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 Time:

Kyrinchor at the Door! [STM:D-Rank]

Joined
Jan 13, 2017
Messages
156
Yen
350
ASP
0
[col]Hoseki let out a deep sigh. The boy had a mission to do today, but he wasn't really sure who it was with or what exactly was going the happen. All he knew was that he was chosen to go on this mission to prove he was ready to graduate from the academy. His body was still recovering from his visit to the hospital but that wouldn't stop him from progressing on with his journey to become a Shinobi. The boy actually changed up his normal clothes to fit what would be happening in this mission. He was told to be prepared for combat, so he decided to gear up. A pair of black combat boots replaced his tennis shoes and cargo jeans that matched replaced his boots. Between his boots and jeans would be wraps to keep his calves safe and his pant legs from flapping about. A tight long sleeved black shirt was worn that left very little to the imagination. Essentially another layer of skin every lean muscle could be seen on the boy. Strapped to his lower back was a pack that held basic ninja tools such as wire, tags, flash bombs, and dietary survival packs. Though the mission shouldn't take weeks, he needed to be prepared.|Kumomi slowly closed the book she was reading as she noticed it was almost time for her to escorts a student on his mission with a young genin. Though she was not to take part, she was there to supervise. Aside from being a medical Shinobi she was also a Sensei at the local Academy. She laid her bag of crystals on her desk in the Oracle's Library each stone was actually a books worth of information on topics in which she was studying. The woman made her way through the empty corridors as her heelson echoed through each page on the shelves. Her black gown was adorned with golden leaflets and small jewels. Her hijab was a deep burgundy that matched her rich lips. Her eyes had a golden shimmer which contrasted to her dark skin. Shimmering blue crystals could be seen attached to the loose folds of her gown. Along with her dark gown thousands of tiny wooden and metallic insects fluttered around her creating a haze. She needed to meet the boys.[/col]

Upon arriving at the meeting place Hoseki would see a woman shrouded in darkness, he understood that the sun was setting soon but this was a bit much. The Kyrinchor were hunters that feasted on nocturnal creatures during the day so in the evenings they would be more lethargic and easier to take control of. As the woman approached she would let out a courtesy nod to the boy to acknowledge him. "I assume you are Hoseki? It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance. My name is Kumomi and I shall be the assigned Mednin and Academy supervisor for your mission."<i></i> She looked around. It appears that the two of them beat the Genin to the rendezvous point. "Nice to meetcha, do you know who else is supposed to come?"<i></i> The woman would look at the young boy before clearly saying no with her head. So until he arrived they would wait.
 
Urajimiru tucked his hands into his pockets with a snort, his ears tipped back in annoyance, and a rather impressive eye roll was given over his unamused expression. A mission. Who was it with? He had no idea, but he had been assigned this task and rather than deny it out of his desire to do things on his own, he had oddly enough accepted. Even so, it didn't leave the wolf boy in any sense content or pleased. In fact, his own decision had aggravated him. Why did he bother? He was going to be paired with some lack luster and sniveling kids most likely, which would leave him to do all the work, and yet he most likely wouldn't receive any of the glory. So what was the point? His tail swished crimson furred tail swished behind him with a sharp snapping motion with that sort of thinking. Boredom. That was always the answer to these sorts of contradicting choices he made. Nonetheless, his feet carried him towards where he had been told to meet up with the others that he was going to be working with.

The Genin's attire hadn't changed at all, his normal clothing was actually quite suited to combat, and he even had his giant shuriken with him, holstered and bumping against his legs as he walked. He carried a few more pouches than usual, the contents unknown save for to himself, attached to his belts as they were, and the bindings around where his pants and boots met had been renewed. Otherwise, there was little more of note that Ura had bothered to bring with him. It seemed as though he was always prepared for some sort of fight or another, and for good reason.

It didn't take him long to arrive where the speculated meeting place was, and as he rounded the last corner, his metal colored eyes would narrow and his expression would shift rapidly from one of a complete lack of amusement to a smug and confident sneer. He recognized one of the two, Hoseki, if he remembered correctly; but the other? No, he had no idea who she was, but he would find that out shortly. As he approached, his upper lip pulled back on one side, exposing one of his elongated and lupine-like canines with that rather twisted grin of his. His ears would tip forward as well when he came to a stop, his hands still buried in his pockets and his gaze slipping from one to the other.

"I assume I am to work with you both on this task? Hoseki." He paused and gave the kid a simple nod, his tone an almost distant and disinterested murmur. "And you are?" His attention slipped to the woman, eyeing her over in one swift and predatory sort of gaze. A single red hued ear would twitch as he asked. He expected a response, a name at the very least from the woman.

WC: 496
MFT
 

Current Ninpocho Time:

Back
Top