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 Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2011 3:07 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2011 3:16 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2011 3:39 am
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"I give, I give! Sheesh. Nice work, but next time you won't be so lucky." Jin said, amazed that someone of so low rank had bested him. It wouldn't matter though, the battle gave him a good amount of experience. "Good work, now I'll be here for now, resting."
Jin just lay on the ground exhausted, taking his time to recover. Medic-nin came, noticing his wounds and came to his rescue. They slowly healed him back to health, but recommended he rest for a bit. As his strength to walk returning, he would return to his house and sleep and recover more. After that he would return and continue training.
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2011 3:41 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2011 5:26 am
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 The Hero of Justice
AC : 7500 | 両 : 3800 | Jounin | Taijutsu
Great Justice | Kanjo-Tekina no Ikari | Xinyi Liuhe Quan | Hakyoku-ken no Kata
Swift as the Wind | Hushed as the Wood Returning from his long rest, Jin continued on from where he left off. Distressed Block was a rather insane move, catching an attack in between his arm and body, done properly, Jin could continue to attack while holding the opponent. Jin asked his fellow shinobi to try and attack him, from there he did the technique perfectly. He then moved on to the next one.
[Distressed Block learned]
As Jin progressed through the Envy, his thoughts became more cynical, more cruel. It was like he was an entirely different person, or his person was splitting in two. On one hand, he was still the ordinary kind monk he was, but on the other, a complete opposite of who he was, a cruel almost sadistic man. Jin shook the thought, he was not going to let himself turn into that man.
The next technique of Tekina no Ikari Stage two, Step Counter. One would place their palm on the opponent's weapon or limb when they attacked, while spinning on one foot to the opponent's back, landing a dagger or an elbow in it. Such a simple technique was nothing for the Jounin, with the help of a sparring partner, Jin practiced the technique until it was perfected.
[Step Counter learned]
Moving down the techniques of the scroll, Dishonorable Strike was the next listed. It was quite a dirty move, using high-speed movements to suddenly reappear in front of the opponent, and while the enemy is confused strike them in the whatever side of the enemy is open. Jin walked a way from the dummy, then disappeared from sight, suddenly appearing before the wooden target. In a rage punching the head straight off.
[Dishonorable Strike learned]
Finally at the end of stage two, False Sweep was the last technique.
Jin walked up to a less, broken down dummy. Moving quickly, he performed a feint punch to the dummy head, imagining that he would block it. When the dummy in his mind moved, he quickly dropped to the ground and did a strong leg sweep, the dummy splitting in two.
[False Sweep learned]
Fierce as the Flame | Stalwart as the Mount |
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2011 11:26 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2011 1:15 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2011 1:45 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2011 2:23 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2011 4:22 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2011 7:24 pm
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 Kodoki, Doki // Gennin
Chakra : 175
[ Taijutsu ]
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The bushy-headed gennin entered the training building with as much poise as a slouching panda while knawing at a bittersweet reed and without a contemplative thought in her head. After some time walking by her self, she confirmed one thing from her many impractical and yet remarkably enjoyable ideas; She needed to improve. While she lolled the stick around the edges of her teeth, Doki abruptly recalled the fluid convenience of the traps set within that one particular stronghold. Her expression folded into blankness. The girl was lucky enough to return and that itself was quite surreal. And real now that she had mended injuries to prove it. Either way, Doki could not afford to become a victim again. Selfish, it seemed. But why? Trickling around her negativity, she assured herself that it would help her from either dying or dragging down other people. Two things she disliked to imagine.
[[ Soudou Shō [ Double Pulsating Palms ] Simple :: Rank: D ]] Part 1/2
Thus why she rolled out the mat and resumed a certain pose. Her legs were spread slightly apart and her arms hugged at her sides. Her palms were again stretched in that position, strong within the fleshy cortexes and yet not so strained. She picked it up from having that practical course with Sypher and she was still very grateful up to now. Again, Doki was shadowing an opponent with his/her preparing it's movement. But to her better use of a noggin, they were in a position where she could use the opportunity to strike it's torso. She leaned inward and then pushed her palms, introducing the force behind it with it's chest. This notion was repeated steadily while she also replaced her feet correctly and firmly each time.
Part 2/2
Now Doki was using a dummy. From where it was stood over a moderate pole, she performed a quick body blow. The dummy would of course be pushed by the action. Doki jerked back to return the blow with her palms. After she sent the dummy back a few hinges, she continued on but this time with a punching bag. It's shape was not complex but sturdy enough to bring about her capacity. Sweat rolled across her temples. Nothing like a good exercise. She smiled before fervently double-striking with her pair of raw palms. The hours would go by as she would master this particular technique. By the end of it, her hands were nearly glowing with red, blood reducted had it not been for her thick bandages applied on beforehand.
[[Technique Mastered.]] |
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2011 7:49 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2011 9:25 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 11:00 am
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Kodoki, Doki // Gennin
Chakra : 175
[ Taijutsu ]
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Stage 2 : Bibu no Mouko [ Tail of the Fierce Tiger ] Part 1/4
Standing upright from her break, she then adjusted her footing. Following with a quick twist of her hips. Her raised shin snapped at the dummy from inbetween it's neck and shoulder as it followed down her impelling notion. "Damn! I am so talented..." She would snub while brushing the side of her nose from sweat with her sleeve. A grin that would remain after her sleeve removal. Immediately after hearing the dummy fall, her expression turned morose. Her kick and motion was simply not good enough. Or perhaps, just not as sudden as it would have to be 'sneaky'.
Part 2/4
She sighed and attempted again. Her leg felt a little heavier when it snapped back behind her thigh, then rested on the floor. Her eyes zoomed over it, wondering what the heck it was that made her slug and retract halfway. Her left feet would rotate in it's mini arc while her right would slice across the dummy. Many times, the dummy fell over and still sloppy. Doki swung her leg back, twisting her pelvis while her one foot still inclined on the ground. Her heel coiled as her ankle fastened around in it's mini rotation. Meanwhile, a shadow was quickly dappling over the head of her opponent. A fluid scissor kick managed to crack the nub of it's neck now as her foot descended next to her other.
Part 3/4
Doki then settled for a punching bag now that she's got a hold of all the specific areas of where to strike her visual enemy. This time around, Doki began to alternate her footing. Her right foot spun a quarter rotation before flexibly batting her left leg to and fro. The continuous beating of the punching bag gave her reason to continue as the sound reverberated throughout the area. Sweat rained down her face as her torso lurched again for the coming whip-kicks. And One and Two..and One and two.. Her mind and body continued to keep herself in the steady tempo of her kicking pace. Each time her rooted foot would spin back to allow her other leg to sneak a blow across the dummy.
Part 4/4
Her feet were slightly spread apart now. Her arms hugged to her sides. Her expression was passive on the exception of licking away at the funnel of beaded sweat that would frequently pass across her cheeks. Her eyes were closed in concentration. The punching bag was swaying back and forth, or just circling around above the floor while it was still stuck to the rafted pole. She could hear it's whir and smell the salt tasting scent it would make when it rotated close enough. Doki then spun her left foot, fluidly following with a lurched torso before a quick kick down from it's upper cylinder. Her leg would immediately snap back before settling below with her other. She saw in that very moment, the slight gap made into the punching bag before it inflated itself once more, flailing now from her actions. Using her iced towelette to mop herself of her grimy afternoon, she decided it was time to perform a mission or two.
"..But first...a quick sauna wouldn't hurt.." She mumbled as she left for the hot springs.
Technique Completed.
[[So I did not know that the dojo was damanged up to now.. ]] |
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 12:33 pm
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