Armand would come up beside Lars and look at him with raised eyebrows. "Storm in? Normally I'd suggest we clear each compound carefully, but I suppose I do need to get back into the swings of things after being a civilian for so long~" With a sudden realization, he'd introduce himself. "Armand. I'm bulletproof, so I'll be tanking. They'll have no choice but to go for me~" The plate of bone resting over his eye would loosen itself up, if it needed to retract. "As they're doing that, you're free to do whatever you want~"
(Chakra):153/153 (+10 natural jyuugo regen, (Speed/Strength):Base: 7(+2/-3)[+2 past cap]/9(+3/-3)[+1 past cap] Current: 10/11 (Techniques Used):
Jyuugo -1 to jutsu damage taijutsu class invulnerability to genin-level damage -1 jutsu damage applied to A-Rank techniques and above (Cloak of the Spirit, -1 speed and -10% chakra) +1 spd lightning, earth hardened body +1 str Wind +1 Speed
(Present for ya' nerd #had0u)
Posted: Sun Mar 22, 2015 11:01 pm
xxxxxAki sized up the boy who tagged along. He seemed familiar. She spent probably too long staring at him, trying to remember, before it hit her. He'd been in Kusa as well. They hadn't interacted much, mostly just passing by each other in the cafe. What was his name? Oh, he just said it, Armand. "Good to meet you Armand, name's Aki. I think I saw you a few times around Kusa." She looked forward to the camp and folded her arms. She was nervous, it'd been a long time since she'd entered a fight like this. "I'm ready to go, Lars."
Stark lay in a rock chair on his front porch. Several other homes surrounding his home. People knew what he was capable of so they never messed with him. Not that he went out looking for trouble. He mostly kept to himself and if people disturbed his peace and quiet he'd usually settle things right there and then. Oblivious to anything that might be occurring outside his world the ex-Konohagakure Sannin General laid there. Dreaming about better times.
You Either Nut Up Or Shut Up.
Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2015 10:24 pm
XXXXXX
I am the ＳＯＬＵＴＩＯＮ. An ＡＮＳＷＥＲ to your problem. A ＰＲＯＢＬＥＭ__ＳＯＬＶＥＲ in the making.
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Lars made his way down the hill, removing his Konoha headband and stuffed it into his bomb bag. Lars walked into the settlement, hoping that Aki and Armand would follow behind him, keeping their eyes peeled for any suspicious faces. Everyone around them smelled absolutely heavenly, the scent taken into their nose was absolutely divine. It smelled like a rogue buffet filled with chicken, ramen, potatoes, stew. He almost lost his mind to the aroma surrounding him. He kept his hood over his head as he walked onward, everyone didn't know that there was about to be a slaughter here today. He looked back to Aki and Armand, nodding as if to signal them that they can go ape s**t and not give two ******** who they slay. This was gonna be delicious and fun, like a balanced breakfast.
Armand would follow suit. He looked rather...rogue-like already. Underfed, strange way of carrying himself, the hooked curvature that was a blade of bone protruding from his wrist. He had no headband yet. Following a short distance behind Lars and ways away to the side, he was observing the environment. He hadn't been briefed on the targets, but it was assumed everybody was a potential hostile. Following through the crowd in the settlement, he appeared rather at home to the outside observer. Armand kept his eyes out for those that seemed relax. The ones that were weak would be nervous, alert, ready. They would be afraid of their ending. No, the ones that were complacent and happy would be the ones to die first. They were the dangerous ones; confident in their skill.
Pulsing in his mind once to Vivian, he'd state that he'd be off the grid for a while. "Engaging targest. Looking way more competent than that wretched woman from way back when. Should be fun, wish me luck~"
Walking along, as he transmitted this thought to her, he would spy the one known around these parts as Stark, unbeknownst to him, and turn his attention elsewhere. He couldn't designate the one on the porch as a threat, yet. As another, what he hoped was a rogue, walked by with limp arms and slouched shoulders, he lined up his trajectory. With a sudden set of seals, he'd swing his razor-sharp wrist bone out to carve into the closest man's neck, while the sudden burst of air due to an Assassin's Rush would propel him through at breakneck speeds, ripping his head off and following through with an attack to cleave the next unlucky human body in two. The bone, hard as corundum while the rest of his body was a dense as tempered steel. It was time for battle. Glorious bloody battle.
(Chakra):143/153 (+10 natural jyuugo regen, (Speed/Strength):Base: 7(+2/-3)[+2 past cap]/9(+3/-3)[+1 past cap] Current: 10/11 (Techniques Used):
Jyuugo -1 to jutsu damage taijutsu class invulnerability to genin-level damage -1 jutsu damage applied to A-Rank techniques and above (Cloak of the Spirit, -1 speed and -10% chakra) +1 spd lightning, earth hardened body +1 str Wind +1 Speed
(Present for ya' nerd #had0u)
Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2015 10:46 pm
xxxxxWith light steps she followed Lars keeping the same distance back as Armand but choosing to walk down the center of the path. She moved on light feet while eyes scanned her surroundings. Vividly she recalled the last time she set foot in a rouge camp with Lars. It had been her first mission in Grass Country with her new team at the time, Lars and Kleine. She felt a tinge of nostalgia and wondered what he was doing now. Last she’d ever heard was that he was Shogun of Hi no Kuni and was conquering the world about him.
xxxxxUpon Lars’ signal Aki took to action with a hand sign and a single step further. Upon that foot touching the ground a field of flowers bloomed beneath her. The field spread to a large radius about her followed swiftly by her next move to fill the air about her with petals made of chakra, some from the flowers near her in the field others seemed to shed off the air around her. Another hand seal and excess chakra infused into the field below her. Now set she manipulated a portion of the flowers in the air about her to attack outwardly aiming for the nearest one or two foes. The attack would focus on shredding the skin and flesh of their necks and lacerating the jugular.
ＡＫＩ ＣＨＩＲＵ
Haydoh
thefire158
malavaes
Used: Hanaton: Ne o Kōraku (Flower Release: Entangling Roots) Chuunin Hanaton: Kahen no Chakra (Flower Release: Chakra Petal) Genin Fukushi no Jutsu (Double Vision Technique) Genin
Noises. Stark hated loud noises. He chose the worst place to do so, but whenever something started he would be the go to guy to stop things. Because of this the rouges in the village have unofficially claimed him as their sheriff and call him whenever something bad happens. An oddly dressed rouge ran up to his porch and frantically tried to get the man to wake up. "Stark! Wake up!" The rouge shouted looking at the bloody death battle happening right before them. "Some crazy a** ******** just came in and started attacking people!!" Stark didn't move. The chair rocking ever so lightly. Almost mockingly. "Nope. I'm on break." He mumbled with his deep rough voice. "You guys decided it was okay to raid the food storage den and I had to deal with it. Now I'm sleepy so go fix this yourselves." He'd rock his chair with his right leg this time before he heard more screaming. "C'mon Stark they're they real deal!!" Stark weighed his options. Go back to sleep and let those dumb a** rouges die a miserable death or stop the jack offs that invaded 'his' village. "God damn it-" He started as he got up from the chair. "Every ******** time. It's gotta be me. Lazy a** holes can't do s**t for yourselves." He grumbled marching towards the hooligans.
From what Stark could tell there were only two causing trouble. If there were more he didn't know and didn't care. He knew the people in his village however and would be able to tell an odd figure amongst the crowd with his enhanced perception. "Help meeeee." Pleaded Lenny at his feet. The man's neck was bleeding heavily by what looked like flowers. Other dead rouges looked like their bodies had been shred to bits. Probably by the man doing so with...Some sort of weapon. Clapping his hands the Ex-Military General/Sannin tried to draw the attention of the hooligans to him. Behind him would be hundreds of shinobi ready for battle in their combat ready gear. "Usually I'd give a lecture or somethin' and ask you kindly to stop, but you two interrupted my so well deserved nap and for that-" He lifted his right hand in the air. "You'll die. I also liked Lenny. He let me borrow his stuff from time to time." His hand dropped and the shinobi army rushed forwards towards the two as Stark walked against the tide. Disappearing in the sea of shinobi,
You Either Nut Up Or Shut Up.
Clan: GENSOU GOSHUUJIN
Bloodline: Reinbo
Stats: 7/4
Passives: Genjutsu Used Against You -1, Opponents below your rank cannot break out of your genjutsu, Genjutsu is easier to use by one rank
Techniques Used: The Reinbo Mirrage C
Posted: Wed Mar 25, 2015 12:17 am
Lars looks around to notice the sea of shinobi and even spotted their target too, he needed to go after them, hopefully the other two would be able to take care of themselves and defend each other until he got back. Lars' eyes would glow a blue hue in the left iris and a red hue in the right iris, his teeth would sharpen into vicious fangs. His path would be laid out for him and the path to Stark would be certain and he'd follow him until the ends of the earth, his scent was picked up by the Sannin. Lars spine would hunch over and he'd crouch down low, his legs becoming more beast like than man. From there, Lars' legs would shuffle and become and absolute blur, mowing down the army with speed and strength akin to his rank and class but far greater than the norm.
Lars kicked one, then snapped the neck of another, then threw one into a group, then drop kicked another, and even dragon kicked one, all while continuing onward and following the energy that Stark gave off as well as his heavenly honey roasted scent, he couldn't let a smell like that get away. His face was gaining veins and drool was dripping from the corner of his grotesque mouth. Lars was hungry, he wanted to eat. Now that he had awakened and became an abyssal one, it was time to slay.
"Oh no no noooo dear, your staying right here! I wanted to invite you to dinner!"
He lands on Stark with a vicious stomp of his feet, lunging high and landing on him before he can escape through the crowd, causing them to part way as the rogue was now caught under the Sannin's vicious heel.
[ Hysteria ] provides Lars with the ultimate eyes, being able to sense energy to the point of absolute pinpoint precision and realize genjutsu at a near instant, using Daiten to pierce through the altered senses, cancelling it out accordingly as well. Ashura is Lars' left eye, releasing a bright blue hue that can perceive attacks coming seconds before the technique occurs (i.e. can sense the mass of chakra preparing for the fireball technique and react accordingly). The eye does not need to be open to use this power but it does need to be in Lars' head to use it. Natural senjutsu chakra runs throughout the entire body, through eyes and along the limbs for Ashura and Indra.
[ Saemus ] provides Lars with the best reaction time, his muscle reflexes attuned to answer the incoming messages from Ashura at an instant, almost as if his body runs on autopilot, acting on true instinct. His stance becomes primal and movements become wild and unpredictable, even to the sight of the highest tier of doujutsu. This turns his right eye red but attributes his body more than his vision.
Armand grin at the sudden approaching army. His bone blade had just cleaved another's head off. Or rather, it had opened a hole for him to stick his hand straight through, and then tear the upper cranium off the body. Teeth bared and eyes wild, he let the bone blade extend further, its sharp edge glistening in the light of the sun. Rushing forward toward the army, he saw as though he was cleaving many...while the ones that managed to strike hurt him. Armand didn't hurt. Strange, but no sense in turning back now. The bit of covering bone in front of one eye receded into the flesh of his cheek, revealing his implanted eye. Staring dead on at Stark, jumping high to keep within his field of vision, it flashed brightly red. Seeing it, if he did (it was hard not to), his vision would blur. He would be compelled to attack Armand. Armand would be the only thing clear in his vision. The others were free to do as they pleased. Of course, Armand would meet any followups his way by trying to simply...slash them to ********/>
(Chakra):123/153 (+10 natural jyuugo regen, (Speed/Strength):Base: 7(+2/-3)[+2 past cap]/9(+3/-3)[+1 past cap] Current: 10/11 (Techniques Used):
Jyuugo -1 to jutsu damage taijutsu class invulnerability to genin-level damage -1 jutsu damage applied to A-Rank techniques and above (Cloak of the Spirit, -1 speed and -10% chakra) +1 spd lightning, earth hardened body +1 str Wind +1 Speed
(Present for ya' nerd #had0u)
Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2015 5:14 pm
xxxxxThe clap of the hands drew her attention. She looked to the head honcho as she waited in her field of flowers surrounded by petals floating about in the air. The moment the army surged forth that cloud of petals began to spin viciously. Her eyes narrowed as she felt something was off. Where had that army suddenly organized from. Before the start of the attack the rogues were merely lazing about, and then suddenly they were armed to the teeth rushing forward at the order of their leader. First of the attackers reached her vortex of petals and forced his way into her circle, while there was obvious damage taken by the whirling storm of petals, nothing seemed to occur once his feet hit the field of flowers. Her hands came together she took a gamble, "Kai!" But the army did not vanish. If it was genjutsu then it wasn't one she could escape. A real attacker entered the field and was ensnared by briars, he pulled himself free but was affected by her genjutsu. The rouge stumbled towards her, vision swimming, and took a swing at her with a blade. As she brought a kunai up to block the attack, her other hand transformed into a lance made of petals. The blade connected with the kunai, slipped and slashed her forearm, while the lance speared upwards towards his gut. The pain of the slash clarified her mind, breaking the genjutsu. The army disappeared and she tossed the attacker to the side to bleed out. Chakra petals from the vortex about her moved to cover the slash, temporarily mending the wound. The petal vortex slowed for a moment as Aki brought her lance arm up ready to strike any more that approached her. "Lars, Armand, the army is a genjutsu!" Unsure they would hear, care, or were even affected by the genjutsu. Both were on an all out assault to Stark, which would leave her to clear out the underlings.
ＡＫＩ ＣＨＩＲＵ
Haydoh
thefire158
malavaes
[[ I was never good at rp fighting, but damn am I worse than ever lol ]]
Lars landed on Stark with all of his strength, force, and weight shoved down on the rogue. This was enough to push his intestines out from his open gasping mouth, which would then lead to him choking on said intestines and then asphyxiating. Lars promptly stepped off of the equal ranked rogue, pulling at some of his intestines while chewing thoroughly. He gives a soft groan of bliss with the texture and taste of Stark, taking a finger and chewing on the flesh, muscle, and bone, enjoying the blood as a tasty beverage. From the large cloud of dust that kicked up when Lars landed on Stark, he emerged. His feet, face, and hands covered in the rogues blood as he picks his lips, "mission was a success team, I'm good for another day, plus I've brought spares for any cravings I have for the next few months. Finish these bozos off and let's go," from there, Lars carried a huge bloody bag with him, leaving the settlement with his rations, knowing Aki and Armand would follow once the settlement was destroyed and everyone was dead.
[Autohit]
[Exit]
[ Hysteria ] provides Lars with the ultimate eyes, being able to sense energy to the point of absolute pinpoint precision and realize genjutsu at a near instant, using Daiten to pierce through the altered senses, cancelling it out accordingly as well. Ashura is Lars' left eye, releasing a bright blue hue that can perceive attacks coming seconds before the technique occurs (i.e. can sense the mass of chakra preparing for the fireball technique and react accordingly). The eye does not need to be open to use this power but it does need to be in Lars' head to use it. Natural senjutsu chakra runs throughout the entire body, through eyes and along the limbs for Ashura and Indra.
[ Saemus ] provides Lars with the best reaction time, his muscle reflexes attuned to answer the incoming messages from Ashura at an instant, almost as if his body runs on autopilot, acting on true instinct. His stance becomes primal and movements become wild and unpredictable, even to the sight of the highest tier of doujutsu. This turns his right eye red but attributes his body more than his vision.
Daiten: 325 Speed: 15 Strength: 16
Posted: Thu Apr 02, 2015 4:18 pm
The genjutsu would dispel on the death of the caster. Finally, clarity. Targets still remained. Though he wanted to savor the thrill of the fight, these whelps weren't much else than cannon fodder to be used by the one they just took down. Many of them ran; there was no reason to chase them. Only the brave and stupid would die today in this town. Unceremoniously, Armand would systematically stalk from house to house, tearing apart any resistance that thought fortification would do them any good. Anybody on the streets would be left to Aki. In the tight quarters of the various bits of housing, there was no possible means to survive Armand's relentless onslaught. When his job of clearing the compound was finished, he would emerge from the final house, drenched in the blood from his efforts. Assuming Aki's job was done as well, Armand would walk off with Lars. What a boring mission. Target's should not go down this quickly.
(Chakra):133/153 (+10 natural jyuugo regen, (Speed/Strength):Base: 7(+2/-3)[+2 past cap]/9(+3/-3)[+1 past cap] Current: 10/11 (Techniques Used):
Jyuugo -1 to jutsu damage taijutsu class invulnerability to genin-level damage -1 jutsu damage applied to A-Rank techniques and above (Cloak of the Spirit, -1 speed and -10% chakra) +1 spd lightning, earth hardened body +1 str Wind +1 Speed
"They've been calling him the Prince of Crime. Been operating somewhere out in the Fire Country. ********' ludacrous from what i've heard he's just a kid. Not only that, but it only took him a week to wipe out the competitors in his area. What do you think?" A guard asked his partner. The two were stationed outside warehouse filled with an immense supply of drugs ranging from cocaine to ecstasy to heroine. Inside were workers packaging and weighing it all, these were slaves being forced against their will. More guards were stationed inside as well. They were directly contracted by the drug lords that were quickly thinning out due to the emergance of a so called "Prince of Crime". The guard who asked on his opinion shifted his cross bow a little before spitting to the side. Without looking at his partner he replied, "seems like a load of bull to me. I bet they're just trying to put some pressure on the boss with these fairy tales. He's a kid!" The other guard nodded, but added in "Yeah he's a kid, but some people are sayin' he's special! Like he's got some sorta powers that make it impossible to get to him and kill him. I mean if that's so then I can kinda see it." The other guard scoffed. "Doesn't matter. The boss used to be a shinobi general. Ain't no way a 16 year old kid is gonna take him out." The talktative guard paused before speaking. Looking over at his partner he looked at the cross bow armed man with curiosity. The man knew the prince's age. "Wha...How do you-" The cross bow would kill him silenty. Walking over to the dead man, the "guard" squat down to loot the body. "You just had to ask questions you ********' idiot..." He mumbled grabbing some keys. They would open the main entrance.
Somewhere far away in an underground bunker a boy sat in his office playing with strings. His eyes were purple with a dart like pattern. Humming a little tune to himself he thought about his days back in the village. With his father. His life was meant to be of luxury. The great prodigal heir to the throne. He didn't want any of that. It was too easy to be handed success on a silver platter. One needed to go out and make his own fortune find his own destiny. His father didn't quite agree claiming that he would disown Gabriel and his brother would be the heir. Nothing would make the boy happier. While he was generally heartless he had a special place in his heart for his brother. The poor b*****d was good at absolutely nothing. With this his life wouldn't end up in a gutter somewhere. "You're welcome." He mumbled happily before returning to his humming. A knock at his door would get his attention. "Come in." He said removing his feet from the table. The strings would stay in his left hand fingers twirling. A woman would walk in with a scar across her left eye. She had no smile and eminated an aura of pure killing intent. That's why Gabriel had her around. The weak were not welcome in his family. "Do you have news on the Sector A13 unit operation? That supply would come in very handy." She asked. If she wasn't so work hungry Gabriel would invest in her. She had a good looking body. The scar made her look sexy. And power made him aroused. "Gabriel?" She asked confused by his staring. "Oh...Yeah. Right. Hold on. I need to go check on something before I talk to our little spy." He said before getting up from his seat.
The outside of his office was a spiral metallic stair case. There were other three rooms on the level his office was located on. There were four levels in total. Floor one was just a booby trapped entrance. The final, fourth floor was where they stashed all of their...resources. Gabriel's office was the third where the most distinguished members of his family held their offices. Floor two was where s**t went down with the ordinary members. "Where is Tomo?" He asked walking towards the stair case angle that lead downward. "He is on a kill raid. The Tsukiko Gang denied our terms." The scarred lady replied following him down. This news made Gabriel laugh. People didn't understand how expendable they really were. Gabriel was being kind enough to give them some chance, but they spat on it at every chance. Upon reaching the final level, Gabriel was greeted by the awful smell the place had a fame for. The place was a drug metropolice. Some of the money was blood bathed as well creating an awful mix of aromas. "Jeff!" Gabriel shouted. His voice booming throughout the room. Everyone working stopped. One man looked up from the heroine pouches. Breaking out into a sprint immediately. "Oh c'mon." Gabriel said with a disheartened expression. Slowly he began to walk towads the fleeing Jeff. "Where are you going to go, Jeff? We're underground!" Jeff began throwing empty boxes at Gabriel to keep him back. "Ok. Now you're being a little childish. We can talk about this. I'm a reasonable man!" Jeff's chest was going in and out at a very fast rate. He had the look of pure terror in his eyes. "Bah. ******** it." Gabriel said as a small black ball emerged from nowhere next to him and shot straight through Jeff's head. "Get back to work people. Just a rat. No need to get rustled." Looking over at the scarred woman, Gabriel smiled and said, "alright. Let's talk to our little spy."
"How are did things go?" Gabriel asked the false guard with cross bow. The two were in a blank, etheral world Gabriel used to communicate with those too far away for swift communication. The man looked slighty uncomfortable in that plane of existence. "Well. I secured the sight together with your people. We'll have the place cleared out in a couple of hours." Gabriel smiled and said, "good work. Your pay is waiting back at base." Closing his communications, Gabriel looked over at the scarred woman and laughed. "We're not paying him. Once a rat always a rat."
Gabriel was an up and coming drug lord. In only a months time he'd manage to wipe out the most notorious gangsters in the shinobi world with his Family organization. Either they accepted his terms or died. Lately one of those that had originally accepted his terms were showing some signs of resentment. Just not following the rules he established was unacceptable.
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