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 Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2009 6:12 pm
Demon simply turned his head. "No the mark no longer takes it's toll on me, but if i had continued then my body would've gave out on me..your very good for your young age.." demon said to the CHILD (quit calling him a kid damnit, he's 21). He then kept walking "Plus I was running out of motives to hit you with..so I simply stopped" Demon said, walking onto a boat. "But if you ever need anything give me a call, Demon inuzuka.." demon said with a friendly smile to the boy before the boat went off to his new destination.
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2009 6:21 pm
"Kid?"
Was the only thing Yukimura seemed to catch from Demon's words. Yukimura was only a few months from the age of eighteen, and lived on his own providing for him self. Oh well, since the battle was over Yukimura would simply board the ship and head to his next destination in search of his friend that his client had taken from him. As the boat departed, he gazed at the village and notice that the flowers he once stood in were replaced by a huge gaping crater in the field.
"It could have its benefits I guess. Maybe it'll become a small lake or something with a good down pour, it'll help the flowers grow."
Total- all my Debatingg= 2679
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2009 10:45 pm
((Dessu apologizes for the slow response))
As all fell to dust, Rinsa only nodded as he turned away, taking a step towards the tent as he suddenly seemed to smile. So this was the true power of a shinobi? It was nothing short of a lovely, exquisite performance as the clown soon arrived at the entrance of the tent, one hand setting to the arm of his other hand, an evident aching feeling beginning to fill the limb as he soon closed his eyes, as if in thought. Perhaps the boy should push himself to become a better shinobi as well? Chances were it would allow him to better himself as a performer, wouldn't it?
Besides, without his big acts to support him, the Circus could afford his absence, it seemed.
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Posted: Sun Jan 11, 2009 2:35 pm
[No. I appologise o.o;;]
Slade turns and walks away for the time being, there was still a little time before the circus may begin, and that would help with anything he needed to do for the time being. Rolling his shoulders slightly as he actually heads for the main tents. He still planned to stay and see the show, if it even continued to go on. He had said that he would after all. Heading into the tent, he soon found a seat that was not too close to the other people, and sat down. Waiting for everything to begin. Though since it was taking too long, he sighs and stands turning and sinking into the ground in order to leave the area. He had a few other things he needed to get around to doing. A pitty, but that was not his concern. He didn't need to see a circus anyway.
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Total=4628 Points Cashed. ]
[Yeah, I'm basically done in this village xD So I figure, we'll part now. Even though I have no real place to go with this character yet. Lmao]
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Posted: Fri Jan 16, 2009 12:28 pm
Azami didn't hesitate for a moment in the small town he strode right on through the town, and exited on the other side. She drew many stares from the village because of her unusual appearance. Azami stopped on the other side however in a sort of meadow filled with flowers. She stopped in the field a little stunned at the beauty the contained in such great numbers. She looked around , and seemed to be alone in the field. She had heard stories in the hidden grass village that the hidden Nano village had several jutsus that involved flowers. That sounded like a beautiful way to kill. Don't be ridiculous flowers can't do anything in battle. the dark side of Azami thought to herself. Azami scoffed and made to leave the field, but stopped. She remembered the fights she witnessed in her own village hidden in the grass. She needed to be strong, as she could so she could be a real challenge to the next person she would need to fight .
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2009 1:36 pm
Azami sat down in the flowers, her experience with the bamboo grove had told her that the best way to learn her kinds of jutsus was to merge with the element become as close as she could to her subject matter. She was just another flower in the field, she was her name sake a flower of thorns. She gazed at all the colors around her and they grew blurry and swirled when she waved her hands. She felt peaceful and could no longer feel her other side within herself. She reached out and picked at one of the colors a brilliant red color broke off in her hand and she cradled the flower in her palms looking down at it thoughtfully. Almost immediately petals began to flutter down from the flower and came to rest on the ground below. This gave her an idea. they spun and danced just like the shurikens she carried with her, only there were more petals on this flower than she had ever seen of shurikens. She rose to her feet gazing all around at the brilliant colors around. "Each of those colors is made up of flowers each of those flowers is made of petals, and each of those petals can be used as a tool to secure my victory.
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2009 2:16 pm
Azami held the brilliant red flower out in front of her with a delicate gesture surprising given her demeanor and appearance and let the flower go, she then made a hand sign dropping the flower into the air where is spiraled slowly to the ground. The moment the focused her chakra however the flower stopped shattering like glass into one hundred little red petals the spiraled off and thunked heavily into a nearby tree which then collapsed with a resounding crash. Azami roused herself from her peaceful state and laughed evilly. "That was awesome!" She yelled totally enthralled by her success in training herself that she forgot to keep her tough facade up. A pair of merchants crossing behind the field saw her yell and quickly hurried off where they would spread rumors of the monster they had seen destroy a tree in the field. Azami didn't care her eyes had been opened to the powerful techniques that hidden Nano had to offer her. She Picked rummaged through the field finding a flower with as many petals as she thought possible and stuck it neatly into her hair. She would have looked quite cute if her face wasn't framed by such intimidating jaws. She strode back to the town looking this way and that at everyne that passed, deciding if any of them would be able to teach her more of Nano's flower jutsus.
After A long while of fruitless searching she entered the building everyone goes to to find information. The bar. She pushed open the door and stepped inside. The place fell quiet, as at least a dozen middle aged men stared at the venus flytrap girl that had just entered there sanctum. A big burly man approached her looking menacingly down at her.
"Its time for you to leave little miss freaky" he grunted hoarsely.
Azami sighed heavily "No its not, and if you have anything else to say about it I'll kill you" She said tiredly as she strode past the man. The man placed a hand on her shoulder to stop her and Azami mutely placed her jaws on either side of the mans head and bit down hard. His head rolled right down her throat and she made that adorable yummy sound as it landed in her stomach. "Anyone else want to stop me from asking a few questions?" Azami asked gazing around the bar the man's body falling to the floor with a loud thud. No one said anything. "I need a person who knows about this villages jutsus. I'd like to acquire said person without force and will return him unharmed." Azami inquired looking over the bar. A elderly man in the back stood up, and his eyes seemed to pierce through Azami.
"I will teach you if you promise to never return to this village again, and that you will never harm anyone in this village either." He said slowly and quietly
Azami waved his request away "Yeah, sure whatever" Azami waited for the man to pass her before she followed him out to the field she had been training in.
The man stood in the field and smiled. "You know the village will soon be here to kill you for what you did to Akaun." the old man said to Azami.
Azami now smiling with peace again nodded "I know I'll have to learn quickly. I apologize for what I did to him the city makes me a little crazy I guess." Azami apologized.
"Flowers have their own energy they are unlimited in that specific kind of energy all plants are. They absorb the light and make it into their own chakra, when you
realize this they can accomplish anything" the man spoke gesturing at the field
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Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2009 2:48 pm
The old man looked saw the tree Azami had destroyed "I see you already mastered one of the flower jutsus, and have abused it, I will teach you one more then you must leave this village" He said angrily .
"Of course" Azami said as she bowed slightly ashamed of her actions.
"Alright the next jutsu will be similar to your shuriken petal one only they will explode on contact instead of slice. For the less subtle ninjas" The man smiled at his joke, but his face fell when he saw Azami was not returning it. "You must see the energy in the flowers and use that energy they can only hold so much, until they explode." As if to punctuate his statement the man caused a nearby flower to explode in a small burst of color and force.
Azami grinned widely her face taking on a wicked tone. "I see," Azami hissed "just control the flowers chakra?" Azami asked.
"Yes its just that simple" the old man said his face taking a worried expression. "Now try to show that you have indeed learned, and then get out of this village" the old man demanded
Azami nodded and made the proper hand signs. A small stream of petals flew from the field and streaked toward the tree, upon contact a massive explosion blew the tree to smithereens and Azami laughed at the beautiful destruction. "As promised old man I will leave you now, but I may be back, but if I return not you nor anyone else in this village will be able to stop me." Azami turned and strode from the village smirking evilly.
(word count: 1,378 cashing ina nd getting out of this dead end village)
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Posted: Thu Feb 05, 2009 7:52 am
It was a beautiful evening in Hidden Nano. The moon shone down with a lovely violet/white hue on the hills covered with flowers. The village was quiet and lit only slightly by torchlight. On a night like this, it was almost unnecessary to try and light the village on a night lit so brightly by the moon. It was into this scene that a man strode. He wore a long coat, black with red clouds on it. The design had changed slightly. The coat fit the body a bit more than the older models, and the front was held closed by only one clasp around the waist. The bottom opened for easier movement, and the chest and collar was thrown open. The man had light blonde hair and a red blindfold tied across his eyes. He stopped in front of a very simple shop that had a picture of a blade on the front of the door. He slid the door open and stepped over the threshold. Gekkou, Koujin. Its been a long time. Yuan smikred. 
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Posted: Thu Feb 05, 2009 12:02 pm
Komen had arrived in Hidden nano after he had caught wind of a Armor that was available to grab. Komen smirked as his lust for armors was about to be indulged. He had hunted alot of armors in the past, but he had never once fought to grasp them due to circumstances outside of his own control. But Komen was going to try and grab this one. He knew that it was going to definitely be a battle that would be very difficult. He wondered if his techniques would be enough to grasp this armor from this shinobi. Komen hoped that he would not need to kill this shinobi, but Komen wanted truly to grasp this armor. He walked through the village as he was looking for a black smithing shop that sold swords, "Hmm looks like it's this one." He said with a smirk as he saw that another shinobi was in the area already, "Hmm interesting." He said as he engaged his predator armor, cloaking his physical presense.
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Posted: Thu Feb 05, 2009 1:33 pm
Yuan smirked. Well, seems I'm not the only visitor to this lovely little shop. Though the newcomer was cloaking himself, Yuan's senses were keen. By robbing himself of his sight, he trained himself to heighten his other senses. Taste, touch, smell, and hearing were all much stronger than a normal shinobi's senses. While the newcomer seemed to be able to hide himself from sight, Yuan was able to feel the ground shudder, to hear the dirt of the road shift, to smell the new stench of a stranger. Yuan couldn't help but roll his eyes behind his eyelids. It figured that his visit would be disturbed. But he had a feeling that this person might be here for a different reason than him. So stranger, why are you here?Second Sight: Is the process of cutting off the vision and increasing the other senses exponentially. This technique isn’t limited only to the blind, but almost anyone can learn it.
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Posted: Thu Feb 05, 2009 2:44 pm
"Why does anyone come to this peaceful Shinobi nation? For the power of darkness of course." Koujin emerged from the shop wearing a heavy leather apron, his arms could be seen to have gained some definite muscle since the last time any of them had run into each other. In his hands he carried a bottle of sake and series of cups stacked up on top of each other. While the other two were still standing Koujin moved to sit down on a bench placed in front of his shop. "You two are the forth and fith today, though I didn't expect it too be anyone I knew who'd come to see me today. Shisui is busy treating the other three challengers down outside of the village." Koujin spread the cups out on the bench beside him and poured himself a cup in the wide flat dishes he provided. "I was just finishing work up on a new blade, can't say that it matches a Bakuhatsu's, but I'm starting to get the hang of it." Koujin patted a clylindrical basket on his left the hilts of his various personal swords sticking out. "Feel free to fight each other first, but I won't be fighting you both at the same time to say the least," Koujin took a sip of the sake and looked at the only visible guest in attendance. His senses weren't as keen as Yuan's so he'd take his word for it that there was another concealed shinobi. "I have to say though, didn't you all pick an odd time to come and accept this challenge?"
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Posted: Thu Feb 05, 2009 3:13 pm
Yuan frowned and turned to Koujin. My reason for coming here has nothing to do with that dark armor of yours Koujin. I am here for something else. So... Yuan turned towards the direction of the hidden man. You're more than welcome to have first shot at him. That is if you are indeed here for that fancy armor of his.
[sorry for the short post! xp Not alot to say!]
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Posted: Thu Feb 05, 2009 3:51 pm
"Hmm interesting." He said as he was detected by the man that he thought was only wearing that strange bandana for looks. Komen decloaked himself as the particle chakra cannon was put into it's holstered state. "I of course come for the power of the darkness armor." He said with a nod as he saw Koujin come forward with his words and a bottle of Sake. Komen could see the various blades in his shops. They were all very interesting looking blades and wondered if they were going to play a part in his offensive. "Yeah I suppose it is an odd time. It took me quite a bit to come here from Hidden Federation." He said with a nod as he heard the other shinobi's words, "I see, so it seems that I am the only shinobi here right now that is interested in the armor." He said as he didn't think that he should be devious, at least not yet. Komen took a few steps back, "We should battle in a more open field, I do not wish to damage your shop in our fight for the darkness armor." He said as Komen waited for Koujin.
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Posted: Sat Feb 07, 2009 12:30 am
After a moment of awkward hostility had passed between the foreign shinobi and Koujin, Yuan sighed to himself and shook his head. Well Koujin, it would appear that you are busy dealing with all of your insatiable fans. I am afraid you just don't have time for little old me. So, I will return at a time when things are not so busy. Adjusting his cloak, Yuan turned, walking by the strange shinobi. As he passed he said rather low. I have nothing against you friend. There is no bad water between us. However, you'd be doing yourself a service if you just forgot that you saw me here. You don't know me, and I don't know you, and it is better that it stay that way. However, if you recognize this cloak, then I say to you again to forget that you saw me, and there will be no need for us to meet again. Yuan said this in a somewhat dark tone, though it was not necessarily threatening. Yuan continued on past the shinobi. As he started to put some distance between them, he turned and said. Say Koujin... Be sure not to die old man. I'd hate to see the man who gave me my start die over something as simple as a set of armor. With that, Yuan vanished with a flicker.
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