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 Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2011 7:34 pm
Mokujin's Classroom
Mokujin's classroom is located near the admin offices, the first room on the left. Outside, it looks like just any other room except for the nameplate which simply reads "Kugutsu Mokujin".
Inside, the classroom is sparsely decorated, containing only the items required for shinobi students to start their training. Ceiling lights illuminate the windowless room. The teacher's desk is at the very front with 6 long desks facing him. Behind the teacher's desk is a blackboard for more theory-based lessons. A bookshelf containing scrolls and basic instruction books is at the corner.
Despite the economy of interior decoration Mokujin has somehow infused his own personality into the room as well. Woodchips, screws, and various puppet parts are scattered across the floor, especially in the corners, where they are swept when Mokujin feels like cleaning up.
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2011 7:40 am
 Mokujin entered the classroom with a smaile on his face, enthusiastic about his return to the academy after a few weeks away. The simple idea of going back to his first love of teaching was enough to fill his heart with joy. Still, given the time it was, he was a bit surprised not to find any students already waiting for him inside. On a small notepad, he carefully noted that his first lesson would be about the importance of punctuality in a shinobi's life.
"Well, not much to do now but wait.", he thought, putting his notepad away.
While no one was in the classroom, he used the opportunity to clean the room up a bit from the various materials and puppet parts that were loitered around. As much as his new students most likely wanted to make a good first impression him, he also wanted to make a good first impression on them!
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 1:30 pm
Tenko stepped into the room closing the door behind him and bowed. "Hello, I'm Tenko Huji. Hello Mokujin-Sen-...." He looked at the teacher and blinked running up to him. He looked all over the teacher amazing by such a thing. His curiosity grew with each passing second. His mouth just babbled. "How does it work? Are you really far away? How much chakra do you use on output alone? How long can you stay like this? Can you tell if someone puts something on your back? What wood did you use? How good are you to make it move so perfectly? It looks so real. How many times do you have to repair it a week? Is it hard to control when it rains? How many compartments does it have? How many battles has it seen? How long did it take to make it look so flawlessly? Did you use any special parts? How old is it? How many times has it been refined?" He looked around. "Where is your body?" He continued to look around.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 12:55 am
 Haruna then stepped in through the door and looked to the sensei and the enthusiastic kid. Huh, she thought to herself sarcastically, big class. With an eye roll to herself she quickly and quietly stepped over to behind one of the desks at the back-right past all the wooden pieces everywhere.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 8:42 pm
Mokujin was a bit exhasperated at the first kid's reaction when he entered the room. He was obviously used to freak people out when they first met but this curious enthusiasm was a bit unsettling to him. "Hello dere, mon petit ami, I am not a puppet, well, I am a puppet but I have a life of my own.", he answered the young boy, slightly tilting back to put some much needed distance between the two of them.
"You seem to know a lot about puppets, monsieur, where did you learn dis vocabulary?", he added.
He also noticed a young girl wlak in with a look that hinted at a form of condescension, before the young boy could answer his question he called her out from his desk. "You, young girl, step up a bit closer and introduce yourself, it's de least you can do when entering a class for de first time.", he said with a reprimanding tone that was still very soft.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 9:27 pm
 Haruna, noticing that the man was talking to her, looked back at him with a small bit of amusement in her eyes as she slightly smirked to herself. "My name is Haruna Fuyu" She answered, and continued, in her sarcastic tone of voice "I would usually expect alot from a teacher, but looking at you, it seems I can't expect too much. So I won't ask for a name." She then continued on towards the back right seat against the wall, still smirking to herself.
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 7:22 pm
"Dis one's going to be a hassle...", Mokujin couldn't help but think. However, he never backed away from a challenge. He took comfort in knowing that character, even though it made training more difficult, usually makes stronger willed individuals who go on to make fine shinobi. "You will learn my name soon enough, petite fille. However, for de moment, you may adress me simply as sensei.", he said with a smile.
Mokujin went back to his sheet to see if anyone else was missing. If they were to take longer to get to class he was going to have to start without them.
((Are there any other or do I start with my dynamic duo?))
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 7:46 pm
 Is this guy stupid? Haruna thought on the way to her seat after hearing the sensei speak, I Just insulted him and he doesn't even try to tell me off, He must be really weak!
After sitting down on the wooden hard chair at the back of the class she continues her attack of unspoken words. And look at the kid asking so many questions, he looks so scrawny, he won't last a month I'll bet. This class looks like it will be boring. She then started looking at the room around her and felt disgusted that there was junk on the floor and not even any windows.(All the posts of students on the shinobi scroll were back in June? xD I didn't look that far past it but that's what I saw.)
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 1:31 pm
Tenko bowed to the puppet-sensei. "My father is a toy maker and had me make puppets to entertain family. I even have one in my back pack. My mother is... Was a shinobi so she told me a little bit about it. I don't really understand how it all works but..." He shrugged and looked around the room. Then his gaze jerked back at the Sensei. "Wait did you just say you were alive? H-How could...." His mind spun as he fell onto the floor. He looked slowly into his bag where his puppet lay lifeless. 'I'm afraid to even ask how such a thing was possible. Let alone what could happen.' He looked at the girl. He didn't catch her name. 'He can't be that weak if he's lived this long or well ... Good enough to be a teacher. I wonder how old he is actually.' He rose to his feet. Slowly set his bag near a shelf and took his seat in the first row. He was going to learn what he wanted to or it was going to kill him. Either way he couldn't wait to learn. He pulled his sleeves over his hands out of habit.
(i put this on Rai's old post so i wouldnt take up more room in the scroll.)
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2011 2:04 pm
Mokujin couldn't believe what he was hearing, finally, after all these years, he would have his first student to whom he could teach his trade. This news made all the rest, especially both students remarks about his appearance or strength, seem like background noise. His eyes teared up as he let out with enthusiasm: "I can't believe it! My first student puppeteer! I have so much to tell you, so much to show you!".
Realizing it would not be fair to the other students to show signs of having a favorite, Mokujin made an effort to get his composure back. "Ahem, sorry about dat, I value all of my students equally."
Twitching his fingers, the sensei controlled a chalk with chakra strings to write his name on the board. "My name is Mokujin Kugutsu. To tell you about myself I am a jounin from the Hidden Mist who specialized in field support, prosthetics, puppeteering and shinobi formation. I will be your teacher throughout your stay in the Kirigakure shinobi academy." After his brief presentation he released the chalk, letting it fall in its box.
Turning his attention to his two students he adressed them once more: "I see not all of our students have arrived, but, while we wait, I want to hear a little about you. Tell the class your name, a bit about yourself, why you want to be a shinobi or kunoichi, and what specialty you'll work towards once you're an accomplished ninja.".
((First thing to do is go to this site : Tektek.org and fine a unique color for your character's text. Not one of the like 10 regular ones we can choose from. Don't make a gradient though since these are waaay too complicated. Just click on either first colour or second colour and choose one, it'll give you the code for it.))
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2011 4:30 pm
Tenko smiled and bowed in his seat. He spoke up before the other student had a chance to. "My mother was a Medic Ninja. I like puppets and was always interested so I would like to do a bit of support. Hopefully use the puppets to get them out of the way and shield them. I think I heard something about an attachment that holds all your medical stuff in the puppet. Definitely that and... Hmmm. I don't know. Something that can defend and protect everyone I guess. I don't really like fighting. Helping out I don't mind though!" He realized he was rambling and shut up. He pulled his sleeves lower. Habit always got the best of him. He looked towards his bag and sat quietly.
(tenko sorry not hiku i got distracted and MT'd)
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2011 7:51 pm
 Annoyed that Haruna was put after the weak looking brat, she spoke in a slightly annoyed tone. "I am Haruna Fuyu, My name comes from the family that took me in after I was sold by my parents whom I don't know. I prefer to be on the attacking side than be on the defensive side." She aimed that last part towards Hiku. "I want to become a kunoichi because I believe and was taught that it is my calling." Haruna started to go quite as she looked towards the sensei now with a cold expression across her face.
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2011 8:00 pm
Kokoa walked into the classroom quietly, trying not to disturb anyone. She gave a nervous smile as she walked in. "....Hi.." said Kokoa as she crossed her arms, "umm im a new student..hope i didnt interrupt anyone."
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 12:25 pm
 Tenko smiled at her lost in thought of defensive traps he could just see her walked blindly into. He shrugged it off and looked down. Slightly sad that he had thought that to begin with other cause the only other student in the room hates him already. He sighed with exasperation as someone else caught his attention. He looked at the new girl and stood from his seat and bowed. He had to at least try not to make this one hate him. He stood up and thought to himself. 'Uh oh.... That means I'm the only guy here..' He fell into his seat hard and bounced his head off the desk. His hands sank forward out of his sleeves as he slid his arms up the desk to be slightly more comfortable. 'I'm not good with girls...' He thought to himself.
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