Chōumei Sue Akamichi || Rank :: Konohagakure | Title: Genin | Rank: C || Class :: Performer/ Bukijutsu || Chakra :: 450/450 || Stamina :: 210/140
食 Chōumei throwing her Jab would see the drifting yellow strands of Kirumi's hair as she'd made good use of her stance to dodge out of the way of her punch. Even though the Yamanaka wasn't very skilled in fighting common sense and fear did help in forcing the body to adapt. Chōumei's jab would miss but just as she'd see the Yamanaka move out of the way she'd instinctively pivot her upper-body in the direction Kiru-chan moved as her fist was returning to a guarded position. This movement hid Kirumi's intent to disorient Chōumei with a ear popping blow to one of her ears. Though if the Yamanaka had more knowledge of the theory of fighting the effect of said move would be only partially effective if not hitting both ears to completely throw off their equilibrium by disturbing the inner ear. The resulting smack would connect just shy of Chōumei's ear canal as she'd moved her guard and head out of a clean strike, but the hit did jar her a little from the surprise.
With hr arms guard high Chōumei wouldn't be able to block the kick effectively enough to stop her sparring partner from retreat. Yet the contact of the kick would seem to hit into a mix of flabby flesh and rock hard abs buried underneath the plush of Chōumei's unique physique. Chōumei would lurch forwards slightly holding a wicked grin on her face as she'd swival her stance on the ball of her forward most foot and would break into a dash following right behind the retreating Kirumi.
"Good use of your size and speed, but you're missing experience. Never jump out of someones range unless you know you can land faster than they can run or recover!" The Akmichi would seem to gain ground and close the gap between the two as it took nothing but a few gazelle like strides for her to slide back into range of Kiru-chan and loose her stance as her boxing posture lowered her guard to her chest and leaving her fist further from her fast. A flurry of jabs would follow, one, two, three, four, five, etc. Chōumei wouldn't stop striking in random organization for the yamanaka's mid-section trying to narrow her escape by placing punches on either side of her. [C-rank hard-physical]
Chōumei's intent was to further push Kirumi's apparent talent for evasion and make her develop the knowledge or understanding of the natural way to deal with a flurry of strikes when finesse and speed might not be on your side. if she connected once Chōumei would stop the match to explain the scenario, but thus far she'd been pleased to see Kirumi showing her what she had to offer in a physical match. Though the real training would take place in their minds.
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￥ Ryo: 5,500 | ￥ AC: 3,250
Passives/Attributes: • Learn Ninjutsu one [2] post faster. [ Academy] • Learn Genjutsu one [2] post faster [Academy] • Learns Bukijutsu one [3] post faster. [ DoJo] • Learns Taijutsu one [1] post faster. [ DoJo] • 10% price reductions for shopping.
• Emotional Content: The user is able to make fantastic illusions appear by performing on their instrument. This ability comes at the cost of not being able to perform ninjutsu through use of performance or instrument. Can perform B rank genjutsu and lower at Gennin.
•Weapon Specialist: The user Gains a free custom weapon slot, while forsaking the ability to learn ninjutsu for the ability to learn more than 1 rigorous style (styles still count for 2 slots). With their inability to learn ninjutsu, they get to learn [1] additional bukijutsu style for every 10 ninjutsu slots their were supposed to acquire. Their depth and devotion to the weapon arts allows their skill to increase with every rank allowing their weapons to cut through defensive bukijutsu techniques of the same rank.
• Walking Contradiction: Chōsu has oddly no trouble when it comes to performing genjutsu, contradicting and overriding her clans normal weakness in this area, and all ninjutsu and genjutsu slots are compounded into genjutsu, yet learning genjutsu does take one [1] more post for her than others. (not conflicting with buki discipline b/c she "would of" had them)
• Prodigious Martial-Artist!: Chōsu has a large and curvy build and flexible physical shape that allows her to learn and practice most any(soft or hard) Buki or Tai-jutsu style rigorous or not with just one [1] slot. Provided her curvy physique has the benefit of mass for hard-style, and springy flexibility for soft-style. (though purely light-weight styles are restricted when heavy) Yet this is a taxing task in terms of the time it takes to learn these Jutsu increasing learning requirements by one [1] post.
• The Hunter's Instinct: Can always find The [Chakra Virus] monster in the general direction from her location.
• Basic Stance Physical :: E :: training The user holds their weapon at the belly button level, with the tip of the blade pointing at their opponents throat. This is a simple, but aggressive stance.
At the very least, Kirumi thought he plan was executed pretty good. She could only watch as Choumei explained how not to jump out of range if the person can catch up just as fast, which she then displayed for her to see. She couldn't help but pout at how vastly under-powered she was to the dark skinned Akimchi, enough to cause her to question why she even agree to this in the first place. Her opponent got all up in her face before delivering a flurry of attacks towards her stomach. Dodging as best she could, the Yamanaka only let a single punch through, the force of which feeling like a shotgun blast to the chest. She held her stomach and crumbled to the ground, wincing in pain as she did her best to blink back tears in front of Choumei. "Ah-I'm sorry I'm so bad, Choumei. W-We can go get food or something later." The genin grit her teeth before picking herself up slowly while huddling her stomach in pain. She looked at the stronger woman with tears in her eyes, the flames of bravery and confidence having all but dwindled after her last attack.
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•·.·´¯`·.·•´Disciplines`•.¸¸.•´ ○ Specialist: The user, choosing to specialize in healing medical techniques, gains a great boost to their chakra control in that area. At Chunnin, they gain a -5 chakra reduction to perform techniques in their specialty. at Jounin, -10, at Konin -15 at Sannin -20. ○ Resolution: The user is more determined to get fine details from his sensory techniques, but in order to get this type of clarity the user's range of the technique is reduced by half. The user is able to discover type of technique that is about to be active (fuuin, genjutsu, ninjutsu, custom jutsu, complex tai and buki), even specifics such as Bloodline type and rank. Additionally, the user can gain similar information about any chakra source in their sensory technique's range, including what bloodline the person possesses, and how large their chakra pool is.
Chōumei Sue Akamichi || Rank :: Konohagakure | Title: Genin | Rank: C || Class :: Performer/ Bukijutsu || Chakra :: 450/450 || Stamina :: 210/140
食 Chōumei landing her blow and stopping as she'd see the tears well in her Friends eyes she'd sigh as she'd move to still beside Kirumi and would rub her back to try and console her some as she'd work through explaining just what happened despite Kirumi having done pretty well so far. Settling into her seat and waiting to see Kirumi catch her breath Chōumei would begin to speak in a motherly tone. " Good effort! But you just lack a lil experience hunny-bun. Speed an power in most fightin styles comes for the feet, and your form in how ya move along the ground. unless ya can move really fast or walk on air ya mind that fact shugah and you'll advance a lot more. "
"Ya did well shrinking my target by turning ya self ta da side, but I used my experience to make my one clean hit count. Since you're not that tough, Kiru-chan ya gotta work out a way to to divert your opponent attention from you."
" Never let'em hit and shrink their ability to discover the real target. Dont' just dodge, but blend and disappear completely when you master your talents. "
"Don't doubt that you're strong...You just need to stubmle a few time to figure out what ya good at shugah. Osu! "
Chōumei would finish explaining her fight analysis of Kirumi's ability and she made her suggestion as for reference for future training. Yet it seemed the ordeal completely winded Kirumi and it better called to how true it was that she couldn't take a hard hit at all from the looks of things. Chōumei had no intention to really harm the other kunoichi but it seemed like a consequence of figuring out just what were the strengths and limits of Kirumi's physical ability. Though Chōumei wanted to continue on and train Kiru-chan in genjutsu beyond this she simply couldn't distance herself enough from her potential student enough to call for the girl to push through her pain.
"That'll be enough for today Kiru-chan, Osu. You'll rest up and come back when you feel ready to continue. In the mean while I'll continue honing my talents to better serve as a guide for you, if you'll still have me after this."
Leaning over to hug Kiru-can from the side Chōumei would embrace her teammate with warmth and would stand before walking in deeper into the Dojo to retrieve scrolls from the archives of the vast number of schools and combat teachings the Dojo's library had to offer and the on hand instructors who held the memorized knowledge of the principles of each style. On her way Chōumei would pick up her weapons and would wave a short goodbye to Kiru-chan.
Training
Chōumei looked through some of the scrolls around, but the words really seemed to just flow right through her mind for no want of sticking, but the diagrams and pictures some of the scrolls luckily had to give a sense of spacial movement in performing these techniques made it a lot more easy to work with. this was one of the reasons Chōumei liked working with Taijutsu and Bukijutsu more than ninjutsu and slightly more than Genjutsu. There proved too cerebral in their workings and lacked the physical experience at times when it came to projecting her will over them. Calling over an attending trainer who seemed a bit nervous as he looked over the stout an curvy Akamichi knowing full well of her background and ability if only in rumor prepared to allow her to experience her learning first hand as was her preferred method of learning. Lunging at her "training assistant" Chōumei wold bring down her massive black steel Nodachi creating a resounding ringing sound as the higher ranked trainer bared both hands on his weapon to hold her off. Just as she'd brace her weapon against his resistance Chōumei would continue to step into his space quickly grinding her weapon along his leaving her open to use her astonishing strength to hold her Nodachi with one hand and pose a strike to the mans gut yet stopping short as she'd gotten the feel of the attacks motion. "thank you, lets continue, OSU!" Forward Grind_Rank: X :: Simple_D-rank training [1/1]
Now on the receiving end of the attack Chōumei would retreat in hurried steps several feet back away from her assistant. Swaying her hips and giving her motion a bit of rhythm and dance to her movements Chōumei playfully anticipated the attack that came as a cross of slashes bared against her. The weapons would clash but yet Chōumei would every so slightly allow the weight and powrr of her weapon handling and skill to pivot her stance with her weight on her forward leg brushing the attacks off around her side allowing her to gain the proximity to grasp man she was training with. Yet Chōumei needed this to keep going so full taking advantage wasn't the intention of her pivoting block. Practice in receiving a blow wasn't something Chōumei had too much practice with or at least not in the sense of not just weathering the storm of blows her father an siblings at times used to dish out growing up. [Kasai] Pivoting block Rank: X :: Simple _D Training [1/1]
Continuing her pivoting Chōumei woudl seem to create a ballet of dance by switching between her legs in her center of weight going from her back to front leg at will and shifting herself about in a more fluid manner. It seemed not to matter what leg she used to pivot the attacks she simply seemed capable of playing at drawing the attack along the pathway she wanted them to go and swinging about her body to safety. Finally coming to an slightly bemused climax Chōumei would take the chance in her sliding by the strikes of the others shinobi's blade to grab at his shirt with the simple hook of two of her fingers in which she'd use them to draw him into a throw back and away from her. It would seem simple but her strength overwhelmed his balance enough to cause him to stumble back. Pleased Chōumei would crick her neck to the side as she'd tap at her shoes with her sword as if she was just beginning to shake off the dust. [Hagane no Shunkan] Pivot Block_Rank: X :: Simple _D Training [1/1]
With only Kasai techniques left to complete Chōumei took note that the reaming techniques were all defensive. It wasn't exactly her strongest point of skill but she did learn that a strong defensive would be offensively purposed in the right hands, so with that in mind she'd pushed on through with her training. Calling for her assistant to keep coming, "Common! give me what you really got harder! OSU!" Beating her chest Chōumei would draw her Nodachi as a broad shield by taking a flurry of blows with her blades broad side. Listening and watching Chōumei would effectively time her parry by deflecting the attacks in a clean wide sweeping push she quickly moves in on her training partner on with. Her entire purpose was to continually disrupt his fighting flow trying to break his ability to find any rhythm as she'd practically absorb all sense of it into herself hips perpetually swaying and bouncing. Deflecting Rank: D :: Simple [1/1]
Stabbing suddenly into the space under his arm Chōumei would for him to defend with a kunai in his free hand. Chōumei was on the attack in a surprisingly close proximity given her weapons massive size it was amazing she could manage it with so much finesse. Using the weapons size and close placement Chōumei would control the movement of her training partner sweeping him along by pushing him back by his guard with his smaller blade. Suddenly withdrawing in her blade from his guard Chōumei would cause his weapon to be pulled from his hand dropping them to the floor leaving him open to attack, but Chōumei simply took too placing her weapon at her the Dojo's assistant's chest to call for him to yield this round of fighting to her. "Good first session! Now we'zee gonna do sum more. Be ready doughnut." Forward Stabbing slash Rank: D :: Simple [1/1]
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￥ Ryo: 5,500 | ￥ AC: 3,250
Passives/Attributes: • Learn Ninjutsu one [2] post faster. [ Academy] • Learn Genjutsu one [2] post faster [Academy] • Learns Bukijutsu one [3] post faster. [ DoJo] • Learns Taijutsu one [1] post faster. [ DoJo] • 10% price reductions for shopping.
• Emotional Content: The user is able to make fantastic illusions appear by performing on their instrument. This ability comes at the cost of not being able to perform ninjutsu through use of performance or instrument. Can perform B rank genjutsu and lower at Gennin.
•Weapon Specialist: The user Gains a free custom weapon slot, while forsaking the ability to learn ninjutsu for the ability to learn more than 1 rigorous style (styles still count for 2 slots). With their inability to learn ninjutsu, they get to learn [1] additional bukijutsu style for every 10 ninjutsu slots their were supposed to acquire. Their depth and devotion to the weapon arts allows their skill to increase with every rank allowing their weapons to cut through defensive bukijutsu techniques of the same rank.
• Walking Contradiction: Chōsu has oddly no trouble when it comes to performing genjutsu, contradicting and overriding her clans normal weakness in this area, and all ninjutsu and genjutsu slots are compounded into genjutsu, yet learning genjutsu does take one [1] more post for her than others. (not conflicting with buki discipline b/c she "would of" had them)
• Prodigious Martial-Artist!: Chōsu has a large and curvy build and flexible physical shape that allows her to learn and practice most any(soft or hard) Buki or Tai-jutsu style rigorous or not with just one [1] slot. Provided her curvy physique has the benefit of mass for hard-style, and springy flexibility for soft-style. (though purely light-weight styles are restricted when heavy) Yet this is a taxing task in terms of the time it takes to learn these Jutsu increasing learning requirements by one [1] post.
• The Hunter's Instinct: Can always find The [Chakra Virus] monster in the general direction from her location.
• Basic Stance Physical :: E :: training The user holds their weapon at the belly button level, with the tip of the blade pointing at their opponents throat. This is a simple, but aggressive stance.
Chōumei Sue Akamichi || Rank :: Konohagakure | Title: Genin | Rank: C || Class :: Performer/ Bukijutsu || Chakra :: 450/450 || Stamina :: 210/140
食 The Akamichi was rather impressed wither skill and when she’d competed hr firt round of defensive attacks she’d withdraw her blade still before her practice opponent and would draw her hands together to bow saying, ”Kami-sama be praised, and thank you for your assistance. I’ve been a tinny bit over zealous. Please bare with my indulgences as I’ve to advance my skill to support those who I’ve taken charge, and the deeds my lady Amaterasu may deem as my duty.” Sighing in relief Chōumei would draw her blade again raising her head with a determined expression on her face. Charging in a leaping step Chōumei’s blade would meet her practice partner and would grind to a halt against her blade. Quickly and suddenly she’d draw her weight to her forward most leg to press into him more and then as that foot held her up she’d kick her other leg at and angle into his side draw him back enough for all of her weight she was drawing forward to be swung in a wide ark aiming for his guard to knock him further off balance. Shogun Slash_Rank: X :: Simple training at C-rank [1/1]
Chōumei’s strength seemed to only be growing by the second as her control of her massive weapon seemed to become even more finessed. Drawing the bldae into a vertical high held position over her head as she’d break the two handed swing of her blade into a twirling spin in one hands fingers creating a breeze from it’s weight hitting the air. Her onslaught seemed far from over as she’d rush forward wither lower half wide open but her speed and impact seemed to come to fast after the devastating swing from her unbalancing move. Her blade would crash down from it’s flat end hitting a loosely formed defense that ended at the shoulder of her opponent holding his ground in spite of her strength. Running in and allowing her blade to slide down his guard dropping more weight on him she’d slide to his exposed side and would hook herself and her large weapon around and down his side bringing the weapon into this exposed section of his body to restrict his ability to respond in kind with his own attacks. With a wide open hand Chōumei would slap her opponents belly playfully and would roll off along where her initial slide was leading, but this lead to a predictable path for her opponent to predict if he wasn’t flustered by her open shot at his tummy. Shogun Crash_Rank: X :: Simple training at C-rank [1/1]
“Owe, you’ve got a little chubs too don’t cha shug. Well I don’t fret over a lil puddin in me fella’s. “ Exiting her roll Chōumei would stare into the eyes of her fellow shinobi and would see him become a little more serious in his posture and expression. It always seemed to be an odd talent of Chōumei’s to piss people off sometimes with her playful nature. Her blade was drawn to her side low as she was in a kneeling position from her roll and the blade was aimed at the ground. Placing her weight on the balls of her feet Chōumei wanted to have enough sway to swing her body about as she’d expected a sudden attack. It wasn’t too much or a surprise when her prediction of him taking the time to reorient himself to attack from her open back side where her blade would take the longest amount of time to swing about to face him. [1/2]
Well his plan was secure if she hadn’t already assumed as much, and by simply letting her body fall back with the weight of her blade allowing her to adjust hr position on the ball of her feet. Chōumei would swing and her blade seemed to speed out to meet his attack with his blade reversed to seriously hit her but with the blunted edge. Meeting this momentum head on Chōumei’s use of her movement would also have her body move in a rising motion as to not allow her self to simply tumble over to the side from the sheer weight of her swing. Coming to her feet along her slash and pushing his blade to the side Chōumei would defend her position by redirecting where his momentum lead him away from her like a matador would conduct a bulls movement. Again Chōumei’s hand would reach out and this time would flick at her practice partners forehead as she’d gotten a sense of his rhythm by now and it was becoming a lot more easier for her to practice wither weapon as her muscles adjusted to the full use and motion she could have wither nodachi. There was going to be a point when she’d pull out the stops and use her more unique weapons. Chōumei’s true focus was in her combination of her mastery over a variety of weapons and her skills with genjutsu. Shogun’s Rise_Rank: X :: Complex _Training at C-rank [2/2]
Using her hand to bring it to her face as a show of her praying in the midst of the practice match Chōumei would praise her Kami once more for the execution of her defensive strike. ”OSU!” Declaring her enthusiasm Chōumei would raise her hand out to show she wanted to request a pause just as the other shinobi seemed just about ready to cut at her his blade edge would stop short of her palm just slightly nicking her skin to cause her callused palm to peel one layer of skin. Smiling at the show of restraint on her partner part she’d withdraw her hand and would blow him a kiss, as she’d seemingly step off a few feet away from him trying to let her body grant her mind time to catch up to what she just did. Breathing slowly she’d take a moment to break into a Shinto chant to center her thoughts as Chōumei didn’t think as clear when her mind wasn’t filled with the drowning sound of the chanting to keep her from hearing distractions that often put her off her focus. Taking slow steps away from anyone close by and out into the center of the Dojo Chōumei would conduct her past motions by swinging the blade over her body and letting her thoughts play out the actions as she’d call out to the Kami’s prolonged longevity and prosperity in their realms of influence. Most on high was amaterasu her matron Kami the goddess of the sun it’s self. [1/2]
Taking a moment to think on what she’d read from the scrolls on the “sword saint” style she’d have to familiarize herself with the defensive positions of the style as well to further advance her skill. Offense tended to be Chōumei’s fall back as a defensive, but the will to rise on high and stand ones ground was a feat in it’s self she’d figure as she’d make a few testing swigs wither blade before assuming a more formal stance that seemed foreign to her but quickly was appropriated into her very being and muscle memory. Chōumei’s stance drew her blade across from her hip at the hilt and the blades edge up diagonally from the hip to her shoulder; her stance was slightly wide and planted to grant her a steady balance of weight and baring on her footing. The stance was fairly simply but it was quite focused on allowing her to make short shifts in her movement to bring her blade to any side she required. Committing the experience to memory Chōumei would take a seat in front of the scrolls she’d laid out before giving a signal to give her one-minute to the already waiting practice partner there was a lot more to learn but for the moment Chōumei had mastered as much as she could handle of this set of techniques. There were more styles Chōumei’s curiosity drew her attention to, and there was this gut feeling that she should take some time to let her body relax and just read like normal folks…thought the picture certainly helped like always. Solid Shogun Stance_Rank: C :: Training [2/2]
Reading more into Hagane no Shunkan scrolls more Chōumei would get a feel for some of the diagrams as they seemed supremely more focused on skills in moving quickly rather than with composed force like Kasai style. Chōumei would try to mull over the movements a bit in her head some more and let her body relax and loosen up enough to perform the acts she’d seen in the scroll. Finding the space for her and her blades length took a little looking around but Chōumei made quick work in getting her a spot. With no withheld hesitation Chōumei would draw her blade and would begin simply practicing her range of motion with the blade in one hand swinging the weapon repeatedly trying to get her body more used to the motion. She continued to do this more for speed tan for the force she’d exerted in the earlier half of her training and Chōumei found into time that with a little focus of her exertions she could move and swing her blade much faster than she’d ever thought she could. Calligraphy_Rank: C :: Simple [1/1]
The next technique would prove a little difficult for Chōumei as her skill with Chakra manipulation wasn’t as powerful or skilled as others. Which was in large part why she held little to no Ninjutsu prowess, but here she was willing to give focusing her chakra into an object a try. In this case said object was her Nodachi and her ability didn’t have to go through the even more difficult processes of deciding a elemental affinity. All Chōumei had to do was assume a stance and focus her mind on the center of her stomach. There she could feel the swirl of the mass of chakra that swirled with in her between the physical mass of energy and the spiritual ninshu. Learning to summon this energy without motion made it a lot harder for her to just go with the flow her body dictated, so jutsu like this were a lot more difficult for Chōumei in entirety. Yet she’d find her resolve and would dig down deep as she felt the chakra within swirl about and flow with each low breath [1/2]
It would almost seem like Chōumei would try to remove her breathing entirely with how quietly she started to draw each breath. Her normally bountiful bust seemed to settle to a serene calm, as she’d search her depths the chakra with in her body flowed like a warm and ever heating stream through her bringing a fevered sweat and sheen to her skin. Her ebony complexion would seem to come to a glow that to on lookers seemed almost religiously spiritual in spite of this really being one of the few things she’d had fee thought if any of her Kami-sama being involved. This was a personal journey for Chōumei as she’d learn how to face her personal demon, the daunting sum of her own energy. Her hand felt hot as she’d draw an even sum of power of her palms and moving from her steady stance of simply holding her pommel at belly button and blades tip off to shoulders height she’d draw her blade pommel and handle back to her side and run her hand along the length of the weapon eyes open as she’d feel the length of her energy pouring out from in her into the weapon evenly. Mentally it helped to imagine a pitcher of iced tea filling a glass to over flowing, but the over flow didn’t need to spill out, but nonsensically rise out of the glass as a solid to about one-fourth excess of the glasses content. As Chōumei reached her hand out and along the blade she could feel the mass of chakra energy solidify to that mass of excess off her blade invisibly. Extension_Rank: C :: Spiritual [2/2]
Again Chōumei had to further master the “art” of standing her ground and channeling her chakra to her extremities for use. It really didn’t come, as naturally as simply swinging her voluptuous hips and letting her the rhythm of the moment take over as her genjutsu seemed to just slip out of her according to the predicament. It actually came very rarely that she’d made a conscious plan to affect her opponents and her fighting style of blending her physical prowess with beguilement and illusion seemed to just evolve naturally from her fervent an playful nature. Chōumei came on strong and her actions tended to be an instinct and impulse rather than a regimented thought, but she did find value and admiration for the order of things and that’s why she strived to find and match that focus in her religious practices. Her feet planted to the ground ad her sense of flow on her hot stream of chakra seemed to only need to be redirected from her arms to her legs. Which she did with only a moment of thought and focuses as the manifestation was much more loosely structured compared to the high-minded development of ninjutsu. [1/2]
Centering the chakra flow from the center of the soles of her feet she’d again spread the heat of her chakra across the surface of her soles as she did her palms. Then much like the tree climbing jutsu she had to extend this chakra from her feet evenly and out into the ground, but this technique was a lot more powerful in nature it had a anchoring nature along with its stabilizing nature. Chōumei slid her feet across the ground to test her balance and would shift her weight unevenly on purpose to shake her footing , but her efforts came to no avail. What she found was that her stance was near unshakable from anything less than a devastatingly powerful blow. The thought of having had this skill when she was almost run down by Bjorn and blown off her footing simply by the pressure of air his body dragged along it’s moment along with it’s chakra manifesting as a net seemed like an inspiring notion that she might want to run that match back again when she had made it through the brunt of her training. Solid Footing_Rank: C :: Complex [2/2]
Releasing the chakra spent to hold her in place Chōumei would shake out her limbs and try and get a feel for her next task. This coarse of jutsu seemed way too heavy on the chakra manipulation portion, but she knew it was important to improve her skills with this sort of thing to effect a greater blend of fore and finesse to her fighting style. When one really took a deeper look at Chōumei’ fighting prowess she didn’t focus on just her ability to swing a big blade of use genjutsu, but it was a mad dance and tempestuous blend between the two and other facets of her clans skills that played into her Ninja skills. She didn’t seek to know everything about what she was doing but she wanted to experience her feelings and actions fully for the moment they were presented in. The next jutsu was very similar to her chakra extension jutsu and by now she was familiar with the practice of drawing her chakra into her hands and the heat it produced in her. Despite having moved much less in this training session compared to before this coarse seemed to be draining Chōumei much more than she was prior. The key to this training was to create the form as the extension jutsu did but it was better to let loose the reigns on the energy. [1/2]
Chōumei would practice with a few swings of the blade and the energy seemed to cause ripples in the air rather than the solid wave of motion her previous use of “extension”. The whole thing seemed like a rather cool little practice but the real kicker would be it' application. how things read Chōumei would be able to create essentially a phantom blade or delayed secondary strike with the swings of this projected chakra extension of her blade. aiming for a practice dumy with a metal body given the likely hood of her breaking a wooden one Chōumei would practice her swings and timed phantom blades release one the dummy causing to bob and sway in time of at least a second or less to cause the second force to strike. The better test would be that she'd learn to develop this timing with in the smallest fraction of a second she could thing and react to, and true to form Chōumei's training continued until she'd gleamed in her own sweat trying to break down her timing on the swing to only 0.15 seconds. By the time her training was done the swing was nearly akin to reflex and all she had to do was swing and think on it and her body would respond in kind. Twin Blade_Rank: C :: Spiritual [2/2]
The next training was a a bit more odd since it required placing herself under some point of evolution by place chakra to the centers of her bran that controlled balanced. The concept seemed rather odd but her practice had to continue since Chōumei did promise to become stronger by the time Yasuhiro returned. It would take some work but the deed would be done come hell or high water. Slinging her sword over her shoulder and making her way over to a wall Chōumei would using the tree-climbing jutsu to walk up the wall of the dojo to the rafters and would plant her self on a thin beam above everyone else. Drawing her blade before her and taking a deep breath she'd prepare to use this new jutsu just as she'd done the others, by just winging it based on pure concept. [1/2]
Inhaling and exhaling slowly to even her heart beat and slow it enough so she could really transfix on it and her thought Chōumei would begin to swivel her hips as if to sway the chakra sitting in the pit of her gullet. This was one of the reason she felt so attuned with performing/musical jutsu, the ease in which it allowed her to feel her chakra's flow by using movement. Mind at ease Chōumei would feel the heat of her energy rise to her head and the warmth would take over her making her face seem to redden in the process. she'd held her breath for a moment as the feeling rushed to her head in a instance but in the next it was gone and her breathing would continue. Straitening her back and feeling her body's weight seemingly lift if not somehow finding better balance that she had before she'd find it easy to simply walk out onto the rafters and swing about her blade int a maelstrom dance of her blade. Spinning to and from the hell of her foot to the balls and strutting out across the beams Chōumei's range of monition became more like poetry in this instance and her over all fighting ability would grow all the more for it. Thread Walking_Rank: C :: Training [2/2]
The last bit of training on Chōumei's to do list before she went to see a shop clerk about making her some Cestus's to train with for her interest in a little known gauntlet based fighting style. She had to push her self further in her families Jutsu. It always seemed to come second to Chōumei's mind that she was an Akamichi. Really what she thought of her clan first was she was happy about the friends it afforded her and that despite the military strength they'd offered the village and her father expected of his children to offer on the honor of the clan they were all allowed to grow on their own path in service of the village. Chōumei's religious bend wasn't something she shared with her sisters or her one brother, but she was happy in how they simply swallowed her occasional preaching on the topic of the Kami. [1/8]
The Akamichi clans jutsu were unique in that they weren't like any other clans and focused on controlling and realizing the full potential of the human body. energy was the main focus of the practice as you'd figure out how to make calories the body consumed turn into pure energy, pure chakra.this was the essence of Chōumei's clans hidden depths, and with that much energy you needed a sturdy body that held enough energy and had enough strength not to break when you pushed past your limits. the jutsu Chōumei had to leave the jutsu to learn needed her to gain some room and took her to a lightly forested section of the grounds. Making sure she was alone before trying to remember her training or rather her failed attempts at this jutsu in the past. [2/8]
Shunshin was a jutsu that Chōumei was familiar with but had never really master do to her deficit in skill with ninjutsu. Her handicap was a trial while growing up and the prospect of skills that were more closely linked to her talent with physical jutsu seemed to fit perfectly. Yet it was the advantage and disadvantage of her bane and bone that fought inside her leaving Chōumei standing somewhere squarely in the middle in terms of ability on performing this jutsu. Her siblings seemed to master it well enough once figuring out how to control the calories burned in their bodies, but Chōumei always struggled. The jutsu Chōdan Bakugeki wasn't' for the faint of heart, for it granted a skill and speed that surpassed the pace of Shunshin that made one fast enough to cross the space of a mile in a second but in only one direction. Chōdan made it possible to move this fast for several minutes and have full control and reflexes relative to this speed. It was likely one of the fastest jutsu in the world, and likely few skills could rival it past being capable of reading her mind or knowing the future. [3/8]
The jutsu was life threatening and only thought to those who had mastered the jutsu "Calorie Control" to counter balance the ill effects of the shock the techniques demands for energy caused on the body. Chōumei would start by trying to etch out a space that was a mile wide in diameter and making it a space where she'd run about as many times as possible to get a feel for this. The chances of it literally killing her were there, but if one thing ever preached that came outside of her faith was that, "if there was nothing ever ventured or explored, one would never learn anything new." A parting memento of her Aunt who'd departed for more adventure as the widowed wife of her uncle. Chōumei had to make sure she had her calories under control as she'd taken her time to really get this practice under control as her bodies calories with calorie control. going through her preparations for the jutsu simply took a moment of quite which wasn't too common with the loud mouth priestess that Chōumei tended to be. [4/8]
The feeling of her body mass shrinking and her energy focusing into her back the jutsu was going according to plan and with her given experience thus far Chōumei found herself a lot more confident in her ability to succeed where she'd failed before. her body seemed to slim down to a more trimmed and toned frame as she'd come to her feet with her weapons clung to her back Chōumei would continue to let the energy she built up in her burn bright and explode out of her back in bright colorful Tangerine colored butterfly wings. The beauty of her wings seemed to resemble flames rife with energy and electricity. the wings movement seemed to mirror her shoulder blades not having some separate mechanism to their motion Chōumei would get used to her new bodies shapes balance before succumbing to the overwhelming sense of power this form granted. [5/8]
In on instance Chōumei found her self traipsing across the expanse of her mile wide training circle in an instance and the in what seemed like a single bound she was back where she started leaving a hurricanes mass of air pressure behind her blowing the trees in along her trip wide apart rather noisily. Yet this was only due to Chōumei playing with her abilties by also dancing along her running path. There seemed to be no bounds to this power but Chōumei remember her gods and the lesson of humility that granted one praise from Lad Amaterasu. Feeling her muscles quiver from a budding pressure and realization on just how powerful the akamichi truly could be she felt some sense of pride in her family she'd always been blind to since she was a child. In all these years Chōumei always saw her family as a small piece of the whole that was Konoha, but they held so much more to offer and in reserving it for the just act of protecting friend and home they upheld the true sense of Honor that came with the Akamichi's sense of Hunger. [6/8]
Her body was quivering from the power but also from the fact that she was burning through too much chakra. Her humble realization of her place in her family made Chōumei snap out of the power high she'd tripped inot when activating the jutsu. Releasing the jutsu Chōumei felt her body suddenly go weak and she'd fall to her knees, just buckling under her own weight. Well what was left of her weight after her jutsu robbed her of it. There was this deep void left in her that called to be filled, with food. There was no avoiding it, Chōumei as hungry and so mightily hungry that she'd probably eat a small piece of a friend or a horse just to get over the sensation just out of fear of wasting away. "Kami-sama! grant me nurishment!" Yellling to the forces that be Chōumei would find her rest in the middle of the arena she'd drawn out of the dirt. [7/8]
If anyone were to wounder with in Chōumei mile wide arena they'd find trails of dust clouds openly showing the sheer force behind her velocity impacting her pacing through the forest over the last minute. Chōumei simply found it best to sleep and regain some energy before running off to get a snack and then see that vender about making her some gauntlets later that night, and if she was lucky she'd manage to get some training in the tailoring of the inner lining of the items while helping or maybe assisting in the materials management. Learning to sew was always a nice thing to know so sh could trap her self a husband maybe in the future. Though marrying outside of the temple seemed like a bad idea Chōumei did entertain many illusons on her future. Being the positive spot of sunshine she was none of them ever were without her friends or without her Kami favor. In this thought Chōumeicontinued to sleep and once she was dne getting her cat nap she'd continue her day.
Chōdan Bakugeki [ Butterfly Bullet Bombing ]_Rank: B [8/8][ COMPLETE
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￥ Ryo: 5,500 | ￥ AC: 3,250
Passives/Attributes: • Learn Ninjutsu one [2] post faster. [ Academy] • Learn Genjutsu one [2] post faster [Academy] • Learns Bukijutsu one [3] post faster. [ DoJo] • Learns Taijutsu one [1] post faster. [ DoJo] • 10% price reductions for shopping.
• Emotional Content: The user is able to make fantastic illusions appear by performing on their instrument. This ability comes at the cost of not being able to perform ninjutsu through use of performance or instrument. Can perform B rank genjutsu and lower at Gennin.
•Weapon Specialist: The user Gains a free custom weapon slot, while forsaking the ability to learn ninjutsu for the ability to learn more than 1 rigorous style (styles still count for 2 slots). With their inability to learn ninjutsu, they get to learn [1] additional bukijutsu style for every 10 ninjutsu slots their were supposed to acquire. Their depth and devotion to the weapon arts allows their skill to increase with every rank allowing their weapons to cut through defensive bukijutsu techniques of the same rank.
• Walking Contradiction: Chōsu has oddly no trouble when it comes to performing genjutsu, contradicting and overriding her clans normal weakness in this area, and all ninjutsu and genjutsu slots are compounded into genjutsu, yet learning genjutsu does take one [1] more post for her than others. (not conflicting with buki discipline b/c she "would of" had them)
• Prodigious Martial-Artist!: Chōsu has a large and curvy build and flexible physical shape that allows her to learn and practice most any(soft or hard) Buki or Tai-jutsu style rigorous or not with just one [1] slot. Provided her curvy physique has the benefit of mass for hard-style, and springy flexibility for soft-style. (though purely light-weight styles are restricted when heavy) Yet this is a taxing task in terms of the time it takes to learn these Jutsu increasing learning requirements by one [1] post.
• The Hunter's Instinct: Can always find The [Chakra Virus] monster in the general direction from her location.
• Basic Stance Physical :: E :: training The user holds their weapon at the belly button level, with the tip of the blade pointing at their opponents throat. This is a simple, but aggressive stance.
On her way to the dojo, Moody had made sure to stop by the armory and get the flak jacket, which was now zipped up over her chest, and the kunai which found themselves in their own holster on her hip. She didn't want to waste, any time and as such got right to the brass tacks of practicing with her gunbai. To begin, she simply made basic swinging motions, getting used to the large weapon's weight, how it interacted with the air horizontally and vertically, mostly swinging through it with ease at the right angles. It wasn't too heavy for her, even though she technically was of "smaller" frame.
Ten minutes passed with her simply performing the basic attack motions, exhaling on each attack, inhaling as she recoiled herself. She moved to the basic movements, keeping the weapon centered, quickly adjusting her hold for different directional attacks and blocks but msotly holding it like a fairly large sword. She noted how holding it different ways produced faster or stronger attacks and responses to potential threats. [Formless, Gunbai D rank.]
She observed how the scroll she picked up noted that it was a weapon more sued for defense and countering than attacks aside from it's noteworthy use with wind jutsu. For the purpose of weapon skills it was known more as a tool for protection and punishment. She adjusted her stance accordingly, holding the weapon diagonal and down over her frame, and she held it close to the fan, with one hand against the fan itself further down. This would provide her the ability to easily defend herself and transition into some painful strikes as well. She practiced the motion of transitioning into a more defensive position for a while.
It was not so difficult for her to do the motion as it was for her to get used to, and do it quickly. So with little under half an hour of practice her body had committed the more basic maneuvers to memory. This was, in of itself, not difficult but something that would be good for her to practice whenever she went to train with her Gunbai, which would likely be on the daily. [Formless: C Rank Gunbai.]
The Rejection of the fan skill was not a difficult one to understand, and was the basis for pretty much the entire style. A hand reached over her shoulder, wrapping around the rather long, bandaged handle of the weapon. With a heft, she covered most of her body, putting one hand behind the weapon further down. Her left leg slid back, bracing against the imaginary attack coming towards her. Simple, but effective enough to make it worth learning it. [Rejection of the Fan]
The next skill saw her left hand join her right on the weapon. She swung, putting her hips into it and driving the power from her back foot into the weapon like one should when swinging any weapon. The weapon pushed the wind in a manner that was benevolent, holding potential projectiles at bay while she could also keep an ally cooled off in case they were in danger of overheating. Calculating eyes watched as the wind pressed away from her, blowing away dust with each powerful swing. When she stopped, her arms complained just a bit at her, but it was all a part of the learning process. [Fanning]
For the next skill she wanted to learn, Moody Blues put the weapon against her as with the namesake of the style and first skill. She waited, in her very vivid imagination, for an opponent to bring down a weapon overhead at her gunbai. She met it head on, tilting the wepaon to the left just after impact to cause their attack to lose some of the impact it would have had if she hadn't. She practiced this in her mind in different directions over and over until the motion felt a bit more natural. This would be a bit better practiced against an ally. [Spinning Rejection]
The next skill was... well to say the least it was a step up in difficulty. She stabbed the weapon into the floor and leaned against it as she flickered the beads of her eyes over the scroll. A skill that required a sort of genjutsu to be implemented over the Gunbai as a beneficial act to her allies? The use of this... was to scatter the effect of whatever she had eaten to those who saw it. Her face betrayed her confusion. This seemed like a waste of her time to even learn, but it must have been crucial somehow if it were in the scroll. So she glanced at how the chakra needed to be molded, familiarizing herself with the way it would need to flow.
She followed this up with actually practicing the somewhat odd and conflicting methodology with which this specific skill would have to be performed. She held an askance expression as her chakra began to slowly envelop the weapon. It was admittedly difficult for her to maintain this in a meaningful way. She was not well versed in genjutsu, as it was not her cup of tea. She preferred direct confrontation.
Twenty minutes of practice got her to a place she was more comfortable with closing the training of this skill. The weapon didn't look any special, but she could feel her own chakra coursing in the weapon, maintained with a modicum of focus that wouldn't be detrimental. It wasn't the most practical weapon skill but it would eventually make it's worth evident to her. She hoped. [Beacon of the War Fan]
For the next skill, she practiced basic chopping motions with the weapon. To start with, she made vertical swipes from top to bottom and then in the reverse. Her muscles were tensed when she came to her rest position, and her face was one of clear focus. Each chop came paired with an exhale, and each recoil came with an inhale. Her stamina would hold for as long as she needed it to as she did this training. She mixed it up a little, adding an inward step, switiching the dominant hand, back peddling with the chop. A bead of sweat appeared on her head, crawling deliberately down her cheek, but this didn't shake her determination.
Next she practiced horizontal motions just like she did her vertical ones. She let her hips do most of the work, guiding with her arms instead of powering through with the muscles in her arms. She swung the weapon one handed this way as well, just to test if she could. It was a different sort of technique needed, but still basic enough that she could transition each swing left to right with skill reverent to her training with swords. The next phase of training would require that she get a partner.
A willing [npc] stepped up, and he aimed a bow at her, at half draw and from far enough that she'd have time to respond. He loosed an arrow, and a viper-like swipe of her arm swatted the attack straight into the air. He fired again, and she brought the weapon down, crushing the arrow against the ground before her feet. He stepped a few meters closer, and increased the draw incremently as the pair trained, him on his aim and her on her defense. Once it became clear that it was muscle memory, she told him he'd been a big help, and let him on his way. [Denial of the War Fan]
On the next skill, she again began this learning process by reading what the scroll said. Now this skill was similar to Kai, in that it can end a genjutsu. The caveat is that this requires that one hit the enemy. This wepaon did a lot to help allies and defend, which made it odd that a devout Jashinist had sent it to her to use as a weapon. At any rate, Kya looked at how the skill was somewhat of the opposite chakra flow needed to do the weird food genjutsu. That was interesting, as it brought it closer to ninjutsu, which was her second specialty.
She sat down, cold fan metal on her crossed legs flat as she read, biting on her finger in focus. So the general idea was that foreign chakra in a chakra system creates a sort of disquiet, leading to illusory effects that are difficult to differentiate from. This skill preys upon that, and quite literally scrambles the scrambler. She figured that in order to perform a skill of this kind the Gunbai needed to be injected with her chakra, and transmitted at the point of impact.
Senkei stood, face of determination set in once again, as she grasped the weapon, already sending her chakra down her arm and from the node in her palm into it's handle. The fan did not hum, nor glow with her power, but her chakra did begin to manifest itself over her head. She stepped inward, turning and giving a hearty swing. Halfway through the motion, she realized her focus wained and the chakra dispersed harmlessly like steam in the air. She reset, giving another swing, holding out a bit longer. The more times she replicated the motion, the easier it became for her to manage it. When she could hold it all the way into her follow through, and then reset with it still in place she figured she was in good shape and, again, called on some volunteers.
So the first, the target of her attack, would need to put the other in some basic genjutsu. Then, she would hit him, and the target of the genjutsu would tell her if it worked. So he weaved his handseals and touched his shoulder, and immediately the effects clearly set in. Senkei gave a fair and square tag with her weapon. His reaction wasn't one of real pain, however, and they both looked at the other guy. His relief was clear, and he nodded. She immediately turned and walked back towards her scroll with the weapon stuck in place on her back. [Exorcism of the War Fan]
Beginning the training on the next skill required she start back with the basics of the skills she already had. The weapon was a defensive one, and not the typical kind either. Fans were good for blowing wind, and being large so far as she knew, but the more she practiced with the Gunbai, the more her mind seemed to open to the fact that it could serve as a wall through which nothing could pass. As she practiced transitioning from a resting point int the original stance of the style, Kya reflected on why her father would have gifted her this... perhaps as some sort of lesson? Her hand was still bracing at the point on the fan where she intended to take the brunt of attacks from the front, and this was the basis for another skill entirely.
A student of the blade volunteered to be her training partner, to which Kya agreed. He would practice his attacks, she would practice her responses. As his blade came at the weapon, she practiced bracing last second against the attack, pressing into him at the last moment. For the most part, they stalemated, which sent them both steps back before he came in again. As it stood, she was using her shoulder, arms and hips to take the brunt of the attacks with the fan, even when she directed the attacks off to the side of her weapon. She wasn't quite grasping the full idea behind the skill.
She adjusted her stance, hand still on the back end of the gunbai where the attacks where coming, and met her assailant head on. She was less the pushed, more the pusher now but it still wasn't right. Both of them were sweating now, but neither of them were going to stop anytime soon. Such was the sort of challenge her mere expression incited in others. As the sound of metal colliding rung out, she became more and more comfortable with the motion of defending, even as her sparring partner mixed her up, changing the angle and speed of his strikes to keep her on her toes.
At a pause in the action, she reread the scroll. Her body was half of the equation, and it had been trained well enough that she needed to get technical with the training. Her stance was fine to hold all but the strongest in her level at bay, and even then some. Legs spread shoulder width, with the dominant foot back to give her more power in her rejection, arms and shoulders pressed into the attack. The aspect she was failing in now was the timing required to actually reject the attack. When she took up the fan again, shereadied herself to defend against the attack. She waited until his blade hit her fan before she shoved her hand into the impact point. The man was caught off guard as he was shoved off of her weapon, and she didn't move an inch. A smirk crawled over her lips, an epiphany etched into her brain.
The training session got a lot more one sided, even as the opponent used some advanced skills to try and mvoe her from her position. He found himself shoved backwards with far more fervor than before. Senkei realized that this simplistic maneuver played on the fact that fans are meant to blow things, like the wind, and reflected the force back as if an opponent was being blown away. Instead of the wind, however, it was their own force that was blown at them, which would catch opponents unawares almost constantly. She bowed in thank you to her sparring partner when they decided it was time to stop, and he was tired of flopping against the floor. Kya replaced her Gunbai on her back, taking a moment to catch her breath after the straight hours of training. Perhaps it was time to move onto ninjutsu. [Reinforced Rejection]
Suddenly, a realization came over Moody Blues's head. She had business she had to attend today, around now actually. Oga would likely be trying to figure out his a** from his head ninjutsu wise for a little while longer, so she decided she would head out to handle her scandal and then come back after.
"" 360/360 Points of Chakra Remain! 250/250 Points of Stamina Remain!
Into the dojo he strode, Oga on his shoulders, and a large burlap sack placed on top of Oga with all of the crap they had wanted from the armory. Releasing the cord it slid off the ball busted male and onto the floor, and then let his fellow genin just fall straight to the floor too like the sack of potatoes he was right now. If Oga didn't move, Kanzaki would just gently turn around and use his foot to push the young man off their combined bag of gear and open it up."Walk it off, chum."The stuff he grabbed will have to be edited, cause nobody can remember what Rin said about grabbing from the armory. After he put on his new s**t and tossed the old stuff, he grabbed a scroll and got to work.
Whipping out his sword, all he had to do was feint and stab. Kanzaki juked right, but went left with a leap. Since he had no partner he couldn't wait for some imaginary opening, he he just stabbed forward with all his might. Pretty simple really. [Axle of Rain]
Kanzaki then made a flashy motion of running his palm down the blade. It visibly charging it with chakra until it started to manifest on the outside. With great purpose he swung it upwards, making a harmless and showy poof of fire that'd be sure to distract. [Rolling Rain]
But what comes up surely must come down, so Kanzaki went through the same channeling of chakra in his weapon. Only this time he held the weapon dramatically over his head, letting a semi-transparent flame overtake it as it charged. He'd swing it down, stopping it before it struck the dojo floor, which dispersed the kind fire that'd burn your eyebrows for a few feet. [Misting Rain]
What was wrong though with having some distracting bullshit? Kanzaki was all about it and kept it going, but in his next swing his gripped slipped and he slung his sword into a nearby wall. This had given him an idea. [1/2]
He feigned a downward slash after retrieving his sword, but instead of hurling it at a wall, he simple dropped it. It'd be easy to block and his sword would still fall. Right down to the ground, where he was ready and waiting to kick it back up. It hit the ceiling at an odd angle, but he supposed with some more practice he could impale some one's chin with that. [Last Minute Rain]
Kanzaki would take some time to get some water, coughing at how his breathing was messed up as he trained. Every time he went in for some sort of attack, he'd been telegraphing, inhaling every time he went in. If he could study is opponent long enough, if they were stupid enough, then perhaps... [1/2]
He had no one to practice on, so he imagined his own self from before, practicing those same simple swings. He wouldn't focus on the arm or the sword, but the chest. It would be enough to dodge and evade with jumps and rolls, but not to parry strikes and slashes. All he had to do was watch the chest, which he had no problem with ~ [May Wind, October Rain]
This style was full of cheeky s**t and he loved it. All he had to accomplish was another feint, this instance with a diagonal slash. Instead of any kind of slash, he dropped his sword, like he was supposed to. Only he didn't catch it afterward. He kicked his foot and caught his weapon, trying again. [1/3]
Kanzaki slung his blade in an awkward grip, focusing not on dropping it, but passing it off to his other hand. The trick was to make it look like it had been a swing all along, or at least in the short term. This time he caught his weapon and followed through with a cut in the opposite direction, cutting along the ghost's other flank. [2/3]
To be certain of its effects, he tried it again, coming down from the side at a spot ahead of him, carrying on with the technique. Conscious or not, his initial swing felt weak, as if something was coming from behind before he traded hands mid-slice. He'd have to practice this style a lot in order to work out the kink, but the follow-on strike was much harder than his normal strength, so he wasn't terribly worried. [Summer Rain]
Kanzaki took a sit to rest his body and calm his nerves, before he started making up his own garbage. The techniques until now had been simple, yet more and more chakra was going to required sooner rather than later. He'd need to make his reserves easier to access. [1/4]
After all it was in the scrolls anyways. Some of the crazier techniques in this style needed a lot of chakra. His physical energy was fairly balanced with his spiritual. Now he just needed more of both. No matter if he was going to put off learning complex techniques for a later date. [2/4]
In went in breath, and he'd mold his chakra with it, letting it swell with the air. A slow exhale let the air escape his lungs, with the built up chakra was carefully distributed and stretched through-out his body until it was lost to the surroundings. This went on for some time, using more and more each time, building up what he could generate at any given instant. [3/4]
He'd make the seal of the ram to get a better sense of how much, if any, finer his chakra reserves or refinement had gotten. It'd be hard to guess any tangible efforts from just learning kenjutsu, but Kanzaki was pleasantly surprised when he shifted to the tiger seal. It felt like his reserves had grown my around a tenth; much higher than he expected from molding meditation. [Blessed Rain]
He was pretty bored with what all he was able to learn just for the time being. One more thing caught his attention though. An ability that would let him sense hostile and killing intent around him. [1/6]
Oh there was no way he was going to pass on this, quickly sitting down to meditate once again an closing his eyes. Kanzaki spread out his conscious senses of hearing and smell and the touch of air on his exposed skin. After a fashion he opened his eyes and kept them unfocused, drawing in as much of the periphery as he was able to. [2/6]
According to the scroll, the key was to bring your active senses to their furthest limits. Keeping them out at their limits would only other senses and feelings to come through, but only after that limit had been reached. It was at that point because no matter if it was ten feet or ten miles, you couldn't keep focused on everything, and something would slip through. [3/6]
What new thing he was feeling was... well he knew what it was from the scroll, but he could not describe it. He tried to hone in on that one feeling, but it left as soon as he attempted. Biting his lip and curing silently, he relaxed himself and tried again, spreading his buttery awareness all over this bready dojo. He wasn't feeling vibrations from five stories up through his toe nails, but he could tell where his comrades were. [4/6]
There it was again; that ineffable feeling that he knew to be hostile intent. He let it leave and come back to keep, flexing his attention like his eyelids to seal off this new sense. It was new and foreign to him, not unlike a child learning how to ride a bicycle. He'd get the hang of it in no time. [5/6]
At last he stood and gave it another go, calling to just that one... general direction? This must be the senses that warriors gained with their craft, able to feel and foretell danger. This was no physical sense, but it was going to keep him alive all the same. He'd rather feel saki than pain. [Insight Rain]
神崎
Current BGM: Stats
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Village KonohagakurexxxxxTitle GeninxxxxxRankDxxxxx Current Chakra 265 / 265xxxxxCurrent Stamina 255 / 255xxxxx Active Techniques:xxxxxxxxxxEnergy Recovery (-): [ - / - ]
Personal Attributes: • Professional Drinker: Recovery of chakra (not stamina) via 'Resting' at twice the normal rate while drinking alcohol. • Flame Proficiency: Katon [ Fire ] ninjutsu cost [50%] less chakra to perform. Class Reductions: ○ Bukijutsu Class • Learn Bukijutsu techniques one [1] post faster. xxxxx•Mystic Hero: Ninjutsu techniques through held weapon [ D Rank ] xxxxx•Mystic Hero: Can use physical bukijutsu techniques to negate ninjutsu techniques [ E - D Rank ] ○ Bloodline Class • Learn Uchiha techniques one [1] post faster. xxxxx•Thoroughbred: Maximum Chakra/Stamina Increase xxxxx•Thoroughbred: 5 Chakra/Stamina Uchiha technique cost reduction [ D Rank ]
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One moment he was going to embraced by an angel, the next he was moving around on what to seemed the back of someone, maybe hell was running low on budget and that was how souls were carried now, for whoever was carrying him he did not care to look because every little he tried to do with the lower part of his body would bring to pain, he could only tell where they were moving around from his surroundings and it seemed like they were heading inside the armory and Bam! Thud! Smash! Oga's head was being hit like a pinball around door to door, he was not sure if his head or his balls were hurting now, Oga was then hit with what looked like a sack of equipment. When was the bloody journey going to end, Now apparently. quickly hitting the ground.
Oga quickly regained his curled up position from before, as he felt the pokes he would turn around to notice it was Kanzaki that had brought him here and apparently all the equipment that the Kage had told them to get from the armory. "Thank you... That will sure heal me right back up" Was Oga's response to the other swordsman. slowly picking himself up Oga would try to stretch himself while sitting down, the main was slightly subsiding with every stretch he made. Standing up Oga would look at the other Genin with a slightly pained expression. "Thank you! You might have saved Naomi from a horrible time, I'm guessing you have brought me here to train... So I'll get right to it." Oga would still be in slight pain as he would start to seriously warm up before diving into his academics.
[Hakyoku-ken no Kata]
Oga had finally gotten to the point where he could freely train with his sowrd once again, almost the best thing that happened to him the whole day, after getting hit in the balls by an iron bullet things could only look up, right? That was what Oga was hoping for anyway. Picking up one of the scrolls from where he had left them, it was a technique that involved chakra manipulation, that didn't please the Samurai very much. [Post 1] Oga would start reading through the scroll and much to his delight it seemed like very simple chakra manipulation which should be cake walk for Oga since he had learned some jutsu earlier in the road so something as simple as making a shock wave by slamming his weapon into the ground, with all honesty Oga did hope he could easily to this since it did involve his blade meaning it was necessary for him to become stronger. [Post 2] Preparing himself Oga would pick up his beloved sword in hand and ready himself, focusing his chakra to his right hand first Oga would then slam the sword into the ground below him making it shake in a radious of a meter around him, this was an interesting ability for a swordsman to have since destroying the fotting of somoone could mean victory in the most head to head fight. [Post 3]
Houyou no Yochi [ Earth's Embrace ] Rank: X :: Complex Description: The practitioner slams his weapon into the ground, creating a radial shock wave of chakra one meter in diameter per rank. Not meant to make contact on its own; this shock wave can make even the surest of footing crumble. [Learned]
[STAGE 2 complete]
Putting the last scroll he had used back down, Oga then select another one from the small pile he had made, these were all techniques that Oga would be able to use with his Odachi, it was a very big and broad sword rarely seen used by shinobi but neither was the style he had picked, named Hakyoku-ken no Kata Catastrophe Blade, it was a style seen used by fuedal soldiers from a far away land, Oga had his balde by his side so learning the next few techniques should be no worry at all. [Post 1] Oga would open the scroll to be able to read it's contents, observing every word with caution so he knew he was doing everything perfectly, he had to fully ready himself for everything he was was doing right, heart and soul. Folowing word for word, Oga would finish up the scroll, it seemed like this was a technique that he could combine with the last one he had learned. [Post 2] Oga would swing his blade around making sure to warm up his arsm since he knew that the technique would require him to make fast movements, by mimicking the movements of from the last technique, he would slam his blade to the ground but this time without using the chakra, Oga would would pull his blade upward in a slashing manor, it was a very powerful move and also swift but it could easily leave the user open so it was more appropriet to use it with combinations of other techniques. [Post 3]
Saidai Shinpuku [ Upwards Swing ] Rank: X :: Simple Description: The practitioner places the tip of their weapon to the ground, then pulls upward with all the might they can muster. Although extremely powerful and rather swift, an inexperienced user is left open after performing the technique. Treated as complex when interacting with physical defenses, but loses all bonuses and is treated as simple if used above the practitioner's body rank. [Learned]
[Tetsu no Ryu]
Oga had taken to using a partner to practice this, a basic sword technique from the Tetsu no ryu. As the boy approached, he cleared his mind, letting a singular focus take over. He watched his body come in for the attack, and like a true samurai he flicked the weapon under, and then upwards with the flat side which diverted the attack. He then pressed his palm into the boy's chest and shoved him off. A simple maneuver like this was well within his aptitude as a shinobi. [Post 1]
A Decade of Peace Rank: E :: Simple Description: A Decade of Peace is at its core a defensive technique, envisioned in the mind that a true master of the sword need not use his prowess to find peace. This technique allows the user to find, through concentration, the point of their enemy’s own attack, diverting it with a quick stab of their blade below their weapon or limbs, then utilizing the flat of the blade diverts the attack overhead, while their free palm presses against the opponents chest, shoving them away, before sheathing your own blade in the gap provided. This technique can be easily paired with a number of jutsu to escape battle, or as bait to enrage your opponent. [Learned]
For the next skill, Oga knew he already liked it. It was flashy, and involved a jump, followed by a downward swing. He leaped towards his target, bringing the weapon overhead with two hands. He eyed the mannequin as he fell, bringing the weapon down with a samurai's cry on it's shoulder. The wooden dummy was cleaved cleanly in diagonal portions, which was indeed the intended effect. [Post 1]
Ryūtsuisen [ Dragon Hammer Strike ] Rank: E :: Simple Description: The "Dragon Hammer" is a sword-drop technique delivered from above, targeting the crown of the head or the shoulder of the adversary. The key to the technique lays in the momentum gained from the user’s jump and the free-fall, which is applied to the sword to multiply the force of the sword-stroke. [Learned]
[STAGE 1 complete]
The next skill was a step up from the previous. Oga took his stance, holding the samurai's stance with his weapon facing a new dummy that he had set up in a defensive position. This time, he would be aiming to impale and plant his target instead of simply cutting it, which could lead to a nonlethal takedown or a far more lethal one. He launched from his feet, crashing into the dummy with his blade, aimed for it's shoulder, which would be fairly debilitating on it's own. He removed his blade, and reset the dummy once again. [Post 1] This time when he leaped towards the dummy, with speed lines all around his body, he would aim to slam his katana's business end directly into the neck of the mannequin. When he collided with it, his blade actually sent the head barreling through the air, crashing into the wall and knocking the body into the ground as well. Wiping a bit of sweat from his brow, he moved onto the next skill. [Post 2]
Ryūtsuisen: Zan [ Dragon Hammer Strike: Tragedy ] Rank: D :: Simple Description: A brutal variation of the origin, Zan utilizes a sword impalement or plant, rather than a cross body strike. While this vastly increases the lethality of the move on a general basis it does allow for non-lethal takedowns without using the blunt end of the weapon, as a skilled practitioner can target a specific limb or location to assault. [Learned]
Oga frowned up at the next skill. Sadness welled up within him. He had to learn a sword nskill that required chakra control. He held the sword, deciding he would practice the basic motions of the skill first. He swung the weapon down, then turned it in his hands and brought it back up the opposite way in a slow motion. He replicated this over and over until it felt natural. He then increased the speed, steadily doing it faster until it was as fast as a natural motion could be produced. [Post 1] Following this up, he focused on his sword with his eyes closed. He barely knew anything of chakra flow and tenketsu: that was his companion's specialty. Speaking of her, she had asked him to meet her here, and she was nowhere near when he needed her. What had she said to him about chakra? Think of it as an extra limb or something. He tried his hardest to force the chakra into his nervous system, but it was a slow process, slow even for a genin. He was a samurai, not a shinobi after all. But after some meditation and basic sword swings, he was able to produce the intended effect. [Post 2] Last was activating this skill at will so that he could perform the motion. The first few times he was unable to hold onto the chakra any length of time to make it worth while. Slowly he was able to maintain the connection, and got the timing on his first swing correct so he could bring the weapon back up to his second in just under a second. Once complete, he performed it once more for good measure, and then moved onto the next skill in the slist. [Post 3]
Turning Swallow Cut Rank: D :: Complex Description: Utilizing chakra to stimulate the nervous system, this cut is reputedly so quick and precise that it can strike down a bird in mid-flight. It is a downward strike the flicked back up into an upward strike, both strong enough to effortlessly slice through even the hardest wood. [Learned]
Now with all of these lessons in place, he was ready to master the flagship samurai skill. It was one that often toppled the most critically acclaimed samurai at one time or another, and Oga felt as though he would be no exveption. He held the weapon tightly, bringing it to rest ahead of him in a safe stance, one that was familiar to all shinobi and samurai. He breathed deeply as he tried to feel the chakra flowing in his body, to let the flow's speed match the pace of his breathing or even the reverse. [Post 1] When the two matched up, an image came to his mind of his blade, of a dark silhouette holding onto it also appeared. The silhouette was him, and slowly he envisioned his chakra flowing through it, creating a sort of network within him. He then pictured a chakra network in the sword. He felt as though the weapon was a literal extension of his own body, and as such his chakra could flow into it. In response to the sort of epiphany his chakra began to flow into the weapon, which he could feel with some kind of amazement. Half an hour went by as his sword fully synced to himself. [Post 2] Finally content with that, and still surprised with himself for the entire thing working out, he exhaled deeply and gripped tighter, directing his chakra into the weapon. It began to grow and expand inside of the weapon's "chakra network" like a balloon. He controlled this flow, allowing it to crackle into view around the sword. Slowly but surely it enveloped the entire weapon, and he mastered the skill that took some Samurai months to be able to produce. Luck must have been on his side, that or the aid that Kya had given him with his chakra control had gone farther than he thought. [Post 3]
Chakra Scabbard Rank: D :: Complex Description: After mastering two techniques, Iaido and any one other, a student is capable of awakening the true signature of the Tetsu no Ryu. A Samurai's blade becomes rife with pure chakra that crackles and dances around the blade. A blade properly focused is quite capable of cutting through even the thickest steel. • Active until battle ends or turned off. • Increases to Rank C after learning [ Form Manipulation. ] • Increases to Rank B after learning [ Two As One. ] • Chakra cost DOES increase as rank increases. [Learned]
Back to basic skills, Oga sheathed the katana in a smooth motion, and began to unsheathe and swing the weapon in a fluid motion in repetition once more. Though this was something he had mastered already, it was always a good idea to practice the basics. Better to practice one skill one hundred times than one hundred skills one time, after, and this skill would build directly into the next one he intended to perfect. [Post 1] He held onto the scabbard, sliding one foot forward and eyeing the mannequin ahead of him. He quickly performed the Iaido and lopped off it's head. As the block of wood began to topple he followed through, stepping in and swinging the scabbard at the dummy as well, which slammed into the body and sent it sprawling to the ground a few meters away. Easy stuff for him after learning two chakra based attacks. [Post 2]
Twin Dragon Strike Rank: D :: Simple Description: Utilizing Iaido, the student of Tetsu no Ryu then follows up with a strike from his scabbard, utilizing the whole of his weapon, instead of just a single piece. This technique is generally utilized to catch an opponent unaware if they dodge the first stroke of the bladed weapon. [Learned]
Another skill based on the scabbard warranted Oga get used to attacking with the weapon in his off hand. He swung it, holding it backwards technically so as to be able to resheathe his weapon if he needed to on a dime. The attacks were basic swings, chops and stabs with the weapon. He made sure that the hilt of the blade wasn't involved in the attack at all, all scabbard entirely. [Post 1] Next, he mixed up the combination that he was doing, and instead of simply a scabbard attack, he turned and unsheathed the weapon right after in an Iaido. It didn't rely on the basic attack, instead just going in the reverse of the previous skill that was incredibly useful for mixing up opponents. [Post 2]
Twin Dragon Strike: Lightning Rank: D :: Simple Description: This technique does not rely on the utilization of Iaido, as it first strikes with the scabbard of the weapon, using the shock effect of being attacked with an improvised weapon, or the opening that follows an opponent’s dodge to follow the initial strike up with the actual bladed weapon. [Learned]
[STAGE 2 complete]
[Kaiser Fist]
Oga being an avide believer that every Shinobi needed to be in top shape would put down his katana near the area he would use for trining, using his basic stretching techniques he would warm up his body by running around the dojo a few times and doing push ups and sit ups, he hadn't trained any hand to hand combat in a while so he had to make sure that he would not harm himself in the process, the first technique was simple enough, it was just a hard punch. Oga would move back to the are where he had left his blade and make his way to the closest training dummy he could see, once in front of it Oga would get into a fighting stance and throw a punch at, hitting the mark spot on, apparently he still know how to throw a punch, it was a simple techniqu but he knew how useful it would be after learning the next one.
Heavy Punch Rank: E :: Training Description: All practitioners of The Kaiser Fist take pride in their powerful yet basic punches, both masters and beginners are no exception. Although it seems fundamental, practice and proper footing are needed to deliver a strong punch without recoil or offsetting. This is the first step toward developing that incredible raw power; throwing a punch with all of your might, while keeping yourself balanced. Confers a slight increase to the strength of physical techniques used while armored. [Learned]
This tech was one of the so called "Armours" that Oga had to learn from his chosen fighting style, it was the crude style called Kaiser Fist it was way more focused on elevating the physical speed and strength rather than fabulous forms and movements, Oga thought this style was quite perfect from him since speed and strength were going to help him so much while using his Odachi against other close ranged opponents, even though this particular technique would only help him not get tired in battle and that was a beatiful thing for a Samurai, knowing this was an armour Oga knew it would be complicated but it was not his first rodeo with such a technique. [Post 1] Oga had trained on how to focus chakra into his blade before to help it be sharpened or even for the chakra to take the forsm of other weapons, so in theory it would be almost the same just this time he would have to focus his chakra around his body It was not as simple as Oga thought though, maybe he was not focusing hard enough, he obeviously had things in his mind, was it Naomi's shapes or was it Moody's a**? Probably both of those things, regardless it was making it hard for him to clear his mind and focus the chakra around his body, Oga would close his eyes and try one more time before actually trying to jog around the dojo more times to clean his mind, Now with his eyes closed Oga would try one more time, touching his chakra pool and... Nothing. [Post 2] Oga was anuble to focus hard enough, picking his sorry broken pieces from the ground, Oga would start jogging around the Dojo once again, jogging always hlped him clear his mind from anything, he was a Samurai, he should have any demoralizing thoughts going over his mnd right, only thoughts about becoming stronger for his borthers and clans sake, he knew his brother would be dissapointed in him not being able to master such an easy technique that only involved enveloping himself in chakra, he looked at the others in the Dojo training super and and he now knew that if he was not be able to do this he wouldn't be able to grow stronger and represent his clan, Oga was possibly ready to try again, jogging to the last spot he was training at he would start breating slowly and close his eyes, focusing his chakra and dispelling it from his points all around his body, Oga would open his eyes and notice that he was not feeling tired anymore and he could see the armour around his body. [Post 3]
Stimulating Armor Rank: C :: Armor Description: A basic Armor technique developed by an old master of the style which allowed his students to maintain their potential for an extended period. In a sense, it mimics the technique Raiton no Yoroi, though on much a lower level. Rather than increasing the abilities of the user, it prevents them from becoming exhausted. While active, the user's strength and fortitude cannot be reduced below normal levels. It should also be noted that there is no noticeable physical difference while this technique is active. Lasts for four posts. [Learned]
[STAGE 1 complete]
Oga had made some progress, making it past the first stage of the style without actually harming himself which was very surprising for someone as braindead as he was, Oga had never thought of the defensive side, always thinking that the greatest defense was a great offense nd always going in head first into combat without meaning this particular technique was perfect someone as hard headed as he was, this technique was basically a head butt from the heavens, Oga could tell that if used with the armours it would such a devastating ability that it could easily kill someone if they were unaware of his intentions and reacted slowly and if not killed it could easily leave someone dazed, it could also obviously back fire towards the user too but that was the whole reason Oga was down here making sure to train. [Post 1] Oga would start rotating his head a few times and also moving his shooulders up and down making sure to loosen up those neck muscles, he knew this technique would leave him with a headache tomorrow but it was going to be all worth it in the end, Oga would make his way towards the training dummy he punched earlier and extend his hands to hold the shoulders of it, standing a little taller than the dummy making it perfect for the technique, Oga would look down into the nonexisting eyes of the dummy and woundup his head back a bit before thrusting it forward towards the dummy's own head, clashing them both with a thud sound, nothing more and nothing less, Oga was left a bit dazed after it meaning he had done it wrong somehow. [Post 2] Did Oga fail once again or was this meant to happen, it had seemed like the dummy took less damage than Oga had, Oga was not sure if he need to pratice it more or if the true destructive power would come when he had mastered more armours from the Kaiser Fist style, the only one he was able to use for now only allowed him to stay in battle without getting tired or feeling fatigued so it would not come in hand for using it for brute strength and speed. Preparing himself to break the Dummy Oga once again extended his reach to the Dummy's fake shoulders and cocked his head back wards one more time getting ready to hit the dummy as hard as he could, thrusting his head forward as fast and as powerful as he could making the thud sound once again but this time it was way louder and it actually felt like if the dummy was a real person it would have dazed them a little bit, Oga himseld was not at all dizzy, surprisingly or maybe he was he couldn't really tell at the moment. [Post 3]
Kaiser Crown Rank: X :: Simple Description: The practitioner will thrust their head at the opponent at a slight downward angle with great force and speed. Direct collision is enough to crack boulders and bones without much recoil. Against harder materials, if not protected by an Armor technique, the practitioner will likely become dazed or completely stunned. If used while armored, this technique gains a slight increase to strength per rank. [Learned]
After taking a little brak Oga's body had colled off so he had to get warmed up again, running a few laps around the dojo were not really going to cut it for him this time, he could feel a few muscles pushing and he knew he had to get some stretches going, after 15 minutes of stretching he would move back to the are he had picked to train in. [Post 1] Picking up the scroll of the next technique he was about to learn, it was was something called "Sudden Straight" from what he could see most of the techniques he had picled were very simple ones but he also knew these were very devastating blows if he ever happened to hit someone while he was using the chakra armour. This technique was another punch almost like one he had learned bit earlier but this one was a punch going downward, Oga would then stretch his punching arm a bit bofore he was to take on the technique. [Post 2] After stretching his arm and being sure he would not pull a muscle or anything that would make him suddenly stop all the training he would quickly skim over the technique one more time, doing that he would then get into his fighting pose, Oga would throw a feint high punch and then turn his arm his arm in such a way that he would hit the dummy on the top of it's fake head, this was quite a simple technique that Oga got done quite quickly. [Post 3]
Crumbling Overhead Rank: X :: Simple Description: The practitioner “feints” a high straight punch, while actually turning their arm in such a way as to drop a powerful blow onto the top of the opponent’s head instead. Reduces an unarmored opponent's fortitude by one descriptive rank per this technique's rank for two posts. [Learned]
Oga was very satisfied with how the training was going to far, everything was looking great and he was learning things quite fast even though he was more of a weapon user and not really used to ever putting thought into hand to hand comabt but it seems that all the body training he done through the following of the Bushido had paid up in more ways than he though. Reaching out for the next scroll that contained another technique. [Post 1] Oga would quietly read through it, it was a technique called Sudden Straight and was the most complex technique that Oga was about to learn for now, it seemed to be a mixture of brute force and the use of chakra, something that Oga was not really happy about, reading the technique a few more times and putting the scroll on on the floor, Oga would ready himself by getting into his usual fighting stance and then go for the straight towards the dummy's head but nothing different seemed to happen. [Post 2] Oga was not sure what he did wrong, the power was all there in the punch but the speed that was described to come with the chakra wasn't there at all, maybe he did not focus well enough which was a normal thing coming from Oga, the only thing that wold be able to keep him focused would be the styles he would learning with his sword. Getting ready once again Oga would close his eyes and picture the chakra going to his right hand and then open his eyes to quickly go for another straight punch to the dummy's face, this time the punch was way more faster and powerful, it seemed he was able to acomplish another technique. [Post 3]
Sudden Straight Rank: X :: Complex Description: After sending a surge of chakra through their arm, the practitioner is able to deliver a swift and precise straight punch to the target. Because of the chakra boost, the strike is quick enough to completely surprise most unprepared or inexperienced opponents, while still maintaining that standard meaty power. Speed is increased mildly per rank.
[STAGE 2 Complete]
After Oga was finally done with his training he would look around for a small fountain where he could refresh himself. After taking some big gulps of water he would scavenge the back Kanzaki had brought with them to find himself a set of Samurai armor. "So do you have any idea what or who we will be facing in our mission?" Oga would ask the fellow Genin who had carried him from the ever healing hands of Naomi.
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Senkei returned from thje Observance with somewhat renewed vigor, andw as pleasantly surprised to see that oga had begun his training with the blades, and with lightning, which she had the opposite element to. Kanzaki was also present, but she was mostly focused on her friend, the only one she really had. She called out at the end of his training, actually glad to see his natural sword aptitude was up to par. "Shark. That was impressive," she would remark approaching him and taking a seat by the fountain on the floor, one leg pulled up to her chest, the other balancing the weapon on her leg with only her had to level it out. "Been a long day, and I could use something to relax, if you catch my drift. Have you heard from Sal? He graduated with us... doubt he got busted. He doesn't turn up soon, I'll be quite nonplussed," she commented.
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THE BAG OF STUFF FROM THE ARMORY WAS FULL OF SAWDUST AND LIES."Don't thank me. I'm just a messenger."So once they both got to it they sort of all ended up in the place, by sheer coincidence. Amazing. He was sort of sitting there chilling, taking a sip from his small gourd or whatever it was he had on his profile. I'm not checking right now. But there was whiskey in there, and just a taste loosened him up. He lit up a cigarette when Oga returned."Come what may."He'd let that be the end of it. Tripod walkers. Airships. Dragons. Whale Demon Things. He'd been through enough, so some snappily named group of idiots wasn't really high on his list to give a s**t about. He just had to play this role of his, and continue his mission that had failed so spectacularly in his last life. Kya sort of showed up-- look I'm miffed, so this post isn't exorbitant or verbose."I ain't your mom. Don't gotta use code. Half the class did it. Wait, that weird blonde kid? Yeah, where is he?"
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Village KonohagakurexxxxxTitle GeninxxxxxRankDxxxxx Current Chakra 265 / 265xxxxxCurrent Stamina 255 / 255xxxxx Active Techniques:xxxxxxxxxxEnergy Recovery (-): [ - / - ]
Personal Attributes: • Professional Drinker: Recovery of chakra (not stamina) via 'Resting' at twice the normal rate while drinking alcohol. • Flame Proficiency: Katon [ Fire ] ninjutsu cost [50%] less chakra to perform. Class Reductions: ○ Bukijutsu Class • Learn Bukijutsu techniques one [1] post faster. xxxxx•Mystic Hero: Ninjutsu techniques through held weapon [ D Rank ] xxxxx•Mystic Hero: Can use physical bukijutsu techniques to negate ninjutsu techniques [ E - D Rank ] ○ Bloodline Class • Learn Uchiha techniques one [1] post faster. xxxxx•Thoroughbred: Maximum Chakra/Stamina Increase xxxxx•Thoroughbred: 5 Chakra/Stamina Uchiha technique cost reduction [ D Rank ]
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Oga was incredibly surprised at the compliment from Kya. "I have stayed too long from my blade, I'll regain my path from now on." He indeed had stayed far from his sword, even going into unknown territory with all the jutsu training he did and even contacting with new people even if it was a nice change of pace Oga did prefer the silence that the steel brought to his small bubble of a world, it was the way he lived a comfortable life he wanted, maybe he should even find himself to pledge as Shogun, that would surely help him keep the Bushido to his life. Hearing what Kya had to say, he knew exactly what he meant. "I've asked myself the same question. I have no bloody idea where Sal has been hiding... I wouldn't be surprised if that lazy did get busted." Apparently, Kanzaki also knew what she was talking, it was a well known thing around the class, also he did not know what they were going up against. "I see you're in the same boat as we all are... Makes sense after all." He couldn't say that he was not feeling worried because he was, but it was more of feeling anxious being his first mission after all and specially since he was sure they would be divided into squads, it would only be logical they would be put into squads of people they knew, trust could be life or death in the field after all.
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Kya looked to Kanzaki when he spoke, regarding him very bluntly. "Twas not for you that I "used code." Language is the progenitor of society, and it would be a breach of my personal moral code to numb linguistics by referring to the act of smoking as such everytime I did it." She looked away from him, back at the back side of her Gunbai. She almost scoffed at Oga's assertion that he strayed from his npath for too long. She regarded him with her usual level of tact: "Well, sharkboy, our is a world where people cause explosions at will. Swinging a sword, or a fan in my case, will only take us so far. Further, you have no idea how strong these... UHV guys really are. Better safe than sorry. In fact... signs say this mission could easily be the last one we go out on... Sal better turn up soon..." she trailed off.
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"Pretty much. Even if I did know, Lanny said I couldn't say anythi-- oh that's cool just interrupt me."Kya had to berate him over saying things. The verbosity of it all. Could just say what she meant if the code wasn't for his sake. But, he was not the sort of character to get into holier than thou arguments all the time over literally everything everyone said ever. There was enough to that in every walk of life. Kanzaki would just relax his shoulders and take another drag from his coffin nail, more than confident he'd survive this mission. Heck, they all would, since it was only recon or... some other crap. It'd be an easy time in the field."Y'all can go out like chumps if you want. Fact of the matter is, we only have one job as Genin: shut up and do what we're told."Another swig was downed from his flask before he put that away, sorta staring off as he thought about all the events he'd been through already, which ended in failure, and now being amongst the lower tier yet again, only to hear the same tired speculation of the nature of life and death. Only that that awaited you was Bleach RP anyway, so naturally they'd be scared.
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Konoha Registration #379615709
Village KonohagakurexxxxxTitle GeninxxxxxRankDxxxxx Current Chakra 265 / 265xxxxxCurrent Stamina 255 / 255xxxxx Active Techniques:xxxxxxxxxxEnergy Recovery (-): [ - / - ]
Personal Attributes: • Professional Drinker: Recovery of chakra (not stamina) via 'Resting' at twice the normal rate while drinking alcohol. • Flame Proficiency: Katon [ Fire ] ninjutsu cost [50%] less chakra to perform. Class Reductions: ○ Bukijutsu Class • Learn Bukijutsu techniques one [1] post faster. xxxxx•Mystic Hero: Ninjutsu techniques through held weapon [ D Rank ] xxxxx•Mystic Hero: Can use physical bukijutsu techniques to negate ninjutsu techniques [ E - D Rank ] ○ Bloodline Class • Learn Uchiha techniques one [1] post faster. xxxxx•Thoroughbred: Maximum Chakra/Stamina Increase xxxxx•Thoroughbred: 5 Chakra/Stamina Uchiha technique cost reduction [ D Rank ]
Stumbling into the dojo, Chet couldn't really discern where he was. He only knew he was in a building filled with vicous zombies. Another one of his bad trips. Reality becomes very maliable once you addict your brain the chemicals. The zombies went for the gennin with voracity fit for the undead. He ducked and rolled from their swipes. A rack of swords were waiting for him to be used against the imaginary enemies. He picked up the chair instead. "CHOKE ON IT!" He shouted before swinging the chair at the zombie's heads. His above human strength being enough to knock their heads off. The chair, however could only take so much and ended up being a small stick in his hand. [Drunk Dropper]
A zombie caught him off guard and threw him to the ground immediately throwing it's body on top of Chet. He quickly executed what is probably one of the most complex taijutsu techniques to date. He started flailing his arms around like a spoiled child who was denied what he wanted in the super market by his single mother. His fists decimating the zombie's head with the braces he had on. [Fallen Drunk]
Getting the zombie off of him, Chet braced himself before another zombie tackled him. This time he managed to keep his ground. Whispering to the zombie he sang "So don't you open up that window" He sang as chakra swelled up in his head. "DON'T YOU LET OUT THE ANTIDOTE!" Chet pulled back his head and smashed it against the zombie's head. The impact was strong enough to destroy the zombie's weakened bone and muscle. Chet wiped his face from the imaginary zombie goo. Licking a little bit to see what it tasted like. "Too much sauce."
Another zombie flung itself at Chet. Sending more chakra to his head he flung his head back and exploded another zombie head with his own. The dizziness was beginning to set in. "BRING ME MORE MEN!" He shouted raising his arms in defiance to the evil zombies.
A zombie grabbed Chet from behind. It bit his throat. His mind generating pain that didn't exist. Chet screamed in agony and threw the zombie on the ground with his shoulder. Gathering more chakra in his head the gennin dropped his head onto the zombie causing an enormous splatter. "YOU ********!" He shouted holding onto the imaginary bite. bright red blood stained his hand. [Headbutt]
The rush of zombies just wouldn't stop and everything spun now. Since everything was part of Chet's hallucination the zombies spun together with Chet's world. As if they were in a whirlpool together. A zombie was spinning towards Chet, but he managed to kick the zombie's knee before it fell on him. Breaking the zombie's leg in the process. It dropped on the floor and started crawling towards him. [Crazy Legs]
The spinning slowed down giving the zombies more control over their balance. They all rushed at Chet again. The wound on his neck starting to become unbearable. A zombie swiped at him and the gennin stumbled out of it's direction. regaining his balance quickly after. Another zombie swiped at Chet again from behind. Chet was caught off guard again. This time he stumbled out of it's path, but fell to the ground. He quickly got back up on his feet. [Stumble]
"SLAP TIME!" He announced gathering chakra in the palm of his hands. Zombie after zombie was decimated by the mighty slaps of Chet Oni known as Yung Yokai by his peers. The zombies in the back were in awe.
The boy would proceed to slap even more of them. Slowly he weeded the zombies in the room out. "SUCK ON THESE BOOOOOI!" He shouted as he continued his rampage. Some of the zombies in the back look scared now.
Chet was no longer defending himself from the zombies. He was no on the offensive. "YEEEEEEEAAAAH BOOOOOI!" He shouted as he slapped the soul out of the fleeing zombies. Gore completely covering the gennin's body.
"HHAAHHAHAAHA!! RUN YOU ********!" Chet had gotten himself really into the moment slapping the life out of the zombies. People in the dojo watched in awe as a crazed man battled against the imaginary while using real jutsus. After the final zombie was slapped the gennin stood there panting. Reality setting in ******** I lost my training dummies. Chet mumbled as he took out a rolled joint and smoked for a while. Slowly things started getting hazy. "Need more buzz." He mumbled drinking some sake out of the bong on his back. Slowly the zombies began to manifest themselves. "Aaaaay it's ya booooooi." Getting up He raised his leg in the air and sent it down in a straight line towards a zombie's head. Completely annihilating it's head in the process. [Axe Kick]
Chet was still taking the fight to the zombies. The closest zombie to him recieved a powerful downward elbow to the head. It wasn't enough to destroy the zombie's brain, but it made the zombie's head propell down. Chet followed suit with a powerful blow to it's face. Denting it. [Tsuruhashihijishou [ Pickaxe Elbow]
A faster zombie rushed at Chet. Before making contact Chet raised up his knee landing a powerful blow to the zombie's stomach. This created a crater in the undead's body. "See ya." With a punch, Chet sent the zombie flying. [Shoushitsu [ Rising Knee ]
A zombie creeped up behind Chet and grabbed both of his arms holding him in place. "WHAT THE ********? YOU GUYS CAN THINK NOW?" He shouted in terror. Another zombie approached him from the front. "BIIIIIIIRL!" Chet shouted as he used his strength to get his arms free completely pulling the zombie's arms out of their sockets. Once free he slammed his palm into the face of the zombie who was in front of him. It's face exploding in glorious fashion. [Hourakushou [ Cave-in Palm ]
The zombies stopped. "What happened?" Chet asked them while his body swayed back and forth. "You think you're too good for me? You lousy a** zambies!" Hunching over, Chet took the Dangerou Lean pose. Waiting for what ever the zombies had planned with their new gained intelligence. Two zombies rushed him. The dangerous pose was perfect for counter attacking direct attacks especially from dumb zombies. "Or are they still dumb?" Chet asked himself as he sent a punch straight into one of the zombie's jaw and then spin kicking the other. Both flying away from him. The boy maintained the pose. He could feel himself slipping though. It was very difficult maintaining a fixed position while being drunk. The zombies tried him again. The rushed him and this time he jumped in the air and knocked both of their heads off with one clean swoop. "BOOYAH!" [Dangerous Lean]
Chet continued fighting the zombies with a mix of techniques he had been practicing to break the habit of nothingness that had consumed his days. The zombies slowly ceasing to be entertainment. Suddenly he lands a punch which he feels both in his mind and reality.
A gennin like himself covers his face with his right hand to contain the blood from his nose from spilling. "You b*****d!" The ninja cursed irritated by the drunken slob ruining the peace in his dojo. "Leave you a**!" To Chet his face kept changing between a zombie and human. He kept rubbing his eyes to truly understand what was happening. "ZOMBIES DON'T TALK!" Chet shouted before charging the guy with insane attacks.
The gennin tried dodging as best as he could, but Chet was too unpredictable and fast to keep up. His plan instead was to launch a counter attack to keep the drunk b*****d from attacking. Grabbing hold of Chet's right arm the gennin pulled it lifted it and then twisted it. Chet didn't even groan in pain. His body instantly spun together with his arm releasing himself from the gennin;s grip.
"NUT PUNCH!" Chet shouted on the floor before delivering a deadly blow to the gennin's balls. More people in the dojo were watching now, but not in curiosity. They all had scowls on their faces. Even drunk Chet could see that. "Oh I'm sorry..." He said before sucker punching the gennin in the face and knocking him out. "Is he your friend?" He asked with an evil grin.
The people in the room slowly approached Chet both armed and unarmed. The gennin instead of panicking began dancing on his own. The people who wanted to beat the living hell out of Chet all looked at each other in confusion. "He's insane." Someone said. Chet's eyes opened and looked directly at the person that questioned his sanity.
The boy dashed towards the offender and attacked him with a barrage of chakra filled slaps. After he was unconscious the rest would soon feel the sweet taste of woop a** in their faces. In the end the boy stood alone in the dojo. His mind clearing up. He poured himself some more sake and drank immediately. Being sober was a big no no. [Drunken Tango]
Chet laid down on his back feeling something strange stirring up inside of him that he just couldn't quite put his finger on. "Am I hungry?" He asked himself. "No, no I ate that zombie leg. Impossible. But I am a big man." He reminded himself with a look of comprehension. The ceiling was very cool from that angle. Like an infinite tunnel he was going through.
Chet didn't even notice how more ninjas were converging around him. Or maybe he did, but was too smashed to care. Being a narrator for this man is very annoying. The ninjas were just about to jump the drunk b*****d when he lifted hia arm in the air and announced. "WAIT!" They all stopped. Sitting up straight he looked around at his new enemies and asked. "You guys threw a surprise party just for me? Because I became I gennin? Man. This s**t got me ******** up." Chet actually started crying a little bit.
"This guy's lost his- Gah!" One of the ninjas in the little mob didn't get to finish. Chet flew at the guy with an insanely fast punch launching him at the group with a bleeding nose. The rest rushed at the newly made gennin. They just couldn't get hold of the slippery b*****d. "HAHAHAHAHAA" He mocked them all laughing insanely as they tried, but failed to take him down.
Whenever one managed to get a hold of Chet he'd spin his body around and throw the ninja on to the group. He kicked and punched them away for as long as he could. But little by little he felt his breathing getting heavier and punches getting slower. "You ******** are worse than the zombies." He tried joking, but it obvious in his tone that exhaustion was setting in.
"We got you now ********!" A ninja shouted grabbing both his arms from behind. The others proceeded to barrage the gennin with a series of blows. "You like that you ******** freak?" One of them asked him panting. Spitting blood at his face, Chet replied "My mom beat me harder than you pansies hahaha." The ninja's face grew red.
Before he landed another punch on Chet's face the boy's stomach rumbled. He could feel something stirring inside. He remembered how it had been bothering him earlier. "Ooooooh. Now I get it." He said to himself. The ninja he had taunted earlier scowled in his ignorance. "What do you mean?! Speak!" He landed another blow at Chet's stomach. "Thanks." Chet mumbled. "For what?" The other ninja asked. A jet of vomit flew out of Chet's mouth at his aggressor. The man screamed in agony with his eyes on fire. The shinboi holding Chet slightly release his grip. Chet booked it. [Rancid Breath]
