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Temperature: 79 degrees Fahreinheit
Weather: Clear skies and a frequent breeze, though storm clouds are approaching (five posts)
Enviroment:

A rather simple and run down village, abandoened years ago after a drought. Very few plant life in the surrounding area, just empty plains. The wooden buildings are pretty fragile, only capable of supporting 150lbs before collasping under the weight. A stone fountain still manages to spit a steady stream of water, indicating an underground pipeline and water source.

[I appoligize in advance for not posting my actual profile here, for not using my posting format, and for relatively short posts. I have to post from my phone for the majority of the time, and it is not really meant for data in the first place. So please, be patient. I will try to be as descriptive and literate as my phone allows. Now, below is my link to my profile, which is located toward the bottom of the page.]
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Deil arrived at the village dumbfounded. He had been told to try and gain allegiance from this village, but it was completely abandoned. He shed his coat and put it in his backpack because the humidity was starting to get to him. He was left with his chains and wifebeater adorning his torso, and his baggy pants and combat boots on legs. He continued to survay the village even though it looked loke his search would be fruitless.

[Yay! DM scenario! Before I post, have you notice that Rock Lee has the weight of a car strapped to each leg, but his kicks don`t send people flying and that he can jump on tree branches without them snapping? I wonder if the weight is only applied to those things touching the inside part of the weights...]
Deil came across the body, and his natual instinct was to find cover in case the person struck at him. He jumped and backflipped onto the backside of a roof, only to have it crunch then collapse under his weight and send him rolling through the wall below and into the street. He popped up from the roll into a ready-stance, and kept his eyes and ears peeled for trouble. Wow, so smooth. LOOK BEFORE YOU LEAP, IDIOT! He shook his head for a split second, and paid his full attention to the situation.

[lul, Cobra has to remind me of that constantly. I like using physics too much in my RP. Also, although nobody told me (probably because I was the most active in my group), I realized a couple month ago I was using Deil in a way that made him smarter than his attributes allow. So, although it`s somewhat frustrating, I`ve changed his fighting and reasoning to fit his atttribute mechanics. I like making my RPC`s and roleplay as real as possible.]
At the loud noise, Deil crossed his arms in front of his face and rolled backward to avoid an incoming attack. He sprung back up like before and gazed into the eyes of the stranger. What`s up with those eyes? I`ve seen a picture like them but... I don`t know what they are. Deil jumped back as the house caved in, and that leap put distance between him and the smoke.However, the two houses he landed between limited his vision and movement, so he struck out with both arms and caused them to buckle into the ground. His surroundings cleared, he waited to see what would happen next.

[metaphysics? As in deciding how an object will "randomly" follow a path as it falls, or something like that?]
Deil wearily eyed the figured that walked in front of him, and could feel the breeze of the imminent storm. He preferred not to be in this curious set of circumstances, since he hated thunderstorms. His bones radiated a dull throb of discomfort as they felt the encroaching electrical charge. Deil has some questions, and decided to go with the most obvious. "Who are you?" he asked, and he kept his stance so that he may move at a moment`s notice. His exposed arms and tight wifebeater gave away his most obvious attributes, and that was that he was undoubtably a specialist in hand-to-hand combat. His opponent, on the other hand, posed himself as quite the enigma. At least I know he`s not an assassin. He wouldn`t be so flashy if he was he thought.

[What walls? He just knocked the two closest houses down, and you blew a lot of the other houses up.
Yeah, I really think that the sharingan's warping technique should be the only thing allowed to do that. On black holes, weren't you the one that made a technique that generates one?]

[Yeah, 2 RP posts ago, he landed in a street/alley between two houses. On the next to last sentence, he smashed the walls closest to him of the two adjacent houses and effectively leveled them. So now, instead of an alleyway between two houses, it`s a path between two piles of rubble.
You can't create a black hole with even all the matter of earth. A "black hole" is just a ball of completely collapsed atoms. The reason it absorbs all light is that gravity decreases the further something is from the matter generating it. So, a collapsed sun can absorb light because the compressed matter doesn`t lose much of it`s pull due to distance, and the "black hole" then makes an inescapable gravity field once something enters its Event Horizon. The earth, when fully compressed, makes a ball the size of a golf ball, but it would only bend light, not trap it. It would probably take something several times the size of earth to come anywhere close to doing what the jutsu says it does. It's litteraly impossible for someone to generate enough chakra to summon an object large enough to shrink into an operational black hole and then collapse it. Then you have to explain how the black hole would not crush the Earth and add its mass to the black hole, effectively ending the RP.]

[Easy. Figure out the amount of heat created per chakra unit consumed, and then use that to figure out (heat per chakra point) X (heat of a supernova) = your body explodes from chakra build-up. your body wouldn`t be able to contain that much concentrated chakra, much less have or use it.]
Deil heard the tell-tale whitsle of shuriken, and saw their glinting forms as they entered his vicinity. By reflex, his arm smacked the shuriken out of the air. The chains tightly wrapped and bound to his forearms protected him from injuring it. In that moment of distraction, however, he had lost track of his opponent. He picked up one of the foundation cinder blocks of a nearby once-house-now-rubble-pile, and chucked it with great force at row of demolished and weakened houses which , by pure coincidence, happened to be right next to his opponent. The projectile blasted through each of the "houses", sending rubble everywhere for a good 20 yards of each structure until it finally exited the vicinity of the village and rolled to a stop. The projectile never hit his foe, and the flying rubble wouldn't do anything more that bruise his opponent if it hit, but he had succeeded in demolishing many hiding places and maybe his foe. He regained his stance and observed his surroundings in silence.