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kouri-chan_xx Vice Captain
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 Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 9:44 pm
Wild Music FestivalTheme song!
You fell asleep last night after yet another tiring day of shinobi training, or were you already on a grueling mission looking forward to going home? No matter, for in this world you are free of all your burdens. Nothing and no one can harm you, not even yourself. That's right, we have prepared a festival where all boundaries are stripped and you can do anything you please. All we ask is that you keep the peace - Tamaya will supervise the event, and he hasn't eaten in a very long while...
But no matter. Come one! Come all! Come to the Rangaku Matsuri! The one night where you can let loose. The one night where you can forget. The one night where you can go wild!
RPCs from all villages can come to this event. It's not strictly set in AU, but more of a deja vu kind of time, or in the time of dreams.
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The night festival is set in a forest village area, supervised and attended by an assortment of creatures. Kappas, tengus, goblins, dwarves, humans, serpent people, cats, dogs... you name it, they're there. Flame lanterns are arranged in a row along every path. Wild music emanates from midst of the festival as the musicians work themselves into a frenzy.
In the middle of the festival circle sits a huge drum, with a constant ring of revellers dancing around it. This drum is revered in the dreamworld and is rumoured to have mystical strengthening properties. You strike the drum, and in exchange for just a bit of easily recovered life essence, the drum will grant you strength.
Tamaya lies at the edge of the clearing, giving all drumbeaters a once over. It's a rule that everyone can only strike the drum once, one that Tamaya will not hesitate to enforce.
Event will last from 14/9/11-21/9/11
Drum Rules:
-Each RPC can only strike the drum once. If you do more than once, Tamaya will eat you and you lose all bonuses.
-Each RPC can only choose 1 reward to roll for (stats, skills, or exp). Please specify in your post.
-As always, no deleting posts.
-Have fun!
Stat Point Rewards
1-2: Academy
1-4: Genin
1-6: Chunin
1-8: Jonin/Kage
Skill Point Rewards
1d4 for all
Exp Rewards
1-20 * level exp [Put in the exp range. Do not roll a d20.]
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 9:45 pm
Festival Games
[coming soon]
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kouri-chan_xx Vice Captain
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PupSage generated a random number between
1 and 4 ...
4!
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2011 10:13 pm
[Rolling Stat Points for Masaraku. Putting all 4 in Dex]
Masaraku awoke in the strange land. Anthropomorphic creatures surrounded her as she walked to the end of a giant path. She admired the moonlight, and the way the flames seemed to reflect it just so. When she reached the paths end a strange person awaited her, motioning for her to strike a drum that laid before her. She was uneasy at first when she picked up the drumstick, but as she raised it and watched the crowds eyes all rested upon her frame, she eagerly brought the drumstick down with all her might.
The ear-shattering bellow of the drum nearly knocked her off of her feet as she stumbled and looked around at the cheering audience. What had just happened she would not know until the following day, but she liked it, whatever it was.
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Hoshigaki Hiru rolled 1 6-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Wed Sep 14, 2011 5:04 am
[Stat points: +1 Intelligence]
Hiru's eyes slowly opened, a bit suprised that his quarters on the Forbidden Island of Kirigakure had apparently transformed into some strange festival. Instead of his rather comfortable bed, he was now lying face down in the dirt as if he had passed out in drunken stupor. Navigating through a sea of strange colorful creatures, Hiru looked for a familiar face, perhaps yet too unsettled to fully appreciate the rythmic sounds of the gathering.
In the distance, he heard a loud drum bang which immediately caught his attention. Changing direction, he headed directly for the source of the sound, practically knocking down the people who stood in his path. When he finally got close enough, he noticed one of the genins from his village, his fellow Hoshigaki Masaraku. Judging from the fact that she was handing the stick back to Tamaya, she was apparently the one who had struck the drum and looked entranced, as if she had been filled with energy and inspiration.
Drawn to the instrument now more by curiosity than a form of fear, Hiru wanted his turn playing music for the festival. With a large sharp teethed smilae he prenseted his hand to Tamaya, implying he also wanted his chance to strike the drum. The organizer did not make him wait, handing it over to him immediately. With a powerful swing, Hiru struck the tense skin that covered the surface of the large drum with all his strength, making it resonate powerfully through the crowd and the dancers.
Now reassured and even starting to enjoy this strange masquerade, Hiru took the rest of the night to join the festivities and dance amongst the crowd.
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Posted: Wed Sep 14, 2011 11:22 am
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Majikal Mayhem generated a random number between
1 and 4 ...
4!
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Posted: Wed Sep 14, 2011 11:26 am
((Dex...))
Batsu had caught wind of this new sort of carnival from his sempai, Mayumi. All she knew about the event was that it had a lot of games and prizes available. He didn't too much care for games, but the fact that he could when prizes psyched him up. Yeah, the boy was greedy, in a sense, but didn't care about what others thought. It was none of his concern anyways.
Batsu entered the area where the festivities where and he was instantly greeted with a state of shock. Never before had he seen so much tomfoolery. Masks, animals, and humans abound and they where scattered everywhere. The young shinobi's head turned every which way and had no clue where to go.
In the midst of Batsu's confusion, a creature came from the boy's right side and tapped his shoulder. Needless to say that the scary male damn near screamed bloody murder and backed away from who -- or what-- ever this specimen was. The thing moaned and patted Batsu's shoulder and stuck his hand out, which was holding a drumstick. It looked as though he was offering it to Batsu... so he took a hold of it.
The human-esque being then led Batsu to a big drum thing and pointed at the stick then to the drum. It took Batsu no time at all to realize that he was asked to give the drum a whack. Meh... he didn't really want to, but if the creature was so adamant about leading him here then there must be some sort of significance. Well okay then...
Batsu twirled the drumstick in his hand then took a firm hold of it. With as much strength he had, Batsu swung at the drum.
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Stained Class King generated a random number between
1 and 2 ...
2!
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Posted: Wed Sep 14, 2011 2:07 pm
[ Rolling for Strength ]
The whole situation was immersed in confusion. Yae had no memory of the previous few moments except that she had closed her eyes. Now that they were open again she found herself in a completely different setting. Serenity had been replaced by the colorful silhouettes and feverishly-paced music of joyous celebration. The suddenness in which this chaos had presented itself was a bit too much for the young girl, and she began to panic. In a cold sweat she glanced to and fro amongst the festival. There was a rhythmic pounding deep in her chest; she feared it was her heart threatening to explode.
Yae opened her mouth to scream, but before she did relief had found its way to her. A much less dramatic sigh escaped her before she closed her mouth. Each thump seemed to soothe her, a source of calm amongst the anxiety. The thudding sensation, she now realized, was a nearby drum. Wiping sweat from her brow the kunoichi-in-training made her way toward the center of the festival's population. Timidly she made her way through the crowd, occasionally giving an annoyed glare to someone who had bumped into her, or who had been especially difficult to navigate past.
Without meaning to Yae pushed past the innermost revellers and into a small clearing between the drum and the encircling partygoers. She hesitated, then turned to go back, but the crowd pointed for her to turn yet again. Yae hadn't noticed it before, the being who loomed near the drum. Slowly she approached, glancing up at it with a frightened sort of expression. Before she could speak the entity handed her a drumstick. Trembling, her hands took hold of the stick. She held it above her head in a theatrical way before bringing it down on the drum. There was that familiar thud again, only this time it really had come from her. With a smile she handed the piece of wood back before rejoining the crowd. Hitting the drum had made her feel happy, intoxicated even.
I'm not sure why I can't wake up from this ridiculous dream, but I may as well enjoy it while it lasts. The girl wouldn't admit that she was now having fun, even to herself.
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NinjaSamurai360 generated a random number between
1 and 4 ...
1!
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Posted: Wed Sep 14, 2011 6:04 pm
佐 S a s 々 a k i 木
TAB
〈 T a k 隆 a s h i 〉 ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬  The dark sky above contrasts the flickering lights of the torches lit around the forest grounds. The many figures pass by, like shadows of their true selves, translucent against the backdrop of the fires. A boy awakens, crouching in the padangustasana pose atop a pillar of stone, one of many that blended into the tangle of trees surrounding the main drum area. His position baffled him, he hadn't ever seen such a pose before, let alone performed it, and how did he get atop the pillar?
"Wait a minute... how the hell I can I see myself in this pose?"
Takashi's mind snapped back to what he thought was reality. Somehow... he had seen himself, crouched in the padangustasana pose, which he didn't even know how he knew what that was. The boy found himself confused right of the bat, but a thought occurred to him. He closed his eyes...
"Holy s**t!"
He was looking at himself, like in an out of body experience. Takashi looked around, trying to find out where his body was, other than the one that was right in front of him. He couldn't see anything, no hands, no feet, it was like the projection of himself only had eyes and nothing else. He couldn't touch anything, but he could hear, smell, and see, as least as far as his actual body could. It seemed this forms range was limited to what his real eyes could see, but within that range he could see anything. It freaked the boy out, and just when he was beginning to panic...
Thuuuuuum...
Takashi opened his eyes.
He was back, looking out onto the scenery of the festival, atop the pillar in the padangustasana position... which as actually starting to cramp now. He stood up, finding that in this realm he had perfect balance. Takashi tried to remember how he had gotten to such a place, but for the life of him, he couldn't remember. The thought bewildered him, a world without boundaries or limits. Takashi attempted to test his theory when he jumped clear from the top of the pillar, front-flipped and landed square on the ground, strangely with no recoil from hitting the ground.
Thuuuuuum...
Takashi stood up and looked around, to find many different humanoid... things. It looked like there were goblins and elves and all kinds of mythological creatures, all of whom seemed to be translucent, as Takashi could swear he could see right through them when they walked in front of a light source. He walked around the festival setting, with its streamers and banners and flags, and finally came across a huge circular area of clearcut, with a large drum in the middle.
Thuuuuuum...
Takashi looked up to the center, to a boy who had just struck the drum with a large stick, and handed the stick back up to a strange woman seemingly floating above the drum. As soon as Takashi laid his eyes on the woman, she look directly at him, motioning with her hands for him to step forward. Takashi made his way through the crowd, apparently unaware that he was walking right through the other people in the area, mere apparitions of his imagination. The boy walked up to the platform that held the drum and grabbed the stick the woman held out to him.
Thuuuuuum...
With a powerful swing, Takashi struck the drum as hard as he could, creating a deep sound that resonated throughout the entire festival. The boy felt a strange feeling from deep within, like a power inside him had just been unlocked...
[Rolling for Con.]▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ❝| These eyes, which can see everything, could not save her. Now I must bear the burden of restoring my family’s honor, lest I become the dishonorable scum the Uchiha reduced them to. I will never bear the name Uchiha; I am a Sasaki. |❞
- Takashi Sasaki.
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NinjaSamurai360 generated a random number between
1 and 6 ...
6!
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Posted: Wed Sep 14, 2011 11:17 pm
R a i k e n
TAB
〈 K i e g o 〉 ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬  A deep, pounding sound resonated throughout the festival, and it opens the clear, white eyes of the Raiken. The man looks around, taking in his surroundings. Banners, streamers, and flags on lines jump from place to place on tall stone pillars scattered throughout what appeared to be a forest. The ground seemed to be littered with small patched of uncovered brick walkways, most likely laid long ago and slowly grown over by mother nature. Far off in the distance he can see a large clearing, with a huge object in the middle.
"What the heck is going on?"
Color. The man sees color, for the first time in about a decade. For so long he's grown accustomed to the electro-sensory vision his clan honored him with, all energy, no matter how small or hidden, shining in his eyes. From the electric pulses of the muscles in one's body, to the rays of sunlight that radiated his surroundings; but no color. Now was different. He couldn't see the electric pulses of passerbys' bodies. Fires did not appear as shining balls of light, but crackling, wisps of orange color. Kiego couldn't remember the last time he'd had an experience like this, only in his dreams did it occur, and he hadn't dreamed of color in ages. It was euphoric.
"This is incredible..."
Now Kiego noticed the attendees of the festival, goblins and ogres, fairies and imps, all assortments of fairytale creatures. Surely this wasn't reality; such things didn't exist. The man thought back and tried to remember exactly how he'd gotten there, but he couldn't explain it. Kiego thought of trying to investigate further, but he didn't want to ruin and good thing and spoil his fun; he savored seeing in color for the first time in a long while. As he walked among the people of the festival, he noticed that something wasn't quite right. As they passed between him and a source of light, he noticed they became almost transparent, completely see-through. It baffled him, but he didn't pay much attention, the man was too busy taking the whole experience in.
Kiego began to walk down the path towards the center area, and in his bewilderment almost bumped into someone. He was about to turn and apologize, but it appeared as if he'd walked right through the person, a mere apparition of his imagination. Now the man was even more confused, but a familiar face brought him back to earth. It was Takashi, a young boy from his village, ahead up on a platform with a large stick. It appeared as if he had just struck the object Kiego now recognized as a drum, and was about to greet the young boy when a woman appeared before him and presented Kiego with a stick. The man looked up, sure that this was the same one Takashi had just used, and sure enough Takashi was standing on the platform, empty-handed.
"For me? Oh, thank you, but I couldn't."
Kiego attempted to hand the stick back to the woman, for he didn't want to take that which was not his, nor act out of place, but the woman was already ahead of him at the platform, motioning for him to join her. The man walked forward up the drum, raised the stick high, and hit the drum with a relatively weak thump. Kiego wasn't particularly proud of the physical inferiority that came from his clan's genes, but something else preoccupied his mind. The man looked down and grasped at his stomach, feeling a strange sensation from deep inside.
[Rolling for Chk]▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ❝| This fate that befalls my clan will not deter our progress, it will only temper the steel of our mettle. |❞
- Kiego Raiken.
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Exodus Revel generated a random number between
1 and 2 ...
2!
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Posted: Thu Sep 15, 2011 6:14 am
 Tenshi was exhausted and before he knew it he was sleeping. For a moment he could hear drums. He couldn't see where the sound was coming from, but could hear it in the distance. He looked in the distance to see a light of some sort. Walking over to it, he noticed they were flame lanterns. The led to where he heard the sound of the drum, with people and creatures dancing all around it. At first he wasn't quite sure why he was dreaming this. It must be the sushi I ate before falling asleep.... I think I better stay away from it. Everything seemed real to him though, not like other dreams he was in.
The smell of food filled the air, the rapping of the drum reverberated around him. There was very little noise besides that surprisingly. Perhaps the party was just starting or ending? Or maybe the drum was filling his ears and couldn't hear what was going on around him. Someone handed him the large felt-tipped mallet. He walked over to the drum and hit it. With the sound his vision began to fade as he awoke from his slumber.
Random Number for Strength
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Qyp generated a random number between
1 and 2 ...
2!
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Posted: Thu Sep 15, 2011 10:20 pm
Mizuiro had been taking a nap in the Grove back in Kirigakure, when he had a strange dream, this dream was at a festival. He walked around and enjoyed the many games and activities. Like throwing balls at targets to knock them over for prizes, or making someone fall into a pool of water. But there was something interesting he spotted up ahead.
He saw people partying around a giant drum, which man a satisfyingly loud noise. He ran up into the circle and pushed through the crowd to get into the middle where people were dancing around the drum. He quickly looked around for the person that had the drum stick. He wanted to have a go!
He ran around, dancing a little, getting really into it actually. Then he saw the stick and snatched it from the person's hands. He then ran up to the drum and smacked it. When he did, he woke up... he felt quite refreshed for some reason, like he needed to for a run.
[Mizuiro Hoshigaki. +2 Dexterity]
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Keon Kamori generated a random number between
1 and 2 ...
2!
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Posted: Fri Sep 16, 2011 3:43 am
[+2 dexterity]
Keon's eyes opened to the beat of drums and the swirl of intoxicating music. He could feel himself waking but nt quite fully, his mind just couldn't grasp what was going on, he knew he went to sleep in a bed, but his bed was nowhere to be found. He just looked around and tried to figure out where he was. All he was able to get was that it was some sort of festival. "Well guess I might as well enjoy it."
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Qyp generated a random number between
1 and 2 ...
1!
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Posted: Fri Sep 16, 2011 4:08 am
[Doru Kotochi. Konoha. Intelligence +1.]
Doru wondered where he was, he was sure he was just walking down a street before, and now he was suddenly in a large festival. He wandered around the place intrigued and a little excited by this sudden turn of events. he noticed strange creatures, which was a little scary, for he never through they were real.
He then walked into a large crowd, who seemed to be partying a lot more then others, he also heard a loud drum doing an odd beat, as if random people were using it, and not really bothering to keep a good rhythm, but instead just keeping people awake, keeping people from being bored out of there minds. He liked it, and was wanting now to get into the centre of this crowd. What was more interesting is that even though he did feel like he was struggling to get through, at the same time people were helping him get through, as if he was meant to be there. He then came into the centre suddenly, as if coming out of a dark forest into sudden light. It was invigorating. The drum was in the centre of people dancing about around it, he was eager to get closer to it, to see for himself what it was that made people so happy being around this drum. He was then suddenly given a drumstick, by one of the creatures, and then it ran off giggling. Doru then was suddenly a little nervous, he wondered what was so funny, but then it could be just laughter of joy, and not laughing at him. He decided to just go for it now, he was here, and he might as well just hit thr drum once, yes, just once, that is all he needed to do. So he did it.
Doru was back in the street, and he wasn't even sure what the hell just happened. Was he day dreaming? He preferred not to dwell on what he just experienced, it was worth remembering, but not over thinking about. He then carried on walking to where he really needed to go.
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Over Yandere generated a random number between
1 and 2 ...
1!
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Posted: Tue Sep 20, 2011 3:28 pm
Inechi Shironaegi  Hp: 27/27 Cp: 15/15 MHp: 27/27 [Inechi Shironaegi, Academy student of Konoha, Statpoint: +1 Wisdom] The last thing that Shiro could remember was sleeping soundly in his bed after a hard day's work. At the current moment he appeared to be at a festival in a strange land populated by demons and beasts of legend. One other detail tugged on a string at the back of his mind. He somehow felt... heavier, not much more than normal but certainly more than he should weigh in his pajamas. It was at this moment that he felt a small tug on his pant leg. The boy's head slowly rotated and tilted as he looked down toward the ground; eyes following the seam of his pant leg. Near the bottom he stopped, a moment passed as mind registered the creature before him. A small tanuki, about two feet in height stood at his feet. With their eyes now connected the creature spoke; "Hey kid, can I have some of your sake?" it asked. My sake? Shiro thought to himself as looked at the tanuki. I don't have any sake... that's when it finally occurred to him, I'm wearing my shinobi clothes!. That simple fact meant that he had a sake gourd attached to his waist. [In progress]
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NinjaSamurai360 generated a random number between
1 and 2 ...
1!
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Posted: Tue Sep 20, 2011 8:46 pm
 か K a g ぐ u y a や
〈 勝 K a t s u r o 郎 〉
❝I don’t take anything seriously? No s**t Sherlock, life’s no fun when you actually have to try. Just do.❞
- “Village Smartass (Katsuro Kaguya) Level 1 | Experience 0/100 TAB TAB▬▬▬▬▬ TABHp ღ MHp ღ Cp 11/11 | 4/4 | 8/8 TAB TAB▬▬▬▬▬ Academy Student→ Kirigakure no Sato, Land of Water ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ TAB TABI can be your best friend, or your worst enemy ↴ TAB↪ D e a l e r ' sTABc h o i c e . . .[Rolling for Chk, will post soon]
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