Private A rockin roll brawl! (req Michino)

[Kureji]

The Toraono Dojo was known for its training center for students, for its occasional sparring sesssions between ninja, and being owned by a military clan. At least, that's what Kureji got from it as someone had specifically called him to come to the Dojo.

Toraono Machoman. At least... That's what he thought someone had said the guy's name is. He made his way to the biggest sparring room that was available, and there was already an audience that were gathered. Many people were sizing up Kureji, making comments about how this is the guy that Michino wants to fight? How Kureji doesn't even look all that much to be a challenge for the Toraono clan Head.

Kureji wouldn't even mind all the chitter chatter as he would walk into the middle of the sparring room and put his hands in his pockets. "So Machoman wanted to talk to me?" He would call out plainly, "I'm guessing he wanna throw dem hands and whatever."

Those from the clan looked at each other, some smirked, others let small giggles as he called Michino, Machoman. Kureji surveyed the area, should be big enough to avoid hitting any of the spectators. His overall casual attitude screamed that he was different from the usual people that come to spar here. Now apparently, he did hear a little about Machoman. He was the thirteenth Kazekage before Glowy Dude took back over. Kureji doesn't know much other than that.

He would wait for Machoman to arrive so that they can get on with it.

 

[Toraono Michino]

“The Toraono Dojo has been the witness to many legendary fighters. Passed through this home of marble and stone, their blood has long mingled in and created a foundation for my clan for generation. These men and women come from far and wide to meet with our wrath. Some, even do so willingly.”

His voice was deep and it resonated through the halls despite the gathered crowd, and it struck them silent. Sound itself seemed to turn to vacuum. Burning purple eyes foretold his approach as the tall swordsman stepped from the shadows of a pillar, each slap of his barefoot resonating through the arena. Like a cloak, the darkness ebbed away from his body to reveal a finely crafted form of ebony flesh; clothed only in baggy black pants. From his waist he pulled a purple bandanna out with deliberate slowness before wrapping it around his brow. A beard had began to grow, and with passing care he gently scratched at it as he raised his hands up. Electricity crackled through his fingers as he pulled them through his afro, twisting the hair into locks with a simple twirl of his digits.

“I welcome you, Kureji, to my home. I am Toraono Michino, the former thirteenth Kazekage of Sunagakure, and current Sennin of Education. It is my duty, to be here today so that I may give my clan a lesson.
“You are a mercenary. A wildcard. Something unpredictable on the table in our little war that I cannot, will not, ask anything less of than pure devotion. Trust is not something that can be asked of either of us, so, we shall build it in exorcise.” The 13th raised his right hand casually, snapping his fingers towards the freelance soldier.

Runes spun all throughout the arena, spidery tentacles that started from a circle of them in the center of the arena. They quickly attached to the walls of the that lifted the viewing seats, covering the edges and raising a barrier of indescribable strength. The ruby red runes scatted all across the ground and pillars were written in an illegible tongue born from demons. Scryed upon the stone in its infancy, the power poured into them, and barriers that protected the Toraono Dojo, were both considered absolutely indestructible. The walls were formed mixing special clay, and the bones of their most powerful. Sandworm chitin reinforced the structure, and refined the chakra poured into every inch of his home. At the snap of his fingers the lord of the dojo commanded them with his blood to erect a barrier between spectators, and the unwitting combatant.

“So I will simply challenge you. If you can stand my onslaught then I will offer you a place on our side; if you cannot, then Hyou will gladly feast. Think of it as a warm-up, for the battle to come. The barrier I have just drawn to bare can withstand the attack of a fully powered Jinchuriki with nary a crack. So, don’t hold back friend…because I, cannot any longer…”

Michino’s raised hand turned at the wrist to grasp at the air, gripping from nothing a sword covered in shadow that he drew and tossed the scabbard away; it returned to where it came. Standing straight out from the flickering shadow of its hilt, was a black and silver blade of pure menace. Emerald green runes snaked across the shadowy black steel with an energy leaking from the weapon that made it hard to fully perceive while staring directly at it. Taking a stance the swordsman let out a lungful of air so cold the vapors were entirely visible in the room’s passive heat; a temperature that suddenly began to drop as the Sennin steadied his blade.

“Ready to learn your lesson, Kureji?”

[Calling B-Mod]

 

[Chikamatsu Shin]

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[Kureji]

"Oh, we're doing it the ol, mano el mano type of thing Machoman?" Kureji would ask as, in one swift motion, he would take both his shirt and jacket off with speed and ease. His lean muscles were enough to make some of the women swoon. "Though don't expect me to take my shoes off. You wouldn't imagine some of the times I did that and stepped into some funky things. I will say. Making your own beard grow super fast like that is super cool. I haven't thought of doing something like that with my powers." Granted, he changed the very appearance of this body just days ago during that big battle.

Machoman would speak more, how Kureji is unpredictable and a wild card. Kureji shrugged, "Sometimes unpredictability is the best thing about a plan. There is a saying. 'If you want to trick your enemies, you must first trick your friends.' Albeit, we aren't the best of buddy ol pals" He would pat Machoman on the back, "We do share a common enemy. My reasons are different than yours. But I plan on giving em hell with or without your permission."

Kureji would cock his head to the side as Machoman would issue his challenge to Kureji. "The who will feast?" He scratched his head. "You hear a Who?" Kureji may be insane at the worst of times, and just slightly weird at the best of times. As Machoman drew a sword out of pure darkness, Kureji reached out and it would seem as if reality would shimmer and form a guitar out of thin air. It was prominently black with two red stripes on either side. It looked like a bass guitar as Kureji would strum some chords.

"This place can withstand a jinchurikki attack? Then I can Rock my heart out Machoman!"

(actions sent)

 

[Toraono Michino]

It was clear the mercenary thought this was going to be a good time, or that the Toraono who had called him out for a duel was more bark than bite; or, perhaps the man was really just insane. The cocky smirk plastered across Kureji’s face told the Toraono; the rocker was underestimating him. He stood there in the brightly lit arena, rolling his shoulders with casual arrogance, as if this were nothing more than another gig, another guitar string to pluck. The flickering torchlight cast dancing shadows across the walls, making the space feel almost alive, as the crowd waited with bated breath on the first move.

The warrior, by contrast, remained perfectly still. His expression was unreadable, carved from stone, his amethyst eyes focused with an intensity that should have warned the mercenary that something was terribly wrong with his assumptions. The air between them grew heavy, thick with anticipation and the promise of violence. The warrior gripped the hilt of his weapon with both hands, entwining his fingers tightly around the cold writhing hilt of shadows. The blade itself seemed to pulse with a life of its own, ancient runes etched along its length beginning to glow with a faint, otherworldly luminescence. The temperature in the room dropped perceptibly, but his opponent simply draw forth his own weapon and began to pluck a tune.

Michino feet slid softly across the concrete floor like a whisper, the sound barely audible even in the oppressive silence that had fallen over the chamber. Each movement was deliberate, measured, the product of decades of training, and by the guidance of his ancestors. He raised the weapon slowly above his head, the muscles in his arms coiling with controlled power. The blade caught the torchlight, reflecting it in sharp, dangerous angles that seemed to slice through the darkness itself.

The warrior took in another breath, deep and centering. His chest rose and fell with practiced calm, his heartbeat steady despite the explosive violence about to be unleashed. Time seemed to slow, stretching out like taffy, giving the mercenary one final moment to reconsider his choices, to understand the magnitude of his error; but Michino doubt the man had much thought between his ears.
When he relinquished control, like a cat’s coiled muscles, the Toraono was simply, gone.

[Actions Sent]

 

[Chikamatsu Shin]

Round 1 Work in Progress​

Participants​

Toraono Michino Player 1​	Kureji Player 2​
HP: 42,000-1200= 40,800 Temp HP: +1650 -165 -672-83= 730 CP: 33,000 -1650 -4500 -1854 = 24,996 AP: 10 -0.5 -0.5 -1 -1 -2.75 -4 =0.25, 10.25 Next Round Maintains: [Genetic Implant] [Untwisted Helix] Status: [Style 1] [Style 2] [Genetic Implant: You know which Passive] [Untwisted Helix:You know which Passive] [Genjutsu 1] [Genjutsu 2] [Burning Sensation]	HP: 39,000 CP: 36,000 -1440 -644 -162 -750 = 33,004 AP: 10 -0.5 -0.5 -2 -1.5 -3 -2.5 = 0. 10 Next Round Maintains: [Genjutsu 1] [Genjutsu 2] Status: [Style 1] Fine

Summon of Player 1	Clone(s) of Player 1	Creation of Player 1	Summon of Player 2	Clone(s) of Player 2	Creation of Player 2
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Everyone is Powering Up!

Actions:

0.00s Kureji's Chakra Reserves seem to be lower than normal? 0.00s Michino is ready to seize the opportunity 0.00s Kureji whips out his guitar! Prepare for some sick shredding! 0.00s Michino's Hyou is showing, boyo is going Feral! 0.00s Kureji begins to rock out and is getting into his style. 0.00s Kureji swings the guitar to slap Michino with it 35v27 Hit! PSYCH - Auto-Dodged my guy 0.50s Michino fades from view! 1.00s Michino does a thing [Hidden Action] 23v16 Stealthy Bois 2.00s Fun Fact, according to the Oracle Records and Toraono oral lore, the Toraono Clan origninated not as humans amongst the First Men, but instead were Demon-Kin that made an alliance with the humans to fight the Ancients? Cool isn't it! That's Crazy, anyways, Michino feels more spiritual now 2.00s Kureji is a free bird, fly high! 560+15%=644 CP 3.50s Kureji finds Michino 31v32 Failed Stealth Check 3.50s Kureji casts a Genjutsu at Michino. Michino is having a hard time seeing. But here is the twist Mr. Man isn't aware of it! 34 vs 27 Hit 150+10% =165 damage 130+15%+10% = 162 Cp 3.50s Kureji's Madness is providing visual clarity! 4.50s Michino's Genetics go WILD! -4500CP 6.50s Kureji's attacks Michino with a RASEN-NOVA! Michino warps away and strikes back! 34v33 Partial Hit 75% 6.5s Flash COUNTERED but Kureji is ariborne?! your melee can't touch him! 8.50s Kureji lands back on the ground 9.00s Kureji casts a Genjutsu at Michino! The world seems to feel diffeernt, but Michino is unaware! 34 v 27 hit 560+10%+10% =672 damage 600+15%+10% = 750 Cp 10.00s Lingering Damage blasts Michino for 16+67=83 10.00s Lingering Damage blasts Kureji for 0

 

[Kureji]

Music would fill the air as Kureji would shred the chords of his guitar. This music, at least for the moment, was not effected by his chakra, as it is just his pure skill as a rock and roller. Hitting a button on the side of his guitar, tendril like spikes would fly out at Machoman. It would seem to hit him, only for it to just be an afterimage of the dude. Kureji would smile, "Well at least you'll make this interesting enough for me."

He doesn't know where the man may be, however seeing the man with a sword made him think that he may be a melee fighter. So he formed some fast hand seals and jumped up into the air. And just as he did so, he felt an aura, he doesn't exactly know from where though. He shredded with his guitar as he finally seen Machoman. This time, the music would carry his chakra as it would hit the man's ears and start to effect his mind. But Kureji felt like he would join in too. He let his own genjutsu warp his mind as he let out an insane fit of laughter. "Ya feel it Machoman?! I got a feeling this fight will be wicked!!!"

With that said, he would gather chakra into his hand and lob it at Michino. At first, it would seem to hit, but only afterwards, would it look like he parried the attack. If it wasn't for the fact that Kureji was in the sky, his own attack would have been reflected right back at him. But instead, it would safely crash into the barrier that surrounded them, leaving a smoky area. He would continue shredding his guitar as he filled the music with more of his genjutsu. He would smile over at Michino and say, "Ya good over there Machoman?"

(actions sent)

 

[Toraono Michino]

The Sennin dove into the shadows, his form melting into the scant darkness being thrown by shadows around the arena. He circled around at high speeds, his blade ready to meet with the mercenary’s throat as his hand circled chakra around the palm. He reached into a hidden pocket and gave something a jolt of that built up energy before skidding around a pillar; ready to pounce. Except, there was no Kureji. A blast of musical wave screeched from the shinobi’s electric guitar into Michino’s ears from above followed by a much larger attack.

His body flickered from sight, back into the shadows, and his form shifted between the pillars bouncing between them at high speeds to reach his blade towards the shinobi in the air - he missed, by that, much. The Toraono came hurtling back down to earth, caught himself in a roll and bounced back up with weapon ready for the next attack, but the mad man was simply…shredding. And, for a moment, he was simply mesmerized that a person could make any instrument even sound like that.

“Oh, one of them flighty bastards are yah now? he muttered, barely audible above the rockstar already. He entered another stance, different from his last, and gently sheathed the sword before crouching down to coil his muscles; his hand never leaving the hilt.
“Lets see if you’re quick enough to avoid this”

[Actions Sent]

 

[Chikamatsu Shin]

Participants​

Toraono Michino Player 1​

Kureji Player 2​

HP: 39,600/[42,000] -0 = 39,600 +26 +60 +70 Spiritual = 39,600 Temp HP: 730 +1650 -165 -672 -61 -266 = 486 -116 Cursed = 370 CP: 24,996/33,000 -1650 -81 -280 -505 -455 -616 -455 = 20,954 AP: 10.25 -1 -2 -2 -3 -2 =0.25. 10.25 AP Next Round Maintains: [Genetic Implant] [Untwisted Helix 5.5s spent] [Active Camo] Status: [Style 1] [Style 2] [Genetic Implant: You know which Passive] [Untwisted Helix: You know which Passive] [Gen 1] [Gen 2]

HP: 39,000 -366 -828 -969 =36,837 -156 Spiritual = 36,681 CP: 33,004/36,000 +1080 -103 -270 -200 -3780 -2178 = 27,553 AP: 10 -1.5 -4 -2.75 -0.75 = 1. 11 AP Next Round Maintains: [Genjutsu 1 6.5s spent] [Gen 2 1s spent] [Arena: Manifest Madness] [Puppet Fusion] Status: [Style 1] [Bleeding Rank 1]

Summon of Player 1	Clone(s) of Player 1	Creation of Player 1	Summon of Player 2	Clone(s) of Player 2	Puppet Fusion
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LETS GOOO!!!

Action

0s Upkeep Gen 1- 103 CP -165 HP 37 v 28 maintained Gen 2 -270 CP -672 HP 34 v 32 Michino technically has no maintains unless I am missing something, cool, next 0s Michino spits at Kureji! 44 v 33 hit 305 +25% -5% = 366 Damage +26 Spiritual Healing -90 -9 = 81 CP 16 nothing 1.95s Michino beings to blend in with the background, oooh fancy big cat patterns make great camo Buffed -560 -56 = 504 CP 28 nothing 1.5s Kureji uses a [Genjutsu] 39 v 44 Michino Resisted! -200 +10% -10% = -200 CP 1.95s Michino's still feels spiritual 3.90s Michiino begins to delve into the darkness! SPIKES ARE SUMMONED! Attacks Rolled result in 828 Damage +60 Spiritual Healing 39 v 42 miss 44 v 41 hit 200 +20% = 240 -10% = 216 31 v 34 miss 45 v 29 hit 200 +20% = 240 -15% = 204 38 v 33 hit 200 +20% = 240 -15% = 204 36 v 46 miss 40 v 42 miss 38 v 28 hit 200 +20% = 240 -15% = 204 They seem to have slightly better accuracy -505 -10% = 455 CP 24 nothin 5.50s Kureji Goes Wild! The world begins to warp and distort to the sound of his music! Kureji makes [Arena: Manifested Madness] 48 v 32 Crit Michino is absorbed into [Arena: Manifested Madness] The [Arena: Manifested Madness] makes 2 surges! LIGHTNING! 37 v 34 hit 65 -5% = -61 44% no effect FIRE! 42 v 32 hit 280 -5% = -266 44% no effect -4200 -10% = 3780 CP 5.50s Michiino makes a bubble! an Invisible Bubble! Rolled a 79, triggers SHELL [Arena: Manifested Madness] loses all damage buffs as it was cast at Rank 1 already 8.25s Kureji fuses his puppets together?! That bear is playing the drums! Puppet Fusion is born! -2420 CP -10% = 2178 CP 9.00s Kureji tries to slap Michino with his guitar! 43 v 46 Missed again! 9.76s Michiino begins to delve into the darkness! SPIKES ARE SUMMONED! AGAIN Attacks Rolled result in 969 Damage +70 Spiritual Healing 29 v 39 miss 41 v 46 miss 35 v 41 miss 48 v 38 CRIT 200 x2.25 = 450 +20% = 540 -15% 459 45 v 44 Partial Hit 75% 150 +20% = 180 -15% = 153 39 v 30 hit 200 +20% = 240 -15% = 204 39 v 38 Partial Hit 75% 150 +20% = 180 -15% = 153 31 v 38 miss Kureji is bleeding -505 -10% = 455 CP 2 nothin 10.00s Kureji's Cursed Damage Burst: -165 -672 -61 -266 = 1164 Damage =-116 Cursed 10.00s Michino's Spiritual Damage: -366 -828 -969 =2163 Damage = -156 Spiritual

Spoiler: BMod Questions/Comments

Michino, your first listed Free Action did not happen as
Michino, you ran out of AP because Invisible Shell triggered
Kureji, Manifested Madness and Puppet Fusion were done at R1 since you didn't indicate them to be mastered

Edit:
- Forgot Kureji's -10% Costs
- Forgot alignments, oops

 

[Kureji]

Kureji would let loose another genjutsu, just after the man had disappeared from his view. Doesn't matter to him as such, nobody can hide from sound. nearly two seconds later, black spikes would rush out and some would impale the rockstar as he laughed as he would weave through some and get hit by some others.

Chaotic energies surrounded Kureji as he would laugh hysterically, his own mind starting to warp the battle field in the image of his own design. First, everything blacked out. And then a spotlight shined down on Kureji as he had his arms wide out open, as if in presentation. Soon, different colored lights would shine down on the stage, yes! The stage! At first glance, anyone would think that it was just a concert stage. But then people would notice that it looked like a mix of a concert stage and that of a wrestling ring. Illusory phantoms would start cheering KUREJI! KUREJI! KUREJI!

An illusory microphone appeared in Kureji's free hand as he started to hype up the fake crowd, "WELCOME EVERYONE!!! I bring you all here tonight for the fight of your lives! The first fighter!!!" He gestures to himself and his clothes started to change. He now wore a helmet with horns on either side, like the ones in movies, along with a golden dress. The Illusionary women were going crazy whooping, hollering, and laughing. "It is the ONE! THE ONLY! The only guy that can pull off a look like this and still look good! KUREJIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!"

The illusionary crowd would chant his name once more. Soon after they would quiet down, Kureji would then snap his fingers and a spotlight would shine down on Michino. "In the other corner we have the head of the Toraono Clan. The thirteenth Kazekage. The MAN! THE MYTH!!! THE LEGEND!!!!! MAAAAAAAACHOOOOOOOOO MAAAAAAAAANNNNNNN!!!!!"

As before, the illusionary crowd would chant Machoman. Even some illusionary women would faint if he would look in their direction. Lightning would strike from the spotlight and a random confetti canon that was on the concert fired incendiary confetti at Michino, both hitting him.

But Kureji wasn't done just yet. Chakra strings would pick up two scrolls he had that summoned both a four foot tall stuffed teddy bear along with a whole drum set. With his powers, he combined them together to be a separate entity, The Teddy bear began banging on the drum set, adding into the music. Kureji would use this as an opportunity to get another quick strike in with the puppet tendrils of his guitar striking out, and again, it was missed.

Michino had countered fast, which the Rock star managed to dodge the first three attacks of the barrage as he would let out a fit of laughter, only to find the next set of attacks to all hit their mark, especially the first one. Blood drew on his right shoulder as pain flared up but Kureji wore a big smile on his face. "That's right Machoman! Show me whatchu got!"

(actions sent)

 

[Toraono Michino]

The Toraono warrior’s stance was flawless. Ready to spring at the sound of a whisper, and when he moved; it was indeed fast. Except, it wasn’t his blade that sang back into the air…it was a shot of chakra powered spit. The fluid sliced the air to ping his opponent, just enough for his hands to fly through a series of seals that coated his body in a film of chakra. It seemed to pull at the shadows, drawing Michino into the corner of Kureji’s vision as he looked for a moment to fully walk into the shadows. Left hand gripped on the scabbard, he slowly circled the rockstar and raised his right hand. Shadows from around the pillars began to swirl into fine point. With sudden speed, they rent the space between the deadly part and Kureji with frightening speed and percision. The swordsman’s purple eyes kept a focused stare; but also a smile had begun to lift.

Not to just the fight itself. The way the man carried on in combat was the pure embodiment of chaos. He had no idea what to expect and could only begin to react when cannons of fire and lightning sprang him from his position behind a stone pillar. Seals again, the shadowy weapon hovering beside him as his fingers collided to pull an invisible power around himself until he could find refuge.

Then, there was a toy bear. With a drum set. And suddenly, this thing he had never really gotten into called, “music,” was calling to the warrior; if only it wasn’t so absurd. The next thing he knew, illusions of a crowd filled the arena among his people, reacting to the rockstar’s methods more than the real people did. He called out his name as if the fight was just getting started. Perhaps, it was. Yet if the fool thought he could rattle the Toraono with sudden showboating, and dressing in drag, then he would be in for a rough time.

He was already used to fame, and being called ridiculous nicknames. As the light dropped upon him, Michino raised a fist with a deadly grin marking ear to ear. The other Toraono in audience began to raise their own calls above the illusions. Kureji was suddenly before him, guitar in hand, and swung once more with a weapon that seemed far to slow to the seasoned fighter. He side-stepped it, and kicked his leg back to dig his foot into his own shadow, and launched it forward in another series of spikes.

“As you wish,” was his only reply.

[Actions Sent]

 

[Chikamatsu Shin]

Participants​

Toraono Michino Player 1​

Kureji Player 2​

HP: 38,400/[42,000] -1200 Max -88 -672 Illusionary -1650 Illusionary +127 -449 -412 -599 -122 +71 -780 Illusionary -990 Illusionary -166 -435 -383 = 32,235/34,308/[42,000] Temp HP: 370 -165 Illusionary -196 -97 = -88 roll over CP: 20,954/33,000 -320 -1859 -612 = 18,163 AP: 10.25 AP -1.1 -3.02 -2.2 -2.47 -0.5 = 0.96. 10.96 AP Next Round Maintains: [Genetic Implant] [Untwisted Helix 15.5s spent] [Active Camo 8.05s spent] Status: [Style 1] [Style 2] [Genetic Implant: You know which Passive] [Untwisted Helix: You know which Passive] [Gen 3] [Gen 4] [Poison 1] [Poison 2]

HP: 36,681/39,000 +1170 -390 Bleed -3,580 -1967 -421 = 31,493 CP: 27,553/36,000 +1080 -103 -270 -504 -720 -1650 -90 = 25296 AP: 11 AP -0.5 -2 -2.5 -3 -1 -1.75 = 0.25. 10.25 AP Next Round Maintains: [Gen 2 11s spent] [Gen 3 5.99s spent] [Gen 4 3.19s spent] [Arena: Manifest Madness 4.5s spent] [Puppet Fusion] Status: [Style 1] [Bleeding Rank 1]

Summon of Player 1	Clone(s) of Player 1	Creation of Player 1	Summon of Player 2	Clone(s) of Player 2	Puppet Fusion
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LETS GOOO!!!

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0s Upkeep Gen 1 - 103 CP -165 HP 45 v 32 maintained Lightning Surge! 50 v 35 CRIT 130 -25% = 97 x2.25 = 218 -10% =196 Gen 2-270 CP -672 HP 35 v 31 maintained Lightning Surge Michino Auto-Dodges! Michino technically has no maintains unless I am missing something, cool, next 0s Kureji Slams on his guitar and hits Michino with a migraine! 45 v 35 Hits! 162 *10% = -16 CP 1500 *10% = 1650 Illusionary Damage 0s Michino Vanishes 0.91s Puppet Fusion tries to smack 29 v 32 Miss 1.46s Michino Comes swinging hard! HIGUMA! 3,580 damage 51 v 28 Hit! 1038 -10% +5% -5% +10% = 1038 44 v 32 Hit! 1038 -10% +5% -10% = 882 48 v 41 Hit! 1038 -10% +5% -15% = 830 36 v 39 Miss 34 v 30 Hit! 1038 -10% +5% -15% = 830 42 v 38 Hit! 1038 -10% +5% -5% = 935 38 v 25 Hit! 1038 -10% +5% -5% = 935 2064 -10% +15% = 2137 CP +259 Spiritual -50% = 127 Spiritual 1.82s Kureji Launches himself into the air 560 -10%= 504 1.82s Puppet Fusion tries to smack 35 v 40 miss 1.95s Michino's still feels spiritual 2.73s Puppet Fusion tries to smack 33 v 33 Partial 75% 705 -25% = 528 -5% -10% = 449 Poisoned ~~ 3.00s Michino makes his stealth check against Kureji, but he already popped 25 v 16 Hidden! (but it doesn't matter since he is already out of stealth) 3.28s Michino realizes that Kureji is airborne! He also launches into the air 3.64s Puppet Fusion tries to smack 47 v 32 Hit! 705 -5% -10% = 599 Dual Weapon 28 v 40 Miss Suppression -0.5 AP Tracer: -1 Stealth and +5% Auto Detect 4.01s Kureji Hits the Guitar and you feel the sound track of a sick twist coming up! 34 v 29 Hit 375+10% =412 damage 600+15%+15%-10% = 720 Cp Elemental Surge Michino Auto Dodge it! 4.50s Michino's DNA stabilizes 4.55s Puppet Fusion tries to smack 33 v 40 miss 4.99s Michino continues on the assault with Steel Weaving 1967 Damage 42 v 41 Partial 75% 375 -25% = 281 40 v 30 Hit 375 54 v 35 CRIT 375 x2.25 = 843 37 v 36 Partial 75% 375 -25% = 281 43 v 43 Partial 50% 375 -50% = 187 680 -10% = 612 612 *20% = 122 Damage +142 Spiritual -50% = +71 Spiritual 4.99s Michino tried to keep swinging but doesn't have enough energy 6.81s Kureji plays a sick tune that causes you to stay Overlaps [Gen 1] replaces it 34 v 29 Hits 900+10% = 990 damage 1375+15%+15%-10% = 1650 Cp Elemental Surge: Earth 41 v 42 Partial 25% 990 -25% = 742 -75% = 185 -10% =166 6.82s Kureji lands on the ground again 7.73s Kureji spits fire at Michino 46 v 40 Hits 335 +30% = 435 100 CP -10% = 90 8.28s Michino lands on the ground 9.32s Kureji sends a spray of needles from his guitar 32 v 36 Miss 10.00s Kureji's Cursed Damage Explodes: 97 +196 +1650 +449 +559 +780 +990 +166 +435 = 3837 = 383 Cursed Damage 10.00s Michino's Spiritual Damage Explodes: 3843 +1967 = 5810 = 421 Spiritual Damage

Spoiler: BMod Questions/Comments

There was a lot this round, please let me know what I missed, but after 4 hours and it approaching midnight I think I got it all!

Edits:

• Forgot to add in Upkeep recoveries
• Forgot to notate the poisoned conditions

 

[Chikamatsu Shin]

Per validation from both parties involved. The Moderated Battle potion of this thread has concluded! Until next time!

 

[Kureji]

The crowd goes wild as Kureji strikes all the chords of his guitar sending a violent shockwave of chakra through aiming at Michino's mind. And just like that, the man vanished again, Kureji would go wild as he would play his guitar, keeping up with the music as his eyes searched for Machoman. Teddy bear and the drum set would move as one, seemingly attacking something that Kureji can't see. And next thing he knows, Michino came at him from a blind spot and unleashed a series of attacks on him. Too fast for him to even dodge, but even so the rock star was laughing as he launched himself into the air.

The puppet fusion, all the while playing the drums would strike out against Michino once, twice, the second one glancing an attack off on him. A hit nonetheless. Kureji smiled as he knows what that means. The guy was able to jump up and meet him in the air and unleash another series of attacks on him just as he struck some chords on his guitar to hit some more chords.

He plays some more notes just as he is about to land back down on the ground. His hands came together quickly to form seals and to breath fire to hit the leader of the Toraono clan. Afterwards, he would press a button on the side of his guitar and a shower of needles would fly out, all of which had missed him.

The multicolored lights seemed to dance around the arena as a spotlight then shine down on both combatants. He would flash a smile at Michino before saying, "How ya feeling Machoman? I'd love to dance like this forever but that will lead to exhaustion from both sides." He knows that the man is currently being effected by both his genjutsus and now poisons on top of it. Kureji likes to fight, but it stops being fun if one is lagging behind the other, as such there's no exhilaration that comes from those types of fights.