterlife would not see them for a very long time. Or in face one knew how to bypass the afterlife altogether! As a result, Jamal Exar Von Lieberkuhn and the other four were hired to let them know that quitting on them was a big no no and consequences were to be given out. Jamal would have more than likely done the same thing if his job conflicted with his morals and principals, such as murdering children that were innocent and such. However the money and reward was huge, so Jamal would teach them a lesson. When of the mercenaries asked if everyone was ready, each one gave a nod of approval and within seconds everyone was off to perform what the job description said; they will be rich men by the time this job was done.
Or so some thought…
words=2214x3=6642
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 12:04 am
(Sorry for the wait, didn't realize you posted. >_<; )  Procella | Aquis | Pyros | Ventus | TerraAcademy Training: DAY 1Terra really could not wrap his head around a solid answer. If she was not a kitsune, that would pretty much cross out any variation of a were-fox solution. She was not part animal if this were the case as well. Maybe she was one hell of a fan that was able to implant animal parts upon her person, disrupting the natural order of life and nature... But what was up with his girl then? Terra placed his hand over his mouth, his smoke poking out from between his index and middle finger. He moved an arm to support the smoking hand up as he tilted his head slightly towards the girl. "Yeah, I would love to hear what you are. All of my decisions would revert back to that you are a human girl with the parts of a fox implanted onto your body...""Does it really matter what she is? She is a kid that Ventus thinks is cute. That is enough reason to burn her.""Pyros, that is rude and you know it. If you are at the least going to say those types of things, you could at least say it away from the group at a reasonable distance.""Shut up Aquis. You got no power over me here. Screw you guys, I am off to find me something to entertain myself with until this damn day is over."Pyros started to walk away with a gruff look on his face, his hands within his pockets as he looked around, thinking of hundreds of ways he could destroy the building he would soon come to resent and hate as a learning establishment. The remainder watched him leave but Ventus was about to run after him to bring him back but Aquis grabbed his shoulder, shaking his head. "Let him go Ventus, there really is nothing we can do until we all graduate. All we can do now is leave this academy before him and learn how to become stronger she he would have no choice but to listen to us when we try to stop him.""Yeah... I guess so... Oh! Otaku-chan! Want to play? I am sure that there will be plenty of things here that we can play with!"If it was not apparent to the girl already, the four brothers had their own little personality quirks. Where Pyros loves a good fight where he could burn everything to the ground, Aquis tended to enforce order and enjoys the setting of a school. Terra was the most laid back of them all but yet seemed very intelligent on the world and its secrets. Procella was more for the flashy entrances and his love for women, as she should have figured out when they first met and finally Ventus, who more than likely came off as a little kid on how much he enjoyed to have fun than compared to his brothers.
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 1:03 pm
bonedragon17 (Sorry for the wait, didn't realize you posted. >_<; ) Procella | Aquis | Pyros | Ventus | TerraAcademy Training: DAY 1 Terra really could not wrap his head around a solid answer. If she was not a kitsune, that would pretty much cross out any variation of a were-fox solution. She was not part animal if this were the case as well. Maybe she was one hell of a fan that was able to implant animal parts upon her person, disrupting the natural order of life and nature... But what was up with his girl then? Terra placed his hand over his mouth, his smoke poking out from between his index and middle finger. He moved an arm to support the smoking hand up as he tilted his head slightly towards the girl. "Yeah, I would love to hear what you are. All of my decisions would revert back to that you are a human girl with the parts of a fox implanted onto your body...""Does it really matter what she is? She is a kid that Ventus thinks is cute. That is enough reason to burn her.""Pyros, that is rude and you know it. If you are at the least going to say those types of things, you could at least say it away from the group at a reasonable distance.""Shut up Aquis. You got no power over me here. Screw you guys, I am off to find me something to entertain myself with until this damn day is over."Pyros started to walk away with a gruff look on his face, his hands within his pockets as he looked around, thinking of hundreds of ways he could destroy the building he would soon come to resent and hate as a learning establishment. The remainder watched him leave but Ventus was about to run after him to bring him back but Aquis grabbed his shoulder, shaking his head. "Let him go Ventus, there really is nothing we can do until we all graduate. All we can do now is leave this academy before him and learn how to become stronger she he would have no choice but to listen to us when we try to stop him.""Yeah... I guess so... Oh! Otaku-chan! Want to play? I am sure that there will be plenty of things here that we can play with!"If it was not apparent to the girl already, the four brothers had their own little personality quirks. Where Pyros loves a good fight where he could burn everything to the ground, Aquis tended to enforce order and enjoys the setting of a school. Terra was the most laid back of them all but yet seemed very intelligent on the world and its secrets. Procella was more for the flashy entrances and his love for women, as she should have figured out when they first met and finally Ventus, who more than likely came off as a little kid on how much he enjoyed to have fun than compared to his brothers. nigimay giggled in a harsh way when terra couldn't figure it out, then suddenly she began serious and her voice deepened " I can't tell you until i know i can trust you" she said almostly harshly having a flashback of what happened when she told a little red haired boy at her age of 6, as soon as she thought that a looked of shock filled her face when she heard pyro's voice and looked in his direction yet she didn't hear what he said she was too busy thinking to herself, "That boy, it can't be him can it?, No-No way nigimay get a hold of yourself, they already said we never met, but pryo's said noting of that question, it's not him, plus that little boy was nice unitl, until what, Ahh nevermind!" she thought in her mind having an augrument with herself then she noticed the boys talking amoust themselves but couldn't hear them, lost in her own thoughts as she wacthed pyros walk away " It's not him" she thought to herself repeatly but couldn't stop her self from having a flashback: Flashback: the little girl in her half mode ran around exploring as usual when suddenly she came upon a place that was very hot, as she wondered around and suddenly she heard a voice " You know it's dangerous here, and the way you did'nt notice me following you means someone could have snuck up on you and killed you easy" she looked around for the voice but saw nothing " Overhere" the voice called she began to follow the voice but is began to get farther away as she chased it when she finally stoped she noticed she was in a different place, it kind of looked liked a burned down village " now that your safe, you are you and why are you here" it asked she looked around and yelled out towards the sky " Im nigimay otaku, of the moon village daughter of the wolf guardian" she yelled, suddenly she felt something extremly close to her emiting off heat " Good" it said she wipped herself around to see the voice she was talking to and saw a redheaded boy a little older tham herself, and they were nose to nose, startled she backed up and fell backwords, when she did she heard him laughing in a short sweet way " your clumsy huh?" he asked and she huffed " No" he smiled and sat next to her " whatever' he said smiling as he looked at her. She had talked to the boy the rest of the doy and when she finally went home they decided to meet up at the same place, about a mounth or two later when they met up the boy seemed very sad " What's wrong flare" she said flare was the nickname she gave him since he refused to tell her his name " I'm leaving in a little whil and may never see you agin" he said while looking at the ground she scooted closer and hugged him " i wish you didn't have to leave, that way i could talk to you everyday" she said sadly then she looked up at him " I KNOW WE MAY NEVER SEE EACH OTHER AGIAN BUT LET'S PROMISE TO BE BEST FRIENDS FOEVER AND NEVER EVER HURT ECAH OTHER!" she yelled rapidly, the boy nodded and smiled " i promise" he said, she smiled happily " i promise too!" she cheered and hugged him and with that he left, later that night she was with her parents exploring for her birthday when suddnly a group of ninja's poped out of nowhere yelling at them to give them the girl, her mom hoped in froun of her and started fightimg them off, her dad began to fight to but about 10 people grabbed him and left while her mom fought off the rest, the mom blew an emeregency whistle for some of the towns people to came and take the little girl back too the village, just as they began to take the girl back home she turned and saw her mom drop dead from the last ninja and hop away into the trees, when she got back homw she cried her self to sellp, and somewhere off to the village she heard voices " sir we failed at getting the girl'" it said " that's okay i'll have her one day" the second voice said, little did she know that the second voice belonged to her red hairded friend ( Just in case that's not clear she heard the voices but didn't know who was speaking, and yes the litle girl is nigimay): flashback over, by time she came to she heard ventus talking she shook her head to refoucus on what was goin on and relailty and smiled happily at him " Okay!" she said with a smile although deep inside she was troubled
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Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2012 1:27 am
Procella | Aquis | Pyros | Ventus | TerraAcademy Training: DAY 1 Terra merely shrugged it off. It was not that uncommon for someone to have a strong secret that they cannot let anyone else but those they know they can trust in on. The six had just met and one of the five started to pick a fight with the sixth. That was never a good way of getting on good terms with a person. That was for sure. Terra inhaled from the roll in his mouth, held it for a little bit before blowing it out, upwards and into the sky. The smoke seemed to be somewhat alive, twirling and twisting but not like as if the wind had picked it up and started to move it. That was his little secret that no one would believe anyways so he had no care in letting anyone know what his secret was if they were to ask. But that was for another time. Aquis looked a bit disdained from Terra, having a smoke on campus but then again, he remembered the last time he tried to stop Terra from smoking when he wanted to. The guy went into a depression that he seemed he could never recover from, secluding himself from the conversations they all had together, drooling at times from spacing out, a sudden urge to do impulsive acts... Those were grade a cases of addiction, a habit that one develops after a long exposure to a stimulus that is then taken as the new status quot. He merely had to accept it as Terra's life style. He then looked over towards Procella who was eying some girls at the entrance of the academy. Of course Aquis knew what was going to happen soon so he merely shook his head at the boy's behavior. And he was right. Procella quickly slipped away from the group without saying a word but that, again, was normal for the guy. Aquis then turned his eyes upon Ventus to see that he was doing his best to make a friend and also have some fun in this place until the day was over... Such a kid. Aquis smiled lightly to himself before saying to the three of them, "Well, I guess I will take my leave and get to class. If I am going to be here, I should at least learn something to show for it."Procella quickly slipped from the group, not saying anything and almost without sound. But yet, he did it in such a way he seemed like he was never within the group to begin with. He quickly slipped up from behind the ladies, ran a hand through his hair from the front to the back with a smile before saying, "Hello ladies, what a fine day for such beauty to take part in. Mind if I partake in absorbing your loveliness?"As the others knew, he would continue to throw out lines until each and every one of those girls would be wooed by him, clinging onto him at the end of the day to be sad when he would leave or choose one of them to make out with before the others. Such a playboy... Ventus smiled towards Nigimay before waving towards Aquis who left the group before reaching out to tag her. He was as swift as the wind so tag was one of his more favorite games to play. Very rarely back at Hidden Heaven the other children would be able to catch him by chasing him straight up.
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2012 3:37 am
While walking to the academy he encountered a rogue ninja that was robbing a small store he intended to capture the rogue ninja he followed him to a forest area near the village and fought him after fighting for 20 seconds he found out that it was just a bunshin then he continued to observe how the rogue ninja does it. when the rogue ninja was making the handsign.
This is my chance to end this he said.
Hakuren quickly throws a kunai in order to stop the rogue ninja from creating a clone. managing to land a kunai in the rogue ninja's left shoulder the rogue ninja fled from the fight when a genin arrived.
by consequence when hakuren arrived at the academy their lesson was about how to create clones. Being able to witness the handsigns and having the knowledge of chakra control he was almost able to make a clone but lost concentration.
[Bunshin no Jutsu: 1/3]
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2012 3:45 am
While staying late at school. he was practicing how to mold his chakra better and tried to create a clone. While closing his eyes he concentrated his chakra to make a clone. this time he was able to make one but it was not an exact replica of him and it wasn't even able to stand.
The next morning. he was called by Iruka to use the bunshin jutsu in front of the class. He created the hand signs and concentrated his chakra until he created clones of himself. but it wasn't an actual copy of him his clone was more on his dark side and was imperfect nevertheless he was able to create one
Now try to release the jutsu Iruka Said. Hakuren closed his eyes and tried to release the jutsu and succeeded in doing so and he was even surprised to find out that he was able to learn it in just one night even if it wasn't the real jutsu he was finally getting the hang of it.
[Bunshin no Jutsu: 2/3]
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2012 3:51 am
After a week of training it was finally time for the performance test where each academy student was evaluated on their individual skills this time the test was the kage bunshin jutsu or better known as the clone jutsu. Hakuren was to be the last to perform the test.
After an hour 22 students passed the test out of 31 now it is finally the moment of truth for hakuren. He created the hand signs and concentrated his chakra after a second of concentration a clone appeared in a puff of smoke but this time he was finally able to utilize the skill in his image. Iruka sensei was amazed of his skill
His clone disappeared while walking toward his seat he couldn't wait to finally become a real ninja
[Bunshin no Jutsu: 3/3]
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2012 8:35 pm
They each had their own wants and desires to partake within the academy, so they all decided to slip into their own little worlds, learning about jutsu and the shinobi world as it is. Aquis sat at the front of his class, scribbling out notes about everything that had to do with the class subject. He wrote down the fundamental rules of being a ninja. First rule: A ninja is the tool for killing. They hold no emotion when it comes to finishing their missions. Second rule: Stealth and information are the Ninja’s greatest weapons. If you are missing one or the other, you are as good as dead. Third rule: If you are caught, consider yourself dead. Do not betray your village even under torture interrogation. These were simple enough rules to follow for anyone with a brain. If one were to betray the third rule, the village will brand that ninja as an enemy and consider them a Missing Ninja to be hunted down by Hunter Ninja. However, that was one path that Aquis did not wish to follow. He wanted to join the ranks of those who go out of their way to save lives, not take them. His head lifted up as soon as he heard the teacher say something about a technique that he was going to teach them all. It was a technique known as Bushin no Jutsu. A technique that will allow the ninja to create a copy of themselves that would be able to move around and distract or fool an opponent for a bit to allow the ninja to escape or attempt a coup-de-grace. It was a rather complex technique that involves pushing chakra out of the body to manifest a creation but then again, this was Aquis everyone was talking about. He knew that he would be able to do such a thing given the time and chance so he listened to the teacher. There were three handseals for the technique, each one had to be done in rapid succession in order for the chakra path to take the input and open up accordingly. It was a simple enough concept but putting it into practice would be another story entirely. The teacher continued the lesson by performing several handseals: the boar, the ox and then the rat, before a cloud of smoke appeared around him. The smoke was obviously used to hide the user from view as he molds a clone using his chakra alone. As the smoke cleared soon after, there stood two of Aquis’ teacher. Their hands using the last handseal having held the position just so he would not have to move as much. Aquis looked at everyone in the room who sat their amazed and wondered if he should have the same expression on his face to fit in at the very least… Nah, too much effort, he thought to himself. He would not lower himself just to make friends like everyone else that he knew. He eyed his younger brother, Ventus, who sat at the back of the class before shaking his head knowing that the boy was too busy fooling around with the kids back there to even be bothered learning the techniques that were being shown in the front of the class. And he was right. But Ventus is another story we will get to later so let us turn our attention back to Aquis. The teacher started to write upon the chalkboard around a diagram of a person’s chakra system. He explained how one can manipulate their chakra into their hands and project that chakra outwards of the body to manifest images such as a clone onto the battlefield. However, the Bushin no Jutsu relies solely on recreating the image of the user. If one does not have a good sense on what they even look like, they will find that the technique is practically impossible to complete. Aquis was the first to raise his hand when the teacher called for any volunteers. After being called, Aquis walked down to the front of the class, hardening himself against the sneers and comments of him being the teacher’s pet and brown noser. He knew what these terms meant and could only wish that these kids would just take studying seriously for once to realize that getting high marks within the class was not difficult at all. He shook his head when he reached the front of the class to get rid of those thoughts from his mind before slowly lifting up his hands. He closed his eyes as he performed the handseals as quickly as he possibly could before a cloud of smoke enveloped him, sending out his chakra through the proper channels of his body. He focused on his own image, hopefully it was not mirrored before the cloud started to fall around him. He slowly opened one of his eyes to see his creation to find that he was looking at a near perfect example of a Bushin no Jutsu. He sighed in relief that the training he had back at the sea shrine of Hidden Heaven did not go to waste but was rather useful in pushing chakra from his body to materialize in some form. The teacher applauded but that only made the bickering amongst the students grew even worse that Aquis was one of those brown nose pets of the teachers. Aquis refused to let it get to him as he walked back to his seat and prepared himself for the next lesson…
Procella was sitting at the edge of the training grounds, women swooning all around him, trying their best to get close to him as they possibly could, trying to fight each other to get his affection. Procella knew that they would eventually start trying to get him to decide on a single girlfriend… That was a common thing that happens, as he was aware of. However, how could he not pass up going for every possible chance to woo a girl? That would be blasphemy to his own beliefs that every woman should have the chance to fall in love with him if he deemed they were worth the chance. He drifted a hand through the hair of the girl on his immediate left, gazing into her eyes. He slowly started pulling her head closer to him as he drifted in for the kiss but stopped short. ”You are not comfortable with me? Even after all this you show restraint? What a pure soul you have. Why not give into your feelings then? I know you like me a lot. Just take the chance and let us see if this goes anywhere…” Again he tried to get her to let him pull her closer to him but she still had a little resistance. Procella made a disappointed face, just subtly though, before saying to her, ”Maybe you just are not ready for love. I am sorry.” He let go of her and she was immediately pulled to the back of the group where she started to fight to get back into the center, crying her eyes out, regretting her actions. Procellla was glad though, if any of his brothers were around, they would have scared off these fantastic ladies. Or as everyone else would say, groupies. He turned his attention to another girl before a call was heard. It was a male but no one he had heard before. He looked over the crowd of girls to see a group of kids standing there with their arms crossed or in hostile positions but that did not make Procella unnerved. The girls in the back and in between moved out of the way, not wanting to get in the middle of this fight if one were to break out. ”What do you want. I am a little busy right now.” “We are getting sick of you taking all the attention to yourself. We want you to stop that or leave.” ”I am sorry, I do not know what you are talking about. These ladies chose to hang around me and I do not hate their company. Why not try to ask one out? I do not care if you try.” The group was taken aback but one of them was enraged. Apparently, one of those girls just happened to be his ex-girlfriend then. Maybe he was the one that formed this rag tag group of boys to get his girl back against her will? The boy drew out a shuriken, throwing it at Procella who sighed and made a hand seal. The shuriken struck him in the chest, making the girls start to scream out in terror before a cloud of smoke appeared around Procella. As the smoke cleared, there lay not a body, but a cut piece of log that he was sitting on with the shuriken. The boy was shocked but slightly relieved that he did not kill someone before an elbow caught him on the back of his head, knocking him out. As the other boys were starting to reel from the surprise, Procella proceeded to strike each one of them, a weak shock of static electricity passing through them with each shot he took at them. Within moments, four of the many boys were down and out on the ground, either knocked out or reeling in pain. Procella felt a punch fly into his back, knocking him forwards before he raised his arms, blocking a kick before grabbing the boy and then spun around, pulling him off the ground and into the person who just punched him from behind. A fist collided with his face, knocking Procella to the side a bit before reeling back a fist that collided with the boy in the chest, knocking the wind out of him. Another boy threw a kick towards Procella’s gonads but he disappeared in a cloud of smoke, and was replaced by one of the downed boys who shouted out in pain.
1669*2 (double word weekend)= 3338
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2012 9:47 pm
bonedragon17 Procella | Aquis | Pyros | Ventus | TerraAcademy Training: DAY 1 Terra merely shrugged it off. It was not that uncommon for someone to have a strong secret that they cannot let anyone else but those they know they can trust in on. The six had just met and one of the five started to pick a fight with the sixth. That was never a good way of getting on good terms with a person. That was for sure. Terra inhaled from the roll in his mouth, held it for a little bit before blowing it out, upwards and into the sky. The smoke seemed to be somewhat alive, twirling and twisting but not like as if the wind had picked it up and started to move it. That was his little secret that no one would believe anyways so he had no care in letting anyone know what his secret was if they were to ask. But that was for another time. Aquis looked a bit disdained from Terra, having a smoke on campus but then again, he remembered the last time he tried to stop Terra from smoking when he wanted to. The guy went into a depression that he seemed he could never recover from, secluding himself from the conversations they all had together, drooling at times from spacing out, a sudden urge to do impulsive acts... Those were grade a cases of addiction, a habit that one develops after a long exposure to a stimulus that is then taken as the new status quot. He merely had to accept it as Terra's life style. He then looked over towards Procella who was eying some girls at the entrance of the academy. Of course Aquis knew what was going to happen soon so he merely shook his head at the boy's behavior. And he was right. Procella quickly slipped away from the group without saying a word but that, again, was normal for the guy. Aquis then turned his eyes upon Ventus to see that he was doing his best to make a friend and also have some fun in this place until the day was over... Such a kid. Aquis smiled lightly to himself before saying to the three of them, "Well, I guess I will take my leave and get to class. If I am going to be here, I should at least learn something to show for it."Procella quickly slipped from the group, not saying anything and almost without sound. But yet, he did it in such a way he seemed like he was never within the group to begin with. He quickly slipped up from behind the ladies, ran a hand through his hair from the front to the back with a smile before saying, "Hello ladies, what a fine day for such beauty to take part in. Mind if I partake in absorbing your loveliness?"As the others knew, he would continue to throw out lines until each and every one of those girls would be wooed by him, clinging onto him at the end of the day to be sad when he would leave or choose one of them to make out with before the others. Such a playboy... Ventus smiled towards Nigimay before waving towards Aquis who left the group before reaching out to tag her. He was as swift as the wind so tag was one of his more favorite games to play. Very rarely back at Hidden Heaven the other children would be able to catch him by chasing him straight up. Nigimay ran quickly as she noticed ventus ran after her, she giggled and jumped out of the way but felt a hand swpie her tail, she was it she quickly turned and began to chase after him, but noticed he was too fast, she let him get in frount of her and climbed up and tree and jumped off the branch luanched herself from the tree and pounced on ventus Total word count: 29412
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2012 4:32 pm
 Kuro had been training in the academy for a while now, but it was nearing the end of his training when it came down to it as a Waterfall Ninja. He was going to have to begin mastering his deadly art of the Earth Grudge Fear technique so he could use his black threads to steal hearts and corrupt minds.Mainly.. it was to kill his father. There was one last technique the boy had to learn and that was the art of substitution. The technique was based around replacing himself with another object. So he placed his hands together and went through the chakra motions he learned in the class before this so he could master the art. "One two three, and here we go..." He grumbled as he looked to a bag of water he had at his waist in a water-skin. "Kawarimi no Jutsu." He said with determination in his voice as the bag was left and he projected himself a short distance away from the pouch that would have been victim of an attack had their been one. It was a simple technique and one that demanded the utmost attention when it came to practice as Kuro went back to the pouch and rehooked it to his waist on the belt. "Keep it up, nice and steady. Like the crashing sound of a waterfall, our determination will never end." He said with pride to himself as he sealed once more. "Kawarimi no Jutsu." With that said, he projected himself further away on this second attempt, and left the pouch in mid-air to be pelted with attacks in his stead, like a watery scapegoat. As Kuro practiced a few more times, he reflected back on to that night were he witnessed his drunken father beating his poor repressed mother over the argument of how Kuro should be trained and if he should learn the horrific black thread technique of his heritage. The fight was ended with a back hand slap and a barrage of names and swears being fired from the father at a crying woman on the floor, a scene Kuro witnessed through a crack in the door. It was then he decided that this was his life and his story. Everybody else was just gonna sit tight and hang on for the ride of chaos he would bring with him as a deadly shinobi weapon of the Hidden Waterfall Village. With the Kawarimi mastered, he was ready to leave the academy, which he did with pride... it was time to return home and begin the training his mother didnt want him to undertake... the deadly art that he would kill his father with. Quote: 441 words; Substitution Learned
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2012 7:33 pm
Issac of the Eros clan from the Village of Hidden Passion, had been training in the academy for a while. He had undergone strict training routines and scheduled classes to come to the point in his development were he was now. Being of his particular clan made him a popular one among the lady students, as his sexy physique paired with his alluring visage made him desirable. Issac, however only indulged in the carnal desires with the female classmates during his once a month week of insatiability. It was a time period he underwent occasionally that made him truly desirable in the bedroom. Now, he was on the training field, focusing on his jutsu, and not on the ladies as his head was cleared of it's desires from the past week's romps and hook-ups. He had a few jutsu to learn and master before he would be considered a true shinobi. The Kawarimi, Water Walking, and Tree Climbing. All three of those skills were vital for his development as a shinobi, and even were considered the basic of the basics. It all came down to the fact that without knowledge of the esentials, Issac would be a failure of a ninja, but on the bright side, he would be one hell of a prostitute... wait, that's not a bright side at all. So failure to learn was not an option for the young white haired male. Issac decided to start with the Substitution Jutsu. The technique relying on using chakra to replace yourself with an object so that you could avoid attacks and befuddle your opponents. So he thought back to his class lessons on the jutsu and this time he would be trying to master the technique. Issac closed his eyes and let out a soft breath of calming focus before he made a handseal and spoke out softly, "Kawarimi no Jutsu..." and with that, the chakra flowed and replaced him with a puff of pretty flowers he had concealed on his person for this jutsu in particular. It was a dramatic display and only advertised and accented his sex appeal. Of course, normally, one doesnt substitute unless its from a fat chick or a person trying to kill you, and of course a fat chick could try to kill you and then it would be cause for panic and double trouble alerts. This is why Issac felt it would be a nessecery skill to have, especially if he became a little too popular with certain folks and he needed to make an exit. After that was completed, it was time for a rest and relaxation so that Issac could regain his chakra and energy for future training that would be in the Water Walking skill. It was that particular jutsu that many had struggled with during class time, but it was that struggle that only made Issac want to learn the jutsu even more, since it would set him apart from the rest of the slackers who only learned the minimum and moved on with life. The white haired lad wanted to be known as a shinobi who put his best effort into everything, so that's what he was going to do when it got down to the nitty gritty of the matter. Still were the waters of the training pond that Issac sat near underneath the shade of a lush green tree. He would watch the water with interest, yet the lul of the sounds of nature turned this rest into a cat nap. Quote: 583 words 400/400 for Substitution 183/600 for Water Walking
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2012 9:00 pm
 Procella | Aquis | Pyros | Ventus | TerraVentus was happy. It was not even a day there and already he had made a friend. Sure she was an odd sort of person, having a tail and fox ears after all, but inside Ventus felt they were all the same. They were all living creatures that had a mind to comprehend good and evil. He reached out, slightly touching her tail and immediately shifted his weight, jumping away from her as fast as he could before turning. The wind blowing threw his hair, his clothes fluttered behind him as he ran. He loved to move, that was one of the few things he really enjoyed in his life when he was back at the village training to harness the power of the wind spirits. He turned his head to look behind him, not seeing the girl anywhere which caused him to start slowing down a little, wondering if she fell somewhere behind him. A sound caught his attention upwards to see the girl jumping down from a tree towards him. Startled, his flight reflex kicked in, trying to get him out of the way of her jump but it was too late, down to the floor he went with Nigimay on top. He could not help but to laugh at being caught by surprise like that.
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2012 2:25 pm
 Issac woke after his nap to look out at the water were he would practice the Water Walking technique. It would be a valuable move for him to learn in addition to his already impressive skills in comparison to some of his class mates. He stood up and began to stretch, limbering his athletic and attractive form up for his attempt at mastering the technique. "Kayo, we're gonna do this." He said to himself with a light grin to himself as he collected his chakra and began to generate it around his network slowly to warm up. It was necessery to warm up before practice to get one's self ready for a strenious task at hand. Water Walking was no walk in the ball park as even experienced ninja had issues with it. That didnt matter to Issac as he wanted to do this and use it to his advantage should he ever be put into an aquatic stand off against an opponent. As Issac warmed up, he reflected on his purpose and why he was a ninja. He was interested in peace and spiritual growth, but he also wanted to extend spiritual growth and peace to others. Spiritual growth was in the form of sexuality, communion with your inner self, or communion with nature. Issac believed that everything had a spirit in need of nurturing, it was just humans that had the means to nurture that spirit through a variety of mediums that made them, potentially, the most powerful users of spirit energy as demonstrated by ninja and chakra on the face of the planet. With the reason in mind and his goals set, Issac punched his right hand into his left palm and grinned wide before pushing the chakra to his legs and feet evenly. It would take some practice and getting used to, but since his class lessons and extra practice... he felt he was ready to do it for real this time. So Issac stepped carefully onto the water, one foot at a time. He was shakey at first, but his chakra evened out and eventually he found balance on the maliable surface of the water. The key to the technique was finding balance and peace were there was movement and chaos. Issac had found this peace, and slowly but surely he began to walk, and then that walk turned into a slow jog. It would take more practice to get to a full run, but at least he was able to make use of the Water Walking skill without falling. Quote: 423 words 400/400 for Substitution 600/600 for Water Walking 6 leftover.
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