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 Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2012 5:35 pm
 Afternoon, If you would all return to your seats we will begin the exams. I am Megido and I shall be the Head Proctor for this stage of the exams. As I'm sure none of you were ignorant enough not to heed my instructions you will be able to look in front of you and see a small stack of parchment as well as a calligraphy brush and a pot of ink... Investigate as you will these are merely common items and shall be used for a common task. You will be writing me a story. Simple yes? The subject of your writing is insignificant, but it must be written in the first person, that is to say as the point of view of person experiencing whatever is is that's happening in your story. It must also be at the very least five paragraphs in Length. You have the next hour [Rp time you actually have about 3 days in real time] to compose your works. Begin. Attending Students [Alphabetical order] Adell Terumi 80/100 Aya Nara 74/100 Claudas Meliae 0/100 [Flunked] Hariko Mizu 80/100 Hito Odei 0/100 [Flunked] Jet Kazama 70/100 Kasturou Gekkou 80/100 Mamichi Maliae 79/100 Points Momo Uchiha 65/100 Points Oasis Zappaku 62/100 Oxide 45/100 Rook 'Riiji' Ryuujin 67/100 Xio Zoto 80/100 The Exam Rules 1: You have three days until these exams conclude on the 10th 2: You must write a story that is at least 5 paragraphs long by this time and must post it in here. 3: If you have multiple characters that means multiple stories after all your characters would likely write something entirely different from one another.
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2012 11:41 pm
Oxcide walks into the room that the exams took place. He brought his big box of crayola crayons hoping the exam would be quick and easy. Later he'd start drawing a picture like a child but he wouldn't show anyone. He reaches for his chair and climbs into it (because he's so short) then takes out from his backpack a large coloring book.
He scans all objects in front of him that are given to him for this portion of exams with his figure and eyes. Then he looks for doors and windows. If he saw any...well SCREW COLORING! LETS GAS PEOPLE!...Then it came to him. Oxide had never actually been in a battle before or seen one. In his universe he was a Nazi science experiment and never went on the battlefield once. He'd have to make up a story to impress the examiner.
-This is my story and it takes place in my universe, north Africa, march 1943. As I was walking around the desert with my friends we were ordered to save Africa before Rommel came back from being out sick. Everyone thought I was awesome and I had tons of big chested beautiful women all around me at all time. I got to drive my own tank.
Our tanks road up onto the sand dunes and fired, stopping then firing making sure to pack shells correctly in the dust filled barrels. Then as the tanks fired the American tank destroyer scout cars took hits and majorly lost their quarter mile long desert convoy.
Shells were popping all around my friends. It grew quiet when the Americans ceasefire their tanks and rifles at our bunker. They were scared so I stood up and opened my mouth to yell at the americans. They all raised their rifles at my 20 foot tall being and so did the barrels of their tanks. I took a deep breath and fired a huge lager from my mouth made of pure power!
Just as everyone thought the German army was done for I blew the US's tanks to smithereens! It was so cool! I was no All the US forces ran and gave up on trying to fight Germany.
Coming home all the girls kissed and hugged me. I was given my own King Tiger and I was awarded hero of the world by my fuer Adolf Hitler. King tigers weren't invented yet...But luckily I invented a time machine...Adolf Hitler was so grateful he gave me a piggy back ride threw a meadow of daffodils.-
As he scans the room over again he seems to be the first done. Would he kill them all in a sneak gas attack or play with his new coloring book? The decision was intense!
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2012 2:09 pm
Adell Terumi, THE GREATEST NINJA IN THE WORLD, wanna-be...  Adell entered, listening carefully to the strange masked man. He had to pay attention, and make sure he didn't make the same mistake as before. He looked to the parchment paper and brush, and the ink pot. The first thing that ran through his mind was if they were painting a picture or something. Though the man's instructions quickly put an end to that. A story. Ninjas writing a story. It seemed the oddest thing, but, it was a simple enough test. Though the questions of its purpose remained in the air. He just had to write it in first person, and make sure it was at least 5 paragraphs long. They had only an hour to do it. He would have to wrack his brain for this. What could he possibly write in an hour? His thoughts then drifted to the events that happened in the past weeks. Maybe, just maybe he could base on those experiences. He smiled, as he grabbed some parchment, dipped his brush in the ink and started writing. So his story began: Adell’s Ultra-awesome Story
There I stood, outside the gates of my village in the mist. I had in my hand my dear mist village headband. It was always a reminder of who I was, of who I was to become. I turned my back from the gates, as in the distance, a series of strange dark clouds were forming. A determined look had formed on my face. I knew what it hand to be. Out from the clouds, a series of large objects began to rain down, hitting the ground before the gate hard. Dust and earth was flung into the air, as before me lay many craters. Out from them, to my awe, great claws rose, and large bodies lifted. Spindly legs shifted and raised the creatures out from the earth. Before me stood an army of Giant Crabs, with a particularly large crab in the middle. Upon its head, was a laughing Eli, the moon ninja from some time ago, whom had slaughtered so many innocent people, but had been thwarted from killing the whole of the hidden volcano, thanks to Jet, Marasol, and myself. It seemed he had come to seek revenge on me, bringing with him an army of moon crabs. Or was it space crabs…who cares.
I glared at Eli, and he laughed his murderous laugh. “You may have escaped death once before, but know, it was sheer luck. You have no chance of running now.” He said to me. I smirked lightly, showing him my confidence as I faced him and his brigade of giant crustaceans. I slowly drew my sword, the sword gifted to me by someone dear. On my back were two axes, my original battle axe, and my weapon of last resort, the Mani-axe. I gathered my chakra as I called out to him, “Whose running? I’ll beat you, and all these crabs. I’ll make sure you never harm another person again.” He laughed at my comment, raising his blade as the moon formed in the sky, blocking out the sun. It was the man’s signature technique. Though for now, he waited back, jumping off the back of a crab, as he would let the crabs deal with me. Just like that, they came in to attack. I quickly raised a hand seal, as the earth between me and the crabs grew hot.
I produced my signature jutsu, the molten canvas. The ground in front of me turned into a circle of fire, becoming burning lava. Moments later it expanded outwards under the feet of the smaller crabs. The crabs shifted to escape, many becoming trapped as they sunk into the layer of lava. It seared and burned into their shells and the flesh they were supposed to protect. The larger ones moved in, over the bodies of the fallen. I smiled as they were drawn into my trap. He inhaled deeply before forming a seal, and exhaling a cloud of white mist. This was my boil style technique. The mist enveloped those crabs that came at me. I watched as the gases ate into their shells and dissolved their bodies, along with the corpses of their fallen brethren. The mist began to disperse up. As it did, I stepped over the lava, using my magma walking technique. My attacks had managed to half their numbers. Only the largest ones remained. The giant one was still in the background.
I ran forward as the crabs moved in. I formed hand seals, using the lava on the ground to form several magma clones. They all wielded a sword and battle axe. I, alongside them rushed forward. They would tear through the crabs, slashing 0f limbs and burning through their shells. One by one, though, some of the crabs managed to take them down, with each take down, they turned back into lava, killing the crabs with them. Eventually, I was left alone, with the largest five crabs. Two moved in, and I jumped up, slashing the claw off one, only the have it swipe me with its other claw. I was knocked through the air and into a tree, dazed. The two moved in, when suddenly from above, a large dragon of magma rose up and slammed into one, before capturing the other in its jaws, killing them both when it exploded. I pulled myself to my feet, and smiled, as from the flames stepped out Jet himself, his special blade in hand. We turned to the next two crabs as they came in. Then, there was a flash of light.
From under the legs of the crabs a figure covered in lighting moved, snaping several of them off both the crabs. They turned as they stopped beside us. Her blond hair rose with electrical charges, as the tan skinned beauty stood beside us. It was the beautiful heroine of the Mist, Inari. She held determination in her eyes, as she jumped between the crabs, grabbing both their claws, as she channeled lighting through them both, shocking them to death. Eli watched, his smile fading slightly as we faced the great crab. It raised its claw, slamming down towards up as we split up. Inari jumped onto the claw, running up towards its face, and Jet prepared hand seals. I watched, preparing myself as I formed hand seals as well. The Crab tried to swipe at Inari, but she jumped from its arm onto its face. She raised out an arm, charging her lightning armor technique and clotheslined the crab’s eye with a lariat, actually chopping its eye off at the stalk. The crab received a jolt leaving it trembling while Jet and I released our jutsu at once. I blew out through my hands releasing a storm of lava globs at the crab, and Jet released numerous superheated rocks from the earth below. Inari jumped down from it before she could be caught in it. The crabs shell was pierced by numerous rocks, and was covered by many patches of searing lava, as it struggled to keep fighting.
Now was the time to finish it. I grabbed my Mani-axe and threw it forward with all the force I could muster. The axe spun through the air, and pierced it’s shell like butter. It drove all the way through, right between the eye-stalks, and flew out the back, before spinning through the air and coming back like a boomerang. I raised my hand catching the axe of course. I glanced to my partners, as the great crab collapsed. Eli stepped out from behind it. “You made it through them. I will have to kill you by my own hand.” I raised the axe now, determined to bring him down. “I’ll make you pay, for all those lives you’ve taken.” I yelled to him, and alongside Inari and Jet, rushed in. Eli brought his blade to the ground, raising waves of ice at us. Jet stepped ahead, gathering fire around his blade, and swung it, fire clashing with ice, and stopping the attack. He got in close and slashed just was Eli raised his blade again, impacting it and forcing Eli off balance to parry. Inari took this chance, rushing in from behind him and slamming across his neck with an electrified lariat. Eli was sent spinning into the air from the impact. She followed him up jumping after him. Gripping his waist and flooding him with electricity, performed a liger bomb, slamming him into the ground as they hit the earth, forming a crater.
She pulled back as I moved in, jumping away. Eli pulled himself to his feet, cursing us, as I jumped and slammed down the Mani-axe at him. My anger and will were driven into the axe, forming energy around it and great force. The force around the axe smashed into him, driving him into the earth, into a deeper crater. I stood over him, breathing heavily, as Jet and Inari stepped beside me. The moon blocking out the sun disappeared. We stood over his defeated form. I put away the axe, knowing we had succeeded in stopping and capturing a mass-murderer.
50000/50000 SP/chakra
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2012 3:43 pm
A male fingure pushes the door of the exam room open and quietly glides in. The most of the figure that is visable is the lower half of his face, which was cracked into a smirk. The rest of him was covered in a long, black cloak which was able to hide every feature of the man, save the long dai-katana sheathed on his back. At the moment the room was almost empty only having two other examinees with him. He makes short time moving to the far side of the room, in the very back, though unless the others looked up from their papers they'd have no idea that someone else entered. This was how quiet and grace moved. One could almost say his feet never touched the ground as he moved. It seemed the proctor wished to test the groups writing ability, which was actually disappointing and anti-climatic for an exam. Without a sound, the cloaked man examines some of the paper along with the ink pad and brush provided. They are seemed meaningless everyday items so he just began to write and see where his mind took him. Of course he wrote purely in Kanji, doubting his classmates ability to read the characters.Quote: Rain drops from the dark clouds as the sounds of blades meeting is heard in the air. The sound was almost like thunder as I look past the blade of my opponent as we stand in a deadlock. If it were any other time I would have to say that she was cute when mad, but at the moment if my guard is dropped, even for a moment, I may end up dead. Now must wonder how I pissed off this graceful beauty of the clan, well the anwser is simple. I don't even know. I had stepped out in the cool rain and she rushed out after me with out saying a word. Not meaning to brag but my clan has produced some of the best swordsmen in the world, before and after its curse. This didn't give me a feeling of confidence as I was matched against one of my own. In hindsight, perhaps it was because I was gifted with a powerful weapon set crafted for the best of our class.
Our styles were vastly different from each other, yet our blades matched again and again unable to take or give any lead to the other. A clash of lightning let up the dark sky and I could see her face even clearer. It was my old childhood friend, Kira! Now I panicked, cause I knew she was good even beating me in every spar. I mentally kick myself for not recognizing her style sooner, but her weapons were different. Kira was wearing a cloak to protect herself from the rain, and had a blade in each hand. She was naturally left-handed, so I knew that blade in her left was likely to be the heavier and longer of the two. The blades where both black, making them that much harder to follow in this weather, and each of them were unique in shape. The one in her left hand was thicker, yet seemed to resemble more of a stylized cleaver. Meanwhile, the blade in her right hand was shorter and thinner, but was double edged and had serrated edges on either side. My own weapons were Kuchibashi and Tsume, the weapons made for the top of the class. Kuchibashi was a dai-katana, but despite its massive size, length wise, it was surprisingly light. Then there was Tsume, a clawed gauntlet that covered much of my left arm. It had saved me from a few blows by both blades already.
The fight felt like it was never going to end as our styles were both agile, and a decisive blow just won't land on either of us cause of it. Luckily I knew what to expect to a point. Kira liked to move fast to one side or the other, and had a tenancy to attack on our unarmed side, which was my left. Hence why Tsume had saved me a few blows, to much of Kira's surprise. She knew not to attack from my right as I could easily counter without repositioning my body, but my left was a different story. I knew that if this kept up then Kira would find a weakness somewhere in my stance, or weapons. This left me with little choice, but to use my improved style and before Kira pulled out another surprise. Quickly I leap back and shifted my footing, the claws of Tsume touched the ground as I held Kuchibashi swept back. I only had one more secret to release, and soon that wouldn't be hidden as a pair of light wings seam to sprout form my back and stretch out.
That was it, all my cards where and now Kira could see how far I have mastered my style despite its difficulty. I move forward and strike with Tsume, which is parried, before the wings on my back flutter and fell the air of white feathers. The clear sound of Kira's unamusement was audibly heard even as Kuchibashi swung in for a strike. Yet, the strike missed the target as Kira leap back and out of range of the long blade. It was miraculous for her to dodge such a blow, but also relieving. After all, Kira was my friend..I liked her..Hell I loved her! Kira grins at me, or at least I take it as a grin, as she flips each to the blades back, so they were now in a reverse position. It was then that an aura of chakra shot up around her. The concentration of chakra was so think it was physically visible as a ghostly blue light surrounding Kira and her weapons. Not know what to expect, as this seemed to be a new technique for her, I move Tsume to my front and begin to let the emitter in the weapon to build up darkness around the weapon. Then Kira slashes both weapons creating an arc of chakra shaped as an 'X' fly from them. Then bottom points of the attack scar the ground below leaving a trail to where they originated. I was too invested in my own attack to move, so I released the chakra and slashed out with the clawed gauntlet. It took two blades of Tsume's attack to break Kira's attack and create a shock wave that sent us both flying back. Though with those wings out, mine was more floating. After the dust settled I stood on one knee panting, and Kira laid on the ground not moving. Had my last blade of chakra struck her? Did the blow-back of our attacks cause her to hit her head? The only thing I could figure out was that I was unable to move, and even Kuchibashi felt heavier than it should.
I had expelled too much chakra at once, so perhaps Kira did as well. From behind me I could hear the soft clapping, but I barely had the strength not to kiss the ground at the moment. "Very well done, Katsurou. I didn't think you'd go that far to win." A heavy male's voice said. Of course I had to recognize it, the voice of my father. Had he planned this whole charade, or had he just been sitting back to watch if his boy had what it took. Either one would be his style, after all he was a general in Hidden Moon's army and only accepted the best from his candidates. Both of them, Kira and himself, were candidates for the military and both where the top ranking swordsmen in their class. "I-is she okay..." Katsurou asked about as weakly as his body felt. In his mind there was no reason for this, no reason to pit friends to fight so harshly against each other. Happily though, Kira slowly sat up, though the light breastplate had cracked and shattered from the hit of Tsume's late attack. I smile and finally find the strength to stand, though I could tell walking was out of the question. "Stop worrying, Boy. Of course she would be okay. You hold back too much." My father's voice was heavy and followed by a deep laugh before he spoke to Kira, "You lost, Kira Gekkou. Your swordplay was indeed superb, so I wish you keep those swords. I had them specially crafted for you after all." "W-What do you mean/ I thought I had to beat Katsurou..you told me..so many mean things!." Kira's words directed to my father, but still pierced me like a knife. All I can do is turn my head to see my father out of the corner of my eye as he laughs. "I told you these things, so you wouldn't hold back. I had to test both of you, so I had both your weapons specially crafted in Hidden Katana. You both pass." He says before turning and walking off with a hearty laugh. Kira grabs both her weapons and sheathes them, before looking to me once more, "Sorry.." She mutters before she limps off into the darkness, almost as fast she she attacked, she was gone.
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2012 3:03 am
 “When do we start fighting?” Kazama silently asked himself with a sigh.
He wasn’t supposed to be here. It wasn’t that he didn’t have the skill required to take the exams. It was just that Marasol wanted more time with Jet with his training, so when Marasol would release Jet to the chuunin exams, he would have been more prepared, stronger, and have learned more techniques. But Jet wanted to do the exams as soon as possible. Part of it had to do with Adell participating in the exams. He had already missed the first one due to Marasol and if it was up to her again, she would have kept Jet back from this exam as well. Kazama knew she had good intentions but it was just stubbornness on his part. He would make it up to her when he returned as a chuunin; there was no doubt that he would leave here as a Genin. But if they didn’t do any sort of fighting soon his boredom would have killed him before he would have attached pen to paper. Adell was the only person he knew in these exams; it would make sense for Jet to pick a seat by him. It would make his experience in his first exam more comfortable. “The sooner I write, the better, let’s go.” His inner voice spoke as he took one of the brushes given to him, lightly dipped it in the ink and began the process in writing his 1st person story.
Quote: “It didn’t take long for me to get ready for our sparring session. My clothes were equipped, my sword resting in its sheath on my back, my anger was through the roof and I was already warmed up. So all I really needed was just 2 seconds; two seconds to crack my knuckles before I ran at her. But my performance at this point was so magnificent that I instantly appeared in front of her. I could tell by the look on her face that her eyes were not well trained at that point to pinpoint that type of speed. I was within 2 feet of her, starting off the battle with a crisp flip kick, using my left leg as the one that would introduce itself to her jaw. But my flip kick wasn’t even able to get even a hair on her jaw. She slightly tilted her left foot outward 45 degrees before extending her entire leg towards my left leg. So instead of my kick connecting to her jaw, it connected to the sole of her foot. And before my leg could even return back to the ground she connected with a wild right hook towards my jaw. My face had violently shifted to the left and from what I saw, she had enough control in her hook to come back with a back fist in the same spot. Again my face shifted the opposite way, not seeing her using the momentum her back fist gave her to spin towards her right and come back at a full one hundred eighty degrees with a crescent kick to my face once again! All three of her attacks were so fluid but due to my training of course, I was able to avoid the crescent kick that would have otherwise made me bleed my own blood. I was also able to counterattack with a nice boot to her sternum; cocking back my leg and aiming it for her chest. Part of me didn’t expect to connect, so when I saw the look of her being out of breath momentarily, I was more than surprised. This was the first sparring session where I actually got a hit in under sixty seconds. Afterwards, all she did in return was just lightly dust off her mid-section, as if the attack I unleashed on her did nothing to her at all. I was holding back but she had to give me credit. And yet there was nothing but light sweeping with her hand and a small smile. I wasn’t sure if that smile was to congratulate me on connecting an attack to her but if she smiled every time she got hit, I was going to guarantee her cheek muscles would be sore after this session. We sparred many times in different locations but this one was different. I wasn’t the same guy after all of those years; I was a new person today. I didn’t even wait until she was finished brushing off her shirt for my next attack. I sprinted towards her and went for a knee towards her jaw. It was an attack she could have avoided and took advantage of but instead she copied my movements and our patella’s clashed with each other. So much power was behind them that they remained connected after we landed. One of us could have attacked but I was afraid of being countered I admit. But seeing as she persisted on trying to out power me, somewhere inside of her maybe she was afraid that the slightest movement she performed I would have taken advantage of.
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2012 8:32 pm
Hariko entered the room with a calm look on his face. He couldn't exactly be called a story writer. However, as he listened to the exam and it's rules, thoughts did run through his mind. He could think of someone to right. It was a statement of the inevitable future and a challenge he would face alongside his allies. He glanced back to Oasis for a moment. He then approached the writing tools, remembering he needed it to be 5 paragraphs and first person. He had about an hour, so he got started, preparing the brush and beginning at the top of the first paper.
Hariko Mizu's Tale
I stood there now, shrouded in the mists, of the village that could be once called my home. It was this village that my life had begun. I remembered my clan, how they had done their best to serve their village, sacrificing their lives in war for its sake. Yet, at the end of another war, our kekkei genkai, and our traits that made us the perfect ninja, made us a liability. We were mistrusted by the people. And where disorder occurred, we were the first scapegoats to be routed out. My family and my clan, were purged, and killed off. There were only a few of us left. My parents were lost in the purge. The Mizukage, the one who took it after the Terumi, had done nothing to stop it. I swore to myself, that I would seek vengeance on this village, this village that tried to destroy everything I held dear.
I had gone to the academy and became a genin, and trained with all I could find to gain strength. Then this village had been taken over, by a strange man wielding projectiles and relying on summonable soldiers to do his dirty work. He took over the village, and I gave little thought to it initially. Why would I value the village that had committed such horrible crimes against me. Frankly, I was just curious, curious about the situation. Entering the village, I had found a man with seemingly unstoppable physical power, and was captured by the soldiers of this man, Schi, twice. With the help of Aaron, I had escaped once, but we were captured again after a strange arrow had been fired, moving at speeds beyond my perception, carrying multiple explosives. The man had rambled on some strange things, showing himself a sociopath when we met. He had killed Aaron and tried to kill me. With Aaron’s help I had escaped. I don’t know how, but somehow, Aaron escaped, alive again. Since that time, we had begun training more, trying to grow stronger, with the help of a young woman named Oasis. The years past us by, and we grew.
Aaron and Oasis were beside me as I looked towards the gates of the mist, long since darkened and decayed, as had the atmosphere. The people of the mist were held under the rule of this monster of a man. It was a fitting fate, given what the parents had done. However, the children whom were innocent of the crimes of their parents, and my own clan were still held under this tyrant. The time had come to end him, and then, to claim the mist village as our own. I would change the mist village, and bring about justice to it. I would punish the wicked, and restore my clan in its rightful place. Hidden by the mist, We made our move. I raised a hand into a seal, as the nearest water source reacted. A large mist rose up from it, enveloping the area over the gate. The guards set at it grew cautious. Oasis smiled at her chance. She moved ahead, stepping out with a giggle towards the guards. As they raised their weapons towards her, I moved silently out of sight, while Aaron followed me. I quickly attacked from above, throwing two senbon down. They pierced their eyes before they could react. Their bodies froze over.
We stood over the bodies for a moment, before walking past the gates. I concentrated, as the mist expanded out, spreading through the village, we moved. I took out soldiers caught in the mist with swift single strikes that killed near instantly. Oasis used her wiles, and her unique ice powers, freezing over her opponents with a mere touch, or by forming it from the very air. Aaron used a more brutal method, causing chaos as he drew upon the mist to attack while the soldiers were unable to react, being hexed by his kekkei genkai, before being torn apart or blown up. It took us a matter of minutes and we approached the kage’s mansion. We quickly jumped onto the walls of the building and ascended. With it, the mist that I controlled rose up to envelope the building. I lead them, whispering to them calmly. “We each take a different window and enter.” They nodded to each other and I. Oasis entered the floor just below the kage’s office. Aaron moved to the window of the hallway, stepping through. I could hear a ruckus within. This would quickly draw the attention of Schi and his head henchmen, if the mist hadn’t already. I looked through the edge of the window to the office, watching as Schi directed his soldiers to the door to deal with the problem. As they opened, and Schi raised his bow to fire they met a wall of mist, which quickly expanded into the room. I pushed open the window and jumped in, as the mist followed me as well.
The room was surrounded by the deadly fog. I formed a hand seal, and spread a thick cold throughout the room. I could feel Oasis enter the room. I knew the cold would have no effect on her. Aaron, on the other hand, had to prepare a jutsu to protect him. My keen eyes saw through this unique mist effortlessly. I had designed it to bring my assassinations to a new level, and to prevent my opponents from using tracking projectiles. Aaron and Oasis, protected by the mist, moved to my side. I could see Schi’s location as he summoned another soldier, and prepared to attack. I formed hand seals, as the ice flowing across the floor expanded and numerous spikes of ice fired up under the soldiers and Schi. One soldier’s feet were pierced, and he was left powerless. Aaron followed my lead, moving in close as he looked for them through the mist. Oasis moved after them, forming seals as she entrapped Schi from his soldiers. He looked at Aaron as they came in sight of one another, and was about to fire, when I threw a senbon in, impacting the bow and knocking it off course, saving him as the arrow pierced through the wall. I stepped forward with a determined look on my face. I was ready to take him down, with Aaron at one side and Oasis at the other, my friend, and my teacher. Now was the time we would end it.
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2012 9:34 pm
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Xio Zoto stepped into the room, and quickly found a stop to sit way in the back. She could hear the proctor just find, and was rather pleased when she heard they would be making a story. With a sigh, she picked up the pen, and quickly got to work.
That Night The dark village of the Void was a rather calm and quiet place tonight. Everything was very organized and peaceful, which wasn't out of the ordinary, but something about tonight sent shivers down my back. It wasn't the cold from the shadows, it wasn't the silence that graced the village, it wasn't the lack of the living. But it was the eerie glow that seemed to linger around me. Something was just not right, and I could feel it. But I was young, and naive, so I didn't pay much attention to it at the time. Instead, I focused on the string of the harp that I pulled, and the sounds made just hours before. The sounds of my feet on the ground vibrated in my ears, the sway in my step calming my nerves only slightly. My small hands in front of me, as I peered into the darkness of my village. The green lanterns were glowing dimly, make the village look more and more eerie. But for some reason, it never registered that something would happen. As childish as I may have been, I continued. My raven hair matched the dark shadows of the Void, as my outfit blended as well. I was small and untouched by evil, but not for long. A small bounce in my step made me think I was going to be alright, the silence ringing in my ear made me think everything was okay. But as I started up my walkway to my house, I could see the flickering light of a candle inside. The screams and yell ruptured into the night, breaking the silence in a mere moment. Flinching, I took a step back, wondering if I dared to walk into the four walls that bounded me to this place. Had I stumbled onto something I shouldn't have? I could heard mother and father yelling insults at one another, I could hear every word they spoke. Mother was screaming about someone cheating, as father yelled back. He said something about another woman being involved, as well as another daughter. The shadows got darker, as the eerie glow of something raging was creeping up the walkway fast. My young innocent eyes could see the shadows of my parents on the wall, the candle light showing their shadows like a screen showing a movie. The shadows of the Void suddenly shivered and began to move like snakes. Maybe they were snakes made of darkness, but I couldn't tell. Something wasn't right. They never fought like this, or whenever I was around. The shadow tentacles soon began to slither over my feet, and up the walkway. They soon lodged themselves through any cracks or window left open, and began to head for the heated battle between the two adults. My heart pounded as I thought my parents were in trouble, I knew something bad was going to happen, but I also knew I couldn't stop it. I opened my mouth to scream for some help, or at the very least warn my parents of the shadows, but nothing came out. Almost like someone had muted me for a short while. I stood there, frozen in absolute terror. My feet glued to the ground, my blood rushing through my veins, my breathing becoming ragged and choppy. Where had my voice gone? Soon, I heard my father scream out one last time, before his voice changed to a calm, dangerous tone. "I'm taking Xio and leaving." His tone was something I would never wish to hear again. It almost propelled me to turn and race away, find something to hide under. Instead, my vivid green eyes widened even more, as I almost began to hyperventilate. How can something I love so dearly become the most scarest thing I have ever experienced. My heart skipped a beat as I heard my mother's roar filter in darkness of the Void. There was no doubt in my mind that everyone in the Void could hear. There was nothing that could help me, and I knew I could do anything to stop this. I could hardly move my feet, let alone solve the situation. "The hell you are!" Her usual soft, velvet voice that I also longed to hear was laced with hatred. Why were they fighting over something so trivial and childish? But I was much too young to know what was going on at the time. So instead, I sat back and watched. I couldn't call out, I couldn't move. It was like the snakes were holding me down, keeping me in that one spot. Watching the shadows cast on the wall by the candle, I saw my father's large buff form reach down. Then I saw something in his hand, something sharp and long. I gasped as I realized just what it was. It was a katana! Being already scared beyond belief, I felt my fear levels rising beyond the point that I thought was my breaking point. My heart jumped in my chest, the sting of tears wielding up in my eyes. My father reached out and grasped my mother's hair, almost similar to mine, only much longer. My mother also had a weapon in her hand, her trusted scythe. I had seen her use it multiple times, trying to defeat her enemy in such a manner that would leave their corpse in small bits and pieces. I knew what she was capable of with such a weapon, that I feared for my father's life. But what caught me off guard, was that he held the katana to my mother's throat. With a small scream, I watched as my mother swung and lodged her weapon into my father's side, impaling right through him. My father shoved the katana through the throat of the woman he had claimed to love for so long. My small scream echoed into the night. I flinched when I saw their blood splash onto the wall I had been watching, their blood mixing together. I exhaled the small breath I didn't know I was holding, and soon fell back onto my back. The shadows soon disperse. "Why?" My young shaken voice came in a mere whisper into the dark. It seemed to stop at my lips, making me think twice of what happened. I had just witnessed my parents killing themselves, I had to watch, I couldn't a damn thing to stop it. And all I could think about was what was those damn shadow snakes. I could feel my heart pounding against my chest, I could see the crimson liquid from the wall across my eyes. Why did this have to happen? So many questions danced across my mind, but I couldn't answer any of them. Why must this be so difficult? The tears finally began to leak out of the corners of my eyes, the warm tears must have felt the same as the warm blood from my parents. If only I could have gone with them, or maybe if I had been home earlier. That was when I could feel my soul shatter inside me, when my heart stopped beating. I was no longer the musical girl of the Void, I was no longer the Xio Zoto I had once meant to be. I was no longer me, I was someone I didn't know. And now, all I could do was lay there in wait. But I didn't have to wait long, for a few people had noticed the screaming had stopped and came to see if everything was alright. "Hey, are you Okay?" The man asked as he stepped towards me. I could see his face in the dark of the green lantern, he was something who lived close by. But my vision was blurry from the tear that I shed. Nothing made sense from then on. I could see more figures coming towards me, but I was too far lost in my grief and pain. I had nothing. Nothing. And all I could do was lay there, listening to the questions or the villagers. Eventually, I was relieved of the suffering as my body fell was greeted by sleep. And only when I woke up, did I realize that I was just another victim of insanity.
Alive again, another day...☠-☠-☠xxxxxxxx
I'm not afraid to get over...☠-☠-☠xxxxxx
But any friend of the failure's a friend of mine...☠-☠-☠xxxx
You'll never stop me...☠-☠-☠
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What am I doing at this moment?: Writing an exam
Who am I currently with?: No one
How are my sanity levels?: Alright
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 5:09 am
Rook 'Riichi' Ryuujin
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Come at me, Bro!
╚═════════════════════╝ oOo Who shot that arrow in your throat?xxoOo Who missed the crimson apple?xxxxoOo This chaos, this calamity, this garden once was perfectxxxxxxoOo Give your immortality to me; I'll set you up against the stars
Waking into the room, Rook could think of a place to sit, so he ended up sitting somewhere near the front. He figured he would sit there and not have to worry about nothing people. He sat at a desk, and looked at the paper and ink provided, he knew this would have to involve some kind of writing, and he was WRITE. Haha, get it? Pardon the bad pun. He was to write a short story. It seemed like the proctor wanted a story, and he would get a story. With a smirk, Rook grabbed the pen and some ink on it. Waiting for the proctor to begin, he got right down to work.
Story Today was a rather off day in the Flame. I had my hands stuffed deeply into my pockets, as I was dragged my feet across the ground, wondering what else could go wrong. I was suppose to go on a mission as of recently, but it seems some idiot had decided to embark on it instead. So I was now officially trapped in the Flame. And to make matters worse, it was raining. The think I hated the most, rain. Why did today of all days? Whatever the reason, I continued on down the now muddy streets of the Flame. I didn't want tot be a prisoner in my own home, so I had decided I would go to a tea shop for a bite to eat. While I was on my way, my hair and clothes were getting soaked and clung to my body. It was a rather uncomfortable feeling, and it made me that much more angrier. Plus the fact that I couldn't train in this kind of environment, I couldn't play my usual fire, I couldn't do much. This was just not one of my days. The rain splashed upon my shoulders, running down my arms and sides. I might as well jump in a lake to cool off. Whatever though, I just kept walking. My usual smirk was over taken by a unsatisfied frown. With a sigh, I could feel the weather and the situation weigh at my heart. I hated the feeling of being imprisoned. The feeling alone was enough to suffocate me. My insides burned with the intensity for a good fight. Something to vent my anger on. It wasn't long till I came to a small group of men who were looking down on the merchant who was trying to sell his goods. What a low level to stoop to. The rain poured down harder, the fire inside was flickering dangerously. The frown was replaced with a dark smirk, almost like I was crazy. I didn't care at the time, I just wanted to put these thugs in their place. I calmly walked over to the buff man who was yelling at the much small man, two of his men and one hoochy behind him. "Hey, why don't you go pick on someone your own size." I said rather confidently. I was hoping to at least get a good punch in. The guy standing in front of me turned, and I wished he hadn't. His face was deformed, one eye couldn't open properly, his lip was practically glued to his chin. His face had many wrinkles and to make matters worse, his breath stunk like a garbage dump. Flinching away from this guy and taking a step back, my nose wrinkled in disgust. No wonder this man was so terrified. It was like looking into Satan's face himself. The man simply looked me up and down, as if he was sizing me up, before turning directly to me. The two men behind him simply stood off to the side, the hoochy sneaked off when she had the chance. "Mind your own damn business kid. Before I have to get serious." He said. The stick of his breath would be enough to gas anyone out of their homes, of village for that matter. It was a wonder why I didn't smell him from the other side of the village. With a sigh, I knew I would have a fight on my hands. But the rage inside me didn't care, it was as if I was welcoming this. "Get serious you say?" I mocked him, before I swung my fist into his chine, knocking him flat on his back. With a small smirk, I could hear the villagers around us gasp. What was I doing? I was just starting a fight I needed. The man quickly stood up, and glared. The rain was beginning to calm down, the clouds were becoming thinner and thinner. But it seemed like this guy was too busy focusing on me to know that. He glared at me, or from what I could tell, before lunging. He tried to get me to dodge to the left so he could trip me, but it was clear he was no shinobi. He clumsily stuck his foot out, and soon found my fist square in the cheek. This wasn't much fun, I was hoping for a challenge, not some idiot. But the man didn't stop there, he pulled out a katana. So I was fighting an idiot with a sword. Oh joy. He swung the sword, and tried to get my side, but I was able to easily dodge with a side step. Since he had brought weapons into the fight, I decided I would too. Bringing out my trusted scythe, I would be able to chop this b*****d in two. With a smirk, I lunged. From the look on this guy's face, I could tell he knew he was in trouble, and trouble he was in. He dug himself into a hole so deep, he wouldn't be able to get out. The raging fire deep inside propelled me to swing with all I had. The blade of my scythe caught around his back, holding him there in front of me for a short while. He wouldn't be able to dodge me now. With a small chuckle, I jumped a bit, pushed my feet together, and kicked him over the blade of my scythe and into the streets of the Flame. My blade had cut deeply into his back, as the rough gravel from the road nearly shredded his skin. He should have known better than to try and mess with me or the Flame. With a small scream, the large man got up, took one last look at me, when booked it with his two men following him. "Tsk. Don't mess with me." I said casually as I placed my scythe onto my shoulder. soon, I found myself walking down the road again, towards the tea shop, feeling much better about myself.
I cut the arrow from your neck,oOoxxxxxx
Among the roots and baby's breath oOoxxxx
I covered us with silver leaves oOoxx
And there is discord in the garden tonight oOo
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 9:03 am
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❈ Oasis Zappaku ❈
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The young girl walked into the room, taking no notice to anyone else in the room. She sat down at a desk in the middle of the class. She wasn't too happy about having to write a story, but if it's a story they want, it's a story you'll get.
That day It was cold, very cold. I could feel my own blood freezing, I could feel my body shivering. Why oh why must this happen? The white fluffy snow was flowing with the bone chilling wind, becoming even colder. The small, snow white snow flakes fell upon my skin. My body was so cold that the snowflakes didn't even melt. I felt like I was frozen in an ice block, maybe I was, I didn't know the difference at the time. From as far as I could see, the small figures where disappearing into the flurry of flakes. What was I to do? Where was I at the moment? Everything was so cold, so white, and so empty. I have never felt this way. My vision slipped in and out of focus on the retreating figures, my small hand reaching out towards them. "No! Please, don't go!" my pleads fell on deaf ears. It was like the snow was trapping my voice, almost like it was preventing me from calling out, almost like it was suffocating me. Every inch of my body ached, but the agonizing pain deep in my chest hurt the most. I couldn't do anything, I was powerless. I could feel fear begin to seep into my frozen body, I could feel myself slipping into the numb world of the dead. But that was before someone had picked me up. After a while, I had come to realized that I was alive, that the fear I felt was no more than a memory. That the cold that had shaken me to my core was gone for good. But the dull ache in my heart stayed put. But, where was I? "Oh, fantastic, you're awake" A young womanly voice called upon me. I looked to the left side of the straw bed I was place upon. A single candle in the middle of the room. Everything was so dark, the room dimly lit, as I was unable to see her full face. Why was it so hard to see? The woman had long black hair, which fell mostly upon her face. It scared me the first time I saw it,, which made me cringe into the blankets some more. I was looking around, trying desperately for an escape route, my panic levels rising dramatically. But the woman just shushed me. "Wh-who are you?!" My panicked voice came out in a squeak. Her hand slowly lifted up into the candle light, as I could see a bowl containing some liquid. Upon looking closer, I could see she was holding out a bowl of soup. "Hush, my child. You are safe now." That was the only thing she said to me, and that was the last thing she said to me. And look at me now, I'm insane.
Left alone with only reflections of the memory❇❈❉❊ xxxxxTo face the ugly girl that's smothering me❇❈❉❊ xxxFor just one second I felt whole❇❈❉❊  ┏━━━━━━━━━┓
What am I doing at this moment?: Writing a story
Who am I currently with?: No one
How are my sanity levels?: Good
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 3:35 pm
☆═━┈ Aya Nara ┈━═☆
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★ Silent Schemer★
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♩♪♫♬♭ You got to keep on keepin on...xx♩♪♫♬♭ You got to keep your head up high...xxxxxx♩♪♫♬♭ You gotta work with what you've got...xxxxxxxx♩♪♫♬♭ And someday you will fly...
The young girl smiled as she walked into the large room full of people here to write the exams. Unfortunately, she was here on her own this time, but she didn't mind much. The young Nara sat near the front, waiting and listening at the proctor began to explain the exam. Easy enough. Just writing a story, how hard could it be? With a smile, she picked up the pen and began to write.
Story It was a beautiful night, just the three of us. I had my two best friends right beside me, Logan Hyuuga and Shikarama Nara. The green grass we layed on was soft and plush, we were content together. Of course it was mainly Shikarama and I that were doing most of the talking, Logan kept quiet most of the time. He was a odd individual, only speaking when spoken to. Sometimes I wonder what happened to him, and I sort of wanted to unmask the mystery about him. Ether way, I left him be in hopes he may tell me about it one day. Shikarama did most of the replying to me, just simply enjoying our company. They had always been by my side, and I was grateful to them. They've saved me plenty of time, as I was weak and somehow always managed to get in the way. I had always tried to do my best and help them out, but I only get in the way. But that didn't stop me from trying. The sky was a dark navy blue, the many stars twinkling overhead, the moon giving me just enough light to look upon their faces. We layed in a sort of triangle shape, our heads close together. I laughed and pointed to the array of stars, pointing out different pictures and making up stories to go with it. It was a great place to be, and great people to be with. I pointed to a consolation that looked like goat, as I soon began to make up a story about a lonely goat. With a laugh, my cousin simply shook his head. "You're imagination keeps getting weirder and weirder." He commented quietly. All I could do was laugh and agree. It was true my imagination was getting more and more out of hand, but I didn't care, it kept thing bright and lively. I began to look over the stars again, and continued to let my imagination run wild. Logan was quiet as usual, and Shikarama just kept telling me how weird I was. I didn't take it as an insult, but rather a comment. It meant I was like anyone else, I was unique. With a sigh, I looked at the small sparkling dots that littered the sky. It was almost like a connect the dots game. "You know what getting weirder and weirder? You." I said back with a laugh. Of course it was meant as a joke, and of course I got a chuckle in response. After a while, my back was rather cold from the ground, so I rolled onto my stomach. Looking over my two friends, I saw they had both fallen asleep. It was rather funny, just laying here in a field and watching the stars. But both of them looked so peaceful and happy in their sleep. I soon found myself smiling to myself, watching over them quietly. I peered into the forest, looking for anything to entertain me while I watched over the two. The forest itself was also quiet, almost like it was sleeping as well. I saw something out of the corner of my eye, I saw a pinecone next to Logan. Maybe I could have some fun with that. I slowly raised myself to my hands and knees, before quietly crawling over to Logan's side. I reached over the smaller boy and grabbed the pinecone. I smiled and I examined it, but not before I heard a small sleepy voice. "Aya?" The voice asked. Looking down, I saw Logan had woken up from the movement, and I almost laughed. I smiled at him, sitting next to him. He was rather sleepy, due to just waking up. With a small giggle, I placed a reassuring hand on his cheek. He seemed to tired to do much of anything else, so why not let him sleep a little bit longer? I stroke his cheek a bit, before peering down at him. "It's only me. Go back to sleep." The boy was much to tired to disagree and slowly his eyes closed. With a small laugh, I too layed down. Looking at the small treasure I had just obtained, I realized this was just something else I could make a story up of. It was certainly not a situation that would happen a lot, but ether way, I treasured it.
♩♪♫♬♭ Dreamin' of the day when you'll be standing on your own feet...
♩♪♫♬♭ Hard to find the good in such a scene so bad...xxxxxxxxxxxx
♩♪♫♬♭ Longin' for a day when you get your chance to shine...
♩♪♫♬♭ Don't worry, there will come a time...xxxxxxxxxxxx  ┏━━━━━━━━━┓
What am I doing?: Writing a story
Who am I with?: No one
My thoughts?: "Awesome!"
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 7:37 pm
 Mamichi was in disguise, her usual Gel Body replaced by the Humanoid appearance she'd gotten from watching Her Mistress Hedoro at work, the man was certainly interesting such an odd mask he wore and the two cubes that defied gravity about him, she sat at her desk and though of what to write it was certainly an interesting proposition what one did was certainly something that spoke about them a lot, the topic of free writing certainly gave insight into the person's mind... so what should she write about? With a slight human grin Mamichi went to work. Mamichi Maliae's Story Kimiko looked at the Flyer she was nervous after all this was her first mission at the C-Rank level. She was to escort an important person it seemed. The thought of course had her a little on edge to have someone else’s life potentially in her hands she would have to be respectful of this person. She found the place she was meant to meet them and found them quickly. After all this man was at the head of a wagon full of boxes. He was a portly little man who seemed to have something of a perspiration problem or perhaps he just wasn't used to the humidity here in Kirigakure in reality she doubted anyone really was, this was the Land hidden in Mist for a reason there were sunny days few and far between. It seemed he was a Merchant on his way to the Land of The Land of Tea. He was delivering some custom ordered China for a tea house that was being built there. From what the mission said these fine pieces of china were worth more than Kimiko would be able to make in a lifetime. Greeting the man she would make her introductions to him with her usual enthusiasm. The man would respond in kind but quite consistently and quite enthusiastically reiterate how fragile and expensive this stuff was. As a matter of fact he belabored the point to a certain degree that she was tempted to blow the entire wagon up out of sheer spite of the man’s fervent warnings. A porcelain dust cloud to mark her own base victory over her own livelihood and the likely that of the man's as well. But a cooler head on her shoulders than that they departed from Hidden Mist toward the Land of Tea with their precious cargo. They stepped through the village Hidden in Mist and she would explain the plan to him, it was simple enough. She would escort him from the front of the cart up until the end of the Ship ride to the Main Continent. then she would be inside of the Cart hiding effectively and scoping out potential ambushes with her sensor's abilities. The Man was a bit hesitant to be alone but reassurances from her side seemed to bolster his confidence in her ideas. They signed out of the village and progressed down the road toward the shore and the boat that awaited them. She stepped easily in front of the man and his wagon as they kept a relatively slow pace she was concentrating on locating any potential bandits that were out on the roads. It was a slim chance since after all Ninja Patrols were all over the place especially at the borders of the nations. She had sensed a few of them and they’d taken notice of her though they easily identified her as Kimiko Tetsuhana Kirigakure Genin and she would continue toward the shores of the Island without the trader being any more the wary of their inspection. Traveling through the Land of Mist was no big deal, it was the roads once they were outside Kirigakure on their way to the Land Of Teas that inspired her worries. As Kirigakure was an Island they were going to have to take a boat. The seas as they sailed to the main continent were thanks fully calm and after an inspection on the shores the goods were in mint condition. Though now came the relatively complicated part, they were going to have to go through Konoha in order to get to the Land of Tea. And as it was Kirigakure and Konohagakure hadn’t been on the best terms as of late. This was what she had been worried about for the most part. If the Konoha Shinobi Attacked she would be forced to retaliate and well she was a bit worried after all she was just a simple Genin the fact she was given this mission to take on her own was a real show in their confidence of her abilities. Instead of walking in front of the Wagon now she rode inside it focusing her abilities to the maximum extent. Though hopefully with the Chunin exams about to be underway they would be relaxed on at least the expelling of foreign shinobi and to her benefit they only encountered one group which wanted to verify their business in the Land, and cleared they were on their merry way… albeit she could sense that they were tailing them the whole way but they hadn’t attacked at least. And she was glad of it as it seemed she was right they weren’t intent on expelling shinobi but they were certain to show their power… the group was comprised of Jounin and what she thought were Anbu Black Ops, though they weren’t visible and scattered around in the trees about them. Though arriving at the Border to the Land of Tea she breathed a collective sigh of relief as they made it to their destination. Arriving at the Border Town she verified with the authority of the land their business there got her papers in order and departed for the Little Tea House these near priceless pieces of China were headed to. It was only about a day to the place she was required to go to and when they arrived she was quite surprised at what she saw the place was quite large, it wasn’t a tea house at all it was the home of one of the lands more wealthy citizen’s Dropping off the cargo her wage was given and she was sent on her way home a C-Rank mission under her belt once she got back to Kirigakure. But… she was going to see if she couldn’t find a boat to take her directly home, escorting a citizen was all well and good but she didn’t like her chances as a lone shinobi in the Land of Fire, Luckily she was able to charter a boat from a Kirigakure native for quite literally nothing as long as she pitched in to help as they sailed back to the Island Nation. Arriving back in Hidden Mist she was happy to turn in the ledger and receive her pay from the desk. She put down the pen and ink flexing the humanoid digits a little bit it was certainly a tiring experience for these humans to do these things she could see how Mistress Hedoro felt so superior to them.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 11:57 pm
Momo sat at the desk as she was given her assignment and giggled grabbing the pen and putting it to paper, she had just the thing. Momo's Story: The Medical Oath Tomoe sipped at her milk happily it tasted good and it was refreshingly cold too. Momo had left the bench behind and started walking to the Hospital again. “Milk! Milk! Milk! It’s good for your bones! Milk! Milk! Milk! It’s good for your bones!” She sang to herself as she walked along drawing a bit of attention but more because she was singing it loudly, most paid her no mind since she was a child chalking it up to her parents teaching her a song. “Bones! Bones! Wonderful bones! Hold you up! Never let you down!” Momo sang cheerfully as she made her way, thinking about it she decided to pass the time trying to name them off. “Hm… alright start at the bottom… Foot… foot… Start at the toes and work up… the distant… no, no… uh dis-dain, dis-member, dis-locate, dis… dis... dis-TAL! Distal phalanges! Then would be uh… intermediate Phalanges? Y-yeah cause they’re intermediate of the three… and proximity… no proxy… proxy… gosh… I can’t even remember the name of toe bones…” she said to herself stopping her rather brisk pace toward the hospital ans simply standing there in a daze. “…Proximal…” she said after awhile finally remembering the name and then she was at the hospital. Would d have to go to the library here and look into the charts again, she’d done it a few times but her memory was horrible it seemed, she couldn’t even remember what she’d been thinking about on the bench anymore. Walking into the hospital she went to the front desk immediately. “Uhm…” “Yes?” “I’m here to enroll in the Medical academy and take my Oath…” ”Oh… aren’t you a little young?” “Well… I don’t think so I’m 11 and a quarter.” “Wow really? Interesting…” “Uhm…” “Right, right my apologies; Room 215.” “Thank you Miss, and have a good day.” “Thank you, and may you have a good day.” Tomoe smiled at the woman and waved goodbye sweetly to her, happy to have met someone new and made her way to the second floor making sure to recycle her now empty bottle of milk along the way. Looking into the room when she got there she noted that there was practically no one there as a matter of fact there wasn’t anyone there in the room. It was actually pretty empty, and not that big, kind of looked like an interview room and probably was. She quietly walked in a sat down in a chair that was facing away from the door toward a table. The chair was nice and soft, softer than she’d have expected and she sunk into it a little as she sat down leaning back into feeling remarkably nice as it formed to her body slightly, she hummed and kicked her feet as she waited, the bones song again but... it was really fuzzy now... it was quite strange how she was forgetting all of these things. it was a few minutes until she was joined by one of the Medical Nin, and she sat at attention brimming with excitement, as a matter of fact it was an interview room, the next few hours tested her ability to be a healer and at the end she passed and recited her oath to the doctor who filed her into the system for training. Tomoe sat in the library of the hospital several books on human physiology about her she was going to use her Sharingan to memorize these bones if she had to, he had a small notebook with her and she pulled up the book with the list of bones and started to copy it down leaving a few pages at the front for an index just in case she needed to look at this again. [Note: There are 206 total bones in average adult body Here are a total of 8 Cranial bones in the human body they are the: Frontal bone - Front part of the cranial structure Parietal bone - side of the skull in between the frontal and Occipital bones, there are two of these one on the left and right sides of the skull Temporal bone - about the ears resides below the Parietal bone there are two of these as well Occipital bone - back of the cranial structure Sphenoid bone - unpaired bone situated at the base of the skull in front of the temporal bone Ethmoid bone - bone in the skull that separates the nasal cavity from the brain These bones make up the upper part of the skull which protects the brain from damage making it an extremely difficult place to repair as often should these be broken there is likely damage to the brain as well.] Tomoe stared at the page for awhile reading and stopping rereading forgetting whatever it was she was doing only seconds before. Tomoe looked at the notes and gazed at them her writing wasn’t really fancy nor was it sloppy, she admired it a little as she looked at it judging its value and determined it was good enough she flipped the page. [Facial bones (14): Mandible - inferior maxillary bone forms the lower jaw and holds the lower teeth in place Maxilla - A fusion of two bones along the palatal fissure that form the upper jaw there are two of these in the structure of the facial skeleton Palatine bone - contributes to the walls of three cavities: the floor and lateral wall of the nasal cavity, the roof of the mouth, and the floor of the orbit there are two of these Zygomatic bone - aired bone of the human skull and it articulates with the maxilla, the temporal bone, the sphenoid bone and the frontal bone of which there are two Nasal bone - two small oblong bones, varying in size and form in different individuals; they are placed side by side at the middle and upper part of the face, and form, by their junction, "the bridge" of the nose there are two of these Lacrimal bone - the smallest and most fragile bone of the face, is situated at the front part of the medial wall of the orbit there are two of these Vomer - unpaired facial bone. Located in the midsagittal line, articulates with the sphenoid, the ethmoid, the left and right palatine bones, and the left and right maxillary bones Inferior nasal conchae - inferior nasal concha one of the turbinates in the nose two of these These bones make up the structure of the face and are for the most part fragile and prone to breaking again once broken.] She wrote with a flourish and childish giggle for some reason these bones were just so interesting to her. Maybe she should enroll in the Medical Program... yeah... that was a good idea. It had been only these few hours after she took her oath but she was already forgetting all that she had done that day. It was her curse as it was to always forget what she was doing, it was sad really that she was affecting like this but those so close to her. Tomoe blinked she had been staring a long time at the pages and her notebook she flipped the books closed and flipped the notebook closed and stood and stretched she’d memorized several pages of text and distilled it into those small lines of letters. Though the memory of what she'd done would soon be erased by the malevolent jutsu she was burdened with. Tomoe deactivated her Sharingan and carried the books back to their proper places on the shelves of the library getting lost a few times her memory of just where the books went slipping occasionally. Her small task of returning books finished Tomoe stretched as she walked up to the doors and pushed them open, a little walking to try and get the blood flowing again as she stepped outside, it was a beautiful day out at the moment and there was a bit of commotion but she didn’t mind it… Momo stared at the page sadly... in truth she changed the name but... Tomoe was her... and the Jutsu that clouded her mind was luckily long gone thanks to the Angelus and the Nine Winged Angel. Such a crual Genjutsu... placed on her by someone in her clan at that. It would have remained unbroken for a long time had it not been for what Zero did. Forcing her into a place where the Genjutsu didn't want her to be and causing her mind to shut down putting her into a coma so that the Angelus would have a way to possess her. Though maybe of course that wasn't his intent. She still thanked him for it.
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