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 Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2011 4:58 am
"Really? REALLY! No. No- you're not gonna try to pull some BS sort of-"
The blond simply grabbed the shoulder of one of the rampaging ninja around her and held him against his will. Like a dart board, the man was subjects to the kunai Ryumon has tossed at her. A thin gasp was the final action of the dyeing man...
"illusion to screw with my head! I'm a big girl and I've been f@&#xki;ng with people's heads for long enough to know when mine is being messed with!"
She formed a handseal to shock her system with chakra- a manual reboot so to speak. (Kai)
Panting slightly she shook her head.
"Oh b***h you better run!"
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Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2011 5:10 am
"Excusssse me....."
A hiss, cruel and mocking- echoed through the upper reaches of
the chamber.
What fear didn't instill itself by the mere unmistakable whisper of the
creature that had manifested so deftly above them was instilled by a
force of will that hung in the room. All eyes where on him... they where
almost physically FORCED to him. His presence was like a thick wool
blanket- wet and smothering. It was as if the air was made damp and
muggy. Thick with spit, you felt like your spirit was being choked from
your throat.
"Thisssss isssss an internal matter... dissssgussssting ssswine
need not attend..."
At his service where what appeared to be four or five squads of identically
garbed sound ninja. They where in various poses- but each found them-self
protecting their leader with unyielding resolve.
"LEAVE!"
Anyone with the ability to see chakra could see nothing but the form of what appeared to be a clone. It had not chakra network- simply residing as a mass of chakra that came and went like it was a flame in wind.
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Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2011 7:13 am
 Natsuhiko Jimeinori was pulled from her almost trance-like state of fighting by the all-consuming sound of the Otokage's voice. She flinched and looked over her shoulder, but went back to her business when it registered that they were probably fighting on the same side.
Still... that didn't stop her from trying to move her business slightly away from the troop of Sound Ninja.
The Tsuchikage had been doing crowd-control while the other kage were dealing with the demon. With the audience's altered state of mind, there was not enough common sense between them to keep the civilians out of danger.
A brownish-orange goop flowed from Natsuhiko's hands with each strike she made. It had the consistency of acrylic paint, but once it separated from its host, it hardened in the form of a golem. They were lopsided and bulky in design, but they dutifully marched off to try and pull the audience from each others' throats and, if possible, get them the hell away from the tailed beast.
Things seemed to be reaching a crescendo, however, causing the Tsuchikage to work double-time to clear the area.
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Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2011 10:10 am
The the different Kage's stared to intervene the Demon let out a long low growl that was rather choppy; sounding a bit like a laugh or at least the closest the demon could manage to a laugh while in this form; either way the beast aimed at the Kage's and Started charing another blast; it was clear that before he had charged slowly in order for shock and Awe effect; because this time the orb grew Much faster; as well as much larger then what it had been before.
As this continued to go on the cloaked man appeared to actually be watching not; unlike before and simply just being there, a faint blue glowing emanating from the inside of his hood; almost like he was holding a Jutsu that was 99% completed but waiting for the correct time to use it.
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Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2011 1:10 pm
I'm one Nightmare...
Yuzuki just dropped the second layer of the genjutsu when the girl broke through the first, there was obviously little point in wasting chakra upkeeping something that wasn't even going to be serving as a distraction, the girl could tell right away that she was in a genjutsu. So, she was right in her assumptions that she was a genjutsuist like her. Yuzuki knew that going up against these two was going to result in biting off more than what they could chew, she may have some tricks up her sleeve, but she didn't have the combat experince to pull them off when facing these ranks. The sounds of twisting metal screamed behind her and she tossed a look over her shoulder, she saw the Mizukage part the gnarled mesh as though it was made of hot butter. Yuzuki needed little prompting to get out of there, she knew a pointless fight when she saw one. While keeping her eye on the blonde girl she pushed herself back in a jump, there was an odd feeling around her waist, as though a hand was pulling her back and she felt herself pick up speed. With eyes somewhat wide she looked behind her at the Mizukage as she was more or less guided Yuzuki through the hole. How was she doing it? There was nothing visable that could explain the sensation and the sudden speed that she was getting. What sort of jutsu was that she was performing... or was it even jutsu at all? Now was hardly the time to think about it though. Yuzuki fell back into a doorway where she decided to take in the battle from a safe distance. She was interested to see the level and capablities of this interupting force and the abilites of the Kage. It would do nothing but help her out later, she might as well get something out of this... seeing as the chance of her earning a rank from what little she displayed here less than likely. Such a pain.
She took in the other Kage; or at least those that were there. Powerthirsty eyes fell to the odd man in the bird skull mask as she felt that pressure, that chakra that seemed to grab ones throat and being to crush with little effort. At the same it was even so foul as to make her cringe a little bit, yes... she liked this man, she would probably have to seriously concider working for a man such as him, with an aura like that he most likely wasn't into petting puppies and kitten in his free time. She also couldn't help but wonder how on earth he stayed upright in those shoes? He was a far more talented individual than herself for being able to balance in those. Her eyes then happened to fall on a dark skinned girl... or... what appeared to be a dark skinned girl, though what was coming off her hands made Yuzuki pause for a moment to access what was going on with her. The... substance that was coming off her hands seemed to be almost semi-solid, like a goo or a wet mud and to her amusement, she watched the substance take shape into rough humaniods before they shambled across the stands and started to pull people apart. Truely notible displays from the Kage, though she wasn't sure about the Raikage and his friend. If they had a plan, then she was sure guessing what it was, she was waiting to see what those two could do, and power of their opposition....you won't wake up from.
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Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2011 6:17 pm
Ryumon Tensa
"Know that the way of the shinobi should be one of love for his family and people...Know too that the way of the shinobi is terribly harsh..."
Ryumon cracked a smile when he noticed the kage's arrival. Now he could pull back and let them handle this.
Relief was short lived however, as Ryumon watched in horror as one of the spectators took the hit. That last gasp hung in his ears even after the exploding tags had wiped out it's source. A man whose name he'd never know.
"You...you...repugnant animal...." he said through gritted teeth....
he pushed his anger down into a cold empty place in his heart. He face wa expressionless and his eyes matched his thoughts in a single word.
....Die.... was the only word in his mind. The rest every other thought was at how to get to her....and end her. He went through angles of attack how his Kekkei Genkai could be of use. Just as he thought he'd found a way to strike at her he felt a tug and then an irresistible pull backward
He turned his head to see that the cage had been torn open and he was quickl moving toward the Mizukage...
"Damnit!" he cursed to him self as he turned back to watch his enemy and the Kages moving farther away.....
It was as if the world was telling him that the battle was out of his reach...
That their level of strength was out of his reach....
Ryumon's battle theme
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Dedicated Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2011 7:25 pm
 Kazin was extremely surprised as he was pulled away from the Raikage from his kneed position. He immediately started to look to see who was pulling them, but saw nothing but chakra. He gave in, and let himself be dragged to the Mizukage. Kazin's mind was boggled, as his surroundings were slowly being filled with visions of chakra and other chakra networks. Although it was not his Kage, Kazin figured that she was just as powerful, and he respected her as highly as he did his own. Looking around, he saw that the other genin were being done in the same way. they were all being dragged towards the Mizukage. He was glad that the Kages were appearing, fighting against the beast. He realized that this was a monumental history, one that may never happen again. As they each prepared their country's top jutsu, Kazin was awestruck by the immense sight of their abilities. Because he was watching these powers from afar, while comparing to his own, he felt a slight bit of shame, and uselessness. "So lady Mizukage, whats the plan? Is there anything at all that we need to do?'" Kazin asked humbly.
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Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2011 8:13 pm
 Masato Woshi
Masato watched as the Mizukage quickly removed the first of their objectives, so now all they had to do was neutralize the threats. "Now that the contestants are out of the way I suppose we go ofter the opposition, if we can remove the blonde then the crowd will be easier to herd from the cave. One of us should take care of that one, also, that man on top of the demon is beginning to worry me, one of us should go after and try to remove him as well. Now, for the demon, I would suggest someone with a nice amount of battle experience..." Before he finished he turned his head to the Mizukage, "which I would venture to guess would be you Lady Mizukage, how about it?"
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Dedicated Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Jan 15, 2011 1:10 am
Ryumon Tensa
"Know that the way of the shinobi should be one of love for his family and people...Know too that the way of the shinobi is terribly harsh..."
Ryumon stood quietly as he watched. These were enemies he could not simply outsmart and wear down. They were beyond him in every aspect and he knew it. He could only watch, powerless to help. He knew any involvement from the genin would only be a hinderence and liability to the Kages.
"Hyuga-sempai....don't bother....there isn't anything at all we can do. Our only choice is to stay out of the way and try to learn what we can from them while they fight....we'd only be in the way as we are now...you in particular....You've used alot of chakra between the summons and that shield technique you used earlier....I've still got most of my chakra but I know that no matter what condition we are in...we simply aren't strong enough to help yet....not in this fight....." he said with an acute bitterness in his voice.
He wanted to be stronger. If he had been, then that man would not have died for his mistake....that last gasp still echoing in his mind.
"If the kages can manage to deal with the blond tart, maybe we can help get the remaining spectators out....aside from that we would be a liability." he said with cold detachment. Anyone who was perceptive could easily tell that each word stung him...hurt him...
He looked at the Blond genjutsu user he didn't see beauty anymore. He only saw the lok of horror and pain on the man's face as he was grabbed. he only heard the labored gasp as blood filled his punctured lungs.
....Never again.... he mentally vowed to himself
Ryumon's battle theme
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Posted: Sat Jan 15, 2011 2:05 am
As the Kage's spoke and arrived the massive ball of chakra that had been building in front of the creatures mouth seemed to his critical mass; the ball morphing from a smooth orb to a jagged shape almost like someone was trying to keep dozens of positively charged magnets together; forcing them from shooting apart... That was until the beast lowered its mouth and Launched a Wave of energy; it was larger then the one before; a bit larger then the one that leveled a whole mountain and valley back before the Uzumaki alliance was formed; The blast wave being large enough to easily engulf the entire half of the room that was in front of the beast; which just happened to include the Kage's
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Posted: Sat Jan 15, 2011 10:30 am
When the beast let out it's first blast, Jin's eyes widened. This was different from when the sand host had lost control. This wasn't a dome in the middle of the desert. This was here and now, and this beast was obviously on a larger par than that one. As he began to move into action, his body locked up. Blood. Screams. The roar of primal instinct as people began to fight and flee for their lives. The smell of singed flesh and fresh carcasses washed away his sense. Emenla yelled at him, but he didn't move. The grin on his face had taken on a different light. Not the confident, humorous thing it had previously been. It was paramount to a man who had lost his sanity, and in that found something greater. The look phased the serpant and she abandoned the kid and returned back to her village in a wisp of smoke. His body trembled, about to throw itself into the crowd and begin a massacre when he felt a firm grasp lift him from the cage and pull him away from the beast. As he soared through the air, he saw the Mizukage. Her resemblance to his Baa-chan brought him back to a moment of lucidity. He narrowed his eyes and knew that it wasn't safe for him to be here. He was an assassin. His confrontations were small-scaled. Personal. It was why he avoided taking on the bigger contracts. In this shroud of death that the cave had quickly become, his desire to please Nysos simply became to great. He focused his chakra into his hand, concentrating on the tattoo. He reached out and tried to activate Kiyoshi's seal. He just hoped the kid would answer him in time.
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 12:12 am
((Didn't have time to add post style))
The Mizukage's eyes were dragged up to the man in the mask with the sketch-bag voice. She gave him a glare to shake all hell.
While the Kazekage spoke his petty words, her focus went on the dark ball of energy the demon was making. With the little known about the tailed-beasts, she couldnt say for sure what it was, but was pretty sure she was safe in saying it wasn't anything along the lines of "giant cookie."
All ready redirecting her in-use vectors to a shield covering anyone within 15 feet of her, she suddenly had to expand and strengthen it as much as she could in the split second it 'exploded.' She did so with a curse muttered under her breath and managed to save a good portion of those in the effected area, but a good portian wasnt all and she didnt like casualties of any number. She looked on the arena with distain. She knew some of those dead were her own vilagers. She was pissed.
Making some handseals and putting her palms face-out, she barked, "HURRICANE TUNEL" As she opened a hole in her shield, a cylindrical gust of wind billowed straight at the demon carrying razor sharp winds.
((Sorry for half-assedness, I cant work Italian keyboards crying ))
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The Demon Quinlain Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 8:41 am
"Don't inssssult me... I asssssked you to leave...."
With a flourish, the unloved king of Sound finished the last handseal
in the long chain of elegant motions. The very life leaked from the
mouths of the unfortunate souls who put their trust in one so self-
obsessed.
Three coins, once souls, fell from on high. It was as if heaven was
giving penance for mistakes once made. Slow... they fell and all
attention was given to them- lest their minds fail to grasp the coming
of what would.
A ring that silenced the room echoed as the coins hit the ground and
the small brass disks rattled on their edges for a moment. And when
the world returned to the state it had been before the small coins fell,
there where no more members of the organization Wairudokaado to
speak of...
They HAD left, of that you could be sure... though their fate seemed
a less certain thing. One moment they where "there" and the next
they where simply "not". Where they killed? Where they simply moved?
Where they coming back? None but the man with the mask seemed to
know and his lips spoke not a word...
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 12:38 pm
I'm one Nightmare...
Yuzuki could only watch and observed what happened to the attackers, and what the man in the bird skull mask did. What did he do, where did they go? The questions came only second to the though of how much she wanted to learn that jutsu for her own selfish desired and fullfill her own lust for power. This man... she wanted to pick at his brain, learn his jutsu and then build on what she learned from him. Learn, develop, perfect and then repeat. She noticed that just as fast as it started, it was finished... and apparently so was the chunin exams as well. Pity, she was hoping to see more from her own Raikage so she knew what to expect from him when she eventually freed herself from the cage that he had the gull to shove her into. Yuzuki's eyes moved over to the man with the bird skull mask once more, in many ways, he was more ominous than that of the tailed beasts, something that she hoped she could one day aspire too, but right now her hands were bound, perhaps later he would make a potental allie for her when she began to turn things around for herself. She reluctantly pulled her gaze back to the Raikage and his, erm... friend, and wondered why he couldn't be more like the man in the bird skulled mask. She would enquire about the man later when given the chance. Was he a Kage, or simply a representative of one... perhaps a spectator? If he wasn't a Kage, he should be, with that much power and an aura that foul he would lead his nation to great things and evolve humanity in a grandeous way. Yuzuki let her eyes roll around and survay the damage. She marveled stoically at the sheer power that came from the eight tails... she assumed that the abilities and such were hampered by the Keeper of the beast, without the level of control, her mind tried to comprehend what level of chaos and damage would be reaped upon the world without the interference of the host. Yes... these beasts were the key to her brave new world....you won't wake up from.
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 2:31 pm
The immediacy of the battle's end was extremely jarring. As the coins hit the ground, it was as though the sound sent a shock wave through the arena, jump-starting reality and resetting it to its normal pace--not the flurry of battle and not the agonizingly slow fall of the coins.
Natsuhiko, on the other side of the arena--the un-blowed-up portion--gawked silently while her golems continued to shepherd the panicked crowd out of the building.
"What... That was... Ah.... Lord Otokage..." she deduced dumbly, speaking into her sleeve. The feeling of inferiority would have normally reduced her to her child-like form in an instant, but her need to be strong for the civilians' sake kept her locked in her true appearance.
As the arena cleared out, the golems began to shuffle around those injured in the crush. Their gentle actions juxtaposed their hulking forms for an odd effect. Natsuhiko reluctantly tore her gaze from the commanding figure of the Otokage and leaped through the shattered stands toward the other kage and the remaining contestants.
"Is everyone alright over here? Are there anymore injured..?" She queried anxiously.
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