In the short time since meeting up with Shin at the gates Shashu had managed to a down a full third of the mountain of meatbuns she had procured, which fortunately freed up a pair of arms to hand over her ANBU passport to the gate guard. Not that that mattered much, since it was the ANBU tattoo on her stomach that mattered. Her predator's mask was slightly askew, allowing just enough room for her to stuff her face without revealing her identity. It did rather ruin the fearsome visage effect, but right now Shashu was still focused on refilling her body's store of proteins and carbohydrates after the long sojourn in Mist. She would continue to scarf down meat bun after meat bun until the guard showed up.
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:
Probably just a short stop. [Requesting Entrance}
- Thread starter Tsuirakuya Shashu
- Start date
Hoshikata wanders up behind the girl, his eyes on the gates that lead into the village. He was looking to enter himself at this moment, to get into those private quarters that were mentioned and just relax. He needed to relax, the past year was nothing but excitement and stress repeating in an endless loop. The Seer stays just behind the girl and her meatbuns, his golden eyes watching the gates for movement. He also wanted to get rid of these clothes, the suit ensemble looked nice, but it was getting somewhat threadbare and he wanted to get better quality clothing.
Twirling one of her long pigtails in hand, Hex skipped towards the masked ANBU with a smile on her face. She was in a rather chipper mood at the time and felt like messing around at the gates. She dawned some gear that had been 'acquired' and moved about form person to person, just brightening up their day!
The woman before her with the mask was ANBU, which meant there probably wasn't going to be much speaking. She quickly grasped for the passport to take a look-see, though, it's not like she was really checking for anything. She was going to let her in regardless.
Holding the official thingy up in the air, she turned it all sorts of ways in an enjoyable manner and then soon gave it back with a wink. "Looks like your all set!" she chimed, before skipping off to the next person wanting entrance; that person appeared to be Hoshikata, though she knew not his name.
"Where is your fancy passport cutie?"
[Entrance Granted!]
"In Mist, along with my house."
He looks her up at down, raising a brow. This one was familiar. Hoshikata rarely forgot a face, it was a requirement in politics of knowing not only the leaders of other groups but their subordinates as well. A smile slowly blossoms across his own features.
"I come from Kirigakure. Lovely little town, but sadly it's frozen over by hellfire. Perhaps a titan became angered by one of its actions?" Yes, he remembered now. This pretty little thing was flung around by his own kinetic force the day he kidnapped Zaku. This woman, her lovely face flying away, definitely was a memory he had of that day. He simply stares at her, daring her to deny him entry for the safety of her cover.
He looks her up at down, raising a brow. This one was familiar. Hoshikata rarely forgot a face, it was a requirement in politics of knowing not only the leaders of other groups but their subordinates as well. A smile slowly blossoms across his own features.
"I come from Kirigakure. Lovely little town, but sadly it's frozen over by hellfire. Perhaps a titan became angered by one of its actions?" Yes, he remembered now. This pretty little thing was flung around by his own kinetic force the day he kidnapped Zaku. This woman, her lovely face flying away, definitely was a memory he had of that day. He simply stares at her, daring her to deny him entry for the safety of her cover.
Hex tapped on her chin for a bit, wondering just who this man was. Unlike Hoshikata, she cared not for faces, only the next bit of fun she might have!
"Sounds legit! Head inside and have a nice day~" she nearly sang, turning to the next group waiting to be spoken to.
[Entrance Granted!]
[Topic Left unless Stopped]
Hoshikata smiles, stepping around the woman and making his way into the village. It was amazing what a memory could do. A politician had to memorize them, and this here was exactly why. Leverage. Everything in the world revolved around it in one way or another. You had leverage over this person to get your way or you sought it to handle them, or sometimes they had leverage on you and you had to get the lever out of their hands. Hoshikata liked to think himself adept at keeping the advantage in his hands. Even here, in a place he'd been to only twice, he was proving himself capable of working the same rules he had in Mist.
He walks into the village with a smile on his face.
(Topic left, village entered)
He walks into the village with a smile on his face.
(Topic left, village entered)
Shashu paused with a meatbun halfway to her mouth to consider the girl at the gates. Something was off about her...a tiny niggling feeling at the back of her skull. Almost as if Shashu knew her from somewhere, but she couldn't place it. All she could remember was a vague irritating feeling.
Well whatever it was, it was long enough I don't remember it. Cobwebs in the attic I suppose.
The ANBU stuffed the meatbun in her mouth and accepted the passport, stowing it away in a pouch before continuing on inside. A trip to the hot springs was in order at the very least.
Maybe I'll run into Kahako...
[MFT: WC-111]
[Village Entered, Topic Left]
Well whatever it was, it was long enough I don't remember it. Cobwebs in the attic I suppose.
The ANBU stuffed the meatbun in her mouth and accepted the passport, stowing it away in a pouch before continuing on inside. A trip to the hot springs was in order at the very least.
Maybe I'll run into Kahako...
[MFT: WC-111]
[Village Entered, Topic Left]
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