Nao walked through the street clinging to the list of items her mother had inquired for her to pick up. Most items she could pick up at the general store, and then a stop at the flower shop was due for her other request. Shifting through the crowds, Nao passed the general store and spent some time browsing, picking up her requests along the way. Green onions, a new set of chopsticks, cabbage...etc. Purchasing the items with the yen provided, Nao confirmed the items on her list and crossed them out, heading out of the store and turning to head in the direction of the flower shop. Feeling a bit fatigued by the baggage she carried, Nao shifted through the crowds towards the side, finding a bench that she could sit down at. Briefly closing her eyes and taking a breathe, Nao opened her eyes and looked to the sky, passing time as she rested by observing the clouds.
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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- Thread starter Shimizu Nao
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"Aruff!!"
"Oi! Don't keep goin' on, Moru," Keiyaku huffed, looking down at the young Shiba dog trailing alongside him, rolling his eyes as he did so. The pup was going on about food for the millionth time, nose no doubt overwhelmed by the odourous onslaught of the myriad restaurants and stores lining the street. Being among the youngest from his clan, Keiyaku was essentially one of the errand boys; deployed with backpack in tow to do the weekly shopping. New cookware and ingredients, and other such sundry things. Having Morutobu with him, at least, gave him some company, and even though the little pup's constant yearning for food sometimes got wearing, it did put a smile on his face when the both of them could settle down for a nice picnic. Checking his list at each store, the young Inuzuka was steadily filling up his backpack, bracing against the increase of weight, while Morutobu jauntily skipped down the street with a bounce in his gait, pausing every few moments to give a 'Awruff' of delight whenever the scent of barbecque pork or fried squid happened to pass his way. With a final effort, Keiyaku hoisted the filled pack onto his shoulders and finally lumbered over to a stall to grab some food; a nice order of fried noodles for himself, and a healthy measure of pork for his little brother. Desiring nothing more than to be relived of his burden, he settled his pack down by a bench where he found a girl sitting, with blonde braided hair and a pale complexion.
"Ehh, sorry... Mind if we sit here for a moment?" Keiyaku asked, clearly the epitome of manners and ettiquette, despite his rather savage appearance. Morutobu, on the other hand, wasted no time in hopping onto the bench and sniffing curiously at the girl, with little regard for personal space.
"Oh, uh, sorry about Moru; he's just trying to say hello. He never bites!"
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"Oi! Don't keep goin' on, Moru," Keiyaku huffed, looking down at the young Shiba dog trailing alongside him, rolling his eyes as he did so. The pup was going on about food for the millionth time, nose no doubt overwhelmed by the odourous onslaught of the myriad restaurants and stores lining the street. Being among the youngest from his clan, Keiyaku was essentially one of the errand boys; deployed with backpack in tow to do the weekly shopping. New cookware and ingredients, and other such sundry things. Having Morutobu with him, at least, gave him some company, and even though the little pup's constant yearning for food sometimes got wearing, it did put a smile on his face when the both of them could settle down for a nice picnic. Checking his list at each store, the young Inuzuka was steadily filling up his backpack, bracing against the increase of weight, while Morutobu jauntily skipped down the street with a bounce in his gait, pausing every few moments to give a 'Awruff' of delight whenever the scent of barbecque pork or fried squid happened to pass his way. With a final effort, Keiyaku hoisted the filled pack onto his shoulders and finally lumbered over to a stall to grab some food; a nice order of fried noodles for himself, and a healthy measure of pork for his little brother. Desiring nothing more than to be relived of his burden, he settled his pack down by a bench where he found a girl sitting, with blonde braided hair and a pale complexion.
"Ehh, sorry... Mind if we sit here for a moment?" Keiyaku asked, clearly the epitome of manners and ettiquette, despite his rather savage appearance. Morutobu, on the other hand, wasted no time in hopping onto the bench and sniffing curiously at the girl, with little regard for personal space.
"Oh, uh, sorry about Moru; he's just trying to say hello. He never bites!"
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With little else to do, Keiyaku spent a little bit of time limbering up his joints before he would have to shoulder his burden again. With Morutobu in tow, yipping excitedly, the boy bid farewell to the strange girl and departed the scene, starting the journey back to the Inuzuka clan houses.
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