Ninpocho Chronicles
Ninpocho Chronicles is a fantasy-ish setting storyline, set in an alternate universe World of Ninjas, where the Naruto and Boruto series take place. This means that none of the canon characters exists, or existed here.
Each ninja starts from the bottom and start their training as an Academy Student. From there they develop abilities akin to that of demigods as they grow in age and experience.
Along the way they gain new friends (or enemies), take on jobs and complete contracts and missions for their respective villages where their training and skill will be tested to their limits.
The sky is the limit as the blank page you see before you can be filled with countless of adventures with your character in the game.
This is Ninpocho Chronicles.
Current Ninpocho Chronicles Time:
Are thou entertained? (Sparring Anyone welcomed)
- Thread starter Kouin
- Start date
[Ooc: place holder! Bring it. Will add rp after you.]
BGM: Can You Handle It?
The brown hair shinobi began to explore his new surroundings. The weather was much warmer than it was in cloud, it was something Kouin was more accustomed to due to his time in mist. The gate reminded him quite vaguely of the way the gates in mist worked, minus the ever changing directions, but it acted as a first line of defense due to it fortitude.
As he walked through the gates he looked to all sides as far as his eyes could see. To one was side was a temple, which piqued no interest in Kouin's head. To the other were a group of towers, but lying between them he could see a dome like building, something akin to an arena of sorts, and if it was he wanted to test out how these shinobi actually fair against cloud shinobi.
As he approached the citadel he could get a better look at its features. It had a tall, ornate entrance, the arena is probably used for more than just combat but that interested him little as he made his way through the ornate entrance. As he walked through the hall he dragged his hand across the stone wall, and could feel a sort of warmth emit from it. The inside of the citadel was quite impressive; it had seats that appeared to be able to seat the entire village, but the seats were also protected from the combatants on the arena floor by a barrier of sorts, and it made him smile, Now I don't have to worry about accidentally frying a shinobi. A sly smirks worked across his face.
He walked to the opposite side of the colosseum, and turned to face the entrance he came from. His hand gripped the mask on his face, and sent it back into the void that was his temporal dimension. The removal revealed the remainder of his features; his green rippled eyes stared piercingly, and if could would've bored holes through the stone architecture, his hair was a slight chestnut brown, and stood at a modest six feet two inches. He leaned back against the wall and awaited a worthy opponent, if their were any in this village.
The brown hair shinobi began to explore his new surroundings. The weather was much warmer than it was in cloud, it was something Kouin was more accustomed to due to his time in mist. The gate reminded him quite vaguely of the way the gates in mist worked, minus the ever changing directions, but it acted as a first line of defense due to it fortitude.
As he walked through the gates he looked to all sides as far as his eyes could see. To one was side was a temple, which piqued no interest in Kouin's head. To the other were a group of towers, but lying between them he could see a dome like building, something akin to an arena of sorts, and if it was he wanted to test out how these shinobi actually fair against cloud shinobi.
As he approached the citadel he could get a better look at its features. It had a tall, ornate entrance, the arena is probably used for more than just combat but that interested him little as he made his way through the ornate entrance. As he walked through the hall he dragged his hand across the stone wall, and could feel a sort of warmth emit from it. The inside of the citadel was quite impressive; it had seats that appeared to be able to seat the entire village, but the seats were also protected from the combatants on the arena floor by a barrier of sorts, and it made him smile, Now I don't have to worry about accidentally frying a shinobi. A sly smirks worked across his face.
He walked to the opposite side of the colosseum, and turned to face the entrance he came from. His hand gripped the mask on his face, and sent it back into the void that was his temporal dimension. The removal revealed the remainder of his features; his green rippled eyes stared piercingly, and if could would've bored holes through the stone architecture, his hair was a slight chestnut brown, and stood at a modest six feet two inches. He leaned back against the wall and awaited a worthy opponent, if their were any in this village.
"Beautiful isn't it?"A calm voice would break the silence of the vacant Citadel followed by the sound of foot steps that would stop short of the entrance across from the foreigner. The sun's position allowed the structure to shade her appearance a little giving her a very mysterious look. She stared across at the foreigner in silence for a few seconds analyzing him. She had never met a shinobi of Kumo and had only data to go by. Her curiosity was what brought her to approach the man, to venture a meeting to learn for herself what they were all about. The man across from her had brown hair and spiral green eyes. The abnormality of the stranger only served as a amplifier to her interest in the foreigner. Still shaded by the structure of the entrance, Amaya would step out into the light and towards Kouin. Her face was that of a young model which deceived the perception of her age. On her right cheek were three scars not symmetrical to each other and yet poetically placed. Her eyes an emerald green circumference by black eye liner. She had long black hair and a stern and yet prestigious look on her face as she walked with her head held high. Her posture was that of an esteemed shinobi militant coupled with her runway esc walk. She would pause a few feet in front of the man leaning against the wall.
"This place hasn't been here for long but fits right into our humble village. My name is Akira Amaya, what brings you here?"
Amaya would place a hand on her hip to wait for his reply. On her right hip rest a white Anbu mask decorated with red markings and resembled the image of a smiling feline. On her left hip was strappings to her belt that fasten sealing scrolls. She was dressed in a dark green gi top that length to her thighs with black spandex shorts underneath. Her arms and legs were tone and athletic and was mostly covered in a light grade armor. A decorated Kanata was fasten to her back and a small daggers were belted across her lower thigh.
[topic entered]
[ooc: waiting on approvals before we begin]
[Edited: added pic/ edit pic]
The Kakutan Master had arrived, but not before settling in and setting out to follow Kouin to see what he was going to get himself into. He'd already dealt with the Titan foundation. And now would he try to use this as something more? Something to stick his devious hands within? Zo was smiling, his arm had finally been somewhat acclaimated to his normal training routine. And with everything in him he would find out that he was ready for some of the things that he would search and look out to do. There was definitely a level of worry when it came to Kouin. And Zo was sure worried about himself as well. However, when Zo made his appearance in this watchtower... He would be dawned with all of his equipment to spar and fight as well, but he wasnt here for that... Shifting in the midst of the crowd just watching on as his Sennin would look to fight and carry on the Ancient Will of Kumogakure's ANBU Guard. 'He's gonna make a fool of himself...' Zo thought, knowing that Kouin was a one trick pony when they fought. It was sad to think that he'd been taken down with such a simple strategy... but effective because of how he used the jutsu as opposed to the different types of jutsu he used... Zo wasnt prepared for it and nor would this woman be. Oh well, it would be fun to watch, hopefully.
Maybe it might e something of a different atmosphere... This Zo was eager to see the types of fighting the Stoners had planned within them. Who knew? He might want to figure some new type of jutsu while he was here...
[MFT]
[Entered as a spectator.]
His admiration for the architecture was briefly interrupted by an approaching warrior. She had long black hair, and piercing green eyes. The look in her eyes, he could sense the intensity that laid deep with in them; he knew he held a similar gaze. His eyes fixated on the anbu mask she wore, and a smile eased onto his face. Her posture was that of a dignified leader, or someone of rank that holds certain recognition, Maybe she is the anbu sennin of this village.... His hands ran over the cold stone walls and looked back into her eyes, It's quite the marvelous design, but its lacking something if you ask me. His eyes ran over the many walls of the dome, but he had noticed that it was quite clean of blood.His eyes wandering, he caught a glimpse of Zo, Hm. I guess he decided to keep an eye on me. Might as well give him a show to enjoy. He locked eyes with his second-in-command and gave him a stern nod, and mouthed the words, "Watch carefully". He was about to show Zo what he truly meant by his untapped power.
He took his spectacles from his face, and shined them with is shirt, It seems little action has been had here since it creation. But maybe we could change that? He returned his glasses to his face, and bored his spiraling eyes into the challenger. He loosened the tie around his neck, and threw his jacket up onto a pylon. He took in a deep breath, and took in an analysis of his opponent, Well-built figure, toned muscles, and a variety of weapons.... Seems like she'll do fine. The ions around him began to crackle and ignite; creating tendrils on lightning around him. My name is Sejuro Akashi, and and you said before I'm from Kumogakure. He pulled the glasses from his face and slipped them into his temporal realm; his complete emerald ripple eyes glared into Amaya's eyes, Though we both seem like people that introduce themselves through skill rather than speech, question is. Are you ready to tango?
[Pending Calling B-mod]
"Hmm, impressive."
Amaya would stand her ground and analyze this kumo shinobi and his display of chakra. It was of the highest caliber to such a degree that it became visible to the necked eye. Streams of lightening were being emitted which would bear some sort of clue to the nature of this man's chakra and maybe more. He would introduce himself as Sejuro Akashi of Kumogakure, a name not known by Amaya but with such a display of power, she had no qualms with taking notes of it. Another would arrive but not into the arena but instead into the stands. He to was unfamiliar to Amaya and so she found herself analyzing and watching him as he found himself a seat. It was a habit of distrust and suspicion picked up from years of service to the anbu corps but she concluded his intentions wasn't malicious in the least. He was fully armed much like Amaya and seemed to be interested in Akashi as was she. For now at least, Amaya would focus on Akashi who was now propositioning her to a more Iwagakure style of introduction to one another, one without words but skills. Amaya smiled as she fixed her eyes back to Akashi's. Her head still slightly tilted up with esteem would place her fingers on her cheek and slowly rub the lower lining of her three scars. This man was beginning to remind her of someone, a ghost from her past. There was sincerity in her eyes for just a moment and as swiftly as the Iwa's winds raced by, lifting her dark hair in its passing, the sincerity was gone and only the eyes of a shinobi warrior, calm and true, remained. Here in Iwagakure, strength is valued over all else and this man seemed to respect that of it's people. Amaya would blink slowly, removing her hand from her check and resting it slightly on her Riot Katana hilt. She wondered about this man for a bit giving no hint as to what she was thinking. So instead, she would simply stare and blink gracefully until the wind began to pick up once more and it's pursuit slowly eased again.
"You've never tangled with the Devils of Iwagakure, very well then. A friendly bout between nations is in order. Allow me to be the emissary of Iwagakure's might!"
[Calling B mod!]
"How they do where you from?"
Taking his seat at the slowly filling show to be had, Umashi still wore his medical robes about himself as he flashed a brief but courteous smile to a kid who's parents obviously checked them out of the academy for the day to watch the festivities. Word traveled fast it seemed and though he was trying to remain inconspicuous, his entourage of an all red traditionally dressed shinobi and pirate duo cleared way around him so that he could clearly see the bout. The shinobi guarding him was clearly a female due to her physique but other than that, all that was seen were her unassuming brown eyes and fair complexion. Of the pirate, he looked more like Umashi in that his skin tone was was brown as the earth around them with matching colored eyes. No doubt it was due to discipline that he didn't mind the discomfort of walking around fully decorated as a pirate but if it wasn't the actual outfit, it was the red color of it that drew eyes to him. Umashi wanted to keep the attention on the spar and not himself so he cleared his throat and the two sat down instead of continuing to stand. Slouching a bit and leaning back, Umashi waited to see just what kind of show he was in store for today as his green eyes seemed to glow with delight at this current test of might.
OOC: Topic entered.
OOC #2: If I'm allowed to be the bmod then I'll be double posting, one with the mod and one with my actual IC post.
[Entering as Spectator]
In the hall, back behind the stands, a small young girl wondered from entry way to entry way, seeing this newly finished building finally standing and open, completed while she was gone. People were entering into the archways, entering into the main amphitheater. She heard a group of people speaking about a potential bout of some sort that looked to be about to go underway and followed behind. She was on the second level, a mild distance away but prime for watching the greater area, but she had a fix for distance issue. She stopped at the entryway and looked around, seeing the towers in the distance that surrounded the arena, and the workmanship that went into the building. A person behind her brushed against her as he passed and that got her moving in forward and down the steps. There were seats a plenty, but she didn't want to be bothered by some spectator that went bat shit crazy during the event. Below she could see two people standing on the ground floor, seeming to square off to one another. Chance smiled on her, as she was possibly going to be seeing some fight by how the people spoke.
Sara walked down two floors and circled around the arena until she found some decent seats mostly free of others, next to the railing. She wasn't sure whom the competitors were, but it didn't matter that much to her. She wanted to study their technique, methodology, and differences to her own style more then learn who they were. Sara peered over the ledge. The seats lower were more ground floor like, and wouldn't allow for as good a view, especially if this was a fight between skilled opponents. "I could spit from here. Let it dribble and no one below would be the wiser...That guy in red, drenched"
'Why is it so quite all of a sudden?' Sara looked down at the two. She had missed it, the action had already started. Lightning erupted from one of them, forming waving fingers. Wait, bigger then fingers, he made tentacles? 'Oooh. Looks interesting. But, they are a little showy.', the young girl thought, but she shouldn't have been one to think such. She herself did similar all the time, all the time! Though, using less formed or shaped molded methods. She focused, utilizing a basic skill of hers to learn more about what was going on. It was an innate ability, well not really. It did require some amount focus, as mild as it was becoming. For her, the ease was and naturalness of it was becoming more so more often. Her eyes glowing lighter then before. She didn't want to miss a beat, as she pulled some gum out of her pocket and bit onto the paper to pull it free. Lightning was her thing as well. She could hear the little crackles of energy as the crowd watched eagerly.
[Training]
WC: 493
In the hall, back behind the stands, a small young girl wondered from entry way to entry way, seeing this newly finished building finally standing and open, completed while she was gone. People were entering into the archways, entering into the main amphitheater. She heard a group of people speaking about a potential bout of some sort that looked to be about to go underway and followed behind. She was on the second level, a mild distance away but prime for watching the greater area, but she had a fix for distance issue. She stopped at the entryway and looked around, seeing the towers in the distance that surrounded the arena, and the workmanship that went into the building. A person behind her brushed against her as he passed and that got her moving in forward and down the steps. There were seats a plenty, but she didn't want to be bothered by some spectator that went bat shit crazy during the event. Below she could see two people standing on the ground floor, seeming to square off to one another. Chance smiled on her, as she was possibly going to be seeing some fight by how the people spoke.
Sara walked down two floors and circled around the arena until she found some decent seats mostly free of others, next to the railing. She wasn't sure whom the competitors were, but it didn't matter that much to her. She wanted to study their technique, methodology, and differences to her own style more then learn who they were. Sara peered over the ledge. The seats lower were more ground floor like, and wouldn't allow for as good a view, especially if this was a fight between skilled opponents. "I could spit from here. Let it dribble and no one below would be the wiser...That guy in red, drenched"
'Why is it so quite all of a sudden?' Sara looked down at the two. She had missed it, the action had already started. Lightning erupted from one of them, forming waving fingers. Wait, bigger then fingers, he made tentacles? 'Oooh. Looks interesting. But, they are a little showy.', the young girl thought, but she shouldn't have been one to think such. She herself did similar all the time, all the time! Though, using less formed or shaped molded methods. She focused, utilizing a basic skill of hers to learn more about what was going on. It was an innate ability, well not really. It did require some amount focus, as mild as it was becoming. For her, the ease was and naturalness of it was becoming more so more often. Her eyes glowing lighter then before. She didn't want to miss a beat, as she pulled some gum out of her pocket and bit onto the paper to pull it free. Lightning was her thing as well. She could hear the little crackles of energy as the crowd watched eagerly.
[Training]
WC: 493
Amaya
HP: 62700
CP: 30000-3319=26681
AP: 10-8.75=11
Status: Feeling like Rocky / Defending / Encased in an Aura of Fear / Drowning underwater
Equipped:: Riot Katana
VS
Kouin
HP: 48000-3178=44822
CP: 31500-6909=24591
AP: 10-9.5=10.5
Status: In a Time Bubble / Moving fast / Guiding a Storm / Standing on shaky ground / Sprained Head / Bleed Rank 1
Equipped:: Nothing
Round Actions:
0s~Kouin steps out of time!
0s~Amaya decides to duel Kouin.
0s~Kouin decides to duel Amaya.
0s~Amaya initiates her earthen style.
0s~Kouin initiates his quasi time bending style.
0s~Amaya goes into a defensive stance.
0s~Amaya quickdraws her Riot Katana!
0.5s~Kouin hastily creates a storm!
1~Kouin pulls out some strings for his electric guitar ninja wire.
2.75s~Amaya focuses and then shows off her Devastating Aura that shakes the arena! (Hit)
-Kouin cowers in fear!
-Kouin loses his footing!
3.5s~Kouin attempts to drown Amaya with the use of his guitar strings ninja wire! (Hit)
-Amaya sinks like a stone!
4.5s~Amaya plays in the shadows.
-Amaya begins to suffocate!
5s~Kouin does some gang signs that seemingly cause nothing to happen!
6.75s~Amaya attempts to execute Kouin! (Critical Hit)
-Kouins head is sprained!
-Kouin begins to bleed!
OOC Notes:
~If there are any questions or concerns, please PM or Skype me
~Suffocation only does HP damage after it occurs twice in a round.
~I’m skipping my usual Battle RP in order to expedite the process of modding.
HP: 62700
CP: 30000-3319=26681
AP: 10-8.75=11
Status: Feeling like Rocky / Defending / Encased in an Aura of Fear / Drowning underwater
Equipped:: Riot Katana
VS
Kouin
HP: 48000-3178=44822
CP: 31500-6909=24591
AP: 10-9.5=10.5
Status: In a Time Bubble / Moving fast / Guiding a Storm / Standing on shaky ground / Sprained Head / Bleed Rank 1
Equipped:: Nothing
Round Actions:
0s~Kouin steps out of time!
0s~Amaya decides to duel Kouin.
0s~Kouin decides to duel Amaya.
0s~Amaya initiates her earthen style.
0s~Kouin initiates his quasi time bending style.
0s~Amaya goes into a defensive stance.
0s~Amaya quickdraws her Riot Katana!
0.5s~Kouin hastily creates a storm!
1~Kouin pulls out some strings for his electric guitar ninja wire.
2.75s~Amaya focuses and then shows off her Devastating Aura that shakes the arena! (Hit)
-Kouin cowers in fear!
-Kouin loses his footing!
3.5s~Kouin attempts to drown Amaya with the use of his guitar strings ninja wire! (Hit)
-Amaya sinks like a stone!
4.5s~Amaya plays in the shadows.
-Amaya begins to suffocate!
5s~Kouin does some gang signs that seemingly cause nothing to happen!
6.75s~Amaya attempts to execute Kouin! (Critical Hit)
-Kouins head is sprained!
-Kouin begins to bleed!
OOC Notes:
~If there are any questions or concerns, please PM or Skype me
~Suffocation only does HP damage after it occurs twice in a round.
~I’m skipping my usual Battle RP in order to expedite the process of modding.
HEAVY METAL QUEEN
The two would focus on one another as the stands began to fill. It was as if the people of Iwagakure could smell a battle brewing from miles away. This was not at all surprising to the heavy metal queen as she was born and bread in a battle harden society. Focusing on each other, they would enter their respective fighting styles. Time seemed to stand still for a moment until things kicked off. Tge two wasting no more time in their actions, Amaya drawing her Riot katanna and her opponent weaved seals. She rushed forward in a charge. The skies began to darken and clouds rushed together violently. "What are you planning?" Then Akashi drew ninja wires causing Amaya to slide in closer with her katanna overhead. The arena would shake as she ready her swing but Akashi had other plans. Causing the ground beneath her to give way into deep water. Splashing backward, Amaya's emerald eyes would lock to Akashi's as she slowly sunk. "Akashi... you set this trap knowing I would charge forward... but..." she would continue to sink until she reached the darkest part of the shallow water and in an instant she would vanish and re appear directly in front of him right beneath the surface of the pool, her blade slicing through the surface and grazing his cheek.
[Mft]
[Sending actions]
BGM: Who the Hell do you think I am?
The two focused in on each other; two duelist ready to commit to combat. The air grew heavy with the twos aura swelling the area, Kouin was certain the audience could feel the tension between the two grow stronger, yet they both bided their time, preparing for any possibilities. Though time favored him, and he unleashed a myriad of storm clouds into the sky above; the sound of thunder and lingering lightning in the clouds could be heard and seen by all present, I hope you dont mind a little rain... A smirk worked onto his face as a slightly drizzle began to fall from the sky, and slowly the storm grew stronger and more violent.
A chilling vibe shivered down Kouin's spine; his ripple eyes could clearly see a devestating aura emit from Amaya's person. Placing a foot behind him, he could feel his knees shake a bit; he took in a deep breath and steadied himself the best he could. Rain continued to fall in immense quantities, as a pool began to form beneath them them, Care to go for a swim, because i sure do hope you can swim. He observed carefully as Amaya began to sink into the water; he drew out a plethora of wires and hurled them into the depths of water, and latch onto the sinking stone.
He blinked for on a mere moment before hid gaze was filled by Amaya once more. The stroke of her blade made contact with the side of his face, and he could feel his head snap back a bit in slight surprise. The shock made him feel a bit of whiplash. He could feel droplets of blood fall to the ground and mix with the pool of water.
He had been hit. And by surprise no less. He clenched his fists tightly in his hand, and hr could feel his nails break his skin. White began to fill his vision.
He was always prepared for the expected, and respected forward assault attacks like Zo brought forth. Was his confidence being shattered? What was he to do? If he couldnt trust hos instincts what could he believe in? He hadn't gained the ttust of many kumo nin, but they respected his power enough not to attack him, but who could he lean on?
A light sensation touched his back; glancing behind him he could see three distinct faces: Shinrya Kitsune, medical practitioner; a person who trusted him to some degree, and at least surmised him to not being an asshole. Then it was Shinrya Kahako, a person who rather see him dead, but was willing to give him a chance at redemption. Finally he saw Akane, the light that guided him from striking mighty blows against Kumo. Even though they weren't physically with him, he could feel their strength empower him; then a regal voice broke his mental silence, it was none other than Kitsune. Cant believe in yourself can you? Well believe in us; believe in the Shinrya that believe in you... He could feel his footing become firmer than before, yet they weren't done; the tender Akane looked into his deep ripple eyes, Your hands are the hands that will pierce the heavens, so just come back alive, ok? He could suddenly feel determination course through his body, but than a sudden smack hit him across the face; he was wondering if his mental image of Kahako would do anything, A real man never dies, even when he's killed. SO LEMME SEE YOU GRIT THOSE TEETH! An imaginary fist planted right into his face as he snapped back into reality. He had a newfound affirmation in his own power that was backed by the striking beauties of Kumo.
His fist unclenched slightly, droplets of blood trickled from his fingertips, he uttered a whisper just loud enough for Amaya to hear, Just who the hell do you think I am? He pointed dramatically up to the sky, and pulled out a pointy pair of orange sunglasses and placed them on his face; I'm going to tell you something important now, so you better dig the wax out of those huge ears of yours and listen! The reputation of Kumogakure echoes far and wide. When they talk about its badass leader - the man of indomitable spirit and masculinity - they're talking about me! The mighty Akashi! His eyes glowered with a newfound intensity, he could feel his energy soaring to new limits, Now let me see you grit those teeth, or else you'll be eating dirt.
[Actions being sent in a bit]
The two focused in on each other; two duelist ready to commit to combat. The air grew heavy with the twos aura swelling the area, Kouin was certain the audience could feel the tension between the two grow stronger, yet they both bided their time, preparing for any possibilities. Though time favored him, and he unleashed a myriad of storm clouds into the sky above; the sound of thunder and lingering lightning in the clouds could be heard and seen by all present, I hope you dont mind a little rain... A smirk worked onto his face as a slightly drizzle began to fall from the sky, and slowly the storm grew stronger and more violent.
A chilling vibe shivered down Kouin's spine; his ripple eyes could clearly see a devestating aura emit from Amaya's person. Placing a foot behind him, he could feel his knees shake a bit; he took in a deep breath and steadied himself the best he could. Rain continued to fall in immense quantities, as a pool began to form beneath them them, Care to go for a swim, because i sure do hope you can swim. He observed carefully as Amaya began to sink into the water; he drew out a plethora of wires and hurled them into the depths of water, and latch onto the sinking stone.
He blinked for on a mere moment before hid gaze was filled by Amaya once more. The stroke of her blade made contact with the side of his face, and he could feel his head snap back a bit in slight surprise. The shock made him feel a bit of whiplash. He could feel droplets of blood fall to the ground and mix with the pool of water.
He had been hit. And by surprise no less. He clenched his fists tightly in his hand, and hr could feel his nails break his skin. White began to fill his vision.
He was always prepared for the expected, and respected forward assault attacks like Zo brought forth. Was his confidence being shattered? What was he to do? If he couldnt trust hos instincts what could he believe in? He hadn't gained the ttust of many kumo nin, but they respected his power enough not to attack him, but who could he lean on?
A light sensation touched his back; glancing behind him he could see three distinct faces: Shinrya Kitsune, medical practitioner; a person who trusted him to some degree, and at least surmised him to not being an asshole. Then it was Shinrya Kahako, a person who rather see him dead, but was willing to give him a chance at redemption. Finally he saw Akane, the light that guided him from striking mighty blows against Kumo. Even though they weren't physically with him, he could feel their strength empower him; then a regal voice broke his mental silence, it was none other than Kitsune. Cant believe in yourself can you? Well believe in us; believe in the Shinrya that believe in you... He could feel his footing become firmer than before, yet they weren't done; the tender Akane looked into his deep ripple eyes, Your hands are the hands that will pierce the heavens, so just come back alive, ok? He could suddenly feel determination course through his body, but than a sudden smack hit him across the face; he was wondering if his mental image of Kahako would do anything, A real man never dies, even when he's killed. SO LEMME SEE YOU GRIT THOSE TEETH! An imaginary fist planted right into his face as he snapped back into reality. He had a newfound affirmation in his own power that was backed by the striking beauties of Kumo.
His fist unclenched slightly, droplets of blood trickled from his fingertips, he uttered a whisper just loud enough for Amaya to hear, Just who the hell do you think I am? He pointed dramatically up to the sky, and pulled out a pointy pair of orange sunglasses and placed them on his face; I'm going to tell you something important now, so you better dig the wax out of those huge ears of yours and listen! The reputation of Kumogakure echoes far and wide. When they talk about its badass leader - the man of indomitable spirit and masculinity - they're talking about me! The mighty Akashi! His eyes glowered with a newfound intensity, he could feel his energy soaring to new limits, Now let me see you grit those teeth, or else you'll be eating dirt.
[Actions being sent in a bit]
A sudden commotion drew Shashu's attention as she made her way through the crowds near Iwa's main gate. She had long since shaken off the inevitable few curious passersby that had followed her after she separated from the main group, and the village itself hadn't assigned any shinobi to keep tabs on her thus far, so it was unlikely it had anything to do with her. Well, they hadn't assigned anybody as far as she knew. There was always the off chance that Iwa had someone good enough to track her without her knowledge, but she doubted it. There were few who could match the spidery ANBU in a game of cat and mouse as is, and fewer still who could do so without alerting her to their presence. No, it was far more likely this commotion had another source.
She made her way to the edge of the crowd, taking care not to draw attention to herself in the process. All the excitement seemed to originate from a large stone citadel that bore the markings of an arena, with signs pointing the way for combatants and spectators alike.
I've got a bad feeling about this...
"Hey there friend, who's fighting?" Shashu inquired jovially, approaching a man leaning casually against an archway at the entrance. He looked her over, taking in the form of a rather dashing gun-toting pirate she'd met a while back. She wasn't fool enough to be wandering around in her true appearance after all. Not now, when she was undertaking such a delicate mission in potentially enemy territory.
"One of ours, name of Akira Amaya. She's up against a foreigner, one of those Lightning shinobi what just arrived. Lanky, glasses, had a mask on earlier, if you saw em come in. Didn't catch his name though, Ara-something or other. Care to make a wager? I can give you good odds on the foreigner, seeing as you're one yourself."
That absolute fool! What in Sin's name is he thinking? We just got here, and already he's rocking the boat. Shashu fumed inwardly, careful not to let it colour her face.
"I think I'll take you up on that, though I'm from Wind myself. Put it on the foghead for me will ya?"
The man chuckled as he took her coin. "Don't even need to hear the odds eh? It's two-to-one against your man, on account of local favor and all."
"Just how I like em. See you when it's over friend, don't be running if you owe me!"
Shashu waved over her shoulder as she headed into the stadium proper, a pleasant and cocksure smile hiding the stormclouds in her thoughts.
Did he even stop to consider what's on the line here? That bastard had better win, or by the Fayth I'll make him pay for it.
A faint smell wafted across her nose as she settled in, but she couldn't quite place the scent. It was familiar, recently familiar, almost like...
No, not now. There are more important things to think about than...that.
Tearing her attention back to the fight, it seemed she had arrived just as the two finished their first skirmish. It was rather even, with Kouin slightly worse for wear but in a better position tactically. She also had the dubious pleasure of hearing his monologue, which drew an audible groan from the disguised Kumo-nin.
He just keeps digging himself deeper, doesn't he? You had better win boya, or there will be hell to pay.
[MFT]
Amaya
HP: 62700-4257-9800+3135+5016+5016=61810
CP: 26681-3766+2987=25902
AP: 11-10=11
Status: Bleed Rank 3 / Sprained Hands / Sprained Arms / Feeling like Rocky . . . after taking a few punches / Curse Seal Activated
Equipped:: Riot Katana
VS
Kouin
HP: 44822-480-2088+2860=45114
CP: 24591-8010+6218=22799
AP: 11.5-11=12
Status: Standing on shaky ground / Sprained Legs (Plus an additional -1 Dodge) / Sprained Neck (Plus an additional +5% to CP cost) / Defying Gravity / Curse Seal activated
Equipped:: Nothing
Kaze Narumi
HP: Same as Kouin
CP: Same as Kouin
AP: Same as Kouin
Status: Same as Kouin
Equipped:: Nothing
Round Actions:
0s~Kouin is still afraid of Amaya.
0s~Amaya learns how to walk on water!
0s~The Gates of Babylon return from the future! (Miss/Hit/Crit[Bloody Mess]/Miss/Crit[Bloody Mess])
-Amaya reflexively creates a Barrier to soak up damage! (NE Effect Activates)
-Amaya begins to bleed!
0s~Amaya enters stealth!
-Kouin is not aware of her.
0s~Amaya quickly draws ninja wire from her pockets.
1.81s~Amaya calls her focused shots while throwing Sand Stars with fancy strings attached to them from stealth! (Crit [Auto Dodged] /Hit/Hit/Crit/Crit [Auto Dodged])
-Called Shot Legs and Neck successful.
-Called Shot Hands is not successful.
-Kouin is suppressed.
-Amaya is no longer stealthed!
-The ground rumbles.
3.17s~Amaya uses Sink Hole Fist! (Hit)
-Kouins Head is Sprained!
3.5s~Kouin decides that he didn’t like the last round and reverses it!
0s~Kouin decides to duel Amaya again.
0s~Kouin activates a curse seal!
4.86s~Kouin defies gravity.
7.58s~Kouin causes a debilitating Shredding Torent to converge on Amaya! (Crit [Bloody Mess])
-Amayas Heart is Sprained.
-Amayas Hands are Sprained.
-Amayas Arms are Sprained
-Amaya Bleeds a whole lot more!
8.48s~Amaya activates a curse seal too!
-Sprained Heart healed away!
9.39s~Kouin summons summons a Goon!
10s~Amaya Quickly Heals!
10s~Amaya could not complete her actions.
OOC Notes:
~If there are any questions or concerns, please PM or Skype me
~Gates of Babylon can only cause bleeding once, so while Amaya should have gone to Rank 2 Bleeding from the two critical hits, it capped out at Rank 1.
~Buffs/Debuffs/Equips/Abilities, etc were accounted for both before and after Reversion hit.
~Amayas conditionals disrupted her ability to do anything other than conditionals in the end.
~I’m skipping my usual Battle RP in order to expedite the process of modding.
HP: 62700-4257-9800+3135+5016+5016=61810
CP: 26681-3766+2987=25902
AP: 11-10=11
Status: Bleed Rank 3 / Sprained Hands / Sprained Arms / Feeling like Rocky . . . after taking a few punches / Curse Seal Activated
Equipped:: Riot Katana
VS
Kouin
HP: 44822-480-2088+2860=45114
CP: 24591-8010+6218=22799
AP: 11.5-11=12
Status: Standing on shaky ground / Sprained Legs (Plus an additional -1 Dodge) / Sprained Neck (Plus an additional +5% to CP cost) / Defying Gravity / Curse Seal activated
Equipped:: Nothing
Kaze Narumi
HP: Same as Kouin
CP: Same as Kouin
AP: Same as Kouin
Status: Same as Kouin
Equipped:: Nothing
Round Actions:
0s~Kouin is still afraid of Amaya.
0s~Amaya learns how to walk on water!
0s~The Gates of Babylon return from the future! (Miss/Hit/Crit[Bloody Mess]/Miss/Crit[Bloody Mess])
-Amaya reflexively creates a Barrier to soak up damage! (NE Effect Activates)
-Amaya begins to bleed!
0s~Amaya enters stealth!
-Kouin is not aware of her.
0s~Amaya quickly draws ninja wire from her pockets.
1.81s~Amaya calls her focused shots while throwing Sand Stars with fancy strings attached to them from stealth! (Crit [Auto Dodged] /Hit/Hit/Crit/Crit [Auto Dodged])
-Called Shot Legs and Neck successful.
-Called Shot Hands is not successful.
-Kouin is suppressed.
-Amaya is no longer stealthed!
-The ground rumbles.
3.17s~Amaya uses Sink Hole Fist! (Hit)
-Kouins Head is Sprained!
3.5s~Kouin decides that he didn’t like the last round and reverses it!
0s~Kouin decides to duel Amaya again.
0s~Kouin activates a curse seal!
4.86s~Kouin defies gravity.
7.58s~Kouin causes a debilitating Shredding Torent to converge on Amaya! (Crit [Bloody Mess])
-Amayas Heart is Sprained.
-Amayas Hands are Sprained.
-Amayas Arms are Sprained
-Amaya Bleeds a whole lot more!
8.48s~Amaya activates a curse seal too!
-Sprained Heart healed away!
9.39s~Kouin summons summons a Goon!
10s~Amaya Quickly Heals!
10s~Amaya could not complete her actions.
OOC Notes:
~If there are any questions or concerns, please PM or Skype me
~Gates of Babylon can only cause bleeding once, so while Amaya should have gone to Rank 2 Bleeding from the two critical hits, it capped out at Rank 1.
~Buffs/Debuffs/Equips/Abilities, etc were accounted for both before and after Reversion hit.
~Amayas conditionals disrupted her ability to do anything other than conditionals in the end.
~I’m skipping my usual Battle RP in order to expedite the process of modding.
Kouin reached down to feel the inside of his pocket, but to his lack of memory he left his watch back in Kumo; with a stressed sigh hr began to concentrate his temporal abilities to his core. His eye closed as he continued to focus intently on turning back the hands of time, regretfully the move didn't allow him to speed it up in anyway, which meant it could leave him open for sometime. Tuning out the combatant in front of him, he could feel the constant blows flourishing against him; groaning internally he could feel the move was almost ready.
His clenched fist began to glow in a low-light blue hue; the stone around him began to fly upwards. Dropping the orb of energy to the ground. The arena was engulfed quickly by a blinding light and a heavy temporal field; this lasted for a mere seconds before all the energy came crashing back into Kouin. Temporal energy quickly began to repair away at both combatants bodies; healing and rejuvenating their sprained and bloodied bodies. A total reset some call, but his temporal strength couldn't even fathom a total reset, this was more of a high caliber reversal.
A wicked smile appeared on Kouin's face as he pulled out a book from his pouch, Let's see if what they say is true, and paper really does cover rock. He opened the book to the middle, and poured his chakra into it. The pages began to fly off the spine, and violently swirled around him. He directed the torrent of paper towards Amaya. He watched as the torrent battered and beat against the stone-faced shinobi. Hardly even flinching in the grand torrent. The most direct tactic wasn't working in this current state.... Time to bring her out Biting the tip of his thumb, he began to form various seals, and ended with both hands planted on the ground.
A void in the ground tore open as the Demonic Outer Path rose from the ground, mouth wide open. Placing his hand on it, Kouin began to pour his chakra into it; with an audible hack, the Outer Path released his Path, the other part of his consciousness. He took another look at the stone beast in front of him, With that much physical defense.... Maybe her mental and spiritual defenses are the key to victory.
The body finally opened its eyes and revealed the same emerald ripples that Kouin possessed. You're done fighting just one of use, or maybe it still is just one of us; can you tell the difference? Maybe mocking the opponent wasn't the best career move, but he liked to poke fun at people. The path moved to Kouin's side, and prepared itself for battle; this would be Kouin's first time fighting with a split conscious, the downside of this could be traumatic, but it could also be his saving grace; only time could tell.
[Sending actions <<]
His clenched fist began to glow in a low-light blue hue; the stone around him began to fly upwards. Dropping the orb of energy to the ground. The arena was engulfed quickly by a blinding light and a heavy temporal field; this lasted for a mere seconds before all the energy came crashing back into Kouin. Temporal energy quickly began to repair away at both combatants bodies; healing and rejuvenating their sprained and bloodied bodies. A total reset some call, but his temporal strength couldn't even fathom a total reset, this was more of a high caliber reversal.
A wicked smile appeared on Kouin's face as he pulled out a book from his pouch, Let's see if what they say is true, and paper really does cover rock. He opened the book to the middle, and poured his chakra into it. The pages began to fly off the spine, and violently swirled around him. He directed the torrent of paper towards Amaya. He watched as the torrent battered and beat against the stone-faced shinobi. Hardly even flinching in the grand torrent. The most direct tactic wasn't working in this current state.... Time to bring her out Biting the tip of his thumb, he began to form various seals, and ended with both hands planted on the ground.
A void in the ground tore open as the Demonic Outer Path rose from the ground, mouth wide open. Placing his hand on it, Kouin began to pour his chakra into it; with an audible hack, the Outer Path released his Path, the other part of his consciousness. He took another look at the stone beast in front of him, With that much physical defense.... Maybe her mental and spiritual defenses are the key to victory.
The body finally opened its eyes and revealed the same emerald ripples that Kouin possessed. You're done fighting just one of use, or maybe it still is just one of us; can you tell the difference? Maybe mocking the opponent wasn't the best career move, but he liked to poke fun at people. The path moved to Kouin's side, and prepared itself for battle; this would be Kouin's first time fighting with a split conscious, the downside of this could be traumatic, but it could also be his saving grace; only time could tell.
[Sending actions <<]
HEAVY METAL QUEEN
The heavy pressured pond created by Akashi was indeed formidable but Amaya soon found her way out of its grabs at least for now and in the nick of time. She new he had not intend to drown her but instead was setting the stage for something bigger. She had no time to catch her breath for as soon as she emerged from the depths, lightning blades rained from above. She did what she could under the circumstances using her her Riot katanna to pary the unavoidable strikes and was able to minimize the damage she took. Luckily for her that her custom made armor was up to the job with extreme durability. Her damage was minor but she was bleeding from her arm. Her gaze traveled with the run away trail of blood as it dripped from her Fist. "Hmm as expected he uses the lightening element style jutsu and with a combination of water which makes his attacks more lethal. He doesn't favor close combat however and his attacks keeps distance between us. I need to close the gap." With one blink Amaya was out of Akashi's sight and before he could search for her, she had already revealed herself from behind him and was lobbing Shuriken at him. At first they would seem as if they were tossed in his general direction but the glare created by the sun would reveal the Ninja Wire attached to the Shuriken making them a guided assualt. Amaya had attached the same ninja wire used to trap her under water on her Shuriken. Closing in the gap Amaya leaped forward with a jab to Akashi's face but as she did this she realized he was smiling. A instant regret was apparent as she had fallen for some sort of trap. Engulfed in a field she would be blinded by a flash of light that appeared and vanished in an instant. This surprise halted her advance in order for her to grasp what had just happened. The Aura she was emitting had faded and her previous injuries were gone. Even the water in her throat had gone. Confused by this and by the fact that Akashi had recovered, Amaya was unable to react to Akashi's next move. A book held by him unleashed a torrent of paper that engulfed her. It ripped and tore at her with nothing in her sight but rushing razor paper. "This is bad..." Amaya was eventually pushed back and had sustained quite a bit of injury. Rising up she would dust herself off and stare at Kouin. Her eyes no longer an emerald green but an ominous gold. She was forced to take the game up a notch and it was showing in her eyes but not her face. Her face remained Calm as ever as she readied herself once more. Akashi then summoned a person using an unsightly jutsu, something Amaya had never seen before. They had the same eyes and he walked out of a big face that ripped from below.
Not speaking, Amaya pointed her blade in their direction. Two on one was her situation and she had no idea of the extent of either of their abilities. She had to be smart if she wanted to win this. Figuring out what other skills and abilities, like the earlier flash of light, these two possessed was the key.
"Fine! I'll take you both on."
[Mft]
[actions sent]
Amaya
HP: 61810+5016-2069=60631+5016=62700+5016=62700
CP: 25902-6869=19033
AP: 11-11=11
Status: Bleed Rank 2 / Feeling like Bamm-Bamm / Wearing Active Camo
Equipped:: Riot Katana
Amaya #2 (aka Sandy)
HP/CP: 11250-5685=5565
AP: 4.66
Status: Feeling like a punching bag
Equipped:: N/A
VS
Kouin
HP: 45114-10450=34664
CP: 22799-5227+1725=19297
AP: 12-9=12
Status: Standing on shaky ground / Sprained Legs (Plus an additional -1 Dodge) / Sprained Neck (Plus an additional +5% to CP cost) / Defying Gravity / Curse Seal
Equipped:: Nothing
Kaze Narumi
HP: Same as Kouin
CP: Same as Kouin
AP: Same as Kouin
Status: Slightly affected by some of Kouins debuffs (See RS table about how debuffs work)
Equipped:: Nothing
Round Actions:
0s~Amaya heals a decent amount of HP (Hits Max HP).
0s~Amaya bleeds profusely.
0s~Amaya feels the pressure.
1.81s~Amaya creates a stunt double and goes into stealth!
-Kouin and Narumi are both fooled!
2.5s~Kouin creates a Tatsumaki around Amaya!
-Amaya #1 dodges the attack thanks in part to being in Stealth!
-Amaya #2 is lifted high into the air only to be revealed as a fraud!
-Kouin and Narumi are aware that Amaya #2 is a clone named Sandy!
3.71s~Amaya does something in stealth.
5s~Narumi activates a Chakra Vacuum!
-Sandy is hit and affected.
-Amaya is nowhere to be seen and nor is she hit so thus she is not affected.
7.08s~Narumi tries to throw Amaya into a Shredding Torrent! (Miss)
-Amaya stays within the cover of stealth and isn’t hit.
0s~Amaya heals!
-Amaya is no longer bleeding as much.
-Amaya no longer has a sprained Heart.
-Amaya no longer has sprained Hands.
-Amaya no longer has sprained Arms.
-Amaya regains a decent amount of HP(Hits Max HP).
9.54s~Amaya strikes from the shadows with a super-duper-uber doton sharpened Silver Flash aimed at Kouin and Narumi! (Crit [Wrath of the Earth])
-The Wrath of the Earth keeps Amaya in check and she settles for a less than perfectly critical attack!
-Amaya reveals herself to be wearing Active Camo!
-Kouin and Narumi are left standing on shaky ground.
9.99s~Amaya heals! (Hits Max HP).
10s~Kouin does not have enough time to complete his actions.
OOC Notes:
~If there are any questions or concerns, please PM or Skype/Discord (It's far easier for me to use Discord throughout the day than Skype) me.
~Wrath of the Earth negates any would be critical attack so even though Amaya got a critical hit due to rolls, it could only do regular non critical damage.
~With the way Duelist is written, it should not be able to be used past the first round for an opponent that is still alive (basically reapplying it). This might be ruled different at a later point but I have removed it's influence from this round and Kouin will no longer have it active. I have scaled back Amayas damage from her attack but will not be going back to the previous round considering that Amayas is effectively still at max HP and this error was found out after multiple edits to the round already. Since this is a "fun spar" then I feel as though this is fair for both parties but if there's an issue with this then I'll do my best to find both parties a mod willing and able to reverse two rounds worth of checks from the use of Reversion onward.
~I’m skipping my usual Battle RP in order to expedite the process of modding.
HP: 61810+5016-2069=60631+5016=62700+5016=62700
CP: 25902-6869=19033
AP: 11-11=11
Status: Bleed Rank 2 / Feeling like Bamm-Bamm / Wearing Active Camo
Equipped:: Riot Katana
Amaya #2 (aka Sandy)
HP/CP: 11250-5685=5565
AP: 4.66
Status: Feeling like a punching bag
Equipped:: N/A
VS
Kouin
HP: 45114-10450=34664
CP: 22799-5227+1725=19297
AP: 12-9=12
Status: Standing on shaky ground / Sprained Legs (Plus an additional -1 Dodge) / Sprained Neck (Plus an additional +5% to CP cost) / Defying Gravity / Curse Seal
Equipped:: Nothing
Kaze Narumi
HP: Same as Kouin
CP: Same as Kouin
AP: Same as Kouin
Status: Slightly affected by some of Kouins debuffs (See RS table about how debuffs work)
Equipped:: Nothing
Round Actions:
0s~Amaya heals a decent amount of HP (Hits Max HP).
0s~Amaya bleeds profusely.
0s~Amaya feels the pressure.
1.81s~Amaya creates a stunt double and goes into stealth!
-Kouin and Narumi are both fooled!
2.5s~Kouin creates a Tatsumaki around Amaya!
-Amaya #1 dodges the attack thanks in part to being in Stealth!
-Amaya #2 is lifted high into the air only to be revealed as a fraud!
-Kouin and Narumi are aware that Amaya #2 is a clone named Sandy!
3.71s~Amaya does something in stealth.
5s~Narumi activates a Chakra Vacuum!
-Sandy is hit and affected.
-Amaya is nowhere to be seen and nor is she hit so thus she is not affected.
7.08s~Narumi tries to throw Amaya into a Shredding Torrent! (Miss)
-Amaya stays within the cover of stealth and isn’t hit.
0s~Amaya heals!
-Amaya is no longer bleeding as much.
-Amaya no longer has a sprained Heart.
-Amaya no longer has sprained Hands.
-Amaya no longer has sprained Arms.
-Amaya regains a decent amount of HP(Hits Max HP).
9.54s~Amaya strikes from the shadows with a super-duper-uber doton sharpened Silver Flash aimed at Kouin and Narumi! (Crit [Wrath of the Earth])
-The Wrath of the Earth keeps Amaya in check and she settles for a less than perfectly critical attack!
-Amaya reveals herself to be wearing Active Camo!
-Kouin and Narumi are left standing on shaky ground.
9.99s~Amaya heals! (Hits Max HP).
10s~Kouin does not have enough time to complete his actions.
OOC Notes:
~If there are any questions or concerns, please PM or Skype/Discord (It's far easier for me to use Discord throughout the day than Skype) me.
~Wrath of the Earth negates any would be critical attack so even though Amaya got a critical hit due to rolls, it could only do regular non critical damage.
~With the way Duelist is written, it should not be able to be used past the first round for an opponent that is still alive (basically reapplying it). This might be ruled different at a later point but I have removed it's influence from this round and Kouin will no longer have it active. I have scaled back Amayas damage from her attack but will not be going back to the previous round considering that Amayas is effectively still at max HP and this error was found out after multiple edits to the round already. Since this is a "fun spar" then I feel as though this is fair for both parties but if there's an issue with this then I'll do my best to find both parties a mod willing and able to reverse two rounds worth of checks from the use of Reversion onward.
~I’m skipping my usual Battle RP in order to expedite the process of modding.
Giving a low whistle, Umashi leaned back in his chair as he watched the battle play out. There was a notable irony in the fact that these "rounds" as they were called, played out within seconds and to get a battle to go even close to a minute was usually quite rare. Seeing the ANBU chick whose methods he didn't like just basically soak up punches wasn't the most exciting thing but at least Comicbook-sama from Kumo saved him from wanting to walk out. Though she was bleeding, the woman kept going and going and going, she was a tank for sure but as far as offensive strength, Kouin was clearly the victor. Leaning forward and saying a sly joke to one of his guards, he shook his head and kept enjoying the show. The perfect shield of Amaya versus the perfect sword of Kouin was sure to be a cautionary tale but the victor was far from clearly decided.
HEAVY METAL QUEEN
With a new opponent on the field Amaya had to revert to the basics of her shinobi training. Rather than compete as a show boat she would utilize tact in this situation and attempt to discern her new opponent's tactics and abilities. A simple trick of a Jutsu was used and in her place stood a clone as she vanished from the sights of the two. Immediately from her hiding place, Amaya began to analyze. Noticing that both had the same type of eyes was the first thing that stood out. She couldn't figure out the significance of the spiraling eyes but there had to be something to it. Oddly his partner seemed to be suffering a bit from Akashi's injuries which was strange. Akashi summoned his partner for a reason and from the shadows Amaya would soon see why. Amaya's clone took the assualt meant for her which was evident that she took the right approach in her tact. "Hmm... so that's why he summoned his partner. He believes that aiming for my spiritual endurance, chakra, he would be victorious and his friend there has the ability to absorb Chakra. Interesting..."
After gathering enough info, Amaya was ready to continue her bout. Akashi would see a rather large sword boomerang it's way toward himself and his friend at such a speed that it would have been impossible to react against. Amaya focused her chakra to minipulate the heavy blade in order to land a stike that was less lethal. She didnt expect that she would have to take it easy but as the fight went on, the difference in their strength became more and more evident. Sighing for a moment, Amaya stepped from the shadows and retrieved her metal sword. Still ready to make her next move, she would motion to Akashi. Full grip on her Riot Katana she closed in on the two.
"You seem distracted... Unless you've been holding back, i think it best if we stop here. You may send for me again if you choose but as it stands... it's a couple of years to early for us to bout evenly. I have no qualms with a continuation where we left off then."
Amaya tried to remain classy in her remarks but in honesty she was irrated. She loved fighting and held such esteem to combat that the thought of a combatant not taking this seriously ercked her. He had potential but it was clear something was off or he just wasn't strong enough yet. Either way, it was like fighting one of her juniors. She couldn't go all out with an opponent like this and so creeper the disappointment considering her high expectations of the cloud shinobi. Still, she gave no clues in her facial expressions nor in the tone of her voice that would give any clues to her feelings. The crowd that they drew was unexpected and so she paid no further mind to them or what they would feel about the match. Instead she began to dismiss her blade but not fully. She was not naive to the fact that some challengers were stubborn. Her guard would not drop just yet...
[Mft]
[actions sent but motioning to end the fight]
[Ooc: edited post to motion to end fight. I'd like to continue if kouin wants to continue.]
BGM: I can't stop here. I won't lose here!
His attack were missing left right; he could feel his blood begin to boil, but he had to remain calm. Him getting riled up and distracted was precisely her goal, the second he slipped he would be in a worse spot than he already was in. He could feel his confidence begin to dwindle as all of his attacks just missed; every last blast, every shred of paper. His position kept getting stickier and sticker, with no end in sight. He controlled his breathing and felt the overcharged disc make contact with both his bodies; luckily for him he could only feel the pain once or he'd be reeling backwards in agony, but he tried to maintain his composure.
His eyes shifted to stage; he could see Shashu giving him a condescending gaze, and Zo a look of disappointment. He let out a sigh, and tried to dig down deep for some new drive, something that could keep him going, A man only loses, when he makes the choice to stop fighting. You think you're style of combat is ages ahead of me? Your ignorance is only exceeded by your ego. If you think I'd forfeit in any lifetime your sadly mistaken. Kouin cared little of the outcome of the spar at this point, he wanted to bring this bitch down as far as he could with him.
He stared up at the sky as the dust settled about; a simple bird glided through the air overhead. He could feel his nerves calm, his clarity was returning to him, The only way I can lose is if I die, and I refuse to die. I'll keep coming back, a relentless assault, and a crushing wave. I refuse to let up until you're fucking wall is crushed, battered and beaten; I'll cross every corner of the globe, you may win a simple spar here, but who is to say it will end? My unrelenting will is only trumped by my dastardly monologues. So, I appreciate your brash offer.... But I'm no fool. We are both at the tail end of our chakra pools. He's vision shifted to his path, his voice suddenly shifted from his male tone to that of a female. The only defeat one faces is that of giving up; as long as our wills stay true and our path guided by the light ahead of us nothing will stop me. The lightning auras around the two flared out with a new resolve. The static yellowish hue shifted to a hotter blueish-white tinge. Part of the ground beneath him glassed over as the pair stood there ground. They had little time to turn the tides of the battle, but he knew he still had a chance, he couldn't give up here, and not to someone who thinks healing, and just standing around is a way of fighting.
Just who the hell do you think I am? I sleep and forfeit when I'm dead.
[Sending actions later, sorry]
His attack were missing left right; he could feel his blood begin to boil, but he had to remain calm. Him getting riled up and distracted was precisely her goal, the second he slipped he would be in a worse spot than he already was in. He could feel his confidence begin to dwindle as all of his attacks just missed; every last blast, every shred of paper. His position kept getting stickier and sticker, with no end in sight. He controlled his breathing and felt the overcharged disc make contact with both his bodies; luckily for him he could only feel the pain once or he'd be reeling backwards in agony, but he tried to maintain his composure.
His eyes shifted to stage; he could see Shashu giving him a condescending gaze, and Zo a look of disappointment. He let out a sigh, and tried to dig down deep for some new drive, something that could keep him going, A man only loses, when he makes the choice to stop fighting. You think you're style of combat is ages ahead of me? Your ignorance is only exceeded by your ego. If you think I'd forfeit in any lifetime your sadly mistaken. Kouin cared little of the outcome of the spar at this point, he wanted to bring this bitch down as far as he could with him.
He stared up at the sky as the dust settled about; a simple bird glided through the air overhead. He could feel his nerves calm, his clarity was returning to him, The only way I can lose is if I die, and I refuse to die. I'll keep coming back, a relentless assault, and a crushing wave. I refuse to let up until you're fucking wall is crushed, battered and beaten; I'll cross every corner of the globe, you may win a simple spar here, but who is to say it will end? My unrelenting will is only trumped by my dastardly monologues. So, I appreciate your brash offer.... But I'm no fool. We are both at the tail end of our chakra pools. He's vision shifted to his path, his voice suddenly shifted from his male tone to that of a female. The only defeat one faces is that of giving up; as long as our wills stay true and our path guided by the light ahead of us nothing will stop me. The lightning auras around the two flared out with a new resolve. The static yellowish hue shifted to a hotter blueish-white tinge. Part of the ground beneath him glassed over as the pair stood there ground. They had little time to turn the tides of the battle, but he knew he still had a chance, he couldn't give up here, and not to someone who thinks healing, and just standing around is a way of fighting.
Just who the hell do you think I am? I sleep and forfeit when I'm dead.
[Sending actions later, sorry]
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