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 Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 8:34 am
The Sand Ninja Academy is the top ninja school in all of Wind Country. Students from all over come in the hopes of becoming a full fledge ninja. But the Path of the Shinobi is not easy. In order to pass to the rank of genin, one must do the following:
1. Learn elemental manipulation
2. Learn 3 Ninjutsus or 3 Genjutsus
3. Learn the first stage of a Sand Village Taijutsu style.
Once these requirements are completed report to your kage and he will administer a small test. Good luck and make the Sand Village Proud
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 3:26 pm
Rina walked into the classroom then yelled. "HIIIIII!!!" She blinked as she looks around. "No one's here. Oh wow! I got here first!!! HOORAY!!!" She jumped up and down happily, then had an evil smirk. She took the eraser, made sure it had chalk powder, then adjusted the door and placed the eraser on top of it to fall on the next person to walk in. She then took all the chalk she could find in the classroom, and threw them out of the window. She finally took her sword, then cut the legs of the teacher's chair so that when the teacher sat on it, the teacher would fall down. She did the same with the other students chair, then sat down on hers and looked as innocent as she could.
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 1:32 pm
With a soft swish of wind, a lone boy swung though the open window. Rather than taking a glance at the class seated nearby, or even before he introduced himself. The first thing the boy did upon entering the room, was to take a look at the door. Preferably the top half of the door, right where the edge met the wall. Sighing softly as his eyes caught the object they were searching for, the small black eraser loaded to the brim with chalk, the boy shook his head. "One of these classes. Eh?" Rather than saying anything else, the boy crossed the floor to the teachers desk. A slight frown playing upon his lips. "You know, after getting bombarded by pranksters like you, the teachers around here tend to use the windows more often. You should have marked all of the entry ways with traps. You might have gotten me then..." As he finished his sentence, the boy slid into his seat. "That is why you prankster's will never get m-" Just before he could finish speaking, the boy felt his chair slip out from under him. Collapsing into a dusty heap of wood and nails with the boy trapped within. "Oh. That one was certainly new. I give you an A for originality...."
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 1:34 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 1:42 pm
Rina just smiled innocently as if saying she didn't do anything as she kept herself from laughing at the boy. "Hello, my name is Rina. Whats yours?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 1:58 pm
"Sakura Shimaru. But people call me Akura..." The dusty pile of wood muttered in a strained voice. Nothing seemed to happen for a short moment, before, with a soft sigh. Akura, from within the wood, propelled his left arm up though the top section of the debris in an open palmed strike. The small pieces of wood being pushed away just enough for Akura to slowly slither his way out of the wood and into the freedom of the classroom air. "I liked that chair too..." Rather than turning back to Rina, Akura simply motioned for the girl to follow after him. Crossing the classroom, Akura slid open the doors, catching the eraser in his right hand before he threw it behind his back, the eraser landing perfectly back into its original position upon his desk as if no one had touched it at all. "Come, if you wish to learn. We have a bit of work to do..." Stopping at the door as he waited for Rina to follow him, Akura smiled. This was going to be fun....
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 2:04 pm
Rina stood up and followed him, skipping along the way. "So your gonna be my teacher?! Hooray!! I get a cutie to teach me!!!"
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 7:32 pm
Shiro walked into the room, " Wow. look at all the people here!" He said as his eyes scanned the room, stopping on the girl jumping up and down.
((note the girl is rina))
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 7:56 pm
Rina blinked as she looked at Shiro. She then smiled. "Hi!!! I'm Rina. It seems the teach is gonna take us somewhere else to learn." She then waited for Akura to lead the way.
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 5:30 pm
Akura simply smirked as he motioned for Rina and the new child to follow after him. A devious gleam in his eye as he led the pair of students farther into the academy. Eventually, after a twisting maze of endless hallways leading deeper and deeper into the depths of the academy, he stopped at a small janitors office, looking back for Rina and Shiro with a soft smile. Hoping they had followed close behind, he began to speak. "Well, here we are. Where the work begins. Rina, seeming as you took such pride in ruining near every chair within that room. With the help of the shinobi within here, you will help rebuild every last one." As he finished speaking, Akura pushed open the door to the small office. Three large men looking up from their work with hard eyes, all groaned in unison. "Another one?! Why do you always torture us with the annoying ones?"
Akura laughed heartily, waving to the janitors with a sly grin set upon his face. "Well, you see. Normally, I get rid of them just to make teaching easier. But, this one is a bit on the small side. I think she needs to work a bit. Develop her strength. I am afraid my teaching may break her in half if I do not take this precaution..." Two of the janitors simply sighed, looking back at their work without a second glance at Akura or the child. But the final simply glared. "Always with the excuses Akura..." The final janitor, an elderly male, muttered in deep tones. "Fine, she can help us with the work she so easily made for us. But if she acts up, I am locking her in the closet with the others!" As he spoke, the elderly man jutted an extended thumb at a nearby door, a entirely serious glare reflecting in his darkened eyes.
"Whatever floats your boat grandpa..." Akura muttered, dismissing the man with a wave as he turned to leave. "Shiro, come with me. We will begin your training outside. Rina, you may join us when you finish if you wish to. Or better yet. If you can. I hear that closet is quite hard to escape from..." Akura slowly walked away, expecting Shiro to follow after him, of course, if the boy wanted to stay cooped up in the basement all day. It was fine with Akura, less work for him. "Meet me outside whenever you wish..." Akura called back as he stepped out of a nearby door, disappearing outside as he waited for Shiro.
"Child! Don't stand there with the door wide open. Come in! Come in!" The elderly man exclaimed, both his, and the two other janitor's moods enlightening greatly as they welcomed Rina into the room. "Don't worry about Akura." The shortest of the three men said in a cool tone. "He is just overworked. Did the same thing to my son even! The nerve of that child is beyond me!" All three of the janitors laughed with deep chuckles. The eldest cutting short in order to speak once more. "I tell you what. If you work hard. I will only make you replace three of those chairs. We can get the rest done easily enough. Just don't tell Akura we let you off easily!" Waving toward the tool bench next to him, the elderly man pulled forward a stool for Rina to stand upon. With a welcoming grin, the old man began to work. Waiting for the young child to join him.
(Three posts of working, just build a chair....
At least three sentences each.
Though I would enjoy more.
In fact, I would recommend more.
But it is up to you.)
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 7:47 pm
Rina blinked and smiled and bowed. "I'm really sorry about the chairs, I just figured it would be fun to see people fall. And thank you for treating me so nice." She then sat on the stool, feeling excited about making chairs. She first examined on how they did the chairs, then did her best to copy them. "By the way, why is it so bad being locked in a closest? I actually think it would be kinda fun. All dark and enclosed. It would be like sleeping in a coffin like a vampire!!!"
(I really don't know how to make a chair.)
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Posted: Thu Jan 07, 2010 12:10 am
(Actually Death.
Nobody is in the classroom.
Like.
At all...
lol, and that is fine Time.
I really don't mind.
Just two more posts.)
"Bah, it is fine lass. I just wish I could have seen Akura's face as he fell. Did he see it coming?" The elderly man chuckled, a small sparkle of joy showing in his sunken eyes. Looking over at the closet with a sly grin, the old man pointed his thumb at the door. "That closet, well. We just have always told Akura that we put troubling kids in there. Poor kid believed us. In fact, if you were to open that closet. We have turned it into a small little bedroom. Makes working long hours easier. A bit comforting. Far from scary. Though the vampire does tend to bite..." The elderly man's statement caused the other two janitors to join in in with his laughter. Taking the first of three chairs out of Rina's way, the elderly man placed more wood in front of her. "Just two more, you are doing just fine." Laughing once more, the old man poked Rina's left arm. "Feeling stronger yet?" Grinning like a child as he moved back to his chair, the elderly man returned to work, hammering nails into the wood as if he had done it his entire life.
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