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 Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2014 1:04 am
Sword Applying For: Samehada (Since Ave's offering it up as a chance, I'll be taking it. Also, Note: Avedis has gone on Hiatus for a moment, he said he will be back soon.)
Knowledge of Sword: Samehada (鮫肌; Literally meaning "Shark Skin") is a large living sword comparable in size to the Kubikiribōchō. It is described as "the most terrifying of all the Seven Swordsmen's blades". At the tip of Samehada's handle is a small skull. Its actual "edge" is covered in scales, which causes it to inflict shredding or shaving damage rather than cutting what it comes into contact with. The effect is similar to a shark's skin, hence its name. While it ordinarily remains rigid, Samehada is able to stretch and bend to a great extent, allowing it to be used like a flail. Samehada grows larger from the chakra it absorbs, [when it exceeds its wrapped chakra pool max] its scales becoming longer resembling shark fins and its mouth, located at the tip of the blade, becoming more pronounced. Although, when it is fully grown it becomes almost impossible to carry around normally. Samehada's chakra must be drained in one way or another to Keeping Samehada wrapped in bandages inhibits this growth.
RPC Sample using the Sword:
'' Whew, you know you can go at it with eating, jeeze.. '' Having been exhausting himself throughout the day with training to wield the great demon eater blade; Indra had began to actually notice it was not just devouring the chakra of those within the mission he ran, but of he himself as well. Holding it by the handle, he had noticed the blade became fond and taken a liking to his chakra as if it were of the greatest delicacy. Perhaps it was, the sword wiggled enough for it, and it definitely showed an extreme care to the point it followed him when he did leave it standing against a tree. The blade was living, and it was more of a pet than an actual weapon. Capable of doing harm to just about anything, and devouring all that stood in its way. Looking down at the unexpected victims, he had noticed the enemy still fidgeting.'' Well, looks like you've got a meal you've left unfinished my friend. Have a taste, go on. '' The blade lifted and slammed against the torso of the fallen ninja, and gently brought back in order to carve open his body through the means of cutting; chakra stripped from his body with each pull as the blade began to motion around and feast upon the very essence of his enemy. By the time it was over, it was a bloody husk; in which he traveled onward as if it were a normal day with the wrapped creature on his back.
iSage-Naruto497 May wanna add me on the list btw xD
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Posted: Thu Feb 13, 2020 7:00 am
Sword Applying For: Nuibari
Knowledge of Sword: The sword is essentially a massive needle often paired with mirroring thread at the eye like loop at its hilt. It's notably used to puncture targets and attach them to other objects opponents. A rather simplistic weapon which limits are only defined by the imagination of its user.
RPC Sample using the Sword:
Deep within the deep fog; four enemy combatants continued to attempt to navigate their way though. Hidden within the forest enveloped in fog was threads, wrapped low around the trunks of the trees. The pattern making in intricate web; every few feet dangled a small bell designed to not only distract the combatants but alert the hunter to their position. The sudden and aggressive moments of the combatants would suddenly come to a stop as a figure stepped out from the cover of the mist.
"It would seem that you men are hard of hearing. I told you to turn back. If you continue the outcome won't be in your favo-"
She would be cut short as a one of the men would throw three shurikien in the direction of the figure. All three would appear as through thrown perfectly but at the last minute have there direction slightly alter. One of the men would begin to speak.
"Where's here for the weapo-"
He would in turn be squired as the needle like blade quickly pierced through the his admen and off into the trees. The other three would begin to look around hearing the screams and bells as.
"I don't like being interrupted. And as the rest of you are still here I assume you also have no intentions of leaving."
Once again the needle like blade would be thrown like a javelin barreling through the air quickly leaving a silk like trail behind it as it almost seemed to move with a mind of its own. For the men it would seem like an eternity but in actuality was only seconds to create a spider like web surround them.
What is this is?
One of the mean would shout as clones would began to step out of the fog all holding a thin strand with gave off a light glitter effect as they pulled them tightly simultaneously. The strings when tugged by the clones would snap branches smaller branches they hand been entangled on, turning the stunning spider web the men had been surrounded by into a steel cocoon; binding them tightly. Issako would finally get close enough for the men to see her face as she would hold Nuibari blade in her hand and a handful of mirrored thread. She would push the blade into the ground holding the thread in her hand as she formed a hand seal with her free hand and closes her eyes.
"This sword belongs to Flaming Tigris of the Mist."
The thread would suddenly erupt into a deep blue flames quickly running to the cocoon setting the men trapped within a blaze bright enough to be seen through the fog accompanied by the screams of the combatents.
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Posted: Thu Feb 13, 2020 11:09 am
Yukiko Masaki Sword Applying For: Nuibari
Knowledge of Sword: The sword is essentially a massive needle often paired with mirroring thread at the eye like loop at its hilt. It's notably used to puncture targets and attach them to other objects opponents. A rather simplistic weapon which limits are only defined by the imagination of its user.
RPC Sample using the Sword:
Deep within the deep fog; four enemy combatants continued to attempt to navigate their way though. Hidden within the forest enveloped in fog was threads, wrapped low around the trunks of the trees. The pattern making in intricate web; every few feet dangled a small bell designed to not only distract the combatants but alert the hunter to their position. The sudden and aggressive moments of the combatants would suddenly come to a stop as a figure stepped out from the cover of the mist.
"It would seem that you men are hard of hearing. I told you to turn back. If you continue the outcome won't be in your favo-"
She would be cut short as a one of the men would throw three shurikien in the direction of the figure. All three would appear as through thrown perfectly but at the last minute have there direction slightly alter. One of the men would begin to speak.
"Where's here for the weapo-"
He would in turn be squired as the needle like blade quickly pierced through the his admen and off into the trees. The other three would begin to look around hearing the screams and bells as.
"I don't like being interrupted. And as the rest of you are still here I assume you also have no intentions of leaving."
Once again the needle like blade would be thrown like a javelin barreling through the air quickly leaving a silk like trail behind it as it almost seemed to move with a mind of its own. For the men it would seem like an eternity but in actuality was only seconds to create a spider like web surround them.
What is this is?
One of the mean would shout as clones would began to step out of the fog all holding a thin strand with gave off a light glitter effect as they pulled them tightly simultaneously. The strings when tugged by the clones would snap branches smaller branches they hand been entangled on, turning the stunning spider web the men had been surrounded by into a steel cocoon; binding them tightly. Issako would finally get close enough for the men to see her face as she would hold Nuibari blade in her hand and a handful of mirrored thread. She would push the blade into the ground holding the thread in her hand as she formed a hand seal with her free hand and closes her eyes.
"This sword belongs to Flaming Tigris of the Mist."
The thread would suddenly erupt into a deep blue flames quickly running to the cocoon setting the men trapped within a blaze bright enough to be seen through the fog accompanied by the screams of the combatents. approved!
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