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LV. 2
Experience: (43/150)
Hp: 20
Cp: 16
MHp: 20
Resting posts must be 4 lines long +1 hp/cp/mhp

Looking around the area for a moment, makoto started to wonder about the small building in the distance. Approaching it regulary, he looked around it for a while before he smiled to himself. Nodding to himself at it's outside serviceable condition, makoto keep his ninja shoes on as he opened the worn down doors and looked around the dojo for a moment. it was like a piece of history of the village, an old dojo that may have seen usage once. Sighing for a moment about the depressing atmosphere the dojo gave off, makoto nodded his head and made it official. He was going to train here from now on, but he needed to do a lot of things first... starting with the usual.

A few hours after of cleaning the dojo, makoto smiled to himself to himself as the dojo looked like it could go back into serve once more. In all honesty, this is what he was doing to the dojo. He was trying to breath a new life into the dojo, he was going to call his home away from home. looking around the dojo, he saw a lot of things he could do... but first, his training.

LV. 2
Experience: (43/150)
Hp: 17/20
Cp: 16
MHp: 20
Resting posts must be 4 lines long +1 hp/cp/mhp

After a couple of punches to the tree, makoto’s knuckles started to act up again and blood was starting to drop from his hand. Dang… this tree was like punching metal, what was this tree made of anyway? Looking back at the tree for a moment to explain the off wooden effects, makoto finally had the answers he was looking for. Of course it was like punching metal, because he was punching metal… more into detail, he was punching the handles of the metal kunai’s that were grown into the tree.

Checking his hands to see if they got any scrapes or cuts on them, Makoto sighed in happy relief that it didn’t do that at all. In fact, he was not even scratched or infected with anything… this was a bonus but still he needed to move to another tree, this one was full of iron that may hurt him in the future. Sighing to himself as he started to shake his hands again to remove the pain from his mind, makoto was ready to try out another tree… hopefully without any metal this time.


Strength Training
punching trees with 10 pound weights
DC: 10 + str(0): 10
Formula: d20 + str (0)
Successes:1/10
Posts:2

LV. 2
Experience: (43/150)
Hp: 15/20
Cp: 16
MHp: 20
Resting posts must be 4 lines long +1 hp/cp/mhp

This was not helping him at all… was his hands too damage to carry on? Or was it the fact that he had reached another tree with metal bits in it? He didn’t like this at all but he had to give the last person who was here props, because he or she really did love their kunias to be left in trees. If they were inside then he would have found a better use for them, but they were rusting away inside of a tree… unable to fulfill their purpose. But suddenly he came to a realization, kunais in trees… maybe he could salvage them for future use?

This was just an idea of course, but he had more issues to take care of at late. His hands were still bloodied up from his punches against the wood, thankfully there was a stream nearby. Approaching the stream, makoto took the weights off before he placed his hands in the stream and started to wash the blood off his hands. It was sticky and dark red by this point, but his hands were clear after a few minutes later. Shaking his head again, makoto placed the weights back on his hands before he returned to the tree… maybe a different angle this time.


Strength Training
punching trees with 10 pound weights
DC: 10 + str(0): 10
Formula: d20 + str (0)
Successes:3/10
Posts:4

LV. 2
Experience: (43/150)
Hp: 13/20
Cp: 16
MHp: 20
Resting posts must be 4 lines long +1 hp/cp/mhp

Shaking his fists in front of him again, makoto took a few good and deep breaths before he started boxing the tree again. He was going to ignore the pain he was going to feel and just simply started to attack the tree the way he saw fit, the weights were feeling abit better for him but the punching of the tree was not going so well at all. He was still punching metal in the tree, this was something he was really hoping to completely avoid. Sadly it was not one of them things that could be avoided; this tree was a dud full of metal items in it… best if he stopped now when he was this ahead. Pulling back his hands and returning to the stream, makoto removed the weights as he placed his hands in the cold stream near the house. Washing the blood off his hands now, makoto could only help but rest.

Soaking his hands in the water for a moment, makoto sighed to himself before he started thinking about any place that would be safe enough to train his strength. Sighing heavily now, makoto realized that some of the trees around here were bad with the metal inside of them. He was going to have to find trees that didn’t have metal inside of them that hurt his fists, but he was really not in the mood to do that at the moment. Pulling his hands out of the water, he looked over at the weights and started to look at them for anything off. So far they were clean with his blood on them, nothing to life threatening.


Strength Training
punching trees with 10 pound weights
DC: 10 + str(0): 10
Formula: d20 + str (0)
Successes:4/10
Posts:6

LV. 2
Experience: (43/150)
Hp: 13/20
Cp: 16
MHp: 20
Resting posts must be 4 lines long +1 hp/cp/mhp

Punching the air, makoto started to feel like something was wrong with him… like the energy that he had inside of him to not quit was slowly disappearing. Continuing to punch the air with this disregard of the tiredness, makoto started to feel slightly dizzy. Stopping with his training, makoto looked at his hands. It was as he had feared; his hands were coated in blood… his blood. Gritting his teeth at the fact that his hands were covered in blood now, makoto finally decided that it was time to try out training without the weights.

Removing the straps from his hands, makoto removed his weights that were now blood stained and tainted with whatever they had on them. Tossing the weights aside like they were just cursed items or something, makoto took a deep breath in as he decided that it was time to fight through the pain. He was not going to really care anymore about the pain he was in, but more to the point, he was more interested about the end results of the training. This was not a thing to be taken lightly to him, once he had his mind set up; he was really ready and determined to continue this training. Punching the air for a moment, he felt as if the training was getting better… like the weights were actually hindering him after all this training.


Strength Training
punching trees with 10 pound weights
DC: 10 + str(0): 10
Formula: d20 + str (0)
Successes:6/10
Posts:8

LV. 2
Experience: (43/150)
Hp: 13/20
Cp: 16
MHp: 20
Resting posts must be 4 lines long +1 hp/cp/mhp

Nodding to himself, he finally decided that he was going to try something stupid… pushups. It was a good training exercise that he was willing to do but he was not sure what he could get out of it but strength. Knowledge was also part of the reward of training, because not much of anything could be learned if you always took things the hard way. In a way… that is what he wanted to do. He wanted it to be harder, to challenge his body to push the limits that he could possibly obtain. He wanted to be more, more than he was now, he wanted to be a swordsman of greatness… no. Makoto rejected this idea as he continued to punch and kick, he was this path before and the results that it lead too. Most died and only a few walked away from it for reason, but fewer made it past everything to become great… leaders of their own right.

But finally it was time, time for him to relax and recover what he had lost… his health. It was a very bad process to lose all that health that quickly, but the bleeding had not stopped nor did his dizziness. In fact, makoto could go so far as to say that the place was even haunted or cursed. But that was to cover up his failing that he had made, blood was the evidence to prove that he was training because he was weak. Thinking more on the subject of the weights and the dojo, he started to wonder if the rest of the stuff was haunted. “Hmmm… “hummed makoto as he was thinking on just that before letting out a sigh that said that he quit for now, luckily he was not going to die out here either. Letting his hands drop to his side before he made his way into town, dropping the weights in the creates with the others before heading back.


Strength Training
punching trees with 10 pound weights
DC: 10 + str(0): 10
Formula: d20 + str (0)
Successes:10/10
Posts:10

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