Reaver Senimaru Jounin[x][x][x][x]Feudal Japan [[x][x]↽╼┬┬┬╾↝⌤↜╼┬┬┬╾⇁ [x][x]﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏ SPD: ( 108 ) | STR: ( 15 ) | DEF: ( 10 ) INT: ( 195 ) | RSV: ( 20 ) | SPR: ( 102 ) [x][x]PERC: ( 33 ) | RACT: ( 36 ) [x][x]﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋ "Well then.. Nasty baked goods wandering about such an out of the way village? You would think with the population here that such issues would have been resolved already." Reaver says aloud as he sighs and slowly strolls into Feudal Tokyo while looking around the area with a casual look of sheer disapproval upon his pale features. His hands adjusting the suit he wears before one hand raises to push his long blonde hair out of his face. "May as well deal with the problem myself then, if no one else is really putting in the effort." He says with a roll of his shoulders as he casually draws what appears to be a syringe from the inside of his suit's inner pocket and slides the needle into his neck just at the collar. The immediate disease surging through his system forcing his body to enhance with a sudden boost of additional speed. He tapped his foot casually against the ground a couple times before immediately dashing forwards into the village itself and forming a series of handseals as he does so. Immediately a large surge of poison mist would erupt from his body and begin swarming into the village itself. Sweeping through the streets of the village that he was around and effecting both the gingerbread men that were attacking as well as anyone else unlucky enough to inhale the poison that he was emitting. Of course this poison was not simply poison, but it is also threaded with diseases of his own choice creation. Reaver casually slid to a stop as the gingerbread men around him as well as some of the unlucky civilians would begin to fall to the ground from combined efforts of the poison and disease. Each gingerbread man that fell, immediately exploding and causing two additional gingerbread nearby to die before the poison and disease managed to kill them off. Reaver clicks his tongue a moment as he turns his attention to the building that a good number of people had fled into when this attack had started. "Knock. Knock! Anyone home? It seems someone released some sort of mist into the area! Mind letting me in before these nasty, nasty, cookie men get me too?" Reaver says with a slight smirk forming across his lips as he casually taps the wall beside a window of the building the shinobi and civilians had fled into.
401 x 1.7 = 681.7 Words Total PASSIVES - Poison = Disease ( Passive: Grants access to the Doku clan techniques at x2 the cost to learn. | Poison is treated as Disease. ) - Poison Immunity ( Passive: Immune to Poison Damage )
Gingerbread men killed: 27 (And some civilians, Oops)
ACTIONS - Viral Influence I ( Applies Speed+105 as Disease application | Cost: 2625 Chakra per post active. ) - Disease Jutsu Modification ( Add 1 Custom Clan Disease to jutsu used at +105 additional effectiveness. Effectiveness chosen on declaration | Cost: 2625 Chakra per post. ) - Poison Mist Skill - 1500 Chakra ( Applies Poison | 112 Damage, per post inside gas, or for one post after exiting Gas. Gas lasts for 2 Posts ) + Disease 3: Rabies ( Opponent's Spirit -26, Opponent's Resolve -26 | Opponent's Chakra drained at 52.25 per post | Opponent's Health is damaged by 17.5 + 105 per post )
'What the hell is going on with the shinobi world' Was a remark that resonated with Raelyn as her eye catches a glimpse of the waves of cookie men attacking villagers with bits of candy cane used as swords and spears. There were those in the mix that appeared a bit 'less baked' and a bit swollen and doughy. The tomoe in her eyes swirl as her Sharingan takes on its final form while she stares hard in the direction of the cookies. "I am so tired of these constant assaults without a rest... the black armored Shinobi in Hidden Katana, the turkeys... and now cookies..." She revs up her Imperial Broadsword, before drawing the katana on her hip. "I do not even like gingerbread." She kicks off the ground flashing out of sight for everyone watching her, before she reappeared slashing though two of the underbaked cookies with either sword. This amazingly caused them to burst apart and destroying the two cookie soldiers alongside them. That was six of them, but there was so many more of them in the village. A single hand seal and there were suddenly five more of the young Uchiha swordswoman. Blood leaking from the corner of each of their left eyes as black flames erupt around six more underbaked gingerbreads causing them to explode into dough and shrapnel of cookie to eliminate even more of their own allies. Raelyn had now killed twenty-four of these baked assassins now showing signs of slowing their assault in the direction that the same force that was Raelyn had taken to... still she wondered how Taimat and Rikraa faired with her sword technique that merged Kenjutsu with the dragon's fire. Ideas spring into her head as she has enough to ponder the words of her friend. They had to survive, as she owed the Dorogan swordswoman a set of armor, like hers, as well as wanting to show off her broadsword's customization even further.
Tiamat Doragon Chuunin[x][x][x][x]Hidden Heaven [[x][x]↽╼┬┬┬╾↝⌤↜╼┬┬┬╾⇁ [x][x]﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏ SPD: ( 57 ) | STR: ( 30 ) | DEF: ( 15 ) INT: ( 37 ) | RSV: ( 37 ) | SPR: ( 07 ) [x][x]PERC: ( 37 ) | RACT: ( 47 ) [x][x]﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋ It was just a constant fight over and over again, although she did not dislike the continuous combat that seemed to be filling every village over and over again like it was for the last few days. Of course it also meant that she could not find time to actually gain any fond memories with her new friend, which was certainly a letdown. Tiamat would dash forwards down the alley where the gingerbread before her were coming from as she drew her weapon from it's sheath in an instant once again cleaving the first four gingerbread men that she came across in half before turning and sweeping her blade as another black fire halberd launches forwards to kill the next chunk of enemies as well, each enemy exploding as they die and immediately killing the ones that were beside them. As well, Rikraa immediately releasing a breath of flame across an additional incoming group of gingerbread men in order to kill these as well, making them explode and defeat additional ones that were in their grouping as well. She was still ready to keep taking these things out until this new invasion was put to an end.
579 x 2.5 = 1447.5 + 9 = 1456.5 Words Total
GINGERBREAD KILLED: 33+21 = 54 total ACTIVE - Draconic Flame: Chakra Affinity ( +51 to Fire Techniques | Fire becomes Pure Chakra | Cost: Ax25 + Jutsu )
ACTIONS Rikraa - Fire Breath ( 56+51 Fire Damage | 53 Speed ) 3 gingerbread men dead + 6 Explosions = 9 Dead
The young Sanada had lost sight of her friend and her wyvern, as they got split up once more fighting the cookie assassins. Her clones all burst after their last use of Amaterasu, it was stop gap to prevent the Uchiha from straining her eyes or risking her life through the overuse of the clan techniques. Her hands still gripping the dual swords she had crafted and personalized. Flames spit off the Imperial Broadsword as that chainsaw like blade rotates at highspeed. In her other hand; Raijin has lightning crackling up her blade. The young swordswoman kicks off the ground as she rushed through the street as she grit her teeth, "I would like it if we could have just five minutes without some sort of disaster!" Her lighting enhanced blade cracks and suddenly becomes more whip like as she uses it to strike the evil cookie army down with some range. Her feet sliding across the ground as she comes to a stop while cutting through more cookies with the broadsword. Cookie remnants showering over the swordswoman as she just buys time for the villages to get away. Her movements are fluid, and she wastes no effort in powering through each attack. "Aaahh~!" Her crimson eyes glance up to the rest the invading forces... they were thinning out now, and for good reason, between the drake, and two swordswomen.
◤ Vega, for some reason the blind swordsmen was sitting, feeling the nice breeze on his face, letting the wind rush an guide him, only till his nose felt a tingle, a strange unknown scent was near, something different then he smelt before. Standing up now, the male was looking, his nose shifting an pointing around towards where the scent was, getting stronger, more potent. Coming to a stop, the male soon was finding what or who, the strange scent was coming from, unaware of the fact, it was gingerbread cookies, an they seemed to have been quite small an sweet smelling. Not wanting to make a mess, the male sighed, shaking his head, only before letting out a deep breath, crouching down an finger flicking the cookies around him, smashing into their little chest, smashing holes into them, hoping it would be good enough to break an destroy em
He's blind..◢
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The next few moments went in a blur of sounds and vibrations. Brielle did her best to usher as many citizens as possible into the building, calling out to the scrambling, panicked crowd to mostly-deaf ears. They seemed to know where to go, in any case. The gingerbread throng pushed in on all sides; Brielle could heard the soft sounds of ginger footsteps on cobble, the constant pounding of peppermint candy against flesh, the wet sounds of blood hitting stone as the innocent fell beneath their holiday assault.
More Shinobi were appearing to join the fight, all taking on the swarm in their own way. Brielle could hear the drawing of various weapons, feel the flaring of chakra… and hear the hiss of some sort of gas. She did not initially recognize the sound, though its nature was revealed with the hacking coughs of those unlucky enough to be near the source, one of the shinobi who had appeared to join the fight, though his true intentions remained unclear.
All the citizens Brielle was capable of fitting into the building were inside, and Brielle stood in the door as the source of the fumes approached, asking for entry in a disturbingly-polite voice. The notion angered Brielle immediately, a righteous white fire flaring to life in her heart.
”You are Shinobi! You are honor-bound to defend these people! Go now and do your duty!”
As she finished her command, one which she doubted would be heeded by one such as this, She brushed past him, covering her mouth and nose with her tattered and soot-stained cloak and entering the fog.
While the fog had been lethal to many of the citizens, it had destroyed gingerbread men as well. The bodies of both laid lifeless around her as she advanced through the streets. Many terrified eyes watched the divine knight through windows as she advanced through the streets, the only survivors of the dual assault of ginger and disease.
As she left the city streets, the gas thinned enough for her to breath comfortably. She looked back at the devastation behind her with blind eyes, sensing the slowly-fading heat of the now-dead innocent. She clenched her jaw in impotent rage, feelings of anger washing over her. Each one of these people, each life ended was a broken vow. She was duty-bound to protect, and she had failed.
Her blade fell to her side, the tip resting on cobble.
Hax swirled around in a flourish as he danced. "Tripping the light fantastic as they say~" he says joyfully as though he had not a care in the world. Fighting these gingerbread men and having them explode in their gooey, confetti like manner was quite delightful. "L'Allegro! L'Allegro! Oh Milton you would simply delight in this." He lops the head off of one, causing it to explode and the inevitable chain reaction of two more exploding their disgusting doughy contents all over the place. Walls, streets, windows, light posts, power poles, garbage cans. Nothing spared from the pastry gore splattering everywhere. All the while Hax simply finding this to be quite amusing. The man suddenly leaps up in the manner of a marionette and does a fancy little back flip and lands en point on a fence post. "Oh, my my my. Such a messy little dance floor. Ah well, it is quite a hoot anyway." He licks his blade clean of the gingerbread dough and giggles with amusement. The giddy noises he makes draws more attention from the gingerbread men. "Oh? You still want to play? I suppose there's still time left on my busy schedule. Let us dance the night away!"
Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2023 1:22 pm
Tiamat Doragon Jounin / Anbu[x][x][x][x]Hidden Heaven [[x][x]↽╼┬┬┬╾↝⌤↜╼┬┬┬╾⇁ RikraaSPD: ( 87 ) STR: ( 10 ) DEF: ( 65 ) INT: ( 69 ) RES: ( 69 ) SPR: ( 40 ) [x][x]﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏ SPD: ( 82 ) | STR: ( 50 ) | DEF: ( 25 ) INT: ( 62 ) | RSV: ( 62 ) | SPR: ( 07 ) [x][x]PERC: ( 62 ) | RACT: ( 72 ) [x][x]﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋ It was rather quick and painless for her and Rikraa, fighting through the remaining Gingerbread men that had invaded this area until there were none left was no simple task that was for sure. Of course now that the last few had fallen with no others appearing to take their place, Tiamat slowly rose to stand and slowly slide her katana back into it's sheath for the final time hopefully for a little while at least. Her golden hues scanning over the area that she was in before locking onto the alley way that she had run down and immediately set her path to head back the way she had come. Rikraa following closely along behind her as she slowly scanned the chaos before locking onto her friend who was finishing up their own fighting as well. Dashing back over to Raelyn, she rose a hand to wave and get her friend's attention before returning her own to the area around them. Thankfully the damage that everyone had suffered was a lot less than what it would have been if they had not been here. "It looks like they're all defeated now! Not really as useful as that crazy turkey invasion.. But at least the kids look happy?" She says with a light smile as she gestures to a child who was scooping up pieces of a dead gingerbread man and shoveling them into their pockets to the point of overflowing.
Masao enters a building quickly once he sees the strange gas begin to fill the streets. He did not know what it was, but he got a clear feeling that it was not anything good. From inside the building through the window he sees a shinobi walk through the streets, the gas appearing to emanate from him. He has no idea what it is, but he waits it out inside the building. From another building nearby he can hear the young woman he had met shouting at the man in the street, about the duty and honor of shinobi. Something about the man’s voice and mannerisms made it clear to him that this man was likely not one that cared about duty and honor. He continues to watch the gas in the street and wait in the building.
Post Word Count: 138 x 2.7 = 359 Words Total Word Bank: 359 Words
Total Word Count: 5,513 + 359 = 5,872 Words
Posted: Sun Jan 15, 2023 1:56 pm
Reaver Senimaru Jounin[x][x][x][x]Feudal Japan [[x][x]↽╼┬┬┬╾↝⌤↜╼┬┬┬╾⇁ [x][x]﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏ SPD: ( 113 ) | STR: ( 15 ) | DEF: ( 10 ) INT: ( 213 ) | RSV: ( 20 ) | SPR: ( 111 ) [x][x]PERC: ( 116.5 ) | RACT: ( 114.75 ) [x][x]﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋ Reaver's gaze casually fell upon the heavily armored female that had begun to yell at him with damning words about being a Shinobi and being honor bound to protect the people. Of course he was doing exactly that, so it was a curious thing to scream about right? "Oh my! Have you not noticed? Those terrible invaders are now all dead! Done and gone thanks to my intelligent use of honor-bound defense and skill as a Shinobi!" He says as the grin across his face only widens and twists a little more, before he raises a hand to push the long blonde hair he had behind an ear and then turns his attention back onto the building he was standing outside of that he had requested entrance into They did not appear all too willing to allow him inside though which was a real shame that they had not immediately allowed his entrance per his requests. Even a male appeared to step back out and begin twirling around as if they had been fighting something, which was interesting since the invasion of the gingerbread men were all done and gone at this point. He rolled his shoulders slightly before raising a hand and casually tapping a metal clawed finger upon the glass a few times. He would then casually trail that same finger in a circle and carve a circle about a little wider than his hand in size in the glass before poking it out with the same finger he was using. At this point the poison mist that he had spread throughout the village was already wavering and fading away with the air itself but that did not stop him from placing his hand through the glass as a soft pink fog would spread from his suit cuff and begin filling the area on the inside. It was nothing too dangerous, just a hallucinogen-based poison with a bit of disease built right in. Something fun to spread into the building itself and send those within rushing back out into the village and the carnage that lay around due to the application of his poison only a short few moments before.
362 x 2.7 = 977.4 Words Total
Chakra: 113,100 | 102,025
PASSIVES - Poison = Disease ( Passive: Grants access to the Doku clan techniques at x2 the cost to learn. | Poison is treated as Disease. ) - Poison Immunity ( Passive: Immune to Poison Damage )
ACTIONS - Hallucinogen - 1500 Chakra ( 218 vs Opponent's Mental Defense: Opponent's Reaction -10 ) One of the more powerful techniques created by the clan. Through combining a special drug with a few of their normal ingredients, a Doku clan member can release a gas that if inhaled causes the opponent to actually begin hallucinating. The world would seem to be spinning, and certain colors would stand out more then normal, as well as people and things distorting before their very eyes. - Disease Jutsu Modification ( Add 1 Custom Clan Disease to jutsu used at +113 additional effectiveness. | Cost: 2825 Chakra per post. ) = Conjunctivitis ( Opponent's Intelligence -71, Resolve -70 )
Raelyn lets out a sigh of relief as the last of the cookies crumble under the weight of her, and her friends, assault against them. Her lavender eyes fall onto Tiamat as she spoke of the cookie remains being less useful, outside making the children happy. "I mean... that is useful then?" She lets out a playful laugh as she tenderly leans up her friend, and fellow swordswoman. Her eyes tenderly close as she listens to the sounds of the village around them. Those happy children cheering as they make their way with the spoils, while parents are trying to call to those sugar addled young ones. A soft smile crossing the female, Uchiha's face before she corrects herself and lets out a shy chuckle, "Sorry, all these constant threats have me beat. Guess there is no rest for a hero though. Well... lets find a school and train! Hearing about how you came up with your style has given me a ton of confidence and ideas~!" the amount of energy that Raelyn shows seems to match the excitement of the children despite what she said about being beat mere moments ago.
[ Perception: 15 | Reaction: 32.5 ]
Word Count: 12,442 + 192 [x1.5 Interaction: 288] = 12,730
Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2023 12:11 pm
Tiamat Doragon Jounin / Anbu[x][x][x][x]Hidden Heaven [[x][x]↽╼┬┬┬╾↝⌤↜╼┬┬┬╾⇁ RikraaSPD: ( 87 ) STR: ( 10 ) DEF: ( 65 ) INT: ( 69 ) RES: ( 69 ) SPR: ( 40 ) [x][x]﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏ SPD: ( 82 ) | STR: ( 50 ) | DEF: ( 25 ) INT: ( 62 ) | RSV: ( 62 ) | SPR: ( 07 ) [x][x]PERC: ( 62 ) | RACT: ( 72 ) [x][x]﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋ "You're right though, kids being happy is definitely a good thing." She says with a smile as she watches a few more children grab some pieces of gingerbread and run off into the now quickly becoming busy streets once again. "Absolutely! I'm sure there are plenty of good places that we can go into and learn some decent fighting or sword styles in. Maybe I can even show you a thing or two about my own sword style, so maybe you can invent your own variation!" She says with a rather excited look coming across her face while glancing around in order to see if there were any good training areas right off the bat that they could use. She was not entirely sure what type of Kenjutsu that she wanted to learn at this time so it did not really matter exactly where they went but it would be nice to end up somewhere that was not jam packed full of people. "Let me know if you see a place that looks like somewhere good to learn or train. With the attacks ending, it should be picking up and becoming a lot more lively any time now. There's already a lot of people coming out to help clean this place up at least." She says before beginning to walk down the streets once again, hopefully they would come across a good place soon so that they can get some normal training in rather than actual combat.
Raelyn smiled softly as she teased the hilt of the sword, Raijin, sitting on her left hip, “I have a few variations that play off of my clan abilities, and the fact that I have two swords.” Her left forearm resting on Raijin’s hilt as she begins to work, “I need to work on my speed, so maybe Hiten Mitsurugi?” Her ideas were to fuse the Uchiha’s black flames into her own release, and sword style, as well as using the Kamui ability of her eyes as well. Come to thing of it… had she ever told Tiamat that she was Uchiha? Typically introducing herself as her family name, and from Hidden Craftsman. The teen girl shrugged the idea off as she walks passed a ramen stand and hears her belly rumble at the smell of that lovely broth, “Why not stop for a bite to eat? I can not remember the last time I had time for a proper meal.” It was a joke, but there was also some small truth in it… what with all the recent assaults that have plagued the world. Her indigo gaze still watching the kids of the village as happy as can be with the cookie shards. “We make a great team, if I saw so myself.” Raelyn stretched a bit as she looked to her friend and her partner dragon, “…anyway. A quick bite then we can go see the Hiten Misturugi.”
[ Perception: 15 | Reaction: 32.5 ]
Word Count: 12,730 + 240 [x2.5 Interaction: 600] = 13,330
