Greetings, it has been a significant amount of time since I have last ventured these forums; I will update this post accordingly. Foremost, I was hoping one would be so kind as to send me a list (or post, doesn't matter) of my statistics, capped points, and jutsu? One should be able to simply find said information via my banner link.
Thank you in advance.
Old Character Name: Kazamatsuri Sho
Old Village/Missing:</COLOR><i></i> Stone
OCR Type:</COLOR><i></i> Free Retire
Last Known Where-abouts: Iwagakure Gates
Old IC Rank:<i></i> ANBU
New Character Name:<i></i> Tsukasa Mikasa (Tsukasa meaning "Ferry, harbor, haven" and Mikasa meaning "Three bamboo hats") (Haven of the three Bamboo Hats)
Preferred Username:<i></i> Tsukasa Mikasa
New Village/Missing:<i></i> Konohagakure
New BL/CA:<i></i> Empathetic
Custom Class:<i></i> Carrying over Class Point Card - 100 Points, Grants the user 2 additional Class Points. Located within old profile via dojo. (I believe?)
Main Branch/ANBU/Med-Nin:<i></i> Med-nin
IC Rank:<i></i> Chuunin
Character Age:<i></i> Twenty (20)
Gender:<i></i> Female
Sex:<i></i> Female
Character's Physical Description:
Character's Mental Description:
Multiple Personality Application:<i></i> None.
Character History: Listed below is Tsukasa Mikasa's backstory and history for Human Puppet/Empathetic
Clan Request:<i></i> None.
Death/Retirement Thread:<i></i> None, inactivity/free retirement.
Old Profile: Click here!<i></i>
Old Training: Linked within old profile, unable to access.
Old Dojo:<i></i> Linked within old profile, unable to access.
Special Usergroups: None.
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Old Stats:<i></i>
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Agility: 600/600
Stamina: 600/600
Ninjutsu: 600/600
Taijutsu: 600/600
Genjutsu: 600/600
Chakra Control: 600/600
Capped Points: 163
Old OOC Rank:<i></i> S
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New Stats:<i></i>
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Agility: 600/600
Stamina: 600/600
Ninjutsu: 600/600
Taijutsu: 600/600
Genjutsu: 600/600
Chakra Control: 600/600
Capped Points: 163
New OOC Rank:<i></i> S
Jutsu Mastery Swaps:
Other Refunds:<i></i> Can one post my old augments attached to my 'previous' characters weapons? This would greatly aid in my decision.
Name of any Contract you currently own:<i></i> Feline (Approval)<i></i>
Name of any Cursed Seals you currently own: Heaven Seal R3 (Link), Hell Seal R3 (Link)<i></i>
Name of Kinjutsu you own: Rikudo Sennin
Still actively roleplaying in any other threads?<i></i> None.
Wishing to convert Kazamatsuri Sho into a iNPC.
Contract Write Up - Fox Consideration:<i></i>
Thank you in advance.
Old Character Name: Kazamatsuri Sho
Old Village/Missing:</COLOR><i></i> Stone
OCR Type:</COLOR><i></i> Free Retire
Last Known Where-abouts: Iwagakure Gates
Old IC Rank:<i></i> ANBU
New Character Name:<i></i> Tsukasa Mikasa (Tsukasa meaning "Ferry, harbor, haven" and Mikasa meaning "Three bamboo hats") (Haven of the three Bamboo Hats)
Preferred Username:<i></i> Tsukasa Mikasa
New Village/Missing:<i></i> Konohagakure
New BL/CA:<i></i> Empathetic
Custom Class:<i></i> Carrying over Class Point Card - 100 Points, Grants the user 2 additional Class Points. Located within old profile via dojo. (I believe?)
Real Girf [Vet]
HP: (48+lvl) x stamina
CP: (52+lvl) x chakra control
Class Bonus: +5% Damage Reduction, Kinjutsu Option
High: Ranged Accuracy
Average: Dodge, Genjutsu Save, and Genjutsu Difficulty
Low: Melee Accuracy and Ninjutsu Accuracy
HP: (48+lvl) x stamina
CP: (52+lvl) x chakra control
Class Bonus: +5% Damage Reduction, Kinjutsu Option
High: Ranged Accuracy
Average: Dodge, Genjutsu Save, and Genjutsu Difficulty
Low: Melee Accuracy and Ninjutsu Accuracy
IC Rank:<i></i> Chuunin
Character Age:<i></i> Twenty (20)
Gender:<i></i> Female
Sex:<i></i> Female
Character's Physical Description:
When her body moves, it is akin to something as graceful as a dance; Lithe and brilliant, petite and yet, exaggerated. Every movement makes her appear ‘bigger' than normal. Her voice calls, words softer than a melting wafer are capable of soothing even the most fearsome beasts. Alas. what is more entrancing are her eyes, they speak of opulence and wealth. Golden with amethyst flecks, hints of cerulean becoming evanescent time and time again. Often referred to as a similar sensation of staring into an endless kaleidoscope, capable of getting lost if looking for too long. Outside of such, the full lips that move seemingly 'detract' from the platinum hair that she holds- rivaling that of rays of sun light.
Her frame is petite in stature; the clothes she adheres accentuate each dip and curve along her figure as she dances amongst the light. Foreign bodies fading in and out of existence of her dance. Each step if proclaimed with deadly precision, each lift of her arms twist lethality and beauty into one. Botulinum toxin, belladonna, Ricin – whichever you may call it, she is. So, perhaps, it is better to take her in from afar. . .
Her frame is petite in stature; the clothes she adheres accentuate each dip and curve along her figure as she dances amongst the light. Foreign bodies fading in and out of existence of her dance. Each step if proclaimed with deadly precision, each lift of her arms twist lethality and beauty into one. Botulinum toxin, belladonna, Ricin – whichever you may call it, she is. So, perhaps, it is better to take her in from afar. . .
Her mind is quite strange, one could say that she is a living contradiction. At one moment, it is possible for her to be akin to that of a child and the next, she can easily be just as serious as any adult. Her mind, while full of disarray, is capable of creating vicious, frightening situations and scenarios. Some could say that her 'strategizing' is what makes most fear of her. Even when it comes to the most simple, mundane tasks. Nevertheless, she has a weird quirk with possession to the degree that one could say that it can quickly lead to something dangerous depending on the circumstance. Fortunately, this has yet to be neither proven true nor false.
Character History: Listed below is Tsukasa Mikasa's backstory and history for Human Puppet/Empathetic
Ailing from the outskirts of Konohagakure, the youth was subjected to a multitude of environments; ranging from the hellacious tormenting of the samurai regime to luscious grasslands with the kindest caressing of zephyrs. In the initial stages of her infancy did the child hold the prestigious honor of being raised by mother and father, instilling the instinct of kindness and empathy towards fellow shinobi and samurai-kind alike – regrettably would the path before the heroine become clad in shadows.
The remote suburb, her home, within the forest was not the most renown and thus not many families were fortunate enough to undergo proper teaching due to lack of educational investments. Thankfully, Mikasa’s progenitors were of the precautious breed – ensuring their child’s success through different methods. Once in every blue moon would a wanderer pass through the suburbs and in turn for their knowledge would they be met with food, along with shelter. Initially the youth found herself unable to grasp ahold of the concepts presented to her, not quite interested in the ways of the world as her own was quite limited.
In good time her mindset would alter, due to one particular encounter; towards the later portion of the regime, a wanderer would cross paths with the child.
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Memory Log: One - Cat's eye
Age: Nine
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In the midst of a series of dry weather, the sunlight trickled brightest through the dense clutter of the upper woods and the only sound were that of her swift pitter pattering of feet. Panic, her gaze wildly shifting about in search of an aid, within her arms that of a feline – the creature unconscious within the lasses grasp. Mikasa dared to not lower her tundra orbs in fear of discovering the source of warmth upon her lower arms. Her companion was soon to depart the realm, this she was well aware if care were to not be provided.
Fortune would once more bear itself, in the distance a figure would emerge from the thickets; the child would show no fear and quicken her pace. “Please, please!” she pleads with the utmost desperation, “He is injured, I do not know how to fix him!” she cries out in panic. Silence would ensue, her savior spoke not and her cries would only grow louder, “I beg you! Please, help me!” she urges. The untrained youth was far from prepared for what would occur next, her tears dissipate enough to fully view the unknown. Raven locks and the darkest of oculars would lock intently against that of hers.
Quite the opposite spectrum would showcase itself; a shimmering radiant wind would surge forth from the side of the male, a blade, coursing through the air straight towards her. And within the moment's notice, it would pause right before it hit it's mark. The power was unlike anything that she had ever seen before; it breathed opulence and wealth, not the type that comes from true money but the kind that radiates warmth and prosperity. As dangerous as it looked, it was just as peaceful. Nevertheless, upon opening her eyes once again, the blade her vanished into thin air. "Don't go up to strangers asking them to assist you with some vile pet." The words of the man were harsh and cold, much like his eyes that resembled the vast emptiness of space all too well. However, after the briefest of pauses, would he begin to move once more. Concern would appear within his gaze, as he aims to enwrap the cat within his very arms while whispering a few, inaudible words. To Mikasa, it seemed as if it were incoherent babble, but to her surprise. . .It wasn't soon until a pale light would steadily begin to radiate from the palm of his hands.
Once more, does the youth find herself staring in not only awe, but wonder as to how he could do such a thing- after all, here, within the wilds, there are many creatures that get hurt but there were none like the cat that she had quickly learned to love. As he hands the cat over, her lips part to speak- her voice high and cherub as if it were a thin, soft wafer melting upon a choir girl's tongue, "H-How. . .?" Curiosity fills her gaze, her smile beginning to widen as the cat meows grumpily within her arms, perhaps, not used to the girl's 'rough' grasp. "H-How'd you do it? If something like this happens again, I wanna be able to help. I wanna heal everything. . .E-Even the forest." She had learned that she was dedicated to the forest's beauty, but more importantly, to life itself.
"You must cherish all things- even if it's wrong. A life is a life and as long as you promise to preserve such, then this will come to you naturally. Come, come. . .I can teach you many things."
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Memory Log: Two - Cry of the Benevolent
Age: 12
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Underneath the wing of the unnamed man, she had learned a lot of things; that while he had a dark disposition about the world, he ultimately, loved the fact that he could merely tame and hold any type of animal within his grasp. During this time, he taught her many of the medicinal uses of the woodlands. How poisons can be extracted with chakra, how if she focused hard enough, even the most lethal wounds could be cured within the matter of seconds. One could say that his first lesson was the most important. . .How to breathe life into not just simple wounds, but the wounds that were the worse. "Breathe in and out, feel your chakra coming to alive at the center and exert that very feeling at the palm of your hands. And be sure to remember that it's not just about needing to heal a certain wound. It's about wanting to do it. Your intent can change the entirety off your abilities. And if you are thrown off, even for a mere second, then you won't be able to make it." It stuck within her heart forever. Even as she had tended to the fallen shinobi, working day upon night and night upon day just to make ends meet.
Her family was poor, but the work was a good distraction to save her from the endless tire, plus, it allowed them to make an extra bit of yen. Upon coming from one of the ends of the village, it seems that the rather paranoid male had decided to allow her to peak a little more into his life. That is when she realized that he possessed a son that was around her age, but instead of his son possessing his gifts, he seemed to have a strange opposite, destructive nature. It was a given, but it was something that had ultimately made her smile as well. He and his son were the opposite. Where his father had obsidian tresses that extended past his shoulders, his son were his hair in blonde curls that cropped atop of his head- almost making him look more cupid than anything else. While his father was a tall man, his son was oddly short, even more so than Mikasa herself. At times, these were the things that allowed her to make fun of him during their trials; however, as they were playing, she noticed that he had begun to fall ill.
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Memory Log: Three - Broken Wings
Age: 15
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Throughout the years, as a her medical expertise increased, the health of the son had declined drastically. Their time of play decreased and what they could do together became as limited as finding a needle within a haystack, nearly impossible. Mikasa had learned that she had possessed a crush upon the young boy all those years ago and perhaps, was ready to confess whatever feelings that she possessed. The light within his own eyes had become just like his father's over the years, empty, filled with not only despair, but an overwhelming sadness.
"M-Mikasa. . ."
His words hang upon the tip of his tongue as she sits with him beside his father. Whatever sickness he possessed could not be healed by any regular means. No, they tried everything. They even attempted to give him portions of whatever life that they had as well, but to no avail, it all was fruitless. "M-Mikasa, it's okay. . " But it wasn't okay. The weakness that she held was blaring, her heart was rushing, and she knew that the end was coming. Both hands are pressed upon the chest of the male. The words that leave her lips are inaudible, incoherent babble that reads somewhere between 'I'm sorry and that I love you." But the most interesting was how he had responded.
"Mikasa, I. . . ."
She spent the last few moments breaking her own heart. Chakra spilling from the tips of her fingers, wounds and bruises appearing upon her form as she tried her best not to just heal him, but to give her life for his own until there was nothing left. His father had to stop her because it was impossible. She was no longer healing him, but extending the pain that he possessed and even then, she learned that she was just too greedy, too selfish to merely let him go. That night, she something broke inside of her. She could not tell if it was her heart. . .
Or her mind.
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D͡͠ą̢ì̴̀͠͡ŗ̶̧͠y͏̕͏́ ̵́́͜͝E̢̕͢n̵̨̕͏͢t́̕͠͞r̴̸y̷͘͢ : Chapter One
Age: 16
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All I know is that the rain is the best thing that happened to me within that week. It wasn't because it was just me crying, but because it was the entire world weeping, not only at the death of my friend, but at the breaking of my heart. How could the world possibly do such a thing to me. . .How could god take away the one thing that I cared for the most. I don't know. . .I don't know. . .But I do know one thing. I͘t̵̸͜'͏s̸ ̨҉n̶o̡͟t̵̡̨ ̵͠o͠v̡̢͞e͝r͞҉! ! I can tell. . .For those moments, for the moment that I kept him alive, breathing, I could have saved him. No- No, no! I did save him. I did. He said that there was no way, but he's lying. I watched him. I watched him that night going through them. . .I saw the look within his eyes. Í̧̡f̧̧ ̷͝on̡̧l̴̀y͜͞. . .He knew.
It wasn't the best option but it was the only thing that she could possibly do. She was willing to risk it all for the sake of bringing him back, for the sake of seeing him stand once again, that she had begun doing dangerous things for the sake of not just life, but love. She spent months upon months swearing to make things right. She worked tirelessly within the day time and within the night, she would steal herself away to the deepest layers of the man's home to peer through his scrolls. And that is when she found. . .
It.
" "̛͝͞Y҉̢ơu͢'l̶̨l̸ ́͜͢b̢e̢͢ ̴b̕a͡c͢k̡͜ ̵̡s͢o̸o̵͘n͠,͘ ̴I̛ ̧͜͞p̷̕͜r̵o̧̕͟m̴̡͢i̴̧͝s̨͏e͡҉!҉̢͢"̢ "
She had begun to dabble within the arts of human puppetry. . .But in order to do so, she knew that she had needed sacrifices- but they were all within the name of something good, something holy. No longer would she be bound by rules just like god, no, she would overcome them. . .And she would see to it that she and her lover would never face the disease of the world ever again. It was now, when she would make herself whole again. . .
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Blood Promise
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She had learned to hide the residual of her work- but it was all becoming too impossible to bear. The bodies were piling atop of one another, countless organs removed- animals and humans alike barely hanging on by the threads of their life for the sake of her own 'immortality', only to be hooked onto a nearby puppet. The sight was sickening, but her work was getting near. . .It was complete. That very night, she had done the worst thing that she could possibly do. . .Not to anyone else, but to herself. The depraved acts of this murderous shinobi would finally prove to be fruitful as she would work. Her odd fascination with the afterlife and dolls were beneficial to her apparent wanderlust, the most strange thing, however, was that the more of herself she removed. . .The more alive that she had felt.
Mikasa learned that simple humanity was a weakness, she had learned that all things living were not strong and could easily be snuffed out like a simple flame. But instead of feeling despair, she only felt empowered. Effervescence and ecstacy shrouded her mind, crazed laughter spilling from deep within the confines of her small room as she completed her work. . .Only to soon, work upon the body of the dead son until finally, the two of them were together atlas.
However, her laughter caught the attention of the one man that had entered the room. Upon doing so, the first thing he could see was the bodies piled atop of one another and Mikasa within the middle, holding an all too familiar figure. His eyes widen, lips part, screaming and yet, nothing comes from the lips of the girl. . .Instead she rises to a stand with his son's hand within her own and ---
"I'm sorry."
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The remote suburb, her home, within the forest was not the most renown and thus not many families were fortunate enough to undergo proper teaching due to lack of educational investments. Thankfully, Mikasa’s progenitors were of the precautious breed – ensuring their child’s success through different methods. Once in every blue moon would a wanderer pass through the suburbs and in turn for their knowledge would they be met with food, along with shelter. Initially the youth found herself unable to grasp ahold of the concepts presented to her, not quite interested in the ways of the world as her own was quite limited.
In good time her mindset would alter, due to one particular encounter; towards the later portion of the regime, a wanderer would cross paths with the child.
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Memory Log: One - Cat's eye
Age: Nine
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In the midst of a series of dry weather, the sunlight trickled brightest through the dense clutter of the upper woods and the only sound were that of her swift pitter pattering of feet. Panic, her gaze wildly shifting about in search of an aid, within her arms that of a feline – the creature unconscious within the lasses grasp. Mikasa dared to not lower her tundra orbs in fear of discovering the source of warmth upon her lower arms. Her companion was soon to depart the realm, this she was well aware if care were to not be provided.
Fortune would once more bear itself, in the distance a figure would emerge from the thickets; the child would show no fear and quicken her pace. “Please, please!” she pleads with the utmost desperation, “He is injured, I do not know how to fix him!” she cries out in panic. Silence would ensue, her savior spoke not and her cries would only grow louder, “I beg you! Please, help me!” she urges. The untrained youth was far from prepared for what would occur next, her tears dissipate enough to fully view the unknown. Raven locks and the darkest of oculars would lock intently against that of hers.
Quite the opposite spectrum would showcase itself; a shimmering radiant wind would surge forth from the side of the male, a blade, coursing through the air straight towards her. And within the moment's notice, it would pause right before it hit it's mark. The power was unlike anything that she had ever seen before; it breathed opulence and wealth, not the type that comes from true money but the kind that radiates warmth and prosperity. As dangerous as it looked, it was just as peaceful. Nevertheless, upon opening her eyes once again, the blade her vanished into thin air. "Don't go up to strangers asking them to assist you with some vile pet." The words of the man were harsh and cold, much like his eyes that resembled the vast emptiness of space all too well. However, after the briefest of pauses, would he begin to move once more. Concern would appear within his gaze, as he aims to enwrap the cat within his very arms while whispering a few, inaudible words. To Mikasa, it seemed as if it were incoherent babble, but to her surprise. . .It wasn't soon until a pale light would steadily begin to radiate from the palm of his hands.
Once more, does the youth find herself staring in not only awe, but wonder as to how he could do such a thing- after all, here, within the wilds, there are many creatures that get hurt but there were none like the cat that she had quickly learned to love. As he hands the cat over, her lips part to speak- her voice high and cherub as if it were a thin, soft wafer melting upon a choir girl's tongue, "H-How. . .?" Curiosity fills her gaze, her smile beginning to widen as the cat meows grumpily within her arms, perhaps, not used to the girl's 'rough' grasp. "H-How'd you do it? If something like this happens again, I wanna be able to help. I wanna heal everything. . .E-Even the forest." She had learned that she was dedicated to the forest's beauty, but more importantly, to life itself.
"You must cherish all things- even if it's wrong. A life is a life and as long as you promise to preserve such, then this will come to you naturally. Come, come. . .I can teach you many things."
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Memory Log: Two - Cry of the Benevolent
Age: 12
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Underneath the wing of the unnamed man, she had learned a lot of things; that while he had a dark disposition about the world, he ultimately, loved the fact that he could merely tame and hold any type of animal within his grasp. During this time, he taught her many of the medicinal uses of the woodlands. How poisons can be extracted with chakra, how if she focused hard enough, even the most lethal wounds could be cured within the matter of seconds. One could say that his first lesson was the most important. . .How to breathe life into not just simple wounds, but the wounds that were the worse. "Breathe in and out, feel your chakra coming to alive at the center and exert that very feeling at the palm of your hands. And be sure to remember that it's not just about needing to heal a certain wound. It's about wanting to do it. Your intent can change the entirety off your abilities. And if you are thrown off, even for a mere second, then you won't be able to make it." It stuck within her heart forever. Even as she had tended to the fallen shinobi, working day upon night and night upon day just to make ends meet.
Her family was poor, but the work was a good distraction to save her from the endless tire, plus, it allowed them to make an extra bit of yen. Upon coming from one of the ends of the village, it seems that the rather paranoid male had decided to allow her to peak a little more into his life. That is when she realized that he possessed a son that was around her age, but instead of his son possessing his gifts, he seemed to have a strange opposite, destructive nature. It was a given, but it was something that had ultimately made her smile as well. He and his son were the opposite. Where his father had obsidian tresses that extended past his shoulders, his son were his hair in blonde curls that cropped atop of his head- almost making him look more cupid than anything else. While his father was a tall man, his son was oddly short, even more so than Mikasa herself. At times, these were the things that allowed her to make fun of him during their trials; however, as they were playing, she noticed that he had begun to fall ill.
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Memory Log: Three - Broken Wings
Age: 15
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Throughout the years, as a her medical expertise increased, the health of the son had declined drastically. Their time of play decreased and what they could do together became as limited as finding a needle within a haystack, nearly impossible. Mikasa had learned that she had possessed a crush upon the young boy all those years ago and perhaps, was ready to confess whatever feelings that she possessed. The light within his own eyes had become just like his father's over the years, empty, filled with not only despair, but an overwhelming sadness.
"M-Mikasa. . ."
His words hang upon the tip of his tongue as she sits with him beside his father. Whatever sickness he possessed could not be healed by any regular means. No, they tried everything. They even attempted to give him portions of whatever life that they had as well, but to no avail, it all was fruitless. "M-Mikasa, it's okay. . " But it wasn't okay. The weakness that she held was blaring, her heart was rushing, and she knew that the end was coming. Both hands are pressed upon the chest of the male. The words that leave her lips are inaudible, incoherent babble that reads somewhere between 'I'm sorry and that I love you." But the most interesting was how he had responded.
"Mikasa, I. . . ."
She spent the last few moments breaking her own heart. Chakra spilling from the tips of her fingers, wounds and bruises appearing upon her form as she tried her best not to just heal him, but to give her life for his own until there was nothing left. His father had to stop her because it was impossible. She was no longer healing him, but extending the pain that he possessed and even then, she learned that she was just too greedy, too selfish to merely let him go. That night, she something broke inside of her. She could not tell if it was her heart. . .
Or her mind.
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D͡͠ą̢ì̴̀͠͡ŗ̶̧͠y͏̕͏́ ̵́́͜͝E̢̕͢n̵̨̕͏͢t́̕͠͞r̴̸y̷͘͢ : Chapter One
Age: 16
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All I know is that the rain is the best thing that happened to me within that week. It wasn't because it was just me crying, but because it was the entire world weeping, not only at the death of my friend, but at the breaking of my heart. How could the world possibly do such a thing to me. . .How could god take away the one thing that I cared for the most. I don't know. . .I don't know. . .But I do know one thing. I͘t̵̸͜'͏s̸ ̨҉n̶o̡͟t̵̡̨ ̵͠o͠v̡̢͞e͝r͞҉! ! I can tell. . .For those moments, for the moment that I kept him alive, breathing, I could have saved him. No- No, no! I did save him. I did. He said that there was no way, but he's lying. I watched him. I watched him that night going through them. . .I saw the look within his eyes. Í̧̡f̧̧ ̷͝on̡̧l̴̀y͜͞. . .He knew.
It wasn't the best option but it was the only thing that she could possibly do. She was willing to risk it all for the sake of bringing him back, for the sake of seeing him stand once again, that she had begun doing dangerous things for the sake of not just life, but love. She spent months upon months swearing to make things right. She worked tirelessly within the day time and within the night, she would steal herself away to the deepest layers of the man's home to peer through his scrolls. And that is when she found. . .
It.
" "̛͝͞Y҉̢ơu͢'l̶̨l̸ ́͜͢b̢e̢͢ ̴b̕a͡c͢k̡͜ ̵̡s͢o̸o̵͘n͠,͘ ̴I̛ ̧͜͞p̷̕͜r̵o̧̕͟m̴̡͢i̴̧͝s̨͏e͡҉!҉̢͢"̢ "
She had begun to dabble within the arts of human puppetry. . .But in order to do so, she knew that she had needed sacrifices- but they were all within the name of something good, something holy. No longer would she be bound by rules just like god, no, she would overcome them. . .And she would see to it that she and her lover would never face the disease of the world ever again. It was now, when she would make herself whole again. . .
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Blood Promise
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She had learned to hide the residual of her work- but it was all becoming too impossible to bear. The bodies were piling atop of one another, countless organs removed- animals and humans alike barely hanging on by the threads of their life for the sake of her own 'immortality', only to be hooked onto a nearby puppet. The sight was sickening, but her work was getting near. . .It was complete. That very night, she had done the worst thing that she could possibly do. . .Not to anyone else, but to herself. The depraved acts of this murderous shinobi would finally prove to be fruitful as she would work. Her odd fascination with the afterlife and dolls were beneficial to her apparent wanderlust, the most strange thing, however, was that the more of herself she removed. . .The more alive that she had felt.
Mikasa learned that simple humanity was a weakness, she had learned that all things living were not strong and could easily be snuffed out like a simple flame. But instead of feeling despair, she only felt empowered. Effervescence and ecstacy shrouded her mind, crazed laughter spilling from deep within the confines of her small room as she completed her work. . .Only to soon, work upon the body of the dead son until finally, the two of them were together atlas.
However, her laughter caught the attention of the one man that had entered the room. Upon doing so, the first thing he could see was the bodies piled atop of one another and Mikasa within the middle, holding an all too familiar figure. His eyes widen, lips part, screaming and yet, nothing comes from the lips of the girl. . .Instead she rises to a stand with his son's hand within her own and ---
"I'm sorry."
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Clan Request:<i></i> None.
Death/Retirement Thread:<i></i> None, inactivity/free retirement.
Old Profile: Click here!<i></i>
Old Training: Linked within old profile, unable to access.
Old Dojo:<i></i> Linked within old profile, unable to access.
Special Usergroups: None.
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Old Stats:<i></i>
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Agility: 600/600
Stamina: 600/600
Ninjutsu: 600/600
Taijutsu: 600/600
Genjutsu: 600/600
Chakra Control: 600/600
Capped Points: 163
Old OOC Rank:<i></i> S
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New Stats:<i></i>
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Agility: 600/600
Stamina: 600/600
Ninjutsu: 600/600
Taijutsu: 600/600
Genjutsu: 600/600
Chakra Control: 600/600
Capped Points: 163
New OOC Rank:<i></i> S
Jutsu Mastery Swaps:
Non-Elemental
Transformation R2 - E Rank
Body Switch R2 - E Rank
Cancel R2 - D Rank
Spirit Lantern R2 - D Rank
Contract Summoning R2 - D Rank
One Elemental Sealing R2 - C Rank
Barrier R2 - C Rank
Leech Seal R2 - B Rank
Rasengan R2 - B Rank
Curse Sealing R1 - B Rank
Perfected Rasengan R2 - A Rank
Wind - Keeping
Wind Slash R2 - E Rank
Pressure Burst R2 - E Rank
Whirlwind Spin R2 - D Rank
Air Bullet R2 - D Rank
Shredding Touch R2 - D Rank
Wind Scythe R2 - C Rank
Tempest R2 - C Rank
Gale Force R2 - C Rank
Wind Release R2 - C Rank
Great Wind Scythe R2 - B Rank
Wind Scar R2 - B Rank
Vacuum Sphere R2 - B Rank
Cyclone Movement R2 - B Rank
Tatsumaki R2 - A Rank
Hurricane R2 - A Rank
Ambiance of the Forbidden R2 - A Rank
Zephyr's Grace R2 - A Rank
Water - Keeping
Pressurized Mist R2 - E Rank
Water Gun R2 - E Rank
Water Whip R2 - D Rank
Aqua Fang R2 - D Rank
Rinse Off R2 - D Rank
Grand Waterfall R2 - C Rank
Impaling Hydro Jet R2 - C Rank
Water Prison R2 - C Rank
Rain Dance R2 - C Rank
Torrential Vortex R2 - B Rank
Hydro Tidal Shockwave R2 - B Rank
Water Shark Bomb R2 - B Rank
Mystic Pond R2 - B Rank
Grand Hydra Excavation R2 - A Rank
Water Dragon Bullet R2 - A Rank
Scorn of Aquarius R2 - A Rank
Supreme Aqua Realm R2 - A Rank
<COLOR color="#FFBF00">Lightning<i></i> - Keeping
Electroshock R2 - D Rank
Electrocution R2 - D Rank
Zues Flash R2 - C Rank
Lightning Torrent R2 - C Rank
Volt Charge R2 - C Rank
Chidori R2 - B Rank
Amp Field R2 - B Rank
Chidori Control R2 - A Rank
Thunderdome R2 - A Rank
Raijins Vengeance R2 - A Rank
Fire<i></i> - Keeping
Inferal Ember R2 - E Rank
Thermal Maw R2 - E Rank
Fireball R2 - D Rank
Immolation Armor R2 - D Rank
Combustive Seal R2 - D Rank
Dragon Fire R2 - C Rank
Searing Eruption R2 - C Rank
Scalding Ash Cloud R2 - C Rank
Heat Wave R2 - C Rank
Infernal Hellfire R2 - B Rank
Firestorm R2 - B Rank
Spontaneous Combustion R2 - B Rank
Ring of Fire R2 - B Rank
Dragon Flame Bomb R2 - A Rank
Sol Fire Tempest R2 - A Rank
Abysmal Harbinger R2 - A Rank
Flame Shield R2 - A Rank
ANBU
Mask Summon R2 - D Rank
Critical Exposure R2 - D Rank => Coagulation R2
Active Camo R2 - C Rank => System Restoration R2
Snapshot R2 - C Rank
Chakra Sense R2 - C Rank
Destroy Presence R2 - B Rank => Mystical Force R2
Intangible Passage R2 - B Rank => Medical Assistant R2
Body Bind R2 - A Rank => Resuscitate R2
Flock of Shadows R2 - A Rank => Angelic Blessing R2
Kinjutsu</U><i></i>
Rinnegan => Weaponized Form - Kinjutsu Ability
Six Paths of Judgment - Special Ability => The Art of Hitokugutsu - Kinjutsu Ability
Summoning: Path to God Mastered - C Rank R2 => Needle Shower R2 - C Rank Puppet Jutsu
Summoning: Demonic Statue of the Outer Path Mastered - A Rank R2 => Blood Bend - A-Rank Puppet Jutsu R2
Transformation R2 - E Rank
Body Switch R2 - E Rank
Cancel R2 - D Rank
Spirit Lantern R2 - D Rank
Contract Summoning R2 - D Rank
One Elemental Sealing R2 - C Rank
Barrier R2 - C Rank
Leech Seal R2 - B Rank
Rasengan R2 - B Rank
Curse Sealing R1 - B Rank
Perfected Rasengan R2 - A Rank
Wind - Keeping
Wind Slash R2 - E Rank
Pressure Burst R2 - E Rank
Whirlwind Spin R2 - D Rank
Air Bullet R2 - D Rank
Shredding Touch R2 - D Rank
Wind Scythe R2 - C Rank
Tempest R2 - C Rank
Gale Force R2 - C Rank
Wind Release R2 - C Rank
Great Wind Scythe R2 - B Rank
Wind Scar R2 - B Rank
Vacuum Sphere R2 - B Rank
Cyclone Movement R2 - B Rank
Tatsumaki R2 - A Rank
Hurricane R2 - A Rank
Ambiance of the Forbidden R2 - A Rank
Zephyr's Grace R2 - A Rank
Water - Keeping
Pressurized Mist R2 - E Rank
Water Gun R2 - E Rank
Water Whip R2 - D Rank
Aqua Fang R2 - D Rank
Rinse Off R2 - D Rank
Grand Waterfall R2 - C Rank
Impaling Hydro Jet R2 - C Rank
Water Prison R2 - C Rank
Rain Dance R2 - C Rank
Torrential Vortex R2 - B Rank
Hydro Tidal Shockwave R2 - B Rank
Water Shark Bomb R2 - B Rank
Mystic Pond R2 - B Rank
Grand Hydra Excavation R2 - A Rank
Water Dragon Bullet R2 - A Rank
Scorn of Aquarius R2 - A Rank
Supreme Aqua Realm R2 - A Rank
<COLOR color="#FFBF00">Lightning<i></i> - Keeping
Electroshock R2 - D Rank
Electrocution R2 - D Rank
Zues Flash R2 - C Rank
Lightning Torrent R2 - C Rank
Volt Charge R2 - C Rank
Chidori R2 - B Rank
Amp Field R2 - B Rank
Chidori Control R2 - A Rank
Thunderdome R2 - A Rank
Raijins Vengeance R2 - A Rank
Fire<i></i> - Keeping
Inferal Ember R2 - E Rank
Thermal Maw R2 - E Rank
Fireball R2 - D Rank
Immolation Armor R2 - D Rank
Combustive Seal R2 - D Rank
Dragon Fire R2 - C Rank
Searing Eruption R2 - C Rank
Scalding Ash Cloud R2 - C Rank
Heat Wave R2 - C Rank
Infernal Hellfire R2 - B Rank
Firestorm R2 - B Rank
Spontaneous Combustion R2 - B Rank
Ring of Fire R2 - B Rank
Dragon Flame Bomb R2 - A Rank
Sol Fire Tempest R2 - A Rank
Abysmal Harbinger R2 - A Rank
Flame Shield R2 - A Rank
ANBU
Mask Summon R2 - D Rank
Critical Exposure R2 - D Rank => Coagulation R2
Active Camo R2 - C Rank => System Restoration R2
Snapshot R2 - C Rank
Chakra Sense R2 - C Rank
Destroy Presence R2 - B Rank => Mystical Force R2
Intangible Passage R2 - B Rank => Medical Assistant R2
Body Bind R2 - A Rank => Resuscitate R2
Flock of Shadows R2 - A Rank => Angelic Blessing R2
Kinjutsu</U><i></i>
Rinnegan => Weaponized Form - Kinjutsu Ability
Six Paths of Judgment - Special Ability => The Art of Hitokugutsu - Kinjutsu Ability
Summoning: Path to God Mastered - C Rank R2 => Needle Shower R2 - C Rank Puppet Jutsu
Summoning: Demonic Statue of the Outer Path Mastered - A Rank R2 => Blood Bend - A-Rank Puppet Jutsu R2
Gravity<i></i>
Anti-Gravity R2 - C Rank => Gas Warfare R2 - C Rank Puppet Jutsu
Gravitiational Pull R2 - C Rank => Exhaust Pipes R2 - C Rank Puppet Jutsu
Clutch of the Giant R2 - B Rank => Vitality Force R2 - B Rank Puppet Jutsu
Forced Polarity R2 - B Rank => Ilusion Sensor R2 - B Rank Puppet Jutsu
Shinra Tensei R2 - A Rank => Puppet Laser Formation R2 - B Rank Puppet Jutsu (Difference of adding 5,000 yen)
Chibaku Tensei R2 - A Rank => Flamethrower Stream R2 - A Rank Puppet Jutsu
Ink
Ink Prison R2 - C Rank => Volatile Shield R2 - C Rank
Blank Canvas R2 - C Rank => Hidden Smoke Bomb R2 - C Rank
Dynamic Art R2 - B Rank => Sacred Threads of Fate - B-Rank Puppet Jutsu R2
Ink Clone R2 - B Rank => Puppet Symbiosis - B-Rank Puppet Jutsu R2
Masered Artistry R2 - A Rank => Machine One Shot: Iron Maiden R2 - A Rank
Colorful Canvas R2 - A Rank => High Speed Maintenance R2 - A Rank
Everlasting Stain R2 - A Rank => Puppet String Seal R2 - A Rank
Shadow
Midnight Strike R2 - C Rank
Specter Shade R2 - C Rank
Underworld Prison R2 - B Rank
Ebony Nightmare R2 - B Rank
Shadow Summoning R2 - A Rank
Vapor - Keeping
Hidden Mist R2 - C Rank
Blinding Fog R2 - C Rank
Bloody Mist R2 - C Rank
White Mist R2 - B Rank
Rolling Fog R2 - B Rank
Vapor Punch R2 - B Rank
Suffocating Fog R2 - A Rank
Black Mist R2 - A Rank
Steam Snare R2 - A Rank
Kinesis<i></i> - Keeping
Force Blast R2 - C Rank
Psionic Assault R2 - C Rank
Kinetic Infusion R2 - C Rank
Psi-Shock R2 - B Rank
Mind Lock R2 - B Rank
Reflection R2 - B Rank
Psionic Rend R2 - A Rank
Redirection R2 - A Rank
Sound<i></i>
Hyper Clap R2 – C Rank => Skeletal Fortification R2 - C Rank
Sonic Pulse R2 – C Rank => Sly Capture R2 - C Rank
Distorted Aura R2 – B Rank => Feint Strike R2 - B Rank
Harmonization R2 – B Rank => Puppet Shell R2 - B Rank
Hypersonic Reverberation R2 – A Rank => Three Treasure's Crushing Vacuum R2 - A Rank
Final Chime R2 – A Rank => Infinite Labyrinth R2 - A Rank
Anti-Gravity R2 - C Rank => Gas Warfare R2 - C Rank Puppet Jutsu
Gravitiational Pull R2 - C Rank => Exhaust Pipes R2 - C Rank Puppet Jutsu
Clutch of the Giant R2 - B Rank => Vitality Force R2 - B Rank Puppet Jutsu
Forced Polarity R2 - B Rank => Ilusion Sensor R2 - B Rank Puppet Jutsu
Shinra Tensei R2 - A Rank => Puppet Laser Formation R2 - B Rank Puppet Jutsu (Difference of adding 5,000 yen)
Chibaku Tensei R2 - A Rank => Flamethrower Stream R2 - A Rank Puppet Jutsu
Ink
Ink Prison R2 - C Rank => Volatile Shield R2 - C Rank
Blank Canvas R2 - C Rank => Hidden Smoke Bomb R2 - C Rank
Dynamic Art R2 - B Rank => Sacred Threads of Fate - B-Rank Puppet Jutsu R2
Ink Clone R2 - B Rank => Puppet Symbiosis - B-Rank Puppet Jutsu R2
Masered Artistry R2 - A Rank => Machine One Shot: Iron Maiden R2 - A Rank
Colorful Canvas R2 - A Rank => High Speed Maintenance R2 - A Rank
Everlasting Stain R2 - A Rank => Puppet String Seal R2 - A Rank
Shadow
Midnight Strike R2 - C Rank
Specter Shade R2 - C Rank
Underworld Prison R2 - B Rank
Ebony Nightmare R2 - B Rank
Shadow Summoning R2 - A Rank
Vapor - Keeping
Hidden Mist R2 - C Rank
Blinding Fog R2 - C Rank
Bloody Mist R2 - C Rank
White Mist R2 - B Rank
Rolling Fog R2 - B Rank
Vapor Punch R2 - B Rank
Suffocating Fog R2 - A Rank
Black Mist R2 - A Rank
Steam Snare R2 - A Rank
Kinesis<i></i> - Keeping
Force Blast R2 - C Rank
Psionic Assault R2 - C Rank
Kinetic Infusion R2 - C Rank
Psi-Shock R2 - B Rank
Mind Lock R2 - B Rank
Reflection R2 - B Rank
Psionic Rend R2 - A Rank
Redirection R2 - A Rank
Sound<i></i>
Hyper Clap R2 – C Rank => Skeletal Fortification R2 - C Rank
Sonic Pulse R2 – C Rank => Sly Capture R2 - C Rank
Distorted Aura R2 – B Rank => Feint Strike R2 - B Rank
Harmonization R2 – B Rank => Puppet Shell R2 - B Rank
Hypersonic Reverberation R2 – A Rank => Three Treasure's Crushing Vacuum R2 - A Rank
Final Chime R2 – A Rank => Infinite Labyrinth R2 - A Rank
Audial - Keeping
Wasteful R2 - E Rank Audial
Trembling Music R2 - D Rank Audial
Deaf R2 - C Rank Audial
Piercing Cry R2 - C Rank Audial
Centralized R2 - B Rank Audial
Prolong R2 - B Rank Audial
Bass Drop R2 - B Rank Audial
Blank Slate R1 - A Rank Audial
Kinetic - Keeping
Mist of Deceit R1 - C Rank Kinetic
Crippled R2 - C Rank Kinetic
Petrification R2 - B Rank Kinetic
Lingering Spark R2 - B Rank Kinetic
Delayed Agony R2 - A Rank Kinetic
Visual<i></i> - Keeping
False Surroundings R2 - E Rank Visual
Basic Clone R2 - D Rank Visual
Verse of Darkness R2 - C Rank Visual
Perception Filter R2 - B Rank Visual
Advanced Clone R2 - B Rank Visual
Body Double R2 - A Rank Visual
Night Rank 1 - A Rank Visual
<U>Will - Keeping
Hacov of the Doomed Mind R1 - B Rank Will
Betrayal R2 - B Rank Will
Corruption of Earthly Pain R2 - A Rank Will
Mental Kombat R2 - A Rank Will
Chaos of Mental Plain R1 - A Rank Will
Wasteful R2 - E Rank Audial
Trembling Music R2 - D Rank Audial
Deaf R2 - C Rank Audial
Piercing Cry R2 - C Rank Audial
Centralized R2 - B Rank Audial
Prolong R2 - B Rank Audial
Bass Drop R2 - B Rank Audial
Blank Slate R1 - A Rank Audial
Kinetic - Keeping
Mist of Deceit R1 - C Rank Kinetic
Crippled R2 - C Rank Kinetic
Petrification R2 - B Rank Kinetic
Lingering Spark R2 - B Rank Kinetic
Delayed Agony R2 - A Rank Kinetic
Visual<i></i> - Keeping
False Surroundings R2 - E Rank Visual
Basic Clone R2 - D Rank Visual
Verse of Darkness R2 - C Rank Visual
Perception Filter R2 - B Rank Visual
Advanced Clone R2 - B Rank Visual
Body Double R2 - A Rank Visual
Night Rank 1 - A Rank Visual
<U>Will - Keeping
Hacov of the Doomed Mind R1 - B Rank Will
Betrayal R2 - B Rank Will
Corruption of Earthly Pain R2 - A Rank Will
Mental Kombat R2 - A Rank Will
Chaos of Mental Plain R1 - A Rank Will
Buffing - Keeping
Unbound R2 - B Rank
Counterstrike R2 - B Rank
Devestaring Aura R2 - A Rank
Unarmed - Keeping
Janken R2 - E Rank
Uncalled For Shot R2 - E Rank
4-Hit Combo R2 - D Rank
Spinning Wind R2 - D Rank
Nut Buster R2 - D Rank
Step-In Flash R2 - C Rank
Roaring Combination R2 - C Rank
Grapple R2 - C Rank
Dragon Assault R2 - C Rank
Shoryuken R2 - C Rank
Shadow Step Strike R2 - B Rank
Suplex R2 - B Rank
Seismic Toss R2 - B Rank
Submission R2 - B Rank
16-Hit Combo R2 - B Rank
Primary Lotus R2 - B Rank
Eagle Drop R2 - A Rank
Fist of Virtue R2 - A Rank
Fist of Sin R2 - A Rank
Unbound R2 - B Rank
Counterstrike R2 - B Rank
Devestaring Aura R2 - A Rank
Unarmed - Keeping
Janken R2 - E Rank
Uncalled For Shot R2 - E Rank
4-Hit Combo R2 - D Rank
Spinning Wind R2 - D Rank
Nut Buster R2 - D Rank
Step-In Flash R2 - C Rank
Roaring Combination R2 - C Rank
Grapple R2 - C Rank
Dragon Assault R2 - C Rank
Shoryuken R2 - C Rank
Shadow Step Strike R2 - B Rank
Suplex R2 - B Rank
Seismic Toss R2 - B Rank
Submission R2 - B Rank
16-Hit Combo R2 - B Rank
Primary Lotus R2 - B Rank
Eagle Drop R2 - A Rank
Fist of Virtue R2 - A Rank
Fist of Sin R2 - A Rank
Other Refunds:<i></i> Can one post my old augments attached to my 'previous' characters weapons? This would greatly aid in my decision.
Name of any Contract you currently own:<i></i> Feline (Approval)<i></i>
Name of any Cursed Seals you currently own: Heaven Seal R3 (Link), Hell Seal R3 (Link)<i></i>
Name of Kinjutsu you own: Rikudo Sennin
Still actively roleplaying in any other threads?<i></i> None.
Wishing to convert Kazamatsuri Sho into a iNPC.
Contract Write Up - Fox Consideration:<i></i>
<COLOR color="darkgreen">On the outskirts of Konohagakure would the kunoichi travel about, searching for new species of fauna to aid in medical practice. This particular day was fairly humid, certainly not aiding to the natural environment in which she traversed; which heightened the heat far more than necessary. Mikasa’s platinum locks clung against her flesh, no matter the degree of her attempts would she find solace of removing the irritation. “Not ideal, but I must persevere. To return empty handed would be must shameful.” she admits in a gentle tone, a faint wisp of zephyr escapes her pursed lips.
The primary goal quickly seemed far more impossible than the lass originally envisioned. Delicately would her digits dance across various plant life, pausing every few inches to pluck from the earth flora of a wide array, “Not what I was hoping to find, resupplying wouldn’t hurt.” she admits aloud before swiftly tensing her entire frame. In the distance, a faint cry in the distance would call for the kunoichi’s immediate attention.
Echoing throughout the luscious undergrowth would her pitter pattering of footsteps waft outwards, the cry becoming clearer as the distance between the unknown lessened.
Screeching to a halt would cerulean eyes kaleidoscope spheres dart about, ultimately locking upon a petite figure of locks of radiant sunlight. Sprawled upon the terra, clinging desperately to his left ankle would the child continue to cry out in agony. Peculiar, her initial thought, bright sunflower clothing stood out as a sore thumb. “Don’t panic, let me aid you.” she begins in a sincere tone, bringing her body to a kneel. The injury certainly wasn’t lethal, however she knew for one so young that any amount of pain generally intensified several fold.
“Allow me to he-“ she is cut off quickly by another cry of anguish, the child wishing for no such contact with an unknown. “I am fine, I don’t need your help!” he yells through gritted teeth, not for a single moment did the maiden find herself reveling in any sort of truth. “I can’t bear to watch you flailing about for another moment though..” her words were sincere, not a hint of malice to be found; however her words would fall upon deaf ears.
Much to her surprise would the lad clasp his digits upon one another, “Hitodama!” his plead crystal clear, an source of warmth phasing into their reality before circling about the conjurer. The technique was foreign, Mikasa baffled and unsure of what to make of the situation as she felt she was truly capable of dressing a wound; especially one of such petite degree. The spirit would take no notice of her, as if their positions were reversed and herself translucent as the entity of flame.
Within a few moments would the fiery spirit cling against the ankle of the conjurer, ivory pressing roughly against one another to cope with the ancient fashion of cauterization. Wasting no time would she extend a single gloved hand outwards, upon where the entrails of the digits would normally rest were petite cavities; as if pricked by needle into the leather itself. “I won’t allow you to harm yourself further.” she murmurs, leaning her face closer to that of the child, water gun. A faint stream of chilled liquid would birth into existence and dousing the flame.
Panic within the eyes of the lad would flare furthermore, “W-What are you doing?! Do not harm me, you will regret i-“ the lad would be swiftly silenced as a thin veil of faint leafy hue would surround the opposite hand, faintly pressing upon the injury. “This isn’t enough to make a tough guy such as yourself cry, correct?” she muses aloud, “Of course not!” he cries out, stifling his own tears.
Fortunately the wound was nothing more than a rough scrap, careless movement was her initially thought on the matter. Never the least would she rise back to her full height, holding her hand out, “Better?” she inquires with a thin smile. “I was going to fix myself.” he responds, but gradually accepts her offering, coming about onto his own two feet.
“Your name?” she inquires before being retaliated, “You first.” A pause, “Tsukasa Mikasa.” A light nod of acknowledgement would ensue, “I’ll tell you mine, on one condition.” He explains, “That being?” she responds, wasting no time , “If only you can catch me!”
With a wispy poof would the young man disperse into thin air. “The hunt is on, once again?” she chuckles gently.
The primary goal quickly seemed far more impossible than the lass originally envisioned. Delicately would her digits dance across various plant life, pausing every few inches to pluck from the earth flora of a wide array, “Not what I was hoping to find, resupplying wouldn’t hurt.” she admits aloud before swiftly tensing her entire frame. In the distance, a faint cry in the distance would call for the kunoichi’s immediate attention.
Echoing throughout the luscious undergrowth would her pitter pattering of footsteps waft outwards, the cry becoming clearer as the distance between the unknown lessened.
Screeching to a halt would cerulean eyes kaleidoscope spheres dart about, ultimately locking upon a petite figure of locks of radiant sunlight. Sprawled upon the terra, clinging desperately to his left ankle would the child continue to cry out in agony. Peculiar, her initial thought, bright sunflower clothing stood out as a sore thumb. “Don’t panic, let me aid you.” she begins in a sincere tone, bringing her body to a kneel. The injury certainly wasn’t lethal, however she knew for one so young that any amount of pain generally intensified several fold.
“Allow me to he-“ she is cut off quickly by another cry of anguish, the child wishing for no such contact with an unknown. “I am fine, I don’t need your help!” he yells through gritted teeth, not for a single moment did the maiden find herself reveling in any sort of truth. “I can’t bear to watch you flailing about for another moment though..” her words were sincere, not a hint of malice to be found; however her words would fall upon deaf ears.
Much to her surprise would the lad clasp his digits upon one another, “Hitodama!” his plead crystal clear, an source of warmth phasing into their reality before circling about the conjurer. The technique was foreign, Mikasa baffled and unsure of what to make of the situation as she felt she was truly capable of dressing a wound; especially one of such petite degree. The spirit would take no notice of her, as if their positions were reversed and herself translucent as the entity of flame.
Within a few moments would the fiery spirit cling against the ankle of the conjurer, ivory pressing roughly against one another to cope with the ancient fashion of cauterization. Wasting no time would she extend a single gloved hand outwards, upon where the entrails of the digits would normally rest were petite cavities; as if pricked by needle into the leather itself. “I won’t allow you to harm yourself further.” she murmurs, leaning her face closer to that of the child, water gun. A faint stream of chilled liquid would birth into existence and dousing the flame.
Panic within the eyes of the lad would flare furthermore, “W-What are you doing?! Do not harm me, you will regret i-“ the lad would be swiftly silenced as a thin veil of faint leafy hue would surround the opposite hand, faintly pressing upon the injury. “This isn’t enough to make a tough guy such as yourself cry, correct?” she muses aloud, “Of course not!” he cries out, stifling his own tears.
Fortunately the wound was nothing more than a rough scrap, careless movement was her initially thought on the matter. Never the least would she rise back to her full height, holding her hand out, “Better?” she inquires with a thin smile. “I was going to fix myself.” he responds, but gradually accepts her offering, coming about onto his own two feet.
“Your name?” she inquires before being retaliated, “You first.” A pause, “Tsukasa Mikasa.” A light nod of acknowledgement would ensue, “I’ll tell you mine, on one condition.” He explains, “That being?” she responds, wasting no time , “If only you can catch me!”
With a wispy poof would the young man disperse into thin air. “The hunt is on, once again?” she chuckles gently.
