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 Posted: Mon Jul 29, 2013 10:27 am
██████████ █ █ ████████ █ █ ██████████ [The Second Coming] [The Plague] ██████████ █ █ ████████ █ █ ██████████ ["Violence is always necessary... ┏━━━━━━━━━┓
The first place Kiro visited was the Training Grounds. That was where most Shinobi were, and as a result, there was likely a lot of trash all around. He immediately began cleaning it all up and, in no time, was on his way to the next location. [Training Grounds cleared of all trash [1/5]]
[Exit]
┗━━━━━━━━━┛ ... don’t let anyone tell you otherwise."] [Gennin]
[Tamekaze]
[Kenjutsu]
[CP: 70]
[MP: 0] [Kunai: 10]
[Exploding Tags: 8]
[Shuriken: 21]
[Senbon: 40]
[Steel Katana: 1] [Speed // 10]
[Strength // 10]
[Bloodline // 10]
[Kenjutsu // 20]
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Posted: Wed Jul 31, 2013 10:38 pm
“Stop! Thief!”
His heart was pounding wildly in his chest. This was too much really- a seventy five year old senior citizen like himself… committing a crime? His terrified weeping sounded like a burst of rumbling laughter as he scrambled around the corner. A passersby had decided to pursue after him in an act of justice. Turning around, Miyoga raised his cane holding up the end to use the bulbed part to knock the younger man on the head. Escape! Now was his chance! Veering off into a narrow ally way, Miyoga continued to the training grounds.
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Snickering, the elderly man was skipping with a bounce through knee high cactuses, avoiding the prickly death mine of desert flora. Springing up into the air, he kicked his heals twice before landing onto the grainy sand beneath him. Angling a hand to shade the sun away from his eyes, he had stopped in his tracks to scan the area. Miyoga felt the wind breeze over his scalp. Rubbing his baldness, the old man grinned. “Looks like the cost is clear! Zoooooooo-eeee!” At the end of each word followed a characteristic whistle from the gap between his two front teeth. How tiring… his old bones were aching but he knew that he had to go on- else young shinobi would catch up to him soon after being dispatched. Although his body structure looked queer, from the hunch in his back down to his scrawny legs and knobby knees; if one studied his old wrinkly features, maybe, just maybe- one could see his young handsome face from his youthful, glistening, narrow eyes. Reaching behind his obi he pulled out a tiny pouch of medicinal herbs… Holding it up, he turned it and a look of pain curved his goofy, triumphant smile into a slight frown… He had to return to his residence and medicate his ill wife in hopes that her health would get better… His dear sweet Aiko… Tucking the pouch away, he wiped at his tears with the sleeve of his ash gray yukata and raised his head, holding it up high. Gripping his cane he continued with his hobbling into a field of rocky pillars.
“I’m sorry I’ve failed you countless of times… Aiko.” Miyoga had no one but himself to blame. Once a well renowned jounin; he could have become a well paid shinobi. Instead, he chose to live a nomadic life selling rare items that no one seemed to really care for… Because of his choice of occupation, poor Aiko had to deal with scrounging around, looking for edible items to mesh together for dinner every night. Recently, most likely due to her old age and stress, Aiko had been bed ridden. After a week of self conflict and inverting his dust filled pockets, he had finally decided to snatch up a few herbs… And here he was- running hobbling and scratching his butt like the thief he was- even if it was for a noble cause... Oh the irony!
( ; A ; I'm sorry. I wasn't taking it seriously. I love you Janet <3 )
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2013 12:18 am
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2013 7:34 am
██████████ █ █ ████████ █ █ ██████████ [The Second Coming] [The Plague] ██████████ █ █ ████████ █ █ ██████████ ["Violence is always necessary... ┏━━━━━━━━━┓
Kiro arrived a couple of minutes after his teammate, surprised that she had gotten there much faster than he had. At any rate, he was prepared for anything when he entered the Training Grounds. His hand rested along the sheath of his weapon, ready to unsheath at a moment's notice. The only person there, though, besides Kichigai, was an old man... Odd. He released his weapon and approached, only steps behind Kichigai. He didn't want to scare the old man into thinking they were trying to rob him... Unless he was indeed the thief that they were sent to capture. 'Are we supposed to use brutal force on an old man?'
┗━━━━━━━━━┛ ... don’t let anyone tell you otherwise."] [Gennin]
[Tamekaze]
[Kenjutsu]
[CP: 70]
[MP: 200] [Kunai: 10]
[Exploding Tags: 8]
[Shuriken: 21]
[Senbon: 40]
[Steel Katana: 1] [Speed // 10]
[Strength // 10]
[Bloodline // 10]
[Kenjutsu // 20]
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2013 12:35 pm
Leaping, he turned his body around in mid air to see who was behind him with his eyes closed- Miyoga violently flailed his cane around. “Back! Back I say!” With a crack to his back he groaned, stopping his waving and rested a hand on his hunch- rubbing it gingerly. He decided to open his eyes. A few feet away stood a fiery youngin’ who appeared to be just as tall as himself. Had she been sent here by the kazekage? Lifting one of his whitened brows, he was careful with his words. “Lost? Me? No. I live out here. Now get, scat, scram- go on shoo.” Miyoga waved his hand back and forth. To his dismay another boy made his way over to them… Aha! So they were sent for him- “I should knock them out quickly before more come!” Perhaps his habit of thinking aloud… wasn’t a good one. Throwing his cane behind it imprinted into the sand. He put his fists up and rolled his shoulders forward, one after the other while bouncing back and forth lightly on his feet like a boxer. It was a funny sight actually- ”I ain’t going down without a fight ‘ya hear!” Because he was slightly old fashioned, partly sexist to be exact- he aimed for the male’s chest, (hobbling closer) his left fist twist from its vertical position (right beneath his own chin) having his knuckles line up horizontally. Hopefully he successfully executed D Rank: Douyou Kobushi (Shaking Fist), if so, he would hit with his index and middle knuckle first before cocking his wrist so that the other two knuckles rolled onto the target upon impact to cause a vibration. He was a little rusty- but had once the skill to take on a group of men on his own.
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2013 2:13 pm
██████████ █ █ ████████ █ █ ██████████ [The Second Coming] [The Plague] ██████████ █ █ ████████ █ █ ██████████ ["Violence is always necessary... ┏━━━━━━━━━┓
The man seemed to tell on himself. It was obvious that he didn't live in the training grounds, though. The second he started to stumble toward Kiro, the boy took a single step back. He didn't want to hurt the old man, but if he was intent on attacking him he had no choice. The boy unsheathed his katana as the man closed the distance and threw his punch. It was fast... per se. Sweeping his arm across his own face, the Gennin went to swipe the man's arm away with the hilt of the blade. Not only would it bruise his wrist if it hit, but it would also deter the punch. Meanwhile Kichigai could attack from his open backside.
┗━━━━━━━━━┛ ... don’t let anyone tell you otherwise."] [Gennin]
[Tamekaze]
[Kenjutsu]
[CP: 70]
[MP: 200] [Kunai: 10]
[Exploding Tags: 8]
[Shuriken: 21]
[Senbon: 40]
[Steel Katana: 1] [Speed // 10]
[Strength // 10]
[Bloodline // 10]
[Kenjutsu // 20]
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2013 5:34 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 03, 2013 10:42 pm
Miyoga yelped from the impact of the boy’s hilt on his wrist, he attempted to hop back a little ways a way just in case the child decided to slash at him but something had caught a hold on his legs, making him loose his balance. Falling forward Miyoga face planted- feeling the grainy texture beneath him leave abrasions on the high points of his wrinkly face. Raising his head just a bit, the elderly man had a mouth full of sand. Ah so the girl could control sand? Maybe taken her lightly was a bad idea- he would have to try to break her concentration if he wanted to flee. Using his tongue he stuffed it into his cheek having it slip alongside his molars. With the tip, he scooped up needle he hid. Pushing one of the miniature needles in between his top and bottom row of teeth, the needle was held in place. Puffing out his cheeks, Miyoga blew- sending the needle flying towards the young girl’s shoulder. He hoped that it would hit- his wife needed him as soon as possible…
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Posted: Sun Aug 04, 2013 7:59 am
██████████ █ █ ████████ █ █ ██████████ [The Second Coming] [The Plague] ██████████ █ █ ████████ █ █ ██████████ ["Violence is always necessary... ┏━━━━━━━━━┓
Since the man was on the ground, Kiro had only assumed that the threat had been neutralized. He wiped himself off, but kept an eye on the old man. As he started to sheath his weapon, though, the old man turned in Kichigai's direction and shot something from his lips. The boy didn't quite know what it was, but it went rather fast and glimmered in the sun, implying that it was metallic. Metallic things caused wounds. Spinning his katana in hand, the boy brought the hilt down upon the top of the man's head with enough force to knock him out in one blow, but not enough to hurt him too badly in his old age. He needed to truly be out for the trip back to the Kazekage's Office to be an easy one.
┗━━━━━━━━━┛ ... don’t let anyone tell you otherwise."] [Gennin]
[Tamekaze]
[Kenjutsu]
[CP: 70]
[MP: 200] [Kunai: 10]
[Exploding Tags: 8]
[Shuriken: 21]
[Senbon: 40]
[Steel Katana: 1] [Speed // 10]
[Strength // 10]
[Bloodline // 10]
[Kenjutsu // 20]
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Posted: Sun Aug 04, 2013 1:20 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 04, 2013 7:20 pm
▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ Axio Matsumoto ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄  々-Kekkai Genkai: Iron Sand ♋-Resides:Sunagakure ☣-Clan:Matsumoto ♋-Rank: Genin ☣-Chakra Pool:100/100 "My only Nindo is to destroy you...."
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Axio appeared at the training grounds. His parents had forced him out. They told him that it was time for him to go out and learn their clan ability. His father pointed out to master this he must first be one with the sand. Axio was quite pissed he didn't feel like going out in this hot hell. This sand was getting on his last nerves. Plus to add to his stack of aggravation he had to carry this pack on his back that his father said not to open until he got to the training grounds. Axio found a nice flat area and sat down Indian style. He took of the black backpack and sat it in front of him. He took a deep breathe and opened the bag. Axio plunged his hand into the darkness of the bag. The contents of the bag felt exactly like sand. Axio felt around to see if there was anything else but there was nothing. He cupped his hand to bring some of the sand out of the bag. When he lifted his hand out of the bag. Instead of being a light brown the sand was actually a silvery color. It felt heavier than regular sand as well." Don't tell me." Axio couldn't believe his eyes. His parents wanted him to learn something he thought was impossible. Iron Sand. They always said that Axio was special. Axio thought that it was just a saying that they would say. But now it was actually true. Axio put the sand down in front of him and then dumped the rest of the contents in the same pile. Axio then thought of his father's words. One with the sand. Axio closed his eyes and began to focus on the sand. The entire point of this was to try and get the sand to move with nothing but his mind. But Axio was new to this and hand to one to guide him. Nothing but the past voice of his father's wisdom. Upon the discovery of the sand within the bag, and what his parents wanted him to do with it. Axio knew that this was going to be a hard road to take. Axio opened his eyes. he knew what he wanted the do with the sand. But his problem was getting the sand to obey him. What was he doing wrong? He couldn't find the answer.
He rubbed his eyes. The sandy wind blowing everywhere wasn't helping either. That's when a thought popped into Axio's mind. He was trying to control the sand, make it do his bidding. What if controlling the sand isn't what he was supposed to do. Well of course it was but he had to let the sand be free. Axio was just trying to make the sand his dog, his slave. Axio noticed that in the wind there were bits and pieces of sand flying around. Not being recklessly thrown around but actually gliding around. That's what he needed to focus on. He went back to the pile of iron sand in front of him. He began to concentrate once more. To the point were his head began to hurt. He noticed that the sand moved a tad but. Not like move around move. Like a thump move. As if it was trying to pick itself up. Noticing this Axio became a bit excited as he did he lost focus and the sand dropped back down. Concentration. This is what he was lacking. He had to stop getting over excited. But he couldn't. His parents had gave him a great responsibility. How could he get over the excitement. This is when Axio noticed the huge grin on his face. He smiling at the thought of being greater than anyone else. Becoming a high rank would be a pinch for him. He decided to get back to his concentration before he got carried away in his expanding imagination. Something that he could easily become lost in. he began to focus once more. His mind clear and eyes locked onto the sand. When he did think about something it was letting the sand be as free as in wanted to be. It began to thump again. This time Axio showed no type of emotion. He had to master this ability, this would add on to his list of achievements. As he got back to his focusing he noticed that he was able to move the iron sand from it's original spot. He moved it about a foot away from where he had poured it out at. He took a deep breathe and concentrated. Then it was as if the sand sprang to life. It had leapt as if it was a frog. Axio was a bit scared and was thrown back. He had mixed emotions of scared and ecstatic. He could not contain this emotion. His face filled with a smile that ranged from check to cheek. Axio quickly got back on track. Not allowing himself to wander off. He wanted to show everyone what he had learned. But what was there to show. That he can make iron sand come to life then die again. No he wanted to show them that he could make the iron sand flow. Become one with the sand. That what was all running through his mind at the moment. Axio had to become the sand. He took a deep breathe and imagined himself as if he was flowing through the air. Not being thrown around in the wind like a tiny pebble but becoming something strong, like piece of sand in a desert storm. That was his mind set. As he focused more and more on that and the pile of sand. He noticed that the iron sand began to move again. But this time it was moving just like Axio wanted it to. It was like the sand was surfing the air. Axio stood off the ground. And watched as he was able to control it while standing. He focused on the bag and watched as the iron sand surfed its way right back into the backpack. He had learned the iron sand ability. He was one with the sand.
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"Oh and succeed in life...."
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Posted: Mon Aug 05, 2013 1:33 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 05, 2013 2:18 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 05, 2013 2:48 pm
██████████ █ █ ████████ █ █ ██████████ [The Second Coming] [The Plague] ██████████ █ █ ████████ █ █ ██████████ ["Violence is always necessary... ┏━━━━━━━━━┓
"I apologize." He couldn't justify every ounce a brutality. And for that reason, he apologized. Even if his actions hadn't directly affected Kichigai as far as they knew, she didn't seem to approve of the chance that the man could die. "If your shoulder is okay, then let us be on our way, yes?" Kiro walked behind Kichigai since she had the body and all.
[Exit]
┗━━━━━━━━━┛ ... don’t let anyone tell you otherwise."] [Gennin]
[Tamekaze]
[Kenjutsu]
[CP: 70]
[MP: 200] [Kunai: 10]
[Exploding Tags: 8]
[Shuriken: 21]
[Senbon: 40]
[Steel Katana: 1] [Speed // 10]
[Strength // 10]
[Bloodline // 10]
[Kenjutsu // 20]
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Posted: Tue Sep 03, 2013 2:57 pm
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