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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.
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Cold Blooded - Tsurara Moriko's Dojo
- Thread starter Tsurara Moriko
- Start date
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Training abilities Weapon Attunement and Weapon Mastery: Projectile. Assigning as my Stock augments for Weapon Mastery Primal, Blood Rack, and Swift.
Training abilities Weapon Attunement and Weapon Mastery: Projectile. Assigning as my Stock augments for Weapon Mastery Primal, Blood Rack, and Swift.
Moriko did not like letting on she was excited, but the fact she was able to move up from the 'kid-sized' bow to a more proper and full one did make her excited indeed. This was done earlier than for many of her family as she was getting taller very quickly, and while she was not at full height yet most likely, was tall enough and strong enough to have what the Tsurara Clan considered an adult-sized bow.
(Moriko figured she was likely to end up taller than most of her relatives, given all this.)
This bow was a pale, icy blue, which was becoming Moriko's favourite colour for reasons that, if she was asked, she would tell the asker it was none of their business. Likely it would be assumed 'because ice.' In reality...well.
Her shuriken were getting upgraded, too, but it was the bow Moriko was more interested in. Her family typically favoured throwing things. The bow was usually there as a backup, or even for show. She wanted more to shoot. Something more vicious in her appealed, with that. The glint of the ice in the sun...the razor-sharp edges...the blood spilling out onto the sand...
Moriko set her bow down across her lap turning her thoughts back to reality and away from fantasy.
But sooner or later, she would draw blood with this weapon. And she couldn't wait.
(Moriko figured she was likely to end up taller than most of her relatives, given all this.)
This bow was a pale, icy blue, which was becoming Moriko's favourite colour for reasons that, if she was asked, she would tell the asker it was none of their business. Likely it would be assumed 'because ice.' In reality...well.
Her shuriken were getting upgraded, too, but it was the bow Moriko was more interested in. Her family typically favoured throwing things. The bow was usually there as a backup, or even for show. She wanted more to shoot. Something more vicious in her appealed, with that. The glint of the ice in the sun...the razor-sharp edges...the blood spilling out onto the sand...
Moriko set her bow down across her lap turning her thoughts back to reality and away from fantasy.
But sooner or later, she would draw blood with this weapon. And she couldn't wait.
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ability rps for: Willpower, Bloody Mess, and Water - Chakra Style
I have the required jutsu masteries listed in my profile.
ASP Ability Slot Card: https://ninpocho.com/shinobi-shop/inventory/27767/
Due to Bloody mess making them not take a slot, placing Blood Rack augments on both Combat Knife and Chillwind Shuriken, moving the Stock Blood Rack on Shattershard Bow to a normal augment, and setting Siege as my third Stock augment under WM: Projectile.
Owned Blood Racks: [1], [2], [3].
Also owned Siege.
I have the required jutsu masteries listed in my profile.
ASP Ability Slot Card: https://ninpocho.com/shinobi-shop/inventory/27767/
Due to Bloody mess making them not take a slot, placing Blood Rack augments on both Combat Knife and Chillwind Shuriken, moving the Stock Blood Rack on Shattershard Bow to a normal augment, and setting Siege as my third Stock augment under WM: Projectile.
Owned Blood Racks: [1], [2], [3].
Also owned Siege.
Meditation was not her strong suit.
Moriko probably should have figured that one out ahead of time; she was not really a 'sit still and wait patiently' type of person. Either she was napping or fiddling with something. The end. She'd heard that you could 'meditate' after a fashion while still doing something with your hands, but that did not seem right for her either.
The thing was, while she was not in any way mentally weak, she was somewhat lacking in her ability to defend from Genjutsu. Which seemed like rather a big gap in one's defences. Hence the attempt to try and gain mental clarity. The problem was that it wasn't really working and not just because she didn't have anyone to cast Genjutsu on her.
(She could have asked Tsukiya; if she phrased it correctly he might do it. If couched as helping her train. But she knew that he was reluctant to lift a hand to her in most circumstances, and there wasn't an easy way to 'spar' with Genjutsu, which he was quite good at.)
Switching tactics, she picked up her bow instead. One of the issues with ranged fighting, which most people may not have felt was an issue, was that she did not get feedback in a physical sense from inflicting damage. It was more remote. Cleaner, in some senses, for the attacker at least. Given her general thoughts on bloodshed, it wasn't always as satisfying as it could be. Even the way she used the knives was at range, these days. Maybe if it was messier...
"Gah!"
"Sorry," Tsukiya said. He still had that habit of popping out of nowhere. For anyone else, she would've noticed them with one sense or another, but because he wasn't a threat to her, she just didn't track him. At least she hadn't fired on him. "You must've been deep in it."
"Trying to be," she said, almost a grumble, but wasn't really upset and he could obviously tell, by the slight smile. The target, a beanbag approximation of a human, did at least have a larger gash in it than a bow would normally produce and was leaking beans significantly. "How do you deal with enemy Genjutsu?"
"Typically I can figure them out and brush them off, but that won't work for you," he said. "Ah. Yes. Well."
"I know you wouldn't be comfortable there," she said. She didn't bother retrieving the arrow; not only could she get it later but it was a practice round and not real ammo. "I was just hoping you had tips on the defense. Never mind."
"Hm," Tsukiya said. "Well. I do know it's harder to hold one on someone stubborn enough--and you, my dear, have a will of steel."
"Yeah?" She flopped down under the tree, and he dropped in next to her. "Huh. Okay. Oh, watch this!"
She lifted her hand and formed the handseals for a basic, low-level water jutsu, which crashed as her usual ice against the maligned beanbag target and also another three feet to the left. She was quite pleased; it didn't always work.
"...I take it that wasn't just expanding the technique?" he said after a second.
"No, well," she said. "Hard to explain. But. Did you have another reason for showing up, or is this just an impromptu date...?" He did do that a lot.
"More of that, really," he said. "There's a new mochi stand in the Bazaar." He was still always on top of those types of things.
"Ooh." She stood and stretched, and he rose and took her hand. She decided to leave the practice arrow for the 'cleanup squad' of underage Tsuraras. "All right, let's go."
Just be stubborn, huh...?
Moriko probably should have figured that one out ahead of time; she was not really a 'sit still and wait patiently' type of person. Either she was napping or fiddling with something. The end. She'd heard that you could 'meditate' after a fashion while still doing something with your hands, but that did not seem right for her either.
The thing was, while she was not in any way mentally weak, she was somewhat lacking in her ability to defend from Genjutsu. Which seemed like rather a big gap in one's defences. Hence the attempt to try and gain mental clarity. The problem was that it wasn't really working and not just because she didn't have anyone to cast Genjutsu on her.
(She could have asked Tsukiya; if she phrased it correctly he might do it. If couched as helping her train. But she knew that he was reluctant to lift a hand to her in most circumstances, and there wasn't an easy way to 'spar' with Genjutsu, which he was quite good at.)
Switching tactics, she picked up her bow instead. One of the issues with ranged fighting, which most people may not have felt was an issue, was that she did not get feedback in a physical sense from inflicting damage. It was more remote. Cleaner, in some senses, for the attacker at least. Given her general thoughts on bloodshed, it wasn't always as satisfying as it could be. Even the way she used the knives was at range, these days. Maybe if it was messier...
"Gah!"
"Sorry," Tsukiya said. He still had that habit of popping out of nowhere. For anyone else, she would've noticed them with one sense or another, but because he wasn't a threat to her, she just didn't track him. At least she hadn't fired on him. "You must've been deep in it."
"Trying to be," she said, almost a grumble, but wasn't really upset and he could obviously tell, by the slight smile. The target, a beanbag approximation of a human, did at least have a larger gash in it than a bow would normally produce and was leaking beans significantly. "How do you deal with enemy Genjutsu?"
"Typically I can figure them out and brush them off, but that won't work for you," he said. "Ah. Yes. Well."
"I know you wouldn't be comfortable there," she said. She didn't bother retrieving the arrow; not only could she get it later but it was a practice round and not real ammo. "I was just hoping you had tips on the defense. Never mind."
"Hm," Tsukiya said. "Well. I do know it's harder to hold one on someone stubborn enough--and you, my dear, have a will of steel."
"Yeah?" She flopped down under the tree, and he dropped in next to her. "Huh. Okay. Oh, watch this!"
She lifted her hand and formed the handseals for a basic, low-level water jutsu, which crashed as her usual ice against the maligned beanbag target and also another three feet to the left. She was quite pleased; it didn't always work.
"...I take it that wasn't just expanding the technique?" he said after a second.
"No, well," she said. "Hard to explain. But. Did you have another reason for showing up, or is this just an impromptu date...?" He did do that a lot.
"More of that, really," he said. "There's a new mochi stand in the Bazaar." He was still always on top of those types of things.
"Ooh." She stood and stretched, and he rose and took her hand. She decided to leave the practice arrow for the 'cleanup squad' of underage Tsuraras. "All right, let's go."
Just be stubborn, huh...?
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