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 Posted: Sat Feb 12, 2011 2:27 pm
 Uneasiness of Funkness
♠ Shuniji FukuAre you ugly?
'It would be so easy,' Shuniji thought, to just relax his hold on the Dokumushi and let them devour this creature's hands. Shuniji's mouth pressed into a jagged line as he withheld the mirth that gathered at the thought of the poor sap's face.
And yet... Shuniji did nothing. No, he ever-so-slightly tilted his wrists so that Saru Sarutobi avoided coming into contact with the bare skin of his hands. Shuniji may have been able to withdraw the Dokumushi once they'd come into contact with a person, but it would still raise questions if touching his skin caused an uncomfortable burning sensation. Just because Shuniji wasn't going to melt anyone just yet didn't mean he didn't want it to be a surprise for some unlucky person later.
He smiled brightly at the shadows floating just behind the trees. He could have just taken out this one guy, who at least appeared to be of some kind of standing, and make a splash that way. However, then at least one of these guys would throw something sharp at him and that would lead to a rather unfortunate game over. The Dokumushi didn't have much control over inorganic objects like knives.
The other option was that he could let himself be lead back to their camp or Udai or Leaf Village or wherever these people were planning on taking him. He was going to get chewed out for being captured either way, so why not make the escape something fantastic? Perhaps he'd learn something interesting from the stay?
So yes, Shuniji was making a potentially life-changing decision based on coolness. What else was new?
Figuring his arms were as thoroughly bound as they could get, he made to get up off his knees--slowly of course so that no one would freak out on him. He was going to be on his best behavior... for now.Mood: ???
Status: Turning himself in
Thoughts: "Don't look so smug. You're the lesser of two evils."  A liar, like me?
A user? A lost soul?
Someone you don't know?
Are you like me?
Are you... ugly?
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Posted: Sat Feb 12, 2011 9:25 pm
One the rope has be fashioned so that escape was all but impossible, Sarui and his men established a perimeter. Unlike a normal squad, they not only covered the compass directions, but placed a man above in a nearby tree and one was missing. (Presumably guarding in some other capacity)
"Now... you should start talking. We have a kill on sight order pertaining to you. If you provide us with valuable information- I can rescind that. I could reduce it. However... it required that you cooperate. Turning on the Otokage has it's own penalties and dangers, I understand that. However- this is the world that's at stake possibly. It's not some game. It's not some risk/reward scenario. As far as we can tell, the Otokage is using you to somehow kill and acquire the strengths of the Immortals once they return to this world. So spill it!"
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Posted: Sat Feb 12, 2011 10:22 pm
 TATSUYA MIYAKI Swear to shake it up, if you swear to listen. GPS : Standing in line.
Mood : Fatigued
Demon Count : ?/9
While the group that awoken him moved along to create a perimeter Tatsuya followed along, carrying himself semi-sluggishly, unsure how he was supposed to fit into it. Though, upon seeing the empty spot he could only assume that he should take the spot, even if he was fatigued he still felt as though his weight was being left unpulled. After a couple moments the boy staggered along, placing himself in a position to not only hear what was going on between Saru and Shuniji, but also so he could be ready in the case that anything went down. Though, he doubted anything would happen, but it didn't mean he wasn't ready to use his dagger if Shuniji harmed his new leader.
Come to think of it, what exactly happened back there? One moment he was wrestling with what he believed to be Shuniji, and the next he was flying through the air while on fire. The boy couldn't think of what could of happened, he had come to the conclusion that he had only been fighting a shadow clone. However, shadow clones didn't cause explosions and flames and make teenagers explode. If they did they would be the bane of existence for... well, teenagers.
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention, I aim to be your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives
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Posted: Sat Feb 12, 2011 10:50 pm
DANGER! DANGER!
♠ Shuniji FukuAre you ugly?
Shuniji's calm facade immediately hardened. Even he couldn't maintain a pleasant atmosphere with the Otokage's name hanging in the air. His eyes slowly slid to the side. Saru was still standing where Shuniji couldn't see him. He didn't bother to turn his head though. His posture had become too stiff for that.
Shuniji hummed through tightly pressed lips. Whether he was responding to Saru's claim to understand his situation or that he wasn't in a "risk/reward scenario", one couldn't be certain.
He returned his gaze to the front and idly examined a smoldering tree.
"I... don't believe you," he stated finally. Even he seemed surprised by the outburst, but he just rolled with it. "I don't believe... that you want me dead."
"Yeah, I'm dangerous. Yeah, Immortals have the tendency to evaporate in my presence, but I'm also your best bet for understanding what it is the Otokage is up to. You think a man like him--a man like him with a plan of this magnitude doesn't have a back-up plan for if I die? The greatest effect killing me right now will have will just be to piss him off. If anything, I'd get the best deal out of everyone involved."
Shuniji ran his mouth most hours of the day, but this was a particularly triumphant example. It felt so strange to not refer to the Otokage as "lord" and Shuniji was half surprised when he wasn't immediately struck by lightning for it. He felt like he was dangling himself over a very deep pit.
"But alive," Shuniji continued, "Alive, I'm a rare window into Sound Village--and a damn important one at that. Give me some sort of proof that dealing with you people is worth my time and I'll help out. Death for me is hardly more than a day off. Notability on the other hand... fame? An audience? That's worth a hell of a lot more to me than my life."
"So I believe you are the ones with the choice to make," he addressed the crowd as a whole, suddenly feeling far more comfortable in his position; at least he looked the part, "Give me a reason to help and I'll toss my position, knowledge, abilities, what-have-you, into the Udai melting pot for whatever use you people can conjure up. Hell, I'll even let you examine me and try to figure out how the Immortal capture process works. Perhaps you can salvage something. It's either that, or I'll do myself the honor of killing myself right now--preferably in the flashiest, most destructive manner I can manage."
Shuniji's smirk was much closer to a snarl. "I'm interested in seeing what kind of people form the Udai Council. Are you the types to clip the blossoms off weeds when it suits you? Or do you follow problems... to the root?"Mood: ???
Status: Turning himself in..?
Thoughts: "Keep your friends close and your enemies closer." A liar, like me?
A user? A lost soul?
Someone you don't know?
Are you like me?
Are you... ugly?
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 1:07 pm
"I think you're confusing us with the Northern Branch...."
As Saru spoke, the men chuckled a bit.
"Everything north of the Vally of the End is under the watchful eye of the men & women of the Northern Branch. The Southern Branch gets the good ones. We may not have the sound village in most of our assignments but we sure as hell have Mist, Fire, and Wind. Our teams have a DIFFERENT approach to missions... effectiveness."
Pausing to flick out a kunai he smiled,
"See... a long while back two rejects where assigned to the same Udai team. It was called "Cell Six". Through sheer force of will, hard work, and determination to stand against psycotic little nightmares like you- we rose in rank to become the Udai's top ninja. The southern division was formed through my old partner's, Hakanai Denrei, brutal and cold style and my own inability to give up. Now if you want to see if an army trained by an ex-sound ninja has the balls to cut you up and leave you to rot, go ahead. Otherwise- you should start talk'en."
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 1:46 pm
 Fight Theme
♠ Shuniji FukuAre you ugly?
"So you're one of those types," Shuniji drawled. He really, really hated those who put honor before reason. Shuniji may have had a fanatical devotion to Sound Village, but he himself had no pride when it came to getting things done. He was willing to compromise, but wasn't getting the same vibe from the ninja before him.
"Fine."
Dark splotches surfaced all along Shuniji's skin, dancing like fire. The man grinned wildly, looking ever bit the part of a "psychotic little nightmare".
"GYAAAHA HA HA!! THIS BURNS! THIS ******** BURNS!!"
His torso flailed wildly as his wrists pulled against their bindings. No one had bothered to tie his legs, so he was free to throw his Dokumushi-saturated body at the man closest to him; the man happened to be Saru.
"YOU THINK I'D LET MYSELF BE GUTTED BY A CRETIN LIKE YOU!? I'M NOT EVEN GONNA DO YA'LL THE HONOR OF LEAVING BEHIND A CORPSE WHEN I'M THROUGH!!"
If this was an act, it was a damn good one.Mood: ???
Status: Suicide attack!?!
Thoughts: ??? A liar, like me?
A user? A lost soul?
Someone you don't know?
Are you like me?
Are you... ugly?
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 1:58 pm
They where of course happy to help with the "not leaving a corpse" part.
As he started to move, several kunai from the waiting southern division ninja and another Fire Release: Phoenix Sage Fire Technique from Saru where launched in response. If it was a test of their convictions he wanted, it was a test of convictions he would have.
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 2:13 pm
Fight Theme
♠ Shuniji FukuAre you ugly?
If Shuniji were at all in his right mind at the time, he would have taken a moment to muse about how much less regular fire hurt than Amaterasu. Of course, he'd probably rescind that statement if he got out of his current situation alive and had to deal with the burns while not high on adrenaline.
He somersaulted out of the direct line of fire to the best of his abilities. He was now covered in bleeding cuts from the kunai and his jacket was very much on fire. Still, Shuniji continued to launch himself at Saru.
"DYNAMIC ENTRY!" He crowed.Mood: ???
Status: Suicide attack!?!
Thoughts: ??? A liar, like me?
A user? A lost soul?
Someone you don't know?
Are you like me?
Are you... ugly?
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 4:44 pm
TATSUYA MIYAKI Swear to shake it up, if you swear to listen. GPS : Standing in line.
Mood : Fatigued
Demon Count : ?/9
Did this guy ever, you know, quit? It was beginning to look as if he never did and it was ridiculous. Tatsuya though, followed the example that was being shown by the members of the Southern Division by springing into action and grabbing a hold of the dagger that dangled from his waist. While Shuniji took off into the air in a kick towards Saru Tatsuya quickly skidded to a halt and pointed the tip of his dagger at where he was predicting the sound ninja was going to be placed and pushed a small chunk of precious chakra into the blade once again forcing it to shoot in the designated target's chest level area. The boy may have been fairly sore but he still liked the speeches that the Southern Division's leader gave, it still reassured him that things would be okay.
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention, I aim to be your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 6:57 pm
Saru was from the Leaf Village. He'd grown up there all his life. However, the Aburame had kept their secret well. Not even many of the other clan leaders where knowledgeable about the nano-sized insects that only a few had. Even if he WAS aware of them, splotchy skin was not enough of an indicator to make an educated guess.
Saru accepted Shuniji's rush and bear-hugged him with crushing force.
As he did so, the rest of the southern forces loosed another volley of kunai at the bear-hugged sound ninja. As the burning commenced... Saru just grabbed on tighter. If he was gonna go out- he was going out protecting the world he loved.
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 8:47 pm
Fight Theme
♠ Shuniji FukuAre you ugly?
Kunai rained down on Shuniji from all angles, but he'd still managed to hit his target.
Shouting like a lunatic, Shuniji returned the hold and did his best to twist the stockier man between himself and the blades. Simply by virtue of being held in place by Saru, Shuniji was able to at the very least, protect his vital points as Shuniji returned the hold with equal tenacity. He was smoldering and had at least two kunai stuck in his back, but nothing mattered to him at that moment other than taking this ******** down.
The Dokumushi, for the first time in a long while, voraciously devoured the flesh of their target. Beneath Saru's fur, similar dark patches of decay would form and melt away. For once, Shuniji's manner of dress was practical for the situation as the contact from his exposed skin only hastened the inevitable.
"Why.... Do you.... Care so much....?"Mood: ???
Status: Suicide attack!?!
Thoughts: ??? A liar, like me?
A user? A lost soul?
Someone you don't know?
Are you like me?
Are you... ugly?
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Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2011 3:13 am
Several kunai impacted his body. One ran deep into his right shoulder and the other grazed his head taking some fur with it.
"If... you... have to ask that question... I won't be able to give you an answer..."
Through pain the pain and the blood he held on.
His grip tightened and his body tensed. He wasn't going out without at least inflecting some damage. The crushing strength increased three fold suddenly. Stone and metal be dammed, he was going for broke. A violent scream split the air. It told of a man who was filled with righteous anger and a unyielding commitment to those he loved.
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Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2011 12:05 pm
Fight Theme
♠ Shuniji FukuAre you ugly?
"Gg--GYEAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!" Shuniji returned the battle cry with ferocity. He still had the strength taken from Saito and his own, raw stubbornness to keep his bones from shattering completely. While knives tore up Shuniji's body, Saru had the same, plus the Dokumushi wasting away at his every fiber and yet Shuniji still felt like the one losing the battle of wills. There was a different quality backing Saru's strength--something more tangible than Shuniji's dedication to the Otokage. It pierced Shuniji's chest.
...Or perhaps that was the dagger tucked just where his sternum met his lower ribs.
With wide eyes, Shuniji looked over Saru's shoulder to the best of his ability to see Tatsuya still alive and holding his elongated blade. He'd aimed directly at Shuniji's chest, likely at the same time he'd jumped at Saru. The tangle of bodies had thrown off Tatsuya's aim slightly as well as the depth of the wound and, in all likelihood, caught Saru in the cross-fire. Still, being stabbed at all was not helping Shuniji's already dire situation in the least. He didn't much care for whatever may have happened to Saru in the process, anyway; the man would be dead soon regardless.
Shuniji wasn't thinking about what to do next anymore. His lone goal was surviving this altercation with Saru. Making it past Tatsuya and the rest of the Udai shinobi was unlikely, but Shuniji just had to make it through this one man, if not for Otogakure, than for what was left of his own pride. He had to... He just... Had... To...
But why? Why did he need to keep living, for even such an insignificant amount of time? All reasons escaped him. Shuniji was just a beast without purpose or soul thrashing for survival.
"GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!"Mood: Desperate
Status: Suicide attack!?!
Thoughts: "Seika..." A liar, like me?
A user? A lost soul?
Someone you don't know?
Are you like me?
Are you... ugly?
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Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2011 12:33 pm
Like a spirit dipped in acid, the great monkey was soon nothing shy of a skull. In a matter of moment's that too was gone. Shun was gripped no longer as even the Southern Branch ninja where silently startled. S...s....saru was gone?
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Posted: Mon Feb 14, 2011 1:25 pm
TATSUYA MIYAKI Swear to shake it up, if you swear to listen. GPS : Breaking a tool.
Mood : Determined.
Demon Count : ?/9
Tatsuya could only watch as the man that he had been so inspired by did little less than fizzled away, showing just how much he would have ultimately gave for what he believed in. It would have been a disgrace if the man who did that to Saru went unpunished; in direct response he began slowly walking forward with his hand firmly on the dagger. This meant the tip of the blade would also be forced further into the man's chest, not to mention the fact that Tatsuya was slowly twisting his wrist, trying to boar and drive the pain on through to the Sound Ninja unless he managed to find a way to stop it from going further. "Every tool becomes obsolete." The boy's face began glowing a beet red underneath the charred black surface, if Saru had to die then the boy was ready to break the tool, he only hoped that the other Udai members would be backing him up to honor their lost leader.
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention, I aim to be your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives
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